Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Tournament Of Hell ❯ Volume One, Chapter Three: Family Encounters ( Chapter 4 )
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By: Kawaii Youkai 
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Suspense / Romance / Martial Arts | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 08.22.2004 | Updated On: 08.22.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 388 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Suspense / Romance / Martial Arts | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 08.22.2004 | Updated On: 08.22.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 388 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I own neither Inu Yasha nor Yu Yu Hakusho.
Quick authors note:
Sorry for not updating all summer, but I’ve been gone, and when I got back, my comp was so full of Viruses and Worms and Trojan Horses that we had to go get it cleaned out, and that cost quite a few bucks. -_-;;; But I’m back now, so let the writing continue!!! ^^
Also, ff.net doesn’t allow voting, so now we are “Requesting”, so request for pairings! This applies to both mm.org and ff.net. Requests will be tallied together, and requesting will end at Volume One; Chapter Ten, or before if the requests are outrageous. ^^
Kagome Pairing Requests Are As Is:
Kurama = 2
Hiei = 4
Inu Yasha = 0 ((Poor Inu Yasha, it’s his show, and he’s not getting any requests. Lol))
((If you have another pairing suggestion, go ahead and ask. This goes for any character, so if you think, say, Boton should be paired up with Inu Yasha or something, feel free to speak up! ^^))
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Tournament of Hell
Volume One: Chapter Three
Family Encounters
Kuranai wiped his arm across his forehead, getting the sweat out of his face and eyes. He wore traditional blue hakamas and a white haori, given to him by Ji-chan, and he was currently sweeping the shrine grounds with an old homemade broom, clearing the walkways of dust and dirt. Ji-chan was quite happy to have another hand on the shrine, and although Kuranai didn’t get paid for helping out, he was given room and board, as well as clothing and food. For the first time in many years, Kuranai felt truly happy.
If he peered carefully and squinted just right, Kuranai could see the faint pink glow that surrounded the shrine grounds, the barrier that kept unwanted and unknown demons away from the shrine grounds. The barrier was very well hidden and discreet, but also very powerful to boot.
It would take a very powerful and talented demon to break it.
Someone like Naraku.
Kuranai suppressed a shudder just at the very thought of the spider hanyou’s name. The man -no, beast- plagued his dreams often, and most times he found himself being held by Kagome when he woke screaming from his nightmares. Most times he relived the scene of his father’s death, the sound of the crunch of his father’s skull, or the look of glee that flashed on Naraku’s face as he looked upon Shippou’s face when he saw Kasai, his mate, hanging dead on a pike-spear, her blood dripping down the long handle. But when Kuranai woke, he found himself comforted by his adopted grandmother.
Kuranai had opted to call Kagome: Kagome, as calling her Grandmother when they looked to be the same age would be confusing for most people.
The sweeping wasn’t laborious work, but it was well over a hundred degrees today, and the humidity was unbearable ((KY: I think Tokyo is humid, I forgot what zone it’s in though -_-;;;)). Kuranai wasn’t much bothered by it, but as he began to sweat more, he found himself becoming rather wet on his chest, back, pits, and face.
Deciding that the clothing was becoming too much of a bother, he pulled his haori out from his hakamas and quickly shed it, tossing it by the front door and making a mental note to pick it up later.
He swung his arms a bit, letting the still air stir up around them and get them a little cooled off. Kuranai looked down at his chest. He was well muscled, but lean and not bulky. His eight pack had reduced to a six pack in his few years of living in Ningenkai, and he glanced at the tattoo on his left breast.
It was of a black dragon, with glowing red eyes. Twin fangs poked from its top lip and curved slightly towards the body, only barely going past its chin. Tendrils of blue-grey smoke billowed out of its nose, and went to circle around the dragon itself. The dragon was almost snakelike, like most Asian dragons were, and in its clawed hands were two kunai, each one with a different tag on it. The tag on the left was written in Kanji, saying “Ryu Kage”, or Shadow Dragon, and the one on the right mirrored it in Kanji, but instead said “no Jitsu”, or (Ninja) Technique.
