Standard disclaimers apply. Yu Yu Hakusho characters are the rightful 
property of Yoshihiro Togashi and whoever spawned them. No money made, 
no money used. Just plain fun and energy to type. 

Shonen ai and yaoi is indicated only slightly here. 

Ano… Chicken Pox disease is spreading widely in my school. 60% of the 
students are getting it. New ones every day. I am just waiting for my 
turn. So, as I’m still healthy and spots free… I’ll just write something 
about this okay?

Wait, I wanted to make this a parody fic, let’s see what it turns out to 
be, ok minna-san?

Hiei : Bet you 10 bucks, it’ll be dumb.

A fanfic by ~> Bulma Briefs

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					Chicken Pox


	Kurama blinked. He felt miserable. What was wrong with him today? 
He felt very cold and was sweating all over. His body started to get 
itchy everywhere. 

	He went over to the sensei and interrupted him. The whole class 
seemed to be showering with whispers. "Sumimasen sensei," he uttered. 
The sensei looked at his favourite student oddly. "Dooshite no, 
Minamino-kun?" he asked, lowering his thick glasses, eyeing Kurama 
closely. 

	"Can I be excused? I feel very bad," he uttered. The sensei looked 
at him. Minamino’s lips were shivering and turning blue! "Ano, I think 
you should go to the school clinic and see what’s wrong," suggested the 
sensei. Kurama nodded. But as soon as he took the next step, he fell.

	Everyone rushed over to ‘help’ Minamino Shuuichi. The girls 
especially were more than willing to carry him. Two on the left leg, two 
on the right leg, two on the right hand and two on the left. one was 
supporting his head, three were busy supporting his body. Well, he was 
sure lighter than he looks.

	Kurama opened his eyes. A ‘lot’ of girls stood up and asked if he 
was okay. Kurama smiled. "Hai, daijobu da yo. Doumo minna-san," he 
thanked them. Most of the girls nearly fainted as their idol thanked 
them. Kurama sighed internally. :… Girls …: he thought miserably.

	"Minamino-kun, I phoned your mother. She should be here in a 
moment," said the nurse, bringing him a glass of water. Everyone helped 
Kurama to sit up. 

	After drinking the glass of water, a girl took the empty glass 
away. The nurse came back with a thermometer in her hand and stuffed it 
in Kurama’s mouth. 

	After a few moments, she took it out and wriggled it before eyeing 
the results. She frowned at the thermometer. "You’re hot. Very hot," she 
said shaking her head and went away. 

	The other girls agreed. "Hai Minamino-san. You’re very ‘hot’," 
said one of the girl. Another girl slapped her head and sighed. "Behave 
yourself in front of Minamino-san," she told her dryly. 
 	
	An older nurse came in with the earlier one. She had a stern face 
and headed straight for Kurama. He held his breath, wondering what is 
this woman going to do with him.

	She reached for his uniform and began unbuttoning the buttons. 
Kurama reached up to stop her. Cold sweats were on his forehead. The 
girls were waiting for the nurse to unbutton his uniform all the way but 
the nurse nodded at Kurama. "Girls, aren’t you ashamed of yourself? A 
guy wants to open his clothes and you all are sitting here, eyeing him," 
she told them. The girls blushed at themselves and went out. 

	The older nurse opened his clothes and Kurama was only dressed in 
his pants. She turned him around and checked his body all over. She 
smiled at him. "Boy, you’re going to have Chicken Pox," she announced. 
Kurama looked at her eyes widened. "Chicken Pox?" he asked, the nurse 
nodded and starting to button up his clothes back.

	Kurama fainted. The other nurses giggled and went out. After 
finish buttoning up his clothes, the old nurse went out resuming her 
other works. 

	All the girls were practically crying. "Uwaa… Minamino-san is 
going to have a loooong holiday! We can’t see him," a girl cried. 

	Shiori rushed to Meiow High School and went to the school clinic. 
"Sumimasen, watashi no musuko wa doko desu ka?" she asked at the nurse who was on the counter. The nurse smiled and stood up. "Minamino-kun, 
desu ne?" she asked for assurance. Shiori nodded.

	She brought Shiori to her son. Kurama was getting worse by the 
hour. The red spots on his skin was getting more visible. Shiori went 
nearer to her son and held his hand. 

	Kurama woke up to see his mother smiling over him. "Kaasan," he 
uttered softly. "Shhh… kaasan wa koko ni imasu yo," she said, running a 
hand between those soft silky strands. "I’m very sick. Please take me 
home and don’t allow anyone to see me…," he requested. Shiori nodded, a 
tear rolled off her cheek. It hurts her so much to see her son in 
misery.

