Heh, so yeah, I made Haru kind of a brat in this chapter, but yeah. I don't know what else to say. Hey! Something hit me today, I was thinking about Haru and Sumi and I thought - Have I made them into a Mary-Sue and Gary-Stu? I really, really hope not. What do you guys think?? Well, enjoy!:D


Shizuru fell back onto the bed, exhausted. She closed her eyes, sighing audibly. Her boss had let everyone go home early that day. The bed squeaked and there was suddenly more weight on the bed. She opened an eye to see Hiei sitting next to her, a small smile on his face. She closed her eye again and smiled at him.

"Hello, love."

He jumped on top of her and bit at her neck, growling softly. She laughed and tried to push him off when he pinned her down. She jerked her hands free and cupped his face in her hands, kissing him deeply. He pulled away slowly a moment later and smiled down at her.

"I love you." He said softly, his eyes on her lips.

"I love you, too."

He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her, pulling her lip and letting it snap back. He smiled as he retrieved a laugh from her.

"Ew, are you guys busy or what?"

Shizuru and Hiei jerked their heads to the door to see Kuya standing in the doorway of their bedroom, a black fuzz ball in his arms.

"'Cause I could come back later or –"

"No, Kuya. We're not busy."

"You're not trying to make another baby, are you?" Kuya grimaced as he took a few steps into the room. "I don't wanna share my room with another kid."

"No, we were just –" Shizuru trailed off, noticing the black fuzz ball in her son's arms. "What is that?"

Kuya hesitantly lifted up the small black kitten to show his mother, a wide grin on his face.

"Can I –"

"No." Hiei interrupted sternly. "No way in hell."

"You don't even know what I was gonna say, dad!"

"You were going to ask to keep it. No way in hell, Kuya."

"But . . ." He turned to Shizuru. "Mom?"

The kitten let out a weak meow and tried to snuggle into Kuya's shirt. Shizuru stared at the kitten then at her son, a pleading look on his face. He was so much like her brother. She sighed and moved her hair out of her face.

"I think it's sick, mom." Kuya said sadly, petting the kitten in an attempt to comfort it. "I found it in an alley on my way home from school."

Shizuru opened her mouth to speak when they heard the front door slam. They left the room to see Kuwabara and Yusuke flop down onto the couch, deeply engaged in a conversation about the latest video games.

"Excuse me, gentlemen, but do you live here?" Shizuru asked, leaning against the wall of the living room.

They looked up at the matriarch of the Kuwabara family and shrugged, going back to their conversation.

"So, anyway, like I was sayin'." Yusuke continued. "In my opinion, I think Guitar Hero kicks more ass than Rock Band. It changed video games as we know it."

"Shut your mouth, that's blasphemous!" Kuwabara squealed. "With Rock Band, you can be a band instead of just playin' the guitar."

"Seriously, though – why are you here?" Hiei grumbled. He was looking forward to spending some alone time with his wife. "You both have wives and children. Go home."

"Kuwabara and Yukina came over with their twins and Keiko kicked us out to talk about 'girl stuff' with Yukina."

Kuwabara blinked, seeing the black kitten in Kuya's arm. He jumped up and ran to it, taking it from his nephew. Everyone expected him to squeal "Kitty!" and hug it tightly, but his face suddenly had a somber expression on it.

"He doesn't look so good." He said softly. "We need to get him to the vet."

"He'll be okay, right?" Kuya asked, looking at the kitten with a worried expression.

"I dunno, kid." Kuwabara looked at the kitten, its eyes closed as it nuzzled against his hand. "I'm takin' him to the vet."

"I'm coming, too." Kuya stated, following his uncle to the door.

"No, you're not." Shizuru stated, pulling her younger son back by the collar of his shirt. "Did you do your homework?"

"Yes. Can I go now?"

"Okay, go ahead."

Kuya followed Kuwabara out of the house and the two left in his minivan to the vet's office.

Yusuke stretched and draped his arms over the back off the couch, kicking his feet up and resting them on the coffee table. He smirked at Shizuru and Hiei.

"So, what's up, you guys?" He chuckled. "Workin' on havin' another baby?"

"Yes, we're going for triplets this time." Hiei answered sarcastically, going into the kitchen.

