The Tournament

Time To Fight!

Kuwabara couldn’t believe how calm his friend was being. “Why do you say that Kurama?” he asked being utterly confused. Hiei, who had been looking out the window for some time, was staring to get annoyed by the orange haired buffoon. ‘Why can’t they just be quiet like those two over there?’ was all he said, manly to himself. That’s when it hit him.

He hadn’t even thought to ask if the two fighters where even boys or girls. Not even thinking Hiei walked over to where the hooded figure was. He reached for the hood, but was stopped when the fighter disappeared and reappeared behind him. He felt something pressed to his neck. He then noticed that the fighter’s sword was being pressed to his neck.

The conversation that had been held by Kurama and Kuwabara had stopped all together. When they realized that Hiei was the one being threatened with a sword to his neck, instead of it being the opposite. Hiei didn’t seem effected at all. There was no emotion on his face at all. Just a really annoyed and somewhat bored tone.

(Kurama’s P.O.V)

I stared in somewhat shock at the site before. There before him were two of his teammates. One was being held at the neck by a sword. But that wasn’t what shocked him the most. It was the person who was holding the sword.

It was the hooded fighter. Being held at the neck was Hiei. How could this be, had hell finally frozen over and he just didn’t know about it yet? Hiei was the most advanced out of the whole group when it came to speed. And yet he was the one being threatened.

‘No, this cannot be right!’ Kurama firmly thought to himself. ‘There has to be a reason as to why this happened. But what could it be? What?’ Kurama kept trying to piece together the puzzle, but the outcome was still out of his reach. He was suddenly brought out of his thoughts, when someone yelled. “Hey, shrimp what’d you do to the guy?”

(Normal P.O.V)

Kurama quickly turned his attention to where the question had been stated. Kuwabara was looking at the two fighters’ with his arms crossed and a very parental look was on his face. “Hun, I didn’t start it, buffoon. “was all Hiei said. In that moment the sound of someone drinking could be heard. Everyone turned their heads to where the sound was coming from (except Yusuke who was still asleep).

The grip that was once on Hiei was quickly released. Everyone turned their attention to a young boy who was on nearby table, quietly drinking out of one of team member’s cup. Oddly enough the boy looked no more them a mere 10 or 12 years of age. He wore a bright yellow shirt with a red pull over with the shelves cut off. He also wore a bright yellow and red stripped hat with some kind of blue ball on top.

Although his physical appearance may look human, about almost everyone in the room could tell he was demon. As everyone was taking a good look at the unexpected guest, a loud crash could be heard. Everyone then turned their attention to where the remaining cups where. There they saw that one of the cups had busted into a thousand pieces. They turned their attention back to the young boy, but even Kurama had doubt’s.

No matter how strong a demon may be. They always leave some sort of evidence that they had caused trouble. But after carefully looking at the cup and the shattered pieces. There wasn’t any trace that the kid had caused it. ‘Maybe there was some else in the room. And is just playing tricks on us. Maybe this is their way of showing us it’s almost time to fight. ‘thought a somewhat puzzled Kurama.