Disclaimer: I'm listening to music. And if you already knew that then… AH STALKER!
:Leiko glares warily out her window:
Leiko: Damn stalkers…
Kashaku: You have stalkers?
Leiko: No.
Kin: Then why are you glaring out your window?
Leiko: Because I can.
Mizuna: And you said 'damn stalkers…' because…?
:Leiko shrugs:
Leiko: Because it's fun to say.
Lawyers: And you said that you don't own Yu Yu Hakusho because?
Leiko: Because I don't. Hey wait a minute!
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Kin's golden eyes glared into Youko's daring him to finish the motion he had started… And sadly enough for him, he did. His soft lips brushed against her cheek lightly before he dodged the fist aimed at his head. Then, with a mischievous grin he disappeared into the crowd heading to his next class.
The golden haired girl continued glaring at him until the last flash of silver was gone, only then did she allow a slight smile to play on her lips. Turning around the small smile turned into a full-blown sappy I'm-in-love-so-the-rest-of-you-can-all-go-to-hell look.
And then it fell easily into the death glare she had come to be known by. "Can I help you?" Her voice was cold and menacing, meant to scare away the bravest of foes… or in this case, a group of preppy looking girls who all had "We Love Youko" shirts on.
"Yeah! You'd better stay away from Youko-sama or else!" Kin's golden eyes glared down into the leader's green eyes.
"Make me." Her voice was calm, but more of the deadly calm before some psychotic killer shoots you kind of calm then an actually serene kind of calm.
None of the fan girls so much as flinched at her tone. "Fine, we will! Just you wait! We WILL have our Youko back! He's much to good for a tomboy lowlife like you anyway!"
Kin cracked her knuckles. That's it, they were dead! … Well, they would have been if the bell hadn't rung signaling that they were all late for class. Not that Kin really minded, but the bell made her glance up which gave the rabid girls a chance to disappear in hopes of creeping their enemy out. It didn't work. "Great, now where did those bimbos go?"
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"Mari Sekimoto?" The girl's head turned upward at the sound of her name.
"Yeah?" Her voice was questioning, but not overly interested, that is until she saw who was talking to her. Her dark almond shaped eyes found themselves staring into pools of sapphire blue.
Before Mizuna could open her mouth, Mari responded. "Don't bother, I already know your name, and about the tournament so just go straight to the point."
The water demoness cocked an eyebrow at the girl's straightforward manner, but otherwise she remained indifferent to the display. "Alright. I want you to be an announcer at the tournament. Due to your… special abilities, I am confident that you can handle anyone who doesn't like the way you call."
Mari nodded before shrugging with a smile. "Sure. Why not, I'm in."
Mizuna offered her a pleased/semi-nonexistent smile in return. "Just to satisfy my own curiosity, what are you reading?"
The dark haired girl left her smile in place before flipping the book so that the girl next to her could read it.
"Ah yes, a history of the cultural revolution of Moue. Good book, the writer's one of my favorites."
"Oh, you've read it?"
"A few years ago. If you like that you should try some of his other works, he'd not the best writer, but he picks interesting topics, and his views are in depth and amazingly accurate." Mari nodded and smiled at Mizuna before her view shifted to something in the distance and she regained a bored look.
"What?" Mizuna cocked an eyebrow, not bothering to turn around to see who, or what the other girl was looking at.
"Hiei's walking over here…"
Mizuna frowned ever so slightly. "Is there something wrong with that?" To anyone, her voice remained as aloof as always, but there was a slightly challenging glint in her eye.
"Of course there is, while I have nothing against Hiei personally, he's one of the few males I can tolerate, he just has fans… annoying, high-pitched fans that flock about and threaten any girl he comes in contact with…"
"Ah. Previous experience I assume?"
"Yup… we were partners on some project or other… I ended up having to hide in a tree just to get away from those harpies…"
"Hey." Hiei's soft, yet masculine voice drifted over to them as he announced his arrival.
"Hey Hiei…" Mari's voice was resigned as she contemplated whether or not he had already been seen talking to her, and whether she could sneak away before that happened.
"The bell's about to ring, Mari, meet us for lunch… actually just meet us here and we'll decide where to go together." Having decided that, Mizuna turned heel and began to walk away, Hiei following behind as a silent shadow.
When they were out of earshot, he shot a glance at her. "Baby?"
Mizuna smirked evilly. "Shut off, with fond memories of all of our many hours of parenthood embedded in its hardware."
"Good. How mad do you figure they'll be?"
"How much do you figure we really care?"
