It Was Hot, Chapter 3: Yusuke's and Koenma's POV

It wasn't fair. He shouldn't have to go through this. He shouldn't have to lie to his friends. He shouldn't be suffering under the affects of this godforsaken heat. He shouldn't even be here. He should be with Koenma, or better yet, Koenma should be with him, where he truly belonged. He shouldn't be taking these goddamn heat-inducing pills so to fool everyone into thinking that he had gone into heat when he was supposed to and not a month earlier. He shouldn't have to hide his experience with Koenma. But lately Yusuke Urameshi has been doing everything he shouldn't, so his current scenario came almost as no surprise, despite how much he hated it.

"Fuck this!" Yusuke snarled, throwing the vile of little red pills at the wall, glaring at it when it bounced off the wall and rolled across the floor. Koenma wouldn't be happy to know that he had manhandled the pills in such a way – they were hard to come by – but at that moment Yusuke didn't give a shit. The pills were the closest thing to him at the moment that he could blame all this problems on, seeing as how King Enma and even Koenma weren't here, and rules and class divisions weren't something that could receive a physical beating or emotional tirade. So Yusuke had to settle with throwing a small vile of pills at the wall for relieving his anger, and sulk as quietly as he could, lest anyone heard him.

Yusuke decided to focus on something else, at least for the time being, to assuage his anger and frustrations. He closed his eyes and tried to focus on a sound… and turned bright red. Now that he thought about it, this wing of the house was filled with pleasured screams of desire and want from the demons that were actually in heat. Not the best thing to focus on, especially when the heat-inducing pills' effect still hadn't completely worn off yet. Much to Yusuke's embarrassment and indignation, he started to get hard.

"For fuck's sakes!" he exclaimed. "Those are my friends!"

That made no difference to Little Yusuke.

Yusuke tried to block the sounds out, but now that he noticed them, he couldn't. It was impossible. Against his will, he listened to the other's pleasure filled screams, and began to pin-point whose scream was whose. The pillow-biter had to be Hiei, the little demon was too proud, even in heat, to show everyone weakness. The screamer had to be Suzuka, and not just because the voice was similar, but because the word "beautiful!" was being screamed every few moans. The low, purr-like moans were coming from Kuruma – definitely the sexiest sounds being made. It almost sounded like he was trying to coax a certain someone into his room. Yusuke guessed that the large thumping noise, like the sort a hurricane would make, mingling with loud moans was coming from Jin – figures that the bastard would lose control of his powers when overcome with desire. Shishi's screams of pleasure were pretty typical, but oddly femme-sounding (Yusuke would have to tease him about that later). Touya's was the hardest to pin-out. Yusuke guessed that Touya was a pillow-biter just like Hiei. The two smallest and cutest of the demons wouldbe too shy to scream their brains out.

For awhile, Yusuke just laid there on his bed, absentmindedly playing with himself, as he thought over his friend's relationships. First and foremost was Hiei and Kurama's relationship. From the very beginning, Yusuke had suspected that there was something going on between those two. There was just something too intimate about the way they conversed with one-another, stood unnaturally close to each other, knew so much about each other, and cared for each other. Hiei didn't mind it when Kurama - just Kurama - touched him, Kurama didn't mind it when Hiei played with his hair (if you're not Hiei, don't attempt this). Kurama was always oddly careful and gentle around Hiei (Yusuke later learned that this was partly because Hiei was a more submissive demon), and Hiei, whether he knows it or not, has always submitted to Kurama in a few small ways that he wouldn't for anybody else. They even slept in the same bed together – sometimes. And they cuddled. Of course, the cuddling was done by accident – their bodies moving on their own accord in their sleep – but that didn't stop their embarrassment or Yusuke's teasings when he caught them. In fact, there was a time when Yusuke thought they were mates (and made an off-hand joke about Hiei being pregnant, which totally went over everyone's heads), just really low-key about it. Then he realized that they weren't actual mates, they just wanted to be, but both of them were too unconfident about their feelings and too scared of what could happen to actually make a move on the other. That, in its self, was sad. Hiei and Kurama were perfect for each other in that whole "soul mates"-sort-of-way: they balanced each other out, made each other happy. There was no one else for them, and they even knew that. But, yet, those two were as shy and secretive about their feelings as ever – wait, actually just Hiei was. Yusuke had never felt so fucking proud in his life when Kurama finally started to put the moves on Hiei, albeit in a strange, out-of-character sort-of-way.