"That kid . . ." He muttered from the kitchen. "Always bringing home stray animals . . . dogs, cats, raccoons."

Shizuru smiled to herself; hearing her husband bang pots and pans around as he continued on his rant about their youngest son. She turned to Yusuke and shrugged.

"One time, Kuya brought home a chinchilla."

"A freaking chinchilla!" Hiei shouted as he stood in the entryway of the kitchen, flailing his arms. "Where does a ten year old boy find a stray chinchilla?"

Yusuke chuckled as Hiei shook his head, going back into the kitchen. Shizuru sat down next to Yusuke on the couch and turned the television on.

"We found out later that the chinchilla had actually belonged to his school. He wanted to take it home with him so he hid it under his sweater."

"Oh, man. That's classic."

"I'm craving something with garlic for dinner!" Hiei announced from the kitchen. "Is that okay with you, wife?"

"Sure, knock yourself out, snookums."

The activity in the kitchen ceased and the apartment was silent expect for the sound of the television and Yusuke trying to contain his laughter. Hiei resumed whatever he was doing in the kitchen, mumbling under his breath about his son that found stray animals and his wife that embarrassed him in front of company.

The door opened and Sumi stomped in, slamming the door hard behind her with her father's death glare on her face.

"Hi, honey, how was school?" Shizuru asked as she and Yusuke watched the Kuwabara offspring make her way quickly and angrily to her room.

"Fine!" She screamed, slamming her bedroom door behind her a few times.

Hiei then began muttering about his son that found stray animals, his wife that embarrassed him in front of company and his daughter with her strange mood swings.

A few minutes later the door opened again and Haru trudged in, a frustrated look on his face. The bottom of his pant legs was singed and torn and damp. He dropped his backpack down by the door, keeping his glare at his sister's bedroom door.

"I swear I'm gonna kick the crap outta her!" He growled, shaking a fist.

"Hi, honey, how was school?" Shizuru repeated.

"Just perfect!" Haru grumbled, cracking his knuckles and rolling up his sleeves. "You guys are about to have one less child!"

He stomped off towards his sister's room and pounded on the door. Hiei then began to rant under his breath about his son that picked up stray animals, his wife that embarrassed him in front of company, his daughter with her strange mood swings and his other son who had such a violent yet wonderful and frank way with words.

"Sumi, I was being honest!" Haru shouted at his sister's door. "I wasn't trying to hurt your feelings or anything!"

"Go away!" Sumi screamed back. "I wish you and the other men in our family would just back off and leave me alone!"

"Then why don't you just become a lesbian?!" Haru shouted. "That way, we wouldn't have to worry about guys chasing after you!"

"Maybe I will!" Sumi screeched.

Yusuke covered his mouth with his hand, his body shaking as he held in his laughter – Kuwabara and Kurama were definitely missing something hilarious. Shizuru blinked and her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Hiei then began to talk to himself about his son that brought home stray animals, his wife that embarrassed him in front of people, his other son's violent yet wonderful and frank way with words and his moody feminist daughter that was considering becoming a lesbian.

"Okay, what the hell is going on?" Shizuru asked, getting up and pulling her eldest son away from her daughter's door.

Sumi opened the door and glared at her twin brother.

"He said that guys only talked to me because they wanted in my pants!"

She slammed the door again, yelling incoherently from the other side of the door. Hiei stopped what he was doing and looked at Yusuke, who looked back at him. They jumped and ran to Sumi's bedroom. Yusuke rapped his knuckles against the door quickly and loudly.

"Who are these guys that have been talking to you?" Hiei barked.

"Nobody!" Sumi groaned. "Go away!"

There was a knock at the door and when nobody made any effort to acknowledge it, the door opened. Kurama stuck his head, a friendly smile on his face.

"Hello, every – what's going on?"

"Apparently, the twins had a perfectly fine day." Shizuru started, sarcastically.

"And now my daughter wants to become a lesbian." Hiei finished.

"What?" Kurama stepped in slowly, closing the door behind him and made his way to the group that formed around Sumi's bedroom door. "What's going on?"

"Nothing!" Sumi cried. "God, can't you guys just leave me alone?"

"Some guy was hitting on her today." Yusuke said.

"What?" Kurama repeated.

"That's not what happened!" Sumi yelled, her voice filled with frustration.

