Rated: R for use of language, sex scenes, drug use, and some violence.
Summary: Kurama and Yuusuke 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 a pimp costume.
AN:
Explanation: School finals, and I'm in the middle of moving.
So that pretty much means that updating won't be as frequent, but I have gotten really close to the end. There is like three or four chapters after this. Notice the Rating reasons have changed. I did end up changing the plot a bit so...there won't exactly be rape...but...well I'll just let you find out. Remember reviews will help me write faster.
Chapter 10 Hang Over
(Kiri's POV)
I groaned in protest when the rooms lights were switched on. Even with my eyes closed I can see the warm glow assaulting my retinas.
"God said let there be vodka, and there was vodka. Then God said let there be light, and then God said 'Ahh too much light' !" It slipped out before I knew I was even speaking.
"Its your fault. Did I not warn you to abstain from drinking?"
Oh dear old Shuuichi...
"Shut up, and give me some aspirin," I whined.
I tried to smother myself with my own pillow, but it was snatched from my own grasp, and a mug of steaming liquid replaced it. I cracked open an eye, and cursed another throb of my head. "I'm going to die!"
"No you're not. Just drink that." He sits down on his bed, and continues working from the text book in his lap. Homework I'm guessing...hm...I don't think I did mine. Oh well.
The hangover concoction doesn't taste bad, but it has a funky aftertaste. Come to think about it for all I know he could be having me drink turnip juice, and goat piss.
"Um...what's in this?" I take a sip. It doesn't taste like urine...
"Its not poison." He doesn't even look up from his work.
"I didn't think that. Just what's in it?"
"Some herbs. Just drink it alright."
Fine Mr. Grumpy. Wait...grumpy. "Shuuichi where is Caitlin?"
"I took her home."
"Um...ok. Can I ask you one last question?" Best time as any I guess...
"What?"
"Why are you're legs so long?"
(Yuusuke's POV)
I hold my breath for a second, savoring a habit long denied, and then slowly exhale with a soft sigh. Damn I've missed you tobacco...
So I'm weak. I can save the world, multiple times might I add, and I can't keep myself from these wonderful little white sticks.
It's cold up here on the roof of the school, but up here at least it is quiet. At least now I won't have to here another one of those science lectures. Just me and my cigarette.
I take another puff, and mull over my thoughts.
Late last night I did send a rather nasty e-mail to that address in the Floral shop window. I have to wait for their reply. Kurama still has like eight months of school left. I have to wait for him to come back. And I don't have any lunch money. So I have to wait to eat.
I'm not a patient person! Why do I always have to wait all the fucking time?
No. I stand up, dusting off my green uniform, and toss away my burnt out cigarette. I don't feel like being in this dump any more. Deciding to check my e-mail I trudge home.
Our apartment is stuffy, and when I first walk in I choke on my own breath. I open a few windows, and then check up on my mom. She is passed out dead on the couch, most likely with a killer hangover, but at least she is still breathing.
The atmosphere of the whole place is always a bit stagnant and gloomy. We aren't exactly a close knit family. Sometimes I'm jealous over the fact that Kurama and Shiori are so close...but I can still remember the way my mother cried at my funeral. Even if she can't show it, I know she loves me. I guess that is enough.
I weave my way through all the piles of crap on the floor, and walk to my room, only tripping on a few bottles. My room I have to say isn't much better. I kick some dirty clothes off my desk chair and sit down.
My computer is slow, and I'm again thinking about how much I hate waiting before it finally starts up. If my computer is slow, my internet is worse. I must be a magnet for Spam or something, because I always have like a thousand e-mails crowding my in-box.
After a major deleting rampage I scan through the worthy e-mails I have left. First one is from Kuwa. I click on it. A chain letter that you have to send to ten people if you want the person you like to say I love you. Well, I don't need that, but I can guess who he had in mind when he passed this on. Delete.
Next one is from...Keiko. Hesitantly I click on it.
Dear Yuusuke,
I'm sorry about how I acted the other day. I don't know what came over me, and I hope we can still be friends. Maybe you're right. I should move on. Things have just been so crazy, and I didn't know what to do when we broke up. We've always been together. But friends are good right? Just don't...forget about me. I should have realized we were pulling apart after you were brought back to life. You were always away on missions, and you changed so much. You were always moving. Right in the middle of the action. And me, well I'm not the type am I? Maybe it was fate that things wouldn't work out, and three years in Maikai...We both changed. Kurama will always be able to be there for you, and give you the things I can't. But friends ok? I don't want everything that we shared to go to waste. I'll always be your friend when you need one.
Love, Keiko.
I read it twice. I don't feel like replying right now... I click next.
Um... uberobnoxious...I don't recognize the name, but I scroll down, and click on the link anyway.
What the...
