Disclaimer: I want you all to remember that the YYH characters are NOT mine. I have no relation to them at all. At All, you hear? Anyways, here's my story. All the characters that AREN'T YYH I own. Just so you know.
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The Makai tournament has begun and the Spirit Detective, Yusuke Uremeshi, and his four teammates, Kurama, Hiei, Kuwabara, and the Masked Fighter, are relaxing in their hotel room.
Kuwabara finished chugging a two-litter soda bottle, belched, and stood up very quickly.
Yusuke opened one eye and looked at him. "What's the matter? You have to go to the bathroom, now?"
Kuwabara nodded vigorously. "Yeah. No one's in there now, right?" Yusuke looked around. "Well, obviously if we are all here. If so, then no one's in there."
Kuwabara frowned as he ran into the bathroom, shouting, "Shut up, Uremeshi!"
5 Minutes Later
A loud explosion, a sound of falling water, and an extremely loud scream rang throughout the hotel room. Everyone turned in the direction of the bathroom, and was astonished to see Kuwabara completely drenched and holding a stench of poop.
Hiei scrunched up his nose in disgust. "Idiot, you stink!"
Kurama nodded in agreement. "Yes. You do seem to be emanating a very bad… stench."
Yusuke put his arms behind his head. " What happened? Did you fall in?"
Kuwabara glared at Yusuke. "Darn it, Uremeshi! Will you listen to me?"
Yusuke stuck one of his fingers in his ear, twisted it about, and popped it back out. "I'm sorry. Did you say something?"
"No, but I was about to," huffed Kuwabara.
Yusuke cocked an eyebrow. "Well?"
Kuwabara shook his head. "The toilet water shot out of the toilet, the shower head came off, and gallons upon gallons of water came out, and from the sink as well! I didn't do anything, either!"
The Masked Fighter rolled her eyes. "You idiot. That happened because of a very, very adept water/ice demon."
Both Yusuke and Kuwabara shouted in unison, " Really?"
"Yes, you fools!" said the Masked Fighter in annoyance.
"Mph… Fwa, ha, ha, ha! You guys really are slow!" came a voice from the bathroom doorway.
The group turned toward the door at the same time to find a longhaired girl, who looked exceedingly beautiful and petite to be here competing in a tournament.
"All of you guys are morons. Honestly, I've been here for five minutes straight. I mean, even the demons on your team didn't even know that I was here!" said the girl as she laughed.
Kurama gave the girl a cold glare. "And whom might you be?"
"My name is Sakura."
Hiei unsheathed his sword. "Ahh, a flower. How appropriate. Because I'm going to rip all of your petals off!" he yelled as he charged at the girl.
However, the delicate little Sakura gracefully sidestepped the attack, and grabbed a hold of Hiei's arm, twisting it, making the sword drop from his hands. Then, she sent him flying back with one blast of her energy.
Hiei sat up, and looked at her in astonishment. (I mean, after all, this is Hiei!) He had never been de-sworded before, especially never so gracefully. And by a woman, no less!
"I see that you have acquainted yourself with our dear Sakura. She's you new sixth teammate," said Koenma as he walked into the room.