HELLO ALL! I don't think I ever properly introduced myself… hmm. Well I'm Rissa, AKA I Touched Yusuke, teehee. I just wanted to introduce myself and whatnot. Wow Chapter 3! I hope to make these chapters longer .. I tend to like, make them short. Boo… But anyway, hope you like Chapter 3!

Disclaimer: I do not own YYH or any of the property. Yu Yu Hakusho is property of FUNimation productions, Shueisha, Studio Pierrot, etc… I'm just a big fan ;D

WARNING: …Is there any warning for this chappy? No…but more Tsuki Yusuke love ;D

Enjoy

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It was hell waking up the next morning. It felt like I had run a ten-mile race the previous day. My legs were stiff and I'm pretty sure I slept on my neck wrong. It was a great morning indeed. Was it ever mentioned that it was a downpour outside? The streets were nearly flooded, and the wind was blowing pretty hard now. Bright flashes of lightning filled the sky followed by the loud angry rumble of thunder. I stared at the ceiling, waiting for something to fully wake me up from my coma. My mind drifted, thinking about what happened last night… never before had he been…so nice. He saved me…was he following me? Was he really…following me?

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!

I jumped, startled by the loud howl of my alarm clock. It was seven in the morning. I immediately slapped the annoyance off, rolling out of bed. My legs screamed for me to lie back down, sending giant waves of ache through me. I winced as I gathered myself on them. Pressing my weight to my heels, I walked into the bathroom, staring at the reflection in the mirror. Man was that a horror to see. My hair looked like I'd been playing with an electric socket. Dark circles draped below my eyes. I could swear that dry drool was on my chin, but that didn't bother me so much. I grabbed my toothbrush, turning on the faucet and watered it down before spreading a good batch of toothpaste on the thick bristles. I slammed the brush into my mouth, scrubbing furiously at my teeth to get them clean. The water continued to run, draining any thoughts of last night away with ease. I continued to stare at the reflection in the mirror, slightly amused at how I looked. What the hell did I do last night? Get in a fight with a curling iron?

I spit out the residue of the toothpaste into the running water, watching it drain away in a swirl. I returned the brush into my mouth continuing the process of scrubbing at my teeth. Back and Forth, Back and Forth, up and down, up and down, side to side, side to side, spit. I scrubbed my tongue for a long time, getting any hint of bad breath away. I finished it off with one final spit into the sink; taking a gulp full of water and spitting it back out. I cupped my hands under the small waterfall, letting them fill, only to splash it into my face. The cold temperature shocked me, waking me right up. I rose, staring at my now dripping wet face. Slowly I brought a towel to my face, patting it dry. I sighed…

I walked back into my room, hearing another growl of thunder shaking the windows. The lightning flashed quickly filling the room with a bright light. I ignored it, walking to my closet to grab a clean uniform. With ease I took it down from the hanger, laying it on my bed. I ran my fingers down my shirt I was currently wearing to the seam, slipping them underneath to pull it up.

"Well glad to see you're up and at 'em."

I turned around to see who it was that was invading the room.

"Hey, Nice bra" He chuckled, a small blush coming across his face. I jumped immediately while pulling my shirt down as fast as I could.

"Yusuke YOU PERVERT!" I went to pull a Keiko and slap him, but he caught my wrist in a blink. His look was soft…and caring… it was different from how he normally would look to me. I looked back at him, confused. Was something wrong?

"…Sorry… I just…came to see how you were doing." He let my wrist drop. "You didn't look so good last night…and…I was worried. That's all…" He looked away from me. I could tell he was a little embarrassed from how he walked in on me. But, something was wrong…

Suddenly I sneezed. A rather loud sneeze I should add. He laughed in response. My sinuses felt congested all of the sudden. "Oh no…" I groaned, feeling that I, indeed, caught a cold.

"See, I knew something was up." He patted my head again. "You should get some rest… it's raining cats and dogs outside." He nudged his head towards the window. The rain looked like a waterfall against it, water making a pattern as it slid down the glass and splashed onto the windowpane. Lightning burst in the sky, flashing brightly into the room. I jumped at the sudden light. Despite my trying to ignore the storm…I was scared of them. He chuckled, pushing me back towards the bed. Then it hit me… he wasn't wet at all. His shoes were completely dry. His hair looked like he had just woken up as well. He was still wearing his uniform, the same one from last night…

"…You were spying on me, weren't you?" I looked up at him. He paused suddenly as if I caught him from doing something. That immediately showed me he was guilty.

"N-no…" He looked down, plastering a fake smile to try and convince me. I didn't buy it.

"You're a bad liar." I replied, smacking his shoulder away from me. "See? You're not wet from the storm. You've had to have been here a while." I pointed to his uniform. "And your shoes are completely dry." I dropped my finger to his shoes. He swallowed. "And you still have that dirt scuff mark from last night." I poked his chest where the dirt was clinging to the material. He was caught. "Care to explain yourself?" I raised my gaze to his eyes, waiting for him to reply. That same smile returned across his cheeks, "Your closet isn't that comfortable…" He chuckled.

