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Hiei turned the channel and stared at the screen.
"Hiei!Dinner's ready!"Kurama called from the kitchen.
"Hn.."Hiei grunted and started to get up and switch off the tv as the doorbell rang.
"Gonna answer that?!"Kurama shouted.
"Hn."Hiei replied and walked to the door.Opening the door cautiosly, Hiei gave a startled yelp as the door was thrown back and he went flying backwards.
Kurama came running from the kitchen, spatula in hand."What happened?!"
"Hello...."Said the shadowed figure, stepping into the house and light.
Both Kurama and Hiei stared in shock at the face that so resembled Hiei's.But there was a difference, Hiei had had a growspurt and was now as tall as Kurama.
The person in the doorway, on the other hand, was about 6 inches shorter.
"Who the..."Hiei blinked.
"Hello Uncle Hiei.Uncle Kurama."The teen smiled, but it was an empty smile.
"U-uncle?"Stuttered Kurama.
"We aren't your uncles, who the hell are you?"Hiei growled.
The boy ran a hand through his spiky locks, which were slightly shorter than Hiei's and were more black."Im the result of your dear sister Yukina's affair."
Hiei took a step forward and towered over the teen,"Yukina doesn't have affairs you brat.Now tell the truth.WHO ARE YOU"
Calmly, the boy looked around the room and then trained his yellowish orange eyes back onto Hiei's face."I told you....Yukina had a child..with a fire demon..it seems history has repeated itself.Sad actually.."
"What about Kuwabara?"Kurama questioned, Hiei too speechless to say anything.
"Hmmm...........Well they are still together.Kuwabara had enough of me though.He couldn't stand having another man's child in his house and kicked me out.My mother gave me a piece of paper with your adress and by her description, Im guessing I got the right house."
"She DUMPED you on US??!!!"Hiei screeched and fainted, all this news too much to take.
Kurama sweatdropped and smiling, put a hand on the boy's shoulder."What is your name?We were just about to have dinner.I'll show you your room afterwards."
Hiei leaped back onto his feet and jabbed an accusing finger into the teen's chest."You can't stay here!NO!"
Kurama covered Hiei's mouth, still smiling brightly.
"My name is Yomi.....But all the Americans call me Jim."He replied.
Both Kurama and Hiei sweatdropped."Yomi it is."Smiled Kurama and turned, releasing Hiei to walk back into the kitchen.
Hiei, wearing his blue tanktop and black pants, a couple sizes bigger than his original since he had grown, stood glaring down at the teen with a long sleeved black shirt with the picture of a puddle of blood on the front, and overly baggy bondage pants.
"Are you wearing....makeup?"Hiei twitched.
"Yeah."Yomi replied, raising an eyebrow in challenge.
Hiei eyed the black eye liner lining Yomi's eyes."Im not taking care of a gothic Nephew.Take it off.Now."
They stood, glaring at eachother for a few minutes before Kurama appeared in the doorway of the kitchen."Come on!Dinner is ready!"
Hiei turned and stalked into the kitchen, Kurama's face disappeared from the doorway.Yomi sighed, shoulders sagging and head hanging.His face was beet red with shame and tears in his eyes.
Yomi said to himself mentally and wiped a sleeve across his eyes and winced at the light sound of glass shattering as the crystal teardrops hit the floor, dropping his bag on the floor and taking a moment to compose himself.
"I-I really don't want to eat.Just tell me the room and I'll set up everything."Yomi called, cursing himself because his voice sounded shaky.
Silence for a moment..."Its the last door on the right.Right up the stairs.."Kurama's voice rang out.
"Thankyou.."
Yomi bit his lower lip and dragged his bag up the stairs and turned right down the hallway.He opened the last door and blinked.
The room's walls were white and the curtains were pink and ruffled.Yomi covered his mouth, eyes narrowing in disgust.
"Ill do some work with you before the week ends..."Yomi smirked to the room and shut the door behind himself.
Yomi sat on the edge of his twin sized bed and gazed out the lone window."And Im barring over this window too!"He growled and had to force back the thought of the previous night's fight with Kuwabara.
"Mom..."He sighed and jumped when a knock sounded on the door.
"Yomi?You all set up?I can help you unpack."Kurama said through the door.
Yomi sighed and used the bed behind him as leverage to leap onto the doorframe and balance himself.
The door opened beneath him."Yomi?"Blinked Kurama.
Yomi lowered himself and landed silently behind Kurama."Yes?"His expressionless mask taking over his face once more.
"You and Hiei are so much alike."Commented Kurama, shaking his head.
Mentally Yomi rolled his eyes but irl he shrugged."Not really.Thanks for the room though."
