The Indian in the Cupboard: YYH style.

One day, a girl got a magical cupboard passed down from her great-great-great-grandmother and her mother was giving it to her as a birthday present.

"You are now sixteen," her mother told her as she watched her daughter examine the cupboard with awe, "My mother gave that to me and her mother and her mother before her. I hope you have great adventures with it."

Now, Toshiba or Toshi for short, was an average 16 year old girl (ANshe was turning from 15 to 16), never been kissed, never been dated, never saw guys, never had any friends and always stayed with herself. People thought she was crazy about her fantasies with anime, especially her favorite show, Yu Yu Hakusho. She loved to watch it and always pretended she was a Spirit Detective. Always kept quiet and never told anyone about her stories, always she imagined being a cat demon whenever she watched the show. She even collected anime figures.

As she walked home from school, her black night hair was tucked neatly underneath a baseball cap, she never really liked to wear it out, always was a type of respect to her grandmother, and she passed the park. A group of kids from her class were sitting on the swings and talking until she came into view. One girl, with long blonde hair and green eyes spoke first, "Hey, Toshiba! Gone home to watch your anime?"

The others snickered as she stopped and looked at them, her dark brown eyes, like a desert as her mother described it, looked at the popular girl and her friends. She wasn't in the popular group, heck she wasn't in any group, even geeks; she was in a class all on her own. Or at least her brother said so.

Toshi bit her lower lip. The girl stood up. "What's the matter, can't ya talk? Oh, I forgot, you don't know how to."

This was half-true, when she was little; she never talked and so developed a weak voice that was barley sometimes a whisper. But every day she practiced and was able to at least say a few sentences, but they would always be spaced out.

"Run along now, little cookie, don't want to keep your precious anime waiting," she sneered causing the others to point and laugh. That was there nick name for her, cookie, because her skin looked like oatmeal cookies, although she thought it looked like mixed dark chocolate with caramel, giving off a unique skin color.

She didn't say anything and continued walking, leaving the echoes of laughter behind her. It was always like that for her, being picked on for what she wore, looked and acted, even for her voice problem too. Toshi didn't mind though, she liked how quiet she was.

As she neared the doorsteps to her home, a pair of roller blades stopped in front of her. She looked up to see her older brother, who was 18, Trey. He had short black hair that went to his ears and flared out in front, light brown eyes and a lighter tone color than hers. He wore a black shirt with his favorite rock band on front 'SPLASH', in big letters and baggy pants. He wore his helmet gear and looked at his baby sister.

"What's up squirt?" he said patting her head. She groaned annoyed. He always did that, making fun of her height. Trey was 6'2, she a merely 5'7 and he always took advantage of her when he had a chance.

But all in all, he was just like any loving overly protective brother as he sat down and took off his blades. Toshi smiled and held on to his helmet for him. She didn't know why, but she always liked it when he picked on her, it was his way of showing his affection for her, in a brotherly type of way, but sometimes he made her mad. And sometimes, he would be the gentlest person she knew underneath that rough exterior, he never made fun of her voice problem, not even once.

"By the way," he said as they walked through the door and hanged up their coats, there mother wasn't going to be home till late tonight. So she had to cook. "Here's your present."

He dug into his pockets and withdrew a Yusuke Urameshi figure in his famous school uniform. Toshi squealed in delight and took it, feeling and looking at every detail. She smiled at her brother a 'thank you' smile. He shifted uneasily.

"Yeah well, don't expect me to treat you special or anything," he said smirking and pulled her cheeks. "Now go make dinner, I'm hungry."

Rubbing her cheeks, Toshi dashed into the kitchen. By the time she had everything to make the pasta. Her favorite show, YYH was on. She turned on the tv on the stand near the table, sometimes they would watch and eat, and flipped it to channel 10. The intro started.

The toy figure stood on the kitchen counter as she put in the pasta. Humming Toshi watched the show with great interest. It was her favorite episode, when Yusuke died and was at his funeral, it always made her sad. After the show, when the food was ready, she set up the table and set up the table for two. If her mom had the late night shift, then she wouldn't be home till around midnight.

Toshi picked up a small bell and rung it. Her brother came stomping down the stairs. He walked into the kitchen with his hands in his pockets and slumped down in his seat.

"I hope its edible." She glared at him and placed the food on the mat. She took her seat, said a little prayer and started to eat.

Her brother poked at it first, then sniffed. "Your not trying to poison me are you?"

She gave him a 'I wish' look and continued eating. Fixing himself firmly in the seat, he took a measly bite and choked. "Dear god! It's edible!"

