Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho or the song 'Zoot Suit Riot' by Cherry Poppin' Daddies. [insert amusing comment about what things would be like if the author did own them]
Author's Note: This is what happens when you decide that swing music is a great sleep aid. I ended up wide-awake writing and drawing companion pics for this thing. Check 'em out on my site.
Chapter 1"No!" Hiei pointedly turned away from the neatly laid out clothing on Kurama's bed.
"Please," The redhead pleaded. "I told Yusuke we would be there."
"Why? You don't even go to the same school."
"He's a friend and I promised. Anyway, it sounds like fun."
Hiei eyed his lover's outfit with a critical expression. Well, it certainly was different. The ensemble was mostly white, pinstriped and detailed in a rich chocolate brown with a matching hat. In all honesty, the kitsune was looking very hot.
The fire demon's gaze once again fell to the clothing Kurama was now holding out to him. He managed to resist for a few more minutes before the fox played his trump card.
"Yukina is going to be there."
Kurama had Hiei out of his usual cloak, tank and pants and into the strange new clothing within moments.
"That was dirty and you know it." The half-koorime scowled. How dare the kitsune use his sister against him like that?
"But it worked," Kurama straightened Hiei's tie with a smile. He'd skipped getting him a hat since he doubted Hiei would wear one even if they could get it over that hair of his in the first place. Pity, it really would have completed the outfit. As it was, though, Hiei looked good.
The only real difference between what he wore and what Kurama had on was the color. The Jaganshi's suit was a dark charcoal grey with black pin striping.
Hiei snorted at the satisfied smile on the fox's face, "Fine, let's get this over with."
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"Oi, Shrimp! You look like you're going to a funeral!"
The short youkai resisted the urge to take the large hat from Kuwabara's head and shove it down the ningen's throat. But, then, compared to the carrot top's clothing almost anyone would look like they were headed for the morgue. Kuwabara's outfit consisted of blue, blue, and, just for some contrast, blue.
A/N: Another unfinished chapter. Kill me. But I like the idea and already have a few notes on what I want to do later with the story. It isn't exactly going to have much of a plot. It's just here to be fun.