Untitled
by Kurohi Tatsaki
Chapter Three: Caving In
Disclaimer: I don't own YYH. Please don't sue me.
This is my first fanfic revolving around Yusuke. Please be nice.
Warning: This is a yaoi fanfic. A minor pairing is Hiei & Kurama. Saying the dominant one would be a spoiler, but it will be well-known soon. Not only that, it is one of the most uncommon pairings ever to grace the realm of Yu Yu Hakusho (plus, it's a Yaoi one!)! If you readers dislike Yaoi, but read it anyway, please don't flame. If you don't like reading this, just leave & find something better, okay? Arigato!
Kuramie and Kaiaramith - It'll be hard to overlook the Yaoi b/c it plays a huge part - that's one of the themes in this story! ^^ If you're insistent on overlooking the Yaoi, I wish you GOOOOOOOOD luck ^_^ b/c that's just about all I write these days! It's also okay to hate Yaoi, but I'm just giving you a friendly warning b/c this fanfic IS Yaoi. So, if it starts getting too Yaoi-ish for your tastes, then do what you will, but pleeeeeeassse don't flame me for writing what I like.
This was a bit harder to come up with b/c I didn't dream this part at all. I never got past the last chapter in my actual dream, so I'm making this story up as I go along, as usual. The only thing I plan is a happy ending for this fic.
This is the last installment. Anyone want a sequel? If so, I'll probably get to it sometime else. I have a lot of fics to do, too.
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Yusuke smirked at Kuwabara. Kuwabara smirked at Yusuke.
The delinquent lunged at the oaf and aimed to punch him in the face. Kuwabara blocked at the last second, grabbed his friend's arm, and nearly managed to fling him away and land a fist of his own to the other's face.
The jet-black-haired boy caught the fist in one hand and managed to unleash a few blows to Kuwabara's gut. He backed off for a moment and grinned coyly.
Kuwabara blindly lunged at the other male, fists at the ready.
"Izzat all you got, Kazuma?!" demanded the teen, wiping a few bangs out of his chocolate eyes. They gleamed in a strange manner.
Kuwabara's body suddenly froze at the boy's demand without hesitation. Those words had sunk in faster than he could have ever imagined possible for his thick skull. [Did he just call me...]
"Or am I gonna have ta go ta you?!" Yusuke finished half a heartbeat later. He lunged and pulled back a fist. Mid-swing when he neared the other male, he turned the punch into a tackle and landed atop the other. The force made them both flip once, but the skilled fighter managed to land as the seme again. He grinned happily and lowered his head toward the other's so he could easily decipher the other's eyes' meaning. "So, do I win, Kazuma??" he asked hyperly.
"URAMESHI!!" wailed the temporarily physically paralyzed oaf. "Why are you callin' me 'Kazuma'?!?!"
The resurrected child blinked slowly, as if in a daze. He groaned and rubbed his head. "Ooowwwwww... it feels like a bulldozer rolled my head flatter than a sheet of paper..." He stopped rubbing his head for a second and saw the carrot-top underneath him. He was surprised to see that Yusuke's own legs straddled the oaf's waist. He blinked. "Eh? Kuwabara, what's goin' on? I thought we were fighting, not wrestling...!"
"That's what I'D like to know!!" retorted the other boy anxiously. "One minute we were fighting and the next second you pinned me!! Get OFF!!" He threw the shorter male off of him. Before Yusuke even managed to land with a "thud", the oaf dashed off somewhere in "grandma's forest" as the delinquent had once put it.
"Oi, Kuwabara! Matte yo!" Yusuke gave chase. "Wait UP, Kuwabara!" called the boy. As a root came his way, he effortlessly leapt over it. As Kuwabara rounded the corner of a tree, he blindly dashed ahead.
"Kuwabara!!" He gradually picked up his speed. He soon caught up with Kuwabara and tackled him yet again, sending them rolling for who knows how long.
At some time, during the roll, Yusuke's foot hit a sharp rock. He felt pain trace its jagged path through his ankle and up his leg, but he didn't cry out. He bore it like it was nothing, for the pain was almost nothing.
They gradually came to a stop with Yusuke carelessly heaped atop the taller one. They both panted, as the run had been faster than usual rather than long and slow.
