Death-Wing: They like it!
Chibi Kouji: *backs away* I re-
Death-Wing: *holds up his D-Scanner*
Chibi Kouji: Shoot *sighs and holds up a sign with a picture of a girl with shoulder length black hair with demon wings with 'I rock!' written underneath the picture in red cursive*
Death-Wing: Good boy.
Chibi Kouji: *hold up another sign that has a boy with long black hair in a ponytail with 'But I'm better!' written underneath the picture in blue print*
Death-Wing: -.-''
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Yusuke opened his mouth to answer Keiko's inquiry but was silenced by a finger on his lips. "Don't Yusuke," Keiko whispered, words muffled by the fabric that covered Yusuke's shoulder. "You'll ruin the moment."
Sighing softly, he gently patted Keiko's back with his calloused hand. His gentleness surprised Keiko, since the nine year old was a well known punk, but brushed it off, wanting to enjoy the tenderness while it lasted. "Sorry Keiko. I just couldn't work up the courage to apologize for how I acted a couple of days ago," he whispered, afraid to invoke her anger if he spoke any louder.
"It's okay, Yusuke. But, so I know you're really sorry, you're going to do the Chinese Wheel with me," Keiko answered, looking up at Yusuke's face, hazel eyes glimmering with still unshed tears.
Surprised by the request, Yusuke looked down at Keiko's face, and saw the spark of deviousness in her eyes. Shaking his head rapidly, the boy struggled to get out of Keiko's grasp. "It'll ruin my rep, Keiko. I'm sorry and all, but jump rope is a bit below me."
Keiko easily grabbed the back of Yusuke's shirt, dragging him to where the jump ropes had been left. "Unless you want me to slap you, you will do the Chinese Wheel with me," she said simply, eyes closed in irritation as she dragged the struggling Yusuke.
Giving up, Yusuke let himself be dragged to the ropes and be shown the way to do the Chinese Wheel. Nodding with understanding, he glanced around, hoping that no one was around to see him play with the girl that he had developed a small crush on through the years. Spotting a shock of orange hair, he gulped, hoping it wasn't Kuwabara.
Unfortunately it was. Kuwabara all but burst out laughing at the sight of Yusuke with Keiko. "I knew you like her, Urameshi," the boy teased, forgetting in a moment of smugness that Yusuke could and would attack him at the slightest teasing.
The boy dropped the jump rope and jumped onto Kuwabara, curses that a boy his age shouldn't know flying from his mouth. Keiko, distressed by the show of aggressiveness that was Yusuke and for Kuwabara's safety, looked around for something that would knock some sense into Yusuke. Spotting a discarded baseball bat, she grabbed it and ran after the tangle of limbs that was Kuwabara and his assailent. Taking a chance, the girl brought the bat down onto the tangled mess and hit Yusuke's head. Wincing at the sickening crack the followed the contact, she dropped the bat in a moment of horror. Her act had done more than she wanted it to.
Kuwabara distangled himself from the unconscious boy, turning to Keiko to thank her before spotting the horror stricken look on her face. Following her horrofied gaze, he spotted a large bleeding wound in the side of Yusuke's head. "U-Urameshi?" he asked, eyes going wide at the sight of the blood gushing from Yusuke's head. Grabbing the other boy's shoulders when he didn't receive an answer, he was about to shake the other 9 year old until a trembling hand on his wrist stopped him.
Keiko and Kuwabara had rushed Yusuke to the hospital where he was put in the Emergency Room. Both were questioned about how Yusuke was hit on the head, and they told the story, ashamed that something as simple as a street fight had resulted in the boy being put in Intensive Care.
After 3 restless hours in the lobby, they were allowed to see the bed-ridden Yusuke. The boy was pale from bloodloss and looked vulnerable by the way how he was dociling staying in bed. As Keiko reached out a hand to touch the bandage, Yusuke opened chocolate eyes. "Wha-? What happened? Where am I? Keiko? Kuwabara?"
Keiko jerked back her hand when she saw Yusuke's eyes open. "I-I didn't..I didn't mea-mean t-to, Y-Yusuke," Keiko apologized incoherently, wringing her hands, eyes downcast.
"What happened?" Yusuke snarled, sitting up so fast that his head spun. Puting a hand to his head, he glared at the two next to his bedside. "Well?"
Keiko kept her eyes downcast and Yusuke got out of bed. Clinging to the wall, Yusuke went over to the chair that his clothes had been thrown onto. "Fine, don't tell me." Grabbing his clothes, he slipped into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. The boy came out in jeans and a green shirt, before heading to the door. Keiko made a move to stop him but Kuwabara held her back, shaking his head. The yakuza was permitted to leave the hospital and was tailed silently by the two that had cause his hospitalization.
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Ahh, lovers' tift. Wonder what'll happen..........
