Just so everyone knows, I didn't kill the Yu Yu Hakusho people. Even
if I did, I couldn't admit to it cause I don't own them. I would like to
kill certian fire demons who throw their katana at me for no good reason.
*ducks Hiei's katana* HA!!
Disclaimer: I already said it. Do I need to say it again?
Kuronue: *appears out of nowhere* Yeah.
Nagem: KURONUE!!!!!! YAY!!!!!
Kuronue *sweatdrops* Huh?
Nagem: *Tackles Kuronue* Cool! Yay! *hugs him so hard she begins to cut off his airstream* I knew you weren't dead, I knew you weren't dead, I knew you weren't dead . . . *notices Kuronue's blue face.* Are you all right? Kuronue?? Kuronue!!!
Hiei, Kurama, Yusuke . . . you get the idea: O.O;
Nagem: *sobbing* I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho!! *wails* KURONUE!!
It had been three, almost four weeks since Jeroun had come to the Ningenkai. He rather enjoyed the life he lived there. He had seen Shuichi's mother on and off, but she was always nice and ready to help him in any way she could. He still worried about Kuronue and when he was going to escape . . . and if he was going to survive the attempt. He had yet to mention Kuronue's partnership with Youko Kurama for two reasons. One; If Shuichi knew about Youko Kurama, he could easily figure out that Jeroun was lieing about Kuronue's name being "Kanon" and Two; The redhead always went rather quiet whenever the kitsune was mentioned. One day he went downstairs to see Shuichi smiling happily.
"What's up?" Jeroun asked as he sat down at the table. "Why are you so happy?" Shuichi turned and set a plate of eggs and bacon down in front of Jeroun.
"Well, I decided because you haven't tried anything fishy," Shuichi began. "I thought I'd invite the rest of the Reikai Tentai, plus a few friends, over to see how everyone gets along!" Jeroun blinked, and looked down at his plate.
"Are you sure Koenma's okay with this?" Jeroun asked.
"Ah, he won't mind. And he can't do anything to you because it was my idea, if that's what you're worried about," Shuichi said. Jeroun wanted to talk about something else besides the punishment he would receive if he did something wrong.
"Your mother's out again?" Jeroun asked. She had come home a few days after Jeroun and Shuichi's first real discussion, and then left again for two weeks, and had come home for one.
"Yeah, early this morning," Shuichi said. "Before either of us were up." Jeroun nodded and shovled a bite of eggs into his mouth.
"When is everyone coming over?" Jeroun asked, deciding he'd meet the rest of the team even if he didn't want to.
"I called them last night," Shuichi said. "Today at . . . oh! They'll be here in about fifteen minutes!!" Jeroun choked on his breakfast.
"What? Fifteen minutes!"
"Actually, one of us is already here," came a voice from one of the windows in the kitchen. Jeroun looked over to see a short demon with spiky black hair and a white headband sitting on the windowsill. He wore all black and had threw out enough yoki to make Jeroun nervous. Shuichi, however, smiled at the newcomer.
"Hello, Hiei," Shuichi said. "Breakfast?" He offered a plate, the one he was about to eat, to Hiei. Hiei scowled.
"Hn," he said. "I don't know why I come to these things you ningens call parties." He glanced over at Jeroun. "So this is him?"
"Yep," Shuichi said. "Rather quiet and creepy at first, but nice enough once you get to know him. Rather like you, Hiei." Both demons glared at Shuichi.
"I'm not like him!" they both yelled at once.
"Relax, I was only joking," Shuichi said as he took a bite of his breakfast. "So . . . in case you haven't got the point, Jeroun, this is Hiei, and Hiei, his name is Jeroun."
"Nice to meet you," Jeroun said. "I guess."
"Hn. I should leave right now," Hiei said. (Bastard,) Jeroun thought.
"There'll be sweet snow once everyone gets here," Shuichi said. "And Yukina will be here as well. What would happen if Kuwabara. . . ."
"All right! I get the point!" Hiei yelled. "I'll stay." Shuichi was working hard to surpress a laugh, and Jeroun felt there was something he had missed. He had no time to ponder it, as there were several loud yells coming from the front door along with the insistant ringing of the annoying thing Shuichi called a "doorbell."
