FW: Finally back. About 30 seconds after I posted the last chapter, I realized I had no idea what to do next. So, my first writer's block! Yay! (throws confetti)
Youko: Moron. Oooo, it's SHINY!
FW: And to be honest, I STILL have no idea where I'm going with this, so we'll just see what happens won't we. And because finals are today and tomorrow, I'm finally done French class!
Kurama: Then shouldn't you be studying-
Yusuke and Kuwabara: No!
Kurama: -instead of writing about us?
Yusuke and Kuwabara: Wait, yes!
FW: Yeah, I guess I should too, but I really don't want to. But now my drama workshop class is almost done! No! That class was awesome! Playing Whose Line is it Anyway games for a grade! How cool is that?
Hiei: Not very.
FW: Well there's an interesting thought. Hiei on Whose Line. Heh, he'd probably just stand there doing absolutely nothing the whole time. Too bad there are already way to many parodies of Whose Line already.
Hiei: Hn.
FW: But I did do one thing relating the fanfiction… I've come up with a name for my readers! Ferris-Followers!
Botan: That's a bit arrogant wouldn't you think?
FW: Well, yeah. But Readers just sounds annoying, so there we go! Now to the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho or Whose Line is it Anyway.
START
Koenma was confused. He normally made it a point to stay ahead of everyone else, or at least ahead of his detectives. Lately though, it seemed fate had other plans for him. Kurama had gone missing, Yusuke and Kuwabara weren't checking in, which wasn't really saying anything since they never did, and then Hiei comes barging in with a demand to talk to Kuronue, then leaves without a word.
The prince pounded a tiny fist on his desk in rage. Wasn't HE the one supposed to be in control? "I need to blow some steam…" he muttered to himself as darkly as a little kid voice can sound. "Botan, get your butt over here!" He yelled into the P.A. system.
Minutes later, Botan bounced into the office. "Yes Sir?" She asked, giggling.
"Useless labor, useless labor, useless labor…" Koenma chanted in his head, trying to come up with something incredibly stupid for her to do. "I want you to teach Jorge how to fly." Yup, that's pretty stupid.
Botan stared, endless giggles instantly silenced. "What?" She managed to spit out of her confusion.
"You heard me! Get to it!"
With a lot less cheer, Botan dragged herself out of his office.
Koenma, now alone, imagined the ferry girl trying to teach the dumb ogre how to fly. He felt better already.
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"-so then, are you two listening to me?" The fuzz demon wheezed nastily.
"Uh, no," Yusuke answered, unamused and in the middle of cleaning out his ear with his finger.
"Ew Urameshi, that's gross!"
Yusuke rolled his eyes. "What are you, a girl?" He stuck his wax-covered finger in his best friend's face, just inches from his nose. "Look at it!"
While the two boys fought each other over something as trivial as ear wax, the midget demon (no, not Hiei! It's amazing!) started coughing. A lot.
"Hair ball?" The cat owning human asked, postponing his brawl for later.
"He's not a cat, Kuwabara-" but the detective instantly ate his words, as the troll coughed up… a hairball. "Man, do you eat your hair or something?"
The fuzzy demon looked up, and though you couldn't see his face, one would get the impression of him smirking. The look that says "I know something you don't know". He silently pushed the tiny, furry ball past the bars of their confinements.
Yusuke leaned closer, sticking out a finger to poke it, but Kuwabara grabbed his hand and yanked him back. "Don't touch it Uramashi! Jeez, hasn't Spirit World taught you anything? You don't just poke random enemy's stuff!"
Yusuke glared, "Well so-orry they didn't have a do's and don't's seminar!"
Sensing yet another argument approaching, their captor cut in first. "Tell me where the Eye of Tepurt is," he ordered, all nasally.
"We don't know, ok," the taller detective answered instantly.
"We could have LIED, YOU MORON!" Yusuke exploded, but his partner wasn't looking at him. He was still staring at the hairball, starting to look sick. "I'm over here, genius," but he followed the other's gaze anyway.
The sphere was starting to grow. The strands of hair moving of their own accord, stretching, reaching for the detectives. "What the heck?" Yusuke sputtered in shock, right before a lock wrapped itself around his shoelace.
The hairy demon was watching all this in obvious amusement. "Do you really think I would have survived this long without a special trick? I'm Koi, master of the acidic hair."
