Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Crossover Madness ❯ Day 1 ( Chapter 1 )

 

A.N.: Hey all, this is Lady Threarah, and now that I've been able to work up the courage to post, you're now reading my pathetic attempt at fanfiction. For those who don't know, this story will contain many combined into one, but I will be posting it under the Yu Yu Hakusho section. If you like it enough to want to read more, then please leave a review. I should warn you though; flames will be used to cook my dad's “Famous `Taters” TM. I am open to constructive criticism, however, and will greatly appreciate it if you notify me of my mistakes.

 

 

This story is a whim of mine, and I wanted to exactly how many things you can combine into one story and have it be believable / entertaining. I feel I should let you know that I will only be updating when I am completely satisfied with the chapter, so expect long breaks in between updates, okay?

 

 

Warning: there will be yaoi and hetero pairings, but nothing in too graphic a detail. There will also be some violence, blood, implied events, and random swearing, from mild to coarse to `you kiss your mother with that mouth?'. You have been warned.

 

 

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the computer I'm typing this on. Any and all stories/characters/universes mentioned here belong to their respective creators; I am simply the one who is pulling the strings, and I am making no money on this whatsoever.

 

 

 

 

Day 1

 

“Are you sure about this, Skinner?”

“Of course I am. I need the two of you to go to Japan and find out what is going on there. I don't care what you have to do, just as long as it gets done. Now go; your plane leaves in a few hours and the two of you still need to pack.”

“…Yes sir.” They chorused, before turning to leave.

 

 

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“Well, that was a long plane ride, eh Scully?”

 

“……” Dana Scully didn't bother to respond to her partner's asinine question as she ran a hand through her strawberry-blond hair. In her opinion, `long' was the understatement of the century. But there was nothing she could do about the past. Right now, they needed to find a hotel room and attempt to find their contact. There have been rumors of `demons', `ghosts' and `witches' here in Japan, and as Fox Mulder, her partner, had been assigned to find the truth, she was forced to tag along with him. That, and she also spoke Japanese, where as he didn't.

 

“Mulder, let's just find a hotel so we can ge-”

 

“Hotel?” he interrupted her, surprise clearly written on his face. He took the same flight as me; where the Hell is he getting his energy? “Scully, didn't you read the report? We already have a place waiting for us. We'll be staying with our contact at her shrine.”

 

“Shrine?” Dana could have been knocked over with a feather. There wasn't anything in the report that said anything about a shrine. Are we even reading the same thing?

 

“Excuse me, but would the two of you happen to be from the FBI?” both agents turned to look at a man, perhaps forty-eight years in age. His blond hair was cut close to his head, but still possessed an unruly quality to it. Small, dark eyes peered at them from a narrow face, just below Mulders shoulder, and his clothes looked as though he had been sleeping in them. Dana cringed mentally at his haggard appearance.

 

“Yes, we are. Who are you?” answered the tall American, via Scully. The man smiled, sending icy shivers down Dana's spine. “My name is Asato Kido. I was told to pick you up and take you to Master Genkai. You'll be staying with her.”

 

“Oh.” Why did he call her `Master'? Dana had something to think about (and keep her mind from finding rest) as she placed her luggage in the trunk with Mulders, and climbed in the car proper. It was also a long drive. Figures.

 

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Three hours and a mountains' worth of stairs later, the two agents found themselves standing (more like leaning against one another in exhaustion) before a gorgeous, well-maintained, traditional Shrine complex. Although, despite the beautiful appearance, there was a faint smell of smoke on the air; and, partially hidden by a large bush, was a scorch mark on the stone-paved ground. Dana noticed both of these, but didn't say anything about them at the moment. She needed to have a long talk with her partner in private first.

 

Kido first showed them to the rooms they would be staying in. They were adjacent to each other, and were separated by the traditional, beautiful paper screens one would normally find at a shrine. He waited patiently for them to place their bags in their rooms, then ushered them to the main room in the temple proper before making himself scarce. There, sitting at a small table near the middle of the room, sipping tea, was the smallest old lady either of the Americans had ever seen. She had cold brown eyes and graying pink hair, but they could both tell immediately that she wasn't like the elderly in the States.