Yusuke raised his head from the other's chest. Even from the mild distance, he could still hear the other's pounding heart. "Kuwabara...? Daijobu?"
He nodded, still gasping. "Get. Off. Me," he ordered best that he could. It sounded more like a plea, though.
The delinquent blinked widely, his mouth slightly agape. He found Kuwabara's tone a little off. After a moment, he shifted and frowned as pain seemingly coursed through both his legs. "...I can't move...... Kuwabara," he whispered, almost fearfully. Keyword was "almost".
The carrot-top took this moment to regain his breath. He sat up without moving his legs much so as not to disturb the other boy. "Whaddya mean, 'you can't move', Urameshi?"
The delinquent frowned and pushed himself up, using his hands as support against the ground. Experimentally, he tried to move his right leg.
...It moved!
He did the same with his left.
...It twitched and he felt pain.
"Nnn...!" He forcefully pushed himself away and landed on his butt a few inches from the other man with a soft grunt. He pulled his right leg up to his chest, took his right arm to hold against the lower part of his leg, keeping his posture in place. Yusuke stared blankly at his left leg. As long as it didn't move his ankle, it didn't hurt.
But it throbbed like hell.
"Urameshi?"
He waved the other off, keeping his gaze rigidly focused on his leg. He grit his teeth slightly and bit out in a pretty smooth manner, "I'm fine. I think I just hurt my ankle from something hard it hit."
"Urameshi."
Yusuke looked up. The oaf was pretty damn close - actually, closer than mere seconds ago. [What is he doing so close to me? What does he want?]
"I learned some healing techniques from Yukina-san..." he trailed for a moment.
[Oh. That's why.]
"Want me to heal you up real quick so you won't have to lean on my shoulder?"
Yusuke remained silent. He stared blankly at the taller one, eyes lost and unfocused, as if his soul were leaving his body right this second. [It's just a little injury, but I guess... maybe, he could. I usually just heal up by myself, but... a little boost couldn't hurt, ne...?] After a moment, he nodded once.
Kuwabara's hands rested just over the injury and started to glow softly.
The delinquent shut his eyes as the ache of slight movements was escorted out of his system by energy. [So... warm......] Just as Kuwabara finished up, he turned to the boy.
"Urameshi?"
"Zzzzzz..." replied Yusuke, deep in dreamland. His arms weakly held himself up, and his head was lolled gently to his left, close to the oaf's broad right shoulder.
The second-best fighter of Sarayashiki Junior High snorted once before hauling the teen over his shoulder to carry him back to the Temple. "Urameshi, you ding-dong... I wonder what you were thinking, you baka..."
Yusuke's sleeping mind lay in a world of warmth. After a moment, images came forth from the dark abyss created from behind his eyelids.
Yusuke pulled up a brunette's skirt. "Whoo, them's some bug-ugly panties. Crack-stained, too."
*~SMACK!~*
"IDIOT! PERVERT!" barked the girl. "Just DIE why don't you?!!"
The delinquent gently brushed against his own cheek as he regarded the girl before him fondly. "Hey, Keiko. Nice kiss."
"Yusuke you lazy bum! Get your ass UP and help your friends!!"
Keiko...
"Shut up! *Nobody* talks that way to the toughest mug in Sarayashiki, you got it?! You'll lick the bottoms of *my* shoes today!!"
"Really. Okay, I've got a swell *bad mood* going... so this oughta work out fine."
*~POW!~* "Take that!" *~WHACK!~*
"I.. I got the tickle feeling a moment ago," murmured his one-and-only rival.
"There's a demon nearby?" asked Yusuke, his voice echoing.
"Not a demon... I think it's a fluke. I can't sense anything at all... whether it be Reiki or Youki, I sense nothin'."
Kuwabara...
"All the while we've been thinking you were a brilliant strategist... really, you're just a lucky fool."
"...My real name was Youko. I was a kitsune. A spirit fox."
"In time I became bored, and passed my hours learning the art of breaking codes and seals."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha!! I'm glad you're so enthused! The game will be more exciting this way!"
"Jaou Ensatsu Kokuryuhaa!"
Kurama... Hiei...
"Mmmm..."
Kuwabara was startled from his thoughts - who woulda thought he actually performed at least the basic arts of thinking? - and set his sights on the stirring boy near him.
