A PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUCEMENT:
THE EVENTS IN THIS FIC ARE BASED ON ACTUAL EVENTS...
THE NAMES HAVE NOT BEEN CHANGED...
SCREW THE INNOCENT.
DICLAIMER: No own! No own!
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And thus it came to pass that Yiku, Trunks, and Hiei set into motion preparations for the party. Trunks began calling invited guests while Yiku and Hiei searched one of the many storage rooms for party supplies.
"Hey Yiku!" Hiei called. "What's this stuff?"
Yiku turned around to see Hiei holding a large can over his head. She looked at the label and read it out loud:
"Pah-int?" she struggled to read the strange word.
Hiei blinked. He pried open the lid and examined the contents. It was a thick slimey substance, shocking pink in color. Maybe it was food?
Hiei threw caution to the wind and inhaled deeply. The fumes overwhelmed him for a moment, and his eyes glazed over.
Yiku cocked an eyebrow and waved a hand in front of his face. Hiei didn't move or say anything.
"Hiei?" She was concerned for a moment because he didn't respond, but then again, he might have been just ignoring her like he usually did to everyone else. Suddenly, his eyes slid shut and he fell forward, face-first into the can.
Yiku yelped and jumped back as the sludge splattered in all directions, and still, the fire demon didn't move. She grabbed him by his hair on the back of head and pulled Hiei's face out. His eyes were still shut, and his mouth was hanging open slightly.
Wierd, she thought. What WAS that stuff?
Suddenly, Hiei's eyes snapped open, and a goofy grin appeared across his face. NOT something you see every day, especially from this particular pyromaniac.
"...Are you okay?" Yiku asked uncertainly. Hiei switched gears and the grin was replaced by a more familiar evil sneer. She suddenly found the tip of a katana less than a centimeter from her neck.
"YOU DARE THREATEN THE LORD OF THE HERBALLY ESSENCE?!" Hiei demanded. Yiku stared like a dear in headlights. His expression softened.
"Oh, it's only you, Princess Pyro." Hiei said. As if remembering something he should've done before, he got down on one knee and bowed his head, still covered in the pink goo. "I must beg your forgiveness, Your Magisty."
He laid his katana at Yiku's feet and stood up slowly. Yiku decided that maybe it would've been better if he had stayed unconscious.
"Ummm...it's okay?" she replied, unsure of what else to say. There was an awkward silence. Until...
"I MUST BE OFF!" Hiei declared. Then, flinging off his pink-stained cloak, he dashed out of the room. The once-black garment landed on Yiku's head, who struggled to pull it off. But this took too long for the half-Saiyan to do, and amongst the effort, she inhaled quite a bit of the fumes, and forgot what she was doing. Dazed, she simply sat still for minutes on end. From down the hall, Trunks heard a giggle, quiet at first, then turning into all-out hysteria that sounded very much like his cousin...
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Outside Capsule Corp, Sheba and Goten were just landing, and Kurama was running up to them.
"Sorry I'm late. Therapy." he said, waving off their initial questions. It was then that Sheba remembered about the demon's appointment with the psychiatrist, something about a situation with blue squirrels, a shampoo factory, and the rest of the Rekai tantei. She hadn't bothered to ask for the details and quite frankly, she didn't want to know exactly what happened.
But she wasn't about to attend another one of Yiku's "parties" without proper backup, in the form of her cousin Goten, and Kurama. Baaaad memories...
The three walked up to the front door of CC, when they heard a distant yell, and moments later, a huge crash and a thud. They looked at each other, nervous for a moment, then ran to the side of the mansion, where the source of the mayhem was.
As they rounded the corner, they caught sight of someone lying face down on the lawn, in nothing but white boxers with hearts on them.
"Hiei?!" Kurama exclaimed. Goten looked up to see an open window, from which he must've jumped. It was a good four stories up.
Hiei, upon hearing his name called, looked up, cross-eyed, as Sheba and Kurama ran over to him. He grinned and brandished his katana.
"Ah! Captain Pretty!" he said, delighted. "I see you've brought an accomplice! I have summoned General Ugly as well!"
Sheba, thinking Hiei had fallen from one too many buildings in his lifetime, looked over at Kurama to ask what the hell he was talking about. Kurama was bright red, and muttering, "Just ignore him..."
