The Puppet

By TheDyingSamurai

Ooookay, I've had this in my laptop files for quite sometime. I originally wrote this back in the early 2000's when Yu Yu Hakusho was on Cartoon Network and I had no accsess to the unrated version.

I then went to the mall and bought a collection of the unrated episodes, and completely forgot about this depressing fic. Kuwabara had already (and will always) proven himself worthy on my fandom.

I don't go for the guys everyone's after because...the fans over do them, and I get bored. Kuwabara's the likable idiot, but you can mess him up big time!

:D

Yesh, please enjoy my old work (lots of chapters)...that I edited to most of your standards.

xD

Pairings:

KuwaXYusuke

HieiXKurama

Slash - Shounen-Ai + Yaoi content

"I'm going to die," Kuwabara had blurted out to his elder sister one afternoon. She seemed surprised at his knowledge, but quietly nodded her head and looked out of her shop's stained-glass window.

Being children of two powerful psychics had therefore given them the ability to see into the future. Well, also the past, but they usually concentrated on the present day events. But in having this unique ability, they had wisdom and knew when each of the people around them was going to die.

That included their own death dates.

Kuwabara had never thought that his death would be before he turned eighteen, but he was wrong. He was going to commit suicide right before Yusuke's brithday. That was probably the most shocking (and disturbing) part.

Why on his boyfriend's birthday?

Why that speific event?

He didn't understand it at all, nor did Shizuru or Genkai. Speaking of which, they were the only souls he told about his future death.

No one else would understand, he decided, especially Yusuke.

Perhaps he could change it.

So Yusuke and him continued with their relationship, and life went on for some time. Kuwabara blocked the images of him cutting himself and eventually bleeding to death every day.

He reasoned with his concious and managed to fool just about everyone. No one suspected, not even Hiei, that his life was slowly coming to an end. Kuwabara himself was not afraid of death.

It was just the pain that added up to it that worried him.

The pain would be coming soon whether he wanted it or not.

It was troubling indeed.

"Kaaazuma!" Yusuke chirped in a musical tone. "Tomorrow's my birthdaaaay! What'd you get for me?" Kuwabara didn't look up from the extremely violent movie they had been watching. The brunette pouted and clung to the other man's side. "Please tell me? Please?" He didn't budge again. Yusuke glared and stormed away, slamming their bedroom door shut.

'It won't happen... I haven't felt depressed at all today...or any day, really. I'm going to survive...and have a great day tomorrow too.' The telephone suddenly rang, snapping Kuwabara out of his thoughts. Stumbling over the coffee table, he grabbed the cordless contraption and answered.

"Kuwabara? This is Kurama."

"Oh, hey Kurama! What's up?"

There was a sudden pause on the other end.

"Can I please speak with Yusuke?"

It was Kuwabara's turn to pause.

"Uh...sure. Hang on a minute, 'kay?"

Kurama said yes and nothing more.

The red head walked down the wooden hallway and knocked noisily on their bedroom door. "Yusuke, Kurama's on the phone." There was some scurrying followed by the sound of Yusuke tripping over something. "I got it!" he called back. "You can hang up any time, Kazuma." He glared at the door and turned the phone off. Instead, he pressed his ear to the doorway.

First he heard a muffled laugh, followed by silent sweet-sounding murmers.

It hit him right then and there.

Yusuke was having an affair.

...With Kurama.

'Shit.'

Everything fell into place.

Why he was destined to commit suicide and why he was going to do it the day before Yusuke's birthday all made sense. Today was the day he was going to die. He accepted it almost immediately, but was nervous. It wasn't like him at all to be so calm, especially when a large amount of pain was going to be involved.

Then the anger at Yusuke and Kurama began to swarm through his brain. Kuwabata's fist clenched and his teeth grinded. His heart and emotions, however, were in a whole new world of pain.

'It's not fair... I did...did everything right!'

Leaning foreword he listened to Yusuke's voice for the last time.

"I love you..." he whispered shakily. Heading towards their bathroom was the most awkward experience of his life. His footsteps were hollow and dream-like, his muscles were tense, and his brain was spinning.

But it was painful, too. Tears streamed down his face, yet he kept his expression was plain and serious. He knew he had no choice but to go with the prediction. The pain was becoming too much for him to bear, and he honestly wanted to escape.

He wasn't good enough for Yusuke, right? Well, then why stick around when all that was happening between them was a lie? He'd just leave like the worthless piece of garbage he was.

Kuwabara managed to keep his face stern the whole time.

He decided that If he was going out this way, he wasn't going to be a whimp about it.

Yusuke continued to chat on the phone.

"And Hiei went with it? Kurama! I can't believe you wore a dress for him! God...if I did that for Kuwabara... Wait, do you think I should for my birthday?" He laughed again before excusing himself. "Someone's on the other line. Call yah back in like five minutes, okay?"

The young man was surprised to hear to was Shizuru on the other end. She sounded calm yet worried at the same time. He sensed this when she asked if he knew where Kuwabara was. "Um...he was here a minute ago... Hang on." He peeked outside of the doorway and noticed the bathroom light was on.

"Kuwabara? Hey! Your sister is on the phone!" With no reply he turned his attention back on Shizuru.

"He's in the bathroom... Not sure what he's doing, though. Probably taking a shower or shavin' or-"

Shizuru cried and screamed at the same time, interupting his assumptions.

Kuwabara was going to die, she said before begging him to do something. At first Yusuke laughed and said she was crazy, but as she explained both their predictions he had a sudden pang of panic hit his chest.

Letting the phone hit the ground, Yusuke ran out of their room, slamming himself violently into the bathroom door full speed. "Open up, Kuwabara!" He kicked against the door repeatively until the hinges began to give in.

"Damn it, I can't believe you're making me break the door we just fixed!" As he shouted that sentence, the hinges finally broke and the door caved in and leaned over to the side.

At first all he could see was the steam from the shower and the towel rack. Then the tolite came into view, as did the sink. Before long the redness on the floor caught his attention, as did Kuwabara's shaking body.

They both were in shock.

Kuwabara for the loss of blood and Yusuke for the sight of his lover's condition.

"I-I-I..." Yusuke stuttered.

Kuwabara smiled before blacking out.

Then the silence came.

Man oh man!

I can't believe I wrote that when I was...hm...I believe I was either in the sixth or seventh grade back then.

O.o