Yusuke laughed as he thought back to all his favorite "Kurama and Hiei" moments. Like when Kurama once shoved Hiei out of danger and the two ended up in a comprising position, staring into each other's eyes for a good minute (then Kuwabara walked in and ruined the moment). And all those times Kurama shared a tent or a bedroom with Hiei whenever they had to layover at a hotel or set up camp when on a mission. And Kurama's innuendos were hilarious – they were so unlike him.

He must be desperate, Yusuke thought with a chuckle.

Of course, the innuendos went completely over Hiei's head – he never got them. He just assumed that Kurama had eaten some bad food or had hit his head too many times, making him act weirdly. Yusuke refused to believe that Hiei was innocent – he wasn't sweet enough – but it was apparently obvious he was. Demons, male or female, flirted all the time with Hiei, looking him over and smiling suggestively in his direction, but Hiei never noticed. It was like he had blinders on or something. Yusuke couldn't believe all the opportunities that the petite demon had passed up – he never made the same mistake. Whenever a pretty demon, male or female, asked for his companionship, Yusuke was happy to oblige. After all, he was a half-demon, not a saint.

So, one day, Yusuke asked, quite innocently, if Hiei was a virgin. Kuwabara had choked on whatever he was eating, and Kurama had shot Yusuke a dark look for putting Hiei on the spot like that. But to all their immense surprise, Hiei actually blushed – faintly, but it was there: a thin spread of red across his button nose and over his smooth cheeks. Whatever scary threat Hiei had muttered was lost to Yusuke – he had his answer. Hiei, the "bad boy" of their group, was a virgin – the only virgin. Never had a sexual or romantic experience in his life, which was sad in more ways than one. For one, never being loved romantically at least seemed like a horrible way to live to Yusuke, he at least had Keiko in the past, and a variety of other little flings he failed to mention to Keiko. And Hiei was adorable, almost in a childlike way. Petite, smooth fair skin, large blood-red eyes, silky and fluffy black hair, slender but surprisingly fit – if Hiei wasn't Yusuke's comrade, close friend (TRY getting the fire demon to admit it!), and love interest of one of his other close friends, he'd go after Hiei.

But, enough about Hiei and Kurama's inevitable relationship (because Yusuke knew they'd get together eventually), There were other couples in this house deserving Yusuke's scrutinizing attention; like Jin and Touya for instance.

Jin and Touya were like Hiei and Kurama in one solid way: bound to be together no matter what. The two orbited around each other, seemingly bound to the other's hip. Like Hiei, Touya was almost annoyingly innocent – a result of his sheltered upbringing, Jin once told Yusuke – and was totally oblivious to Jin's obvious affection for him. Jin wasn't like Kurama – blurting out over-the-top innuendos as a way of communicating his feelings, but it was still just as obvious.

Jin was like Touya's body guard, his protector. Even though the petite ice demon was powerful enough to easily dispatch anyone that annoyed or frustrated him, Jin still followed Touya everywhere. He'd glare menacingly at anyone that so much as looked at Touya in a wrong way, and whenever particularly bold demons would come up to flirt with the collected ice demon, Jin would stand behind Touya in an obviously confrontational pose, showing off his muscles and giving the offending demon a ferocious look. Those demons never stayed around to chat for too long. At the Dark Tournament, it quickly became known to all other demons – except Touya, of course – that Touya was Jin's, and whatever would-be suitors Touya unknowingly had were soon scared off.

Besides Jin's overprotective tendencies was his complete inability to argue with Touya or deny him anything. Touya simply thought that this was because Jin was just too easygoing and happy-go-lucky to bother with arguing, but Yusuke knew better. Touya had Jin completely whipped – and the ice demon didn't even know it!

A third trait of Jin's affection for Touya was Jin's easily brought-on jealousy. Genkai, Chu, and Rinku told Yusuke of all the times Jin almost knocked Suzuka's head through the wall for getting a bit too forward with Touya. Most of the stories were comical: a strong breeze catching Suzuka while in the air and sending him miles away, Suzuka being punched senseless, the others having to hold Jin back from tearing Suzuka apart, the list went on. But what really surprised Yusuke was Touya's reaction to Suzuka's flirtations with Jin – he never knew the ice demon could be so… cold.

