Disclaimer: I own neither X-men nor Yu Yu Hakusho. I don't know WHO owns
them, but it certainly isn't ME.
IMPORTANT NOTE:
"blah." means that the words are in English (unless the section is told from a Japanese-speaker's point of view with only Japanese people talking -- I.e. Kurama, Yuusuke, Hiei, Logan, Genkai, etc.)
~"blah."~ means that the words are in Japanese.
="blah."= indicates words spoken in a Makai dialect. (Wait a few chapters . . . you'll see what I mean . . .)
~:blah.:~ telepathic speech
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A/N: This will not be a blatantly yaoi or shounen-ai story. In fact, there will be NO romance WHATSOEVER. There will be brother-brother relationships between Yuusuke, Kurama and Hiei, but I suppose that some of you out there could interpret their actions as 'love' if you wanted. It's your call, however you want to view it.
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- : - : - Chapter Six: Welcome to the Institute - : - : -
Jean Grey brushed several stray tendrils of her auburn hair back behind her ear, squinting her eyes against the fierce wind kicked up by the landing jets of the Blackbird. Even from her place at the at the far side of the hanger where she stood among other Institute students, bits of dust and grit carried upon the wind still made stinging impacts upon her face.
Surreptitiously, she tapped her telekinetic abilities and thickened the air in front of her face slightly, forming a shield, and she gave vent to a silent sigh of relief as the small specks of debris were deterred.
She allowed her eyes to roam over the other students gathered to welcome the newcomers. Scott stood directly beside her, his eyes hidden by his familiar black and red shades, looking steadily toward the slowly descending Blackbird. Evan stood on Scott's other side, and beyond him was Rogue looking bored and disgusted with the world in general.
Hank McCoy wasn't there --the Professor had thought it best to allow the new students a chance to get accustomed to some of the less-shocking 'quirks' of the students before springing Hank's appearance on them-- and Kitty and Kurt were nowhere to be seen---
*BAMPH*
Oh. There they were.
Scott noticed the pair's arrival as well and turned to frown at Kurt. He raised his hands and tapped his right wrist pointedly.
Kurt grinned sheepishly, but activated his inducer, and soon a normal- looking boy with medium-length blue-black hair stood in place of the blue- furred being. Kurt sent a thumbs-up back at his team leader.
Jean stretched out her senses in search of the Professor, and found him still in Cerebro's chamber.
~:Professor?:~
The familiar, warm presence of Charles Xavier brushed against the edges of her mind. ~:Yes, Jean?:~
~:Logan and Ororo are landing now. Aren't you coming?:~
Weariness and deep regret tinged the Professor's mind-voice. ~:I am sorry, Jean, but I still have more searching to do. I'll have to speak to them tomorrow. Please make certain that they are well looked-after, won't you?:~
~:I'll put Kurt and Kitty on tour duty after I show them to their rooms. Those two can make ANYONE loosen up.:~
~:A good plan.:~
~:Don't overexert yourself, Professor.:~
~:I'll do what I must. It is imperative that I find where Shadow Tempest is hiding.:~
Jean's mind-voice took on a stubborn, warning note. ~:Professor . . . !:~
A deep chuckle echoed through her mind. ~:I'll be certain to get some rest. Just a little longer, though.:~
~:Two hours,:~ she ordered sternly. ~:Or else I bring Logan and Scott and drag you off to your bedroom and tie you to your bed, Professor or not.:~
~: . . . I don't have much choice BUT to obey, then, don't I?:~
~:No, sir, you don't.:~
Smiling slightly, she cut the link, but not before she heard the Professor chuckling once more.
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Kurt watched expectantly as the loading ramp of the Blackbird lowered to the concrete floor with a low *thunk*. From its place wrapped around his waist, his tail twitched with suppressed excitement, but through sheer force of will he kept it tucked away where it wouldn't mess with the hologram the inducer was emitting.
