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Chapter 3: Stalker
"I like you, please go out with me." Yusuke asked for the billionth time.
"Uggghhh… Aren't you done with that crap yet?" Kuwabara groaned. "It's been months…" He mashed a few buttons on the arcade game. "I'm getting real tired of being fucked with…"
"I'm not fucking with you." The dark haired man stated adamantly. "I've been serious from the start." This statement received a glare from the grey eyed man.
"Okay… So, maybe I didn't really understand what everything entailed to begin with but…" He blushed and rubbed the back of his neck.
"We've already been over this Urameshi. You can't." Kuwabara turned and walked away from him.
"But I *can*!" He urged. "God… Kuwabara, I never thought I'd be saying this again but.." He took a deep breath and clapped his hands together in front of his face, bowed his head slightly and closed his eyes. "Please, please, please just kiss me!"
The arcade seemed to stand still. Everything went silent as the people around them stopped to stare at the two men. Yusuke cracked open an eye to see the red face of his friend. Kuwabara shifted uncomfortably a few times before his brow knitted together in a scowl, his fists clenched, he clicked his tongue in annoyance. Yusuke's face broke out into a grin when the red head grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him close.
The moment their lips pressed together the crowd that had formed cheered them on. Kuwabara thought this would be over quickly, but he was wrong. Yusuke quickly slipped his tongue into the taller man's mouth, eliciting a gasp of surprise. Yusuke wrapped his arms around the other man's shoulders, intertwining his fingers behind his neck and deepened the kiss a bit more. Kuwabara instinctively placed his hands on the smaller man's hips. A moment later they parted for breath.
"See? I can do this." Yusuke smirked.
"There's more to it than just kissing.." Kuwabara grumbled, still not convinced.
"I can do that too." Yusuke reached up and nibbled on his ear. "Wanna test it out?" He whispered huskily in his ear.
"Wh—No! You can't just skip to that!" He separated himself from the other man.
"Tch.. Fine, have it your way..." Yusuke rolled his eyes playfully.
"So… You're serious? You want to try dating?" Kuwabara rubbed the back of his neck and glanced around. The crowd had already dispersed, interest lost after the initial kiss.
"'Course." Yusuke smirked. Kuwabara sighed and looked longingly at man he still had a crush on.
"Fine." He agreed. "Lets do it."
"Yes!" Yusuke pumped a fist in the air.
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"Thanks Urameshi! You really saved my ass." Kuwabara held up the papers he had forgotten for one of his lectures.
"Hey, no sweat, that's what boyfriends are for right?" He flashed a smug, toothy, smirk and gave a thumbs up. Kuwabara blushed but nodded sheepishly. "Actually, I needed a reason to come see you anyway." He held out a bag. "It's my first time making it, so it might totally suck, but I wanted you to be the first to try it." Stunned, the redhead shakily took the bag from him. "Let me know what you think." He gave him a peck on the cheek. "I gotta go. Call me later k?" Yusuke started jogging down the street, turning around briefly to wave at the taller man.
"Wow, Kuwabara, you're new boyfriend is really affectionate isn't he…" Okubo scratched his pink tinted cheek.
"Y-Yeah…" He rubbed his own tingling cheek.
"Must be nice." Okubo smiled up at him knowing the relationships he'd had in the past. Kuwabara glanced away, his guilty conscious eating away at him.
"It- it really is nice…"
"But you're not happy..?" Okubo furrowed his brow.
"Its not that.. It's just…" Kazuma sighed and looked around then motioned for his still slightly plump friend to follow. Once they were in a location Kuwabara felt was safe enough he continued.
"We haven't done anything!" He groaned. "It's been a month since I agreed to go out with him and he said he could do it! But—" The red head's face dropped.
"You said he was straight before right?" The shorter man pointed out. "Maybe he's nervous? Or he wants you to take the lead?" He scratched his head.
"I can't… not after…" He covered his mouth with his hand, eyes glued to the floor, ashamed.
