Hello, hello. Yes, this is a crossover between Inuyasha and Yu Yu Hakusho, and yes, that's been done before many a time. I won't bother reassuring you that this is different from the others, because while I may think it is, it's really up to you guys. Actually, I wrote this a while back and sort of left it to ferment in my metaphorical basement, but hey, everyone comes back to something sometime. I hope you enjoy it!

Random Bit of Useless Information: Breaks will indicate either time jumps or perspective changes. Hurrah!

Disclaimer: Dude, I can't even afford my own car. What makes you think I'd own either of these two amazing series?


Chapter One: The Cousin From Hell

"See ya later, guys!" Kagome waved cheerily, hopping into the well. Five hundred years and several moments later, she popped her head back out and breathed in the industrial air of modern-day Japan. "Ah, no place like home. Isn't that right…Inuyasha?"

The sneaky hanyou halted in mid-step. "Yeah, sure, whatever," he mumbled guiltily.

"Which raises the question," Kagome continued, glaring at him pointedly. "WHY are you here?"

Inuyasha looked awkwardly at her. "Just…seeing you off?"

"Uh huh. Sure."

Kagome began to walk away, obviously in a bad mood, despite her earlier façade with Sango and Miroku. Inuyasha followed her. The teen whipped around and yelled directly in his face.

"Go HOME, Inuyasha!" Inuyasha twitched and fell over.

Kagome blinked. "Uh…?"

"My ears…" he moaned. "My oh so sensitive ears…"

Her eye ticked slightly. "Pansy."

He shot her a glare and uncovered his ears. "I can still hear that. How does that term go? Oh yes. What's YOUR damage?"

She stared up at the sky in frustration. "Family issues."

The hanyou sat up. "Oh? Do tell."

Kagome heaved a sigh. "My family went off to Okinawa for a trip, but since I was away in your era, I couldn't come. Apparently, they don't think I'm old enough to handle myself, despite the fact that I'm CONSTANTLY FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE IN THE WARRING STATES ERA, and have insisted that I spend some time at my cousin's house. Well, there's also the fact that I was failing so badly at this school that they transferred me to his, but whatever. The main point is that I cannot STAND my cousin, I haven't even talked to him in years, and frankly, we just plain hate each other."

"What," asked Inuyasha, trying to appear disinterested, "is he a jackass or something?"

Kagome rolled her eyes. "Take Miroku's personality and add in your temper plus a really warped sense of humor, and that's him in a nutshell. Urameshi Yusuke, how CAN I be related to you!" she yelled up to the sky.

"That bad, huh?" Inuyasha yawned. He was beginning to look edgy. "Well, if that's your lame problem, I'll be going now-" He stopped in mid-yawn at the rather evil, sly smile that Kagome was giving him. "What?"

"Oh, you're not going ANYWHERE, Inuyasha," Kagome answered sweetly. "On the contrary, you're staying with me the entire, and yes, I do mean the ENTIRE time that I must suffer at my cousin's. Besides," she added, twirling a small charm casually around her finger, "what better time to try out the new technique that Kaede taught me?"

The hanyou went dead white. "You don't mean…?"

Kagome smirked. "Oh, but I do."

"Oh. HELL. No."

Kagome's smile grew even wider. "Well, my dear Inuyasha, you need SOME sort of punishment for following me, don't you?"

"YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE!" Inuyasha screamed, running away at top youkai speed.

Kagome just rolled her eyes. "Resistance is futile, Inu, haven't you learned that yet?" she muttered under her breath. "OSUWARI!"

(THUD)

Kagome clipped the charm on to the semi-conscious hanyou's rosary beads and closed her eyes. "Power of purity, power of light, I, Higurashi Kagome, call on thee to do my bidding. Bind the darkness in this boy's soul. Dispel the demonic power and release the mortality hidden within. Ningen…bind!"

A black haired, brown-eyed Inuyasha glared balefully up at Kagome from his seat on the ground. "I. Hate. You."

Kagome stuck her tongue out and winked. "Cheers, Inu."

And Inuyasha…twitched.


"Well, isn't this just lovely?" yelled Yusuke, chucking yet another pillow into the wall.

