Rated: R for use of language, sex scenes, rape, and some violence.

Summary: Kurama and Yusuke are just in a budding relationship, when Kurama is accepted into a study abroad program for college. How will their relationship hold up, and will they be able to keep their promise of love?

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho, or any money or I could buy the rights to it.

AN: Ok so do you want to know why I skipped posting for two weeks? During the week I can't work on my fanfics because of school, which leaves me only the weekends. Well the weekend before last I came down with a horrible fever, and I swear I died for a few seconds on Saturday. I was at about 104 degrees. Then I missed school Monday and Tuesday so I had tons of make-up work. Then last weekend I had to go to a school dance with my girlfriend. I had the worst case of homework procrastination and writers block ever.

Now not to worry because I halve spring break this week, and plan to write my ass off. I even tried to make this chapter a bit longer to make up for not posting. Remember that some time has passed between this chapter and the last. Also I have to give credit for inspiration from the fanfic Intangible for the part about Yuusuke getting sick. It was also inspired for my own horrid ordeal.

Chapter 7 Cake!

(third person)

"Lick it!"

"No I'm not licking it."

"Oh come on you know you want to..."

"No."

"You'll like it."

"mmm...you're really talented."

"Oh baby, you know it!"

Kurama licked the rest of the home made frosting off of the spoon Kiri had forced into his hand with a pleasant smile on his countenance.

"Do you think Caitlin will like it?" Kiri questioned throwing the dishes in the sink.

"Definitely. I have to say I was half expecting...something more hazardous to my health. That was actually good."

"Hm. If you weren't so cute I would take away your cake privileges just for saying that!" Kiri scolded lightly.

The kitchen now looked like a disaster zone. Egg goo, and batter coated the counter. Measuring cups, pans, and a disturbingly long knife were piled in the sink ready to go in the dish washer. It was enough to make the kitsune cringe.

With a chillingly proficiency he started to clean up her mess. Kiri stood back, watching with amusement.

"Um...Shuuichi isn't that a bit much?" she asked when he pulled out a spray bottle of diluted bleach from under the sink.

Kurama shifted to look at her mirthful smile. He couldn't help his cleanliness. The art of thievery takes absolute perfection, and the ability not to leave a single trace of evidence. As Youko cleaning up his tracks became second nature, and now in his human form it was a habit he had failed to break.

"The eggs breed salmonella. Bleach will kill any bacteria."

"Is that so? Then why do you vacuum patterns on the carpet?" Kiri teased him. Actually she was curious about that one...

"That's just a quirk...My mother always thought it was nice." Kurama frowned a little.

"Right." Kiri finished up frosting her cake, and Kurama finished wiping down the counter.

(Kurama's POV)

"Shuuichi?" Kiri said stressing the e sound at the end.

"Yes?"

Kiri twirled around, and stuck out her hand. A small slip of paper was shoved right in my face.

I had to blink cross-eyed so I could focus on the words written. It didn't help that her hand-writing was barely legible.

"Can you pick up some groceries? I used up the last of the milk, and eggs..."

I took the paper and examined it closer. I couldn't help but chuckle in exasperation. "This is almost all junk food...how do you stay so thin on a diet like this?"

"Fast metabolism, and you don't have to buy everything on there just the things we are out of, and I really want the Oreos...and the orange juice...oh and please I can't live without Dr. Pepper."

I smiled at her to show I would heed her request.

"Alright then, I'll be off. I hope you enjoy your date with Caitlin...how long should I be away?" I really didn't want to walk in on them one more time. I swear I'd seen Kiri without cloths as much as I have seen her with them on.

"Um...just call when you are coming home, and you won't get any nasty surprises." She winked and giggled. "Thanks Shuu-chan. Next time I'll buy groceries, but I'm buying as much junk food as I want. I can't believe you are such a health nut."

I just shook my head, and grabbed my coat on the way out.

With fall came the nippy air that preludes winter's snow, and the rusty shades of fallen leaves. I put on my coat, and zipped it all the way up to my chin. It wasn't cold enough to be uncomfortable, but just enough that it forced you to wake up.

I had all day to get things done, so I decide to walk to the store instead of taking the bus, or Kiri's newly bought car. It was interesting to walk along the store fronts all decked out for the holidays. Right now it was all about Halloween.

Jack-o-lantern window stickers, and hanging skeletons surrounded signs about costume sales, and Haunted house adds. The closer it got to the actual day itself the cheaper things were. That didn't really matter to me. I would never dress up in one of those ridiculous outfits.

