Ok, like I promised a longer chapter two.
Disclaimer: TheLadyG only owns an old bird bath which keeps telling her that she does not nor ever will own Harry Potter or Yu Yu Hakusho.
"Oy, Bro. I'm Home!" A rowdy thirteen year old shouted as he slammed the door to the Takagaki/Minamino residence.
"I never would have known," his step-brother, Kurama lightly responded with a touch of sarcasm.
"Aw, come on...where's the love?" The younger boy responded throwing his arms around Kurama.
"It would appear to be all around me," he responded with a small grin gracing his face.
"Oh, that reminds me, Dad's stopping to get dinner. He wants us to set the table so that we can eat when he and Shiori-san get here."
"And how did my comment remind you of that?"
"I donno" He responded with a wide grin that reminded Kurama of Yusuke.
"So, then I guess we should get started, ne?"
Shiori could not help but smile when she walked into the house and heard her boys laughing in the kitchen. Both she and Shuzo had been worried about their son's getting along after the marriage. However other than the occasional squabbles, that were almost always light hearted, those two seemed to get along marvelously. That was one problem avoided but for every problem avoided a more annoying one comes. By some weird twist of fate, both boys were named Shuichi, a fact that contributed to the majority of the confusion in the household.
"Boys," she called, "are you ready for dinner?"
"Oh course," and "Whee, food!" were the two simultaneous replies.
Shuzo looked over at her, and with a small helpless shrug said, "Well, at least their honest"
"Oh, Shuzo-san, I almost forgot," Kurama said when both Shuzo and Shiori entered the room. "A letter arrived for you, it's not normal, the sender seems to prefer bright green ink and Romanji(1)."
There was silence in the room before Shuzo coughed slightly and said "Oh it's nothing, probably a prank or an old school friend or something"
The rest of the night continued without any major interruption or renewed discussion of the letter.
Kurama still had his doubts about the letter, bet he knew that if Shuzo didn't tell him then that he would not ever tell him, at least not directly. However Shiori was a lot closer to Shuzo than he was. Kurama figured that if Shuzo told any one it would be Shiori and if Shiori had her way, Shuzo would tell her tonight.
Kurama lay down on the floor of his room, pressing his ear to the floor, which just happened to be the roof of the living room. With his eyes closed he focuses on his demonically enhanced hearing. For the longest time he listened to the quiet voice and foot steps of his mother.
The footsteps seemed to grow louder. It seemed as though she was coming to the door. He lifted himself off the floor to great her but his movements seemed slow. Knock, knock, Kurama you in there? He responded but to his surprise his voice was much too deep to be human. He looked down and saw the hands of his Yoko form. He tries to run to behind the rock, but his movements were still slowed. Of course, he thought I'm tangled in the blanket. Each time he tries to remove them, he just became more tangled. He fought but they seemed to come alive, crap, he thought, black rags love to eat foxes. The door creaked open. Every thing slowed, he tried franticly to get out of sight but it was like moving in water. He was in water, He couldn't breath. He saw Shiori, then her heard her shout "I thought you loved me, how could you keep something this important from me?" and everything went away.
Kurama jerked awake on the floor. He looked around; there was no transformation to Yoko, no random rock, no killer black rags, and no Shiori in the doorway.
"I was a dream," he sighed, "but that voice sounded so real."
He looked over at the clock; it was one thirty in the morning. "I guess their done talking by now," he thought to himself, laying down on the bed and drifting off to a more peaceful sleep.
"Shiori-san, there's something that I..."
"What is it dear?"
"There's something that I have not told you, please sit down, this could get long." Shiori did and motioned for him to continue. He did, saying, "You see I am a wizard."
"Like from the show My Wife is a Wizard?(2)"
Shuzo gave a small laugh, "well, sort of. You see when the British first came to Japan, some of their more adventurous wizards came with them. And while the British were bringing over industry, these wizards brought over their way of practicing magic as well. Before long Japan became a very strong magical nation, and after the Second World War Japan sent diplomats to Britain to help keep the relationship between the two countries stable.
My father was one of those Japanese Diplomats; while he worked at the ministry of magic I was educated at Hogwarts, the British magical school. It was at this school that I met Brown Anna-san, Shuichi-chan's mother. She died eight years ago, but specified in her will that if Shuichi should develop magical talent that he would be sent to Hogwarts, not Ken-Touitsu(3), the Japanese school. She wanted our son to be taught by Dumbledore whom she believed to be the most powerful wizard in the land. So three years ago Shuichi-chan started going to Hogwarts. That's the boarding school that I told you about."
"Why haven't you told me any of this? I thought you loved me, how could you keep something this important from me?"
"I'm sorry Shiori-san, I just, I guess I wanted to protect you."
"Protect me from what? It's a new generation; women are equals, not a thing to be protected." She asked her eyes fixed on her husband.
"I didn't mean to insult you, but last year one of the most powerful, and evil wizards ever returned. Almost all of Britain fears to speak his name. He and his followers have gone on to kill many non-magical people. I was worried that if I told you, that well some taboo would be broken and the trouble of the wizarding world would come crashing down on our lives. I just didn't want..."
He broke off as Shiori put her arm around his neck. "Ignorance won't protect anyone, for they will then walk blindly into danger. But if that is how you feel, why tell me now?"
"I received a letter from the headmaster of Hogwarts, here, read it."
Dear Mr. Takagaki,
This is a request for your help from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. We currently find ourselves without a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor which, as you must know, is a necessity in this time of unrest. You also must have surly heard, for it is a student rumor around here, that the position of D.A.D.A. teacher is jinxed. I will not deny the fact that that position has been held by five different teachers within the last five years, but even if you only teach for a year it will be far more helpful to the students than going a year without a teacher. We are also aware that you have recently married, and by no means do we want to impose, however should you decide to come you will be given a house off castle grounds in the village of Hogsmeade. We sincerely hope that you will decide to join us in this noble quest of attempting to educate the next generation of witches and wizards.
Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, first class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)
After reading the letter and thinking for several minutes Shiori said, "well, what's the problem, go."
"You think so?"
"Oh course many children including your son will be in danger if they do not learn how to defend themselves."
"but..."
"shhh. This Hogsmeade place is right off the castle grounds right?"
"Yes"
"And in these grounds is who you said the most powerful wizard is, right?"
"So you would feel safe there. Thus there is no reason not to go..."
"Yes," then her eyes open with sudden revelation, "what about my son."
(1) Romanji is the Japanese system of writing that uses the Roman alphabet to write words.
(2) This is an actual Japanese show, I found it while searching on google, and I could not resist.
(3) Bright(as in smart) Unity
Please R&R, Harry Potter will be appearing in the next chapter.