Yu Yu Hakusho - Shattered Dreams IC

[VanceXentan]

It has been months since the disappearance of the finest spirit detective in a century, Ryu Kasakawa who was the considered to be one of the best in Spiritual Awareness and Spiritual Control where others in his group struggled. The team consisted of five members each stronger than even B Class Demons but as Doshi quickly found out they were not invincible. The group splintered a part for various reasons and one of them was missing which is of great concern to the HQ. However Doshi was far more concerned about the fact the Ryu was gone and has sent spirit teams all around earth to find the man. But he has had no luck and all hope seems to be lost. It has been two years now since Ryu left on his last mission and soldiers from Spirit World have kept the peace. But it is not the same as having detectives who can freely access the world and casually live there. Doshi has now given up and is now trying to find the lost member of the group and a recently vanished member who went for a walk somewhere in Kyushu and vanished unable to make contact with the Spirit Government. Doshi has contacted an old agent of his who had passed on the spirit detective title to Ryu. This is where our story starts...In a suburban town outside of Tokyo City. Tokugawa High is nothing special and out of the ordinary but it's students are about to have their lives changed....for better or worse.
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The school bell rung signaling the end of the school day. The majority of the class booked it as soon as Mr. Mori allowed them too. It was late afternoon now and the sun was in decline. It was shining a dull orange outside and there was a fair breeze. Overall it was a nice day in general but it didn't really matter to Mori who grumbled to himself and fumbled in his jacket to pull out a cigar lighter. Mr. Mori looked down at Brandon who had come up to him. Mori sighed and put the lighter back where it came from however reluctantly. "Yeah what is it Brandon? The test is tomorrow and will be on how our nice little town of Harasama here came into being. Shouldn't you be going out to visit whoever is waiting for you? Girl friend or someone and not bugging me?" Mr. Mori said in boredom and acted like he was reading a magazine he had spent the past four years reading. His voice simply sounded like this was a chore. But Mr. Mori was a decent enough guy despite him being an ass most of the time. He has a greasy look to him especially his hair which fell down his shoulders like some macho man. He was built to the man was a monster despite not working out much and easily put the local athletes to shame. Brandon himself respected the man somewhat but not a whole lot which was because he was an ass. Brandon nodded and responded with sarcasm "Yeah I'm totally going to talk to my non-existent girlfriend. Just tell me where I can find the area we're researching and I'll head there." Brandon said with disdrain to which Mori told the kid he had a smart mouth.

[Enigmatique]

Ao originally intended on meeting a girl after class; she was his recent fling, and he had to keep up appearances. Unfortunately for him, and even more unfortunate for his fling, he found a note in his locker instructing him to meet in Mr. Mori's room. His fling would just have to wait. As he sent her a text telling her he may be late or simply not show up, he speculated as to why he would be instructed to meet a teacher in his room via a note. The note was wrote out in full essay format, but had no signature. The spacing was perfect, so was the placement, date, room number and page reference. He shrugged off the odd feeling this note gave him, shut his door and soon became Gi. Knuckle-bumps, high-fives, shoulder-punches and just general greetings towards him rang through the halls as he trekked to Mr. Mori's room. Being popular meant that Gi rarely went anywhere without being recognized, even out of school.

It took little time for Gimanaro to reach Mr. Mori's room. He overheard him speaking with another student, but considering it was after hours he let himself in. He opened the door slightly, then slid through it. He had no homework today, and thus no reason to have a backpack that would've hindered him. After hearing the last words of Brandon, 'Yeah I'm totally going to talk to my non-existent girlfriend. Just tell me where I can find the area we're researching and I'll head there,' Gimanaro couldn't help but find humor in the fact that was exactly where he intended on going. Gimanaro also identified Brandon quickly, knowing he was the new transfer student, although aside from that he knew nothing of the kid. He wasted little time introducing himself, hoping he could get to his fling quickly, "Mr. Mori, I found a note in my locker telling me to meet you here after class." He then looked to Brandon and smiled politely, "would you like me to show our new student around town?" Gimanaro asked the question kind-of hoping it was a yes. Showing Brandon around might make him a new friend, and he could never have too many of those. Besides, bringing someone along with him to meet his fling might just make his story seem more believable; he didn't want her to feel ditched... yet.

