Hya everyone! I'm Flower Petals and this is my first Yu Yu Hakusho fan fiction. I wrote it in an attempt to cure myself of my affinity for writing disastrously long stories, (I've never written anything under three hundred pages!) I went to great lengths to make sure I didn't describe everything to death, and avoided detailing every inch of the characters. You're reading this, so hopefully you remember what the characters look like and don't need me tellin' ya!

Anyway, hopefully this isn't too long. It was supposed to be a one shot, but once again, I got carried away and it's actually going to be three chapters long, or what I'm going to call a "TriloChapter."

Please read and please be patient with me because this is my first try at making something short!

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho, or Hiei, #sniff, sniff# Nor do I own Barney the Purple Dinosaur or GameBoy Advanced. Though is it safe to say that I own a GameBoy Advanced?


Flower Petals

I'm doing WHAT?!


"Botan, I told you I'm on holiday," Yusuke Urameshi grumbled as he stalked down the dimly lit, dank corridors lightened only by sporadically placed torches along the walls. He shot a glance over at his blue haired, ironically cheery companion, in hopes that his sour mood would change her mind.

But Botan just waved a hand at him, dismissing his whining. "Come, Yusuke. You know it's important if Koenma would have you start a mission a few days to Christmas."

"I don't see what could be so important. Don't even bad, evil demons want presents from Santa?"

"Don't be a sillyhead," Botan chided, and she skipped ahead to open the two grand, wooden doors that lay in front of them.

A small room lay on the other side, occupied by a dark desk littered with important looking documents. A toddler was sitting in a high backed pink chair facing the desk, eyes narrow in concentration as he fiddled with an object in his lap.

"Hey Koenma," Yusuke greeted, unenthusiastically. He eyed the mysterious item the toddler was playing with, curiously. A few seconds of scrutiny gave him all the information he needed to know. "That's a GameBoy Advanced! Is that why you summoned me here? To help you with games? 'Cause I've played them all." Yusuke put his hands on his hips, and stuck his nose up proudly.

"No, Yusuke," replied Koenma, and Yusuke's nose lowered. "Your mission is quite different." He sighed and tossed the GameBoy Advanced onto the table, eliciting a loud, "Welcome Master Ninja," from the machine.

"Now it works," the toddler mumbled, disdainfully. He looked over at Yusuke and folded his hands before him on the desk in a serious sort of way. Though who took a baby in a large pink chair governing an entire world, seriously?

"Your mission is to guarantee sixteen children a Christmas they will never forget."

"Choose the color of your pants," ordered the GameBoy Advanced on the desk.

"What?" Yusuke said. He was vastly confused. "I'm supposed to-"

"Choose the color or your pants," repeated the machine.

"You heard me, Yusuke. These children are orphans; their parents died under the last attack from the Makai Realm. This will be their first Christmas without them, and Little Valley Orphanage doesn't have the money to afford gifts."

"If you do not choose the color of your pants, your ninja will be bottomless," stated the GameBoy Advanced.

Botan clapped her hands together. "How nice of you, Koenma! Yusuke and I will make sure the children have the best Christmas ever!"

"We will?" said Yusuke.

"You must," said the game on the desk.

"Yusuke, I'm counting on you. These children need you."

Botan took her confounded friend's arm and turned him towards the door. "We won't let you down!"

The left the room; the doors closing behind them to the GameBoy Advanced informing Koenma, "Your ninja is bottomless and has been beaten 276 times. Continue playing?"


"There is no way I'm spending whatever you call this blasted holiday-" Hiei began.

"Christmas."

"Thanks, Kurama. Er, hem. There is no way I'm spending Christmas looking after a bunch of kids!"

Yusuke sighed and turned to Kurama. "What about you?"

Kurama shrugged. "I'm allergic to children."

"Me too!" hurriedly put in Hiei, standing by the window and looking as though any second, he was ready to jump out to safety less he be volunteered for such a task.

Keiko was also seated in Yusuke's living room, near the blazing fire. "Sorry, Yusuke, but I'm sort of. . .um. . .Yeah, I'm allergic too."

Yusuke turned to Shizuru.

"It's contagious."

"Kuwabara?"

His friend crossed his arms stubbornly. "No Urameshi. You're not dragging me into this as well."

"I'll help," volunteered Yukina.

Yusuke looked as if he would have hugged her. (Hiei was standing too close, and he was well aware how overprotective the fire youkai could be).

"I'll help too!" Kuwabara suddenly changed his mind. He looked over at Yukina to see her reaction, and when she smiled at him, his mouth fell open in a stupid fashion, and his eyes glazed over.

"Awesome!" Yusuke declared. He glanced around, hoping more would volunteer, but everyone sat stationary. "Anyone else?"

Shizuru's face was pointed at the fireplace, Kurama was staring at his entwined hands, and Hiei had begun climbing out the window.

