Flaming Hell
Two ships head towards the same island, one an ancient Chinese junk, chock full of seven powerful fighters, protecting a silly little glutton girl. The other is more modern, guided by four young fighters, their older mentor, and a few random girls. Although their destinations different, due to circumstances beyond their control, cough* a certain lightning controlling bad girl, incompetent crew, etc, they both were headed towards a certain wooded island. This place, covered in lush jungle, steamy hot pools and foaming waterfalls was truly the Eden of Earth. Well it was. Until off the shore, a small accident occurred, involving the two opposite boats and teams.
"Big oaf! You really think you are capable of steering this ship through this storm?" Hiei growled, leaning back on the rails, slightly amused.
"Shrimp! I'm sure I can. It's no harder than controlling my radio control toys." Kuwabara replied, grinning and not paying attention to the lightning ahead. "Whoops." He grinned again, sheepishly.
"Maybe I should take over?" Kurama suggested, aware that Hiei would only be amused for so long.
"Yes, let a competent one take over and get us out of this idiotic storm." Hiei muttered, rolling his eyes.
"Speaking of storm, this does not seem like the work of nature." Kurama observed.
"Of course not." Genkai, their "mentor" snapped. "It's obviously the work of someone's chi, but who?"
Meanwhile, a cloaked and hooded Soi cackled manically in the air. Of course, the Yu Yu Hakusho crew didn't notice this at all. Aboard the other ship, a monk with a silly mask was furiously praying for safety.
"You think this will help, no da?" Chichiri asked nervously, the sweat dripping between his clasped palms.
"No, he's going to keep throwing up forever. It's no use." Nuriko sighed, glancing away as he held a bucket to his side, where a slightly green Tasuki puked into now and then.
"I was raised in the mountains! I've never been near the water! Whaddya expect?" Tasuki grumbled. "I think I'm better now."
"Well you better be." Nuriko muttered. "You threw up for the whole trip so far."
"Not my fault that healer didn't have a cure for seasickness." Tasuki pointed at Mitsukake.
"Hmm?" Mitsukake turned around innocently.
"We must dock! Who's captaining this vessel, no da." Chichiri shouted, interrupting the arguing.
"Tamahome." Tasuki started, then noticed him with Miaka a few feet away. "Never mind."
"You irresponsible brat!" Nuriko lashed out at him. "We could have DIED! I could have RUINED my pretty dress!"
"I though Chiriko and Hotohori had it all handled." Tamahome stopped touching Miaka for a few seconds.
"Hotohori is still at the palace!" Nuriko shouted, his arms waving around, trying to get Tamahome's attention.
"And ya know Chiriko's little problem." Tasuki added in a whisper.
"Yeah, yeah." Tamahome rolled his eyes. "I'll go."
"Soi's lightning is tearing up our ship, no da." Chichiri ignored the others. "We must land on that island."
"Aye aye!" Tamahome let go of the steering wheel in a mock salute.
"Tamahome! Watch out!" Miaka rushed towards him. "What's that other ship?"
Aboard the other sailing catastrophe, Hiei was clearly aggravated at Kuwabara's attempts at captaining the vessel. Peace would not last for long, especially with the increasing storm.
"Someone's chi?" Kurama scratched his head in thought. "But who can control the heavens?"
"Someone not from our world it seems." Genkai paced nervously. "And if they continue, we won't have any ship anymore." She passed a snoring Yusuke and slammed him on the head.
"OW! You old hag! What was that for?" Yusuke rubbed his smarting head.
"Try to make sure those two don't kill each other, ok?" Kurama joked, but with seriousness in his voice. "Genkai and I must discuss this strange supernatural thunderstorm."
"Sure whatever." Yusuke yawned and trudged towards Hiei and Kuwabara.
"Now if we land at that island over there." Genkai muttered to herself.
"Genkai?" Keiko peeked her head out of the door. "Are we there yet? Do you need any help?"
Glare*
"Uh.Keiko, why don't you help Yusuke and the others steer this thing?" Kurama suggested, and pushed Keiko off to the side. "Genkai, this storm is wrecking our boat. We must land now!"
"Yusuke! Hiei! Big oaf! Land this thing immediately!" Genkai called out and left.
"Well that works too." Kurama grinned nervously. Sweatdrop* He begins to walk away, but turns around at the last moment. Something bothered him.must be that huge ancient Chinese junk speeding right towards them.
"Yusuke! Hiei! Kuwabara! Keiko! Genkai! Watch out!" He shouted and pointed at the approaching vessel. "There's a ship about to hit us! Turn the other way!" Unfortunately, a loud clap of thunder prevented the others from hearing him, so he sprinted to the wheel and turned it furiously.
"Hey! Kurama! What do you think you're doing?" Kuwabara stopped fighting for one second.
