FW: FRIDAY! God, I love the weekend!
Yusuke: Who doesn't?
FW: Actually, I have a friend who likes school.
Botan: I guess Sola is stranger than I thought….
FW: No, not her. How could she like school? She's lucky to be passing!
Sola: (from far, far away) ACHOO!
FW: Well, let's make this a quick one. I'm going to a Christian meeting soon.
Hiei: You're a Christian who spends her free time writing about demons?
FW: Basically.
Hiei: Hypocrite.
FW: …I've been called that before…. And before I forget, again, Relick-sama, PLEASE win your fight with Hiei! I don't want to die!
Hiei: Fool. How can she fight me when I'm standing in front of you?
FW: Didn't think of that yet….
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho
START"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Kurama woke with a start hearing two very familiar male voices. He groaned, sitting up and rubbing his sore neck. Slowly, he stood, leaving the cold carpet of his floor.
Why had he been sleeping on the floor, one may ask. The answer was simple enough: there was no room left on his bed. Shortly after his "victory", Yusuke had passed out, followed by Botan. Well, being the gentleman he was, Kurama wasn't about to leave them there, so he placed Yusuke gently on his bed and carried Botan down to the couch. Without any room for Kuwabara, Kurama had just tossed the teenager onto the bed next to Yusuke without thinking.
Not such a good idea.
The fox now glanced at the two boys. Yusuke was on the floor, apparently having fallen out when he noticed his "bunkmate". Kuwabara was still sitting on the bed, sheets pulled up to his chin, which Kurama realized wasn't necessary, because they were both decent. (FW: No, this isn't yoai. They didn't do anything)
Without commenting, Kurama left the room to prepare breakfast before Botan decided to wake up and give them all another round.
About half an hour later, the detectives worked things out between them, satisfied that nothing happened, and joined the redhead for toast and orange juice.
"Isn't it early to eat?" Yusuke asked wearily, stomach still hurting from last night.
"It's never a bad time to eat!" Kuwabara greedily shoved all his food into his black hole of a mouth.
"IT'S 3:30 AM!"
"Well, there's no way any of us will fall asleep again, so…." Kurama muttered, helping himself to his food before Kuwabara got to it. At Yusuke's hesitation, the orange haired boy had already eaten both of theirs.
"Could you keep it down?" Botan whispered, slowly walking into the room, hand holding her head. She was obviously having a serious hangover.
Too bad Yusuke didn't hear her. "WHAT!" He yelled unnecessarily.
Botan grimaced tossing her hands over her ears in pain.
"She said be quiet," the redhead clarified. "Hurry up with your breakfasts. Today is the first band practice, and we need to find Hiei."
"Hn." At his trademark phrase, Hiei was suddenly visible beside Botan, who jumped in shock, the sudden movement hurting her head.
"So what time does band start?" Yusuke asked Kurama, figuring he'd know all this.
"It's the first class of the day, starts at 7:30."
"We have four hours."
"Yes."
"Good. I'm going back to sleep." The top detective turned and marched back to Kurama's room, waving over his shoulder.
Botan and Kuwabara quickly followed his example, the girl hoping to sleep off her hangover. Which left the two demon friends.
Kurama glanced at Hiei. "You need to wear something else."
"Why?"
"Because you'll never pass for a human wearing a cloak."
"I don't want to be thought of as a human."
The fox took a deep breath. He'd known this would be hard, but really now…. "And you need to leave the sword."
"No."
"Hiei! You're going to high school! You don't need to slice anything!"
Using his jagon to glance at the fast asleep Kuwabara, Hiei muttered, "You can't be sure of that."
Kurama was quickly losing his patience. He forcibly grabbed Hiei's wrist and literally dragged him up the stairs to his room, throwing some "normal" clothes at him. "Change," he commanded.
"No."
Vines started appearing around the angered fox, reaching threateningly to the watchful fire demon. "Are you going to cooperate, or do you need… convincing?"
Hiei cursed his luck. Should have stayed away for a few more hours…. Deciding this wasn't getting them anywhere, he finally nodded. "Hn."
