Disclaimer: I do not own it. If I did..that would be gr8, like ur mom. Just
kidding about your mom, I don't even know her.
Author's note: thank all you people who have reviewed my story!!! I'm gracious.I thought that this would be the under dog of my two stories.but you know what? I'm glad I can make people laugh.
"Stay put!" screamed a voice in Kuwabara's head. Talking to his hair, I suppose. He ran the brush over his hair one more time, and it insisted on staying where it was. "Damn, I'm out of gel!" he said aloud, seeing his hair standing on end, and his gel container already thrown on the floor, empty.
He showed his anger by slamming his fist into the mirror in front of him. He screamed then, as blood ran down his hand. It made him angrier, as he slapped his hand to his face, knowing the shattered mirror was out to get him. He growled, with blood on his face and on the sink. "Oh, damn it all to hell! No money to buy more gel.hmmmm.maybe I need to get some money off Urameshi next time I see him. Or ask that brat for pay, Koenma knows how bad our fights can get, I'm demanding pay next time! Or I won't fight!
Little did Kuwabara know, that when he asked for his pay, Koenma would laugh in his face, asking him if he were crazy. And that he'd end up fighting, only because he'd gotten in an argument with Hiei, about how he was better. But hey, it turns out that in the end, he didn't get paid; he didn't go on strike (the poor fool only knew what it meant to 'strike' someone with fists) but he only wished he had some gel, Yusuke wouldn't even let him use his, or give him money to buy any. Instead, they all sat back; trying not to laugh at how goofy Kuwabara's hair looked.
The next week, he still hasn't any money, let alone gel. What do you think would've happened if Hiei hadn't stole Kuwabara's hair gel?
Author's note: thank all you people who have reviewed my story!!! I'm gracious.I thought that this would be the under dog of my two stories.but you know what? I'm glad I can make people laugh.
"Stay put!" screamed a voice in Kuwabara's head. Talking to his hair, I suppose. He ran the brush over his hair one more time, and it insisted on staying where it was. "Damn, I'm out of gel!" he said aloud, seeing his hair standing on end, and his gel container already thrown on the floor, empty.
He showed his anger by slamming his fist into the mirror in front of him. He screamed then, as blood ran down his hand. It made him angrier, as he slapped his hand to his face, knowing the shattered mirror was out to get him. He growled, with blood on his face and on the sink. "Oh, damn it all to hell! No money to buy more gel.hmmmm.maybe I need to get some money off Urameshi next time I see him. Or ask that brat for pay, Koenma knows how bad our fights can get, I'm demanding pay next time! Or I won't fight!
Little did Kuwabara know, that when he asked for his pay, Koenma would laugh in his face, asking him if he were crazy. And that he'd end up fighting, only because he'd gotten in an argument with Hiei, about how he was better. But hey, it turns out that in the end, he didn't get paid; he didn't go on strike (the poor fool only knew what it meant to 'strike' someone with fists) but he only wished he had some gel, Yusuke wouldn't even let him use his, or give him money to buy any. Instead, they all sat back; trying not to laugh at how goofy Kuwabara's hair looked.
The next week, he still hasn't any money, let alone gel. What do you think would've happened if Hiei hadn't stole Kuwabara's hair gel?
