Saria: You know what they say, another day, another chapter. Suddenly perks
up The good news is a new chapter for those who like my fic, and also, I'm
expecting...
Tori: Jumps up, interrupting Saria A baby?!?!?
SA: WHAT!!!!!!
Saria: Calm down, just another muse. He's forming right now in the back of my mind! He should join us by the time the next chapter goes up.
Tori: GOODY!!! Finally someone to play dress-up with!
Saria and SA: sweatdrop Ok, lets return to my fic. Oh, and before I forget, if anyone reads Nightmare, Erotic, Death and Sorrow, and The Grass is Always Greener, please write to the authors or authoresses and tell them to update already! And if you don't read them, do it anyway so others can enjoy their work! Now, on with my idiotic fic!
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As Yusuke followed Karasu and Bui back to the Toguro's quarters, she now understood how Bui and Karasu had gotten so strong. A slam-fest like that everyday would either cause a person to get really strong, or simply kill them from the strain.
Her clothes had barely survived the fights. In fact, the was hanging on her right then by only a couple of threads that were left in the left shoulder and looked like a Tarzan garment. The pants were ripped and blood- stained like her shirt, but they didn't exist past her knees, and above that they just barely stayed on.
Her back ached, her neck ached, her arms were ready to fall off again, and her feet could barely hold her weight, but Yusuke felt exhilarated inside. The reason was that Karasu was just barely limping himself, due entirely to the five successful stamps Yusuke had made on his foot.
'Now if only I could do it again in high-heels' she thought with a snicker. 'That would kill him, but me as well, I can't even walk in those things, much less run from an angry Maskman!' The slight grin on her face died quickly though when they turned the last corner. There was Toguro waiting for them by the doors that led into his sanctum.
Karasu and Bui noticed him as well and stopped before him, not daring to move any farther.
Toguro glanced at each of them momentarily before talking. As usual, his voice sounded bored. "You'll each be allowed to bathe tonight. You have 15 minutes each, so I suggest that you don't take your time. And," he glanced slightly at Yusuke before continuing. "New clothes have been picked out for you. If they don't fit, suck it up." With that he turned and walked right back into his sanctum.
With a sinking feeling in her stomach, Yusuke asked Bui and Karasu the only question she had. "I don't have to bathe in front of you two, do I?"
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The bathing area that she was led to wasn't too bad, not the cleanest or best lit place she'd ever been, but at least she was alone.
Remembering Toguro's warning of only 15 minutes, Yusuke quickly stripped off her clothing and got into the water. It was icy cold! She didn't even give herself time to adjust though as she dove underneath the icy surface and coming back up a minute later a little short of breath due to the water. Grabbing the small bar of soap that had been provided, she began to thoroughly scrub herself while studying the tiny room.
The room was carved from stone like most of the fortress seemed to be and was only about 10 feet across and 7 feet wide. Very small. The water she stood in though looked clean and felt nice, after you got past the lack of temperature part. Doing a quick dunk to rinse off the soap, she tackled her hair, working out the knots and took one final dunk to wash out the last of the soap before climbing out of the water.
The towel that was provided for her was thin, thread bare, and short. Drying of was a little difficult because of these things, but she was able to do it before an attendant came to drag her out.
Said attendant led the slightly shivering girl that was garbed only in a towel that was too small down a narrow hallway and into what seemed like a changing room. Karasu and Bui were already there, as well as a few other demons that had also just bathed, none of them too savory looking.
"Here are the clothes," the attendant said, shoving a bundle into Yusuke's arms and almost making her loss her grip on the towel. "Dress quickly, Toguro wants you back up in the cells as soon as possible." Then, the strange guy turned on his heels and exited the room, Karasu and Bui right behind him, both dressed in what looked like the exact same clothes they came in.
Looking around the room, Yusuke felt a slight twinge of annoyance that some of the demons were actually looking at her expectantly. Some of them looked as though they were ready to leave, but were waiting to see the show.
Setting the bundle of clothes down gently, Yusuke cracked her knuckles gently. She might have been hurt and no where near full strength even now, but that was not going to stop her from teaching these demons a lesson or two on modesty and respecting it.
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The fight against the demons in the dressing room had been appallingly simple, but had become very funny when attendants came to see why so many fighters were stacked in the hall, many only partially dressed.
By that time, Yusuke had already pulled on the clothes that were in the bundle. They consisted of a simple pair of blue pants and a purple tee- shirt. The pants were a little big, as was the shirt, but they seemed to suit her. She did feel a bit strange though, the clothes were obviously meant for a girl and she was used to wearing boy clothes.
