Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Youkai Sr. High ❯ The Truth ( Chapter 2 )

Hm… No reviews T_T well here's the next one *sniffle*

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Yyh, and all the comments about different lands and such are intended from the character's point of view and not my own. I have nothing against any of the places listed, particularly not America

 

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Kurama has been trying for a month now, following Hiei when appropriate, hoping to be there when Hiei's problem is brought open again.

 

Hiei noticed Kurama's intentions immediately, and avoided the plant craze as often as possible. Unfortunately, considering he temporarily lives in Kurama's very house, avoiding Kurama was fruitless. So he settled down and allowed Kurama to stalk along his side in silence.

 

Kurama was fine with these times. It reminded Youko of the old days of silence before they attacked whatever their target was on that day. However the atmosphere usually lacked this dripping hate that he felt radiating off Hiei as they walked currently.

 

Finally, the day arrived.

 

Hiei sat at `home' boredly. Kurama was out once more, today at his `school'. Hiei was, as usual, sitting on a random stable object (a stereo today) and staring into space, his thoughts floating about his head. This head slowly raised at the sound of a ring, the source from a counter next to Kurama's stove. He stared at it in annoyance as it rang. He will not grant this moronic ningen contraption with his voice. He decided he would not give it attention, and turned facing away from it.

 

Ring Ring.

 

Hiei twitched. Damned persistent waste of metal.

 

Ring Ring.

 

Hiei closed his eyes, attempting to wash out the sound from his thoughts. What a damned waste of time, currency, and metal. They could have used it for another use, say, a flimsy weapon. A toothpick is more useful than this crap.

 

Ring Ring.

 

Hiei snarled and sat up from his thoughtfully slouchy position. What was the use of that WASTE anyway. Kurama never touches it. Suiichi's mother talks to its odd hairpiece constantly. Its mouth seems to be, perhaps, even LOCATED in its hairpiece. If that is so, and its mouth is constantly pressed to her ear, why did it not bite her? Was it tamed? Hiei did not care. It is still useless.

 

Ring Ring.

 

Hiei flinched and growled in a low threat.

 

Ring Ring.

 

“SHUT UP OR I WILL SHRED YOU TO DIRT” He snarled, and was now in front of it, bearing down on its shining useless flesh.

 

.

. No sound emitted

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Hiei smirked in triumph. This crap pet needed training, and for an activity to fill his `nothing time', Hiei was fine with training it. He placed the edge of his katana against the back of its mouth and hissed “You will stay silent unless you wish to die.” He smirked at the mechanism's silence.

 

Beep

 

He snarled at the damned thing. Did it think he was JOKING!!? He growled and let the blade cut into it, not enough to make it bleed of course. “Shut. Up.”

 

“Hello, my dear Mr. And Mrs. Minamino”

 

Hiei blinked. He knew Suiichi had a `mother' but a father..? Then truth dawned on him. The damned thing was calling HIM `Mr. Minamino'! It was attempting to insult him! Pairing HIM with a damned widow ningen!

Hiei growled but held back. The contraption had a message for him, most likely another insult, but he had the time. Perhaps he will slice it slowly after it gives him the message. Or during to make the message faster. At least the message will give him time to decide how to inflict the most pain without killing it.

 

“This is the principal of Suiichi's school”

 

Hiei glared at it. What the hell was it babbling of? Surely Shuiichi's school could not be ruled by this `telephone', Nor would Kurama keep his principal in his kitchen. He glared at the telephone and hissed “Do NOT try to lie to m-“ but could not finish `me' before-

 

“I felt it would be right to inform you of Shuiichi's trip to Africa next Monday. He is a silent boy and tends to never tell you of his activities. We are sending him to Africa for the next two weeks, where he may study of African wildlife alone, thus hopefully improving his slumping studies.”

 

Hiei blinked. To Africa? Would Shuiichi ever agree to leave his mother for Africa? Or.. did Shuiichi NOT agree.. Hiei grinned very slightly in an evil way. Shuiichi's grades have been `slumping', so says the telephone principal. Perhaps HE (for surely it is a he) chose to send him himself! Does a principal truly contain such power over his pupils? Hiei looks up at the sound of the door, smiling slightly in a very anti-sympathetic way.

Perhaps this occupation is not quite as mundane nor dull as he expected.

 

Kurama sighed as he walked in, sliding his sack off his shoulder and letting it sink half-hazardly to the floor. He swung the door shut with barely noticeable extra strength than usual. He walked soundlessly to the closest seat and sank in.

 

He gently put his hand to his forehead. How will he do this. The African trip was supposed to start THIS Monday, which would be today. He should be on a plane RIGHT NOW, while his mother, `step father', and `step brother' are away. But his pathetic principal moved the ride to next week. So they will return before he does so.

