Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Cruel and Unusual Punishment ❯ Pink Casts and Maru's Magnificent Meals ( Chapter 7 )

A/N: Hi everyone! Thanks again for the reviews. Here's the next chapter! I am so sorry to all! My computer broke down and I wasn't able to post the story. Then, after it was fixed, I went to camp for a week.Thank you so very much for all of the reviews! I'm so glad that Rocksie got that one chap published!!! And, yes, KIKYO MUST DIE!!!!!! Oh, I need to know whether or not you guys want a sequel. Yay! Reviews make me so happy! Oh well though, now we will continue!

Ch.7: Pink casts and Maru's Magnificent Meals

Next Day (Day 4)

Hiei's POV:

I.....hate....casts..... For the last hour Kumaru has been happily scribbling away at my cast. It now looks like a warped rainbow with sprinkles and cats. Oh well. At least noeone I know can see me with this thing on. Besides, my leg should be healed by tomorrow. I only have to endure theses baka ningen stares for one more day.

Kurama said that the nurses should let us go home by this afternoon. I don't really want to leave. They give me free sweet snow here! Emri gave me one of the get well cards she was making for me. It had cheese all over it. Inside it the card said `pleese get well sun, love Emri' I want away from these things. If it wasn't for the Nintendo 64 that can hook up to the TV in our room I think I would go crazy.

Suprisingly enough to myself, I am very good at video games. Kurama can't even beat me at Super Smash Brothers. Half the time we were playing I didn't even know what to do, and I still kicked his ass. He has absolutely no talent for fighting games.

"Oh my gosh!!!! The shrimp in a cast??? How could I have forgotten my camera?!?!??" laughed a voice from the doorway. Urameshi was standing there with his baka red-headed friend.

"Kurama, how did they know we were in the hospital?" I growled to Kurama. He smiled and said, " I might have let slip to Yusuke that we were here. Oh well. No big deal." I calmly got up, and started choking Kurama again until Urameshi pushed me back onto my bed.

"I'm going to kill you for this Kurama, I really am." I threatened. How could he do this to me????? Urameshi and that oaf were bound to tell everybody that I was in a cast that had recently been turned mostly pink. I hate my life.

"Wow, shrimp, let's see you catch me now!" the oaf(A/N Kuwabara, duh) laughed, and started poking my nose. I reached up to knock his face in, but he jumped back. Damn this cast.

`Hahahaha!!!!! The shrimp can't touch me! Hahahahaha!!!!-OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!" Kumaru had jumped on Kuwabara's back and was beating the crap out of him. By the time she was finished, Kuwabara had to be checked in to the hospital, too.

"Good job," I said smiling to Kumaru, while patting her head. Yusuke and Kurama stared at me with their mouths wide open.

"Did he just do what I thought he did?" Yusuke asked Kurama disbelievingly.

"Yes, I think he did." Kurama replied, just as dumfounded.

"Hiei, you-"

"SMILED!!!!!!"

Back at Kumaru's

"I'll cook for you Mr. Babysitter person, sir." Kumaru said happily. Oh no. I don't really want to try Kumaru's cooking. I'm sitting on the couch in Kumaru's house.

"Kumaru, its really not necessary. I can-" I started, but it was already too late. Kumaru had pulled a dirty old notebook out from under the couch. The front cover said `Maru's Magnificent Meals'.

"I'm gonna make you the best dinner you ever had!" Kumaru was practically ecstatic now. "I'll make you chocolate cheese samwitches orange puppy cors and my favorite-grand mice in a can pie!!!!!" Oh great. Looks like I'm going to be back in the hospital tonight.

10 minutes later.

I am NEVER eating Kumaru's cooking again. Currently I'm bent over Kumaru's toilet, contemplating my life. That meal was so gross!!!! Kumaru is crying silently in the kitchen, thinking that I'm insulting her cooking. Okay, I admit, I sorta am, but that was just horrible!!! The pie squirmed, the cors(I still don't know what that is) kept whining, and I swear that the sandwich tried to eat me!

"WAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Kumaru was crying from the kitchen.

"Guess I better go take out the codeine." I muttered to myself. I limped over to the living room, grabbed a bottle of codeine, limped over to Kumaru, and stuffed it down her throat. She smiled at me, then passed out. I don't like this babysitting thing anymore. At first it was kind of ironically funny, now it was just torture. When you've been force fed poison by a 7-year-old, your whole definition of torture changes. Only one thing that can keep me still on my feet today.

"Just three more days, just three more days, just three more days....."

A/N: Well, what do you think? Is it good? Is it bad? Do I continue? Do I desert the story? Please R&R!