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Chappie-ter numero ocho- The Driving Test and Gardening Lessons, and Kuwabaka's Change of Heart.
Disclaimer: I Don't own YuYu Hakusho. Wow, that was my shortest disclaimer ever.....
A/N For no good reason
I just got back from Myrtle Beach after Hangin With my Band Homies. It wuz awesome. I bought a YuYu Hakusho poster, some manga, and.....STUFF! I'll bet you never would've guessed it. But this new time change is killin me, yo. It's like, almost five o clock-ish (PM) and I feel like it's 3:58 (PM). Oh, well. It matters not, I guess. Oh, and..... I FINISHED PLANETARY ESCORT VOL 2! YAY! It's 40-something pages, but I might add something extra to make it 50-something. Oh, well, on with the fic...
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"Whaaa!"Yusuke yelled out as he was taken completely by suprise. He fell flat on his face, but was immediately up before anyone knew what was happening. He peaced at the crowd and walked calmly off the stage. When he turned the corner, he stuck his tongue out just long enough so only his opponent could see. He then started walking home, but came upon a strange sight.
"Let me go you... freak of nature!" An old lady yelled from her position on a street lamp. She then spotted Yusuke and started yelling frantically at him. "Hey, you! Whoever you are! Come down here this instant and help me!" She kept on yelling and carrying on. Of course, this had to get Hiei's attention. He turned and was in front of Yusuke before you could even say 'banana pudding'. Go ahead, try it.
"You," Hiei said, and spat in a position near Yusuke's feet. Yusuke stepped back in disgust and whispered (so the lady didn't hear), "How much money did you get this time?""Hn," Hiei replied, and showed Yusuke half of the money he took, which was 38 dollars. Yusuke grinned and spoke with confidence this time. "Give me some of that or I'll tell every freakin person on the street," Yusuke said. Hiei forked over three dollars, and was away before you can say Banana Split. You can try saying that, too.
"Okay, boys and girls, now you put the plant IN the hole, no Jimmy, like this, see? And Sam, you don't eat the plant leaves....." Such was Kurama's day. He was busy teaching a crowd of kids how to garden. It may have been tedious, but it earned him extra money for their electric bill, which seemed to go higher every day. (All that TV watching). "Like this?" A little girl asked, as she got up to get a watering can to water her violets. She tripped while coming back and got water everywhere. "Let me do the water carrying," Kurama told them. He sighed, and looked at his watch. It was going to be a very long day.
"Okay, kids, and welcome to driving class," a blonde middle-aged woman told the 15 students that were enrolled in the car driving academy of Pine Street. Hiei happened to be number 7. He sighed. 'This is such a waste of my precious time,' he thought. 'Do I have to go through all of this just so I can drive my car?' There was another odd thing about his class. Their teacher looked very familiar. Too familiar. He realized it now. She was his last victim, that he had hung from the street lamp of an abandoned alley! He gasped, and all the students turned to look at him. He shrugged off their stares as the teacher launched into a discussion about cars and how they were going to drive one someday. Hiei looked at his watch (yes, Hiei does own a watch- How Kawaii!). It was going to be a very long day.
Kuwabaka sat on the porch step in agony. Today he felt even lower than 'that shrimp' Hiei made him feel every day. Yukina-chan hadn't written him in over a week! He thought she had totally forgotten him. Yusuke always got a letter from Keiko every week on Tuesday, but Yukina had promised to give him a letter! Before Kuwabaka knew it, he was crying while sitting on the porch. 'Maybe Yukina-chan forgot about me,' he thought through his tears.
'Maybe she just thinks I'm a stupid oaf like what Hiei tells me every day,' he kept thinking. (ooh, Kuwabaka thinking! This must be a very special fanfic for Kuwabaka) But little did he know, that Yukina HAD actually written to him every week, but Hiei had just intercepted the letters. He had ocasionally let one slide every now and then, but normally, he just let Kuwabaka suffer. It was more fun that way.
"YYYYYYYYYOOOOOOOO!" Hiei turned around, and he was very aware that the voice was directed towards him. "Wuz up, Hiei, my dawg, yo? I've got somethin to show you, man!" The ASOFL dude said exitedly. "What is it.....yo?" Hiei answered with uncertainty in his voice. (Hiei was using his imagination, which is not very good to do in most cases).
