Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Youkai Sr. High ❯ The Letter ( Chapter 1 )

Hiei joins Lytherian High and for once becomes a ruler over a certain ground/campus.. Though it was not what he imagined.. And Kurama comes along as the school counselor, because of the lack of openings in other jobs..

>o> I don't really like descriptions.. Just read it please.. And please review! I don't really want to waste my time typing all of my story if no one reviews… Also, I wrote this for my Hiei fan friend and my Kurama fan friend, so I do not exactly care if you don't like it :P no offence ;;

Disclaimer: I do not own YYH! I do not own this, that, or that other thing. No buzzing sun, shining trees, ect. And no I was not high when I wrote this.

 

Another Disclaimer: All of the characters think, speak, and act from THEIR point of view. I have nothing against Americans, for example. I also might use words you have never heard of before, and are not in the dictionary. This is because I am.. umm.. following the pathway of Shakespeare in making up words. Thankyou! :)

 

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It was a beautiful day on Earth. The sun was buzzing, the trees were shining, the bees were softly swaying to and fro. Unfortunately within the Minamino residence a short, fiery hot-head was annoyedly pacing the floor slightly more than the speed of sound.

 

“Damn” Hiei muttered pacing with his eyes closed, guided by his jagan and nothing else. Though he is not usually bothered by the senseless comments of most morons, Kurama was one of the rare special acceptations. When he says something senseless, more often than not it means something vital to the future.

 

So today Hiei was pacing as he pondered. He was leaving a worn path along his troddings of flattened carpet, for he has been pacing for hours now. His head snapped up attentively, at last, to the call of his name while the door of the house swung open. A calm, graceful red-head walked quietly in. His actual name is Kurama, original name is Youko Kurama, and known to ningens as Shuiichi Minamino. He is also an occupant of the house whose floor Hiei was steadily destroying, and has a moderately strong `alliance' to Hiei.

 

Kurama waved an important-looking tan envelope to Hiei in a taunting way. Hiei's senses peaked to their brinks. He could not help but feel it was related to the cast-off comment Kurama made so many days ago, giving Hiei `something to rule', and this may finally be the moment the answer will be revealed. The question, `What the hell was he talking about?'.

 

Kurama handed him the envelope, smiling lightly. That damned snickering bastered. Hiei tore the envelope in a fast movement, then snatched the letter out of the air, letting the shreds drift to the ground. He hesitated at the annoying ningen font and twitched, handing it back to Kurama in spite.

 

Kurama blinked as he received the letter and looked over his short, narrow minded friend's expression. It held distinct amounts of annoyance and impatience, and also seemed to expect that Kurama should know what he wants. Kurama smiled gently, his soft red lips slightly curving. His emerald eyes shined a little, sealing his lips to see exactly how desperate the infuriated three-eyed demon wanted the translation. The reaction came immediately.

 

Hiei snarled darkly, snatching the stupid note from Kurama once more. That damned kitsune can play his annoying games alone. Hiei's eyes franticly searched the paper for a clue of ANY sort of what this letter was about, or at least whom it was from.

 

Kurama's eyes were now bright with enjoyment as he watched Hiei suffer. The letter itself was encoded in a common language of the human world known as English. There are very few Japanese students that bother to study it, however. Kurama smirked. Hiei, also, is just barely catching on to Hiragana and some of the Katakana, and would most likely not bother to force any more of that `useless' data into his mind. Much less, English.

 

Hiei growled quietly, getting on the edge. Kurama WILL tell him what it says, and Kurama's smirk fanned Hiei's flames more than anything. Damnit what is Kurama trying to hide!? Hiei was tempted to rip the parcel in half, but knew better than that. Instead he returned the paper to Kurama's hand with another rude gesture of annoyance.

 

Kurama eyed Hiei. Now was a good time to act. He could sense his friend's already rationed supply of patience was running thin. He was slightly relieved, however, that Hiei wanted to know so desperately, helping him reassure himself he has done the right thing. Kurama unfolded the letter and felt Hiei's raising Ki lower slightly as it resorted to anxiety. He smiled and said clearly in his usual emotionless, steady tone translating as he went along;

 

“Congratulations, Mr.Hiei-sama chan!”

 

Kurama smiled brightly at this. Stupid Americans.

 

“ We have accepted your application to the Lytherian High school of Beaverton, Oregon! We are glad you signed up as you seem to be a kind, well rounded human and leader. We have paid the expenses of your arrival, and plan to give you appropriate classes in the fields you lack (even if very slightly) of (such as English). We pray this will be as fulfilling to the future of our school that you care so much of (particularly in your essay) as we felt when we read your application. Have a good vacation, and see you in September!

 

 

-Mariana V.K, Vice principal of Lytherian.

 

 

---GO LILYPADS!---”

 

Kurama stopped reading, took a breath, and said “Hie-“ which is an improvement from their usual discussions where only `H' or `Hi' were uttered before Hiei's:

 

“WHAT THE HELL DID YOU GET ME INTO!?” Hiei exclaimed as he tore the letter out of Kurama's hand, successfully ripping the top corner Kurama was gripping on. His gloriously blood-crimson eyes filtered through the page and he snarled darkly. Though he knew of the contents he STILL could not translate any of the letter. He glared angrily at Kurama, his small spark of hope that PERHAPS Kurama is lying started to snowball into a stubborn, undeniable belief.

 

Kurama watched Hiei's anger raise to alarming rates calmly. Soon Hiei will calm down, get mad once more, then calm again. The question is how much time will any of his moods take to thieve and die. The first calm Hiei will get is based on a complete, moronic lie with an amazing, pathetic lack of logic or evidence and often both. Kurama has come to connect this `peace' in Hiei with an eye of a hurricane, and the peace will soon slide by, his anger released once more by the mere mention of a similar topic. During his second rage he will not rest until presented with an answer he cannot find a reason against (though he usually cannot find a very good reason, he DOES have his moments) where he will take that path, insist he invented it on his own, and never rant of it again. Yet would Kurama be able to convince Hiei before September? Kurama sighed, his ears finally tuning to Hiei's continuous rantings. By collecting his past notations of Hiei's logic, Kurama assumed Hiei would fall back on a simple resort such as `he simply will not cooperate'.

 

“-ING ALONG WITH THOSE `LILYPAD' SNIVLING NINGEN B R A T S LIKE THE CONCENTRATED VERSIONS OF THEIR M O R O N IC N I N G E N P A R E N T S WHERE THE WHOLE D A M N F A M I L Y CAN ALL GO TO HE-“ Hiei continued to rant a few more colorful meaningless insults.

 

Kurama sighed again. To put Hiei's rant short, let us restate Hiei's paragraphs as:

 

“No, Kurama, I do not wish to go, and beg you to please inform me before you do something else this silly.”

 

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