I did try and buy candy for the trick-or-treaters, but Kiri ate it all. I guess while I'm shopping I'll buy more. I'd only have to hide it for a day, because tomorrow night is the Spook fest itself.

I walk on the cross walk, and enter the local Safeway. My nose twitches. I always hated the smell of grocery stores. You can smell the floor cleaner, sea food, vegetable, and bakery scents just mixing together. That just isn't natural.

The list only required a few things so I grab a hand held basket, and saunter down the main isle. My eyes scan over signs directing you in the correct way, and any additional things that might be of interest.

I'm just grabbing a bottle of Dr. Pepper, when I get the feeling that I'm being watched. Casually I put the beverage in the basket, and glance over my shoulder.

That's when I see Yuusuke II...I mean Cade. He's standing at the end of the chip isle looking at me strangely. When he sees me looking back at him his face brightens with recognition.

"Hey I do know you!" He walks over, and I'm reminded yet again how much he resembles Yuusuke. "Shuuichi right? I saw the hair, and well...not many people have hair like that."

I smile in a polite greeting. "Your name is Cade if remember correctly?"

"Sure is. So what are you shopping for?"

"Just a few groceries." I figure that is a given in a grocery store, but it is rude to point something like that out.

"Yeah, I'm just buying some crap for my party tomorrow night."

I can see chips, and beer in his chart. I'm guessing that he is probably of actual drinking age. Its weird to think he is older than me. Yuusuke is younger by a year, and I just imagined his look-a-like would be a similar age.

"What are you doing after this?" He asks grabbing a bottle of Mountain Dew (AN: The best soda to get high on).

"I'm not sure. I still can't head to my dorm for another hour at the least." I really didn't have a plan to use up my time. I'd planned on going to the park perhaps, and spending some time with outdoors. Fox spirits don't like being pent up inside so much.

"Hey you can hang out with me. I was going to get a bite to eat want to come?" He was smiling like it was the greatest way for him to spend an hour of his time.

I was ready to decline the offer when he added in, "You can always use more friends right?"

"I suppose your right. One can never have to many friends." If Yuusuke was here he would have repeated what I'd just said in a mocking voice, stressing the word friends, and at the same time threatening Cade with a fisted hand. He is a little protective of me at times. Actually I find it kind of cute... not to encourage his bad behavior.

"Great we'll just meet in the front after we check out."

"Alright."

It would have been alright, except I'm not very good at self-check out. The concept is easy enough to follow. You'd think an intelligent person like myself would have no problem, but is seems that either their scales were off kilter or just not sensitive enough. The irritating computer voice kept telling me to 'please place your item in the bag' when I had already done so.

Finally after I was finally finished I met Cade in the front of the store. He was trying on various sunglasses off of a rack by the pharmacy.

"Nice look." I commented when he put on a pair with fake diamonds embedded on the corners, clearly meant for woman.

He smirked. "Oh don't I look fabulous."

Together we left Safeway minus the glasses. I allowed him to store my groceries in the trunk of his car while we went to eat at a nice corner Deli. It was small, but not in the crowded fast food way. The sub sandwiches weren't half bad either.

The more we talked the easier it became for me to find the differences between Him and Yuusuke. In reality they were quite numerous. I'd say besides the looks, and outgoing personality not much could be compared.

Cade wasn't someone to start a brawl, and he went to school regularly without complaint. He could get a bit arrogant at points, but I was able to look past that. Even I can be arrogant at times.

He was just telling me a story about when he got lost driving to Reno, and had to barter gas off of some hillbilly at a run down gas station, out in the middle of the desert. I didn't really get the point of the tale, but apparently that is how he learned how to knit...luckily before too many questions could fill up my head the check came.

I still had another couple hours to kill so I took his second invitation of the day, and joined him in decoration hunting.

"I still need balloons and streamers...you know the usual stuff." He told me as we walked into a Party Supply store.

"I'm not very well acquainted with the holiday, but Halloween revolves around the black and orange color scheme correct?" He chuckles.

"I keep forgetting your foreign with that English of yours. How'd you get so good? Most Japanese visitors say their R's and L's at least a little funky."

"Practice I suppose." I hadn't expected him to say that. Personally I always thought I had more than enough room for improvement.

He looks at me for a second with a rather intense gaze before answering my first question. It left me feeling transparent...or maybe more translucent. Oh never mind, none of that makes sense. It was a rather odd feeling that swept through me, and the reason unidentifiable.