"Hang on, that's probably Yusuke and Kuwabara," Shuichi said, leaving the kitchen. Jeroun heard a muffled, "Hey Kur-mmmfff!" before he heard Shuichi's voice hiss, "I'm Shuichi today, okay guys?"
"How long are you gonna be Shuichi?"
"Probably until Jeroun leaves," Shuichi said.
"Jeroun?"
"That's the dude I'm watching to make sure he doesn't try anything fishy," Shuichi said. "Just do as I ask, okay?"
"Gotcha," said another voice. A few moments later Shuichi re-entered the kitchen followed by two boys, one with dark hair and one with orange hair.
"And these are?"
"The dimwit and the baka," Hiei muttered under his breath. But, because the kitchen was so crowded, everyone heard it.
"I am not a baka!" the dark-haired boy yelled.
"I was talking about Kuwabaka," Hiei said. "You're the dimwit, Yusuke."
"Oh," the dark-haired boy-Yusuke-said. "Misunderstood you." Kuwabaka, as Hiei had called him, glared at the short fire demon.
"Anyway, Jeroun," Shuichi interrupted, "The one with the dark hair is Yusuke, and the one with the orange hair is not Kuwabaka, but Kuwabara."
"I can see how you would mistake the name," Jeroun said to Hiei. Kuwabara glared at him. Hiei glared back. Everyone ignored them. Jeroun leaned over to Shuichi. "This is their normal behavior?" he asked, truly curious that two "friends" could act like this to each other.
"Yeah," Shuichi said. "But you'll get used to it."
"Really?"
"Not too hard to," Yusuke said as Shuichi ran off to answer another calling of the doorbell. "But it does get annoying sometimes, too."
"KAZUMA KUWABARA!!!!" A young woman with long light-brown hair stormed in and began whalloping on Kuwbara's head. Shuichi was in the kitchen a split second later trying to get her to stop. He didn't have much luck, because every time the woman brought her hand back for a punch, Shuichi would end up getting hit in the face.
"Shizuru, ouch, please stop, umph, this house isn't a place for ouch! Violence. WILL YOU STOP HITTING ME?!?!?" Everyone stared at him. "Sorry. It's just frustrating to try and explain something when the person you're explaining it to keeps smacking you in the face."
"Sorry Ku-Shuichi," the woman-Shizuru, caught herself as she almost said something besides "Shuichi". Jeroun's attention was suddenly caught by two more females standing in the doorway to the kitchen. One had blue hair tied back into a single ponytail and the other had short brown hair that she let frame her face. Shuichi smiled politely and walked up to them.
"Hello, Keiko, Botan," he said. Then he motioned over to Jeroun. "This is Jeroun, the one I told you about. Remember?" Both nodded. "Good. Jeroun, this is Keiko-" he pointed to the brown-haired one "-And Botan." He guestered to the other one. Both nodded, and Jeroun smiled. "The one who was hitting Kuwabara just now is Shizuru, Kuwabara's older sister." Shizuru walked right up to Jeroun and extended her hand. Jeroun shook it, afraid that she would start whalloping him, and backed into a corner to let the others converse.
"Did you invite the toddler, Shuichi?" Yusuke asked.
"No, I thought it would be better not to, since I'm not sure he would approve of Jeroun meeting everyone," Shuichi said. "I just felt the guy needed a little change of pace."
"Must be hard, being locked up, first in jail, and then here," Keiko said. "Not that here's a bad place or anything, Shuichi."
"Yeah, I felt bad while I was bringing the two of them back from the Spirit World," Botan said. Jeroun stared at her.
"So you're the one who brought me here," he said.
"You finally recognize me!" Botan grinned. "And here I was thinking I'd been forgotten."
"Baka ferrygirl," Hiei commented. (A/N: I just love his little side comments, don't you? ^__^) Then a curious look came over his face. "Did you invite Yukina, Shuichi?" Everyone looked as though a miracle had occured. Jeroun could tell, even from just the two minutes he had spent with Hiei, that the shorter fire demon did not voice his feelings or thoughts very often, much less in a guesture of concern or interest that he had displayed here.
"Y-yes," Shuichi said. Then Kuwabara sprang forward.
