Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho ::sniffle::
This, like all my other fanfics, is a self-insert. The reason being that I
am great. All bow down and worship the mighty and powerful Angel Youkai.
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(...) = My little interruptions
Now, onto my great, wonderful, stupendous, fabulous, outstanding, and all those other adjectives, story:
~I wonder what it would be like to go to that school and live in that town~ Angel said to herself as she turned off the TV after watching the same episode of Yu Yu Hakusho for about the fourth time. ~And when are they going to get past the stupid Saint Beasts already? I know I have the others on DVD, but I want to see them on TV. Oh well, even if I did get to go to that world, I'd probably be on the Reikai's wanted list. At least they wouldn't know anything about me. I wonder how much confusion I'd cause...~ These thoughts followed her to her room where she put her sword, which was in its scabbard, around her waist to go train. When she stepped into the training room, she felt a slight breeze but just assumed a window was open somewhere. She was about to go practice her favorite attacks when the breeze turned into a strong wind, and large portal appeared in front of her. It sucked her in, sword and all, and dumped her on the roof of a building in the middle of a city.
"Hey! What the fuck was that for?!" she yelled at the quickly disappearing portal. She jumped at the portal but hit the wall of the stairwell instead. "Damn it!" She stepped back from the wall to try to figure out where she was. It looked vaguely familiar. Maybe she had seen it in dream, or maybe she had seen it on television or something like that. TV, something seemed to click with that. She jumped up on top of the housing she had bumped into earlier so that she could get a 360-degree view of the city. Now it looked really familiar.
~Kuso! I have to remember. My life may depend on it~ she thought, still trying to find something that would make it all fit. She sat down on the edge, her legs hanging over, crossed at the ankles.
Just then, the door opened and someone walked out. Angel was looking at the back of his head, but she recognized him instantly. Black slicked back hair, bright green jumpsuit. "No fucking way. This can't be the place that portal dumped me," she said aloud, drawing his attention to her.
Yusuke Urameshi had come up to the roof to be alone, as usual. Instead, he heard a girl swear loudly and say something about a portal. He turned to look at her, expecting anything but what he saw. She was sitting on the roof of the stairwell housing, dressed in dark, forest green leggings, a tight, sleeveless, black shirt with a dragon design of the same green wrapping around it. Her shoes were plain black, perfect for fighting and quick, light movement. But her clothes were only part of what saw. Her hair was dark blue, about the same color as Hiei's tips; it was straight, ending halfway down her back. She had markings above her eyes that looked like eye shadow, but obviously wasn't, of the same blue. Her eyes themselves were ruby red, they weren't even close to being able to be mistaken for brown. Her lips were the same color as her eyes, only darker, closer to the color of fresh blood. The last thing he noticed was a tattoo on her right arm. It looked like a swirl of blue and green flames held inside a glass ball.
"Dude, are you just gonna stare at me all day or are you going to move out of the way?" she asked him, pulling him back to reality (whoops, there goes gravity. Gomen, I just had to add that in. ^_^).
"Huh?" he asked, sounding more than a little stupid.
"Unless you want me to jump over you or on you, I suggest you move out of the way," she said, sounding a little angry.
"Oh, sorry," he said as he stepped back so she could jump down. He noticed that her hands had claws that had been painted black, but seemed to shine green in the light. He also saw the sword that hung from her belt. When she landed and stood to her full height, she was almost as tall as him.
"You're Yusuke Urameshi, ne?" she asked him.
"Who wants to know?" he said, regaining his senses and his pain-in-the-ass attitude.
"No one you need to concern yourself with, detective," practically quoting Hiei.
"Are you related to Hiei?" he asked, obviously remembering him saying something like that.
"No, but I sort of know him indirectly. He doesn't know me though. If he has heard of me, I would be officially irked, considering the fact that I come from a parallel dimension," she explained. "Um, your butt is ringing."
He took out the communicator mirror. "Hey Botan, what's up?" he said into it.
"Yusuke," she said from the other side. "An inter-dimensional portal has just swept through the Ningenkai and seems to have transported a very powerful demon to your world."
