K.A: This chappie has a little less humor than the rest to me. But I hope
you still enjoy it. Don't worry, more humor to come later! Oh the
Jin/Yusuke situation is, um brought to light. This chapter was a little
hard to write. But I somewhat like the outcome. Please tell me if you like
it or not.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own YYH or any quotes I took. Thank you.
Kurama went back to the hotel room to find Jin and Yusuke sleeping. Jin was sprawled upside down on the couch and Yusuke was sprawled out right next to him with an arm wrapped around his waist. Video-tapes and soda bottles were spread everywhere.
"Aww isn't that adorable Kurama?" Hiei asked in a monotone voice from the kitchen. "It's kind of disturbing. I would move them myself but they might team up and try to kick my ass."
"What are you doing?"
"Making some noodles," Hiei answered. "Want some?"
"No thanks. I'm going to bed." Kurama went to his bed and fell asleep quickly.
The next morning Kurama woke up early, and decided to make himself some pre- match pancakes.
Yusuke and Jin were still knocked out on the couch.
Kurama made some pancake batter using instant-add-water mix and starting cooking them.
"Mmm...I smell something," Jin groggily muttered. He leaned up. "Oh Urameshi! Get up!" Jin poked Yusuke on his upper thigh.
"Ahh!" Yusuke jumped up. "Jin! You know that's my sensitive-" He stopped when he saw Kurama staring at them and grinning.
"So..did you two have a good time last night?" Kurama asked, winking. "I think Hiei was kinda creeped out."
"Yeah. I mean, hey! What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Yusuke yelled.
"..Yusuke, you need to eat something before we go." Kurama handed Yusuke a plate of pancakes. "Does your lover- um, I mean Jin, want any?"
"Kurama! Stop it! Besides, you have no proof." Yusuke snatched the plate away. "Anyway, what about you and Hiei?"
"What about me and Hiei?" Kurama asked. "We're best friends. Hiei isn't gay."
"Are you?" Jin asked.
"Eat the damn pancakes." Kurama went to get dressed in his 'battle outfit.'
An hour later the team met up in front of the arena.
"This is it." Yusuke cracked his knuckles.
"Oye, Urameshi! I'll be in the front row cheering ya on!" Jin blew a kiss at him and ran into the stands.
"Aww Yusuke. What a letdown for Keiko," Kuwabara laughed.
"Shut up. Let's go," Yusuke led them in.
Juri (that's the announcer, right?) announced the Urameshi team into the arena. They stood there for a few minutes, being booed at, until the Toguro team was announced out.
"Okay this will a one on one, set of five matches. Best out of three wins. First fighters, please take your places!
Karasu sauntered on to the "stage" in the middle of the arena where the fights took place. Then he looked at Kurama in the eye and signaled him on with a finger.
"Come on Kurama let's do this." Karasu gave a low laugh.
"Good luck Kurama, I know you can beat that freak!" Yusuke coached.
Karasu stretched out his fingers and they turned a blood red.
"Look at him trying to scare us with his stupid fingers," Kuwabara scoffed angrily.
"Careful, Kurama," Hiei warned. "The best route to go is Yoko."
Kurama walked nervously up to where Karasu stood.
"Ready...FIGHT!" Juri announced right before hightailing out of there. " I ain't stupid!" She shouted, running into the crowd.
"Alright, Kurama, let's make this somewhat quick," Karasu whispered very softly.
Kurama sighed as he turned into Yoko, finally figuring out how to do it after transforming into him the first time. He wanted not to turn, but decided at the last minute it was the best route.
"No need to worry, Suichi," Yoko said through their mind link. "I will honor your wish with him. As long as I don't suspect treachery, that is."
"Thank you," Kurama replied as his red hair faded into silver.
"Good. Now he stands a chance," Yoko heard Hiei say very loudly.