	The nurse helped them out and sighed. :… Minamino’s mother was 
sure as sweet as her son …: She thought to herself. 

	"Matte Kudasai," suddenly Kurama stopped when they were near the 
clinic door. "Dooshite, Shuu-chan?" asked Shiori. "My bag, kaasan. I 
need to go and get it," he said, turning to go to his class. The nurse 
stopped him. "Wait here. I’ll intercom the class and asked someone to 
bring it for you," she said and went inside to the counter. 

	The intercom rang in Kurama’s class. The class monitor who sits 
next to it picked it up. "Moshi-moshi," then he frowned, nodded and 
smiled. "Yoshi," then he hung up. 

	"Anyone wants to bring down Minamino-kun’s bag?" asked the 
monitor. Within one second, all the girls in the class went over to 
Kurama’s place and took his books and bag. 

	Shiori blinked as she saw a swarm of girls coming their way. They came and hand Kurama his bag. "Minamino-kun, your bag!" they chirped. 
Shiori was still blinking at them. "Doumo, minna-san. Doumo," said 
Kurama taking his bag and books. 

	"Ki o tsukette, Minamino-kun," they chirped on last time before 
Kurama turned to go home. They were still looking at him from the clinic 
door, waving frantically once Kurama looked behind.

	"Who are they?" asked Shiori when they were in safe range. "Em? My 
classmates," answered Kurama. Shiori frowned, then smiled. "Ah, it looks 
like my boy is famous in school," she said, heartily. Kurama flashed her 
a smile. "You’ll have no problems finding a wife then," she added. 
"Kaasan," retorted Kurama weakly. Shiori chuckled and nodded. "Yoshi, 
yoshi," she said and went all the way home in Shiori’s car.

	As soon as Kurama reached home, he was tucked into bed by Shiori. 
Then she remembered. "Kyaa! You’re not suppose to be wearing anything! 
It’ll just make the spots worse!" remembered Shiori and start tugging 
off her son’s shirt. "Kaasan, I could do it myself," said Kurama, 
slightly blushing. 

        Shiori smiled. "Okay, I’ll leave you alone for now. But I’ll bring 
lunch in an hour," she said and left the room. Once she was gone, Kurama 
went to his window and shut it tight. He slid the curtain so no one 
could see him or come in from outside.

        Yuusuke had phoned Kurama and found out that he had Chicken Pox 
from his mother. He just couldn’t stop laughing. That night, when 
Kuwabara and Hiei came for their normal meeting, Yuusuke told them the 
Kurama couldn’t come.

        "Kurama can’t come? Why?" asked Kuwabara. Hiei was just quiet. 
"Well, he’s having Chicken Pox now," said Yuusuke and started cracking 
up. Kuwabara blinked. "Nani?!" then he joined Yuusuke laughed. Hiei 
knotted his brows together. :… What in the hell are these jerks laughing 
so hard about? …: he wondered. 

        Hiei made a fake cough. Both Yuusuke and Kuwabara looked at him. 
When he finally got their attention, he opened his mouth. "What’s a 
Chicken Pox?" he asked. Yuusuke and Kuwabara looked at each other, then 
they looked at Hiei, before Hiei could open his mouth, they went back 
cracking their heads off.

        "Hey! I asked you what’s a Chicken Pox?!" he demanded. Yuusuke and
Kuwabara slowed down. "It’s when you get red spots all over your body 
and it’s very itchy. Then you’ll get funny looking and…," Yuusuke can’t 
finish his sentence. He went back cracking up. 

        "And…?" Hiei demanded, still. "And he can’t see anyone for three
weeks!" continued Kuwabara. Hiei frowned. "Why?" Kuwabara smiled at 
Hiei. "Because he’ll be too ugly to look at," he reasoned. Yuusuke 
elbowed Kuwabara’s gut. "No Hiei, it’s because you’ll get infected too," 
covered Yuusuke, even though the first fact was true.

        Hiei disappeared in the thin air. Yuusuke and Kuwabara shrugged 
and continued laughing at the poor Kurama. 

        Hiei went over Kurama’s house and went up the tree. Kurama’s 
window was locked and the curtain was shut. He knocked on it. "Kurama?" 
he called. Kurama widened his eyes. His spots had worsened since this 
morning. And Hiei would be the last person he wanted to be seen by, now.
He just kept quiet and act as if he didn’t heard it. 

        Hiei kept pounding on the window. He could feel Kurama’s youki 
inside. Not sleeping, but he seemed not too good. His youki was mixed 
with something else. 

