**
His voice rang through the hallway, causing Yuusuke to stumble in his tracks. It was definintly the voice of someone yelling, as for why they were yelling he wasn't really sure, but he didn't like the sound of it. Yuusuke turned around from where he was hunting for food in the kitchen and took off at a slight jog toward where the sound had come from, Taski's office.
Quickly throwing the door open and stepping into the room, Yuusuke stopped and just stared. He'd heard Taski yelling, and the immediate response from that was to think that there was something wrong. What he didn't expect to see was Taski sitting at his desk basically throwing a tempter tantrum and tossing papers around yelling about how he hates something or other. Meanwhile Yomi, the horned one, stood a bit off to the side just watching him with a tierd look, like he'd heard this a million time before.
"I don't wanna deal with this anymore! I'm sick of it! Sick! Sick! Sick! I hate-" Taski's tantrum deflated like a popped balloon as he caught sight of Yuusuke standing in the doorway. He blinked once, litterly having paused in midaction with his hands still halfway in the air. What papers he had been planning to throw slipped out of his hands, and landed on his head, sliding over his face. Taski groaned loudly and dropped back into his chair as if he wanted to sink into the floor. Meanwhile Yuusuke just stood there staring, not sure what to say at all.
"Are you quite finished?" Yomi asked, his attention aimed at Taski, though his eyes were closed and he either liked not being able to see, or he was blind. Yuusuke was betting for the blind idea, but in this place, he was quickly learning, you never knew.
"No, I'm not." Taski retorted back and emphasized his words by picking up another piece of paper and throwing it to the ground. "Now, I'm done."
Yomi just gave a small sigh and knelt down, starting to pick up the papers in spite of his closed eyes. Somehow he managed to know exactly where all the papers had landed, which Yuusuke could only credit to the three ears on either side of his head. He must have an amazing sense of hearing.
"Something up?"
Yuusuke jumped a bit and glanced back at Taski. "Umm, no, not really. I just heard yelling and thought... just... nevermind. Not my business."
"Well, I guess I was being a bit loud." Taski said in a rare thoughtful voice, then he shrugged and leaned back in his chair. "Oh well, no biggie. I hate bills. I really hate them."
Yomi declined to comment as he picked up the last of the papers. But this time he didn't set them on Taski's desk, instead he carried them over and placed them on a shelf out of his reach. Apparently if he wanted to throw them around again he'd have to excert some effort to stand up and reach them. Taski didn't seem to care anymore, now that they were out of his sight, which meant that Yomi's destraction worked.
"I hate bills, why do I have to do them? That's why I hired you!" The firey redhead whined back at Yomi. Yomi simply shook his head.
"I can hardly do bills when I can't read them."
"Oh pooh." Taski settled back down in his chair in what looked like a pout, suddenly seeming very childish.
"What's so big about bills..." Yuusuke's voice trailed off as he caught a glimpse of the total on the top paper. That couldn't be right. "Shit." He muttered softly.
"Nicely put," Taski said dryly.
Yuusuke glanced at the paper again, just staring at the total. The bill was laid out with various fees and records, stuff that Yuusuke had never looked at in his life so he had no hope of understanding it on his own. But it wasn't very hard to understand the underlying number at the bottom. He didn't think any place could cost that much, not even a warehouse that seemed to be falling apart at the seams and seemingly had to be repaired every week. And yet, the number just floored him.
"You can't afford this, can you?"
Taski flashed his a more serious frown. "So now you know why some of us here have those kind of jobs. But even that isn't enough anymore." He groaned. "I don't know what to do anymore."
Yuusuke frowned down at the paper, his mind turning. It came as a shocking reality to him that Taski had allowed him to stay without paying his way. It certainly wasn't something they could afford, but he'd still said yes. And Yuusuke owed him for that. He shouldn't have expected to stay for free. So now he could only really see two options. Yuusuke frowned a bit more and turned back to Taski with a serious expression.
"I'll do it."
Taski blinked and looked up at him. "Huh? Do what?"
"I'll need a umm... bit of training because I've never, well, yeah. But, I can agree to that. I mean, I can't really expect to stay here for free, now can I?"
