Wow..................you people are actually wondering if my story's any
I thought it might be important to mention that I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho,
you know, important in a so-I-don't-get-sued kind of way. Ah, well, ON TO
THE PRE-CHAPPIE THING! FOLLOWED BY THE ACTUAL CHAPPIE! SODA AT SEVEN IN THE
MORNING IS BAD FOR YOU!!!!!!!!!!
"Oh, Hi-ei........." A voice called out behind the apparition. "Are you gonna wait for me or not?" He said, aggravated, running up to him.
"Raptor. Quit. Following. Me. You got your meal, so back off." Hiei looked up at the white irises in Raptor's eye. Raptor looked down and him and smirked.
"Well, what are you so mad about? Only the entire village is destroyed." He tried to make it sound like a bad thing.
"Youko beat us to it. He took everything valuable. We might of got there first if it weren't for the fact that some stupid hanyou had to go feed off a ningen!"
Raptor froze for a second. He sniffed the air carefully while Hiei death-glared a tree. He could faintly smell the youkai.
Swoosh. Thud.
They looked ahead towards the noise. Raptor craned his head in an extremely dinosaur-like way, considering he was one. Hiei raised a brow.
"Sounds like someone got hit with an arrow." Raptor whispered, moving the only long strand of black hair away from his eye.
"Hn." Hiei muttered.
"Think it's Youko?"
"When he dies, it won't be too soon. Let's go, Raptor." Hiei turned around and walked off.
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Seventeen years later
"Hey, Hiei, did you know that if you ate your vegetables, you could grow big and strong just like me?" Kuwabara laughed.
"Kuwabara, tell me something." Hiei said, almost nicely.
"Uh, okay, what?"
"Who the hell would want to be just like you?!" His voice returned to it's 'I hate everyone' tone.
"Why am I always babysitting you two?" Yusuke sighed in defeat. "Where's Kur- I mean, Suiichi?" Yusuke leaned to the door of Kurama's room when he said 'Suiichi', because half the time Kurama's stepfather (who just so happened to be a jerk and hate everything about Kurama, especially his friends) would stand near the door. Hiei always found it tempting to shove his katana through the door and see if it got him.
Kurama walked up the stairs, noticing his 'father' standing at his door. He sighed as he walked down the hall, figuring he was bound to be yelled at eventually. Kurama tried to brush past him to open his door, but he couldn't avoid his stepfather's voice or the hand that clenched his wrist as he was about to open the door.
"Suiichi, would it kill you to mention in advance that you have your little friends coming over? Because you just seem to get more and more unruly. And in my opinion, and surely your mother's opinion, you need to be punished." He hissed. (Help me out, I need the stepdad's name.)
"I'll try to remember that." Kurama glared at his stepfather.
"No, you're a smart kid, you will remember." He released Kurama's wrist and went downstairs.
Kurama sighed, for a human, his 'father' had a damn good grip, he thought, opening then closing the door behind him.
"Just one arm, Kurama, that's all I'm asking." Hiei said, not removing his gaze from the window.
"Stop, Hiei, before that offer starts to sound tempting." Kurama half- smiled. He saw Yusuke going through his desk drawer, pulling out a lighter.
"Newsflash, Kurama, in that body, you're seventeen. Shame, one year off..." Yusuke said, flicking the lid open.
"It's for incense, baka." Hiei said, still staring out the window.
"Yeah, whatever."
The tiny flame from the lighter suddenly flared up for a split second and nearly touched Yusuke's face, then died down.
Yusuke jumped and yelped in surprise. "Geez, Hiei, okay, god." He closed the lid before Hiei could try it again. "Kurama, why is your dad such a friggin' jerk?"
"It's his job, he just doesn't get paid for it."
"Huh. Sound like this spirit detective gig." Yusuke crossed his arms.
"You mean you're not getting paid either?" Kuwabara asked dumbly. "I thought it was just me."
