Title:Keiko's Revenge
Author:Bradybunch4529
Summary: Keiko overhears a conversation between the gang that causes her to leave everything behind.
Disclaimers: Yu Yu Hakusho and everything related is not mine.
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Keiko/Yusuke Botan/Koenma Kurama/OC
A/N:I am changing things to suit me of course. So slightly AU. At this point Yusuke is not on his way to Makai.
Reviewers:
Rose Angelz: Definitely new friends. Which makes things a little easier, and they are going to be quite a surprise. Yusuke plays a bigger part in this chapter. I promise.
Donamarine: Don't worry about it. I know that things happen. Yusuke and the gang are in this chapter. I love the name Cassandra, Prophet of Doom, so I thought it would be great to use in here. You're right the gang is not oblivious to things that go bump in the night. Keiko is going to be in for a very big surprise. I hope you like it too!
Escptheshdw835:I hope that you get the computer fixed. I know that I cry when my computer goes funky. Cassandra is really nice, but her mom is going to shock everyone! Hope you like this chapter.
FG( ): Isn't Cassie the nicest? I'm glad that you thought you enjoyed my original character. I hope that this chapter meets your expectations.
Kenshinlover2002:I was afraid that the chapter lasted too long. But I couldn't find a better place to end it. I'm glad that you enjoyed the chapter. Don't worry too much Yusuke is big in this chapter. I hope :P.
OoxxoO
Chapter 9: Surprises
Keiko stretched out and relaxed against the cushion of the couch. From the kitchen she could hear the gang arguing and laughing over who was going to put the dishes away. Keiko couldn't help but smile at how everything had worked out. When Cassandra had first introduced her to Cassandra's friends, Keiko had been so afraid that she wouldn't fit. But after spending the evening with everyone at Cassandra's house, she had realized that these people were so honest and open, instantly making Keiko a part of the group.
Keiko remembered thinking that the house had suited Cassandra when they had pulled into the driveway.
The house was away from the city, set back from the street and surrounded by trees. The white house was two stories, with a wrap around porch and a full balcony on the second story. There were patio furniture on the porch and the balcony. A rocking chair was moving gently in the breeze and a hammock swung in the front yard, shaded by the tall trees.
There were flowers lining the drive and crowded against the house in well cared for flowerbeds. There was also a large pond and fountain in the center of the front yard. White, pink and red roses climbed the walls and the porch. As Cassandra pulled to a stop in front of the garage, just to the right of the house, Keiko could hear the sound of dogs barking excitedly. A worried glance at Cassandra had conveyed her fear. Cassandra had simply smiled and climbed out of the car.
The rest of the gang had pulled to a stop beside the car and was spilling out of their car. The voices raised and laughing as they moved towards the house with the ease of long familiarity. The back door had opened and several dogs had come tumbling out. Keiko couldn't help but laugh at the sight of such big dogs, dancing and jumping around their visitors. There was something so playful and childlike in their demand for attention. A woman appeared in the doorway, a smile on her face.
Her long blond hair was spilling loose almost to her feet. The blond streaked with silver and curly around the ends. Her feet were bare on the boards of porch; several rings glittered on the woman's hands as she embraced each of the group before shooing them into the house. Slowly the woman turned to face her and Keiko realized that she was still sitting in the car. She quickly opened her car door and scrambled out of the car, conscious that the woman was watching her.
"I am so sorry, Ma'am," Keiko called as she closed the car door and hurried up the walk. She moved through the gate and pulled it closed behind her. "I just got caught up in my thoughts." Keiko's was so determined to explain that she hadn't realized that the woman was smiling at her.
"Don't worry about it," the voice was calm and soothing, seeming to wrap around Keiko's frayed nerves, halting Keiko's rushed apologies.
Keiko looked into light green eyes, with gold flecks strewn through and what seemed to be brown lines drawn from the center and felt at home. A natural smile touched her lips and she found herself hugging the woman tightly. The woman's hands soothed the tension from Keiko's shoulders and rubbed away the headache that Keiko hadn't even been aware of. She took a deep breath and the smell of vanilla filled her senses. Her eyes closed and her arms tightened around the woman, not even aware that tears were slowly beginning to fall.
The woman patted her back and hummed softly as she rocked them back and forth. "Cry it all away, baby girl," the soft voice whispered into Keiko's ears. "The pain will lessen with time I promise."
