Disclaimer: YuYu Hakusho is copyrighted and belongs to its creator, Togashi Yoshihiro.
Author's Note: Search was conducted in making this story possible. Lots of research. However, things have been modified in order to mold well into the YYH universe.
Here's the second chapter, so to speak. From here on, the story is going to change. I did not like how the first one was going. Here is the second try. Please bear with me. I noticed that the last story I wrote got really sloppy and just, eww. I did not like it. It was LOUSY.
Pairings: Unknown. Please help me decide!
Genre: Supernatural, fantasy, humor, horror, and not so much general. It is also an AU, an "alternate Universe" for the setting.
Rating: Undecided at this time.
Bitter Sweetness
Kurama could not refrain from pondering to himself as to why the weather has changed so dramatically. It had not been forecasted to rain today, it was supposed to be sunny and have clear blue skies, at least that is what the weatherman had informed. Still, Kurama knew better, that weather was a fickle creature, moody, and was prone to change anytime she pleased. Either way, fair conditions or not, the show must go on.
The rosy haired gentleman bought all of the things needed for the party. He had the streamers, the balloons, music, snacks, and party favors such as games. All he needed to do was put the frosting on the cake once it was done baking and cooling. He still had to set up the decorations, though. Luckily, he spent the night before buying and wrapping presents, so that was one thing off of his list that needed to be accomplished.
As for the entertainment, he made sure they were appropriate for all ages given that his little stepbrother, Hatanaka, was going to be attending at the party since he had nowhere else to go and had no friends to spend time with. However, his mother and stepfather were going out for weekend on a short vacation. It was Kurama's duty to make sure his brother was safe and well taken care of. It was one reason why he chose to remain living here, that, and the fact his mother did not wish to see her beloved Shuichi-kun leave without knowing he finally found someone to spend the rest of his life with. He cherished his mother dearly and thus obeyed her wishes.
Minamino Shuichi's home was a nice place, it was roomy yet rather quaint, and it was also located in the nicest part of town. Holding a party here would be fairly easy with little to no worries whatsoever. Of course his mother knew about it and she did not mind the whole thing in the slightest bit. She believed that was he was doing was the kindest and utterly sweetest for his friends. Shiori was such a sweet woman and he was more than glad that things were finally going right for her in her life.
Today was to be a special day, because now he had the chance to begin showing the female youkai's the good things of human world, to show them that living here was not so bad. Hiei especially, who believed Ningenkai to be nothing more than a despicable dirtball.
He would have to work on that. Human world could be just as nice as demon world, though at least Makai there was hardly any prejudice as they had here. That was one bad side that was sadly obvious and he was sure Hiei realized that more than anything else.
Hiei was not that bad of a demon. Well, okay. She could be, but she was not as bad as she used to be or could have been. He knew she had a great deal of trouble blending in with the humans, especially with her hair, and her rather aloof and antisocial attitude did not help much either. Yukina did not have it so badly, but she did not go out as much as her twin did, and neither did she scope her surroundings by hoping from tree branch to tree branch. Yukina also was well protected by both Hiei and the Kuwabara family, being that she was innocent and delicate like a flower.
The fire youkai had it hard, her life was a sad and tragic story. To whom it may concern, she was the forbidden child of her mother's people and had been cast into the river like a piece of unwanted refuse, to which then she had to take care of herself ever since day one. Technically, she was a rogue. She had every right to feel as spiteful as she did, not many people understood that. He did, specifically because they obviously dated way back before this life.
Hopefully living at the Kuwabara residents will do more than good for her, especially since her sister happened to be living there, too. Although there was still a large fact that Kaguya and Hiei did not get along so well, always picking on each other and confessing how they despised one another. Why could not the two of the set aside their differences, get along, and become more like friends should be?
Kurama chuckled to himself. He viewed their aggression towards one another to be sort of like a form of sibling rivalry, one just had to be better than the other. Sure, they were usually at each other's throats, but he knew that the two honestly did care for one another. It was just there, hidden beneath a veil of quarrelsome antics. The two would never admit it, though, especially on Hiei's end. He usually had to play the mediator between the two females.
