Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Stuped Ideotic Moronic Things that Kurama Does ❯ Kurama Teaches Hiei and Kuronue How to Play Scrabble ( Chapter 9 )

Konban wa, right now it's… 9:11 PM and I just finished typing this chapter. I've been putting it off for some time now. I've had it in my red notebook (I also have a blue one, a green one, a purple one, and a blue one (but that one's for my school work -___-) ) for at least two months now. Anywho, I'd also like to give credit to Chaotic Kittie for helping me with this chapter. Except, she's probably not going to read this for about a year or so and hasn't seen 'Kurama Teaches Hiei and Kuronue How to Play Scrabble Part II' yet. She hasn't see the Karaoke one either, and she requested that one, and she also requested 'Mungojerrie, Another Cat From Hell… GAY Hell' which'll be coming up after part two to this chapter, as I'm still working on it.

Also, I'm writing a Fruits Basket fan fiction much like this one, I'm still working on the first chapter to it, and I'm working on Anger Management Class as well… and this HieixKurama one I started that doesn't have a name yet…. But I finished 'The Concert from Hell,' and that's something, right?! ^___^;; … I think I'm working on way to many fics at once. -___-

Disclaimer:

DW: Okay, seeing as I'm tired of picking Yu Yu Hakusho characters, today's disclaimer shall be done by… *picks out piece of paper* … Ichi from 'Eerie Queerie!'

Ichi: *pops up* … Where the hell am I…?

DW: Just do the disclaimer!

Ichi: The what? And just who the hell are you?!

DW: -_- Forget it, I'll do the disclaimer…

I co-own Friday: The Evil Demon Cat from Hell™ and I own Charley, but nothing else that I can think of at this moment… so… oh, just go read!

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… Blah, blah, blah, another day in Kurama's house, blah, blah, blah…

Kurama: *puts box down on table in front of Hiei and Kuronue*

Hiei: What's this?

Kuronue: Oh! Is it beer?!

Kurama: -.-;; No, Kuronue, it's not beer; this is Scrabble. I thought it would be nice to play a board game for once.

Hiei: Board game?

Kuronue: *jumps up* Take it like a bitch! *laughs sadistically* *clears throat* *sits back down* Now where was I? *in British accent* Oh yes, we were about to play Scrabble; I'm very good at Scrabble, are you good at Scrabble? Take it like a bitch! *laughs again* *clears throat again* *British accent… again* I'm sorry, sometimes I get a bit… schizophrenic.

Hiei and Kurama: …… ((O.O))

Kurama: Umm, Kuronue, they didn't have Scrabble back when you were alive.

Kuronue: Oh, I see, so you're bringing that up again!

Hiei: … Umm… may I get my sweet snow now…?

Kurama: But we haven't even started playing Scrabble yet! *big puppy dog eyes*

Kuronue: That's 300 points!

Kurama: Look, we're playing Scrabble whether you two like it or not, dammit!

Hiei: O.O … May I leave now…?

Kurama and Kuronue: *both turn to face Hiei* No, dammit!

Kurama: Can't you see that we're in the middle of an argument here?!

Kuronue: Yes, and it's a very good argument, too!

Hiei: ((O.O))

Kuronue: Fine, I'll play your damn game… as long as we have tea… British tea… (a/n: Since when did Kuronue not want to play…? Oh well.)

Kurama: Fine, I'll get you your damn tea!

Kuronue: British tea, dammit!

Kurama: I don't want no goddamn British pee!

Kuronue: I don't want no goddamn British pee wither, I want British TEA, dammit, TEA!!!! What did you think you were gonna do?! Walk up to some British guy and say "Hey, can you pee in this cup for us? We're gonna make some British tea."

Hiei: … I prefer "Irish" beer from "Ireland."

Kuronue: Why the hell are we talking about "Irish" pee now?!

Kurama: We're not talking about Irish pee, dammit!!

Hiei: … I'm just gonna stop talking now…

All: …

Kuronue; … P… T… A…

Kurama and Hiei: …

Kuronue: What?!

Deadly Whispers: Sorry guys, I dropped my pencils, but now I got it back. ^^

Kuronue: … What was that…?

Kurama: I don't know, she just keeps popping up randomly. It's one of those unspoken things you don't speak about.

Hiei: … I hope you realize what you just said…

James Bond: *bursts through door* Pee… British pee… *walks into kitchen*

Hiei: Okay, that scares me even more than your cat does…

Kurama: Scares me too…

Kuronue: … He's kinda hot…

Hiei: … Only you would say that…

Kurama: No… I would too…

Kuronue: … May I have my British pee now?

Kurama: Huh…?

Kuronue: MY TEA, DAMMIT!

Kurama: Oh, yes. Hiei, would you mind getting some tea bags from the kitchen form me, please?

Hiei: But that freak just walked in there.

Kurama: Please?! *big puppy dog eyes*

Hiei: No!

Kuronue: Take it like a bitch! *gets hit in the head with the sheath from Hiei's katana* T.T

Kurama: May we please start playing Scrabble now?!

Kuronue: I WANT MY TEA!

Hiei: Hey, if he gets tea, then why can't I get sweet snow?!

Kurama: Because if you eat to much sugar, you'll become a diabetic!

Hiei: …

Kurama: Fine! I'll get your goddamn sweet snow!

Hiei: But that freaks in the kit… kit… che… near the fridge!

Bond's Voice: NYA HA HAAH!

Hiei: *eye twitches*

Kurama: … I'm going to go call a bug exterminator… *walks away*

Kuronue: Death is part of life, fucking around 'til it happens in a plus. *holds up peace sign and smiles perversely*

Hiei: *eye twitches*

Deadly Whispers: Stay tuned for: Kurama Teaches Hiei and Kuronue How to Play Scrabble Part II

Hiei and Kuronue: … ((O.O))

Koenma: *spins through door in a pink tutu* Ah! I shall spin back out the door now! *spins back out door*

Hiei: … Let's just pretend that didn't happen…

Kuronue: Right on, little man.

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Yet another chapter posted! Part two is written up, I just need to type it up and I'll hope to get it up this month… hopefully… ^___^;; But I'll try to get it up in at least a week, okay?

Now go review or you'll have to wait another century for the next chapter!

Ja matte ne…