"What would you care, Shrimp?" he asked. Yusuke, Botan, and Shuichi stared at him. Kuwabara obviously took this the wrong way. "What? Am I missing something here? Hang on . . . does he think he's in love with her?" Yusuke, Botan, and Shuichi obviously found this very funny. Yusuke fell onto the floor laughing, Botan was giggling while clutching at a counter for support, and Shuichi was doing his best, and failing miserably, to hold back laughter that was rising in his throat.
"I DO NOT, YOU DAMNED NINGEN!!" Hiei yelled at the top of his voice. Jeroun looked around with a confused look on his face. He wasn't the only one, either. Keiko, Shizuru, and Kuwabara looked just as confused as Jeroun felt.
"What's so funny?" he mouthed to Shuichi.
"Later," Shuichi mouthed in response, as soon as he could control himself. Just then, everything seemed to pause with one little voice.
"Is there something I missed?" The commotion that Hiei, Kuwabara, Yusuke, Botan, and Shuichi had caused stopped as everyone looked over to see a small girl, about Hiei's size, with green-blue hair pulled away from her face and red eyes, that looked very much like Hiei's, Jeroun noted. On that thought, he opened his mouth to ask a very dangerous question.
"Hey, ma'am, are you and Hiei look very much alike. Are you two- mmmmmmmfffff!!!" Shuichi had slapped his hand over Jeroun's mouth, blocking out the last word. It was a good thing, too as Hiei had realized what he was going to say and was throwing obvious death glares in his direction. Shuichi lauged nervously.
"No, Yukina, you didn't miss a thing," Shuichi said. "I have to go and talk to Jeroun for a moment. We'll be right back."
"Okay then," Yukina said cheerfully, but it seemed that she had caught onto Jeroun's sentence, for she was looking in Hiei's direction now. (A/N: I am SO setting up a sequal here. I can see it now . . . don't kill me, Hiei!!) When Shuichi had drug Jeroun out into the sitting room, he had a very serious look on his face.
"Okay, here's the deal," Shuichi said. "Yes, Yukina and Hiei are siblings, but they were seperated when they were young. We found Yukina about a year or so ago (A/N: I think it's been that long. If it hasn't, it should be.) but Hiei does not want to tell her the truth. He feels he'd be hurting her, because he's . . . he's . . . a murderer, and such. Okay?"
"He should tell her," Jeroun said in response.
"We all agree. And we would tell her if Hiei didn't threaten to kill us," Shuichi said. He began to walk back into the kitchen where very forced conversation was being held.
"Dang, that's harsh!!" Jeroun said before he joined Shuichi.
Kuronue ticked step after step off of the mental list he had made for his escape plan. He had handholds all the way up the wall, he was ready to go at any moment, he had a lie ready for when he met Shuichi and Jeroun, now all he needed was a chance to get out. Going back to his cell one night, he loosened a stone in the floor in the corner and wedged it out. Under it were various things he had stolen from the guards over the years. Hey, he hadn't been Youko Kurama's partner for nothing! Here was his answer. He picked up several peices of gold and caught the attention of the demon in the next cell over.
"What do you want?"
"You to help me," Kuronue said.
"What's in it for me?"
"This," Kuronue held up the gold. "And most everything else that I own here in this jail."
"That is?" Kuronue estimated quickly.
"Nearly enough to buy yourself out of this place," Kuronue said. "What do you say to that?" The other demon was interested. He was rubbing his hands together and licking his lips.
"What do I have to do to get it?"
"Cause a diversion after breakfast, just long enough for something to scale the wall," Kuronue said. "I'll put the gold next to the wall outside. You can go and get it after you do your part."
"Sounds good," the demon said.
"And here's a little something in advance." Kuronue tossed a peice of gold to the other demon and laid down to go to sleep, hoping that the other demon had not sensed Kuronue's intentions.
Okay! Another chapter! Let's throw a party! *Parties* Well, that was fun. I'll be working on the next chapter after I finish this one, so fear not! I shall update soon!
Oh, and I'm sorry about the "you sickos" comment in the last chapter. I didn't mean it the way some people took it, and I should take it out, but I'm too lazy. I know this sounds like a pathetic excuse, but I was in a bad mood when I wrote last time. All of my friends were yelling at me to update, I was tired of reviews screaming, "NO YAOI!!" (Of course, that might be my own fault right there, and I'm sick. So, sorry, please don't quit reading, and all of that.
