HAAALLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOO, LADDIES AND LASSES!!!!!!(opening greeting courtesy
of the wind demon Jin. Duh.) It's Sareph, the great and wonderful author
you all love...OR ELSE!! Anyhoo, I have yet another chapter for y'all. By the
way, I'm introducing a fic into the game section soon, under Soul Calibur.
The title will have something do to with the name "Voldo". For those of you
who have no idea what I'm talking about, rent Soul Calibur I or II and
learn. Those of you who do, have yeselves a cookie, eh? (Jin again). Here
we GOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hiei stretched, happy to be in the Makai world once again, where there were no stupid ninge. . .the small fire demon's thoughts were smashed to tiny bits by a happy squeal from Keiko, who was looking at a multicolored plant with Botan, who was trying to keep her away from the poisonous tentacles it was reaching around behind her. Suki didn't waste time, a quality in her Hiei found himself admiring. She simply used one of her daggers to slice the tentacle in half, then destroy the deadly flower. Kikyo was mad at her until Yusuke came up and walked with them, at which point she forgot everything but being nest to Yusuke. Hiei, wrinkled his nose; he could smell their hormones in the air.
Ahren was having a wonderful time. Kuwabara was bound and determined to beat the little dragon at wrestling one way or another, so the hatchling always had someone to play with. Botan was sticking with the other girls, but for some reason she kept on glancing back at Kurama, who pretended not to notice. Yukina walked along, cheerful as ever, taking no notice of all the matches Kuwabara dedicated to his "Fluffy-wuffikins"; Suki, of course, openly ridiculed him and congratulated a purring Ahren on each near- effortless win. The group was headed for Koenma to get passage into the dragonlands, where's Ahren's folks were. Suki and Ahren could have gone at anytime, but Ahren was too young and he would have slowed them down. In a large group with powerful fighters, he could afford to set his own pace and be protected. So, off to Koenma's they went.
Koenma cowered under his desk as Ogre gave the report. "Yes, sir, that's correct. Yusuke and his friends have brought along a half-demon, a human girl, and a young dragon demon. They're headed here and there's not a thing you can do about it, so get out from under that desk." Koenma had other ideas. "NO WAY, Ogre! I hate dragons! They're mean and ugly and they breathe fire and they eat cute little people like me!" He burst into tears. "The beautiful ones always go first! WAAAAHH!!!" Ogre stemmed the flood of over-dramaticism with a single phrase, reserved for desperate measures and known by all the staff under Koenma. The mystical and powerful phrase had been passed down for generations of Ogre-staff, to help them do their part to keep order in Makai. It was so secret, Koenma never knew it existed, not even when it was used against him. "Are you. . .chicken?" Ogre said, starting the first step of the phrase. The tears from the desk stopped, and Koenma rose up angrily.
"Whaddya mean, chicken?" he said suspiciously. Ogre feigned indifference, a vital step. "Oh, nothing. Except that you're CHICKEN!" Koenma was really mad now. The phrase's magic was working perfectly. "I am NOT chicken!" Ogre concentrated. This was the most treacherous part of the phrase, where one sacrificed his pride. Tucking fists up near the armpits, prancing about with bent-legs, neck and back bent and a 70-degree angle downward, eyes bugged out and fixed on the floor in the ritual moves of the phrase, Ogre finished the phrase. "Bawk-bawk-bawk-begaaawk! Chicken! Bawk- begaaak!"
The phrase worked like the charm it was. Ogre lost that week's pay, but the safety of Makai was insured. Koenma threw a tantrum and sent out a formal greeting party to escort the companions inside. Suki worried over Ahren all the way in. "Ahren, why won't you take human form? Koenma won't be so scared if you do; you know he's terrified of dragons." Ahren flatly refused. "Fine, but you be good or I won't find you any sweetmeat when we get back home." Stung, Ahren grumbled and turned away. Right into Hiei's glare. "Do as she says, or else," the small fire demon said emotionlessly. Caught in the power of Hiei's glare, Ahren nodded meekly.