 

“Sit,” her voice was rough, possibly from age and smoking, hinted at from the half-filled ashtray centered in the low table. They sat, silently communicating as to what they were going to ask. Just as Dana opened her mouth, Genkai spoke first.

 

“You're here about the disturbances, strange homicides, disappearances, and general hocus pocus that's been flying all about here, Tokyo, and Mushiori City, correct?”

 

“Yes-” started Scully, but she was cut off before she could continue. She swallowed her irritation, choosing instead to listen.

 

“And you're here to see if the rumors are true, and if there are demons and witches and aliens and all that nonsense, correct?”

 

“Yes-” Mulder tried to cut in, and was brushed aside as though he had never spoken.

 

“Then I've got to ask you; what got you hooked on this? Strange things have been happening for around forty years. Why now?”

 

“Well, now was when we were allowed by the Japanese government to actually come here and investigate properly.”

 

“And did they assign someone to work with you on this case?”

 

“Yes, I think that the report said his name was, um…” Dana glanced at Mulder for help. He supplied it.

 

“Minamino Shuichi.” Did they just imagine it, or did Genkai tense a little at the name?

“Ma'am, do you-”

 

“He's friends with my students, and comes here every so often to say hello. A very polite young man, if I remember correctly. And I do remember. But he never told me what he did for a living. Now I know.”

 

“Well, yes, his job is the basically the same as ours, investigating strange occurrences, and reporting the truth to those in charge-” she stopped when Genkai snorted, but the lady simply waved her puzzled gaze off.

 

“I'll call Shuichi and tell him that you're here. But you never answered me; what drew you here?”

 

Mulder smiled. “It could be the doctors report that was sent to the States awhile back, saying that some punk got himself killed and was up and walking again before the week was up? Or maybe, shortly after, it was the children who fell sick, and never got better? The fact that Tokyo has had more ghost sightings than any other place in the world? People who come to your temple and never leave? The mass insanity in a nearby section of Tokyo after that, perhaps? The obsession teenagers everywhere have with the Duel Monsters card game? It goes on and on. Which would you choose?”

 

Silence fell over the small table, with Genkai staring at them, hoping that she wasn't revealing her growing worry on her face. “What happened after that?”

 

“Well, one mansion, out in the countryside was found with all of its occupants dead, one man was even beheaded. The sudden, incredible burst of technological advancements at both the Kaiba and Capsule Corporations. A parking structure, which was very solid at the time, just collapsed from the seventh floor up, then a large explosion on a tiny island just south of here. The disappearances in Mushiori as well as the sudden fever outbreak in only one hospital that vanished within the half-hour. Teenagers with supernatural powers, holding arranged fights with dozens of witnesses. The new species of insect found in the city that mysteriously vanished without a trace. Hallucinations of a skull floating in the skies all over the world. The reports of strange creatures, and of abnormal humans, that were mixed in all of these events. And all this was in just the first year.

 

“It was more recently that we've been getting reports all over the world of abnormal humans and similar happenings. But Japan seems to be the `hotspot', if you will. We decided to investigate here first.”

 

Genkai was clenching and unclenching her fists, and a tick was twitching in time with the clock on the wall. “I'm going to kill that brat,” she muttered through tightly clenched teeth.

“What?” asked Dana, curious at the older lady's reaction. Genkai shook her head to clear away the anger and loosened her jaw. “I see how well he's been doing his job.” She reached for a pen and paper, quickly scribbling something before sliding it across the table. “This is Minamino's address. I believe that he'll know more about these than I do.”

 

The agents exchanged a glance. “Are you sure, ma'am? There isn't anything else you would like to tell us?”

 

“It's not my story to tell, child.”

 

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“…Is that a fact?… yes, I'll be careful… don't worry, if I think that they're getting too close, I can always tell Hime-chan to get rid of them… no, no, I'll be showing them the reports that I've written. They won't be getting anything out of me…”

 

 

tbc……

 

A.N.: Well, what did you think? Please review.