A/N: ^^;; Well, here's the second chapter. Hope it's as good as the first. I thank all of you who reviewed the first chapter before it was taken off mysteriously (*Sob*). And special thanks to the few of you who put on your favorite stories list! ^__^ Domo Arigatou, minna-san! Please re-add it once this is up again! I love you all! Your reviews make me so happy!

Kaya:*Looks up from where he's reading Demon Diary* In other words, she thanks you for your wonderful reviews.

Disclaimer: C'mon, Kurama…

Kurama: No. You made me sick and you made me complain about some nonexistentant woodpecker! Over all, this fic was totally humiliating!

Ammy:…I don't think it's that bad.

Kurama:*Raises eyebrow* You are so lucky you sealed my energy. How'd you do that anyway? .;;

Ammy: Authoress Power! XD

Kurama:…She doesn't own YYH. HIEI!! GET ME OUT OF HERE!!

Ammy: Tattletale!

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Trouble for Breakfast

Chapter 2

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            Now let's recap. The last chapter left off with Hiei screaming "WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED HERE?!", implying that something had happened in the kitchen. Well, something had happened.

            Saying that the kitchen was a mess would be an understatement. A really, really big understatement.

            Batter seemed to be everywhere. On the counters, in Botan's hair, and even on the ceiling. How they got batter on the ceiling, poor Hiei didn't want to know.

            "Ah…Hiei…heheh," Yusuke scratched the back of his head, "Back so soon?"

            "What happened here?" Hiei asked through gritted teeth. His hand twitched, the urge to take up his katana and slice them all into itty-bitty pieces was almost too great.

            "Oh, um, well, we're just…baking! Yes, baking!" Yusuke smiled nervously. His thoughts however, we're quite different. They went something like this: 'Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, CRAP!' This has been a look inside Yusuke's head. Now, we return to the current situation, in which Hiei is just about to viciously slaughter Yusuke and Botan. Jin and Touya might just escape unharmed, because they are most likely no more then innocent bystanders.

            "Baking doesn't make this much of a mess, Yusuke. I've watched Kurama."

            "…Ohhhh shit."

            Hiei's hand moved to the hilt of his katana, "You have ten seconds. Start explaining."

            Yusuke opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off when Kurama's voice called, "Is everything okay down there?"

            Botan 'eep'ed and scampered away to check on Kurama, while Hiei growled, "You got lucky, detective. I don't think Kurama would like it very much if I killed you,"

            Yusuke breathed a sigh of relief, leaning on a counter. Unfortunately for our poor Spirit Detective, he slipped on an eggshell and landed flat on his face.

            "Tha's gotta hurt," Jin observed from his position, floating by the ceiling. Touya, who was perched on a countertop, nodded.

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            "Ah, Botan, is everything alright? I heard yelling...Is that batter in you hair?" Kurama asked the ferry girl standing in his doorway in a very fidgety way.

            "Oh, this old thing?" Botan laughed, "No, it's not batter! It's a…a hair ornament, yes, that's it! A hair ornament!" After a second, she added, "My grandmother gave it to me."

            "It…looks, um, very nice." Kurama sweatdropped, "Did Hiei and Yusuke get in a fight?" He asked, trying to change the subject.

            "Oh, no, everyone's getting along just fine! Things are positively peachy!" She laughed nervously. "Um, got to go and help now, do try and get some rest!" She turned around, running away down the hall muttering something Kurama couldn't catch.

            The fox spirit was worried. Very, very worried. Too bad he was to sick to get out of bed and check on things for himself. He sighed. Suddenly, an idea popped into his head. He smirked to himself. He'd get that information if he had to question every person (and possibly plant) in this house.

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            "Hair ornament?" Yusuke shouted at Botan when she reappeared, "Is that the best you could come up with?"

            "You're idiots, all of you." Hiei hissed.

            "Oh, shut up!" Yusuke yelled, "I don't see you helping!"

            "Hn." Hiei growled, glaring at Yusuke. Yusuke glared back. Electricity crackled between their gazes. Classic, no?

            "Cut it out before I turn you both into ice cubes." Touya said, narrowing his eyes.

            Yusuke scowled, and turned away. Hiei did the same, muttering a few death threats.

            "Touya," Kurama's voice called again, "Could you come here for a moment?"

            "Why Touya?" Botan asked, blinking.

            Hiei realized what Kurama was up to, and grabbing Touya by the arm he hissed, "Don't you dare tell him what this kitchen looks like. Say everything is fine, or I will kill you. And no one will find your body."

            Touya nodded silently, wrenching his arm out of Hiei's grip and walking slowly to Kurama's room. When he arrived, he found the former thief half sitting up on the pillows, an all too innocent smile upon his lips.

            "Do you need something?" Touya raised an eyebrow.

            "Oh, I just wanted some company for a bit." Kurama said airily, motioning for Touya to take a seat on the bed. The ice master made no move, staring at Kurama in a rather cold way.

            "So, Touya, I trust that everything is alright downstairs?" Kurama asked emerald eyes locking with icy blue.

            "…Yes." Touya said, a bit uncomfortable with the lie.

            "Oh, that's good," Kurama continued, "Because I'd heard noises, and I was rather worried. I feared that Botan had lied to me, but I know that you, Touya, wouldn't lie to me. I think you're very trustworthy, Touya, are you not?"

            Touya gulped, "Of course, everything is just fine."

            Kurama narrowed his eyes; the ice master was obviously lying to him. He opened his mouth to say something else when a very large crash was heard, followed by an interesting bit of dialogue.

            "THE SINK! THE FRICKIN' SINK!"

            "Is smoke supposed to be coming out of there?"

            "WAAAH! LORD KOENMA, HELP!"

            "'Ow do ya turn that thing off?!"

            Touya swore loudly and slammed Kurama's door shut. He was just about to head back downstairs when an idea hit him and he went back to Kurama's door, freezing it shut. Then he ran to the kitchen, fearing the sight that awaited him. Poor Touya, he had no idea what was in store for him.

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            Kurama scowled, giving his door one more tug. The sick kitsune had managed to drag himself out of bed, his curiosity overwhelming. It seemed that Touya, that sneaky little liar, had frozen his door shut. Kurama sat down on his bed huffily, glaring daggers at his door. He'd just have to use different methods then. Guilt tripping Touya had failed, but another plan came to mind. A very evil plan.

            Kurama smirked. This plan was almost fall proof. He couldn't wait to try it out.


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Ammy:*Tied to a chair* o.o;;;

Hiei: What do you think we should do with her, kitsune?

Kurama: I think we should roast her over an open fire, and then we should chop her up into itty bitty pieces, bake her into a pie, and serve it to Koenma!

Ammy: O.O;; Eep!

Hiei: …Koi, are you feeling alright?

Kurama: Huh? I'm feeling just fine, Hiei! Why do you ask?

Hiei:…No reason. So, let's get started, shall we?*Draws his katana*

Ammy: O_O;; HELLLLPPP! SOMEBODY, HELP! AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! HELP ME!!!!!!!!!!!

Kurama: *Hold up a sign that says 'Review Please!'* ^_^