"Puu?"
"Hn. Told you he'd still be asleep."
"He's almost as lazy as Yuusuke."
"Hey! But I'm allowed to sleep in. I'm not the Savior of the Universe, or whatever he is."
"Hn."
"Don't make me punch your face in, Hiei."
"I doubt you could brat."
Further contemplation of this strange dialogue was impaired by the arrival of something small, blue and fuzzy on Harry's face. "Puu?"
"Gaaaaaah!" was all Harry could manage with a blue kamikaze on his windpipe.
"Get off, Puu!"
"I'm starting to like your inner teddy bear, Yuusuke."
"Shut up Hiei!"
Harry's imminent doom was averted by a pair of delicate white hands that dislodged the pint-sized assassin from Harry's face. "Don't worry about Puu, Harry." The one he thought was Kurama said. "He's just a little over- eager to start your training." Harry gave a bitter laugh, following the strange trio out into the garden. "What can you three teach me that I haven't learned after five years at Hogwarts?" Yuusuke laughed. "Quite a bit, actually. Is there a park nearby?" Harry gaped. "Hunh?" was the most expressive articulation he could come up with. Yuusuke cracked his knuckles impatiently. "A park! Wide open spaces! Or don't you British have those? I was just trying to be considerate. I didn't think you wanted a hole in your house." Harry chuckled bitterly. "Quite the contrary. The sooner this shit-hole bites the dust the happier I'll be." Yuusuke laughed and, taking a fighting stance, raised his finger and cocked it like a gun. "SPIRIT GUN!" He shouted, and a blast of something blue shot out of his finger and obliterated the center of the house on Privet Drive.
Harry shrugged. "I've seen spells do worse." Yuusuke frowned. "Fine." Shrugging off his shirt, he continued. "Here's the deal. You hit me with everything you've got. If you injure me, we'll go home." Hiei and Kurama exchanged knowing glances. Ignoring them, Harry replied "Fair enough." He drew his wand. "No hard feelings right?" "Right."
"Cruciatus!" The curse hit Yuusuke full blast, causing him to double over, yelling something Harry guessed were swear words in Japanese. Then he twitched and fell over, motionless.
"Shit." Harry swore, dropping his wand and running towards Yuusuke. "I'm just as bad as Bellatrix Lestrange!" He didn't notice Yuusuke's smile until too late, and found himself wondering what exactly he missed as he was bodily picked up and slammed against a wall. Yuusuke laughed. "Rule number one: Just because they're down doesn't mean they're gone. An enemy will often try to trick you. Rule number two: Never drop your weapon. That's a nice curse you've got there, I just might get a bruise. You need to internalize your power, stop using that silly stick. Now, let's see how good your fists are!" Harry nodded and managed to deliver one feeble punch before collapsing under Yuusuke's blows. "Pansy," he heard Hiei mutter just before blacking out.
"Hn. Told you he'd still be asleep."
"He's almost as lazy as Yuusuke."
"Hey! But I'm allowed to sleep in. I'm not the Savior of the Universe, or whatever he is."
"Hn."
"Don't make me punch your face in, Hiei."
"I doubt you could brat."
Further contemplation of this strange dialogue was impaired by the arrival of something small, blue and fuzzy on Harry's face. "Puu?"
"Gaaaaaah!" was all Harry could manage with a blue kamikaze on his windpipe.
"Get off, Puu!"
"I'm starting to like your inner teddy bear, Yuusuke."
"Shut up Hiei!"
Harry's imminent doom was averted by a pair of delicate white hands that dislodged the pint-sized assassin from Harry's face. "Don't worry about Puu, Harry." The one he thought was Kurama said. "He's just a little over- eager to start your training." Harry gave a bitter laugh, following the strange trio out into the garden. "What can you three teach me that I haven't learned after five years at Hogwarts?" Yuusuke laughed. "Quite a bit, actually. Is there a park nearby?" Harry gaped. "Hunh?" was the most expressive articulation he could come up with. Yuusuke cracked his knuckles impatiently. "A park! Wide open spaces! Or don't you British have those? I was just trying to be considerate. I didn't think you wanted a hole in your house." Harry chuckled bitterly. "Quite the contrary. The sooner this shit-hole bites the dust the happier I'll be." Yuusuke laughed and, taking a fighting stance, raised his finger and cocked it like a gun. "SPIRIT GUN!" He shouted, and a blast of something blue shot out of his finger and obliterated the center of the house on Privet Drive.
Harry shrugged. "I've seen spells do worse." Yuusuke frowned. "Fine." Shrugging off his shirt, he continued. "Here's the deal. You hit me with everything you've got. If you injure me, we'll go home." Hiei and Kurama exchanged knowing glances. Ignoring them, Harry replied "Fair enough." He drew his wand. "No hard feelings right?" "Right."
"Cruciatus!" The curse hit Yuusuke full blast, causing him to double over, yelling something Harry guessed were swear words in Japanese. Then he twitched and fell over, motionless.
"Shit." Harry swore, dropping his wand and running towards Yuusuke. "I'm just as bad as Bellatrix Lestrange!" He didn't notice Yuusuke's smile until too late, and found himself wondering what exactly he missed as he was bodily picked up and slammed against a wall. Yuusuke laughed. "Rule number one: Just because they're down doesn't mean they're gone. An enemy will often try to trick you. Rule number two: Never drop your weapon. That's a nice curse you've got there, I just might get a bruise. You need to internalize your power, stop using that silly stick. Now, let's see how good your fists are!" Harry nodded and managed to deliver one feeble punch before collapsing under Yuusuke's blows. "Pansy," he heard Hiei mutter just before blacking out.