First to exit the sleek, black jet was Logan with Ororo following close behind. Ororo smiled brightly at the assembled welcoming party, and Logan snorted, his face expressionless. The students seemed to take that as a sign that they could come closer and moved in toward the two adults, calling greetings.
Kurt and Kitty were two of the first to reach the adults. Kurt smiled excitedly. "Vhere are they? Did they come?"
Ororo smiled. "They're coming. One of them didn't seem to want to wake up."
A loud yell broke through the happy banter of the crowd. "SHIMATTA! [1]"
All heads in the hanger jerked toward the open portal in the side of the jet, eyes wide.
Logan snickered. "Sleepin' beauty's up," he said with a smirk.
Ororo looked apprehensive. "Should we have let Shuichi wake him up?"
Logan shrugged. "He wouldn't wake up for US, remember?"
" . . . yes . . ."
Two figures appeared on the ramp. One --a red-haired young woman-- was smiling slightly and laughing. The other --a young man with dark hair-- was rubbing tenderly at the back of his head, glaring blackly at the world in general and muttering what sounded like curses and threats under his breath at his companion.
Logan was still laughing, but he managed to call out a comment that sounded neither reprimanding nor conciliatory. In fact, it sounded downright TEASING.
The raven-haired young man sent a scorching glare toward the claw-bearing mutant and spat out a biting comment in return.
Logan merely laughed harder.
The redhead spoke in a quiet voice to her companion, and the raven-haired young man followed grudgingly as the girl walked down the ramp.
Jean stepped up beside Kurt, giving Logan a look of disapproval. "Logan, you shouldn't tease the new ones."
Kurt frowned. "Yah, it's not exactly a varm velcome---"
A low, friendly laugh made him stop in mid-sentence, and he turned to see the Japanese redhead grinning at him, emerald eyes sparkling.
"I assure you," said the woman . . . in a voice that was most definitely MALE, "That Yuusuke very much deserved that last comment."
"Y-you---" Kurt caught himself before he could blurt out 'You're a GUY!' and instead said, "You know English!"
The woman --MAN! he reminded himself sternly-- nodded. "Yes, and judging by your accent, you are a master of a second-language as well?"
Kurt nodded. "Yah. German is mein first langvage."
The raven-haired young man bit out another biting comment, still scowling, and the redhead laughed, answering lightly. The dark-haired boy grumbled but subsided.
Jean frowned. "Is something wrong with your friend?"
"Oh, I apologize!" The redhead looked abashed. "My name is Minamino Shuichi, and this is Urameshi Yuusuke . . . ah, Shuichi Minamino and Yuusuke Urameshi to you . . . and there's nothing's wrong with Yuusuke."
"Except jetlag," grinned Logan.
Shuichi smiled. "There is that."
Jean looked down at two odd devices that she held in her hand. "Well, I suppose that you won't need one of these, since you know English, but your friend might appreciate being able to follow the conversation. Would he mind?"
She held out her hand where the two foreigners could see. In her palm lay small, button-sized pieces of black plastic, round and flat like miniature, burnt pancakes.
Yuusuke murmured what sounded like a question, and Shuichi nodded.
"What are they, exactly?"
"Neurotranslators," said Jean, matter-of-factly. "Doctor McCoy invented them a while back. They allow whoever wears them to understand whatever language the translator is programmed with by transmitting signals into the brain that let it comprehend what it's hearing."
Shuichi arched an eyebrow, murmuring a translation under his breath to Yuusuke. The dark-haired boy looked dubious.
Kurt jumped in with a reassuring grin. "They're harmless. Really. It's like . . . adding a new chunk of brain cells to your head, but they already have the information you need to understand English imprinted in them. The Doc's a genius."
Shuichi translated once more, and after a long moment's deliberation, Yuusuke nodded, murmuring a reply of his own.
"He'll try it."
Jean picked up one of the odd devices and moved forward. Yuusuke's eyes narrowed as her hand neared his face, and Jean looked almost like she was going to back away right then from the force of the suspicious look alone, but the Japanese boy turned his head slightly, allowing her to place the small object against the skin behind his ear. It stuck firmly, and Jean backed away.