Hiei smirked. "I'm guessing somewhere between zero and none."
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Kashaku twirled her hair idly while staring out the window, completely ignoring the increasingly frustrated teacher that was trying to talk to her.
'I wonder what Rando-chan is doing…'
Blinking her shimmering yellow eyes, the outside world came into focus, and with it came someone that made her heart beat go into overtime. She smiled brightly, still ignoring her teacher, but then her face settled into an evil glare. The teacher took one look at her face and immediately ran out of the classroom muttering something about going to the teachers lounge.
Slowly Kashaku rose from her desk and with one last look at the window, stormed out, leaving behind a classroom full of people going in and out of shock.
Her aura swirled darkly around her form, catching the attention and instant fear of many people scattered throughout the hall. Without doing anything consciously, her aura lashed out and slammed open doors as well as knocking people painfully out of her way.
The huge, heavy double doors to the school stood before the enraged teen. Bringing her hands up, the usually cheery redhead placed them lightly on the door before shoving them open causing them to bang loudly as they slammed into the school walls.
The couple in the schoolyard turned instantly, caught completely off guard by the threatening sound. But instead of finding someone even remotely threatening, they saw a smiling, seemingly happy girl with long blood red hair and glowing yellow eyes.
She walked over to them casually, which, had they known her better would have been a clue to her mood. Kashaku wrapped both of her arms around Rando's waist possessively and laid her head down on his shoulder before smiling pointedly at the woman standing, in her opinion, way to close to her boyfriend.
"Who the hell are you!" Kashaku's yellow eyes narrowed at the yelling woman. Before they closed completely as she smiled an overly happy grin.
"I'm Rando's girlfriend, and you're relation to him is…?" Her voice was sweet and light, but Rando, to his credit, caught the note of steel fury in it.
"YOU'RE NOT HIS GIRLFRIEND I AM!" The blond girl looked indignant (like she knows what that means! LOSER!) and her green eyes flashed in annoyance.
"No sweetie, you're obviously confused. I'm his girlfriend, and he's my boyfriend. That's the way the world works, and you just need to let go and move on." Kashaku had stepped away from Rando for the moment, and was patting the girl's shoulders with a sympathetic look on her face like she would have used had a freshmen had the misfortune of insulting Kin.
"NO HE'S NOT! RANDO TELL HER!" The girl demanded, glaring at her so-delusionally-called boyfriend.
Rando shook his head slightly and gave her a weird look before stepping back and slinging an arm around Kashaku's shoulders. "See, you just have to accept it. But if there are any 'stalker' notions in your head, you should get rid of them because I'm the only one allowed to stalk him."
"HA! You admit that it's stalking!"
"Whatever are you talking about boyfriend-dear?" Kashaku smiled at him innocently, as if she had no idea what he was talking about.
The tall red-haired man glared at her before rolling his eyes and flashing her a smile. "You're so irritating." Leaning down, he kissed her lightly on the cheek, both of them completely ignoring the blond woman.
"What're you doing here anyway, boyfriend-chan?" Kashaku smiled cutely at him, knowing perfectly well that her saying 'boyfriend' continually was pissing the older woman off. Apparently the woman was ignored, but not forgotten.
From out of nowhere, Rando pulled out a bouquet of blood red roses and handed them to his kawaii(cute) girlfriend. "I was hoping you would feel like ditching school." He gave her a sexy smirk, to which she responded with a cute smile of her own.
"Of course! I think I just sent our principal to a mental institution anyway." Kashaku grinned slightly as men dressed all in white ran past her and into the school. She shrugged slightly at his raised eyebrow before smiling innocently and blinking her suddenly childlike eyes. "I thought I was ordering a pizza… really I did." They exchanged a look before they both began laughing… Well, Kashaku laughed lightly, Rando just kind of chuckled deeming that 'laughing' was not manly/demonly.
"So where are we going boyfriend-chan?" She had obviously decided upon his new nickname, it just kinda fit… since Rando-chan didn't quite flow.
"Some fancy ass French restaurant." The tall male shrugged slightly, an annoyed look passing his features.
"Not worth your time to bother with the name?"
"Never is." Kashaku smiled brightly at him and nodded her head in understanding.
"Should I change?" Her yellow gaze swept down her rather… laidback attire, and then thought of herself in a fancy restaurant next to her business suit wearing boyfriend, and then just add some snobby morons… yeah, that could work actually… She grinned slightly. "On second thought, this'll work."
Rando smirked at her, silently agreeing with her effort to give snooty old bags a heart attack. Slipping his arm around her waist, he led her to his super nice car, brushing past the blond woman without a glance.
