WriterFreak001:
Here's another story for ya! 3
I just finished re-watching the anime, and damn, I might have to watch it again because I didn't want it to end. ;~; BUT HEY! There will be two new OVA episodes released in October in Japan to look forward to. I really hope they'll let Funimation dub the episodes and release them in the US because I want to see those extras sooooo badly. .
P.S. for those of you who may be reading my other fanfic WIPs, please be patient. I write where the inspiration takes me. I apologize for any unfinished story and promise to update those as soon as my muse for those stories return.
For now, please enjoy some YYH YnK fluff. ^_^
Title | Dear My Beloved
Fandom | Yu Yu Hakusho / 幽 遊 白書
Pairing | Yusuke Urameshi & Keiko Yukimura
Description | Do you remember me? Remember our promise? Do you ever regret leaving the Living World? … I understand why you left… that you didn't feel safe inside your own skin ever since your demonic bloodline killed Sensui, I get that, I really do, and I know you're finding answers, hoping to learn how to control your strength before returning, but… I just wish I knew where we stand at this point.
Rating| To be safe, this fanfiction story is rated M for language (mostly) and slightly graphic sexual scenes.
Disclaimer | I don't own anything except for the storylines. ^_^
Author's Note|This story will be in good ole 3rd person (it's easier to write). Also, in Episode 112, I assumed Keiko had just ended the first part of her second year in high school so in this story, she will be just finishing summer vacation and will be entering the second part of her second year… so think September.
Also, I'm basing the timeline of this story in the early 1990s since the first book was published in 1991 in Japan. Assuming Yoshihiro Togashi was using the publishing year as a foundation for the manga's timeline, I'm am going to assume that Yusuke & Keiko were 14 in 1991, Yusuke left for Makai in 1992 before his 15th birthday, and so the time frame for this story will start in 1994 and will flash back to moments varying from years 1992-1994. ^_^;
Last note: For the sake of this story, I'm making Yusuke's birthday June 28, 1977 (since he's likely age 14 by 1991, when the manga was published.)
Dear My Beloved
PROLOGUE
幽 遊 白書
Yusuke Urameshi was perhaps the strongest being in Living World, but other than kicking Kuwabara's ass every once in a damn while, he really didn't have much to show for his strength anymore. Ever since the beginning of Enki's reign in the Makai, the threat to all mankind had virtually been eliminated with a few minor exceptions (nothing the newest Spirit Detective – whoever the hell he or she was – couldn't handle, of course).
Botan promised to keep Yusuke apprised of any major problems in the three realms, but since the end of the Demon World Tournament a few months ago, no real issues had surfaced, making life in the Living World quite peaceful for our favorite boy wonder….
Well, almost.
幽 遊 白書
"YUSUKE! YOU JERK!"
The instant force of Keiko's slap sent Yusuke fumbling and flopping backwards like a tumbleweed across the pavement, and once he had finished pulling his bones together, his palms hugged his painful cheeks and he sent his fiancée a goofy, toothy grin in response. "Damn. I sure did miss those."
"Hah!" Keiko rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms and swiftly approached him, "How can you say you miss them when I slapped you just yesterday for groping me in public! And now today, you flip my skirt?! What the hell is wrong with you?! I thought you grew up while you were gone, but obviously, I was wrong."
Yusuke rolled backwards a little before flipping onto his feet. He swiped the dirt off of his once-clean, white t-shirt and stretched his arms before popping his back. He then shoved his hands into his pockets and smirked, "Let's just say I'm making up for lost time."
Keiko flushed deeply and whipped her long, chestnut hair around, smacking him in the face as she turned towards the direction of her high school. "Don't know why I bothered waiting for an ass like you," she muttered quietly, knowing he could hear every word. As she began marching away, Yusuke followed and impulsively grabbed her hand to keep her from leaving him.
"I'm sorry, okay?" Yusuke sighed, hoping he sounded sincere. He gently squeezed her palm and laced his fingers with hers, something he started to do more often since his return. They continued walking hand-in-hand, but he knew Keiko wasn't going to let things go with just a quick apology. He reached behind him with his other hand and scratched the back of his shoulder, wondering how the hell he could tell her what's on his mind without sounding too uncool. "I know I've said this before," he muttered, "but I really did miss you while in Demon World…"
Keiko cocked her eyebrow. "Seems like you missed my ass and my boobs more."
Yusuke couldn't help but smirk by the slightly colorful language Keiko had apparently picked up in his absence (which never went unnoticed). He smirked and tapped his nose with his thumb as he tugged Keiko closer to him by wrapping his arm around her shoulders. Chuckling, he said, "Well, you definitely have the perks, I won't deny that." His short-lived laugh withered under his fiancée's piercing glare and forced a cough. "But I missed the whole package," he confessed with a light blushing across his cheeks. He avoided looking directly at her and gently scratched his neck. "But I'm not talking about missing your body if that's what you're thinking… I, uh…," He swallowed his goddamned pride and forced his heart to bleed as much mush as it could for as long as he could withstand it. "I missed you, and everything that is you, down to the annoying lectures, the agonizing slaps, the quiet, girly giggles… I missed everything." He paused and frowned a little. "I've been home for several weeks; haven't I told you all of this mushy stuff already?"