When it came to showing affection, the normally stoic Touya was shy and sweet. An all-too-obvious blush would appear on his ivory face, and he would suddenly be at a loss for words. Whenever presenting Jin with a present or put in a rather intimate situation with the wind ninja, Touya would, for lack of better words, turn into a shy little school girl. That never ceased to amuse Yusuke. Icy, cutthroat Touya, who shows little to no mercy in battle and was known to give whoever annoyed him frostbite, could blush and stutter like an innocent little virgin. Naturally, this obvious display of Touya's poorly concealed affection went right over Jin's head. The guy was just too dumb to get it, Yusuke supposed. But in direct opposition to Touya's winsome shyness and adorable blushes and stutters were his absolutely cold reactions when jealous. Given the chance, Yusuke was sure Touya would annihilate every slutty little whore and eager little submissive that came on to the ever-oblivious Jin. Bad things happened to those demons: knives narrowly missing important body parts, ice suddenly appearing and freezing them to the ground, frostbite rendering their fingers and toes completely useless, the list went on. Yusuke was glad that he and Jin were just buddies, or else Touya would freeze his balls like he did to Suzuka so often.

Despite his current melancholy situation, Yusuke laughed. Suzuka, now better known as the Beautiful Blue Balls, was always on the receiving end of Touya's jealous rages. The guy's had his nuts frozen so many times Yusuke didn't understand how they still worked. The only things that saved Suzuka from having his balls frozen off entirely were his friendship, Touya's honor code, and Suzuka's obvious love for Shishi. Touya wasn't dumb – he knew that Suzuka was just confused and frustrated over his affection for Shishiwakamaru, and attempted to divert that frustration by flirting with other demons. Although Touya didn't catch on that he was Suzuka's favorite victim after Shishi, whom he harassed more than anyone else, he recognized that the times Suzuka flirted with Jin were few and far in-between to be really worried about. Beyond that, Touya was too honor-bound to freeze off the balls of his comrade and friend, no matter how perverted he was.

Thinking of Suzuka's many punishments made Yusuke think back to Suzuka's and Shishi's relationship. Of the three relationships, Suzuka and Shishi's was the one Yusuke knew the least about. They were friends, of course, but nowhere near as good of friends as Yusuke were with Kurama, Hiei, Jin, and, to a lesser extent, Touya. Yusuke had known Kurama and Hiei for years, having gone through the worst times with them. He could almost honestly say he knew them inside and out, or, at least, had a very good idea of what was going on inside their deranged demon heads. Jin was Yusuke's buddy, almost like Kuwabara's demon counterpart. They went out drinking, partied, sparred, watched porn, talked about their unrequited love – all those things guys did together. Yusuke's, Jin's, and Kuwabara's escapes were often joked of within their circle of friends, as the three were constantly getting into fights at demon bars and getting involved in affairs they really had no business getting involved in. Touya was also Yusuke's friend, but not nearly so much as the others. Yusuke's relationship with Touya was more of a "my-best-bud's-girl/boyfriend-that-I-also-happen-to-be-friends-with" sort of thing. Yusuke loved to tease Touya, but only a little. He was too scared for the safety of his precious ball sack to do any real teasing.

But Yusuke's friendship with Shishi and Suzuka was different. They had become friends overtime, but distantly. Suzuka was more closely friends with Chu, Yusuke's other drinking and partying companion, and Jin than Yusuke. The three of them had gotten close over their time training with Genkai, despite Suzuka's near-constant sexual harassment of Touya and Jin's reactions because of it. Shishi, on the other hand, became more close to Touya. They were almost like girlfriends, which Yusuke loved to tease them about when he could. Calling Touya and Shishi anything remotely feminine touched a nerve, and most didn't live to tell the tale. Apparently, more submissive "male" demons were very touchy about being called effeminate, which Yusuke and Kuwabara learned about the hard way.

