Post by Shira on Jun 7, 2006 10:07:49 GMT -5
Chop this up into little peices. I don't care.
Pg-13 for swearing.
It's a Yu Yu Hakusho fan fic.))))))))))))))
So this is where he's been hiding, Kurama thought to himself as he looked up at the abandoned building. Half the roof was caved in; windows were broken and the ones that that weren't were black with soot and dust. The front door and windows were recently boarded up. The house would look magnicifent if the fact that it was old and left alone as such.
He stood there, on the street, until he could hear his snoring up on the second floor. Kurama walked around the back, and saw an easier way to get in other than jumping onto the hazardious-looking roof. He didn't want to wake him up just yet. He wanted to see how he had been living for the last few months.
Kurama climbed in through the window and looked around. The inside looked worse, if that was possible. Mold was growing freely in the walls, he could tell, and piles of beer cans showed that teens had also called this place home. Dust was everywhere, but a path of shuffling footsteps, recent, showed him where to go.
He made his way down the hallway and up the stairs, careful not to make any noises. Several of the stairs had collapsed from old age and bugs.
More footsteps, and an increasingly amount of beer cans led his way to where he was sleeping.
He was snoring, wrapped up in a blanket on the floor. Empty cartons of cigarettes, beer bottles, dust, and abandoned clothes covered the floor. It was pitch black in the room; these windows were still boarded up from the inside. Kurama walked over the window and tore off several of the boards. "Get up, Urameshi."
Yusuke groaned as the bright light hit him, and rolled over onto his stomach. Kurama went over to him and rudely pulled the blanket away from him. "I said get up."
"Go away, Red." Yusuke sat up, but his head was cowed because of a threatening headache.
"No. " Kurama brushed away some of the cans before he kneeled in front of Yusuke. "You can't live like this forever."
"I plan to. Now go away."
Kurama reached his hand out and placed it on Yusuke's cheek, turning the other until he faced him. "You aren't the only one affected by her death, Yusuke. It's been over a year --"
"Keiko... She was the only person that loved me for who I am...or who I was."
"So why don't you stop destroying yourself, go back tin to the teenage that you were, and find yourself someone new --"
Yusuke cut him off before he could say anything else. "She was the only one for me! Kuwabara has Yukina, you have Hiei....I have no one. I don't have a reason to be here!" He stood up and stormed off to look out the newly opened window, ignoring the headache that was forming.
Kurama’s voice was soft and low. "Then why haven't you committed suicide yet?"
A long pause came from the raven haired teen before: "It's the coward’s way out."
"And this isn't?"
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It was the beginning of first grade. The students were paired off into groups of four. "Urameshi, you sit here, Kazuma, here, Yukimura here, and Kaoia here."
As soon as the teacher attention was focused on another student, Yusuke snarled, "Girl's are buttheads," pissed he had been paired with two girls.
Even back them Kuwabara had his own honor code. "You're a butthead for calling girls buttheads," he said.
Yusuke stood, fists up. "Girls aren’t buttheads." Kuwabara visibly relaxed. "Girls are butt holes." His fist only grazed Kazuma's head, as Kuwabara had moved in time.
By some miracle, the teacher hadn't seen or heard. It also helped that Kuwabara's head was so hard, even then, that he hadn't felt it. Keiko took her role as the mediator and nicely pushed Kuwabara back into his seat. "Stop it!" she said to both of them.
She turned around and stared into Yusuke's pitch-black eyes. "Sit down and stop fighting."
"I don't take orders from girls."
"And I don't listen to snot-nosed boys."
The teacher stepped in, and separated them to opposite corners of the room. For the rest of the year, and the years beyond that, there would be a fight between the two boys at least once a week.
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"Keiko, lemme copy," Yusuke said, looking over her shoulder.
She covered up her review packet. "No. Sit down and I'll help you."
Urameshi made a face and straddled the chair backwards. Keiko put the packet into her bookbag, and looked at his. There were sqibbles, sketches, and anything else other than what he was supposed to be doing. She looked at the first problem of the review packet. It was 2(104-17) * 3(4-2).
"Okay. What's the answer of the first parenthesis?"
"Eighty seven. Times two is...One seventy two."
"You can do that in your head?"
"Yeah."
"Maybe there is something there. What’s four times two times three?"
"Twenty seven." He used his finger and wrote invisible numbers on the table to get 4176.
"So why did you need to copy? You knew the answers," Keiko said as he worked on the next problem.
"'Cause it's easier to bug you."
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"Keiko, say yes."
"No."
"Say yes."
"Why?"
"Why not?"