-:-Fancy pants French restaurant-:-
The restaurant was known for only allowing the most exclusive clientele to enter. Its décor was a light cream with gold trim and many immaculately assorted plants. It's lights cast a golden glow across the room, and it's large crystal chandelier glittered with a light of it's own.
The occupants were all old people, or ugly looking adults who seemed to have a permanent sneer plastered onto their faces. Each of the faces turned, ready to either scorn, or kiss up to the new person or people (I HATE IT WHEN YOU SAY PERSONS! Just a personal issue of mine, its not grammatically incorrect or anything.).
First Rando stepped in, looking as if he belonged, yet was better than the others. He had a bored façade on, as well as a dark gray Armani suit and a black silk tie. Hungrily, the other occupants connected him as the CEO of Keir, the largest most successful company in the world. (I mean seriously, Rando's richer then Bill Gates, in fact, Gates is to him, like…. Uh… a third world hobo is to us. Yeah, that's it! THE PERFECT ANOLOGY:Evil laughter: Okay, u know, not really, but I said third world hobo, what could be better? Alrighty, now I'm done.)
And then came the 'outsider'… First the people only saw the silhouette of a female form because of the sunlight from behind creating a glare, and then she stepped inside, and the door closed behind her. All of the patron's mouths dropped open, and they all lost their dumb look of superiority in favor of the more fitting façade of just looking dumb.
Kashaku smiled, though it was not her usual innocent smile, it was still sweet, and yet somehow incredibly mature. Brushing her hair over her shoulder she tilted her head to face Rando and linked arms with him, all in one fluid movement. He raised an eyebrow at her unusual behavior, but she just gave him a knowing wink.
Walking up to the panicking maître d', Rando smirked evilly at the trembling man, knowing he was only making it harder on him.
"I'd like a table for two." His voice was commanding and cold, and he purposefully left out the 'please' that usually goes at the end.
"I-I I'm s-s-s-sorry sir, b-but, h-her clo-clothing is, it's not… quite… up to standards?" The poor man looked as if he was about to wet himself, and Kashaku, knowing her boyfriend had sharp senses, swooped in and rescued them all from having to deal with the stench.
"Not up to standards? Well excuse me for doing my job; is it my fault that my boyfriend wanted to take me to eat immediately, giving me no time to change from my modeling clothes? And as for your 'standards' this outfit is on the cover of Vogue, and if you have a problem with this outfit, then you should take it up with the fashion designers that set the trends for the entire world, I'm sure they'd just love a fashion impaired moron's opinion, really." Everything about Kashaku at that moment spoke, offended-super-model-on-a-rampage-run-or-have-your-clothing-insulted. Giving the man one last glare, she turned to her boyfriend.
"I can tell when I'm not wanted, apparently they're doing so well that they do not have need of our patronage… ever." And with that, the maître d's resolve died a horribly messy death, and he bowed his head with hasty apologies as he led them to the best table there, the wine of their choice being free of course.
After the waiter had left to bring them their wine and give them time to decide on their food, Rando turned to Kashaku with a raised eyebrow. "What the hell was that?"
The bouncy redhead smiled brightly, her usual innocence back in place. "What the hell was what boyfriend-chan?"
"Kashaku…" He allowed his voice to trail off threateningly while she pouted across the table from him.
"Well, I was thinking and since I am wearing something that is usually for a teenager, which I am, and yet, kinda not, I didn't want everyone to think you were a pedophile or something." She smiled at him brightly before taking a sip of her water with a lime wedge.
Rando's eyes practically popped out of his head, and his mouth hung open, but had Kashaku not been staring at him praying for such a reaction, she would have missed it because in the next millisecond it was gone and replaced by a more dignified, bloodthirsty demon worthy look.
"Good point…" He conceded, deciding that the other costumers were worth a glance, at least while his date had that smug smile on her face.
"I thought so." And then the waiter bustled back, almost spilling the fine vintage champagne on Rando; keyword there between his living or dying is 'almost'.
The second he turned, Kashaku's 'model' mask was in position. "Rando, go ahead and order for me? I haven't had the chance to come her yet."
The waiter snorted, obviously thinking that she was to poor to dine there. Sadly, Kashaku noticed and decided that once again she would have to intervene. "Of course Mizu-chan said that the food wasn't all that bad, though really you can get better if you go to this little Italian restaurant that's by UT. It's simply delicious! We'll have to fly there sometime." She gave him a sweet smile, which he accepted with a slight smirk. (A/N: It's Bertonelli's… or something… it's right by the UT language arts building, down the street from this pizza place, trust me, the food is AMAZING!)
