"Yu..."
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"Yus..."
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"Yusuke...wake up Hun!"
Ugh.
Yusuke's eyes fluttered open to see Mali's warm smile. "I was afraid we'd lose you...You were bleeding so much, we almost did." Mali laughed, "Good thing you have such a hard head!"
"It's his own da*m fault..." Yusuke turned to see Hiei, and Kurama. Hiei was glaring at him. Yusuke smiled groggily. "Sorry to scare you darling." Hiei growled, while Kurama laughed. Kurama grabbed him as Hiei raised his fist to smack him. There was a bandage on his forehead, and dried blood could be seen on it.
"Is the battling done?"
"No..just an intermission to collect the dead again."
Yusuke's mind flashed to Kristy and he sat up. "I need to find a guy called Mace!"
"That's my name." Yusuke turned to see a black haired, blue eyed man, maybe a bit older than him, getting his leg wrapped up. Yusuke swallowed. "Do you know a girl named Kristy?"
Mace's face went bright, "You've seen her! Man I was so worried about her, that brat. She's my lil' sis"
Yusuke felt his heart break.
"She...She's dead...She died, killing the demon's flying overhead." Mace's face turned the color of ash, and he aged 10 years. His eyes turned dark and he said softly "Oh."
"I'm-"
"Thank you for telling me." Mace got up, even though his leg wasn't fully wrapped up, and walked off.
"Poor man...everyone is losing someone here." Kurama said sorrowfully.
Yusuke blinked, and then turned quickly looking at his friend's, "Where's Kuwabara!?"
"Right here."
Yusuke gave a relieved sigh, which ceased when he saw Kuwabara. Kuwabara had no arm. From the shoulder down his arm was gone. There was a bandage where his sleeve should be, and Yusuke couldn't help but stare. "No...Kuwabara." Yusuke was frozen, Kuwabara gave a gentle smile.
"It was worth it saving you. Where would I be without my punching bag?" Kuwabara laughed, "Actually I'm more like *your* punching bag, eh?"
Yusuke swallowed, and then...
Kuwabara pushed his arm through his sleeve. There was a dark scar all the way around the joint of his arm. It almost looked as if his arm had been glued back together, like a plate when you broke it. He laughed, and ruffled Yusuke's hair, "Gotcha." Yusuke punched Kuwabara square in the gut, and dove on top of him. "YOU LOUSY PEACE OF SHI*!" Hiei burst out laughing, "Now this is funny!"
After Yusuke stopped trying to kill Kuwabara, he sat on his waist and glared at him. "Never play that type of joke on me again!!" Yusuke looked at him sadly, "If you'd really gotten that seriously injured because of me...I don't think I could live with myself during this." Kuwabara winced guiltily. "I'm sorry." he apologized, looking really upset.
Yusuke accepted the apology, yawned and laid down.
"Urameshi, what the Hell you think your doing?"
"Sleeping."
"I know...but your on me."
"I know."
"GET OFF!"
"Nah. Too comfortable."
"URAMESHI..."
"What? You got plenty of fat. Your a big fat pillow..."
"URAMESHI I'M WARNING YOU!!"
"Awww Yaoi..."
Kuwabara and Yusuke both went bright red and shot up to glare at the laughing Mali.
"Please help him!" A demon, with long furry ears, came running up. He was cradling a 13 year old boy, who suffered from many wounds.
"You four, get along. Come back later! Find the wounded, and send them to us!"
The four left, and starred around. It was awfully quiet when they took pauses between battling. "I wish this would end." Kurama suddenly stated. "I think we all do."
Kuwabara sighed. "I'm gonna go."
"Where?" Yusuke questioned.
"I'm going to check up on the entire area, maybe some people where blown around."
With that said Kuwabara took off. Kurama and Hiei looked out at the field ahead of the Trench, "We're going out there. Yusuke...you rest...your a little pale." Kurama touched his friend's shoulder, and he and Hiei took off together.
