Two years have passed since the day Yusuke confronted Keiko about her being his friend. Everyone is 9 and Yuki has moved away. Botan comes for visits less and less since she's been bombed down with lost spirits that need to get into Reikai.
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"Yusuke-" Keiko started, reaching out a hand to touch the yakuza's shoulder. "St-"
"I don't need your pity, Keiko," Yusuke answered shrugging off the hand that had touched his shoulder as a sympathetic gesture. "I don't really care if my mom's in the hospital because she drank too much."
Keiko sighed softly, jerking back her hand. No matter how much you try to hide it, Yusuke, she thought sadly, you do care about your mother. Turning on the heel of her prim black shoes, skirts swirling, she left Yusuke in the dim of the boy and his mother's apartment. She fancied hearing the soft 'pitter, patter' of water hitting the ground, but she brushed it off as her imagination.
But it wasn't her imagination, Yusuke Urameshi, the tough 4th grader that could whoop any older classman was crying, knees curled up to his chest. What am I crying about, Yusuke questioned himself. It's not like I didn't know it was gonna happen. The tears fell faster and he pushed his knee caps into his eyes. "I don't need her, I can handle myself. Ahh, what am I saying. She's my mom, even though she doesn't care." He dug his nails into the sensitive flesh of his lower legs.
Two days had passed since Yusuke's mom had been rushed to the hospital for over drinking and the 9 year old was back to his cocky self. The only difference was that the boy actually accepted Kuwabara's challenges and whooped the other boy's butt much harder than he used to. Keiko was still worried about Yusuke being alone in that apartment and had invited him over many times, only to have her invitations refused repeatedly.
Keiko was once again playing with a jump rope, but this time it was a short rope and she was sharing it with Botan who had finally escaped her responsibilities to come and play. Botan had brought another short rope and they decided to do the Chinese Wheel. Botan and Keiko were too out of sinc to do it well, and Botan had to leave back to Reikai.
Yusuke had been passing by and, having spotted Keiko, decided to watch. Nearly laughing at how many times one or both of them tripped, Yusuke had bidded his time, hoping that Botan would leave so he could talk to Keiko. His chance was soon given.
Stepping forward with courage that masked his cowardice, Yusuke put a hand on Keiko's shoulder. And, startled by the contact, Keiko turned around, hand raised to slap him. Yusuke braced himself for the tingling sense of burning that he was sure would spread through one of his cheeks soon and opened his eyes slowly had he realized he neither felt the burning pain or hear the soft 'swish' that Keiko's hand would have made as if careened through the air.
Keiko had instead hugged Yusuke tightly, face buried into the boy's shoulder. "Y-Yusuke, wh-where have y-you been?"
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I'll leave you hanging.....
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"Yusuke-" Keiko started, reaching out a hand to touch the yakuza's shoulder. "St-"
"I don't need your pity, Keiko," Yusuke answered shrugging off the hand that had touched his shoulder as a sympathetic gesture. "I don't really care if my mom's in the hospital because she drank too much."
Keiko sighed softly, jerking back her hand. No matter how much you try to hide it, Yusuke, she thought sadly, you do care about your mother. Turning on the heel of her prim black shoes, skirts swirling, she left Yusuke in the dim of the boy and his mother's apartment. She fancied hearing the soft 'pitter, patter' of water hitting the ground, but she brushed it off as her imagination.
But it wasn't her imagination, Yusuke Urameshi, the tough 4th grader that could whoop any older classman was crying, knees curled up to his chest. What am I crying about, Yusuke questioned himself. It's not like I didn't know it was gonna happen. The tears fell faster and he pushed his knee caps into his eyes. "I don't need her, I can handle myself. Ahh, what am I saying. She's my mom, even though she doesn't care." He dug his nails into the sensitive flesh of his lower legs.
Two days had passed since Yusuke's mom had been rushed to the hospital for over drinking and the 9 year old was back to his cocky self. The only difference was that the boy actually accepted Kuwabara's challenges and whooped the other boy's butt much harder than he used to. Keiko was still worried about Yusuke being alone in that apartment and had invited him over many times, only to have her invitations refused repeatedly.
Keiko was once again playing with a jump rope, but this time it was a short rope and she was sharing it with Botan who had finally escaped her responsibilities to come and play. Botan had brought another short rope and they decided to do the Chinese Wheel. Botan and Keiko were too out of sinc to do it well, and Botan had to leave back to Reikai.
Yusuke had been passing by and, having spotted Keiko, decided to watch. Nearly laughing at how many times one or both of them tripped, Yusuke had bidded his time, hoping that Botan would leave so he could talk to Keiko. His chance was soon given.
Stepping forward with courage that masked his cowardice, Yusuke put a hand on Keiko's shoulder. And, startled by the contact, Keiko turned around, hand raised to slap him. Yusuke braced himself for the tingling sense of burning that he was sure would spread through one of his cheeks soon and opened his eyes slowly had he realized he neither felt the burning pain or hear the soft 'swish' that Keiko's hand would have made as if careened through the air.
Keiko had instead hugged Yusuke tightly, face buried into the boy's shoulder. "Y-Yusuke, wh-where have y-you been?"
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I'll leave you hanging.....