Yet, despite their distance, Yusuke could plainly see the sexual tension going on between those two. Shishi and Suzuka were playboys, getting more pussy and ass (just ass on Suzuka's part – Yusuke thought he was depriving himself) than even Yusuke and Kurama did. They didn't commit. So the growing attraction between the two of them caused a lot of frustration in them, which they both dealt with differently. Shishi suddenly went celibate, and Suzuka seemed desperate to get in Shishi's pants. Whenever sexually harassing Shishi didn't work, Suzuka moved on to a different target. Normally it was Touya, who was typically oblivious, but sometimes it was Kurama or Hiei or even Yusuke himself. Suzuka didn't flirt with Kurama or Hiei very often – they weren't innocent, not even Hiei was that oblivious, and wouldn't stand for Suzuka's harassment. Death threats were made and Suzuka would quickly back off. As for himself, Yusuke could only recall twice that the blond idiot tried to get in his pants, once when Suzuka was coherent and once when the blond was drunk. Yusuke didn't react nicely to Suzuka grabbing his ass, feeling his abs and biceps, or making sexual comments. Suzuka quickly learned to leave the half-demon alone.

But what really ticked Yusuke off was when Suzuka hit on Koenma, which happened more times than Yusuke would've liked. Koenma's and Suzuka's interactions were few and far in-between, but every time they did happen to meet, Suzuka would somehow sneak in a grope or two. Koenma was tragically innocent, never having been openly hit on because of his class position and because he looked like a toddler most of the time. The political scheme he was involved in (thinking about it made Yusuke grind his teeth) made it so Koenma, for all his seven hundred-plus years of life, was a virgin. Needless to save, Koenma was practically as oblivious as Touya, and would let out a surprised and much undignified squeak when groped. Yusuke was always quick to defend Koenma's honor, running up to Suzuka, yelling "Bastard!" and punching the blond across the face. Suzuka would be sent flying into the wall, and Yusuke would be put into a very awkward situation, trying to explain why he did that. He usually managed to stammer out that he didn't like to see his friends get harassed (you don't mind it when Kurama does it to Hiei), that Koenma was his boss and he couldn't let him be treated that way (since when did that matter to you?), or that he just didn't like seeing people get taking advantage of (bullshit!).

Yusuke sighed. Who was he kidding? Everyone knew that he had the hots for Koenma. It wasn't like Yusuke was a master at concealing it. He acted the same way when he was in love with Keiko, only worse. Yusuke wasn't blind, he saw the glances everyone gave each other whenever he talked about Koenma, or was in the same vicinity as Koenma. They annoyed him, but what could he do? Deny his love for Koenma? He tried that, it didn't work. He didn't want to receive another talk about his feelings and what he should do about them from Keiko or Botan. Those girls just loved to meddle. It was like their life's duty was to see their favorite spirit detective mated to the one he loves and live happily ever after.

Yusuke snorted. Fat chance. Not with Big Daddy Enma around to fuck everything up. After saving the worlds a bazillion times, Yusuke thought he deserved at least one thing, one prize besides a pat on the back and a "job well done." But, no, not even that. He wasn't in a fairy tale; he didn't get to ride off into the sunset with the beautiful princess, or in this case prince, and live happily ever fucking after.

Yusuke could feel his spirit energy begin to rise, the furniture beginning to shake at the merest hint of it. The heat-inducing pill's effect was gone; he was his old self again. Might as well pack up and leave. He was done with this pretending bullshit. Screw what the others think – who cares if they find out what transpired a month ago? That was the fucking happiest moment in Yusuke's life, and he was sick of denying it ever happened.

Trying to calm himself down, Yusuke once again tried to focus on something else – and was met with very pleasant scenarios. His spiritual awareness and heightened sense of smell and hearing told him that, at long last, his friends were mating.

A roguish grin stretch across Yusuke's face. Man, what he wouldn't give to be a fly on the wall of those rooms. Friends or not, they were hot, and Yusuke wasn't completely averse to watching his buddies get it on. But Yusuke wasn't completely stupid and lustful, he heard about all those mating stories. Interrupting a mating couple or being caught spying by the dominant partner was a certain death wish. Dying for wanting to see Hiei or Touya getting pounded wasn't on Yusuke's to-do list, so he decided it was best if he left.

Repacking all the things he brought with him, Yusuke felt the familiar melancholy settle back in. His happiness for his friends was coupled with a now even bigger feeling of depression. Hearing his friend's finally realize their long-felt desire made Yusuke feel even more lonely and miserable. He would give anything to be like one of the couples in the other room, mating with his one true love…

Wrapped in his depression, Yusuke didn't notice the approach of his former sensei, until she spoke.

"Going somewhere?" Genkai asked in her crackly old voice.