Yusuke was left alone, and he knew just where he wanted to go. He walked until he found his destination, and found the two Furry Dragons. They both approached him, nuzzling him with their gigantic heads. "Hey...I guess you two saved me. Thank you." They gave out a low bellow, that was trapped in their throats. It sounded like a whale calling.
So different then that pretty hum he had heard.
He rubbed his face against the two's furry faces, and noticed a young boy tending to the third, which was the smallest of the three. This boy was exactly 10 years old.
He couldn't be more than 10.
There was no way.
He had brown, almost blonde hair, and hazel eyes. He was running his finger's though the mane of the Dragon, while clutching a wallet.
Yusuke approached him, and smiled at the young boy's sorrowful face. "Hey..."
"Hey."
"I'm Yusuke."
The boy looked up at him with the saddest eyes Yusuke had ever seen. "I'm Kazuma." Yusuke laughed, "My best friend's name is Kazuma. What are you doing here...?"
"Fighting." Yusuke frowned, "But your so young."
"I know...but when this is over I won't remember it."
"Oh?"
The boy nodded, smiling just a bit, "Koenma will erase anyone's memories if they don't want them." Yusuke blinked, "Are you sure?" "Yes...I'm sure if I ask he'll do it. He has too...he has too!" Yusuke nodded, seeing the little boys' tears he didn't have the heart to tell him the truth. "May I keep talking with you?" Yusuke asked Kazuma with a smile. The boy smiled wider. "Yes." Yusuke rubbed his hair. "Good."
"Yusuke sir, Are you and Kazuma...really close?"
Yusuke smiled, "I'd die without him."
Kazuma opened up a small wallet that looked battered and burned. He handed it to Yusuke. There were Three people in it. One was a 12 year old boy, with spiky red hair, and black eyes. The other two were demons. They were twins, with different color hair, and judging by their features, they were very young demons. On the other side of the wallet was another picture of Kazuma with the Red head boy. Kazuma was riding piggyback on the red head.
"That's my best friend. His name is Yaiko. He could kick a soccer ball clear across the field. His favorite food was Broccoli, which id just wrong. He was always teased because of it. I've known him since I was born, because we're neighbors. He wants to be a Soccer player when he grows up, and wants me to by his side, though I'm not good at soccer." Kazuma was sobbing loudly now.
"He's not here anymore. He was killed today, saving me."
Yusuke pulled the kid into his arms, and little Kazuma hugged him. "Listen to me, your going to see him again. I know. You'll see him. My best friend, he has, on several occasions, saved me by taking blows for me. He even donated some of his life for me. Once, he let himself get stabbed right in the chest to save me. When your best friend's with someone, you try to protect them, and they do the same."
"But they die saving you!" Kazuma sobbed.
"But we'd die saving them, right?" The little boy nodded, and Yusuke pulled him away and knelt down. "Don't blame yourself, everything will be okay." "Yo! Urameshi!"
Both of them turned to see Kuwabara. "Kazuma that's him." Kuwabara approached, and automatically ruffled the young boy's hair. "My goodness, your a brave boy." Kazuma blinked, "Huh?" Kuwabara smiled, "I know these things, trust me."
"This is Kazuma." Yusuke said with a smile. "Well what do you know! That's my name too! Cool. But I go by my last name. So you can call me Kuwabara." Kuwabara held out his large hand, the small boys hand looking so small compared to his. Once they had shaken hands, Kuwabara scooped him up. "C'mon kiddo. Your hanging with us. We're getting you cleaned up and getting you something to eat. Hurry up Urameshi, your slower than my Grandma!"
Yusuke laughed, and tagged behind. Kuwabara and Kazuma had immediately struck up a conversation, and Kazuma seemed to like being carried by Kuwabara. Yusuke smiled at his best friend. If Kuwabara really did die, Yusuke would lose complete control. But that wouldn't happen.
But Yusuke isn't fate.
And Fate decides what will happen in the end.
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la...no cliffy but dramatic sentence. did i worry you with the whole amputation thing...hee... PREVIEW FOR NEXT CHAPTER: Yusuke has night watch, and Kuwabara asks him a question. He gives the answer but that may or may not be correct, he is not fate. And as the night drags on...who knows what trouble he will face!