Keiko found herself believing those words and the tears began to slow before disappearing. Keiko drew back; slightly ashamed at how she had lost it, only to meet those green eyes again. This time those eyes were filled with understanding and compassion.
"All right now?" The woman asked, her tone concerned.
Keiko could only nod as she stared at the woman. She found a woman that she didn't believe could have a child as old as Cassandra. Despite the streaks of silver and gray in her hair, there were only a few lines around the woman's mouth and nose. Her eyes seemed to radiate a contentment and serenity that Keiko couldn't help but respond to. Her face was softly rounded with high cheekbones, full lips that seemed to smile constantly. The overall picture was youthful and Keiko was suddenly wondering if this was Cassandra's mom.
"Are you Cassie's sister?" Keiko asked hesitantly.
"Her mother actually. Call me Annie or Mom, whatever you prefer," Annie answered and guided Keiko into the house. Keiko was going to apologize again but stopped when Annie shook her head, "don't worry about it. Nobody thinks I'm that old." Annie sighed and led the way into the kitchen.
"You'll never be old mom," Cassandra and the rest of the gang responded as Keiko and Annie entered the kitchen.
"You all are going to make me old," Annie replied as she smacked Jeff's hand away from the brownies and glared at him.
"Mom I'm hungry," he whined.
"Dinner's almost done," she replied calmly as she walked over to the sink. "Why don't you guys go set the table for me?"
"Okay," the group replied as one and wandered off.
"You can help me if you want Kay or you can go with the gang," Annie told Keiko with a smile.
"I'd like to help you if I may," Keiko responded, wanting to stay and speak with this woman who reminded her of Genkai. There was a presence to both of the women that spoke of experience and knowledge.
"You are always welcome to help," Annie replied and then nodded to the refrigerator. "If you would, you can start on the salad."
Keiko nodded and moved towards the refrigerator. She pulled the door open and was confronted with the sight of gleaming white shelves overflowing with food. There was drawer marked crisper and when Keiko slid it open, she found a fresh head of lettuce, tomatoes, onions, peppers, carrots, broccoli, zucchini and fresh mushrooms. She gathered up the ingredients and carried them over to the sink to wash. She found that Annie already had a strainer waiting for her in the huge stainless steel sink.
Keiko ran an admiring glance over the marble counter tops, and the sparkling black and gold tiles on the floor. To her right was a knife holder with a sharpener lying next to it. Her hands began to wash the vegetables, even as her mind was already planning how to prepare the salad.
"Do you have a set dressing?" Keiko questioned thoughtfully, feeling as much at home here as she did in her kitchen in Japan.
"Not really," Annie replied after a quick glance at Keiko's face.
"Do you mind if I experiment?" Keiko asked.
"Help yourself," Annie invited before turning away from the sink.
Annie moved away and pulled a cookie sheet from the shelves below the island in the middle of the kitchen. Then she went to the refrigerator and removed the homemade garlic sauce from it. She placed the bowl on the island and moved to the bread box set in the corner by the knives. She removed two fresh baked loaves and carried them over to the island after grabbing a knife from the holder. Annie placed the loaves on the pan and began to cut both into slices. With that done, she arranged the slices on the cookie sheet. Using a brush she pulled from a drawer next to the stove, Annie brushed the garlic and butter sauce over the slices. She flipped the slices over on the cookie sheet and repeated the process with the other side. Then slipped the cookie sheet into the oven.
While Annie had been preparing the garlic bread, Keiko had been searching the refrigerator for the ingredients she needed for a light salad dressing. It would keep it from being too strong and allow the natural flavor of the vegetables to shine through. She found several fresh lemons and a bottle of basil vinegar. She found several bottles of vegetable oil with fresh vegetables and fruit in the shelf next to the oven. Then she located a spice rack and selected several different spices, along with the fresh pepper grinder.
Keiko found a juicer in the walk in pantry and smiled to herself. It was going to be easy to make this salad dressing. She placed everything on the counter next to the sink and located the salad bowel. Keiko pulled a knife from the holder and glanced at the edge to see how sharp it was. The edge gleamed and Keiko nodded to herself. The knife was placed on the counter and Keiko automatically began to tear apart the lettuce.
