Disclaimer: Hey. I know not many of you may read this fic considering it's almost an exact copy of Aladdin. However, for those of you who do read, tell your friends. I will change a few things. I do not own Aladdin or Yu Yu Hakusho only the idea of combing the two.
Chapter 2: Riff Raff, Street Rat
Head Guard: Stop thief!
(A boy with long red hair stops at the edge of a rooftop and grasps the loaf of bread he stole.)
Head Guard: I'll have your hands for a trophy, street rat.
Kurama: (looks down, then at the bread in his hands) All this for a loaf of bread. (Jumps) Whoa!
(Kurama slides down some clotheslines and lands in a pile of disheveled rags on the ground. He reaches out, without looking and catches his stolen loaf of bread.)
Guard: There he is. You won't get away so easy.
Kurama: You think that was easy.
(Kurama notices Keiko and her harem behind him laughing. The Guards show up at the end of the street.)
Head Guard: You two, over that way, and you follow me. We'll find him.
Kurama: (cloaks himself with a sheet from the ground and walks over to the harem) Morning ladies.
Keiko: Getting into trouble a little early today, aren't we Kurama?
Kurama: Trouble? No way. You're only in trouble if you get caught.
Head Guard: (Grabs Kurama's collar) Gotcha!
Kurama: I'm in trouble!
Head Guard: And this time…ugh.
(All of a sudden a short man with spiked hair wearing all black and a white headband lands on the Head Guard's head.)
Hiei: Sorry. Mind if I drop in?
Kurama: Your timing is impeccable, Hiei, as usual. Come on; let's get outta here.
(Kurama bumps into a guard.)
Kurama: (singing) Gotta keep one jump ahead of the breadline, one swing ahead of the sword. We steal only what we can't afford. That's everything. One jump ahead the lawmen, that's all and that's no joke. These guys don't appreciate we're broke.
Guards: Riff Raff, Street rat, Scoundrel, take that!
Kurama: Just a little snack, guys.
Guards: Rip them open, take it back guys.
Kurama: I can take a hint. Gotta face the facts, you're my only friend, Hiei.
Girls: Hey! Oh, it's sad, Kurama's hit the bottom. He's become a one-man rise in crime.
Mother: I'd blame parents except he hasn't got 'em.
Kurama: Gotta eat to live, gotta steal to eat, tell you all about it when I got the time. One jump ahead of the slowpokes, one skip ahead our doom. Next time gonna use a nom de plume.
Guards: There he is.
Kurama: One jump ahead the hit men, one hit ahead of the flock. I think we'll take a stroll around the block.
Man: Stop thief!
Merchant: Vandals.
Kurama: Hiei!
Woman: Scandal.
Kurama: (surrounded by guards) Let's not be too hasty.
Woman: (comes up and grabs Kurama) Still I think he's rather tasty.
Kurama: Gotta eat to live, gotta steal to eat. Otherwise we'd get along.
Guards: Wrong!
Kurama: Gotta keep one jump ahead of the hoof beats, one hop ahead of the hump, one trick ahead of disaster, they're quick but we're much faster. Here goes (grabs a carpet) better throw our hand in. Wish us happy landing. All we gotta do is jump.
(Guards fall out the window after them and land in a manure pile. A little way off in another alley, Kurama and Hiei land unharmed.)
Kurama: And now esteemed effendi, we feast. All right.
(Kurama is about to eat when he notices two orphans digging throw the trash to find food.)
Kurama: (sighs and gets up)
Hiei: Kurama, you can't be serious. We haven't eaten in three days.
Kurama: I know. (Walks over and hands bread to the kids.)
(Hiei later follows suit and finds Kurama standing near the street. A prince has just arrived in town.)
Peasant: On his way to the palace I suppose.
Merchant: Another suitor for the princess.
Man: I've heard that he is called Mr. Sensui.
(Kurama notices the orphans ran into the street and stop Sensui in his tracks. Sensui pulls out a whip)
Sensui: Out of my way, you little brats.
Kurama: Rose Whip! (Catches Sensui's whip before it hits the kids.) If I were as rich as you I could afford some manners. (Throws Sensui's whip back in Sensui's face.)
Sensui: I'll teach you some manners. (Knocks Kurama and Hiei into the dung on the ground. The crowd laughs.)
Hiei: Look at that, Kurama. It isn't everyday you see one jackass ride the other.
Crowd: Whoa!
Sensui: You are worthless street rats. You were born street rats. You'll die street rats and only your fleas will mourn you.
(Kurama, now officially pissed off, dashes in Sensui's direction. The doors to the palace courtyard close.)
Kurama: We're not worthless. And we don't have fleas. Come on, Hiei. Let's go home.
(Kurama walks away with Hiei at his heels.)
Kurama: (singing) Riff Raff
Hiei: Street Rat
Kurama: I don't buy that.
Hiei: If only they'd look closer.
Kurama: Would they see two poor boys, no siree?
Hiei: They'd find out…
Kurama: There's so much more…
Both: To me.
(Hiei crawls into bed and falls asleep almost instantly. Kurama lingers and stares at the place through the window.)
Kurama: Someday, Hiei, things are going to change. We'll be rich, live in a palace, and never have any problems at all. (Falls asleep)
To Be Continued…