Title: Culinary Skills
Author: kbtwilight
Pairing: Suzuki/Shishiwakamaru
Fandom: Yu Yu Hakusho
Theme: Theme #18: "say ahh..."
Written for: 30kisses
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho, Or Slayers, 'cause I get the feeling I used a very Slayers-y style and I just wanted to mention that .
Summary: In which Suzuki becomes a guinea pig...

There I was, minding my own business. Really! I was! I did nothing to provoke such horrible punishment!
Anyway, there I was reading a book I had found in Master Genkai's library, minding my own business. I was sitting outside because it was a very nice day. I could see the others training in my peripheral vision. It was a nice book too, at least I think it was. It was in some human language I'd never heard of, but the picture were pretty. Almost as pretty as me.
But that's not the point!
So there I was, looking at the pretty pictures when I was attacked! Well maybe assaulted is a better word. Or is that what I did?

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"Say ahh..." Those two gut-wrenching words said in that beautiful voice of his were the warning I had before a spoon was stuffed unceremonially into my mouth. I'm not sure what horrible much was in that spoon, but I do know that I've never tasted anything so terrible in my entire life. And I don't plan to repeat the event, ever.
As Touya later informed me, I turned several, brilliant shades of green before promptly loosing consciousness.

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I came to several hours later. (OK fine! It was five minutes.) The first things I noticed was that I could still taste it!
The second thing I noticed was Shishi's worried face hovering inches above mine. Actually he looked a bit miffed, but a guy can dream right? I reached up and tugged on a strand of lavender hair that had been brushing my cheek, causing his frown to deepen.
"He's fine." He called over to the other four who went back to training. Nope, definitely not worried.
"My dear, I hope you know that your culinary skills are practically non-existent." I murmured, giving the handful of hair I was still holding another tug.
He bristled a bit at the comment. "I can too cook! You just aren't a very good taste tester." He claimed indignantly. Then, glaring at me all the while, he reached up to detangle my fingers from his bangs. I humored him, if only slightly, and let go long enough to move my hand to the back of his neck and pull his face closer to mine.
"Let me prove it." I whispered against his lips before leaning up to fully capture them with mine. His lips parted in surprise, an opportunity I immediately took advantage of. I couldn't taste that mush anymore but at that point I figured it really didn't matter.
We broke apart once we realized that even Youkai need oxygen to live. I let go of his neck, treading my fingers back into his hair, and he backed away with an odd look on his pretty face (not as pretty as me, but close).
"I-it didn't taste t-that bad..." He adverted his gaze as his cheeks started to color slightly. I smiled and gave his hair one last tug before sitting up.
"Then go try it yourself." I motioned towards the bowl clutched in his left hand. His blush deepened but he gave a determined nod and stuck a spoonful of the gunk into his mouth.
It was hard not to laugh.
His formerly red face turned bright green before he bolted up and rushed off to throw up in private.
That's when I heard the laughter. There were catcalls too but I was trying to ignore those. I turned and grinned at the others before following Shishi into the temple.

AN: Ok, this was written during my 1st period yesterday. It's not easy to concentrate on writing when you're listening to French Pop music and trying to keep the stupid freshmen boys from knocking your hot chocolate over onto your papers.