Kurt had the odd thought that it was as though Jean had just been allowed to touch a dangerous, wild beast, and it had opted to allow her to live despite the transgression.
He shook his head to clear away the strange thoughts. "So, can you understand me?"
The young man blinked in surprise. "Yeah." He paused, then added, "This is . . . weird."
Shuichi frowned and asked something in Japanese.
Yuusuke's eyes widened. "What did you say?"
The redhead's frown deepened. He repeated the comment.
The dark-haired young man turned to scowl at Jean, taking a step nearer to her. "You never said it would take away my Japanese!"
"It's a side effect," explained Jean, backing up a step, eyes wide. "We had to take away one language for you to learn a new one, but it isn't permanent . . ."
"And you didn't say so BECAUSE . . . ?"
"Hey!" Scott stepped between Jean and the irate foreigner. "Back off, man."
"Yuusuke." Shuichi's voice was still the epitome of calm. Yuusuke turned to look back at his companion.
Shuichi looked penetratingly at Yuusuke's face, then said something that Kurt couldn't understand at all. Judging by the frowns on the faces of the others, no one else could either. The words consisted of guttural growls and sibilant hisses, and it sounded like the language that beasts would speak. It made Kurt's fur stand on end.
However, all of the tension drained out of Yuusuke's body at once, and he replied . . . in the same language.
Shuichi smiled. "There's that, at least."
"There's that," Yuusuke agreed.
All around, the X-men exchanged confused glances.
What, exactly, was 'that'?
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Kurt waited impatiently in the hallway outside of the two rooms assigned to the newcomers. Their doors were right next to each other, and Kurt knew that there was an inside door adjoining the rooms. The Professor thought that the pair might be more comfortable if they were close together . . . 'strangers in a strange land' and all that.
Right now, Kurt was waiting for Yuusuke and Shuichi to finish unpacking the small bags of clothes and necessities that they had brought with them. And after they finally emerged, he would probably have to wait for Kitty to show up to give them the tour.
He sighed. He hated waiting. Besides, the two newcomers seemed like such interesting people; his curiosity was eating him alive.
He was considering a *BAMPH* down to the kitchens to grab a quick snack for while he waited when the door to Shuichi's room opened, and both Shuichi and Yuusuke came out.
So, the Professor was right; they would want to hang out together a lot.
"Hi!" Kurt called with a wave and a friendly grin. Both of the boys approached him. "I'll be your tour guide for today. My name's Kurt Wagner. Sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier, but . . . vell." He shrugged.
Shuichi nodded in understanding, his expression bland, but Kurt didn't like the way that Yuusuke continually stared at him as though he were trying to look THROUGH Kurt's chest. Kurt fidgeted uncomfortably.
"Er, yah, anyvay, I guess that ve should go see vhat ve can see!" He frowned. "But I suppose ve should vait for Kitty. She doesn't like being left behind."
"That's fine," Shuichi said calmly.
Yuusuke gazed steadily at Kurt's face as though memorizing every detail. Kurt fidgeted some more.
"First," said Yuusuke, his voice low, resembling a growl. "I'd appreciate it if you could explain something to me."
Kurt jerked in surprise. "Vhat is it?"
Yuusuke's eyes narrowed, and Kurt felt decidedly uneasy at the odd, penetrating gaze.
"Please explain," said Yuusuke again, "Why is it that, when I look at you I see a human boy, but if I reach out to Sense you, I see a being with three- fingered hands, fangs, golden eyes, and blue fur?"
"Vas!? [2]" Kurt gulped nervously. His eyes darted between the two boys, but the look one Shuichi's face was as closed as Yuusuke's was suspicious. "Ah . . ." His face fell, and he backed away a step or two, praying that someone --ANYONE-- would come along and diffuse this time-bomb of a situation.
"Oh, verdammen [3] . . ."
- : - : - To Be Continued . . . - : - : -
[1] Shimatta- Japanese: Dammit!
[2] Vas?!- German: What?!