Hiei was sitting up now, and looking very serious. "Oh, but we cannot ignore it! The Blue Squirrels are plotting an attack! They want revenge, I tell you! REVENGE!"
Kurama was muttering to himself and rubbing his forehead with his knuckles, trying to rid himself of the memories...no, no, no, no....not again...
"Look! I have even acquired a map plotting their attack plans!" Hiei said proudly. "See?" He handed Goten a piece of construction paper with purple crayon scribbles that were very obviously made by Hiei's hand.
At that moment, another yell was heard, and another body fell from the same window and landed with a thud, just as Hiei had.
Yiku, however, landed head-first, being such a smart girl and knowing that it would have no effect whatsoever on her well-being.
"O Lord of Herbally Essence!" she burst out, eyes very wide and frantic. "The Purple Pigs! It-it's just as you have said! They're attacking our fortress!"
There was a collective blink, and the three guests looked up, bewildered to see nothing out of the ordinary, unless you count the window that had obviously been forced open.
"Egads!" Hiei exclaimed once again, "And look at this, Your Magisty! The Blue Squirrels have sent a threat-letter!" He snatched the paper from Goten, who was too confused to try and stop him, and thrust it in Yiku's face. Yiku read it fervently.
"My god, they must be stopped!" she declared heroically. "we can't do this alone!"
"I know, my princess! Which is why I have summoned backup!" Hiei pointed at Sheba, Goten, and Kurama, who obviously wanted no part in this little escapade.
Yiku blinked for a moment, then grinned insanely. She squealed, something the others had NEVER heard her do, then pulled them into a tight group hug. She kissed them each on the cheek, despite being covered in pink paint.
Maybe she held on just a little too long, because no sooner had she let go, the trio began to feel light-headed.
"Goten...Sheba...Kurama..." Yiku recited each of their names in reverance. "We are in your debt. We will never forget your help"
There was a long silence. Then...
"...You mean Captain Pretty." Kurama corrected slowly.
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Well, that's all for this chapter. Oh! I almost forgot! This is based off of a fic called "Purple High" by Keaira, I guess you could call it a sequel, but this is a crossover. Anyway, go read it! It's funny as hell! ^^
~Sheba and Yiku~
THE EVENTS IN THIS FIC ARE BASED ON ACTUAL EVENTS...
THE NAMES HAVE NOT BEEN CHANGED...
SCREW THE INNOCENT.
DICLAIMER: No own! No own!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
And thus it came to pass that Yiku, Trunks, and Hiei set into motion preparations for the party. Trunks began calling invited guests while Yiku and Hiei searched one of the many storage rooms for party supplies.
"Hey Yiku!" Hiei called. "What's this stuff?"
Yiku turned around to see Hiei holding a large can over his head. She looked at the label and read it out loud:
"Pah-int?" she struggled to read the strange word.
Hiei blinked. He pried open the lid and examined the contents. It was a thick slimey substance, shocking pink in color. Maybe it was food?
Hiei threw caution to the wind and inhaled deeply. The fumes overwhelmed him for a moment, and his eyes glazed over.
Yiku cocked an eyebrow and waved a hand in front of his face. Hiei didn't move or say anything.
"Hiei?" She was concerned for a moment because he didn't respond, but then again, he might have been just ignoring her like he usually did to everyone else. Suddenly, his eyes slid shut and he fell forward, face-first into the can.
Yiku yelped and jumped back as the sludge splattered in all directions, and still, the fire demon didn't move. She grabbed him by his hair on the back of head and pulled Hiei's face out. His eyes were still shut, and his mouth was hanging open slightly.
Wierd, she thought. What WAS that stuff?
Suddenly, Hiei's eyes snapped open, and a goofy grin appeared across his face. NOT something you see every day, especially from this particular pyromaniac.
"...Are you okay?" Yiku asked uncertainly. Hiei switched gears and the grin was replaced by a more familiar evil sneer. She suddenly found the tip of a katana less than a centimeter from her neck.
"YOU DARE THREATEN THE LORD OF THE HERBALLY ESSENCE?!" Hiei demanded. Yiku stared like a dear in headlights. His expression softened.
"Oh, it's only you, Princess Pyro." Hiei said. As if remembering something he should've done before, he got down on one knee and bowed his head, still covered in the pink goo. "I must beg your forgiveness, Your Magisty."
