Disclaimer: Okay.... Do I really have to do this stupid disclaimer thing? They all know what I own and what I don't. So why do this pointless thing?
Yusuke: Who knows. Ask the announcer guy.
Announcer guy: Because eating a pie a day will increase your chances by 5% of having a day OF YUMMY! Everyone is happy, including me.
Hiei: That isn't what she asked, Baka.
Chichiri: NO DA!
Me: Uh... Chichi'... dear.... you're in the wrong room.
Chichiri: Woops! I'll get back to your fanfic no da! And speaking of which, update the thing no da!
Me: Okay, Okay. I'm just getting so wound up in this story that I kinda pushed that one aside momentarily no da!
Kurama: I think the reason is because law states that in order to make any type of story about copyrighted characters, you need to state that you are not trying to steal them, and that you are merely borrowing them for your own purposes.
Hiei: You make us sound inanimate objects, such as the baka with red hair over their.
Kuwabara: Aw, Hiei, don't be so hard on Kurama.
Me: He was referring to you, you prepubescent, irrational, pathetic, pointless waste of puny penis! Need I refer to your outfit?
Kuwabara: Okay, thats it! You want some of this? *holds up a fist*
Me: That's a nice outfit your wearing, who shot the couch?
Kuwabara: You're really pushing me, you know that!
Me: You should face legal action for trying to impersonate a man, you rediculous little mascara face-painted Jerk-in-the-box.
Kuwabara: My honor code says not to hit girls, but I will if you keep pushing me!
Me: You couldn't get a date if you bought them dried in a tin, you under-medicated, rump-rupturing chronic self-abuser. You're the kind of greasy, girly gombeen who buys STDs from a viral lab just to make it look like you get laid. You have a face that would give Freddie Kruger nightmares!
Yusuke: *cracks up laughing* Th-that he does! She got you good Kuwabara!
Kuwabara: *turns red in the face due to his rising temper*
Kurama: We'd better do the disclaimer for author girl before things get ugly.
Hiei: Things already are ugly, you just haven't noticed it yet. *Gestures towards Kuwabara*
Kurama: *cough* Anyways, Author girl does not own neither Hiei, Kuwabara, Yusuke, nor I. However, it is unwise to celebrate before someone is finished announcing. She does own Hinoki, Shikoshi, Hinoki's mother, her father, her human mother, Shoken, and her human brother.
Hiei: And the black bladed katana.
Me: People like you are the reason cults exist! If brains were electricity you wouldn't have enough power to run the dynamo in a fire-fly's ass! You're as useful as anti-wrinkle cream in a lepor colony, you clod-hopping simpleton.
Hinoki was about to run into the room and smash Shoken's head in. It wasn't until she heard a familiar voice did she hesitate.
"Whoa that's sharp!" It was Kuwabara's voice.
"H-hey! Don't we get a final request or something?" It was Yusuke.
"Not in my castle. Now that the test run is complete, you shall be next. Bring him!" That voice was Shoken's.
"Th-they're.... alive!" Kurama concluded.
A relieved smile swept across Hinoki's face, but it didn't last long. Their lives would soon end if she did not do something. "Screw this whole stupid pretend wedding thing, I am not marrying that odious leach-covered blob of quivering slim!" Hinoki said loudly, anger rising in her voice.
She stormed into the execution room, a dangerous fire in her eyes. Hiei and Kurama followed swiftly behind her, like bodygaurds(The funny thing is, you could actually picture them in MIB uniforms with the sunglasses, walkietalkies, and earphones playing bodygaurd).
"SHOKEN! LET THEM GO!" Hinoki shouted angrily.
"Ah! My beloved bride. Have you come to attend the execution of these trespassers?" Shoken asked.
"Hell no! I want you to let them go!" Hinoki snapped.
Shoken smiled with amusement, "A eager fire burns in your eyes. Beautiful."
"SHOKEN!" Hinoki screamed. She turned to Hiei and Kurama, "Hiei, you take care of Yusuke and Kuwabara. Kurama, you deal with the sprites. Shoken... is mine." And with those last words, Hinoki ran straight for Shoken.
"Execute them!" Shoken ordered, now understanding that Hinoki had no intention of marrying him.
Hiei ran for the Guillotine at his most impressive speed. His Jagan Eye glowed a glorious blue as his headbanned singed off his forehead. His fists glowed with orange spirit energy, like a fire. The Guillotine blade began to fall. Yusuke and Kuwabara screamed with fear.
"Fist of the Mortal Flame!" Hiei shouted as his flame-engulfed fists smashed the blade into tiny shards. Hiei then freed Yusuke and Kuwabara's necks from their imprisonment.
Kurama pulled a single red rose from his hair and held it above his head. He lashed it out in front of him as the peddles fell quickly from the rose's thorny stem. The stem quickly extended into a long, thorny whip.
"Rose Whip!" Kurama shouted. Thousands upon thousands of Sprites of every single color swarmed around Kurama. Kurama merely twirled his whip around, and every sprite that had surrounded him was instantly mutilated and obliterated.