Suki thanked him, hiding a blush. "Thank you, he's so stubborn. And he has no manners!" Ahren grumbled, but again quailed under Hiei. "How do you do that?" Suki asked. Hiei gave her a measuring look, then let a tiny smile out. "I'll teach you." Everyone stared in amazement until Hiei glared at them, at which point they all became totally interested in the dull floral pattern of the castle's interior. They were led by Botan to Koenma's meeting room, though half of them knew the way.
Koenma decked out his meeting room to the max. After Yusuke's achievements in the Dark Tournament, he had enoyed an honored role of service under Koenma. The king of the Makai world was there, of course. Koenma would not ditch his draconic guest for fear of insulting its parents, a stupid act by anyone's measures. The group strolled in and plopped down on plush furniture with a happy sigh. "It's good to see you all again, people. And I'm always happy to have a guest, of course," Koenma said, starting the conversation. The last part was for Ahren, who purred from his curled up position on a rug. His head reared up on his neck and he cocked his head quizzically towards Suki. "He means he's happy to see you," she explained to the baby dragon. "Don't try sucking up to him, Koenma, he's still a baby. Like you," taunted Yusuke. Koenma ignored the jibe since he had guests. "Har har, but down to business. What brings you all here?" he asked. "Please, sir, we'd like to get permission to enter the dragonlands," Yukina said. Kikyo chimed in. "Yes, we need them to get Ahren back to his family, but we can't go unless you let us."
Koenma was about to tell them they were all insane, he was about to rant on about how hard he had worked to let the dragon demons have their own private country, when he was interrupted by Ogre. "Koenma, sir! There's an urgent message for you, you must see this!" Koenma looked up irritably. "It will have to wait, Ogre. I'm busy, in case you haven't noticed." Ogre was not easily cowed. "Sir, this is top priority, code red, Alpha level messaging material, sir! It has to do with the future of the Makai world as we know it!" Koenma sighed heavily and got up, trotting out of the room with a "Be right back," to his guests. He tore into the room five seconds later, surprising Yusuke so much that the poor guy choked on a grape he was eating. "Big problems! It's that dragon's folks, the message is from them! They're coming HERE to get HIM!!" Botan fainted, Hiei raised an eyebrow, Kurama stared in disbelief, Yusuke wondered aloud what was so bad about parents coming to get their kid, Kuwabara worried over a shocked Yukina, and Suki looked grim. For good reason.
The dragons arrived less than a half-hour later, just as they said. The group and all the staff were outside, on the open platform in front of the main entrance, leaving a wide space for the two creatures to land. Their shadows covered the area the welcoming committee occupied, and as they landed an aura of power pressed like a physical force against the gathered crowd.
They were huge, bigger than elephants, as big as a four-story hotel. Both were also silvery in color, but one was darker than the other. Ahren raced forward once they landed, and the lighter-colored one laid on the ground and nuzzled him, its purring shaking the ground slightly. The darker colored dragon spoke to the group, its voice like river rapids smashing against boulders. "Is he well?" Koenma answered, or started to. "Ye-""I did not ask you. I asked my son's guardian. Is he well?" the dragon interrupted. Suki stepped forth, dropping to her knees with her head lowered. "Yes, lord, he is well. These ones around me cared for him until I found him, and continued to do so while I healed after the Dark Pack tried to kill him."
A growl emitted from the dragon's chest, turning legs to jelly. "Their master shall pay dearly; we were not so easily defeated as he would have liked. Your siblings' charges are also well, but your brother died defending his." This was stated matter-of-factly, but Suki had to make a visible effort to keep herself up. "How did he die?" "In battle, defending my daughter. Heroically, taking the blow meant for her. In death, he lacked nothing. We gave him an honorable burial." Suki nodded. "Thank you," she whispered. "It was no more than he deserved. Now, are you ready to leave?"
Suki looked up at him, her heart in her eyes. The dragon nodded slowly. "You are not yet at peace with youself, and you are therefore a liability to my son. Stay with your friends until you are well again. I expect to hear from you soon." With that, the dragon turned its attention to its son. The lighter dragon looked at them, saying only "You protected my son. You all have my undying gratitude." The two adult dragons exchanged glances and rose to their feet, lifting off with effortless sweeps of their mighty wings. Ahren flew between them, and the trio of dragons soon disappeared from sight.
