Disclaimer: Yu Yu Hakusho (c) Togashi

Like most of my other YYH one-shots, this one's done for 10inspirations on livejournal, prompt "the razor's edge." I wanted to write something darker than the rest, and that phrase intrigued me. Plus I always end up going for Yusuke x Keiko y'know, so this was created. XD

Mainly a 'what if' kind of thing that just popped up in my head. There's a lime warning, also.

Enjoy!


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Every memory, every thought and each mile of distance slowly drove a blade straight through her heart.

At times she couldn't feel it. She didn't know where he was, what he was doing then, if he remembered her or if he even cared anymore. The love she kept so close for most of her life became locked away like a caged bird unable to sing. 'Oh well...no use worrying about that idiot right now..' became a phrase that chased his face from her mind altogether.

But a part of him still lurked behind, trailing her just as his ghost had done all those years ago. She could imagine him saying, 'Hey, don't forget about me, Keiko!' His words touching the edges of her consciousness and sticking to her soul like glue.

So she remained loyal to that fantasy, to the memory of what once was and maybe...could be. She pushed the razor into herself further and further every time she gave into that feeling, suffering only when she lay in bed at night.

She had a good life with numerous dreams, test scores through the roof, every nearby college welcoming her with open arms. To peers she was the epitome of perfection, the angelic schoolgirl that every parent yearned for and loved. She could have any guy she wanted.

But the only one she ever wanted didn't want her in return. She finished last to his own goals. He was out there somewhere, staggering around some old dusty area and fighting until his legs collapsed underneath him. That was Yusuke's dream.

Loved ones said he was beginning to have an ill affect on her. Or rather his absence, but it was all the same.

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Keiko lay blinking up at the ceiling, brown eyes hazed over, long hair a silken curtain around her head. The soft bedsheets rubbed against her skin, her mind distracted by foreign sensations that sent shock-waves from her back all the way down to her toes.

He crushed his mouth against hers. She fought him back with her lips, dropping a bombshell of emotion as her mind reeled with the taste of him. His kiss was so overwhelming that it left her unable to breath, only the mix of pain and happiness pouring out of her skin.

Yusuke pulled back and muttered something incoherent, burying his face in her hair. She noticed the black markings that ran across his body like a bizarre youkai language, speaking of power, of the Mazoku blood in his veins. The grip on her waist tightened.

He had returned different somehow; the demon in him appearing often, causing him to speak in that low tone, a growl. It made her feel like a prey caught in the lions jowls, the look in those deep brown eyes all too feral.

But the only danger Keiko risked was of being left alone again. Somehow she knew that he would always fight, he would always risk his life for reasons unknown to her. Maybe he wouldn't return someday. Yet he still possessed all of her, he always would.

Her heart burned with things she couldn't control, feelings dancing on the edge of a dagger. But it was worth it.

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Not too explicit I hope. XD But yeah thanks for reading. c: