Disclaimer: I do not own anything but this idea for a plot and alternate storyline, the characters and places mentioned, except for a few created by me, belong to the creators of either "Yu Yu Hakusho" or "Harry Potter", and any resemblances to people, living or dead, are purely the figment of my, or your imaginations. I do not own Mortal Combat. Oh, and please don't sue me; I don't have money, I even have to go to a community college.
Chapter Three
School Sucks, Let's Blow Some Yen!
Running water sounds throughout the boy's bathroom at Sarayashiki Junior High. Lunch break has just started, and boys from each class hang around chatting before going back to the classrooms with their lunches.
"Urameshi!" A voice pleads, "How could you do this to us? How can you leave on such short notice?" A plump boy a year younger than Keisuke is speaking as he and his three friends confront the hanyou, shoving him into a blue tiled corner of the bathroom.
"Okubo, minna-san, calm down. I'll still be in the area, and I can still visit and all, it's just a different school" The brown-haired boy tries to quell his friends' fears of abandonment.
(Translation: minna means everyone.)
The light black-haired boy, Sawamura, on Keisuke's left side growls out, "Sure, the number one punk at Sarayashiki Junior High gets to go off to Yotsubodai, hang out with the beautiful daughter of Kuwabara, former number two delinquent at Sarayashiki, and have fun without his friends."
(A/N: Keisuke can't actually be called a delinquent because his mother makes sure he attends classes most of the time and he gets decent (C-B with an occasional D) grades despite the fact that Yusuke never did. Keiko can't keep him from fighting though.)
Piping in, Kirishima, a brown-haired boy on Keisuke's opposite side says, "Who's gonna prevent Motobo from taking over the school, or Kasanegafuchi Junior High from taking over our turf?"
"You all remember how to fight, right? You may not be as good as me, but you're all pretty damn good, so don't worry. You can take those bastards on anytime." The boys finally relent and follow their leader back to class.
On the way there, Keisuke stops abruptly. "K'so, that's why Keita-chan was so upset."
Three "huh"'s respond to this.
Keisuke tries to explain, "He told a bully his dog was gonna die last week, and it did, so now the bully is going to get him after school today." His friends understand only that his little brother is in trouble, but that is about it.
"Poor kid never even tries fighting back. Are you sure he's your brother?" Kirishima asks as he thinks over the situation.
"What'cha gonna do Urameshi-san?" Sawamura prods.
"Could you guys turn this paper in for me? Since it's my last day, why should I bother being here?" The boy's grin is almost malicious.
"You gonna pull a 'Yusuke' on us?" Okubo asks with a smirk.
"Yeah," Keisuke knows how to exploit the fact that his father still looks like a teenager, "You seen the black hair dye?"
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Half an hour later finds Urameshi Yusuke standing outside of his son's elementary school. Or at least the young man looks like the infamous delinquent. Keisuke has dyed his hair black, changed out of his blue uniform (he was wearing the correct version), and now sports a pair of sunglasses.
"Arigato aniki." Is all Keita says as his disguised brother leads him to an arcade.
(Translation: Thanks big brother.)
"Hehe, if 'Kasan or 'Tosan ever found out that all it took to skip school was some hair dye and a fake appointment card, I'd be stuck all vacation long doing Koenma's paperwork." The little boy smiles up at him.
"So you've got enough Yen for a few hours, ne aniki?" The boys spend the rest of the afternoon at the arcade, just as their father had done so many times before. That is, until their ride shows up.
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Yui leads Hiei and Kurama into the arcade, instinctively moving to where her brothers sit playing against each other in Mortal Combat. The two boys are so absorbed that they don't notice the arrival of the small party. So sweet-hearted Yui in her most Keiko-like and most self righteously angry voice yells, "Where have you two been?"
"Sometimes she really sounds like her mother." Kurama reflects to himself.
"Yu ... Yui-chan. You scared us." Keisuke whispers after a moment, warily looking out for his mother with wide eyes.
Keita starts to giggle, a rare thing for him, "I really thought you were Okasan and that Keisuke-kun would be headed up to Reikai to do paperwork."
No one wants to know where the boy got that last idea from, except for Keisuke who already knows. "You baka! I had to hear from Okubo-kun that you were skipping school with our ototo."
"Sumimasen!" Keita's large dark brown eyes plead.
(Translation: 'Ototo' means 'younger brother' and 'sumimasen' is roughly, 'sorry.')
Keisuke jumps to his own defense, "I wouldn't have done it except I knew this bully had threatened him yesterday, and Keita-chan refuses to fight, you know that."
As Yui smiles reassuringly at her little brother, Hiei speaks up. "We need to get going. Yukina expects us to be there for dinner in an hour."
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The train ride is noisy, though the five don't talk much. Kuwabara had stopped by the Urameshi apartment to help Yusuke, Kurama, Hiei, and Keiko pack the essentials for the children, and he had already taken the boxes, mostly junk as Hiei recalls, up to Genkai's Temple earlier in the day.
As he sits willing the smells and sounds of the ningen around him to go away, Hiei takes the chance to observe Kurama for the first time that day. The two had once been good friends, but too much time in the human world has changed the former Youko thief, and even Yukina admits that the changes are not for the better.
The fox wears a gray business suit, though he holds the jacket over his shoulder, his still-too-bright crimson hair fanning down his back and over the stylish jacket. Only Kurama could pull off the salmon button-up silk shirt he wears and still look good and heterosexual. Yes, by all outward appearances the Youko-trapped-in-a-ningen-body seems the same. But even Hiei has heard the stories of Minamino Shuuichi's cutthroat and ruthless business practices that have catapulted his step-father's small business into the major leagues. After a few dirty deals and cold-hearted mergers, the Hatanaka & Minamino Corporation was making billions of American dollars each year. Hiei knows Shuuichi, Kurama's ningen alter ego, and he knows Youko Kurama, the darker side of Shuuichi's demonic past. Hiei also knows which side is behind these unusual behaviors.
'I have to talk to you.' The fire demon carefully projects his thoughts to where the redhead sits.
'Yukina ask you?' A wordless reply.
'Not yet kitsune.'
(Translation: Fox.)
One More Time
-on the train-
Hiei (thinking): I have to talk to you.
Kurama (also thinking): About what?
Hiei: You've been acting like Youko.
Kurama: So?
Hiei: I like Youko.
Kurama: And?
Hiei: Do you think Mukuro would mind if we had se...?
(Large stone flies through portal from Makai, interrupting Hiei, and hits both demons.)
Hiei: .
Kurama: I think she would .... x.x
A/N: First off, I apologize for the short chapters. Secondly, is Harry Potter ever getting in this? I swear, just one more chapter for introducing the characters and then I'll get them to London. And then five more to get to Hogwarts, muwahahaha. (Large stone flies through portal from Makai and hits authoress.) I was joking! Itai! (Ouch) Well, at least I'm getting something done. Now I can pass out. n.n ... .
Hiei: Will we ever find out what the ')'#'!! is wrong with the fox.
Kurama: I just hope you don't manage to break past my mental defenses and lay out my memories for all to see.
Hiei: I just hope my kids don't 'glomp' me like some crazy ningen no baka fans.
(Translation: stupid, human fans.)
Kurama: Are you that self-conscious now? And that code the authoress used for covering up your cussing was quite interesting. Really, anybody with half a brain can decipher that when you just assigned numerical value to the letters, and put spacers in. Sometimes I wonder about her.
Hiei: I don't. Her idiocy would make my brain implode.