Brown eyes flickered open. Yusuke sat up and looked around as he let his neck stretch out. As soon as he recognized his surroundings, he mumbled, "Kuwabara?"
The other teen's gaze flicked to his friend's before retreating quickly in a skittish manner. "Everyone's drunk themselves into the floor... believe it or not, even Kurama and Hiei."
Mirth lit up Yusuke's eyes, but it wasn't powerful enough to create even a giggle in his depressed being. "...Honto ka?"
Kuwabara nodded once, fixing his averting gaze back to his rival. "Yeah, though with Hiei, it's no surprise. He loves the warmed sake." He paused a moment before asking quietly, "So, um, how's your ankle?"
The delinquent gave it a slight twitch and a small grin formed. "Eh, it's better. A tad bit sore, but it can't be helped. But, the injury itself is gone. I should be able to fight again within a days time or so."
"Ah, sugoi," sighed Kuwabara in relief. "My healing powers aren't as good as Yukina-san's, but at least they worked on you."
Yusuke smiled for a second. "Arigato, Kuwabara." He looked away, eyes focused on an empty spot on the floor.
There was some silence, until Kuwabara broke it.
"Um, can I ask something?" murmured the taller teen. He absently tugged at a loose end of his shirt. He was kind of nervous about the matter he was about to bring up. He hoped he wouldn't disturb the other boy, considering how fond he's grown of Yusuke.
He found himself wanted to see the other boy as much as possible. So much, that it would have to be determined if it were love or infatuation.
Kuwabara hoped for the former.
Hence, he didn't want to shatter the other boy. But, this topic *had* to get out into the open!
He had to see...
"Shoot," replied his crush without hesitation.
[He must really, really trust me not to hurt him with questions.] "How... are you doing... I mean..." stuttered he. "dealing... with... the loss of... Keiko-chan?"
As soon as the girl's name came from his lips, a harsh sob burst forth from the other's chest. Its siblings followed their leader, and came in one massive rush. Tears streamed from dark chocolate eyes, which closed themselves to the world around them harshly. Their owner did not wish for them to be seen in such a vulnerable state. He felt shattered all over again. After all, actually losing Keiko after all he had done, after all he had gone through, just so she could live...
...and now, she...
The orange-tinted carrot-top blinked only once before throwing a comforting arm around the other's shoulders. Slowly, he pulled the other against his chest and rocked his body back slightly. His arms wrapped around the other's shoulders to further protect the boy. He let the proud fighter cry his eyes out as he simply rubbed the shorter teen's right shoulder in a slow, circular motion.
"She was... like a baby sister to me... oh Keiko... I couldn't even save her..." he sobbed. He bit his lip to try and quiet his cries. It seemed to work... sort of.
"Her death hit me pretty hard, too," confessed the other teen "but, you want to know what vibe she gave me right after her death?"
"Uh-huh..." he choked. "Nani? What did she want?"
"It was a vibe that she wanted your happiness. She was sad because *you* were sad. Her time of death was scheduled for that very afternoon... Botan- chan told me so... Urameshi, gomen..."
"...Daijobu......" His watery eyes opened. "...Oi, Kuwabara?"
"Nn?" mumbled the other boy. He closed his eyes.
"...Can I... Can I call you... 'Kazuma'?" asked Yusuke.
The other boy hesitated as the shorter boy unconsciously drew himself even closer, half-snuggling the side of his head to the taller boy's left shoulder.
"...I-I mean... it *is* your name, after all..." he mumbled, trying to validate his question.
"Yusuke........."
Being called by his first name struck an unknown cord inside him. The called boy turned his head, replying, "Na--mmmph?!" He blinked widely as he felt another pair of lips close over his own. "Mmmnnn..." He closed his eyes as sensations overwhelmed his sight. He let himself be carried away with the new pleasures. His own tongue tentatively touched the other's lips and was quickly granted access. Their tongued dueled for the first time in, for Yusuke's, strange, and Kuwabara's, familiar territory.
Kuwabara undid Yusuke's button-up shirt and slid it off his shoulders. He rained kisses of comfort and compassion across his throat and down to his chest. His mouth hungrily searched for a nipple and eagerly encased it in his hot mouth. He teased it with his mouth and used his fingers against the all but abandoned one.
Yusuke mewed softly and gently tugged the other's hair. In all honesty, he didn't know what to do.