Bye! -Nagem
Disclaimer: I already said it. Do I need to say it again?
Kuronue: *appears out of nowhere* Yeah.
Nagem: KURONUE!!!!!! YAY!!!!!
Kuronue *sweatdrops* Huh?
Nagem: *Tackles Kuronue* Cool! Yay! *hugs him so hard she begins to cut off his airstream* I knew you weren't dead, I knew you weren't dead, I knew you weren't dead . . . *notices Kuronue's blue face.* Are you all right? Kuronue?? Kuronue!!!
Hiei, Kurama, Yusuke . . . you get the idea: O.O;
Nagem: *sobbing* I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho!! *wails* KURONUE!!
It had been three, almost four weeks since Jeroun had come to the Ningenkai. He rather enjoyed the life he lived there. He had seen Shuichi's mother on and off, but she was always nice and ready to help him in any way she could. He still worried about Kuronue and when he was going to escape . . . and if he was going to survive the attempt. He had yet to mention Kuronue's partnership with Youko Kurama for two reasons. One; If Shuichi knew about Youko Kurama, he could easily figure out that Jeroun was lieing about Kuronue's name being "Kanon" and Two; The redhead always went rather quiet whenever the kitsune was mentioned. One day he went downstairs to see Shuichi smiling happily.
"What's up?" Jeroun asked as he sat down at the table. "Why are you so happy?" Shuichi turned and set a plate of eggs and bacon down in front of Jeroun.
"Well, I decided because you haven't tried anything fishy," Shuichi began. "I thought I'd invite the rest of the Reikai Tentai, plus a few friends, over to see how everyone gets along!" Jeroun blinked, and looked down at his plate.
"Are you sure Koenma's okay with this?" Jeroun asked.
"Ah, he won't mind. And he can't do anything to you because it was my idea, if that's what you're worried about," Shuichi said. Jeroun wanted to talk about something else besides the punishment he would receive if he did something wrong.
"Your mother's out again?" Jeroun asked. She had come home a few days after Jeroun and Shuichi's first real discussion, and then left again for two weeks, and had come home for one.
"Yeah, early this morning," Shuichi said. "Before either of us were up." Jeroun nodded and shovled a bite of eggs into his mouth.
"When is everyone coming over?" Jeroun asked, deciding he'd meet the rest of the team even if he didn't want to.
"I called them last night," Shuichi said. "Today at . . . oh! They'll be here in about fifteen minutes!!" Jeroun choked on his breakfast.
"What? Fifteen minutes!"
"Actually, one of us is already here," came a voice from one of the windows in the kitchen. Jeroun looked over to see a short demon with spiky black hair and a white headband sitting on the windowsill. He wore all black and had threw out enough yoki to make Jeroun nervous. Shuichi, however, smiled at the newcomer.
"Hello, Hiei," Shuichi said. "Breakfast?" He offered a plate, the one he was about to eat, to Hiei. Hiei scowled.
"Hn," he said. "I don't know why I come to these things you ningens call parties." He glanced over at Jeroun. "So this is him?"
"Yep," Shuichi said. "Rather quiet and creepy at first, but nice enough once you get to know him. Rather like you, Hiei." Both demons glared at Shuichi.
"I'm not like him!" they both yelled at once.
"Relax, I was only joking," Shuichi said as he took a bite of his breakfast. "So . . . in case you haven't got the point, Jeroun, this is Hiei, and Hiei, his name is Jeroun."
"Nice to meet you," Jeroun said. "I guess."
"Hn. I should leave right now," Hiei said. (Bastard,) Jeroun thought.
"There'll be sweet snow once everyone gets here," Shuichi said. "And Yukina will be here as well. What would happen if Kuwabara. . . ."
"All right! I get the point!" Hiei yelled. "I'll stay." Shuichi was working hard to surpress a laugh, and Jeroun felt there was something he had missed. He had no time to ponder it, as there were several loud yells coming from the front door along with the insistant ringing of the annoying thing Shuichi called a "doorbell."
"Hang on, that's probably Yusuke and Kuwabara," Shuichi said, leaving the kitchen. Jeroun heard a muffled, "Hey Kur-mmmfff!" before he heard Shuichi's voice hiss, "I'm Shuichi today, okay guys?"
