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Author's Note: Hey everyone. So it appears that lot's of people like Yusuke/Keiko fics. Cool, I love that couple; they're just so great! Anyway, I've been having a little trouble gathering my thoughts on this story, so this chapter is a little short, and the story is going kind of slow thus far, but now worries! I'll finish it in due time. So thank you to all those who have been reading this, and thanks to all of those who will. Please Enjoy! ^_^
Chapter: 2
The girl, who had been obviously identified as Amissa, took a few graceful steps towards them. She was quite lovely really. Her platinum blonde hair was long, straight, and silky looking. It tumbled like waves down to her slender waist and she wore a thick, black headband. She was about as tall as Keiko, well filled out, with pale, flawless skin and dark, azure that took on the color of amethyst in the right light. She wore blue jean shorts, white sneakers, and a simple, v-neck t-shirt. She approached them with a strange, haughty smile on her lips, and her hand on one of her hips.
"Keiko." She said, a bitter tone in her voice.
Keiko put on a steely expression.
"Amissa." She replied.
There was a long pause as both girls stared at one another, emotionless. Yusuke took a few steps back. The tension held fast to the air, and he could feel it. He watched them at what he felt was a safer distance. Amissa had grown to be quite lovely, her beauty rivaling Keiko's, although, to him, Keiko still had her beat. She always had, even when they were younger.
Suddenly, Keiko turned her head away, breaking their eye contact. Amissa did the same. With out another glance towards one another, they walked away in opposite directions. Amissa disappeared into the bustling crowd, while Keiko walked back to join her two friends. Yusuke eyed her.
"Uh . . . Keiko . . ."
She didn't look at him.
"Yusuke, I'm going home for the evening. I'll see you tomorrow. Kurama, take care."
And with those simple farewells, she left, also being consumed by the sea of floundering people. Yusuke and Kurama watched her until they could not do so any longer. Then, the youko turned human, looked to Yusuke.
"Would you mind filling me on what that was about?" He asked.
Yusuke nodded at him. They walked to the park; the sun was beginning to set, and the air-cooling to a comfortable temperature. They took a seat on the plentiful grass surrounding a lake, gratified that there were only a few people about. Most of them were kissing and carrying on, so when they saw the two boys appear, they left to go find a place more private.
Yusuke picked a few blades of grass and tore them into smaller pieces. Finally, he let them fall from his hands and back to the ground. He repeated this process over and over until there was a slight bare spot on the ground. Kurama shook his head and placed a gentle hand over the abused ground. A dull, green glow surrounded his hand and seeped into the earth beneath it. He lifted his hand and the rude, balding spot was lush with green grass. Yusuke shrugged.
"Well, it all started back when we were in kindergarten. Ya know that's where Keiko and I first meant." He began.
Kurama nodded. His vivid green eyes stared out at the gleaming lake waters that were bathed in the dying sunlight. But Kurama was listening, Yusuke knew he was . . . Kurama always listened. He sighed and continued.
"Yeah well, one day, Keiko and I were on the playground playing in the sandbox. The game was really simple. We would build this really cool sand castle thingy, and then we'd play Knight and Princess. Well anyway, the point was that the princess would have to be saved by the knight, so Keiko was on her pretend horse riding up to save me and-hey quit laughing, Kurama!"
Indeed, the fox covered his mouth to try and muffle his chuckles. Yusuke scowled.
"Keiko was the knight a lot of times 'cause she said that the princess was too girlie. According to her it was okay for ME to be the princess because I was already a boy and didn't have to worry about being girlie. She also said that she didn't like pink and that the dress brought out my eyes."
Kurama burst out laughing this time. Tears actually rolled out of his eyes, and he held his stomach. He couldn't help laughing. He had the hilarious image of a toddler type Yusuke dressed in a frilly pink dress yelling 'save me' while a toddler type Keiko galloped up on her invisible steed. It was just too perfect! So Kurama laughed until he ran out of most of his laughter, although, he couldn't help but chuckle every now and then. Yusuke's face kept getting more and more indignant. The boy crossed his arms over his chest.
"Are you done now?" He asked dryly.
Kurama muffled another laugh but nodded. Yusuke sighed, uncrossed his arms, gave Kurama one last warning look, and continued. "Well, so it all happened like this . . ."
****Flash Back****
"Help! Help! Save me!" Cried a small boy dressed in pink.
The boy stood in the middle of a large sand castle and wailed.
"Don't fear princess, for I will save you!" Called a small little girl.
She tried to speak in a deep voice, and she galloped with a stick in her hand, for she was the brave knight, sworn to save, honor, and protect the lovely princess, Yusukina!
Keiko galloped nobly across sandbox, determined to rescue the damsel in distress, when all of the sudden, someone ran right into her, knocking her to the ground. She dropped her wonderful sword and lay sprawled out in the grainy sand. She moaned, having had the wind knocked out of her a little. Gradually, she pushed herself up to a sitting position.
"Ow . . . my head . . ." She said in a small voice.