"Cups, plates, napkins. Anything orange of black works."

From the amount of plates he bought I assumed this would be a big party. One would wonder if he had an apartment big enough. Figuring that he had it all planned, I didn't question him.

"Now," he said throwing the bags of party things into his trunk, "We should look for your costume."

"Pardon?" I asked.

"Well you're coming to the festivities right? And I'm assuming that you don't have anything that would qualify for a costume at home."

Not to seem redundant, but I think earlier I even stated the fact that I'd never where one of those ridiculous outfits...then why, tell me, am I considering agreeing?

"I'm not sure-" he cuts me off.

"Come on man. Its not like you'll have to dress up as Fabio or anything." (AN: Just imagine readers...a Fabio Kurama)

"Fabio?"

"Never mind."

Whatever costume I buy, I'd better be able to pronounce...

(Yuusuke's POV)

So its a rare moment when I'm home, and my mom is at the same time. Even more rare when she isn't suffering form a hangover. So imagine my surprise when I came home from school (Yes, I went... today anyway) to find her here putting away groceries.

She gave me an enthusiastic hello, and told me how 'proud' she was that I went to school since she paid for it. I pretty much tuned her out, and sat down to watch some TV.

You know the most torturous thing about when she is home? She smokes. And damn if the sweet scent of tobacco isn't calling to me. I've been off cigarettes for a little under five months, and all for the sake of love.

...but when I see her with one of those sweet little sticks between her lips...Well who cares about stupid promises.

They say what you don't know can't hurt you, and I'm tempted to test the theory. I mean if I don't tell Kurama, and I stop when he comes back...I shouldn't have to suffer right now right?

I can see his disappointed frown. And his voice berating me for killing myself over a stupid habit. Damn addiction...

"Yuusuke would you like some lunch?" My mom calls from the kitchen.

"Sure." I am hungry. Keiko made me study during lunch. Too bad I still got an F on that test. Really it isn't her fault. I'm just not that into school, and I never will be. Its too much work, and not enough play. I'm a laid back guy, and I can't stand being around all those uptight teachers.

Sometimes I wonder why I ever decided to come back here when I could have ruled a whole portion of Makai.

Then, I came back to be with Keiko, but when things went south with her why didn't I go back? There wasn't anything for me here except school, but its not like I have any plans after that. I don't think I could ever get into a college.

Now I have Kurama. I'd stay for him. I'm not like Hiei in that aspect. Love comes before work for me. Of course Kurama is a demon so he could come with me unlike Keiko. But Kurama would never leave...

I guess I'll have to figure out something for myself here, even if it won't be as kick ass as a ruler...that's practically like a being a king. Ahh...yes, Yuusuke all supreme ruler of the lands...has a nice ring to it.

"Here." Mom shoves a plate in my hands. I start to eat, but she smacks me in the back of my head. I swear women... "Aren't you going to say thank you? Didn't I raise you to have any manors!"

"Sorry. Thanks! Sheesh." I eat my food a bit more couscous this time. With women I always have to watch out. Even Botan can be pretty mean with that oar of hers.

(Kurama's POV)

"I'm not sure I like this one..."

"Well you have to pick something Shuuichi!" Cade chides me.

I just wasn't me. Well... It was better than the pool boy outfit.

" I think it might give the wrong impression Yuus-"

"You almost did it again," he says.

I flinched at the realization that I'd almost called him Yuusuke for the fourth time. It was rather difficult to keep my mind straight. It just didn't want to cooperate.

"I apologize. You just remind me of a someone for back home."

"No need to be sorry. Yuusuke right? So is that your boyfriend? I saw the ring when we first met, and assumed that whoever you were with must be important to you." Cade said running a hand through his hair.

"Yes, he is very important to me."

"So is the ring an engagement ring?"

"No...its a promise ring." I smile fondly.

"Well like I was saying I really think this costume suites you." Cade was grinning like mad.

"Many things suite me, a pimp not being one of them."

"What you don't enjoy the bling bling?"

"Excuse me?" I couldn't help but match his grin. Americans had some odd slang...

I took a second look in the full length mirror provided by the shop. a body length white blazer/coat matched a equally white outfit resembling a suit without the jacket... I white 'pimp hat' perched slanted jauntily on top of my head. It made my red hair stand out even more. The real addition that made the whole 'I manage a gang of scanks' thing work was a large number of gaudy gold jewelry, and an ebony staff with a diamond as its handle.

"I think I look absurd." I commented.

