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Chapter 4: Plans and Preparations
A week after Chapter 3
"Alright, tell me," Kuwabara grumbled, "Why do we have to go see Genkai at one in the morning? I need my beauty sleep."
"Hn. I take it, that you have never been sleep before last night then." Hiei replied, as he, Kuwabara, and Kurama made their way up the last few stairs to Genkai's temple.
"Kuwabara, it's one in the afternoon," Kurama said, but was completely ignored.
"What did you just say runt!"
"I said you're the ugliest thing to ever walk any of the three worlds."
"That's it! I'm sick of your lip! Spirit Swor- Ahh!" Kuwabara yelped, all thoughts of skewering the little fire demon forced from his head, as he frantically hopped up and down on one foot, while attempting to put out the fire that had suddenly, and 'mysteriously' started on his pants leg.
Simultaneously, Hiei and Kurama turned around in time to see Kuwabara fall down a good two hundred or so steps. Kurama glanced at Hiei, who just quirked an eyebrow. A new series of yelps and curses caused the two to look back at Kuwabara in time to see him drop and start rolling... down another hundred some steps.
"Idiot," was all Hiei muttered before resuming his trek up the steps, soon followed by Kurama, who was shaking his head at the Jaganshi's antic's.
An hour later, the Rekai Tentai sat around Genkai as she finished explaining the plan she had came up with thus far.
"You are a ware of what you are asking us to do, aren't you?" Kurama asked quietly, silently suppressing a yawn, "We won't have anyway of receiving reliable outside information without any contact with the Rekai."
Genkai nodded, "Yes, I know. I've already taken care of that problem though."
"What about Yusuke? He's suppose to come with us, isn't he?" Kuwabara spoke up, from where he stood leaning against the wall.
"Hn. We don't need him. We can handle this on our own." Hiei muttered, earning a disapproving glare from both Genkai and Kurama.
"Dimwit is already on his way to London. He's to meet us at a local pub near where we are to get our supplies. Speaking of which, here are your letters. They hold a complete list of your school supplies," Genkai said, passing out three slips of parchment to their owner's.
Silently, the trio read over their letter, which were as follows:
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed of Wizards)
Dear, Mr. Kuwabara
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted as a transfer student to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress
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"Wait one damn minute. No one said anything about going to a school!" Kuwabara shouted.
"Baka, tell me, what is it like, living in a constant state of stupidity." Hiei asked, glaring at the orange-haired teen.
"Shut it runt!"
"Hn. I take it that the question was beyond your level of comprehension."
"Hey! I have no idea what you just said, but it sounded like an insult!"
"Hn. How do you know I didn't just complement you?"
Sighing, Kurama stood up and made a slight bow to Genkai, "Tonight then, Genkai-sama," the yoko said, making a slight bow to the aging woman, before following the enraged Kuwabara, who was charging after the small fire demon.
For a few minutes Genkai just sat and listened to the silence. After a few moments of listening, her efforts were rewarded when the sound of Kuwabara's voice followed by the sound of something large falling down the stairs echoed through the court yard. 'Hm. It's hard to believe that they have to save the world, on an almost monthly basis.'
"You wished to see me, Lord Yukimo" a voice said, echoing through an ancient mansion, the last word echoing with contempt.
"Yes," another voice hissed, sending chills down the backs of anyone who heard it. "We seem to have come across a, at the moment, minor problem, my dear Lord Voldemort."
"What do you mean? What problem? Everything has been running smoothly since last I checked."
"I take it, you haven't read Mr. Malfloy's report then, have you."
"I have not had the time, but surely he hasn't made a tremendous mis-"
"You FOOL! I explicitly told you, that under no circumstance, what so ever, were you or any of your men to recruit any demons from JAPAN! Any large gathering of demons there could alert my enemies to my activities before I am ready!" Yukimo shouted, "But, I thought that was the biggest mistake that your insignificant ningen followers could make. Malfloy proved me wrong! I simply asked them to go and receive my three demon generals, and bring them to me; which they proved more then capable of doing, but then Malfloy had to go for a bonus! Damn! I knew your ningen were unable to complete this task without missing it up! I should of sent demons, but no; you wanted to send your stupid ningen, because it would 'lower' our chances of being discovered!"
"What has Malfloy done, to alert your enemies?"
"He attempted to recruit one of the Rekai Tentai, and kill another one of them. The only good thing that there is, is the fact Spirit Detective is no longer under Koenma's employment."
"You know... There may be away to use this to our advantage," Voldemort said quietly.
Yukimo stared at his companion, a look of disbelief, yet curiosity, on his face, "How?"
"From what you say you have learned about this Rekai Tentai; since the leader has left, would the other three not soon follow in his foot steps," Voldemort said slyly.
"Leaving Koenma open to an attack. But surely they are leaving so they may attempt to stop the formation of our army."
"Ah, yes. That is most likely, but how would they be able to focus on abolishing our army, if they are trap defending themselves from who were once allies."
An evil grin slowly crossed Yukimo's face, "And once Koenma wipes out his own defenders, I can move in and attack. But, to be on the safe side, we had better leave a calling card for the Tentai, to ensure they take the bait."
Miles away in London, in one of the sleeping quarters of the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, a boy with untidy jet black hair, and a lightning bolt shape scar on his forehead, snaps in to full consciousness.
