Hair of Blood, Tears of Joy
Tomoko-chan: Hi! Um, this is my first story ever, so please assist! I love to get reviews and comments, so feel free to send 'em on in! Just a little note, I do NOT own Yu Yu Hakusho or any of its' characters. I just like Jin! I'm writing this because I think and hope it will be fun and to entertain all of you fine people out there, and to show my respect and love for this exceptional anime.
Now, on with the show!!
Chapter One
"Damn it!" Jin hissed softly, his fingers aiding the buttons as they refused to slide into their assigned holes. "What the hell? How do you humans manage with these things every day?"
"It's called clothes, Jin, and they're easier to put on when they fit." Yusuke grumbled as he raised his hand to his forehead. "You have to pick out the right size. Not many clothes fit everyone."
"And I suppose that these wouldn't be one of those clothes?"
"Nope," Yusuke almost chuckled at the sight. The gray sweatpants dangled over Jin's feet while the denim jacket looked ready to burst over his hard, strong muscles. The only thing that even looked like it fit was Yusuke's old baseball cap, and Jin had been wearing it since he had came.
"Screw these clothes!" Jin tore off the jacket. "I look like a freak in this junk!"
"Jin, you are a freak. At least, in this world."
"Whatever. Just get me some of the stuff you're wearing."
"What, this? It's just jeans and a T-shirt." Yusuke pointed at his faded clothing. Jin nodded.
"Yea. I want some of those. It looks pretty normal." He began to strip off his sweatpants, and threw them to the 'reject' pile along with about a dozen other shirts, pant, and jackets.
"Jesus, Jin!" Yusuke shielded his eyes. "Don't demons have underwear?"
"Ne?" Jin looked up innocently.
"I guess not." Yusuke sighed. "I'll be right back." He closed the dressing room door behind him, his face turning bright red. Why me? Yusuke thought. Then again, he had offered to help Jin out. Being teased and beaten everyday in the real world wasn't much fun, and Yusuke could only imagine the torture Jin and his teammates had to go through everyday after their loss at the Dark Tournament. Jin had fled his world, and transported his bruised, bleeding, shivering self to Yusuke's doorstep. It had only been a few days ago.
"Yusuke?"
"What?" Yusuke suddenly became one with reality again, and noticed Keiko, waiting patiently in front of him.
"Did the other clothes fit?" She brushed her hair away from her deep, brown eyes.
"Um, no." Yusuke replied bluntly with a smile. "He said he wants jeans, but they need to be a size smaller, and he also wants a T-shirt, but it needs to be a size bigger." He scratched the back of his head, averting his gaze from Keiko's beautiful complexion.
"Okay, anything else?"
"Yea, er.but I better get them myself." Yusuke blushed deeper.
"Why?"
"Because, unless you are used to the sight of men's undergarments, you would be quite embarrassed." Hiei spoke up from behind them. He was standing next to Kurama, who was choosing out some shirts.
"What?" Keiko gasped softly, her cheeks going a little pink.
"Demons have never heard of underwear, Keiko." Kurama explained with a smile, but never did his eyes lift from the arraignment of shirts he was focused on. "You must keep in mind that we have to teach Jin many, many things about our world if he's going to survive."
"Or stay out of prison." Yusuke remarked. "Hey Hiei, which one?" he asked with a puzzled expression.
"Which on what?"
"Boxers, or briefs?" Yusuke grinned and held up his examples. Keiko giggled softly as her face turned a friendly pink. Kurama laughed, and Hiei nearly lunged at Yusuke if it wasn't for Kurama's hand on his shoulder.
"Alright, I'll just give him boxers." Yusuke grabbed an assortment of all colors and patterns. "Oh! Red; you'll think he'll wear it?"
"I pray to whatever god or symbolic idol you humans worship that he will." Hiei muttered.
"Right." Yusuke laughed as he walked back into the dressing room with the jeans, T-shirts, and the array of boxers.
"Oye, it's about time!" Jin complained, hidden by the dressing room door. "It's freaking freezing in here, you know that?"
"Uh-huh." Yusuke closed his eyes, as if to block the disturbing image that was pushed into his head. "Here. Try these on. They should fit."
"'K" Jin grunted as he snatched the on coming clothing. "Hey, Yusuke, what are these things?" He held up a pair of boxers, waving it like a flag.
"Put those down! They're called underwear. You put them on before you put on your pants."
"You mean over your-"
"Yes! Yes! Now just put 'em on." Yusuke covered his face.
"Alright, alright.you make it sound like it's illegal to be naked in public."
"It is illegal to be naked in public here."
"Shit! You humans make up the most stupid laws!"
*****
"Oh, Jin!" Keiko clapped. "You look great!"
"Much better." Kurama agreed.
"Hmph." Hiei grunted, as usual.