Within minutes everything was sliced and diced and the dressing made. Keiko tossed the salad with the practiced ease. Annie moved around her quietly, pulling pans from the oven. Keiko breathed in the scent of lasagna and her mouth began to water. She placed her knives and the juicer into the sink. She began to quickly return everything to their place in the well-organized kitchen before wiping down the counter top. Keiko watched as Annie cut the lasagna into large pieces. The cheese bubbled and oozed with every slice of the knife and Keiko could actually feel her mouth begin to water. The smell was a brilliant symphony of cheese, sauce and meat.
"Go ahead and carry the salad on through to the dining room table," Annie told her with smile and pointed the way the rest of the gang had gone. Keiko nodded and picked up the bowl before moving cautiously from the room.
Within minutes the lasagna, garlic bread and the salad had been on the table. Dinner was a loud and boisterous affair with everyone talking at once, asking for stuff to be passed and arguments over everything from school to politics. Keiko had never experienced anything like it before. Everyone was so comfortable and secure in the knowledge that they weren't going to be judged. Keiko just sat at the table and soaked in the warmth, feeling the cold deep inside her beginning to thaw.
Keiko was brought out of her memories by a hand on her shoulder. She looked over to see Annie looking at her with concern shining in those pale green eyes. Keiko smiled and laid a hand over Annie's, shrugging at the question in those eyes. Annie smiled back and settled onto the couch next to her, instantly the three dogs circled around the couch and collapsed next to them.
"Want to tell me about it?" Annie queried, her hand coming out to catch Keiko's.
"I don't know," Keiko replied slowly, her head tipping to rest on Annie's shoulder. "I haven't discussed it with anyone yet."
"Why don't you tell me his name?"
"What makes you think it's a guy?" Keiko responded softly, her eyes closing.
Annie laughed and pressed a kiss to the top of Keiko's head. "I may have only given birth to one child, but I get claimed by several and I've raised too many to count. And all of them act the way you are when it comes to the opposite sex."
"I guess you're right," Keiko agreed but paused before continuing. "I've loved the same man since I was 5 years old. A week ago I found out that I was nothing but a nuisance to me and that he's dating one of my best friends."
"Hmm."
"I couldn't even confront him over it. I just…" Keiko paused and waved a hand in the air. "Ran away. Packed my bags and ran."
"Why didn't you talk to him?" Annie asked, her voice calm.
"Because I always thought I knew him better than anyone else. That with me he would never lie or pretend to be something he wasn't. Suddenly I couldn't trust anything coming out of his mouth."
"I see."
The two of them fell silent, Keiko's head resting on Annie's shoulder while Annie stared at a picture on the mantle. Annie's expression was thoughtful and introspective as she met the bright blues eyes of the man in the picture. The cocky expression, the arms crossed over his chest and the dark hair pulled into a ponytail low on his neck. All of it reminded Annie that she had once been in Keiko's shoes and the decision had been taken from her when Justin had died. Annie had always regretted not giving Justin a chance to explain.
"What should I do?" Keiko asked finally, her eyes dry and anguished.
"I think that you should call him. If you don't you'll always wonder. Even if you're right in your suspicions, you'll have confirmation and won't spend the rest of your life wondering," Annie finally replied.
"I don't think that I could do that," Keiko shook her head and buried her face deeper into Annie's shoulder.
"Then wait a few days and think about it. You're going to busy for the next couple of days anyways." Annie soothed Keiko's hair back from her head and pressed another kiss to her head. "If at the end of those couple of days you can't bear to call him, then write a letter."
"You think I should?"
"I can't see the harm in it. If he doesn't answer then he's not worth the effort. If he does answer then at least you'll hear his side of it."
"Okay." Keiko paused and then pressed a kiss to Annie's cheek before bouncing off of the couch. "Thanks Mom," she tossed over her shoulder as she headed for the kitchen and the rest of the gang.
Annie watched her go with a smile. Her head shook slowly and she wondered how she always managed to collect the strays. Of course this stray brought danger with her. However Annie was confident that she could handle anything that came her way. It couldn't be any worse than what she had already faced.
"You should have sent her home," a man's voice stated harshly from behind her.
"I don't see why," Annie replied calmly, her gaze still staring after Keiko before shifting slowly to the picture on the mantle.
"You know why! She's Uremeshi's girl!" The man stepped closer to the couch, his hands clenching into fists. "There's a price on her head! Demons are going to be coming after her."
