Warnings: YAOI !!!! And a depressed Kurama!
Disclaimer: Nothing=mine
The Cries of a Bum
By Nicolyte
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[Yusuke]
After just getting off the phone with Mrs.Hatanaka, I notice everyone's eyes are on me. "How is he Yusuke?" I look over to Keiko and force out a weak smile, "Worst -- um, how about I talk privately to you. Do you mind Kuwabara? Mom?" They shrug and I walk Keiko outside.
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"His mom says that she had no choice but to send him to an asylum." Yusuke said glumly. "An asylum!?! Poor Shuuichi! Do you know why?" Keiko ask her arms placed behind her back. "Uh -- no, no clue at all." Yusuke swallowed remembering the talk he had with Kurama about a week ago.
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"Thank you for coming Yusuke, he locked himself in his room and he wont come out." Shiori offered him a plate of rice, "You dont know how glad I am that you came, please, he's upstairs." Yusuke smiled at her, "Thanks for the rice Mrs.Hatanaka." He ascended to Kurama's room and hesitantly knocked on the door, "Kura- Shuuichi, it's me, Yusuke. Couldja let me in?"
"Please Yusuke, go away. I'm sorry but I dont want anyone's. . . . .anyone's company."
Yusuke gaped, Kurama was crying! He heard it! "Shuuichi, open the door please."
He added in a hushed whisper, "I'll break the doorknob if you dont." The brown-eyed ningen looked around to make sure no one was there, he only her the sounds of the tv coming from downstairs, and video game. He immediately identified the game as PKMN Stadium in little Shuuichi's room, he felt like rushing in there but he had more important business to take care of. Seeing that Kurama wasn't going to open the door, Yusuke twisted the knob and pushed. The followings sounds indicated that he broke the locks and the door moved opened.
He saw Kurama laying on his futon facing the window, "What do you want?" Yusuke closed the door and tried to lock it. . .but he failed. So instead he grabbed a chair and a small nightstand and put it infront of the door.
"Kurama, tell me what's wrong, why are you crying?"
Laughter escaped Kurama's mouth as he turned to face Yusuke, a mask of happiness placed on him, "Why would -- why would anything be wrong with me?"
Yusuke glared at the remark but continued to stare at Kurama.
"I miss him," Kurama broke, "Why? Because, damnit, I loved him."
Yusuke wanted to say something but it seemed that Kurama was answering all his questions before he could say'm.
"Yusuke -- make him come back." Kurama grabbed a pillow and hugged it, "Make him! He wont listen to me -- I told him, yes I am a fool, I told him that I loved him and he left. Just GONE! Do you know what it feels like to lose someone you love -- but you know they're alive? But the fact still remains that you'll never have them? NEVER! Think of never seeing Keiko again. Wait before you ask, why would a youko such as myself LOVE another, and am I just confusing it for lust? I LOVE HIM! So just shut up!"
Yusuke opened his mouth to protest that he wasnt saying anything, but he knew Kurama knew THAT. "Kurama, you cant lock yourself up and die, because of that no-good little runt." Yusuke paused, "That's exactly what your doing aren't you?"
Silence, "Dont call him that."
"Yeah I know what you mean about the losing someone but--"
"NO YOU DONT! That's the problem! You dont! That's whats wrong with people! They always think they've experienced everything but they really don't know SHIT!" Kurama sat up and threw the pillow at Yusuke.
Yusuke grabbed it and set it on the floor gently, his eyes never leaving the enraged fox. He surpressed a grin, the thought of him becoming a physciotrist playing with his thoughts. Kurama just sat there, not really knowing what else to say, his head bowed he let himself cry, "I love Hiei, the most cold-heart jerk on the face of the three worlds. I love him,"
Yusuke not knowing what else to do opened his arms, "Come on Kurama, come here." He sounded like his many relatives whenever he would cry they had done this for him as a child, before they all discovered Atsuko was a crazy drunk and went away.
Kurama leaned forward and let Yusuke hug him while he sobbed on his chest, "I love him, Yusuke. I love him to hell."
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Nicolyte:Man I'm mean to Kurama. . .
Sister: Yeah, you are! Never once have you been mean to Hiei. . .
Nicolyte:That's because Kurama looks so damn sexy when he's hurt: emotionally, physically, mentally.
Sister: Whatever, brat.
Nicolyte's bottom lip trembles: I thought KC was the brat. . .*sniff*
KC(little brother): Shuddup Nikkee
Nicolyte clamps a hand over KC's mouth: No one's suppose to know my name craphead!
KC: MMMMMMMMF! MOMMY!!!!
Nicolyte holding a struggling little brother: Continue on to chapter 2! Hurry!