[3] Verdammen- German: 'damn'
REVIEW RESPONSES FOR THE LAST CHAPTER:
: d : She meant it like 'freak.' Poor Kurama. And here's another chappie for you!
: lemmings_please... don't tell mom I'm here... : *winks* It's okay. I'm writing this story when I should be working on my chemistry homework, but don't you tell anyone either! And I'm glad you like this crossover. I've always wondered why there weren't more X-men/YYH crossovers; they fit so well together. Heck, there are more YYH/Harry Potter crossovers out there than X-men/YYH. *shrugs* Oh, well.
: Siora : You LIKED having Kurama's mom act like THAT!? I was kinda' going for an OPPOSITE reaction! Sheesh! And congrats on figuring out the auras.
: Ryoken : Thankies!
: Genevra : Here you go! A new chapter!
: Yusukeholic : Dang, man (or woman, whatever)! Do YOU have a Jagan eye? How in the world did you figure it out? I am SO UBERLY IMPRESSED. I thought no one would figure out the Jagan bit. Congrats, and enjoy your cyber cookie!
: Tione : *giggles* Oh, your poor readers! Send them lots of get-well cards, ne? And I MIGHT reveal Atsuko's reaction later, but no promises!
: carla : Don't worry, Hiei'll be here soon. It'll be all right.
: Evil Towel : I. LOVE. YOUR. SCREENNAME. Just for the record. And I'm glad you like the story. Congrats on figuring out the auras.
: Tina : Hiei'll show up SOON. Thanks for the support.
: QG : Thanks bunches, and thanks again for the info about Logan. Geeze, he really has a history behind him, doesn't he? I'll have to research his character some more so I don't royally mess up his parts in the story. Hmm . . . *goes off to research*
: Rurouni Saiyan : Poor dear! *huggles* Take some Advil and drink some nice hot tea; that'll fix your brain muscles right up!
: leacar310 : Thanks, and sorry for confusing you. I'll clear it up later, I promise.
: SilverKnight7 : *eyes screen name* You wouldn't happen to be a fan of .hack//SIGN, would you?
: Risingangel12 : Two reasons: a) the original X-men doesn't come on anymore (at least not where I can watch it) so I'd have a hard problem figuring out everyone's characters, and b) Kurt is TOO cute to not put in this story! This is one girl who DOES 'dig 'de fuzzy dude'!
: Trickster_the_fox : Here's another chapter, and I happen to LIKE the spelling 'Yuusuke'! Anywho, if I change my spelling now, it would look funny. Hmph.
: arrow-card : Here's an update! Enjoy!
: BabbleQueen : It's okay; only a few people figured them out anyway. Thanks for trying!
: Dragon Sythe : Sorry. Yuusuke has the blue aura, and Kurama's is green and gold. You're nowhere close on the purple shield, though. S'alright. I love ya' anyway! And thanks for the tidbit about Logan.
: ownerofattackcat : You got the first three, but you're nowhere close on the violet shield. Sorry! I'll explain the auras later, I promise.
: oOKeairaOo : Way to go! Great job on the auras, but no luck on the shield. Thanks for all the support in writing this!
: Snowfire : Thanks! I love writing 'bamphing' too! It's so much FUN! Yayness!
: Yayo : Yeah, poor Kurama. I feel awful for doing that to him!
: TrueChildOfDarkness : Thanks for the advice, and I think this chapter is a bit longer than the others. Please consider that I write a chapter a day ON TOP OF my homework. I can't do much about chapter length without flunking school *winces* and getting murdered by my mom for my efforts. *shudders and goes to hide under the bed*
: Wood Nymph : Thanks for the review, and congrats on figuring out the auras and shield!
: Pewter : Sorry, but you mixed up Hiei and Yuusuke, but you came darn close. I liked how you explained your choices, and I'm glad that you like the story. Hope you enjoyed this chapter!
IMPORTANT NOTE:
"blah." means that the words are in English (unless the section is told from a Japanese-speaker's point of view with only Japanese people talking -- I.e. Kurama, Yuusuke, Hiei, Logan, Genkai, etc.)
