Notes: No Beta. Inspired by episode29, Flowers of Blood, or pretty much just the battle between Rinku and Kuwabara.
It was rare that they were able to meet up these days. Being spread across three worlds made it hard to keep dinner plans. So when the group of demons, psychics, and guide to the River Styx sat huddled at Yusuke's noddle stand it was a rather cheery evening of free meals and reminiscing.
"I must say, I'm rather glad I didn't have to witness the whole Dark Tournament bit—Shuichi made it out to be quite gruesome," Yuu said at one point, and shook his head at the thought.
Yusuke chuckled, "Yeah well, it was pretty bloody."
"Yeah. Kurama kinda got in some rough spots too, but we all did," Kuwabara said around a mouth full of noodles.
There was a round of agreement from the group that had been on the island so many years back.
"So, Kurama, what was the worst part of it all?" They all let their eyes fall on the fox in human clothes.
"Oh, I'd say Karasu for sure!" Botan piped up and sent a round of shivers down everyone's spines.
"Or maybe that freak with the paint brush. Ugh, I thought we'd have to strip him down in the middle of the ring.
"Hn. I remember you being passed out at that point. How would you know?"
"I was totally awake!" Kuwabara squawked.
"Nah, I'd say it was the humidity.
Everyone turned to look at Yusuke. He was smirking quite pointedly at the fox. "Remember how puffy his hair was those first few days?" The half demon grabbed his sides as laughter overtook him. It was quite contagious. "He could have passed for Jin!
Kurama sighed, "Yes, yes, laugh it up." He'd get them back, he always did.