Yusuke spun around. He had just finished packing and was eyeing the window, thinking of a way of escape without being caught by Genkai. Well, too late for that now.

Yusuke stammered a response. Great, how was he supposed to explain this? ""Hey Grandma, I know demons are typically in heat for a week or two, but I just suddenly got over mine, so I'll be going now! Bye now!""

That wouldn't work.

Genkai's eyes rolled over to look at the blue pills scattered across the floor. Yusuke's voice got caught in his throat. He was in deep shit now. Dread started to seep in. No one had to know what had gone on a month ago. No one could suspect that Yusuke had already gone into heat. Koenma had made that perfectly clear. But now the jig was up. Genkai could see through any lie. There was no way he was getting out of this one.

Yusuke felt his stomach curl up in a knot.

He failed Koenma. What if Genkai felt the need to tell everyone? What if King Enma found out? What would happen then? What would happen to him – worse, what would happen to Koenma? He should've just followed Koenma's orders. Taken the pills and masturbated the entire evening. Now everything was fucked up. Why did he have to be so stupid?

Genkai looked back up at Yusuke. Yusuke stood still, staring at her in a challenging way.

Genkai sighed. "Come," she said calmly. "I can't talk to you seriously with those jackasses having sex in the background. Let's go to a quieter place to talk." With that, Genkai turned around and walked away, not even looking back to see if Yusuke was following.

Yusuke blinked in surprise. Now was his chance to escape. But, Yusuke realized he was going to do something stupid again. He mutely followed Genkai.

Genkai led Yusuke to the other side of the mansion. The blissful and antagonizing sounds of sex melted in the background, and soon the only thing Yusuke could hear was the soft sound of rain and wind coming from the small storm outside. They eventually happened upon a large set of sliding doors, which Genkai pushed open. The room inside was elegantly but moderately furnished. A small, low to the ground table was in the center. Two cups of hot tea were steaming on the table. It was clear that Genkai had expected to have this meeting.

Genkai moved to one side of the table and sat down on the pillow used for a seat. "Sit," she commanded.

Yusuke quietly obeyed. He sat opposite of Genkai.

Genkai picked up her teacup and took an agonizingly long sip. Yusuke waited impatiently for her to say something, but she didn't.

"Well?" he snapped.

"Well what?" Genkai said calmly.

"Aren't you going to bitch me out and ask a million stupid questions like you normally do?" Yusuke demanded.

Genkai's eyes had an odd look in them – it looked almost soft, considerate. The look made Yusuke feel uncomfortable and bad for snapping at her.

"No, you dimwit, I'm going to wait for you to tell me what's wrong. Get it out of your system, already," Genkai said sternly.

Hesitant at first, Yusuke, to his surprise, did exactly that. He started talking about his problem and then he couldn't stop. Genkai sat and listened, an expressionless look on her old face, not saying anything. Yusuke wondered in the back of his mind if this was what having a meaningful talk with your mother was like – he never had one before.

When he finished, Genkai took another long sip from her tea.

"Well? Say something!" Yusuke said impatiently.

"What's there to say, Yusuke? A month ago, you and Koenma mated, and now you're trying to keep it a secret so King Enma and Koenma's fiancée doesn't find out. It seems to me that the both of you got yourselves in a huge amount of shit," Genkai replied.

Yusuke's face turned red. "We didn't mate, we almost mated. George, you know, that blue ogre that always chaperones Koenma everywhere, walked in on us before we finished the job. And don't make it sound like it all happen on purpose or something! It was an accident, I didn't mean for it to happen," Yusuke yelled.

"Whether you meant for it to happen or not is irrelevant," Genkai snapped back, her voice louder than it was before. "It did happen, you dimwit, because of your stupidity."

"Shut up you old hag!" Yusuke yelled.

Genkai ignored him. "You thought you were "sick"? Bullshit! You knew you were in heat, but you went to go see Koenma about that solo mission anyway and the both of you got at it like fucking bunnies! Now look at the huge fucking mess you're in now, Yusuke!"

"Shut up shut up shut up!" Yusuke screamed even louder.

"You planned it, didn't you? Deep in the very back of your brain, your heart. You couldn't stand the thought of Koenma having to marry and be mated to someone else, and so, in your lust-driven heat, you decided to make him yours so that other prince from hell couldn't have him!"