Kuwabara's mouth went to the other nipple and suckled it.
The uke arched into the other's treatment and moaned softly. His leg urgently rubbed at an area between Kuwabara's hips and thighs, causing the taller one to groan. He pulled his face away from the other boy's chest and regarded him thoughtfully.
Yusuke unbuttoned the other's shirt and tugged it off...
***
A figure yawned softly and rose to his feet elegantly. He strode over to one of the rooms and silently slid open the door.
Two figures lay intertwined with each other, their breathing slow and even. The first figure was Yusuke. The second was Kuwabara.
The figure's keen nose picked up the scent of lovemaking.
That's exactly how Kurama found them. He went unnoticed, as his reiki was masked. He smiled lightly, satisfied that the potion had sunk in with its full effect. Reiki still masked, he then sauntered off to find his lover, Hiei. He had some things to report. Other than that...
...Misshon Ichi Kansei Shita
Fin.
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oi = hey
nani = what/what did you say?
Honto ka = Really?
daijobu (the "o" is long) = It's okay/I'm okay/fine
arigato (the "o" is long) = Thank you!/Thanks
Ore wa kitsune no baka NAI yo = I am NOT a stupid fox!
Moshi-moshi = Hello? (answering the telephone)
Ore wa baka nai, ningen no baka = I am not an idiot, stupid human.
kisama = bastard
chibi = derogatory term for "short". "shrimp" is also a translation. Lately, the word "chibi" refers to anime characters with a head posing as half of their height.
sugoi = good
matte yo = Wait! (matte = wait)
Reiki = Spirit Energy
Reikai Tantei = Spirit Detective
Youko = Fox. In this case, it seems, Youko = fox demon
Hiei = Kanji for "Flying Shadow" (It is also, of course, our favorite Jaganshi's name!)
youkai = demon
seme = dominant/person who inflicts something/the boss
han- = half-
sake = rice wine
Jaou Ensatsu Kokryuhaa (Jao Ensatsu Kokuryu-ha)
uke = submissive/receiving end (opposite of "seme")
misshon = mission
ichi = one
kansei shita = accomplished/completed
22 September 2003
by Kurohi Tatsaki
Chapter Three: Caving In
Disclaimer: I don't own YYH. Please don't sue me.
This is my first fanfic revolving around Yusuke. Please be nice.
Warning: This is a yaoi fanfic. A minor pairing is Hiei & Kurama. Saying the dominant one would be a spoiler, but it will be well-known soon. Not only that, it is one of the most uncommon pairings ever to grace the realm of Yu Yu Hakusho (plus, it's a Yaoi one!)! If you readers dislike Yaoi, but read it anyway, please don't flame. If you don't like reading this, just leave & find something better, okay? Arigato!
Kuramie and Kaiaramith - It'll be hard to overlook the Yaoi b/c it plays a huge part - that's one of the themes in this story! ^^ If you're insistent on overlooking the Yaoi, I wish you GOOOOOOOOD luck ^_^ b/c that's just about all I write these days! It's also okay to hate Yaoi, but I'm just giving you a friendly warning b/c this fanfic IS Yaoi. So, if it starts getting too Yaoi-ish for your tastes, then do what you will, but pleeeeeeassse don't flame me for writing what I like.
This was a bit harder to come up with b/c I didn't dream this part at all. I never got past the last chapter in my actual dream, so I'm making this story up as I go along, as usual. The only thing I plan is a happy ending for this fic.
This is the last installment. Anyone want a sequel? If so, I'll probably get to it sometime else. I have a lot of fics to do, too.
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Yusuke smirked at Kuwabara. Kuwabara smirked at Yusuke.
The delinquent lunged at the oaf and aimed to punch him in the face. Kuwabara blocked at the last second, grabbed his friend's arm, and nearly managed to fling him away and land a fist of his own to the other's face.
The jet-black-haired boy caught the fist in one hand and managed to unleash a few blows to Kuwabara's gut. He backed off for a moment and grinned coyly.
Kuwabara blindly lunged at the other male, fists at the ready.
"Izzat all you got, Kazuma?!" demanded the teen, wiping a few bangs out of his chocolate eyes. They gleamed in a strange manner.
