Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho, and it's not fair, and I yes I know
that footballs are a government conspiracy.
Author's Note: Tired...so tired...hungry...so hungry...oh yes, and this is
chapter 2. Enjoy. Happy Readings! ^_^
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Suzuki's Souffle
By: Obsidian Sphinx
Chapter: 2
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Shishi had Jin cornered, and the red head's eyes darted all around him. He
gulped. Chuu and Rinku watched on in amusement and Touya was still reading
his book as though nothing was wrong.
"Touya," he squeaked.
The ice master didn't look up as he turned a page. "Next time think twice,
Jin," Touya said.
The red head scowled. "And here I thought you loved me," he mumbled.
Then, a gagging sound was heard as Shishi wrapped his hands around Jin's
neck and seemed to be attempting to shake his poor head off his shoulders.
It was during this little excursion that the door to the kitchen was
suddenly flung open and a certain blonde haired demon stormed in to the
room.
"SHISHI! JIN!" Suzuki yelled angrily.
The room went completely silent as everyone looked at Suzuki. Touya had
allowed his book to drop to the floor and his icy, slanted eyes were wide.
Chuu's jaw hung open and if it were unhinged while Rinku's eyes bugged out
of his head. Shishi and Jin stood stalk still in mid strangle and mid
struggle position only they both stared and gaped at the blonde demon.
Frankly, it was the first time they had ever heard Suzuki yell quite like
that, and truthfully, it was a bit intimidating.
He put his hands on his hips. "I seem to remember telling all of you to
keep it DOWN in here because I was making DINNER! And then, just as the
food I worked on for so long is pulled out of the oven, the image of
perfection, you two," he pointed at Shishiwakamaru and Jin, "come running
through the kitchen like a damned hurricane yelling and knocking things
over and therefore, supper is sitting in a deflated heap on the kitchen
table!" Suzuki yelled.
Jin gulped. "Uh . . . it was Shishi's fault!" he said, pointing at the
accused.
Shishi let go of Jin and then smacked his hand away. "No it wasn't! Jin
started it!" he protested.
The wind master shook his head. "Shishi chased me into the kitchen!"
"Well, Jin was bothering me!"
Jin looked at Shishi. "I was just playing."
"So? I told you to stop."
"Not very nicely."
"Ch! Like it would have made a difference!"
Suzuki watched for a second as the two argued back and forth then he let
out a deep, irritated sigh. "Enough!"
Shishi and Jin both clamped their jaws shut tightly and gave their full,
wide-eyed attention to their still fuming friend.
"All I asked for was a little peace and quiet and you couldn't even give me
that! So you know what? I don't care. You all are on your own tonight!" And
with those words, Suzuki stalked up the stairs and a few seconds later they
heard a bedroom door slam.
For a while, everyone was quiet, and they passed nervous glances at one
another. None of them had ever seen Suzuki get so mad before, and they
found it odd that he would get so angry over something as small as dinner
being ruined.
Finally, Touya cleared his throat. "Well that was . . . interesting," he
said.
"Yeah it . . . was . . . uh . . ." Rinku agreed unsure of what else to add.
Chuu, always to be the deciding factor, let his stomach growl angrily.
"Right well, I'm still hungry," he said.
Rinku rolled his eyes. "Surprise, surprise." Suddenly, his stomach growled
too and he blushed. "Um . . . but we probably SHOULD do something about
dinner," he added timidly.
Touya chuckled. "Agreed." He glanced at the clock. "It's getting a little
late to be fixing a whole other meal . . . so um . . . how about we go out
for pizza or something?" he suggested.
Rinku shrugged. "Sounds good to me."
"I'm there," Chuu said.
Jin popped up next to Touya. "Me too."
Touya gazed fondly at the giddy red head and nodded at him. Jin frowned a
bit then. "Are you actually going to eat?" he asked.
The ice master smiled a little. "Well, pizza isn't exactly healthy . . ."
Jin made a whimpering sound. Touya groaned. "C'mon, don't do 'the face'
Jin!"
The wind master's eyes got large and round and watery while his bottom lip
quivered and all Touya could was sigh in defeat. He never stood a chance
against 'the face'.
Jin grinned and planted a quick kiss on Touya's lips before grabbing hold
of his love's hand and pulling him out of the chair to his feet. Chuu and
Rinku got up as well and stretched. They started toward the front door and
Chuu had his hand on the knob before he realized that they were missing
someone. The larger man looked over his shoulder at Shishi who had never
moved since Suzuki stormed out. "'Ey Shishi, you comin'?" He asked.