"You mean the girl standing in front of me who just said something about a portal and being from another dimension?" he said sarcastically.
"Gimme the mirror, Reigan boy," Botan heard someone say from outside the mirror's range of vision. Then she saw the speaker as Yusuke handed the communicator over to her. "Hey, somebody in the Reikai goofed, big time. While I enjoy the scenery, this is not where I'm supposed to be. I think you know that, Grim Reaper, or should I say, Hyper Reaper. I want to speak to Koenma or someone in charge. I may not be from this dimension, shit, the Reikai and Makai don't even exist in my world, but I know how things work. Get on your floaty oar thingy and get your butt down here pronto," when she was finished she was a little out of breath. She handed the mirror back to Yusuke, who looked a little weirded out.
"I'm thinking she's not a happy demon," he said. "I think you should try to get down here quick. I am expecting her to be a real challenge to fight." He closed the mirror and stuck it back in his pocket.
"Well, I feel much better after yelling at Botan," the girl said with what could almost be construed as a smile.
"What's your name?" Yusuke asked, figuring it would be a good idea to take advantage of her mood to get as much info from her as possible.
"I'm Angel Youkai. Don't ask about the last name. When my dad got to the world I live in and someone asked him for his last name, he told them he was a youkai and they mistook it for his last name," she explained quickly.
"Okay, ano, how do you know so much about this world if you said the other two worlds don't even exist in yours?"
"Well, that's not completely true, King Yama is a television character in many anime shows. But to answer your question, how can I put this? You're the main character of a TV anime show called Yu Yu Hakusho. It's all about your cases and stuff, from when you died to all kinds of stuff in your future that I won't mention now. That is how I know about Botan, Hiei, Kurama, your mother, Keiko, Kuwabara, Shizuru, Yukina, and all those other people," she explained bluntly.
Keiko walked through the door to see Yusuke standing there, talking to a pretty girl with funky colored hair. We all know what she thought the last time she came up to the roof to see something like that. This time was different, though. She knew all about demons and that stuff, so this wasn't so much of a shock for her. The girl noticed her and seemed to instantly forget about Yusuke.
"Hey, it's Keiko. I know why you're up here, but you are probably wondering what I'm doing up here," she said, almost brightly. "Let me do it for you."
"A-all right," Keiko was now thoroughly confused.
"Yusuke," Angel aid in her best imitating-Keiko voice. "Go to class. Just because you protect the world from demons does not excuse you from attending school when you are not on a case. Oh, I would burst into fits of giggles at the look on your face, that is if it wasn't totally beneath me."
"Great, now I've got one more person to get on me about going to school," Yusuke said forlornedly.
"Shut up and get to class, you lazy bum," Angel said, kicking him lightly in the butt while completely switching gears.
"I'm not done yet," he said. "Besides, Botan's coming to get you and I wanna be the one to hand you over to her."
"Somebody feels an intense need to be the alpha male," Angel said sarcastically.
"Well sorry if I seem a little freaked that some weird girl from a parallel dimension knows almost every piece of my life," he snapped.
Botan flew in at that moment, saving Yusuke from an extreme amount of pain, including third-degree burns. "Hello, Yusuke," she said in her usual, cheerful voice. "Hi, Keiko. And you must be the girl I spoke to on the communicator." She stuck her hand out to shake. It was left hanging in the air.
"Yes, I'm Angel. Are you going to take me to the Reikai, or what?" she was obviously in a bad mood. Mood swings, scary, ne?
"Well, you see, the problem with that is Koenma doesn't know anything about you. He doesn't want to take the chance of bringing you to the Spirit World if there's the possibility that you could destroy it in any way," Botan explain with a very nervous voice.
Angel growled in frustration. "You mean I'm stuck here with no way of getting home?! I always knew you people were morons, but this is ridiculous," she was barely able to control her voice. She was about to lose her temper and that would not be a good thing for anyone foolish enough to approach her.
"C-calm down, Angel," Botan said, trying to pacify her. "Your youki is going through the roof. And so is your temperature."
