Disclaimer: I really, really would like to say that I owned Yu Yu Hakusho.
But if I did do you really think I would let Cartoon network edit it so
much as to completely butcher it? Nah. Didn't think so.
Author's note: You might want a dictionary ready 'cause you might not understand some of the words. By the way, the characters ages are between 15 & 16. (Except for Hiei. How old is he?)
"You have been charged with the delicate and dangerous task of finding the source of the demon energies around Cumulus academy. If any of you wish to turn back now, I wouldn't blame you." The serious message could be deemed as ridiculous considering the messenger was a toddler. " Dude! It's just a school! What could go wrong?" Yuske asked into the compact mirror/phone. "And it's not like we could get back home anyways." Kurama added dryly. The fox had spoken truly, for not only were they on unfamiliar ground without a map, but the border lines between the spirit realm and human world were notoriously fickle to travel in. Yuske shoved the sleeping (and drooling) Kuwabara to the other side of the seat in order to access the radio controls.
Hiei sat in the front passenger seat, sulking. The vertically challenged fire demon had been like that the entire trip. Earlier that day, when Kuwabara had tried to lighten the mood with a little game of "I spy" Hiei had set his jacket sleeve on fire. So, Yuske was a little more than cautious when he reached forward to change the station from the extremely depressing classical music to something more cheerful. The driver, one of the many demons from Koenma's court, turned up a dirt path to a small cottage.
Hiei got out and stretched, leaving the other three spirit detectives to grab their stuff, and his. Right away he hated the place. As a young demon he had never gone to school, he had taught himself to read and write. But the cheerful cottage with its lively garden looked more like a prison to him each passing moment. Suddenly he wondered if he was even needed on this case or if Koenma was trying to get back at him for setting the young prince's favorite hat on fire.
"Well.Uh.it's nice." Kurama tried hard to be polite and hide his disgust, until he saw the gardens. Kuwabara wasn't as subtle: " But, it's purple.". And truly, the inviting cottage was purple, a nice lavender shade with plum trimming and a lavender screen door, and purple flowers in the purple flower boxes, with a plum tree in full harvest in the front yard and. well, by now you get the idea. "I'm sick of it already." Hiei said in his usual sullen tone. "We'll get used to it. It's only for a few months." Kurama tried to make the best of the situation. " Yeah, but it's so. purple." Kuwabara repeated again.
"Do I have to get all the bags by myself?" Yuske walked over with his duffel bag and backpack and knocked on the door. A short, plump woman opened it. "Oh! You're the new students! Welcome! I'm Erica. Here, lemme get that." Erica grabbed both of Yuske's bags and gave him a rib-crushing hug in welcome. As she bustled into the house, Yuske shrugged at his friends, who sweatdropped. "Eh heh heh.."
As soon as they stepped in the door, Erica grabbed their bags and brought them upstairs. "Maybe could you four be a couple of dears and help move the furniture from that room down the hall? I'm sorry that it's so hectic here, but it's like this at the beginning of every school year." Hiei shrugged and flopped down at the kitchen table, loath to move. That is, until a small hand grabbed him by the ear. "Move it boy, the least you could do is help out." Hiei looked up at a six-foot tall young, blonde woman. And boy did she look pissed. "No." Hiei replied. The woman twisted his ear a little. "Ow! Fine wench! I'll go!" Hiei sprang up and using his amazing speed appeared upstairs. Turning to the rest of them and in a kinder tone the blonde woman said, "I'm Rachel, your new teacher. Now move your little arses and help out." Walking upstairs, Yuske couldn't help but say, "Is it just me, or is she almost as bad as Genkai?" "I heard that! Extra work tomorrow for you, boy!"
Upstairs, Kurama caught sight of Hiei fighting with a human girl. The two were in a vicious argument, and he didn't quite think breaking it up and playing peacemaker would work here. When the fire demon was just about at his breaking point did Kurama intervene. "Hiei, why don't you make yourself useful and help move this stuff, or is it too heavy for you?" "Don't start, fox. She started it." "Well, you made fun of Salvatore!" The girl yelled indignantly. "But the thing is stupid-looking." "Grrrrrl." "Don't growl at me, bird." "I don't blame him!" "Just get that multi-colored feather duster away from me you twit." SLAP Hiei didn't even see it coming. The girl got him on the cheek with a god- like speed. Yuske looked from behind the bureau he and Kuwabara were moving just in time to see Hiei being bitch-slapped by a fifteen year-old girl. Females really were the more deadly of the species. He couldn't even hit Hiei when he was serious.