Stepping into the kitchen, he went to go check up on the progress of how the cake was coming. Yes, he could have bought one from the store, but he wanted the pastry to be a lot more special than that. He was highly fortunate his mother taught him how to bake and cook, teaching and demonstrating to him lessons since he was a kid. She always told him that he was someday going to make his wife a very happy woman.
[Of course, being the assuming and meddling mother she was, she figured that one of the ladies in his life had to be the one he was going to wed.
"Oh, Shuichi-dear. Is it one of your friends whom you happen to have feelings for? …My little boy. My precious little Shuichi is all grown up now!" She had declared mirthfully with tears in her eyes.]
Kurama sighed melancholily, sweat dropping a little at the thought that arose in his mind. Mothers sometimes knew too much and were usually right, which could be found often more frightening than they ought to be. Mothers and their blessed internal instincts and intuition.
Turning on the oven's internal light, he bent down and peeked in. It looked bout done, the outside the cake had turned to that of a light golden brown. To check further, he carefully opened the oven door. The sweet aroma of the fluffy white delicacy swept his nostrils. Using a toothpick he had set aside for this precise usage earlier, he cautiously pricked the very middle.
Kurama smiled to himself. The cake was done baking after all and right before the timer went off. Standing back up straight again, he turned both the alarm and oven off, leaving the door open. He grabbed the oven mitts and placed them upon his hands, to which then circumspectly pulled the pastry out, and placed it upon the top of the iron potholder to cool.
The toping and icing on the cake was going to be that of strawberries, with actually strawberries on the top bordering the edges and around. He was not a prestige chef by his books, but he knew it would at least taste good. He had also bought ice cream to serve along with the dessert. He knew how much Hiei loved "sweet snow", which was what she often called it instead the frozen dairy's actual name. She was so adorable, but do not ever tell her that, though.
"Shuu-nii!" He heard Hatanaka call for him. "We have visitor!"
Kurama blinked. They were not supposed to be expecting guests until later this afternoon. Who on earth could it possibly- His ears twitched slightly, a subconscious reaction due to also being the silver fox demon, Youko. His demon senses had kicked in, he sensed another youkai amongst them. After sniffing a bit he then knew exactly who it was, despite the smell that was very well in the kitchen.
His eyes widened, fretfulness taking over his calm expression. "…Hiei."
He quickly took off the mitts and the apron, setting them to the side, then made it out of the kitchen. Her being here right now would spoil everything.
He found them both in the living room, standing there. The younger boy was blinking, eyes shifting to and fro between the both of them, while raven haired youkai's expression was that of pure boredom and disinterest of what anyone thought of her. Kurama smiled nervously at the girl, hoping he could pull this off without her becoming suspicious in the slightest of what was going on.
"Oh, Hiei. What are you doing here so early?" He inquired calmly.
The girl hardly blinked before merely replying to that question. "I came to see what you were doing. Why else?"
Well, that certainly made the atmosphere much heavier. Kurama chuckled lightly and waved his right hand at her, flicking it on the balls of his wrist.
"Just getting some chores done around the house is all." He answered, all the while watching her carefully to see she would buy it. He hoped she did, anyway, but then again she did have a Jagan eye.
"I see." was merely her response.
Kurama sighed inwardly, but then suddenly something caught his eye. "Hiei… May I ask what it is you have there with you?"
Hiei blinked and then pulled out what happened to be a video tape from out of the upper folds of her clothing. Now it was Kurama's turn to blink, including his stepbrother's.
"Shuu-nii, what is she doing with a video tape?" Hatanaka questioned, both bewildered and uneasy. "…And it…was under her clothing, right…there…of all places…"
Kurama cleared his throat and looked at the younger teen. "Hatanaka, would you please excuse us by going upstairs while we both discuss private matters?"
The teenager looked back at him, at first puzzled as to why his brother wanted privacy, but then a impish grin appeared upon his façade, tagged along with an iffy gaze. "That's a porno film, isn't it, Shuu-nii?" He drawled out.