The ASOFl dude pulled something out of his bookbag. It was a piece of paper. "Like.....dude, I have here..... an invitation to my BIRTHDAY PARTY! And I even wrote it myself!" The ASOFL dude handed the paper to Hiei, all the while going on about how he had such mad skills and stuff. "Yo, you make it seem like I would waste my time doing this," Hiei muttered under his breath.
"You say somethin, bro?" The ASOFL dude asked. ".....Yeah! I asked, like, uh.....did you remember to get the egg for our class,yo?" Hiei answered. "Oh, yeah! It's right here!" He then proceeded to take out the egg from this little cell phone case on his bookbag. They then walked to their class, Hiei staying a little bit behind and acting like he didn't know the dude.
"Okaay, kids, that's all for now. Come back next week and we'll study different types of gardens and how to plant them!" Kurama was exhausted. Garden Secrets decided to hold a weeklong children's camp for extra money and they decided to put Kurama as the head teacher. It was extra money, but two dozen little kids could even make the calmest guy go temporarily insane. But he didn't show it.
"Yo, Kurama, how did you do it?" Kurama's co-worker asked him. "I lost 25 dollars betting that you would lose your cool at around lunchtime. It was awesome.....If I didn't lose my dinner money." He grumbled for a second, and then stopped himself. "Well, see you tomorrow!" he called as Kurama turned to leave for home.
He got home to find Hiei sitting at the kitchen table, eating a can of Pringles. "I have a question for you," Hiei said, lowering his voice while pulling something out of his bookbag. "Uh.....go ahead, Hiei," Kurama said. "Um..... What is this occasion known as a birthday party?" Hiei asked quietly. "Oh, Hiei, I's just a celebration of the day that you were born. Did someone invite you to their birthday party?" Kurama asked. "Hn. Hiei replied. "You know, if they did, you would have to get them a present," Kurama said. Hiei was already up the stairs and into his room.
"Okay everyone, welcome to your third driving class," the driving lady said to the class. "Today we're going to learn the basics of steering and stopping. Everyone go to a driving machine, and select the landscape 'city streets'. Then you can drive around for 15 minutes." The lady continued. Hiei went over to a driving machine and proceeded to start. He immediately bumped into a tree.
While he was backing up and driving again around the block, he had several things on his mind. He kept wondering why the heck anyone would waste time on a birthday party. He then had another flashback. And the authoress was kind enough to write it down for general enjoyment.
***Flashback***
"Happy Birthday, Kurama!" Six little kids jumped up and down in exitement at Kurama's seventh birthday party. But The seventh one, Hiei, just kept his distance. He had no idea what this foolish ningen holiday was, and to him it was an excuse to make a fool of yourself. No way he would partake.
***End Flashback***
"Darn cars..." Hiei grumbled to himself as he became the slowest driver ever in the history of the driving academy. He went around the neighborhood in 48 minutes and 59 seconds. He glared at everyone as they laughed. Let them laugh. For he could always get his revenge.
Kuwabara the baka was in his room, currently writing a poem. It helped him sort out his feeble thoughts. His poem was currently about Yukina, and how she had never wrote him. It went a little something like this: MY POEM TO YUKINA-CHAN by kazuma kuwabara
My darling Yukina-chan
I thought that you would plan
To write me every day
But it's not going that way
Is it not meant to be?
Could you please tell me
What I'm doing wrong.
He sat back to admire his handiwork, and suprisingly, started crying at the prospect of never seeing his beloved Yukina-chan again. Just then, Yusuke barged in, totally forgetting to knock or anything. "Oi, Kuwabaka, whatcha doin now?" Yusuke said as he ambled over to see what Kuwabaka was writing. Kuwabaka quickly rolled it up into a ball and tried to hide it, but Yusuke snatched it out of his hands and started to read it.
"My darling Yukina-chan? Is it not meant to be? What the heck and who the heck would write something this stupi- I mean *realization* Uh..... well, what do you know, time to get some pumpkin pie!" And then Yusuke left his room, to leave a very bewildered looking Kuwabaka, who hadn't quite comprehended what Yusuke had said.
A/N
Well, wasn't that nice? I have a notice, though. Yes, I have decided to skip Halloween, because If I posted Hiei-chan in a bunny suit or something equally degrading, this fic would be burned. That chappie-ter wasn't as funny as the other ones, but coming up next is... THANKSGIVING BREAK! Oooh yeah, fun times, I tell ya, fun times..... I'm going to make them go through...torture! Yeah.....uh.....torture! Ja ne!