The Shadow Dragon Technique.
His reminder of those years when he trained under Ryunin, his lessons ranging from survival training to swordsmanship.
With his mind in his memories, time went by quickly for the young kitsune, and when he looked up while sweeping, he realized that he had already swept the entire shrine grounds. Gently laying the broom right next to the front door, he left his shirt and went over to the Goshimboku (God Tree), for some quiet time. With one leap, Kuranai cleared thirty feet to rest himself in one of the higher branches.
Closing his eyes, Kuranai decided on taking a short nap to relax a little bit.
In no time at all, his breathing evened out and Kuranai was soundly asleep.
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Yusuke yawned as he walked beside Shippou. The fox youkai looked tense and relaxed at the same time, if that were possible. Sighing, the young spirit detective reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of gum, taking off the wrapper, he threw it into a trash can they passed by. Tossing it up, he opened his mouth to catch it in, when he thudded into Shippou’s back, causing him to miss it by a mile, as it ended up hitting his forehead instead.
“Hey!” Yusuke complained, “Why they hell did you stop?!” Shippou raised an eyebrow at the young semi-youkai. “Because we’re here.” Yusuke blinked, “Oh... er.... I knew that....”
Shippou shook his head, <I> ‘Kami if he doesn’t remind me of Inu Yasha.’ </I>
“You mean we gotta climb all those stairs?!” Kuwabara whined.
Hiei snorted, “Hn. Climb yourself, ningen.” With a flick, the koorine flicked and disappeared, only to be seen about one third of the way up.
Shippou fought the urge to eyeroll, <I> ‘ And Lord Sesshomaru.’ </I>
All of a sudden there was a loud BANG! And Hiei came sailing back down the steps. With a thud, he landed on his butt with a loud “Umph!”
Yusuke burst out laughing, bending over and holding his stomach for support. A small smile flecked Kurama’s face, and Kuwabara grinned, “Hey shrimp! Did you trip? Ahahaha!!!!” Hiei scowled and disappeared, only to reappear beneath Kuwabara to trip him, sending him tumbling onto the ground head first. “Foolish human!” Hiei spat, “There is a barrier at the top of the stairs. It rejected me and I could not get through.”
Shippou closed his eyes and shook his head at the koorine. “If you had waited for a moment, I would have told you that there would have likely been a barrier up. She <i>is</I> a very powerful miko after all.”
Hiei narrowed his eyes.
“Hn.”
Kurama’s eyes lit up and flecked gold. “I would like to examine this barrier. If I can, I will disarm it, and make it so we can pass.” Shippou looked uncertain, “Let me see if it will accept me first. If it does, I will go and talk to Kagome about taking it down.” Kurama looked a little bit hesitant, “How do we know she will listen to you?”
Shippou had already started up the stairs.
“Because I am her son.”
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Kuranai was jolted out of his nap by a loud BANG! near the front entrance. Jumping down from his branch, he ran to the steps, looking down to see what had happened, forgetting to put his shirt back on. At the foot of the steps stood a small group, consisting of five males.
One had red hair with green eyes, and wore an upperclassman uniform pink in color, he smelled of faint youkai, kitsune, with more human than demon, maybe a semi-demon, less than hanyou. Another of the group also smelled of youkai, but he was definitely hanyou, but of an unknown kind to Kuranai. He wore a regular boys uniform, but it was green in color, so it was apparent he was not from this part of Tokyo. His hair was slicked back, but not overly greasy, and he had piercing dark brown eyes. Kuranai eyed the only human in the group. He had orange hair with a gaunt figure and face. He seemed quite strong, for human standards, but for youkai, he would be in the higher middle class. His uniform was identical to the hanyou’s, but blue in color. The shortest member of the group had black hair that was swept up in unnaturally spiky hair, with a blaze of white on the front. His mahogany eyes were cold and distant, and reminded Kuranai oddly of the Taiyoukai, Sesshomaru. His clothes consisted of a black cloak topped with a white scarf that hung around his neck. He looked quite annoyed, and Kuranai could tell that he was the one that had been rejected by the barrier.