~"blah."~ means that the words are in Japanese.
="blah."= indicates words spoken in a Makai dialect. (Wait a few chapters . . . you'll see what I mean . . .)
~:blah.:~ telepathic speech
- : - : - : - : - : -
A/N: This will not be a blatantly yaoi or shounen-ai story. In fact, there will be NO romance WHATSOEVER. There will be brother-brother relationships between Yuusuke, Kurama and Hiei, but I suppose that some of you out there could interpret their actions as 'love' if you wanted. It's your call, however you want to view it.
- : - : - : - : - : -
READERS WHO FIGURED OUT ALL THREE AURAS AND THE SHIELD:
Yusukeholic
Wood Nymph
Here's your cyber cookie! Enjoy!
READERS WHO FIGURED OUT THE AURAS:
Siora
Genevra
Carla
Evil Towel
ownerofattackcat
oOKeairaOo
- : - : - Chapter Six: Welcome to the Institute - : - : -
Jean Grey brushed several stray tendrils of her auburn hair back behind her ear, squinting her eyes against the fierce wind kicked up by the landing jets of the Blackbird. Even from her place at the at the far side of the hanger where she stood among other Institute students, bits of dust and grit carried upon the wind still made stinging impacts upon her face.
Surreptitiously, she tapped her telekinetic abilities and thickened the air in front of her face slightly, forming a shield, and she gave vent to a silent sigh of relief as the small specks of debris were deterred.
She allowed her eyes to roam over the other students gathered to welcome the newcomers. Scott stood directly beside her, his eyes hidden by his familiar black and red shades, looking steadily toward the slowly descending Blackbird. Evan stood on Scott's other side, and beyond him was Rogue looking bored and disgusted with the world in general.
Hank McCoy wasn't there --the Professor had thought it best to allow the new students a chance to get accustomed to some of the less-shocking 'quirks' of the students before springing Hank's appearance on them-- and Kitty and Kurt were nowhere to be seen---
*BAMPH*
Oh. There they were.
Scott noticed the pair's arrival as well and turned to frown at Kurt. He raised his hands and tapped his right wrist pointedly.
Kurt grinned sheepishly, but activated his inducer, and soon a normal- looking boy with medium-length blue-black hair stood in place of the blue- furred being. Kurt sent a thumbs-up back at his team leader.
Jean stretched out her senses in search of the Professor, and found him still in Cerebro's chamber.
~:Professor?:~
The familiar, warm presence of Charles Xavier brushed against the edges of her mind. ~:Yes, Jean?:~
~:Logan and Ororo are landing now. Aren't you coming?:~
Weariness and deep regret tinged the Professor's mind-voice. ~:I am sorry, Jean, but I still have more searching to do. I'll have to speak to them tomorrow. Please make certain that they are well looked-after, won't you?:~
~:I'll put Kurt and Kitty on tour duty after I show them to their rooms. Those two can make ANYONE loosen up.:~
~:A good plan.:~
~:Don't overexert yourself, Professor.:~
~:I'll do what I must. It is imperative that I find where Shadow Tempest is hiding.:~
Jean's mind-voice took on a stubborn, warning note. ~:Professor . . . !:~
A deep chuckle echoed through her mind. ~:I'll be certain to get some rest. Just a little longer, though.:~
~:Two hours,:~ she ordered sternly. ~:Or else I bring Logan and Scott and drag you off to your bedroom and tie you to your bed, Professor or not.:~
~: . . . I don't have much choice BUT to obey, then, don't I?:~
~:No, sir, you don't.:~
Smiling slightly, she cut the link, but not before she heard the Professor chuckling once more.
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Kurt watched expectantly as the loading ramp of the Blackbird lowered to the concrete floor with a low *thunk*. From its place wrapped around his waist, his tail twitched with suppressed excitement, but through sheer force of will he kept it tucked away where it wouldn't mess with the hologram the inducer was emitting.