"SHUT UP!"

"What the fuck were you thinking? Did it occur to you what would happen as a result, or were you just too fucking selfish to care? Koenma was supposed to be a virgin. That was part of the fucking agreement made before you were even fucking born!"

"Don't talk about him like he's some virginal girl!" Yusuke screamed.

"Didn't I tell you? Boy, girl – it doesn't matter in those worlds! Both are on a relatively equal playing field when sex's involved. A war could break out over this, Yusuke, when Koenma's fiancée and King Enma find out, and the worlds in the Reikai aren't the only ones that are going to be affected – all of the worlds will be, because of you –"

"SHUT UP!" Yusuke screamed one last time. The house seemed to rattle with his scream.

Genkai finally fell silent, staring at her former apprentice reproachfully. Yusuke was on his feel now, his power given a jump start from his anger and frustration. Objects swirled around them in a circle. Then, simultaneously, everything fell to the ground as Yusuke fell to his knees.

Yusuke stared at the floor. "I – I didn't mean to fuck everything up so bad, Genkai. I just – I just…"

Genkai's eyes took on that almost motherly look again. In a quiet voice, she said, "I know, I'm sorry, Yusuke. I… I just don't like seeing you screw up like this, or in this much pain. I know you love Koenma, I know you want to be with him, I know you deserve to be with him, but some things just aren't meant to be. Some things are just better left… let go… No matter how bad it hurts."

Yusuke balled his fists.

"What would you know, Genkai?" he asked tightly.

After a moment, Genkai said, with a sort of forlorn remembrance in her crackly old voice, "I was in love, once, with my old teammate, Toguro – yes, I know that's a little hard to believe, but it's true. We had the world planned out for each other, had this beautiful life pictured in our heads, but it all went wrong. Toguro became power mad, and before my eyes, the man I loved rotted away. I tried to stop it, but couldn't. To this day, I wish I could've tried harder. But there was nothing I could do. The only thing I could do was let go, which I did. I moved here and lived as a hermit for all these years until you came along and fucked everything up." Genkai gave Yusuke a small, shaky smile, but it quickly slid off her face. "I know it's hard, Yusuke, but some things you can't change, and Koenma's future is one of them. You're better off trying to find someone else."

"Did that work for you?" Yusuke asked quietly.

Genkai said nothing.

"Genkai, I know I fucked up, but I'm not ready to give up. Hiei and Kurama, Jin and Touya, Suzuka and Shishi – they got their happily ever after, I want mine. You know Keiko and Botan, two fucking hopeless romantics; they filled my head with all their fairy tale crap. Keiko used to tell me that I'm like a hero in one of those stupid fairy tales she's always read: the underdog, the guy no one suspects to be great, rising up above everybody and saving the world and living happily ever fucking after with his one true love. I've been living the fucking shitty ass fairy tale so far, Genkai – where's my happily ever after?"

"Life's not a fairy tale, Yusuke," Genkai said softly.

"I know, Genkai," Yusuke said quietly. "Just, sometimes, I wish it was."

The two fell into silence, both of them too preoccupied with their thoughts to sense their blue-haired friend outside the door, listening, with tears streaming down her pretty face.

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Koenma felt like an angry ram was inside his head, giving him a massive headache. He had been up all night crying again, and had woken up this morning to run to the bathroom and puke his guts out. He hated this, feeling weak and helpless, so depressed and miserable he was sick. He had been stuck in his teen form for a month now, ever since that one fateful, blissful night with Yusuke. His powers and abilities had taken a sudden drop – a result from his depression, no doubt. This had happened before: whenever he was miserably depressed about something, he was miserably useless as well: too melancholy to do even one simple spell.

His relationship with George, his blue ogre assistant, had gotten very tense. Koenma could see the mixed feelings in George's eyes: disappointment and pity. Koenma hated to be pitied – he was a prince for goodness' sakes – and hated making George feel disappointed even more. But Koenma refused to feel ashamed of what had transpired between him and Yusuke, despite trying his damn best to cover it up. That night had made him blissfully happy, happier than he had felt in a long, long time.

"Here are your papers, sir," George said more than a little awkwardly.

"Thank you, Ogre," Koenma replied a little stiffly.

You could cut the awkward tension with a knife.

Then another one of his assistants ran in.

"Sir!" the girl cried out. "Prince Noboru is here to see you!"