Her hand rubbed the back of her head and she winced slightly at the forming bump. When she pulled her hand away, she examined it thoroughly, although she didn't know why, but she saw adults do it when ever they got hit in the head, so she figured that there had to be a very good reason, and that she should do it too. She looked around then, her chubby cheeks tinted red out of anger. How dare someone knock down the great knight? They would pay dearly! She jumped to her feet and retrieved her sword.
"Who did that?" She demanded.
A few kids looked up from their activities, but none answered at first. Then, a shrill, squeaky voice cut through the air.
"I did." It said.
Keiko looked to see a girl about her height, same age, with blue eyes and short, curly blonde hair. Keiko scowled.
"Why'd you knock me down?" She asked.
The girl shrugged.
"I was playing tag and you got it my way." Answered the other girl.
Keiko stomped toward her, little fists clenched.
"I was her first. You shouldn't a pushed me." She said.
The other girl shrugged again.
"What're you gunna do 'bout it, huh? Cry to your mama?"
Keiko's cheeks turned even redder, and with a sudden burst of anger, she tackled the other young toddler to the ground. The girl let out a shrill scream of surprise and when they hit the ground, she started to kick and yell wildly. Keiko straddled her waist and glared at her.
"Crybaby." She accused, and then rolled off of her.
The little girl on the ground narrowed her eyes.
"I am not a crybaby!"
Keiko stuck her tongue out at her.
"Are too."
"Am not! My name is Amissa and my papa is a very successful bu'ness man." Amissa said, and climbed to her feet.
The moment she stood though, Keiko gave her a rough shove, and Amissa stumbled backwards, but managed to keep herself from actually falling.
"I don't care 'bout your papa, crybaby." Keiko said, and with one last sneer, she turned on her heel and went to finish her rescue mission.
****End Flash Back****
"And they've been enemies ever since." Finished Yusuke.
Kurama looked over at him.
"Wow, Keiko was the last one on my list of 'People With Rivals'."
Yusuke nodded.
"Amissa and Keiko competed in EVERYTHING from that day on, but then one summer, Amissa moved away. Her dad had gotten a job offer that paid more and had better benefits, so they left. I remember Keiko was so happy that day that she ran up hugged me, and kissed me on the cheek."
Yusuke smiled softly at that memory. It had surprised him, but Keiko had been so excited that she hadn't even realized she'd done it. Kurama smiled over at his friend's warm expression.
"Yusuke."
"Hm?"
"Do you really love her?" He asked.
The dark-eyed boy faced Kurama fully, his expression was determined, and completely without doubt.
"With all my soul." He replied, and the golden sun shone its last rays of light as it disappeared from the sky.
Author's Note: Hey everyone. So it appears that lot's of people like Yusuke/Keiko fics. Cool, I love that couple; they're just so great! Anyway, I've been having a little trouble gathering my thoughts on this story, so this chapter is a little short, and the story is going kind of slow thus far, but now worries! I'll finish it in due time. So thank you to all those who have been reading this, and thanks to all of those who will. Please Enjoy! ^_^
Chapter: 2
The girl, who had been obviously identified as Amissa, took a few graceful steps towards them. She was quite lovely really. Her platinum blonde hair was long, straight, and silky looking. It tumbled like waves down to her slender waist and she wore a thick, black headband. She was about as tall as Keiko, well filled out, with pale, flawless skin and dark, azure that took on the color of amethyst in the right light. She wore blue jean shorts, white sneakers, and a simple, v-neck t-shirt. She approached them with a strange, haughty smile on her lips, and her hand on one of her hips.
"Keiko." She said, a bitter tone in her voice.
Keiko put on a steely expression.
"Amissa." She replied.
There was a long pause as both girls stared at one another, emotionless. Yusuke took a few steps back. The tension held fast to the air, and he could feel it. He watched them at what he felt was a safer distance. Amissa had grown to be quite lovely, her beauty rivaling Keiko's, although, to him, Keiko still had her beat. She always had, even when they were younger.
Suddenly, Keiko turned her head away, breaking their eye contact. Amissa did the same. With out another glance towards one another, they walked away in opposite directions. Amissa disappeared into the bustling crowd, while Keiko walked back to join her two friends. Yusuke eyed her.
"Uh . . . Keiko . . ."
She didn't look at him.
"Yusuke, I'm going home for the evening. I'll see you tomorrow. Kurama, take care."
And with those simple farewells, she left, also being consumed by the sea of floundering people. Yusuke and Kurama watched her until they could not do so any longer. Then, the youko turned human, looked to Yusuke.
"Would you mind filling me on what that was about?" He asked.
Yusuke nodded at him. They walked to the park; the sun was beginning to set, and the air-cooling to a comfortable temperature. They took a seat on the plentiful grass surrounding a lake, gratified that there were only a few people about. Most of them were kissing and carrying on, so when they saw the two boys appear, they left to go find a place more private.
Yusuke picked a few blades of grass and tore them into smaller pieces. Finally, he let them fall from his hands and back to the ground. He repeated this process over and over until there was a slight bare spot on the ground. Kurama shook his head and placed a gentle hand over the abused ground. A dull, green glow surrounded his hand and seeped into the earth beneath it. He lifted his hand and the rude, balding spot was lush with green grass. Yusuke shrugged.