"It's not that bad, Yusuke," comforted Kurama, picking feathers amiably out of his long red hair.

"Yes, it IS!"

"I agree with Yusuke," said Hiei absently from the windowsill. "It's that bad."

Yusuke threw up his hands. "Finally! A supporter!"

"Yeah, well, Hiei isn't entirely sane," Kuwabara pointed out, glaring at the black-clad demon.

"It's true," shot back Hiei with a slight smirk. "Similar to the way that you aren't entirely intelligent."

It took both Kurama and a heavily sweatdropping Yukina to restrain the carrot-top from lunging across the room and strangling Hiei. Yusuke's eye was still twitching spasmodically.

"This…cannot…be happening…"

Of course, the object of his torment happened to come bursting into Yusuke's bedroom at that very moment, dressed in a dark green parka with cargo pants and shouting merrily, "Well, I'm all ready and unpacked for the next few weeks, people!"

"NOOOOO!" screamed Yusuke, falling to his knees and sobbing uncontrollably.

Botan folded her arms and leaned against the doorway. "C'mon, Yusuke, it's not like I'm Death itself or something--wait…" She stared at the ceiling thoughtfully for a moment.

"Your observation of the obvious is incredible, ferry girl."

"Why thank you Hiei," Botan said in a sickeningly sweet voice, before turning back to Yusuke. "I mean, so I might have sang the 'Everybody's Nerves' song and used my oar to whack you needlessly on the head once…twice…several times…a lot…" She blinked. "Okay, so you DO have a legitimate reason to hate me."

"Well thank you Princess Prettypants," snapped Yusuke. This caused everyone in the room to screech to a halt and stare at him. He shrugged. "What? 'Captain Obvious' was getting old."

Everyone who understood what had just taken place was apparently satisfied with that answer. A very awkward silence nevertheless followed, which Botan promptly broke by wandering across the room, summoning her oar, and smacking Hiei over the head with it. This emitted cries of surprised and angry pain from the fire demon.

"WHY YOU--" He stared up at her smiling face and abruptly fell silent.

Kuwabara, still desperate for a comeback to the intelligence comment, caught on to this immediately. "Looks like Shorty's got a thing for Botan!"

He then spent the next few minutes struggling to remain conscious, courtesy of a certain youkai's sword hilt, and a certain ferry girl's oar. Unfortunately for the aforementioned attackers, the damage had already been done. Hiei and Botan turned around to see the remaining occupants staring at them strangely. Hiei glared. Botan blanched.

"Oh, come on, you people don't really think—me and him!"

Yusuke shifted uncomfortably, this new revelation making him forget about his other issues. "Well, Hiei HAS been acting awfully nice to you lately…"

"And you two have been hanging out a lot recently…" Yukina mumbled.

"Alone…" added Kurama, a vaguely evil glint in his eyes.

The sound of Hiei's katana sliding out of its sheath could be heard quite clearly in the suddenly silent room. Botan still looked like she was in a state somewhere between incredulity and terror. Kuwabara…was still semi-conscious.

"But—but--" stammered Botan. "How could you ever think—in a million years--" She threw up her hands in exasperation. "Oh come on people, what's wrong with you! I can't decide whether to laugh or cry about this!"

Hiei put his two cents in via his katana—Yusuke's lamp suddenly lost a few inches on the bottom. Everyone else mulled over the matter for a moment, then blew collective sighs of relief.

"So you're really not?" Yusuke chanced to ask.

"NO!"

"Ah. Good. That would have been way too bizarre."

Hiei and Botan both proceeded to glare at him…it actually proved very intimidating.

"Well," Hiei said coldly. "Now that THAT'S been sorted out…" He walked over to Kuwabara, his katana still in his hand. "I was going to refrain from doing this for a few years, but frankly for that little suggestion you really deserve it."

It suddenly hit everyone as to what he had in mind as he swung the sword in a high arc, heading in the direction of his fellow Tantei's neck. "NO, HIEI!" screamed four hysterical voices at once.

Hiei stopped and sullenly sheathed his blade, giving them all a look that clearly said, 'yeah, like YOU never thought about doing it.'

