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Seven Days

Chapter 7: (Saturday) In Dreams

Up 'til now, how many times I've tried
to tell you please take care of yourself,
Then with tear-stained eyes,
I sadly say goodbye,
As I waved and wished you farewell,
Then I think of how,
how much longer I must wait,
I look inside myself,
and feel something new,
I want to stop -- and grow up a bit.

"You are a complete idiot."

"Did you get the paper work done last night?"

"Yusuke, you're avoiding the point."

"What's the point?"

"That you are a friggin moron!"

Yusuke eyed Botan coolly across the room from the comfort of his bed. After the little happening the night before, he had gone home and went straight to sleep. He was peaceful and happy until the blue-haired fiend had flown through his window at the crack of dawn, waking him from his slumber. For two hours straight she had been lecturing him on the finer points of telling the truth and giving him advice on how to solve his dilemma, making sure to remind him of what an idiot he was every other sentence.

Botan sighed and flopped down on the side of his bed. "Yusuke...why did you say that to Keiko?"

Yusuke avoided her gaze. "Because I'm her friend–"

"LIAR!"

Yusuke jumped as Botan slammed her hands down on the bed. Instantly, her face softened.

"Yusuke...its true you're her friend...but you're also so much more." She searched his eyes for some glimmer of hope, but gave up when she found none. Carelessly, she tossed an envelope down on his lap.

"What's this?" He asked, cautiously tearing the seal. His heart sank when he pulled the silvery wedding invitation out. Without even opening it, Yusuke flung it like a frisbee across the room, sending it sailing into the trash can.

"Yusuke!" Botan scolded, quickly retrieving the paper. "You could at least read it..."

"I know what it says!" Yusuke snapped. "She wants me to go to her damn wedding and watch her be happily married to that bastard!"

Botan remained silent and Yusuke thought he saw a tear roll down her cheek. "She wrote something on the bottom. She said she really wants you to come...it would mean so much to her if you did."

Yusuke snorted. "Why? So she can rub it in my face? So she can prove once and for all that she was right and I was wrong? That if I hadn't left her, none of this would've happened!" Yusuke lowered his head and stared at his shaking hands. He couldn't help but think what if he hadn't left...would that be his name on the invitation next to Keiko's?

"If you really feel that way," Botan's voice brought him back to reality. "Then you should tell her."

"I've already told her how I feel!"

"You can lie to me Yusuke," Botan said slowly, making her way toward the door, "You can even lie to Keiko...but you can't lie to yourself."

"Miss uh...Keiko!"

"Come in," Keiko replied, getting ready to slip on her wedding gown and see how it looked. The door creaked open and a small girl with golden curls and a freckled nose entered. She stared at Keiko for a moment, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet. "There's uh...someone at the...uh door to uh...see ya..."

Keiko sighed. "Tell them I'll be there in a moment." The small girl nodded, her curls bouncing as she scurried from the room. Keiko quickly slipped on a pair of jeans and a shirt before following the small girl. Who is it? She wondered on her way to the door. The wedding isn't until this evening...

"Uh...hi."

Keiko stopped dead on the top of the stairs. She gaped in horror at the person who stood at the bottom of the same set of steps. It was the ex-spirit detective and ex-boyfriend, the half demon who abandoned her three years ago, the breaker of her heart and delinquent for life, Yusuke Urameshi.

"What do...you want?" Keiko was amazed at the steadiness and coldness in her voice.

Yusuke seemed unfazed. "For this." He pulled a slip of paper out of his pocket. The wedding invitation.

"So?"

"I'm RSVP-ing...I'm telling you...I'm not going to be there."

"What a surprise," Keiko said sarcastically, turning to go back inside.

"Wait! That's not the whole reason why I'm here."

Keiko whirled around to face him, tears already leaping into her eyes. "What! Here to finish the job! Was stealing that kiss not enough for you!"

Yusuke gave her a sad look before sitting himself down on the steps. "Last night...wasn't the best...or smartest thing that I've ever done."

Keiko snorted, crossing her arms and glaring down at him.

"But at the same time...it was." Yusuke paused and stood up again, walking up the steps to stand level with Keiko, whose icy gaze followed him the entire way. "Kissing you wasn't the problem. That was the smart choice I made." He raised his hand to silence Keiko as she opened her mouth to protest. "My mistake was not returning you wish...like you had for me."

"What are you talking about?"

"Your wish...was for me to tell you how I feel about you right?"

Keiko nodded slowly, wondering what he was up to.

"And I didn't do it. I'm sorry, but I don't consider myself your friend...I never did. That's why I can't go to your wedding. And...I know this sounds selfish, but please let me tell you one last thing before you go."

Keiko's mind screamed to slap him or just go inside, leaving the jerk. Give him another chance? Ha! Like he deserved it! But still, she felt a slight tug in her chest to hear him out. Reluctantly, Keiko nodded again.

