Notes: Uh, no HK, it's just a joke.

Chapter 4: Discomfiture
Harry hurried through the airport, avoiding the crowd as best he could. The Dursley's were lagging behind and that was fine by him. He stopped when he found the board of arrivals and departures. It said the plane from Japan had just arrived. Great.

"Harry!"

He turned around at the sound of his name being called. Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger ran up panting slightly.

"Hey Harry, how've you been?" Ron asked.

"Fine," he answered shortly. "The plane's here. Let's go meet the transfers." He walked off.

"Harry what's wrong?" Hermione asked as she caught up with him.

He sighed and slowed down. "It's my uncle. He's not exactly thrilled to have another freak in the house. Especially when I only got the owl last night. So…"

"Oh."

The slowed when Ron's very noticeable parents came into view. Mr. Weasley was talking animatedly to a reed thin man with dirty blond hair and black-rimmed glasses. Next to him was a tall woman with frizzy brown hair pulled into a bun.

Hermione approached them, "Mom, Dad this is Harry."

They greeted him politely and Harry, Ron, and Hermione ran to terminal 42A to wait for the transfers.

Harry watched to door open and many Japanese tourist come filing out. To him they all looked pretty much the same and he had no idea how they were going to find the exchange students. One group finally caught his attention. There were three of them. All male, though, one was questionable. The tallest had orange hair in a style reminiscent of the American singer Elvis Presley. He looked lanky and not that smart.

The shortest and loudest had black hair slicked back with an unusual amount of gel. He was wearing tight blue jeans and a white shirt. A green jacket completed the look. He was shouting.

The last one didn't really look Japanese except for the slight Asiatic tilt of his large green eyes. He had long red hair pulled into a ponytail. He wore khaki slacks and a white blouse. A black jacket was thrown over his shoulder.

The short one shouted something that made the redhead wince and look around. When his eyes landed on Harry's he motioned and started walking towards them.

"Hey mate are those the transfers?!" Ron said in surprise.

"Excuse me," the redhead said in a deep voice. Definitely a guy. "Are you…" he pulled a sheet of paper out and read it, "Ronald Weasley?"

Ron stepped forward, "That's me. And it's just Ron."

The green-eyed boy said something in Japanese, which the ebony-haired kid rolled his eyes. The redhead then bowed to them. "Hello, my name is Min—Shuichi Minamino. These are my friends Yusuke Urameshi," he indicated the loud one, "and Kazuma Kuwabara," he indicated the tall one who was frowning in concentration.

Hermione bowed back awkwardly, "Hi. I'm Hermione Granger, and this is Harry Potter and, of course, Ron."

There was no spark of recognition from any of them over Harry's name for which he was grateful. Maybe word of Voldemort hadn't reached Japan yet.

Ron pointed to the paper in Shuichi's hand. "Does that thing say which one of you goes with us?"

Shuichi smiled, "Yes, but I won't be going with you. There's another one Yukina. She came to England earlier and is supposed to meet us here." He tilted his head in the direction of his companions, "They don't know English very much so I'm here."

Kazuma's eyes narrowed and proclaimed something very loudly in Japanese. The redhead answered him sharply and it subdued the tall boy. However, whatever was said caused Yusuke to start laughing uncontrollably.

"Ignore them please," Shuichi said smoothly. Then he looked at his paper again, "Let's see. Yusuke is with Mr. Potter. Kuwabara is with Mr. Weasley, and Yukina will be with Miss Granger. Is that okay with everyone?"

The all nodded, but inwardly Harry was groaning. He got the loud, rude one. That would definitely win his uncle over.

"Our parents are over there if you want to meet them," Hermione said and Ron pointed the way.

Shuichi looked at him expectantly.

Harry dropped his eyes. "My parents are dead, but my aunt and uncle are somewhere over there," he said waving in a vague direction.

He didn't offer useless apologies. Instead he just politely asked to be shown the direction. So, they went over to the adults who were still deep in conversation.

Shuichi bowed and went through all the introductions again. "Please excuse me I'm going to go hunt down Yukina and Hiei." He turned and disappeared into the crowd.

Harry was going to ask Kazuma who Hiei was but decided against it at the death glares being thrown around carelessly by the tall carrot-top. Yusuke shouted something in Japanese and Kazuma grumbled something back. Hermione turned to Ron's dad.

"Mr. Weasley do you think you could cast a language charm on them, since they don't speak English?"

Kazuma turned towards them and suddenly said, in broken English, "I speak English jut no so well. I still learn, but I learn fast from my ice rabbit."

Hermione looked at him bewilderedly, "Oh, well I—"

Yusuke cut her off by slapping Kazuma on the back and speaking Japanese. The held a rapid conversation before Kazuma conceded to some point.

"Ja, ja I get charm."

Mr. Weasley beamed, "Alright boys come with me to the bathroom and we'll get you all set up."

Shuichi and two others returned before Mr. Weasley got back. The two following the redhead were about the same size as most first years at Hogwarts. The boy was hauling luggage Harry assumed belonged to Yukina.

The girl, he supposed it was Yukina, was wearing a sky blue, traditional style Japanese kimono. That was sort of what he had expected the others to wear, not jeans and T-shirts. She had turquoise blue hair, probably charmed, and ocean blue eyes.

Next to her was the mysterious Hiei, or so he guessed. He was dressed completely in black except for the white scarf wrapped around his neck. His eyes were ocean blue just like the small girl, but unlike her he was glaring fiercely as if he did not want to be there. Harry could sympathize.

