Cheeto: *sits at computer with sandwich and soda.* Don't you just lurve spring break?
Sensei: Lurve?
Cheeto: I lurve it. And eggsalad sandwiches. *Bites sandwich* I lurve those too. And Pepsi! *drinks Pepsi* I lurve Pepsi! And Reeses Pieces! *eats* Mmm . . lurve those too . . .and a whole week off to enjoy them . . which I lurve . . .
Sense: Uh . .Cheeto . .the story?
Cheeto: Hmm . .? Oh, right! *clears throat, hides goodies* I don't own anything, blah blah . .
Anyways, there were some questions in the reviews I got ^-^. So I will now answer them.
OC's: There will be *no* OC's in my stories, except for a villain or two. Personally, I think they are usually Mary-Sues and therefore the devil. Only few stories I have read, *mainly Sycogerl's* can get away with a good OC. I will not attempt to do this, since it takes of level of skill, as far as I know, that I do not posses.
Hiei/Hermione: Fascinating pairing, I don't think I've ever come across it before. I'll think about it, but I give no assurances since the romance level in this story will be quite low and Hiei isn't really the romantic type. ^-^ I may just leave him single.
Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher: Because I decided to make them all fifth years, the DADA will be, at least for a short while, Umbridge. This is mainly so I can torment our heroes. *cackles*
Oh, and does anyone know when Easter is? Is it this Sunday or next? Anyways, onto the story!
*~Chapter Two~*
Yusuke shoved all of his clothing into a suitcase, trying to force it closed, but the many garments stubbornly kept it propped open. Sitting on top of the bulging bag, he forced the top down and latched it shut. Grabbing it and a duffel bag packed full of 'necessities', he left his room and headed towards the door.
"Yusuke!" A voice called. "Yusuke, where are you going?" Atsuko looked up from her sprawled position on the couch, the action causing a mostly empty beer can to drop from her sluggish fingers. Though it was only 10 AM, she had already overdosed on the cure to her morning hangover.
He sighed. "I told you mom. I'm going to England to go to a school for witches and wizards to kill a demon that might have something to do with an evil wizard dude that wants to kill a bunch of the kids, especially this one scrawny kid."
Atsuko blinked. "Okay. Have fun, then." Yusuke sighed and opened the door, "See you in a year, mom."
He had just started down the hall when his mother's voice called him back.
"Yusuke?" He turned around to see her leaning on the doorframe. "Be safe, okay?" he smiled.
"Okay, mom." he turned and walked a few more steps when he heard her again.
"I love you, Yusuke!" She yelled after him. He smiled.
"Yeah, I know."
***
"Are you taking your stupid cat with you, bro?" Shizuru asked as she took a drag on her cigarette, puffing out smoke rings towards the punk, who was kneeling on the floor, packing.
"Eikichi isn't stupid!" Kuwabara yelled as he shoved his toothbrush in the bag, then frowned. "I can't take her, can I?" Shizuru, with the hand not cradling the Marlboro, tossed a piece of paper to him. It was the list that had first arrived with the letter.
"It says you can have a pet." She said. "And don't think I'm not going to feed it." The punk scowled at her and called to the kitten, who wandered in a moment later. He looped his hand under Eikichi's belly and held her close. Then something occurred to him.
"Hey, Shizuru." He called, as the girl had left the room, "Koenma said people with above average spirit energy go to this school." The girl poked her head back into the room. "Did you ever get a letter from this place?"
Shizuru eyed her brother for a moment, shrugging. "I don't know. I might've."
"Then why didn't you go?" Her eyes became misty and she took another drag on the cancer stick.
"I had other things to worry about." She muttered and turned away.
"But-"
"Drop it." She snapped. Kuwabara opened his mouth to say something more when the door burst open.
"Hey, Kuwabara!" Yusuke yelled. "Got anything to eat? I heard plane food sucks." Kuwabara and Shizuru looked away from each other.
"We don't have time." The older girl muttered. "We might be late as it is. You ready, little bro?" The punk nodded and grabbed his things. After a few minutes, they were all ready and headed down the stairs, out into the front lawn and toward Shizuru's car.
