Fic: "Fox in the Chiken Coop" Chapter Three (SN/YuYu Hakusho)
Fic: "Fox in the Chicken Coop" Chapter Three (SN/YuYu Hakusho)
Title: "Fox in the Chicken Coop" Chapter Two
Author: crossroads-kiss
Fandoms: Supernatural/Yu Yu Hakusho
Rating: Everyone
Warnings: None as of yet.
Summary: This time, Dean wanted answers, nothing was going to stop him. Not scary friends, nor pagan gods and most defiantly not angels, were going to stop him from finding out who that strange boy is.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the character from Supernatural or Yu Yu Hakusho and I can't lay claim to the idea as I do not know if someone else has already used it, I like to think I was the first, but who knows.
Distribution: (I also have a FF.net account Oyaji Murakami)
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Dean had followed Sam up to their room, the couple making out in the next room amused him and he couldn't help thinking if he would ever be that in love with someone.
Yeah right, even if he was, he would be making a lot more noise then they were.
A thump from the next room made him chuckle, until the thump nearly caved the wall in. Something was wrong and Dean had a feeling this was just the beginning.
Sure enough, all that remained of the couple was the woman's wedding ring. Tempting as it was to keep it, they made their way down to the lobby.
Chad, apparently the clerk's name, was standing behind the desk, typing away.
"The, uh, the room next to ours... the couple that are, uh, joined at the lips... have you seen them?" Dean asked awkwardly, stealing a glance at his brother as Chad finally looked up at them.
"Mr. and Mrs. Logan, the honeymooners? They checked out. Is something the matter?" Chad inquired and Dean could almost swear he detected a hint of amazement, but he couldn't be sure.
"They checked out?" Sam blurted disbelieving, it was up there with the most stupid answers he had ever heard.
"Yeah... just now." Chad informed them, seemingly oblivious to Sam's suspicions, even though it was clear he was lying.
"Really? It sort of seemed like they were, uh..." Sam chuckled, mostly at Dean's earlier reaction then the actual situation. "...in the middle of something." Sam countered, pressing the issue further, trying to get a reaction, but it wasn't quite enough.
"Yeah, it's kind of weird for honeymooners to check out without this." Dean all but smirked, pulling out the ring.
'Ah! Let's see him explain that one away.' Dean mentally gloated.
"Oh, dear. I'll just put that right in the lost and found. Don't you worry. Is there anything else I can help you with?" Chad inquired and Dean felt like grabbing him by the hair and smashing his face into the counter. This prick was in for an ass-kicking if he turned out to be evil.
"No, we're good." Dean replied stiffly, turning from the counter. They were so going to keep an eye on this mother until they found out what he was, because there was no way he was normal.
"Super-fantastic." Chad said, ending the conversation and the Winchester brothers made quick haste in getting away from the counter.
"Creepy." Sam whispered and Dean felt that didn't quite do it justice.
Who the hell says "Super-fantastic" anyway?
Douche bags, that's who.
"Broke the needle. All right, well, I'll scope out the joint, and you keep an eye on Norman Bates over here. I mean, one night off. Is that too much to ask?" Dean complained, making his way toward the elevator with a sigh.
He had seen a lot of strange things in his life, but the saying, 'there's an elephant in the room', just took on a whole new, and literal, meaning for him.
However, when he looked again, there was a well rounded man standing where the elephant once was.
Strange, but not the first time he'd hallucinated things.
This was, however, the first time it was something semi-normal looking, but he decided to move on when the guy started to get angry and accuse him of peeping.
Dean was many things, but homosexual wasn't one of them. Even if he was, the dude would have to look like a lady and that was if he was hopped up on drugs, drunk and had a goofer put on him.
Speaking of dudes looking like ladies, that boy, who Dean wasn't so sure was a boy, until now, had just bumped into him at the elevators.
"Gomen asai..." The boy trailed off, looking eye level at Dean.