Taking a deep breath, she went back out into the hall where attendants were still trying to clean out the fighters, easily avoiding the major messes, and found Karasu and Bui at the end of the hall, Karasu impatient, and Bui, who knows?
As soon as she was in sight though, both turned and walked back down the hall toward the stairs that led back up to the main portions of the fortress.
Yusuke was very glad to be able to get out of the bathing area but dreaded going back to the cells over Toguro's sanctum. The demented little freak could be there waiting for them, more specifically, her, with hopes of being able to hand out more punishments. Thankfully, Bui and Karasu didn't seem to want to bring attention of their arrival either. They snuck into the room and into the door that the kitchen was behind. Yusuke followed, hoping for food.
Sure enough, inside the tray now held three bowls of hot soup and three bowls of rice. Yusuke recognized the soup immediately as Miso soup with mushrooms, and her heart sank slightly. Miso soup wasn't very filling. Luckily though, the bowls were each almost big enough to hold 2 cups of soup, so it wasn't a total waste.
As the three sat and ate their meal, each kept a sharp ear out for signs that the brothers were approaching.
Bui finished first, and left the other two, hoping to make it to his cell without being seen. Yusuke finished mere seconds later and stood up to leave as well when suddenly, a hand from Karasu stopped her in her tracks.
She watched as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small square of paper that Yusuke immediately recognized.
"Who is this?" he asked, pointing at one of the small, smiling figures on the paper.
"That's a photo of my friends and myself."
"I know," Karasu continued to whisper, "but who is this boy?" he persisted, pointing at a redhead in the photo.
'Forgive me for what I'm about to do, Kurama. I don't think you want this guy interested in you.' Smiling gently, she answered, "That's Shuuichi, but everyone calls him Kurama. He's my boyfriend."
Then, quickly grabbing the photo from a stunned Karasu, she raced across the kitchen, through the big room, up the stairs, and into her cell. Behind her, the lock turned, locking her in for the night.
Looking around the room, she quickly sought out a place to hide the photo of herself while wearing her mask, Kuwabara, Hiei, and Kurama. The only place was under the mattress.
'It'll do for now,' she thought as she shoved the picture under the mattress. 'I hope this doesn't blow up in my face.'
---------- Saria: Soooo, what do you think?
Tori: Like it? Hate it?
Zas: Shut up! Just review!
SA, Saria: He's here sooner than expected! Everyone, meet my new muse, Zas!
Tori: TT That's not a girl, or a baby...
Tori: Jumps up, interrupting Saria A baby?!?!?
SA: WHAT!!!!!!
Saria: Calm down, just another muse. He's forming right now in the back of my mind! He should join us by the time the next chapter goes up.
Tori: GOODY!!! Finally someone to play dress-up with!
Saria and SA: sweatdrop Ok, lets return to my fic. Oh, and before I forget, if anyone reads Nightmare, Erotic, Death and Sorrow, and The Grass is Always Greener, please write to the authors or authoresses and tell them to update already! And if you don't read them, do it anyway so others can enjoy their work! Now, on with my idiotic fic!
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As Yusuke followed Karasu and Bui back to the Toguro's quarters, she now understood how Bui and Karasu had gotten so strong. A slam-fest like that everyday would either cause a person to get really strong, or simply kill them from the strain.
Her clothes had barely survived the fights. In fact, the was hanging on her right then by only a couple of threads that were left in the left shoulder and looked like a Tarzan garment. The pants were ripped and blood- stained like her shirt, but they didn't exist past her knees, and above that they just barely stayed on.
Her back ached, her neck ached, her arms were ready to fall off again, and her feet could barely hold her weight, but Yusuke felt exhilarated inside. The reason was that Karasu was just barely limping himself, due entirely to the five successful stamps Yusuke had made on his foot.
'Now if only I could do it again in high-heels' she thought with a snicker. 'That would kill him, but me as well, I can't even walk in those things, much less run from an angry Maskman!' The slight grin on her face died quickly though when they turned the last corner. There was Toguro waiting for them by the doors that led into his sanctum.
Karasu and Bui noticed him as well and stopped before him, not daring to move any farther.
Toguro glanced at each of them momentarily before talking. As usual, his voice sounded bored. "You'll each be allowed to bathe tonight. You have 15 minutes each, so I suggest that you don't take your time. And," he glanced slightly at Yusuke before continuing. "New clothes have been picked out for you. If they don't fit, suck it up." With that he turned and walked right back into his sanctum.
With a sinking feeling in her stomach, Yusuke asked Bui and Karasu the only question she had. "I don't have to bathe in front of you two, do I?"
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The bathing area that she was led to wasn't too bad, not the cleanest or best lit place she'd ever been, but at least she was alone.