"Your welcome.I just wanted to ask if you wanted any leftovers from dinner."The redhead replied.
Yomi frowned,"No thankyou.I guess Ill go to sleep now."He said and walked to his bed and lay down, facing the darkening window without watching or listening to Kurama anymore.After a moment, the door closed.
"Im not gonna last long here......How am I susposed to act nice to people who don't want me here?"He muttered quietly to himself.
Yomi blinked, pointed ears twitching as he quickly sat up and pushed up and open his window.Into the yard of a surburban home across from them, a shadowed form that was too bulky and tall to possibly be human stalked.
Yomi considered calling for Hiei and Kurama, but they were probably conversating about how to get rid of him downstairs, he thought to himself.
"Then I'll just have to take care of it myself.."Yomi smirked in excitement and narrowed his eyes in concentratement a moment as he created a spirit sword in his palm.It was a black spirit sword and he had learned the technique from spying on Kuwabara over the years and knew that his stepfather hated him and would most likely try to strangle him if he ever found out.So Yomi kept it to himself and decided to survive his stepfather's wrath without perhaps killing Kuwabara in turn, the fool was as weak as a kitten in Yomi's eyes, he occupied himself with learning various techniques from different fighters around Tokyo and became more and more skilled.
Stretching a little, Yomi leaped out the window and onto the house across from his window.The shadow paused a moment before reaching forward to open the neighbor's window the get into the house.
"Stop.."Yomi growled lowly, sounding menacing as he slunk from the side of the roof to right above the demon.
"Who are you?"Smirked the ugly, red demon.
Yomi thought a moment before replying, "Death" And leaped onto the demon in a movement faster than even Hiei would have been able to detect and beheading the demon.
Yomi retracted his sword and smirked, eyes closed partway as the fumes of blood reached his nose.IYomi licked his lips.Then, blinking back to reality, he stared at the demon's body.
"What the hell am I susposed to do with this?"He muttered to himself and took the demon head by the hair.He gazed into the dead, glazed, eyes a moment before reaching down with his free hand to lever the body onto his shoulder.
Yomi oofed with the weight, but straightened and leaped back onto the roof and across the various rooftops to the city.
***
Heh.My first Yu Yu Hakusho fanfic-_-You can probably tell but er....Yeah.-_- Reviews please?
Hiei turned the channel and stared at the screen.
"Hiei!Dinner's ready!"Kurama called from the kitchen.
"Hn.."Hiei grunted and started to get up and switch off the tv as the doorbell rang.
"Gonna answer that?!"Kurama shouted.
"Hn."Hiei replied and walked to the door.Opening the door cautiosly, Hiei gave a startled yelp as the door was thrown back and he went flying backwards.
Kurama came running from the kitchen, spatula in hand."What happened?!"
"Hello...."Said the shadowed figure, stepping into the house and light.
Both Kurama and Hiei stared in shock at the face that so resembled Hiei's.But there was a difference, Hiei had had a growspurt and was now as tall as Kurama.
The person in the doorway, on the other hand, was about 6 inches shorter.
"Who the..."Hiei blinked.
"Hello Uncle Hiei.Uncle Kurama."The teen smiled, but it was an empty smile.
"U-uncle?"Stuttered Kurama.
"We aren't your uncles, who the hell are you?"Hiei growled.
The boy ran a hand through his spiky locks, which were slightly shorter than Hiei's and were more black."Im the result of your dear sister Yukina's affair."
Hiei took a step forward and towered over the teen,"Yukina doesn't have affairs you brat.Now tell the truth.WHO ARE YOU"
Calmly, the boy looked around the room and then trained his yellowish orange eyes back onto Hiei's face."I told you....Yukina had a child..with a fire demon..it seems history has repeated itself.Sad actually.."
"What about Kuwabara?"Kurama questioned, Hiei too speechless to say anything.
"Hmmm...........Well they are still together.Kuwabara had enough of me though.He couldn't stand having another man's child in his house and kicked me out.My mother gave me a piece of paper with your adress and by her description, Im guessing I got the right house."
"She DUMPED you on US??!!!"Hiei screeched and fainted, all this news too much to take.
Kurama sweatdropped and smiling, put a hand on the boy's shoulder."What is your name?We were just about to have dinner.I'll show you your room afterwards."
Hiei leaped back onto his feet and jabbed an accusing finger into the teen's chest."You can't stay here!NO!"
Kurama covered Hiei's mouth, still smiling brightly.
"My name is Yomi.....But all the Americans call me Jim."He replied.
Both Kurama and Hiei sweatdropped."Yomi it is."Smiled Kurama and turned, releasing Hiei to walk back into the kitchen.