Yusuke slapped Kuwabara in the back of his head. "You're a real idiot, didja know that? You think I'm getting paid and you're not so you keep your mouth shut."
"Sound's like the perfect employee." Kurama grinned. "Does the work but never asks for what should be a very large paycheck. I would consider him, how about you, Hiei?"
"Who would want to see that face five days a week?" Hiei turned to look at them. "I'd hire him just so I could get him fired."
"Gee, thanks, Hiei." Kuwabara muttered sarcastically.
"Anytime."
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The doctor fell to the ground, blood on the collar and shoulder of his labcoat. The young man standing above him sighed as he looked at his own shirt, which no longer matched half of the spiked hairs on his head. He then looked down at the doctor.
"See what you did, doc? Messed up my shirt, and I had an appointment." He stepped over him, and grabbed a few bags of plasma and put them in his pockets. "You ruined my lunch." He took the doctor's ID tag, which had a barcode on it for access into the room. "Doctors today, sheesh, no respect for clientele. Too bad there's no other hospital here, or I'd be going to them instead." He knew that the man was still alive, he could feel the man's body heat, and it was obvious he was holding his breath. "I guess you're lucky." He buttoned up his black denim jacket and walked out.
"Excuse me." He heard a woman say, obviously a young nurse. "But you can't be in this wing, it's restricted."
He turned around and grinned. "Sorry, I'm just a little lost. My grandma has pneumonia and she told me on the phone it was around here. I'll just go back down there and ask ICU, or is that restricted, too?" He said, dripping fake sweetness.
"Um, no, ICU's not restricted." She said nervously.
"Okay, beautiful, thanks." He turned around and walked away, smirking. /Being this good looking always pays off/ he thought, getting on the elevator.
The nurse went back to the counter, smiling. That guy, she thought, was real cute. Then she froze, were his eyes white?
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Okay, I'm stopping it there for now. Do you like my story so far, peoples? I'm thinking they'll run into each other in the next chapter. I've had this idea in my empty little head for a while now, so I thought you guys could see it, because I need as much emptiness in my head as possible. I dropped my other story I was starting, cuz, well, it was dumb! Pleeeeeezzzzzzzzzeeeeee R&R!
"Oh, Hi-ei........." A voice called out behind the apparition. "Are you gonna wait for me or not?" He said, aggravated, running up to him.
"Raptor. Quit. Following. Me. You got your meal, so back off." Hiei looked up at the white irises in Raptor's eye. Raptor looked down and him and smirked.
"Well, what are you so mad about? Only the entire village is destroyed." He tried to make it sound like a bad thing.
"Youko beat us to it. He took everything valuable. We might of got there first if it weren't for the fact that some stupid hanyou had to go feed off a ningen!"
Raptor froze for a second. He sniffed the air carefully while Hiei death-glared a tree. He could faintly smell the youkai.
Swoosh. Thud.
They looked ahead towards the noise. Raptor craned his head in an extremely dinosaur-like way, considering he was one. Hiei raised a brow.
"Sounds like someone got hit with an arrow." Raptor whispered, moving the only long strand of black hair away from his eye.
"Hn." Hiei muttered.
"Think it's Youko?"
"When he dies, it won't be too soon. Let's go, Raptor." Hiei turned around and walked off.
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Seventeen years later
"Hey, Hiei, did you know that if you ate your vegetables, you could grow big and strong just like me?" Kuwabara laughed.
"Kuwabara, tell me something." Hiei said, almost nicely.
"Uh, okay, what?"
"Who the hell would want to be just like you?!" His voice returned to it's 'I hate everyone' tone.
"Why am I always babysitting you two?" Yusuke sighed in defeat. "Where's Kur- I mean, Suiichi?" Yusuke leaned to the door of Kurama's room when he said 'Suiichi', because half the time Kurama's stepfather (who just so happened to be a jerk and hate everything about Kurama, especially his friends) would stand near the door. Hiei always found it tempting to shove his katana through the door and see if it got him.