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Mizuna brushed her long hair over her shoulder and walked up behind her prospective new friend. "Mari, we're going to Chez Pierre, moronic name, respectable food."
"Isn't that the super exclusive restaurant that you have to be a billionaire just to stand outside of it…?" Her voice was bland to start off with before becoming vaguely curios with a hint of sarcasm, "Or something, those idiots that named it 'Chez Pierre' couldn't they think of something more… I don't know, not stupid?"
Mizuna gave her a dry look. "Apparently not… sad really. We'll have to take the matter up with Hiei."
"Why Hiei?" Once again Mari's voice had gone bland, as she resumed brushing her medium length black hair, occasionally stopping at a tangle, or to admire one of her bright red streaks.
"He owns it, his dad gave it to him because… I actually don't know. Probably couldn't think of anything else to get him." Mizuna shrugged slightly, her tone telling the other girl that she didn't actually care.
Mari gave the pale girl an evil grin. "Is the ever stoic Mizuna gossiping?"
The girl in question raised an eyebrow and gave the taller girl a bland look. "Hardly, I do not gossip, and neither, does it seem, do you."
The tan girl smiled vaguely before it suddenly twisted into a look of pure venom as she spotted something in the distance. "Are we leaving soon? I get the feeling that we're about to be 'intimidated' or whatever it is that those psychotic loons count as such."
"Rabid fan girls?"
"Yup…"
"Damn… I guess we can go now, I'll just call Hiei and tell him we're leaving." Mari nodded at the suggestion and waved slightly before making her way over to a small black jaguar convertible.
Mizuna gave a slight wave in return, cell phone in hand and the speed dial pressed. Nonchalantly glancing both ways along the road, she crossed the parking lot, listening to her silver flip phone play random pieces of classical music as she had programmed it to do instead of ringing.
Walking briskly across the parking lot, she waited for Hiei to pick up so she could see whether she should wait and hitch a ride with him, or whether she should simply drive there by herself.
Hearing the sound of a phone being picked up, she began talking, knowing Hiei probably wouldn't want to waist time with the formalities. "Chez Pierre, should I just leave or wait for you?"
"I'll be at my car in five minutes." Then there was a click, signaling that he had hung up, not that it bothered Mizuna because she had closed her phone the instant the words had left his mouth.
Pausing at her own car, she ran a hand lazily up it's sleek black body as she made her way to the driver's side. Opening the door, she leaned in and flicked a switch before stepping back and watching with satisfaction as a coat of water slithered over the car covering it completely before disappearing, leaving the occasional glimmer of warning to any carjackers… if they tried ANYTHING with her baby, they were, for lack of a more specific term, screwed.
Smiling briefly at her own, rather violent, car lock, she turned on her heel and walked down the line of cars, across the deserted soccer field and into the eastern parking lot where she knew Hiei had parked his car.
Ignoring the sound of motorcycle engines being revved, she continued to make her way across the grassy plain, assuming that the sounds were coming from one parking lot or another. Sadly, her hopes were dashed when a rather large group of motorcycles, and their riders of course, swooped in front of her, cutting her off before they completely surrounded her.
Blinking once in mild surprise, the small girl raised an eyebrow, silently asking them what the hell they were doing in her way. After a second of silence, during which the 'head' biker or whatever, was pulling his helmet off, she decided that she really didn't care.
Choosing not to step foreword, seeing as how it would bring her closer to the idiots blocking her way, she gave those in front of her a disdainful look of pure annoyance. "Is there a reason you're in my way, or do you just randomly ride through soccer fields and make a complete circle?"
The leader had finished taking off his helmet and was now giving her a sickening (to her) smirk. "Feisty aren't we?"
Mizuna gave him a dry look and resisted the urge to roll her eyes, barely, but she managed it. "Not interested."
The blond boy's smirk turned into a malevolent grin. "Well that's just to bad for you, 'cause I am. And what I want, I get."
Sighing in annoyance, the water demoness gave in and rolled her eyes before settling a deadpan stare on the cause of her aggravation. "How do you figure?"
"I run this city." His voice was more or less calm, but rather prideful. His brown eyes were fixated on her every move and it was starting to get on her nerves.
"Really?" Thinking it over for a second, she decided once again to play the boyfriend card. "Because I'm fairly certain that my boyfriend and his friends 'run' this city."
The blond boy shook his head with a laugh before settling a glare on her. "Well then you've been lied to, because I run this city."
