Hello friends and haters! I'm back since the first time in forever to do a YYH fanfic again! Wooooo! I've actually wanted to do this for a while and never had the time, but now I'm finally back and ready to go. This will be a three part piece, and it goes into a little of Yusuke's past and how he and Keiko met…how sweet. So let's get this started! My puppy-muse Scribble will do the disclaimer and then we will begin.

Scribble: We do not own YYH, but we do own the latest 18th manga.

Me: I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S ALMOST OVER!!!!

Scribble: Oh suck it up, you baby.

Applause for What2callmyself? Who is nice and betas for meeee! ^_^ (Cause I make her!)

Childhood Part I

A very drunk Atsuko stumbled into her apartment very late that night. She fumbled around for a light switch and flipped it on, only to reveal her very young son, standing in the darkened hallway, looking very tired and holding a little stuffed rabbit.

(A/N: I couldn't help myself- the thought of a chibi-Yusuke with a stuffed toy was just too tempting)

"Mommy?" Yusuke asked, rubbing his eyes sleepily, and Atsuko could see he had obviously been trying as hard as he could to wait up for her, and she felt a small pang of guilt. She worked afternoons and nights, and sometimes went to bars with some coworkers after work, but she had really meant to be back much earlier.

"Sweetie, you didn't have to wait up for me," she told him as she stumbled over to him.

"But you didn't come home and I was worried," her small son told her softly.

She smiled at him and put her hands on his shoulders. "But it's fine, see? Mommy is just fine."

Yusuke's face relaxed a second, and then slight alarm came to it. "Mommy, who's that?"

The look on his face worried her, and she whirled around. Standing behind her in the doorway was someone she didn't know at all, but she did remember him heckling her earlier at the bar. She was talking to some co-workers about her son (which had reminded her she needed to get home) and kept trying to get her to "go somewhere quieter for coffee" with him. Atsuko wasn't stupid though- she knew exactly what he wanted, and she refused over and over again. However, it became increasingly more apparent he wasn't the type to just take no for an answer.

"Well, I gotta admit, you had every right to brag, your kid sure is a cute one," he drawled as he invited himself in.

Atsuko stood, not quite angry yet, but feeling a little frightened, yet not wanting to show it, lest she scare her son too. "What are you doing here? I told you I wasn't interested! Now leave!"

"Hey, c'mon baby, I promise you won't regret it. I never got any complaints afterwards," he grinned lecherously and grabbed her arms.

"I said no, now let me go!" Atsuko cried, very frightened now.

"Stop struggling!" he yelled, pushing her half onto the couch, still holding onto her arms so she couldn't struggle.

Then she noticed her small son had run over and was trying to hit him with his small fists, yelling, "No! Go away! Don't hurt Mommy!"

"Yusuke!" she cried.

"Get lost kid," the man said, paying him little mind, after all what could this four year old possibly do to him?

"No! Leave my mommy alone!" Yusuke yelled, biting the man's leg.

"OW! You stupid little bastard!" he yelled, going to kick him.

"Leave him alone!" Atsuko cried, finding a strength she didn't know she had and flinging herself in front of him, shielding her son and taking the kick to her side, knocking her over.

"MOMMY!" Yusuke screamed, starting to tear.

She lifted up her head and grinned at him. "It's ok sweetie, Mommy's going to take care of this now." Atsuko was now furious at the man who dared to hurt her son, and with the same strength she just found, she lifted the sofa and swung it, hitting him square in the chest and knocking him backwards.

"If you ever try to touch me or my son again, I swear I will kill you myself. Now get out of my house," she said in a soft but very dangerous voice.

The man, now pretty freaked out, ran away. Atsuko never saw him again.

Her son was still sniffling, and she turned back to him with a smile. "See? Mommy's ok, and the bad man is gone. And if any other bad people try to come in, I'll hit them with the sofa too!"

It calmed Yusuke down, and he managed to smile back at her. "Now, let's get you into bed," she said, taking his hand and leading him down the hall to his room.

Scribble: Um, I don't see the point in this chapter.

Me: It sets up something for later. Well people, here's the first of three parts! Also NOTES 1: I've been informed that Atsuko works in the Yakuza. In this fic, she was trying to be responsible. It obviously didn't last long.

2: I've always thought (maybe incorrectly, but it's just my opinion) that Yusuke get's his demon side from his mom- seriously, she drinks so much and never throws up/passes out. Not to mention she didn't seem freaked out at all at the Dark tournament (though that could just be because she was drunk). So her demon side came out a little too. But her being that is just my opinion, since I don't know for sure and could be wrong.

So tell me what you think. Worthless flames telling me I suck without telling me how to improve will be put into my flamethrower, which will be aimed back at the flamers. Constructive criticism is very much appreciated. Good reviews are loved as always. Long Live the Reikai Tentai!

-titangirl161