Happy Easter. Forgive for this way overdue update. I won't bore you with reasons and excuses, (because we all know how mediocre and corny they sound XD) so let your imagination run wild.

Chapter Four: Fun at the Park

How Inui managed to pack a futon into the calamity known as his room is an unsolved mystery. How he managed to pack two and a half may just be the question to rival the chicken and the egg.

"No, feed Kirihara this one next."

"Really, Sadaharu, I do believe mine would make more sense."

"Renji, have you forgotten who created the first specimen of this chain of experiments?"

"Sadaharu, have you forgotten who created the concoction for these chain of experiments?"

Meanwhile, Kirihara, after being forced down a bottle of greenish goo, was feeling quite nauseas. His tiny tummy just wasn't meant for the harsh substances that the two other boys were so deliriously fond of feeding him, and was just moaning for some real food. Luckily, the child was intelligent enough to have figured out where the door was and escape the infamous Inui Laboratory. However, it was just then that there came a knock-knock at the door…

"My parents are home. Get Kirihara and run," Inui said. Of course, they had already predicted this coming, but it's really easy to loose yourselves in a hobby you so dearly love, and time waits for no one.

"Tell me if anything turns up," Yanagi said with a nod.

"I-"

"WAAAAH!"

"Of course, we can't overlook that point one percent that it wasn't my parents."

"Indeed, Sadaharu, indeed."

The first thought that came into Fuji's head was confusion. The second was shock, and the third, undoubtedly was a blank oblivion. A miniature Kirihara wasn't exactly in his agenda that day. Actually, it wasn't really part of his agenda any day, but that fact aside now…

"You evil!" hissed the child as he tried to loosen himself from his enemy's death grip. Fuji, however, did not relent.

"Saa… So you've been intoxicated too, huh?" he mused as he gently plopped the child down on a chair. Kirihara immediately jumped off like as if the seat were on fire. Fuji frowned disdainfully. So troublesome…

"Evil!" Kirihara hissed again as he stumbled across the room, occasionally shooting uncertain and tentative looks at the brunette to make sure he wasn't tailing him. Unfortunately for him, Fuji was coyly making his way around the room (minus the stumbles like Kirihara) and was gaining on him fast. Frantic, the child dove into the first door that was open, A.K.A., Inui's Laboratory.

"Ah, there you are," Yanagi said happily as he scooped up the child. "Here, drink this. It should help."

Kirihara vigorously shook his head as he wiggled his way out and landed with a light thump on the ground. Hastily, he proceeded to scramble out the exit… but of course, we all know who was waiting there.

"Ah, Fuji," Inui greeted with a nod.

"Yanagi?" Fuji questioned, eyeing the boy queerly, completely ignoring his teammate.

"Akaya!" Yanagi scolded, oblivious to Fuji.

"NO!" Kirihara wailed. You can just imagine what a torturous peril the poor child was going through.

And so it was decided by the very 'responsible and sensible' mad scientists/babysitters that Kirihara shall spend the day frolicking and laughing in the sun, rolling on the green grass, and eating a very delicious picnic lunch made by Inui yours truly under the strict but caring supervision of Fuji Syusuke. Doesn't that sound like such a delightful way to waste away a perfect day? Well, at least it was in Fuji's eyes.

"No!" Kirihara cried. "No! No! No! No!"

"Temperamental, aren't we?" Fuji cringed as he plopped the child onto the nearest bench. "Now, what do we have to say for yourself, Akaya-kun?"

Kirihara replied with a high-pitched screech, causing many heads to turn. Fuji could really care less. He wasn't interested in making as many heads turn, but more so having as much 'fun' as he possibly could with the child before his day of tor- I mean fun was over.

Fuji smiled deviously as he extended his lithe fingers to softly pinch the child's nose. Kirihara crew harder as he clawed at him, but Fuji did not relent, and pretty soon Kirihara had to stop to take a couple of deep breaths.

"Now there's a good Aka-chan," Fuji laughed. "Now, let's have lunch, shall we?"

Lunch, as it appeared, was a quick thing whipped up by Inui with help from Yanagi… yeah, you know how that fact appeared to Kirihara.

"No!" the child screamed feverishly as he tried to dodge a green rice ball that certainly didn't look like it was actually made from rice at all. "No! No! No! No! No! No! NOOO!"

"Shall I pinch your nose again?" Fuji threatened. Kirihara immediately quieted down to unrelenting sniffles. "Good, now eat your rice ball."

The so-called 'rice ball' felt like a lump of green goo in Kirihara's hand. The child blinked continuously at it before turning to Fuji and shuddered when he saw that the brunette was devouring them by the dozens.

"Inui's such a wonderful cook," Fuji remarked. "I should get him to give me the recipe so I can make these for Yuuta." He swallowed before cocking his head to Kirihara. "Hurry up now. I still want to play tennis."

And with a quick movement, the… the thing was violently shoved into Kirihara's tiny mouth without much concern from Fuji… which led to Kirihara throwing up… which caused people to squirm away… which wasn't really a good thing.

"Hey, Yuuta, isn't that your brother?"

"Don't remind me."

Mizuki turned suddenly to Yuuta with a smirk and a confident scoff, which thoroughly scared the spectator as he felt an unpleasant tingle flow down his spine. One smirking Mizuki to go always managed to turn the day around, and Yuuta suspected that this wasn't the good kind of 'turn the day around'.

"Yuuta, why didn't you tell me that Fuji Syusuke had a child?"

"We are not having this conversation again…"

Meanwhile, the Inui Laboratory had just moved house. The two (mad) scientists decided that the cluttered calamity of Inui's bedroom was not as suitable for their biggest and newest chemical as Yanagi's kitchen, so after some thinking and brain busting, they finally collected all their necessities and hitched the nearest bus there was. Needless to say that the passengers on board showered them with attention, most of it directed towards the rather flamboyant equipment they had boarded with. The bus driver was a little reluctant to let them on, but only after Inui handed him a love potion that was 'guaranteed' to work regardless of circumstances did he finally agree.

"Ah, Sadaharu, add this in too. It looks like it just started decaying."

"Wonderful, Renji. While you're add it, can you make more powder?"

"From that skull of a rat?"

"No, the bird that got ran over."

"Oh, this would be a marvelous addition as well, Sadaharu!"

"Renji! Where did you get that? Two headed frogs are pretty hard to come by!"

"Not as hard as this, Sadaharu."

"Renji, is that what I think it is?"

"Yes, Sadaharu, it's a strand of Atobe's hair."

"Should we add that in too?"

"No, the DNA might not be accepted by our vessel."

"But say it did?"

"No… I really don't want Akaya to start wearing pink."

"Indeed, Renji, indeed."

"What's that you have there, Sadaharu?"

"Oh, this, Renji?"

"My! Can it be?"

"Yes, Renji, it's the last remaining sample of the Magical Chemical 3.8!"

And while our lovable and hysterical (mad) scientist go rambling on in out-of-character ways, I'm sure some of you would be happy to know that Fuji had just dragged Kirihara to the ducky pond.