"What happened to Yusuke and Kuwabara," Shuichi asked as he looked around.

"Mr. Weasley took them to get language charms so that they can speak and understand English."

"Oh, well that problem is solved," he said.

Mrs. Weasley looked down at the girl next to Shuichi, "Does she need a charm as well?"

Yukina shook her head with a soft smile. "Oh, no, ma'am. I speak English. Shuichi is a very good teacher," she said with a slight accent. She turned her gaze on Harry and slowly stopped smiling. She took a few hesitant steps towards him and raised her hand. "May I?" she asked softly.

Harry's green eyes skittered around at the assembled people. "Uh, what?"

"This," she replied ambiguously. She put her small hand on his forehead and pushed his bangs up. Her teal eyes narrowed slightly as she stared at his scar. Her cold fingers stroked it slowly.

Harry's eyes were wide. He started blushing and looked around wildly. Shuichi was frowning and saying something softly in Japanese to Hiei, who looked ready to kill something, or someone.

"What happened?" Yukina asked, curiosity shining in her eyes.

"Uh, uh. I-I—"

"Yukina!" the short spiky haired kid called sharply.

She withdrew her hand and looked at Hiei. "Hai?"

Shuichi said something in Japanese and she turned around to face Harry again. She bowed to him. "Gomen Harry Potter. I didn't mean to embarrass you, but you have such an interesting scar."

Still blushing, Harry rushed to quickly reassure her and to get her to stop bowing to him. "It's okay. You didn't embarrass me. Just stop bowing, please," he pleaded ignoring the snickers that were coming from Ron.

She stood up quickly, "Oh, gomen, I've embarrassed you again."

"Yukina-san!" This time the caller of her name was the tall lanky Kazuma. He ran up to the short girl and clasped her hands within his much larger ones. "I've missed you, Yukina-san. I only thought about you on the plane ride."

Harry wondered if they were together. From the looks Ron and Hermione were giving the couple they were wondering the same thing.

She smiled at him sweetly, "That's really nice, Kazuma."

His face turned beet red, "I just wish we could spend more time together. While we are apart I shall think only of you."

She started frowning slightly, "That's nice too, Kazuma, but you're turning red." She touched his face the same way she had touched Harry's, "And you're getting warm. Are you sick?" Her eyes widened, "You must have the same thing as Harry."

Harry blushed, again, and started to shake his head vehemently. Where did this girl live? Under a rock? "I'm not sick."

Kazuma glared at him. "I'm not sick either, my little snow bunny. I just burn with my love for you!" he declared.

Hermione made an 'aw-ing' sound while Ron and Yusuke pretended to gag.

She cocked her head and the only burning in her eyes was confusion. "Okay, but what's lo—"

"Okay! I suppose it's about time you got going isn't it?" Shuichi interrupted loudly. It made Harry curious to know what she had been going to ask. The redhead tapped his wrist for emphasis, "I bet these three wouldn't mind some sightseeing."

Mr. Granger looked at his watch, "Yes, I suppose it is time for us to go. Come on Hermione and Yukina, is it?" She nodded. "Is that your luggage?" he asked.

"Oh, yes," she released her hands from Kazuma's easily and walked over to Hiei. He reluctantly handed the bags over to her. The small girl easily picked up and held the bags.

Kazuma went over to quickly relieve her of the bags. "Let me carry that for you," he said gallantly. She smiled and relinquished them.

Harry snorted and whispered to Ron and Yusuke, "She's got him whipped."

Yusuke laughed, "Oh yeah. And the best thing is she has no clue." The three boys cracked up at that. Hermione rolled her eyes and approached the girl in question.

"Let's go Yukina."

"Okay," she said enthusiastically. The blue-eyed girl turned around and hugged the redhead, "Sayonara, Shuichi." She turned and hugged the short boy. He stiffened noticeably and didn't hug her back, but she obviously didn't mind. "Sayonara, Hiei."

After everyone else said their goodbyes to the to remaining boys, which was a lot more informal than Yukina's, Harry and the rest of them turned and left. Harry glanced over his shoulder to get one last glimpse of the two Japanese boys. However, they were gone.

0O0

"I told you, Fox," a smirking Hiei said smugly.

Kurama looked at him as they faded into the crowd. "What?" The fire demon didn't answer at first. It was only when they had exited the airport did he respond.

"I told you it would be wiser for Yukina to stay at the onna's house instead of the ningen boys. You said it wouldn't matter. That boy, Harry Potter, reacted the same way the oaf did when he met her."

Kurama sighed in exasperation and in turned around and faced Hiei. He looked into the teal charmed eyes, but didn't say anything. "What are you doing, Fox?" Hiei asked, losing his smirk.

The fox's eyes flashed gold and a mischievous glint appeared in them. He cupped Hiei cheeks and stared deeply into his eyes. The fire demon's cheeks flushed and he tore his face from redhead's hands.

"What the hell are you doing, Fox!" he growled. He flitted away, but Kurama knew he wasn't far.

Kurama started laughing, "Proving a point." He started walking expecting Hiei to follow. "Anyone would blush if someone was intimately touching their face. So you told me nothing!" To anyone else it would appear that the redhead was talking in Japanese to himself, but said redhead knew the fire demon could hear him clearly. He was just being a sore loser.

"I'll meet you a Diagon Alley," he said still chuckling.

The Jaganshi didn't answer.

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