First to exit the sleek, black jet was Logan with Ororo following close behind. Ororo smiled brightly at the assembled welcoming party, and Logan snorted, his face expressionless. The students seemed to take that as a sign that they could come closer and moved in toward the two adults, calling greetings.
Kurt and Kitty were two of the first to reach the adults. Kurt smiled excitedly. "Vhere are they? Did they come?"
Ororo smiled. "They're coming. One of them didn't seem to want to wake up."
A loud yell broke through the happy banter of the crowd. "SHIMATTA! [1]"
All heads in the hanger jerked toward the open portal in the side of the jet, eyes wide.
Logan snickered. "Sleepin' beauty's up," he said with a smirk.
Ororo looked apprehensive. "Should we have let Shuichi wake him up?"
Logan shrugged. "He wouldn't wake up for US, remember?"
" . . . yes . . ."
Two figures appeared on the ramp. One --a red-haired young woman-- was smiling slightly and laughing. The other --a young man with dark hair-- was rubbing tenderly at the back of his head, glaring blackly at the world in general and muttering what sounded like curses and threats under his breath at his companion.
Logan was still laughing, but he managed to call out a comment that sounded neither reprimanding nor conciliatory. In fact, it sounded downright TEASING.
The raven-haired young man sent a scorching glare toward the claw-bearing mutant and spat out a biting comment in return.
Logan merely laughed harder.
The redhead spoke in a quiet voice to her companion, and the raven-haired young man followed grudgingly as the girl walked down the ramp.
Jean stepped up beside Kurt, giving Logan a look of disapproval. "Logan, you shouldn't tease the new ones."
Kurt frowned. "Yah, it's not exactly a varm velcome---"
A low, friendly laugh made him stop in mid-sentence, and he turned to see the Japanese redhead grinning at him, emerald eyes sparkling.
"I assure you," said the woman . . . in a voice that was most definitely MALE, "That Yuusuke very much deserved that last comment."
"Y-you---" Kurt caught himself before he could blurt out 'You're a GUY!' and instead said, "You know English!"
The woman --MAN! he reminded himself sternly-- nodded. "Yes, and judging by your accent, you are a master of a second-language as well?"
Kurt nodded. "Yah. German is mein first langvage."
The raven-haired young man bit out another biting comment, still scowling, and the redhead laughed, answering lightly. The dark-haired boy grumbled but subsided.
Jean frowned. "Is something wrong with your friend?"
"Oh, I apologize!" The redhead looked abashed. "My name is Minamino Shuichi, and this is Urameshi Yuusuke . . . ah, Shuichi Minamino and Yuusuke Urameshi to you . . . and there's nothing's wrong with Yuusuke."
"Except jetlag," grinned Logan.
Shuichi smiled. "There is that."
Jean looked down at two odd devices that she held in her hand. "Well, I suppose that you won't need one of these, since you know English, but your friend might appreciate being able to follow the conversation. Would he mind?"
She held out her hand where the two foreigners could see. In her palm lay small, button-sized pieces of black plastic, round and flat like miniature, burnt pancakes.
Yuusuke murmured what sounded like a question, and Shuichi nodded.
"What are they, exactly?"
"Neurotranslators," said Jean, matter-of-factly. "Doctor McCoy invented them a while back. They allow whoever wears them to understand whatever language the translator is programmed with by transmitting signals into the brain that let it comprehend what it's hearing."
Shuichi arched an eyebrow, murmuring a translation under his breath to Yuusuke. The dark-haired boy looked dubious.
Kurt jumped in with a reassuring grin. "They're harmless. Really. It's like . . . adding a new chunk of brain cells to your head, but they already have the information you need to understand English imprinted in them. The Doc's a genius."
Shuichi translated once more, and after a long moment's deliberation, Yuusuke nodded, murmuring a reply of his own.
"He'll try it."
Jean picked up one of the odd devices and moved forward. Yuusuke's eyes narrowed as her hand neared his face, and Jean looked almost like she was going to back away right then from the force of the suspicious look alone, but the Japanese boy turned his head slightly, allowing her to place the small object against the skin behind his ear. It stuck firmly, and Jean backed away.