"Exactly what kind of youkai are you?" Yusuke asked so he would know what he was up against if it came down to having to fight her.
"A tri-fire."
"A tri-what?" he had never heard of it.
"A tri-fire," she said, starting to calm down a little bit. "A kind of fire demon that has three different kinds of attacks, pertaining to fire."
"Botan, go find Hiei to see if he's heard of this kind," Yusuke said, not taking his eyes off Angel. From what he knew about fire demons, they were really fast and very tricky.
"Right," she flew off.
"Hey, where'd your girlfriend go?" Angel asked, looking around the rooftop.
"Keiko is not my girlfriend!"
"I know that you hate when people say that," she smirked. "That's why I said that, aside from the fact that I think she went back to class when she saw me getting pissed."
"Hey, Urameshi! Keiko said you were in some kind of trouble," a male voice said. The owner stepped out from the stairwell. It was the 'carrot headed buffoon.'
"Oh no. I am not in the mood to deal with him," Angel groaned. Then she did something that really scared Yusuke. She smiled, it was a mischievous smile, the kind you only get when you are thinking about the look on someone's face when you are about to do something to freak them out.
"Urameshi- hey, who's the pretty girl?" he stopped when he saw Angel.
"I'm Angel. Oh my gods, look it's Yukina!" she said, pointing in a random direction.
"Doko? Doko?" he said, looking around. (doko = where) Yusuke almost fell down, laughing hysterically, while Angel was shaking in silent laughter. When Kuwabara realized they had played a joke on him, he got really steamed up.
"Very funny. Now answer my question, who is she?" he asked in an angry voice.
"I already did, baka. Or is your brain too small to acquire the knowledge that is my name. It isn't exactly difficult to remember. Angel," she taunted, thoroughly enjoying herself. ~No wonder Hiei enjoys torturing him so much~
"You don't seem like one to me," it might have been taken for a joke if he hadn't actually meant it. (I know I'm making Kuwabara seem like a real idiot, but I don't like him. Gomen, Kuwa fans)
"That's my name you doof. Of course, my friends call me the Angel of Death for one odd reason or another. I mean I haven't actually killed anyone, close one time, but not really."
"You're kinda scary, did you know that?" that could have been either Kuwabara or Yusuke.
"That's what they tell me," she said with another smirk.
Then, Botan flew in with Hiei jumping close behind.
"What do you want, detective? I was busy," the short fire demon said.
"Doing what, sleeping?" Kuwabara is not so good at coming up with insults.
"More likely, thinking up new ways of torturing you, oaf," Angel said going to lean against the wall. "Or maybe better ways to protect his s-" She didn't get to finish the sentence because Hiei sword was at her neck.
"Who are you, and how do you know about that?" he hissed, not letting up the pressure.
"Finally," said Angel, shocking everyone. That was the last thing any of them expected out of her mouth. "You are the first one to actually threaten me since I got here. At least someone has a brain." Then, she took the blade between her thumb and pointer to gently ease it away. Hiei sheathed the sword and stepped back to allow her to get away from the wall.
"You still haven't answered my question," he said a bit more calmly. "How do you know about that? Who told you?"
"I'm Angel. I'm from a parallel universe where millions of people know about it, so no need to cause the rolling of heads, today," she said.
"M-millions? How?" he was in a state of slight shock.
"Relax, no one that can tell her. Believe me, secrets are not a problem for me," she was all but snapping her fingers in his face try to wake him up.
"Tell who about what? What'm I missing?" Kuwabara asked.
"Baka," was the only response he got.
Hiei had recovered, knowing his secret was still safe from the person he wanted to keep it from, but not as safe as he had thought it was. "Why did you ask me here, detective?"
"Right, I wanted to ask you something, but I can't remember what," Yusuke said, having a temporary lapse in memory.
"He wanted to ask you if you had heard of my race," Angel explained. "The tri-fires." She showed him the tattoo.
"Yes, they are supposedly a race of very powerful fire youkai with three different kinds of flame attack. They are thought to be an extinct race, so what the three attacks are, no one knows," explained Hiei.