 

Kurama sighed quietly as his cool hand heated to match his foreheads temperature and crossed his legs. He is stressing too much, what with his grades, the vacation.. Hiei.. if only Hiei would simply say yes. To complicate it so is getting unnerving. Why does he not at least TRY it? Why must he `think' of it so much? For surely he is `thinking' about it.. Kurama smirked slightly to himself. SURELY Hiei would NEVER lie.

 

Kurama sighed. Perhaps he should abandon the idea, considering he is the only one that still even remembers it. In fact he MUST return to thinking of his own problems. Hiei's problem is causing Kurama problems of his own. Speaking of whom.. His eyes followed Hiei as he walked into the room, expressionless.

 

Kurama can feel the light air around Hiei.

What happened to him..?

 

Hiei eyed Kurama quietly, slightly curious of what is going through his thoughts. Surely nothing as interesting as what was going through his own mind. Hiei has already plotted where he will exile students. Many different places, depending on what they did wrong. After reading Kurama's for once useful books, he has a pretty good list of it. Though it is not nearly finished.

 

Arson:

Under Lord Hiei's permission= A `detention'

Of the grass= Send to the `Golbi desert'

Of the plants otherwise= Send to Africa, plenty of fire there

Of the building= Send to France. Surely that is worse than Africa.

Of another person= hn.. No punishment. Less brats.

Anything else: Send to hell. They're on the path, should be simple enough to `push them along'.

 

Hiei scanned over his mental list, eyes closed. He let a smirk melt onto his lips. He will at last have a mindless army of minions, with more than enough punishments to go around. The only problem is that they are weak ningens, though surely that will not be so much of a hassle. He will only need to train them. Is there not already a class of that..? Oh yes. Physical.. Hiei shook his head lightly. Never mind. He will rename the moronic class. He started sorting out training ideas while leaning against the wall.

 

Kurama eyed Hiei. Where is his mind vacationing? Most likely on his own seemingly eventless life. Perhaps Hiei might be kind enough to protect Kurama's mother from any likely dangers while he is away. He closed his eyes and unfolded his legs, elbows perched on his knees, his interlocked fingers supporting his head. He sighed, deciding to relieve his own curiosity and muttered “Hiei”

 

Hiei looked up, his smirk disappearing again. That damned moron may NEVER interrupt his thoughts! He was forming a moderately good list as well. He glowered at the red head.

 

“What has made you so happy?” Kurama muttered coolly. Before. What made him glad earlier, for he obviously was not now.

 

Hiei eyed Kurama and spat out “I was NOT happy” in an angry tone. He may have been slightly excited, but surely not `happy'. Why would he be happy of this crap. He is not and WILL not be happy until he says so. He is not `happy' to baby-sit ningen brats, and has not been happy, happy in the way most describe it at least, for countless years. Nothing `happy' can possibly come of this!

 

As Hiei mentally ranted of happiness, Kurama sat back into his third position since the thirty minutes he arrived home, this time a sleepy slightly uncharacteristic slump, arms at his sides. Not happy. Fine, alright. Not happy. Hiei obviously felt like being his usual stubborn self and today, as a rare event, Kurama was utterly drained of his patience.

 

Yet he could not restrain himself from imagining what Hiei can possibly be so happy of, particularly if that happiness is hidden from Kurama. Perhaps he found his step-brothers hidden stash of ice cream in the bathroom cupboard, or.. Kurama closed his eyes, smiling. Perhaps he won the lottery. What would Hiei purchase using lottery money? Kurama's mind, thirsty for distraction from the world, began to drift off..

 

Hiei watched the kitsune slump. He smirked again. Now Kurama is surely suffering from his exile to Africa. Why does the baka stay in school? He stood straight up and walked by Kurama. As he walked he muttered “I accept” then gained speed to arrive up the stairs and grab a paper.

 

He needs to write the laws to make an `official' document, so that he will not need to restate it to anyone. Is that not what American documents are for? Hiei picked up a pencil and wrote on the blank paper:

 

“1) You will address the principal ONLY as Lord Hiei, otherwise do not attempt to address him at all.

2) Name Lord Hiei any other name and you will suffer, though instead you may receive mercy and be sent to Norway, for his own reasons, depending on the name.

3) Name Lord Hiei any feminine name and you will be sent to hell.”

 

Hiei lifted his pencil and smirked. His reasoning is that Norway is an odd name, thus does not deserve to live. He knew that he has now covered the important parts of his document, but is certainly not done yet. Hiei leaned over and started on law number four..

 

 

 

Please don't take any of this as insults, they're not intended in that way.. Thanks again and please review! Oh, and happy birthday Jewlz!