Kurama's face fell. "No." He told him, after putting on a firm face. "Now, please. Go upstairs."
Hatanaka pouted petulantly. "But Shuu-nii…" He whined. "How come I can't see it with you? Is she your girlfriend or something? You have an odd taste in women, big brother."
Kurama's face flushed, his left eyebrow twitching at that comment. He directed him to go upstairs now, pointing with his finger. "All the way, now. And don't think I won't know you're there."
Hatanaka sighed in disappointment before he reluctantly obeyed, Kurama watching him intently as he went. Where did that kid get this stuff from? Perhaps from his own father or the kids he went to school with. He supposed this was how Shigure must feel when having to deal with Kaguya. Younger siblings were a lot of work, related to you or not. They can really try your patience, even if you had enough to spare and were the king or queen of tolerance.
"Heh. Little brothers." The redhead commented wearily, closing his eyes for a moment and shaking his head gently. He then turned his full attention back to the demoness. "So, back to us."
The girl's face flushed gently at that last statement, for once showing actual emotions. Of course she could feel and show it, but such a thing was a bit rare with her. She then gave a simple nod, agreeing to carry on with the conversation.
"Another one of those lousy videos from the brat himself." She spoke rather discontentedly, peeved that she was yet again delivery girl for Spirit World again. How Botan lived with this sort of life, well, she honestly never wanted to know.
Kurama's brow furrowed, wondering what it could possibly be on that tape. They had not received anything like this from Koenma for quite some time. "Hmm. You should show that to Yusuke."
"That's where I'm going." She informed casually, sticking the tape back into her shirt. The sash tied around her waist kept it from falling through and onto the floor. "I figured while I was on my way, I'd drop by."
"I see." Kurama said with a nod. "I'm sure it's important. You should deliver it immediately."
Hiei watched him for a moment, her expression turning back to what it once was before. She turned and quickly made her way back out the window, much quicker than you can shake a lamb's tail. She literally looked like a blur, her movements similar to a cat when it springs into action.
The green eyed lad stared towards the open window she had exited through, which apparently she had somehow opened, possibly with her sword. She had better get that video there quick, the clouds outside appeared as if they could rip open at any time. It was now even thundering and lightning, which was not a good sign.
He frowned a slightly, he did not even get the chance to tell her to be careful.
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Yusuke let out a loud belch after he guzzled down his beer he saved over from last night, it was cheap beer since he could not afford the good stuff. He sat, make that slouched, lazily there on the couch as he flipped through the channels in monotony.
"Boring. Lame. Seen it. Crap." He labeled each thing he passed. "Man, at least thirty channels and there's still nothing on this fucking thing." He complained with a yawn. "I seriously need to get better cable. ...Like I can afford it."
Life seemed rather boring now that he did not have to save the world anymore, not to mention that there was no more Keiko around to endlessly nag him to death about his lifestyle. God, how he really missed her, even her bitching. She had not called in weeks and it was beginning to make him wonder if she had completely moved on…without him.
He let out a long forlorn sigh. Just thinking about her made him down.
He knew he was not perfect, hell, he admitted that he was not even husband-like material… But did she had to go? Did she have to leave him like this, all broken inside and hopeless to whether she will come back to him or not?
Failure and disappointment. He never figured it would hurt so much, that is, until now. Having your own girl telling you that you should both see other people was definitely worse than being stabbed through the heart.
After all, he had tried so hard to make it work out. At least in his own way he did. He might had never finished school, since he obviously hated it, but he started his own noodle stand just for her, to prove that he could do something right and be serious for once about their future.
And then she had to leave to America, telling him that she had been accepted at a academy there. If you ask him, she chose to leave Japan to just get away from him. Oh, how he begged for her to stay when she walked down that turnpike to that plane. He tried hard not to, but he could not help it. She was everything to him. They had known each other since they were kids, but now it seemed as though it was finally over, done with.
She said she had to leave him. Told him that she was not the one for him, that she was not his type and that they needed to be with other people. He had informed her that the assumption was, simply put, bullshit. Still, she refused to listen and said that her decision had been made, that it was final. Worst of all, she seemed rather calm and nonchalant from the point of the breakup up to the moment of departure. There was not a single tear in her eye, neither was there any regret. She had quite frankly grown tired of him.