Kurt had the odd thought that it was as though Jean had just been allowed to touch a dangerous, wild beast, and it had opted to allow her to live despite the transgression.
He shook his head to clear away the strange thoughts. "So, can you understand me?"
The young man blinked in surprise. "Yeah." He paused, then added, "This is . . . weird."
Shuichi frowned and asked something in Japanese.
Yuusuke's eyes widened. "What did you say?"
The redhead's frown deepened. He repeated the comment.
The dark-haired young man turned to scowl at Jean, taking a step nearer to her. "You never said it would take away my Japanese!"
"It's a side effect," explained Jean, backing up a step, eyes wide. "We had to take away one language for you to learn a new one, but it isn't permanent . . ."
"And you didn't say so BECAUSE . . . ?"
"Hey!" Scott stepped between Jean and the irate foreigner. "Back off, man."
"Yuusuke." Shuichi's voice was still the epitome of calm. Yuusuke turned to look back at his companion.
Shuichi looked penetratingly at Yuusuke's face, then said something that Kurt couldn't understand at all. Judging by the frowns on the faces of the others, no one else could either. The words consisted of guttural growls and sibilant hisses, and it sounded like the language that beasts would speak. It made Kurt's fur stand on end.
However, all of the tension drained out of Yuusuke's body at once, and he replied . . . in the same language.
Shuichi smiled. "There's that, at least."
"There's that," Yuusuke agreed.
All around, the X-men exchanged confused glances.
What, exactly, was 'that'?
- : - : - : - : - : -
Kurt waited impatiently in the hallway outside of the two rooms assigned to the newcomers. Their doors were right next to each other, and Kurt knew that there was an inside door adjoining the rooms. The Professor thought that the pair might be more comfortable if they were close together . . . 'strangers in a strange land' and all that.
Right now, Kurt was waiting for Yuusuke and Shuichi to finish unpacking the small bags of clothes and necessities that they had brought with them. And after they finally emerged, he would probably have to wait for Kitty to show up to give them the tour.
He sighed. He hated waiting. Besides, the two newcomers seemed like such interesting people; his curiosity was eating him alive.
He was considering a *BAMPH* down to the kitchens to grab a quick snack for while he waited when the door to Shuichi's room opened, and both Shuichi and Yuusuke came out.
So, the Professor was right; they would want to hang out together a lot.
"Hi!" Kurt called with a wave and a friendly grin. Both of the boys approached him. "I'll be your tour guide for today. My name's Kurt Wagner. Sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier, but . . . vell." He shrugged.
Shuichi nodded in understanding, his expression bland, but Kurt didn't like the way that Yuusuke continually stared at him as though he were trying to look THROUGH Kurt's chest. Kurt fidgeted uncomfortably.
"Er, yah, anyvay, I guess that ve should go see vhat ve can see!" He frowned. "But I suppose ve should vait for Kitty. She doesn't like being left behind."
"That's fine," Shuichi said calmly.
Yuusuke gazed steadily at Kurt's face as though memorizing every detail. Kurt fidgeted some more.
"First," said Yuusuke, his voice low, resembling a growl. "I'd appreciate it if you could explain something to me."
Kurt jerked in surprise. "Vhat is it?"
Yuusuke's eyes narrowed, and Kurt felt decidedly uneasy at the odd, penetrating gaze.
"Please explain," said Yuusuke again, "Why is it that, when I look at you I see a human boy, but if I reach out to Sense you, I see a being with three- fingered hands, fangs, golden eyes, and blue fur?"
"Vas!? [2]" Kurt gulped nervously. His eyes darted between the two boys, but the look one Shuichi's face was as closed as Yuusuke's was suspicious. "Ah . . ." His face fell, and he backed away a step or two, praying that someone --ANYONE-- would come along and diffuse this time-bomb of a situation.
"Oh, verdammen [3] . . ."
