Side note: The summary sounds dark..because in the long run this story deals with some dark themes. However, in the beginning I'm going to try and make this story light and cheerful (Okay, maybe not too cheerful). To make up for the dark story line that is to come... So, yeah.

This is my first YYH HP crossover! Yeah! I've been obsessed with those fan fictions for a long time and I finally decided to do one of my own. This story, however, will be much different than the usual story lines, because it's not fun to follow the ordinary. ;)

Some things you must know: I LOVE Kuwabara. Those of you who hate him and love to bash him, do no bother to review expressing that. I will delete it. I personally don't understand why you don't like him: he's loyal, nice, has morals, and is just an all around good guy. Don't mess with him.

Secondly, this story will focus on Yusuke in the beginning of this story, but it will eventually get a bunch of other characters into it. Thirdly, this is not a yaoi story. Sorry.

Fourthly, I'm a full time college student and working part time, so I've barely been able sleep let alone do anything else. So, there will be long intervals where I won't get the next chapter up. So it is up to you guys to keep me going by reviewing. Really. I survive off of reviews. They taste like chocolate creme puffs. Yuummm. So don't forget to push that little button at the end of the page and review...You know you want too...

Pairings for this story (That I currently know):

Yusuke X Keiko

Kuwabara X Yukina

Hiei X Mokuro

Harry X Ginny

Ron X Hermione

Malfoy X Pansy

This story will take place after the last episode of YYH, and the fifth book of Harry Potter, just because that book is pretty much the turning point of the entire series.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, the books, or the anime, but I do own this plot, so don't steal it!

Enjoy!

Realities Conundrum

Chapter one

Darkness seeped over the lands, sinking into the core of the Earth. Some invisible barrier, a barrier that spanned the entire world, darkened the light that had once shown brightly in the sky.

Upon the ground was grass covered in thick, rich colored blood. The trees and buildings that had once been erected in the lively town were gone, replaced by piles upon piles of bodies. Their faces were twisted in agony and fear, frozen in a moment of time, forever capturing their last moments. Upon those soiled grounds lay two prostrated figures holding hands, eyes closed in resignation. There was no terror for them, only peace in their final moments that they had tried their hardest.

It was done. It was over.

They had lost so much.

Screams echoed in the darkness, neither here nor there. Their screams a sentiment of what had happened and what was continuing to happen. Their death was in vain, and their life was cut too short. They were over run too fast by the Demonic creatures that brought only death and destruction in their wake.

Everything had happened so fast, falling into place like pieces of a puzzle snapping together. Otherworldly creatures appearing as if by some divine intervention to finish them off – be their downfall. But all of them were gone now and all that was left was a reminder of what they were now.

Servants to the Lord.

All hail the Lord!

It was quite simply, a beautiful day. The sun was shinning brightly, refusing to allow any clouds a portion of their territory. Rays of light bounced off the trees, making the forest look not as ominous as it probably should. In fact, there were even birds tweeting somewhere in the tangled mess.

Yusuke Urameshi, ex-Spirit Detective, stomped childishly away from the open doors of the large temple. Incessant chattering could be heard from the opening door, gossiping about the latest news and fashions, or whatever they could think of. He hardly wanted to be apart of that conversation and had gladly left, but as it was he was in a large temple with nothing to do. It seemed everyone was gathered in the 'meeting room' as it was so dubbed.

Sitting on the edge of the walkway, he sighed heavily and put his head in his hands. He refused to admit he was pouting, but he was darn near close. A perfectly good day and he was dragged up those long flights of stairs just so Keiko could have some time with her 'girlfriends'. Damn women.

He had stopped being a detective for several years and was now eighteen. It was the summer, and it had been a hot one. Keiko had just graduated from school and was now adamant about him getting a job. Still pending on that one, seeing as he never finished high school and his only experience was fighting demons.

Wondering how exactly his interview would go, he almost failed to notice the very loud and obnoxious 'ping!' coming from several rooms down.

Standing up, he curiously walked towards the other building, surprised to see all the video games lined against the wall. As he thought back to Rando, he supposed she would still have some of those spiritual games. However, as he started to really look at some of the games, he realized that they weren't even training games! They were arcade games.

Eyes lighting up with excitement, he momentarily forgot the original reason why he was drawn to room in the first place. He started to walk down the many aisles, trying to find his favorite game, hoping that Genkai and put it in. It was after all one of the best fighting games out there.