Taski blinked again and for the moment just stared. After a long moment allowed the shock to lessen, he leaned forward on the desk. "You don't have to," he said in a serious and quieter voice.
"I know."
Yuusuke let his words hang in the air and just looked back at Taski with all the seriousness he could muster. Inside he was shaking with nervousness. He'd never even kissed a guy or girl before, let alone done the deed. And here he was agreeing to sleep with other people for money. It wasn't glamourous, nor the type of job he really thought he'd ever enter. But at the same time, for something like this, it felt like the right thing to do. These people weren't the type of people who could go get a job at the corner store. And granted, he wasn't like them, he could pass for normal and was, as far as he knew. But still, they'd allowed him to stay without any questions, and he couldn't ignore that. Yuusuke felt he owed them for that, at least a little. And as a result, this felt like the right thing to do.
Finally, Taski gave a slow nod.
And it was decided.
**
Yuusuke stepped into the room and his eyes widened as he looked at racks and racks before him. Clothing, in all shapes and sizes, filled the small room/ large closet before him. Nearly every style he could think of lay before him, from fancy clothing that was about as thick and covering as fur coats to string bikinis and less, this room seemed to have everything. Everything in every color, and for any types of clothing that might not be found in the room, there was a sewing machine in the corner along with neatly folded piles of fabric. It looked like someone had bought out a local fabric store, or at least about ten different clearance bins. Yuusuke was betting on the last one.
"You'd look good in these." Kuronue, who was standing beside Yuusuke, pulled him over toward a rack of clothing filled with... leather?
"No way."
Kuronue blinked at Yuusuke then his face turned in a small pout. "But it would look good on you."
"No. No way, no how. I am not wearing... leather. I like my jeans and jacket, thank you very much."
"It would look good on you." Chimmed in Haku, who was sitting on a bench not too far away, swinging his legs just the slightest since he wasn't tall enough to quite touch the floor.
Yuusuke looked back at him. "I thought you didn't do this stuff."
"I don't. I'm just pointing out it would look good on you."
Yuusuke cursed that innocent smile that showed up on Haku's face. He didn't believe it anymore. He didn't believe Haku was innocent. There was no way that kid could be innocent if he hung out with this one who was currently trying to stick him in black leather.
With a frown and a sigh Yuusuke glanced back at the clothes. To be honest, he didn't really have a thing against leather, and he'd even liked it in coat format back when he'd lived with his parents. So it wasn't the clothes that really bothered him. What bothered him now was the voice in the back of his mind that said people who saw him in clothes like that were going to look at him like a piece of meat, which was just stupid.
He'd agreed to this, he knew that they were going to look at him that way.
But there was a world of difference between agreeing to have sex for money and the actual act of doing it. Now that the easy agreeing part was over, he found himself gettng cold feet. He was insane, he'd never even had sex before, and he was agreeing to do this. And he just couldn't fathom how he would be able to now. In fact, he was so nervous he was nearly shaking.
A hand rested on Yuusuke's shoulder and he jumped a bit, turning back to Kuronue. All the joking was gone from the winged one's face. Now he just looked at Yuusuke with an expression of concern.
"You don't have to do this. If it's too much, you don't have to."
Yuusuke shook his head with renewed determination. "No, I agreed. I'll pull my weight around here just as much as everyone else. I can do this." He turned away from Kuronue and looked back to the clothes, then nodded to himself and stepped forward. Reaching up to the clothes he selected a pair of pants that looked like they would fit him snug enough, and a vest, with a matching choker on the hanger. Stepping back from the clothes he almost hugging them to his chest, but managed to stop himself.
"I can do this." He repeated.
"Kid, relax. You don't need to worry about doing it tonight, we won't make you. All it is for tonight is just get used to the clothes, and you can stick around Haku and meet the regulars. We're not going to toss you to the sharks, so take as much time as you need."
Yuusuke nodded again and moved past Kuronue into a room in the back, to change into the clothes.
In a few moments he discovered he'd been right. The pants fit snuggly, almost like a second skin, but it was a comfortable fit, not tight. The choker fit around his neck like a collar and the vest hung around his body, accenting his just slightly pale skin. It would have looked better if he'd had a tan, but the weather outside stunk, and he wasn't one to actually lay out to get a tan. If he ever had one it was just a side effect of being outside so much.