- : - : - To Be Continued . . . - : - : -
[1] Shimatta- Japanese: Dammit!
[2] Vas?!- German: What?!
[3] Verdammen- German: 'damn'
REVIEW RESPONSES FOR THE LAST CHAPTER:
: d : She meant it like 'freak.' Poor Kurama. And here's another chappie for you!
: lemmings_please... don't tell mom I'm here... : *winks* It's okay. I'm writing this story when I should be working on my chemistry homework, but don't you tell anyone either! And I'm glad you like this crossover. I've always wondered why there weren't more X-men/YYH crossovers; they fit so well together. Heck, there are more YYH/Harry Potter crossovers out there than X-men/YYH. *shrugs* Oh, well.
: Siora : You LIKED having Kurama's mom act like THAT!? I was kinda' going for an OPPOSITE reaction! Sheesh! And congrats on figuring out the auras.
: Ryoken : Thankies!
: Genevra : Here you go! A new chapter!
: Yusukeholic : Dang, man (or woman, whatever)! Do YOU have a Jagan eye? How in the world did you figure it out? I am SO UBERLY IMPRESSED. I thought no one would figure out the Jagan bit. Congrats, and enjoy your cyber cookie!
: Tione : *giggles* Oh, your poor readers! Send them lots of get-well cards, ne? And I MIGHT reveal Atsuko's reaction later, but no promises!
: carla : Don't worry, Hiei'll be here soon. It'll be all right.
: Evil Towel : I. LOVE. YOUR. SCREENNAME. Just for the record. And I'm glad you like the story. Congrats on figuring out the auras.
: Tina : Hiei'll show up SOON. Thanks for the support.
: QG : Thanks bunches, and thanks again for the info about Logan. Geeze, he really has a history behind him, doesn't he? I'll have to research his character some more so I don't royally mess up his parts in the story. Hmm . . . *goes off to research*
: Rurouni Saiyan : Poor dear! *huggles* Take some Advil and drink some nice hot tea; that'll fix your brain muscles right up!
: leacar310 : Thanks, and sorry for confusing you. I'll clear it up later, I promise.
: SilverKnight7 : *eyes screen name* You wouldn't happen to be a fan of .hack//SIGN, would you?
: Risingangel12 : Two reasons: a) the original X-men doesn't come on anymore (at least not where I can watch it) so I'd have a hard problem figuring out everyone's characters, and b) Kurt is TOO cute to not put in this story! This is one girl who DOES 'dig 'de fuzzy dude'!
: Trickster_the_fox : Here's another chapter, and I happen to LIKE the spelling 'Yuusuke'! Anywho, if I change my spelling now, it would look funny. Hmph.
: arrow-card : Here's an update! Enjoy!
: BabbleQueen : It's okay; only a few people figured them out anyway. Thanks for trying!
: Dragon Sythe : Sorry. Yuusuke has the blue aura, and Kurama's is green and gold. You're nowhere close on the purple shield, though. S'alright. I love ya' anyway! And thanks for the tidbit about Logan.
: ownerofattackcat : You got the first three, but you're nowhere close on the violet shield. Sorry! I'll explain the auras later, I promise.
: oOKeairaOo : Way to go! Great job on the auras, but no luck on the shield. Thanks for all the support in writing this!
: Snowfire : Thanks! I love writing 'bamphing' too! It's so much FUN! Yayness!
: Yayo : Yeah, poor Kurama. I feel awful for doing that to him!
: TrueChildOfDarkness : Thanks for the advice, and I think this chapter is a bit longer than the others. Please consider that I write a chapter a day ON TOP OF my homework. I can't do much about chapter length without flunking school *winces* and getting murdered by my mom for my efforts. *shudders and goes to hide under the bed*
: Wood Nymph : Thanks for the review, and congrats on figuring out the auras and shield!
: Pewter : Sorry, but you mixed up Hiei and Yuusuke, but you came darn close. I liked how you explained your choices, and I'm glad that you like the story. Hope you enjoyed this chapter!