"Well, I could have told them that," Angel said huffily. "Except for the extinct part. And I know what the attacks are, too. The Ice Flame, the Acid Flame, and the Glass Flame."
"Those are some weird names," said Kuwabara.
"Oh, like 'Spirit Sword' is any better?" she said. "If I'm going to be here a while, I'm going to get to know the town. See ya."
She was about to hop down off the roof when a voice came over the loud speaker. "Youkai Angel, Youkai Angel please report to Takanaka sensei's office."
It was all she could do to stay on her feet. "What?! Who would know I'm here, let alone report me to the office? I know it wouldn't be Keiko."
"Well, if something freaky's going on, we should check it out, ne Urameshi?" Kuwabara said.
"Sure, and even better if I get a reason to kick Iwamoto's ass," Yusuke said, for once actually wanting to go to the office when he's not even in trouble.
"Are you coming Hiei, or are you going to go back to that 'busy day'?" Angel asked as she turned to go downstairs.
"Hn."
"I'll take that as an 'I do what I feel like doing, now shut up and leave me alone'," she replied sarcastically.
"Hey, she's pretty good at that," Kuwabara commented. "She knows you pretty well, shorty. How well do you know her?"
"For the last time, he's never met me. I come from a parallel universe. Get that through your thick, steel-enforced skull," Angel said, very aggravated.
"The girl seems to know you well enough, fool," he scoffed.
"Bite me, matches," they heard her reply as she descended the stairs.
~I don't like her~ Hiei thought to himself.
In the office.
"Miss Youkai, as a new student, you were supposed to report to the office when the first bell rang, and that was over two hours ago," how unfortunate for her that she had Iwamoto for homeroom teacher. (I can't remember the other corrupt teacher's name right now)
"What are you talking about? I'm not a student here," she replied.
"Don't play dumb. Though I'm sure you cannot help that. What you are wearing isn't even close to the school uniform, and your hair should be your natural color," he ranted standing over her.
"Don't make feeble attempts to insult me. I've seen your teaching methods. I am not wearing a skirt. And this is my natural hair color, you dolt," she replied, right up in his face to show that his tries to intimidate her were futile.
"As for your claims that you do not attend this school, "he continued as if he hadn't heard a word she had said. "Let's just check the student files." After a few minutes, Angel was stunned to see her actual student profile in the school computer transfer records.
"I thought you said you were from-" Yusuke started to say.
"I am," she interrupted. "That's why this is totally impossible."
"Since you like to hang out with trash like Urameshi, here. It is obvious the kind of student you'll be, and let this be a fair warning to you, that is not tolerated."
"Hn, you apparently didn't take a very good look at that profile, did you?" she smirked, waiting for the look on his face when he did.
So he took another look at it. "What? Top in almost every class, captain of the fencing, archery, and aikido teams? 'Described by most students as cold and introverted. Teachers say she always knows the answer to even the hardest questions and never fails to ace a test.' Imagine what this kind of student will do for the schools reputation," he started mumbling to himself about that.
"You skipped the part where it says I have never lost a fight to anyone [human]."
"Is that a challenge?" Yusuke asked.
"You don't want fight me in the kind of mood I'm in today, detective."
A few minutes later.
"I can't believe I'm wearing a skirt," Angel muttered as she stepped out of the girls' bathroom to be greeted by Keiko.
"Hello, Angel. Takanaka sensei said I was to show you around the school," she said with a hint of nervousness in her voice. "Um, is your skirt allowed to be that short?"
""They're lucky I'm even wearing it at all," she snapped.
"Okay, but when you get in trouble for it, remember that I warned you," she said.
"I cannot believe I agreed to this."
"Why don't we just try to make the best of this," Keiko suggested.
"Oh, yes. I'll try to make the best of being sucked out of my home and dumped in a school where some of the teachers, Iwamoto for example, aren't exactly the most honorable of the bunch. While we're at it we can have a sleepover and do each other's hair while breathing in toxic gases," sarcasm is fun.
Keiko sighed in defeat. This girl did not want friends. Even though, part of her duties as class president was to try to make friends with the new students, or at least try to introduce them to the type of person they would be comfortable hanging out with, no one came to mind.