Hiei, wearing his blue tanktop and black pants, a couple sizes bigger than his original since he had grown, stood glaring down at the teen with a long sleeved black shirt with the picture of a puddle of blood on the front, and overly baggy bondage pants.
"Are you wearing....makeup?"Hiei twitched.
"Yeah."Yomi replied, raising an eyebrow in challenge.
Hiei eyed the black eye liner lining Yomi's eyes."Im not taking care of a gothic Nephew.Take it off.Now."
They stood, glaring at eachother for a few minutes before Kurama appeared in the doorway of the kitchen."Come on!Dinner is ready!"
Hiei turned and stalked into the kitchen, Kurama's face disappeared from the doorway.Yomi sighed, shoulders sagging and head hanging.His face was beet red with shame and tears in his eyes.
Yomi said to himself mentally and wiped a sleeve across his eyes and winced at the light sound of glass shattering as the crystal teardrops hit the floor, dropping his bag on the floor and taking a moment to compose himself.
"I-I really don't want to eat.Just tell me the room and I'll set up everything."Yomi called, cursing himself because his voice sounded shaky.
Silence for a moment..."Its the last door on the right.Right up the stairs.."Kurama's voice rang out.
"Thankyou.."
Yomi bit his lower lip and dragged his bag up the stairs and turned right down the hallway.He opened the last door and blinked.
The room's walls were white and the curtains were pink and ruffled.Yomi covered his mouth, eyes narrowing in disgust.
"Ill do some work with you before the week ends..."Yomi smirked to the room and shut the door behind himself.
Yomi sat on the edge of his twin sized bed and gazed out the lone window."And Im barring over this window too!"He growled and had to force back the thought of the previous night's fight with Kuwabara.
"Mom..."He sighed and jumped when a knock sounded on the door.
"Yomi?You all set up?I can help you unpack."Kurama said through the door.
Yomi sighed and used the bed behind him as leverage to leap onto the doorframe and balance himself.
The door opened beneath him."Yomi?"Blinked Kurama.
Yomi lowered himself and landed silently behind Kurama."Yes?"His expressionless mask taking over his face once more.
"You and Hiei are so much alike."Commented Kurama, shaking his head.
Mentally Yomi rolled his eyes but irl he shrugged."Not really.Thanks for the room though."
"Your welcome.I just wanted to ask if you wanted any leftovers from dinner."The redhead replied.
Yomi frowned,"No thankyou.I guess Ill go to sleep now."He said and walked to his bed and lay down, facing the darkening window without watching or listening to Kurama anymore.After a moment, the door closed.
"Im not gonna last long here......How am I susposed to act nice to people who don't want me here?"He muttered quietly to himself.
Yomi blinked, pointed ears twitching as he quickly sat up and pushed up and open his window.Into the yard of a surburban home across from them, a shadowed form that was too bulky and tall to possibly be human stalked.
Yomi considered calling for Hiei and Kurama, but they were probably conversating about how to get rid of him downstairs, he thought to himself.
"Then I'll just have to take care of it myself.."Yomi smirked in excitement and narrowed his eyes in concentratement a moment as he created a spirit sword in his palm.It was a black spirit sword and he had learned the technique from spying on Kuwabara over the years and knew that his stepfather hated him and would most likely try to strangle him if he ever found out.So Yomi kept it to himself and decided to survive his stepfather's wrath without perhaps killing Kuwabara in turn, the fool was as weak as a kitten in Yomi's eyes, he occupied himself with learning various techniques from different fighters around Tokyo and became more and more skilled.
Stretching a little, Yomi leaped out the window and onto the house across from his window.The shadow paused a moment before reaching forward to open the neighbor's window the get into the house.
"Stop.."Yomi growled lowly, sounding menacing as he slunk from the side of the roof to right above the demon.
"Who are you?"Smirked the ugly, red demon.
Yomi thought a moment before replying, "Death" And leaped onto the demon in a movement faster than even Hiei would have been able to detect and beheading the demon.
Yomi retracted his sword and smirked, eyes closed partway as the fumes of blood reached his nose.IYomi licked his lips.Then, blinking back to reality, he stared at the demon's body.
"What the hell am I susposed to do with this?"He muttered to himself and took the demon head by the hair.He gazed into the dead, glazed, eyes a moment before reaching down with his free hand to lever the body onto his shoulder.
Yomi oofed with the weight, but straightened and leaped back onto the roof and across the various rooftops to the city.
***
Heh.My first Yu Yu Hakusho fanfic-_-You can probably tell but er....Yeah.-_- Reviews please?