Turning around in a huff, the girl walked smack into Kurama. "Oh, um excuse me ma'am." She muttered without looking up, then stopped and poked Kurama in the chest. "Uh, I mean sir! Sir, yeah! What was I thinking? Eh-heh." The kitsune smirked and replied, "Don't worry, I get that all the time. And you are.?" "Oh! Um, Lyra. 'Scuse me, I gotta go unpack my stuff." The girl squeezed past Kuwabara and the bureau, opened a door by a couple inches and slipped in. The outraged Salvatore shrieking all the way.
"Weird kid." Kuwabara said after they had set up the furniture in the boy's room. Hiei "Hn"ed and sat on the window sill, watching the gulls wheel in circles at the beach that was connected to the cottage's back yard by a winding staircase carved out of the cliff wall. (A.N: Cripes, was that a run-on sentence if I ever saw one. Please pardon me if the descriptions get a little long-winded. . How 'bout that girl Lyra, though? Don'cha think she's a bit smitten? ^__^). Yuske elbowed Kurama in the ribs. "So, ya turning on the old charm again? That was quick, less than a minute!" Kurama merely shrugged and continued putting his clothes away. Kuwabara pulled out a few electronics and said, "She thought Kurama was a girl. She was probably embarrassed." "Like you didn't when you first met him?" Yuske quipped and jabbed a finger at "him", a.k.a. Kurama. "Hmph." Kuwabara now pulled out a ridiculous cow-shaped clock. "The hell is that monstrosity?" Hiei asked the redhead, pointing to the porcelain cow. "My sister got it for me. Ain't it great? Watch!" Kuwabara pushed one of the spots (a cleverly disguised button) and set it down on his nightstand as the alarm sounded off. "Great, Kuwabara. Now shut it o-" "Moo-ooooove your ass outta bed! Moo-ooooove your ass outta bed! Lazy bum! Moo-ooooove your ass outta bed! Lazy bu-" Yuske hastily shut the alarm off. "We have to wake up to that every morning? You're gotta be kidding me!" "Oh rapture." Hiei sulked from his perch. The cow clock with the stupid Chinese accent would die, tonight.
Now that everyone was all settled, Yuske got out the only thing that would make the next few months bearable. Reaching deep into his duffel bag, he pulled out a roll of duct tape. "What's that for, Hirameshi?" Kuwabara asked, pausing his CD player and putting down his comic book. "Watch!" Yuske then began to separate the room into four equal sections using the tape as a borderline. The silver duct tape ran over the rug, up the wall, and onto the ceiling. "There!" He proclaimed, obviously pleased with himself. Hiei just glared. Kurama looked relieved; though. "I was about to do the same thing, Yuske." The red-haired kitsune took a roll of duct tape out of his own book bag. " You three better not get any of your mess on my side, got it?" Yuske and Kuwabara nodded with a couple random agreements. "Good. I'm going to study, so please be a little quieter than usual.YEOWCH!" A brightly colored fluffball flew through the window and got itself tangled in Kurama's hair. As Kurama got the little bugger untangled, Yuske grabbed the tiny slip of paper tied to its leg. "Dinner downstairs now." He read aloud. "Woo-hoo! I'm starving!" Kuwabara sped downstairs, and only just managed to avoid Rachel. The young woman seemed to be expecting him, though. "Waitaminute, Wait a minute. What are those?" "Uh, my hands." "And what are they?" "Uh." "Filthy. Go wash your hands now. And get under those nails. You too Hiei, Yuske. Oh, and where could Kurama be?" "Right here." Kurama said as he walked downstairs, the furious Salvatore in his grasp. The fox managed to fake a smile, until the tiny parrot drew blood. "Ow! Damn." Kurama sucked on his finger to stop the bleeding and Salvatore squirmed out of his hands to fly to Lyra. The black haired girl had her long hair up in a braid and was busy bringing out dinner. Kurama grabbed a huge pot of something or other from her grasp and caught a whiff. "Roasted sweet potatoes, my favorite." Lyra looked up real quickly and just as soon positioned her eyes on the ground while blushing. "Yeah, I know." "Huh?" "Oh! Uh, nothing! Nothing! I just heard you say that. Uh, I'll go get the chicken."