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Now, onto my great, wonderful, stupendous, fabulous, outstanding, and all those other adjectives, story:
~I wonder what it would be like to go to that school and live in that town~ Angel said to herself as she turned off the TV after watching the same episode of Yu Yu Hakusho for about the fourth time. ~And when are they going to get past the stupid Saint Beasts already? I know I have the others on DVD, but I want to see them on TV. Oh well, even if I did get to go to that world, I'd probably be on the Reikai's wanted list. At least they wouldn't know anything about me. I wonder how much confusion I'd cause...~ These thoughts followed her to her room where she put her sword, which was in its scabbard, around her waist to go train. When she stepped into the training room, she felt a slight breeze but just assumed a window was open somewhere. She was about to go practice her favorite attacks when the breeze turned into a strong wind, and large portal appeared in front of her. It sucked her in, sword and all, and dumped her on the roof of a building in the middle of a city.
"Hey! What the fuck was that for?!" she yelled at the quickly disappearing portal. She jumped at the portal but hit the wall of the stairwell instead. "Damn it!" She stepped back from the wall to try to figure out where she was. It looked vaguely familiar. Maybe she had seen it in dream, or maybe she had seen it on television or something like that. TV, something seemed to click with that. She jumped up on top of the housing she had bumped into earlier so that she could get a 360-degree view of the city. Now it looked really familiar.
~Kuso! I have to remember. My life may depend on it~ she thought, still trying to find something that would make it all fit. She sat down on the edge, her legs hanging over, crossed at the ankles.
Just then, the door opened and someone walked out. Angel was looking at the back of his head, but she recognized him instantly. Black slicked back hair, bright green jumpsuit. "No fucking way. This can't be the place that portal dumped me," she said aloud, drawing his attention to her.
Yusuke Urameshi had come up to the roof to be alone, as usual. Instead, he heard a girl swear loudly and say something about a portal. He turned to look at her, expecting anything but what he saw. She was sitting on the roof of the stairwell housing, dressed in dark, forest green leggings, a tight, sleeveless, black shirt with a dragon design of the same green wrapping around it. Her shoes were plain black, perfect for fighting and quick, light movement. But her clothes were only part of what saw. Her hair was dark blue, about the same color as Hiei's tips; it was straight, ending halfway down her back. She had markings above her eyes that looked like eye shadow, but obviously wasn't, of the same blue. Her eyes themselves were ruby red, they weren't even close to being able to be mistaken for brown. Her lips were the same color as her eyes, only darker, closer to the color of fresh blood. The last thing he noticed was a tattoo on her right arm. It looked like a swirl of blue and green flames held inside a glass ball.
"Dude, are you just gonna stare at me all day or are you going to move out of the way?" she asked him, pulling him back to reality (whoops, there goes gravity. Gomen, I just had to add that in. ^_^).
"Huh?" he asked, sounding more than a little stupid.
"Unless you want me to jump over you or on you, I suggest you move out of the way," she said, sounding a little angry.
"Oh, sorry," he said as he stepped back so she could jump down. He noticed that her hands had claws that had been painted black, but seemed to shine green in the light. He also saw the sword that hung from her belt. When she landed and stood to her full height, she was almost as tall as him.
"You're Yusuke Urameshi, ne?" she asked him.
"Who wants to know?" he said, regaining his senses and his pain-in-the-ass attitude.
"No one you need to concern yourself with, detective," practically quoting Hiei.
"Are you related to Hiei?" he asked, obviously remembering him saying something like that.
"No, but I sort of know him indirectly. He doesn't know me though. If he has heard of me, I would be officially irked, considering the fact that I come from a parallel dimension," she explained. "Um, your butt is ringing."
He took out the communicator mirror. "Hey Botan, what's up?" he said into it.
"Yusuke," she said from the other side. "An inter-dimensional portal has just swept through the Ningenkai and seems to have transported a very powerful demon to your world."
"You mean the girl standing in front of me who just said something about a portal and being from another dimension?" he said sarcastically.
