-1DISCLAIMERS- I do not own YYH or anything else not even the computer I am typing on. (Sob)

Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo

It's Friday night. It's a clear beautiful night. And, for once my uncle doesn't have some mandatory family event planned this particular weekend. Lucky me, now I have no excuse not to go to that infernal party Yusuke is throwing. I can't even remember how I got stuck in this.

I tap my nail on my front tooth. No, no wait. Ah yes, if memory serves me correctly and by god it usually does, my sister is the sweet little thing that mentioned the shindig. She came skipping in to the living room waving her paper invitation merrily in the air and before I could jump up, drag her out of the room and duct tape her mouth shut she sang of the wondrous events bestowed upon both her and I, namely the party. I feebly mentioned the party was not championed and there would be most likely have, dare I say alcoholic beverages there. They just smiled and said "Ha ha sound like something the son of Raizen would do."

I roll my eyes at the memory and wonder where the hell is Child Protection Services when you need them.

I push my chair out and walk over to the stairs, the clock chimes nine times. I sigh and give in to my fate as my legs bend and flex their way up the stairs. I decide to take a shower just because I might be in a shitty mood at the party doesn't mean I have to smell the part.

Gathering up my shower essentials I head for the other bathroom since the first one is presently being occupied by Yu. Reaching the hall bath, I hear the shower running but since the door isn't locked I walk in. I figure if someone was inside they would have locked the door so I assume it is an abandon shower. You snooze you lose.

"Oh hey, hmm I guess I was in such a hurry to get ready I forgot to lock the door."

"Yea. I'm sorry I should have knocked first." I say backing out the steamed filled room.

"Nonsense. Stay. Have a seat. I will be done very soon so we can chat while I finish up"

"Oh kay" I say as I sit down on the toilet lid trying to think of a good conversational jump off point to have with your father as he washes up in the same room as you. "Umm, you have plans for tonight too." I venture.

"Yea, an old umm acquaintance of mine set my up with…" he quickly opens a curtain giving me the chance to see more of my father than I have seen in a very, very, very long time. "I hope me having a date tonight doesn't bother you too much." he says with the deepest concern. "Because if it does I will be more than happy to cancel it." I shake my head quickly and think at this particular moment you going on a date is one of my lesser concerns. After more minutes of forced conversation sprinkled in with random flashes nudity he was clean, towel covered and heading back to his room to dress. Leaving me to complete the task I previously came in the bathroom to do.

Finished, clean and smelling quite sexy I retrace my steps to my room. Surprise, surprise Yu is still in the bathroom. I shake my head at the female ritual of getting ready and close my bed room door.

"Hmmm." I sigh poking my bottom lip out a bit as a stare in to my closet. I can hear Yu little somewhat grating voice mock my large array of color choices. I like black damn it.

"Oh, when did I buy this?" My finger skim over a non-black, non cotton button up dress shirt. I pull the shirt from the middle of my stack of folded shirts and flick my wrist to quickly unfold it.

"Nice." I place the shirt on my bed and search for the right pants to wear. I'm not sure why I am trying so hard to find the right outfit I mean who is really going to notice what I am wearing. Honestly after the first hour of underage drinking I will be lucky if anyone remember their own names. I shrug and quickly find the perfect pair of pants. I rummage through my dresser for a black t-shirt and a pair of underwear. Boxer-briefs to be exact. All the style of a boxer with the comfort of well fitted briefs. Plus you won't the massive material wedgie you get with normal boxers and you won't be wearing the famous tighty whities.

I jump into my clothes. I fasten my black leather belt with a the silver buckle, it originally belonged to my uncle whom is a very healthy sized man so I have to wrap it around my waist twice. I put on my silver hoops, serpent necklace and matching ring. Dressed and looking rather nice, I contemplate on the many styles I could fix my hair. I opt for the spiked and unruly look.

Finally my sister emerges from her suspension chambers. She looks… "Yu, you look beautiful." She blushes and twirls around. Of course I couldn't just give her a complement she is my sister after all, so I smile and quickly add, "But after spending all that time in the bathroom getting ready, god even Kuwabara would look kinda good by now."

"Ha, ha. Very enlightening of you brother by the way nice socks."

"What?" I say looking down at my feet.

"You own more black clothes than the whole school put together and yet all of your socks are white, what gives?"

"They're comfortable." I say haughtily as I wiggle my toes.

The clock chimes once indicating it is half past, the question rolling around in my mind is it's half past what? The party officially starts at 9, well at least that's what was written on the invitation. I believe I started getting ready at exactly 9 o'clock so at the latest the time should be 9:30 I reason with myself, because everyone knows it better to figure out the time instead of walking down a hall to actually look at a clock. Confident in my own personal internal time keeping abilities I waltz down stairs to wait a bit longer for my sister who is back in her room, AGAIN.

My father greets me with a nod and a smile. I almost return the gesture, I nod and attempt a smile if it didn't come out sue me. He is sitting at the table nursing a glass of water.

"Hm, I thought you guys would be gone by now?" he says running his fingers through his hair.

"Yep." I say leaning against the countertop sip on my own glass of water. "So did I."

He flips over his wrists, " I mean the way Yu was going on and on about this party I thought she would be on the door step ten minutes before the thing even started and here it is almost two hours after."

My mind says "Oro?" as my mouth manages to ask for the time in a more dignified way.

"It's almost ten forty five."

I start my mental cursing of my lousy internal clock but before I could finish the door bell rings. Being far to busy to answer it my father happily get up and strides over to the front door.

"I see you didn't have to much difficulty in finding the place." My father says

"No, I am quite familiar with the area." the other voice answers. Damn it I know that voice, I heard that voice before but where. Where?

"Do come in."

"If you insist," the known but still not remembered voice says with a cool seductive taunt of a laugh.

I put down my glass and head for the front room with is roughly ten paces away. "That sounds like, but why would he be here?" I quietly murmur.

I swear once I turn the corner I am going to be face to face with a golden eyed platinum blonde. To my great surprise my father is shutting the door as a some red head sashays backwards into our house. This person is wearing the tightest not to mention lowest pair of black leather pants I have ever seen a individual poured into.

"So, do you plan on telling me your name?" My father asks with a smile before he realizing I had walked into the room.

"Whatever for?"

Like a dance I proceed to walk a bit closer. The read head takes three more tip-toe crossing steps backwards. My father finally acknowledges my presence with a chipper "Hey Hiei."

"Huh?" the red head almost squeaks out of surprise spinning around tripping non-to gracefully over their feet. Not really wanting to get crushed I attempt to redirect the fall but end up over compensating and manage to fall on top instead.

"Ouch" the body below me groans.

My ear is resting on this persons chest, with no boobs obstructing my view of the room I quickly conclude this person is a boy. I shake my head and glare at the boy below me. His eyes flutter for a second before opening up. I stare dumbfounded into familiar pools of emerald.

"Kurama." I barely manage to whisper.

To be continued