Keiko shook her head. "Not in so many words…," Then, a beautiful smile colored her rosy lips, and she muttered, "But I'm glad you finally did even if those feelings were a bit obvious." She leaned in, kissed his cheek softly and slipped her arm around his back, tugging herself even closer to him.
"What about you?" Yusuke lifted a curious brow, "How much did you miss me?"
Keiko was silent for a moment, and Yusuke waited patiently, wondering how she would respond. "Well…, there were times at school when I would go to the roof and expect you to be there…, but then you weren't…and then I would remember that I attended an all-girls school and would realize that you wouldn't have been there anyway." She let out a quiet laugh as she leaned her cheek against his shoulder and smiled. "There were a lot of things I missed while you were gone. But, if you want a simpler, then… I missed you every single day in every single way that makes you you."
Yusuke grinned a little and turned to kiss the top of Keiko's head. His smile, however, faded when he caught all of the eyes of Keiko's fellow peers staring at them. "Uh, Keiko?"
"Hm?" She had been in her own little world, obviously not paying any mind to the attention they were receiving.
"Why is the whole freakin' student body staring at me as if I had groped your chest in public or somethin'?" His eyebrow twitched from all the eyes pointed in his direction. "I mean, I know it's your first day back for the remaining school year, and I did just flip your skirt a few minutes ago, but that was before we reached the gate, so it's not like anybody saw anything…." He mumbled that last part, unaware of Keiko suddenly glaring at him. When he felt the heat of her eyes, Yusuke flashed her an innocent, toothy grin but scowled the moment some dude from the all-boy school glowered at him.
"What're you looking at?" Yusuke spat, absentmindedly pinning Keiko to his side, not liking the way the other guy seemed completely ticked off that he and Keiko were together.
The scrawny fleabag tilted his glasses downward as if to look more threatening than he already was but then flashed a polite-as-hell smile towards Keiko, pissing Yusuke off even more. "Is this street thug bothering you, Yukimura-san?"
Before Yusuke could answer and tell the twerp to buzz off, Keiko beat him to it. "Not that it's any of your business, Fujiwara-san, but this street thug," Keiko pointed to Yusuke and grinned as she touched her cheek to his shoulder, "is my fiancé."
Yusuke stuck his tongue out at the bastard and pulled down on his left eye, oblivious to Keiko. "That's right, bucko." He proudly pointed to himself, "We're getting married someday. Now beat it before I beat you."
With nothing else to say, Fujiwara-shitface whipped around and marched away, and Yusuke snickered as he fluttered his fingers towards the bastard, waving goodbye, but the moment he saw Keiko's frown and death glare, he froze. Just what the hell did he do, now?
"You didn't have to threaten him." She said, pointedly.
"It was a figure of speech," Yusuke shrugged nonchalantly. "Besides, I got rid of him, didn't I?"
"Not the point," Keiko sighed as she stopped walking, her hold on him stilling his feet as well. Ignoring all of the continuous stares, she turned to face him and strung her arms around his neck. He naturally slid his palms to the small of her back and smiled when she smiled. "I have my reasons for not telling my peers about you, and I promise we'll talk later after school, but I have to get going. Okay?"
He didn't argue and slowly nodded, knowing he would lose any argument against her. "Okay,"
Keiko stepped up onto her tiptoes and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, but Yusuke was feeling a bit bold so before she could whirl away from him and head towards the school building, he swiftly cupped her face in his large palms and deeply kissed her, wanting to give the whole damn school something to talk about.
Realizing that Keiko would slap him into his grave if he had ever accidentally made her late for her class, he popped his lips off of hers and smirked as she stood there in a daze. "All right, Cloud 9, time to go to school." Yusuke poked her nose gently, waking her from her trance.
Keiko shook her head swiftly as if to refocus her mind, but then grinned ear to ear before pecking him on the lips once more. "I'm so glad you're back," she whispered into his ear (something he'd heard many times before), but before he could react, she wormed herself away from him and dashed off to the main entrance of her school, leaving Yusuke at the gate with a shit-eating grin.
…
All right, what to do while Keiko's at school…
The arcade was out because the last thing he wanted was to get angry for losing another deadbeat game and ending up destroying the machinery… That would certainly not go over very well…
Kuwabara was at school, so he couldn't disrupt him…
Kurama was out of town, taking some vacation with his mother and new step family since he was away for so long…, and forget trying to hang out with Hiei… Keiko would skin him alive if he even attempted a visit to the cave. (Cave-exploring would just have to wait until he could convince her that he was home for good… that any visit to Demon World would only be brief and not long-term).