[Demon Shinobi]

It had been a boring day and Tetsuya for one didn't like boring days. He had kind of been hoping he could get into a fight or something, but... That would be no fun. A brawl was only entertaining when it was either evenly matched or his opponent was stronger. But he hadn't felt like that in a while Maybe because he didn't challenge others and the people who he fought were usually idiotic bullies he'd stopped from picking on the more fragile children. None the less he had no homework and needed something to do. He opened his locked and threw his book bag before noticing a not. "Mr. Mori?" He asked himself a little weirded out. "The hell does he want?" He asked deciding to head to the classroom. He could have used a few tips on the lesson today anyway so it wasn't that much of an inconvenience. Of course, he could use the note as an excuse.

As he opened the door he noticed Mr. Mori wasn't alone. The new kid... Brandon... Was there along with Gimanaro. "Yo Mr. Mori. What'd you need?" He asked calmly and casually. "I mean you know I'm always up for helping, but... Come on... At least be a little more specific if you're gonna send notes." He said smirking as he took a seat on one of the desks in the class room waiting to hear what he'd been "called" for.

[itzDrufus]

The ambient sounds of the post-school day permeated the hallways of Tokugawa High. The lack of energetic waves of students flooding the corridors made for a nice contrast compared to the earlier parts of the day -- it made a person realize that even a place as damnable as an institution of education could have its moments of peace and meditation. These deep thoughts passed through the mind of Akio Ibhara slowly; the young man garnered perspective at the same speed he walked towards the staff room. Mori wasn't generally the sort of teacher to approach students actively about anything -- rather, he seemed like quite an irrefutable figure, so it was interesting receiving a memo from him requesting a meeting. Possibilities escaped Akio completely as to the reason; his grades were excellent, his home life and health were handled well -- even his frequent fighting had taken a decrease in frequency.

The staff room door was slightly ajar when Ibhara reached it, and multiple voices could be heard from inside. Students, judging from the pitch and unrefined vernacular used, and all of them male. Akio recognized them loosely as fellow students, but couldn't put names to the voices. Instead of further eavesdropping, Akio opened the door and strolled inside, hands in pockets.

"Yo! I see I'm not the only one here...what is it you're planning Mr. Mori?"

[VanceXentan]

"The fuck did all of you guys come from all of a sudden!? Can't a teacher get a smoke after class is done?" Mr. Mori said agitatedly as he grumbled and clearly was starting to get pissed off now. He never expected this many people to suddenly show up out of the blue. "Sir you're a teacher and we're suppose to ask questions. Also that note was a joke Ao I meant to tell you that Takamishi and Katsumi put it in there but I couldn't find you." Brandon replied as he looked around at the sudden gathering of students. "Well since we're all here why don't you just answer us all at once big guy?" Brandon asked as Mr. Mori lifted his head out of his hands as he had double face palmed himself when Brandon had started talking. Mori sighed and grumbled angrily some more before sitting down. "You know what I'll tell you something. Theres a surprise quiz tommorow in my class and I don't want you telling anyone get me? Its about an old house over in Tokyo. A dojo called Saskawa. Why don't you go and find it and get a head start?" Mr. Mori said in exasperation. "As for that planned test why don't you go ignore it like all the other kids?" Mr. Mori said with a dissmisive wave of his hand.

[Holy Unknown]

Kato had been putting his things away in his locker when he found a note stating to meet in Mr. Mori's room after school had concluded. 'Mr. Mori? He was one of my teachers from last year. What could he want with me?' He thought to himself as he grabbed his bokken from his locker and fastening it to some rope to lay across his back. He carried his bokken everywhere that was permitted, he had been given a hard time by the school officials at first about him bringing it in on his own. Though with time, it was noticed that he had no intentions of fighting others in the school with it and he mostly kept to himself. Plus it helped that this was his senior year and he was helping the freshmen class with their physical education. "It looks good on a resume." His father would tell him of helping out in the highschool. He threw his backpack on over his bokken and shut his locker then proceeded to head towards Mr. Mori's room.

While walking there, he sent his father a text message letting him know one of his old teachers wanted to see him after school and he would be late. His father didn't understand the whole text messaging thing, he was a man of old standards. Either way he was informed now and Kato didn't care much for how he got the message as long as he got it. When he reached Mr. Mori's room, he overheard other voices inside of the classroom. With a sigh, he took in a deep breath before turning the knob to enter the classroom. He didn't get along with most people, he had a small group of friends. Friends he rarely saw outside of school. Once the door opened, he saw some faces that looked familiar but were all pretty much unknown to him. He knew that he was the oldest out of everyone here though. "I'm guessing you're all here for the meeting as well?" He glanced over the few individuals in the room, they're nods gesturing so. He shut the door behind him as he walked in the rest of the way, crossing to the other side of the room to take a seat in his old seat from last year. It was in the front row but off in the corner, it put a little distance between him and the others. He liked it that way. Placing his elbows on the desk and interlocking his fingers in front of his mouth, he looked to Mr. Mori, awaiting to be told what they would be doing.

[Enigmatique]

Gimanaro wasn't exactly excited about being informed of this test. In similar situations, he had set up deals to rig tests, especially the standardized ones to get those impossible-to-answer questions that even his own impressive intellect had difficulties attaining. What made even less sense is that there were students that didn't even have Mr. Mori as a teacher. Gimanaro knew something was up, and with the diverse pool of students at hand it was difficult to evaluate just what was going on. Gimanaro knew that Mr. Mori was one of the more mysterious, eccentric teachers, subsequently adding to the curio of the current situation. Gimanaro looked around to his fellow students, taking note of each one of them. He only really knew one of them personally, the others were just faces in the crowd to him. Ibhara was a student he was familiar with. Active in student politics, but acted as a student vigilante. Ibhara was the type of person that kept Gimanaro in check; if Gimanaro ever abused his power in a way that set off Ibhara, the faculty would just turn the other cheek. This inherently made Ibhara a liability, putting Gimanaro even more on edge.

Gimanaro was quick to act. As student body president, he was used to taking charge. Gimanaro said, "I can get some scooters dropped off in a few minutes. I'm sure everyone needs to inform their guardians that they're going on a field trip of sorts." Gimanaro already had his phone out and was texting with a single handle, making great use of the otherwise annoying Swype capability of the new phones. Gimanaro sported a blue Galaxy SIII, top of the line at the current time. He was making arrangements for the scooters and texting his fling that he wouldn't be available due to student activities. All that was left was to see the reactions to the idea of scooters.

[Demon Shinobi]

"What?! You're kiddin me Mori. You ask..." Tetsuya began before being cut off by Brandon who explained that the note was simply a prank. Great... Now I've gotta beat the crap out of some bastards. He thought as he figured he'd be taking out some time from his day just for them. Looking around at the others he realized that he really didn't socialize much. or at least, not as much as he wanted to. He didn't really know any of them. Even the kid who said he could get the scooters. That meant he must have been important. Why wasn't he more involved in school? He probably would have known, but he spent most of his time fighting, protecting the weak and trying to get stronger. Oh well. He thought calmly.

"Alright cool. Scooters sound pretty freakin sweet right about now." He then spoke up in response to the dude saying he could get them. He'd snapped out of his little self thought and decided it would be pretty cool. Besides he'd gotten plenty of training and exercise done for the day earlier. "So how long 'til we're on our way?" He asked smirking.

((lol sorry it's not much. A little brain dead.

[VanceXentan]

"Show me some respect damn it I teach you ungrateful butts don't I?" Mori retorted and then he went through his files on his desk until he pulled out a key from under a stack of them and handed it to Brandon. "I teach student drivers take the car I use for it, you can't miss it because of its purple color paint. Just take it and go to here." he said pulling out a small map that pointed to an museum on the other half of town. "That is where you should start at now why don't you all just get moving?" Mori said as he sat down and grumbled not saying another word. Brandon turned to the guys and shrugged "You heard the man who wants to drive?" Brandon asked as he walked out the door grinning that he had gotten that much out of an agitated Mr. Mori.

[Holy Unknown]

Kato rose up from his desk and followed Brandon out towards the car, "I don't want to drive, but I'll be taking the front passengers seat." He didn't think he would be comfortable riding in the back with all the others. Crammed is what it would be. He wondered who would be driving though, because his life was in their hands. He didn't want to drive himself, because he never really drove anywhere in the first place and it would just be awkward. Especially with all these people in the car with him. He didn't exactly see where they were off to though, seeing as he kept his distance from Mr. Mori's desk. 'I wonder what will lie in store for me once we get to our destination.' He thought to himself as he was heading down the hallway staring at the ceiling.