A/N:Singing about the nice reviews she's been getting Special thanks to Ciu Sune, for untying me! XD TAKE THAT, HIEI!Grins triumphantly at said fire demon, who is currently tied to a chair with extra strength chains, Kurama is also tied up

Hiei:Glares I'll get you. You mess with my kitsune, you die. Your reviewers can't protect you forever.

Ammy: Meep…o.o;;

Disclaimer:Sniffles Can't a girl dream?

Hiei: No.

Ammy: You're on thin ice, buster…

Hiei: I'm stronger then you, woman.

Ammy:Scowls That's it. Say the disclaimer or I'm writing a Kurama torture fic.

Hiei: You wouldn't dare…

Ammy: Wouldn't I?Smirks

Hiei: Oh, I'll get you for this. Just you wait.Clears throat Amethyst Bubble does not own Yu Yu Hakusho. It belongs to someone way smarter then her. And we are all so very thankful for that. Now, I must go find a way to burn herInsert Death-Glare at Ammy here to a cinder.

Trouble For Breakfast

Chapter 3

            Last chapter started with Hiei entering the kitchen and meeting a shocking sight. Well, Touya would have killed to see a batter covered kitchen. What he walked into was much worse. The poor ice master was quite shocked by the room in front of him.

            A thought crossed his mind, and that thought was: This used to be a kitchen?

            Now, at the risk of giving any neat-freaks reading this heart-failure, I will give you a description of the current state of the Minamino kitchen. All neat-freaks with weak hearts are strongly advised to skip this next paragraph.

            The room was quite literally a flood-zone. Well, it had been a flood-zone. When Touya stepped into the room it had turned into an ice-skating rink, seeing as how a moment of shock had caused our poor, icey-eyed demon to momentarily loose control of his powers, freezing the room. Ah, how a situation goes from bad to worse so quickly. But aside from being a winter wonderland, the kitchen was a complete disaster zone. Various plates, dishes, cups, electronic appliances and yet more batter littered the room.

            The state of the kitchen was nothing to the state of the people within it, however.

The only one who wasn't thoroughly soaked was Hiei, seeing as he had used his youki as a sort of instant dry-cleaners. Botan was huddled in a corner, looking utterly miserable, an expression not often found on the ferry-girl. She was mumbling something, of which Touya could only catch a few words. Such words included "Why?", "Koenma-

saaaaaamaaaaa…" and "Now the room a miniature ice-age, isn't that just spiffy?". She seemed to be hyperventilating.

            Yusuke had managed to fight his way through the rapids of sink-water and mountains of kitchen appliances to get to the sink. He'd successfully shut off the water, but as a result, looked as though he had been swimming in Niagara Falls. 

            And finally, Touya's eyes landed on Jin. The windmaster was wet as well, but not as soaked as Botan and Yusuke. It looked as if he had avoided the worst of the water by floating near the ceiling. He was casually mixing a bowl full of batter. At least…Touya assumed it was batter. There were a few food items in there that should definitely not be in batter. Such food items included hard candy, sunflower seeds, some tofu and sardines.

            Jin found a dry spot to set the bowl down, before swooping over to Touya and pulling the smaller demon into a tight hug, "Hiya Touya-chan, how'dya lil talk with foxy-boy go, eh? Hey, do you like batter? I like batter! Batter's yummy, lalalalala…"

            Touya blinked, staring over Jin's shoulder at Hiei and mouthing 'who let him into the sugar?'

            Hiei gave Touya a look that said 'do you really need to ask?' and pointed to a certain spirit detective who was grinning in a very pompous manner at his handy work with the sink.

            "That's fantastic, just fantastic," Touya muttered, then gasped sharply as Jin picked him up as if he was a bag of flour and spun him around. "Jin! Put me down!"

            Unfortunately, Jin was too busy chatting about batter to listen to poor, dizzy Touya.

            Touya clung to Jin, closing his eyes tightly. He wanted to be back on ground, and he wanted to get back on the ground NOW!

            One thing was for certain, and that was that Jin was going to be sleeping on the couch for the next couple of weeks.

            Kurama smirked to himself, running the brush through his hair a couple of times, just for good measure. Plan B was in the works. Actually, Plan B had a name, but telling you what it was would totally give away the entire plan, so we're just going to call it Plan B.

            Kurama coughed a couple of times. Maybe the physical assertion needed for this plan was too much for him in his current state. He tried to yank the door open once more, but it was still frozen shut. So, Kurama had no choice but to go ahead with Plan B. Not that Plan B was so bad…actually, Kurama quite liked it. It was very ingenious of him, really. All in all, a quite enjoyable evil scheme, if he did say so himself.

            Pulling open his closet, the kitsune shifted through the many outfits contained with in it. His magenta school uniform wouldn't do, no, not at all. Next on the outfit list was a plain white shirt and a pair of black pants. No, too stiff, not…dare he say it? Exotic

enough.

            AHA! Kurama's mind cheered as he pulled out an article of clothing that would work perfectly. It was a Chinese style tunic, made out of green silk, decorated with a pattern of cherry blossoms. After a few more minutes of foraging through his closet, Kurama also produced a pair of white silk paints. Perfect, Kurama cackled evilly for a moment. That cackling quickly dissolved into a fit of coughing.

            After said fit of coughing subsided, Kurama quickly changed into the outfit he'd selected. He grinned after seeing his reflection in the mirror. Plan Sedu- I mean, Plan B, was almost ready to begin.

HA! And you thought I was going to tell you Kurama's plan!...Well, I'm sure most of you can figure it out, actually. It's really pretty obvious. -.-;;

I'll try to get the next chapter out soon, wouldn't want to keep my lovely reviewers waiting!

Kurama: Will you stop gloating?

Ammy: No, actually, I won't. Reviews keep the chains that keep Hiei tied to that chair strong! If you don't review, the chains will weaken and he'll escape and…gulp

Hiei:Smirks evilly

Ammy: o.o;; Review, please!