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The Youko King
Summary: That's right! Youko's a king! We do not own the anime characters present in this fanfiction. That means we don't own the animes: Yu-Yu-Hakusho, Crescent Moon, Inuyasha, or Rurouni Kenshin.
Cast
Young Simba . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Shippou
Adult Simba . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Youko Kurama
Mufasa . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Inuyasha
Sarabi . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Misoka
Scar . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Naraku
Young Nala . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Rin
Adult Nala . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Kaoru
Rafiki . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Toutousai
Timon . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Yusuke
Puumba . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Kuwabara
Zazuu . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Myoga
Shenzi . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Kagura
Bonzai . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Kanna
Ed . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Kohaku
Chapter 6: The Magic Remote of Kasmadoom, and We Say 'Quite' A Lot
And so, the entire cast and crew of The Youko King began to search for the missing stagehand named Kaonashi. They searched high, they searched low, they searched--
"Excuse me?" Kitsune interrupted, sternly.
Yes?
"Can we just get on with this?" she asked.
Okay, fine.
"Thanks," and with that, she returned to searching for her missing mate. Finally, the entire crew began to search in . . . DUN DUN DUN! THE BASEMENT!!!
"Stay close, everyone," Jeremy said, his hand wandering far too low on someone's rear. There was an abrupt, and very loud SMACK!
"I swear, Jeremy," Kitsune said, angrily, "If I don't kill you, when we find Kaonashi, he will."
"Sorry, Kits."
"Liar. You are not."
"Ah, but it was truly worth the slap," Jeremy said. Kitsune glared daggers at him.
"I wanna find the damn circuit breaker and Kaonashi so we can get this damn show on the road," Sahara grumbled.
"Yeah, but where do we look?"
"The basement, duh!"
"We're already in the basement," Sora said.
"Oh, shut up," the half-angel snapped. Sora laughed.
And so, upon getting down there, they all split up, taking a flashlight each. They promised to meet back there if they didn't find anything.
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"Hey, doesn't the basement look like the catacombs in Chain Letter?" Sora asked.
"Yeah, except it's real and not a prop," Sahara answered. "Freaky, huh?"
"Maybe this was where Youko and Kitsune stashed their spoils and what-not."
"Maybe."
A thump to the right made then turn sharply and shine their flashlights on a wooden case that had fallen over.
"What d'you suppose's in it?" Sora asked.
"I dunno," Sahara said, gazing at the case in awe. "But it looks like it's big enough to hold a body." She gulped.
"A dead body . . ." Sora added, frightened. The two looked at each other.
"What the Hell exactly did Kitsune steal in those days!?" Sahara said, accusingly of Kitsune.
Sora nudged her. "Go check it out, Sahara."
"Me? You go check it out."
"No way, that's creepy! What if there's a dead body in there? It'd be like a coffin!"
"Oh, c-come on, S-s-sora," Sahara studdered. "Why w-w-would K-k-k-kitsune col-l-l-l-l-lect d-dead b-b-bod-d-d-dies?"
Both slowly turned their flashlights on the wooden box, slowly walking towards it. The stood at either end, shining the lights down on it. "Someone has to open it, otherwise we won't know what's in it." Sora said.
"Do we want to know what's in it?" Sahara asked.
"I have no idea," Sora said. "But this'll keep bugging us if we don't." Both of them put their hands on the sides of the box. They looked each other in the eyes. "Ready?"
"Ready."
"On three?"
Sahara nodded. "On three."
"1,"
"2,"
"3!!!!" They yanked their arms up, but the lid didn't come off. Both tried to get it off, but to no avail.
"AWH! Someone get a crowbar!" Sahara shouted.
Sora glanced around until she found one hung up on the wall by the nail (who hangs crowbars on walls?) and handed it to Sahara, who shoved it back.
"You do it,"
"But Sahara!"
"Do it," the half-angel said. Sora gulped and nodded, getting the bar into position.
She shoved it under the lid and gave it a push. The lid came splintering off. Sora took more and more of the broken lid off until they stared down into an empty box. They looked at each other.
"That can't be right," Sora said.
"Hey, Sora, look." Sahara said, motioning to the inside of the box. The other side looked like it, too, had been somehow forced off.
"But, then . . ."