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Chappie-ter numero ocho- The Driving Test and Gardening Lessons, and Kuwabaka's Change of Heart.
Disclaimer: I Don't own YuYu Hakusho. Wow, that was my shortest disclaimer ever.....
A/N For no good reason
I just got back from Myrtle Beach after Hangin With my Band Homies. It wuz awesome. I bought a YuYu Hakusho poster, some manga, and.....STUFF! I'll bet you never would've guessed it. But this new time change is killin me, yo. It's like, almost five o clock-ish (PM) and I feel like it's 3:58 (PM). Oh, well. It matters not, I guess. Oh, and..... I FINISHED PLANETARY ESCORT VOL 2! YAY! It's 40-something pages, but I might add something extra to make it 50-something. Oh, well, on with the fic...
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"Whaaa!"Yusuke yelled out as he was taken completely by suprise. He fell flat on his face, but was immediately up before anyone knew what was happening. He peaced at the crowd and walked calmly off the stage. When he turned the corner, he stuck his tongue out just long enough so only his opponent could see. He then started walking home, but came upon a strange sight.
"Let me go you... freak of nature!" An old lady yelled from her position on a street lamp. She then spotted Yusuke and started yelling frantically at him. "Hey, you! Whoever you are! Come down here this instant and help me!" She kept on yelling and carrying on. Of course, this had to get Hiei's attention. He turned and was in front of Yusuke before you could even say 'banana pudding'. Go ahead, try it.
"You," Hiei said, and spat in a position near Yusuke's feet. Yusuke stepped back in disgust and whispered (so the lady didn't hear), "How much money did you get this time?""Hn," Hiei replied, and showed Yusuke half of the money he took, which was 38 dollars. Yusuke grinned and spoke with confidence this time. "Give me some of that or I'll tell every freakin person on the street," Yusuke said. Hiei forked over three dollars, and was away before you can say Banana Split. You can try saying that, too.
"Okay, boys and girls, now you put the plant IN the hole, no Jimmy, like this, see? And Sam, you don't eat the plant leaves....." Such was Kurama's day. He was busy teaching a crowd of kids how to garden. It may have been tedious, but it earned him extra money for their electric bill, which seemed to go higher every day. (All that TV watching). "Like this?" A little girl asked, as she got up to get a watering can to water her violets. She tripped while coming back and got water everywhere. "Let me do the water carrying," Kurama told them. He sighed, and looked at his watch. It was going to be a very long day.
"Okay, kids, and welcome to driving class," a blonde middle-aged woman told the 15 students that were enrolled in the car driving academy of Pine Street. Hiei happened to be number 7. He sighed. 'This is such a waste of my precious time,' he thought. 'Do I have to go through all of this just so I can drive my car?' There was another odd thing about his class. Their teacher looked very familiar. Too familiar. He realized it now. She was his last victim, that he had hung from the street lamp of an abandoned alley! He gasped, and all the students turned to look at him. He shrugged off their stares as the teacher launched into a discussion about cars and how they were going to drive one someday. Hiei looked at his watch (yes, Hiei does own a watch- How Kawaii!). It was going to be a very long day.
Kuwabaka sat on the porch step in agony. Today he felt even lower than 'that shrimp' Hiei made him feel every day. Yukina-chan hadn't written him in over a week! He thought she had totally forgotten him. Yusuke always got a letter from Keiko every week on Tuesday, but Yukina had promised to give him a letter! Before Kuwabaka knew it, he was crying while sitting on the porch. 'Maybe Yukina-chan forgot about me,' he thought through his tears.
'Maybe she just thinks I'm a stupid oaf like what Hiei tells me every day,' he kept thinking. (ooh, Kuwabaka thinking! This must be a very special fanfic for Kuwabaka) But little did he know, that Yukina HAD actually written to him every week, but Hiei had just intercepted the letters. He had ocasionally let one slide every now and then, but normally, he just let Kuwabaka suffer. It was more fun that way.
"YYYYYYYYYOOOOOOOO!" Hiei turned around, and he was very aware that the voice was directed towards him. "Wuz up, Hiei, my dawg, yo? I've got somethin to show you, man!" The ASOFL dude said exitedly. "What is it.....yo?" Hiei answered with uncertainty in his voice. (Hiei was using his imagination, which is not very good to do in most cases).