Kurama walked up the stairs, noticing his 'father' standing at his door. He sighed as he walked down the hall, figuring he was bound to be yelled at eventually. Kurama tried to brush past him to open his door, but he couldn't avoid his stepfather's voice or the hand that clenched his wrist as he was about to open the door.
"Suiichi, would it kill you to mention in advance that you have your little friends coming over? Because you just seem to get more and more unruly. And in my opinion, and surely your mother's opinion, you need to be punished." He hissed. (Help me out, I need the stepdad's name.)
"I'll try to remember that." Kurama glared at his stepfather.
"No, you're a smart kid, you will remember." He released Kurama's wrist and went downstairs.
Kurama sighed, for a human, his 'father' had a damn good grip, he thought, opening then closing the door behind him.
"Just one arm, Kurama, that's all I'm asking." Hiei said, not removing his gaze from the window.
"Stop, Hiei, before that offer starts to sound tempting." Kurama half- smiled. He saw Yusuke going through his desk drawer, pulling out a lighter.
"Newsflash, Kurama, in that body, you're seventeen. Shame, one year off..." Yusuke said, flicking the lid open.
"It's for incense, baka." Hiei said, still staring out the window.
"Yeah, whatever."
The tiny flame from the lighter suddenly flared up for a split second and nearly touched Yusuke's face, then died down.
Yusuke jumped and yelped in surprise. "Geez, Hiei, okay, god." He closed the lid before Hiei could try it again. "Kurama, why is your dad such a friggin' jerk?"
"It's his job, he just doesn't get paid for it."
"Huh. Sound like this spirit detective gig." Yusuke crossed his arms.
"You mean you're not getting paid either?" Kuwabara asked dumbly. "I thought it was just me."
Yusuke slapped Kuwabara in the back of his head. "You're a real idiot, didja know that? You think I'm getting paid and you're not so you keep your mouth shut."
"Sound's like the perfect employee." Kurama grinned. "Does the work but never asks for what should be a very large paycheck. I would consider him, how about you, Hiei?"
"Who would want to see that face five days a week?" Hiei turned to look at them. "I'd hire him just so I could get him fired."
"Gee, thanks, Hiei." Kuwabara muttered sarcastically.
"Anytime."
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The doctor fell to the ground, blood on the collar and shoulder of his labcoat. The young man standing above him sighed as he looked at his own shirt, which no longer matched half of the spiked hairs on his head. He then looked down at the doctor.
"See what you did, doc? Messed up my shirt, and I had an appointment." He stepped over him, and grabbed a few bags of plasma and put them in his pockets. "You ruined my lunch." He took the doctor's ID tag, which had a barcode on it for access into the room. "Doctors today, sheesh, no respect for clientele. Too bad there's no other hospital here, or I'd be going to them instead." He knew that the man was still alive, he could feel the man's body heat, and it was obvious he was holding his breath. "I guess you're lucky." He buttoned up his black denim jacket and walked out.
"Excuse me." He heard a woman say, obviously a young nurse. "But you can't be in this wing, it's restricted."
He turned around and grinned. "Sorry, I'm just a little lost. My grandma has pneumonia and she told me on the phone it was around here. I'll just go back down there and ask ICU, or is that restricted, too?" He said, dripping fake sweetness.
"Um, no, ICU's not restricted." She said nervously.
"Okay, beautiful, thanks." He turned around and walked away, smirking. /Being this good looking always pays off/ he thought, getting on the elevator.
The nurse went back to the counter, smiling. That guy, she thought, was real cute. Then she froze, were his eyes white?
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Okay, I'm stopping it there for now. Do you like my story so far, peoples? I'm thinking they'll run into each other in the next chapter. I've had this idea in my empty little head for a while now, so I thought you guys could see it, because I need as much emptiness in my head as possible. I dropped my other story I was starting, cuz, well, it was dumb! Pleeeeeezzzzzzzzzeeeeee R&R!