It appeared that Kagome’s miko powers did their work.
Kuranai looked for the fifth member of the group, only to see him climbing up the long stairway towards the shrine. His short auburn hair was relatively straight, with the exception of his bangs which stood up. He was facing down, so Kuranai couldn’t see what his face looked like. He was a full kitsune, the scent was not hard to miss.
Kuranai figured that he would be rejected by the barrier as well, so he went off to the side of the stairs, jumping out in the woods that surrounded the shrine, and running down the hill. He made it to the bottom, about twenty feet away from the steps, as well as the group.
The red-head kitsune turned to him, raising his eyebrow at his state of undress, but widening his eyes at the sight of the tattoo. The short one snorted, and turned his back to Kuranai, obviously not caring. The one with the green outfit scowled at him, and the one with the blue blinked.
“What do you want, youkai?” Kuranai demanded, moving his legs to easily balance himself, while putting up his arms in a fighting pose.
Yusuke snorted at him, “Cool it man, we’re just here to talk to the miko Kagome.” Kuranai growled, “My ass you are!” Kurama raised an eyebrow at him, “I assure you, Ryukage shinobi (Shadow Dragon Ninja), we are only here to speak with the Lady Kagome about and evil hanyou named Naraku. We were told she had information on him, and we need to learn how to destroy him before anything else goes amiss.”
Kuranai growled loudly when Naraku’s name was mentioned, surprising all of the group, with the exception of Hiei, who stood quietly to the side, as though not paying attention to the conversation. Kuranai temporarily forgot himself, snarling at them, “My grandmother has enough troubles at the moment without having to deal with yourselves. She is away at the moment, and will not be back for many days, even weeks. I would suggest that you leave and do not come back!”
Kuranai growled at exposed his teeth at them, razor sharp fangs threatening. Kurama sighed, knowing this would get him nowhere. He turned to face the stairs, calling up to the fifth member of the group.
“The Lady Miko Kagome is not here. We will have to return another time, Shippou.”
Kuranai went rigid, this going unnoticed by all of the group save one.
“Hn. What’s the matter, kit? Scared of Shippou?” Hiei smirked.
The group looked at him, and noticed his face, chalk white, and his shaking legs. Kuranai stood stock still until Shippou stepped off of the bottom step, and looked at him. Shippou’s eyes went wide as he stared at his son.
Kuranai was only frozen for a moment, when suddenly he snarled, and sprang upon the unsuspecting Shippou. Shippou was shocked to see Kuranai, much less to find him attacking him. Kuranai charged at the older kitsune, claws open and fangs bared, snarling ruthlessly. Tears streaked down his face as he attacked his father, instincts pounding incessantly in his head as he clawed Shippou’s skin open, causing blood to flow freely down his arm.
Shippou made no move to attack him, for he knew the pain that flowed through his son. He had felt the same when his father had died, but he had been given a savior, Kagome, but from the pain that showed on his son’s face, he knew that he had suffered greatly at the loss of both of his parents so suddenly.
Kuranai saw red. He no longer had control over himself, his demon blood was running rampage through his veins, and he was feeling the high of it. The feel of his claws ripping through flesh. This was the youkai experience. The monstrosity feeling that devours demons alive.
Suddenly, there was a flash of blue, and a shout Kuranai couldn’t make out. He turned to it, only to have the spirit gun attack explode in his face. The next thing he knew, everything went black, and he fainted on his way to the ground.
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AN: Hey guys!!! SO glad to finally be able to update. Hope you guys liked it! ^^ Sorry for the long wait, tried to make it longer, but I was running out of ideas. If you have any, tell me in a review!!! ^^
I’ll be updating my other fanfics as soon as possible, Heir to the Western Lands first, then Wolf Within. Enjoy ‘em!!!!! ^^
Sayonara!!!