There came a wheezing sound behind them, and hey both turned, slowly, to look. They stared straight into the horrible face of a mummy. They screamed, and screamed, and screamed again, and then went dashing down the hall. The mummy shuffled after them, groaning.
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Natalie, Erika, Jack, Moron, and David all looked together, but, somehow, got split up. Natalie and Erika had wandered off one way, as did Jack and Moron, and David was all alone.
Ge turned swiftly around, panicking. "Guys? Where the Hell did everybody go!?" He then ran off in a general direction.
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"Damn," Jeremy said, "This is a big basement."
"Whaddaya want me to do about it?" Kitsune asked, folding her arms, "You're the one renting the place."
"You picked it out!"
"Oh, shut up!"
"Make me!"
Yeah, somehow, they got stuck together. Strange how they bicker, especially when they're sharing the account.
A slight scream to one side caught their attention. They glanced at each other.
"What could that be?" Kitsune asked, frightened.
"Aw, don't worry, baby," Jeremy said, putting an arm over her shoulder, "I'll protect you."
"Y'know what I've learned today?" Kitsune asked, dully.
"What? How incredibly handsome I am?"
"No. One, don't ever call me 'baby' again, I'll sock you in the nose. Two, we've been going in circles."
Indeed, the two had been walking in circles, around one pole. Sad, isn't it?
"OH! I wanna find Kaonashi!" Kitsune shouted, in rage.
"Kitsune? Kitsune, is that you?" a voice called.
Glancing at each other, they rushed down the hall that magically appeared before them, coming to a dead end. A flashlight rolled on the floor, still on, but flickering slightly. Jeremy's light shone on a metal box on the wall.
"Hey, I found the circuit breaker!" the Brittish elf exclaimed.
"Is this Kaonashi's flashlight?" Kitsune asked, picking it up in her other hand.
"Yes, now can you help me down?" the same voice as before asked. Looking up, Jeremy and Kitsune saw Kaonashi, bound and partly gagged, hanging from the ceiling. The handkerchief used to tie up his mouth had fallen to his neck, allowing his to speak. He looked at them, dully. "Hello."
"Oh, hi, Kao-kun." Kitsune said, "How'd you get up there?"
"Y'know that freaky girl from the Grudge?"
"Kayako-san?"
"Yeah, I guess,"
"What about her?"
"She did this to me."
"Why?"
"How should I know? She just walked off without an explanation, now can you get me down?"
"Sure!" Kitsune said, turning to Jeremy, "Got milk?"
"What?" the elf-boy blinked.
Kitsune blinked, then realised her mistake, "Oops! I mean, do you have a ladder?"
Jeremy looked at her, dully. "Oh yeah, my mini-foldable-growable ladder is in my back-pocket, lemme get it out just for you." he said, sarcastically.
Kitsune didn't get the hint, and clapped her hands together. "Well, chop-chop! Kaonashi needs down now!"
"I don't have a mini-foldable-growable ladder! There's no such thing!"
"Then invent it," Kitsune said, calmly, smiling.
Jeremy looked at her, dully, again. "I hate your blondeness."
"I'm not blonde!"
"You used to be,"
"I did not!"
"Yeah, you did, you had to have been!"
And the two continued to argue until Kaonashi erupted in anger.
"GET ME DOWN YOU TWO IDIOTS!!!"
Both quickly saluted, saying, in unison, "Yes sir, right away!" And they dashed off to find a ladder, leaving the hot-headed spirit still hanging by a thread, or, more precisely, a rope. A thick rope. That chaffed. (sp?)
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After a while, Kaonashi got sick of the blood rushing to his head and transformed into NoFace, easily breaking the bonds. He crashed to the floor, making the entire building shake. Standing, woozily, he set off to find the two idiots who left him there, promptly crashing into the wall in his confused state. He then righted himself and set off again, this time, in the right direction.
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"Now, if I were a ladder, where would I be?" Kitsune asked, searching with Jeremy.
"I don't know. I'm not a ladder." Jeremy said.
Suddenly, Kitsune tripped over something, causing Jeremy to trip over her. As they lay there, NoFace ran through, tripping on them, falling, and flattening them like pancakes. I like pancakes. With butter and syrup.
Uh, but, that's besides the point. NoFace got off the two flattened people, helping them stand. He then grabbed Kitsune and pushed Jeremy down, just to spite him. After letting her go, he watched as Kitsune picked up whatever it was she tripped on.
