Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ The Hypocrite Hunter ❯ The University of Discrimination ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

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Chapter Three
Kuwabara cursed as the red Link was shoved over the edge by Fox. "STUPID URAMESHI, THAT'S THE SIXTH TIME TODAY!"

"Stupid ningen; that was me, not you. You're green!"

"Oh. In that case, GO FOR IT URAMESHI!"

Hiei scowled. "Stupid, color-blind fool." He waited impatiently for his character to return to the top of the building.

"OI, KUWABARA, GET AWAY FROM ME WITH THAT DAMN HAMMER!" Yuusuke glared at the screen as the hammer shot Fox out into the distance, causing him to disappear in a dot of light. "I should have knocked you off instead of Hiei!" The boy set down the controller and pouted slightly. He was out of lives.

"Hn. Should have thought about that before, baka." The fire demon grinned maliciously as he set up his next attack.

"SHRIMP, I THOUGHT WE AGREED THAT POKEMON WERE ILLEGAL IN THIS MATCH!"

"My silence did not indicate agreement. If you took it as such, too bad." Green Link fell over the edge of the building to certain doom, and the screen flashed in big letters Game Over.

Kuwabara scowled. "Cheater!"

Hiei smirked. "You assumed that I agreed to your terms, and you didn't even ask me. Setting rules without asking everyone involved if they agree with them isn't exactly fair."

Yuusuke smiled. "He's right, Kuwabara. Another go?"

"No." The carrot-top grinned. "Let's play Mario Kart."

Hiei made a face. "That's a stupid game."

Kuwabara sniggered. "Only because you always crash about fifty times a game."

"Consider my win at Melee payback, Fool."

"Yeah, especially since you always throw around those bananas and red shells." Yuusuke shuddered. "Besides, I always feel sick after watching the way Hiei 'drives.'" Hiei glared at him, and the ningen glared back. "It's true! We're never letting you drive! Ever!" Yuusuke put up his hands in a defensive fashion as the fire demon shot him a murderous glower. "How about we play Mortal Kombat, then?"

Kuwabara frowned. "Awwww! Hiei always wins that one!"

Hiei's eye twitched slightly. "That game's also stupid. The moves are unlikely. And the live-action American movie sucked."

Yuusuke's eyebrows raised. "Eh? Which one?"

"Both of them, but the second one was worse."

"This is ridiculous!" The others looked up at the redhead, who was staring at the computer, shocked at both the interruption and the anger in Kurama's voice. "It's absolutely disgusting!"

Hiei was at the redhead's side in an instant, looking over his shoulder and glancing at the screen. "What is?"

Yuusuke and Kuwabara pulled up chairs and looked at the screen as well. Kurama sighed. "I'm considering doing study abroad in America for a semester, and this school is one of my main choices. It's one of the best engineering institutions in the country, and it would be an interesting experience." He scowled. "But it seems they're rather homophobic, if this letter in the school paper is any indication." He sighed. "Apparently, this guy thinks that homosexuality is a religion, drag shows are religious gatherings, and drag queens are preachers."

Hiei blinked. "Drag queens?"

Kurama sighed. "Men who dress as women and put on shows. I've never actually been to one, but one of the people I talk to online occasionally attended and said it was fun."

Yuusuke's eyes widened. "I thought those were transvestites."

"Nope." Kurama shook his head. "Some of them are, but some just dress for fun." He frowned. "Apparently, the university allowed the club that sponsored the show to use on-campus facilities, and this person had a problem with their show of non-discrimination."

Kuwabara frown. "That's stupid. Isn't everyone supposed to have equal access?"

Kurama sighed again. "Yes, especially since America's First Amendment to the Constitution that grants freedom of religion."

Hiei frowned. "But homosexuality isn't a religion."

"We know that, but evidently there are some weirdos out there that think differently." Yuusuke scowled. "Utter stupidity."

Kurama nodded. "What's even worse is that my friend informed me that they have a freshman pre-fall program that used to include a lip sync competition. It was cut out because the year she was in it, some of the groups crossdressed as part of their act."

Yuusuke stared. "What?! I don't particularly like crossdressing, but that's stupid! It was college kids having a good time!"

"I know." Kurama bit his lip. "It makes me wonder if there's a very good environment there. I've also heard stories . . ." He trailed off.

Hiei poked him, his brow slightly furrowed. "What stories?"

