DISCLAIMER: If you're still wondering what I'm doing here...I'm necessary. Without me, this fic is illegal. I'm THAT POWERFUL mwahahaha!!!
Yusuke: Someone's in a good mood. 0_o
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K. Hikari: Konnichiwa! Everyone's well wishes had been received. My mother's ok now. She's out of the hospital and feeling better but still little weak. My sister is nursing her. Thank you. Thank you all my friends (those in the real world, those in my head O_o and those in fanfiction too)! ^o^
Kurama: See? What did I tell you?
K. Hikari: Yeah. Love you too, you stupid fox. . *makes choking and gagging sounds *
Kurama: Love you too. *laughs*
K.H.: Too bad. You're not real. ^_~
Kurama: There you go again... ^_~
Hiei: Cut the crap both of you. You're making me sick.
Kurama: You need a girlfriend, Hiei.
K.H.: Or a boyfriend. ^_~
Hiei: O_o
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K.H.: Mabuhay mga kababayan! O_o Sorry folks. Just wanted to greet fellow Filipinos in Fanfiction. Most of them seem to be playing in Slam Dunk. I AM PROUD of my heritage no matter what the rest of the world thinks. Oy, kung nagbabasa kayo, mag iwan naman kayo ng review o para I'll know your there. ^_~ Oh yeah, before I forget...CSC girls this is for you since you only got to watch the Filipino dubbed version of YYH.
Yu Yu Hakusho - YYH for short. Ghost Fighter in Philippine TV. This anime will always have a special place in my heart cause I met you guys Hi to Sol, Nancy, Gladys, Grace, Maureen, Chaychay and to Nancy's brother who took my Hiei drawing and placed it in his dorm and told his fellow college classmates that HE made it (Bad! Bad brother!). Hey, that was for your sister! ^_~ That's why I chose YYH it for my first fanfic. Gladys, when your baby's old enough let her read this...on second thought PG-13 pala too. I changed the rating for future violence and the rather unusual relationships with each of the charas. ^_~
Urameshi Yusuke - Eugene
Kuwabara Kazuma - Alfred
Minamino Shuichi / Youko Kurama - Dennis (who thinks up these stupid names anyway? .)
Jaganashi Hiei - Vincent (Oro? o_O_o)
Keiko - Jenny (she has the most annoying voice in the Philippine version .)
Kuwabara Shizuru - Susie
Botan – Charlene… (OMG…faints)
Genkai - Master Jeremiah (whaaat? 0_o)
Koenma - Master Jericho (hellooo? somebody kill the translators please!)
One more thing...can I promote my sister's fanfic? You can access it at This page doesn't accept hyperlinks. Check it out, ok? We fanfictionists can help each other by giving each other a wider audience to read our respective works. Since not all of us can afford the premium services offered by Fanfiction.net the best we can do is place adverts of each others' works.^-^
Now to the readers who had the time and were kind enough to leave a review:
Sammy - Thank you for kitty Kurama and the host of other gifts. ^_~ My mother appreciated the card but I had to hide the sweets coz it might aggravate her diabetes. Oh, a stray cat always sits and stares at my window every morning. His coloring reminds me of Hiei (you know, all black with a white starburst on his head-well not really a starburst but close enough). I tried calling to him several times but he just sits there and stares at me in a very Hiei-like way, then he just leaves only to be back the next day on the very same spot. Weird, huh? ^_~
Orphan - Hi! I try not to disappoint.
Dragon Lady Supreme - Er, Kurama knows. He's a master thief, remember? ^-^
Ghost Whisper - Thank you.
Shiranai Seito - Sugoi! Your character submission was incredibly detailed. I'll file it. ^_~
Kaeru Soyokaze - Ne, what's a Pug? Ehehe, I guess you hadn't given me one yet. ^_~
Pippin Skyweasley - Wow. You have a busy schedule and yet you somehow found the time to read and review. Arigatou!
Kawaii Kitsune Cub - Nice to see you again! Arigatou. For caring and for the compliment. ^-^
Bloodfang - Thanks for caring. Yes, I'm adding your name to my mailing list. ^-^
Maxine Liu - We'll see, k? Arigatou!
Meikyuri - You're welcome. Domo arigatou for reading my fic. Flame me if any of the OCs morph into Mary Sues or Gary Stus.