"Since when?" Hiei's cold voice floated across the group, and everyone froze in terror, except Mizuna who just smirked in his direction.
Hiei's face remained coldly passive as he walked up to stand beside his 'girlfriend'. Narrowing his ruby red eyes, he glared angrily at the cowering group of boys. Slipping an arm around Mizuna's waist, he led her past the annoying bikers, and over to his black Porsche.
"Who were they?"
Hiei shrugged slightly in an uncaring manner. "Some street gang or other… I think they're under Yusuke's command or something. I don't know."
"Don't know or don't care?"
"Both."
Nodding in acceptance, Mizuna slid into the passenger seat while Hiei got into the driver's side and they were off, breaking every speed law known to man, and still not hitting anything.
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Kin sat quietly in her class, glaring off into space and muttering about having to kill a bunch of girls. This was her first class of the day, and all of her friends were in there with her, including her boyfriend.
Earlier Youko walked her to their class, but then he had to go do some kendo captain stuff, but then he came back for class, after the bell of course just to piss the teachers off. Now he was sitting contentedly in his seat, a happy smirk in place as he thought of kissing his girlfriend on the cheek, and still being alive afterwards. He was also quite thrilled to note that someone had pissed Kin off after he had left so she wasn't after his blood at the moment.
Stretching his arms above his head, he leaned back in his chair, still ignoring the teacher. After a few minutes of contentment, he decided that perhaps it would be in everyone's best interests if he snapped his gorgeous girlfriend out of whatever psychotic killing spree mood she was in.
Leaning over out of his chair, he kissed his girlfriend on the cheek for the second time that day, and smirked arrogantly when she froze, and allowed a small smile to cross her features. Then she snapped out of it, her evil and sappy moods canceling each other out leaving her with… what one could assume passed for her 'normal' behavior.
The bell rang shortly there after, and Youko kissed her on the cheek again before walking away quickly, so that when she came out of her little happy moment she wouldn't kill him.
Kin glared angrily in the direction he had left, consequently scaring the shit outta a small group of freshmen that had the misfortune of being in her way. "Stupid boy…" She muttered, more than mildly annoyed that he had her acting like some stupid lovesick schoolgirl.
Her next class was uneventful, but her third hour class was just a bit on the creepy side. There she was, staring off into space, when suddenly the teacher got this frightened look on her face and ran out of the room, muttering something about going to the teachers lounge. Kin, wanting to know what the hell was going on, turned around in her seat, only to find a very angry Kashaku storming past her and out of the room.
Raising an eyebrow, the blond got out of her seat and walked over to the window to see what had gotten her sister so riled up. There was Rando, and then there was some random blond chick clinging to him. Nothing for her to be worried about, Kin supposed, judging from the way her sister's new boyfriend looked like he was going to commit suicide if the girl kept touching him… but then, suicide might be a small kink in their relationship.
Walking back over to her own desk, she pulled out a game boy and began playing some random, gory game that she couldn't remember the name of.
Twenty minutes and over a hundred now-headless opponents later, the bell rang signaling it was time for lunch. Standing up, she walked out the door, her eyes fixed on the game screen. She didn't even bat an eyelash when she felt an arm slip around her shoulder; instead she opened her mouth to ask where they were having lunch… But that was when she caught his reflection on her game screen, and he sure as hell wasn't her boyfriend. Playing her game one-handed, she brought up her other hand to where his rested on her shoulder, then she grabbed it in a tight grip and swung it down with so much force that the boy was flipped onto his back. Then she brought her other hand back to the game and continued playing and walking as if that little episode had never even happened.
Suddenly Youko materialized out of nowhere and kissed her on the cheek. "We're going to Chez Pierre for lunch."
Kin pressed the pause button before turning to stare at him. "Chez Pierre…?"
He shrugged slightly, a frown taking over his features. "Yeah… we REALLY gotta talk to Hiei about that name…"
She nodded in agreement before turning back to her game. "Seriously." She muttered as she began to decapitate her opponents.
Without further incident the ethereal couple made it through the parking lot, into Youko's car, and through an outrageous amount of traffic in very little time thanks to what the silver Kitsune, though no one else, would call driving.
Thankfully Kin had grown accustomed to her boyfriends 'driving' and was not bothered in the slightest when he began doing crazy stunts that would have made most people never want to go near a car again. When they reached the restaurant, Youko pulled into the parking lot at a mild 87 miles per hour before stopping on a dime, right in front of a very pale valet that looked as if his whole life had just passed before his eyes, and it probably had… hope it wasn't too boring for him.6737787 $100
Stepping out of the car, the tall Kitsune tossed the twitching boy his keys and told him, and I quote, "No crazy driving. If you steal my car, I'm going to wreck all of the other cars in this lot, except for the one I steal as a replacement." Then he gave the boy a feral smile before leading his videogame-playing girlfriend into the restaurant.