"Do I know you?" The boy questioned, his eyebrows drawn together in confusion.
"I was in the lobby earlier and-"
"No, I have seen you before then, couple months ago and before that even, when I was a child." The boy said, as if piecing together a picture in his head.
"You haven't aged." He accused with a glare, suddenly it felt like the kid was taller then him, intimidating.
Like he was a whole other person now.
"Well, for starters, that isn't even possible and two, I could ask you the same thing, what were you doing in a town like that?" Dean defended, making it sound like he was talking about the Zombie attack, it threw him off that he wasn't the one demanding answers and he probably looked like an idiot throwing the questions back at the kid.
"Fair question, but when you're on a business trip and suddenly people start coming back from the dead, one tends to question running into someone from that town again. Now explain to me how you haven't aged a day since I was two years old." The boy purred, curiosity blazing behind emerald orbs.
"I didn't, I mean I'm only thirty, born in seventy-nine, how could I have known you when you were two? Unless you were in a lower grade then me?" Dean stammered, realizing the 'Kid' was a couple years older then him, but the implying he was younger would make his ramblings more believable, he hoped.
"Wait a minute, you're not exactly rocking the aged fence either. How old are you? You look like you're seventeen, twenty at the most." Dean glared and the man smirked, predatory and mischievous.
"Yes, I look fantastic for my age, don't I? However, if we keep questioning each other like this without answering anything, then we won't get anywhere, now will we?" The man smirked, stepping closer and closer to Dean until he was backed up against the wall. For a breath of a second, Dean thought the other man was going to kiss him, if the look he was giving him was anything to go by, but an irritated sigh drew their attention.
"Kurama, kono ningen to nani o shite iru no ka?" ("Kurama, what are you doing with this human?") The short spiky haired man grunted, clearly not amused by the display. Dean remembered him being there during the zombie attack and earlier in the lobby.
"Kare wa watashi o miryo shite imasu, Hei." ("He interests me, Hei.) Kurama smirked and the shorter man, Hei, snorted.
"I would advise you returning to your room... it is unwise to wonder halls aimlessly." Hei grunted, clearly not amused by Kurama's antics and turned from Kurama.
"Nani ga jibun jishin de okonau koto wa, jirai no nai bijinesu wa arimasen. Tada, shitte iru anata ga shinunara, watashi wa anata o korosudarou." ("What you do on your own is no business of mine. Just know, if you die, I will kill you.") Hei vowed and made his way down the hall, Kurama chuckled at that and turned his attention back to Dean.
"He called me a nasty name, didn't he?" Dean accused and Kurama shook his head, shrugging.
"No, he was scolding me, I tend to get a bit carried away when something amuses me. I apologize if I've offended you or put you in an uncomfortable situation, but you are the man I met, correct? I mean when I was a child? You can admit it now or not, but I will find out." Kurama pushed and Dean sighed.
"Yeah, whatever, it's a long story, but I'm not immortal or a highlander, so don't go chopping my head off." Dean grumbled and Kurama chuckled, grinning at Dean's offended scoff.
"I'm sorry, I don't mean to laugh, but I didn't peg you as a fan of Highlander; it was just so random. So if you're just a bit younger then I am, how is it you came to be fully grown in the past? Perhaps you have a Delorean instead?" Kurama inquired, trying to hold back a chuckle and Dean smirked, he was starting to like this guy, kind of like the trickster, but it wouldn't stop him from ganking him if he turned out to be something not human.
"Yeah, something like that, it even ran out of power when we landed." He wasn't lying, exactly, Cas had run out of angel mojo that day and they were afraid they were going to be stuck there forever.
"I see, well, that clears that up, I just happen to age well, it's genetic. I do unfortunately age, however." Kurama smirked, he was still hiding something and Dean didn't like the way he just accepted the fact he time traveled.
"What, that's it? No, you're crazy or it's an evil time traveling monster, must kill it?" Dean demanded and Kurama shrugged, backing away from the hunter.
