This was brilliantly suggested by Random Person number 3, and is probably one of my best ficlets since Snow-Kurama!

(I kinda altered your idea, but it's basically the same story.)

Disclaimer: I don't own YYH.

The Three Little Bears

Once upon a time there was a girl name Goldilocks.

To be completely honest, she really didn't have gold locks, so everyone simply called her Botan.

One day Botan's mother told her to go out and play.

"You spend far too much time hitting people with that broom, dear," her mother informed her. "You really need to get out more."

So—after her broom was forcibly taken from her, Botan went outside to "play," as her mother so simply put it.

Wandering around a while, Botan found herself to be lost, hungry, tired, and right in front of the most charming little house she'd ever seen.

Looking the small cottage up and down, she decided it was worth a look inside.

She knocked on the door.

No one answered.

Hmmm, she was out in the middle of nowhere, in danger of starving, possible chance of being eaten by rabid squirrels [AN: That's for you Monique!], and she was completely lost.

So sue me, she thought. I'm going in.

The inside was just as nice as the outside, with charming little pictures, and charming little flowers...well, everything was pretty charming.

Sickeningly so, in fact.

In the kitchen, Botan found a table with three of steaming hot bowls of Raman on it.

One bowl, she decided was simply far too hot.

The next, when she looked at it, had far too many rose thorns in it.

But the last was so normal-looking, that she finished it off completely.

Then she went back to the living room, and found three chairs.

One chair had some...questionable magazines on it. (x.x)

The second had some deadly plants growing in between the cushions.

But the last was once again so normal, that Botan just had to try it out.

After a while of doing nothing but sitting ("Jeez, is my life boring."), Botan went upstairs.

In the bedroom she found three beds.

The first bed had a bunch of...creepy torture devices in it. (O.O)

The second bed had hundreds of man-eating plants under the pillows.

And once again the third bed was normal.

Well, except for some mutilated teddy bears, it was fairly normal.

So she went to bed.

But downstairs, the owners had returned...

Kurama, the smartest bear, rushed inside, beating off the hordes of fangirls who had followed the three of them home.

Yusuke, the biggest bear, sat down at the table, and started gulping down his hot Raman.

Hiei, the littlest bear, looked at his bowl of Raman.

"Someone's eaten all my Raman!"

Kurama and Yusuke checked out their lunches.

"Mine's fine."

"No one's been in my stuff either."

Fuming the tiny bear turned and stomped into the living room, and screamed.

Kurama and Yusuke ran at his call.

"What's up?" Yusuke looked around.

Hiei growled, and pointed at his chair. "Someone's been sitting in my chair."

Silence.

"Dude," Yusuke said, "I don't even wanna know how you know that."

"Plus," Kurama added, "our chairs are perfectly fine."

Grumbling of the injustice in stupid roommates, Hiei went upstairs to take a nap.

Kurama and Yusuke settled down in their chairs.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh! IT'S HERE! IT'S IN MY CHAIR!"

Rushing upstairs, Yusuke and Kurama found Hiei pointing at a girl. The poor thing had obviously just woken up, and was being traumatized by the sight of three hot guys staring down at her.

"Make it go away!" Hiei moaned.

"That," Kurama said gently, "would be a girl, not an it."

"What are we going to do with her?" Yusuke stared down at her uncertainly.

"You could always let me go, and pretend this never happened," she offered.

"Nahhh," Yusuke shook his head. "Too easy."

They all sat thinking.

Suddenly Hiei smirked.

"I have an idea..."

The next day...

Botan stood in front of her employers' house, and held up a megaphone.

"Eh-hem. ALL YOU FANGIRLS!" She yelled. All Kurama's fangirls looked up at her. "I HAVE BEEN SENT BY KURAMA TO—er—GIVE YOU GUYS PRESENTS!" The fangirls cooed at the thoughtfulness of Kurama. Pulling out her favorite broomstick, Botan screamed, "NOW EVERYONE LINE UP!"

And so Kurama lived happily ever after (with no fangirls).

Yusuke lived happily ever after (because nothing in this story really affected him).

Hiei lived happily ever after (he did, after all, get to watch daily fangirl beatings).

And lastly, Botan lived happily ever after, because she got to hit people with her broom.

The End

Heh-heh! That one was fun to write!

On to the next tale!