"Urameshi, leave Keiko alone."
"No. Keiko, say yes."
"No."
"Say yes."
Finally Keiko snapped: "I'm not oign to say yes until you tell me why!"
"Be my girlfriend."
Both Kuwabara and Keiko were shocked, but not as much as
Yusuke when she smiled and answered with, "Yes."
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"Urameshi, stay after class."
The bell rang. The students left hte room, laughing, thankful that it was the end of the day. Sukamuri-sempi, as the teacher was called, waited until every one had left the room, even thoguht Yusuke, because he had a desk in the front of the room, could see Keiko waiting outside for him.
"Explain this," she said, putting the test on his desk. It had an 80% on it, the highest grade he had ever gotten in that class.
"I studied." Yusuke said, putting his arms over his chest.
"With who?"
"Keiko."
Sukamuri-sempi followed his gaze out the door, then went out and aksed Keiko, who confirmed it. He had gone over to her house almost every other day for an hour or so to study, knowing that he had to pass this class for the seventh grade or be held back.
She came back in. "I still want you to retake the test."
"Listen, lady. I took the stupid test once, and I got a good grade on it. You even said you created the test the previous peroid, and the fact that you watched me as I took the fucking test, and you know that I DIDN'T CHEAT!" He stood up, knocking over the desk.
Yusuke stormed out, ignoring both Sukamuri-sempi, and then Keiko, yelling at him to stop.
He stopped ignoring Keiko as a book cracked him in the back of his head.
"Yusuke, stop." He did. "What happened in there?"
"That.....that bitch said I cheated."
"But you didn't this time."
"No."
Keiko reached out and cracked him in the back of the head. "Teaches you something, dosen't it?"
"Yeah. She's a bitch." Yusuke ducked another smack.
"Urameshi!"
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"Ouch! Keiko, lay off that stuff!"
"Stop getting into fights and I wouldn't have to use iodine!" Keiko smacked him in the back of his head as he tried to get out of her grip. It stopped him from moving, but that was only because she had hit him in a newly formed bruise on the back of his head.
After the stars cleared he swore again as she wrapped up his knuckles so they wouldn't split open again.
"Stop squirming, Yusuke!"
"Then let me heal on my own!"
"Too late. You already got blood all over my house, and now you have to suffer!" She put iodine on a rag and put it up to his eye, which was also cut and bleeding.
"Shit!" he yelled.
"Yusuke! Watch your mouth!"
"Don't gotta! Let me go, you pain in the ass!"
Yet again she cracked him in the head. This time he blacked out, but that was only because she punched the same place as before. He lept into the black gratefully, thankful he didn't have to suffer at the hands of his girlfriend anymore.
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They were sitting under a tree, side by side. Her hand was linked through his. It was one of the rare days that Genkai had let him out of training early -- he would have to thank Kurama and Hiei for wanting to train with her sometime later....when he felt like getting up agian...
He was trying not to doze off; Genkai had pushed a whole days worth of training into four hours.
"Close your eyes, Yusuke," Keiko said.
He did. He felt her move closer to him, he could smell her shampoo -- flowers, always flowers -- then her lips on his.
It was too short, but ever so sweet. Keiko pulled back away from him, and watched as he opened his eyes, slightly dazed. His hand came up and laid itself on her neck, pulling her back to him.
Oh, how freely given kisses could be so....simple, and yet complex....
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A door slammed open.
"KOENMA!"
The toddler put his papers off to the side, and took a deep breath. This wasn't a conversation he had been looking forward to, at all.
"BRING HER BACK!" Yusuke yelled, coming into view, red-eyed, hair mussed, frayed at the edges. He looked like he had came the moment he had heard the news.
"I can't do that, Urameshi, and you know that."
"You can do that. I came back. Bring her the fuck back!" The anger and desperation rolled off of him in waves.
"You were a special case. She had been planned --"
"You fucking knew? You knew and you didn't tell me?"
"If I had told her, you would have told her, no?"
A long pause before Yusuke took a black box out of his pocket and chucked it at Koenma, missing him by mere centimeters, just like he had intended it to. Yusuke turned around and stormed out.
Koenma opened the box, and found a diamond ring. Engraved in it was, "Urameshi Yusuke and Yukimura Keiko forever," just in her size.
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Kurama stood up and walked behind Yusuke. He could see the path a lone tear had taken down the raven-hair's cheek.
"You were given a second chance at life. Don't screw it up again," Kurama said, pressing a ring into Yusuke's hand.
The kitsune turned around, going back the way he came.
Yusuke fingered the engravings on the ring, looking out the window.