-Kawaii Youkai
Quick authors note:
Sorry for not updating all summer, but I’ve been gone, and when I got back, my comp was so full of Viruses and Worms and Trojan Horses that we had to go get it cleaned out, and that cost quite a few bucks. -_-;;; But I’m back now, so let the writing continue!!! ^^
Also, ff.net doesn’t allow voting, so now we are “Requesting”, so request for pairings! This applies to both mm.org and ff.net. Requests will be tallied together, and requesting will end at Volume One; Chapter Ten, or before if the requests are outrageous. ^^
Kagome Pairing Requests Are As Is:
Kurama = 2
Hiei = 4
Inu Yasha = 0 ((Poor Inu Yasha, it’s his show, and he’s not getting any requests. Lol))
((If you have another pairing suggestion, go ahead and ask. This goes for any character, so if you think, say, Boton should be paired up with Inu Yasha or something, feel free to speak up! ^^))
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Tournament of Hell
Volume One: Chapter Three
Family Encounters
Kuranai wiped his arm across his forehead, getting the sweat out of his face and eyes. He wore traditional blue hakamas and a white haori, given to him by Ji-chan, and he was currently sweeping the shrine grounds with an old homemade broom, clearing the walkways of dust and dirt. Ji-chan was quite happy to have another hand on the shrine, and although Kuranai didn’t get paid for helping out, he was given room and board, as well as clothing and food. For the first time in many years, Kuranai felt truly happy.
If he peered carefully and squinted just right, Kuranai could see the faint pink glow that surrounded the shrine grounds, the barrier that kept unwanted and unknown demons away from the shrine grounds. The barrier was very well hidden and discreet, but also very powerful to boot.
It would take a very powerful and talented demon to break it.
Someone like Naraku.
Kuranai suppressed a shudder just at the very thought of the spider hanyou’s name. The man -no, beast- plagued his dreams often, and most times he found himself being held by Kagome when he woke screaming from his nightmares. Most times he relived the scene of his father’s death, the sound of the crunch of his father’s skull, or the look of glee that flashed on Naraku’s face as he looked upon Shippou’s face when he saw Kasai, his mate, hanging dead on a pike-spear, her blood dripping down the long handle. But when Kuranai woke, he found himself comforted by his adopted grandmother.
Kuranai had opted to call Kagome: Kagome, as calling her Grandmother when they looked to be the same age would be confusing for most people.
The sweeping wasn’t laborious work, but it was well over a hundred degrees today, and the humidity was unbearable ((KY: I think Tokyo is humid, I forgot what zone it’s in though -_-;;;)). Kuranai wasn’t much bothered by it, but as he began to sweat more, he found himself becoming rather wet on his chest, back, pits, and face.
Deciding that the clothing was becoming too much of a bother, he pulled his haori out from his hakamas and quickly shed it, tossing it by the front door and making a mental note to pick it up later.
He swung his arms a bit, letting the still air stir up around them and get them a little cooled off. Kuranai looked down at his chest. He was well muscled, but lean and not bulky. His eight pack had reduced to a six pack in his few years of living in Ningenkai, and he glanced at the tattoo on his left breast.
It was of a black dragon, with glowing red eyes. Twin fangs poked from its top lip and curved slightly towards the body, only barely going past its chin. Tendrils of blue-grey smoke billowed out of its nose, and went to circle around the dragon itself. The dragon was almost snakelike, like most Asian dragons were, and in its clawed hands were two kunai, each one with a different tag on it. The tag on the left was written in Kanji, saying “Ryu Kage”, or Shadow Dragon, and the one on the right mirrored it in Kanji, but instead said “no Jitsu”, or (Ninja) Technique.
The Shadow Dragon Technique.
