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POV Kuwabara
Chapter Two Only a Little Pain
"So this place is home?" Urameshi asked with a glance around my bachelor's pad. It was clean. Too clean, actually. I hated it when my house was so clean. It felt impersonal but my landlady wouldn't let me paint or decorate. So basically, everything was white except for a few plants I got from Kurama and the purple throw pillows. There was also a wooden coffee table in front of the white couch and a TV sat on a crate in front of that. "Needs a little color, doesn't it?" Urameshi said.
"My thoughts exactly. You can crash on the couch until I can get another bed. I have two rooms but only one bed."
"You live alone? What do you do about rent?"
"I have two jobs and I go to school."
"Really? What school do you go to?"
"Kurama's."
"I thought that was a school for smart people."
"You don't think I'm a smart person?"
"That hasn't been my experience. I guess I'm wrong though."
"Are you going back to school?"
"I don't think I'm cut out for it, besides, I don't need to."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm very wealthy in the Makai. I have some of my riches in Japanese currency with me. I'll pay half your rent."
"Why didn't you just go look for a place to live?"
"I can't stand living by myself. Bad memories from childhood, you know."
"No, I don't know. Why don't you tell me?"
"My mom used to leave me alone all the time. It freaks me out, okay? And then the whole thing with the stuff… Not wanting a demon son. I hate my mother."
"Maybe she'll come around?"
"I doubt it." He sighed. "She was pretty freaked out."
"I don't know what to say Urameshi. You can stay here as long as you want."
"Thanks pal."
"Don't mention it."
Urameshi flopped back on the couch, looking sad. I wished there was something I could do but I couldn't think of anything. I was just as lost as he was.
Poor Urameshi.
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