A/N: Hey, guys. This is my very first fic. Yoroshiku onegaishimasu. I hope you enjoy it. I took very special care to all my stories' grammar and spelling, so that you can read it comfortably. But if you spot any typos, please let me know. Any comments will be gladly accepted and replied at the end of the story. Yep this is not a one-shot. I'm planning to make it a three-shot, since I have no idea about Yusuke's dream. If anyone have any idea, please be generous.
Disclaimer: Yu Yu Hakusho does not belong to me. It belong to the great Yoshihiro Togashi-sensei. And so does Hunter x Hunter, which is on hiatus right now. Sigh. Where did you go, Togashi-senseiiiii!!!!!!!!!! *cries*
Nuff' talk. Enjoy!
Chapter 1: Mothers and Beauty Contests
Miss Tokyo Election will be held soon. Kurama is getting more and more irritated every passing day, with the way his friends urged him to enter, assuring him that his 'feminine charm' and intelligence will surely earn him the title. Even his mother is starting to creep him out. The proud glances she threw at him, and how she fussed over his appearance. He can barely stand all of these, thinking that it will all be over soon.
He is, however, proven wrong when one day, as he answered a doorbell, a microphone is suddenly shoved into his face. Our poor fox-boy, initially expecting a pizza delivery, can only stood agape as the reporter, a young woman in her prime with a large, sparkling smile plastered against her face, and a bulky cameraman entered his house, welcomed by his beloved, currently elated mother. They sat on the couch, and to his utter confusion, his torture began.
"Shuichi-san, how do you keep your hair so… shiny and soft?" the woman asked, over-enthusiastically.
"Um, I… didn't really do anything to it, it's just natural, I guess…" he answered. What in hell is going on??
"Really? And what about your skin? It's so smooth! Do you use any special treatment to nurture it?" Question two.
Smooth? Despite all those scars I gained in all those battles? Well I guess that's thanks to my youkai blood… but there's no way I can say that! What's with the questions anyway? Why are they even here?? And why is mother staring at me like that??? "No… not really…" he answered between his train of thoughts.
"No way! Come on, Shuichi-san! Don't keep your secrets to yourself like that! The other competitors have told us everything!" she whined.
Competitors?? "Um… Miss? What exactly are you reporting again?" he asked, getting scared.
"Why, The Interview with the Miss Tokyo Candidates, of course! It's very popular! Don't you watch it?" she exclaimed, genuinely surprised.
You can actually hear the clang of Kurama's jaw dropping. And the sound of Yoko ROFLing. Well, that is, if we look at his inner thoughts. Outside, he managed to keep his composure, up to the point where only his eyes widened.
"E… excuse me? How am I a candidate? I've never enrolled in such a competition! There must be some kind of mistake!" And furthermore, I'm a MAN!
"No, we're quite certain…" the reporter said while rummaging through her bag. "Ah, here it is! Here's your enrollment form! It is signed by the name Minamino Shiori. See? There's your picture." She pointed out cheerfully.
Unable to dilate his pupil any further, Kurama finally let his jaw drop. He immediately turned to his left and caught his mother's eyes. MOTHER??? WHAT THE HECK?????????
Shiori, being the caring mother she is, saw the 'WHAT THE HECK?????????' written across her son's pretty, sparkling, bright, wide, irresistible, ahem… questioning eyes. But since the truth is the truth, she decided to tell the truth itself.
"Well, you see Shuichi… It's because I think you actually have a chance to win, and since I know you wouldn't do it yourself, I helped you enroll!" Even if you're a boy, sweetie. She added with a saccharine smile.
"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she *cough* he screamed and escaped to his bedroom, leaving his tormenters stunned at his sudden outburst. He banged his bedroom door shut and calmed himself to catch his breath. "I can't believe this. Mother, how could you?" he panted.
"Hn. Has that human finally betrayed you? Serves you right, growing so attached to a pitiful human like that." Our (at least my) favorite baritone voice said.
"Hiei!" finally, someone sane! Kurama exclaimed happily, forgetting to defend his beloved mother, like he usually would. "No, it's not like that! Listen…" then he told him everything, from the beginning, since Hiei had just returned from Makai, hence missing all the recent events.
"So, there's this human competition, which pits several supposedly attractive female human against each other, to find out which is the most attractive of them all. And then, your mother signed you in, because she thought that you are pretty enough to win, espide that you are a MALE?" Hiei concluded.
Kurama nodded eagerly, waiting for Hiei's comment on what should be done. Maybe I should escape to Makai for a while. But what about school? Nah, this is much more important... I wonder what Hiei thinks about this stupid event?
"Well then…" Hiei started, "I think you should join in, Fox. After all, you ARE pretty enough. With the right touch, I bet no one will have a second thought about your gender. Actually, this is quite a good idea. Maybe I should suggest Mukuro-sama to hold something similar. Then, you should come to Makai and join too. That way, you will be the prettiest guy in both Tokyo AND Makai..."
He kept rambling on, which is quite impossible, considering that he is HIEI for God's sake! Hiei does not RAMBLE! But at the moment, Kurama has already spiralled down into despair, accompanied only by his reverberating "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO……….."
"…" NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO……….
"…!!" …….OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO………
"…chi…!!" …….OOOOOOOOO…… wha?
"Shuichi!!!"
Kurama is shaken awake by his mother, worry displayed clearly in her eyes. Obviously he had screamed in his sleep.
"I'm fine, mother. Sorry for worrying you" he said.
"Are you sure? You are drenched in sweat! What happened?" she asked frantically.
"It's alright, mother. It's just a dream." he smiled, trying to calm her down.
"Alright then. Anyway, you should get up now. It's morning!" she said lovingly.
"Yes, mother." he answered, happy because it was all just a dream. Of course, he thought, there's no way mother would do such a thing. And Hiei too. He shuddered as he thought about Hiei's OOCness in his dream.
"By the way, do you know that Miss Tokyo Election will be held soon?" she asked.
Kurama, in the midst of taming his bed-hair (as if he has any), immediately tensed up. His mother noticed this and glanced at him. She noticed something and walked across the room towards him. She took a strand of his hair in her finger and felt his facial skin with the back of her hand.
"Oh, my. Your hair is getting dull. And your skin is quite dry. You should take care of your body more Shuichi, or else you wouldn't be able to…"
"NO I DON'T WANT TO JOIN THE ELECTION!!!!" his outburst took them both by surprise. Kurama felt bad for yelling at his mother, but is too panicked to care.
"Eh? No, I meant you wouldn't be able to look fresh like you usually do, but if you actually want to enroll, I wouldn't decline… I guess you're big enough to choose what you like to do now…" she answered quietly.
"What? Nonononononono! Mother, I'm not like that!!"
"It's alright, sweetie, it's not your fault. I won't mind, even if you're… different…"
"NOOOO! Mother!! You have to listen! I'm normal! I'm straight!!!"
"There's no need to hide it from me, dear. I've noticed how you sometimes talk alone in your room with that little friend of yours. Hiei, is it? And you never accept the confessions of all those cute girls. Don't worry, there are others like you too…"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed, jumping out through the window and running away to nowhere.
"Sigh, he's so shy…" Shiori smiled sadly. Children grow up so quickly…
A/N: That's it! Next would be our favorite fire demon's dream! I promise I'll update soon. Please R&R!!