"Believe it or not, I've seen stranger things. I should be going, my boss has a meeting that will be starting shortly and I have some tasks that need tending to." Karama excused himself, Dean went to argue, but thought better of it, he needed to go check up on Sam and the creepy clerk from hell.
There would still be time to figure out the whole Kurama mystery, but they had better things to worry about right now.
Unless he and the creepy clerk were behind the disappearances...
Deciding to keep an eye out for the redhead, Dean stalked the hall a little longer. However, after not seeing anything of interest, he then hit down button for the elevator, going to the first floor for the lobby and hoped Sam had faired better then he had.
Unfortunately, Dean's hopes were always just shy of being none existent, as Sam told him he had lost sight of Chad. Dean informed him of the elephant, but once again, neglected to mention the redhead, Kurama. Time would tell if the he was going to be a threat and Dean couldn't place why he kept avoiding telling his brother.
Frowning, Sam looked around the lobby, trying to figure something out.
"So what the hell is... Where is everybody?" Sam asked, his track of thinking derailed after his brain figured out what was wrong with the scene before them. He rushed forward and pushed at the lobby doors, but he was unable to get to the outside.
"Let me guess... it's locked. So what; the roaches check in, but they don't check out?" Dean snorted, he knew the answer and would bet the colt that he knew who was behind it as well.
"Think about how we got here. That detour on I-90? The friggin' hurricane?" Sam ranted, he was on a roll and Dean felt nauseous at him being right. Something was wrong in this little Pleasantville and things were about to get colorful as Dean drew the same conclusion Sam had.
"You saying we were led here?" Dean asked just to be sure, sure, they might have ran into something bad, but it didn't mean it was after them personally... yeah, right; who was he trying to kid?
They're always after them, the question now, was who and what for this time?
"Like rats in a maze." Sam confirmed, pulling the gun he had tucked in the back of his pants out.
Dean mirrored his brother's action, each taking a side of the room to scope out, checking for threats as the moved toward the kitchen area, the only place there was any sound coming from.
A pot was steaming away on the stove, sauce and other things splatter across things. It looked an awful lot like blood, the sauce that is and Dean chanted in vein for it to be tomato soup, but the eyeball floating in the ladle had him jumping back as if burned.
"This place is motel hell." Dean grumbled and looked up at Sam, who was approaching a freezer.
A hand thumping against the glass jumped both of them and then Sam was scrambling to unlock the freezer. Screams and begging was muffled by the thick door, however, they were running short on time, Dean could just feel it.
"Hurry up!" Dean barked, he knew ordering his brother wasn't the way to make him work faster, but his nerves were on end. Sam looked up and glared at him.
"I'm going as fast as I..." Sam began to snap, however, his face morphed from angry to frightened and Dean felt like swearing. "...as I can."
"There's somebody behind me, isn't there?" Dean sighed, this was going to suck.
Two men, though Dean doubted that's what they really were, stood behind him, bulking forms forming a wall, blocking any escape.
Needless to say, the fight lasted only a few seconds and the Winchester brothers we man handled into a conference room.
What they saw before them was a crowed of people, or rather, gods, of all kinds, milling around a dinning table, waiting for something.
"Something tells me this isn't a Shriner convention." Dean joked and Sam shot him a disapproving glare, muttering for him to shut up.
Chad, though his name tag now read Mercury, wheeled a cart in with piles of food on it, a grin plastered on his face.
"Dinner is served." He announce and they all applauded him, however, one of them stood and motioned to the brothers.
"Ladies and Gentleman, our guests of honor have arrived." Baldur gestured and all eyes turned to them.
Kurama smiled and gave a curt bow to Dean, his companions giving him confused looks. The one in the strange hat's name tag read Koenma and Dean had to assume his boss was a god. That didn't explain why Kurama was there though, the other one was missing and things were staring to get heated between all of them as they took seats at the table.
If they made it out of this alive, Dean was seriously considering taking a vacation.