So, as he evaluated all his options, he decided to head for the Yukimura Diner, needing some good ole R&R.
When Yusuke arrived, hepulled on the door and slipped inside the diner to find his future in-laws cooking a few customer orders, so he gave them a wave when they noticed him, and then took his shoes off in the small stairway before disappearing upstairs. He waltzed into Keiko's bedroom and closed the door, not wanting to be bothered unless it was absolutely necessary.
Without warning, he hopped onto Keiko's bed and hugged her pillow with every intention of taking a nap, but five, ten, maybe twenty minutes had passed, and he realized he was way to wound up to fall asleep, so he turned on the TV and flipped through about fifty channels, but nothing interested him.
"Maybe I'll raid her underwear drawer," he mumbled to himself, but he knew that if Keiko's parents caught him holding up one of Keiko's naughty panties (a rather delightful change he discovered the first time he flipped her skirt), they'll never let him live to forget it.
So, he started perusing her books, but other than a few English and Japanese romance novels, there wasn't much there… He ventured over to her computer and shrugged. "Why the hell not." But as he pulled back her chair, the pen on her desk rolled off and fell on the floor. Pushing the chair away, he bent down and curled underneath the space of the desk where the feet go and grabbed the blue, feathery pen. As he slammed it on top of the smooth, wooden surface, he bumped his head on the keyboard drawer and doubled over, groaning in pain and not noticing the quiet thunk behind him.
Holding the sore spot on his head, he ducked down when he pulled himself out of the leg cave, and frowned, wondering how a stupid desk drawer could hurt him, but a blast to the face couldn't… but the idea was lost on him when he spotted a light blue, leather-bound journal on the floor, flipped open to one of its pages. "Well, that wasn't there before," he pursed his lips, wondering where it came from. Without further ado, he picked it up and held it in the air to examine it. "Can't be a diary; all of her diaries have a lock on them…"
He absentmindedly wondered over to the bed and glanced at the opened page, and his heart skipped a beat when he saw the first two words: "Dear Yusuke." Since killing curiosity was never a talent of his, Yusuke read on.
DATE: July 21, 1994
Dear Yusuke,
Everyone else is back from Demon World, but two months after Kurama returned, you're still not here…
Do you remember me? Remember our promise? Do you ever regret leaving the Living World? … I understand why you left… that you didn't feel safe inside your own skin ever since your demonic bloodline killed Sensui, I get that, I really do, and I know you're finding answers, hoping to learn how to control your strength before returning, but… I just wish I knew where we stand at this point.
You promised three years, but it's been two. Kurama says you're doing fine and tying loose ends, but… how many loose ends are there to tie before coming home?
I can't wait forever, Yusuke…, and I don't know how much longer I can handle your absence. I love you, and I will always love you even if your heart has forgotten mine, but I need to start thinking about what's best for me… what I want…
My father and mother keep asking about you and when you'll be home, and though I never have an answer for them, I lie and say, 'Soon,' because that's the lie I want to believe, but maybe I've believed in it for far too long.
I meet with Genkai and the others today…, and Genkai told me earlier that she had Kurama pass along the invite to you so… I've decided… if you're not there… if you don't show up, then it must mean you don't care enough about us to come back…
I don't have high hopes anymore so…
I guess it's goodbye… forever.
Have a nice life, Yusuke.
Love always,
Keiko.
Yusuke sat there, motionless for many quiet moments, his mind repeating every word he had just read. He slowly brought his fingers to his eyes and wiped away his threatening tears, not realizing how much he had emotionally hurt Keiko while he was away. "But I came back," he replied, as if she was right there in the room, sitting next to him. Then he noted the date and realized it was an old entry, one written the same day he returned. "I'm such an idiot," he self-criticized, hating himself for the way he made Keiko feel during his absence. He took their relationship for granted more than he wanted to admit, and yet, Keiko still barely held on and waited for him to return.
And what did he have to show for it?
He chuckled emotionlessly and dug his hand into his pocket, feeling for the small jewelry box tucked deeply inside. "I haven't even given her the ring, yet."
Inhaling a deep breath, Yusuke fell backwards onto Keiko's bed and rolled onto his stomach before flipping to the first page of the journal, wondering if there was anything else Keiko had written to him while he was gone.
And when he found the first entry beginning with the same words as the other one, he continued reading, not caring what the consequences could be…
幽 遊 白書
WriterFreak001:
When I originally wrote this story, it was going to be a oneshot, but the document was over 30,000 words and figured that was way too much for a one-shot. Instead of shortening it, I've divided the story up into sections. I have almost the whole story written, but I'm not going to post the whole story if it's not going to be read so please review if you want to read more. ^_^;
I really thrive on reviews.