Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Unexpected Chances ❯ Paperwork! ( Chapter 3 )
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By: Katobatic winds 
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Drama / Fantasy | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 02.14.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 264 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Drama / Fantasy | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 02.14.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 264 | Status: Completed
Paperwork
Sirius sighed and plopped down on the guest room that had now become his room in the month he had been there. He hadn’t to this much amount of work since he was in Hogwarts. He looked at the closet and crawled to get western clothing. Opening it he saw hakama and kimono neatly stashed in an area of the small closet.
He went to the right end, there he had the western clothes he had managed to acquire. He threw off the clothes he was wearing and grabbed a pair of pants and a shirt. He changed and went back to the room. He had managed to get use some Japanese customs, for one, his shoes were stored or left at a side to the entrance. He was just wearing slippers.
He yawned and pulled up one of the few chairs that were in the room to a small desk he had been given to fill out papers. Damn him on second thought never mind...
Name: Sirius he scratches that out Black, Sirius
Age:
Sirius sighed and wrote down his age remembering the years he spent in the hell hole of a prison. So many years of his life stolen!
He continued filling out the form, honestly, they couldn’t have simpler paperwork! He needed to fill this out if he wanted to become a guide, no problem for his training just to get a job. At least I’ll have a job when I’m dead. He blinked. That’s just weird! Why am I even thinking this! I should be alive by all logic wait I am alive... I should be in the human world. Yes that works...I need more friends that speak english. He snickered when he realized his thoughts.
He sighed and was about to finish when there came a knock at this door. “Ohairinasai. (Come in)” He said, he had been learning some Japanese as most of the people here spoke it.
The door opened and he saw a blue-green haired head in an instant. “Ohayo Black-san. We have more training to do! And I’m here to pick up the paper work.” He resisted the urge to groan.
“I’m nearly done.” He frowned as he shook the pen, he found himself liking the muggle device, so much easier to use than quills. “Stupid pen, nearly dry.” He managed to get the words out the pen. “Here you are and I’ll be ready soon, Botan.” She nodded before going to Koemna’s office.
Sirius got up and slipped on some shoes before running to a field area. He sighed in relief when he saw that he was early his trainer was just tuff! Sitting on the ground he waited. It was only a few minutes before he saw his teacher. There was his teacher for ‘basics’ Tadashi Yamada. His teacher had a Japanese name but spoke fluent English.
Tadashi was a man in his fifties; his once black hair now over taken by grey, his face was lined with wrinkles of hard times. He had though, wrinkles from smiling. He was a nice but stern older gentleman.
Sirius knew the only reason he was exhausting himself was so he could go back to the Ningenkai sooner. He didn’t want to admit it but he was getting use to this routine. He wondered when he would go to the Ningenkai to finish his training in the use of his reiki. Sirius listened to Yamada-sensei as he had learned to call him. He was instructed to try and bring out his spirit energy in the form of a ball of energy. Control was a thing Sirius was getting better at.
Sirius took breathes in and out he was looking for that familiar feeling that came from his Reiki. He visualized it in his mind’s eye, holding out his arms in front of his he focused. A blinking small dot appeared it was red in appearance, his reiki energy appeared red.
After a moment of concentration he got the ball out faster and much sturdier. He grasped the ball with one hand. Yamada nodded. “Now let see what you can do with it.” He was shown three targets on stacks of hay next to each other. Sirius though about what he could do. Smiling he pulled himself up and started bouncing the ball. Aiming carefully he threw it to the nearest target. It slammed straight into middle target and then it exploded energy going forward and to the sides. All three targets were destroyed.
He used a bit more energy but he knew it was using more energy and working harder that he got stronger. That and facing stronger foes but he really didn’t want to go there yet. Yamada nodded and examined the targets. “Good work, at your level I’m surprised that you showed such control, but I have never trained a wizard before or met one to my knowledge.”
Sirius really didn’t know how to really classify Reiki in his mind, it was another ability too him like magic. Although magic was just a different control of Reiki.... He shook his head, best not to think about it. “Now, again.” Sirius sighed but kept working.
Sirius was rushing to lessons that had been given to him by a young man, he had been learning Japanese. He slowed down and turned down a muggle street. He wasn’t in disguise or anything for luckily he was in muggle Japan. People only gave him odd looks when he spoke heavily accented Japanese and because he was not Japanese.
He went to a small indoor café; he looked for the distinct feature his tutor had. Spotting it he started toward him. He was greeted with a nod and Sirius gave his improving bow to him. He sighed and sat down. The red hair of his ‘teacher’, especially since he was a hundred percent Japanese, he found it more brilliant than the Weasley’s infamous hair. The young man in front of him actually was more powerful than anyone he had ever met.
“Hello, Minamino-san.” The red headed man smiled, Shuuichi Minamino or Yoko Kurama to some was one of the members of the renowned Reiki Tentei. The brilliant ‘teen’ was in Sirius’ opinion very complex though he called him by all his names. He didn’t mind the oddness of calling someone by either Kurama or Minamino-san. He did of course go by worse aliases.
“Hello, Sirius-san.” Sirius had insisted that he be called by his first name. “I hope you studied.” Sirius nodded and so went on the lesson. People shot them odd looks if they did not come in regularly as in the past month it was now a common sight for the Englishman to be taught Japanese every other day of the week. The English man would stutter and work on pronunciation as the red head patiently worked with him. Some found it very flattering that the middle aged man was honestly trying to speak their native language and not expect every one to speak English.
After an hour and a half Sirius and Kurama left for their destinations. Sirius ducked into an alley and pulled out an oar from nowhere. He let it float before trying to balance on it, it was not easy as it looked and he longed for a broom. He had to admit though it could sometimes be much faster than an ordinary broom.
Kurama walked down to meet his family for dinner, his thoughts on the peculiar ningen (human) who was working to cram many years and months of training and learning. He had to admit that he had been surprised when he learned that the human was going to be a sprit guide and to be sort of a mini detective in England at the age he was at.
Kurama did have to admit that the human was progressing very well, he was learning Japanese at an exceptional level for someone of his age and his Reiki was increasing steadily higher each time they met. It was small but adding it counted to a steady rate. The human had been at a level D and was now bordering mid level D. He suspected it was with the fact that he had continued usage of his Reiki. He had to use it in Ferry training and Reiki training. Having heard the man’s tale he wished him luck, he knew what it was like have someone to care about with his life. He had his mother, the other had his godson. Smiling he knocked on the door to his home. He was greeted by his step father and soon they settled into dinner.
Sirius walked down the hall of the palace, he was still having trouble finding certain places. He ran into an oni who had turned the corner that lead to the guest quarters, it contained his room. The oni shrieked as it tumbled backwards and the papers were about to fly. Sirius pulled out his wand and muttered an incantation that slowed the oni down. He snatched the paper work before it fell.
The oni got up and looked very relieved that the papers were not ruined. Sirius was surprised by how heavy the stack was. Was this how onis stayed in shape? He oni took stack, and yelled “DOMO,” as it rushed off. Sirius inspected his wand; it had been under an odd angle when he grabbed the papers, he sighed in relief when it appeared to be fine.
He went down to his room, he shut the door and then went to change into more comfortable clothing. He pulled the screen open and went to the closet. Sirius grumbled as he combed his hair. He had cut it after it had past his a comfortable length. He yawned and went to bed expecting and dreading the next day.
Harry Potter sat up in bed; he smiled sadly as his dream faded. His godfather had been doing the oddest things, learning Japanese? Horned creatures with loincloths with desks jobs? He had to tell the others, they would get a kick out of it. Of course he only got certain scenes that were very peculiar but usually featured his godfather stumbling over Japanese and trying to stay balanced on an oar, not a broom but an oar. The only plus sided was that it seemed he too was picking up some Japanese.
One of the times he went out he went to the public library and saw to his amazement that he had in fact been learning and hearing Japanese in his dreams. He knew that is just a coincidence he was after all not very ordinary when it came to his dreams. Maybe he was just getting some unusual ability while he was grieving. Shaking his head he lay back down and closed his eyes.
Sirius climbed stair after stair to the place where Botan had deemed for training. Although being a Guide wasn’t that hard in some aspect the only trouble Sirius had was with flying. He really didn’t want to face his lesson. He finally reached the place were he would be practicing today. Botan was sitting on her own oar in her pink kimono. He though had to wear a hakama and kimono.
He supposed Robes weren’t much worse than kimonos. He grumbled and got on his oar, he should demand a broom! He was English and wizard! Botan nodded and cheerfully went on helping him as he tried to fly at faster velocities and on techniques. After a few hours he went off to practice his Japanese and relax.