"Oh, wait, I forgot Eikichi!"
Yusuke and Shizuru sighed, rolling their eyes as Kuwabara ran back into the house.
***
Yusuke and Kuwabara arrived at the terminal to see Kurama already sitting down, deeply engrossed in a book thicker that a grown man's arm.
"Hey, Kurama." Kuwabara said, sitting next to him. The fox just grunted in response. Moments later Yukina and Botan arrived, gasping for breath and incredibly relieved they didn't miss the flight.
"We will now begin boarding flight A-15, from Tokyo, Japan to Phoenix, Arizona, then onto London, England. Will passengers one through thirty approach the gate." The group looked around confusedly.
"Where's Hiei?" Five minutes later, they called out the next round of passengers.
"That's us." Kurama murmured, still looking around. When the final call rang out, Yusuke yelled in exasperation. "Let's just LEAVE HIM!" When they were about to board the plane, the Jaganshi appeared out of nowhere.
"About time!" Kuwabara yelled as they sprinted up towards the gate and down the long hallway out to the plane. They boarded, the smiling stewardess welcoming them almost too cheerfully and closing the heavy plane door behind them.
The six of them squeezed through the narrow passageway toward the second section, spotting their seats.
"I call window!" Yusuke yelled and jumped into the isle, climbing over two seats to sit in the third. He leaned back and squirmed. "These seats suck. Couldn't Koenma get us first class or something?"
Yukina sat down next to the punk and Kuwabara after her. In front of them, Botan got the window seat, Kurama sat next to her, then Hiei. They all got buckled in just as one of the stewardesses began to speak about plane safety and what to due in an emergency situation.
"Why don't they just say: 'If we crash, you're all going to die.' And save a lot of time?" Yusuke muttered and rolled his eyes. Yukina suddenly got a fearful look and turned to Kuwabara.
"We aren't going to crash, are we?"
Kuwabara took her tiny hands in his massive ones. "Of course not, snookie. This plane, like my love, will whether any storm!" Yusuke rolled his eyes and turned to the window, watching the landscape roll by as they began to taxi on the runway.
Meanwhile, in front of them, Hiei had begun to fidget restlessly, popping his knuckles over and over as the plane gained speed.
"Nervous, Hiei?" Kurama smirked, the demon shooting him a death glare.
"I am depending on an aircraft made out of cheap ningen plastic, suspended in the air by nothing, and being driven by a member of this idiotic race. Of course I'm nervous." Kurama laughed softly as they began to ascend, turning back to his book. Botan stared out the window, gazing dreamily at the houses that grew smaller and smaller until they disappeared all together.
Suddenly, a soft hooting noise came from her carry-on duffel bag. She blanched and looked around, thankful no one had heard it. Moments later there was a second, louder one, this time drawing the detectives' attention, as well as that from a few other passengers.
Yusuke undid his seatbelt and peeked his head over her seat, quickly followed by Kuwabara.
"Botan, what's . .?" Suddenly, the zipper began to peel back, and a tuft of black hair appeared. A little blue penguin-like face peered out of the hole.
"Puu." It's tiny golden beak parted with the gentle call. Botan quickly unzipped the bag the rest of the way, lifting the little creature out and setting him in her lap, casting a wary eye around to make sure no one had seen.
"Oh, man." Yusuke groaned. "You brought that rat with?" Puu, as if sensing the insult, suddenly grew teary eyed. Botan hugged him close.
"Yusuke! You hurt his feelings! And yes, Genkai thought it would be a good idea if he came along."
"Drinks anyone?" A blonde, slim flight attendant asked, flashing unnaturally white teeth at Kurama. Botan found herself flushing with anger.
"Aw, what a cute toy!" The girl smiled at Puu, speaking to Botan in an 'Aren't you a little old to be playing with toys?' voice. Botan found herself squeezing Puu angrily, causing the little creature to emit a strangled 'Puu!' in distress.
"Oh, it even talks!" Kurama smiled that strained smiled that he used with so many other of his fan girls. "We won't have anything, thank you." The girl frowned slightly and stepped away, Botan glowering after her.