Yusuke offered her a small, sad smile. "First...I'm sorry. I'm sorry I was dishonest with you last night...You helped me grant my wish...now I'm going to grant your wish. No more lies...I'm going to be completely and totally honest with you." He took a deep breath. "Keiko, I love you. I know it may not seem like it, but I do. I know you probably despise me right now...but I have to tell you. Up until yesterday, I thought you knew how I felt. Every time I see you...I get this weird feeling deep in the pit of my stomach that grows every time I see you. I wasn't sure what this feeling was and what it meant until I kissed you. It's the feeling of love, Keiko. My love for you."

Keiko stared at Yusuke, unaware that the tears had begun to leak out of her eyes. She wanted him to stop but at the same time she wanted to hear more. The sweet pain that she had felt during their kiss was back, stronger than ever. She struggled to keep her composure as Yusuke continued.

"I always thought you felt the same for me...but I understand how you could find someone else. Normally, I just beat the shit outta the guy but I just can't...if this is what you want, then fine. If you want to marry this Rokuro guy...if you want to spend the rest of your life with him...then do it. If that's what you want, then I won't stop you." With that, Yusuke grasped her shoulder and her gave Keiko a breathtaking but short kiss. When he pulled away, he turned and went down the steps.

"W-why?" Keiko heard herself say.

Yusuke stopped, his hands shoved deep in his jacket pockets. Turning slowly, he flashed her his usual lopsided smile. "To make you happy."

Keiko took a deep breath, tightening her shaking hands on the bouquet of red roses. The large white doors loomed before her, almost threateningly. She closed her eyes and let out a squeal as she felt a hand on her arm. Opening her eyes, she saw it was her father.

"Ready honey?" her dad asked, taking her shaking arm. He glanced down at his watch. "Almost time." There was something in his voice that put Keiko on edge. She had expected him to sound happy or proud, but he seemed sad, even depressed.

"Daddy," she started, turning her watery brown eyes to him. "Do you think I'm making a mistake?"

Her father offered her a sad smile. "If this is what you want, I won't stop you." Keiko stiffened at the words. They were the same as what Yusuke had said. Her father's voice snapped her back to reality.

"I think you should be asking yourself if you're making a mistake."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Her father patted her arm gently. "Is this what you want? Will marrying Rokuro make you happy? I only want what's best for you...and if you doubt yourself at all..."

Keiko nodded in understanding. "But dad...what if I'm not sure...what if..."

Her father suddenly reached out and pulled her into a tight hug. "You're a smart girl Keiko. Better than any daughter any father could have hoped for. I'm sure you can figure anything out."

"That's just it," Keiko said, pulling away slightly. "I've been thinking about it all day–"

Her father smiled. "That's just it. You have to think with your heart, not your head."

Keiko studied him a moment longer before leaping back into his arms, hugging him fiercely. "Thank you daddy," she whispered softly in his ear, finally understanding.

The huge double white doors opened and the organ began to play. The massive amount of guest all turned their head eagerly toward the opened door before gasping slightly. Mr. Yukimura stepped out into the bright church, looking nice in his white tuxedo. He walked quickly up the isle that was littered with tiny red rose petals to the alter where an anxious group of people stood in waiting. He bounded up the small rise of steps to where a plump priest eyed him curiously. Rokuro, dressed in a dark black tux with a blood red rose pinned to his suit, gave his future father-in-law a questioning look. Mr. Yukimura gave him a sour smile before turning to the audience. As he cleared his throat, the organ abruptly stopped its noise making and the crowd grew deathly quiet.

"Hello everyone," Mr. Yukimura said almost shyly. "I know all of you came here to witness the marriage of this young man," he pointed roughly to Rokuro, "to Keiko, my wonderful, beautiful, brilliant, kind, sweet–" Someone in the audience coughed loudly. Mr. Yukimura shot that particular red head a dark look before continuing. "...uh yes. My daughter Keiko. She and I talked a short while ago and she realized that this was a complete mistake. I'm sorry to tell you there will be no wedding." Gasps raced throughout the crowd.

"What the hell are you saying!" Rokuro snarled, grasping Mr. Yukimura's collar and lifting him up in the air. "If you don't bring Keiko to me, I'm gunna–"

"Are all you humans complete scum?"

Rokuro froze, fear consuming his eyes as he stared at the sharp blade inches away from his throat.

"Put the man down Rokuro," Kurama said calming, standing up from his seat near the back of the crowd. Rokuro gazed uneasily at the short fire youkai with the katana pointed at his throat before gently setting down Mr. Yukimura, who immediately collapsed to his knees. In the blink of an eye, the redhead was beside him, helping the older man back to his feet.

"You too Hiei," Kurama ordered, "put your weapon away."

Hiei glared at the disgusting excuse for a human before him. "Why don't I just kill the bastard."

Rokuro whimpered in fear, his eyes sweeping over to Kurama, begging him for help.

"Because scum like him aren't worth it," Kurama replied sharply, his eyes holding no pity as he glared at Rokuro. With a sigh, Hiei reluctantly sheathed his sword, but not without slightly grazing the human's neck, leaving a thin line that slowly oozed out a drop of blood. Rokuro fell to his knees, his hands grasping his neck and his body shaking violently from fear.

