Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Pimp Juice ❯ Numba Three ( Chapter 3 )

Numba Three

Get yo' hairr did

~ Now I'm - clean as a whistle (yeah) sharp as a razor (uh-huh) In anything from Timberland to Gators.

So Kurama had the personality down of a bitch slapping whoremonger, he borrowed Yoko's car, which was made more pimp-a-licous, now all he needed to do was get the right threads.

It was Saturday, the day right before he had to go and show of his new side to strangers, and he was driving down town to meet Yoko at a local Suit and Tuxedo's store.

"Took yo' ass long enough." Yoko complained. Yesterday was Desiree's last day so Yoko had gone down found some one else who was more willing to help her. That someone was…

Botan.

"Hello Kur-ah I mean Shuichi!" Botan slipped. Her face quickly turned into that of a cat's as she sweat dropped and laughed nervously. Yoko only shrugged it off. By the way, Shuichi introduced everyone (Yusuke, Hiei, etc.) they just hadn't told her the whole Spirit Detective thing and the Youko Kurama Fox demon thing.

"Hello Botan." He said with a soft smile. "I suppose Yusuke and the rest know of my little dress up event, do they not?" Kurama asked as the three of them entered into the store.

"I'm sorry! I was talking to Koenma about it and Yusuke some how over heard and spread the word to the others. They said they'll all meet you at Yoko's house to see you. I doubt any of them will be able to hold laughter in." she hung her head.

"No worries Botan. At least you tried, that's what matters." Though inside, (along with Youko) he wished he could strangle her.

"Ok, this is what we are looking for." She reached into her pocket and brought out a picture of a rapper with his head cut off.

"Something sheek and black or white but with no tie! Does that make sense? I don't wanna turn you into a "old" kinda pimp but the "new" kinda pimp. Understand?" They nodded but inside didn't comprehend a word. [That's how you spell "sheek" right? Whatever.]

So off they went looking through suits upon suits upon even more suits. They didn't find anything for about an hour and wanted to go to the next store when Yoko found the most perfect suit.

"Put this on!" she shoved the suit into Kurama's hands and shoved him into a dressing room. Few minutes later he came out and Botan handed him a pair of shoes, which matched with the suit. Yoko placed a hat securely on top of his head. They shoved him in front of a mirror.

"What do you think Shuichi?" Botan asked him as he turned his head to get a better look.

"Yous pimpin' now G!" Yoko said with a smile. Shuichi smiled himself.

<"You look ridiculous."> Youko said in his usually mocking and degrading tone. Kurama saw the tall sliver haired fox with a smirk and his arms crossed over his chest.

<"I'll ask for you're opinion when I need it."> He retorted. The fox snarled spat as he spoke in his vicious tone.

<"How dare you speak to me like I'm some type of idiot! You have no right to-">

<"Let me remind you whom it is that roams the earth and whom is stuck inside a human body! You are only a mere memory to me Youko! You have no body of your own!"> Kurama snapped just as viciously as the thief lord did. If only looks could kill. That was the end of that.

"Shuichi? Hello?" Yoko moved her hand up and down in front of his face. He spaced out with his little argument.

"O! Sorry. I was just stuck admiring my new attire. So, is this all that you wished to purchase for me?"

He just had to ask.

* * *

The room was quit dark except for the one naked light bulb that hung from the ceiling. It would sway whenever someone walked across the floor upstairs. The light from the bulb shone directly onto the person who sat in the chair underneath it. Today's victim just happened to be or favorite red haired.

"Uh…Yoko? Are you sure this is a-"

"Of course she is sure! She'd of never brought such a beautiful-Err- important friend to me!" from the darkness emerged a very short, stocky, and pale man. He wore a leather headband in which two very large and very thick lens hung from the front. They magnified his dark eyes to the size of speakers on a boom box. [Boom boxes…are there any left in America?] Though his teeth were as white as pearls, they were crooked and he had many over bites. His cackle was like that of a witches. [What am I writing. * gets dirrty laundry thrown at her * ok sorry!] He wore black pants and a long white lab coat that had a nametag on it. Kurama couldn't read it.

"So what is he in for my good friend Yoko?" He said slowly sticking his hand into rubbery gloves. Kurama became very uncomfortable and was ready to sever this mans head in any second.

"Well, I need you to make a mold of his upper and lower sets of teeth. I then need you to crunk them out with these…" she handed him a bag. What it was full of Kurama didn't know, but he knew he'd know fairly soon. "Think you can do it Flop?"

"Of course! But the pay won't be-"

"I got what you want right here." She handed him something, which he snatched away very quickly. Kurama heard him inhale and exhale deeply and then saw his smile among the light.

"You always were my best and favorite customer, Yoko." His smile seemed to grow from ear to ear.

"Um-" Kurama started but Flop's rubbery hand covered his mouth. He stroked the side of his face. As if Kurama's face had turned red hot both of Flop's hands jumped away. Kurama's eyes widened a bit as he saw the shaft of a gun close to his face. Yoko was the one responsible. She had a maniacal grin across her face as she shook her index finger and head at the same time.

"I told you not to touch him. But what do you do?" she posed it as a real question to the cowering doctor in the corner.

"I touched him! I touched him! I am vermin! But please! Spare me!" he held his hands up.

<"I am taking a deep desire to this girl Shuichi. You must let me taste her one day."> Though this words were not the things Kurama would've liked to hear, it did bring some of the fear away in his situation.

<"Hush."> He spoke softly within his own mind. The small confutation between Flop and Yoko had long since depleted. He was now working on appealing this disgusting bubble gum scented paste to Kurama's teeth. He let that set as Yoko pulled the doctor to the side. Kurama was to busy bitching with Youko to listen. As always, it ended with a bitchy remark and Youko fuming. Same old same old. Some minutes later Flop and Yoko returned.

"It is time to take the paste off. You have very beautiful teeth by the way!" he said carefully taking the pink substance off. He brushed Kurama's teeth to get the excess crap off and let him spit into a bucket.

"I'll have you teeth ready by tomorrow morning. I hope to see more of you Shuichi." He said with a smile as they entered sun light witch burned like hell.

"Why did you threaten that poor doctor?" Kurama asked as they walked towards Botan who had refused to go down with the them.

"His like a dog. You gotta keep him on a tight leash. By letting him touch you I gave him the whole damn line." The gun was back in its holster under her white sweatshirt.

"What happened?" Botan asked. Kurama only shook his head.