"Gr! Darn it!" There was the sound of someone hitting a machine followed by several more grunts. "I can never beat this stupid thing!"

"Perhaps you should have more patience," came a calm voice, obviously the voice of reason.

"It's a fighting game," the other person replied weakly. "It's not about strategy, it's just about hitting the buttons."

Yusuke grinned cockily and stepped out where he knew his friend was waiting. "It seems you can't even beat a computer game! Has your daily whoopings from me left you that unnerved?"

Kuwabara jumped in surprise and turned away from the machine he was currently giving a bad time. "Urameshi! What are you doing here?"

He shrugged and eyed the game. "Keiko wanted to come up here so I escorted her."

"Right, more like she dragged you!" Kuwabara smirked. "I guess she has you wrapped around her little finger!"

Yusuke grounded his teeth. "Fine then, why are you up here?"

"Don't change the subject," Kuwabara crowed. "We're talking about you and your girl problems!"

Yusuke smirked knowingly. "Shizuru dragged you up here."

Kuwabara hung his head, only giving a grunt for a response.

"So, you were dragged here by Shizuru and I was dragged here by Keiko," Yusuke turned towards Kurama. "So, why are you here?"

Kurama sat stoically on a bench not too far away with an open book in his lap, a hand splayed across one of the pages. He gave Yusuke a smile. "I was visiting Genkai when Shizuru and Kuwabara came. It appears that the girls wanted to visit with each other."

"Visiting? Why were you visiting Genkai?" Yusuke wondered out loud.

"We were simply talking," was his airy reply.

"Uh-huh." Yusuke squinted at the book in Kurama's hands, moving past Kuwabara. "We're in a room full of arcade games and you're reading? What is so interesting that you'd rather read?"

"It is in fact the sixth Harry Potter book."

"I thought the seventh came out a while ago," Kuwabara replied, not even looking up from the game he was playing.

"That is correct," Kurama said. "However, after reading the last book I decided to re-read the series to see if I missed any nuance or clue that gave away the seventh book."

Yusuke blinked. "Why can't you just enjoy good entertainment without picking it to pieces?"

"The idea of a plot is to have clues and hints as to where it will eventually end up, it is entertaining to in fact find those clues. Perhaps you should go back and read the earlier books. I've found them to be a great deal more interesting now that I see where the series ended up."

"Eh, no thanks," Yusuke waved him off. "Reading the series once was enough. Besides, it was so stupid. Harry should have killed that Voldemort guy from the beginning."

Kurama raised an eyebrow. "He was not skilled enough when he had the chances, nor was the time right."

"Sure," Yusuke rolled his eyes. "I probably could have whooped Voldy's ass in a matter of minutes!"

Kuwabara looked up this time from the machine, the game cheerfully declaring 'you lose!'. "Yeah right. Quite being a pain in the ass Urameshi. You couldn't defeat that guy."

"I bet I could," Yusuke growled, whirling on Kuwabara. "One Spirit gun to the head and – BAM! He's dead."

"Well then," Kuwbara said, pausing to think. "What about the Horcruxes?"

"I would have found them like," he snapped his fingers, "that! Then I would have killed Voldemort."

"I doubt it," Kuwabara said loudly. "He has a wand! How would you know how Spirit gun would compare to a wand?"

Yusuke smirked. "That's because it doesn't compare!"

Kurama sighed and turned back towards his book, ignoring the idiotic argument taking place several feet in front of him.

"Look!" Yusuke stated. "The point is I would've beaten him several books ago if I was Harry." He stepped up next to Kuwabara who was banging the machine again. "Now step aside and let the master do his work."

"Hey," Kuwabara started, but it was effortless as he was already pushed aside.

Yusuke bit his lip in concentration as his hands moved fast and quickly across the buttons. Right uppercut, kick, squat, and punch! It was all fluid to him even in the game, as effortless as breathing.

"So Kurama," Kuwabara, said, sitting down next to his friend, "how's the business going?"

Kurama put the book down and looked up at his friend. "It is going well. Our business has grown this year by three percent and I can only see it rising in the future."

"Wow," Kuwabara whistled. "Do you think there's any chance you can put in a good word for me?"

Kurama smiled. "Of course."

"Hey!" Yusuke said, momentarily taking his eyes off of the game. "I'm the one really looking for a job. Kuwabara just started college!"