The fox sighed. "Some guy was kicked out of his apartment for being gay before the fall semester, then falsely arrested and harassed by the 'local fuzz,' who are evidently homophobic. There have also been some more recent problems. Two guys were followed by a bunch of people in an SUV, yelled at, and videotaped. They went into a restaurant and the SUV was waiting for them when they came out. Three other guys were confronted by some people, who told one of them to 'beat up the fags and switch sides,' according to what my friend was told."

Kuwabara's eyes widened. "'Switch sides'? Like there's some kind of war or something . . ."

"I know. It makes me wonder if I should go there or not, and it makes me wonder about America as a whole. Is that the only part of the country like that, or is it the whole country?" He sighed. "And I would want to live off campus because I can't live with a non-student in the dorms, and I'm not going to leave Hiei, even for a semester." The fire demon relaxed very slightly, imperceptible to anyone but Kurama, who met his lover's eyes briefly, silently promising to talk later. "The problem is, I don't know if living off campus, or even on, would be safe. Americans are very intrusive into the private lives of others, and I'm afraid there may be problems if they discover my sexuality, especially in the engineering department."

"I wouldn't let anyone touch you."

The fire demon's words were practically hissed, and Kurama blinked. "I know that, Hiei. I meant grade-wise. They might tamper with my grades--I've heard of similar things happening in the 'States for less."

Yuusuke frowned. "I don't know what advice I can give you, Kurama. You might just be worrying about nothing. On the other hand, your worries could be realized. Human beings are very unpredictable sometimes."

"Yeah. If you want to get the experience, it's only for a semester, so it couldn't hurt your GPA too much. If you want to, try it out for a semester. Just don't try to get a job there after you graduate."

Kurama smiled. "Sound advice, Kuwabara. I'll have to think about it."

Yuusuke glanced at the computer screen again, then shot out of his seat. "Oh, shit! I'm supposed to meet Keiko in twenty minutes for a movie! She's gonna kill me if I'm late!"

"AAAAIIII!!" Kuwabara's chair fell back as he stood. "Oneechan [1] is going to kick my ass! I was supposed to be home ten minutes ago to do chores!" The two boys grabbed their daypacks [2] and said their goodbyes, then left hurriedly.

Kurama shut off the computer after they left and pulled Hiei against him. "Hiei . . . You didn't really think I'd ever leave you behind, did you?" The fire demon looked away and Kurama pulled him into his lap. "Oh, Hiei, I would never leave you to go to school. You're more important to me than that!"

Hiei sighed. "I know. But I don't know if Koenma would let me leave Japan unless it's for a mission . . ."

"Like he could stop me from bringing you along!"

The youkai looked at Kurama. "And it's a long way from here. It'd cost a lot of money, and I don't want you to waste it."

Kurama winced at the unspoken words. On me. "Hiei, you're not a waste of my money. I love you, and nothing is too much of a price if it means we can be together." He hugged the fire demon. "I don't think I'm going to go to America for school anyway. Maybe someday for a vacation, but not for a semester of college." The fox clicked off the desk light. "Let's go out for dinner, tonight, love. To a nice restaurant."

Hiei made a face and slid off Kurama's lap. "Does this mean I have to wear the suit?"

The redhead laughed. "No. We can find something else suitable."

"Hn. Good. Let's go, then."

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[1] Oneechan = older sister.

[2] According to Rose's Japanese instructor, in Japan backpacks are called 'daypacks,' so that's what we're going with.

Admittedly, this was not going to be the third chapter. We're working on another chapter (which should be out soon), but this one had to be written. Plus it was too much fun to mess with the first part. The name of the university mentioned in this piece is going to remain anonymous, though it does exist and these things did happen at the same university. Frightening, isn't it?

LadyMiriamele was inspired by The Hypocrite Hunter, and she wrote a wonderful fic that we're sure you all will enjoy, entitled "Power Of Persistence." Here's the link: http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1084086

Engineering was borrowed slightly on Hikari Nanase's fic "Paradise 6." Also because the university mentioned is known mostly for engineering.

Authors' notes: The views and opinions expressed within this story are a reflection of the authors'. We are in no way saying that our personal opinions are right, but we are saying that everyone has a right to express their own opinions without fear of being censored. We do not agree with a number of the official and unofficial goings-on at this university, and we are using this as a means of making our disagreement with them known. Also, we would like to thank anyone who has taken the time to read this story and listen to our opinions.