He laid his katana at Yiku's feet and stood up slowly. Yiku decided that maybe it would've been better if he had stayed unconscious.
"Ummm...it's okay?" she replied, unsure of what else to say. There was an awkward silence. Until...
"I MUST BE OFF!" Hiei declared. Then, flinging off his pink-stained cloak, he dashed out of the room. The once-black garment landed on Yiku's head, who struggled to pull it off. But this took too long for the half-Saiyan to do, and amongst the effort, she inhaled quite a bit of the fumes, and forgot what she was doing. Dazed, she simply sat still for minutes on end. From down the hall, Trunks heard a giggle, quiet at first, then turning into all-out hysteria that sounded very much like his cousin...
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Outside Capsule Corp, Sheba and Goten were just landing, and Kurama was running up to them.
"Sorry I'm late. Therapy." he said, waving off their initial questions. It was then that Sheba remembered about the demon's appointment with the psychiatrist, something about a situation with blue squirrels, a shampoo factory, and the rest of the Rekai tantei. She hadn't bothered to ask for the details and quite frankly, she didn't want to know exactly what happened.
But she wasn't about to attend another one of Yiku's "parties" without proper backup, in the form of her cousin Goten, and Kurama. Baaaad memories...
The three walked up to the front door of CC, when they heard a distant yell, and moments later, a huge crash and a thud. They looked at each other, nervous for a moment, then ran to the side of the mansion, where the source of the mayhem was.
As they rounded the corner, they caught sight of someone lying face down on the lawn, in nothing but white boxers with hearts on them.
"Hiei?!" Kurama exclaimed. Goten looked up to see an open window, from which he must've jumped. It was a good four stories up.
Hiei, upon hearing his name called, looked up, cross-eyed, as Sheba and Kurama ran over to him. He grinned and brandished his katana.
"Ah! Captain Pretty!" he said, delighted. "I see you've brought an accomplice! I have summoned General Ugly as well!"
Sheba, thinking Hiei had fallen from one too many buildings in his lifetime, looked over at Kurama to ask what the hell he was talking about. Kurama was bright red, and muttering, "Just ignore him..."
Hiei was sitting up now, and looking very serious. "Oh, but we cannot ignore it! The Blue Squirrels are plotting an attack! They want revenge, I tell you! REVENGE!"
Kurama was muttering to himself and rubbing his forehead with his knuckles, trying to rid himself of the memories...no, no, no, no....not again...
"Look! I have even acquired a map plotting their attack plans!" Hiei said proudly. "See?" He handed Goten a piece of construction paper with purple crayon scribbles that were very obviously made by Hiei's hand.
At that moment, another yell was heard, and another body fell from the same window and landed with a thud, just as Hiei had.
Yiku, however, landed head-first, being such a smart girl and knowing that it would have no effect whatsoever on her well-being.
"O Lord of Herbally Essence!" she burst out, eyes very wide and frantic. "The Purple Pigs! It-it's just as you have said! They're attacking our fortress!"
There was a collective blink, and the three guests looked up, bewildered to see nothing out of the ordinary, unless you count the window that had obviously been forced open.
"Egads!" Hiei exclaimed once again, "And look at this, Your Magisty! The Blue Squirrels have sent a threat-letter!" He snatched the paper from Goten, who was too confused to try and stop him, and thrust it in Yiku's face. Yiku read it fervently.
"My god, they must be stopped!" she declared heroically. "we can't do this alone!"
"I know, my princess! Which is why I have summoned backup!" Hiei pointed at Sheba, Goten, and Kurama, who obviously wanted no part in this little escapade.
Yiku blinked for a moment, then grinned insanely. She squealed, something the others had NEVER heard her do, then pulled them into a tight group hug. She kissed them each on the cheek, despite being covered in pink paint.
Maybe she held on just a little too long, because no sooner had she let go, the trio began to feel light-headed.
"Goten...Sheba...Kurama..." Yiku recited each of their names in reverance. "We are in your debt. We will never forget your help"
There was a long silence. Then...
"...You mean Captain Pretty." Kurama corrected slowly.
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Well, that's all for this chapter. Oh! I almost forgot! This is based off of a fic called "Purple High" by Keaira, I guess you could call it a sequel, but this is a crossover. Anyway, go read it! It's funny as hell! ^^
~Sheba and Yiku~