As Lyra grabbed the giant chicken from the trivet, Salvatore started to squawk quite loudly. "What do you mean by I can do better? Do you not like him or something?" "Squawk! Queeeeek! Queek! Queek! TCH!" "I do not!" "Chit!" "NO, I didn't say that!' "Queek! Ch!" "I wasn't thinking about it either!" "SQWUAK!" "Liar." Lyra quickly stopped arguing with Salvatore because Yuske was looking at her as if she should be in the dorms for the extremely dangerous, which they already were in. Innocently whistling, she set the stuffed, roasted bird (not Salvatore you sickos!) on the table and scurried to her seat. Everyone was already seated and Hiei was about to dig in when Rachel slapped his hand. "Have you no manners? A prayer first. And Salvatore, that goes for you too!" "Grrrrrll." the lovebird had almost managed to get a few bites in before the "EVIL, psycho-witch teacher" stopped him. Rachel gestured over to Erica, whom was seated at the other end of the long table. "Erica, will you?" The plump, middle-aged teacher smiled and nodded. "Of course my dears! Ah-hem!"
"May the earth bring you prosperity,
and happiness too.
May the goddess bless our lives
With friendships that are true."
"Amen." Lyra, Rachel, and Erica finished. Salvatore bowed his little feathered head and softly cooed. Hiei shrugged and grabbed some dark meat. Kuwabara didn't wait much longer and piled a bunch of mixed veggies on his plate. Yuske grabbed a sweet potato from the platter and piled on sour cream, chives, and a small pat of butter. Kurama looked around to see if it was okay to eat, as Rachel and Erica still had their heads bowed and Lyra only blushed when he looked towards her for a hint. "Grrrrl." Kurama looked behind him to see the growling lovebird digging into a small dish of vegetables by his perch. He shrugged and snagged a sweet potato and a drumstick. 'Amen, I guess.' He thought as he started to eat his first meal at his new home.
Well? Not bad for my first fic, huh? What? You think otherwise? How dare you!
-_-+ Well, whether you do or ya don't, review so I can know! Please! I want to know if 1) the Yu Yu gang are out of character 2) The language is too hard to understand or if the paragraphs are a little long-winded
3) You hate seeing Hiei being slapped around a little, but thought it was pretty damn funny. Hiei: No its not! You're making me look bad! KKC: Face it, dude. You are bad! Hiei:o.0;;; Thanks. I think.
4) The story is plain stupid
LemmeknowLemmeknowLemmeknoooooooooooow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (If you don't, I'll sick my little brothers on you ^__^ Kidding Even I wouldn't wish THAT on somebody!
Author's note: You might want a dictionary ready 'cause you might not understand some of the words. By the way, the characters ages are between 15 & 16. (Except for Hiei. How old is he?)
"You have been charged with the delicate and dangerous task of finding the source of the demon energies around Cumulus academy. If any of you wish to turn back now, I wouldn't blame you." The serious message could be deemed as ridiculous considering the messenger was a toddler. " Dude! It's just a school! What could go wrong?" Yuske asked into the compact mirror/phone. "And it's not like we could get back home anyways." Kurama added dryly. The fox had spoken truly, for not only were they on unfamiliar ground without a map, but the border lines between the spirit realm and human world were notoriously fickle to travel in. Yuske shoved the sleeping (and drooling) Kuwabara to the other side of the seat in order to access the radio controls.
Hiei sat in the front passenger seat, sulking. The vertically challenged fire demon had been like that the entire trip. Earlier that day, when Kuwabara had tried to lighten the mood with a little game of "I spy" Hiei had set his jacket sleeve on fire. So, Yuske was a little more than cautious when he reached forward to change the station from the extremely depressing classical music to something more cheerful. The driver, one of the many demons from Koenma's court, turned up a dirt path to a small cottage.
Hiei got out and stretched, leaving the other three spirit detectives to grab their stuff, and his. Right away he hated the place. As a young demon he had never gone to school, he had taught himself to read and write. But the cheerful cottage with its lively garden looked more like a prison to him each passing moment. Suddenly he wondered if he was even needed on this case or if Koenma was trying to get back at him for setting the young prince's favorite hat on fire.
"Well.Uh.it's nice." Kurama tried hard to be polite and hide his disgust, until he saw the gardens. Kuwabara wasn't as subtle: " But, it's purple.". And truly, the inviting cottage was purple, a nice lavender shade with plum trimming and a lavender screen door, and purple flowers in the purple flower boxes, with a plum tree in full harvest in the front yard and. well, by now you get the idea. "I'm sick of it already." Hiei said in his usual sullen tone. "We'll get used to it. It's only for a few months." Kurama tried to make the best of the situation. " Yeah, but it's so. purple." Kuwabara repeated again.