"Oye, it took long enough to find something that would even fit over my head!" Jin laughed as he examined his newly clad self. "I miss my old clothes though."
"Don't worry, things will get much easier, now that we know your size."
"I like this red," Jin remarked as he pointed to his new crimson T- shirt. "It matches my hair."
"I still think blue would go better, it would compliment your eyes." Kurama cocked his head as he looked him over.
"Ew, you're starting to sound like a queer, Kurama" Yusuke stuck out his tounge. Kurama just smiled.
"Oye," Jin groaned. "I'm bored stiff. What do humans do for fun?"
"Well," Keiko began to count on her fingers. "We could go back to Yusuke's house and watch a movie, or we could just go out and see a movie too. The mall is always fun, and bord games and card games are."
"Keiko," Hiei interupted, "You're going to knock him unconcious with those ideas."
"What do you mean?" Keiko demanded.
"Those are boring ideas!" Yusuke nudged Keiko out of the picture. "Jin's only staying here for a little while, we need to make it count!"
"Yea!" Jin agreed, throwing his arm into the air.
"Let's see." Kurama put his finger on his chin. "We could go out to Kareoke Night."
"Yea! At that new club!"
"We could go dancing!" Keiko clapped, finally getting into it.
"Whoo!" Jin shouted, grinning.
"And drinking!"
"WHOO!"
"And."
"WHOO-HOOO!" Jin cried. "I can't wait anymore! Let's go!" He grasped Yusuke's and Keiko's wrists and proceeded to lead them to the parking lot.
"No!" Keiko yelled, pulling apart from Jin's hold. "No drinking!"
"Come on, Keiko!" Yusuke whinned.
"Yea, come one!" Jin nodded vigoresly.
"Well, not for me. I refuse to drink. I'm only going to dance."
"Yes! Guy's night out!"
"Yes!"
"Right." Hiei bowed his head, embarrassed.
"Come on, Hiei." Kurama smiled. "Let's join them. Let loose, for once in your life."
Hiei hesitated, his left eye twitching, but caved in. "Fine. But if you get intoxicated."
"Which we will!" Yusuke shouted, almost loud enogh for the entire department store to hear. "Come on boys! Let go get Kuwabara!"
At that moment, Jin was smiling happily, unaware of all of the things that awaited him in the days to come. He ran with his friends,blissfully occupied with plans for the night, that he could not have had any clue what was happening across town, or what would happen in the next few hours that would change his life.
Tomoko-chan: Hi! Um, this is my first story ever, so please assist! I love to get reviews and comments, so feel free to send 'em on in! Just a little note, I do NOT own Yu Yu Hakusho or any of its' characters. I just like Jin! I'm writing this because I think and hope it will be fun and to entertain all of you fine people out there, and to show my respect and love for this exceptional anime.
Now, on with the show!!
Chapter One
"Damn it!" Jin hissed softly, his fingers aiding the buttons as they refused to slide into their assigned holes. "What the hell? How do you humans manage with these things every day?"
"It's called clothes, Jin, and they're easier to put on when they fit." Yusuke grumbled as he raised his hand to his forehead. "You have to pick out the right size. Not many clothes fit everyone."
"And I suppose that these wouldn't be one of those clothes?"
"Nope," Yusuke almost chuckled at the sight. The gray sweatpants dangled over Jin's feet while the denim jacket looked ready to burst over his hard, strong muscles. The only thing that even looked like it fit was Yusuke's old baseball cap, and Jin had been wearing it since he had came.
"Screw these clothes!" Jin tore off the jacket. "I look like a freak in this junk!"
"Jin, you are a freak. At least, in this world."
"Whatever. Just get me some of the stuff you're wearing."
"What, this? It's just jeans and a T-shirt." Yusuke pointed at his faded clothing. Jin nodded.
"Yea. I want some of those. It looks pretty normal." He began to strip off his sweatpants, and threw them to the 'reject' pile along with about a dozen other shirts, pant, and jackets.
"Jesus, Jin!" Yusuke shielded his eyes. "Don't demons have underwear?"
"Ne?" Jin looked up innocently.
"I guess not." Yusuke sighed. "I'll be right back." He closed the dressing room door behind him, his face turning bright red. Why me? Yusuke thought. Then again, he had offered to help Jin out. Being teased and beaten everyday in the real world wasn't much fun, and Yusuke could only imagine the torture Jin and his teammates had to go through everyday after their loss at the Dark Tournament. Jin had fled his world, and transported his bruised, bleeding, shivering self to Yusuke's doorstep. It had only been a few days ago.
"Yusuke?"
"What?" Yusuke suddenly became one with reality again, and noticed Keiko, waiting patiently in front of him.
"Did the other clothes fit?" She brushed her hair away from her deep, brown eyes.