She let him down hard. Real hard.
He supposed he deserved all of it, especially after the way he treated her all those years. He called her a bitch and everything, and hardly much was he ever nice or warm towards her. Karma had came to repay him and bit him right square on the ass.
Right now, she was perhaps in college. He imagined she had made new friends, was doing absolutely well, and perhaps now had a new boyfriend.
["Things don't last forever, Yusuke. At least where it concerns us." She had said to him. "I'm not going to be the one to baby-sit you anymore. And clearly, we're not on the same page. We're...too different from one another. You need someone who's more your speed and style, because I can't live like this anymore."]
Yeah, how typical of a human girl. Packed with mood swings and always changing their minds.
He knew he was now a demon, but did that really make any difference in who he was?
Well, no. She never once did showed any fear of him, even after his demon blood had awakened within him. So, that was not the case with her.
Maybe the fear was that he would have to watch her grow old and die, while he remained ever youthful and alive?
No, that did not sound like her, either.
Was he just not good enough for her? Could he not pacify her enough? What did she exactly want from him? To live in a mansion, to have limitless access to the finest clothes and jewelry, and a husband with a great career and was well educated?
Regardless of why she decided to do this, he knew one thing for sure, that he could possibly never love anyone else more than he did Keiko. She was just that special. At least, he thought she was. Honestly, he just did not know anymore. Life just did not go according to his plans, but did it really ever? She was away in America, beginning a fresh and new life, while he was stuck here in Japan picking up the bits and pieces of what he had left of himself.
Damn, was he stupid for putting all of his hopes and dreams into their relationship. And boy could he tell you, he was not sure if he could move on just yet. He would not admit it out loud, but he cried like a baby that night when he finally came to the conclusion that she may never come back to him.
Kurama told him that she was right, that he just had not found his mate yet. The redhead said he needed to find someone more his type, his speed, someone who liked the same things he did and had a similar background. Did he really just have to pick her side of the story?
Now that he thought about it, he really was not THAT happy while being with her. He guessed the reason why they chose each other to begin with was that they happened to know each other since they were both little kids. They never really got to know other people, at least she never did. He guessed he owed it to her to find herself, since did she happened to allow him to do the same.
And they were not at all that sexually active, to say the least. She enjoyed pillow talk more than she did anything else. He, on the other hand, wanted a lot of action, wanted it right there and then, and was quite rough. Actually, a bit too rough. He felt bad, guilty even, that he had ended up hurting her by accident. He tried to be careful and gentle with her, just like he tried to hold back. He was so afraid he might have broken her. She did not enjoy such roughness, neither did she the pain, and she knew he tried to work with it. Sex was just not that pleasurable between them, that is, once they finally had it. There was just no fulfillment or release in it.
Although Yusuke might have claimed her virginity, he never did her soul. At least that is what Kurama had said, yet again pointing out that he was a demon and that their kind only claims those who are actually designed for them. In other words, a soul mate, which was someone whom you can actually love completely and would always love you back the same way, regardless of any circumstance.
Maybe he was just in love with the idea of being with Keiko, instead of actually being IN love with her. Either way, it still hurt, and it certainly left a mark on him right under his skin. Worst of all, she never once told him that she loved him. He figured that maybe she assumed he knew and that was basically good enough. Truthfully, it really was not.
Suddenly, there was knocking at the door. Make that banging, urgent loud and demanding banging. It immediately pulled him out of his world of thoughts and caused him jump right in his seat.
"Urameshi!" Yelled a familiar voice, followed by more pounding on the door. "I know yer in dere, man!"
Yusuke rubbed his hands over his face as he hissed through his teeth, it was too early of this. Grumbling to himself, he got up and went to the door. Jerking it open, he looked out at her and yelled; "Jeeze! What is it, Kuwabara?"
Kaguya looked rather peeved, gnashing her teeth as if he had committed a grave sin against her. "I've been standin' here fer oveh five minutes, dickhead!"