"PERV!" I shoved him back as his laughter grew louder. I stormed out of the bedroom, hearing him follow me not so far behind. "So what? Did you pull a ninja and sneak into my room after you supposedly 'left' yesterday?"

"Pretty much"

"You're sick!" I stomped into the kitchen, grabbing the milk carton. I swung the cabinet door open, grabbing a glass, and began pouring the cold white liquid into the container.

"No need to get all pissy about it. I didn't do anything." He leaned against the counter casually, watching me. "You were in my closet…" I glared at him, bringing the cup to my lips as I began to drink the cold milk.

"That's it… The most I saw was a dirty sock on your floor… And those cute skirts you always wear." He scratched his cheek, looking away with a smirk. I felt myself blush at his comment. Not out of flattery, but of embarrassment. I don't know why I was embarrassed when he complimented me in…such a Yusuke way. Maybe I'm just not used to getting them. After all, this is the most we've spoken to one another… In this past week we've spoken more than we would a year…

Things have changed…

But… Why is it that he's suddenly so 'worried' about me? Surely, I can take care of myself. I've been a fighter… I always will be one. It's in my genes. My blood…

"Aw, come on. Don't tell me the cat's got your tongue now??" He leaned to me, trying to snap me out of my thoughts. I stared at him, still pondering his reasons. What could it be? Why so suddenly? Out of the whole year I've known him has he now started to talk to me?

I sighed.

"I'm fine." I chugged the milk down quickly, rinsing the glass in the sink, and returning the milk carton to the fridge. I sneezed again. This time, it hurt.

"Bless you." He smiled, giving me a napkin. I took it slowly, bringing it to my nose. Another sneeze attacked me. "You should go back to bed…" He walked out of the room.

I arched a brow, following him into the living room. He was headed for the front door, his back still turned to me. "Wait!" I nearly jumped as he reached for the doorknob. He blinked, looking back to me in confusion. "What?"

"…You…you can stay if you want." I murmured. I blinked again, staring at me. I dropped my gaze to the ground, the napkin still to my nose. "I mean…it's pouring outside. I'd feel guilty if you walked out in that…" I looked outside the window next to me. The same waterfall filled that window too. He smiled, "Alright… if you insist." He shrugged, walking to the couch. I smiled to myself, following him, sitting down with a fall.

A couple hours passed by quickly. It was now 1pm and the rain started to lighten up a bit. The lightning storm already passed, the thunder could be heard faintly in the distance. Playing cards were scattered across the coffee table in front of the couch. Video game controllers were on the floor in front of us. Boxes of different board games were spread out on the floor next to the cabinet that they were supposed to be in. We had a rainy day game fest. And neither of them was that entertaining…

Yusuke never liked board games. He got frustrated easily with the card games. And he always lost on the video games. So needless to say, we didn't play them for that long. The TV was on some soap opera that usually plays during the day. The girl was crying over her love for a man who didn't return the favor. And the thing was…she was pregnant with his baby. But he loved her older sister. Was a sick story, actually. I don't see how people can watch that stuff. Maybe that's why it's put on in the early hours of the day when no one is home watching their TV's.

Yusuke let himself yell at the TV about how stupid it was. Occasionally throwing a pillow at the television, making the entertainment center rattle at the impact.

"That's stupid! Yeah, you, GUY! You're Stupid! She's crazy hot! Can't you see that!?" He growled, glaring at the TV, as the bad acting television show continued. Once the commercials aired he acted like nothing even happened. "…That looks like crap." He commented on some new restaurant commercial. He seemed to have a say for anything that flashed across the screen. I couldn't tell if he was serious or if he was just trying to be a smart alleck as usual. I didn't mind it really. I sat on the opposite side of the couch, hugging a pillow between my chest and my knees. I let a small chuckle escape me at some of his comments. Despite how stupid they may have been they still made me laugh. He sat in a slump on the other side of the couch, letting his arm lay lazily upon the armrest, and a leg was across the middle of the couch while the other laid a lump on the floor. His smug expression at the TV showed me he was bored. I couldn't really do anything about it since he wouldn't play any of the games I suggested. There was nothing else to do… I didn't want him to leave though… I liked his company. This sure beats the hell out of school, that's for sure.

He turned off the TV with the remote suddenly. I blinked, staring at the now black screen. The TV hummed itself to a slumber. I looked over at him, wondering why he turned off the television. He smirked over at me. "I know what can make this day more interesting." He started to lean over to me that smirk never leaving him. I blinked, feeling the same familiar warmth that covered my cheeks. He got closer and closer, with no intentions of stopping. I couldn't bring myself to do anything but wait.

But…what was I waiting for?

His warm hand slowly met with my cheek, soothing my skin with soft circling motions of his thumb. I swallowed, watching his face grow inches away from mine. His breath landed on my face… I sighed, my eyes falling closed. I barely heard a chuckle from him. His body was now hovering over mine, his hands, caressing my cheeks in the most delicate fashion. I simply melted in the situation…was I dreaming?

