Disclaimer: Try avoiding having an LCD monitor on a kitchen table. It leaves way too much room behind the monitor, which can be useful, but it's annoying sometimes. (I keep my manga and games back there, though.)

Hey, do you remember that one AARP life insurance add?

Ya' know, where the one lady says, "LARRY, WE NEED MORE LIFE INSURANCE!"

And her husband says, "Sure do," In a… suspicious tone…

Well, here's what they were REALLY thinking, just using characters from Yuyu Hakusho, instead of Larry and… that one Jane Doe lady. (Well, she's not dead, but she probably will be an un-identified corpse by the end of this fanfic… ;3) But she'll still be in the story, by the promises and reassurance of my twistedness and garuantees from the representation of Me in Fanfictions, Shellf N. Sert.

Now, don't be silly, this is a fanfic, I don't own anything. Not AARP or Yuyu Hakusho, not this computer, monitor, desk, keyboard…. Not even the couch I watched this stuff on, the house I was in, or the T.V. being used. Get the picture? I hope so.

Well, whatever, you hopefully get the point, and the A/N is awfully long, I need to get to the story.

Enjoy!

xoxox

It was a peaceful, sunny, morning, in the town of… Somewhere that Yusuke Urameshi would probably live… there was an old couple, secretly plotting each other's demise. And, as you may have guessed from the Author's Note, and by a previously said sentence in the story, the peaceful couple is Yusuke and Keiko Urameshi.

Keiko, who was now grey and withered, walked into the kitchen with the mail. She sat down at the table and sorted through the mail. About halfway through useless "Do you want to be a Mormon?" and "Subscribe now and you'll get a free piece of crap that you could easily buy at the store for a much better deal then this" adds, she found a post-card from Genkai. Here's what it said:

"How the heck to you live with that dimwit, anyway, even more so, you've lived with that dimwit for the past 60 or so years. I couldn't even stand him for 2 months. Hm, that idiot. How do you do it? It's like the fact that I'm way past 100 and can still run faster than normal on my own, two, real legs. Oh, and Pu's acting funny, like Yusuke's plotting something, I'd watch out. It's much worse than skirt-flipping."

Heh, Genkai's still alive and well. Keiko thought, instantly forgetting about the warning part, Botan was right when she said that Genkai'd outlast us all. Keiko thought to herself, with a little mental chuckle. Well, if she does outlast us, who's going to get her land…? Who's family? Kuzuma's, mine… I wonder if Kurama has a family in the human world? Keiko began to ponder; He was no ugly duckling, after all. And I wonder how Botan and Koenma are doing…? Oh well… I'll probably be seeing them soon…

Keiko wrote back to Genkai, congratulating her on her spectacular, miraculous health. She then got down to the bottom of the pile, wading through all the useless items, to find her bills. Much to her disliking, she did not find any phoenix downs. She found her health insurance bill, right as Yusuke walks into the kitchen.

"Yusuke, we need more life insurance." Keiko complained. "Sure do." Yusuke replied, rather… suspiciously… Yeah, so you can just wither away, already. And get rid of you, you're starting to get annoying, after 60 years. Yusuke evilly thought. I can just go to demon world and be the king there, anyway. I need to do that eventually. Yusuke thought as he was trying to wake up.

"Hey look, it's an add from AARP. It's a real good deal, and all we have to do is pick up the phone!" Keiko exclaims. Yusuke sits down and calmly explains, "Don't worry, I already called!" He then explains all of the health insurance-ee stuff. "But Yusuke, with your health, it'll cost a fortune!" Keiko worriedly exclaimed. "No worry, AARP has low, affordable costs!"

xoxox

Yes, I'm aware that this chapter's length is THE ULTIMATE FAIL. But it's only an intro to the fic, and it's based off of a short skit in a commercial where the announcer is explaining policies about Health Insurance. Sort of hard for a 13 year old to fathom. Actually, I think I was twelve when I wrote this…

I'd like some yummyful constructive critisism, since I'm absolutley SURE that my grammar is atroscious!

Contest! OMG!: If you can guess what mail add I based the "Subscribe now and you'll get a free piece of crap that you could easily buy at the store for a much better deal then this" on, you'll get some virtual pudding! I'll post the answer at the end of the next chapter, and hand virtual pudding to the people who guessed right!

Attention everyone! This is the Neighborhood Watch Committee, informing you on Random Trivia! And remember, Necrophelia is still illegal!- Dedicated to Lanipator.Pu is the atomic symbol for Plutonium, ha. He sure is one kick-ass phoenix, ne?