Hazard: Here I am... updating... "Next week"... just like I said I would... no later... OK, fine! I'm a little delayed... but Hurricane Jeanne seriously screwed everything up. It's not that I don't like hurricanes, because I actually do have some fun while their here. But fun is fun until your house gets hit by a tree. I ran outside screaming in horror because I thought it squashed the air conditioner. Luckily it didn't. But anyway, I hope I didn't sound too whiny in my last authors note. I just seriously felt depressed about my story and then Kurama's speech just kind of formed in my head and well... (sigh) Anyway, thanks to all you who reviewed, telling my I don't suck like crap. Oh, and I'm not going to do a huge author note because I'm kinda over them at the moment and since Kurama and Jin have left on their vacation, I'm just like "ok, screw this." So, I'm just gunna say thank you:

TonyDiMerasbedroomslave, you seriously made me feel a whole lot better. You don't know how much your compliments mean to me! You're the best. (Oh, I really want to read your fics! I'm sure they're awesome)

Little Sakura, your review was very sweet. Thanks oodles. You totally rock my socks.

Neko-Jinx, lol. That made me laugh man. Thanks for it.

KuramaIsFine, aw, thanks, but I seriously don't think this story is better then yours. GO READ YUSUKE IN ORANGE EVERYONE!

And last but not least, Chibi Piracy, the one who is currently forcing me against my will to write this chapter. She is awesome. Thank you loads CP, KISSES!

I love all you peoples. Now on to the chapter...

Disclaimer: I don't wanna be a chicken, I don't wanna be a duck so kiss my... foot! (Clap, clap, clap, clap)

Chapter Four

"Hiei, stop stuffing Kuwabara in the trashcan!"

"Hn." Hiei spat, loosening his grip on the aforementioned carrot-top, who was at present face down in a park trashcan which resided beside Hiei's tree, and took off down the still and silent road.

"What the heck was that for?" Kuwabara sputtered, pushing himself out of the garbage and glaring after Hiei's retreating back, "I mean, it's not even like I woke him up or anything... he was already awake!"

Everyone gave a collect shrug, as the group started down the street after Hiei.

"So anyway," Botan began casually after a few moments silence, "I heard Jennifer, Michelle, and Dominic died..."

"Yeah..." Yusuke said, looking sideways at Botan.

"So... how do you feel about it?"

Yusuke raised his eyebrow at Botan's somewhat bizarre and out-of-no-where question. Weren't they supposed to be on an important and world-changing mission at the moment?

"I dunno... I just hope someone'll take her crap out of my locker soon, because I don't have any room for my porn magazines—OW!" Yusuke rubbed his head where Botan had roughly smacked him.

"Yusuke, this is no time to joke!" She huffed before walking ahead, fuming slightly.

"What's her problem?" Yusuke asked, elevating his eyebrows at Kurama.

Kurama shook his head.

"Dunno..." He sighed.

"You know guys; this has been bugging me since yesterday," Kuwabara said, as he walked next to Yusuke and Kurama who trudged after Botan and Hiei, "... Is it really possible to drown in the lazy river?"

Yusuke glanced at Kuwabara. Yeah... yeah, was it possible? He didn't know... but Kurama probably would. He, after all, was the smart one. Yusuke shifted his eyes to the young red-headed mastermind.

"Uh..." Kurama stuttered, glancing shiftily at the two boys who were now staring intently at him. Why the hell did they expect him to know? It wasn't like he was the smart one or anything... oh wait... well, never mind. He could just wing it. It wasn't like they would ever find out of he was wrong or not.

"Why yes... yes it is." He said matter-of-factly.

"Yeah... that's what I though," Both Yusuke and Kuwabara said quickly.

"I can actually kind of see the whole thing playing out..." Kuwabara said, staring off into space.

The three of them pictured Dom, Michelle, and Jen all sprinting out of the beat up, ugly, pile of crap that Michelle claimed was a car, and laughing as they jumped the ticket counter.

No... No... Just Dom would've jumped. Jen would've used her amazing charm and dazzling good-looks to trick the ticket-guy into giving her one free. And Michelle... well, Michelle would've just paid the man.

Then they probably would have skipped along merrily, gossiping about how hot Yusuke was (which was perfectly true of course), unaware of the horrible fate that was to befall them.

"Then... they arrived at the Lazy River..." Yusuke whispered in a 'Twilight Zone' talk-show host kind of way, "Jumping into the River, they soon discovered that the water was far too powerful for their frail bodies to handle."

"Oh Dom," Jennifer probably would have wailed, "I wish Yusuke was here... he's so strong, well-toned, and tan... he could have saved me!"

"And I wish that Kurama was here because... he's so smart... he could have told me what the molecular structure of potassium is! I would just like to know it before I die!" Michelle would have answered, tears beginning to stream down her face at the thought.

And Dom... Well, Dom would've leaped on top of Jennifer, screaming, "If we have'ta die, I'm not gunna be the first one to!"

That most likely went on for several minutes before the inevitable happened, and they took their resting places at the bottom of the river with the nonexistent fish.

"Uh..." Kurama faltered, "How... sweet."

The three boys then walked along in silence following Hiei who had dropped back a bit, not wanting to walk with Botan who was now in the front. A few more quiet minutes past between them all, before they came upon a large white apartment building and Botan stopped in front of it.

"Well... here we are." She murmured.

End Chapter Four

Wow, that was kind of shorter and less informative then I hoped it'd be... (Sigh) Oh well. Anyway, I promise that next chapter I will actually get to the mission and then the story will really be set in motion. Oh, and they should get to the Dark Tournament before chapter ten... at the least... hopefully... (Sigh) Anyway, please review! Constructive criticism is welcomed! Punk Out Yo.