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"Yus..."
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"Yusuke...wake up Hun!"
Ugh.
Yusuke's eyes fluttered open to see Mali's warm smile. "I was afraid we'd lose you...You were bleeding so much, we almost did." Mali laughed, "Good thing you have such a hard head!"
"It's his own da*m fault..." Yusuke turned to see Hiei, and Kurama. Hiei was glaring at him. Yusuke smiled groggily. "Sorry to scare you darling." Hiei growled, while Kurama laughed. Kurama grabbed him as Hiei raised his fist to smack him. There was a bandage on his forehead, and dried blood could be seen on it.
"Is the battling done?"
"No..just an intermission to collect the dead again."
Yusuke's mind flashed to Kristy and he sat up. "I need to find a guy called Mace!"
"That's my name." Yusuke turned to see a black haired, blue eyed man, maybe a bit older than him, getting his leg wrapped up. Yusuke swallowed. "Do you know a girl named Kristy?"
Mace's face went bright, "You've seen her! Man I was so worried about her, that brat. She's my lil' sis"
Yusuke felt his heart break.
"She...She's dead...She died, killing the demon's flying overhead." Mace's face turned the color of ash, and he aged 10 years. His eyes turned dark and he said softly "Oh."
"I'm-"
"Thank you for telling me." Mace got up, even though his leg wasn't fully wrapped up, and walked off.
"Poor man...everyone is losing someone here." Kurama said sorrowfully.
Yusuke blinked, and then turned quickly looking at his friend's, "Where's Kuwabara!?"
"Right here."
Yusuke gave a relieved sigh, which ceased when he saw Kuwabara. Kuwabara had no arm. From the shoulder down his arm was gone. There was a bandage where his sleeve should be, and Yusuke couldn't help but stare. "No...Kuwabara." Yusuke was frozen, Kuwabara gave a gentle smile.
"It was worth it saving you. Where would I be without my punching bag?" Kuwabara laughed, "Actually I'm more like *your* punching bag, eh?"
Yusuke swallowed, and then...
Kuwabara pushed his arm through his sleeve. There was a dark scar all the way around the joint of his arm. It almost looked as if his arm had been glued back together, like a plate when you broke it. He laughed, and ruffled Yusuke's hair, "Gotcha." Yusuke punched Kuwabara square in the gut, and dove on top of him. "YOU LOUSY PEACE OF SHI*!" Hiei burst out laughing, "Now this is funny!"
After Yusuke stopped trying to kill Kuwabara, he sat on his waist and glared at him. "Never play that type of joke on me again!!" Yusuke looked at him sadly, "If you'd really gotten that seriously injured because of me...I don't think I could live with myself during this." Kuwabara winced guiltily. "I'm sorry." he apologized, looking really upset.
Yusuke accepted the apology, yawned and laid down.
"Urameshi, what the Hell you think your doing?"
"Sleeping."
"I know...but your on me."
"I know."
"GET OFF!"
"Nah. Too comfortable."
"URAMESHI..."
"What? You got plenty of fat. Your a big fat pillow..."
"URAMESHI I'M WARNING YOU!!"
"Awww Yaoi..."
Kuwabara and Yusuke both went bright red and shot up to glare at the laughing Mali.
"Please help him!" A demon, with long furry ears, came running up. He was cradling a 13 year old boy, who suffered from many wounds.
"You four, get along. Come back later! Find the wounded, and send them to us!"
The four left, and starred around. It was awfully quiet when they took pauses between battling. "I wish this would end." Kurama suddenly stated. "I think we all do."
Kuwabara sighed. "I'm gonna go."
"Where?" Yusuke questioned.
"I'm going to check up on the entire area, maybe some people where blown around."
With that said Kuwabara took off. Kurama and Hiei looked out at the field ahead of the Trench, "We're going out there. Yusuke...you rest...your a little pale." Kurama touched his friend's shoulder, and he and Hiei took off together.
Yusuke was left alone, and he knew just where he wanted to go. He walked until he found his destination, and found the two Furry Dragons. They both approached him, nuzzling him with their gigantic heads. "Hey...I guess you two saved me. Thank you." They gave out a low bellow, that was trapped in their throats. It sounded like a whale calling.