At his question the other three demons turned their attention toward the
samurai as well. Shishi paused and then shook his head.
Chuu shrugged and said simply, "Right then, see ya when we get back." Then
he pulled open the door and all of them filed outside and closed door
behind them.
The house was once again silent, save for the mindless drone of the
television that had not been turned off. Shishi sighed. The feelings that
he had at that moment bothered him. He felt guilt and regret the strongest.
It was odd, but knowing that he had upset Suzuki really disturbed him.
Really, the other demon was the closest thing to a best friend that Shishi
had ever had, he supposed that had something to do with the feelings.
A deep frown marred his features as he crossed his arms at his waist.
Another feeling was pestering him, and he was rather confused by it. Suzuki
rarely lost his temper, but something about that spark of rage in the blue-
green depths of his eyes had made it difficult for Shishi not to stare.
Suzuki really was . . . very attractive. He wondered why he hadn't noticed
that before.
Gently shaking his head to clear his mind of those thoughts, he came to a
decision. He needed to make it up to Suzuki one way or the other and the
best way to do that was to apologize. The years he had spent with all of
them had softened him up a bit to at least the point where an apology
wasn't such a bash to his pride anymore.
He climbed the stairs up to the second floor and walking down the hallway
to the room he knew belonged to his friend. The door was closed and Shishi
remembered how hard it had been slammed. He was surprised the floor wasn't
covered with splintered wood.
Taking a deep breath, he knocked lightly on the door. There was no answer
so he knocked a little harder and then waited. He heard the padding of feet
as they made contact with the floor and he watched as the doorknob turned
and then the door its self was opened. He found himself staring into those
anger stricken eyes again as Suzuki leaned against the door frame, arms
crossed over his chest, glaring. "What?" he asked in a clipped tone.
That very tone made Shishi wince slightly and forced him to pull his
attention away from those lovely eyes. He composed himself and bowed his
head slightly. "I just wanted to apologize."
Suzuki snorted. "Okay, is that all?" he asked.
Shishi lifted his head to look at the still glaring Suzuki. He had
apologized and the blonde was still angry with him. What else could he do?
He took a deep breath. "Suzuki, what Jin and I did was most immature and
disrespectful and--"
"Ya got that right," Suzuki interrupted.
Shishi kept his cool where as with anyone else he would have just blown up
and stormed away. "And I really am very sorry. If I can make it up to you
in any way, please don't hesitate to tell me."
Suzuki eyed Shishi. He found it odd that the temperamental demon was acting
so subdued. It was definitely a different attitude, but his soft features
and pinkish eyes looked so sincere. He was trying very hard to get back in
his good graces. The blonde had to remind himself that he was still very
upset, for he almost gave in. Not that he didn't want to forgive Shishi, it
was just that he wanted to mad for a while. It wasn't, after all, something
he did very often.
After a moment or two of silence, Shishi let out a sigh that was slightly
tinted with aggravation. "Listen, I can't do much more than say that I'm
sorry and genuinely mean it, but if the whole soufflé thing really means
that much to you, I'd be happy to help you make another one," Shishi
offered. He was surprised at himself. He hadn't even consciously thought
about that before it rolled off of his tongue. He suddenly realized that
Suzuki's acceptance of his apology was very important to him.
"What would be the point now anyway. Everyone who would eat it is gone,"
replied Suzuki. He pushed away from the doorframe and took a few steps
backward into his room. He pushed the door, expecting to hear it close, but
was surprised when it didn't. He looked at down and saw that Shishi had
wedged his foot in between it and the frame.
"That's not entirely true," Shishi said softly.
Suzuki raised an eyebrow.
"We're still here," he explained.
The two demons stared at one another for what seemed like a long time, both
contemplating the other. Suzuki wondered why Shishi was being so persistent
and Shishi wondered why it had just occurred to him that Suzuki looked very
good in that slightly tighter than usual t-shirt he was wearing.
"Do you really want to?" Suzuki asked suddenly.
Once again, Shishi was forced to take his mind off of his friend's physical
appearance to listen to his rich voice. He stared at Suzuki straight in the
eyes, which he knew was a mistake, because he was having problems looking
away. "Yes, I do." He said firmly.
