My friend Tenchi suggested this ficlet. Hope you like it!

And themagnificentsupershay?

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(Don't worry, not in a creepy way.)

Disclaimer: I don't own YYH, or Grim's Tales.

Sleeping Kuwabara

Once upon a time there was a kingdom with a king.

Wow.

Who would've seen that coming?

Anyway, this king had a baby, Kuwabara.

Well, his wife had the baby, but you get the gist of what I'm getting at.

Now normally people would have celebrated 'n stuff, but this kid was ugly. Beyond ugly even.

So on the day of Kuwabara's birth—after his mother had left the room, screaming in horror—his father sent for three fairies.

The first fairy, Yusuke the Imp, was known for being able to give gifts of beautiful voice. The king called him over, seeing that his son wasn't all that much of a singer.

The second fairy, Kurama the Pixie, was known for making babies (usually princesses) beautiful. He was obviously the most important of the fairies, considering Kuwabara's case.

The third fairy, Hiei the Shorty-Sprite, wasn't really known for anything.

But hey, the king figured, why take chances? Might as well invite him too.

Upon the arrival of the three fairies, the king and queen were basically sobbing with relief.

"I'm giving this kid the gift of a great voice," Yusuke said, waving his magical guitar over the crib. He winced when he accidentally dropped it. "Oh. Heh." He peered at Kuwabara. "Well, Kurama was gonna fix that up anyway, right?"

Stepping aside Yusuke looked mournfully at his magic guitar, which had acquired a few scuff marks in hitting the baby's head.

"I bestow upon this child, the gift of beauty," Kurama said, waving his magical mirror. All the court ladies sighed, and stared in adoration. Noticing this, Kurama got a very twitchy look. "The fangirls...the fangirls...THEY'VE FOLLOWED ME!!!"

Screaming, Kurama ran from the room, and waited outside for his fellow fairies.

The king, who had been watching his queen swoon, wasn't entirely sad at the departure of this particular fairy.

Hiei snorted.

Grabbing up his magic sword, he leaned over the crib. "I give the brat the power to—Hey, he's still ugly."

Everyone leaned in for a closer look.

"Bwhahahahaha!" In the middle of the court, an old lady suddenly burst into crazed laughter. "She shall NEVER be pretty! Bwhahahaha! I, Genkai the Witch, have seen to that. And on her sixteenth birthday...wait, it's a boy." The evil lady deflated a bit. "Now that takes just all the fun out of it. Oh well. Anyway, on his sixteenth birthday, he's gonna prick himself on a sword and die."

She disappeared.

Hiei snorted. "Anyone who's being pricked by a sword usually does die. Ancient idiot." He turned to find everyone staring at him. "What?"

"You can save him!" The queen said breathlessly.

"I can?" Hiei looked down at Kuwabara. "Okay, but if you ask me, he's not really worth saving." Hiei laid his magical sword on Kuwabara's head. "You won't die, you'll just fall into some sleep until your true love shows up, 'kay?"

Kuwabara drooled on his magical sword.

Hiei twitched.

That night, plans were made to have Kuwabara go live with the three fairies. They would live out in a shack, in the middle of the forest, with no magic.

Honestly, the fairies didn't really see the logic in this, but they had been ordered by the king and queen, so they really didn't have much of a choice.

Sixteen years later...

Kurama and Yusuke looked around.

"This looks like a good spot to picnic."

"I'll set up the blanket, you take care of the food." Yusuke looked over his shoulder. "Hey Hiei! Kuwabara! Hurry it up, will ya?"

Hiei, grumbling, dragged Kuwabara across the beautiful field filled with flowers.

"Stupid field. Stupid king. Stupid no magic rule. Stupid, stupid, stupid..."

Kuwabara, who had grown up listening to this, didn't really pay any attention to him.

"Hey what's that?" Kuwabara pointed to something on the ground. He bent over, and picked it up. Then he fell over, completely knocked out.

"What is it?!" Kurama shouted in alarm.

"A sword." Hiei growled. His eyes turned red. He foamed at the mouth. "SIXTEEN YEARS OF MY LIFE DOWN THE DRAIN, AND THE IDIOT STILL MANAGES TO DIE? THIS IS JUST SO...SO...."

"Stupid?" Yusuke offered helpfully.

"YES!"

Seven hundred and sixty nine years later...

Yusuke looked at the cards. "Whose turn is it to deal?"

"Mine," Hiei snatched up the deck. He looked up at the other two fairies. "When do you think his true love will show up?"

"I dunno," Kurama shrugged.

Yusuke glared at Hiei. "It just had to be his true love. Couldn't you have said 'random bimbo' instead?"

"It wouldn't have worked then."

"You could've at least tried."

Kurama rolled his eyes as his friends fought.

Three feet away, Kuwabara—still asleep—drooled on Hiei's magic sword.

Hiei twitched.

Yusuke said comfortingly, "His true love will show up sometime, right?" He looked from Kurama to Hiei. They looked at each other, and started their poker game. "Right? Guys? Am I right?"

The End

Kuwabara beautiful...no, I just can't see it.

Hmmm, what should I do for my next fairy tale? Maybe something featuring Yukina? Keiko? Genkai? Botan?

...

I'm running outta ideas.