After everyone finished hyperventilating, Yukina bowed apologetically. "Gomen, but I have to go. It's just…a friend of mine may have gotten a lead on my brother. I'll see you later. Ja ne!" She gave everyone a huge smile and left the room.

Yusuke just shook his head. "Huh. Family issues. Seeeeerious family issues." Hiei was about to shoot him the death glare when Yusuke's eyes popped out of his head. "HOLY FRIGGIN' CRAP! KAGOME'S COMING!"

He turned to everyone pleadingly. "Uh…I kinda need everyone's help cleaning the place up. See, my cousin's coming in a few hours and I need it spotless by then or else all Hell will break loose."

The occupants of the room stared at him as though he'd just given them the death sentence. This room alone was a disaster. Pillowcases all over the floor. Clothes. Trash. Broken gizmos. Feathers everywhere. Yusuke glared at them.

"Come on, you people owe me! You owe me for…for…well, I don't know, but we've gone through so much crap that you have to owe me for SOMETHING, and now you get to pay up. Let's go people! No time to lose!" And with that he suddenly grabbed a random broom and ran out of the room.

The remaining people stood silently, blinking. Then Botan threw up her hands and muttered something about having to stay there anyway, and Kuwabara just shrugged and started picking up the feathers. Kurama shook his head. Yusuke really needed to do things ahead of time. He was about to mention this to Hiei, but when he looked over, no one was there. It was then that he noticed the open window. Hiei had ditched them.


Kagome sighed wearily, carrying the packages of clothing. "Inuyasha…you might as well get over it because I'm not turning you back." The former hanyou continued to glare at her. She stopped and glared right back. "No way mister, I just went through all that trouble to get you temporarily enrolled in that school, and now I'm not changing a thing!"

She shook open her map. "Okay, so if we just passed this street here, and the school is here, and the mall is there, then Yusuke's house should be right there—oh, FOR THE LOVE OF!"

Inuyasha looked over at her curiously. Kagome smacked herself in the head. "Aaah, they moved. Now, where did I put those directions—aw, man, this day just keeps getting worse and worse!"

"Screw something else up?" Inuyasha snorted.

Kagome's eye twitched. "OSUWARI!"

"ITAI! …Bitch…"

Kagome searched frantically through her pockets and luggage, but deep down she already knew that she'd left the directions at home. "Oh, this is not good," she moaned. "Even spending time with Yusuke is better than having to wander around the streets all night!"

"You mean we're lost!" Inuyasha screeched. "We're lost on the streets of this freaky era of yours and I'm in my human form and I'm stuck in these ridiculous clothes, KAGOME ARE YOU REALLY THAT INCOMPETENT!"

A growl that would have made even Kouga jealous escaped Kagome's lips. "Inuyasha… OSUWARIOSUWARIOSUWARIOSUWARI!" Now that the boy was only vaguely conscious, Kagome got back down to business.

"If only he had a cell phone…" the raven haired girl mumbled dejectedly to herself as she dragged two bags of luggage, some school uniforms, and a semi-conscious teenager down the dark street. "What to do, what to do, I don't even know his home phone number anymore. Arg, I'm so irresponsible."

"Kagome…you're pulling my hair out," whined Inuyasha, having revived enough to speak again.

She sweatdropped and dropped him. He quickly scrambled up, and was blessedly silent for a while. He'd had enough 'sits' to last a lifetime, and it was twice as painful when he was human.

Try as she might, Kagome could not think of a solution to her problem. She couldn't take it anymore. "Arg…DO YOU JUST HATE ME UP THERE? DO YOU! WHY MUST EVERYTHING GO WRONG! IS IT TOO MUCH TO ASK THAT I CAN JUST GET TO MY STUPID COUSIN'S HOUSE! URAMESHI YUSUKE, WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!"

Inuyasha stared at her as though she were insane, then wisely decided to inch away from the furious miko. Hesitant footsteps made both of them pause.

"Ano…are you looking for Yusuke's house?"

Kagome blinked and stared at the mild-mannered, brunette teen. It took her a few minutes to recognize her. "Keiko-chan!"

The girl's eyes widened. Inuyasha looked confused.