"Then I'll protect her the same way that I have protected all of the others," Annie responded, her voice serene and confident. "This school is built on holy grounds. With the extra shields and my guardians walking around, Keiko will be extremely safe. If it gets to be too dangerous for her to live on campus, I'll bring her here." Annie finally looked over her shoulder at the man. Her light green gaze met his burning blue eyes easily. "My land and house are the ultimate do not enter zone. Nothing will get through here unless I allow it."
The man shook his head at Annie, his expression resigned. "You are as stubborn as always," a smile crossed his face. "Just remember that Uremeshi, Kurama and Hiei are all demons."
"Uremeshi is half demon and only because 5,000 years ago his demon ancestor fell in love with a human girl," Annie paused and shook her head at the man. "You know as well as I do that the boy is in love with her and would never do anything to hurt any human, unless it was absolutely necessary." She paused and smiled at the man fondly, "he's not that much different from you and you didn't turn out that bad."
The man smiled in at the memory and reluctantly nodded. Annie smiled at him and reached out to grasp his hand in hers. "Why don't you pop over and let Junior and Enma know that we have her. And remind Enma that we have an agreement. He tries to get heavy handed over here and I'll rip him apart myself."
"I'll tell him."
"Just tell them not to worry. Nothing will happen to Kay while she's here."
"Of course."
"Thank you. Now go," Annie waved the man away as she got up and headed for the kitchen. Her voice rose to be heard of over the commotion in the kitchen, "anyone up for some games?"
"YEAH!"
OoxxoOYusuke Uremeshi was staring sightlessly out the window. His dark eyes seemed to be focused inward rather than on the beautiful mountain scene in front of him. Those dark eyes spoke of unimaginable torment and anguish. The serenity of the mountains was lost on him. His dark hair was messy and unbrushed and his clothes seemed slightly ratty and loose on his frame. It had been three days since he had read Keiko's note. The pain had yet to lessen, leaving him broken and useless.
He didn't remember much after reading the note. He could vaguely remember that Kurama and Kuwabara had helped him up. Botan had made excuses to Mrs. Yukimara and then followed the boys out of the shop and into the street. Everything after that was hazy and out of focus, except for the pain that seemed to consume him. When he had finally come back to his senses, Yusuke had been in his room at Genkai.
When he had first opened his eyes, he was met by the black eyes of Puu. In his eyes, Yusuke saw the same pain and anguish. He had instinctively reached out for Puu, wanting to comfort and be comforted by the animal that had been with Keiko. Puu had refused that comfort, instead biting and hissing at Yusuke, his dark eyes full of condemnation for the spirit detective. After that Yusuke had withdrawn from everyone and everything, content to remain alone with his memories of Keiko. That had been two days ago. He had yet to leave the room.
Yusuke couldn't explain why he didn't want to leave the room. Maybe it was because he was afraid once he left, everything would become real. Keiko would be gone.
Gone.
That word made him feel so empty, like there was a piece of him missing. An ache in his chest that seemed to grow with every hour that passed.Is this what Keiko felt when I died? Yusuke wondered. How did she manage to survive it? Let alone act normally?
Yusuke crossed his arms over his white t-shirt and shifted against the wall. He wasn't sure that he could do it. He wasn't even sure he wanted to try and pretend. Is it harder when the person is alive? At least when a person is dead, you can deal with never seeing them again. But when that person is alive, you're stuck with the knowledge that you'll see them day after day and not be able to touch them.
"Yusuke?" Genkai's voice was hesitant in the silence of the room.
"Grandma," Yusuke responded without turning from the window, his own tone cold and emotionless.
"We need to talk."
"Not now."
"But Yusuke…" Genkai started, her hand reaching out to touch his shoulder.
"NO!" Yusuke jerked away from her. "I can't," he whispered as tears began to track down his face. "She's not gone. She's just mad at me," he whispered desperately, a sob catching in his throat. "I just have to find her and explain."
"Oh, Yusuke," Genkai whispered back, her heart hurting for the boy she had come to think of as her son. He meant more to her than any of the other detectives she had trained. Yusuke looked and acted like a punk, his attitude was in your face and he never made any apology for it. And yet, under that was an unwavering loyalty to a girl he talked about in his sleep.
Genkai could still remember that first night. Yusuke had been too tired to even move at the end of their training session. Not that he would admit to it. He was still spouting off about how he was going to kick her ass until he finally fell asleep. She had turned to walk away and then a name had fallen into the silence of the night. His tone was full of love and devotion, seeming to be issued from his lips like a prayer. Genkai couldn't help but respect that emotion and the woman who had caused it.