"Well, it all started back when we were in kindergarten. Ya know that's where Keiko and I first meant." He began.
Kurama nodded. His vivid green eyes stared out at the gleaming lake waters that were bathed in the dying sunlight. But Kurama was listening, Yusuke knew he was . . . Kurama always listened. He sighed and continued.
"Yeah well, one day, Keiko and I were on the playground playing in the sandbox. The game was really simple. We would build this really cool sand castle thingy, and then we'd play Knight and Princess. Well anyway, the point was that the princess would have to be saved by the knight, so Keiko was on her pretend horse riding up to save me and-hey quit laughing, Kurama!"
Indeed, the fox covered his mouth to try and muffle his chuckles. Yusuke scowled.
"Keiko was the knight a lot of times 'cause she said that the princess was too girlie. According to her it was okay for ME to be the princess because I was already a boy and didn't have to worry about being girlie. She also said that she didn't like pink and that the dress brought out my eyes."
Kurama burst out laughing this time. Tears actually rolled out of his eyes, and he held his stomach. He couldn't help laughing. He had the hilarious image of a toddler type Yusuke dressed in a frilly pink dress yelling 'save me' while a toddler type Keiko galloped up on her invisible steed. It was just too perfect! So Kurama laughed until he ran out of most of his laughter, although, he couldn't help but chuckle every now and then. Yusuke's face kept getting more and more indignant. The boy crossed his arms over his chest.
"Are you done now?" He asked dryly.
Kurama muffled another laugh but nodded. Yusuke sighed, uncrossed his arms, gave Kurama one last warning look, and continued. "Well, so it all happened like this . . ."
****Flash Back****
"Help! Help! Save me!" Cried a small boy dressed in pink.
The boy stood in the middle of a large sand castle and wailed.
"Don't fear princess, for I will save you!" Called a small little girl.
She tried to speak in a deep voice, and she galloped with a stick in her hand, for she was the brave knight, sworn to save, honor, and protect the lovely princess, Yusukina!
Keiko galloped nobly across sandbox, determined to rescue the damsel in distress, when all of the sudden, someone ran right into her, knocking her to the ground. She dropped her wonderful sword and lay sprawled out in the grainy sand. She moaned, having had the wind knocked out of her a little. Gradually, she pushed herself up to a sitting position.
"Ow . . . my head . . ." She said in a small voice.
Her hand rubbed the back of her head and she winced slightly at the forming bump. When she pulled her hand away, she examined it thoroughly, although she didn't know why, but she saw adults do it when ever they got hit in the head, so she figured that there had to be a very good reason, and that she should do it too. She looked around then, her chubby cheeks tinted red out of anger. How dare someone knock down the great knight? They would pay dearly! She jumped to her feet and retrieved her sword.
"Who did that?" She demanded.
A few kids looked up from their activities, but none answered at first. Then, a shrill, squeaky voice cut through the air.
"I did." It said.
Keiko looked to see a girl about her height, same age, with blue eyes and short, curly blonde hair. Keiko scowled.
"Why'd you knock me down?" She asked.
The girl shrugged.
"I was playing tag and you got it my way." Answered the other girl.
Keiko stomped toward her, little fists clenched.
"I was her first. You shouldn't a pushed me." She said.
The other girl shrugged again.
"What're you gunna do 'bout it, huh? Cry to your mama?"
Keiko's cheeks turned even redder, and with a sudden burst of anger, she tackled the other young toddler to the ground. The girl let out a shrill scream of surprise and when they hit the ground, she started to kick and yell wildly. Keiko straddled her waist and glared at her.
"Crybaby." She accused, and then rolled off of her.
The little girl on the ground narrowed her eyes.
"I am not a crybaby!"
Keiko stuck her tongue out at her.
"Are too."
"Am not! My name is Amissa and my papa is a very successful bu'ness man." Amissa said, and climbed to her feet.
The moment she stood though, Keiko gave her a rough shove, and Amissa stumbled backwards, but managed to keep herself from actually falling.
"I don't care 'bout your papa, crybaby." Keiko said, and with one last sneer, she turned on her heel and went to finish her rescue mission.
****End Flash Back****
"And they've been enemies ever since." Finished Yusuke.
Kurama looked over at him.
"Wow, Keiko was the last one on my list of 'People With Rivals'."
Yusuke nodded.
"Amissa and Keiko competed in EVERYTHING from that day on, but then one summer, Amissa moved away. Her dad had gotten a job offer that paid more and had better benefits, so they left. I remember Keiko was so happy that day that she ran up hugged me, and kissed me on the cheek."
Yusuke smiled softly at that memory. It had surprised him, but Keiko had been so excited that she hadn't even realized she'd done it. Kurama smiled over at his friend's warm expression.
"Yusuke."
"Hm?"
"Do you really love her?" He asked.
The dark-eyed boy faced Kurama fully, his expression was determined, and completely without doubt.
"With all my soul." He replied, and the golden sun shone its last rays of light as it disappeared from the sky.