"Well you should have finished high school," Kuwabara snipped back. "Besides, with the degree I'm going for, this job will be perfect."

"Besides," Kurama said kindly, "I do not believe this is the kind of job you would like to take. Or stay at for that matter. Perhaps you should look into owning an arcade store?"

Yusuke was about to reply to that comment when a cheerful "Yusuke!" reverberated throughout the room.

Yusuke faltered and missed a crucial opening. He didn't even bother to look up. "Botan! What the hell are you doing here?"

"Well that's no way to greet someone," Botan replied back haughtily. She stood in the entrance to the room in her pink kimono, her blue hair held loosely in a ponytail. Her ore had already disappeared, as she relinquished it to put her hands on her hips. "I'll have you know I've come all the way from Spirit World to deliver an urgent message," she paused. "One that all of you should hear."

"It better not be the whole saving the world from demons thing again," Yusuke stated, barely missing an attack that would have killed his character.

"You better be in the meeting room in five minutes or I'll send the girls in to come get you," Botan dished. She then stomped out of view, mumbling to herself as she did so.

"You died!" the machine happily declared, as the sad marching song came on.

"Damn," Yusuke groaned, smacking his head against the machine. "I guess we can go and see what she has to say."

Kurama nodded, having already gotten up from his position. "I'm sure if it was too serious she would have explained so."

"What the hell do you mean demons are disappearing the Makai?"

"Calm down Yusuke," Botan cried. "We still don't know all the details."

"How the hell do demons disappear?"

"I hate to say it, but Urameshi's right," Kuwabara piped in. "How can demons disappear? I thought the Spirit World had it all under control?"

"Well, you know there are still lots of levels of the Makai the Spirit World can't control," Botan started, but was interrupted by Yusuke.

"You didn't say 'we can't find them' or 'we're worried because we haven't heard about them', you said 'they're disappearing'. Besides, I thought that new King –Lord-dude was supposed to make things all better!"

"He has dimwit," Genkai put in gracefully. "Under Enki, the Makai has gained much of its former glory. Lands are being united and a friendlier attitude towards humans is slowly sinking its way into all the demons. It was in fact Enki himself that told Koenma of these disappearances."

"How come you know all of this?" Yusuke asked, curious.

"I've been staying informed of the situation for several weeks now. Kurama came by earlier to talk and discuss these occurrences."

Yusuke sent Kurama a dirty look, which his friend pointedly ignored with an innocent feign.

"So what does this have to do with us?" Shizuru asked, blowing the smoke from her cigarette out of her mouth.

"We just think that you all should know," Botan said nervously. "Just in case something happens."

"Like what?" Yusuke asked, raising an eyebrow.

"We're not sure," Botan replied. "We just know that something is going on. It would be nice if our ex-detectives knew about it, seeing as we currently don't have one."

"Yeah, yeah," Yusuke said. "So what are we supposed to do now that we know what's going on?"

Botan fidgeted and brought out a small bag from her kimono. From the bag she pulled out six round objects. "We want you to have these communicators with you at all times. Just in case something happens."

"Okay! Seriously, what's with this 'just in case' crap!" Yusuke cried out, exasperatedly. "Obviously you think something's going to happen."

"It's just that," Botan bit her lip and looked at Genkai for guidance. "All of the demons that have disappeared so far were some how closely related to Yomi, Mokuro, and Raizen."

A heavy silence descended upon the group. After several minutes, Kuwabara reached out and grabbed one of the communicators. Slowly, the others followed suit.

"So, we're just supposed to call if we hear anything?" Keiko asked, opening the small device for a closer look.

"Anything at all," Botan replied seriously. "We need to get to the bottom of this before something bad happens."

"Yeah," Yusuke whispered. "Bad."

Footsteps echoed in the room, as shoes hit hard wood floor. It was dark in the room, as all of the employees had gone home for the day. Off to the side was a desk meant for the receptionist and proudly declared in bold letters above the desk was the name 'Kurageshi Co.'. Further down was a door that had the words 'Vice president' written on it.

A slim hand went out and opened the door, smoothly walking into the room and turning the lights on. The room was very large and in the center was a large oak desk with an equally large chair. Windows were off to the side revealing a beautiful view of the surrounding area. On the other side of the room were shelves filled with books, paperwork, and personal items were scrunched into any available space.

