Chapter 2

Kuwabara: Fighting on a Battlefield

RECAP:

Kuwabara did the same and found it somewhat easier. Ideas just... came to him. Meanwhile, Urameshi was ripping yet another sheet to shreds. This was even harder than he had thought that it would be.

"Dinner time," Shizuru called. The boys ate quickly. Yusuke, surprisingly ate slower than usual, not wanting to go back to writing. But dinner couldn't last forever. They had made a pact, so when dinner was over, they were going to work full-force. And that was a promise. For one of them at least.

Third Person POV:

After dinner the two boys went back into Kuwabara's room. Yusuke took his spot on the bed, and Kuwabara sat down at his desk.

Kuwabara got out a pen and piece of paper, and got back to work. Occasionally, he would glance around to see Urameshi glaring angrily at the paper as if it had seriously offended him. The larger man had to fight the urge to laugh and force himself back to work. Somehow, he actually managed to buckle down.

One hour, fifty-two minutes later and he was done. He read back over it and was satisfied. It was simple, short, and true. His paper read:

Life is like a fight on a battlefield. You go in confident and sure that you'll come out on top and maybe even a little scared. Then a bunch of strong guys come at you and all you can do is put up your fists and hope to get some lucky shot in. You keep fighting person after person until there's no one left.

Then you finally drag yourself off of the battlefield. At this point, you either come out as a champion at the top of the world or beaten, bloody, and bruised. Either way, at least you fought the good fight, did your best, and lived life to the fulles. After all, that's all that we can really do anyway.

Kuwabara felt a real sense of accomplishment at finishing this assignment. He laughed to himself. This must be how Kurama felt all of the time. Like he had done something... meaningful and good. "Hey Urameshi, you done yet?" he asked, spinning around to see the other boy was still lying on his bed, propped up on his arms.

"Yeah. What about you?"

"Just finished," he grinned and proudly read it out loud.

"Whoa, Kuwabara. That was better than I had expected. Takenaka's going to think that you cheated," Yusuke smirked, knowing exactly how the hot head was going to respond to this.

However, Kuwabara was so happy with himself that he refused to let his friend bring him down tonight. "Whatever. Let me hear yours."

"I wrote two," he shrugged, trying to get the focus off of himself.

Kazuma was flabbergasted. Was he really serious? He couldn't see Yusuke putting in the effort to write one let alone two. He had to be lying, right? "Two? How'd you write two in that time?"

"Not everyone takes two hours to write some stupid essay," the smaller teen teased.

"Just shut up and read it, Urameshi," the red-head ordered, as if he had control over the other boy.

"Nah. I'll save it for Takenaka and let her pick the one that she likes the best."

"Fine," Kuwabara shrugged, figuring that it was probably private. "It's getting kinda late for a school night, ya' know."

"Yeah. I'm exhausted." And with that, Yusuke fluffed the pillows, making himself as comfortable as possible.

Kazuma watched all of this preperation and came to a very important discovery. "I'm not sleeping in my bed tonight, am I?"

"Nope," he yawned, stripping his clothes down so that he was only in his black boxers. "You can have the air matress. Night."

One would expect Kuwabara to be mad, but in reality he was used to it. Usually when Yusuke stayed over, he took over the bed and everything else. So, as normal, hepulled the air mattress from under the bad and laid down on top of it. "Night Urameshi."

Yusuke fell asleep and started snoring seconds after he closed his eyes. Kuwabara on the other hand, laid on his back propped on his arms. He couldn't sleep. All that he could do was lie and wonder what Urameshi had written down. He could always go into his friend's bag, read it, and put it back without the detective ever knowing it. But as a true man of honor, he could not and would not go against Urameshi's wishes. He sighed and closed his eyes, forcing himself into sleep with great expectations for tomorrow.

A/n:

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