"Kagome-chan!" Keiko hugged the other girl tightly. "Oh, it's been so long! I haven't seen you in years!"

"Ah, I know, but there's only so long I can stand that jerk of a cousin of mine!"

Keiko released Kagome and turned to Inuyasha. "And you are…"

"Inuyasha," Kagome cut in quickly. "He's my…uh…friend, and he so kindly volunteered to keep me company as I suffer my time here."

Keiko looked the boy over and Kagome held her breath, praying that the hanyou wouldn't do anything bizarre in front of her old friend. He LOOKED normal enough. She'd gotten him into a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt. He refused to wear sneakers, so they compromised and he was now in sandals. He had the appearance, more or less, of your average teenager. Actions, however, were another story.

Keiko pointed at him questioningly. "Your boyfriend?"

Both of them blanched. "NO!" they shouted together.

"No, no, nooooo, Keiko-chan," Kagome said hastily. "It's just that I'd rather not spend any time alone with Yusuke. Cousin or not, he's still a pervert."

"And none know that better than I," sighed Keiko. "But in any case, do you need help getting to his house?"

"YES!" Kagome and Inuyasha yelled, once again in unison.

Keiko sweatdropped slightly. "I'd be all too happy…"


"Wow, life must be awfully boring here if that's all you can say," Kagome commented as the trio walked down the street.

"Um, yeah, boring," Keiko agreed nervously. "C'mon, Keiko, don't let them see you sweat," she whispered to herself.

In catching up with Kagome her descriptions had been incredibly vague. After all, it was kind of difficult to give her a detailed summary of her missing years without mentioning death, demons, and the inevitable chaos. And Kagome had never been the type of girl to believe in those things, even when they were little. While Kagome was only a year older than Keiko, she'd been a skeptic from the age of five and onward. Keiko couldn't think of a thing that would have changed her views.


"Well, this place is certainly a lot fancier than their apartment," announced Kagome, secretly relieved that they had finally arrived. It had been so hard come up with a background for Inuyasha, not to mention talking about what she'd been doing for the past few years. In fact, most of her side of the story had been complaints about how she was failing in school. Keiko was very open-minded, but Kagome didn't want to have to burden her with the fantastic tale of Inuyasha and the feudal era. It was complicated enough for her to accept time travel and spells and demons and the like. She didn't want to drag Keiko into the madness.


Keiko bowed. "Uh…I'd better get going. I've got a lot to do tonight. Good to see you again, Kagome-chan! Nice to meet you, Inuyasha! Ja ne!"

"Ja ne, Keiko-chan!" Kagome said happily.

Inuyasha just stared at the sky. Keiko sweatdropped slightly. Inuyasha didn't seem like much of a social person.

Careful to keep a smile on her face, Keiko bowed again and walked off. Once she was around the corner, she gave a sigh of relief. Well, at least that was over. She shook her head slightly.

"Yusuke and Kagome, together again," she murmured. "What sorts of Hell are going to break loose?" She shuddered. Whatever it was, she wasn't going to be around to see its premier.


With a strong sense of impending doom, Kagome knocked on her cousin's front door and waited. A few crashes and yells of alarm came from inside the house, and she blew a mushroom sigh. Some things never change.

"I bet Aunt Atsuko is off on another one of her binges," she mumbled to herself.

Inuyasha raised an inquiring eyebrow. Kagome pantomimed chugging a bottle of sake.

"Ah, like Miroku's old monk, huh?"

"Precisely," Kagome groaned. Then the door suddenly swung open. Kagome stared. She blurted out the first thing that came to mind. "Holy friggin' crap, Yusuke, you look like hell!"

Her cousin gave her a flat glare. "Gee, Kagome, I'm happy to see you too."

But Kagome had a valid point. Dust smudges were all over the boy's face and arms, and his T-shirt and jeans were covered in soot and paint. His hair was gel-less for once, and Kagome was sure she saw a spider web or two among the tangles. One glance at Inuyasha told her that the hanyou was clearly not impressed with her relative. Yusuke suddenly noticed Inuyasha.

"And he is…?"

"Your worst nightmare," Inuyasha hissed under his breath. Kagome nudged him lightly. Yusuke held out a hand.