It was . . .
"A remote?" Jeremy questioned. Kitsune's eyes lit up.
"Not just A remote, it's THE remote!"
"What remote?" NoFace asked. This remote looked strange. It was pink, and the numbers were in Japanese Kanji.
"It's the MAGIC REMOTE OF KASMADOOOOOOOOOM!!!!" Kitsune shouted.
"The who?" both Jeremy and NoFace asked, quite confused.
Quite.
"It is a magic remote sent down by the gods! I was wondering where I'd put it!" Kitsune said, "Now, how do you work this thing?"
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Suddenly, David found himself running alongside Sora and Sahara. They looked at him. "Hey, aren't you one of Kitsune's muses?" they asked.
"Yeah, why are we running?" he asked.
"A mummy is chasing us!" Sora exclaimed quite . . . gleefully. Which is very strange considering, uh, HELLO, they're being chased by a freaky dead man wearing toilet paper! Oh, yeah, I forgot, their terror ran out once they'd outrun the mummy, and they now found this quite amusing.
Quite.
"Have you seen the others?"
"No."
"Well, we'll run into them sooner or later."
And they kept running.
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Natalie, Erika, Jack, and Moron ran into NoFace, Jeremy, and Kitsune. Kitsune was still staring the the remote control, a strange gleam in her eyes.
Suddenly . . .
Quite, suddenly . . .
Sora, Sahara, and David all ran into view, screaming at the rop of their lungs, "THE BRITTISH ARE COMING! THE BRITTISH ARE COMING!"
"Hey!" Jeremy yelled at them, "I take offense to that!"
"What are you all yelling for?" NoFace asked. The other ppl stayed silent because, at the moment, they don't matter. Yes, we're not including them, just to be mean.
"Eureka!" Kitsune exclaims, exactly the way Jack Skellington did on The Nightmare Before Chirstmas (Don't own).
Suddenly, the mummy ran out, and Kitsune pressed a button. The mummy stopped, as a little icon in the bottom of the screen (camera) appeared, saying, Pause. She pressed another button, and the icon said Rewind. The mummy ran BACKWARDS! The camera pans off as it does, following the mummy back to the box, which it somehow broke out of. It is now safely sealed away.
Back to the gang, everyone stares in shock at Kitsune, who was smiling, triumphantly. She pressed play to put everything back in regular motion.
"Alright," she says, "Has the power been turned back on yet?"
"Uh, I don't think so . . ." NoFace said, remembering how he'd been in the predicament a while ago.
Quite a while ag--
Kitsune looked angrily towards the camera. "Will you shut up!?"
Sorry.
"Jesus Christ, you stupid narrators don't shut up for a minute, do you?" the angered fox demon said, "You just 'yap-yap-yap-yap-yap' and go on about stupid stuff! Can you just tell the story?"
Actually, I quit.
And so, the former narrator walked out, and they had to hire a new one.
"Anyways," Kitsune glared at the camera. "Can someone go find the circuit breaker box thing so we can get this damn show on the road?"
"Sure." They then went back the way they came, all of them, and found the circuit breaker. They rewired the place and got the lights to go on. Everyone upstairs (that would be the cast) shouted in joy.
"Hooray . . ." the cast said, tiredly.
And so, everyone went back upstairs to continue with the program.
Kitsune: Yay! Now that THAT is done, I can work on more things!
Jeremy: Like your other unfinished chapters and your WIP.
Kitsune: Yap yap, shut up! Remember to review, please! This was a longer chapter than before.
Jeremy: Next time: We get to fool around with the Magic Remote of Kasmadoom and cause even MORE chaos!
Kitsune: I once named a chicken, Chaos.
Jeremy: You did?
Kitsune: Yes, it was in 6th grade. We have eggs we were incubating and waiting to hatch, and we got to write two names for them and pick them out of a hat. My two names were: Purity and Chaos. Chaos got picked, so, the one chick with a pink dot on it's head (that's how we marked and identified them) got the name Chaos. And a few days after they hatched, me and someone else who was a real jerk to me got to see if they were a boy or girl!
Jeremy: Ew, nasty!
Kitsune: Not really, the way you tell is by checking their wings for what kinds of feathers are there. -glares at Jeremy- God, you're such a pervert.
Jeremy: -nervous grin-
Kitsune: Remember to review, please!