Kuwabara's body suddenly froze at the boy's demand without hesitation. Those words had sunk in faster than he could have ever imagined possible for his thick skull. [Did he just call me...]
"Or am I gonna have ta go ta you?!" Yusuke finished half a heartbeat later. He lunged and pulled back a fist. Mid-swing when he neared the other male, he turned the punch into a tackle and landed atop the other. The force made them both flip once, but the skilled fighter managed to land as the seme again. He grinned happily and lowered his head toward the other's so he could easily decipher the other's eyes' meaning. "So, do I win, Kazuma??" he asked hyperly.
"URAMESHI!!" wailed the temporarily physically paralyzed oaf. "Why are you callin' me 'Kazuma'?!?!"
The resurrected child blinked slowly, as if in a daze. He groaned and rubbed his head. "Ooowwwwww... it feels like a bulldozer rolled my head flatter than a sheet of paper..." He stopped rubbing his head for a second and saw the carrot-top underneath him. He was surprised to see that Yusuke's own legs straddled the oaf's waist. He blinked. "Eh? Kuwabara, what's goin' on? I thought we were fighting, not wrestling...!"
"That's what I'D like to know!!" retorted the other boy anxiously. "One minute we were fighting and the next second you pinned me!! Get OFF!!" He threw the shorter male off of him. Before Yusuke even managed to land with a "thud", the oaf dashed off somewhere in "grandma's forest" as the delinquent had once put it.
"Oi, Kuwabara! Matte yo!" Yusuke gave chase. "Wait UP, Kuwabara!" called the boy. As a root came his way, he effortlessly leapt over it. As Kuwabara rounded the corner of a tree, he blindly dashed ahead.
"Kuwabara!!" He gradually picked up his speed. He soon caught up with Kuwabara and tackled him yet again, sending them rolling for who knows how long.
At some time, during the roll, Yusuke's foot hit a sharp rock. He felt pain trace its jagged path through his ankle and up his leg, but he didn't cry out. He bore it like it was nothing, for the pain was almost nothing.
They gradually came to a stop with Yusuke carelessly heaped atop the taller one. They both panted, as the run had been faster than usual rather than long and slow.
Yusuke raised his head from the other's chest. Even from the mild distance, he could still hear the other's pounding heart. "Kuwabara...? Daijobu?"
He nodded, still gasping. "Get. Off. Me," he ordered best that he could. It sounded more like a plea, though.
The delinquent blinked widely, his mouth slightly agape. He found Kuwabara's tone a little off. After a moment, he shifted and frowned as pain seemingly coursed through both his legs. "...I can't move...... Kuwabara," he whispered, almost fearfully. Keyword was "almost".
The carrot-top took this moment to regain his breath. He sat up without moving his legs much so as not to disturb the other boy. "Whaddya mean, 'you can't move', Urameshi?"
The delinquent frowned and pushed himself up, using his hands as support against the ground. Experimentally, he tried to move his right leg.
...It moved!
He did the same with his left.
...It twitched and he felt pain.
"Nnn...!" He forcefully pushed himself away and landed on his butt a few inches from the other man with a soft grunt. He pulled his right leg up to his chest, took his right arm to hold against the lower part of his leg, keeping his posture in place. Yusuke stared blankly at his left leg. As long as it didn't move his ankle, it didn't hurt.
But it throbbed like hell.
"Urameshi?"
He waved the other off, keeping his gaze rigidly focused on his leg. He grit his teeth slightly and bit out in a pretty smooth manner, "I'm fine. I think I just hurt my ankle from something hard it hit."
"Urameshi."
Yusuke looked up. The oaf was pretty damn close - actually, closer than mere seconds ago. [What is he doing so close to me? What does he want?]
"I learned some healing techniques from Yukina-san..." he trailed for a moment.
[Oh. That's why.]
"Want me to heal you up real quick so you won't have to lean on my shoulder?"
Yusuke remained silent. He stared blankly at the taller one, eyes lost and unfocused, as if his soul were leaving his body right this second. [It's just a little injury, but I guess... maybe, he could. I usually just heal up by myself, but... a little boost couldn't hurt, ne...?] After a moment, he nodded once.
Kuwabara's hands rested just over the injury and started to glow softly.
The delinquent shut his eyes as the ache of slight movements was escorted out of his system by energy. [So... warm......] Just as Kuwabara finished up, he turned to the boy.