OMG! If I'd been drinking anything right now I would have spit it out. He said a Halloween party, but...I hadn't expected him to dress up. Wow. Kurama a pimp. Should I be scared that it suits him so well?
The picture isn't wonderfully taken, and you can tell that he doesn't know that his photo is being taken. My guess from the quality it that its from a picture phone.
Kurama is completely decked out in an all white outfit. His hat is under one arm, and his other arm is wrapped tightly around a small girls waist. She's dressed like a prostitute, but her clothes aren't on correctly, and she has writing all over any exposed skin. She is clearly drunk. Another girl in the same attire is slumped against the car. Her blonde hair is covering most of her face. A man is holding out a cane to Kurama, a part of his costume I assume. The man-
...looks just like me...
Brown hair...brown eyes...same face shape...everything...
Cade? He didn't look just 'a little' like me. It was me, or at least if I didn't know for sure I hadn't been there. You don't know how creepy it is to look at a photo of a person who, if you weren't told other wise, you'd be sure it was you.
Eight months...
Well it looks like Kurama found a way to not miss me. He found a look-a-like to fill my place. The guy could speak Japanese too, I remember from the small conversation we had the previous night, damn he is me. Hell now he didn't even need me. He says he's just a friend, and he sounded so sincere, but yokos are known for their tricks right? It could have been a lie. He is good at lies isn't he. Lies to his mother all the time about who he really is.
I close the link.
Hi Yuu-chan! This is Kiri! I'm sure you've heard all about me from Shuuichi. Anyway got this picture from a friend, and thought you might want a picture of your man in his costume. You know he would never show it to you if he got a say in it.
P.S. I was able to wash all the marker off.
I'm a bit pissy, but I don't delete the e-mail for some reason. Next.
Dear sexyYuu9
We recieved your e-mail. You purchased plant #909224. Due to illegal sales of 'dangerous plants' we were forced to shut down. The following information will help you take care of your purchase. If you no longer wish to care for your plant we urge you not to dispose of it. This could lead to contamination of native plant species through cross-breeding. If you wish to dispose of your plant please follow the directions given under 'disposal'.
Damn...so I bought some illegal plant. What like pot or something? Last time I checked that doesn't make girls go all slutty, or maybe it does...
Name: Rekai Orchid
Height: 14"-16"
Origins: A cross-breed between the Maikai Leropth fern (known for its lust inducing qualities, and the Rekai Orchid (known for growing from the owner's spiritual energy)
Description: Long stem, with thin cerated leaves. Blooms when mature, producing a single white bud. Before the flower wilts it will turn a rust-red color.
Growing Directions: Plant in soil with a ph of 7.0. Water daily, and keep out of direct sun light. The higher the spiritual power of the owner the faster, and stronger it will grow.
Uses: The oils in the petals create a lust-inducing aroma. Ingesting the flower when it is red will help boost energy levels, and aid in healing.
Disposal: The Rekai Orchid can only be killed by incinerating it with the owner's energy, or the death of the owner.
Ok. so it isn't even from Ningenkai. Now I understand why it was 'illegal' probably something to do with Koenma getting on their ass. I guess I could keep it then. Like he would do anything to me, and I have plenty of energy to spare.
Besides I said this was going to be my little experiment to see if I could take care of Kurama- not that I'm too happy with him right now...
(Kurama's POV)
I finished my homework a long time ago, but Kiri doesn't know that. She is too busy on her computer. Its better than hearing her complain about how the cleaner she was using to wash the marker off her skin itched. I'd ask her what she is doing now, but I don't want to instigate a conversation.
My mind is fully occupied will the guilt I feel. Things last night went much too far. I allowed myself to drop my guard too much, my Youko instincts were being pulled to the forefront, and I almost let myself fall victim to my body's reactions. Apparently I can no longer control myself like I want. It is not safe to associate with Cade any longer.
But it is not only that, but the fact that even if I took him out of the picture, recent events indicate that I'm becoming weaker. I've never had any problems turning down other's advances, or controlling my own actions.
My inability to do so now extremely angers me. One of the things most important to me in this life is my loved ones, and the trust I share with them. I will not allow myself to ruin the bond I share with Yuusuke.
This means that I'm going to have to avoid Cade. He hasn't done anything wrong. While he was only joking around, it was I that reacted the way I did. Hopefully he will give up seeking my company if I evade him long enough.
I inhale deeply to carefully file away any more renegade emotions, and swivel around in my chair. My phone is charging on my nightstand and I grab it. I did promise Yuusuke a full conversation, and now that I have everything figured out I can talk to him without.
conflicting feelings.
I dial his number and wait.
/Kurama/
/Hello Itooshi./
/So you have fun at the Halloween party/
Of course he would bring it up right away. I exit the room, and walk down the hall to the empty lobby. I don't need Kiri getting curious.