"Mmm I was hoping for a close up with the famous thief Yoko. What magnificence." Karasu said as he ran up and reached for his neck, missing of course. "Didn't expect you so soon."
"Thank you," Yoko pulled out the rose whip. "Now I finally get to see the man Suichi is so captivated with. What an honor," Yoko tugged at the whip.
"So Kurama is captivated with me, huh?" Karasu asked.
"I'm sure you already knew that," Yoko grinned, pulling out a handful of seeds.
"He is beautiful. Very beautiful," Karasu answered.
"You better take care of him, or I'll kick your ass," Yoko threw the seeds at Karasu, which quickly grew, but not to the point where Karasu was trapped or hurt. "Suichi and I are one."
"No need to concern yourself. I will protect and care him. You have my word."
"Good. Suichi is very strong and intelligent, but sometimes lets his emotions get the best of him. Don't let him down," Yoko snapped his rose whip around Karasu's neck and proceeded to 'choke' him.
"I won't, but need to draw some blood right now," Karasu said.
"Fine. I can sustain an injury, for Suichi."
Karasu grandly grabbed at Yoko's neck, causing a little blood to spurt out at a fast rate.
"Careful," Yoko whispered, wincing a little at the pain.
"I'm sorry. I was starting to notice some suspicious looks. I guess no matter how much we practice, we can't plan the whole thing out ahead of time, like we hoped."
Yoko pulled Karasu closer with his whip around his neck and Karasu doted him in the eye softly. Both competitors fell back exaggeratedly.
"It seems they have knocked each other out," Juri announced. "I will now take the ten count."
"One...two...three... four.... five ... six.... seven..." Juri counted slowly.
"Kurama?! What the hell are you doing? Get the fuck up!" Yusuke screamed loudly.
"Karasu, I know you are much more skilled than this," Younger Toguro announced.
"...eight...nine..."
"Stop fooling around and get up NOW!" Hiei shouted.
"....ten. A double knockout."
"WHAT?! NO WAY!" Koenma screamed.
"Quite a disappointment... but the bastard will pay," Sakyou sneered. "They both will."
"Yes," Elder Toguro agreed.
"Hmm ... they're not getting up. We need stretchers to carry them back," said Juri.
Kurama felt himself resurfacing.
"...I did the dirty work for you, Suichi," Yoko told him. "Now it's time for you to do the clean up, especially if certain people find out that you and Karasu basically rigged your match."
"I understand, and thanks for your help."
"This is insane!" Kurama heard Hiei scream. "Kurama! GET UP! Let me in the ring!"
"No! You can't enter until the competitors are out of the ring!"
'Good thing, too,' Kurama thought. 'Then Hiei might figure out I'm faking being unconscious. I hope I'm doing a good job.'
Kurama felt himself being carried somewhere, then dropped off somewhere.
After a few moments, he opened his eyes. Karasu was sitting up, watching him. Kurama looked around. They looked like they were just dumped in a dark corner of the halls of the arena.
"You scared me for a moment," Karasu nervously forced a laugh. "I thought you might really be unconscious."
"Did it really work?" Kurama asked, rubbing at his eyes.
"I don't know, really... but here we are."
"Yup."
They sat in silence for a moment.
"So...what do we do?" Kurama asked.
"Let's try to leave the arena." Karasu got up and helped Kurama out.
They walked down the twisted halls until they spotted a patch of bright light- the door.
Suddenly two figures blocked it - Sakyou and Elder Toguro!
"Oh shit," Karasu muttered as he saw them.
"Well, now Karasu," Sakyou gave a malicious grin.
"Excuse me," Karasu said coldly.
"You proceed to form some little deal with him," Sakyou sneered and pointed at Kurama, "And lie to me to my face about it. This makes me a very unhappy little camper."
"Well, tough shit, find a different camp," Karasu glared at him. "Now move."
"Just wait until brother hears of this," Elder Toguro snapped. "We will make your torture immense."
