Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN YU YU HAKUSHO, BUT U GUYS ALREADY KNEW THAT
Hey guys. I kinda based this poem on the second movie. After Yusuke rescues Botan, she stays with him for a while and he stars to fall in love with her. This might eventually be more than a oneshot. Please R&R.
ALMOST PERFECT TIMING
I watched her change out of her uniform.
I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't help myself.
She's so beautiful, so strong, yet extremely naïve.
Innocent enough to think that she could leave her door open while she changes.
"She trusts me too much." I thought as I sat staring
Her door was parallel to mine,
Both opened to greet one another.
She slipped off the jacket she was wearing to reveal pink silk,
Untying the halter top with the grace of an angel.
I saw her sigh, with a disillusioned stare at what hid beneath her black bra.
She turned sideways, hands on her hips, as if comparing herself to something,
Or someone.
She unbuttoned her jeans and slowly pulled them down,
As if aware I was watching her, tempting me.
Black lace underwear, who would've thought.
My eyes trailed down her long slender legs,
Up to her voluptuous cleavage and down the dip of her back.
My eyes widened as her hands went to the clasp of her bra.
She opened it, my eyes dazzled by the sight of full, supple breasts.
She loosened her signature ponytail and let her hair down.
She was even more breathtaking with the cerulean tresses cascading down to her hips.
Why didn't I notice her sooner?
I reluctantly chided myself for continuing to gape at her,
She covered her ethereal silhouette with my pajama top
(Ironically I was wearing the bottom)
She started to turn towards the door,
Instantly I turned away, pretending I didn't even see her.
She came into my room, and laid beside me,
Her hair spilling over my shoulder.
She looked at me without even saying a word.
My eyes journeyed to her tantalizingly full lips,
Her face so dangerously close to mine I could smell her lavender scent.
"Yusuke…" she whispered, amethystine eyes aglow.
Then, I heard foot steps coming up the stairs. It was my mom.
"Perfect timing" I thought to myself
Damn. It. All.