Chapter 9: Hotels
Well after that fun little incident, we walked to the hotel in relative silence. I didn't make any jokes in those few minutes. I didn't want to REALLY push my luck with Hiei and besides; I was saving up for the hotel. Finally, we saw the hotel in the distance as we walked slowly up to it. And man, my mouth nearly dropped open when I saw it. It was huge! Must have been one of dem five star hotels for rich folks…kinda place I had been kicked out of in the past.
"Wow! Am I gonna love it here or what? This is the BOMB!" I said with a soft smile as I glanced at the outside of the hotel. And when we entered the hotel, I saw it was just as beautiful and ritzy. The lobby itself looked like it must have cost at least five million dollars. It was filled to the brim with guys and gals that was dressed to the teeth.
"You're right, this place is great but I never trust grown-ups dressed this fancily!" Kuwabara muttered as we weaved through the crowds and crowds of people. There was a huge party going on, probably for the start of the tournament. In the middle of the room there was a huge table full of food. So I walked up to it and decided to mess with the upper-society snobs. I grabbed one of those little appetizer thingy's and stuffed the entire thing in my mouth. As I was chewing loudly, I turned to a tight looking lady standing next to me. I thought she was gonna have a panic attack as she watched me in mute horror.
"This is great stuff, ain't it? You know what, though, these things were made from, like, the tails of dogs and the tongues of cats and stuff. It's real cruel but gosh darn it, if it doesn't taste good, right?" I asked as I stuffed two more into my mouth while I talked and chewed loudly. The woman stared at me as if I was THE most disgusting little creature on the plant. My job accomplished, I returned back to the gang as we walked over the front desk.
"Man! This must be a five star joint; they must really want their guests to feel welcomed before the big battle." Kuwabara said approvingly; I grinned as I took Hiei's arm like all the rich ladies were doing with their backbone-lacking husbands.
"Really? A FIVE star hotel? I thought it was be at LEAST ten star! Darling, you MUST speak with the manager!" I said in a fake accent as I gave an arrogant sniff, staring at Hiei. He simple rolled his eyes along with everyone else; but hey, I knew they loved me. They hadn't killed me yet, though Kurama and Kuwabara HAD tried their hardest.
"Why is everything a joke with you?" Hiei muttered as Kurama started to check us in since he was better at the social niceties. I laughed.
"Hey! If I wasn't here and making jokes, then everything would be so darn serious and boring and no one would have any fun! C'mon, ya KNOW ya Love it." I whispered back him as Kurama took care of everything. The lady behind the desk was giving us a funny look, especially me; finally she gasped as she handed Kurama our keys.
"Oh, URAMSHI team! Yes, you're the SPECIAL team! Toguro has ordered that you are to have the best suite, which is the largest one on the top floor. Here's your room key. And good luck in the tournament! You should know you're chances has risen quite a bit since the bidding began. Some late money came in on you and that means you're chances of surviving the first round is now only 10,000 to one." The girl said cheerfully as she smiled at us.
"Yep! That us: dead team walking!" I said as I saluted her smartly as Kuwabara's eyes widened to about the size of the chandelier that was hanging over our heads.
"Oh? 10,000 to one, huh? Those don't sound like good odds!" Kuwabara muttered politely to the woman and we turned and headed for the elevator. Kurama smiled lightly at Kuwabara's stunned and sickened reaction.
"Don't you know, Kuwabara, that choice and not chance determines destiny?" Kurama asked in that wise, 'I know EVERYTHING' voice but Kuwabara didn't look like he believed it. I coughed lightly and as I glanced up at the ceiling of the elevator as I spoke.
"Who said that, Kurama? You know who it sounded like? Sounded a lot like that guy…Confuse-us." I said and snapped my fingers lightly as if I just remembered the name, Kurama sighed as he was dealing with a mischievous child who was getting on his nerves. Which I am and was.
"CONFUCIUS, you mean?" He asked as the elevator dinged all the way up to the top floor; I smiled sweetly at him.
"What ever you say, Mr. egghead but I still think Confuse-us is a better name! And you should know that an egg under too much mental pressure eventually cracks!" I said with that same sweet smile. Before either of us could get into a fight, the elevator stopped and opened. Time to see our new funeral home!
Hi, Hina here. Didn't have time to update much but I DID manage to put something out there. REVIEW, PLEASE! And flamers: Quick! Look around and find your nearest Yuyu manga, plushie, movie or poster and give it a good hug. The urge to flame will pass, believe me.