"Do I have to get all the bags by myself?" Yuske walked over with his duffel bag and backpack and knocked on the door. A short, plump woman opened it. "Oh! You're the new students! Welcome! I'm Erica. Here, lemme get that." Erica grabbed both of Yuske's bags and gave him a rib-crushing hug in welcome. As she bustled into the house, Yuske shrugged at his friends, who sweatdropped. "Eh heh heh.."
As soon as they stepped in the door, Erica grabbed their bags and brought them upstairs. "Maybe could you four be a couple of dears and help move the furniture from that room down the hall? I'm sorry that it's so hectic here, but it's like this at the beginning of every school year." Hiei shrugged and flopped down at the kitchen table, loath to move. That is, until a small hand grabbed him by the ear. "Move it boy, the least you could do is help out." Hiei looked up at a six-foot tall young, blonde woman. And boy did she look pissed. "No." Hiei replied. The woman twisted his ear a little. "Ow! Fine wench! I'll go!" Hiei sprang up and using his amazing speed appeared upstairs. Turning to the rest of them and in a kinder tone the blonde woman said, "I'm Rachel, your new teacher. Now move your little arses and help out." Walking upstairs, Yuske couldn't help but say, "Is it just me, or is she almost as bad as Genkai?" "I heard that! Extra work tomorrow for you, boy!"
Upstairs, Kurama caught sight of Hiei fighting with a human girl. The two were in a vicious argument, and he didn't quite think breaking it up and playing peacemaker would work here. When the fire demon was just about at his breaking point did Kurama intervene. "Hiei, why don't you make yourself useful and help move this stuff, or is it too heavy for you?" "Don't start, fox. She started it." "Well, you made fun of Salvatore!" The girl yelled indignantly. "But the thing is stupid-looking." "Grrrrrl." "Don't growl at me, bird." "I don't blame him!" "Just get that multi-colored feather duster away from me you twit." SLAP Hiei didn't even see it coming. The girl got him on the cheek with a god- like speed. Yuske looked from behind the bureau he and Kuwabara were moving just in time to see Hiei being bitch-slapped by a fifteen year-old girl. Females really were the more deadly of the species. He couldn't even hit Hiei when he was serious.
Turning around in a huff, the girl walked smack into Kurama. "Oh, um excuse me ma'am." She muttered without looking up, then stopped and poked Kurama in the chest. "Uh, I mean sir! Sir, yeah! What was I thinking? Eh-heh." The kitsune smirked and replied, "Don't worry, I get that all the time. And you are.?" "Oh! Um, Lyra. 'Scuse me, I gotta go unpack my stuff." The girl squeezed past Kuwabara and the bureau, opened a door by a couple inches and slipped in. The outraged Salvatore shrieking all the way.
"Weird kid." Kuwabara said after they had set up the furniture in the boy's room. Hiei "Hn"ed and sat on the window sill, watching the gulls wheel in circles at the beach that was connected to the cottage's back yard by a winding staircase carved out of the cliff wall. (A.N: Cripes, was that a run-on sentence if I ever saw one. Please pardon me if the descriptions get a little long-winded. . How 'bout that girl Lyra, though? Don'cha think she's a bit smitten? ^__^). Yuske elbowed Kurama in the ribs. "So, ya turning on the old charm again? That was quick, less than a minute!" Kurama merely shrugged and continued putting his clothes away. Kuwabara pulled out a few electronics and said, "She thought Kurama was a girl. She was probably embarrassed." "Like you didn't when you first met him?" Yuske quipped and jabbed a finger at "him", a.k.a. Kurama. "Hmph." Kuwabara now pulled out a ridiculous cow-shaped clock. "The hell is that monstrosity?" Hiei asked the redhead, pointing to the porcelain cow. "My sister got it for me. Ain't it great? Watch!" Kuwabara pushed one of the spots (a cleverly disguised button) and set it down on his nightstand as the alarm sounded off. "Great, Kuwabara. Now shut it o-" "Moo-ooooove your ass outta bed! Moo-ooooove your ass outta bed! Lazy bum! Moo-ooooove your ass outta bed! Lazy bu-" Yuske hastily shut the alarm off. "We have to wake up to that every morning? You're gotta be kidding me!" "Oh rapture." Hiei sulked from his perch. The cow clock with the stupid Chinese accent would die, tonight.