Staring at the broken boy in front of her, Genkai could think of no words to comfort him. The broken sobs and the tears now pouring from his cheeks rendered her useless. She wished she could hate Keiko but Botan had filled her in and Genkai could understand why Keiko had done it. Genkai knew that she hadn't handled it quite as well when her love had betrayed her. It had taken years for her to even begin to deal with the pain and betrayal. And Keiko had managed to bottle it down and continue to function normally.
In fact, Genkai couldn't help but admire Keiko for how she went about getting her revenge. A quick, clean blow that felled your enemy. In some ways Genkai admired Keiko for her control. She didn't break down, didn't demand explanations or retaliate without thought. Keiko had managed to keep control of her emotions and wait before delivering the blow. Definitely a woman to respect and fear.
Genkai almost wished that she had trained Keiko in Yusuke's place. She knew that Keiko had some spirit energy, though she wasn't sure if it was actually Keiko or from Yusuke's close bond with her. In some ways, Genkai was afraid that Yusuke had automatically bonded the two of them together without conscious knowledge. Which made this situation even worse. Because neither one of them would ever truly feel comfortable without the other. If the bonded pair got too far away from each other, both would become uneasy and react violently.
Now Genkai was left with trying to put Yusuke back together again. He had a mission coming up that would require all of his attention and Genkai didn't think that he could do it. She didn't even think he could concentrate long enough to fire a simple spirit gun, let alone take on a powerful demon. She sighed and brushed her hand over the boys' bent head.
"We'll figure it out Yusuke," Genkai promised as the boy collapsed against her. "I promise."
Botan turned away from the door and walked back into the main temple. Five pairs of eyes immediately turned towards her.
"He talking yet?" Kuwabara asked roughly, his dark eyes fixed on hers.
"Crying," Botan replied with a small shrug.
"Well what are we going to do?" Kuwabara asked. "We've got a mission and he can't handle it right now."
"I don't know," Botan responded with a frown at the young man.
"She crippled him," Hiei observed from the corner, his arms crossed in front of him and his eyes fixed on the floor. "Why do you think that I went after her? She's his weakest length and greatest strength. And everyone in demon and spirit world knows it."
"Hiei's right," Kurama added. "If nothing else we have to try and find her to warn her about the danger. Demons wouldn't be tempted here in Tokyo, where Yusuke is almost always with her but now that she went to the States…" his voice drifted off and he shrugged slightly.
"It'll be harder to get her," Koenma offered with a shrug, his bangs semi concealing his eyes. "The United States is ruled by a different God. Different set of rules," he explained when they glanced at him confused. "While we have spirit detectives here, there they have psychics. There are quite a few over there that could give Yusuke a run for his money." Koenma finally met each of their gazes," beside we have no authority over there. My father or I step foot over there and we are toast." He glanced towards Yusuke's room his expression defeated.
"So what can we do," Yukina questioned. "We can't just let Keiko go on thinking that all of us betrayed her."
"Unless Keiko comes home or contacts us in someway, I'm afraid my hands are tied," Koenma replied.
"You are so right," a new voice spoke out of the darkness.
Everyone went on alert. Yukina was shoved behind Kuwabara roughly, even as Kuwabara's spirit sword grew in his hand. Kurama and Hiei's eyes searched the entire room, their demon senses searching the air around them for the threat. Hiei's sword slid easily into his hand, and Kurama's rose whip grew instantly.
"That won't help you know," the voice continued offhandedly. "As Junior can tell you. Isn't that right Junior?"
Everyone glanced at the ruler in confusion before glancing around the room again. Koenma shook his head at the voice, already knowing who it was. His dark eyes remained fixed straight ahead, his expression calm as he waited for the figure to appear.
"What? No demands this time Junior?" The voice was mocking now, a low laugh resounding around the room. "You've grown up a bit. But I suppose going against daddy does that to a boy."
Hiei struck suddenly. His sword slicing through the air in the corner, his lips twisting upwards in a smirk. Only to frown when his blade stopped in mid air. A figure slowly came into focus out of the shadows. One hand was wrapped around Hiei's blade, unconcerned with the blood slowly seeping from his hand. His bright blue eyes met Hiei's dark eyes before releasing the sword. As Hiei's blade slipped free the wounds on the man's hand healed instantly.