"Urameshi?"
"Zzzzzz..." replied Yusuke, deep in dreamland. His arms weakly held himself up, and his head was lolled gently to his left, close to the oaf's broad right shoulder.
The second-best fighter of Sarayashiki Junior High snorted once before hauling the teen over his shoulder to carry him back to the Temple. "Urameshi, you ding-dong... I wonder what you were thinking, you baka..."
Yusuke's sleeping mind lay in a world of warmth. After a moment, images came forth from the dark abyss created from behind his eyelids.
Yusuke pulled up a brunette's skirt. "Whoo, them's some bug-ugly panties. Crack-stained, too."
*~SMACK!~*
"IDIOT! PERVERT!" barked the girl. "Just DIE why don't you?!!"
The delinquent gently brushed against his own cheek as he regarded the girl before him fondly. "Hey, Keiko. Nice kiss."
"Yusuke you lazy bum! Get your ass UP and help your friends!!"
Keiko...
"Shut up! *Nobody* talks that way to the toughest mug in Sarayashiki, you got it?! You'll lick the bottoms of *my* shoes today!!"
"Really. Okay, I've got a swell *bad mood* going... so this oughta work out fine."
*~POW!~* "Take that!" *~WHACK!~*
"I.. I got the tickle feeling a moment ago," murmured his one-and-only rival.
"There's a demon nearby?" asked Yusuke, his voice echoing.
"Not a demon... I think it's a fluke. I can't sense anything at all... whether it be Reiki or Youki, I sense nothin'."
Kuwabara...
"All the while we've been thinking you were a brilliant strategist... really, you're just a lucky fool."
"...My real name was Youko. I was a kitsune. A spirit fox."
"In time I became bored, and passed my hours learning the art of breaking codes and seals."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha!! I'm glad you're so enthused! The game will be more exciting this way!"
"Jaou Ensatsu Kokuryuhaa!"
Kurama... Hiei...
"Mmmm..."
Kuwabara was startled from his thoughts - who woulda thought he actually performed at least the basic arts of thinking? - and set his sights on the stirring boy near him.
Brown eyes flickered open. Yusuke sat up and looked around as he let his neck stretch out. As soon as he recognized his surroundings, he mumbled, "Kuwabara?"
The other teen's gaze flicked to his friend's before retreating quickly in a skittish manner. "Everyone's drunk themselves into the floor... believe it or not, even Kurama and Hiei."
Mirth lit up Yusuke's eyes, but it wasn't powerful enough to create even a giggle in his depressed being. "...Honto ka?"
Kuwabara nodded once, fixing his averting gaze back to his rival. "Yeah, though with Hiei, it's no surprise. He loves the warmed sake." He paused a moment before asking quietly, "So, um, how's your ankle?"
The delinquent gave it a slight twitch and a small grin formed. "Eh, it's better. A tad bit sore, but it can't be helped. But, the injury itself is gone. I should be able to fight again within a days time or so."
"Ah, sugoi," sighed Kuwabara in relief. "My healing powers aren't as good as Yukina-san's, but at least they worked on you."
Yusuke smiled for a second. "Arigato, Kuwabara." He looked away, eyes focused on an empty spot on the floor.
There was some silence, until Kuwabara broke it.
"Um, can I ask something?" murmured the taller teen. He absently tugged at a loose end of his shirt. He was kind of nervous about the matter he was about to bring up. He hoped he wouldn't disturb the other boy, considering how fond he's grown of Yusuke.
He found himself wanted to see the other boy as much as possible. So much, that it would have to be determined if it were love or infatuation.
Kuwabara hoped for the former.
Hence, he didn't want to shatter the other boy. But, this topic *had* to get out into the open!
He had to see...
"Shoot," replied his crush without hesitation.
[He must really, really trust me not to hurt him with questions.] "How... are you doing... I mean..." stuttered he. "dealing... with... the loss of... Keiko-chan?"
As soon as the girl's name came from his lips, a harsh sob burst forth from the other's chest. Its siblings followed their leader, and came in one massive rush. Tears streamed from dark chocolate eyes, which closed themselves to the world around them harshly. Their owner did not wish for them to be seen in such a vulnerable state. He felt shattered all over again. After all, actually losing Keiko after all he had done, after all he had gone through, just so she could live...
...and now, she...
The orange-tinted carrot-top blinked only once before throwing a comforting arm around the other's shoulders. Slowly, he pulled the other against his chest and rocked his body back slightly. His arms wrapped around the other's shoulders to further protect the boy. He let the proud fighter cry his eyes out as he simply rubbed the shorter teen's right shoulder in a slow, circular motion.
"She was... like a baby sister to me... oh Keiko... I couldn't even save her..." he sobbed. He bit his lip to try and quiet his cries. It seemed to work... sort of.
"Her death hit me pretty hard, too," confessed the other teen "but, you want to know what vibe she gave me right after her death?"
"Uh-huh..." he choked. "Nani? What did she want?"
"It was a vibe that she wanted your happiness. She was sad because *you* were sad. Her time of death was scheduled for that very afternoon... Botan- chan told me so... Urameshi, gomen..."
"...Daijobu......" His watery eyes opened. "...Oi, Kuwabara?"
"Nn?" mumbled the other boy. He closed his eyes.
"...Can I... Can I call you... 'Kazuma'?" asked Yusuke.
The other boy hesitated as the shorter boy unconsciously drew himself even closer, half-snuggling the side of his head to the taller boy's left shoulder.
"...I-I mean... it *is* your name, after all..." he mumbled, trying to validate his question.
"Yusuke........."
Being called by his first name struck an unknown cord inside him. The called boy turned his head, replying, "Na--mmmph?!" He blinked widely as he felt another pair of lips close over his own. "Mmmnnn..." He closed his eyes as sensations overwhelmed his sight. He let himself be carried away with the new pleasures. His own tongue tentatively touched the other's lips and was quickly granted access. Their tongued dueled for the first time in, for Yusuke's, strange, and Kuwabara's, familiar territory.
Kuwabara undid Yusuke's button-up shirt and slid it off his shoulders. He rained kisses of comfort and compassion across his throat and down to his chest. His mouth hungrily searched for a nipple and eagerly encased it in his hot mouth. He teased it with his mouth and used his fingers against the all but abandoned one.
Yusuke mewed softly and gently tugged the other's hair. In all honesty, he didn't know what to do.
Kuwabara's mouth went to the other nipple and suckled it.
The uke arched into the other's treatment and moaned softly. His leg urgently rubbed at an area between Kuwabara's hips and thighs, causing the taller one to groan. He pulled his face away from the other boy's chest and regarded him thoughtfully.
Yusuke unbuttoned the other's shirt and tugged it off...
***
A figure yawned softly and rose to his feet elegantly. He strode over to one of the rooms and silently slid open the door.
Two figures lay intertwined with each other, their breathing slow and even. The first figure was Yusuke. The second was Kuwabara.
The figure's keen nose picked up the scent of lovemaking.
That's exactly how Kurama found them. He went unnoticed, as his reiki was masked. He smiled lightly, satisfied that the potion had sunk in with its full effect. Reiki still masked, he then sauntered off to find his lover, Hiei. He had some things to report. Other than that...
...Misshon Ichi Kansei Shita
Fin.
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oi = hey
nani = what/what did you say?
Honto ka = Really?
daijobu (the "o" is long) = It's okay/I'm okay/fine
arigato (the "o" is long) = Thank you!/Thanks
Ore wa kitsune no baka NAI yo = I am NOT a stupid fox!
Moshi-moshi = Hello? (answering the telephone)
Ore wa baka nai, ningen no baka = I am not an idiot, stupid human.
kisama = bastard
chibi = derogatory term for "short". "shrimp" is also a translation. Lately, the word "chibi" refers to anime characters with a head posing as half of their height.
sugoi = good
matte yo = Wait! (matte = wait)
Reiki = Spirit Energy
Reikai Tantei = Spirit Detective
Youko = Fox. In this case, it seems, Youko = fox demon
Hiei = Kanji for "Flying Shadow" (It is also, of course, our favorite Jaganshi's name!)
youkai = demon
seme = dominant/person who inflicts something/the boss
han- = half-
sake = rice wine
Jaou Ensatsu Kokryuhaa (Jao Ensatsu Kokuryu-ha)
uke = submissive/receiving end (opposite of "seme")
misshon = mission
ichi = one
kansei shita = accomplished/completed
22 September 2003