"No crazy driving?" She questioned incredulously, her eyes never leaving the game she held in her hands.
Youko smirked slightly and tightened his hold around her waist. "He wouldn't be able to pull it off like I do." He said arrogantly, and yet, it was the truth, very few people could get away with his kind of driving without totaling the cars, and inflicting very painful wounds unto themselves and others.
Stepping into the restaurant, Kin saved the game and turned it off, directing her attention to the host that was looking at them like he was about to wet himself. Raising an eyebrow at him, she glanced at her boyfriend just to make sure he didn't randomly have a very large weapon he was threatening the poor man with. Nope, he seemed to be just as in the dark as she was, though he certainly looked more amused about this situation… Wait a second; the man was staring at Youko!
Turning her head and glaring at her boyfriend, she poked him in the arm and raised an eyebrow silently asking what the hell he had done to the poor man to beget such a response.
"I honestly have no idea…" The tall Kitsune said with a disinterested shrug. Walking over to the cowering man, he noticed Kashaku and Rando sitting a few yards away, still waiting for their food. "We'll be sitting with them." Youko said simply, pointing to the redheaded couple.
"I'm s-sorry s-sir, b-but y-you c-ca-cannot eat here dressed in such attire!" At first he was stuttering horribly, but then he crammed the rest of his sentence together making it come out as more of a squeak than the stutter of before. What was with these casually dressed people insisting on eating at the five-star restaurant without a reservation even!
Just then, another couple walked in, followed by a silent girl who was taking in her new surroundings with pointed disinterest. All were in casual clothing.
Hiei noticed the annoyed glares he and his companions were getting from the other, formally dressed customers, and had to suppress the sudden urge to roll his eyes. Strolling confidently over to the host, he glared evilly at the man, fully intending to make the fool even more uncomfortable then he already was.
Seeing Rando and Kashaku out of the corner of his eye, Hiei turned away from the cowering man, deeming his presence unnecessary. He began walking away from the entrance, motioning for the others to follow him, but then two very large, supposedly 'intimidating' men stepped into his path. Rolling his eyes, he gave the two men an annoyed look and awaited their reason for being in his way.
"Sir, we're going to have to ask you and your party to leave."
"Why…?" Hiei asked in a bored tone, not even finding the strength within himself to be annoyed anymore.
"Because what you're wearing is against our restaurants dress code." The host answered snootily, feeling more in control now that he was being backed up.
"There is no dress code for this restaurant." Mizuna pointed out, stepping up to be next to Hiei. "Don't bother protesting," She continued as she saw their mouths open to protest, "Call the owner if you don't believe me."
The maître d' glanced anxiously at the other customers who were watching this little fiasco. "Fine, but once I do so will you leave without a fuss?" He inquired, turning his attention back to their little group.
"Of course." The water demoness answered calmly, trying to keep an evil smirk from forming on her face.
Primly the over-paid waiter walked back over to his little podium and pulled a sleek black cell phone from its depths. Giving them a snooty look, he pressed number one on the speed dial and held it up to his ear while waiting for their elusive owner to pick up.
A light ringing sound filled the air as Hiei slowly lifted his own cell phone from his pocket. Bringing it up to his ear with a superiorly challenging look at the host, he answered. "Hello?"
The man went deathly pale as he checked the number, just to be sure he had it correct. Instantly he rushed over to them, bowing and blubbering apologies. It was really quite pathetic. But he was lucky, Hiei honestly didn't care enough to fire the man, he was doing his job, though he really should check to see who exactly, he was about to throw out of the restaurant. And, as such, the fire koorime voiced his opinion before walking over to a large table in the middle of the room and sitting down, nodding his head to Rando to show that should he choose he was welcome to move tables and sit with them.
Mizuna followed and sat down next to him, and soon the others joined them as well, including Rando and Kashaku who had decided to switch tables.
When they were all seated, waiters rushed over, intent on impressing the boss and keeping their jobs. After orders were taken, the waiters rushed off again and the table was left to talk about things.
"First order of business." Mizuna said calmly, her voice slicing through all the comments people were about to make. "Hiei," Here she turned to face him, an odd look on her face. "Why the hell is this place called 'Chez Pierre'?"
