Disclaimer: Yu Yu Hakusho does not belong to me. All characters belong to Yoshihiro Togashi.
Author's Note: After writing my longer one-shot of Yusuke/Keiko's "relationship," I suddenly recalled a scene from the anime, where Keiko sticks her tongue out at the asshole teacher, after he implied that Yusuke was a worthless person. It got me to thinking, specifically of what went through Keiko's mind in MY verse, where at this point, she had already moved to third base with Yusuke! Hence, this birth of this silly little one-shot. Based on an interaction in episode 18.
Enjoy!
"Will you be heading home soon, Miss Yukimura?"
Keiko turned around to face her math teacher. "Yes, Mr. Iwamoto," she said politely. "Just as soon as I finish my student council work." She never liked him, or his cruelty toward Yusuke. But as student council president, she knew better than to voice her personal opinions against the school faculty. Though the older man made it rather difficult sometimes.
"Have you seen Urameshi anywhere lately? I hear he's been absent for several days now."
Mr. Iwamoto's voice was dripping in malice and sarcastic concern. It boiled Keiko's blood. She thought of Yusuke's lips, of him biting down gently on her lower lip, of him licking her neck, of his hand sliding down under her panties, and playing with her pussy... She nearly blushed at the memory. But she was still admittedly a bit peeved at Yusuke for ditching her at the movie theater, so she replied coolly, "I don't know anything about him."
No, nothing at all. I totally don't know the smell of his hair, the taste of his lips, the feel of his hands, the warmth of his body... As far of Mr. Iwamoto was aware, Yusuke Urameshi might as well be invisible to her. Blissfully unaware of her dirty thoughts, he smiled, satisfied.
"Good," he said, starting to walk away. Keiko almost followed suit, in the opposite direction, when he called back to her. "He's a roach, Yukimura. It's better not to associate yourself with him. You don't want catch his disease."
She got down on her knees, and pulled out Yusuke's hard, thick cock, and ran her fingers tenderly along the shaft before licking the tip. Yusuke moaned. She smirked, and began filling her whole mouth with him, lapping her tongue around every inch, and sucking hard. His hands buried in her hair, and he whispered something about being "the perfect wife for me." Keiko smiled around his cock, and fondled with his balls, gently but also firmly, reminding him of who's in charge right now...
"Yes, sir," she said dully. As his back turned the corner, she stuck her tongue out.
Sure, Keiko may not know all the details of Yusuke's life, but she knew him better than he knew himself. Not to mention, their bodies speak a language that no amount of secrets can hide. Keiko smirked and walked down the hall, pretending not to notice her panties getting increasingly wetter as her memories swirled around the last time she was with Yusuke alone...
AN: Oh, Keiko. Don't worry, you'll be distracted soon enough. By zombiefied adults, and Botan coming to your rescue, anyway. ^^"