        So, Hiei went to the front door. He knocked. "Iku yo!" shouted 
Shiori from inside. A few moments later, she opened the door. Hiei 
looked up at the ningen women, smiling sweetly as always. "Ah, Hiei-kun… 
ohairi, ohairi…," she pulled the boy gently in. Hiei blinked and let out 
a small sigh. 

        Mr. Hatanaka looked up from the paper. He smiled at Hiei. 
"Shuuichi no tomodachi ka?" he asked. Hiei nodded once and was pushed 
gently to sit on the couch in front of Mr. Hatanaka as Shiori went to 
the kitchen to make tea. :… Hey, I’m here to see Kurama! …: he shouted 
internally.

        "You do know that Shuuichi has Chicken Pox, don’t you?" asked Mr. Hatanaka. Hiei nodded. "Have you had one?" asked Mr. Hatanaka. :… had 
one? I don’t even knew what the hell it is …: Hiei snapped mentally. But 
he just shook his head. 

        Mr. Hatanaka put down his paper. "Then it would be dangerous to go 
and see him now. You’ll probably get infected," he told Hiei. :… So the 
infected part was true …: thought Hiei. "Daijobu," said Hiei, he was 
being unbelievably polite tonight. 

        Shiori put down the tea and smiled at Hiei. "I’ll see if he wants 
to see you, ok?" she said, disappearing to Kurama’s room. :… He will see 
me. I don’t care …: snorted Hiei inwardly. 

        "Boy, how old are you?" asked Mr. Hatanaka. :… What? Now I’m being 
questioned for being here? …: "16," lied Hiei. Mr. Hatanaka nodded. 
Shuuichi was also the same age as this boy, but much, much more taller. 

        "Shuu-chan, Hiei is here to see you," said Shiori. :… What? He 
even entered using the front door? …: sighed Kurama. "I don’t want to 
see him, kaasan. I don’t want to see anyone! I look disgusting!" said 
Kurama from inside. 
 
        Kaasan had given him a bottle of Calamine lotion and he was 
dabbing it all over himself using a cotton-ball. It was too itchy to 
resist. At least the Calamine lotion cooled it off a bit. He was all 
pink and white now. 

        Shiori came back with a sullen face. "Gomen ne, Hiei-san. He just 
doesn’t want to see anyone," she told Hiei. Hiei knotted his brows. What 
else he could do to make the kitsune see him. Or was it he wanted to see 
the kitsune?

        "Em… can you tell him that I’m going back to see Mukuro? Today is 
my last day," he told Shiori. She nodded and went back.

        "Shuu-chan. Hiei-san is leaving. He said he was going back to see 
Mukuro tomorrow," said Shiori. Kurama stood up upon hearing that. He 
quickly opened the door. Peeping out his head from behind the door. 
Shiori put a hand on her son’s hair. "Shuu-chan… kawaii-so," she sighed. 
Kurama smiled wearily. 

        "Hiei-san," she called. Hiei instantly jumped up to his feet and 
went over to Kurama’s room. Upon seeing Hiei, Kurama hid behind the 
door. Shiori left them to be alone.

        "Go away Hiei," he told the koorime behind the ajar door. "No," 
insisted the stubborn koorime. "You don’t want to see me now. I look 
horrible," he said, keep dabbing Calamine lotion on himself. From top to 
bottom.

        "I am not going," Hiei told the kitsune and gave the door a slight 
push. Kurama toppled over and nearly dropped his bottle of calamine 
lotion. "Damn, Hiei," he uttered, crouching behind the door with his 
back to the world. Hiei went in and locked the door.

        He looked at Kurama, he had his hair tied up into a high ponytail. 
His body was stained with whitish stuff. And he was naked. Hiei frowned. 
"Why are you hiding like that?" he asked. "I look horrible Hiei, go 
away!" said Kurama. Hiei was pure youkai and a youkais won’t get 
infected with these puny ningen diseases. 

        He went over to the crouched youko and sat behind him. He wrapped 
his arms around Kurama and leaned on his back. "I really wished that I 
wasn’t having this, you know?" he said, sound muffled by his own sobs.

        Hiei felt bad. Kurama looked like he was suffering and he couldn’t 
do anything to soothe his kitsune. He ran his hands lightly over 
Kurama’s back, trying in his own way to soothe that youko. But Kurama 
felt even worse. "Stop Hiei. You’re making it itchier," said Kurama. 

        "Scratch then," suggested Hiei. "That’ll leave a permanent scar on 
me," Kurama told Hiei. Hiei was silent. He just leaned on Kurama’s back. 
The heat between them was making his body itch. "Hiei, get off me. The 
heat is making me feel very itchy," Kurama told the koorime off. 