Note: If you don't understand Filipino, that's ok. You didn't miss anything. ^_~ In this chapter, we hear the side of the Shinigami's and how they were pulled into this mess.
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Word Watch
JuOhCho = Bureau of Dead
Sugoi = cool! wow! (K.H.: You get the drift)
ChiJou = Land of the Living
EnMacho = one of the ten government bureaus of the JuOhCho
Shokan Division = in charge of summoning the dead
Chara = short for character
Shinigami = god of death
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Chapter 7: Morning Gloomy
Tatsumi Seiichirou gazed out of the huge picture window of the 5-star hotel suite that he and the Rei Tantei were staying in for a few days. Outside, it was raining cats and dogs and a slight fog was beginning to form on the London streets below. The night was dark. No stars could be seen in the sky. Nothing seems to be wrong and yet everything was wrong. If that made sense.
He crossed his legs, letting his tall lanky frame sink into the soft couch. A cup of steaming coffee was in his hands. From time to time, he took sips from it. Near him, on the bed were several opened folders and his brown trench coat that he had thrown carelessly when he entered his room.
It was summer in England. It was also raining. It was a wet, wet summer as if somehow the weather spirits were making up for last year's drought. He ran a hand through his dark brown hair messing it up. His head was hurting. He had been poring over the files ever since they had gotten on the plane. His glasses were lying forgotten on the bedside table.
A slight smile played on his lips. If Tsuzuki and Watari learned that he had stayed in a 5-star suite they would flip. Everyone back in JuOhCho knew he was a tightwad. Everyone was always grumbling about his way of cutting departmental costs. Especially Watari who needed funds for his wild experiments and Tsuzuki who wasn't so happy when he learned they were cutting down on ordering sweets.
He shrugged. It didn't matter. The money they were spending wasn't from the JuOhCho anyway. That's why they could afford to live with style. Anyway, the Ministry of the Dead here was desperate and they were practically begging for help. Right now, all Tatsumi would do is just snap his fingers and they would all go catering to his every request. It was tempting to abuse the privilege. He would not of course.
His thoughts returned to the day that all these started.
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The day had started out like any other day in Meifu. Meifu, the Land of the Dead, where all year round they had cherry blossoms and where it was always spring. Meifu, just one of the vast networks that processed the dead. The exact reflection of ChiJou-the Land of the Living. Meifu, where you could walk down the mirror image of Tokyo but instead of living people, you meet the dead.
Like all days, Asato Tsuzuki was late. Konoe, the old chief of EnmaCho's Shokan Division was fuming at the violet-eyed shinigami's lateness and no one could approach him without risking having his or her necks snapped. Watari, the resident blond doctor who fancied himself a scientist had accidentally made multiple clones of 003, his pet owl. Said owl or should we say owls were now flapping madly all over the EnMacho building disrupting everyone's work. The only one who did not seem to be affected by the Monday madness was the young green-eyed shinigami, Hisoka. Perhaps, Tatsumi thought, since the boy was Tsuzuki's partner nothing could really upset the boy anymore. Tsuzuki was, for lack of a better word, a dufus. The most powerful shinigami in Meifu but a dufus nonetheless. Tatsumi had to smile at this.
"Kurosaki-kun," Tatsumi called out to the boy.
A brownish-blonde head appeared from behind a mountain of paperwork. Green eyes met Tatsumi's own blue ones. "Huh?" Hisoka asked. He was apparently dazed by the paperwork that had accumulated over the weekend.
"Where is Tsuzuki-san? Why isn't he doing his share of the paperwork?" the secretary of the Shokan Division asked in his usual stern manner.
Hisoka shrugged and frowned at the same time. Just then, the door burst open and a frazzled but handsome black haired shinigami came running in. His clothes were in disarray. His hair, a mess.
"Waaaiii! Tatsumi-san!" Tsuzuki called out cheerily. "Gomen! I was going out and I met this old woman who was lost so I went out my way to help her. But then she was hungry so I had to buy her breakfast and I sorta lost track of time and..."
"Where have I heard that before?" Tatsumi said to no one in particular. He was obviously not listening to the other shinigami.
"Tatsumi-san," Tsuzuki whined. "You're not listening."