Hinoki was instantly in Shoken's face, punching at him with tremendous speed. Shoken was barely able to block every single punch. However, it wasn't long before he was able to counter her punches with a single blast of spirit energy and jump further back.
Hinoki went flying backwards, slammed up against a wall, and fell to the ground. She got back up, slowly. Blood ran from the corner of her mouth. She only wiped it away with her arm.
"Not to bright, are you Shoken? I'm not out. Not yet. It takes a lot more than that to keep me down." She chuckled, despite the sharp pain that was now clinging to her stomach.
Shoken joined in the laughter, "Destroying you and your friends right now would be quite pointless. I propose that we train for three months, and on the fourth, we attend the Light Tournament."
"Are you tryin' to pull something? There is no Light Tournament!" Yusuke shouted.
"Even I have not heard a single rumor about this Light Tournament." Kurama said.
"Yeah! And Kurama knows a lot, so you gotta be lying!" Kuwabara shouted.
"No! Perhaps he isn't. I have heard small rumors of there being a Light Tournament. But they said those were only held once a few years after the Dark Tournament." Hinoki said.
Shoken smiled, "Yes, but upon a request, such as from someone as myself, they would have no choice but to hold it early."
"Hn... you can't possibly expect the Light Tournament committee to actually agree to those perplexed requests." Hiei said, obviously a bit curious about the ordeal going on before tham as of that moment.
"They can, and they will. Unless they would like to have everything precious and dear to them to be utterly annihilated." Shoken cackled.
"Hinoki! Are you gonna except this bogus proposal?" Kuwabara asked.
"What choice do we have? Besides, My strengths as of right now are completely parallel to that of his. None of us could defeat him with our current abilities, and Hiei's dragon would take out this whole castle, including us." Hinoki stated, lowering her eyes.
She looked back up at Shoken, her determined gaze unfaultering. "Shoken, we accept your proposal. Under three conditions."
"And what might those be?" Shoken asked innocently.
"We wish to exit this castle in the quickest way possible and unharmed, and number two we wish to know the rules. And finally, while we are training, you can't leave the world with massive weather problems. We don't want the weathermen going crazy." She said.
Shoken smiled and nodded his head in agreement. "Of course, how rude of me. Like the Dark Tournament there will be a ten count and a ring. However, the ring will be much bigger than the one before. There will only be allowed five fighters on a team, just like the Dark Tournament. Other than that, there are no rules. Oh, and one wish is granted to each member of the winning team." Shoken explained. "Does that answer your little questions?"
Hinoki sneered, "Yes it does. Now how do we get out of here?"
Shoken smiled and pointed a finger at the group. A flash of white light and they found themselves face flat on the grounds of Genkai's shrine.
Yusuke: Who knows. Ask the announcer guy.
Announcer guy: Because eating a pie a day will increase your chances by 5% of having a day OF YUMMY! Everyone is happy, including me.
Hiei: That isn't what she asked, Baka.
Chichiri: NO DA!
Me: Uh... Chichi'... dear.... you're in the wrong room.
Chichiri: Woops! I'll get back to your fanfic no da! And speaking of which, update the thing no da!
Me: Okay, Okay. I'm just getting so wound up in this story that I kinda pushed that one aside momentarily no da!
Kurama: I think the reason is because law states that in order to make any type of story about copyrighted characters, you need to state that you are not trying to steal them, and that you are merely borrowing them for your own purposes.
Hiei: You make us sound inanimate objects, such as the baka with red hair over their.
Kuwabara: Aw, Hiei, don't be so hard on Kurama.
Me: He was referring to you, you prepubescent, irrational, pathetic, pointless waste of puny penis! Need I refer to your outfit?
Kuwabara: Okay, thats it! You want some of this? *holds up a fist*
Me: That's a nice outfit your wearing, who shot the couch?
Kuwabara: You're really pushing me, you know that!
Me: You should face legal action for trying to impersonate a man, you rediculous little mascara face-painted Jerk-in-the-box.
Kuwabara: My honor code says not to hit girls, but I will if you keep pushing me!
Me: You couldn't get a date if you bought them dried in a tin, you under-medicated, rump-rupturing chronic self-abuser. You're the kind of greasy, girly gombeen who buys STDs from a viral lab just to make it look like you get laid. You have a face that would give Freddie Kruger nightmares!
Yusuke: *cracks up laughing* Th-that he does! She got you good Kuwabara!
Kuwabara: *turns red in the face due to his rising temper*
Kurama: We'd better do the disclaimer for author girl before things get ugly.
Hiei: Things already are ugly, you just haven't noticed it yet. *Gestures towards Kuwabara*
Kurama: *cough* Anyways, Author girl does not own neither Hiei, Kuwabara, Yusuke, nor I. However, it is unwise to celebrate before someone is finished announcing. She does own Hinoki, Shikoshi, Hinoki's mother, her father, her human mother, Shoken, and her human brother.
Hiei: And the black bladed katana.
Me: People like you are the reason cults exist! If brains were electricity you wouldn't have enough power to run the dynamo in a fire-fly's ass! You're as useful as anti-wrinkle cream in a lepor colony, you clod-hopping simpleton.