Tucking his clothes away in the corner, he also decided to drop his shoes there as well. Bare foot suited him just fine, and he seemed to think he'd probably prefer that anyway. Taking a deep breath, and one last glance at himself in the mirror, he stepped back into the room with Kuronue and Haku.
Yuusuke was greeted by a low whistle from Kuronue and a slight jaw drop from Haku, and all he'd done was change clothes. He couldn't help but smirk at their reactions, suddenly growing much more confident. If people looked at him like this, perhaps it wouldn't be so bad. Either that or he was building false self-confidence based on an outfit. But either way he wasn't close to shaking anymore and he wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Any sort of confidence, false or not, he'd accept it for the time being.
"Haku, you wanna take him down and introduce him?"
Haku nodded. Jumpping up from his seat he headed over to where Yuusuke was and reached over, and took Yuusuke's hand in a friendly gesture, leading him out of the room and toward the main entertaining hall. As Yuusuke followed he watched the halls for different actions. It was night time, and generally at this time of the night he was off working on something in the back, or going to bed early so he could start early the next morning. He was almost never out at night, save for that one time when he'd spotted...
Yuusuke stopped in midstep at the door, and suddenly forgot how to breath. He found himself standing in the doorway to the main entrance to the room finding it filled with people. Well, not completely filled, considering he reconized most of the people, but his eyes were focused completely on one person.
Sitting in a plush chair, lounging like he owned the entire room, was the silver creature who'd lately been living in his very hot dreams. Silver hair from his head and tail spread out around him, the wavy green clothes he wore accenting his golden eyes which servayed the room around him. Yuusuke watched those eyes comb the room, and then they settled on him. The room around Yuuuske seemed to go completely silent, but he was sure that was just in his mind. For that moment, all he could focus on was the youko in front of him. And though no words passed between them, Yuusuke caught the message quite clearly.
My territory.
Yuusuke couldn't help but swallow a bit as he stared back. He'd just stepped into the youko's territory. He didn't know the first thing about this character but this one fact he knew for sure. He was treding on someone else's ground and he didn't know what the concequences for that were but all he could do was go with the flow. Unfortunantly even moving with the flow was impossible at the moment because his body wasn't even responding to that. Yuusuke attempted to take a slow breath to calm himself, but even that came up as impossible. He wasn't able to do anything, save for stare back at the magnificent creature before him.
Then suddenly, he could breathe again. Yuusuke blinked and took a small step back to steady himself as someone stepped between him and those eyes. One moment he was looking at the golden eyes and the next he was looking at someone's back, as the person stepped between them. Yuusuke took a moment to recover and just watched.
The person now standing between them was quite tall and thin for his masculine body. His hair was long and black, shining with what looked like a layer of grease, enough to make someone cringe. On his body he wore a long black trenchcoat, covering everything that Yuusuke could see, save for the shining boots around his feet, but then there wasn't much one could see from the back view. Yuusuke couldn't catch a glimpse of his face, and he wasn't sure he wanted to. Something about this person, even from the back end, just creeped him out. He found himself stepping back and following Haku to a added bench on the side of the room, quickly moving away from this new person. Sitting down on the bench he was finally able to relax as he looked more around the room. But he didn't look around the room completely yet, instead he just watched the youko.
The youko's eyes were now trained on the dark figure standing before him, who leered just a bit, or at least seemed to from what little Yuusuke could see of his face. His eyes were slanted. It wasn't from past heritage, but more from the mannerism he carried about himself. Yuusuke didn't like it, or him, and apparently neither did the youko, because Yuusuke noticed his own eyes narrowed a bit as his body seemed to stiffen. The golden eyes flickered to the door as if looking for someone, but didn't find anyone there. Meanwhile the figure in black leaned forward and moved in, catching the youko's lips in a deep kiss and Yuusuke watched with a strange sort of amazement as the two seemed to melt together in the kiss, that black trench coat covering most of the silver hair that Yuusuke could see, like a cloud blocking out the light.
