To He Who Broke My Heart
By: Demon Hiei's Girl (Demon Usagi)
Standard Disclaimers Apply
Author's note: I haven't decided yet if I want to make this a multi chapter fic or a one shot. Hm. Er, anyways, I know, I know. I'm a boring writer, and I only write Yusuke x Hiei fics. I mean, where's the skill? You always know what to expect from me. Or do you? In my quest to make a non cliche YusHi fic, I decided to write one from Keiko's point of view! Er, for the majority anyway. I know, I'm crazy. So let's see how this turns out.
"How about this color, ma'am? It seems to be more your style," commented the sales clerk to a very emotionally disturbed Yukimura Keiko. The woman was taken aback from the glare the high school girl was giving off, making the room feel almost cold.
"What are you implying? That the color I picked doesn't look good on me? I personally like this color just fine, thank you very much! What makes you think you know more about my style than I do, hm? I don't need your opinion!" Keiko, who walked into the store just to let off some steam, yanked the green dress off the hanger. The hanger in turn fell to the ground in a 'clunk', and Keiko simply ignored it as she stomped away towards the check out counter. She silently prayed she had the money for the dress as she walked in merely to window shop from the inside.
"Thank you very much." the clerk sarcastically snorted as Keiko purchased the dress and left in a hurried rush. Keiko quietly thanked God for having her wallet on her. She didn't bring her purse with her when she went on her date.
Ughh! Just thinking about that asshole makes my blood boil! Keiko fumed, stomping her foot on the cement harder than necessary, leading her to a sprained ankle as she tripped.
A man in his early twenties who happened to be walking by saw the fallen damsel. Looking at her on the cold floor was hard enough, but when the body started to sniffle, his heart went out to the girl.
"Are you okay, Miss?" he whispered, offering his hand to Keiko. Looking up from her awkward position, she eyeballed the gentleman's hand, then his face, followed by his hand again. She started to grab it when her sniffles broke into sobs.
"Eh! I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" the man quickly apologized, helping the brunette to her feet.
"N-no, sorry." Keiko replied, whipping her eyes, then bowing profusely. "Excuse me." She sidestepped the stranger and headed towards her house, sick of people for the night.
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"You're home late today, Keiko," Keiko's mother commented as her daughter rushed up the stairs of the Ramen shop. The slamming of a door indicated why the young girl was late.
"Another fight with Yusuke?" her father chuckled. "It makes me wonder if they really will marry. They fight like a married couple as it is."
"I feel bad for the poor thing," the man's concerned wife sighed, putting her broom back into the corner of the kitchen. "Poor thing keeps getting a broken heart."
"Yeah, but that heart always seems to recover fast enough. Just wait, in a day or two Yusuke will be here apologizing, and she'll be in his arms again."
The man choked on the coffee he was drinking when he saw the look on his wife's face.
"How insensitive! That's your daughter." she hissed, heading towards the stairs herself. Her husband didn't delay in gripping her arm and pulling her into an embrace.
"I'd be more sensitive if I wasn't so sure they were perfect for each other."
"Well, I guess no one can deny that." she added, her former anger dissolving.
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Keiko slumped on her bed, face first. Why did they always break up? Getting back together was fine and dandy, it was like a fresh start. But breaking up? It hurt every single time. She was just so frustrated. WhenYusuke returned to Ningenkai, she expected a fight or two because that was normal for them. Besides, he wouldn't come back to the Ningenkai if he didn't love her like he said he did, right?
She knew he was demon. She knew he had other obligations elsewhere. But he came back for her sake! Earlier than he said he would even! But, it was hard on her. She had to study hard to prepare herself for her junior year of high school, and she had hoped her drop out boyfriend would be there to support her. It felt like every moment was a fight with them. He would say something insensitive, she would snub him at an inappropriate moment, the list went on and on. One of the many fights had been about whether or not to have sex. Of course, Keiko was on the 'not' side of the argument. Keiko, flipping on her back as she looked up at her textured ceiling, tried to recall the fight from a few weeks ago.
"Now why not?" He had protested.
"I'm still in school! I don't have time in between studies, and what if...? What if I got pregnant, Yusuke? Who would support the baby?"
"You don't want to have kids with me?" Keiko sighed, remembering Yusuke's retort. He seemed a little...hurt.
" I do!" She replied honestly, "but not now. Not while I'm in school, and you're jobless. Besides, Yusuke, I've noticed you still go to the Makai..."
"What's that have to do with anything?"
"I assumed you were done with demon nonsense. I want us to be ready when we have children. Is that so hard to believe? And that entitles you staying here with a ningen job."
"Why can't we just fool around? Everyone else our age does."
"Because we're smarter than that."
And that's approximately where Keiko had ran off, she decided. It took him a whole week to swallow his pride and apologize to her. Her more recent fight was less immature as it was about her growing out her hair again. Apparently, Yusuke preferred it short, so when he commented on it rudely, she got a little over dramatic and stomped away from him.
"I shouldn't have done that," Keiko admitted quietly to herself. "He means well..."
Or did he? He always got so cold when they had their petty arguments. Then again, Keiko never really saw herself when she fought back. Had she seemed just as cold?
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"Quit sighing, Detective. It's bothering me." Hiei complained, not bothering to look up from the sword he was polishing.
"She slapped me and ran off again," Yusuke mumbled, rolling on his bed. His mother, like always, ran off to a bar like she always did in the late night hours. However, to Yusuke's pleasure, she had been behaving herself lately. She didn't drink so much during the day, and even woke up at a decent time.
The fire demon eyed the ex Detective, and a frown tugged at his lips. "What did you do now?"
"Ugh! All I said was her hair looked better short! Then she started PMSing on me and hit me square in the jaw! Then she ran off in the pissy way she does." Yusuke growled, picking up the yo-yo he discarded a few hours ago, now fully back in the mood to play with the toy.
"PMSing?" Hiei questioned, gently putting his weapon down on the floor.
"Err, when a girl gets in a...bad mood. It's kinda slang. Keiko thinks it's vulgar when I say it, though. And that's not all she thinks is vulgar." Yusuke grumbled, throwing the yo-yo back to his messy floor when he accidentally slapped himself in the face with it.
"Oh, go on," Hiei added, rolling his eyes with fake interest.
"She won't have sex with me. She says she loves me but wants to be a virgin forever!"
"I think that's an exaggeration." Hiei stated, making himself more comfortable on the boy's bed.
"We men need a little action, and she's not willing to go there," Yusuke continued, unaware of the fire demon's advancing.
"Then have sex with someone else," Hiei replied slyly, inching up to the Urameshi team leader. Yusuke smirked. Damn, he liked it when Hiei visited him.
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End of Chapter One
Author's note: Well, it is indeed a multi chapter fic. Isn't it unusual to see so much of Keiko and her inner demons rather than Yusuke's in a YusukeHiei fic? Yeah, I thought so too. But that's the way it's going to stay. -grin- I'm trying to make a memorably different kind of YH fic here, so let me know if I'm succeeding.