He took a step around the fire demon as if unconcerned with any danger Hiei might pose. As the man stepped into the light from the window, the gang could see he was wearing blue jeans, black boots and a black dress shirt. The sleeves were carelessly rolled up around his elbows. He was at least 6' 4", and while he seemed slight, there was a control in the way he moved that spoke of danger.
"Who are you and what do you want?" Kurama demanded.
"I'm here to deliver a message to Junior from my…" the man paused and smiled. "My master, I guess you could say."
"Who is your master and what…" Kurama started only to stop when Koenma held up a hand.
"Go ahead Justin," Koenma encouraged. "What does she have to say?"
"Annie sends her best regards of course," Justin smiled at Koenma and stuck his hand in his pockets,
"And?"
"Is there supposed to be something else?" Justin asked innocently, his blue eyes wide in his face.
"Justin, just tell him," Genkai spoke up suddenly from the corner of the room.
Justin looked over at her, his shoulders shrugging even as he offered her a smile. "You are always a kill joy Genkai," he complained lightly.
"I'm old. And I don't have much time lft," Genkai tossed back as she crossed the room to stand beside Koenma.
"Fine," Justin sighed and pouted slightly. "Annie has Keiko. She wants me to inform you that Keiko is fine and will remain fine. Unless," his voice abruptly hardened and he took a step towards them, "you or your father gets heavy handed. In which case she's going to come over her and personally tear you limb from limb."
"HA! I'd like to see her try!" Kuwabara shouted at him, his expression belligerent.
"Enough Kuwabara," Koenma sighed and shook his head in slight apology at Justin.
"She still hasn't forgiven us yet has she?" He mused as he stared at the young man.
"Did you think she would?" Justin responded quietly, his blue eyes steady on Koenma's.
"No."
"Is Keiko okay?" Yusuke asked, his voice unsteady.
Justin turned and met Yusuke's anguished eyes. He sighed and shrugged his shoulders; sometimes it was damn annoying the way that Annie was always right. Justin took a deep breath and walked over to Yusuke, his steps echoing in the sudden silence.
"Well," Yusuke demanded, anger in his tone now. His hands clenching and unclenching as he watched the man come closer to him.
"She's fine," Justin finally answered. "Annie is well adept to handle upset strays. Keiko is upset but Annie has calmed her down." Justin paused and rocked back on his heels, eyes measuring the boy in front of him. "You know there are easier ways to tell your girlfriend you're breaking up with her and dating her best friend."
"WHAT?!"
"I would never," Yusuke protested hotly, his voice rising to be heard over the shouting from the rest of the group. "Do that to Keiko. She's my life. And who am I dating anyways?"
"Her," Justin pointed at Botan, who gulped and shook her head and tried to hide behind Kurama. "Or at least that's what Keiko believes."
"How…" Yusuke's voice broke and he had to swallow before continuing. "How did she get that?"
"Who knows?" Justin shrugged carelessly and turned away from the group. "I'm just the messenger. Though I do suggest you find a way to convince her quickly. Things have a way of snowballing if left too long." With that Justin was gone, leaving the gang alone in the temple again.
"At least we don't have to worry about demons getting a hold of Keiko," Genkai spoke slowly into the silence.
"Why not?" Kuwabara demanded. "I don't think that a girl could beat the demons that Uremeshi has ticked off."
"Actually," Koenma responded slowly. "I would be more worried about the demons. Annie is not nice to intruders and her guardians do not take to trespassers well." He glanced over at Yusuke. "Keiko is in the best possible hands in the States. There is nothing that can get close to her without going through Annie."
Yusuke nodded once and then left the room. There was a new spring in his step, a determination that hadn't been there a minute ago. He now knew what had upset Keiko and he could fix it. All he had to do was finally admit that he had never loved anyone else and propose. A smile touched his face for the first time in days and a soft hoot sounded in his ear. Puu landed on his shoulder with a rush of air and nuzzled against Yusuke's cheek. Yusuke reached up and scratched under his chin, "I understand now Pal. Let's go get the woman we love, huh?"
OoxxoOA/N:Well there's a new chapter. I hope that this was quick enough. It was much easier to write. And we are getting closer to the end now. I think it should only be a couple of chapters more. Hope that you enjoyed it. Let me know what you think.