The chair turned around, and red-piercing eyes stared into green ones. "Where were you?" came the question from the red-eyed man.

"Hello Hiei," Kurama said with a smile. "I was at Genkai's for a meeting. It appears as though it's getting worse."

Hiei raised an eyebrow, not moving from his position. "Worse?"

"Yes," Kurama walked over to the desk and put his communicator on it. "The Spirit World just told us to look for anything out of the ordinary."

"They're getting desperate." It wasn't a question.

"Yes. It's understandable. High ranked demons are disappearing into the thin air. I believe it warrants at least some concern."

Hiei scowled. "I would be of more help if I was in the Makai." His voice held anger in it.

"Mokuro believed she did the right thing by sending you back here," Kurama said softly. "The last thing she needs is her right hand man disappearing on her. When this is all cleared up you can go back."

"Better start working then, fox. I'm not going to sit idly by forever."

"I know Hiei," Kurama replied. "We're doing the best we can with the information we have." He opened one of the books, revealing it to be hallowed. Several items were already placed in it and he grabbed the communicator and placed it carefully in the hole. "Just do me a favor and keep a look out. The sooner we find out what's wrong, the sooner you can go back to Mokuro."

"Hn," was his reply. There was an awkward silence as if Hiei was waiting for more information.

Kurama paused. "Yukina is still sick," he started, answering the unspoken question. "She was in bed resting when I got there. Genkai is unsure if it has to do with the her being in the Ningenkai for so long or if it has something to do with this case." He looked back up at his friend, who was shrouded in darkness. "Maybe you should visit her?"

"She doesn't need to be coddled," came Hiei's sneer. He stood up and walked towards one of the open windows. In an instant Hiei disappeared and was gone from sight.

Kurama sighed and slouched down into his chair, after placing the hallow book in the shelf back where it belonged. "More puzzles pieces," he whispered. "But what is the final picture?"

Turning towards the computer, he turned it on to finish his work. He paused for a moment, before starting to write a letter of recommendation for Kuwabara to send to his father.

Lightning cackled out in the distance, shooting out from a darkened sky onto a musty ground. It hit the land with a mighty cry, destroying everything that it touched.

From the window, it looked far from significant, blurred by both dimmed glass and heavy moods. A man stood at the window with his back towards the scenery. He had long black hair with large white horns jutting out and was adorned in rich clothes. Upon his face were forever closed eyes.

"I believe you fail to see the big picture, Enki," he said, his voice silky smooth. "Powerful and high ranked demons are disappearing, and quickly. If this is not stopped soon all of our subordinates will have disappeared."

In front of him was a large oval table with three others sitting down. One was draped in bandages from head to toe, only orange hair sticking out at odd angles, one was a monk adorned in red clothes, and the other was none other than Lord Enki himself.

Enki stood up, his large body taking up most of the edge of the table. "I understand the problem Yomi, and we're doing all that we can to put an end to this."

"I'm sure you are," he replied back smoothly.

"We can't risk this getting out too far or else mass panic will spread," the monk stated, harsh features only illuminating his darkened face. "It's already hard enough to stop the demons from attacking the Ningenkai. If this got out they would blame the humans."

"But we cannot risk anymore of us to disappear," Yomi replied back. "What'll happen if I disappear, or you Mokura, or even you Enki?"

There was silence among the group until Mokuro spoke up. "There is something more here then what we see. I have been given reports of those who have seen their colleges literally disappear into thin air. Nothing demon nor human can do this. Nothing from the Makai or Ningenkai can cause someone to completely disappear into thin air."

"Are you," Enki paused. "Are you suggesting that the Spirit World is causing this?"

"No," was Mokuro's decisive reply. "All I'm saying is that this is beyond our control and understanding. This is much more than just quarrels or kidnappings. This is something completely new, and something that should be carefully watched and understood before acting upon."

Enki sank back down into his chair and heaved a great sigh. "Then we shall wait. We must have faith that whatever is happening will reveal itself soon."

Outside the lightning cackled again, a symbol of what was to come.

Yusuke let out another groan as Keiko steered him into the building of white doom. For a paper company, it was definitely white. Upon the walls were pictures of the past CEO's and a heaping load of – paper, plane sheets of paper, nicked onto the wall.

