Perpetrate Some Delicious Nastiness

A Yu Yu Hakusho Fanfiction by SpookyChild

Authors Notes:

Update, bitches. Okay, as you all know, I have no Internet at my house. So, you all may have some questions that you're wondering.

"Hey, Spooky, how are you going to update?"

"How are you updating now?"

"Why are you in my house?"

The answers to all these questions are as followed.

1.) I have Internet at my grandmother's house.

2.) Through the wonderful power of saving these on a c.d.

3.) Because I'm stalking you, my love.

So… that's it.

Disclaimer: Hehe… in my subtitled version of Yu Yu Hakusho, Kurama says, "Give it to me, Yusuke," when he's fighting Touya.

Chapter Six: Mirrors.

7:19 P.M.

Meeting with Evil Demon Nakayama General Hospital

Yusuke is seen sitting in the driver's side of a car, slowly navigating it down the street, the unmistakable shaky 'Cops' camera on him.

"Yeah," He began, his voice loud and drawling, "we get a lot of bad stuff going on out here. Drug addicts, gang violence, evil demons trying to take over the world, Godzilla…" Yusuke rambled on, turning down a deserted street. "But I keep it safe. It's a tough gig, but hey, it's a living."

"Yusuke," Botan interrupted, sounding irritated, "do I really have to hold this camera? My wrists are hurting."

"Just keep it pointed straight at me, Doll-Face. I'm betting they make a whole new season dedicated to us." Yusuke stated, turning down a different road. Botan frowned.

"Yusuke, do you even have a driver's license?"

"A what?"

"-Forget your worries, all the rush and the hurry- DAMNIT!" Kurama cried angrily, clenching his fists together. "Stupid Hiei! I'll never get that song out of my head now…" He sighed and stepped up onto the roof of the hospital. "Now I have to wait for the Spirit Detective. God, where is he-?"

"Bad boys, bad boys, whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do when we come for you? Da nuh nuh nuh nuh…" Yusuke rambled on, not knowing the rest of the lyrics to the song. He walked up behind Kurama and slapped him on the back. "What's cooking, good looking?"

"Nada lada, enchilada. I mean… Shut up, Spirit Detective." Kurama hissed, pulling the Mirror of Darkness from his coat pocket. "Now, here's the thing; my mother is dying, and I'm going to use this to make her better, yaddi yadda…" He waved his hand dismissively and began to tinker with the artifact in his hands. Yusuke raised an eyebrow.

"Why are you telling me this?" He asked. Kurama rolled his eyes.

"It's essential to the progress of the show." The redhead smiled and winked at the audience. Yusuke frowned.

"Well, if that's not breaking the fourth wall, then I don't know what is…" The Spirit Detective shook his head and peered over Kurama's shoulder. "How does this thing work?"

"I have no idea."

"…Maybe we should poke it?" Yusuke suggested. Kurama glared at the Unhelpful Commenter before raising his hands in defeat. The two teenagers then began to poke the Mirror of Darkness.

"What?" Came the irritated voice of the Mirror of Darkness.

"Eh, hey. It's me, Kurama."

"So?"

Kurama took a nervous glance at Yusuke and cleared his throat. "Um… I was just wondering… could you make my mom not dying?"

"Are you willing to give up your life?" The Mirror of Darkness began in a bored tone. Kurama sighed, exasperated. He thought this over for a minute.

"…I guess." He finally said, sounding annoyed.

"Okie dokie then. Now, prepare for death, please. Prepárate con muerte, por favor."

The Mirror of Darkness began to glow brightly, huge rays of light exploding out of the middle as the Mirror drained Kurama of his life force. Yusuke, easily enthralled by the 'shiny pretty thing', stuck his hand over the Mirror, also being drained of his life force, and in turn accidentally saving the redheaded demon. As Kurama's vision slowly began to fade, he caught a glimpse of himself in the highly reflective part of the… reflective surface… of the Mirror. Which was very reflective.

"Is that what my hair always looks like?" He murmured, before he was greeted by blackness.

"-So I was all, 'Whoa, Gary, whoa!'" Hiei exclaimed, holding the phone with one hand and gesturing wildly with his other. The person on the other line chuckled.

"Hilarious." They said.

"And so he's all, 'I'm not gonna…'" Hiei suddenly gasped dramatically. Oh my god, my Kurama sense is tingling! "Hey, can I call you back?" He spoke into the phone.

"Take your time." Said the operator. Hiei put the phone on its handle and stood by the window staring outside with worried eyes.

"Should I go… to him?" Hiei sighed, feeling his heart burning with pain. "I must. There's no other choice than to go- oh my god, 'Three's Company' is on…" Thanks to his short attention span, Hiei quickly forgot about Kurama's life-or-death situation and hurriedly jumped onto the couch, flipping through the channels in time to watch the 'Three's Company' theme song. He laughed hysterically. "Oh, that Suzanne Summers gets me every time!"

"No… leave John Stamos outta this…" Yusuke murmured in his sleep. He squirmed a few more times before slowly coming to his senses, feeling groggy and a little shaken. He yawned and stretched before looking around him. "Hmm, where'd Kurama go?" He stood up, walking down the stairs into the hospital, where he found Kurama standing outside his mother's room, looking all happy and such.

"She's okay, Spirit Detective." Kurama smiled at Yusuke good-naturedly. "Thank you for helping me." Yusuke chuckled and draped an arm over Kurama's shoulders.

"I just didn't think your mother would want to live when her son didn't. I went through that before. I thought that no one would miss me when I died, but I saw my mother and my friends, and they were all upset. Your mother would have never been happy again. I just did what I thought was right."

"…Did you just grab my ass?"

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(A/N)

…Sorry about the god-awful chapter. Jeez, what the hell was I thinking? I mean, 'Nada lada, enchilada"? I'm embarrassed to even be associated with this. Oh well.

Stay tuned for chapter seven, entitled "The Arrest".

Yay.