Hisoka, the boy who will forever stay in the body of a 16-year-old, snapped his fingers suddenly, "Oh, I remember. That's Excuse No. 1496."
Tsuzuki gaped at his partner.
Tatsumi nodded, "Oh yes. I believe he used that excuse last month?" He nodded to Hisoka.
Hisoka nodded back, "One month and 3 days ago to be exact."
Tsuzuki could only stare at the two helplessly. Finally, all he could say was, "You guys are mean."
Just then five 003s zoomed in the place followed by two trainees trying to subdue the birds and a harried Watari. Konoe screamed at Watari to get the birds out of the place before slamming the door to his office shut.
A wide grin spread across Tsuzuki's face as he greeted his friend," A good day, huh?"
The blond scientist smiled back wearily, "Yeah. Just peachy." Suddenly he caught sight of Tatsumi's expression. Watari gave the secretary a sheepish smile before shouting at the two trainees, "NO! NO! That's NOT how to catch her! You'll only panicked her!" He went after them, wringing his long blond hair in frustration.
"I need coffee," Tatsumi said as he felt the beginnings of a headache. Mondays were always the worst day of the week followed closely by Friday where everyone was simply spacing out of his or her job in anticipation of the weekend.
"I need a raise," Hisoka deadpanned. "I'm doing the work of two shinigamis here."
"We don't have the budget," Tatsumi replied.
"Then take it out of that slacker's pay," Hisoka gestured to Tsuzuki.
"Waaiii! Hisoka-kun don't be mean!" Tsuzuki was doing his best impression of a wounded puppy look.
Just then, a brilliant green light flashed followed by a loud explosion that knocked every one of their feet. The entire building shook and glass windows shattered. There were screams and suddenly everything was eerily quiet.
"Oy! Watari-san!" Someone yelled from underneath the debris. Slowly, people were picking themselves up and assessing the damage. "What did YOU DO THIS TIME?!" Another yelled. Explosions were quite normal in Meifu especially with Watari around.
The scientist looked dazed and confused from where he was lying on the floor. "But... but, I didn't do anything," he stammered. 003 was hovering and cooing worriedly over her master. Somehow, the explosion had knocked the bird back into one.
Just then, everyone straightened up as they sensed an icy wave of wrongness sweep the place. It felt unclean. Dirty. WRONG. The sky outside darkened even though it was morning. Tatsumi felt his own body grow cold. He slowly stood up from where he fell, pushing aside stacks of documents, various knickknacks and a chair that had fallen on him. If he were alive, he would have suffered serious injuries. However, like most inhabitants in Meifu, they were dead so in a way they were immortal.
"Tsuzuki, are you alright?" he asked the other shinigami. Tsuzuki pulled out a shard of glass that had lodged on his shoulder. Blood gushed out then slowly trickled as his body started to heal at a pace incredible even for shinigamis.
"I'm alright," Tsuzuki replied. His purple eyes then widened. "It's Hisoka that we should worry about!" He scrambled towards his fallen partner.
Tatsumi followed his gazed and gasped. The boy Hisoka was lying face up, unmoving. Eyes open and staring into nothingness. Something was VERY wrong with the boy.
Someone screamed. People were gathering near the destroyed windows and pointing. Tatsumi shouted an order at Watari to get Hisoka to the hospital while he himself moved to the windows to see what was attracting so much attention.
It is said that it is impossible to scare a god of death but what he saw on the windows made his blood run cold. For the first time in his undead life, he was afraid.
The once beautiful and blooming cherry trees were now dying before his very eyes. Winter had come for Meifu at last.
TBC
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K.H.: Still accepting character submissions. ^_~ Moon Hee Jun, your music video ROCKS! JTL! How can I live Without Your Love? S stands for Supreme. Yay, Kang Ta, Hye Sung and Ji-Hoon! Hyde you look sooo much like Sakuya Kira/Lucifer from Angel Sanctuary *hearts*. Ayumi Hamazaki. Ayumi! Black Eyed Peas thank you for singing about the ghettos in the Philippines and rapping in Filipino too. Paolo, the Moonlight does shine on Paris after the Sun goes down...ooohhh, I feel a songfic coming...R and R, minna! Gomen, this chapter's short. Ja' ne. ^o^
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