Kurama smiled and left his room, giving his friend some privacy. Yusuke, who was on his bed, didn't count, seeing how he was unconscious.
Kurama waited a few minutes, before knocking. "Hiei? Are you almost done?"
Nothing.
"Hiei, is everything ok?"
Nothing.
Fearing the worst, Kurama burst in. "Hiei!" He yelled, scanning the room to find… nothing. Except the clothes Hiei was to wear. And an open window.
"I will kill him."
LATERIt was 7:20. The four detectives and ferry girl were gathered outside the school, gazing up at it with uncertainty. "Well, what are we waiting for?" Yusuke said, leading the way, followed by his friends.
The halls were full of students rushing to their classes, but the five evaded them easily, reaching their designated room.
Their eyes widened upon entering. It was complete chaos! Random horns blew random notes from every direction, girls were catching up on the latest gossip, a few students were trying to jump OVER the piano, and a boy was playing dead, occasionally getting stepped on.
Ah the life of a band student….
Mr. Nesul entered the room then, taking his place at the front of the class. "Excuse me," he almost whispered.
"There's no way anyone will even hear him, let alone shut up," Hiei muttered, but to his surprise, the room had gone deathly silent. Not a soul moved.
"We have five new students joining us today," Mr. Nesul continued, beckoning for the said students to join him up front, which they did.
"Yusuke Urameshi, Kazuma Kuwabara, Kurama, Hiei, and Botan Jaganshi," Hiei bristled slightly at Jaganshi. The teacher quickly pointed out where each section was, and the five were forced to split up.
Hiei joined the sousaphone area, where the other players looked at him suspiciously. Maybe it was the black cloak Kurama had warned him not to wear. Or the sword by his side.
"Can you even lift a sousaphone?" Of course, it could also have been his height.
Hiei's eyebrow twitched.
Meanwhile, Kurama wasn't having much luck either. The only open seats were on either side of a normal sized brunette girl. "Hey," she said, not even glancing at him.
"Hello," he responded.
"People stay away from me. They think I'm weird. Do you think I'm weird? I'm not weird. Mr. Nesul's cool. I like Mr. Nesul. But I like Flactem more… yes, Flactem is very good… NICKLES!" She yelled unexpectedly.
Kurama sweatdroped. He had a pretty good idea why the only trumpet seats open were around her.
Botan was having a better, if not awkward time. "You're hot," the blonde next to her stated for the millionth time, staring at her.
"Thank you, I think," she said back. It was just her luck that she'd chosen to sit next to the only boy flutist.
"That's Joane," the girl sitting next to her muttered. "He's the flute section leader, but a little… off."
"Great…."
Yusuke was meeting his own section leader. A dark haired girl named Mia. She had a pretty face and a sweet smile, but when she was wearing a black shirt that said "F#CK YOU!", Yusuke knew he had to be careful.
"Ok, what kind of percussion?" She asked, buisiness like.
"Uh… snare," he answered, reading the word off a poster behind her head. "Ok, we got an opening, because one of our members mysteriously… "disappeared"," she smiled evilly, making the boy trust her even less.
"Here we go!" She said, handing him the instrument. "Ignore the stains," she instructed, heading back to her bells.
"…Are these blood stains?"
As for Kuwabara….
"Kazuma, the saxophone section is INSIDE the band room."
END CHAPTER 5FW: I wanted to have the whole class in this chapter, but I took so long with preparations again….
Kurama: You always do.
FW: You know, you guys aren't much for support.
Kuwabara: Course not! We WANT you to stop!
FW: Wow, you sounded smart!
Kuwabara: Huh?
Yusuke: RUN! IT'S THE APOCALYPSE!
Hiei: The Makai should be safe!
Botan: I'll open us a portal!
Everyone but Kuwabara: (runs off to the Makai)
Kuwabara: What? (notices a letter from FW. Opens and reads it) In case I run off the Maksai to avoid the apocalypse, reviews are welcome, but not necessary. Flames are welcome to, I'll take it in stride!