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Chapter 4: Plans and Preparations
A week after Chapter 3
"Alright, tell me," Kuwabara grumbled, "Why do we have to go see Genkai at one in the morning? I need my beauty sleep."
"Hn. I take it, that you have never been sleep before last night then." Hiei replied, as he, Kuwabara, and Kurama made their way up the last few stairs to Genkai's temple.
"Kuwabara, it's one in the afternoon," Kurama said, but was completely ignored.
"What did you just say runt!"
"I said you're the ugliest thing to ever walk any of the three worlds."
"That's it! I'm sick of your lip! Spirit Swor- Ahh!" Kuwabara yelped, all thoughts of skewering the little fire demon forced from his head, as he frantically hopped up and down on one foot, while attempting to put out the fire that had suddenly, and 'mysteriously' started on his pants leg.
Simultaneously, Hiei and Kurama turned around in time to see Kuwabara fall down a good two hundred or so steps. Kurama glanced at Hiei, who just quirked an eyebrow. A new series of yelps and curses caused the two to look back at Kuwabara in time to see him drop and start rolling... down another hundred some steps.
"Idiot," was all Hiei muttered before resuming his trek up the steps, soon followed by Kurama, who was shaking his head at the Jaganshi's antic's.
An hour later, the Rekai Tentai sat around Genkai as she finished explaining the plan she had came up with thus far.
"You are a ware of what you are asking us to do, aren't you?" Kurama asked quietly, silently suppressing a yawn, "We won't have anyway of receiving reliable outside information without any contact with the Rekai."
Genkai nodded, "Yes, I know. I've already taken care of that problem though."
"What about Yusuke? He's suppose to come with us, isn't he?" Kuwabara spoke up, from where he stood leaning against the wall.
"Hn. We don't need him. We can handle this on our own." Hiei muttered, earning a disapproving glare from both Genkai and Kurama.
"Dimwit is already on his way to London. He's to meet us at a local pub near where we are to get our supplies. Speaking of which, here are your letters. They hold a complete list of your school supplies," Genkai said, passing out three slips of parchment to their owner's.
Silently, the trio read over their letter, which were as follows:
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed of Wizards)
Dear, Mr. Kuwabara
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted as a transfer student to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Wait one damn minute. No one said anything about going to a school!" Kuwabara shouted.
"Baka, tell me, what is it like, living in a constant state of stupidity." Hiei asked, glaring at the orange-haired teen.
"Shut it runt!"
"Hn. I take it that the question was beyond your level of comprehension."
"Hey! I have no idea what you just said, but it sounded like an insult!"
"Hn. How do you know I didn't just complement you?"
Sighing, Kurama stood up and made a slight bow to Genkai, "Tonight then, Genkai-sama," the yoko said, making a slight bow to the aging woman, before following the enraged Kuwabara, who was charging after the small fire demon.
For a few minutes Genkai just sat and listened to the silence. After a few moments of listening, her efforts were rewarded when the sound of Kuwabara's voice followed by the sound of something large falling down the stairs echoed through the court yard. 'Hm. It's hard to believe that they have to save the world, on an almost monthly basis.'
"You wished to see me, Lord Yukimo" a voice said, echoing through an ancient mansion, the last word echoing with contempt.
"Yes," another voice hissed, sending chills down the backs of anyone who heard it. "We seem to have come across a, at the moment, minor problem, my dear Lord Voldemort."
"What do you mean? What problem? Everything has been running smoothly since last I checked."
"I take it, you haven't read Mr. Malfloy's report then, have you."
"I have not had the time, but surely he hasn't made a tremendous mis-"
"You FOOL! I explicitly told you, that under no circumstance, what so ever, were you or any of your men to recruit any demons from JAPAN! Any large gathering of demons there could alert my enemies to my activities before I am ready!" Yukimo shouted, "But, I thought that was the biggest mistake that your insignificant ningen followers could make. Malfloy proved me wrong! I simply asked them to go and receive my three demon generals, and bring them to me; which they proved more then capable of doing, but then Malfloy had to go for a bonus! Damn! I knew your ningen were unable to complete this task without missing it up! I should of sent demons, but no; you wanted to send your stupid ningen, because it would 'lower' our chances of being discovered!"
"What has Malfloy done, to alert your enemies?"
"He attempted to recruit one of the Rekai Tentai, and kill another one of them. The only good thing that there is, is the fact Spirit Detective is no longer under Koenma's employment."
"You know... There may be away to use this to our advantage," Voldemort said quietly.
Yukimo stared at his companion, a look of disbelief, yet curiosity, on his face, "How?"
"From what you say you have learned about this Rekai Tentai; since the leader has left, would the other three not soon follow in his foot steps," Voldemort said slyly.
"Leaving Koenma open to an attack. But surely they are leaving so they may attempt to stop the formation of our army."
"Ah, yes. That is most likely, but how would they be able to focus on abolishing our army, if they are trap defending themselves from who were once allies."
An evil grin slowly crossed Yukimo's face, "And once Koenma wipes out his own defenders, I can move in and attack. But, to be on the safe side, we had better leave a calling card for the Tentai, to ensure they take the bait."
Miles away in London, in one of the sleeping quarters of the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, a boy with untidy jet black hair, and a lightning bolt shape scar on his forehead, snaps in to full consciousness.
?
Got nothing to say, so, Thanks to all who reviewed.