"Gimme the mirror, Reigan boy," Botan heard someone say from outside the mirror's range of vision. Then she saw the speaker as Yusuke handed the communicator over to her. "Hey, somebody in the Reikai goofed, big time. While I enjoy the scenery, this is not where I'm supposed to be. I think you know that, Grim Reaper, or should I say, Hyper Reaper. I want to speak to Koenma or someone in charge. I may not be from this dimension, shit, the Reikai and Makai don't even exist in my world, but I know how things work. Get on your floaty oar thingy and get your butt down here pronto," when she was finished she was a little out of breath. She handed the mirror back to Yusuke, who looked a little weirded out.
"I'm thinking she's not a happy demon," he said. "I think you should try to get down here quick. I am expecting her to be a real challenge to fight." He closed the mirror and stuck it back in his pocket.
"Well, I feel much better after yelling at Botan," the girl said with what could almost be construed as a smile.
"What's your name?" Yusuke asked, figuring it would be a good idea to take advantage of her mood to get as much info from her as possible.
"I'm Angel Youkai. Don't ask about the last name. When my dad got to the world I live in and someone asked him for his last name, he told them he was a youkai and they mistook it for his last name," she explained quickly.
"Okay, ano, how do you know so much about this world if you said the other two worlds don't even exist in yours?"
"Well, that's not completely true, King Yama is a television character in many anime shows. But to answer your question, how can I put this? You're the main character of a TV anime show called Yu Yu Hakusho. It's all about your cases and stuff, from when you died to all kinds of stuff in your future that I won't mention now. That is how I know about Botan, Hiei, Kurama, your mother, Keiko, Kuwabara, Shizuru, Yukina, and all those other people," she explained bluntly.
Keiko walked through the door to see Yusuke standing there, talking to a pretty girl with funky colored hair. We all know what she thought the last time she came up to the roof to see something like that. This time was different, though. She knew all about demons and that stuff, so this wasn't so much of a shock for her. The girl noticed her and seemed to instantly forget about Yusuke.
"Hey, it's Keiko. I know why you're up here, but you are probably wondering what I'm doing up here," she said, almost brightly. "Let me do it for you."
"A-all right," Keiko was now thoroughly confused.
"Yusuke," Angel aid in her best imitating-Keiko voice. "Go to class. Just because you protect the world from demons does not excuse you from attending school when you are not on a case. Oh, I would burst into fits of giggles at the look on your face, that is if it wasn't totally beneath me."
"Great, now I've got one more person to get on me about going to school," Yusuke said forlornedly.
"Shut up and get to class, you lazy bum," Angel said, kicking him lightly in the butt while completely switching gears.
"I'm not done yet," he said. "Besides, Botan's coming to get you and I wanna be the one to hand you over to her."
"Somebody feels an intense need to be the alpha male," Angel said sarcastically.
"Well sorry if I seem a little freaked that some weird girl from a parallel dimension knows almost every piece of my life," he snapped.
Botan flew in at that moment, saving Yusuke from an extreme amount of pain, including third-degree burns. "Hello, Yusuke," she said in her usual, cheerful voice. "Hi, Keiko. And you must be the girl I spoke to on the communicator." She stuck her hand out to shake. It was left hanging in the air.
"Yes, I'm Angel. Are you going to take me to the Reikai, or what?" she was obviously in a bad mood. Mood swings, scary, ne?
"Well, you see, the problem with that is Koenma doesn't know anything about you. He doesn't want to take the chance of bringing you to the Spirit World if there's the possibility that you could destroy it in any way," Botan explain with a very nervous voice.
Angel growled in frustration. "You mean I'm stuck here with no way of getting home?! I always knew you people were morons, but this is ridiculous," she was barely able to control her voice. She was about to lose her temper and that would not be a good thing for anyone foolish enough to approach her.
"C-calm down, Angel," Botan said, trying to pacify her. "Your youki is going through the roof. And so is your temperature."
"Exactly what kind of youkai are you?" Yusuke asked so he would know what he was up against if it came down to having to fight her.