After a few hours they had all become incredibly bored. Botan was using her compact to play games, Kurama was near the end of his book, and Hiei was wishing he had been allowed to take his katana on board so he could slice up some ningens for amusement. Yukina was sleeping, while Kuwabara and Yusuke were annoying other passengers with their endless games of rock-paper-scissors.
"I win again!" Kuwabara yelled, pumping his fist. "Three hundred to nothin!" Yusuke looked at his hands in disbelief.
"Man, that's just not normal."
"I told you Urameshi!" Kuwabara grinned. "I'm unbeatable at rock-paper-scissors!" Yusuke smirked competitively, rolling up his jacket sleeves. "I'm feeling lucky this time. One more game."
They stared each other down for a moment, placing their fists on their open palms.
"Rock-"
"Paper-"
"Scissors-"
"Will you two stop playing that baka ningen game?!" Hiei shouted, having turned around in his seat, one of his crimson eyes twitching uncontrollably.
The two stared at him. Yusuke eyes darted to see what they threw out. He had scissors, Kuwabara had rock. His scissors quickly and seamlessly dissolved into paper.
"Okay, geeze, don't get your panties in a bunch." Kurama idly grabbed the back of Hiei's collar to keep him from leaping over the seat and strangling Yusuke.
The two returned to their game. "What the-?" Kuwabara gasped in disbelief. Yusuke blinked in mock surprise, the grinned.
"Alright!"
"No way!" Kuwabara yelled, staring at his hand, then Yusuke's. "NO WAY!"
"Alright, I won!" Yusuke grinned at Kuwabara's disbelief, "Your going to have to find a new hobby, buddy. I can out fight you, out rock-paper-scissors you. . ."
"No way, you cheated! I demand a re-match!"
"Just accept it, you're starting to embarrass yourself."
And so went the flight. After a while, everyone fell asleep, no matter how uncomfortable the seats were. Sooner than seemed possible a stewardess was tapping them awake to tell them that they'd arrived in Phoenix.
A few hours later they were in England, all tiredly leaving the plane and cramming into a single taxi. The taxi dropped them off what seemed like a random street in the huge, crowded city of London. It was lined with everything, fast-food places, clothing stores, even a theater, and even though tourist season was winding down, the street was packet to the rim with camera bearing, Hawaiian t-shirt wearing, sandle-with-socks sporting, all together fashion faux-pauxing vacationers.
"Here we are." Kurama said. "The Leaky Cauldron." They all looked to where he was pointing, blinking in surprise. It was as if the place didn't even exist until he pointed it out. Yusuke looked around. It seemed to be the same with the people walking down the street; their eyes slid away from where the pub was located, as if they didn't even see it.
They all started toward the shabby looking place, ducking inside. The place looked like any other pub, clouded in smoke and smelling of alcohol and smoldering cigars, except the patrons were all dressed in strange robes of all colors. Those very patrons were eying them suspiciously, as if they recognized something about them but couldn't exactly place it.
Kurama immediately led them to the back and out the back door, chatter immediately erupting after they vacated. The alleyway they were in now was a dead end, ending in a brick wall.
"Kurama . ." The kitsune strode up to the wall and carefully counted the bricks, his index finger glowing a rosy hue with spirit energy and he tapped one.
"Uhh . . ." Kuwabara started, but suddenly, the bricks began to shift and slide aside, revealing an opening into a whole new, previously unseen street bustling with the same, strangely robed people.
"Wow." Yusuke breathed, then cast an eye at Kurama. "How do you know all this stuff?"
Kurama smiled, casting a look back at the stunned group. "I get around." They all raised their eyebrows, then proceeded to enter the crowded street.
Cheeto: Hm . .a bit depressing at the beginning, ne?
Sensei: *Nods some*
Cheeto: Oh, and I don't know what Kurama's step-dad's name is. I've heard it's Kazuya, but I've also heard it's Hatanaka . . .so, please excuse the mistake, if I made one . .^-^; I'd like to send a special thanks out to all my reviewers for the last chap, you guys are a great and I love you all! ^0^
Sensei: Review please!
