Summary: Yusuke and Keiko are best friends and partner detectives investigating different crimes in Tokyo. Their usual routine takes a bizarre and supernatural twist and the two detectives find themselves battling a foe far greater than what they could have imagined. As Yusuke changes with each fight, Keiko questions her place in his life. The Beginning is kinda law and order and by the end will be more like YYH.

This isn't one of my 'main' stories yet so each chapter will probably be around 500-1000 words for now, just to write out the chapters quickly and consistently. It might get longer the further I go.

The Most Important Thing

"Yusuke get down here!" Keiko yelled over the roar of the police sirens.

Her voice sounded muffled over the phone, but Yusuke could make out enough details. He mumbled a bye and turned to his alarm clock. 11pm it said. Yusuke sighed. It looked like it would be another late night.

Yusuke arrived on the scene a half hour later. The commotion was taking place outside an apartment complex. He made his way through the crowd until he spotted the familiar chestnut locks of his partner.

"Keiko, what happened here? Do you know yet?" Yusuke asked.

A cop looked at him exasperated. "You two kids need to get behind the barricade with the rest of the people. We have a job to do here."

"Yusuke, this is why I called. This is definitely a special victims case, but they won't let me through." Keiko gritted out.

Yusuke walked up to the cop indignantly. "You're trying to do your job and we're trying to do ours. I'm Detective Yusuke Urameshi. This is my partner and you're gonna let us the hell through."

Yusuke flashed his badge and waited expectantly. The cop looked over it closely for authenticity and sized Yusuke up. He grumbled and stepped aside.

"Whatever, kid. If you want this case, you can have it."

Yusuke smirked, walking past him with Keiko following close behind.

"I was picking up some groceries when-"

Yusuke interrupted her. "You were picking up groceries this late by yourself?"

Keiko rolled her eyes. "Geez are you my friend or my dad, Yusuke? Anyway, that's when I saw the crowd gathering. A woman went straight out her apartment window around seven stories up. She landed face first on a car."

Yusuke unzipped the body bag the woman had been put in. He flinched.

"She looked around our age, maybe a little older, 27 or 28. Look Keiko. Don't get me wrong, this is sad, but we handle sex crimes. Homicide should really look into this."

Keiko shook her head and pulled Yusuke toward the apartment.

"Her nightgown was hitched up and her panties were gone. Those jerk cops didn't even bother to cover her up."

The two made their way up to the seventh floor apartment. The woman's apartment was neat overall. There was no obvious sign of a struggle. Soft jazz was still playing in the background and there were two nearly empty glasses of red wine in the kitchen counter.

"Hmm no sign of forced entry, two glasses of half-drunk wine, two clean sets of prints, and a condom wrapper, it looks like a lovers' quarrel gone wrong." Yusuke mentioned walking through the apartment.

"A typical lover's quarrel shouldn't lead to her thrown through a window though."

Yusuke yawned and glanced at his watch. The neon numbers read 12:15 am.

"Let's gather the facts we know and call it a day. Tomorrow morning, we'll alert the family, but I'm too tired to focus."

Keiko sighed, but nodded in agreement. They walked back down. The crowd had dispersed and only a few police officers remained. Yusuke pulled out his car keys and motioned for Keiko to follow him.

"Yusuke, I'm fine. I only live a few blocks away."

Yusuke scoffed. "A few, more like ten. It doesn't matter anyway. You're going to my place, get in."

"Why are you taking me to your place?" asked Keiko getting into the car anyway.

"You said you were getting groceries, right? I didn't see you carrying anything, which means you probably dropped them and that means you probably haven't made dinner."

Keiko gave a small smile. "You know me pretty well."

Yusuke smiled back, driving toward his apartment. "We have been friends since we were four. I'll heat you up something and you can sleep in one of my old shirts or something. I'm pretty sure you have spare clothes at my place anyway."

Keiko looked out the window contently. "Fine, but just so you know, I can take care of myself just as well."

"Yeah, yeah I know."

Keiko's phone began to play Botan's ringtone and Keiko picked up the call.

"Oh great! Doesn't Miss Blabbermouth know what time it is?" Yusuke said under his breath.

"Hush, Yusuke!" Keiko reprimanded.

"Oh is Yusuke at your apartment? I feel much better knowing he's with you after that poor girl was killed so close to where you live." Botan commented from the other line.

"Yusuke's here, but I'm not at my apartment. Yusuke insisted I stay at his place tonight and we're actually on the case of the girl you mentioned."

"Oh so you're spending the night with Yusuke?" Botan giggled and Keiko could clearly hear her suggestive tone. Keiko could only imagine Botan's cat-like grin and devilish thoughts.

"Well I hope you and Yusuke have FUN tonight." Botan chirped out.

"What exactly do you mean by that?" Keiko questioned.

"Oh you know. You're a young, single, attractive girl. He's a young, single, attractive boy. It's the birds, the bees, the flowers, and trees!"

Keiko blushed deeply at the implication. "Botan, I'm not that type of girl!"

Yusuke glanced at Keiko, confused by her outburst. He grabbed the phone from Keiko to hear Botan laughing on the other side.

"Botan, whatever you're thinking, you're wrong. We're just friends. Now you can mess with Keiko at work or whatever, but right now shouldn't you be asleep?"

Botan glanced at the clock before letting out a shriek. "I didn't realize how late it was. Ok Yusuke tell Keiko goodnight and I want all the details tomorrow!"

Yusuke spat out a bye and sighed. "How can she be so bubbly solving rape and murder crimes all day?"

Keiko shook her head with a smile. "Kuwabara is typically pretty cheerful, unless he's fighting with you. Still, Botan is definitely one of a kind."

Yusuke laughed. "Yeah, a kind of freak!"

Keiko slapped his arm lightly. "She's still one of our closest friends so don't make fun of her."

Yusuke fell silent, a smile still stuck on his face. Keiko watched his serene expression against the moonlight's glow. Keiko turned away again to hide her face. Botan's words crossed her mind, but she shooed them away. They weren't just two single, attractive people. They were friends and partners and Keiko didn't need complications. In fact the last thing they needed in their line of work were complications.

'It's just like Yusuke said.' Keiko thought. 'We're friends. Just friends.'

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