"A tri-fire."
"A tri-what?" he had never heard of it.
"A tri-fire," she said, starting to calm down a little bit. "A kind of fire demon that has three different kinds of attacks, pertaining to fire."
"Botan, go find Hiei to see if he's heard of this kind," Yusuke said, not taking his eyes off Angel. From what he knew about fire demons, they were really fast and very tricky.
"Right," she flew off.
"Hey, where'd your girlfriend go?" Angel asked, looking around the rooftop.
"Keiko is not my girlfriend!"
"I know that you hate when people say that," she smirked. "That's why I said that, aside from the fact that I think she went back to class when she saw me getting pissed."
"Hey, Urameshi! Keiko said you were in some kind of trouble," a male voice said. The owner stepped out from the stairwell. It was the 'carrot headed buffoon.'
"Oh no. I am not in the mood to deal with him," Angel groaned. Then she did something that really scared Yusuke. She smiled, it was a mischievous smile, the kind you only get when you are thinking about the look on someone's face when you are about to do something to freak them out.
"Urameshi- hey, who's the pretty girl?" he stopped when he saw Angel.
"I'm Angel. Oh my gods, look it's Yukina!" she said, pointing in a random direction.
"Doko? Doko?" he said, looking around. (doko = where) Yusuke almost fell down, laughing hysterically, while Angel was shaking in silent laughter. When Kuwabara realized they had played a joke on him, he got really steamed up.
"Very funny. Now answer my question, who is she?" he asked in an angry voice.
"I already did, baka. Or is your brain too small to acquire the knowledge that is my name. It isn't exactly difficult to remember. Angel," she taunted, thoroughly enjoying herself. ~No wonder Hiei enjoys torturing him so much~
"You don't seem like one to me," it might have been taken for a joke if he hadn't actually meant it. (I know I'm making Kuwabara seem like a real idiot, but I don't like him. Gomen, Kuwa fans)
"That's my name you doof. Of course, my friends call me the Angel of Death for one odd reason or another. I mean I haven't actually killed anyone, close one time, but not really."
"You're kinda scary, did you know that?" that could have been either Kuwabara or Yusuke.
"That's what they tell me," she said with another smirk.
Then, Botan flew in with Hiei jumping close behind.
"What do you want, detective? I was busy," the short fire demon said.
"Doing what, sleeping?" Kuwabara is not so good at coming up with insults.
"More likely, thinking up new ways of torturing you, oaf," Angel said going to lean against the wall. "Or maybe better ways to protect his s-" She didn't get to finish the sentence because Hiei sword was at her neck.
"Who are you, and how do you know about that?" he hissed, not letting up the pressure.
"Finally," said Angel, shocking everyone. That was the last thing any of them expected out of her mouth. "You are the first one to actually threaten me since I got here. At least someone has a brain." Then, she took the blade between her thumb and pointer to gently ease it away. Hiei sheathed the sword and stepped back to allow her to get away from the wall.
"You still haven't answered my question," he said a bit more calmly. "How do you know about that? Who told you?"
"I'm Angel. I'm from a parallel universe where millions of people know about it, so no need to cause the rolling of heads, today," she said.
"M-millions? How?" he was in a state of slight shock.
"Relax, no one that can tell her. Believe me, secrets are not a problem for me," she was all but snapping her fingers in his face try to wake him up.
"Tell who about what? What'm I missing?" Kuwabara asked.
"Baka," was the only response he got.
Hiei had recovered, knowing his secret was still safe from the person he wanted to keep it from, but not as safe as he had thought it was. "Why did you ask me here, detective?"
"Right, I wanted to ask you something, but I can't remember what," Yusuke said, having a temporary lapse in memory.
"He wanted to ask you if you had heard of my race," Angel explained. "The tri-fires." She showed him the tattoo.
"Yes, they are supposedly a race of very powerful fire youkai with three different kinds of flame attack. They are thought to be an extinct race, so what the three attacks are, no one knows," explained Hiei.
"Well, I could have told them that," Angel said huffily. "Except for the extinct part. And I know what the attacks are, too. The Ice Flame, the Acid Flame, and the Glass Flame."