So different then that pretty hum he had heard.
He rubbed his face against the two's furry faces, and noticed a young boy tending to the third, which was the smallest of the three. This boy was exactly 10 years old.
He couldn't be more than 10.
There was no way.
He had brown, almost blonde hair, and hazel eyes. He was running his finger's though the mane of the Dragon, while clutching a wallet.
Yusuke approached him, and smiled at the young boy's sorrowful face. "Hey..."
"Hey."
"I'm Yusuke."
The boy looked up at him with the saddest eyes Yusuke had ever seen. "I'm Kazuma." Yusuke laughed, "My best friend's name is Kazuma. What are you doing here...?"
"Fighting." Yusuke frowned, "But your so young."
"I know...but when this is over I won't remember it."
"Oh?"
The boy nodded, smiling just a bit, "Koenma will erase anyone's memories if they don't want them." Yusuke blinked, "Are you sure?" "Yes...I'm sure if I ask he'll do it. He has too...he has too!" Yusuke nodded, seeing the little boys' tears he didn't have the heart to tell him the truth. "May I keep talking with you?" Yusuke asked Kazuma with a smile. The boy smiled wider. "Yes." Yusuke rubbed his hair. "Good."
"Yusuke sir, Are you and Kazuma...really close?"
Yusuke smiled, "I'd die without him."
Kazuma opened up a small wallet that looked battered and burned. He handed it to Yusuke. There were Three people in it. One was a 12 year old boy, with spiky red hair, and black eyes. The other two were demons. They were twins, with different color hair, and judging by their features, they were very young demons. On the other side of the wallet was another picture of Kazuma with the Red head boy. Kazuma was riding piggyback on the red head.
"That's my best friend. His name is Yaiko. He could kick a soccer ball clear across the field. His favorite food was Broccoli, which id just wrong. He was always teased because of it. I've known him since I was born, because we're neighbors. He wants to be a Soccer player when he grows up, and wants me to by his side, though I'm not good at soccer." Kazuma was sobbing loudly now.
"He's not here anymore. He was killed today, saving me."
Yusuke pulled the kid into his arms, and little Kazuma hugged him. "Listen to me, your going to see him again. I know. You'll see him. My best friend, he has, on several occasions, saved me by taking blows for me. He even donated some of his life for me. Once, he let himself get stabbed right in the chest to save me. When your best friend's with someone, you try to protect them, and they do the same."
"But they die saving you!" Kazuma sobbed.
"But we'd die saving them, right?" The little boy nodded, and Yusuke pulled him away and knelt down. "Don't blame yourself, everything will be okay." "Yo! Urameshi!"
Both of them turned to see Kuwabara. "Kazuma that's him." Kuwabara approached, and automatically ruffled the young boy's hair. "My goodness, your a brave boy." Kazuma blinked, "Huh?" Kuwabara smiled, "I know these things, trust me."
"This is Kazuma." Yusuke said with a smile. "Well what do you know! That's my name too! Cool. But I go by my last name. So you can call me Kuwabara." Kuwabara held out his large hand, the small boys hand looking so small compared to his. Once they had shaken hands, Kuwabara scooped him up. "C'mon kiddo. Your hanging with us. We're getting you cleaned up and getting you something to eat. Hurry up Urameshi, your slower than my Grandma!"
Yusuke laughed, and tagged behind. Kuwabara and Kazuma had immediately struck up a conversation, and Kazuma seemed to like being carried by Kuwabara. Yusuke smiled at his best friend. If Kuwabara really did die, Yusuke would lose complete control. But that wouldn't happen.
But Yusuke isn't fate.
And Fate decides what will happen in the end.
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la...no cliffy but dramatic sentence. did i worry you with the whole amputation thing...hee... PREVIEW FOR NEXT CHAPTER: Yusuke has night watch, and Kuwabara asks him a question. He gives the answer but that may or may not be correct, he is not fate. And as the night drags on...who knows what trouble he will face!