Frist and formost let us do the disclaimer. *Taps the chalk board*
"I own...."
Class yells "Shit"
"Thank you class."
Yu Yu Hakusho and said characters within the show manga and/or full length amination are owned, but not protected from crazied fans *twicth, twicth*, by it's creator and his associates. Unfortunatly I am not one of them.
Ok I know I should be finishing up the other five fan fic I have, but hey I am having a slight but oh so cumbersome mental block. Bare with me (Oooh nekkidness) as I work my way through it.
***Warning- Warning you are now entering a Beta free zone. Please excuse the lack a correct grammar, puncuation and tense.****
My Diary
Yusuke
Just when I thought school couldn't possible be more of a torture then it all ready was, lo and behold I get this assignment. What the big deal you ask isn't just like any of your other assignments? Oh no, this fucker blows in the worst way possible. It is a diary, yes a "Oh my god life is so shitty I wish I could just die because Hanzi dose not like me" bitch book. Of course the teacher tried to convience the class it wasn't a dairy but a manly journal. I had to put my feet up for a second because the bullshit was geting a bit deep. I think he saw me and he quickly added a few stipulations. Frist of all it is to be filled out by you only, you can't have a friend or lacky fill it out for you. Secondly, dont make stuff up to make it more interesting and the opposite goes as well if you did something that you know is going to take five pages to write do not put do you did nothing just to get out of writing. Thirdly, this journal will count for over half of your grade so fail this and I will be seeing your pretty little mugs again, I mock.
"Fuck me." I mummble as I lean back in my chair.
Kuwabara
We have to fill out a journal. I guess that cool. I mean now I can write down all the thing that happen to me. All my victorious battle against neighboring school's so called elite. Yes this would sort of like a documentation of my life. By the rampagic (not a word, sue me) mood Yusuke was in I belive he got the same assignment and is not pleased. I wonder if Kurama has the same assignment. I am sort of glad we will be doing this because I know how to write and I enjoy writng about mself. Finally a easy high mark.
Kurama
"Interesting" I muse running a finger down the spine. I place the stark white paged book on my computer and fish out an identical copy given to my by the teacher. I getup and hand it to my company scowling in the shadow casted window sill.
"Hiei it will be....Fun" I know how much he hate when I use that word.
I quickly duck down avoid incoming boot.
Hiei
I snatch the book from Kurama and immedatly chuck the closest thing I could get my hands on.
"Fun my Jagan" I mummble taking my leave out the window still holding the idiotic book under my arm.
He wants me to write down what I do all day long, that just so ningen. I leap to the next tree and start writing.
*~* Day 1
Eat.
Kill
Sleep. *~*
I close my book day one done.
"I own...."
Class yells "Shit"
"Thank you class."
Yu Yu Hakusho and said characters within the show manga and/or full length amination are owned, but not protected from crazied fans *twicth, twicth*, by it's creator and his associates. Unfortunatly I am not one of them.
Ok I know I should be finishing up the other five fan fic I have, but hey I am having a slight but oh so cumbersome mental block. Bare with me (Oooh nekkidness) as I work my way through it.
***Warning- Warning you are now entering a Beta free zone. Please excuse the lack a correct grammar, puncuation and tense.****
My Diary
Yusuke
Just when I thought school couldn't possible be more of a torture then it all ready was, lo and behold I get this assignment. What the big deal you ask isn't just like any of your other assignments? Oh no, this fucker blows in the worst way possible. It is a diary, yes a "Oh my god life is so shitty I wish I could just die because Hanzi dose not like me" bitch book. Of course the teacher tried to convience the class it wasn't a dairy but a manly journal. I had to put my feet up for a second because the bullshit was geting a bit deep. I think he saw me and he quickly added a few stipulations. Frist of all it is to be filled out by you only, you can't have a friend or lacky fill it out for you. Secondly, dont make stuff up to make it more interesting and the opposite goes as well if you did something that you know is going to take five pages to write do not put do you did nothing just to get out of writing. Thirdly, this journal will count for over half of your grade so fail this and I will be seeing your pretty little mugs again, I mock.
"Fuck me." I mummble as I lean back in my chair.
Kuwabara
We have to fill out a journal. I guess that cool. I mean now I can write down all the thing that happen to me. All my victorious battle against neighboring school's so called elite. Yes this would sort of like a documentation of my life. By the rampagic (not a word, sue me) mood Yusuke was in I belive he got the same assignment and is not pleased. I wonder if Kurama has the same assignment. I am sort of glad we will be doing this because I know how to write and I enjoy writng about mself. Finally a easy high mark.
Kurama
"Interesting" I muse running a finger down the spine. I place the stark white paged book on my computer and fish out an identical copy given to my by the teacher. I getup and hand it to my company scowling in the shadow casted window sill.
"Hiei it will be....Fun" I know how much he hate when I use that word.
I quickly duck down avoid incoming boot.
Hiei
I snatch the book from Kurama and immedatly chuck the closest thing I could get my hands on.
"Fun my Jagan" I mummble taking my leave out the window still holding the idiotic book under my arm.
He wants me to write down what I do all day long, that just so ningen. I leap to the next tree and start writing.
*~* Day 1
Eat.
Kill
Sleep. *~*
I close my book day one done.