Even if he had to spend it in Bobby's panic room.
Master Post
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Title: "Fox in the Chicken Coop" Chapter Two
Author: crossroads-kiss
Fandoms: Supernatural/Yu Yu Hakusho
Rating: Everyone
Warnings: None as of yet.
Summary: This time, Dean wanted answers, nothing was going to stop him. Not scary friends, nor pagan gods and most defiantly not angels, were going to stop him from finding out who that strange boy is.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the character from Supernatural or Yu Yu Hakusho and I can't lay claim to the idea as I do not know if someone else has already used it, I like to think I was the first, but who knows.
Distribution: (I also have a FF.net account Oyaji Murakami)
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Dean had followed Sam up to their room, the couple making out in the next room amused him and he couldn't help thinking if he would ever be that in love with someone.
Yeah right, even if he was, he would be making a lot more noise then they were.
A thump from the next room made him chuckle, until the thump nearly caved the wall in. Something was wrong and Dean had a feeling this was just the beginning.
Sure enough, all that remained of the couple was the woman's wedding ring. Tempting as it was to keep it, they made their way down to the lobby.
Chad, apparently the clerk's name, was standing behind the desk, typing away.
"The, uh, the room next to ours... the couple that are, uh, joined at the lips... have you seen them?" Dean asked awkwardly, stealing a glance at his brother as Chad finally looked up at them.
"Mr. and Mrs. Logan, the honeymooners? They checked out. Is something the matter?" Chad inquired and Dean could almost swear he detected a hint of amazement, but he couldn't be sure.
"They checked out?" Sam blurted disbelieving, it was up there with the most stupid answers he had ever heard.
"Yeah... just now." Chad informed them, seemingly oblivious to Sam's suspicions, even though it was clear he was lying.
"Really? It sort of seemed like they were, uh..." Sam chuckled, mostly at Dean's earlier reaction then the actual situation. "...in the middle of something." Sam countered, pressing the issue further, trying to get a reaction, but it wasn't quite enough.
"Yeah, it's kind of weird for honeymooners to check out without this." Dean all but smirked, pulling out the ring.
'Ah! Let's see him explain that one away.' Dean mentally gloated.
"Oh, dear. I'll just put that right in the lost and found. Don't you worry. Is there anything else I can help you with?" Chad inquired and Dean felt like grabbing him by the hair and smashing his face into the counter. This prick was in for an ass-kicking if he turned out to be evil.
"No, we're good." Dean replied stiffly, turning from the counter. They were so going to keep an eye on this mother until they found out what he was, because there was no way he was normal.
"Super-fantastic." Chad said, ending the conversation and the Winchester brothers made quick haste in getting away from the counter.
"Creepy." Sam whispered and Dean felt that didn't quite do it justice.
Who the hell says "Super-fantastic" anyway?
Douche bags, that's who.
"Broke the needle. All right, well, I'll scope out the joint, and you keep an eye on Norman Bates over here. I mean, one night off. Is that too much to ask?" Dean complained, making his way toward the elevator with a sigh.
He had seen a lot of strange things in his life, but the saying, 'there's an elephant in the room', just took on a whole new, and literal, meaning for him.
However, when he looked again, there was a well rounded man standing where the elephant once was.
Strange, but not the first time he'd hallucinated things.
This was, however, the first time it was something semi-normal looking, but he decided to move on when the guy started to get angry and accuse him of peeping.
Dean was many things, but homosexual wasn't one of them. Even if he was, the dude would have to look like a lady and that was if he was hopped up on drugs, drunk and had a goofer put on him.
Speaking of dudes looking like ladies, that boy, who Dean wasn't so sure was a boy, until now, had just bumped into him at the elevators.
"Gomen asai..." The boy trailed off, looking eye level at Dean.
"Do I know you?" The boy questioned, his eyebrows drawn together in confusion.