He hardly wanted to work for a paper making company, but Keiko had insisted explaining that she had actually managed to get an interview for him. So there he was, being dragged down the halls in a new suit to the interview of doom. Yes, doom.

Keiko pushed him into the final room and smirked in victory. "All you have to do is wait here for the person to come out and call her name. It's real simple." She pushed him onto a chair, making Yusuke feel like a child.

"I'll be back in two hours to pick you up." She pointed her finger at him accusingly. "You better not walk off. This was the first interview in months I've been able to get you. Don't let me down."

"I won't," Yusuke mumbled, feeling soundly beaten and embarrassed.

Keiko smiled and kissed his cheek. "I'll be back later." She walked out of the room without a second though, her skirt swishing behind her.

Yusuke grumbled and sank low in his chair as he looked around. There were two other guys there, one of them was openly staring at him with a grin and the other was trying to avoid looking at him. He glared. "What're you staring at?"

"Dragged here by your girl huh?" asked the man who was staring at him. "Seem kind of young to be going for this kind of a job."

"Yeah well," Yusuke said loudly, "tough."

The man snickered. "You have balls boy, but that isn't an asset here in this kind of industry. You need to be smart."

"Pfft," was Yusuke's reply. "More like you need to know how to kiss ass." He gave the man an appraising look.

The shy man stifled a laugh while the others face got red. "That's no way to treat your superiors."

"More like elders," Yusuke snipped back.

The other man was about to reply, but the door opened and a pretty woman stepped out. She looked at him and said with a smile, "Mr. Kuwino, you will now be seen."

He nodded curtly at her before sending a glare towards Yusuke, who resisted the urge to flip him off.

"Jerk," he whispered when the guy had disappeared. "Hope he doesn't get the job," he said loudly enough for the other guy to here.

The other guy gave him a nervous smile.

"I'm Yusuke by the way."

"Hino," the other man offered. "Truth be told, I'm kind of wishing that I don't get the job." After Yusuke raised an eyebrow, he continued, "All this paper tacked up to the wall is kind of freaking me out."

Yusuke laughed. "Yeah, me too. Makes me wonder if all the companies are like that."

Hino shrugged. "I just don't want to end up a paper-loving freak."

"Amen to that," Yusuke muttered back.

The woman in the interviewing room only half listened to the interview on her side of the door. The man was qualified, but arrogant. The last thing they needed was another cocky bastard. That was why they were hiring in the first place. Too many on site accidents from people who thought they knew everything.

And from the looks of it, it looked like the interviewer was smitten with the guy. Only divine intervention would stop this guy from being hired.

There was a scream of pure terror from the other side of the door, followed by a loud crash. All three of them were up out of their seats and headed towards the door in a matter of seconds, still hearing the constant wailing of a man.

Shakily opening the door they all looked outside to see what was wrong. The sight they saw was not what they expected. The man, Hino, was frantically searching everywhere for something, scouring the room and tipping chairs and tables, screaming as he did so.

The other boy, Yusuke, was nowhere to be found.

"At least that damn brat is gone," came Mr. Kuwino's grunt.

The interviewers eyes narrowed at him and –ding! There was the divine intervention. But as she stared out into the room where Hino was screaming, she had to wonder what was going on.

And where was that kid Yusuke?

"No…You can't…"

"Stop…You don't understand…"

"DON'T!"

A black haired boy lurched forward in his seat, green eyes wide and wild. It took him several seconds to realize he was still in the compartment of the train and there were four sets of worried eyes upon him.

"Harry," said the girl closest to him. She had messy brown hair and soft features. "Are you alright?"

He blinked a couple of times. "Yeah, I think so." He swallowed thickly, his voice feeling hoarse and scratchy. Ron handed him some water wordlessly. "What happened?"

"You fell asleep," Luna said with all seriousness, which was an odd combination with her airy look.

"Oh," Harry said softly.

"What were you dreaming about?" Hermione asked. "It sounded awful."

Harry fidgeted under all the worried and scrutinizing stares. "Uh, I don't remember."

Luna made a small 'hmm', and turned back to her upside down paper, Neville looked unsure as to what to say, but Ron looked determined. "That's rubbish! We're you're friends. You know you can tell us anything."

Harry paused, searching deep into his mind, but for the life of him he couldn't remember. "I-I just don't know. All I remember is that it was dark and someone was laughing."

Hermione and Ron looked at each other. "Someone was laughing?" Hermione all but whispered. "Who?"