Yuusuke finally tore his eyes away, feeling his cheeks blush red as he glanced around the room. He found Botan flirting with a young man in the corner, wearing an outfit that seemed to float around her much like the powers he knew she had. Meanwhile her twin bother Koenma was talking with an older woman, looking a bit nervous about her and how friendly her hands were becoming. Kuronue had entered the room during Yuusuke's little trance and was now leaving the room with a pair of twins, who each had a look of anticipation on their face, and other then that, the room was empty save for him and Haku.
He fidgited in his chair and glanced back at the youko, only to find him and the man in black standing to exit the room. Yuusuke couldn't help it, his eyes followed them out until they reached the doorway and stepped out of sight, passing a blond boy who just now stepped into the room.
For a second the blond's blue eyes met the youko's, and then the look was gone as the two disappeared down the hall and that blond stepped into the room. His blue eyes scanned the room, then he smirked just a bit and walked up to Yuusuke and Haku. Yuusuke found himself swallowing nervously as his poor excuse for confidence disappeared.
"Well, and who's this? I don't reconize this one."
Yuusuke watched as his hand moved forward and caught him lightly under the chin, tilting his face up.
Had this been any other situation Yuusuke would have jerked away, or made some smart comment. But for the life of him, all he could do now was do his best not to go through brain freeze and fall over from stress and shock.
"His name is Yuusuke. He's off limits tonight, Mr Winner."
The blond seemed to smile at that, his eyes never leaving Yuusuke. "Yuusuke is it? Off limits completely, or can I pay for a kiss?"
Yuusuke took a slow breath to keep his body from shaking.
"Not toni-" Haku started to say, but Yuusuke cut him off.
"No. It's ok." And to his suprise he found his voice was surprisingly firm, as if he wasn't nervous at all. Apparently his voice was really good at lying, in spite of the fact that the rest of his body refused to move.
The blond's eyes flickered to Haku for a moment, then he nodded and brushed a thumb over Yuusuke's lower lip. Yuusuke, in spite of himself, drew in a sharp breath at that, not used to the sensation at all. Then, before he could reconsider, he felt lips touch his own and his eyes slid shut, a soft sound escaping from his throat without prior warning.
**
His voice rang through the hallway, causing Yuusuke to stumble in his tracks. It was definintly the voice of someone yelling, as for why they were yelling he wasn't really sure, but he didn't like the sound of it. Yuusuke turned around from where he was hunting for food in the kitchen and took off at a slight jog toward where the sound had come from, Taski's office.
Quickly throwing the door open and stepping into the room, Yuusuke stopped and just stared. He'd heard Taski yelling, and the immediate response from that was to think that there was something wrong. What he didn't expect to see was Taski sitting at his desk basically throwing a tempter tantrum and tossing papers around yelling about how he hates something or other. Meanwhile Yomi, the horned one, stood a bit off to the side just watching him with a tierd look, like he'd heard this a million time before.
"I don't wanna deal with this anymore! I'm sick of it! Sick! Sick! Sick! I hate-" Taski's tantrum deflated like a popped balloon as he caught sight of Yuusuke standing in the doorway. He blinked once, litterly having paused in midaction with his hands still halfway in the air. What papers he had been planning to throw slipped out of his hands, and landed on his head, sliding over his face. Taski groaned loudly and dropped back into his chair as if he wanted to sink into the floor. Meanwhile Yuusuke just stood there staring, not sure what to say at all.
"Are you quite finished?" Yomi asked, his attention aimed at Taski, though his eyes were closed and he either liked not being able to see, or he was blind. Yuusuke was betting for the blind idea, but in this place, he was quickly learning, you never knew.
"No, I'm not." Taski retorted back and emphasized his words by picking up another piece of paper and throwing it to the ground. "Now, I'm done."
Yomi just gave a small sigh and knelt down, starting to pick up the papers in spite of his closed eyes. Somehow he managed to know exactly where all the papers had landed, which Yuusuke could only credit to the three ears on either side of his head. He must have an amazing sense of hearing.
"Something up?"
Yuusuke jumped a bit and glanced back at Taski. "Umm, no, not really. I just heard yelling and thought... just... nevermind. Not my business."