"Karasu, you and your little fox friend will pay for your betrayal." Sakyou's eyes flared with anger. "You better watch your backs."
K.A: So, what do you think? Please R&R!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own YYH or any quotes I took. Thank you.
Kurama went back to the hotel room to find Jin and Yusuke sleeping. Jin was sprawled upside down on the couch and Yusuke was sprawled out right next to him with an arm wrapped around his waist. Video-tapes and soda bottles were spread everywhere.
"Aww isn't that adorable Kurama?" Hiei asked in a monotone voice from the kitchen. "It's kind of disturbing. I would move them myself but they might team up and try to kick my ass."
"What are you doing?"
"Making some noodles," Hiei answered. "Want some?"
"No thanks. I'm going to bed." Kurama went to his bed and fell asleep quickly.
The next morning Kurama woke up early, and decided to make himself some pre- match pancakes.
Yusuke and Jin were still knocked out on the couch.
Kurama made some pancake batter using instant-add-water mix and starting cooking them.
"Mmm...I smell something," Jin groggily muttered. He leaned up. "Oh Urameshi! Get up!" Jin poked Yusuke on his upper thigh.
"Ahh!" Yusuke jumped up. "Jin! You know that's my sensitive-" He stopped when he saw Kurama staring at them and grinning.
"So..did you two have a good time last night?" Kurama asked, winking. "I think Hiei was kinda creeped out."
"Yeah. I mean, hey! What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Yusuke yelled.
"..Yusuke, you need to eat something before we go." Kurama handed Yusuke a plate of pancakes. "Does your lover- um, I mean Jin, want any?"
"Kurama! Stop it! Besides, you have no proof." Yusuke snatched the plate away. "Anyway, what about you and Hiei?"
"What about me and Hiei?" Kurama asked. "We're best friends. Hiei isn't gay."
"Are you?" Jin asked.
"Eat the damn pancakes." Kurama went to get dressed in his 'battle outfit.'
An hour later the team met up in front of the arena.
"This is it." Yusuke cracked his knuckles.
"Oye, Urameshi! I'll be in the front row cheering ya on!" Jin blew a kiss at him and ran into the stands.
"Aww Yusuke. What a letdown for Keiko," Kuwabara laughed.
"Shut up. Let's go," Yusuke led them in.
Juri (that's the announcer, right?) announced the Urameshi team into the arena. They stood there for a few minutes, being booed at, until the Toguro team was announced out.
"Okay this will a one on one, set of five matches. Best out of three wins. First fighters, please take your places!
Karasu sauntered on to the "stage" in the middle of the arena where the fights took place. Then he looked at Kurama in the eye and signaled him on with a finger.
"Come on Kurama let's do this." Karasu gave a low laugh.
"Good luck Kurama, I know you can beat that freak!" Yusuke coached.
Karasu stretched out his fingers and they turned a blood red.
"Look at him trying to scare us with his stupid fingers," Kuwabara scoffed angrily.
"Careful, Kurama," Hiei warned. "The best route to go is Yoko."
Kurama walked nervously up to where Karasu stood.
"Ready...FIGHT!" Juri announced right before hightailing out of there. " I ain't stupid!" She shouted, running into the crowd.
"Alright, Kurama, let's make this somewhat quick," Karasu whispered very softly.
Kurama sighed as he turned into Yoko, finally figuring out how to do it after transforming into him the first time. He wanted not to turn, but decided at the last minute it was the best route.
"No need to worry, Suichi," Yoko said through their mind link. "I will honor your wish with him. As long as I don't suspect treachery, that is."
"Thank you," Kurama replied as his red hair faded into silver.
"Good. Now he stands a chance," Yoko heard Hiei say very loudly.
"Mmm I was hoping for a close up with the famous thief Yoko. What magnificence." Karasu said as he ran up and reached for his neck, missing of course. "Didn't expect you so soon."
