Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or any of its characters.

Summary: Being a teenager is hard. Just when you think everything's going well, it all suddenly starts to turn complicated. You have to face this drama and that drama. It's one drama after another. Well, that's life.

Broken Lovers

Part I - Beginning: Chapter 4

"Do you think this will look good on me?"

"Oh, yeah! It suits you! But I don't know if you should wear it to the party..." Botan sounded like she wasn't entirely sure.

Keiko was unresponsive for a moment, scrutinizing the outfit she had in her hands, "Right, I don't think so either."

"Still, maybe you should buy it. I mean, you would look really nice if you wear it. Just keep it for another occasion or something."

The brunette heaved out a heavy, disappointed sigh. "Botan, I'm not sure if I have enough money to pay for two outfits."

The other girl punched her fist against the palm of her other hand. "Oh, I see!"

Keiko shook her head in a disapproving manner, and glanced back at the elegant gothic dress she still held in her petite hands. After a while of ogling it as if it was the last time she would ever see it, she finally placed it back at where she first found it.

"I never knew you were the gothic type of girl, Keiko," another voice teased.

A tall, teenage girl – who looked rather matured for her age – with long, silky auburn hair and small, light brown eyes, stood next to them, looking back at Keiko with a small smirk lingering at the corners of her mouth. She's Shizuru Kuwabara. Known to be quite the female gangster at their school, Hakuen High School. Heck, she was even a leader of her own gang or, her 'troupe', as she would like to call it. Although she lacks a sense of feminine than most girls, she makes it up by being able to think like an adult than a regular teen – most times.

"I'm not," Keiko denied. When Shizuru raised an eyebrow at her, she went on, "I just like anything that's cute."

"Riiight," was the sarcastic response she earned in return.

The shorter girl shot a warning look at her, which was obviously the direct meaning for her to drop it, and Shizuru raised her arms up in the air in defeat as a response. There was still a toothy grin on her face though.

"I'm pretty surprised that you haven't looked for a wedding dress yet."

"Botan!"

The said girl let out a little laugh. "No, I mean like, seriously. I thought you would do that, it's expected of you."

"Why would I need a wedding dress?" Keiko retorted in a frustrated voice and looked away with a dark red colour on her cheeks. "Not like I'm going to use it anyway."

"Eh, really?" Botan taunted and her best friend's blush only darkened in response.

"Oh, quiet, you silly girl," she tried to silence her.

"I'm sorry, Keiko, but I think I agree with Botan," a soft, yet timid voice chimed in. The brunette groaned exasperatedly and turned to look at the smallest girl in the group with an incredulous expression on her face.

"You too, Yukina?"

The girl just smiled apologetically at her.

A cute-looking teen with a small, and slightly skinny body, Yukina Jaganshi absolutely charms almost every male that dared to look at those big, innocent crimson blood eyes and green hair with a slight shade of blue in it of hers. She's kind-hearted, and soft-spoken, also quite graceful, if I might add. She's only the second famous girl in their school, with Keiko being the first.

"We all know you like Yusuke ever since you've land your eyes on that handsome, tanned face of his," Botan teased once again, noting the way Keiko fumed at her words, in spite the obvious way her cheeks were flushing.

"Sure, I like him. I'm not going to deny that 'cause I'm the one who told you girls in the first place. But I am NOT planning to marry him. I mean, just... you girls know how he is! Why would I ever be a wedded wife to a man like that?"

"Oh, but he's got you love-struck, girly!" Shizuru added, pointing a finger at Keiko's face. The girl only looked away, finally giving up on her efforts of stopping them.

"I wonder how their kids would look like in the future..." Botan uttered out all of a sudden.

Keiko's big, brown eyes widened in surprise, her cheeks flushing redder as more embarrassment crept into her skin. "Geez, Botan!"

The other three girls broke into a howl of laughter as their poor friend began yelling at them indignantly.

"Oi, Kurama! Open the door!"

Instead of knocking it like normal people would, the person outside started banging on it – rather violently actually. A loud, exasperated groan was heard throughout the house, and the redhead stood up from his seat on the couch. Not forgetting to tell Shiori who was cooking in the kitchen that he would get it.

Kurama opened the door, albeit reluctantly and fixed a glare at the faces of his friends.

Yusuke arched an eyebrow at him. "Geez, Kurama. What the hell made you so freaking pissed off?"

"I am not upset, Yusuke," he corrected the other male in a polite voice, but anyone could sense the underlying anger in it, "But don't you know how to knock?"

"Pfft, of course I do," the delinquent dismissed him with a wave, "Didn't you see what happened? I knocked, didn't I?"

"No, Yusuke... you banged on my door."

The said teenager blinked at his redheaded friend for about a few seconds, before shrugging his shoulders in a nonchalant manner. "Feh, whatever. Got you to open this damn door anyway."

Kurama sighed, and resisted the urge to slam the door in Yusuke's face.

"I wouldn't mind if it was just me at the house, Yusuke. But, my mother is here too. And I'd rather if you don't act... how do I say this..." he paused, thinking of the suitable word to describe what was on his mind. After a while though, he chose to use a different sentence altogether, "... Er, just act like you at least have some manners."

"Oh, shit." Yusuke's eyes widened, as if he was surprised to hear this. "I didn't know your mom was here."