~*~
To Be Continued
that footballs are a government conspiracy.
Author's Note: Tired...so tired...hungry...so hungry...oh yes, and this is
chapter 2. Enjoy. Happy Readings! ^_^
~*~*~*~*~*~
Suzuki's Souffle
By: Obsidian Sphinx
Chapter: 2
~*~*~*~*~*~
Shishi had Jin cornered, and the red head's eyes darted all around him. He
gulped. Chuu and Rinku watched on in amusement and Touya was still reading
his book as though nothing was wrong.
"Touya," he squeaked.
The ice master didn't look up as he turned a page. "Next time think twice,
Jin," Touya said.
The red head scowled. "And here I thought you loved me," he mumbled.
Then, a gagging sound was heard as Shishi wrapped his hands around Jin's
neck and seemed to be attempting to shake his poor head off his shoulders.
It was during this little excursion that the door to the kitchen was
suddenly flung open and a certain blonde haired demon stormed in to the
room.
"SHISHI! JIN!" Suzuki yelled angrily.
The room went completely silent as everyone looked at Suzuki. Touya had
allowed his book to drop to the floor and his icy, slanted eyes were wide.
Chuu's jaw hung open and if it were unhinged while Rinku's eyes bugged out
of his head. Shishi and Jin stood stalk still in mid strangle and mid
struggle position only they both stared and gaped at the blonde demon.
Frankly, it was the first time they had ever heard Suzuki yell quite like
that, and truthfully, it was a bit intimidating.
He put his hands on his hips. "I seem to remember telling all of you to
keep it DOWN in here because I was making DINNER! And then, just as the
food I worked on for so long is pulled out of the oven, the image of
perfection, you two," he pointed at Shishiwakamaru and Jin, "come running
through the kitchen like a damned hurricane yelling and knocking things
over and therefore, supper is sitting in a deflated heap on the kitchen
table!" Suzuki yelled.
Jin gulped. "Uh . . . it was Shishi's fault!" he said, pointing at the
accused.
Shishi let go of Jin and then smacked his hand away. "No it wasn't! Jin
started it!" he protested.
The wind master shook his head. "Shishi chased me into the kitchen!"
"Well, Jin was bothering me!"
Jin looked at Shishi. "I was just playing."
"So? I told you to stop."
"Not very nicely."
"Ch! Like it would have made a difference!"
Suzuki watched for a second as the two argued back and forth then he let
out a deep, irritated sigh. "Enough!"
Shishi and Jin both clamped their jaws shut tightly and gave their full,
wide-eyed attention to their still fuming friend.
"All I asked for was a little peace and quiet and you couldn't even give me
that! So you know what? I don't care. You all are on your own tonight!" And
with those words, Suzuki stalked up the stairs and a few seconds later they
heard a bedroom door slam.
For a while, everyone was quiet, and they passed nervous glances at one
another. None of them had ever seen Suzuki get so mad before, and they
found it odd that he would get so angry over something as small as dinner
being ruined.
Finally, Touya cleared his throat. "Well that was . . . interesting," he
said.
"Yeah it . . . was . . . uh . . ." Rinku agreed unsure of what else to add.
Chuu, always to be the deciding factor, let his stomach growl angrily.
"Right well, I'm still hungry," he said.
Rinku rolled his eyes. "Surprise, surprise." Suddenly, his stomach growled
too and he blushed. "Um . . . but we probably SHOULD do something about
dinner," he added timidly.
Touya chuckled. "Agreed." He glanced at the clock. "It's getting a little
late to be fixing a whole other meal . . . so um . . . how about we go out
for pizza or something?" he suggested.
Rinku shrugged. "Sounds good to me."
"I'm there," Chuu said.
Jin popped up next to Touya. "Me too."
Touya gazed fondly at the giddy red head and nodded at him. Jin frowned a
bit then. "Are you actually going to eat?" he asked.
The ice master smiled a little. "Well, pizza isn't exactly healthy . . ."
Jin made a whimpering sound. Touya groaned. "C'mon, don't do 'the face'
Jin!"
The wind master's eyes got large and round and watery while his bottom lip
quivered and all Touya could was sigh in defeat. He never stood a chance
against 'the face'.
Jin grinned and planted a quick kiss on Touya's lips before grabbing hold
of his love's hand and pulling him out of the chair to his feet. Chuu and
Rinku got up as well and stretched. They started toward the front door and
Chuu had his hand on the knob before he realized that they were missing
someone. The larger man looked over his shoulder at Shishi who had never
moved since Suzuki stormed out. "'Ey Shishi, you comin'?" He asked.