"Thank you," Yoko pulled out the rose whip. "Now I finally get to see the man Suichi is so captivated with. What an honor," Yoko tugged at the whip.
"So Kurama is captivated with me, huh?" Karasu asked.
"I'm sure you already knew that," Yoko grinned, pulling out a handful of seeds.
"He is beautiful. Very beautiful," Karasu answered.
"You better take care of him, or I'll kick your ass," Yoko threw the seeds at Karasu, which quickly grew, but not to the point where Karasu was trapped or hurt. "Suichi and I are one."
"No need to concern yourself. I will protect and care him. You have my word."
"Good. Suichi is very strong and intelligent, but sometimes lets his emotions get the best of him. Don't let him down," Yoko snapped his rose whip around Karasu's neck and proceeded to 'choke' him.
"I won't, but need to draw some blood right now," Karasu said.
"Fine. I can sustain an injury, for Suichi."
Karasu grandly grabbed at Yoko's neck, causing a little blood to spurt out at a fast rate.
"Careful," Yoko whispered, wincing a little at the pain.
"I'm sorry. I was starting to notice some suspicious looks. I guess no matter how much we practice, we can't plan the whole thing out ahead of time, like we hoped."
Yoko pulled Karasu closer with his whip around his neck and Karasu doted him in the eye softly. Both competitors fell back exaggeratedly.
"It seems they have knocked each other out," Juri announced. "I will now take the ten count."
"One...two...three... four.... five ... six.... seven..." Juri counted slowly.
"Kurama?! What the hell are you doing? Get the fuck up!" Yusuke screamed loudly.
"Karasu, I know you are much more skilled than this," Younger Toguro announced.
"...eight...nine..."
"Stop fooling around and get up NOW!" Hiei shouted.
"....ten. A double knockout."
"WHAT?! NO WAY!" Koenma screamed.
"Quite a disappointment... but the bastard will pay," Sakyou sneered. "They both will."
"Yes," Elder Toguro agreed.
"Hmm ... they're not getting up. We need stretchers to carry them back," said Juri.
Kurama felt himself resurfacing.
"...I did the dirty work for you, Suichi," Yoko told him. "Now it's time for you to do the clean up, especially if certain people find out that you and Karasu basically rigged your match."
"I understand, and thanks for your help."
"This is insane!" Kurama heard Hiei scream. "Kurama! GET UP! Let me in the ring!"
"No! You can't enter until the competitors are out of the ring!"
'Good thing, too,' Kurama thought. 'Then Hiei might figure out I'm faking being unconscious. I hope I'm doing a good job.'
Kurama felt himself being carried somewhere, then dropped off somewhere.
After a few moments, he opened his eyes. Karasu was sitting up, watching him. Kurama looked around. They looked like they were just dumped in a dark corner of the halls of the arena.
"You scared me for a moment," Karasu nervously forced a laugh. "I thought you might really be unconscious."
"Did it really work?" Kurama asked, rubbing at his eyes.
"I don't know, really... but here we are."
"Yup."
They sat in silence for a moment.
"So...what do we do?" Kurama asked.
"Let's try to leave the arena." Karasu got up and helped Kurama out.
They walked down the twisted halls until they spotted a patch of bright light- the door.
Suddenly two figures blocked it - Sakyou and Elder Toguro!
"Oh shit," Karasu muttered as he saw them.
"Well, now Karasu," Sakyou gave a malicious grin.
"Excuse me," Karasu said coldly.
"You proceed to form some little deal with him," Sakyou sneered and pointed at Kurama, "And lie to me to my face about it. This makes me a very unhappy little camper."
"Well, tough shit, find a different camp," Karasu glared at him. "Now move."
"Just wait until brother hears of this," Elder Toguro snapped. "We will make your torture immense."
"Karasu, you and your little fox friend will pay for your betrayal." Sakyou's eyes flared with anger. "You better watch your backs."
K.A: So, what do you think? Please R&R!