Sensei: Lurve?
Cheeto: I lurve it. And eggsalad sandwiches. *Bites sandwich* I lurve those too. And Pepsi! *drinks Pepsi* I lurve Pepsi! And Reeses Pieces! *eats* Mmm . . lurve those too . . .and a whole week off to enjoy them . . which I lurve . . .
Sense: Uh . .Cheeto . .the story?
Cheeto: Hmm . .? Oh, right! *clears throat, hides goodies* I don't own anything, blah blah . .
Anyways, there were some questions in the reviews I got ^-^. So I will now answer them.
OC's: There will be *no* OC's in my stories, except for a villain or two. Personally, I think they are usually Mary-Sues and therefore the devil. Only few stories I have read, *mainly Sycogerl's* can get away with a good OC. I will not attempt to do this, since it takes of level of skill, as far as I know, that I do not posses.
Hiei/Hermione: Fascinating pairing, I don't think I've ever come across it before. I'll think about it, but I give no assurances since the romance level in this story will be quite low and Hiei isn't really the romantic type. ^-^ I may just leave him single.
Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher: Because I decided to make them all fifth years, the DADA will be, at least for a short while, Umbridge. This is mainly so I can torment our heroes. *cackles*
Oh, and does anyone know when Easter is? Is it this Sunday or next? Anyways, onto the story!
*~Chapter Two~*
Yusuke shoved all of his clothing into a suitcase, trying to force it closed, but the many garments stubbornly kept it propped open. Sitting on top of the bulging bag, he forced the top down and latched it shut. Grabbing it and a duffel bag packed full of 'necessities', he left his room and headed towards the door.
"Yusuke!" A voice called. "Yusuke, where are you going?" Atsuko looked up from her sprawled position on the couch, the action causing a mostly empty beer can to drop from her sluggish fingers. Though it was only 10 AM, she had already overdosed on the cure to her morning hangover.
He sighed. "I told you mom. I'm going to England to go to a school for witches and wizards to kill a demon that might have something to do with an evil wizard dude that wants to kill a bunch of the kids, especially this one scrawny kid."
Atsuko blinked. "Okay. Have fun, then." Yusuke sighed and opened the door, "See you in a year, mom."
He had just started down the hall when his mother's voice called him back.
"Yusuke?" He turned around to see her leaning on the doorframe. "Be safe, okay?" he smiled.
"Okay, mom." he turned and walked a few more steps when he heard her again.
"I love you, Yusuke!" She yelled after him. He smiled.
"Yeah, I know."
***
"Are you taking your stupid cat with you, bro?" Shizuru asked as she took a drag on her cigarette, puffing out smoke rings towards the punk, who was kneeling on the floor, packing.
"Eikichi isn't stupid!" Kuwabara yelled as he shoved his toothbrush in the bag, then frowned. "I can't take her, can I?" Shizuru, with the hand not cradling the Marlboro, tossed a piece of paper to him. It was the list that had first arrived with the letter.
"It says you can have a pet." She said. "And don't think I'm not going to feed it." The punk scowled at her and called to the kitten, who wandered in a moment later. He looped his hand under Eikichi's belly and held her close. Then something occurred to him.
"Hey, Shizuru." He called, as the girl had left the room, "Koenma said people with above average spirit energy go to this school." The girl poked her head back into the room. "Did you ever get a letter from this place?"
Shizuru eyed her brother for a moment, shrugging. "I don't know. I might've."
"Then why didn't you go?" Her eyes became misty and she took another drag on the cancer stick.
"I had other things to worry about." She muttered and turned away.
"But-"
"Drop it." She snapped. Kuwabara opened his mouth to say something more when the door burst open.
"Hey, Kuwabara!" Yusuke yelled. "Got anything to eat? I heard plane food sucks." Kuwabara and Shizuru looked away from each other.
"We don't have time." The older girl muttered. "We might be late as it is. You ready, little bro?" The punk nodded and grabbed his things. After a few minutes, they were all ready and headed down the stairs, out into the front lawn and toward Shizuru's car.
