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abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz Yay! I know my alphabet!
Chappie-ter numero catorce- Thanksgiving- Encore and a whole lot more. (Yay! My
knowledge of Spanish numbers goes beyond that of English!)
Disclaimer- I know my name and address, my telephone number too. But I don't
know why I have to do this stupid disclaimer! *sigh...* I don't own Yu Yu
Hakusho... But I do own myself! That's an upgrade from last week!
"AUGH!!!!" Was the cry as a little cherry blossom ran throughout her
room (which wasn't all that big) and kept on screaming. "What is it?"
Kurama asked reasonably as he and Hiei stared at her through the opened door to
her room, afraid to go in. "I can't find my other freakin sock!" She
said, showing her right foot, which had a sock on it, althought her left one
did not. "Well, why don't you wear another one?" he asked again,
trying to see reason in her dilemma. "I guess I could wear this one,"
She said dejectedly, holding up another purple sock. "Why didn't you jsut
wear that one?" he asked. "Geez, Kurama, you're the best dressed out
of all of us and you mean you can't tell the difference between a wisteria sock
and Purple Mountain's Majesty?" Sakura said, putting the sock on, and the
shoe on top of that.
"Are you inclining that I dress poorly?" Hiei said, with a hand on
his katana. "No, I like your style. Black looks good on you," She
said, getting up and grabbing a cup of green tea from the microwave.
"Let's go check on the blockheads," She said, motioning for the
others to follow her.
(A/N- Kuwabaka had gotten ''his other self' to untie him, and got back in his
room at 11 at night)
Yusuke and Kuwabaka were playing a video game. "I'm kicking your butt!
Yusuke said, playing his game. "You suck, Urameshi!" Kuwabaka said,
but of course, Kuwabaka has to lose. Cuz I said so!
"Come on, guys," Sakura said happily. "The Thanksgiving parade's
about to start!" "Hey!" Yusuke protested. "I was about to
beat Evil_Overlord_Ryuu from China!" But Kuwabaka immediately stepped away
from the game. "...Did you say parade?" He asked. "No da! It's
Thanksgiving, an American Holoday!" She said, dragging Yusuke to the
elevators. Kuwabaka skipped happily (Whoa- that's a scary image) and Kurama and
Hiei followed, Hiei with a questioning look on his face.
"What's a parade?" he asked quietly. "A parade is when a group
of people... um... well... It's a stupid ningen gathering where they march
around on floats and stuff!" Sakura said, for lack of better words.
"Hn," Hiei replied, and stared at the wall for a while. "You
don't have to go if you don't want to," She said. "Then what would I
do?" he asked her. "You could have fun taking out some of New York's
more... wanted population," She said, swinging her lunchbox around
happily. Thankfully, she whacked a certain baka in the head, and though if that
were a normal lunchbox, nothing would've happened, but this was a void, and it
had many pounds of ... stuff in it.
***At the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade***
"This is so exiting!" Kuwabaka exclaimed happily, while jumping
around and dancing even more like an idiot than he actually was. "Stop it,
Kuwabaka, it's embarrassing," Yusuke said, ignoring him. Hiei was nowhere
to be seen. And Sakura was wishing she'd gone with him.
The first float made it's way towards them and Kuwabaka started jumping to get
above the crowd and was taking pictures at the same time. "What did he eat
for dinner?" Sakura asked Yusuke. "You're the authoress, I don't
know," he answered. "Darn," she said, and watched the float
trying to seem like she didn't know Kuwabaka, like Kurama was doing. Yusuke
sighed and started heading towards this really small coffee shop that was right
outside their hotel (where they were standing). "Where ya going?"
Sakura asked. "How about breakfast?" he asked.
So Sakura and Yusuke had breakfast, Kuwabaka ran out of exposures on his
camera, and Kurama studied all of the flowers used on the floats. He also accepted
a croissant that Sakura bought him.
***After the Parade***
"So, what are we going to do now?" Said the voice of a small but
powerful fire demon. "We're having lunch!" Sakura said. "Is that
all we're ever going to do in this fic?" Yusuke asked. "Naw, after
this we're going to the Empire State Building!" She replied cheerfully.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Kuwabaka said. "I just spent all my
camera exposures on the parade!" "I'll buy you another camera,
because Kurama is paying for lunch!" She replied again very
cheerfully. "What's with you?" Hiei asked.
"I just read my reviews for this fic and I don't have any flames!"
She said. Everyone sweatdroped/facefaulted/animefell. "Come on!"
Sakura said, leading the way back into the hotel. "But you said we were going
to eat," Kuwabaka said. "Of course we are, you lunkhead!" Sakura
replied. "Lunkhead?" Kurama said with a smile. "The restaurant's
inside the hotel," she explained more fully. "oh," was all
Kuwabaka's tiny brain could comprehend. So they all followed Sakura into the
hotel.
***At Encore (the restaurant)***
"Welcome to Encore!" An overly cheerful waitress greeted them.
"Encore is a buffet, so feel free to get started right away!" She
then left as cheerfully as she entered. "She's too cheerful," Hiei
said. "I don't like it." "HEY YOU!" Sakura stood up and
pointed towards her. "Me?" She asked cheerfully. "WIPE THAT
SMILE OFF YOUR FACE RIGHT NOW!" Sakura yelled, and then casually got up
and went over to the buffet line without a care in the world, although half the
restaurant was staring at her.
"Mmm... This food is actually pretty good," Sakura said as she
stuffed some steak down her throat. "Yeah, this shrimp is good, too!"
Kuwabaka said as he unpeeled another shrimp. "Don't even remind me,"
Sakura said. "Remind you of what?" He said, but was interrupted by
Yusuke. "You're making our food taste bad, shut up," Then Hiei got up
to go get another plate of food. And life was good. For the moment, anyway.
"So, um... before I get you your checks, would... you like any tea or
coffee?" Their waitress asked in a very scared manner, especially because
Sakura was staring at her. "Sure! I'll have a cup of mint tea,"
Sakura said. "I'll have some coffee, please," Kurama added. The
waitress then left hurriedly. "Hehehe... It's nice to have a waitresss
that'll remember you for a long time," Sakura said with satisfaction.
"Here's your tea!" The waitress said, walking over to them. She was
carrying a tray that had Kurama's coffee and Sakura's tea on it. Then, her foot
caught a rough spot in the carpet. Her tray went flying, and the tea and coffee
did as well. And they landed in the face of the person sitting in front of
them. Too bad that person happened to be Hiei.
"JAO ENSATSU...." "Stop, Hiei!" Sakura yelled, trying to
restrain the angry and mint tea smelling fire demon from blowing everything up.
"Give me one reason why I shouldn't!" HE growled, trying to summon
the dragon again. "I'll give you three," Sakura said.
"One- If you destroy that, you'll be destroying our hotel. Two- If
you destroy that, then 60-something floors will come crashing down on us.
Three- BECAUSE I FREAKIN SAID SO!!" Sakura's anger rivaled Hiei's and he
stopped out of suprise. "Why?-hn," Hiei was at loss for words.
"Hey, can you get us some more tea and coffee/" Sakura asked their
waitress. She then gave her napkin to Hiei to try to help him get a bit drier.
"Kurama, remember, you're paying!" Sakura spat. "I know,"
he replied. So our five heroes went off in search of a great big building.
A/N
So, I have finished yet another chappie-ter! Yay! And other stuff. Check
out my other YYH fanfics, plus my IY one and HxH one!
Well, Toodle-oo and Froot Loops
The great and powerful rabid fangirl Sakura Takanouchi ^_~