Eternity's A Long Time

Disclaimer: Yu Yu Hakusho and any of its characters don't belong to me; cause if they did Keiko would be gone! GONE! And in her place would be my OC, Riyu, who happens to have the same hair color as my favoritest musician in the whole wide world, Tori Amos! I believe she called it...auburn crimson? Yes, I think so. OH YEAH! And I would alter Kuwabara's face to make him look more human...heh...heh....

Momo: TERRIE! THAT WAS MEAN!

Terrie(Rabbit): Awwww, bite me!

Momo: Alright, come here and I will!

Terrie: Dude, I wasn't serious!

Momo: WELL FINE! I'm going to go find some catnip...

Terrie: Fine, go. So, anyways, this has no Keiko- *can hear Melissa crying happily in the background* -uhh...yeah. So, this fic is a....DUN DUN DUN....ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSE!!! Therefore, Yusuke is not a spirit detective, Botan is not his assistant, etc. Oh yeah, and I'll probably put up a couple chapters chock full of bloopers after this fic is done. Everybody LOVES bloopers! Right...? *crickets chirp* WELL FINE! *sniffle* I'll start writing this then...

Chapter One

The Bottled Beauty? There's

a Perfume Bottle Under the Sink!

Most stories start out with an opening sentence right? Well, usually when a certain sentence opens, that tells you how the thing should start off and continue. All stories, except this one. You see, this particular story starts out with, "Yusuke opened the front door after a rather boring and tiring day of school." Most would say to themselves that this story was going to turn out rather boring, tiring, and uneventful. That is not the case. If you enjoy boring, tiring and uneventful stories, then by all means, turn back here, for this will speed up quite fast. And I assure you, it will most likely not be boring, tiring, and uneventful. With that said, our story starts...

Yusuke opened the front door after a rather boring and tiring day of school. His mother was no where to be found, no surprise there, and a huge pile of dirty dishes rested in the sink, threatening to topple over and break into a bazillion tiny pieces that would surely cut open the bottom of his sensitive feet!

He kicked off his shoes, and made his way over to the sink. With a heavy sigh, the teenage boy with slicked back dark hair, scrunched back his sleeves, and reached for the dish soup, "Don't tell me we're out of friggin dish soap!" he cried while holding up the empty bottle.

Yusuke threw the empty plastic container into the garbage, and looked under the sink for some more soap. He was in luck when he spotted a bottled that was fuchsia in color with a pull out top, as far as he could tell it was dish soap. He grabbed for it, and stood to his full height, "What the hell? This is a perfume bottle!" he said loudly.

His curiosity got the better of him, and he yanked out the top. The smell of papaya fruit filled the kitchen, causing Yusuke to cough, before shoving the top back on, "Holy-"

"Papaya fruit."

Yusuke jumped and spun around in shock. A young girl, probably his age, sat on his counter. Her hair, an auburn crimson, was just barely at her shoulders and very wavy. She was pale with dark brown eyes, and Yusuke noticed that she was very cute as well. She wore white silk cloth that barely covered her breasts and lower body region, and Yusuke could swear he could see her nipples!

"W-Who the hell are you?!" he yelled, still in shock that the girl had literally appeared out of nowhere.

"So, you're the one who opened the bottle? I'm Riyu, and you are my master," she said, resting her chin in her perfectly manicured hand.

"What the hell are you talking about?" he yelled at her.

"No need to yell, I have perfectly fine hearing. You must be new at this, okay, I'm gonna explain this slowly and only once, so listen. You found my bottle, and opened it, making you my master. I am a Fifth Level djinni, meaning you get five, and only five wishes! No wishing for extra wishes. No bringing back dead people. No wishes for me to be your wife, sex slave, etc. And don't break the bottle," she said, "I had a master who broke my original bottle, and I had to sleep in a nail polish bottle until it could be replaced."

"Whoa, wait! You're telling me you're some kind of genie? Like that story?" asked Yusuke.

"No, I am DJINNI, different. Genies are male and can only grant three wishes. Djinni are female and have levels. Five being the highest and strongest, one being the weakest. I am a level five, thus allowing five wishes that are within the rules to be made and granted," she said.

Yusuke nodded dumbly, "Also, if you really wish to set me free, don't wait until you've made your first couple of wishes, as that just proves that you're greedy. If you really wish to set me free use your very first wish to do so and lose the remaining wishes," she said, "although why you would want to do that is beyond me."

By this time she had jumped off the counter and was filing her nails, but stopped when she noticed Yusuke staring uncomfortably at her, "What?"

"Um...can ya put some clothes on or something?" he asked, his face a bit red.

She shrugged and gave a flicked of her hand, causing a little pop sound to go off. She had gone from the white skimpy outfit to conservative black jeans, black flowing top, and black poet's hat. She looked up from her nail filing and asked, "Well? Have you thought of a first wish yet, or am I going to have to sit around bored until you have?" she asked.

"No I haven't! Go away!" he snapped.

"Well someone's in a rotten mood!" she snapped back before dissipating leaving a bit of lilac color smoke behind.

Yusuke stomped off to his room, completely forgetting the dishes, which were still in the sink.

Still piled close to the ceiling.

Still dirty.

And still threatening to topple over and break into many tiny pieces and slice up Yusuke's sensitive feet!

~*~

Terrie: SPLAAAAAAAAAAH!

Momo: Splah? Is this your mating call?

Terrie: NO!! Just, argh! Never mind!

Momo: *grins triumphantly* I win!

Terrie: Whatever...I need to take a shower!

Momo: Like I need to know that!

Terrie: Shut up! You're mean! *stomps off*

Momo: Uh...okay...well...review...I guess....oh yeah, and TERRIE DESERVES TO KNOW THAT I'M GOING ON STRIKE!!!!