REWIRTTEN

A note from DarrkKatt: I decided to rewrite this story because, to tell the truth, we wrote these first several chapters while on sugar highs so they suck. This rewrite should clear things up. When it says rewrite at the top of the page, that is the new chapter. Easy, right?

Crazy Band Story Ch. 1: Punishments Abroad

Koenma the toddler was pacing on top of his desk in his Spirit World office. Considering the situation, it was understandable why there was smoke issuing out of his ears. He had just received word that Hiei had lost his temper with Kuwabara over a dispute as to why Hiei was so short. Somehow, Hiei had managed to kill Kuwabara with a small, pink, lilac-scented cotton ball from Shizuru's medicine cabinet.

The prince of the underworld paused for a moment to figure out how this death was actually achieved. In all his years, he had read about several random deaths, one even about a Korean man choking on his live-squid dinner, but none had a cottonball as the number-one weapon. Koenma thought about it so hard he got a migraine. His conclusion was one of however Hiei did it, no one will ever know.

At that moment, the phone on Koenma's desk rang, scaring the toddler off the desk and into the waste-paper basket. Struggling to remove the basket from his butt, he eventually gave up around the third ring and jumped on the desk turtle-style to answer the phone.

"Hello?... Oh, hi dad... Yeah, I'm trying to figure out what to do right now... Huh? That's what you want the punishment to be?... ALL of them? But it was only Hiei... Very well, I'll tell them...WHAT?! You want me to do that?!...Yes, father... No, I don't want a spanking. Bye." Koenma hung up the phone and finally wrenched the basket off his butt. "Why me? This is not going to go down well," he muttered, reaching into a desk drawer and pulling out a lap top and a thick file.

Typing very fast, he opened the file and propped it open on his desk. He sent the email to the correspondents across the ocean listed in the file. Once they were sent, Koenma could only wait for a reply.

It took only a few seconds for the replies to be sent back to Koenma because those recipients were obviously online. Upon reading them, he was disappointed to find that the invitation had been accepted. Sighing in despair, he summoned all the Spirit Detectives along with Botan, Keiko, Shizuru, Yukina, Jin, Kuronue and Touya. All of them who had bore witness to Kuwabara's demise were to be punished according to father.

He was not looking forward to breaking the news to them all.

About one hour after the summons was sent, all were present in Koenma's office. They stood around Koenma's desk and looked both curious and extremely bored.

"I bet you're wondering why i called you here," Koenma said grimly.

"Yeah, and why are they here?" Yusuke asked, pointing at Keiko, Shizuru, Yukina, Jin, Touya and Kuronue.

"I'll get to that in a minute," Koenma rubbed his temples. "First off, this all has to do with the incident that happened last week."

"You mean Kuwabara's death at the hands of Hiei and a cotton ball?" Kurama said with a small smirk. Kuronue, Jin and Yusuke could not hold their laughter in at this comment.

"This isn't funny!" Koenma shouted, jumping on top of his desk and looking close to tears. "Father found out and he chose your punishment!"

That comment shut the laughing trio up in an instant. Everyone in the room just stared at Koenma.

"Just so you know," Hiei said calmly, breaking the silence, "That cotton ball was from hell and the baka deserved what he got."

"I can't even defend my brother, because he DID deserve it." Shizuru's voice held no emotion what-so-ever.

"I know, I know!" Koenma jumped up and down to vent his frustration. "The problem is none of you tried to stop Hiei from killing Kuwabara, and according to father everyone in this room must be punished. Including me," he added softly.

"All of us?!" Botan shrieked, almost passing out from the shock.

"Yes. Here are the files on the place where the punishment shall be served," Koenma passed out folders to everyone. He opened one he decided to keep for himself and summarized the contents. "Basically, because of our low moral values, father found some teenagers in America who are essentially the opposite of us. The only records they have are on provoking ghosts to tears, if you can believe it. we are to go and stay with them for one band season or until our values become higher. Then father will bring Kuwabara back from the dead and out slates will be wiped clean." Koenma flipped to the back pages of the folder. "The ticket for the plane ride it back here along with the names of the teenagers along with their phone numbers and emails. "I suggest you befriend them as soon as possible considering we will be living with them."

"When do we leave?" Keiko asked quietly, looking through the folder. "There's no date in here."

"It's on the tickets. We leave tomorrow."

"Why then?" Touya asked. The question was followed by another one. "And what are emails and phone numbers?"

Kurama answered the second question. "Email and phones are was to communicate with people all over the world." Touya nodded and then looked back at Koenma.

"We leave then because we missed pre-band season practice and have to arrive in time for band camp. Now, everyone must sign the blue sheet on the second page."

"Why?" Jin asked, pulling out the sheet and looking at it.

"It's our promise not to use our powers under any circumstance. To sign is binding and we all must do so."

Obligingly, they all took out pens and signed their names. They had no sooner finished than the phone rang. Koenma reached over and pressed the speaker phone button.

"Hello?"

"Hey, this Koenma?" a girl's voice on the other side asked.

"Yes, this is he. May I ask who this is?"

"Um, I hate my real name. How about calling my DarrkKatt? Anyway, I'm calling to tell you that myself and the others will pick you up at Pittsburgh International Airport two days from now. we'll be the loudest ones there, can't miss us," she said calmly, but insane laughter was heard in the background.

"You're one of those teens we are to stay with, then?"

The laughter got louder. "Yep! Enjoy what sanity you have. it'll be gone by the time your stay with us is over!" A click and then a hiss. She had hung up.

Everyone looked at each other, exchanging worried looks. Just what had they gotten themselves into?

Authors note: Kuronue is alive and kicking in this story for purely entertainment reasons.

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