The ASOFl dude pulled something out of his bookbag. It was a piece of paper. "Like.....dude, I have here..... an invitation to my BIRTHDAY PARTY! And I even wrote it myself!" The ASOFL dude handed the paper to Hiei, all the while going on about how he had such mad skills and stuff. "Yo, you make it seem like I would waste my time doing this," Hiei muttered under his breath.
"You say somethin, bro?" The ASOFL dude asked. ".....Yeah! I asked, like, uh.....did you remember to get the egg for our class,yo?" Hiei answered. "Oh, yeah! It's right here!" He then proceeded to take out the egg from this little cell phone case on his bookbag. They then walked to their class, Hiei staying a little bit behind and acting like he didn't know the dude.
"Okaay, kids, that's all for now. Come back next week and we'll study different types of gardens and how to plant them!" Kurama was exhausted. Garden Secrets decided to hold a weeklong children's camp for extra money and they decided to put Kurama as the head teacher. It was extra money, but two dozen little kids could even make the calmest guy go temporarily insane. But he didn't show it.
"Yo, Kurama, how did you do it?" Kurama's co-worker asked him. "I lost 25 dollars betting that you would lose your cool at around lunchtime. It was awesome.....If I didn't lose my dinner money." He grumbled for a second, and then stopped himself. "Well, see you tomorrow!" he called as Kurama turned to leave for home.
He got home to find Hiei sitting at the kitchen table, eating a can of Pringles. "I have a question for you," Hiei said, lowering his voice while pulling something out of his bookbag. "Uh.....go ahead, Hiei," Kurama said. "Um..... What is this occasion known as a birthday party?" Hiei asked quietly. "Oh, Hiei, I's just a celebration of the day that you were born. Did someone invite you to their birthday party?" Kurama asked. "Hn. Hiei replied. "You know, if they did, you would have to get them a present," Kurama said. Hiei was already up the stairs and into his room.
"Okay everyone, welcome to your third driving class," the driving lady said to the class. "Today we're going to learn the basics of steering and stopping. Everyone go to a driving machine, and select the landscape 'city streets'. Then you can drive around for 15 minutes." The lady continued. Hiei went over to a driving machine and proceeded to start. He immediately bumped into a tree.
While he was backing up and driving again around the block, he had several things on his mind. He kept wondering why the heck anyone would waste time on a birthday party. He then had another flashback. And the authoress was kind enough to write it down for general enjoyment.
***Flashback***
"Happy Birthday, Kurama!" Six little kids jumped up and down in exitement at Kurama's seventh birthday party. But The seventh one, Hiei, just kept his distance. He had no idea what this foolish ningen holiday was, and to him it was an excuse to make a fool of yourself. No way he would partake.
***End Flashback***
"Darn cars..." Hiei grumbled to himself as he became the slowest driver ever in the history of the driving academy. He went around the neighborhood in 48 minutes and 59 seconds. He glared at everyone as they laughed. Let them laugh. For he could always get his revenge.
Kuwabara the baka was in his room, currently writing a poem. It helped him sort out his feeble thoughts. His poem was currently about Yukina, and how she had never wrote him. It went a little something like this: MY POEM TO YUKINA-CHAN by kazuma kuwabara
My darling Yukina-chan
I thought that you would plan
To write me every day
But it's not going that way
Is it not meant to be?
Could you please tell me
What I'm doing wrong.
He sat back to admire his handiwork, and suprisingly, started crying at the prospect of never seeing his beloved Yukina-chan again. Just then, Yusuke barged in, totally forgetting to knock or anything. "Oi, Kuwabaka, whatcha doin now?" Yusuke said as he ambled over to see what Kuwabaka was writing. Kuwabaka quickly rolled it up into a ball and tried to hide it, but Yusuke snatched it out of his hands and started to read it.
"My darling Yukina-chan? Is it not meant to be? What the heck and who the heck would write something this stupi- I mean *realization* Uh..... well, what do you know, time to get some pumpkin pie!" And then Yusuke left his room, to leave a very bewildered looking Kuwabaka, who hadn't quite comprehended what Yusuke had said.
A/N
Well, wasn't that nice? I have a notice, though. Yes, I have decided to skip Halloween, because If I posted Hiei-chan in a bunny suit or something equally degrading, this fic would be burned. That chappie-ter wasn't as funny as the other ones, but coming up next is... THANKSGIVING BREAK! Oooh yeah, fun times, I tell ya, fun times..... I'm going to make them go through...torture! Yeah.....uh.....torture! Ja ne!
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