"Well, I guess I was being a bit loud." Taski said in a rare thoughtful voice, then he shrugged and leaned back in his chair. "Oh well, no biggie. I hate bills. I really hate them."
Yomi declined to comment as he picked up the last of the papers. But this time he didn't set them on Taski's desk, instead he carried them over and placed them on a shelf out of his reach. Apparently if he wanted to throw them around again he'd have to excert some effort to stand up and reach them. Taski didn't seem to care anymore, now that they were out of his sight, which meant that Yomi's destraction worked.
"I hate bills, why do I have to do them? That's why I hired you!" The firey redhead whined back at Yomi. Yomi simply shook his head.
"I can hardly do bills when I can't read them."
"Oh pooh." Taski settled back down in his chair in what looked like a pout, suddenly seeming very childish.
"What's so big about bills..." Yuusuke's voice trailed off as he caught a glimpse of the total on the top paper. That couldn't be right. "Shit." He muttered softly.
"Nicely put," Taski said dryly.
Yuusuke glanced at the paper again, just staring at the total. The bill was laid out with various fees and records, stuff that Yuusuke had never looked at in his life so he had no hope of understanding it on his own. But it wasn't very hard to understand the underlying number at the bottom. He didn't think any place could cost that much, not even a warehouse that seemed to be falling apart at the seams and seemingly had to be repaired every week. And yet, the number just floored him.
"You can't afford this, can you?"
Taski flashed his a more serious frown. "So now you know why some of us here have those kind of jobs. But even that isn't enough anymore." He groaned. "I don't know what to do anymore."
Yuusuke frowned down at the paper, his mind turning. It came as a shocking reality to him that Taski had allowed him to stay without paying his way. It certainly wasn't something they could afford, but he'd still said yes. And Yuusuke owed him for that. He shouldn't have expected to stay for free. So now he could only really see two options. Yuusuke frowned a bit more and turned back to Taski with a serious expression.
"I'll do it."
Taski blinked and looked up at him. "Huh? Do what?"
"I'll need a umm... bit of training because I've never, well, yeah. But, I can agree to that. I mean, I can't really expect to stay here for free, now can I?"
Taski blinked again and for the moment just stared. After a long moment allowed the shock to lessen, he leaned forward on the desk. "You don't have to," he said in a serious and quieter voice.
"I know."
Yuusuke let his words hang in the air and just looked back at Taski with all the seriousness he could muster. Inside he was shaking with nervousness. He'd never even kissed a guy or girl before, let alone done the deed. And here he was agreeing to sleep with other people for money. It wasn't glamourous, nor the type of job he really thought he'd ever enter. But at the same time, for something like this, it felt like the right thing to do. These people weren't the type of people who could go get a job at the corner store. And granted, he wasn't like them, he could pass for normal and was, as far as he knew. But still, they'd allowed him to stay without any questions, and he couldn't ignore that. Yuusuke felt he owed them for that, at least a little. And as a result, this felt like the right thing to do.
Finally, Taski gave a slow nod.
And it was decided.
**
Yuusuke stepped into the room and his eyes widened as he looked at racks and racks before him. Clothing, in all shapes and sizes, filled the small room/ large closet before him. Nearly every style he could think of lay before him, from fancy clothing that was about as thick and covering as fur coats to string bikinis and less, this room seemed to have everything. Everything in every color, and for any types of clothing that might not be found in the room, there was a sewing machine in the corner along with neatly folded piles of fabric. It looked like someone had bought out a local fabric store, or at least about ten different clearance bins. Yuusuke was betting on the last one.
"You'd look good in these." Kuronue, who was standing beside Yuusuke, pulled him over toward a rack of clothing filled with... leather?
"No way."
Kuronue blinked at Yuusuke then his face turned in a small pout. "But it would look good on you."
"No. No way, no how. I am not wearing... leather. I like my jeans and jacket, thank you very much."
"It would look good on you." Chimmed in Haku, who was sitting on a bench not too far away, swinging his legs just the slightest since he wasn't tall enough to quite touch the floor.
Yuusuke looked back at him. "I thought you didn't do this stuff."
"I don't. I'm just pointing out it would look good on you."