"Those are some weird names," said Kuwabara.
"Oh, like 'Spirit Sword' is any better?" she said. "If I'm going to be here a while, I'm going to get to know the town. See ya."
She was about to hop down off the roof when a voice came over the loud speaker. "Youkai Angel, Youkai Angel please report to Takanaka sensei's office."
It was all she could do to stay on her feet. "What?! Who would know I'm here, let alone report me to the office? I know it wouldn't be Keiko."
"Well, if something freaky's going on, we should check it out, ne Urameshi?" Kuwabara said.
"Sure, and even better if I get a reason to kick Iwamoto's ass," Yusuke said, for once actually wanting to go to the office when he's not even in trouble.
"Are you coming Hiei, or are you going to go back to that 'busy day'?" Angel asked as she turned to go downstairs.
"Hn."
"I'll take that as an 'I do what I feel like doing, now shut up and leave me alone'," she replied sarcastically.
"Hey, she's pretty good at that," Kuwabara commented. "She knows you pretty well, shorty. How well do you know her?"
"For the last time, he's never met me. I come from a parallel universe. Get that through your thick, steel-enforced skull," Angel said, very aggravated.
"The girl seems to know you well enough, fool," he scoffed.
"Bite me, matches," they heard her reply as she descended the stairs.
~I don't like her~ Hiei thought to himself.
In the office.
"Miss Youkai, as a new student, you were supposed to report to the office when the first bell rang, and that was over two hours ago," how unfortunate for her that she had Iwamoto for homeroom teacher. (I can't remember the other corrupt teacher's name right now)
"What are you talking about? I'm not a student here," she replied.
"Don't play dumb. Though I'm sure you cannot help that. What you are wearing isn't even close to the school uniform, and your hair should be your natural color," he ranted standing over her.
"Don't make feeble attempts to insult me. I've seen your teaching methods. I am not wearing a skirt. And this is my natural hair color, you dolt," she replied, right up in his face to show that his tries to intimidate her were futile.
"As for your claims that you do not attend this school, "he continued as if he hadn't heard a word she had said. "Let's just check the student files." After a few minutes, Angel was stunned to see her actual student profile in the school computer transfer records.
"I thought you said you were from-" Yusuke started to say.
"I am," she interrupted. "That's why this is totally impossible."
"Since you like to hang out with trash like Urameshi, here. It is obvious the kind of student you'll be, and let this be a fair warning to you, that is not tolerated."
"Hn, you apparently didn't take a very good look at that profile, did you?" she smirked, waiting for the look on his face when he did.
So he took another look at it. "What? Top in almost every class, captain of the fencing, archery, and aikido teams? 'Described by most students as cold and introverted. Teachers say she always knows the answer to even the hardest questions and never fails to ace a test.' Imagine what this kind of student will do for the schools reputation," he started mumbling to himself about that.
"You skipped the part where it says I have never lost a fight to anyone [human]."
"Is that a challenge?" Yusuke asked.
"You don't want fight me in the kind of mood I'm in today, detective."
A few minutes later.
"I can't believe I'm wearing a skirt," Angel muttered as she stepped out of the girls' bathroom to be greeted by Keiko.
"Hello, Angel. Takanaka sensei said I was to show you around the school," she said with a hint of nervousness in her voice. "Um, is your skirt allowed to be that short?"
""They're lucky I'm even wearing it at all," she snapped.
"Okay, but when you get in trouble for it, remember that I warned you," she said.
"I cannot believe I agreed to this."
"Why don't we just try to make the best of this," Keiko suggested.
"Oh, yes. I'll try to make the best of being sucked out of my home and dumped in a school where some of the teachers, Iwamoto for example, aren't exactly the most honorable of the bunch. While we're at it we can have a sleepover and do each other's hair while breathing in toxic gases," sarcasm is fun.
Keiko sighed in defeat. This girl did not want friends. Even though, part of her duties as class president was to try to make friends with the new students, or at least try to introduce them to the type of person they would be comfortable hanging out with, no one came to mind.