Remembering Toguro's warning of only 15 minutes, Yusuke quickly stripped off her clothing and got into the water. It was icy cold! She didn't even give herself time to adjust though as she dove underneath the icy surface and coming back up a minute later a little short of breath due to the water. Grabbing the small bar of soap that had been provided, she began to thoroughly scrub herself while studying the tiny room.
The room was carved from stone like most of the fortress seemed to be and was only about 10 feet across and 7 feet wide. Very small. The water she stood in though looked clean and felt nice, after you got past the lack of temperature part. Doing a quick dunk to rinse off the soap, she tackled her hair, working out the knots and took one final dunk to wash out the last of the soap before climbing out of the water.
The towel that was provided for her was thin, thread bare, and short. Drying of was a little difficult because of these things, but she was able to do it before an attendant came to drag her out.
Said attendant led the slightly shivering girl that was garbed only in a towel that was too small down a narrow hallway and into what seemed like a changing room. Karasu and Bui were already there, as well as a few other demons that had also just bathed, none of them too savory looking.
"Here are the clothes," the attendant said, shoving a bundle into Yusuke's arms and almost making her loss her grip on the towel. "Dress quickly, Toguro wants you back up in the cells as soon as possible." Then, the strange guy turned on his heels and exited the room, Karasu and Bui right behind him, both dressed in what looked like the exact same clothes they came in.
Looking around the room, Yusuke felt a slight twinge of annoyance that some of the demons were actually looking at her expectantly. Some of them looked as though they were ready to leave, but were waiting to see the show.
Setting the bundle of clothes down gently, Yusuke cracked her knuckles gently. She might have been hurt and no where near full strength even now, but that was not going to stop her from teaching these demons a lesson or two on modesty and respecting it.
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The fight against the demons in the dressing room had been appallingly simple, but had become very funny when attendants came to see why so many fighters were stacked in the hall, many only partially dressed.
By that time, Yusuke had already pulled on the clothes that were in the bundle. They consisted of a simple pair of blue pants and a purple tee- shirt. The pants were a little big, as was the shirt, but they seemed to suit her. She did feel a bit strange though, the clothes were obviously meant for a girl and she was used to wearing boy clothes.
Taking a deep breath, she went back out into the hall where attendants were still trying to clean out the fighters, easily avoiding the major messes, and found Karasu and Bui at the end of the hall, Karasu impatient, and Bui, who knows?
As soon as she was in sight though, both turned and walked back down the hall toward the stairs that led back up to the main portions of the fortress.
Yusuke was very glad to be able to get out of the bathing area but dreaded going back to the cells over Toguro's sanctum. The demented little freak could be there waiting for them, more specifically, her, with hopes of being able to hand out more punishments. Thankfully, Bui and Karasu didn't seem to want to bring attention of their arrival either. They snuck into the room and into the door that the kitchen was behind. Yusuke followed, hoping for food.
Sure enough, inside the tray now held three bowls of hot soup and three bowls of rice. Yusuke recognized the soup immediately as Miso soup with mushrooms, and her heart sank slightly. Miso soup wasn't very filling. Luckily though, the bowls were each almost big enough to hold 2 cups of soup, so it wasn't a total waste.
As the three sat and ate their meal, each kept a sharp ear out for signs that the brothers were approaching.
Bui finished first, and left the other two, hoping to make it to his cell without being seen. Yusuke finished mere seconds later and stood up to leave as well when suddenly, a hand from Karasu stopped her in her tracks.
She watched as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small square of paper that Yusuke immediately recognized.
"Who is this?" he asked, pointing at one of the small, smiling figures on the paper.
"That's a photo of my friends and myself."
"I know," Karasu continued to whisper, "but who is this boy?" he persisted, pointing at a redhead in the photo.
'Forgive me for what I'm about to do, Kurama. I don't think you want this guy interested in you.' Smiling gently, she answered, "That's Shuuichi, but everyone calls him Kurama. He's my boyfriend."
Then, quickly grabbing the photo from a stunned Karasu, she raced across the kitchen, through the big room, up the stairs, and into her cell. Behind her, the lock turned, locking her in for the night.
Looking around the room, she quickly sought out a place to hide the photo of herself while wearing her mask, Kuwabara, Hiei, and Kurama. The only place was under the mattress.
'It'll do for now,' she thought as she shoved the picture under the mattress. 'I hope this doesn't blow up in my face.'
---------- Saria: Soooo, what do you think?
Tori: Like it? Hate it?
Zas: Shut up! Just review!
SA, Saria: He's here sooner than expected! Everyone, meet my new muse, Zas!
Tori: TT That's not a girl, or a baby...