Everyone began yelling; at Sumi through her door, at each other, about random things that had nothing to do with the situation. The sound of a foghorn made everyone jump and shut up. They turned to the door to see Botan, holding the red nozzle foghorn in her hand in the air.

"Okay, everybody just shut the flip up!" She stated, pointing to everyone at the teenaged girl's door. "Yusuke, Hiei, Kurama and Haru, come away from that door! Leave that girl alone!"

Yusuke, Hiei, Kurama and Haru groaned as they walked away from the bedroom and going into the living room. Haru left the apartment, saying something about getting fresh air. Botan went to Shizuru and the two went inside Sumi's room.

"We have a new pet!" Kuwabara shouted, kicking the door in and startling everyone in the room.

"If that door is broken, I'm going to kill you in your sleep." Hiei warned.

"Dad, can I keep it?" Kuya asked, lifting up the kitten. "The vet gave him some drops and said that he needs to take this medicine three times a day and only eat a special kind of formula that's like cat's milk or something. So, dad, can I-"

"No." Hiei said sternly. "No, no, no. No cats."

"It coulda died, Hiei!" Kuwabara shouted, flailing his arms about. "Let him keep it!"

Hiei rolled his eyes and turned his attention away from his youngest son.

"Ask your mother." He muttered.

"Where is she?"

"Talking to your sister."

"Apparently, your niece is becoming a lesbian." Yusuke smirked, looking at Kuwabara from his spot on the couch.

"What?" Kuwabara sat down next to his best friend.

"What's a lesbian?" Kuya asked.

"Something awesome." Yusuke answered, still smirking.

"Well . . . I'm pretty awesome . . ." Kuya said softly, blinking. "Does that make me a lesbian?"

Yusuke laughed out loud as Hiei cringed. Kuwabara elbowed Yusuke gently in the side, making him shut up.

"No, kid." Kuwabara answered. "Only women can be lesbians."

"But . . . Kurama's a guy and he's kinda womanly. Is he a lesbian?"

Kurama's eyes widened as Yusuke and Kuwabara tried to contain their snickering. His eyebrows bunched and he gave a look at the two before flopping down besides Yusuke on the couch.

"Boy, isn't it time for you to feed your cat?" Hiei asked, pointing at the kitten in his son's arms and changing the subject.

Kuya smiled at the kitten then went into the kitchen to feed it. Hiei forced himself in between Yusuke and Kuwabara and the four kicked their feet up, resting them on the coffee table and relaxing into the couch.

The door to Sumi's room opened and Shizuru stuck her head out, yelling at the four on the couch.

"Feet off the coffee table!"

The four jumped and sat up, taking their feet from the table. Shizuru retracted back into the room and closed the door behind her.

"How does she know?" Yusuke asked, looking at Kuwabara and Hiei.

"She just does." The two answered together.

"All right, garlic!" Kuya exclaimed from the kitchen.

"Don't eat that!" Hiei said, elbowing Yusuke and Kuwabara in the sides in an attempt to get more room. "That's for dinner and it's mine!"

"Garlic hog." Kuya mumbled.

"Oh, the joys of being a parent." Yusuke sighed and grabbed the remote, changing the channel.

"Just you wait until your daughter turns fifteen. Boys will be chasing after her as well."

"No way!" Yusuke protested, gripping the remote tightly. "That won't happen especially when there are men like us here to ruin her social life."

"Yusuke, that's terrible!" Kurama shook his head.

"It's a joke – but it's true!" Yusuke turned to Kurama.

"You have no idea what it's like to have a teenaged daughter!" Hiei agreed, looking at Kurama.

"Yeah, wait 'til you have kids then get back to us!" Kuwabara added, shaking his head.

Yusuke and Hiei looked at Kuwabara, who looked back at them when he realized they were staring at him.

"What?"

"Your daughter isn't even a year old yet!" Yusuke exclaimed. "What do you have to watch out for?"

"Yeah, are there big bad two year old boys checking my niece out at her daycare?"

"Shuddup, never mind."

The front door opened and Haru walked in, wiping sweat from his forehead with a hand. He jerked his head up in a nod at the grown men sitting on the couch then made his way into the kitchen.

"Whatta punk." Yusuke mumbled, smirking. "You must be so proud, Hiei."