"That junk is about to." Kurama started to explain, still concentrating on steering.
"What junk?? What's a junk?" Kuwabara glanced around wildly.
"Idiot." Hiei snickered.
"An ancient Chinese ship!" Kurama cried in vain.
"Huh?" Kuwabara didn't get it.
"Aw shut up and let the man steer!" Yusuke smacked him. "Come on! Let's fight!"
"Baka ningen." Hiei glared towards the junk. "It's no use, Kurama. It's going to hit us and kill all the humans.how dreadful."
"Well I have to try at least!" Kurama gave it another spin, but the violent winds of the storm blew the ship off course anyway.
At the same time, Chichiri, the only semi-intelligent one of the Suzaku crew cried, "We're going to crash no matter what. We can't control this ship under such terrible conditions, no da."
"Well aren't you Mr. Optimistic." Tamahome grumbled.
"Well, if SOMEONE hint hint, did their job of maneuvering this junk, we wouldn't be in this mess!" Nuriko scolded him.
"There's a storm!" Tamahome retorted.
"What are we gonna do??" Tasuki ran around nervously, like an idiot. "I can't swim! I hate water!"
"Remain calm, Tasuki. It's the only way. Our fate is inevitable, but still remain calm, there is hope." Chiriko patted him wisely.
"Ahhh! Where d'ya come from? And intelligent all of a sudden?"
"Please, I take that very seriously." Chiriko blushed.
"We must gather everyone! No da." Chichiri commanded.
"Where's Miaka?" Tamahome yelled.
"In the kitchen. She's totally oblivious. Humph." Nuriko muttered. "Idiot."
"Mitsukake! Chiriko, Tamahome! Chichiri, Nuriko! Come here!" Tasuki shrieked, although most of them were right next to him.
"We're right here! No need to yell!" Nuriko and Tamahome covered their ears.
"Well this is the moment.no da." Chichiri whispered and they huddled together, eyes closed, waiting for the impact.
"This is it. We're going to crash." Kurama called calmly.
"WHAT?!" Kuwabara looked up, and Yusuke stopped punching him.
"Moron. He's been telling you that for ten minutes. But you were too busy killing each other. Ha." Hiei grinned.
"ARGHHHHH!" Yusuke growled. "Why us? Damn! I had a lot of things to do before I died the first time.I'm not willing to die again. no way!
Two ships head towards the same island, one an ancient Chinese junk, chock full of seven powerful fighters, protecting a silly little glutton girl. The other is more modern, guided by four young fighters, their older mentor, and a few random girls. Although their destinations different, due to circumstances beyond their control, cough* a certain lightning controlling bad girl, incompetent crew, etc, they both were headed towards a certain wooded island. This place, covered in lush jungle, steamy hot pools and foaming waterfalls was truly the Eden of Earth. Well it was. Until off the shore, a small accident occurred, involving the two opposite boats and teams.
"Big oaf! You really think you are capable of steering this ship through this storm?" Hiei growled, leaning back on the rails, slightly amused.
"Shrimp! I'm sure I can. It's no harder than controlling my radio control toys." Kuwabara replied, grinning and not paying attention to the lightning ahead. "Whoops." He grinned again, sheepishly.
"Maybe I should take over?" Kurama suggested, aware that Hiei would only be amused for so long.
"Yes, let a competent one take over and get us out of this idiotic storm." Hiei muttered, rolling his eyes.
"Speaking of storm, this does not seem like the work of nature." Kurama observed.
"Of course not." Genkai, their "mentor" snapped. "It's obviously the work of someone's chi, but who?"
Meanwhile, a cloaked and hooded Soi cackled manically in the air. Of course, the Yu Yu Hakusho crew didn't notice this at all. Aboard the other ship, a monk with a silly mask was furiously praying for safety.
"You think this will help, no da?" Chichiri asked nervously, the sweat dripping between his clasped palms.
"No, he's going to keep throwing up forever. It's no use." Nuriko sighed, glancing away as he held a bucket to his side, where a slightly green Tasuki puked into now and then.
"I was raised in the mountains! I've never been near the water! Whaddya expect?" Tasuki grumbled. "I think I'm better now."
"Well you better be." Nuriko muttered. "You threw up for the whole trip so far."
"Not my fault that healer didn't have a cure for seasickness." Tasuki pointed at Mitsukake.
"Hmm?" Mitsukake turned around innocently.
"We must dock! Who's captaining this vessel, no da." Chichiri shouted, interrupting the arguing.
"Tamahome." Tasuki started, then noticed him with Miaka a few feet away. "Never mind."
"You irresponsible brat!" Nuriko lashed out at him. "We could have DIED! I could have RUINED my pretty dress!"
