The Joys of Hotdogs and Lemonade: Revised Edition

Disclaimer

Bf- hello again everyone who is reading this! I really hope this revised fic, is way better than the first!

Df- oh, shh. Just start the chapter already. Nobody really cares about these things.

Bf- they don't?

Df- no.

Bf- well in that case, Kurama-san, do the disclaimer!

Kurama- why me?

Bf- cuz if you don't…

--Pulls out Big Book of Blackmail—

Kurama- She doesn't own Yu Yu Hakusho, or Macys or anything inside it!

Bf- Yay! They're afraid of me!

Chapter five

Kurama's shopping spree

Neha skidded to a halt in front of the doors of the mall, and faced the others.

"Do you know what happens when I go into the mall?" she asked.

"Do we want to know?" Hiei asked sarcastically.

"I go into this girly mode. And so, there's, like, this totally cute skirt I wanted to pick up from Macys. And since that's where Kurama is heading, I suggest we kill two birds with one stone!" She announced.

"You kill birds with stones?" Kuwabara asked, shocked. "You are so sick!"

"It's an expression, you moron." Liz said. Kuwabara looked embarrassed.

"Alrighty then, let's go find Kurama!" Lenni declared, and she her friends and the boys stormed into Macys, knocking over things and not bothering to pick them up.

"Wow! What a totally cute shirt! Oh! And those earrings are so awesome!" Neha gushed.

"You're beginning to creep me out." Liz said, looking at Neha as if she had seven heads.

"You know, a very good friend of mine told me the very same thing when she saw a picture of me in a skirt."

"Hey! Look!" Lenni shouted, pointing to where Kurama was. He was loaded down with dresses…minidresess.

--Here there is a quick interruption--

Bf- --Sob-- I can't do it! I'll have to beg Neha to write the remaining part of this chapter for me, "Neha! Please write this chapter for me! Please, please, please!!!"

If- What's so wrong with cross-dressers? Admittedly, they're creepy and usually sickos, but…Kurama's no sicko, ne?

Bf- yea, but I don't wanna write about Kurama in a dress!

If- Well, would you look at the time? It's 5:01 pm and counting…better go make the best of my last…38 or so hours in summerdom, the blissful land of summer vacation. Let our brains rot and be glad. (I wrote this particular chapter during summer vacation)

Bf- you mean you're gonna leave me here and make me write the part that you wrote in the un-revised edition that I still haven't forgiven you for??

If- yes

--But it was quickly corrected—

"Um…maybe this wasn't such a fantastic idea," Neha muttered nervously. "I mean, I would hate for Kurama to humiliate himself…he's pretty nice and all."

Kurama turned, beginning for a small room where other girls were carrying their soon to purchased items. Neha took a dramatic step forward and screamed at him.

"DON'T YOU DARE GO IN THAT DRESSING ROOM! IT'S FOR GIRLS!"

Another sales clerk walked up to her, saying,

"But, isn't she a girl?"

Neha tried to look calm as she spoke to the sales lady, but she failed miserably.

"Of course he- she's a girl. Why ever not?"

"Well," the lady said. "You kinda made it sound like…"

Neha chanced a glance away from the lady, and towards Kurama, who was still walking towards the dressing room.

"Ahhh! She- err… HE'S getting away!"

She and the others made a mad dash towards Kurama, however, a cheerleader girl made her way up to Hiei.

"Hey…" she said.

"What do you want, ningen?" Hiei asked, unamused with the whole thing,

"Well, I'm free on Saturday night…" she said, "And there's a new restaurant that just opened up next door…so…"

"Hey, I think she's asking you out." Kuwabara said.

"Out? Out where?" Hiei asked.

"Like… um, Me and Yukina."

With this comment, Hiei cringed, then sighed.

"Why me?" he asked himself. Then he turned to the cheerleader girl.

"Look." He said, "I'm a bit short on time, so I can't give you a drawn-out death…" Hiei created a small orb of flame in his hand and set the girls hair on fire.

"NOOOOOOOOO!!!" she screeched, "I just got it permed yesterday!"

"So is that why you smell like rotten eggs?" Neha said.

Lenni began to hyperventilate.