"Oh, you bet."

"Hey, did my principal call?" Haru asked, coming back into the living room with a glass of milk in his hand.

"Why?" Hiei asked, watching his son sit down slowly onto the beanbag chair in front of the television, being careful not to spill his milk. "Did you do something?"

"No." Haru said quickly.

"What did you do?" The four men asked him.

"All right, all right." Haru turned around to look at the men in his family. "I choked my teacher."

"You what!"

"Haru!"

"Jesus, what a little bad ass!"

"Who was it?"

"Dad, it was just some beaver-face jerk named –"

"Akashi." Yusuke and Kuwabara said together. "He deserved it."

"I'm sure he's not that bad." Kurama said calmly, shaking his head. "To choke a teacher on your first day of school, Haru."

"Dad, he was bad mouthing Kazuma."

"I bad mouth Kazuma."

"Hey!"

"That's not the point, dad." Haru stood up and stretched. "You guys are, like, family, y'know? This guy's, well, an a-hole."

"Watch your mouth."

"But, dad, I didn't say 'ass'."

"Haru said 'ass'!" Kuya taunted from the kitchen.

Haru made a face at his brother then turned back to his dad.

"Don't tell mom, 'kay?"

Kuwabara, Yusuke and Kurama looked at Hiei to see what he was going to do. He sighed.

"I won't."

"Promise?"

"Yes."

"Thanks, dad."

"Hey, kid, what happened to your pants?" Kuwabara asked, eyeing the torn, damp and scorched uniform pants his nephew was wearing.

Haru shrugged and shoved his hands in his pockets, pursing his lips and making them almost nonexistent.

"Sumi froze me when we were on our way back home, had to set 'em on fire."

"Those uniform cost money, you know." Hiei said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Yeah, like a lot . . ." Kuwabara looked at Yusuke and Kurama. "How'd your moms and my sister pay for all of ours?"

The three thought back to all the shredded school uniforms they had had in their younger years and let out a sighed, remembering. They shook their heads, coming back to the present.

"So, besides the Akashi incident, how was school?" Yusuke asked.

"Shit." Haru mumbled, turning to go to his room to change his clothes.

"Hey!" Hiei snapped.

"Oh, come on, dad!" Haru rolled his eyes, looking back at Hiei with a Yusuke-like smirk on his face. "You've said words a lot worse."

"Are you trying to blackmail me, boy?" Hiei narrowed his eyes a little.

"Dad, settle down." He turned to Yusuke and Kuwabara. "Hey, did you guys know a guy named Iwamoto?"

"Yes!" They said together. "He's almost as bad as Akashi!"

"What the hell did you guys do to that school? The teachers either hate me or fear me and I didn't even do anything . . . well, besides, y'know."

"Heh, I guess you could say that your uncle Kazuma and I were kinda troublemakers."

"You were the troublemaker, not me. I just wanted to kick your ass."

"You always got something to prove, don't you?" Yusuke joked.

"Why, you little –"

Sumi's bedroom door opened and Shizuru rushed out, looking furious.

"Haru Kuwabara!" She shouted, making her son jump. "You choked a teacher!"

Haru stared at her with wide eyes then looked past her to see Sumi standing behind her, her arms crossed under her chest and a smirk on her face.

"You vindictive little bitch!" Haru glared at his twin sister.

"Hey, don't talk to her like that!"

Haru pointed at Sumi, looking from his sister to his mother.

"She only said that because she's trying to get back at me for something stupid! Mom –"

"Go to your room." Shizuru folded her arms over her chest, staring her son down. "Now."

"No." He said defiantly, putting his hands on his hips.

"I said –"

"I heard." Haru interrupted, mocking her. "Fucking make me!"

The two glared at each other while everyone around them stared at them. Hiei got up and walked right up to his son. Haru's glare left his face and his eyes widened when he felt arms around his waist, picking him up. His face turned a deep reddish pink color that matched Kurama's hair as his father carried him to his room. Nothing is more embarrassing than your father carrying you to your room in front of a whole bunch of people when you're a teenager and have fully operational legs. Hiei opened the door to his son's room, walked in and plopped him down onto his bed.

"Stay here." He said sternly, pointing at his son. "Stay in here until I come and talk to you."