She scowled at her brother who, with a cocky smile plastered on his face, continued to eat his dinner like nothing happened. It was just his way in saying it was good, she learned that. After dinner and a good night, it was seven but they sometimes went to bed early, Toshi took her and the toy figure into her room.

It was an average size room, with a bureau, bathroom, bed closet and full-length mirror. Some clothes lay scattered about along the floor. She crossed the room and set the figure on her windowsill, where the rest of her YYH collection stayed. A complete set was worth a lot and she almost had them all, only needed Toguro.

The cupboard, which her mother gave her, was on the side of her bed. After changing into a baggy nightshirt, she picked up the Yusuke figure and examined it. Although it was made of plastic, it still looked like life. Life... Oh! How she wished her toy figures were real, that way, they could talk and listen as she told them stories and secrets about herself that no one never knew, not even her mother who acted as a companion at times. But it just wasn't the same; she needed someone to talk to.

"Magic...is...what...I...need..." she said to herself and sighed sadly. Of course, no such thing existed here in this part of the world. Mumbling to herself, she sat in front of the cupboard and opened it with a key her mother gave her.

She placed the figure inside and closed it back up, locking it. If only, if only. Snorting as how low she could go for anime, she slumped back into bed and underneath the warmth of her covers. Her long night black hair lay sprawled behind her. Slowly, from the day's events, she slipped off into peaceful slumber.

THUMP!

She moaned in her sleep and opened one eyelid.

THUMP!

Toshi sat up in bed, and listened more closely.

THUMP!

Her heart raced as the hushed silence of her room was interrupted by this thumping noise. Turning her head slowly next to her, the sound came again.

THUMP! THUMP!

It was coming from her cupboard, the key even fell out with a clatter.

Silently, she slid out of her bed and on the cold wooden floor in front of the cupboard. Extending a shaken figure, her heart accelerated with anxiety, fear and wonder, she picked up the key, placed it in the lock and slowly opened the door.

At first she thought she was still dreaming, but low and behold, they're sitting down cross-legged, was a living, breathing toy figure of Yusuke Urameshi. She stared in bewilderment as her eyes bulged out.

The toy, okay a living thing, stared up at her with equal shock and confusion. But what really took her breath away and knocked all of her senses, was when he talked!

"Hey, where am I?" he asked looking around. "This isn't Renkai." He looked up at her and screamed pointing his finger, "Holy moses! A giant!"

"OH...MY...GOSH!" She said in a small cry and fainted falling backwards.

Yusuke cursed and got up walking over to the fainted girl. Compared to him, she was a gigantic and could easily squish him. So carefully he made his way towards her face. He looked at her.

"Hey. Hey! Wake up!" he yelled. Toshi opened her eyes and turned her head to look at him. Instantly she snapped up and backed her way to the bed. She pointed her finger at him and stammered, "!"

Yusuke eye twitched. "What else will I be, dead? Now tell me are you a demon?"

Toshi didn't say anything but just stared at him. Her toy figure was alive, and talking? When she didn't answer, Yusuke held up his left index finger and pointed it at her. Toshis' widened as she realized what he was about to do. "Ohmygosh, oh my gosh, oh...my...gosh!"

"Well, if you are a demon," he said as the tip of his finger glowed blue, "then I guess you're toasted."

Before she could think or say anything he shouted, "SPIRIT GUN!"

A ball of blue energy came at her at hit her knee. She yelped and sprang to her feet. "Hey!"

She raised her foot and was about to stomp the little gnome creature when a knock came at her door. "Hey, Toshi, you alright?"

"Yes..." she replied shakily, but tried to make it sound strong.

"What ever," her brother said back and she heard him leave. Quickly she looked down and noticed that her live toy Figure wasn't there. She fell to knees and looked underneath the bed, wasn't there. Sitting back up, Toshi saw the bed covers move. Peering over the top of her bed, she saw her toy standing in front of her with his finger raised.

"SPIRIT GUN!" the blue light hit her square in the nose, it only burned. She whimpered and smacked her hands over her nose.

"Ow!" she cried silently and glared at the boy. "What...was...that....for? I'm...no...demon."

He didn't seem to buy it at first, but when he saw the look in her eyes he lowered his hand. "Sorry. I guess I got ahead of myself. My names Yusuke Urameshi."

"I...know...that..." she said rubbing her nose. This caught him off guard so she explained, "Your...a...toy...model...I...got...from...my...brother."

"I'm no toy," he said firmly, "for your information. I suddenly just wound up here. You're not a giant are you?"