"How long are you gonna be Shuichi?"
"Probably until Jeroun leaves," Shuichi said.
"Jeroun?"
"That's the dude I'm watching to make sure he doesn't try anything fishy," Shuichi said. "Just do as I ask, okay?"
"Gotcha," said another voice. A few moments later Shuichi re-entered the kitchen followed by two boys, one with dark hair and one with orange hair.
"And these are?"
"The dimwit and the baka," Hiei muttered under his breath. But, because the kitchen was so crowded, everyone heard it.
"I am not a baka!" the dark-haired boy yelled.
"I was talking about Kuwabaka," Hiei said. "You're the dimwit, Yusuke."
"Oh," the dark-haired boy-Yusuke-said. "Misunderstood you." Kuwabaka, as Hiei had called him, glared at the short fire demon.
"Anyway, Jeroun," Shuichi interrupted, "The one with the dark hair is Yusuke, and the one with the orange hair is not Kuwabaka, but Kuwabara."
"I can see how you would mistake the name," Jeroun said to Hiei. Kuwabara glared at him. Hiei glared back. Everyone ignored them. Jeroun leaned over to Shuichi. "This is their normal behavior?" he asked, truly curious that two "friends" could act like this to each other.
"Yeah," Shuichi said. "But you'll get used to it."
"Really?"
"Not too hard to," Yusuke said as Shuichi ran off to answer another calling of the doorbell. "But it does get annoying sometimes, too."
"KAZUMA KUWABARA!!!!" A young woman with long light-brown hair stormed in and began whalloping on Kuwbara's head. Shuichi was in the kitchen a split second later trying to get her to stop. He didn't have much luck, because every time the woman brought her hand back for a punch, Shuichi would end up getting hit in the face.
"Shizuru, ouch, please stop, umph, this house isn't a place for ouch! Violence. WILL YOU STOP HITTING ME?!?!?" Everyone stared at him. "Sorry. It's just frustrating to try and explain something when the person you're explaining it to keeps smacking you in the face."
"Sorry Ku-Shuichi," the woman-Shizuru, caught herself as she almost said something besides "Shuichi". Jeroun's attention was suddenly caught by two more females standing in the doorway to the kitchen. One had blue hair tied back into a single ponytail and the other had short brown hair that she let frame her face. Shuichi smiled politely and walked up to them.
"Hello, Keiko, Botan," he said. Then he motioned over to Jeroun. "This is Jeroun, the one I told you about. Remember?" Both nodded. "Good. Jeroun, this is Keiko-" he pointed to the brown-haired one "-And Botan." He guestered to the other one. Both nodded, and Jeroun smiled. "The one who was hitting Kuwabara just now is Shizuru, Kuwabara's older sister." Shizuru walked right up to Jeroun and extended her hand. Jeroun shook it, afraid that she would start whalloping him, and backed into a corner to let the others converse.
"Did you invite the toddler, Shuichi?" Yusuke asked.
"No, I thought it would be better not to, since I'm not sure he would approve of Jeroun meeting everyone," Shuichi said. "I just felt the guy needed a little change of pace."
"Must be hard, being locked up, first in jail, and then here," Keiko said. "Not that here's a bad place or anything, Shuichi."
"Yeah, I felt bad while I was bringing the two of them back from the Spirit World," Botan said. Jeroun stared at her.
"So you're the one who brought me here," he said.
"You finally recognize me!" Botan grinned. "And here I was thinking I'd been forgotten."
"Baka ferrygirl," Hiei commented. (A/N: I just love his little side comments, don't you? ^__^) Then a curious look came over his face. "Did you invite Yukina, Shuichi?" Everyone looked as though a miracle had occured. Jeroun could tell, even from just the two minutes he had spent with Hiei, that the shorter fire demon did not voice his feelings or thoughts very often, much less in a guesture of concern or interest that he had displayed here.
"Y-yes," Shuichi said. Then Kuwabara sprang forward.