"Nice to meet you." He looked at him closely. "That's funny, you don't LOOK like a Honda…"

Inuyasha stared at him as though he were Sesshoumaru (one of the worst stares Inuyasha could give) and Kagome twitched. Already her cousin's idiotic humor kicked in. Although since when was he afraid of cars…?

"This is Inuyasha," Kagome said stiffly as the former dog demon cautiously shook Yusuke's hand. "I didn't want to be trapped alone in the house with you, especially since we both know Aunt Atsuko isn't going to be home."

Yusuke let go of Inuyasha's hand and gave her a dirty look. "You could have at least told me first. If you had, you would have known that I was having a friend over anyway. Who's this guy anyway, your BOYFRIEND?"

"Hardly!" Kagome snapped. "And who are you having over, your girlfriend? Considering Keiko hasn't said anything about staying here, it'd better either be a boy or another relative, because I will NOT have you cheating on her!"

"What, you had the time to talk to Keiko, and you couldn't tell me about this?" Inuyasha was beginning to look both bored and annoyed, but Kagome no longer cared. She was in all-out Amazon mode now. "For your information, YUSUKE, she brought me over here! And all I have to say is—who the hell is that?"


Yusuke stared at his evil cousin blankly, then turned around. And there was Kuwabara, fast asleep on his couch. Yusuke hit the panic button and went from 'must-beat-evil-cousin-in-war-of-wits' mode to 'ah-crap-how-do-I-explain-all-this' mode. His three "recruits" had been helping him clean the entire day, albeit reluctantly, but Kagome had shown up so unexpectedly that he hadn't had time to ask them to leave. And as for why Kuwabara was currently sleeping on the couch for all the world to see…well, Yusuke HAD worked them to the bone. He just prayed that Botan and Kurama were still conscious and out of sight for the moment.

Yusuke laughed nervously. "Uh…yeah…him. That's Kuwabara. See, I kinda had a few friends over today, and I guess I wore them out. Um…a couple other people are around here somewhere too. I'll introduce you when I find them…heh…"

The look Kagome was giving him at the moment was one that Yusuke got all too often. It was the look that clearly stated that he was an idiot. But now that the spirit detective remembered that his fellow Tantei were still lurking around the house, he no longer feared his cousin. He feared his friends. Although none of them could really complain while they were working, now that their labor was over they could unleash their wrath upon Yusuke. And he was frightened. Especially since the house had been a lot messier than originally anticipated. Luckily, Kuwabara was now asleep, but he still had Kurama and Botan to deal with, and they were a great deal scarier.

"Please come in," he said with a false politeness, opening the door a little wider for the pair. There was a splashing noise and a scream from one of the rooms that made all three of them sweatdrop heavily, but Yusuke wasn't about to investigate the sound. No, for once it was safer with Kagome. Yusuke shook his head. He never thought he'd be saying that.

They stood in an awkward silence for a few minutes, since none of them had anything to say after the mysterious splash, and the couch was taken.

"So…these friends of yours…" Kagome said finally, fiddling around with a strap on her backpack.

"Oh, right," Yusuke agreed, happy in spite of himself for the sudden spark in conversation. "Well, there's the person who's going to be staying over, and that's Botan-oh, and here she is now," he added, seeing the blue-haired girl leaning heavily against the doorway leading to the kitchen.

He gulped. From the look on her face, Botan's personality had one-eightied. She was haggard and worn and looked ready to kill--kill Yusuke, that is.

He gave another nervous laugh. "Hey…Botan…what's up?" The ferry girl was too tired and out of breath to speak, much to Yusuke's relief. Unfortunately for him, she then held up a sign.

SLAVE LABOR SHOULD BE MADE ILLEGAL.

Suddenly Botan was looking very much like the stereotypical Grim Reaper rather than the bubbly Spirit Guide he'd come to know and…be very annoyed by. The look on Kagome and her companion's faces told him that they not only thought he was an idiot, but insane as well. Yusuke decided to dig his grave a little deeper.