She shook her head slowly. "Well, I know this must be a dream then," he mumbled to himself. Watching in awe, she extended a finger and poked him. "Hey!" he cried.

"You are...real," she whispered. Then it came to her. The cupboard! It must have been some type of magic! But now what was she supposed to do with him?

"What's your name?" Yusuke asked suddenly snapping her from her thoughts. She stammered at first. "T-Toshiba Wakimora. Toshi...for...short."

"Well, its nice to meet you Toshi," he said smiling. She blushed a little. Her favorite tv anime character was talking to her! How lucky can one get? She smiled slightly back and wondered if it did the others the same way.

Toshi sprang up and ran to her toy chest. She dug around it and took out Toharu, from Fruits Basket, Inuyasha from Inuyasha, Kenshin from Ruruoni Kenshin, Goku from DragonBAllZ and Cera from The Land Before Time. She took all of these toys and sat in front of the cupboard, placing them inside. Yusuke watched from the top of the bed.

Toshi closed the door, locked it, took a deep breath and reopened it only to let her jaw drop to the floor and her eyes widened.

They were all alive! Tohru looked confused and Kenshin had his big eye look on him. Inuyasha was picking a fight with Goku and Cera was running up and down.

"Wow...!" she said. They all stopped and looked at her. Cera screamed and Inuyasha unsheathed his sword. Tohru swayed and collapsed to the floor, Kenshin grabbed the handle of his sword and Goku scratched his head.

"Who are you?" he asked. Toshi quickly shut the door and turned the key. She reopened it and all of them were back to their original plastic form. She dumped all of them back in the toy chest and pushed the cupboard away from the bed. No way! That did not just happen. Her toys came to life! She started to hyperventilate.

"Soooo...you're saying I got here like that?" asked Yusuke in disbelief. Toshi nodded. Yusuke scratched his head in thought. "This is unbelievable. How am I going to tell Keiko this?"

Toshi folded her arms underneath her chin and rested it on the bed, looking at him. "Do... you.... want... to... leave...?"

He seemed kind of shocked at first by her sudden request. He looked at her. "If I don't go back I'll miss school," he placed a thoughtful hand on his chin, "and Koenma will probably won't be able to reach me to do work...." He suddenly grinned and looked at her. "Nope! I'll just think about this as my well hard earned vacation!"

Toshi sweat dropped. "That's...a...selfish...reason...." Either way though, she was happy about him staying, but then, where would he stay?

She pondered about this as he got a good look around her room. "So, you like anime, huh?"

She shook her head from thought. "Yes..."

"Don't you have friends to come over and hang out or something?"

"I...don't...have...any...friends...." She trailed off. Yusuke shrugged and smiled. "Hey, might as well get some good R&R!"

"But...where...?" she asked him looking around her room. It wasn't very suitable for little people to live, someone could get injured or worst lost in the dark space of her room. She shivered.

Yusuke shrugged. "Got me."

"Maybe...you...sleep...on...the...pillow...with...me...." she said thoughtfully tapping a finger on her cheek. 'Wait a minute, a guy sleeping practically sleeping in the same bed as me, a girl...'

Yusuke smiled broadly. "Okay."

Toshi was still trying to compute what she had just said. Then it hit her like a ton of bricks. "On...second...thought...."

She got up and dug in her closet till she found a small plastic bed, pillows, sheets and all, that her baby cousin had left when she visited and placed it in the cupboard. When she reopened it, the bed was no more plastic but real. Still thinking this was a dream and the Yusuke Urameshi wasn't really here in miniature form, she placed the bed on the midnight stand next to her bed.

Yusuke climbed up and examined it. "Looks like it will have to do now."

Toshi climbed in into her bed, as Yusuke did with his, but not before removing his jacket. Toshi stared at him. "Is...there...really...demons...in...your...world...?"

"Yeah, but some are cool, take Hiei and Kurama for instance," he said placing his hands behind his head and leaning back.

"I...could...try..." she mumbled to herself falling asleep. Soon she was deep in slumber. Yusuke watched her for a while. She really was pretty and had a nice skin color. He yawned and went off into sleep.

FANG: this was inspired by a movie I watched, The Indian In The Cupboard.

HIEI: so?

FANG: it had a lot of meaning on how to be a man!

YUSUKE: but you're a girl.

FANG: so?

KUWABARA: can girls be guys?
YUSUKE: not if they're transsexual.

EVERYONE: hmmm...

FANG: I know what you're thinking. --'

KURAMA: please review.