"Worse than the pool boy? Or the hobo?"

If it wasn't for what the ensemble represented I might have actually liked it. It did suite me well, but I refused to admit it. So I gave an exasperated sigh like I was giving in.

"I suppose I will take it."

"So who will be your whores?" Cade asked as I started to take off my future purchase.

"I have a couple of candidates if I'm allowed to bring guests." I didn't want to be rude and just bring people without it being alright.

"Bring as many people as you can. I rented out a beach house. I already have it stocked up with all the essentials...the food at the grocery store was going to be for my private use." (AN: I don't even know what he meant by that...private use?)

"Hm...in that case My roommate, and her girlfriend might come." I wondered if it would offend them if I asked them to dress like hookers. It made me feel like I was degraded their character.

"Great! Now lets go before you change your mind."

I paid for the costume as a rental since I saw no need to keep it afterwards, and we headed back to his car.

After a quick call to the dorm, Cade gave me a ride home, and left me a note with his number and the address of the party on the back.

(Yuusuke's POV)

Dieing...I swear I was dieing again.

Demons aren't supposed to get sick, and I hadn't since the whole 'Sensui and super Yuusuke comes back round two' thing. Now I however I had some kind of stomach flu, but after throwing up for half the fucking day I realized the real culprit.

"I'm sorry Yuusuke...maybe I shouldn't have left the fish in he car trunk so long. I didn't think that you'd get sick." My mom hovered over me with a thermometer. "You're burning up."

"Ahh mom why didn't you get sick too! It isn't fair!" I whined.

"That isn't a very nice thing to wish upon your loving, not to mention beautiful mother. I didn't have the same thing as you remember?"

I glared at her to show that I did remember, and was extremely pissed off about it at the moment.

"Just stay in bed, and get better idiot."

Right.

It was really boring to just lay in one spot staring at the ceiling so long. I ached to get out and do something.

Actually I ached everywhere. My muscles were extremely sore. My vision was blurry too...

God every thing felt so hot, like I was in a sauna, beads of sweat gathered on my forehead. My pajamas were sticky with perspiration. Oh...I felt so...like shit.

Ugg...

I must have dozed off because I had a dream that Kurama came to my apartment with a cup of chicken soup, and he hand fed me with chopsticks.

Then he sprouted up one of those Maikai plants of his to make me better, but the only way to give it me was orally. So put it on his tongue...and then before I knew it we were making out.

Our bodies were pressed together, and I started to feel really hot...too hot.

I groaned and opened my eyes when a cold rag was placed on my head.

"I'm sorry did I wake you Yuusuke?" Keiko was kneeling by my side, having just placed said rag on my forehead.

I could have said 'well duh' but my mind was still hanging onto that dream for a few seconds ago. I really wanted to just fall back asleep and see if it would pick up where it left off...but with Keiko playing nurse that might not be the greatest idea. I wouldn't want any unexplainable bulges 'popping up' under my blankets.

"When did you get here?" I asked, and winced when I felt how dry my throat was. I could have used a cough drop...or some of that medicine Kurama was offering...

"Atsuko called me, because she was going out with some friends of hers." Keiko frowned disapprovingly, and I knew it was about my mom's lack of motherly responsibility. I was used to it.

"Oh."

"Did you take any medicine yet? Your fever is getting worse." Her frown deepened when I shook my head.

"I'll get you some..." She trailed off as she stood up to go root through the medicine cabinet.

AN: every one knows who Fabio is right? Well if not he is a famous male model. Think of the men on the front of romance novels with the long blonde hair...yeah that is pretty much Fabio.

EXTRA STORY!

AN: Ok so I needed to express more on Fabio's behalf here. This little...whatever you wish to call it...is dedicated to my best friend Moe aka Kurama Sweethart, and the beautiful scenery of Salina, Kansas.

Yuusuke sat beneath the shade of a tall oak tree. The sun fell through the leaves in a speckled pattern around his sprawled out form. It made the usual humid air a few degrees cooler, and the perfect condition for a nap.

A pleasant breeze blew by carrying with it the tantalizing scent of roses.

Yuusuke opened a single hazelnut eye, and gazed across the rippling grass.

There he rode gracefully on the back of a burgundy steed. The bright sun reflected the glossy coat of the horse, and the blowing crimson locks of the detective's lover. His dark suede pants clung tightly to his legs which rose and fell in time to the gallop of the horse.

Yuusuke watched his movements with hungry eyes. Up down. Up down.