"Are you serious? Dad!" Haru flung his arms up in an exasperated way of defeat. "I'm fourteen, you can't seriously put me in time out!"

"I just did."

Hiei glared at his son and Haru matched it, the two of them crossing their arms over their chests.

"I can just escape through the window."

"Where would you go?"

Haru was silent for a moment, his glare deepening and his bottom lip protruding in a slight angry pout.

"That's what I thought." Hiei said, turning to the door.

"Pussy whipped." Haru whispered.

Hiei stopped and spun around, extremely angry. He pointed at his son, his fingernails digging into the palms of his hands as he balled them up into fists.

"I'm going to chalk that up to you being angry and I'm going to let that slide! If you ever say anything like that to me again and if you ever speak to your mother like that again and if you ever call your sister names like that again, I will, so help me God, Haru Kuwabara . . .!"

Hiei stopped in mid-sentence, lowering his arm to his side and keeping his glare at his son's scowling face. He left the room, growling and slamming the door louder than necessary.

"Where the fuck does that boy get a damn temper like that?!" Hiei screamed, tossing his arms up in the air.

The room was dead silent for a moment until Kuwabara spoke up.

"Is that a trick question?"

Hiei shot a look at his brother-in-law, which made him yelp. He went to the door.

"I'm going out, I need some damn fresh air."

Simultaneously Yusuke, Kurama and Kuwabara got up from the couch and followed their short friend outside. Shizuru sighed, closing her eyes tightly. She opened her eyes and looked at her daughter. Sumi cocked her head to the side, playing with a lock of her hair.

"What?" She asked, trying to sound innocent.

"Go to your room." Shizuru said softly, a small smile on her face.

"Mommy, am I seriously gonna be in a time out?"

"Yes. Go."

"But –"

"Go."

Sumi made a little huffing sound then turned on her heel and went to her room. Botan stood next to Shizuru, looking at her with her hands on her hips. She gave her a sympathetic smile and a sigh.

"That boy." They said together softly.

"What are we going to do with him?" Botan asked.

"I have no idea." Shizuru shrugged. "I hate that he has his father's temper."

"Boys are ridiculous."

"I'm not."

The two women turned to see Kuya standing in the kitchen, the kitten in one arm and a small bottle of some milk-like liquid inside. They smiled at the nine year old.

"Where did you get that kitten, sweetheart?" Botan asked, going over to him and taking it from him. "Oh, aren't you cute?"

"He's sick, Aunt Botan." He lifted up the tiny bottle. "I gotta feed it this formula and give him this medicine three times a day."

"Oh, he's so adorable!" She cooed, petting the kitten softly.

"Mom, is it okay if I keep it?" Kuya asked, looking past Botan to his mother. "Dad told me to ask you, he didn't give me an answer –"

"He can stay for the night." She said softly. "But in the morning, you have to find a new home for it or we'll have to take it to the pound."

"Oh, thanks, mom!" Kuya said happily, running to Shizuru and hugging her tightly. "I love you!"

She ran her hands through his hair and sighed.

With karate, I'll kick your ass Here to Tiananmen Square Oh, yeah mother fucker I'm gonna kick your fuckin' derriere –

Haru snatched his cell phone off of his bedside table and flipped it open, putting it to his ear.

"'Ey."

"'Ey!" Ryo echoed. "What're you doing?"

"Nothin', I think I'm grounded or some shit." Haru shrugged even though his friend couldn't see.

"Wanna hang out?" Ryo asked, as if he hadn't heard Haru might be grounded.

"Sure, where are you?"

"I'm like a minute or two away from your place."

"Okay. 'Ey! Wait for me outside my window."

"Sure."

The two hung up and Haru stood. He stretched then changed from his shredded uniform into more comfortable clothes. He shoved his cell phone into his pocket then went to his window, forcing it open.

"'Ey!" Ryo called up to him, waving.

"Keep your voice down, asshead!" Haru hissed, slowly climbing out of his window.

"Sorry."

Haru jumped onto the fence outside his window then jumped down. The two began walking away quickly.

"So, what's goin' on?" Ryo asked, flipping his shaggy black hair out of his face.

"Meh," Haru shrugged. "Nothin', just got mad."

"Wanna go to my place and chill? Play some Guitar Hero?"

"Sure, why not?"