/It was ok, but I think I've experienced enough immaturity to last me a life time./
/ So did Cade inspire the Pimp Outfit/
There is a hint of resentment when he speaks his name, but what surprises me is that he knows what I wore...
/How did you Know-/
/Your roommate sent a photo. /
/Oh. I didn't even know anyone took my picture./
The conversation seems awkward. We both aren't speaking about what is really bothering us, so finally I decide to break the ice.
/Yuusuke you do believe me when I say that Cade and I are only friends right/
/Of course I do./
No its a lie. I can tell. The worse part is that I know that if he hadn't called the night before when he did I'd be lying too.
/No you don't. Don't lie to me. If you are angry then just say so./
/Fine. I saw him in the picture. He looks like me. When I talked to him, he sounds like me. Call me crazy, but it sounds like you are replacing me./
/I wouldn't replace you./ But the same doubts have filled my head trust me Yuusuke. I was afraid that I was trying to replace you too, but...no. I never could.
/Right. So you are just going out partying with this guy, who might I add you never told me about even though you met him two months ago, and wait- you were in a hot tub with him naked. So tell me that nothing has happened, and you never thought about something happening with him/ He is nearly shouting at me.
/Yuusuke calm down. I've never thought about him like-/ God. I'm lying to him, but what am I supposed to do? Tell him the truth? He'd hate me.
/Bull Shit. I'm sorry Kurama but I can't believe that. The truth is that we've only truly dated a month. Even after all the time we have known each other I still barely know anything about you. No matter what you'll always have your secrets from your past, and its not like I haven't heard about how kitsunes are-/
/Don't you dare! Don't you dare say that! I got it from Hiei, and I won't take it from you. I'm not like that, at least not now. I'm not some promiscuous whore who sleeps with whatever is easy! You know that, or at least you should. I love you, and no one else. It may be true that we never got a chance to really open our souls to each other, but I will not have you making assumptions until we do./
It hurts. He can't trust me...and in truth he shouldn't, but it still hurts. I was able to prevent anything I think that still makes me worth his trust.
/After all we've been through as friends...and more, you still don't trust me/
/Its not about trust-/
/Yes. It is./
I can here him take a deep breath, and when he talks again his voice is calm. Or at least it is now controlled.
/I trust you./
/Are you sure/
/Yes...Its just this guy. He's like me, and I wouldn't trust me around you./
/Ahh. I understand, but you know I can take care of myself. He knows I'm taken, and he hasn't made any advances towards me./ Unless he isn't joking when makes those comments...but it'd be better not to bring those up.
/He'd better not./
/Are you still mad at me/
/No. I don't even think I was mad at you. Just frustrated. We still have eight months before we can see each other./
/I know. I'm sorry I ever put us through this./
/Don't be. You wanted this, and besides its a good test of wills I guess./
Yes it is...but if either of us aren't able to stay faithful then this truly would ruin us. It'd be our end before we even got a chance to start.
/I could stop seeing him if you like./
A pause.
/No. You're just friends. I was just being a jealous idiot./
/I'd hate to agree with you.../
/Hey/
/I'm only trying to lighten the mood./
/Wow...did we just have our first fight/
/I believe we just did./
AN: And I make them fight... Wow I know I'm so close to writing the part I've been dreading this entire story. Ack. Review and wait for the next chapter.
To thank my loyal reviewers…
Jay: I'm glad you are loving it!
Nekosune: Eats cookie. Its probably cold by now ne? I wish I could have updated sooner. I hope you like this chapter.
Raining Petals: I lovee Kiri too! I think its because she not at all perfect like most OC's and also she reminds me of a real wacko…and we all love wackos.
I'm so sorry you were grounded off the computer, but hopefully you won't have to go through that again. Its like the death of me when I can't get on my computer.
Luvyuyu: Oh no. You were sick. But that was hella long ago huh. Well I hope you didn't get in trouble since you forgot you're BF's birthday. I hate Keiko, and think you are right…it shows in my stories.
Hyperdude: I'm glad you like it. That makes me one happy little crazo
kit-kit: Yup it was a lustt plant in a way. Woot for you. God I still love your pen name. Kit Kit!
Tyri Dragonite: You were breaking curfew to review me! Wow I feel so loved, and so horrible! You said you checked your e-mail for my updates, and I haven't updated in forever! I feel horrible horrible! I hope you aren't mad at me. I'll update soon just for you! Screw packing in time for my move!
Vixenia: Cade…should get a girlfriend but I'm not going to supply one. I'm mean. …unless he wants to be my love slave…
Darksaphire: I've pondered on a Cade POV…but I think it would either un-humanize or overly humanize him. Just like Keiko he shouldn't get a POV, because I don't want readers to really see into their heads.
AN: and last but not least…if you are nice go check out my stories Fragments, and Lightning Never Strikes Twice. The Fragments one is what I will be working on after this.