Happy For Her?
Kurama finds out that Shiori is getting married, and he's delighted at the news. Until he gets wind of a few rumors about his mother's fiancee...and he's prepared to go to any lengths that it takes to break the two up. (Featuring Hiei as his partner in crime, no-yaoi...unless you want it)
Setting: Sometime (what time, who knows, doesn't really matter) around the Chapter Black arc.
Disclaimer: ...Yeah...er...uh...I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho...yeeeesireeeBob...I don't...nope...it's, not, mine...
Thank You To All That Reviewed Chapter Five! (asiramnworb, LeFoxy, Alaskantiger, LoveHiei-Rine, viper)

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" Icecream "

He could hear her crying...see her clearly outlined figure at his school. Her joyful face was sharply drawn and etched into misery. Her complexion was milkily pale and her light brown eyes seemed to blend with it. Like some type of lightened, sugared coffee. And he could hear his laugh...

"Mr. Minamino!"
Kurama was snapped in a state of alertness. He had been tired...perhaps waking up at odd hours in the morning was not the best of uses for his ningen body. "My apologies, sir."
The teacher seemed to ignore the statement as he turned around and began right on with another advanced equation.
What is it with Hatanaka and interrupting my calculus classes? The one course that might actually require some kind of attention to obtain the top score...occassional concentration at least...
Kurama sighed.

The camping trip was soon and the most planning he'd achieved was drawing Hatanaka fall of a cliff...again and again and again...to be mauled by bears...again and again and again...and be eaten by a pirahna...again and again and again...where he died a most painful death...again and again and a-

"And what is the answer to this problem, Mr. Minamino?"
Kurama glanced at the board quickly, he didn't have much time to do the equation right now, "Seven."
"No," the teacher said, "Six point nine nine nine nine nine. I TOLD YOU TO PAY ATTEN-"
Thankfully, the school bell cut off the harpish teacher from finishing anymore of her sentence. And said harpish teacher had no desire to continue teaching to such high school hooligans--although the well-respected high school Kurama attended didn't exactly contain hooligans. Unless they were the pathetic preppy hooligan type that attempted to hold up caviar stores...

The most important thing to Kurama right now would be to get home.
He'd have to pack for the camping trip away from his mother. For one thing, his mother would insist on bringing the most odd things with him. Months worth of food, a refridgerator for the food, shrimp repellent (exactly what damage shrimp could do was unknown to Kurama), liger chow (escaped mixed lions and tigers should be fed well), and inflatable houses (camping and tents never seemed to register with Shiori).

Kurama began his journey home. The walk was generally short, but it could always feel so long to him.
He walked down, concentrating between the cracks on the sidewalk and his shoes. He felt so down on his luck. He had to spend an entire long weekend that could've been devoted to something else--something much more violent--with the man he hated most. Kurama sighed.

Suddenly, he could hear the sound of feet on pavement.
"Come back here!" someone shouted from a window.
Kurama looked up towards the source of the uproar. He knew of its cause immediately. The black cloak and drawn sword were dead giveaways.
Hiei was the only logial explanation.

Kurama threw another glance towards the shouting person from the window.
It was a red faced man, clearly angry about something. He wore an apron splattered in some thick, goopy pink substance.
Kurama looked up to the sign above the window.

JAPAN'S BEST CHOICE ICE CREAM...GET IT WHILE IT'S COLD!
Kurama sweat dropped. Hiei had just held up an ice cream shop. Eventually, Kurama would have to get around to scolding Hiei and giving him some yen or something. Eventually.

Kurama continued on, homeward bound.

When the redhead had finally arrived at his household, he saw an all two familiar car.
It better not be him... Kurama thought, but he already knew it was.
"Son!" Hatanaka greeted Kurama cheerfully.
Kurama bit his tongue and gave Hatanaka a wave. Although he waved his hand, he wished it was his rose whip instead. Kurama gave a sigh of longing as he attempted to go to the front door without Hatanaka feeling the need to engage in conversation with him. He failed.

"So," Hatanaka began, "I hear you're doing very well in school."
Kurama did not reply.
"Do you enjoy school?"
"It's satisfactory," he replied simply.
"That bad, huh?"
Kurama, who did not understand where exactly satisfactory translated into bad, simply shrugged.
"You're glad to use this camping trip to clear your mind from education in the outdoors, right?"
Kurama lied with a nod.
"No wonder you go on so many camping trips with your friends! It's to clear your head from the educational mayhem!"
"Sure," Kurama muttered. Hatanaka did not seem to recognize the sarcasm within the redhead's voice.

"Getting packed, eh, son?"
Stop calling me son! Kurama's mind screamed. "Actually, Hatanaka, the majority of my packing is done."
Hatanaka gave a huge smile, displaying his crooked tooth again, "I really admire you, Shuuichi. I'm really one for disorganization. Whoops!" To prove his point, Hatanaka managed to drop several photos on the ground.
Kurama, who hoped for a better view of these photographs (he'd obviously never do anything polite for Hatanaka willingly), stooped lower to pick them up.
"Not a problem, son," Hatanaka said, beating him to the photos (which made the fox frown). "I've got 'em."
Hatanaka picked up the pictures and set them back inside of the car with an uneasy smile.
That's definitely got something to do with the secrets he's been keeping from my mother Kurama thought, masking his frown rather well with a neutral expression.

"Well," Kurama said, leaving his soon-to-be-late step father out on the driveway, "I do have a few more things to take care of. I'll see you this weekend."
Hatanaka smiled and gave a wave. Kurama did not hear (more towards chose to ignore) Hatanaka's addition of how he and Shuichi were going to be seeing him at dinner.

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(Note: Sorry for the time it took to update this story. I got my iPod back after a week and a half of parental-induced withdrawal and I listened non-stop for a few days! Plus I took two big tests, had to study for quiz bowls, and make a project for school. As you can see, I disappointed you without giving you details of a plan or what Hatanaka has done. I'm unsure how many chapters this will continue into. I estimate no more than five to twelve or so. I was going to say five to ten but it sounds like prison... Has anyone noticed that I never use a closing parenthasese? It's always there in WordPad but it never shows up on screen. Well, for those of you that are curious, it is there.