"What would you care, Shrimp?" he asked. Yusuke, Botan, and Shuichi stared at him. Kuwabara obviously took this the wrong way. "What? Am I missing something here? Hang on . . . does he think he's in love with her?" Yusuke, Botan, and Shuichi obviously found this very funny. Yusuke fell onto the floor laughing, Botan was giggling while clutching at a counter for support, and Shuichi was doing his best, and failing miserably, to hold back laughter that was rising in his throat.
"I DO NOT, YOU DAMNED NINGEN!!" Hiei yelled at the top of his voice. Jeroun looked around with a confused look on his face. He wasn't the only one, either. Keiko, Shizuru, and Kuwabara looked just as confused as Jeroun felt.
"What's so funny?" he mouthed to Shuichi.
"Later," Shuichi mouthed in response, as soon as he could control himself. Just then, everything seemed to pause with one little voice.
"Is there something I missed?" The commotion that Hiei, Kuwabara, Yusuke, Botan, and Shuichi had caused stopped as everyone looked over to see a small girl, about Hiei's size, with green-blue hair pulled away from her face and red eyes, that looked very much like Hiei's, Jeroun noted. On that thought, he opened his mouth to ask a very dangerous question.
"Hey, ma'am, are you and Hiei look very much alike. Are you two- mmmmmmmfffff!!!" Shuichi had slapped his hand over Jeroun's mouth, blocking out the last word. It was a good thing, too as Hiei had realized what he was going to say and was throwing obvious death glares in his direction. Shuichi lauged nervously.
"No, Yukina, you didn't miss a thing," Shuichi said. "I have to go and talk to Jeroun for a moment. We'll be right back."
"Okay then," Yukina said cheerfully, but it seemed that she had caught onto Jeroun's sentence, for she was looking in Hiei's direction now. (A/N: I am SO setting up a sequal here. I can see it now . . . don't kill me, Hiei!!) When Shuichi had drug Jeroun out into the sitting room, he had a very serious look on his face.
"Okay, here's the deal," Shuichi said. "Yes, Yukina and Hiei are siblings, but they were seperated when they were young. We found Yukina about a year or so ago (A/N: I think it's been that long. If it hasn't, it should be.) but Hiei does not want to tell her the truth. He feels he'd be hurting her, because he's . . . he's . . . a murderer, and such. Okay?"
"He should tell her," Jeroun said in response.
"We all agree. And we would tell her if Hiei didn't threaten to kill us," Shuichi said. He began to walk back into the kitchen where very forced conversation was being held.
"Dang, that's harsh!!" Jeroun said before he joined Shuichi.
Kuronue ticked step after step off of the mental list he had made for his escape plan. He had handholds all the way up the wall, he was ready to go at any moment, he had a lie ready for when he met Shuichi and Jeroun, now all he needed was a chance to get out. Going back to his cell one night, he loosened a stone in the floor in the corner and wedged it out. Under it were various things he had stolen from the guards over the years. Hey, he hadn't been Youko Kurama's partner for nothing! Here was his answer. He picked up several peices of gold and caught the attention of the demon in the next cell over.
"What do you want?"
"You to help me," Kuronue said.
"What's in it for me?"
"This," Kuronue held up the gold. "And most everything else that I own here in this jail."
"That is?" Kuronue estimated quickly.
"Nearly enough to buy yourself out of this place," Kuronue said. "What do you say to that?" The other demon was interested. He was rubbing his hands together and licking his lips.
"What do I have to do to get it?"
"Cause a diversion after breakfast, just long enough for something to scale the wall," Kuronue said. "I'll put the gold next to the wall outside. You can go and get it after you do your part."
"Sounds good," the demon said.
"And here's a little something in advance." Kuronue tossed a peice of gold to the other demon and laid down to go to sleep, hoping that the other demon had not sensed Kuronue's intentions.
Okay! Another chapter! Let's throw a party! *Parties* Well, that was fun. I'll be working on the next chapter after I finish this one, so fear not! I shall update soon!
Oh, and I'm sorry about the "you sickos" comment in the last chapter. I didn't mean it the way some people took it, and I should take it out, but I'm too lazy. I know this sounds like a pathetic excuse, but I was in a bad mood when I wrote last time. All of my friends were yelling at me to update, I was tired of reviews screaming, "NO YAOI!!" (Of course, that might be my own fault right there, and I'm sick. So, sorry, please don't quit reading, and all of that.
Bye! -Nagem