Disclaimer- If I owned Harry Potter or Yu Yu Hakusho, I wouldn't be sitting on my lazy butt and writing a fanfic. Duh.
A/N- Wow. I've got two stories that I rarely update and yet boom! here comes another one. I'm really into this one, though, so hopefully updates will be faster. No promises, though, because I don't want to break them. Anyway, this idea came to me one day and as far as I know is one ofa kind.
That being said, don't steal my cross-over plot!
Enjoooooooooy!
"No."
"But-"
"No."
"You-"
"Damn it, Botan," Yusuke growled, lifting his sunglasses on top of his head, glaring up at the ferry girl. "I said no and I mean no!" He stretched his bare arm above his head, leaning back against his lawn chair, his sunglasses tipping forward and landing on the tip of his nose.
"Oh, fine," Botan grumbled. Still in her pink kimono she resorted to sitting on a chair beside him, oar disappearing with a flick of her wrist. "I'll just have to stay here 'till you give in. Koenma-sama said it was very important."
"In case you haven't noticed, he always says that," Yusuke retorted, peering through his sunglasses down at his green swim trunks. "Well, I'm dry." A mischivious grin on his face, Yusuke leapt to his feet and tossed off his sunglasses. "CANON BALL!" he yelled, dashing to the deep end of the built-in pool and jumping in. Water sprayed everywhere, drenching both Keiko and Shizuru who were sun bathing on the side-lines.
"Yusuke!" Keiko shrieked, glaring at the boy who was cackling along with Kuwabara in the pool.
"S-Sorry Keiko," Yusuke sputtered, leaning against the side of the pool, his expression making it only all too obvious he wasn't sorry in the least bit.
"You are not," Keiko snapped. Her target, however, ignored her, too busy trying to shove Kuwabara under the water, the latter of which was attempting the same of Yusuke.
"It's so nice for you to have your friends over, Shuiichi." Kurama removed the ice cubes from their tray, ignoring the clink they made as he dropped them into several glasses, eyes trained instead on his mother.
"If you say so," he sighed, returning the ice trays to the freezer. He caught a glance of the drenched girls on the deck. Keiko looked absolutely furious, Shizuru more torn between mild irritation and amusement.
"No, really," Shiori insisted, pouring freshly made lemonade into each of the glasses. "They're nice people, especially that young lady Shizuru, it's so nice to see you two together. And to think it seems like just yesterday you were insisting you had no interest in dating-"
"Mother!" Kurama nearly dropped the place of cookies clutched between his hands, looking rather flustered as his face tinged with red
"Sorry, Shuiichi, just you never went to a dance - oh, I know you were asked several times-"
"Shizuru and I are friends, nothing more," Kurama gently explained, taking up the tray of glasses in one hand, the plate of cookies in the other and heading outside. Shiori shook her head and followed him outside with the pitcher of remaining lemonade.
"Yusuke, Koenma says it's important!" Botan trailed after a soaking Yusuke whom, along with an equally wet Kuwabara, headed over to Kurama, eager to scarf down his mother's famous cookies.
"I don't care," Yusuke replied before gulping down a glass of lemonade.
"But-"
"I already told you, I'm on vacation. Hey, Kur-er, Shuiici, why don't you jump in with us?"
"No, I couldn't." Kurama shook his head.
"Sure you could," Kuwabara argued, grabbing his own cookie. "It's your pool."
"But the dishes-"
"I'll take care of them," Shiori answered, scooting Kurama off with a wave of her hand. "You go change." Kurama hesitated a moment before marching off to his room.
"Thank you, Minamino-san." Keiko gave a slight bow to the older woman, wincing as Yusuke and Kuwabara pulled another round of cannon balls.
"It's my pleasure, dear," Shiori replied with a soft smile. "I just wish all of Shuiichi's friends have been able to make it. He mentioned something about his smaller friend... Oh, well." Her eyes landed on Botan who was glaring daggers at Yusuke for running off again. "I'm sorry, I don't believe I've met you..."
"I let her in through the gate," Kurama lied, emerging from the house in his red swim trunks, a towel slung over his shoulder. "Sorry, Mother, I thought I told you."
"All right, then," Shiori smiled. "I'll leave you all alone now. Have fun." She went into the house, shutting the door behind her with a final click. It was almost a warning for Kurama not to go back until the house until he'd at least stuck his feet in the shallow end. Kurama blinked, looking at the three girls before him as an awkward silence fell over them filled only by Yusuke and Kuwabara's splashes and yells.
"Why are you here?" Kurama asked at last, breaking the ice as he turned his full attention to Botan.
"Koenma has a mission for you, but Yusuke isn't cooperating," Botan explained, trailing along behind him as he left his towel on the porch and turned for the pool. Keiko and Shizuru returned to their sunbathing. "I'm not sure on specifics, but we've even bribed Hiei to get in on this one." Kurama stopped, turning to face Botan with a quizzical stare.
"And why is Yusuke refusing to help?"
"Well, he claims that he's on vacation, and I suppose he is, and he really isn't Spirit Detective anymore... But saving the world is important you know!"
"Have you told him how important this mission is?"
