Ok. So the last chapter was sucky. Thank you for your reviews though. They helped me. Ok so you want Kuwabara to lose? Whatever. Remember. I'm only going into 7th grade so don't blame me if my story sucks. Heh. Back to the story. Hope you like this chapter better! (The last chapter was supposed to be called the Mixed UP Files of Kuwabara vs. Chuu no The Mixed PU Files of Kuwabara vs. Chuu).

All disclaimers applied.

YYH Style Tennis Chapter 4

"Ok folks we are back in the tournament with Kuwabara against Chuu once again!"

"CHUU SERVE!" Keiko announced through her microphone.

"ARG!" Chuu threw the ball into the air and smacked it tremendously. He had obviously been drinking some of his special brew. It flew towards Kuwabara and hit him smack in the chin!

"OWIE!" Kuwabara flew back onto his pathetic butt.

"Touh (tough) luck Kuwabra." Chuu's words were slurred so that no one could understand him.

"KUWABARA YOU WEAR A BRA?!?" Yusuke yelled. Jin cracked up and Keiko and Genkai both took out their rackets. They hit Yusuke over and over again on the head.

"Yusuke YOU PERVERT!"

"YOU EVEN HIT ON GUYS!" Genkai smothered her cigarette on his head and a lock of his gelled hair fell off his now demented head.

"Eh heh heh," Yusuke uttered pitifully.

"Serves him right." Joined the beating. She also used his bumpy head as an ashtray. "Hey what kinda ashtray is this? It's nice because it puts out the cigarette immediately," Shizuru said sarcastically.

"That's Yusuke's hair gel."

The girls beat up Yusuke some more just for the fun of it. Kurama finally felt a bit of pity torward Yusuke and said, "Uh.Keiko, we need our announcer."

"Oh right. Sorry folks back to the game. Chuu's serve once again!"

"Thanks Kurama." Yusuke nursed his badly cracked skull.

"You're welcome."

"AND AN AWESOME SERVE BY CHUU!"

The ball was on fire (with a hint of alcohol in the fire) and flying toward Kuwabara.

"Kuwabara!" Yusuke yelled.

"Huh? What Urameshi?" Kuwabara turned around stupidly. The ball zoomed straight for his butt.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH WAAAAHHHHH MY BUTT IS ON FIRE! AHHHHHHHHH! HELP ME MOMMY! MOMMY! I WANT MY KITTY!" Kuwabara was running around like a chicken patting his on-fire behind.

Yusuke sniggered as did Jin and Rinku.

"YUSUKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Keiko was fuming.

"Uh oh. Dammit." Yusuke cowarded into a little chibi midget.

"How dare you interrupt MY tournament in this manner! I'M GONNA KILL YOU!"

Kurama sighed. There was nothing he could do in this situation. Too bad for Yusuke. Girlfriend/tennis problem. Not good.

"Please.Keiko.I didn't mean too interrupt the game I . just wanted.to know. if Kuwabara had anymore.Milk Duds!"

"That's pathetic Yusuke. At least do something with the very few number of brain cells you have."

"That's cold."

"WOULD YOU LIKE FOR ME TO BE COLDER?!?"

"Uh."

"HUH?!?" Keiko was mad. This was bad.

Yusuke thought of something quick. He ran up to her and kissed her quickly. She looked surprised and froze in her position. But then, she snapped out of her trance and slapped him hard,

"YOU PERVERT!" And with that Keiko walked away.

"Heh."

"Jeez Yusuke. How do you always get out of these things?" Jin looked puzzled.

"With my pure genius brain."

"Psh. I think it would be the end of the world before you could use your brain!"

"WHAT!"

"Never mind. Just watch the game."

They turned around. Kuwabara was losing badly twenty to one.

"GAME POINT!"
Kuwabara served the ball and it went two feet backwards.

"AND THE GAME GOES TO. CHUU!"

"Dude. That's freakatated." Chuu was swaying but he was pointing at Hiei.

Hiei was fighting with the bench. "DIE! EVIL BENCH! YOU WILL NOT KILL ME! HA!"

Kurama ran over to the scene and restrained Hiei.

"Hiei it's a bench. It can't kill you."

"Yes it can Kurama! I will protect you from its teeth!" He was pointing at two metal bars that were supposed to hold a bag of tennis balls up.

Kurama sweatdropped. "Have you been eating sugar again?"

Hiei looked at his hand, which was holding a bag of empty (you know because he ate them) sugar cubes and concealed them behind his back.

"Heh no of course not!" Hiei giggled innocently.

"I SAW THAT BAG OF SUGAR CUBES MISTER!"

"But Kurama-kun. sugar is the source of my power."

"NO IT ISN'T BAKA! IT HELPS YOU BELIEVE THAT BENCHES CAN EAT YOU!"

"But they really do."

"NO THEY DON'T! AND HAND THOSE PIXIE STICKS OVER! I SEE THEM YOU KNOW! THEY'RE STICKING OUT OF YOUR HAIR!"

"They are. Darn." Hiei whined.

"YUSUKE I'M COMING FOR YOU LATER! I KNOW YOU GAVE HIM THE SUGAR!"

"Sugar is good. Sugar is good. Sugar is good. Sugar is good. Sugar is good. Sugar is good. Sugar is good. Sugar is good. Sugar is good. Sugar is good. Sugar is good. Sugar is good. Sugar is good." Hiei was bouncing up and down.

Yusuke put an innocent cat face on. "Meow."

"YUSUKE THAT'S MY MOVE!" Botan smacked him on the head with her oar.

"Botan that's killer. If you use that swing in your match you'll do good," Keiko commented.

"Really? That's great because I thought that I might be rusty since I had lessons when I was 5 but then. blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah."

"Oh I see. Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah."

Meanwhile,

Yusuke in still on the ground seriously injured.

Koenma appears. "Botan?"

Botan stops from her conversation. "Hai Koenma-sama?"

"I think you hit him a bit too hard this time.

Yusuke: 0_o

"Meow Meow." Botan made her cat face.

"BACK TO THE MATCHES!" Keiko brought everyone's attention to the next fight. Koenma included.

"Yusuke and Yukina's match will be postponed due to Yusuke's injury. So it'll be Kurama vs. Jin next!"

~~~~~~~~ I'm sorry this chappie was short. I got a major headache. Sorry. I'll write more later. My computer's about to break down.