Another breeze blew making the unbuttoned white shirt Kurama wore fall open. His flawless chest was revealed just to torment Yuusuke with better ideas of how to spend the day, and none of them included horses.

For example Kurama could ride-

Kurama steered his burgundy horse in his direction with a brilliant smile on his countenance. His emerald gaze shimmered with similar ideas as the brown-haired boy.

Yuusuke stood up, expecting his lover to stop when he reached him. He was surprised however when the red-head grabbed him firmly around the waist, and pulled him up onto the horses back and continued to ride on.

Riding bare back was rougher than with a saddle, but Yuusuke simply wrapped his arms around Kurama's waist to stay on. His hands ran over the smooth plain of his stomach in ghosting caresses. Yuusuke wanted the other to know exactly what was on his mind.

Suddenly in a very surprising, and talented move Kurama managed to turn around so his back was facing the reins, which he held in one hand.

"You're going to fall off." Yuusuke commented.

"No I won't Koi." He whispered back in a husky tone as he closed in on his lovers mouth.

The green-eyed boy nibbled on his lower lip, before sliding his tongue between the parted lips welcoming him.

They pulled together more tightly wanting to deepen the kiss. All the while Kurama managed to expertly keep the horse under control.

When hands began to wander, Kurama pulled on the reins gently to stop their ride. He pulled away with swollen lips, and spoke in a sly tone. "I think I would like to get some shade."

Yuusuke hopped of the horse's back, and pulled Kurama down by his waist.

playfully, the plant-wielder grabbed Yuusuke's hand, and walked back to the tall oak that the detective had been lounging under earlier.

When they reached the trunk Kurama pulled the other against him, and resumed the heated kiss from earlier.

AN: and that is it...if you like it let me know, and maybe I'll continue it...to lemon or not to lemon is the question one must ask. Anyway please don't encourage my naughty behavior, but do please review. Speaking of reviews if you were so very kind last chapter and reviewed take a glance down and find your name!

luvyuyu: Count down till rape has commenced...even if you don't know it yet. I hope this chapter was more to your liking since I made it longer...actually when I count the pages it is way lounger!

Nekosune: I'm a genius! Woot! ((does a little dance)) I'm too laid back to get all upset when people swear. So in return YOU ARE FUCKING AWESOME too.

kit-kit: Yeah I read this one book where there were a lot of IM conversations, and I thought it would be fun to write one chapter like that. Thanks for the review...and might I add that for some reason your pen name makes me get all giddy and stuff. Its just so cute and cuddly sounding!

Hiei's Gothic Angel: Don't all true shounen-ai fans hate Keiko? She is an abusive prude who has no personality. Sadly I must say she is determined as well, and will not give Yuusuke up willingly.

Sonic16: The plant might come in later...how I'm not sure yet. I'm torn between making it important, or just a cute side note. Hm...I'll think on it.

xKokurox: Yeah my girlfriend is the jealous type, but also hypocritical because she is always telling me about all these people trying to get with her so I'll be jealous. It is really annoying. She is also kind of egotistical at times, but I'm patient so I can deal. As for the whole KuramaxHiei thing...lets just say I'm very non-judgmental because I will read any pairing. Even KuwabaraxKurama despite the fact that I detest (that's with a capital D) Kuwabara. I practically puke while I'm reading, but I guess I'll try anything at least once...or twice...I swear I never learn. I do still read KuramaxHiei, but yeah like you said the story plots start to become redundant. KuramaxYuusuke is a nice relief from the ordinary.

KawaiiKoorimeYokai: At first when you said that I used your name I was really worried that you were the person I based it off of because I used her real name, but after calling my friend I was happy to hear you were not. I guess you can take your name being in my story as a compliment...as long as you don't mind that, that means you are dating Kiri...

Tyri Dragonite: Review...

darksaphire: That you will. I hope this long post, and by attempts to speed things up make it up to you just a bit.

Kurama's Fox - Ritsu's Monkey: Yes your reviews are my favorite because they are so schizophrenic, and they remind me or...me. Anyway rape is on the way so just wait a bit longer. Also since I'm on Spring break I can work on my shojo-ai story some more. Wish me luck!

Raining Petals: Yuusuke is the impatient type. Yeah now Kiri has a special someone to be with. Yes, there will be rape in this story…hence the disclaimer.

Vixenia: I hate Keiko! I wish I could just kill her off, but that would be bad. I'd get Keiko fans flaming me…of course that just adds the review count!

Moe: You rock, and I hope you like how I portrayed your character in here.