Pg-13 for swearing.
It's a Yu Yu Hakusho fan fic.))))))))))))))
So this is where he's been hiding, Kurama thought to himself as he looked up at the abandoned building. Half the roof was caved in; windows were broken and the ones that that weren't were black with soot and dust. The front door and windows were recently boarded up. The house would look magnicifent if the fact that it was old and left alone as such.
He stood there, on the street, until he could hear his snoring up on the second floor. Kurama walked around the back, and saw an easier way to get in other than jumping onto the hazardious-looking roof. He didn't want to wake him up just yet. He wanted to see how he had been living for the last few months.
Kurama climbed in through the window and looked around. The inside looked worse, if that was possible. Mold was growing freely in the walls, he could tell, and piles of beer cans showed that teens had also called this place home. Dust was everywhere, but a path of shuffling footsteps, recent, showed him where to go.
He made his way down the hallway and up the stairs, careful not to make any noises. Several of the stairs had collapsed from old age and bugs.
More footsteps, and an increasingly amount of beer cans led his way to where he was sleeping.
He was snoring, wrapped up in a blanket on the floor. Empty cartons of cigarettes, beer bottles, dust, and abandoned clothes covered the floor. It was pitch black in the room; these windows were still boarded up from the inside. Kurama walked over the window and tore off several of the boards. "Get up, Urameshi."
Yusuke groaned as the bright light hit him, and rolled over onto his stomach. Kurama went over to him and rudely pulled the blanket away from him. "I said get up."
"Go away, Red." Yusuke sat up, but his head was cowed because of a threatening headache.
"No. " Kurama brushed away some of the cans before he kneeled in front of Yusuke. "You can't live like this forever."
"I plan to. Now go away."
Kurama reached his hand out and placed it on Yusuke's cheek, turning the other until he faced him. "You aren't the only one affected by her death, Yusuke. It's been over a year --"
"Keiko... She was the only person that loved me for who I am...or who I was."
"So why don't you stop destroying yourself, go back tin to the teenage that you were, and find yourself someone new --"
Yusuke cut him off before he could say anything else. "She was the only one for me! Kuwabara has Yukina, you have Hiei....I have no one. I don't have a reason to be here!" He stood up and stormed off to look out the newly opened window, ignoring the headache that was forming.
Kurama’s voice was soft and low. "Then why haven't you committed suicide yet?"
A long pause came from the raven haired teen before: "It's the coward’s way out."
"And this isn't?"
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It was the beginning of first grade. The students were paired off into groups of four. "Urameshi, you sit here, Kazuma, here, Yukimura here, and Kaoia here."
As soon as the teacher attention was focused on another student, Yusuke snarled, "Girl's are buttheads," pissed he had been paired with two girls.
Even back them Kuwabara had his own honor code. "You're a butthead for calling girls buttheads," he said.
Yusuke stood, fists up. "Girls aren’t buttheads." Kuwabara visibly relaxed. "Girls are butt holes." His fist only grazed Kazuma's head, as Kuwabara had moved in time.
By some miracle, the teacher hadn't seen or heard. It also helped that Kuwabara's head was so hard, even then, that he hadn't felt it. Keiko took her role as the mediator and nicely pushed Kuwabara back into his seat. "Stop it!" she said to both of them.
She turned around and stared into Yusuke's pitch-black eyes. "Sit down and stop fighting."
"I don't take orders from girls."
"And I don't listen to snot-nosed boys."
The teacher stepped in, and separated them to opposite corners of the room. For the rest of the year, and the years beyond that, there would be a fight between the two boys at least once a week.
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"Keiko, lemme copy," Yusuke said, looking over her shoulder.
She covered up her review packet. "No. Sit down and I'll help you."
Urameshi made a face and straddled the chair backwards. Keiko put the packet into her bookbag, and looked at his. There were sqibbles, sketches, and anything else other than what he was supposed to be doing. She looked at the first problem of the review packet. It was 2(104-17) * 3(4-2).
"Okay. What's the answer of the first parenthesis?"
"Eighty seven. Times two is...One seventy two."
"You can do that in your head?"
"Yeah."
"Maybe there is something there. What’s four times two times three?"
"Twenty seven." He used his finger and wrote invisible numbers on the table to get 4176.
"So why did you need to copy? You knew the answers," Keiko said as he worked on the next problem.
"'Cause it's easier to bug you."
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"Keiko, say yes."
"No."
"Say yes."
"Why?"
"Why not?"
"Urameshi, leave Keiko alone."
"No. Keiko, say yes."