His ruby red eyes stared deeply into her own before he turned away with an uncaring shrug. "Don't look at me, I didn't name this place."
From across the table Mareska twitched and hit her head with her book. "AGH! FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS ROUND, HOLY AND BEING BREAKFAST BY-PRODUCTS SOMEONE EXPLAIN THE REASON BEHIND THE NAME!" Then she blinked and smiled sweetly as everyone in the restaurant stared at her. "What?"
Kashaku, ignoring the snooty morons that were glaring at them, nodded her head in agreement. "I know! It's driving me up the freaking wall!"
Kin also nodded and turned to glare at the black haired boy that was studiously ignoring everyone in favor of calling someone on his cell phone. After dialing the number, he set the phone down in the middle of the table. "Ask her."
"Hello?" A melodious female voice came from the phone as everyone looked between it and Hiei with apprehension.
Rolling his eyes in annoyance he expanded on his explanation seeing as they all suffered from short-term memory loss. "She named the restaurant." He said coldly.
Brushing a stray lock of hair back over her shoulder, Mizuna turned her attention to her pretend boyfriend. "She?" Her voice was neutral, but for some reason she couldn't help but feel irritated, the reason for her anger escaping her.
Hiei's eyes narrowed as he looked contemptuously at his phone. "My… mother." He practically spat the word out as if it was so dirty he had to get it out of his mouth.
"Your mother…? I thought she was dead…" Youko mused, his arm tightening around his girlfriend as he felt her begin to lunge at something, or more likely, someone.
"She is dead… just not quite as permanently as I would like." He responded dryly, his cold gaze never drifting from the phone where his mother's voice could still be heard.
:Meanwhile, at the same table, just with different participants, an equally interesting conversation was being held over the name of the illustrious restaurant:
"Hello?" The woman's voice came again, though this time there was a mildly annoyed undertone to it.
"Good afternoon. My name is Rando Keir-" The red-haired demon began, only to be cut off by the most sickeningly sweet voice possible.
"Rando Keir? Owner of Keir Industries?"
Rolling his eyes in annoyance the tall CEO could only pray that he wasn't about to be hit on by some random halfwit that was obviously after his money. "Yes, I am merely calling to ask you a question. I am at Chez Pierre with my girlfriend, and she wishes to know the reason behind the name."
Seemingly not put off by the 'girlfriend' comment, the woman continued to talk in her sugary sweet voice, annoying the hell out of everyone who was focusing on this conversation. "Oh, well you see I went to Paris for my vacation, you know being a leading supermodel is quite stressful. And I simply loved the French cuisine, so when my ex-husband called me, something about a birthday present for my son or something, I chose 'Chez Pierre' because it's just so… foreign! Don't you think?"
"No, that's a stupid reason to match a stupid name!" Kin yelled angrily, that woman's voice was creeping her out, plus it really was quite idiotic.
"What would you know you stupid uncultured whore!" Twitching, the tall blond Kitsune lunged for the phone, intending to destroy it, because that was as close as she could get to killing the woman on the other line. Luckily for Hiei's phone, her boyfriend was paying enough attention to halt her anger-induced attack.
Turning his golden gaze to the object of her hatred, he raised an eyebrow as he heard an annoying voice continue to defend the stupid-ass restaurant name while occasionally throwing in random insults about his girlfriend. Reaching across the table, he pressed the 'End' button, effectively cutting the sickening woman off before tossing the phone to his moody friend.
"Now that we have that 'mystery' cleared up, I feel that our next order of business should be to rename this place, because it's a stupid candy-ass name, and I hate that woman's guts." Kin stated firmly, though what hating that woman had to do with anything was beyond them, everyone simply nodded their heads in agreement. It really was a stupid name.
"What do you think of Sang Bleu?" Mareska offered after a few moments of silence.
"Blue blood, hm?" Rando nodded slightly in agreement. Answers ranging from "Perfect!" to "Acceptable." were given, and so the name was to be changed.
"Alright, now that that's settled…" Mizuna paused and pulled a few papers out of her pocket before handing them over to Mari. "There's the information about the tournament, however you're going to need a partner, though I don't have anyone in mind I can find someone if you have no suggestions."
Mari shook her head slightly while her dark eyes scanned the creamy white pages. "My boyfriend will help…" She said quietly, her thoughts focused on the details of the tournament.
"That's fine." Mizuna replied with an affirmative nod. Then, their food came, they ate, drank and made merry, for tomorrow they could all die. But they didn't because they kicked that mugger's ass. Quite funny really, but that's a story for another time.