"I was in the lobby earlier and-"
"No, I have seen you before then, couple months ago and before that even, when I was a child." The boy said, as if piecing together a picture in his head.
"You haven't aged." He accused with a glare, suddenly it felt like the kid was taller then him, intimidating.
Like he was a whole other person now.
"Well, for starters, that isn't even possible and two, I could ask you the same thing, what were you doing in a town like that?" Dean defended, making it sound like he was talking about the Zombie attack, it threw him off that he wasn't the one demanding answers and he probably looked like an idiot throwing the questions back at the kid.
"Fair question, but when you're on a business trip and suddenly people start coming back from the dead, one tends to question running into someone from that town again. Now explain to me how you haven't aged a day since I was two years old." The boy purred, curiosity blazing behind emerald orbs.
"I didn't, I mean I'm only thirty, born in seventy-nine, how could I have known you when you were two? Unless you were in a lower grade then me?" Dean stammered, realizing the 'Kid' was a couple years older then him, but the implying he was younger would make his ramblings more believable, he hoped.
"Wait a minute, you're not exactly rocking the aged fence either. How old are you? You look like you're seventeen, twenty at the most." Dean glared and the man smirked, predatory and mischievous.
"Yes, I look fantastic for my age, don't I? However, if we keep questioning each other like this without answering anything, then we won't get anywhere, now will we?" The man smirked, stepping closer and closer to Dean until he was backed up against the wall. For a breath of a second, Dean thought the other man was going to kiss him, if the look he was giving him was anything to go by, but an irritated sigh drew their attention.
"Kurama, kono ningen to nani o shite iru no ka?" ("Kurama, what are you doing with this human?") The short spiky haired man grunted, clearly not amused by the display. Dean remembered him being there during the zombie attack and earlier in the lobby.
"Kare wa watashi o miryo shite imasu, Hei." ("He interests me, Hei.) Kurama smirked and the shorter man, Hei, snorted.
"I would advise you returning to your room... it is unwise to wonder halls aimlessly." Hei grunted, clearly not amused by Kurama's antics and turned from Kurama.
"Nani ga jibun jishin de okonau koto wa, jirai no nai bijinesu wa arimasen. Tada, shitte iru anata ga shinunara, watashi wa anata o korosudarou." ("What you do on your own is no business of mine. Just know, if you die, I will kill you.") Hei vowed and made his way down the hall, Kurama chuckled at that and turned his attention back to Dean.
"He called me a nasty name, didn't he?" Dean accused and Kurama shook his head, shrugging.
"No, he was scolding me, I tend to get a bit carried away when something amuses me. I apologize if I've offended you or put you in an uncomfortable situation, but you are the man I met, correct? I mean when I was a child? You can admit it now or not, but I will find out." Kurama pushed and Dean sighed.
"Yeah, whatever, it's a long story, but I'm not immortal or a highlander, so don't go chopping my head off." Dean grumbled and Kurama chuckled, grinning at Dean's offended scoff.
"I'm sorry, I don't mean to laugh, but I didn't peg you as a fan of Highlander; it was just so random. So if you're just a bit younger then I am, how is it you came to be fully grown in the past? Perhaps you have a Delorean instead?" Kurama inquired, trying to hold back a chuckle and Dean smirked, he was starting to like this guy, kind of like the trickster, but it wouldn't stop him from ganking him if he turned out to be something not human.
"Yeah, something like that, it even ran out of power when we landed." He wasn't lying, exactly, Cas had run out of angel mojo that day and they were afraid they were going to be stuck there forever.
"I see, well, that clears that up, I just happen to age well, it's genetic. I do unfortunately age, however." Kurama smirked, he was still hiding something and Dean didn't like the way he just accepted the fact he time traveled.
"What, that's it? No, you're crazy or it's an evil time traveling monster, must kill it?" Dean demanded and Kurama shrugged, backing away from the hunter.