Yeah, yeah, I know. Not much in the way of funniness, but even such comedy greats as "The Barbershop" had to have a downside. Also short, but the next one will be longer. Gotta go, Love ya, REVIEW OR ELSE! See ya.
Hiei stretched, happy to be in the Makai world once again, where there were no stupid ninge. . .the small fire demon's thoughts were smashed to tiny bits by a happy squeal from Keiko, who was looking at a multicolored plant with Botan, who was trying to keep her away from the poisonous tentacles it was reaching around behind her. Suki didn't waste time, a quality in her Hiei found himself admiring. She simply used one of her daggers to slice the tentacle in half, then destroy the deadly flower. Kikyo was mad at her until Yusuke came up and walked with them, at which point she forgot everything but being nest to Yusuke. Hiei, wrinkled his nose; he could smell their hormones in the air.
Ahren was having a wonderful time. Kuwabara was bound and determined to beat the little dragon at wrestling one way or another, so the hatchling always had someone to play with. Botan was sticking with the other girls, but for some reason she kept on glancing back at Kurama, who pretended not to notice. Yukina walked along, cheerful as ever, taking no notice of all the matches Kuwabara dedicated to his "Fluffy-wuffikins"; Suki, of course, openly ridiculed him and congratulated a purring Ahren on each near- effortless win. The group was headed for Koenma to get passage into the dragonlands, where's Ahren's folks were. Suki and Ahren could have gone at anytime, but Ahren was too young and he would have slowed them down. In a large group with powerful fighters, he could afford to set his own pace and be protected. So, off to Koenma's they went.
Koenma cowered under his desk as Ogre gave the report. "Yes, sir, that's correct. Yusuke and his friends have brought along a half-demon, a human girl, and a young dragon demon. They're headed here and there's not a thing you can do about it, so get out from under that desk." Koenma had other ideas. "NO WAY, Ogre! I hate dragons! They're mean and ugly and they breathe fire and they eat cute little people like me!" He burst into tears. "The beautiful ones always go first! WAAAAHH!!!" Ogre stemmed the flood of over-dramaticism with a single phrase, reserved for desperate measures and known by all the staff under Koenma. The mystical and powerful phrase had been passed down for generations of Ogre-staff, to help them do their part to keep order in Makai. It was so secret, Koenma never knew it existed, not even when it was used against him. "Are you. . .chicken?" Ogre said, starting the first step of the phrase. The tears from the desk stopped, and Koenma rose up angrily.
"Whaddya mean, chicken?" he said suspiciously. Ogre feigned indifference, a vital step. "Oh, nothing. Except that you're CHICKEN!" Koenma was really mad now. The phrase's magic was working perfectly. "I am NOT chicken!" Ogre concentrated. This was the most treacherous part of the phrase, where one sacrificed his pride. Tucking fists up near the armpits, prancing about with bent-legs, neck and back bent and a 70-degree angle downward, eyes bugged out and fixed on the floor in the ritual moves of the phrase, Ogre finished the phrase. "Bawk-bawk-bawk-begaaawk! Chicken! Bawk- begaaak!"
The phrase worked like the charm it was. Ogre lost that week's pay, but the safety of Makai was insured. Koenma threw a tantrum and sent out a formal greeting party to escort the companions inside. Suki worried over Ahren all the way in. "Ahren, why won't you take human form? Koenma won't be so scared if you do; you know he's terrified of dragons." Ahren flatly refused. "Fine, but you be good or I won't find you any sweetmeat when we get back home." Stung, Ahren grumbled and turned away. Right into Hiei's glare. "Do as she says, or else," the small fire demon said emotionlessly. Caught in the power of Hiei's glare, Ahren nodded meekly.
Suki thanked him, hiding a blush. "Thank you, he's so stubborn. And he has no manners!" Ahren grumbled, but again quailed under Hiei. "How do you do that?" Suki asked. Hiei gave her a measuring look, then let a tiny smile out. "I'll teach you." Everyone stared in amazement until Hiei glared at them, at which point they all became totally interested in the dull floral pattern of the castle's interior. They were led by Botan to Koenma's meeting room, though half of them knew the way.