His reminder of those years when he trained under Ryunin, his lessons ranging from survival training to swordsmanship.
With his mind in his memories, time went by quickly for the young kitsune, and when he looked up while sweeping, he realized that he had already swept the entire shrine grounds. Gently laying the broom right next to the front door, he left his shirt and went over to the Goshimboku (God Tree), for some quiet time. With one leap, Kuranai cleared thirty feet to rest himself in one of the higher branches.
Closing his eyes, Kuranai decided on taking a short nap to relax a little bit.
In no time at all, his breathing evened out and Kuranai was soundly asleep.
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Yusuke yawned as he walked beside Shippou. The fox youkai looked tense and relaxed at the same time, if that were possible. Sighing, the young spirit detective reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of gum, taking off the wrapper, he threw it into a trash can they passed by. Tossing it up, he opened his mouth to catch it in, when he thudded into Shippou’s back, causing him to miss it by a mile, as it ended up hitting his forehead instead.
“Hey!” Yusuke complained, “Why they hell did you stop?!” Shippou raised an eyebrow at the young semi-youkai. “Because we’re here.” Yusuke blinked, “Oh... er.... I knew that....”
Shippou shook his head, <I> ‘Kami if he doesn’t remind me of Inu Yasha.’ </I>
“You mean we gotta climb all those stairs?!” Kuwabara whined.
Hiei snorted, “Hn. Climb yourself, ningen.” With a flick, the koorine flicked and disappeared, only to be seen about one third of the way up.
Shippou fought the urge to eyeroll, <I> ‘ And Lord Sesshomaru.’ </I>
All of a sudden there was a loud BANG! And Hiei came sailing back down the steps. With a thud, he landed on his butt with a loud “Umph!”
Yusuke burst out laughing, bending over and holding his stomach for support. A small smile flecked Kurama’s face, and Kuwabara grinned, “Hey shrimp! Did you trip? Ahahaha!!!!” Hiei scowled and disappeared, only to reappear beneath Kuwabara to trip him, sending him tumbling onto the ground head first. “Foolish human!” Hiei spat, “There is a barrier at the top of the stairs. It rejected me and I could not get through.”
Shippou closed his eyes and shook his head at the koorine. “If you had waited for a moment, I would have told you that there would have likely been a barrier up. She <i>is</I> a very powerful miko after all.”
Hiei narrowed his eyes.
“Hn.”
Kurama’s eyes lit up and flecked gold. “I would like to examine this barrier. If I can, I will disarm it, and make it so we can pass.” Shippou looked uncertain, “Let me see if it will accept me first. If it does, I will go and talk to Kagome about taking it down.” Kurama looked a little bit hesitant, “How do we know she will listen to you?”
Shippou had already started up the stairs.
“Because I am her son.”
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Kuranai was jolted out of his nap by a loud BANG! near the front entrance. Jumping down from his branch, he ran to the steps, looking down to see what had happened, forgetting to put his shirt back on. At the foot of the steps stood a small group, consisting of five males.
One had red hair with green eyes, and wore an upperclassman uniform pink in color, he smelled of faint youkai, kitsune, with more human than demon, maybe a semi-demon, less than hanyou. Another of the group also smelled of youkai, but he was definitely hanyou, but of an unknown kind to Kuranai. He wore a regular boys uniform, but it was green in color, so it was apparent he was not from this part of Tokyo. His hair was slicked back, but not overly greasy, and he had piercing dark brown eyes. Kuranai eyed the only human in the group. He had orange hair with a gaunt figure and face. He seemed quite strong, for human standards, but for youkai, he would be in the higher middle class. His uniform was identical to the hanyou’s, but blue in color. The shortest member of the group had black hair that was swept up in unnaturally spiky hair, with a blaze of white on the front. His mahogany eyes were cold and distant, and reminded Kuranai oddly of the Taiyoukai, Sesshomaru. His clothes consisted of a black cloak topped with a white scarf that hung around his neck. He looked quite annoyed, and Kuranai could tell that he was the one that had been rejected by the barrier.