"Neha…" she choked out.

"Hm?"

"You remember that super short mini dress your mother said no to?"

"Oh, don't tell me." Neha said.

"Okay, I won't tell you." Lenni said.

"Hey, look!" Kuwabara said, reaching in his pocket. "I brought a camera!" he began to point it at Kurama.

"Don't!" Neha stopped him, "He's got enough embarrassment to last him a lifetime, and we don't need photographic evidence."

"We need to get him out of here before someone sees him!" Liz shouted.

Just then, some random gaming freak walked up, taking a shortcut out of the mall though Macys.

"Hey…" he said, looking astonished. "Is that…Kurama?"

"NO OF COURSE NOT!" Lenni, Liz and Neha all shrieked. "WHERE ON EARTH DID YOU GET THAT CRAZY IDEA? IT'S…"

"It's my…um, cousin." Hiei offered thinking fast. "Her name's uh…"

"Annabelle Maria the second." Neha finished for him.

"Yea, that's right!" Lenni said, "That's Annabelle Maria the second."

"Yup." Liz agreed and called to Kurama. "Hey, Annabelle Maria the second who is definitely not Kurama, come here and we'll buy you sweet snow!"

"Sweet snow?" Kurama asked happily, "Hey, wait. My names not 'Annabelle Maria the second who is definitely not Kurama' it's Kurama!"

Liz slapped her forehead. Neha tried to cover up the situation, and returned to the gaming freak, saying

"She's got personal identity issues…adolescence, you know? All that 'finding who you really are' stuff." She told him.

"Yes." Lenni agreed, "And plus, she thinks Youko is her soul mate."

Kurama swayed side to side, muttering,

"Youko's a guy… that's wrong." Here he lost track of his thoughts and began to sing, "Like that planey in the sky-wai!" He sang similar verses, zooming around the store like a plane. Neha tilted her head up, looking at the roof.

"I see no sky. I see ceiling tiles. But there is no sky in here."

But the gaming freak was persistent, and continued to question.

"But why is Kurama wearing a dress?" he asked. Neha lost it, having been through quite a bit that day, she began to scream at the gamer.

"BECAUSE HE'S—I mean, SHE'S NOT KURAMA, YOU BRAINLESS KUSO IDIOT! SHE'S ANNABELLE MARIA THE SECOND!"

"Okay, okay, alright." He said, backing off.

Neha sighed. Lenni turned to Kurama.

"Now, Kurama." She said to him, "Take off that ridiculous mini dress, it shows your thighs."

"Okay." Kurama began to slip the straps of the dress off. Every one shouted at the same moment,

"KEEP THAT ON!"

"Sheesh, okay already." Kurama said, swaying. "Hey! I want some plant-killer!"

Everyone gathered in a circle.

"Right," Neha said, taking charge. "I think we can make an antidote if we can get her—HIM back to his house. I suggest someone 'capture' him…"

Kurama held up a piece of lingerie.

"Why do they keep that stuff in this particular section, of all places?" Neha sighed.

"Put that DOWN!" Lenni shouted.

"Jeez, okay. Don't have to shout about it." Kurama said, and put it down.

"Now, like I was saying," Neha continued, ", I think that Kuwabara and Yusuke can cover the capture. Hiei, arrange some transport…freak out a bus driver or something. And we—the rest of us—will be working on the antidote."

"Okay then!" Liz said, "Lets go, go, GO!"

And they all ran off to do their jobs.

End chapter five

A/n: right now, I'm going to comment on two reviews I got. the first being: I KNOW I NEED A SPELL CHECKER!!! Don't rub it in...TT.TT, also YOU CANNOT BE CRAZYER THAN ME!!! NOBODY CAN!! sept for maybe sugar high jin like in my other fic....ANYWAY. the second thign i'd like to say, is taht I'm very very VERY sorry, but I'm going to have to decline reading your fic. I've seen it beofre on the just in section and would have read it had it not been about kurama (who happens to be my favorite charactor, which is why ii diddn't read it), gomen, gomen, sorry...review person Jak...sorry Y.Y. Other than that, I have nothign else to say...review, porfavor. (gomen)