Koenma hissed in displeasure, avoiding George's eyes. He knew the blue oaf was looking at him.

"Send him in," Koenma ordered with a wave of his hand.

In a sweep of majestic black and red capes, Noboru entered the room. He looked far too cool and handsome to ever be possibly allowed, and Koenma spied a few of his female, and some male, workers swoon at the sight of the handsome prince.

Koenma felt bile rise in his throat.

"Koenma," Noboru said grandly. His voice was seductive and velvety, like melted chocolate.

Koenma's assistants looked ready to faint.

"Noboru," Koenma said tensely. He focused on the paper he was stamping, determined not to look at the dark prince before him.

Noboru frowned a little, then grabbed Koenma's chin, tilting his face up, and planting a kiss on Koenma's lips.

Koenma squawked indignantly, moving away. George took a step forward, but said and did nothing.

Noboru, unfazed, smirked. "Is that any way to treat your fiancée?" he asked.

"What do you want?" Koenma snapped. He was in no mood for games. He reached over to grab his binky from the corner of the table – Noboru had managed to knock it out of his mouth during Koenma's surprise. He put the pacifier back in his mouth and shot Noboru a harsh glare. Seeing Noboru only reminded Koenma of Yusuke, and how much better Yusuke was than the dark prince.

Thinking of Yusuke made Koenma's heart clench painfully, and the prince bit his lip.

"I just wanted to see how my sweet fiancée was doing," Noboru said innocently. He sat on the corner of the desk and reached out to smooth Koenma's silky brown hair away from his face.

Koenma flinched but said and did nothing.

"I'm so glad you're in this form," Noboru said, smoothly and contemplatively. His hand moved to grab Koenma's chin again and make him look his fiancée in the eye. Noboru's smirk widened. "You're so much prettier in this form… It makes me… impatient." Noboru's hand slid away from Koenma's chin and down his neck.

Koenma flushed a little and swatted Noboru's hand away.

"Well, you're going to have to wait," he hissed.

Noboru ignored him. "I just wish you'd take this stupid pacifier out of your mouth." He grabbed the pacifier and tugged.

Koenma gritted his teeth to keep the pacifier in place.

Noboru shrugged and gave up. "Oh, well. When we're married, you'll have no choice but to do what I say."

Koenma felt his heart tighten even more. "We're not married yet," he hissed. He hated the fact that a portion of the marriage contract said that Koenma had to completely and entirely submit to his husband. It literally gave him nightmares.

"No, but we will be, soon." Noboru smirked.

Koenma looked up at him. "Not soon at all – not for another three hundred years, at least," he said firmly.

Noboru laughed. "Yes, yes, of course." He smiled at Koenma, showing off his perfect white teeth.

The smile made Koenma shiver, and not in a good way. The smile Noboru was giving Koenma was just like everything else about him: conceited and predatory. The look made Koenma's skin crawl and he quickly looked away.

Noboru laughed again. He loved making Koenma nervous and scared.

"You better get used to me," he said to Koenma in a low, dark voice. "Pretty soon, we're going to be spending the rest of our lives together. You, me, and all the beautiful little children we conceive."

Koenma said nothing. He tried to remain as still as possible, not show his fear as he continued to do his work. He knew from experience that Noboru lived on intimidation, and didn't like back-talk. It wasn't Koenma's place, he said.

The thought of Noboru's belittling made Koenma's blood boil and heart ache. Yusuke never belittled him, not like that at least.

Noboru moved behind Koenma's seat. His hand fell upon Koenma's shoulder. Koenma froze. Kneeling down on one knee, Noboru's hands began to wander as he placed kisses on Koenma's neck.

Koenma immediately jumped to his feet and moved away from Noboru's touch.

"Stop it!" he cried.

Noboru stood up and slapped Koenma, not hard enough to send the prince to the floor but hard enough to sting, in more ways than one.

"What's wrong with you?" Noboru hissed. "I can do whatever the fuck I like you – who's going to stop me?" Noboru grabbed Koenma's arm and pulled the prince of the Spirit World into his arms. Noboru places ferocious kisses and bites on Koenma's neck and lips, his hands sliding down Koenma's back to cup his behind.

"L-let go!" Koenma cried, struggling. He wished Yusuke was here to protect him. In Koenma's surprise, his pacifier slipped out of his mouth and across the floor.