"Heh…that's nice…uh…hey, where's K—Shuichi?" Botan paused a moment, then held up another sign. Yusuke momentarily wondered if she could summon them the same way she did her oar. Her next announcement, however, drove that thought from his mind.

SHUICHI HAS BEEN EATEN BY YOUR WASHING MACHINE. WE MOURN FOR SHUICHI.

"Well, that thing always WAS tricky to use," Yusuke muttered to himself, not exactly happy that he'd discovered the origin of the mysterious noise from before. Botan limped over to him, and, ignoring the two newcomers, stuck a Post-It on his arm with the following message:

I'M ASKING REIKAI TO TAKE YOUR SOUL BACK.

Yusuke squeaked slightly and stuffed the note into his back pocket. Somehow he seriously doubted she was joking. Botan somehow made her way to the side of the couch, where she proceeded to slump down and fall asleep. Yusuke wondered if Reikai would follow through with Botan's request immediately so he didn't have to be in this situation. No such luck.

Kagome blinked a few times. "Uh…what did she mean by 'eaten by your washing machine'?"

"I have no idea but I think we're going to find out in a few minutes," Yusuke predicted grimly. He might as well have just drenched himself in kerosene and lit himself on fire. Actually…that might have been a better idea. Kurama angry would not be fun. He'd seen Kurama angry. He'd seen the people Kurama was angry at. He did not want to become the host of some parasitical plant.

"Well, little cousin, your friends sure know how to make a first impression," Kagome started to comment, when a very distinct noise came from the laundry room.

Squelch.

The trio exchanged a vaguely worried and wondering glance as the noise continued and a few moments later, the door to the laundry room opened, and out stepped Kurama.

Only it didn't look very much like Kurama. He was soaked from head to toe, his red hair wild and plastered to his head and clothes. He was also covered in soapsuds. Actually, he quite literally looked like he'd been…well…eaten by a washing machine. But most notable of all to Yusuke was the look in the youko's eyes, which were gleaming with a golden tint for the occasion. It was ten times deadlier than anything he'd seen even from Hiei. And that was deadly indeed.

Kurama took a few more squelching steps until he was up in Yusuke's face, at which point he opened his mouth as if to say something. Instead, though, he shook his head, closed his mouth, and stalked away to lurk at the other end of the room. Yusuke was practically hyperventilating. As terrifying as his enemies had been, his friends were so much worse. It was Inuyasha who broke the silence.

"For the record, Kagome, I didn't want to be here."


Kurama glared out the window, trying to force himself not to murder Yusuke on the spot. This…had been Hell. No, this had been more than Hell. Hell would have been the labor without the last incident. But no, the PSYCHO WASHING MACHINE OF DOOM had to push it beyond the limit. Before then, Kurama would have told anyone that it was impossible to be eaten by a washing machine. But here he was, thoroughly drenched and not at all amused. And then to top it all off, it had only been the four of them taking on the impossible task. "Thank you ever so much, Hiei," he hissed dangerously under his breath. He could practically see the fire youkai watching them all, laughing his head off at their torment. Hey…wait…

He shook off the cobwebs (in more ways than one) and focused outside. Sure enough, there was Hiei, perfectly balanced on a tree branch as always and laughing so hard he was practically crying. That was the final straw for a certain kitsune. Screw tact. Kurama's eyes flashed pure gold. Only a second later the tree branch smoothly wrapped itself around Hiei and spiked him into the ground, football style. Needless to say, the koorime wasn't laughing much anymore. Kurama smiled. He was feeling a little better now.


Weirdly enough, this entire story came to be from the washing machine scene. Go figure. I know these stories typically have them confessing their respective, ah, shall we say abnormalities the moment they meet (or they did the last time I read one, which was a while ago...), butfrankly I find it so much moreentertaining when they try to keep it secret from one another--only to eventually discover that they'rehiding pretty much the same secret. I shall warn you now--some of the couples I'm using are somewhat...odd. Okay,maybe the couples themselves aren't odd, but the way I use them might be. Whatever.I shouldn't take too long in posting the next chapter—it's already written, it just needs editing. Reviews would be greatly appreciated! Criticism is also accepted, but flames will be sent to Shippou, to help him power up his Fox Fire. Fare thee well!