Disclaimer: Kii: We don't own YYH. I own myself (Kii). Kat: I own myself (Kat).
Kii: Firstly, I'd like to inform you all that this is a self insert, so if you don't like them then get lost. Secondly, read ALL authors' notes, before, in-between, and after the story. Thirdly, I'd like to thank Kat for letting me do a story with her. Fourthly, Don't go saying this is cliché until... like the fourth or fifth chapter. Things will be better explained then.
Kat: Why you're welcome Kii. I was happy that someone wanted to write something with me. I had two others that I wrote a fic with and only one fic is done. Also, check out our other pen names. Kii's Kitsune Kii and I'm Squeakers.
Kii: Okay, HERE WE GO!
Kat: (covering ears) Did you really have to scream so loud?
Kii: of course
Things Aren't Always What They Seem
Chapter 1: Waiting
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Kii was sitting in a corner, staring at the flames in the fireplace she had just previously lit, deep in thought.
Kat, on the other hand, was reading a book silently, looking up at the clock every now and then. But Kii knew better, and if she would have looked over at Kat right now, she could tell she wasn't really reading. Kat didn't really like to read that much, even if she was bored.
Kat and Kii had known each other for a very long time, and were very close friends and will always stick up for each other. Though they can get on each other's nerves, mostly Kii's on Kat's.
Kii was fiery, quick tempered, and sometimes, rash.
Kat however, is the exact opposite of Kii, calm, not easily angered, and is usually not rash, but don't get her angry or you'll regret it, as Kii could tell you. Kat also doesn't like when someone that she knows is mad at her and will try anything to get them to like her again, and normally when that happens they can't refuse and they always seem to forget why they were mad at her in the first place. Maybe that was the reason that the two were friends. Kat could always make Kii forget why she was ever mad at her to begin with.
Kii began to stroke the flames, with a bored expression, looking up at the clock herself. Good, fifteen minutes to go, she thought as she stood up, and poked Kat on the shoulder.
"Time to go," Kii said, already out the door.
"Humm? Oh, yeah," Kat said closing her book, and went out after Kii.
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"Yeah... Sure... whatever.... Why not... what harm could this do..." Koenma mumbled hurriedly, stamping through his paper work. "Jeez! People are so inconsiderate!" Koenma said grumpily, stamping another piece of paper, as Ogre came in, with several others following him, with new paperwork.
Koenma looked at them like he would bite their heads off if they even dared to set down the paper work.
He set the piles down quickly and the others, who were behind Ogre, ran away.
"Koenma, sir... your father wishes to speak to you sir!" Ogre squeaked.
Koenma got up from his desk. "Keep an eye on the paperwork, Ogre. Make sure not a single new piece of paper makes it into this room until I get back."
Ogre nodded obediently.
Suddenly Koenma turned around. "So exactly where is my father?"
Ogre fell anime-style. "In his room, Koenma sir!"
"Thank you Ogre." Koenma continued to his father's room.
"Koenma, the Medusa Stone has been stolen."
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Kii: Do you like it?
Kat: Flames are good. 'Cause then Kii can make it turn against you and also we get bored easily and we need the entertainment. Right Kii?
Kii: Yeah, you should see what I do with flamers #grins evilly#
Kat & Kii: R&R!