Yusuke scoffed and rolled his eyes at her. "Pfft. Yeah, right."
"Yeah, yeah. Whateveh, trick. Ain'tcha gonna invite us in'er what?" She gave him quite an intensive look, quirking her brow at him, and cynically twisting her lips into a grimace. She was most likely going to hit him if he did not. Damn, she could be bossy at times.
Yusuke blinked at that remark. "Us"? He looked around outside the hall to see if anyone else was there with her. Kaguya snorted at him and pointed downward, to which then he looked. There beside her was none other than the other pointy hair friend of his.
Yusuke laughed nervously at her, scratching the back of his head and then combed his fingers through his loose and not gelled up hair as he smiled. "Oi. Hiei. Sup? I didn't see ya there."
Kaguya silently choked, rolling her eyes to the top of her head, and then shifting them to the side as to avoid any eye contact necessary. "Kiss ass." She worded under her breath.
"I was going to come in through the window, detective, but then I bumped into this idiot." The shorter youkai said wryly, pausing for a second before her words then became scathing. "Which saved me the time and energy, but I wonder if it was even worth it."
Kaguya snarled at the shorter girl, now sporting a rather sour face. "Shut'it, shortie!" She retorted, pursing her lips together sullenly.
Hiei rolled her eyes and then smirked to herself. "Well, it's true." She rejoined, expectantly waiting for the other girl to respond to that. She silently counted to three.
And right on cue, Kaguya hissed; "Hey, I resent dat remark!"
Hiei fought the urge to laugh, instead looked appeared looked unimpressed. "Don't you mean you resemble it?" The human made it so easy to be riled up. As annoying as she found the ginger haired girl to be, this was certainly one pastime that the fire demon enjoyed.
The fiery tempered girl stomped her foot down, losing her patience with this argument. "Say dat again an' I'll bust a cap in yas! I'll bust yer ass right open!" She warned as her face darkened, shaking her fist at her.
The fire demon grinned at her, spiteful intent shining in her garnet eyes. "Ha! You wish."
The orange haired teen was just about to serve what was coming to the other female, but then got cut off when she heard laughter coming from the doorway of the apartment. She blinked at first, but then scowled. He was laughing. He was honestly finding hilarity in this. Figures. It was Yusuke, after all.
"It's good to see that some things never change." He stated, all the while laughing when he did. What else can he say? It was amusing to see them like this. "Just like ol' times!"
Kaguya narrowed her eyes at him seriously. "Glad teh see that yer alive an' well, buddy, but I can change dat."
The ex-detective immediately stopped laughing and frowned at her. "Some best friend you are."
"Yeah, blow it outta yer ass, pal." She barked, giving him a quirky smile as she shot him the bird. "How's dat for ol' times, Sherlock?"
Yusuke grinned widely at her and flipped off right back at her. "Yer just jealous of mine's and Hiei's special relationship, bitch."
Hiei snorted at that comment, but then decided to play along. "Yes, perhaps she is." Eyes looking back at the taller girl as she smirked.
Kaguya growled at the both of them as she looked away. They might have been playing, but it still sort of hurt to hear that. It was like she was the one who was the spare wheel here. "Yeah, yeah. Don't be so uppity. Shut yer pie holes, you asses." Yes, she wanted to be extremely nice today, but she did not seem so fake at doing it. Besides, being too nice may very well give away that something was definitely up. Let's say, the party?
Yusuke chuckled, then waved for them to come in. Finally.
But then Hiei spoke up. "Actually, Yusuke. I came here to deliver you something, not to chat away senselessly with mindless idioms."
Yusuke blinked down at her, a stupid expression etched across his countenance. Kaguya followed his example.
The apparition pulled out the video tape and handed up to him, insisting upon him to take it. Well, it was either that or drop it onto the floor. She did not really care, either way she sought to be rid of it.
"What is it?" Yusuke inquired curiously, like he did not know. Actually, he really did not. Shows you how smart he was.
Hiei gave him a stare which stated that he was a complete retard. "What do you think?"