I felt his lips on my neck, just below my ear. A sudden wave of shivers racked my body. I unknowingly arched into him, wanting more. His hot tongue made circles against the skin, nipping gently. This was bliss… I couldn't believe what he was doing. He was…so skilled. It was like he had done this many times… Then it hit me.

I opened my eyes, trying to push him off of me.

"Yusuke…Stop." I whimpered, pushing him a bit more. He paused, looking at me in confusion.

"…I…'We' can't do this." I couldn't look at him. I felt his disappointment on me. I stared at the side of the couch, which held us to the middle of it. He sighed, standing up from the couch and putting on his shoes. "You're right. I'm sorry…" He trailed off, walking out the front door. I sat up, staring at the door, hoping he'd come back.

It wasn't going to happen anytime soon…I blew it…

A Week Later…

I haven't spoken to Yusuke in a week since it happened. Since our 'living room' scene. Strange happenings had occurred since then though. A total of 4 murders in the past six days in the same area. Except this time, it happened in the middle of the night. I couldn't put my finger on a lead, and I wish they'd find one already… everyone was making such a fuss over it. It was the latest talk of the school, and I was getting sick of hearing it. Sure, it's depressing that innocent lives were being taken for one sick man's pleasure. But seriously…

School was empty… hardly anyone showed up. Even teachers asked to take the days off. It got to the point where the principal just decided to cancel classes all together. I'm not complaining about any of this, not at all. I'd just wish they would find a lead so that no one would be so paranoid about things. Days were slow. Today was Thursday. I had nothing to do so it seemed even more slow. I decided to go try my luck at the arcade in finding Kuwabara or Yusuke. So I picked up my coat and swung it over my shoulder and walked out of the house. The arcade wasn't far at all, couple blocks or so. There weren't that many people in there either. The smell of burnt pizza hovered in the building. The clings and music of the many different games were echoing in the air as if they were trying to overpower each other in volume. I scanned the building, hoping to see either of them. A certain yell caught me as Yusuke's obnoxious shouting to a game wasn't that hard to find. I walked over to him, taking a seat. He nearly jumped out of his own body when he saw me, "T-Tsuki!"

"Hey…"

"What're you doing here?"

"…Just walking by."

It was still awkward between us, since the whole 'living room' thing. I mean, who tries to make out with someone who has a cold!? I looked at him, then down to the game controllers which were on the brink of just shattering.

"You know, you shouldn't abuse games like that just because you suck at them." I traced my finger along the cracked red button. He growled, "I DON'T SUCK, THESE GAMES JUST CHEAT!" He came back at me. I laughed, "Relax, I'm kidding."

He then smiled, laughing with me. Now if felt as if nothing had happened not even a week ago. But for some reason…despite what HAD happened… I feel, closer to him. Closer than before… His smile was calming. His laugh was soothing… I can't imagine anywhere else I'd rather be than to be here with him. The arcade was noisy and loud… and hardly anyone was in the building. Yusuke went back to playing the game he was desperately trying to beat, but kept failing. I watched him, watching his fingers smack the red buttons on the dash. His eyes were focused on the flashing screen, gritting his teeth in frustration. His brows furrowed when the 'game over' flashed on the screen. "DAMN IT!" he smacked his fists to the dashboard again. "STUPID GAME!" He growled. I couldn't help but laugh. He acts so childish over the silliest of things. Then again…he acts childish period. He looked over at me with a confused look on his features. "Sorry!" I giggled, trying to stop my laughter. I failed.

I couldn't stop laughing. I was in a pool of hysteria. I wasn't even sure I was laughing at him or the game. Neither probably. The laughter just continued to pool from my throat without any signs of stopping. Until I heard a certain voice then my laughter ceased.

"YUSUKE!" a bubbly faerie girl skipped into the building. Her blue locks flew in the air every time she skipped. Her eyes sparkled with worry and delight at the same time. Her smile curved and caressed her cheeks. She danced towards us throwing herself into an embrace with Yusuke. "HELLO YUSUKE!!" she beamed, squeezing onto him. Yusuke struggled to get out of her hold, "GEEZ BOTAN, WOULD YOU MIND LETTING GO!?" He flailed. She blinked quickly letting him go. She giggled in embarrassment and turned to me. "Hello Tsuki!" She smiled giving me a slight wave. "Uhm...hi." I smiled back.

"Alright Botan, why are you here?" Yusuke growled, rubbing his temple.

"It's about your next case!" She pointed. Yusuke froze. "…My next case?!" he jumped. Botan nodded, her look suddenly turning serious.

At that point, I knew we were in for something big…

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So sorry for the late update!!!

Conventions, Drama, and Work/:

But I'm back and I've FINALLY had some time to write. I came back from Ani-Magic and are currently preparing cosplays and whatnot for Anime-LA. I'll be able to hit some out of state conventions as well:3 let me know if you'll be at ALA! I'd love to meet some of my readers:3

To Be Continued in Chapter 4: Expectations.