Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho. It is owned by Yoshihiro Togashi and whatever publishing companies have rights to it. This is just a parody and good writing practice for me.
Summary: Parody. The gang discovers fanfiction and what all has been written about them. Will they agree with it or hate it?
A/N: More like a teaser, but I want to see if people still want to read this or have more written before I write too much. If you want to see more, leave me a review! I haven't written anything in nearly a year, so I don't know if anyone wants to read anymore. (I'll make the next one longer, I promise.)
Chapter 02: Blame
Reikai was flooded with demons waiting to be judged. The vast majority were all being sentenced to hell, and none were happy about that. Jorge was rushing stacks of papers in every time he went to remove the one's Koenma had stamped. The stacks were so high that Koenma was invisible at his desk. Once, Koenma heard one of the ferry girls whispering something to another worker about how this mess was getting to be worse than when Koenma took time off to attend the Black Tournament. He just cradled his hat in his arms and pouted for a while. 'If only Ogre hadn't done that research into the Dark Tournament, I wouldn't be stuck in this mess!'
Yusuke might have triumphed over demons in the past, but he was no match for Keiko. He currently was running around their small apartment trying to keep away from Keiko. Already he sported a red hand print across his creek. "Urameshi Yusuke! Get back here!" Keiko shrieked.
"I was only kidding, Keiko! You know I'd never want you to do those things!" When Yusuke turned around to look at her, he tripped over the bag he left on the living room floor.
"Yusuke," Keiko began angrily as she stopped in front of him. "I cannot believe you even looked at those-those...things! Much less show them to me!"
"I was only trying to, uh," Yusuke gulped, slithering back away from her. "Uh, show you what Koenma was looking at! Yeah!"
Keiko just shook her head. "It's times like this, Yusuke, that I don't know why I agreed to live with you in the first place." She lifted her chin as she looked down at him disdainfully. "I'm going out. Don't wait up for me."
Yusuke just sighed and laid back on the ground. He watched her practically stomp to the door before closing his eyes, not opening them again until he heard the click of the door. 'At least Keiko can't torch her laptop like Hiei did my computer...' he thought as he sat up, reaching up to rub at his sore cheek. 'But she does have one hell of a slap. That's why I love her. Though, I wish she was more open to trying new things...' He sighed again.