Hinoki was about to run into the room and smash Shoken's head in. It wasn't until she heard a familiar voice did she hesitate.
"Whoa that's sharp!" It was Kuwabara's voice.
"H-hey! Don't we get a final request or something?" It was Yusuke.
"Not in my castle. Now that the test run is complete, you shall be next. Bring him!" That voice was Shoken's.
"Th-they're.... alive!" Kurama concluded.
A relieved smile swept across Hinoki's face, but it didn't last long. Their lives would soon end if she did not do something. "Screw this whole stupid pretend wedding thing, I am not marrying that odious leach-covered blob of quivering slim!" Hinoki said loudly, anger rising in her voice.
She stormed into the execution room, a dangerous fire in her eyes. Hiei and Kurama followed swiftly behind her, like bodygaurds(The funny thing is, you could actually picture them in MIB uniforms with the sunglasses, walkietalkies, and earphones playing bodygaurd).
"SHOKEN! LET THEM GO!" Hinoki shouted angrily.
"Ah! My beloved bride. Have you come to attend the execution of these trespassers?" Shoken asked.
"Hell no! I want you to let them go!" Hinoki snapped.
Shoken smiled with amusement, "A eager fire burns in your eyes. Beautiful."
"SHOKEN!" Hinoki screamed. She turned to Hiei and Kurama, "Hiei, you take care of Yusuke and Kuwabara. Kurama, you deal with the sprites. Shoken... is mine." And with those last words, Hinoki ran straight for Shoken.
"Execute them!" Shoken ordered, now understanding that Hinoki had no intention of marrying him.
Hiei ran for the Guillotine at his most impressive speed. His Jagan Eye glowed a glorious blue as his headbanned singed off his forehead. His fists glowed with orange spirit energy, like a fire. The Guillotine blade began to fall. Yusuke and Kuwabara screamed with fear.
"Fist of the Mortal Flame!" Hiei shouted as his flame-engulfed fists smashed the blade into tiny shards. Hiei then freed Yusuke and Kuwabara's necks from their imprisonment.
Kurama pulled a single red rose from his hair and held it above his head. He lashed it out in front of him as the peddles fell quickly from the rose's thorny stem. The stem quickly extended into a long, thorny whip.
"Rose Whip!" Kurama shouted. Thousands upon thousands of Sprites of every single color swarmed around Kurama. Kurama merely twirled his whip around, and every sprite that had surrounded him was instantly mutilated and obliterated.
Hinoki was instantly in Shoken's face, punching at him with tremendous speed. Shoken was barely able to block every single punch. However, it wasn't long before he was able to counter her punches with a single blast of spirit energy and jump further back.
Hinoki went flying backwards, slammed up against a wall, and fell to the ground. She got back up, slowly. Blood ran from the corner of her mouth. She only wiped it away with her arm.
"Not to bright, are you Shoken? I'm not out. Not yet. It takes a lot more than that to keep me down." She chuckled, despite the sharp pain that was now clinging to her stomach.
Shoken joined in the laughter, "Destroying you and your friends right now would be quite pointless. I propose that we train for three months, and on the fourth, we attend the Light Tournament."
"Are you tryin' to pull something? There is no Light Tournament!" Yusuke shouted.
"Even I have not heard a single rumor about this Light Tournament." Kurama said.
"Yeah! And Kurama knows a lot, so you gotta be lying!" Kuwabara shouted.
"No! Perhaps he isn't. I have heard small rumors of there being a Light Tournament. But they said those were only held once a few years after the Dark Tournament." Hinoki said.
Shoken smiled, "Yes, but upon a request, such as from someone as myself, they would have no choice but to hold it early."
"Hn... you can't possibly expect the Light Tournament committee to actually agree to those perplexed requests." Hiei said, obviously a bit curious about the ordeal going on before tham as of that moment.
"They can, and they will. Unless they would like to have everything precious and dear to them to be utterly annihilated." Shoken cackled.
"Hinoki! Are you gonna except this bogus proposal?" Kuwabara asked.
"What choice do we have? Besides, My strengths as of right now are completely parallel to that of his. None of us could defeat him with our current abilities, and Hiei's dragon would take out this whole castle, including us." Hinoki stated, lowering her eyes.
She looked back up at Shoken, her determined gaze unfaultering. "Shoken, we accept your proposal. Under three conditions."
"And what might those be?" Shoken asked innocently.
"We wish to exit this castle in the quickest way possible and unharmed, and number two we wish to know the rules. And finally, while we are training, you can't leave the world with massive weather problems. We don't want the weathermen going crazy." She said.
Shoken smiled and nodded his head in agreement. "Of course, how rude of me. Like the Dark Tournament there will be a ten count and a ring. However, the ring will be much bigger than the one before. There will only be allowed five fighters on a team, just like the Dark Tournament. Other than that, there are no rules. Oh, and one wish is granted to each member of the winning team." Shoken explained. "Does that answer your little questions?"
Hinoki sneered, "Yes it does. Now how do we get out of here?"
Shoken smiled and pointed a finger at the group. A flash of white light and they found themselves face flat on the grounds of Genkai's shrine.