"Of course, she's here, you clown," a voice snorted. "They – as in Kurama, and his mother – live here, remember?"

Yusuke shot a glare at the shorter male beside him. "Oh, yeah, thanks for reminding me," he replied sarcastically.

Hiei Jaganshi, twin brother of Yukina, though the two is obviously different. If Yukina's polite and kind, then Hiei's the exact opposite of that. A short male - he is rather sensitive if people even try to talk about his height – with spiky, raven hair with a streak of white and eyes in the colour of crimson, just like his sister's. Snide, sarcastic and have a low tolerance on people who can't keep an intelligent – and interesting – conversation with him. Known to be quite the loner at Hakuen Senior High School, but a close friend to Yusuke's and Kurama's.

"For what purpose have you come to my home, really?" Kurama chimed in before the other two could even start a fight.

He suddenly noticed a certain friend of his that was not there. "And where's Kuwabara?" he asked again, not giving either of them time to answer his first question.

"Well, he went to buy a gift or whatever, for Yukina. He said he wants to give it to her tonight," Yusuke replied casually. Still not justifying Kurama's initial question with a proper answer.

"Oh?" The redhead raised an eyebrow and then turned to look down at Hiei. "Did you hear that, Hiei?"

"I am not deaf, you doofus."

"Mmm-hmm."

Kurama stared at the short teen for what seemed like the longest time, his gaze scrutinizing and mocking at the same time, a sly smirk playing on his lips. Hiei, in spite of the fact he was uncomfortable – both because of his friend's stare and the topic of discussion, decided to ignore him. Although that was proven hard to accomplish. The longer the stare continued, the more he was losing control of his patience.

Finally, after minutes – though it felt like hours for Hiei – of Kurama gazing deeply at him, and Yusuke staring back and forth at his two friends, Hiei finally said, "Well, get your stupid, fucking ass moving. You're going out."

"Hmm," Kurama mumbled absent-mindedly in response, still focused on trying to get Hiei to snap. "Where to?"

Instead of an answer from the short male – not that the redhead expected one anyway, especially after the awkward moment that had occurred just now – he received it from Yusuke. "About that, I want you to come to my house."

Kurama finally averted his gaze, much to Hiei's relief. "What?" he muttered, his eyes now fixated on Yusuke and his brows creased.

"Er, I was hoping you'd help for the preparations of the party," the one in question retorted with a wide, ear-to-ear grin spread on his face. One problem was though, Kurama DID NOT seem pleased about this.

"Yusuke, pardon me if I'm rude. But, don't you think you should do the preparations yourself?"

"Aw, come on, man! You've always lend me a hand with my parties before, why not lend it again this time?"

"I am aware of that, but I'd rather stay here and read a book, thank you very much. Just for once, Yusuke."

"Screw books, Kurama! Sheesh, you sound like Keiko..." Yusuke rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Did I detect a hint of jealousy?" Kurama taunted the delinquent, paying no mind to his comment about books.

Yusuke was about to make a smart remark when Hiei interrupted them. "Will you buffoons stop bickering like children? Let's just get out of here already." Apparently, he was growing bored and sick of their slight mouth-war. He wanted so badly to cut their throats, so they could no longer speak. Though the idea was morbid, it was tempting at the time. He just wants to get this over with so he doesn't have to be with these...idiots anymore.

"Speak for yourself, midget," Yusuke shot back and this earned a glare from the said 'midget'. "You basically look like a kid."

"I swear I'll kill you if you speak of my height ever again."

In return, he got a roll of the delinquent's eyes. Yusuke had gotten used to Hiei's threats a long time ago, after all, they know each other for years now. "Sure, Hiei. Can't wait for that. But you're right," He then turned to Kurama, "Let's just go."

The smartest in the group didn't manage to say anything when Yusuke suddenly looked over his shoulder, and shouted, "Hey, Shiori-san! We're gonna borrow Kurama, is that okay with you?" He ignored the exasperated look his friend was sending his way.

Shiori's head popped out from the kitchen. "Ah, Yusuke-kun! I knew it was you!"

The said black-haired teen scratched the back of his head, and grinned sheepishly. "Uh, yeah. Sorry for banging the door. I was just asking for Kurama's help about my party."

"Oh, yes! I heard about it," She peered at her son, "I take it you agreed?"

Kurama's mouth parted to utter something out but Yusuke cut him off once again. "Of course he did!" His grin widened and he wriggled his eyebrows at the redhead, who mentally sighed in frustration. "Right? After all, your mom had always taught you to always help someone in need. You wouldn't want to disappoint her, am I right?" That was an obvious trick to get him to comply.

Kurama swallowed a lump in his throat. "Yes, you're right, Yusuke," His voice dripping with suppressed irritation. Although he didn't like the idea of giving in to someone's forceful ways - in this case, Yusuke - but he didn't want to look bad in front of his beloved mother.

"That's great! Well, off you go now! I'll see you soon, Kurama!" Shiori greeted him a goodbye, and went back into the kitchen.

When he was sure she was out of his sight, he glared at Yusuke, but he only earned an awkward laugh in return.

He sighed and shook his head. Lazily, he stepped outside the house and closed the door, a click sounded and he turned around to look back at Yusuke and Hiei.

"Come on, we've got job to do."