Chibi Kouji: *backs away* I re-
Death-Wing: *holds up his D-Scanner*
Chibi Kouji: Shoot *sighs and holds up a sign with a picture of a girl with shoulder length black hair with demon wings with 'I rock!' written underneath the picture in red cursive*
Death-Wing: Good boy.
Chibi Kouji: *hold up another sign that has a boy with long black hair in a ponytail with 'But I'm better!' written underneath the picture in blue print*
Death-Wing: -.-''
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Yusuke opened his mouth to answer Keiko's inquiry but was silenced by a finger on his lips. "Don't Yusuke," Keiko whispered, words muffled by the fabric that covered Yusuke's shoulder. "You'll ruin the moment."
Sighing softly, he gently patted Keiko's back with his calloused hand. His gentleness surprised Keiko, since the nine year old was a well known punk, but brushed it off, wanting to enjoy the tenderness while it lasted. "Sorry Keiko. I just couldn't work up the courage to apologize for how I acted a couple of days ago," he whispered, afraid to invoke her anger if he spoke any louder.
"It's okay, Yusuke. But, so I know you're really sorry, you're going to do the Chinese Wheel with me," Keiko answered, looking up at Yusuke's face, hazel eyes glimmering with still unshed tears.
Surprised by the request, Yusuke looked down at Keiko's face, and saw the spark of deviousness in her eyes. Shaking his head rapidly, the boy struggled to get out of Keiko's grasp. "It'll ruin my rep, Keiko. I'm sorry and all, but jump rope is a bit below me."
Keiko easily grabbed the back of Yusuke's shirt, dragging him to where the jump ropes had been left. "Unless you want me to slap you, you will do the Chinese Wheel with me," she said simply, eyes closed in irritation as she dragged the struggling Yusuke.
Giving up, Yusuke let himself be dragged to the ropes and be shown the way to do the Chinese Wheel. Nodding with understanding, he glanced around, hoping that no one was around to see him play with the girl that he had developed a small crush on through the years. Spotting a shock of orange hair, he gulped, hoping it wasn't Kuwabara.
Unfortunately it was. Kuwabara all but burst out laughing at the sight of Yusuke with Keiko. "I knew you like her, Urameshi," the boy teased, forgetting in a moment of smugness that Yusuke could and would attack him at the slightest teasing.
The boy dropped the jump rope and jumped onto Kuwabara, curses that a boy his age shouldn't know flying from his mouth. Keiko, distressed by the show of aggressiveness that was Yusuke and for Kuwabara's safety, looked around for something that would knock some sense into Yusuke. Spotting a discarded baseball bat, she grabbed it and ran after the tangle of limbs that was Kuwabara and his assailent. Taking a chance, the girl brought the bat down onto the tangled mess and hit Yusuke's head. Wincing at the sickening crack the followed the contact, she dropped the bat in a moment of horror. Her act had done more than she wanted it to.
Kuwabara distangled himself from the unconscious boy, turning to Keiko to thank her before spotting the horror stricken look on her face. Following her horrofied gaze, he spotted a large bleeding wound in the side of Yusuke's head. "U-Urameshi?" he asked, eyes going wide at the sight of the blood gushing from Yusuke's head. Grabbing the other boy's shoulders when he didn't receive an answer, he was about to shake the other 9 year old until a trembling hand on his wrist stopped him.
Keiko and Kuwabara had rushed Yusuke to the hospital where he was put in the Emergency Room. Both were questioned about how Yusuke was hit on the head, and they told the story, ashamed that something as simple as a street fight had resulted in the boy being put in Intensive Care.
After 3 restless hours in the lobby, they were allowed to see the bed-ridden Yusuke. The boy was pale from bloodloss and looked vulnerable by the way how he was dociling staying in bed. As Keiko reached out a hand to touch the bandage, Yusuke opened chocolate eyes. "Wha-? What happened? Where am I? Keiko? Kuwabara?"
Keiko jerked back her hand when she saw Yusuke's eyes open. "I-I didn't..I didn't mea-mean t-to, Y-Yusuke," Keiko apologized incoherently, wringing her hands, eyes downcast.
"What happened?" Yusuke snarled, sitting up so fast that his head spun. Puting a hand to his head, he glared at the two next to his bedside. "Well?"
Keiko kept her eyes downcast and Yusuke got out of bed. Clinging to the wall, Yusuke went over to the chair that his clothes had been thrown onto. "Fine, don't tell me." Grabbing his clothes, he slipped into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. The boy came out in jeans and a green shirt, before heading to the door. Keiko made a move to stop him but Kuwabara held her back, shaking his head. The yakuza was permitted to leave the hospital and was tailed silently by the two that had cause his hospitalization.
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Ahh, lovers' tift. Wonder what'll happen..........