"I though Chiriko and Hotohori had it all handled." Tamahome stopped touching Miaka for a few seconds.
"Hotohori is still at the palace!" Nuriko shouted, his arms waving around, trying to get Tamahome's attention.
"And ya know Chiriko's little problem." Tasuki added in a whisper.
"Yeah, yeah." Tamahome rolled his eyes. "I'll go."
"Soi's lightning is tearing up our ship, no da." Chichiri ignored the others. "We must land on that island."
"Aye aye!" Tamahome let go of the steering wheel in a mock salute.
"Tamahome! Watch out!" Miaka rushed towards him. "What's that other ship?"
Aboard the other sailing catastrophe, Hiei was clearly aggravated at Kuwabara's attempts at captaining the vessel. Peace would not last for long, especially with the increasing storm.
"Someone's chi?" Kurama scratched his head in thought. "But who can control the heavens?"
"Someone not from our world it seems." Genkai paced nervously. "And if they continue, we won't have any ship anymore." She passed a snoring Yusuke and slammed him on the head.
"OW! You old hag! What was that for?" Yusuke rubbed his smarting head.
"Try to make sure those two don't kill each other, ok?" Kurama joked, but with seriousness in his voice. "Genkai and I must discuss this strange supernatural thunderstorm."
"Sure whatever." Yusuke yawned and trudged towards Hiei and Kuwabara.
"Now if we land at that island over there." Genkai muttered to herself.
"Genkai?" Keiko peeked her head out of the door. "Are we there yet? Do you need any help?"
Glare*
"Uh.Keiko, why don't you help Yusuke and the others steer this thing?" Kurama suggested, and pushed Keiko off to the side. "Genkai, this storm is wrecking our boat. We must land now!"
"Yusuke! Hiei! Big oaf! Land this thing immediately!" Genkai called out and left.
"Well that works too." Kurama grinned nervously. Sweatdrop* He begins to walk away, but turns around at the last moment. Something bothered him.must be that huge ancient Chinese junk speeding right towards them.
"Yusuke! Hiei! Kuwabara! Keiko! Genkai! Watch out!" He shouted and pointed at the approaching vessel. "There's a ship about to hit us! Turn the other way!" Unfortunately, a loud clap of thunder prevented the others from hearing him, so he sprinted to the wheel and turned it furiously.
"Hey! Kurama! What do you think you're doing?" Kuwabara stopped fighting for one second.
"That junk is about to." Kurama started to explain, still concentrating on steering.
"What junk?? What's a junk?" Kuwabara glanced around wildly.
"Idiot." Hiei snickered.
"An ancient Chinese ship!" Kurama cried in vain.
"Huh?" Kuwabara didn't get it.
"Aw shut up and let the man steer!" Yusuke smacked him. "Come on! Let's fight!"
"Baka ningen." Hiei glared towards the junk. "It's no use, Kurama. It's going to hit us and kill all the humans.how dreadful."
"Well I have to try at least!" Kurama gave it another spin, but the violent winds of the storm blew the ship off course anyway.
At the same time, Chichiri, the only semi-intelligent one of the Suzaku crew cried, "We're going to crash no matter what. We can't control this ship under such terrible conditions, no da."
"Well aren't you Mr. Optimistic." Tamahome grumbled.
"Well, if SOMEONE hint hint, did their job of maneuvering this junk, we wouldn't be in this mess!" Nuriko scolded him.
"There's a storm!" Tamahome retorted.
"What are we gonna do??" Tasuki ran around nervously, like an idiot. "I can't swim! I hate water!"
"Remain calm, Tasuki. It's the only way. Our fate is inevitable, but still remain calm, there is hope." Chiriko patted him wisely.
"Ahhh! Where d'ya come from? And intelligent all of a sudden?"
"Please, I take that very seriously." Chiriko blushed.
"We must gather everyone! No da." Chichiri commanded.
"Where's Miaka?" Tamahome yelled.
"In the kitchen. She's totally oblivious. Humph." Nuriko muttered. "Idiot."
"Mitsukake! Chiriko, Tamahome! Chichiri, Nuriko! Come here!" Tasuki shrieked, although most of them were right next to him.
"We're right here! No need to yell!" Nuriko and Tamahome covered their ears.
"Well this is the moment.no da." Chichiri whispered and they huddled together, eyes closed, waiting for the impact.
"This is it. We're going to crash." Kurama called calmly.
"WHAT?!" Kuwabara looked up, and Yusuke stopped punching him.
"Moron. He's been telling you that for ten minutes. But you were too busy killing each other. Ha." Hiei grinned.
"ARGHHHHH!" Yusuke growled. "Why us? Damn! I had a lot of things to do before I died the first time.I'm not willing to die again. no way!