Noboru ignored him, continuing his molestation of Koenma until a sharp cough caught his attention.

"My prince," a sharp, stiff voice called out. "We're going to be late for our meeting if we don't leave now."

Koenma and Noboru looked up. It was Rafu, Noboru's right-hand man, who spoke. In some ways, Rafu reminded Koenma of Kurama: both were beautiful, effeminate-looking bishounen with similar calm and calculating attitudes. But Rafu lacked Kurama's warmth, goodness, and playful teasing. Now he looking at Koenma with the most hateful look in his beautiful blue eyes, a look that would make plants shrivel up. It was as if he blamed Koenma for Noboru's actions. This didn't surprise Koenma – Rafu had always hated him.

With a world-weary sigh, Noboru released Koenma from his strong hold, and Koenma stumbled away. He smirked at Koenma, and said "See you later" in a low, seductive voice, then swept out of the room with Rafu.

For a minute or two, everything was silent and still. Koenma's face burned from embarrassment and anger – his workers just witnessed him being molested – again! Fuck, he hated Noboru. He was always doing this. When they were younger, before Noboru developed a sex drive, he would humiliate Koenma with pranks and name calls, but now his favorite form of torture was molesting Koenma in front of his employees. His employees, of course, couldn't do anything, even if they could overpower Noboru. Their station wouldn't permit it – Noboru would see them killed.

That was the last thing Koenma wanted. So he ordered that none of them were to help him, even George, who hated Noboru possibly as much as Koenma did.

Right now, Koenma couldn't look at George, although he could feel the ogre's eyes on him. He felt so ashamed. George was the only parental sort of figure he had in his life, protecting and guiding him to the best of his abilities. Koenma loved George like had never loved King Enma.

Shame engulfed Koenma, and he felt ready to retch. Koenma sprinted away to the nearest bathroom, not hearing the two sets of feet following him. He threw up in the toilet for a good five minutes, a large clawed hand rubbing his back.

Koenma looked up, teary eyed, at George.

"It's not fair," he whispered.

"I know, sir," was George's melancholic reply.

He handed Koenma his pacifier. Koenma took it and placed it in his pocket. He still felt sick.

Botan stood behind George, so far unnoticed by Koenma. She had seen the whole thing that had gone on between Koenma and Noboru. She, too, hated Noboru.

It's not fair! She thought angrily in her head. Koenma should be with Yusuke, not Noboru! Yusuke's a much better man than Noboru!

Silent tears streamed down Koenma's face. Botan fell to her knees and wrapped him in a hug. George joined the tender hug.

Koenma closed his eyes, his head between Botan's and George's. Then, he said the words that would change everything.

"I think I'm pregnant."

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So, there you have it! The third chapter! I'm SO sorry I took so long to update. School gets in the way, and I just got a job, and I'm incredibly lazy. But you've all be so incredibly wonderful! :) I'm going to try to update AT LEAST once a month from now on.

So, this chapter is really angsty and dramatic, isn't is? I hope I didn't make the ukes too femme. A lot of angst going on between Yusuke and Koenma, poor babies. And Koenma's pregnate! And engaged to another man! DUN DUN DUNNNN! (LOL couldn't resist :P).

One thing I want to talk about is Keiko. In a lot of yaoi Yusuke/Koenma or whoever else Yusuke is paired with stories, Keiko's a bitch. I actually like Keiko, and I like to think that she's a great and treasured friend for Yusuke. I wanted her to always be there for Yusuke, not feel bitter and resentful and bitchy.

And then there's Botan. Botan's going to be pretty important. I absolutely love Botan, so she's not going to be a bitch, either.

If you're all wondering about Genkai, I tried, I really did, to stay as in character as I could, given the situation. Genkai looks at Yusuke like he's her son, and so I tried to put her in that sort of motherly situation. In the anime, it was hinted that she had a relationship in the past with Toguro, but Toguro went to the dark side and it all went horribly wrong. I thought it was sweet and heartbreaking, so I gave it a shout-out. No, Toguro's not going to magically come back from the dead and live happily ever after with Genkai.

I happen to love fairy tales, so that's why there's a lot of references to them.

Well, that's it. Until next time! R&R, please, and give me constructive cristicism, if you can! I know not everyone's a critic. I'M not. I hate hurting people's feelings.