"No."
"Say yes."
Finally Keiko snapped: "I'm not oign to say yes until you tell me why!"
"Be my girlfriend."
Both Kuwabara and Keiko were shocked, but not as much as
Yusuke when she smiled and answered with, "Yes."
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"Urameshi, stay after class."
The bell rang. The students left hte room, laughing, thankful that it was the end of the day. Sukamuri-sempi, as the teacher was called, waited until every one had left the room, even thoguht Yusuke, because he had a desk in the front of the room, could see Keiko waiting outside for him.
"Explain this," she said, putting the test on his desk. It had an 80% on it, the highest grade he had ever gotten in that class.
"I studied." Yusuke said, putting his arms over his chest.
"With who?"
"Keiko."
Sukamuri-sempi followed his gaze out the door, then went out and aksed Keiko, who confirmed it. He had gone over to her house almost every other day for an hour or so to study, knowing that he had to pass this class for the seventh grade or be held back.
She came back in. "I still want you to retake the test."
"Listen, lady. I took the stupid test once, and I got a good grade on it. You even said you created the test the previous peroid, and the fact that you watched me as I took the fucking test, and you know that I DIDN'T CHEAT!" He stood up, knocking over the desk.
Yusuke stormed out, ignoring both Sukamuri-sempi, and then Keiko, yelling at him to stop.
He stopped ignoring Keiko as a book cracked him in the back of his head.
"Yusuke, stop." He did. "What happened in there?"
"That.....that bitch said I cheated."
"But you didn't this time."
"No."
Keiko reached out and cracked him in the back of the head. "Teaches you something, dosen't it?"
"Yeah. She's a bitch." Yusuke ducked another smack.
"Urameshi!"
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"Ouch! Keiko, lay off that stuff!"
"Stop getting into fights and I wouldn't have to use iodine!" Keiko smacked him in the back of his head as he tried to get out of her grip. It stopped him from moving, but that was only because she had hit him in a newly formed bruise on the back of his head.
After the stars cleared he swore again as she wrapped up his knuckles so they wouldn't split open again.
"Stop squirming, Yusuke!"
"Then let me heal on my own!"
"Too late. You already got blood all over my house, and now you have to suffer!" She put iodine on a rag and put it up to his eye, which was also cut and bleeding.
"Shit!" he yelled.
"Yusuke! Watch your mouth!"
"Don't gotta! Let me go, you pain in the ass!"
Yet again she cracked him in the head. This time he blacked out, but that was only because she punched the same place as before. He lept into the black gratefully, thankful he didn't have to suffer at the hands of his girlfriend anymore.
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They were sitting under a tree, side by side. Her hand was linked through his. It was one of the rare days that Genkai had let him out of training early -- he would have to thank Kurama and Hiei for wanting to train with her sometime later....when he felt like getting up agian...
He was trying not to doze off; Genkai had pushed a whole days worth of training into four hours.
"Close your eyes, Yusuke," Keiko said.
He did. He felt her move closer to him, he could smell her shampoo -- flowers, always flowers -- then her lips on his.
It was too short, but ever so sweet. Keiko pulled back away from him, and watched as he opened his eyes, slightly dazed. His hand came up and laid itself on her neck, pulling her back to him.
Oh, how freely given kisses could be so....simple, and yet complex....
*********************************************************************************************************************************
A door slammed open.
"KOENMA!"
The toddler put his papers off to the side, and took a deep breath. This wasn't a conversation he had been looking forward to, at all.
"BRING HER BACK!" Yusuke yelled, coming into view, red-eyed, hair mussed, frayed at the edges. He looked like he had came the moment he had heard the news.
"I can't do that, Urameshi, and you know that."
"You can do that. I came back. Bring her the fuck back!" The anger and desperation rolled off of him in waves.
"You were a special case. She had been planned --"
"You fucking knew? You knew and you didn't tell me?"
"If I had told her, you would have told her, no?"
A long pause before Yusuke took a black box out of his pocket and chucked it at Koenma, missing him by mere centimeters, just like he had intended it to. Yusuke turned around and stormed out.
Koenma opened the box, and found a diamond ring. Engraved in it was, "Urameshi Yusuke and Yukimura Keiko forever," just in her size.
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Kurama stood up and walked behind Yusuke. He could see the path a lone tear had taken down the raven-hair's cheek.
"You were given a second chance at life. Don't screw it up again," Kurama said, pressing a ring into Yusuke's hand.
The kitsune turned around, going back the way he came.
Yusuke fingered the engravings on the ring, looking out the window.
) it makes little sense to me...