"Then… maybe he *can't*…" Okubo ran his fingers through his hair in thought. "Saying it, and actually doing it are two different things… If Urameshi went into this relationship only *hoping* he could then…" The chubby man clenched his fist. "Then he's just as bad as the others!"
"Okubo?" Kuwabara was surprised to hear his mild mannered friend act up like that. Even as a punk in his gang Okubo was never extraordinarily assertive.
"Ah- sorry.. I…" He released a ragged breath. "I just want you to be happy Kuwabara.." He turned and quickly started walking away. "Sorry, I should get to class."
"Wait—Okubo?"
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"Oh, hey, Okubo right?" Yusuke greeted from a table he was cleaning. "I don't remember seeing you here before." He smiled at him.
"That's probably because I've never been here." He rubbed the back of his head and laughed. "I don't think we were ever properly introduced, other than maybe Kuwabara mentioning us before you beat him or us into the pavement."
"Yeah, sorry about that. If you came for a reminiscent rematch I'll have to decline. I'm not quite back to full strength yet." He balled a fist in front of him.
"No, no, nothing like that." Okubo assured with waving arms. The two laughed.
"Want something to eat? The place is pretty dead so it's on the house if you let me practice cooking your meal."
"Ok, sure. I'll have whatever you recommend." He watched Yusuke work for a moment. Okubo sighed. There was no other way than to just come out with it.
"Why won't you have sex with Kuwabara?" Yusuke dropped his pan.
"Shit!" He exclaimed and hurriedly cleaned up. "—the fuck?! You can't just—How do you know about that anyway?!"
"Kuwabara told me.." He craned his neck to see if Yusuke was alright. "After I coaxed it out of him anyway."
"How is it any of your business when I decide to fuck my boyfriend?" The growl in his voice, the intensity in his glaring eyes, the spine tingling flaring of his aura… It was all the way Okubo remembered. Even the grip he held on his shirt collar was the same, albeit a bit weaker.
"You haven't changed much in 3 years have you?" He raised an eyebrow as Yusuke's grip loosened.
"I guess not… Though…." He sighed and went back to making the food. "Forget it… If Kuwabara sent you then I've got nothing to say… If he doesn't know you're here then stay the fuck out of our love life…" Yusuke roughly placed the bowl in front of him.
"I just don't want to see Kuwabara suffer anymore.. He usually picks the worst guys to fall for and I'm tired of seeing him get hurt..." Okubo admitted. "If you can't bring yourself to have sex with him then quit dragging him along…" He started eating.
"So you're just a concerned friend…?" Yusuke watched him skeptically. The chubby man nodded with a smile, absent mindedly complimenting the food. "Its not that I don't want to." He admitted and rubbed the back of his neck. "I mean, I'm a guy too ya know..?" The raven haired man groaned in aggravation.
"So, is both of you being guys—" Okubo was cut off.
"No. I'm just…" He sighed heavily in defeat. "Keiko said I wasn't romantic." He blushed and looked away. "And I didn't want Kuwabara to feel the same way… so I've been waiting for the right time…"
"The right time?" The other quirked an eyebrow as he finished his food. "Why are you worried about what an old girlfriend said?"
"She was never my girlfriend!" Yusuke retorted defensively. "Do you really think her parents would let her ex boyfriend work at their restaurant?"
"I guess not." Okubo chuckled. "You know, Urameshi, I never thought we'd be talking like this."
"Pretty sure most people didn't think I'd be talking at all." Yusuke cleaned up.
"Thats-"
"I think they all hoped you would never speak again." A small man with black hair and glasses entered the establishment.
"Hey, Hiei." The doctor's eye twitched at the lack of formality. "What's up?"
"You missed your appointment. And it's *Dr. Higuchi.*" Dr. Higuchi made his way over to Yusuke and yanked him down by his apron.
"Jeez, what's got your shorts in a bunch?" Yusuke questioned as Hiei shined a light in his eye.
"I guess I'll get going." Sweat ran down the side of Okubo's face.
"Yeah.. ah!" Yusuke replied but as soon as he opened his mouth the doctor shoved a light in it.
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"Hey Urameshi?" Kuwabara looked up from his text book.
"Hm?" Yusuke acknowledged absently, his back against the taller man's, reading a manga.
"Something's been bothering me…" He admitted. Yusuke lulled his head back so it was resting against Kuwabara, that way the red head knew he was listening.
"It's just… you said *again*." He continued.
"Again?" Yusuke wrinkled his nose.
"You said you never thought you'd be saying *that* to me again." Kuwabara felt Yusuke sit up and turned to face him.
"Oh, that…" Yusuke scratched his nose. "Yeah…"
"You asked the other me to kiss you?" Kuwabara asked cocking his head to the side.
"There is no other you…" Yusuke grumbled. "It was just my dream…" He ran a hand through his hair. "It was this stupid thing... To bring me back to life I had to get someone that knew me to kiss me to—" He paused thinking about it. "-Transfer energy or something…" He sighed. "So, as a ghost, I had to convince either you, Keiko, or my mom to kiss me."
"Seems like you would have had better luck with Keiko or your mom..." Kuwabara quirked an eyebrow.
"You would think. But Ma went on one of her binges and I knew she wouldn't be home for days. Keiko would have been easy enough to convince. And I almost had her with the dream communication thing."
"Dream what?"
"Oh, right. As a ghost I could kind of talk to you guys in your dreams. I helped you study for a test that way once." He mused.
"So why wasn't Keiko convinced? Didn't you just tell her what was going on?" Kuwabara leaned back on his hands.
"It was a little more complicated then that… We sent you guys dreams of what needed to happen. You were completely weirded out by the crazy dream and Keiko's mom ended up being hospitalized so she was focused on that."
"Oh! I remember that happening. She over worked herself in the heatwave." A light bulb had went off in Kuwabara's head.
"Right. So I guess that really happened..." Yusuke blinked a few times then shook his head. "Anyway, things being like that, I found you and started begging you to kiss me. Actually I think that was in the arcade too."
"No way." Kuwabara laughed.
"Only I was a ghost and you couldn't hear or see me then."
"So this dream you sent me... Why was I so weirded out?" Kuwabara chuckled, really he was just hoping for a kiss. All this talk about it was making his lips tingle with anticipation. Yusuke smirked and crawled towards him, he mounted the taller man's hips, making Kuwabara lower himself to his elbows, then pushed him the rest of the way down while they made out.
The throaty moans Kuwabara made were irresistible and Yusuke throbbed with each one. The raven haired man licked and nipped up and down the other man's chest, after removing his shirt. His own shirt came off when Kuwabara began tugging at it in annoyance. The red head's rough fingers against his bare skin sent a shiver down his spine. Honestly this was all touch and go for Yusuke, he had watched porn but everyone knows reality is much different right? Right?
Yusuke cursed his body for trembling as they removed their pants and moved to the bed at Kuwabara's request. Switching positions, Kuwabara did things with his mouth and tongue that Yusuke had never even dreamed of. Literally, not once in the two years he was asleep did he dream of this. What was wrong with him?!
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The two men kissed and panted heavily, smiling in the after glow. Yusuke pressed his lips to Kuwabara's forehead and sighed audibly.
"Well," Kuwabara snuggled into the pillow. "I can see how that would be a weird dream. But I would definitely revive you." He sniggered and watched as Yusuke's face changed from confusion to realization then finally to mirth.
"Wanna go again?" Yusuke smirked widely but was met with a pillow to the face.
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Yusuke glared at his mailbox. He knew what to expect. It had been same thing since he started dating Kuwabara. A folded up paper with three sloppy letters written on it.
D.
I.
E.
He thought bullies only existed in schools, but here one was anonymously dropping off a letter urging Urameshi's life to come to a sudden end.
At first he didn't think much of it. As a punk, tons of people threatened him so why should he see this any different? The reason of course was simple. It was simple and it was currently standing behind Yusuke waiting for him to open the mailbox.
"Come on Urameshi, it's too hot to be out here any longer.." Kuwabara groaned. "Did you forget your mail key or something?"
"Wouldn't you know, that's exactly it." Yusuke shoved his hands, and keys, into his pockets. "Guess the mail will just have to wait."
"You serious?" He questioned in disbelief but sighed dramatically. "Well let's get inside and have some ice cream anyway." He scratched the back of his head.
"Sounds good." Yusuke chuckled and followed him inside.
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Yusuke sat on his bed and stared at the paper that was left in his mailbox today. This one was different. Instead of just the word 'Die' this note had oozed animosity and included a picture of Kuwabara. Yusuke was confused. Were they threatening Kuwabara? Or him? Or threatening to hurt Kuwabara to get to him? He sighed aloud and laid back on the bed.
"Guess I can't skip out on training after all…" He lifted a hand and made a fist. Almost there.. He gave his hand a determined look. He had pushed his body as often as he could to get his strength back up to par with himself before the accident and on occasion had worried that it would all be for naught. What use was his strength to anyone anymore? Maybe he just needed a goal to work towards, maybe it *would* be useless in the end, that didn't matter… He wouldn't be able to live himself if he couldn't protect Kuwabara because he was weak…
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Yusuke yawned. It was late… He had worked both jobs that day and was thoroughly exhausted. Though, the jobs themselves weren't all that difficult, the raven haired man had just been having difficulty sleeping lately. He grimaced at the thought of the notes. Ever since then they had all been similar, containing different, updated pictures of Kuwabara. In some of them, Yusuke even recognized the area in the background as places they had been the day before, or Kuwabara would be wearing the same clothing later that evening when they met up.
Someone was stalking Kuwabara and threatening Yusuke with it. What the hell did they want? What did they gain by doing this?
Yusuke felt a hand grab his shoulder. His hand made a fist and swung as he turned.
"Nngh! What the hell Urameshi?!" Kuwabara exclaimed and was nearly cross eyed staring at the fist that had stopped just before reaching his nose.
"K-Kuwabara?!" Yusuke questioned in surprise while retracting his fist. "What the hell are you doing here?" Not that he wasn't happy to see him, of course.
"One of the girls in my cram school asked me to walk her home. Apparently she's been having trouble with a stalker or something..." He scratched his suddenly itchy nose.
"Yeah those creeps seem to be everywhere…" Yusuke muttered.
"She lives around here so I thought I'd swing this way to see if I could catch you before you got off work. Guess we just missed each other." He chuckled with a big goofy grin.
"Guess so. You should have called or something. I would have waited." He threw his arms behind his head and began walking again.
"I did but there wasn't any answer." The redhead raised a brow.
"Seriously?" Yusuke took his phone out of his pocket. "Son of a bitch..." He stared at the notification. "Sorry about that. Guess I forgot to turn the volume up."
"It's alright." He shrugged. "You don't usually answer anyway. More importantly, what's got you so jumpy?"
"Oh. Nothing, just, I was spacing out and you surprised me was all." He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Any way I can make it up to you?" He gave a small wince.
"I'm pretty sure I can think of a way..." Kuwabara gave a sly smile.
"I know just what you're thinking.." Yusuke smirked.
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"This isn't exactly what I had in mind…" Yusuke boredly tapped his pencil eraser to the table. Instead of what he 'had in mind' Kuwabara had asked him to be his study buddy.
"Not everything can be solved with sex Urameshi…" Kuwabara rolled his eyes but did not look up from his text book.
"Why the hell not?" Yusuke huffed and crossed his arms.
"Because then I wouldn't need to study," Yusuke nearly interjected with something like 'see better for everyone!' but Kuwabara continued before he was able. "I could just have sex with my teacher and be graded based on that."
"….."
"Urameshi?" Kuwabara tore his gaze away from his book to look at his boyfriend who had gone rather silent.
"Shut up, I'm trying to figure out if you answered this shit right..." Yusuke was comparing the text of the book to the writing on the paper. The red head chuckled and resumed his studying.