"Believe it or not, I've seen stranger things. I should be going, my boss has a meeting that will be starting shortly and I have some tasks that need tending to." Karama excused himself, Dean went to argue, but thought better of it, he needed to go check up on Sam and the creepy clerk from hell.
There would still be time to figure out the whole Kurama mystery, but they had better things to worry about right now.
Unless he and the creepy clerk were behind the disappearances...
Deciding to keep an eye out for the redhead, Dean stalked the hall a little longer. However, after not seeing anything of interest, he then hit down button for the elevator, going to the first floor for the lobby and hoped Sam had faired better then he had.
Unfortunately, Dean's hopes were always just shy of being none existent, as Sam told him he had lost sight of Chad. Dean informed him of the elephant, but once again, neglected to mention the redhead, Kurama. Time would tell if the he was going to be a threat and Dean couldn't place why he kept avoiding telling his brother.
Frowning, Sam looked around the lobby, trying to figure something out.
"So what the hell is... Where is everybody?" Sam asked, his track of thinking derailed after his brain figured out what was wrong with the scene before them. He rushed forward and pushed at the lobby doors, but he was unable to get to the outside.
"Let me guess... it's locked. So what; the roaches check in, but they don't check out?" Dean snorted, he knew the answer and would bet the colt that he knew who was behind it as well.
"Think about how we got here. That detour on I-90? The friggin' hurricane?" Sam ranted, he was on a roll and Dean felt nauseous at him being right. Something was wrong in this little Pleasantville and things were about to get colorful as Dean drew the same conclusion Sam had.
"You saying we were led here?" Dean asked just to be sure, sure, they might have ran into something bad, but it didn't mean it was after them personally... yeah, right; who was he trying to kid?
They're always after them, the question now, was who and what for this time?
"Like rats in a maze." Sam confirmed, pulling the gun he had tucked in the back of his pants out.
Dean mirrored his brother's action, each taking a side of the room to scope out, checking for threats as the moved toward the kitchen area, the only place there was any sound coming from.
A pot was steaming away on the stove, sauce and other things splatter across things. It looked an awful lot like blood, the sauce that is and Dean chanted in vein for it to be tomato soup, but the eyeball floating in the ladle had him jumping back as if burned.
"This place is motel hell." Dean grumbled and looked up at Sam, who was approaching a freezer.
A hand thumping against the glass jumped both of them and then Sam was scrambling to unlock the freezer. Screams and begging was muffled by the thick door, however, they were running short on time, Dean could just feel it.
"Hurry up!" Dean barked, he knew ordering his brother wasn't the way to make him work faster, but his nerves were on end. Sam looked up and glared at him.
"I'm going as fast as I..." Sam began to snap, however, his face morphed from angry to frightened and Dean felt like swearing. "...as I can."
"There's somebody behind me, isn't there?" Dean sighed, this was going to suck.
Two men, though Dean doubted that's what they really were, stood behind him, bulking forms forming a wall, blocking any escape.
Needless to say, the fight lasted only a few seconds and the Winchester brothers we man handled into a conference room.
What they saw before them was a crowed of people, or rather, gods, of all kinds, milling around a dinning table, waiting for something.
"Something tells me this isn't a Shriner convention." Dean joked and Sam shot him a disapproving glare, muttering for him to shut up.
Chad, though his name tag now read Mercury, wheeled a cart in with piles of food on it, a grin plastered on his face.
"Dinner is served." He announce and they all applauded him, however, one of them stood and motioned to the brothers.
"Ladies and Gentleman, our guests of honor have arrived." Baldur gestured and all eyes turned to them.
Kurama smiled and gave a curt bow to Dean, his companions giving him confused looks. The one in the strange hat's name tag read Koenma and Dean had to assume his boss was a god. That didn't explain why Kurama was there though, the other one was missing and things were staring to get heated between all of them as they took seats at the table.
If they made it out of this alive, Dean was seriously considering taking a vacation.
Even if he had to spend it in Bobby's panic room.
Master Post
Chapter Two
Chapter Three