He wondered how much longer he had before he could leave. Then there was a knock on the door, opening it, he nearly groaned when he saw the oni carrying a stack of papers. Out with the pens!
Sirius sighed and plopped down on the guest room that had now become his room in the month he had been there. He hadn’t to this much amount of work since he was in Hogwarts. He looked at the closet and crawled to get western clothing. Opening it he saw hakama and kimono neatly stashed in an area of the small closet.
He went to the right end, there he had the western clothes he had managed to acquire. He threw off the clothes he was wearing and grabbed a pair of pants and a shirt. He changed and went back to the room. He had managed to get use some Japanese customs, for one, his shoes were stored or left at a side to the entrance. He was just wearing slippers.
He yawned and pulled up one of the few chairs that were in the room to a small desk he had been given to fill out papers. Damn him on second thought never mind...
Name: Sirius he scratches that out Black, Sirius
Age:
Sirius sighed and wrote down his age remembering the years he spent in the hell hole of a prison. So many years of his life stolen!
He continued filling out the form, honestly, they couldn’t have simpler paperwork! He needed to fill this out if he wanted to become a guide, no problem for his training just to get a job. At least I’ll have a job when I’m dead. He blinked. That’s just weird! Why am I even thinking this! I should be alive by all logic wait I am alive... I should be in the human world. Yes that works...I need more friends that speak english. He snickered when he realized his thoughts.
He sighed and was about to finish when there came a knock at this door. “Ohairinasai. (Come in)” He said, he had been learning some Japanese as most of the people here spoke it.
The door opened and he saw a blue-green haired head in an instant. “Ohayo Black-san. We have more training to do! And I’m here to pick up the paper work.” He resisted the urge to groan.
“I’m nearly done.” He frowned as he shook the pen, he found himself liking the muggle device, so much easier to use than quills. “Stupid pen, nearly dry.” He managed to get the words out the pen. “Here you are and I’ll be ready soon, Botan.” She nodded before going to Koemna’s office.
Sirius got up and slipped on some shoes before running to a field area. He sighed in relief when he saw that he was early his trainer was just tuff! Sitting on the ground he waited. It was only a few minutes before he saw his teacher. There was his teacher for ‘basics’ Tadashi Yamada. His teacher had a Japanese name but spoke fluent English.
Tadashi was a man in his fifties; his once black hair now over taken by grey, his face was lined with wrinkles of hard times. He had though, wrinkles from smiling. He was a nice but stern older gentleman.
Sirius knew the only reason he was exhausting himself was so he could go back to the Ningenkai sooner. He didn’t want to admit it but he was getting use to this routine. He wondered when he would go to the Ningenkai to finish his training in the use of his reiki. Sirius listened to Yamada-sensei as he had learned to call him. He was instructed to try and bring out his spirit energy in the form of a ball of energy. Control was a thing Sirius was getting better at.
Sirius took breathes in and out he was looking for that familiar feeling that came from his Reiki. He visualized it in his mind’s eye, holding out his arms in front of his he focused. A blinking small dot appeared it was red in appearance, his reiki energy appeared red.
After a moment of concentration he got the ball out faster and much sturdier. He grasped the ball with one hand. Yamada nodded. “Now let see what you can do with it.” He was shown three targets on stacks of hay next to each other. Sirius though about what he could do. Smiling he pulled himself up and started bouncing the ball. Aiming carefully he threw it to the nearest target. It slammed straight into middle target and then it exploded energy going forward and to the sides. All three targets were destroyed.
He used a bit more energy but he knew it was using more energy and working harder that he got stronger. That and facing stronger foes but he really didn’t want to go there yet. Yamada nodded and examined the targets. “Good work, at your level I’m surprised that you showed such control, but I have never trained a wizard before or met one to my knowledge.”
Sirius really didn’t know how to really classify Reiki in his mind, it was another ability too him like magic. Although magic was just a different control of Reiki.... He shook his head, best not to think about it. “Now, again.” Sirius sighed but kept working.
Sirius was rushing to lessons that had been given to him by a young man, he had been learning Japanese. He slowed down and turned down a muggle street. He wasn’t in disguise or anything for luckily he was in muggle Japan. People only gave him odd looks when he spoke heavily accented Japanese and because he was not Japanese.