Yuusuke cursed that innocent smile that showed up on Haku's face. He didn't believe it anymore. He didn't believe Haku was innocent. There was no way that kid could be innocent if he hung out with this one who was currently trying to stick him in black leather.
With a frown and a sigh Yuusuke glanced back at the clothes. To be honest, he didn't really have a thing against leather, and he'd even liked it in coat format back when he'd lived with his parents. So it wasn't the clothes that really bothered him. What bothered him now was the voice in the back of his mind that said people who saw him in clothes like that were going to look at him like a piece of meat, which was just stupid.
He'd agreed to this, he knew that they were going to look at him that way.
But there was a world of difference between agreeing to have sex for money and the actual act of doing it. Now that the easy agreeing part was over, he found himself gettng cold feet. He was insane, he'd never even had sex before, and he was agreeing to do this. And he just couldn't fathom how he would be able to now. In fact, he was so nervous he was nearly shaking.
A hand rested on Yuusuke's shoulder and he jumped a bit, turning back to Kuronue. All the joking was gone from the winged one's face. Now he just looked at Yuusuke with an expression of concern.
"You don't have to do this. If it's too much, you don't have to."
Yuusuke shook his head with renewed determination. "No, I agreed. I'll pull my weight around here just as much as everyone else. I can do this." He turned away from Kuronue and looked back to the clothes, then nodded to himself and stepped forward. Reaching up to the clothes he selected a pair of pants that looked like they would fit him snug enough, and a vest, with a matching choker on the hanger. Stepping back from the clothes he almost hugging them to his chest, but managed to stop himself.
"I can do this." He repeated.
"Kid, relax. You don't need to worry about doing it tonight, we won't make you. All it is for tonight is just get used to the clothes, and you can stick around Haku and meet the regulars. We're not going to toss you to the sharks, so take as much time as you need."
Yuusuke nodded again and moved past Kuronue into a room in the back, to change into the clothes.
In a few moments he discovered he'd been right. The pants fit snuggly, almost like a second skin, but it was a comfortable fit, not tight. The choker fit around his neck like a collar and the vest hung around his body, accenting his just slightly pale skin. It would have looked better if he'd had a tan, but the weather outside stunk, and he wasn't one to actually lay out to get a tan. If he ever had one it was just a side effect of being outside so much.
Tucking his clothes away in the corner, he also decided to drop his shoes there as well. Bare foot suited him just fine, and he seemed to think he'd probably prefer that anyway. Taking a deep breath, and one last glance at himself in the mirror, he stepped back into the room with Kuronue and Haku.
Yuusuke was greeted by a low whistle from Kuronue and a slight jaw drop from Haku, and all he'd done was change clothes. He couldn't help but smirk at their reactions, suddenly growing much more confident. If people looked at him like this, perhaps it wouldn't be so bad. Either that or he was building false self-confidence based on an outfit. But either way he wasn't close to shaking anymore and he wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Any sort of confidence, false or not, he'd accept it for the time being.
"Haku, you wanna take him down and introduce him?"
Haku nodded. Jumpping up from his seat he headed over to where Yuusuke was and reached over, and took Yuusuke's hand in a friendly gesture, leading him out of the room and toward the main entertaining hall. As Yuusuke followed he watched the halls for different actions. It was night time, and generally at this time of the night he was off working on something in the back, or going to bed early so he could start early the next morning. He was almost never out at night, save for that one time when he'd spotted...
Yuusuke stopped in midstep at the door, and suddenly forgot how to breath. He found himself standing in the doorway to the main entrance to the room finding it filled with people. Well, not completely filled, considering he reconized most of the people, but his eyes were focused completely on one person.
Sitting in a plush chair, lounging like he owned the entire room, was the silver creature who'd lately been living in his very hot dreams. Silver hair from his head and tail spread out around him, the wavy green clothes he wore accenting his golden eyes which servayed the room around him. Yuusuke watched those eyes comb the room, and then they settled on him. The room around Yuuuske seemed to go completely silent, but he was sure that was just in his mind. For that moment, all he could focus on was the youko in front of him. And though no words passed between them, Yuusuke caught the message quite clearly.
My territory.