Koenma decked out his meeting room to the max. After Yusuke's achievements in the Dark Tournament, he had enoyed an honored role of service under Koenma. The king of the Makai world was there, of course. Koenma would not ditch his draconic guest for fear of insulting its parents, a stupid act by anyone's measures. The group strolled in and plopped down on plush furniture with a happy sigh. "It's good to see you all again, people. And I'm always happy to have a guest, of course," Koenma said, starting the conversation. The last part was for Ahren, who purred from his curled up position on a rug. His head reared up on his neck and he cocked his head quizzically towards Suki. "He means he's happy to see you," she explained to the baby dragon. "Don't try sucking up to him, Koenma, he's still a baby. Like you," taunted Yusuke. Koenma ignored the jibe since he had guests. "Har har, but down to business. What brings you all here?" he asked. "Please, sir, we'd like to get permission to enter the dragonlands," Yukina said. Kikyo chimed in. "Yes, we need them to get Ahren back to his family, but we can't go unless you let us."
Koenma was about to tell them they were all insane, he was about to rant on about how hard he had worked to let the dragon demons have their own private country, when he was interrupted by Ogre. "Koenma, sir! There's an urgent message for you, you must see this!" Koenma looked up irritably. "It will have to wait, Ogre. I'm busy, in case you haven't noticed." Ogre was not easily cowed. "Sir, this is top priority, code red, Alpha level messaging material, sir! It has to do with the future of the Makai world as we know it!" Koenma sighed heavily and got up, trotting out of the room with a "Be right back," to his guests. He tore into the room five seconds later, surprising Yusuke so much that the poor guy choked on a grape he was eating. "Big problems! It's that dragon's folks, the message is from them! They're coming HERE to get HIM!!" Botan fainted, Hiei raised an eyebrow, Kurama stared in disbelief, Yusuke wondered aloud what was so bad about parents coming to get their kid, Kuwabara worried over a shocked Yukina, and Suki looked grim. For good reason.
The dragons arrived less than a half-hour later, just as they said. The group and all the staff were outside, on the open platform in front of the main entrance, leaving a wide space for the two creatures to land. Their shadows covered the area the welcoming committee occupied, and as they landed an aura of power pressed like a physical force against the gathered crowd.
They were huge, bigger than elephants, as big as a four-story hotel. Both were also silvery in color, but one was darker than the other. Ahren raced forward once they landed, and the lighter-colored one laid on the ground and nuzzled him, its purring shaking the ground slightly. The darker colored dragon spoke to the group, its voice like river rapids smashing against boulders. "Is he well?" Koenma answered, or started to. "Ye-""I did not ask you. I asked my son's guardian. Is he well?" the dragon interrupted. Suki stepped forth, dropping to her knees with her head lowered. "Yes, lord, he is well. These ones around me cared for him until I found him, and continued to do so while I healed after the Dark Pack tried to kill him."
A growl emitted from the dragon's chest, turning legs to jelly. "Their master shall pay dearly; we were not so easily defeated as he would have liked. Your siblings' charges are also well, but your brother died defending his." This was stated matter-of-factly, but Suki had to make a visible effort to keep herself up. "How did he die?" "In battle, defending my daughter. Heroically, taking the blow meant for her. In death, he lacked nothing. We gave him an honorable burial." Suki nodded. "Thank you," she whispered. "It was no more than he deserved. Now, are you ready to leave?"
Suki looked up at him, her heart in her eyes. The dragon nodded slowly. "You are not yet at peace with youself, and you are therefore a liability to my son. Stay with your friends until you are well again. I expect to hear from you soon." With that, the dragon turned its attention to its son. The lighter dragon looked at them, saying only "You protected my son. You all have my undying gratitude." The two adult dragons exchanged glances and rose to their feet, lifting off with effortless sweeps of their mighty wings. Ahren flew between them, and the trio of dragons soon disappeared from sight.
Yeah, yeah, I know. Not much in the way of funniness, but even such comedy greats as "The Barbershop" had to have a downside. Also short, but the next one will be longer. Gotta go, Love ya, REVIEW OR ELSE! See ya.