He went to a small indoor café; he looked for the distinct feature his tutor had. Spotting it he started toward him. He was greeted with a nod and Sirius gave his improving bow to him. He sighed and sat down. The red hair of his ‘teacher’, especially since he was a hundred percent Japanese, he found it more brilliant than the Weasley’s infamous hair. The young man in front of him actually was more powerful than anyone he had ever met.
“Hello, Minamino-san.” The red headed man smiled, Shuuichi Minamino or Yoko Kurama to some was one of the members of the renowned Reiki Tentei. The brilliant ‘teen’ was in Sirius’ opinion very complex though he called him by all his names. He didn’t mind the oddness of calling someone by either Kurama or Minamino-san. He did of course go by worse aliases.
“Hello, Sirius-san.” Sirius had insisted that he be called by his first name. “I hope you studied.” Sirius nodded and so went on the lesson. People shot them odd looks if they did not come in regularly as in the past month it was now a common sight for the Englishman to be taught Japanese every other day of the week. The English man would stutter and work on pronunciation as the red head patiently worked with him. Some found it very flattering that the middle aged man was honestly trying to speak their native language and not expect every one to speak English.
After an hour and a half Sirius and Kurama left for their destinations. Sirius ducked into an alley and pulled out an oar from nowhere. He let it float before trying to balance on it, it was not easy as it looked and he longed for a broom. He had to admit though it could sometimes be much faster than an ordinary broom.
Kurama walked down to meet his family for dinner, his thoughts on the peculiar ningen (human) who was working to cram many years and months of training and learning. He had to admit that he had been surprised when he learned that the human was going to be a sprit guide and to be sort of a mini detective in England at the age he was at.
Kurama did have to admit that the human was progressing very well, he was learning Japanese at an exceptional level for someone of his age and his Reiki was increasing steadily higher each time they met. It was small but adding it counted to a steady rate. The human had been at a level D and was now bordering mid level D. He suspected it was with the fact that he had continued usage of his Reiki. He had to use it in Ferry training and Reiki training. Having heard the man’s tale he wished him luck, he knew what it was like have someone to care about with his life. He had his mother, the other had his godson. Smiling he knocked on the door to his home. He was greeted by his step father and soon they settled into dinner.
Sirius walked down the hall of the palace, he was still having trouble finding certain places. He ran into an oni who had turned the corner that lead to the guest quarters, it contained his room. The oni shrieked as it tumbled backwards and the papers were about to fly. Sirius pulled out his wand and muttered an incantation that slowed the oni down. He snatched the paper work before it fell.
The oni got up and looked very relieved that the papers were not ruined. Sirius was surprised by how heavy the stack was. Was this how onis stayed in shape? He oni took stack, and yelled “DOMO,” as it rushed off. Sirius inspected his wand; it had been under an odd angle when he grabbed the papers, he sighed in relief when it appeared to be fine.
He went down to his room, he shut the door and then went to change into more comfortable clothing. He pulled the screen open and went to the closet. Sirius grumbled as he combed his hair. He had cut it after it had past his a comfortable length. He yawned and went to bed expecting and dreading the next day.
Harry Potter sat up in bed; he smiled sadly as his dream faded. His godfather had been doing the oddest things, learning Japanese? Horned creatures with loincloths with desks jobs? He had to tell the others, they would get a kick out of it. Of course he only got certain scenes that were very peculiar but usually featured his godfather stumbling over Japanese and trying to stay balanced on an oar, not a broom but an oar. The only plus sided was that it seemed he too was picking up some Japanese.
One of the times he went out he went to the public library and saw to his amazement that he had in fact been learning and hearing Japanese in his dreams. He knew that is just a coincidence he was after all not very ordinary when it came to his dreams. Maybe he was just getting some unusual ability while he was grieving. Shaking his head he lay back down and closed his eyes.
Sirius climbed stair after stair to the place where Botan had deemed for training. Although being a Guide wasn’t that hard in some aspect the only trouble Sirius had was with flying. He really didn’t want to face his lesson. He finally reached the place were he would be practicing today. Botan was sitting on her own oar in her pink kimono. He though had to wear a hakama and kimono.
He supposed Robes weren’t much worse than kimonos. He grumbled and got on his oar, he should demand a broom! He was English and wizard! Botan nodded and cheerfully went on helping him as he tried to fly at faster velocities and on techniques. After a few hours he went off to practice his Japanese and relax.
He wondered how much longer he had before he could leave. Then there was a knock on the door, opening it, he nearly groaned when he saw the oni carrying a stack of papers. Out with the pens!