It appeared that Kagome’s miko powers did their work.
Kuranai looked for the fifth member of the group, only to see him climbing up the long stairway towards the shrine. His short auburn hair was relatively straight, with the exception of his bangs which stood up. He was facing down, so Kuranai couldn’t see what his face looked like. He was a full kitsune, the scent was not hard to miss.
Kuranai figured that he would be rejected by the barrier as well, so he went off to the side of the stairs, jumping out in the woods that surrounded the shrine, and running down the hill. He made it to the bottom, about twenty feet away from the steps, as well as the group.
The red-head kitsune turned to him, raising his eyebrow at his state of undress, but widening his eyes at the sight of the tattoo. The short one snorted, and turned his back to Kuranai, obviously not caring. The one with the green outfit scowled at him, and the one with the blue blinked.
“What do you want, youkai?” Kuranai demanded, moving his legs to easily balance himself, while putting up his arms in a fighting pose.
Yusuke snorted at him, “Cool it man, we’re just here to talk to the miko Kagome.” Kuranai growled, “My ass you are!” Kurama raised an eyebrow at him, “I assure you, Ryukage shinobi (Shadow Dragon Ninja), we are only here to speak with the Lady Kagome about and evil hanyou named Naraku. We were told she had information on him, and we need to learn how to destroy him before anything else goes amiss.”
Kuranai growled loudly when Naraku’s name was mentioned, surprising all of the group, with the exception of Hiei, who stood quietly to the side, as though not paying attention to the conversation. Kuranai temporarily forgot himself, snarling at them, “My grandmother has enough troubles at the moment without having to deal with yourselves. She is away at the moment, and will not be back for many days, even weeks. I would suggest that you leave and do not come back!”
Kuranai growled at exposed his teeth at them, razor sharp fangs threatening. Kurama sighed, knowing this would get him nowhere. He turned to face the stairs, calling up to the fifth member of the group.
“The Lady Miko Kagome is not here. We will have to return another time, Shippou.”
Kuranai went rigid, this going unnoticed by all of the group save one.
“Hn. What’s the matter, kit? Scared of Shippou?” Hiei smirked.
The group looked at him, and noticed his face, chalk white, and his shaking legs. Kuranai stood stock still until Shippou stepped off of the bottom step, and looked at him. Shippou’s eyes went wide as he stared at his son.
Kuranai was only frozen for a moment, when suddenly he snarled, and sprang upon the unsuspecting Shippou. Shippou was shocked to see Kuranai, much less to find him attacking him. Kuranai charged at the older kitsune, claws open and fangs bared, snarling ruthlessly. Tears streaked down his face as he attacked his father, instincts pounding incessantly in his head as he clawed Shippou’s skin open, causing blood to flow freely down his arm.
Shippou made no move to attack him, for he knew the pain that flowed through his son. He had felt the same when his father had died, but he had been given a savior, Kagome, but from the pain that showed on his son’s face, he knew that he had suffered greatly at the loss of both of his parents so suddenly.
Kuranai saw red. He no longer had control over himself, his demon blood was running rampage through his veins, and he was feeling the high of it. The feel of his claws ripping through flesh. This was the youkai experience. The monstrosity feeling that devours demons alive.
Suddenly, there was a flash of blue, and a shout Kuranai couldn’t make out. He turned to it, only to have the spirit gun attack explode in his face. The next thing he knew, everything went black, and he fainted on his way to the ground.
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AN: Hey guys!!! SO glad to finally be able to update. Hope you guys liked it! ^^ Sorry for the long wait, tried to make it longer, but I was running out of ideas. If you have any, tell me in a review!!! ^^
I’ll be updating my other fanfics as soon as possible, Heir to the Western Lands first, then Wolf Within. Enjoy ‘em!!!!! ^^
Sayonara!!!
-Kawaii Youkai