Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or Harry Potter
An: This chapter will be in elder Toguro's POV so it may seem a bit twisted. Also the next chapter may or may not be in Harry's POV but after that chapter it will go to first person I am using these POVs to show the mind sets of the characters and set the ground work for the feel of the story. So no complaining.
Enjoy
He was a simple man. You could easily meet him once and know his entire character. He lived for his blood lust and thrived in the pain of others. He enjoyed his work, all the so called 'atrocities' he committed were his idea of a fun time.
He only cared for two people in the entire world. One was himself , of coarse, the other was his younger brother. No one else mattered. Sure he had a few 'friends' who's mindset were like his own but they could die tomorrow and he'd never bat an eye. Hell he could kill them himself and get a kick out of it.
Yes he was a simple man. His brother was of a similar mindset as himself of course. He wouldn't think otherwise. Yes his marvelous little brother who's brilliant idea had brought them immortality and a comfortable if not lavish existence was the apple of his eye.
Which is why he found it odd when his brother came back to their temporary abode with a brat in his arms. Oh it was a nice looking brat but still what would he want with such a scrawny and useless thing. It made no sense.
"What's that brother? A bed time snack?" He asked a slightly amused tone to his voice.
"No. A new pet." Was all his brother said before taking his new…'pet' to the bathroom.
The elder brother had to laugh at that. Well this was a first his brother had taken on a pet. Sure he had seen a few human crime lords do the same with weak demons, but for a demon to do the same to a human child was hilarious.
In fact their current employer had one as well. Maybe he should make a call to him and ask him to throw in a pet collar into their payments as a rebirth day gift to his brother.
He cackled. And here he had thought his little brother had become bored by all the rebirth days. Apparently all he needed was to find himself a proper present and he was back in his celebratory mood.
A short while later his brother and his new pet emerged from the bath room. The child was freshly scrubbed and dresses in a shirt of his that was in need of repair. Oh well he could always get a new one.
He eyed the new addition to their little family with a speculative look in his eye. The kid looked like a painting of an angel. His brother's sense of humor coming out to play no doubt. An angel owned by a demon! What a funny tale that would be.
"Did you make sure it didn't have fleas?" He asked his brother not even giving the child a glance.
"Yes." Was his brothers response a smirk on his face.
" Well does it have a name yet?" He ask an evil smirk on his face. He wondered if the brat would start to cry if he was mean enough.
"No, I'll think of one later" was his brother's response has he ducked back into the bed room only to reemerge with an overly large pillow and a sheet and tossing them in the corner.
"Bed." His brother said to the child who quickly scurried over to the pillow and was on it immediately. A look of awe in the child's eyes as it looked at his brother.
He raised a brow at his brother speculatively. What in the name of hell had happened to make that brat look at his brother like he was Enma himself?
His brother seeing his look gave an evil smirk.
" I found it in the park. You Can't feel them how but it has some strong spiritual abilities it will make a nice and loyal pet once its completely trained."
He had to laugh at this. Oh it was too good. His brother 'saves' a street kid with strong spiritual powers. The kid will see him as his world and the brat will do anything to please his 'masters'. Oh he couldn't wait until the brat was trained. It would be amusing to see the look on the faces of the brat's victims. Who would expect murder from an angel after all.
Not to mention his brother and he himself if he played his cards right would have the brat's undying loyalty of the possibilities.
"Well brother you have exceedingly exquisite tastes in pets." He laughed again toasting his brother before downing the glass of bourbon he had sitting next to him.
Well life was certainly going to be much more interesting. What with his brother picking up strays. Not only did they have Karasu and Bui indentured to them but now his brother's little pet. And with this Sakiyo person they had covertly signed a contract with… he could help but grin. Life was going to be perfect. Working for that wonderfully blood thirsty man AND being his team in the dark tournament as long as they kept winning…
Yes life was good. And things were looking better and better
AN2: This is set ten years before cannon. So no Yusuke & co for a couple chapters.
My thoughts on Sakiyo and Toguro's interaction is they must have been working with each other for a while in order to act the way they do to each other. Thus in this fic they will have a decade long relationship by the time they meet Yusuke.
NOTE: I want to address a couple questions asked in your reviews:
Q: Will Harry die when or after Toguro dies?
A: No Harry will not die though he will be exceedingly depressed after Toguro's death. Harry will have the same devotion to Toguro that Haku had to Zabuza imagine if Haku had lived while Zabuza had died?
*See Araciel's Reasonance
Q: Will Harry be a part of the dark tournament?
A: Yes he will be on team Toguro. Honestly I am re-watching YYH now and can imagine Harry standing with them in the times we see the team and just Toguro.
There was no question at this but Harry will be 15 when cannon comes around
NOTE: Someone mentioned the discarding world find9ing out., I have a mortal fear of writing the wizarding world as a lot of a stories I see incorporating it tank. When I see Hogwarts in a summary these days I run screaming. If I get confindent enough in my writing I may try it, until then assume Toguro killed any wizards getting near Harry.