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Of course Yusuke had one suspect in mind for this stalker who was threatening him… or Kuwabara…( he still wasn't clear on that. ) And that was, of course, Jino, Kuwabara's ex-lover. Some of the pictures looked as if Kuwabara was aware they were being taken, or at least, was looking at the person taking them. Urameshi wasn't sure if the pictures were just older ones or if the redhead really was still in contact with the worm…
His nostrils flared as he punched the bag of sand. Damn it… How was he supposed to ask a stupid question like that with out completely crushing their relationship?
"Hey Kuwabara, do you still hang out with your ex?" Yusuke imagined the conversation starting.
"What the fuck Urameshi? You really think I'm that stupid?!" He imagined the redhead flipping him off. "Or maybe you just don't trust me!"
"Shit!" Yusuke pounded the bag a few times before giving it a round-house kick. "This doesn't even go well in my friggin head! So how am I supposed to figure anything out?!" He shouted at the punching bag.
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"You ok Urameshi?" Kuwabara asked tentatively.
"Hmm?" Yusuke absently moved his head in the direction of his lover's voice with out taking his eyes off his manga.
"You've been staring at the same page for 20 minutes…" Kazuma cocked an eyebrow.
"Shit…" Yusuke chucked the book across the room in aggravation.
"What's up?" Kuwabara asked unflinching. He moved to his dorm room bed where Yusuke had been lounging.
"Nothing…" He glared, though Kuwabara recognized it as a pout. The red head rested his noggin in the other's lap. Yusuke sighed sadly and began running his fingers through the curly tresses.
"You can talk to me you know..?" Kuwabara closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling. Yusuke was glad he had closed his eyes, his own stung with tears he hadn't known were there. He suppressed a sob and did his best to stifle the sniffling from his nose.
"I love you, Kuwabara." He said shakily, gulping down another sob before it could escape his throat. This emotional sneak attack was not going to get the better of him tonight! His stress was high and be it paranoia or a sixth sense Yusuke *knew* something bad was going to happen and *soon*.
Kuwabara froze for a moment. The L word?! D-did Urameshi just—carefully he cracked an eye open to look into the earnest chocolate brown eyes of the man he had been dating for the last four months. Were those tears? Shit… Kuwabara forced the gap between them closed and kissed the other man heatedly.
"Mmm.. Love you too Urameshi…" He nibbled the others bottom lip as they parted. During their make out session Kuwabara had straddled Yusuke, taken his own shirt off and was currently trying to get Yusuke's off. Why did he have to dress in layers?!
"What about your room mate?" Yusuke glanced to the bed on the other side of the room.
"Don't worry about him, he—"
"Just walked in the room." A chill ran down Yusuke's spine. He knew that voice.
"Toya?!" He asked incredulously before turning to see the cold glare of none other.
"Do I know you?" Toya scowled at the man who had yet to adjust himself.
"Oh, uh, I guess not." Yusuke shook his head still in shock.
"Um, this is Urameshi." Kuwabara introduced once his shirt was back on. "Urameshi, this is Toya, though you somehow already knew that…" The red head looked between the two suspiciously.
"It's... Like Kurama…" Yusuke explained rubbing his cheek. Kuwabara raised an eyebrow in query but turned his attention back to his room mate.
"Sorry Toya, I'll make it up to you." Kuwabara apologized, hands clapped in front of his face.
"Tch… forget it. I'll stay at Jin's tonight." He quickly grabbed a bag from his bed and left before Kuwabara could protest.
"If he was gonna leave anyway he didn't have to ruin the mood…" Yusuke crossed his arms.
"How shameless are you?" Kuwabara chuckled and returned to the bed.
"Why don't we find out?" Yusuke smirked and resumed stripping his own shirt.
"How?" Slate gray orbs trailed the now toned features of his lover. He licked his lips unconsciously.
"Let's see how long it takes before your neighbors start complaining." The raven haired man grinned excitedly and tackled Kuwabara to the bed.
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A/N: rawr...