"Koi, huh? Cute. But you'll always be Fuzz-guy to me," Yusuke smirked. Sure, he'd been shaken up a little when the hair first started coming for him, but really, it was just hair. No big deal. The demon was still grinning though, and then Yusuke processed the other half of his sentence. "ACIDIC hair?"
The boys looked at Yusuke's shoelace. It was covered in what looked like green slime, but what made their eyes widen were the growing holes in the string.
Quickly, the leader yanked his sneaker off, and the best friends scurried to the far end of the cage. "Stomach acid," Kuwabara said between his heavy breathing.
"Very good," Koi said, good-naturedly. "You must be the brains behind the brawns-" Yusuke burst out laughing- "no if you'll excuse me, if the Eye has truly returned to the Makai, I shall be the one to get it. I have a little… unfinished business with a certain ferry girl." With that, Koi left the room.
"Ferry girl, you don't think he means Botan?" Kuwabara immediately assumed the worst.
"It doesn't really matter right now. Or maybe you haven't notice, we're in a small cage, while hair is about to eat us!"
"…."
"And yes, I KNOW how stupid that sounds!"
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Meanwhile, Youko and Kurama were still in pursuit of the thief. "He's fast, I'll give him that," Youko growled at one point, and Kurama had been grateful for the break of silence.
Now the silence was spreading again though, their prey was nowhere in sight, and it was starting to get dark. Darkness is a double-edged sword, however. "He'll assume we gave up," Kurama pointed out. "All it will take is an ambush." Youko nodded. The night would cover them, and if they were lucky, he might even be asleep.
The sunset falls quickly in the Makai, and tonight was no exception. It was a moonless night, perfect aid for one who can rely on other senses.
The thief sat on the higher branches of a tall, sturdy tree. He knew he was being chased, but he was arrogantly confident of his own abilities and cleverness. A runner would never notice him so high in the tree, if he was even still running. It had been some time since he fled from the inn.
He leaned his bald, purple head against the tree, humanoid frame relaxing to sleep.
When the tree stabbed him. A branch right through the chest. "How?" He coughed, expelling blood with the word. He turned his fuzzy gaze to the ground, where a redheaded human stood.
The tree reached down with another branch, and the teenager stepped onto it gracefully. Careful with its cargo, the limb lifted itself to the purple thief's level.
"No, not a human," the dying demon thought, correcting his earlier analysis. No human had that much power, or such long nails. He was wrong in his "redheaded" notice too, up close, he could see the boy's hair color wasn't pure. The were silver strands laced through it.
"I believe that is mine," the object of his thoughts broke in, ripping the Eye of Tepurt from his lax grasp.
The last thing he noticed before death inevitably claimed him, was the boy's eyes were closed.
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Hiei's jagan snapped shut, and he broke off in a run. Kurama's signature energy was known to the small demon as well as his own and Yukina, but using his powers made locating him even easier. He'd have to thank him for that while he dragged him back home. Probably kicking and screaming. Hiei was definitely not looking forward to this.
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Ignoring the dead body that now kept him company on the tree branch, the two foxes stared deeply into the little gem they'd gone through so much for. How long ago since Youko possessed Kurama and stole it? A day ago, two?
They concentrated, pouring all their mental energy into making the glittering object tell them what they wanted. "Where is Kuronue," they both spoke, monotone. Both voices sounded through his mouth, and before their eyes, the jewel flashed once.
They both stared. "Did you see-" Kurama asked, a little doubtful.
"Yes," Youko cut him off, more than just a tad anxious. He didn't know why it was working now when it hadn't before, but he wasn't about to complain.
A beam of light slowly came forth from the Eye, spreading outward to grow bigger. Inside, the three worlds were being languidly mapped out, as if an invisible hand were drawing. When the worlds were created, in amazing detail, a green speck shined bright against the red.
"That must be Kuronue," Youko said, in awe. "He's alive!"
Kurama took control long enough to lean forward, he read the names of the towns closest to the barren, in the middle of nowhere place their friend occupied. "He's just east of Nort," the human pointed out. "Only a few hours from here."
Youko closed their hand around the Eye of Tepurt, effectively stopping its powers. "Let's go."
END CHAPTER 6
FW: I know, I know. I planned to have Hiei show up here, but I found a better way to reintroduce him!
Hiei: Reintroduce me? I never left the story!
FW: As far as Kurama's concerned, you did.
Yusuke: You're going to kill me off with a HAIRBALL? Talk about an undignified way to die!
FW: I didn't even know you knew that word. So anyway, challenge is still up then. Review, don't, flame. I'll take it in stride!