On one particularly sweltering day, Kuwabara didn't feel like going outside. Instead, he sprawled out on the couch and watched TV, but since it was the middle of the week, nothing good was playing of course.
"Kazuma, would you go to the store and pick up some stuff for dinner?" Shizuru asked.
"Why don't you go do it," Kuwabara replied, flipping to another station.
Shizuru marched in front of the TV and stood with her hands on her hips glaring down at him. "I'm busy. If you want to eat dinner, go to the store."
Kuwabara glared back. "Maybe I don't want dinner."
She grabbed the back of Kuwabara's shirt and yanked him off the couch and towards the door. Kuwabara stumbled after her, not knowing what else to do, since he probably couldn't break her grip without actually hurting her. She shoved him through the doorway and tossed a piece of paper at him.
"You can come back inside with you have everything on that list," Shizuru snapped and the door clicked shut in his face.
Grumbling under his breath, Kuwabara snatched up the paper. It looked like he was going to the store.
By the time he made it to the market sweat was rolling down his face and back, and the air inside the store felt blessedly cold. He walked slowly getting the food Shizuru wanted, not eager to go back out into the heat. But eventually he had everything and made his way over to the cashier. He got to the register at the same time as a woman pushing a cart, and it took him a moment to recognize her as Urameshi's mother.
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AN: Sibling relationships aren't always nice.
I know I've missed some update days, and I'm sorry about that. It seems Monday may no longer be a convenient day for me to update with school now. I haven't decided on the new update day yet, but I'll let you know when I post the next chapter.