Angry, Botan pushed to her feet. "What is wrong with you? All of you," she added, seeing Kuwabara's indignant look. "We're talking about little kids here! Poor children, who have no family. Nothing left. Christmas is a time for giving. These children have nothing you guys. The very least you can do is buy them a few presents to watch the smile light up their dismal faces. Now, what do you say?"

Everyone in the room was truly touched.

Tears poured down Kuwabara's face and he wiped the snot trailing from his nose with the back of his sleeve.

Hands shot into the air before Botan could even blink. They had all changed their minds and were willing to do whatever they could, (except for Hiei, who was still trying to climb out the window, but finding it difficult because of the high window seal).

"Bingo! Just great!" Botan smiled at Yusuke. "See?"

"Yeah, it is great," Yusuke admitted. "All you girls can go shopping while we guys-"

Botan smacked him over the head, eliciting a, "Ow! That was mean!" She crossed her arms. "We're all going shopping tomorrow."

"Not me!" declared Hiei, saddling the window seal. "I didn't volunteer for nothin'."

He was ignored.

"We'll all go to the mall!"

"Yeah!"

"Great!"

"Splendid!"

"Whatever."

"Groovy!"

"Not me!"


Yusuke found himself walking through the valleys of the Makai Realm later, pondering issues of significance, (something he never thought he'd find himself doing). Inexplicably, he ended up in a small valley, darkened by the shifting shadows of the night. A quaint building was situated somewhere in the middle, appearing most dreary and abandoned.

For some reason unknown to him, his feet began moving without his consent, and he soon found himself at the very entrance of the place. He didn't have to look up and read the sign to know that it was Little Valley Orphanage. Stretching out a hand, he opened the door.

It was bright inside with lots of cheery decorations which strangely, seemed dulled. The smiley faces on the wallpaper, oddly, didn't look so happy, and the cheerful colors all seemed sort of bland.

"May I help you?"

"Wha?" Yusuke turned around to find a pretty brown haired woman carrying a few books in the crook of her arm. "How did you know my name?"

"Koenma told us," she replied. "We're very thankful. In fact, I'm sure the children would love to tell you just how appreciative they are. Would you like to see them?"

"Uh, the kids? Um, no. . .well, um. . .no."

The woman smiled. "This way." She began heading through a hall, and Yusuke followed wearily behind, wondering what he had gotten himself into.

At the end of the corridor was a large room full of toys and games and TVs. Children were sitting down on the soft carpet, coloring, building castles from blocks, and staring mesmerized by the big purple dinosaur on the Tv screen. Children, who's appearance varied very much.

"I'll leave you alone with them," announced the woman, and headed off.

"Wait!" cried Yusuke. "Don't leave me alone with. . .er, the children." He began contemplating a good way of escaping without blasting a hole through the wall with his Spirit Gun, when he felt someone tugging at his pant leg. Peering down, he found a little girl in a pink dress, with messy blonde hair obscuring her vision. "Hey, there." He squatted. "What's your name?"

The girl blushed and brought her little hands up to her face. "Isabella. Are you Yusuke?"

"Yeah, last time I checked." He noticed that she was holding the head of a teddy bear. "What happened to this little guy?"

"I don't know," the girl admitted. "I lost him. And when I found him, he wasn't the same. I don't know where he went."

"Do you think this guy is real?" asked a demon boy, fascinated with Barney the Dinosaur. "When I grow up, I want to be just like him!"

Yusuke raised an eyebrow and glanced at the other children, wondering if they were just as weird. The one drawing a picture caught his attention, and he walked over, peering over the kids shoulders. "What ya drawin' there? It looks like an ugly frog in a pair of boots."

The kid looked up, confused. "It's you."

Yusuke quickly covered his mouth. "Oops! Yeah, yeah, awesome kid. Really awesome. Say though, what's he doing?"

The child pointed to a light shining on the "ugly frog in the boots", explaining, "He's saving us. And we're giving him hugs."

"Oh, that's nice."

"Give that back!"

Yusuke turned to see two boys fighting over control of a video game. "Cut that out! Listen, just take turns. Trust me, it's much better then punching someone in the face."

"Are you Yusuke?" asked one boy, eyes wide in admiration.

"Um, yes?"

"Are you really going to give us Christmas?"

"Uh. . ."

"Would you like to play the game with us?"

"Sure."


The children waved enthusiastically when he left. The little blonde haired girl made her teddy bear head's ear wave.

There was something different in his attitude now, as Yusuke walked through the valleys, not really pondering anything significant. Something, that made him look forward to the shopping he'd be doing the next day. . .

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Flower Petals: Thanks for reading! Hope it wasn't too long. It was the shortest thing I've ever written. I know the humor was kind of subtle and dry, but the next chapter will be better! Please review! You don't have to ya, because unfortunately, this is a Christmas fan fiction, and in the spirit of Christmas, I can't make you, but please review anyway! It would be encouraging to know that there's someone out there reading this.

Oh! And be sure to check out my other fan fiction. It's called Tale Of Shadows, and even though it's ridiculously long, poorly written, and contains unbearably lengthy paragraphs, please read and review anyway?!

Thanx!