Woo! Final-friggen'-ly! It's about time I got this chapter started!
After about three days in the monastery, both Yusuke and Kuwabara were absolutely sick and tired of monk life. It was extremely boring: get up; do morning prayers, which neither boy liked at all; eat breakfast, though the food was horrible; give thanks for the food, which took about half an hour; do chores and various errands for the monks with seniority, another thing neither boy liked at all; eat lunch; give more thanks; afternoon seminar, three hours long; scripture reading; more errands; no dinner, because they "had to fast," during which time everybody had two hours to do whatever, as long as it was holy; wash all the dishes; more prayers; more giving thanks; chorus, the worst part of the day in both boys' eyes; then bed. (1) Each bedroom was designed for three or four people to sleep there, since there wasn't an abundance of rooms. Yusuke and Kuwabara had been roomed with a young monk, christened Peter, who looked about the boys' age, suffered from mild insomnia, and was, in Yusuke's opinion, even more of a tightwad than even Botan when it came to following rules. This, of course, made things very hard for the two whenever they wanted to talk at night, seeing as they weren't supposed to after the designated bed-time.
"We're seriously gonna hafta knock him out one of these days," Yusuke grumbled moodily after the all-annoying Peter had finally gone to sleep.
Kuwabara nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah, but he'll get back up if we only knock him out," he sighed. "I can totally see why the demons want to kill these ding-dongs, though, they're friggin' annoying!"
"Yeah, and they're totally wired against demons, too," Yusuke agreed. "It's like they hate them just because they can! It pisses me off!"
"Just because ye'r part demon, too, doesn't mean ya hafta get all worked up, ya know?"
"I don't care! You can't just hate something for no friggin' reason! They just don't get it; not all demons want to kill everything they see!"
"Yeah, and like a year ago, you were sooo down to disprove that stereotype!" Kuwabara joked sarcastically, referring to the behavior he had before he became a demon hunter.
"Shut up, you moron! It still pisses me off..!"
Kuwabara grunted. "Everything pisses you off, Urameshi..!"
"Meathead."
"Punk."
Yusuke rolled over and grunted. "Go to sleep, ya dumbass."
"Whatever," Kuwabara followed with a yawn. The two were soon asleep.
The next morning, Yusuke and Kuwabara hid out in a cluster of trees behind a small knoll that was located in the very back of the monastery. Neither felt like going to morning mass, so they ditched under the pretense of "investigating."
They headed back to their room in the barracks. Once there, they abandoned their robes and threw on their street clothes, which had somehow been saved from the monks' unmerciful raid on mostly everything from their usual lives, along with the communication mirror used to contact Botan and a few other necessary tools. They took these as they left the monastery grounds through a smaller side gate, having no idea of the very relevant lesson they were supposed to be learning in the church that day.
"Ah, smell that outside air," Yusuke said, sounding rather enthusiastic about breaking the rules.
"Yeah, we're free! Or at least for today," Kuwabara agreed.
"So where do ya think we should look for the demons first?" Yusuke asked with a grin. "Down by those natural hot springs resort we passed on the way here? Maybe we could get together with a couple of girls, eh?"
"Heh. I could, but I think Keiko would kill you when she found out."
"Kuwabara, the only way she would find out is if you told her, and you wouldn't do that! 'Course not, 'cuz I'd beat the snot outta ya once Keiko was done beatin' the snot outta me! Got it?"
"All right already! Gawd! I wouldn't want to permanently damage your scrawny ass anyway."
"Is that a challenge?" Yusuke asked, grinning evilly.
"Maybe!" Kuwabara retorted, stopping and turning toward Yusuke. "I'll kick your ass, Urameshi, and you know it!"
"Keep dreamin', pal! I think I should show you just how wrong you are!"
"I'll knock you straight into next week!"
"Let's see ya try!"
The two dropped their bags with the needed items in them and faced each other, preparing to fight. They grinned as they charged, getting ready to let off some steam on one another, when a massive explosion blasted them thirty feet into the air and into the forest surrounding the monastery, sending them both crashing through trees.
Yusuke dropped down from a tree branch he had landed on somewhat awkwardly as Kuwabara righted himself form the ground. The pair looked up simultaneously as an enormous black mushroom cloud rose in the sky on the horizon. A twin set of faces gaped at the thing. It wouldn't have been so extraordinary, except for the purple-black plumes of flames rising around the cloud like they were alive and had minds of their own. Yusuke was the first to recover.
"Kuwabara," he said, not looking away from the flames.
"Huh?"
"We gotta go. If they find us here, you know we'll get blamed for it," Yusuke said like a sage of the city streets.
"Right," the taller agreed wisely.
The two dashed back for the monastery before they had a chance to accumulate any incriminating evidence against themselves. However, once again, they missed a detail very relevant to their case; a small, dark figure emerging wearily from the flames.
I FINALLY FINISHED CHAPTER TWO!! XD I apologize for the long wait, but I had to do some research (and not the kind Jiriya does!) for the story… I guess it didn't help that much, since I'm still kind of in the dark as to what monks actually DO all day long, so forgive me there if you see any inconsistencies and let me know.
That… was the longest friggin' sentence I have ever written in my entire life. Heh heh… yeah, I don't really know what monks do, so, yeah… My encyclopedia didn't tell me… --;;