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SANITY IS WORTH ITS WEIGHT IN YAOI

wherein the cast of YYH systematically goes insane. I intend to start publication today with a new chapter every three days until completion. The Yaoi part won't make sense until the end. As with all my stories, I add the warning that it may not be worth the time to read. The first chapter is a little dry, but first chapters usually are.

These are the chapters:

Chapter 1: In which Koenma enjoys recreational insanity

Chapter 2: In which we regard Yusuke

Chapter 3: In which we learn the devastating effects of addiction to Pepsi

Chapter 4: In which a problem is discovered, and Kurama develops an obsession with leprechauns

Chapter 5: In which our heroes decide to ignore said problem, and hope it goes away.

Chapter 6: In which insanity becomes a pathogen, and Keiko is kidnapped by leprechauns

Chapter 7: In which I waste a chapter with my hopeless worship of Shizuru

Chapter 8: In which Yusuke cries, and Botan gets disappeared (spelled as is)

Chapter 9: In which a rabid YYH fan girl convinces Hiei and Kurama to kiss

Now then, On to the first chapter! It's titled above

Koenma had gone crazy. That's not to say, mind you, that this had not happened by choice. For indeed, as Koenma saw it, how could people expect someone to rule over the entire spirit world and feel bothered to keep his sanity? The answer to his dilemma seemed quite simple.

So it was that at the next of his overpriced dinners, at which he was the soul consumer of whatever morsel of food his childish hands happened upon, that he made his announcement. He would take leave of his senses for six hours daily. The remainder of his time would be spent trying to find them again once he was done

The plan seemed to serve him well, for he now lacked the presence of mind to be bored or overworked. Sure from time to time he would embark on some escapade he would no doubt have avoided were he sane. Like the time he visited the fabled 'realm of a most unpleasant lake' (Wherein all who touched the water were overwhelmed by all the Hiei x Kurama fan fiction the lake could possibly pull off of the internet. In time it served as a grave for many mighty demons, and a popular hangout for ¾ of Yu Yu Hakusho's female fan base) for a dive. Naturally his servants pointed out the dangers of such a journey, but Koenma would simply reply that having any regard for ones life was something only sane people did. He would then ask them to be on standby in a few hours, when he would no doubt be screaming for help.

It was in such a state that Koenma could be found today. He stood in his office, stacking his desk supplies on top of each other to form a tower. He wasn't certain why he felt bothered to do this, but he was certain it would come to him later. He currently had his gavel balanced upright, which supported his chair, on which he had put his stamp, three spoons, and his pacifier. He was in the process of climbing the tower (which he had decided would lead him to heaven) when Jorge stomped in. He pushed open the door with one of his massive blue arms, knocking both the tower and Koenma to the ground. Koenma quickly rebounded, standing in outrage and bearing his teeth at the ogre.

"Look what you've done! Now how do you expect me to reach heaven?" This outburst caused Jorge to pause for a moment.

"But sir, cultural and religious differences aside, could it not be said that we're already in heaven?" This time it was Koenma who paused. Jorge had made a rational point, and Koenma hated rational thinking.

"I shall forget you said that, Ogre." He said in a serious voice. "For fear that you may be correct. By the way, put Yusuke on some assignment or another."

"Yusuke? Why?"

"Ogre, if I felt bothered to have a reason for everything I do, why—well, I would be a much more efficient ruler."

"That's not a good thing?" Koenma glared at him. He was making sense again, oh how Koenma wished he would stop it.

"If I want to risk the life of my most valuable detective for no reason except the convenience of the moment and mild boredom, then all you should do is give me your blessing and go tell Botan!" He declared at length.

"Uh, yes sir." Jorge scratched the tip of his horn with a sigh and walked away. Koenma began to rebuild his tower, still undaunted by the fact that it served no purpose whatsoever.

So how was it? I know it was a bit dry, but I promise it'll get better.