"Um, no." Yusuke replied bluntly with a smile. "He said he wants jeans, but they need to be a size smaller, and he also wants a T-shirt, but it needs to be a size bigger." He scratched the back of his head, averting his gaze from Keiko's beautiful complexion.
"Okay, anything else?"
"Yea, er.but I better get them myself." Yusuke blushed deeper.
"Why?"
"Because, unless you are used to the sight of men's undergarments, you would be quite embarrassed." Hiei spoke up from behind them. He was standing next to Kurama, who was choosing out some shirts.
"What?" Keiko gasped softly, her cheeks going a little pink.
"Demons have never heard of underwear, Keiko." Kurama explained with a smile, but never did his eyes lift from the arraignment of shirts he was focused on. "You must keep in mind that we have to teach Jin many, many things about our world if he's going to survive."
"Or stay out of prison." Yusuke remarked. "Hey Hiei, which one?" he asked with a puzzled expression.
"Which on what?"
"Boxers, or briefs?" Yusuke grinned and held up his examples. Keiko giggled softly as her face turned a friendly pink. Kurama laughed, and Hiei nearly lunged at Yusuke if it wasn't for Kurama's hand on his shoulder.
"Alright, I'll just give him boxers." Yusuke grabbed an assortment of all colors and patterns. "Oh! Red; you'll think he'll wear it?"
"I pray to whatever god or symbolic idol you humans worship that he will." Hiei muttered.
"Right." Yusuke laughed as he walked back into the dressing room with the jeans, T-shirts, and the array of boxers.
"Oye, it's about time!" Jin complained, hidden by the dressing room door. "It's freaking freezing in here, you know that?"
"Uh-huh." Yusuke closed his eyes, as if to block the disturbing image that was pushed into his head. "Here. Try these on. They should fit."
"'K" Jin grunted as he snatched the on coming clothing. "Hey, Yusuke, what are these things?" He held up a pair of boxers, waving it like a flag.
"Put those down! They're called underwear. You put them on before you put on your pants."
"You mean over your-"
"Yes! Yes! Now just put 'em on." Yusuke covered his face.
"Alright, alright.you make it sound like it's illegal to be naked in public."
"It is illegal to be naked in public here."
"Shit! You humans make up the most stupid laws!"
*****
"Oh, Jin!" Keiko clapped. "You look great!"
"Much better." Kurama agreed.
"Hmph." Hiei grunted, as usual.
"Oye, it took long enough to find something that would even fit over my head!" Jin laughed as he examined his newly clad self. "I miss my old clothes though."
"Don't worry, things will get much easier, now that we know your size."
"I like this red," Jin remarked as he pointed to his new crimson T- shirt. "It matches my hair."
"I still think blue would go better, it would compliment your eyes." Kurama cocked his head as he looked him over.
"Ew, you're starting to sound like a queer, Kurama" Yusuke stuck out his tounge. Kurama just smiled.
"Oye," Jin groaned. "I'm bored stiff. What do humans do for fun?"
"Well," Keiko began to count on her fingers. "We could go back to Yusuke's house and watch a movie, or we could just go out and see a movie too. The mall is always fun, and bord games and card games are."
"Keiko," Hiei interupted, "You're going to knock him unconcious with those ideas."
"What do you mean?" Keiko demanded.
"Those are boring ideas!" Yusuke nudged Keiko out of the picture. "Jin's only staying here for a little while, we need to make it count!"
"Yea!" Jin agreed, throwing his arm into the air.
"Let's see." Kurama put his finger on his chin. "We could go out to Kareoke Night."
"Yea! At that new club!"
"We could go dancing!" Keiko clapped, finally getting into it.
"Whoo!" Jin shouted, grinning.
"And drinking!"
"WHOO!"
"And."
"WHOO-HOOO!" Jin cried. "I can't wait anymore! Let's go!" He grasped Yusuke's and Keiko's wrists and proceeded to lead them to the parking lot.
"No!" Keiko yelled, pulling apart from Jin's hold. "No drinking!"
"Come on, Keiko!" Yusuke whinned.
"Yea, come one!" Jin nodded vigoresly.
"Well, not for me. I refuse to drink. I'm only going to dance."
"Yes! Guy's night out!"
"Yes!"
"Right." Hiei bowed his head, embarrassed.
"Come on, Hiei." Kurama smiled. "Let's join them. Let loose, for once in your life."
Hiei hesitated, his left eye twitching, but caved in. "Fine. But if you get intoxicated."
"Which we will!" Yusuke shouted, almost loud enogh for the entire department store to hear. "Come on boys! Let go get Kuwabara!"
At that moment, Jin was smiling happily, unaware of all of the things that awaited him in the days to come. He ran with his friends,blissfully occupied with plans for the night, that he could not have had any clue what was happening across town, or what would happen in the next few hours that would change his life.