"Did you think we were all idiots?" Kurama continued, his voice dripping with malice. "The reason why you left town yesterday was to go see your other fiancee in another city." The crowd gasped again.

Botan appeared out of nowhere and gave Mr. Yukimura a pat on the back before quickly changing the subject. "Well you did a great job raising your daughter, Mr. Yukimura."

Kurama smiled and nodded in agreement as he began toward the exit with Hiei. "Come on Botan," he said, gesturing her to follow him. She nodded and turned to the cowering Rokuro. Then she gave him a hard kick, causing yet another gasp to come from the audience. She smirked down at him.

"I've wanted to do that for the longest time!"

Yusuke yawned and stretched out on the grassy slope, feeling the tickling sensation from the grass as it swayed against him from the wind. As he stared up at the darkening sky he couldn't help but think about a certain brunette girl. He closed his eyes as the pain in his chest grew. His heart felt full, yet empty. He was glad that Keiko was happy with her choice, but it also pained him to think about her happiness being shared with filth such as Rokuro.

"Well...I guess I'm happy...as long as she's happy," he mused aloud.

"That's good to know."

Yusuke's eyes snapped open to find Keiko leaning over him, a playful smile on her face.

"K-Keiko!"

She giggled as she offered her hand and pulled him to his feet. "Who else?"

Yusuke shook his head, telling himself this was all a dream. "What about your wedding? Where's that basta– I mean...Rokuro."

Keiko shrugged. "Him? Who cares."

That proved it: Yusuke was dreaming.

"All right...sure. Why don't you care, dream-Keiko?"

Keiko blinked. Dream-Keiko? What was he talking about? "Because he lied. And this is not a dream Yusuke."

"Right," Yusuke said, rolling his eyes. "He lied. Took ya long enough to figure that one out."

"Yeah...well the point is I figured it out right?"

Yusuke nodded. "Fair enough...in a way. What'd he lie about?"

"You," Keiko answered simply. "He told me you didn't love me. And you do...and I love you too Yusuke."

The evidence that this was a dream was beginning to pile up. Yusuke gazed down at Keiko doubtfully. A gently breeze sent a stray hair fluttering across her face, and her bright brown eyes stared intently back at him. Why had he never noticed how dazzling her eyes were?

"Ok...I know this is a dream," Yusuke finally managed to say, despite the pain in his chest that seemed to double at his words.

Keiko sighed in exasperation. "This is not a dream!"

Yusuke looked down at Keiko and gave her a smirk. "Oh really? Prove it."

Keiko returned the smirk and stepped close to Yusuke, wrapping her arms around him tightly. "Could I do this in a dream?"

Yusuke looked thoughtful as his arms snaked around her waist. "Maybe."

Keiko ran her hands up to the back of Yusuke's head and gently brought his face down mere inches away from hers. "Could I do this in a dream?" she breathed softly.

"Maybe," Yusuke replied, closing the gap between them. As his lips met Keiko's, the pain that lingered in Yusuke's chest seemed to explode in him sending a shower of pleasure through him. The kiss was abruptly broken when he felt Keiko's hands on his chest give him a slight push back, sending him tumbling into the cold river behind him.

As he broke the surface, Keiko smirked down triumphantly at him. "Could I do that in a dream?"

Yusuke clambered up onto the dry land and shook himself off, showering Keiko with water as he did so. "Ok...I guess you proved your point."

Keiko gave him a curt little nod. "Took ya long enough to figure that one out," she said in a mocking voice. They both laughed and collapsed onto the grass. They stared up at the sky as it steadily darkened from violet to deep black and the stars appeared, twinkling down merrily at them.

"Ow!" Keiko exclaimed, abruptly sitting up, clasping her chest. Yusuke sat up next to her, a mysterious look in his eyes. Keiko reached into her shirt and pulled out the hot, glowing moonstone necklace Yusuke had given her two days earlier.

"What's wrong?"

"It's hot!" Keiko said, untying it from around her neck. She quickly flung it on the ground as it pulsed and glowed brighter. "Oh my god! Yusuke, it's melting!" Beads of liquid from the gem began rolling off, and the stone grew smaller and smaller until a small pearl sized piece was left. After staring at it for a few minutes, Keiko cautiously reached out and picked it up. To her surprise, it was attached to a silver ring. She swung her gaze up to meet Yusuke, to had a smile on his face. It took a moment for the realization to sink in.

"Yusuke!" Keiko exclaimed. "Is this..."

Yusuke's smile broadened. "Maybe," he said playfully. Gently, he took it and slid it on her finger. "Well?" he asked. "Do you except? I told you I'd keep my promise from three years ago."

Keiko remained silent, a pained look on her face. An uneasy silence settled over them, leaving Yusuke feeling extremely awkward. From the look on her face and the awkward silence, he had gotten his answer. He took a deep breath as he grabbed her hand to remove the ring. "So I guess...that's a no."

Keiko suddenly yanked her hand away and pressed her lips to Yusuke's. She pulled away and grinned at him. "In your dreams!"

FOREVER FORNEVER