At his question the other three demons turned their attention toward the
samurai as well. Shishi paused and then shook his head.
Chuu shrugged and said simply, "Right then, see ya when we get back." Then
he pulled open the door and all of them filed outside and closed door
behind them.
The house was once again silent, save for the mindless drone of the
television that had not been turned off. Shishi sighed. The feelings that
he had at that moment bothered him. He felt guilt and regret the strongest.
It was odd, but knowing that he had upset Suzuki really disturbed him.
Really, the other demon was the closest thing to a best friend that Shishi
had ever had, he supposed that had something to do with the feelings.
A deep frown marred his features as he crossed his arms at his waist.
Another feeling was pestering him, and he was rather confused by it. Suzuki
rarely lost his temper, but something about that spark of rage in the blue-
green depths of his eyes had made it difficult for Shishi not to stare.
Suzuki really was . . . very attractive. He wondered why he hadn't noticed
that before.
Gently shaking his head to clear his mind of those thoughts, he came to a
decision. He needed to make it up to Suzuki one way or the other and the
best way to do that was to apologize. The years he had spent with all of
them had softened him up a bit to at least the point where an apology
wasn't such a bash to his pride anymore.
He climbed the stairs up to the second floor and walking down the hallway
to the room he knew belonged to his friend. The door was closed and Shishi
remembered how hard it had been slammed. He was surprised the floor wasn't
covered with splintered wood.
Taking a deep breath, he knocked lightly on the door. There was no answer
so he knocked a little harder and then waited. He heard the padding of feet
as they made contact with the floor and he watched as the doorknob turned
and then the door its self was opened. He found himself staring into those
anger stricken eyes again as Suzuki leaned against the door frame, arms
crossed over his chest, glaring. "What?" he asked in a clipped tone.
That very tone made Shishi wince slightly and forced him to pull his
attention away from those lovely eyes. He composed himself and bowed his
head slightly. "I just wanted to apologize."
Suzuki snorted. "Okay, is that all?" he asked.
Shishi lifted his head to look at the still glaring Suzuki. He had
apologized and the blonde was still angry with him. What else could he do?
He took a deep breath. "Suzuki, what Jin and I did was most immature and
disrespectful and--"
"Ya got that right," Suzuki interrupted.
Shishi kept his cool where as with anyone else he would have just blown up
and stormed away. "And I really am very sorry. If I can make it up to you
in any way, please don't hesitate to tell me."
Suzuki eyed Shishi. He found it odd that the temperamental demon was acting
so subdued. It was definitely a different attitude, but his soft features
and pinkish eyes looked so sincere. He was trying very hard to get back in
his good graces. The blonde had to remind himself that he was still very
upset, for he almost gave in. Not that he didn't want to forgive Shishi, it
was just that he wanted to mad for a while. It wasn't, after all, something
he did very often.
After a moment or two of silence, Shishi let out a sigh that was slightly
tinted with aggravation. "Listen, I can't do much more than say that I'm
sorry and genuinely mean it, but if the whole soufflé thing really means
that much to you, I'd be happy to help you make another one," Shishi
offered. He was surprised at himself. He hadn't even consciously thought
about that before it rolled off of his tongue. He suddenly realized that
Suzuki's acceptance of his apology was very important to him.
"What would be the point now anyway. Everyone who would eat it is gone,"
replied Suzuki. He pushed away from the doorframe and took a few steps
backward into his room. He pushed the door, expecting to hear it close, but
was surprised when it didn't. He looked at down and saw that Shishi had
wedged his foot in between it and the frame.
"That's not entirely true," Shishi said softly.
Suzuki raised an eyebrow.
"We're still here," he explained.
The two demons stared at one another for what seemed like a long time, both
contemplating the other. Suzuki wondered why Shishi was being so persistent
and Shishi wondered why it had just occurred to him that Suzuki looked very
good in that slightly tighter than usual t-shirt he was wearing.
"Do you really want to?" Suzuki asked suddenly.
Once again, Shishi was forced to take his mind off of his friend's physical
appearance to listen to his rich voice. He stared at Suzuki straight in the
eyes, which he knew was a mistake, because he was having problems looking
away. "Yes, I do." He said firmly.
~*~
To Be Continued