The eighteen year old's eye widened in surprise. "Really? Seriously?" Then with a devious grin and chuckle, he teased her; "Back to being delivery girl again, eh, Hiei?"
"Take it or I'll break it." She told him in a monotone voice.
Yusuke continued to laugh, which caused the shorter girl to glower at him. The man seriously had issues or something.
Kaguya looked around jadedly. She could milk it, too, and it would have been worth it but she just did not feel quite up to it right now. "Just take da damn thing, man."
He suddenly shut up, then finally took the object of possession from the other raven haired demon. "Fuck. Fer pity's sakes, both of you girls should seriously lighten up." He commented with an agitated grumbled.
"I have no pity, idiot." Hiei retorted, then turned and left.
Yusuke watched her as she went off towards the stairwell, then called off after her; "Yeah! Nice to ya again, too, Hiei!"
Once she was gone, he turned his attention toward the girl with the orange tresses who waited there patiently. The young Tourin prince raised his eyebrows and gestured for her to step inside, to which then she gratefully oblige, stepping around him as she did.
On her way in, she managed to step upon an empty beer can. She looked instinctively looked down at first as she grimaced, to which only then her eyes traveled around the room. Her expression seemed as though she was inspecting a crime scene. Might as well have called it one, there was trash strung everywhere and beer cans were all over the floor. She liked to drink herself, but even she knew to pick up or clean the messes she creates. It was a lot worse than she had thought it would be.
She kissed her teeth, sneering in disgust as she eyed the place. "I can't believe youse actually ended dis nice apartment inteh ah wasteland. I mean, lookit! Youse done an' killed it half dead already!" She raised a hand up to her ear, pretending to have heard something. "Ya hear dat? It's practically cryin' out in both agony and torment! Soon zombie hands will sprout out through da floor, hankerin' fer revenge! 'Urameshi! Urameshi! Gimme yer brains, youse lazy, half-witted son-ova-bitch!'"
The Makai prince scoffed at her as he closed the front door. "Yeah, well, suck my balls." He honestly did not feel up to cleaning anything lately. "So, what if my mom's a bitch."
She looked over at him and made a face. "Youse do dat. I ain't no cum-dumpsteh." She emphasized the penultimate word. She looked around more, then watched him as he strolled his way back over to the sofa. "Where's yer mom at?"
"Where do you think?" He said rhetorically as he flopped down. "In bed, drunker than a skunk. Where else would she be?" He then leaned forward and placed the video upon the coffee table.
Kaguya watched him and pointed. "Hey, ain'tchya gonna watch dat?"
"Yeah, later. When I feel like it." He said with a yawn, leaning back onto the couch.
"Yeah, sounds just like ya." She commented with a snort, then came over and sat beside him. She crossed her legs more like a guy would instead of how a girl should. But hell, that did not matter here since she could be as relaxed as she pleased. "Youse know very damn well dat dere could be somept'n important on dat thing."
The two looked at each other, amber staring into dark sienna.
"Youse still miss'er, don'tchyas?" Kaguya asked him the obvious question, her tone seemed rather gentle and sympathetic. Apparently she could see right through his soul.
Yusuke said nothing, but he did not need to. She understood how much pain he was in, so it was a bit of a silent understanding there. She saw the torment.
"Yeah. Tough noogies, huh?" She continued, placing her hand upon his shoulder and rubbing it a bit with her fingers and thumb.
It was her way of saying she had his back and that she was there for him to lean on, that is, if he wanted to take the offer. She patted his cheek gently with her other hand, something she would do to her boys whenever they were down in the dumps like this. Her fair porcelain skin was a perfect contrast against his more tan and olive flesh. While she could never tan if her life depended upon it, he, on the other hand, had been out in the sun lately often. She gave him a genuine and glossy white smile, her teeth shining a bit in the dim light. People have said she had a beautiful smile, it was, after all, one of her more pleasing attributes. When she smiled truly, they believed it was like that of receiving one from an angel. It was the charm she happened to possess, really.
