Gomen Nasai, Gomen Nasai! Please forgive me for being so late. I can't exactly say I was busy, but towards anyone who reads Saving Flower Boy, please forgive me. By the way, me being a technically difficient being, I don't know how to make my profile. Could someone be kind and tell me how? Well, without further ado, here's Saving Flower Boy Chapter Four.

Kurama

After hearing the yells and screams coming from down the stairs, I took my good, sweet time going downstairs. But, nonetheless, Yusuke was bound and face down on the floor. Tsukiko had Yusuke's legs tied up with one of her socks, and his arms tied up with the other. Botan was cooking something on the large cast iron stove, and Kuwabara stood cracking an egg beside her.

"Who were the idiots who so rudely woke me up," grumbled Hiei, rubbing his eyes behind me.

"Um... yeah, funny story," blushed Tsukiko.

"Tsukiko and Kurama were sleeping together, and I decided that people should know."

"I was not sleeping with him, stupid. I just... lost my way on the way back from a... midnight snack, and ended up there. Wait... who the heck is Kurama?"

"It's Shuichi's nickname, but reeaal likely story," Sarcasm dripped from Yusuke. They continued arguing and I turned to Botan and Kuwabara.

"What are you making?"

"Bacon and eggs," smiled Botan brightly.

"Brilliant!" Interrupted Tsukiko, sitting on Yusuke's back.

We finished a not-so-quiet breakfast, after explaining the whole bed situation several times.

"I'm telling you, for the fifteenth time, it was dark, I was hungry, and after 3 hours of searching, I gave up, and mistook Shuichi's room for my own. Plus- if I turned on the light, I might have gone blind."

"Blind, yeah, right, still don't believe you,"

"Maybe I have... sensitive eyes... that... bleed if-"

"Tsukiko, after breakfast, we're going back to that room with Koenma, and then we're heading home." She squinted, groaned and... crawled under the small wooden table.

"You can't make me, you know..." Curled up in a little ball, she rocked back and forth.

"Want to bet, shrimp?" laughed Yusuke.

"Hey, I can kick you again, you know."

"Please, Tsukiko?" I begged, kneeling on the wooden floor.

"Fine- on one condition-"

Tsukiko

"Swing, swing, swingy, swing," echoed the room from before. I sat on the bed, while everyone else leaned on the wall. The door BANGED open, and in scuttled Mr. Holier-than-thou and a giant blue... thing.

"GEORGE!" barked the angry toddler, "Get the nurse, and report back IMMEDIATLY!"

"Something unusual shoved up your ass today, Koenma?"

"NO!" He growled at Yusuke. "Anyways insert a sigh worthy of a teenage drama queen we're going oer the same content as yesterday."

"Yes, but see, Tsukiko only came here on the condition that we wouldn't do that again," explained Shuichi. He walked slowly over to the window, glancing at a long blue window, and flipped around. "Is there anything else you need, or can we head back home? We promised Tsukiko's parents she'd be back before noon." My mouth dropped at his amazing lying skills. Not that that's a good trait or anything, but it far surpassed my skills of improvising.

"You know what? Fine. I have way too much paperwork to deal with anyways. Come back next weekend, and we'll give you the nurses's hypothesis. GEORGE!"

"Yes sir?" The blue thing sheepishly stuck his head in the doorway.

"Cancel the nurse, and get me my morning coffee. NOW!"

"Yes sir, right away, sir." He ducked back out and footsteps were heard running down the marble hallway.

"Friday, as soon as you get out of school. You can stay the night again, if you need, we'll have the rooms prepared." He turned and stomped off.

"He'll only need to prepare...2...3...4 rooms, am I right, Ko-chan, Kurama?"

"UGH!" I followed Koenma down the hall, and stormed into my bedroom.

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"I'm home!" the sound of the cooking channel, and my dad snoring came from the living room. I popped my head in and smiled, getting a slight nod from my mother, sitting on the large couch in the center of the room. The curtains were drawn, shielding the blue sky from the room, and giving a dark feeling.

"Um... I'm sorry for disturbing you, but I'm going to a friend's house on Friday next week, too, okay?"

"Hm... okay... just be back before noon again." she smiled and redirected her focus to the T.V.

"Yes, ma'am. I'll write it down on the calender, so you don't forget, okay?" Blank stare... okay. I walked over to the calender on the counter of our sunny kitchen. It was nearly immaculate- except for the area which should have been where the calender was... Great. Absolutely brilliant.

Yusuke

Click Click Click... our shoes hit the ground in unison as we walked down the street.

"I didn't know people could be so damn energetic." I turned to Kuwabara.

"I know, she was just all... ZOOM! And she kicked your ass." He smirked and mocked kicking me.

"He, I just let her win becuase she's a girl. And I can still beat you."

"Nuh-uh"

"Yuh-huh"

And so we leave the idiots to bicker endlessly about their strength's and weaknesses. Once again, sorry for being so late. I wanted to re do the series, but being the lazy pain-in-the-rear I am, I just... didn't. I actually have to thank Unolai for getting me starte (I'm sorry if I'm not allowed to say people's names without their permission, please forgive me) I should start this back up, but I might actually redo the first few chapters, since it's Spring Break.