        Hiei raised his head and moved around to the front, facing the 
kitsune. Kurama’s face was hidden behind his red hair. "Ano, you have 
spots on your face too," he commented. "I am aware of that, Hiei," said 
Kurama, irritatingly. "Why do you have to geddit? Why don’t that stupid 
big oaf geddit?" asked Hiei. "I don’t know Hiei. I don’t know!" Kurama 
started to throw a fit. 

        Suddenly he felt itchy and quickly dabbed the Calamine lotion on 
himself. Hiei watched this and frowned. :… I could do that …: he told 
himself.  He took the bottle away from Kurama and copied what Kurama 
did. He dabbed the moistened cotton-ball on Kurama. 

        "It’s easier if you go and lie on your bed," suggested Hiei and 
pulled Kurama’s hair. Kurama went over to his bed and slumped heavily on 
the futon. 

        Hiei dabbed the lotion on his back gently. From top to bottom. 
"Turn over," then he ordered. Kurama turned and pulled the blanket up to 
his waist. Hiei looked up at Kurama annoyingly. But he kept dabbing the 
lotion on him with new cotton-balls. When it came to his waist, Hiei 
just flicked the blanket away. "Kitsune no baka," he snorted. 
 
        "You said you were going to see Mukuro tomorrow, when are you 
going to come back?" asked Kurama, biting his lower lip as Hiei applied 
the lotion between his thighs. "I am not going anywhere. I figured that 
if I didn’t say that, you wouldn’t let me in," confessed Hiei. "I hate 
you," uttered Kurama. "Yes, of course you do," said Hiei sarcastically.  

        Three weeks passed by… 

        Hiei took care of Kurama everyday. Shiori was relieved that 
someone was around to help her take care of her beloved Shuuichi. And 
she was happy that her Shuuichi doesn’t have to be lonely. 

        Kurama got dressed in a pair of pants and looked at Hiei. "I still 
have spots," he told his koorime as he hugged Hiei. Hiei leaned on 
Kurama’s chest and thought for a while. "Why don’t you change into youko form. Then concentrate your youki to heal the spots," he suggested. Kurama smiled. "You are so brilliant, botchan," Kurama kissed his koorime and stood up.

        He changed into youko form. He blinked at himself. "Yuck, I look 
like a frog," he said. Hiei just looked at the tall youko. He seldom 
talked when Kurama was in this state. He just didn’t felt too good about 
it.

        Youko Kurama closed his eyes and concentrated his youki. He curled 
up his fist and a creepy aura filled the room. Youko Kurama got 
shiningly bright and then it was all gone. The mist cleared off and a 
red haired Shuuichi Minamino came back, sitting beside a yawning 
koorime. 

        Kurama looked at himself. All the spots really disappeared. "Doumo 
Hiei," he thanked his lover and kissed Hiei lightly. Hiei snorted. 

        Suddenly Kurama pushed Hiei on the futon. "I’ve been waiting for 
three weeks for this," he said mischievously. Hiei's big almond eyes 
just blinked and licked Kurama’s nose. "Your kaasan is coming," he told 
Kurama. Kurama quickly jumped off Hiei and a moment later, a knock was 
heard. 

        "Shuu-chan, your friends are here," she called. "Coming kaasan," 
said Kurama pulling Hiei along. 

        Yuusuke, Kuwabara, Yukina, Koenma, Botan, Keiko, Kirishima and a 
few more other people came. "Yo Kurama! You’re all okay!" shouted 
Kuwabara, patting at Kurama’s shoulder. Kurama nodded.

        "Hiei-san took care of Shuuichi the whole of three weeks," said 
Shiori proud that her son has a good friend like Hiei. "Waah Hiei, you 
took care of Kurama?" asked Yuusuke. Hiei snorted. "Hn," he uttered 
under his breath. Anyway, everyone could see that Hiei was blushing. 

        Shiori had cooked something for everyone to eat. And Kurama took a 
plate of mochi to Hiei. "This is for the one who took care of me," he 
winked at Hiei. :… You are such a damn flirt …: snorted Hiei and took 
the plate. 

Owari… ^_^

Planned to make this a parody fic. But it ended dreadfully ‘ketten’. whatever. I spent one and a half hour writing this and if you hate it, 
tell me. 

Hiei : haha… you lost. 

Bulma : yeah… here’s your money.

Hiei : I don’t want money. I have no use for it.

Kurama : But I have… *and took it from Hiei*

Bulma : Kurama! Hey Hiei, that’s your money! 

Hiei : What’s mine is his, and what’s his is mine *and walked away*

Bulma bit her nails : Oh how I hate them… *duh!* 

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