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It was an ordinary day – well as ordinary as it could get – for our favorite Reikei tentai. They were, like usual, on a mission with the least amount of information about said mission. "I'm really getting sick of Koenma sending us on these missions without telling us exactly what he wants us to do!" Yusuke complained loudly. They were walking through some random forest on some random island in some random part of the Makai, randomly. Aimlessly searching for kami only knew what. "Where is this going?"
"Naturally randomly," Kurama muttered lowly. One can only guess what they were speaking of and one could only guess what they were talking about –
"Doesn't that mean the same thing?"
"You know what grinds my gears-" That was Kuwabara, but sense when did he use phrases such as 'grinding his gear'.
"What gear? If gears implies brains, you surely lack both," Hiei put in. Oh Hiei, if only you knew. If only you knew indeed. "What does that even mean?"
"No seriously," Kuwabara cut in, ignoring Hiei completely.
"What, Kazuma?" Kurama sighed.
"Why am I always portrait as ugly in every single fanfiction ever written?" Suddenly everyone stopped walking to stare at Kuwabara.
"What?" Kurama asked slowly.
"I was just reading these fanfictions about me! And you know what else – you know what else I read? Why am I always paired with Hiei when it comes to yaoi couples, I HATE Hiei!"
"This is insanity," Kurama mumbled as shook his head.
"Hey, we're coming up on a castle," Yusuke grumbled. "Quit breaking the fourth wall and lets get a move on, Kuwabara,"
"I'm being serious here!"
"Shut up," Yusuke replied.
"Ass…" Kuwabara grumbled under his breath.