"Oh, wait, I forgot Eikichi!"
Yusuke and Shizuru sighed, rolling their eyes as Kuwabara ran back into the house.
***
Yusuke and Kuwabara arrived at the terminal to see Kurama already sitting down, deeply engrossed in a book thicker that a grown man's arm.
"Hey, Kurama." Kuwabara said, sitting next to him. The fox just grunted in response. Moments later Yukina and Botan arrived, gasping for breath and incredibly relieved they didn't miss the flight.
"We will now begin boarding flight A-15, from Tokyo, Japan to Phoenix, Arizona, then onto London, England. Will passengers one through thirty approach the gate." The group looked around confusedly.
"Where's Hiei?" Five minutes later, they called out the next round of passengers.
"That's us." Kurama murmured, still looking around. When the final call rang out, Yusuke yelled in exasperation. "Let's just LEAVE HIM!" When they were about to board the plane, the Jaganshi appeared out of nowhere.
"About time!" Kuwabara yelled as they sprinted up towards the gate and down the long hallway out to the plane. They boarded, the smiling stewardess welcoming them almost too cheerfully and closing the heavy plane door behind them.
The six of them squeezed through the narrow passageway toward the second section, spotting their seats.
"I call window!" Yusuke yelled and jumped into the isle, climbing over two seats to sit in the third. He leaned back and squirmed. "These seats suck. Couldn't Koenma get us first class or something?"
Yukina sat down next to the punk and Kuwabara after her. In front of them, Botan got the window seat, Kurama sat next to her, then Hiei. They all got buckled in just as one of the stewardesses began to speak about plane safety and what to due in an emergency situation.
"Why don't they just say: 'If we crash, you're all going to die.' And save a lot of time?" Yusuke muttered and rolled his eyes. Yukina suddenly got a fearful look and turned to Kuwabara.
"We aren't going to crash, are we?"
Kuwabara took her tiny hands in his massive ones. "Of course not, snookie. This plane, like my love, will whether any storm!" Yusuke rolled his eyes and turned to the window, watching the landscape roll by as they began to taxi on the runway.
Meanwhile, in front of them, Hiei had begun to fidget restlessly, popping his knuckles over and over as the plane gained speed.
"Nervous, Hiei?" Kurama smirked, the demon shooting him a death glare.
"I am depending on an aircraft made out of cheap ningen plastic, suspended in the air by nothing, and being driven by a member of this idiotic race. Of course I'm nervous." Kurama laughed softly as they began to ascend, turning back to his book. Botan stared out the window, gazing dreamily at the houses that grew smaller and smaller until they disappeared all together.
Suddenly, a soft hooting noise came from her carry-on duffel bag. She blanched and looked around, thankful no one had heard it. Moments later there was a second, louder one, this time drawing the detectives' attention, as well as that from a few other passengers.
Yusuke undid his seatbelt and peeked his head over her seat, quickly followed by Kuwabara.
"Botan, what's . .?" Suddenly, the zipper began to peel back, and a tuft of black hair appeared. A little blue penguin-like face peered out of the hole.
"Puu." It's tiny golden beak parted with the gentle call. Botan quickly unzipped the bag the rest of the way, lifting the little creature out and setting him in her lap, casting a wary eye around to make sure no one had seen.
"Oh, man." Yusuke groaned. "You brought that rat with?" Puu, as if sensing the insult, suddenly grew teary eyed. Botan hugged him close.
"Yusuke! You hurt his feelings! And yes, Genkai thought it would be a good idea if he came along."
"Drinks anyone?" A blonde, slim flight attendant asked, flashing unnaturally white teeth at Kurama. Botan found herself flushing with anger.
"Aw, what a cute toy!" The girl smiled at Puu, speaking to Botan in an 'Aren't you a little old to be playing with toys?' voice. Botan found herself squeezing Puu angrily, causing the little creature to emit a strangled 'Puu!' in distress.
"Oh, it even talks!" Kurama smiled that strained smiled that he used with so many other of his fan girls. "We won't have anything, thank you." The girl frowned slightly and stepped away, Botan glowering after her.