Yuusuke couldn't help but swallow a bit as he stared back. He'd just stepped into the youko's territory. He didn't know the first thing about this character but this one fact he knew for sure. He was treding on someone else's ground and he didn't know what the concequences for that were but all he could do was go with the flow. Unfortunantly even moving with the flow was impossible at the moment because his body wasn't even responding to that. Yuusuke attempted to take a slow breath to calm himself, but even that came up as impossible. He wasn't able to do anything, save for stare back at the magnificent creature before him.
Then suddenly, he could breathe again. Yuusuke blinked and took a small step back to steady himself as someone stepped between him and those eyes. One moment he was looking at the golden eyes and the next he was looking at someone's back, as the person stepped between them. Yuusuke took a moment to recover and just watched.
The person now standing between them was quite tall and thin for his masculine body. His hair was long and black, shining with what looked like a layer of grease, enough to make someone cringe. On his body he wore a long black trenchcoat, covering everything that Yuusuke could see, save for the shining boots around his feet, but then there wasn't much one could see from the back view. Yuusuke couldn't catch a glimpse of his face, and he wasn't sure he wanted to. Something about this person, even from the back end, just creeped him out. He found himself stepping back and following Haku to a added bench on the side of the room, quickly moving away from this new person. Sitting down on the bench he was finally able to relax as he looked more around the room. But he didn't look around the room completely yet, instead he just watched the youko.
The youko's eyes were now trained on the dark figure standing before him, who leered just a bit, or at least seemed to from what little Yuusuke could see of his face. His eyes were slanted. It wasn't from past heritage, but more from the mannerism he carried about himself. Yuusuke didn't like it, or him, and apparently neither did the youko, because Yuusuke noticed his own eyes narrowed a bit as his body seemed to stiffen. The golden eyes flickered to the door as if looking for someone, but didn't find anyone there. Meanwhile the figure in black leaned forward and moved in, catching the youko's lips in a deep kiss and Yuusuke watched with a strange sort of amazement as the two seemed to melt together in the kiss, that black trench coat covering most of the silver hair that Yuusuke could see, like a cloud blocking out the light.
Yuusuke finally tore his eyes away, feeling his cheeks blush red as he glanced around the room. He found Botan flirting with a young man in the corner, wearing an outfit that seemed to float around her much like the powers he knew she had. Meanwhile her twin bother Koenma was talking with an older woman, looking a bit nervous about her and how friendly her hands were becoming. Kuronue had entered the room during Yuusuke's little trance and was now leaving the room with a pair of twins, who each had a look of anticipation on their face, and other then that, the room was empty save for him and Haku.
He fidgited in his chair and glanced back at the youko, only to find him and the man in black standing to exit the room. Yuusuke couldn't help it, his eyes followed them out until they reached the doorway and stepped out of sight, passing a blond boy who just now stepped into the room.
For a second the blond's blue eyes met the youko's, and then the look was gone as the two disappeared down the hall and that blond stepped into the room. His blue eyes scanned the room, then he smirked just a bit and walked up to Yuusuke and Haku. Yuusuke found himself swallowing nervously as his poor excuse for confidence disappeared.
"Well, and who's this? I don't reconize this one."
Yuusuke watched as his hand moved forward and caught him lightly under the chin, tilting his face up.
Had this been any other situation Yuusuke would have jerked away, or made some smart comment. But for the life of him, all he could do now was do his best not to go through brain freeze and fall over from stress and shock.
"His name is Yuusuke. He's off limits tonight, Mr Winner."
The blond seemed to smile at that, his eyes never leaving Yuusuke. "Yuusuke is it? Off limits completely, or can I pay for a kiss?"
Yuusuke took a slow breath to keep his body from shaking.
"Not toni-" Haku started to say, but Yuusuke cut him off.
"No. It's ok." And to his suprise he found his voice was surprisingly firm, as if he wasn't nervous at all. Apparently his voice was really good at lying, in spite of the fact that the rest of his body refused to move.
The blond's eyes flickered to Haku for a moment, then he nodded and brushed a thumb over Yuusuke's lower lip. Yuusuke, in spite of himself, drew in a sharp breath at that, not used to the sensation at all. Then, before he could reconsider, he felt lips touch his own and his eyes slid shut, a soft sound escaping from his throat without prior warning.
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