I dont own YYH or the characters.
Disclaimer: Nothing=mine
The Cries of a Bum
By Nicolyte
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[Yusuke]
After just getting off the phone with Mrs.Hatanaka, I notice everyone's eyes are on me. "How is he Yusuke?" I look over to Keiko and force out a weak smile, "Worst -- um, how about I talk privately to you. Do you mind Kuwabara? Mom?" They shrug and I walk Keiko outside.
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"His mom says that she had no choice but to send him to an asylum." Yusuke said glumly. "An asylum!?! Poor Shuuichi! Do you know why?" Keiko ask her arms placed behind her back. "Uh -- no, no clue at all." Yusuke swallowed remembering the talk he had with Kurama about a week ago.
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"Thank you for coming Yusuke, he locked himself in his room and he wont come out." Shiori offered him a plate of rice, "You dont know how glad I am that you came, please, he's upstairs." Yusuke smiled at her, "Thanks for the rice Mrs.Hatanaka." He ascended to Kurama's room and hesitantly knocked on the door, "Kura- Shuuichi, it's me, Yusuke. Couldja let me in?"
"Please Yusuke, go away. I'm sorry but I dont want anyone's. . . . .anyone's company."
Yusuke gaped, Kurama was crying! He heard it! "Shuuichi, open the door please."
He added in a hushed whisper, "I'll break the doorknob if you dont." The brown-eyed ningen looked around to make sure no one was there, he only her the sounds of the tv coming from downstairs, and video game. He immediately identified the game as PKMN Stadium in little Shuuichi's room, he felt like rushing in there but he had more important business to take care of. Seeing that Kurama wasn't going to open the door, Yusuke twisted the knob and pushed. The followings sounds indicated that he broke the locks and the door moved opened.
He saw Kurama laying on his futon facing the window, "What do you want?" Yusuke closed the door and tried to lock it. . .but he failed. So instead he grabbed a chair and a small nightstand and put it infront of the door.
"Kurama, tell me what's wrong, why are you crying?"
Laughter escaped Kurama's mouth as he turned to face Yusuke, a mask of happiness placed on him, "Why would -- why would anything be wrong with me?"
Yusuke glared at the remark but continued to stare at Kurama.
"I miss him," Kurama broke, "Why? Because, damnit, I loved him."
Yusuke wanted to say something but it seemed that Kurama was answering all his questions before he could say'm.
"Yusuke -- make him come back." Kurama grabbed a pillow and hugged it, "Make him! He wont listen to me -- I told him, yes I am a fool, I told him that I loved him and he left. Just GONE! Do you know what it feels like to lose someone you love -- but you know they're alive? But the fact still remains that you'll never have them? NEVER! Think of never seeing Keiko again. Wait before you ask, why would a youko such as myself LOVE another, and am I just confusing it for lust? I LOVE HIM! So just shut up!"
Yusuke opened his mouth to protest that he wasnt saying anything, but he knew Kurama knew THAT. "Kurama, you cant lock yourself up and die, because of that no-good little runt." Yusuke paused, "That's exactly what your doing aren't you?"
Silence, "Dont call him that."
"Yeah I know what you mean about the losing someone but--"
"NO YOU DONT! That's the problem! You dont! That's whats wrong with people! They always think they've experienced everything but they really don't know SHIT!" Kurama sat up and threw the pillow at Yusuke.
Yusuke grabbed it and set it on the floor gently, his eyes never leaving the enraged fox. He surpressed a grin, the thought of him becoming a physciotrist playing with his thoughts. Kurama just sat there, not really knowing what else to say, his head bowed he let himself cry, "I love Hiei, the most cold-heart jerk on the face of the three worlds. I love him,"
Yusuke not knowing what else to do opened his arms, "Come on Kurama, come here." He sounded like his many relatives whenever he would cry they had done this for him as a child, before they all discovered Atsuko was a crazy drunk and went away.
Kurama leaned forward and let Yusuke hug him while he sobbed on his chest, "I love him, Yusuke. I love him to hell."
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Nicolyte:Man I'm mean to Kurama. . .
Sister: Yeah, you are! Never once have you been mean to Hiei. . .
Nicolyte:That's because Kurama looks so damn sexy when he's hurt: emotionally, physically, mentally.
Sister: Whatever, brat.
Nicolyte's bottom lip trembles: I thought KC was the brat. . .*sniff*
KC(little brother): Shuddup Nikkee
Nicolyte clamps a hand over KC's mouth: No one's suppose to know my name craphead!
KC: MMMMMMMMF! MOMMY!!!!
Nicolyte holding a struggling little brother: Continue on to chapter 2! Hurry!
I dont own YYH or the characters.