I've always felt that there aren't enough Itsuki stories on the net. This fic won't be yaoi so sorry Yaoi lovers. This is about the more subtle side of Itsuki. Done while in Mr. Alwine's 9th period physics class; so don't hate me if it sucks.
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN YU YU HAKUSHO!!!!
Everyone sees me as a shadow, an empty shell, a dark cloud of existence. What they don't know is that I had a wilder side. I used to drink and party and have all the money and women I could ever want. I was forced to give that life up when I met Sensui. You fangirls believe that I'm madly in love with him, that maniac. In truth I hate his very existence. The one thing I admire about him is his understanding of how I feel, the pain and sorrow of a life left behind. He cut me down in my prime and for many years I hated him as his illness consumed him I silently felt a sort of relief, that now he could experience for himself the feeling of weakness. My powers diminished after I was assigned to him, my reputation was forever tarnished. Yet for some reason I took the filthy body of that bastard and vowed to stay by his side. Perhaps I do harbor feelings toward him, feelings of respect and honor. Sitting here with him in my arms I feel like pitching his pathetic body away form me and gaining my life back. I sit here between worlds longing for the freedom I shall never have. Sorry to burst your Yaoi bubble my loyal fangirls, but Sensui and I never were and never ever will be a couple. Right now I want to leave limbo and start up where I left off. Say… any of you loyal fangirls by chance have a room for rent?
This is just what I like to imagine Itsuki thinking inside his head while he's in limbo. It was kinda random but I think it turned out well for a completely random thought. Plz review.
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