Deciding it would be best to change the topic, she spoke again; "Whaddya doin' here sittin' on da couch fer? C'mon, quit lousin' around. Youse should get out an' come shoppin' wit' me. Dat is, if ya wanna or yas not bought yer gifts yet." By her own right, she was not just going to leave him here moping about the past. That is what friends do.
The other punk blinked and furrowed his brow at her, confused now by what she meant about buying presents. "Whatchuu talkin' 'bout, Kuwabara?"
She quirked a brow at him, snorting a bit. "Youse fergot, didn' ya?" She assumed rather than asked. "Lemme getchya back inteh da loop of things. Today's Yukina's an' da shrimp-boat's birthday." She informed, wagging a finger in front of her friend.
Yusuke jumped slightly in his seat, his eyes widening when realization dawned on him. "HO SHIT. I forgot!" He immediately leapt up off of the couch, pushing down upon her slightly for support as he did.
The girl revolved her eyes to the upper left corner in their sockets, blew air through pursed lips, and then smirked. What would he do without her or his other friends? Seriously. She turned and watched him as he made his way towards his bedroom. The place was really small compared to the other's where they lived. "What? Yer not gonna offeh me ah beer?" She teased him, grinning all the more. What? He would do the same thing if he was in her position. "I'm yer guest, man!"
"You know where to look. Get it yerself!" He told her before closing the door behind him.
"Youse look like shit, by da way!" She hollered to him, humoring him all the more.
"No shit!" was his response, sounding absolutely cranky now.
Kaguya snickered, biting her bottom lip for a moment. "Yer goin' wit' me, right?" She spoke out loud for him to hear.
"Yeah, might as well! I ran out of smokes!" He replied, still getting dressed. Up until now, he had been in his pajamas.
Kaguya looked down and stared at the remnants of smoked cigarettes upon the floor. "I see… Ya seriously need teh get yerself an ashtray! Wouldn't kill ya, or da floor fer dat matter!"
"Kiss my ass!" He fired back, with the sounds of him rummaging through his clothes as ambiance.
She snorted at the comeback. "...I swear, sometimes I think youse wants me to."
She then decided to get up off of the couch, headed into the apartment's rather small kitchen, and went to the fridge to see what he had to offer. Upon looking inside, she did not see much of anything. Hell, the fridge was almost bare, being that there was only beer and containers of leftover takeout. She did not bother even looking into the cabinets, knowing very well that those would be all the more empty than this right here. For someone who works at and owns his own noodle stand, he surely had nothing to eat in this place.
This made Kaguya frown in concern. Had he not been working lately? If so, how and the hell was he paying his bills? Possibly his mother had been forking in the dough, at least as of late, but you could not count on her to buy anything at least worth eating. Healthy, anyways.
Had Keiko left such a blow that he was unable to work?
Kaguya let out a sigh. She had not the heart to tell him that Keiko had been calling her at her own place, talking to her, and making her promise never to tell him. The girl was checking up on him, but in a sneaky sort of way. Like a snake.
However, by talking to the brown haired girl overseas, she found out some important information. The major news was that she had, in fact, moved on. Keiko had a new boyfriend and everything and seemed to be doing quite well. Exceedingly well, actually. She had made all As so far, even though she had not yet completed one entire semester. Oh well, it seemed to make Aquarian girl happy.
But still, why would Keiko check up on Yusuke behind his back like that for? If you asked her, it sounded mighty suspicious. Sounds like she had not exactly gotten completely over him, that is, as of yet. Damn, she how hated these sorts of games. You do not go around messing with matters of the heart. It was just not cool. Not right in any form, shape, or matter.
Hearing Yusuke enter into the kitchen, Kaguya quickly snatched herself a beer. Standing back up, she closed the refrigerator door and snapped open the can. Like her friend, she was not that picky when it came to choices of what alcohol to consume. She swigged the liquid contents from it's container. It was bitter, very, but did not have that much of a bite. It would take twice as much as the good stuff in order to get a buzz.
She peered over at him, a serious gaze marked upon her visage. "You. Wuttup wit' da fridge, dude? I'm gonna buy ya some groceries if dis is how youse been livin' lately. I bet money dat youse not even ate breakfast yet. An' beer an' jacks don't cut it."