"Well, no, not exactly..." Kurama sighed.
"Perhaps if he knew of its importance he would be more helpful, don't you think?"
"Oh. Well, yes, that makes sense." Botan tinged with pink. "I'll do that. You're brilliant Kurama, as smart as ever!"
"I do try..." Kurama grinned as Botan marched over to Yusuke with a determined gleam in her eye. A sigh soon passed his lips as he lowered himself on the edge of the pool, dunking his feet into the cool water. Perhaps his Mother was right when she said he needed to get out more. His green eyes trailed back to Botan and the boys, whom by now were in a rather loud argument.
"If it's for the good of the planet you should help out a bit!"
"I've saved the world three times already, I don't need to do it again!"
"Urameshi, be a man-"
"Like you're one to talk!"
"Shut up!"
"Why don't you make me!" Kuwabara lunged forward, tackling Yusuke and bringing them both to the ground. From there they exchanged punches, as per usual with their fights.
"It may interest you to know that both Hiei and I have been recruited for this mission," Kurama stated as he walked over to the wrestling duo, his calm voice bringing an end to their yells. The boys stood and brushed themselves off acting as if they were trying to regain their dignity after such a petty squabble. Yusuke looked between Kurama and Botan trying to decide if they were telling the truth. Finally deciding that Kurama wasn't one to lie about something like this, Yusuke sighed.
"Well, if you've got fox boy and the midget you're gonna need someone to tell 'em what to do," he said at last, wiping off his chin. "You still in Kuwabara? No concert tickets this time?"
"Wouldn't miss it for the world!" Kuwabara grinned, obviously pleased to be back in business even if he didn't know what they were all getting into.
"That's kind of a contradiction... So, Botan, what does Toddler Breath need us to do, anyway?"
"I have no idea." Botan smiled as she sheepishly rubbed the back of her head.
"You came all the way down here to recruit me for a mission you know nothing about!"
"Well, Koenma did say it was important and there's no use in repeating yourself, right?"
"Sometimes I wonder why I take this job," Yusuke twitched.
"Like it or not you're stuck with it," Botan replied. "Anyway, Koenma wanted to see you right away. We'd best get a move on before he gets too impatient."
"I'll tell Mother," Kurama said as he walked by them toward the house.
"Not yet," Yusuke said suddenly, grabbing Kurama by the arm.
"Why not?" Kurama asked, looking puzzled.
"You haven't gotten wet yet." There was a pause long enough for realization to replace his expression of confusion, though by then it was far too late; Yusuke had pushed him into the pool. He surfaced, sputtering and wiped the water from his eyes. His red hair was plastered to his head and black, making him look rather funny. Yusuke and Kuwabara were on the sidelines with split sides from laughing, leaning against Botan who looked rather disgruntled as they dampened her kimono. Kurama swam to the side of the pool as Botan shook off the boys whom promptly fell to the ground.
"It wasn't that funny," Botan grumbled, crossing her arms. Kurama shook his head, spraying water everywhere.
"That was refreshing," Kurama said, tone flat as he walked back to the porch and dried himself off best he could. "I'll tell Mother and change. I suggest you do the same if we're to go see Koenma."
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"Where are they?"
"I don't know sir!" The ogre trembled before the angry toddler, hands held before him in self-defense. The Prince of Spirit World fumed in his chair behind his desk, the latter of which was scattered with papers and his stamp. Hiei stood in the corner with his eyes closed, arms folded across his chest. He was there only because Koenma had promised him freedom after this mission; at least then he would no longer be indebted to Spirit World and could return to the Demon World.
"If they don't get here in the next five minutes, I swear I'll-"
"What, throw your pacifier at us?" Yusuke sauntered into the room shortly followed by Kuwabara, Kurama and Botan. Kuwabara was staggering and looked a bit green; he had never taken well to Botan's oar rides.
"Can it, Yusuke, this isn't a time for jokes." Koenma hopped out of his chair and walked around his desk, the only thing visible before he came into full view the bobbing of the top of his hat. "You've got a mission and a serious one at that."
"Well, you gonna fill us in or what? I didn't come all this way for you to tell me what I already know." Yusuke scowled, glaring down at Koenma who returned the look.
"Actually, we're waiting for someone else. An old friend of mine. He should be here soon; he isn't late."
"Shouldn't he be here now, then?"
"No, actually, I expected it to take much longer for Botan to convince you to get here. In the meantime," Koenma continued, walking over to a door that lead off to a side room, ignoring Yusuke's dirty look, "I'm going to get ready." He reached up and opened the door with his small hands, pulling it shut behind him as he entered the room.
"Well that's bogus," Yusuke grumbled, slouching as he stared at the door.
"It makes sense, Detective," Hiei said, his crimson eyes focused on the group. "From what I hear this man will play an important part of this... fiasco. Besides, you'd be better off waiting until the oaf has his head out of the trash can." He turned his gaze to Kuwabara who, sure enough, was bent over with his head in the trash can. However, Yusuke didn't pay him any mind, instead staring at Hiei with an odd look.
"Not that it matters, but why do you have a British accent?"