Now that everyone was all settled, Yuske got out the only thing that would make the next few months bearable. Reaching deep into his duffel bag, he pulled out a roll of duct tape. "What's that for, Hirameshi?" Kuwabara asked, pausing his CD player and putting down his comic book. "Watch!" Yuske then began to separate the room into four equal sections using the tape as a borderline. The silver duct tape ran over the rug, up the wall, and onto the ceiling. "There!" He proclaimed, obviously pleased with himself. Hiei just glared. Kurama looked relieved; though. "I was about to do the same thing, Yuske." The red-haired kitsune took a roll of duct tape out of his own book bag. " You three better not get any of your mess on my side, got it?" Yuske and Kuwabara nodded with a couple random agreements. "Good. I'm going to study, so please be a little quieter than usual.YEOWCH!" A brightly colored fluffball flew through the window and got itself tangled in Kurama's hair. As Kurama got the little bugger untangled, Yuske grabbed the tiny slip of paper tied to its leg. "Dinner downstairs now." He read aloud. "Woo-hoo! I'm starving!" Kuwabara sped downstairs, and only just managed to avoid Rachel. The young woman seemed to be expecting him, though. "Waitaminute, Wait a minute. What are those?" "Uh, my hands." "And what are they?" "Uh." "Filthy. Go wash your hands now. And get under those nails. You too Hiei, Yuske. Oh, and where could Kurama be?" "Right here." Kurama said as he walked downstairs, the furious Salvatore in his grasp. The fox managed to fake a smile, until the tiny parrot drew blood. "Ow! Damn." Kurama sucked on his finger to stop the bleeding and Salvatore squirmed out of his hands to fly to Lyra. The black haired girl had her long hair up in a braid and was busy bringing out dinner. Kurama grabbed a huge pot of something or other from her grasp and caught a whiff. "Roasted sweet potatoes, my favorite." Lyra looked up real quickly and just as soon positioned her eyes on the ground while blushing. "Yeah, I know." "Huh?" "Oh! Uh, nothing! Nothing! I just heard you say that. Uh, I'll go get the chicken."
As Lyra grabbed the giant chicken from the trivet, Salvatore started to squawk quite loudly. "What do you mean by I can do better? Do you not like him or something?" "Squawk! Queeeeek! Queek! Queek! TCH!" "I do not!" "Chit!" "NO, I didn't say that!' "Queek! Ch!" "I wasn't thinking about it either!" "SQWUAK!" "Liar." Lyra quickly stopped arguing with Salvatore because Yuske was looking at her as if she should be in the dorms for the extremely dangerous, which they already were in. Innocently whistling, she set the stuffed, roasted bird (not Salvatore you sickos!) on the table and scurried to her seat. Everyone was already seated and Hiei was about to dig in when Rachel slapped his hand. "Have you no manners? A prayer first. And Salvatore, that goes for you too!" "Grrrrrll." the lovebird had almost managed to get a few bites in before the "EVIL, psycho-witch teacher" stopped him. Rachel gestured over to Erica, whom was seated at the other end of the long table. "Erica, will you?" The plump, middle-aged teacher smiled and nodded. "Of course my dears! Ah-hem!"
"May the earth bring you prosperity,
and happiness too.
May the goddess bless our lives
With friendships that are true."
"Amen." Lyra, Rachel, and Erica finished. Salvatore bowed his little feathered head and softly cooed. Hiei shrugged and grabbed some dark meat. Kuwabara didn't wait much longer and piled a bunch of mixed veggies on his plate. Yuske grabbed a sweet potato from the platter and piled on sour cream, chives, and a small pat of butter. Kurama looked around to see if it was okay to eat, as Rachel and Erica still had their heads bowed and Lyra only blushed when he looked towards her for a hint. "Grrrrl." Kurama looked behind him to see the growling lovebird digging into a small dish of vegetables by his perch. He shrugged and snagged a sweet potato and a drumstick. 'Amen, I guess.' He thought as he started to eat his first meal at his new home.
Well? Not bad for my first fic, huh? What? You think otherwise? How dare you!
-_-+ Well, whether you do or ya don't, review so I can know! Please! I want to know if 1) the Yu Yu gang are out of character 2) The language is too hard to understand or if the paragraphs are a little long-winded
3) You hate seeing Hiei being slapped around a little, but thought it was pretty damn funny. Hiei: No its not! You're making me look bad! KKC: Face it, dude. You are bad! Hiei:o.0;;; Thanks. I think.
4) The story is plain stupid
LemmeknowLemmeknowLemmeknoooooooooooow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (If you don't, I'll sick my little brothers on you ^__^ Kidding Even I wouldn't wish THAT on somebody!