(A/N: Hehe, jk, and onward!)
After their scrumptious lunch, Kashaku stood up with a sweet smile on her face, and a firm grip on her boyfriend's hand. "HIEI'S PAYING!" She shouted loudly before she began running out of the restaurant, dragging Rando along behind her with a slightly confused look on his face. They were closely followed by the Kitsune demons, and even Mari disappeared from the table in the commotion.
Rolling his ruby red eyes, Hiei shook his head at their stupidity. Flipping open his wallet he threw some bills on the table and stood up to leave, offering his hand to Mizuna because she didn't seem inclined to get up and he was ready to leave.
She took it and he pulled her out of the chair before nodding to the maître d'. Then they left the restaurant and headed back to school with very few incidents in between. And by incidents I mean they were almost killed by some crazy maniac driver, but Hiei melted the pavement the other car was driving on so that it couldn't move anymore. Stupid drunken bastards…
Sadly, the couple reached the school seconds too late as the bell rang. Usually it was beneath them, but this WAS their favorite class… psychology to be exact. The teacher was an older man named Mr. Wu who was really quite amusing. Everything he taught, he and an interesting story to accompany it, he kept his class entertained to the very end, and everyone, even if they wouldn't admit it, was sad to leave his class at the end of the day. But back on track, with a quick nod to each other, they took off at breakneck speeds, but to a normal person, or even an abnormally fast demon, they were there one instant, and gone the next, not even a breeze was left in their wake.
They reappeared just inside the classroom as the bell's final rings faded away. They each nodded politely at their teacher before sitting down in their front row seats. A few classes later, school was released for the day.
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Just so we're clear, Yusuke and Danielle skipped school and were at the arcade all day. :zooms in on arcade, and just as we're about to enter…: "TAKE THAT YOU STUPID OVERGROWN LIZARD! THAT'LL TEACH YOU NOT TO TRY TO TAKE OVER THE EARTH WHEN WE HAVE FUTURISTIC LASER GUNS! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Us: Um… maybe we'll just… come back… later…
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Leiko: Huzzah! I finished… SORRY ABOUT THE LONG WAIT! Also, this chapter is dedicated to Kin-chan! 'Cause she's one of my bestest friends, and she just got back from Violin camp.
CrimsonSash: Aw! Thank you! NOW UPDATE AGAIN!
:CrimsonSash cracks whip:
Leiko: EEP!
:Mizuna rolls eyes and hands reviews to Leiko while distracting the other authoress with chocolate ice-cream:
Leiko: And here are the answers to your reviews!
Ebbster: Ack! We know, we're sorry:hugs: I'll try to update sooner next time, but inspiration kinda escapes me… But I'm working on it!
Baka Onna Hanyou: Once again, sorry! I try, really I do, but writer's block and all that… not a good excuse, I know, I'll try harder to update sooner.
Mashed Potato Master: Thanks! And I shall… when she's not pissed off at me for answering your review instead of getting up to get my dad for a phone call… Anyways, I'm glad you like it! -
Aisu: Eih… sorry:hands back mangled Kuwabara: he wouldn't stop bothering me…
Greetings from lala land: EVIL DEMON SISTER WHO IS VERY CRANKY!
Kioko: Yeah… not gonna happen chica, love Syd and all, but these OC's are getting outta hand! … well… not really… I just don't feel like it.
Ban: I UPDATED! TEEHEE! As for those stupid rules, screw them and the people who want to report me!
Hiei17: Sorry about the wait:Squee: INU-CHAN AND HIEI-CHAN:runs away from blade wielding fire Koorime: ACK! I DIDN'T MEAN TO SAY CHAN! I SWEAR!
Bleh: Nah, I love my teachers! I just don't seem to like the teachers I made up… oh well, every story needs an evil side villain! -
CrimsonSash: Mwahaha! I updated! Many hugs, and swift updates my friend!
Rando: What the hell is this?
:Rando stares at piece of paper he's supposed to read aloud:
Kashaku: Just say what's on it!
Rando: Okay… something about… a duck suit?
:Kashaku snatches back paper:
Kashaku: Oops, wrong paper. But what my boyfriend-chan means to say is, read and review or he's going to kill you!
Kin: You rhymed.
Kashaku: Yes.
Rando: I saw my name on that paper…
: Rando Glares threateningly at his girlfriend and holds out his hand silently demanding the paper:
Kashaku: Ehehe… it's nothing…
:Kashaku runs out of the room being chased by Rando:
Leiko: Until next time, Wasabi Ginger ice cream is the devil's curse! -