He merely looked at her as if she had to be kidding him. Yes, normally she would not offer the guy anything like this of the sorts, but that was when Keiko was around.
"Hate teh break it to yas, though it's my treat an' I'm buyin', don't make dis a habit. Got it?" She informed for good measure. Whether she meant that last statement or not, she had not really decided.
"Like I need yer charity." Yusuke replied gruffly, frowning at her.
"Da hell youse do, jackass!" She snapped at him, returning his frown with a glare. "If youse think one single iota dat I'm gonna just sit here an' let youse starve, den yas gotta 'nothah thing comin'!"
The boy sighed, giving up. What was the point of really arguing with her? She could be just as bad as Keiko with the incessant nagging. Actually, she was worse, since his friend here could prove herself to be a hell of a lot more stubborn than his ex. Besides, now that he thought about it, he really had not had a good or decent meal in quite some time. About a month, he supposed, maybe longer. He was not counting.
"Yeah, yeah." He said mockingly, waving his hand at her. "Yer comin' or what?" He turned his back to her, grumbling to himself.
"Yeah, I'm comin'." She said flatly while jerking her head slightly. It was habit she developed from the punk lifestyle she grew up in. After taking a few swallows of her beer, she followed him out of the door. Before walking out, she spotted the keys on the edge of the coffee table and casually had picked them up.
Once outside the door, he absentmindedly shut the door behind her. Turning around, he raised a brow at her as he noticed her staring at him funnily. "What?"
"Ya got da keys?" She inquired of him, narrowing her eyes at him and expecting an answer from him.
He opened his mouth, about to answer with a smart-aleck remark, but then blinked and ended up checking his pockets to see if he actually did have them in his possession or not. He began cursing under his breath as he realized that, no, he did not have the keys after all.
Kaguya cleared her throat to get his attention, taking the keys she had all along and wiggling them right in front of him. "Lookin' fer dese?"
The raven haired prince looked back up at her, then scowled as he plucked the keys from out of her fingers. "Thanks." He said quite cynically and then sighed. He placed the keys into his right pocket. Why did she have to go and play with him like that for?
His best friend grinned at him a bit. "God, yer ah mess." She made a snarky comment and clicked her tongue, then pursed her lips at him as she ran her fingers through his now properly fixed hair. She was a bit taller than him, but not so much, more like a few inches of difference in height. "An' yer welcome, ya son-ova-bitch." She added that with a bit of a quiet laugh and sipped her beer again.
Yusuke merely glowered at her, touching his hair and trying to smooth it back. "Bitch, I just gelled that." He growled, twisted his lips all the more. "Just fer that, yer payin' me back fer the beer."
Kaguya glared at him as she watched him begin to walk off with both hands in his pockets. "You asshole!" She threw at him as she made her way to catch up with him, not seeing the smug expression he wore by hearing her say that. "One-ah dese days, punk, I'm-ah gonna beat yas so hard, yer babies will inherit da bruises!"
…TBC…
Author's Comments:
Finally, the story starts.
Sorry for this most horrible chapter.
But hey, at least I lived up to my promise, right?
And I told you before about the differences that would be in these two girls. It isn't much, but it is there.
You may be wondering why Kaguya seems less mannered than Kazuma, right? Well, she is a girl and she happened to be raised mostly by her brother and hang out with other boys. This happens. She also does not have a desire to be a gentleman, since, well, she's not a guy. The manners are still there, though, but being a girl she is a bit more feisty than her original male self.
Technically, I am trying here.
Anyway, I still need votes on pairings. One vote is not enough to help me decide on what pairings should actually be in this story. Everything is still in the open, even though there are subtle hints here and there.
So, please vote and please review. I thank you very much for reading and hoped you liked reading this chapter. There's still more to come. And who knows, maybe if I get enough reviews and votes... I may make this story a very mature one, if you catch my drift. Sexy, sexy! (And yes, I'll write both pairings, whatever is the poison of choice. Up to you.)