After a few hours they had all become incredibly bored. Botan was using her compact to play games, Kurama was near the end of his book, and Hiei was wishing he had been allowed to take his katana on board so he could slice up some ningens for amusement. Yukina was sleeping, while Kuwabara and Yusuke were annoying other passengers with their endless games of rock-paper-scissors.
"I win again!" Kuwabara yelled, pumping his fist. "Three hundred to nothin!" Yusuke looked at his hands in disbelief.
"Man, that's just not normal."
"I told you Urameshi!" Kuwabara grinned. "I'm unbeatable at rock-paper-scissors!" Yusuke smirked competitively, rolling up his jacket sleeves. "I'm feeling lucky this time. One more game."
They stared each other down for a moment, placing their fists on their open palms.
"Rock-"
"Paper-"
"Scissors-"
"Will you two stop playing that baka ningen game?!" Hiei shouted, having turned around in his seat, one of his crimson eyes twitching uncontrollably.
The two stared at him. Yusuke eyes darted to see what they threw out. He had scissors, Kuwabara had rock. His scissors quickly and seamlessly dissolved into paper.
"Okay, geeze, don't get your panties in a bunch." Kurama idly grabbed the back of Hiei's collar to keep him from leaping over the seat and strangling Yusuke.
The two returned to their game. "What the-?" Kuwabara gasped in disbelief. Yusuke blinked in mock surprise, the grinned.
"Alright!"
"No way!" Kuwabara yelled, staring at his hand, then Yusuke's. "NO WAY!"
"Alright, I won!" Yusuke grinned at Kuwabara's disbelief, "Your going to have to find a new hobby, buddy. I can out fight you, out rock-paper-scissors you. . ."
"No way, you cheated! I demand a re-match!"
"Just accept it, you're starting to embarrass yourself."
And so went the flight. After a while, everyone fell asleep, no matter how uncomfortable the seats were. Sooner than seemed possible a stewardess was tapping them awake to tell them that they'd arrived in Phoenix.
A few hours later they were in England, all tiredly leaving the plane and cramming into a single taxi. The taxi dropped them off what seemed like a random street in the huge, crowded city of London. It was lined with everything, fast-food places, clothing stores, even a theater, and even though tourist season was winding down, the street was packet to the rim with camera bearing, Hawaiian t-shirt wearing, sandle-with-socks sporting, all together fashion faux-pauxing vacationers.
"Here we are." Kurama said. "The Leaky Cauldron." They all looked to where he was pointing, blinking in surprise. It was as if the place didn't even exist until he pointed it out. Yusuke looked around. It seemed to be the same with the people walking down the street; their eyes slid away from where the pub was located, as if they didn't even see it.
They all started toward the shabby looking place, ducking inside. The place looked like any other pub, clouded in smoke and smelling of alcohol and smoldering cigars, except the patrons were all dressed in strange robes of all colors. Those very patrons were eying them suspiciously, as if they recognized something about them but couldn't exactly place it.
Kurama immediately led them to the back and out the back door, chatter immediately erupting after they vacated. The alleyway they were in now was a dead end, ending in a brick wall.
"Kurama . ." The kitsune strode up to the wall and carefully counted the bricks, his index finger glowing a rosy hue with spirit energy and he tapped one.
"Uhh . . ." Kuwabara started, but suddenly, the bricks began to shift and slide aside, revealing an opening into a whole new, previously unseen street bustling with the same, strangely robed people.
"Wow." Yusuke breathed, then cast an eye at Kurama. "How do you know all this stuff?"
Kurama smiled, casting a look back at the stunned group. "I get around." They all raised their eyebrows, then proceeded to enter the crowded street.
Cheeto: Hm . .a bit depressing at the beginning, ne?
Sensei: *Nods some*
Cheeto: Oh, and I don't know what Kurama's step-dad's name is. I've heard it's Kazuya, but I've also heard it's Hatanaka . . .so, please excuse the mistake, if I made one . .^-^; I'd like to send a special thanks out to all my reviewers for the last chap, you guys are a great and I love you all! ^0^
Sensei: Review please!