Harry was slightly annoyed. "I don't know who," he snapped, but instantly regretted it. "Sorry."

"It's okay," Hermione said, smiling softly. "We're almost there so we should probably get dressed."

Harry nodded wordlessly and stood up to get ready. Ron and Hermione left first, soon followed by Harry, Neville, and Luna. They walked towards their carriage meeting with the other two with understandable worry about Hagrid. Everything felt wrong since he woke up and he couldn't help but feel out of place. When they came upon the carriage he was slightly disturbed that no one else saw the dark horses.

"But they're right there," Harry said, pointing to the horses thinking it should be obvious.

"I still don't see anything," Ron said, waving his arms around. "There's nothing there, like every year."

"But," Harry started, but was beaten to the punch.

"Woah!" came a surprised, but happy shout from further down. A boy around Harry's age was standing in front of another one of those horses and was staring at it with bright eyes. Funny, he had never seen that guy before.

"Who's he?" Harry asked, pointing to the boy who was now trying to touch the horse.

Ron gave him a look like he had grown an extra head. "He's Dean and Seamus's friend. We've seen him every year."

It was Harry's turn to look at his friend funny. "What are you talking about? I think I would have remembered someone like him."

"Are you feeling alright Harry?"

"ARGH!" Harry turned back to the boys' direction to see him in the air. The horse had bitten the boys' clothes and was now lifting him up and down softly neighing, as if boasting about its' prize. The boy on the other hand was shouting and waving around wildly, trying to get free.

Hermione let out a soft squeak, Ron turned pale, and Neville looked like he didn't know what to do. "He's floating!" Ron hushed, wide eyed.

The kids near that area had all but created a ten-foot radius between the floating kid and themselves. The poor boy was alone in his flight to get away. No longer was he trying to smack the horse holding him, he was now trying to slip out of his robes and leave them with the odd creature.

None of them noticed Luna walk over to them. She smiled dreamily at the scene. "I think she likes him."

No one said anything.

After the strange scene no one said a word as the carriage brought them to the castle. The dinner was delicious as usual, Dumbledores' speech was uplifting, and the hats song was just plain weird. The only thing unusual to report was Hagrid not being at the dinner and the Umbridge woman interrupting the headmaster's speech.

When they got to the Gryffindor room there were whisperings, but they didn't stop when Harry entered much to his pleasant surprise. Neville looked up and beckoned them over to the small group huddled together. Off to the side was the weird kid that Harry had never seen before.

Shooting the kid a frown, which the kid responded to with a goofy grin, he walked over to the group, Hermione and Ron beside him. "What's going on?"

"Professor Trelawney collapsed!" Neville said, concerned for the woman. "Dean saw the whole thing. Tell them."

Dean paused uncertainly. "Well I was walking down and there was Professor Trelawney walking towards me. I said hello and she just stopped and stared at me." He paused and swallowed. "Then she started to convulse, so I started calling for a teacher. But then she started screaming, saying something about the lines were warped and that the world was wrong."

"The world was wrong?" Ron cocked his head. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Professor McGonagall started to come down the hallway to see what was going on," Dean continued. "But before she could get here Professor Trelawney grabbed me and looked at me, square in the eyes! And said 'the destruction of reality is here. The flight of the wicked will come bringing creatures of death.'"

There was silence in the room. "You can't be serious," Seamus spoke up. "This is Professor Trelawney we're talking about. She wouldn't know what a premonition was even if it was right in front of her!"

Several of the others agreed, feeling relieved at the moment.

The trio stood off to the side as the people started going off to bed. "I hope she's alright," Hermione whispered. "But I wonder what that meant?"

"It's probably rubbish," Ron said, uncertainty in his voice.

"I don't know," Harry said, his eyebrows knitting together. "But what she said about the 'world being wrong'. I don't know. I haven't felt right since the train."

His friends stared at him. "You should have told us sooner," Hermione cried worriedly.

"I didn't want to upset you," Harry said with a sheepish smile. "But something is definitely not right." He froze and looked back up the stairs to where the strange kid was touching the walls with apparent fascination. "Okay, will somebody tell me who the hell he is?"

Ron blinked and said with a tone that clearly said it was the most obvious thing in the world, "That's Yusuke. You know, Yusuke Urameshi. He came in the same year as us. You've talked to him a couple of times."