Okies… gotta clear something up for people. This story is also on under my penname Yugiohfreak5000. Just in case anybody reads this who also goes on Mediaminer. I feel so weird. I don't like YGO, but that's my name. Oh well.
And thanks to Animefouryou, for your review. See? I updated the next day! D
Disclaimer: Yusuke-clone: She doesn't own anything, but she wishes she owned me!
YYF14: Ignore him and R&R
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Chapter 2: School
As he arrived at school, Keiko ran up to him.
"Yusuke! You do remember the deal we made, right? That you wouldn't skip your classes today? Including gym?"
Yusuke groaned. "Just great… I hate the stupid gym…"
"If I don't see you at gym today, Yusuke, I'm going to be angry," Keiko said sternly, and walked over to her friends.
Yusuke sighed. "Well, this isn't going to be fun… and I'm not wearing socks…"
As the kids sat around on the front lawn waiting for the bell to ring, Yusuke sat down next to the wall, rubbing his cut. It stung a little, oh well, but if the other kids saw it at gym… or if they saw the other ones when he was changing his shirt…
Yusuke cringed. His mother was going to be pretty angry if the school called her. He had to be careful.
-BRING!-
The bell rang and the kids rushed inside. Yusuke stood up and followed them.
"Oh well… at least I'll make Keiko happy…"
As the kids entered their locker rooms, the boys stared. Yusuke Urameshi was at gym class. That never happened!
"Wow, Urameshi, you actually came to class today!" Kuwabara exclaimed.
Yusuke glared at him, making him shut up, then opened his barely used locker and took out his uniform.
He took off his jacket and quickly replaced it with the white T-shirt.
The other boys stared at him, as they were taking their time changing.
"What're you looking at?" Yusuke snapped.
The boys turned away and started talking to each other again.
Yusuke sighed. His choices were this or putting on the shorts too and getting asked a lot of stupid questions.
"I'll take this…" he mumbled, and left the locker room.
"I'm glad you came, Yusuke," Keiko said. "But why are you only wearing half of the gym uniform?"
"Because I felt like it," Yusuke replied, sitting on the bench next to Keiko.
Keiko shrugged and joined the other girls at the volleyball court.
As the rest of the boys came out of the locker room, they grabbed some balls and started to play basketball.
"C'mon, Urameshi!" Kuwabara yelled. "I wanna play you!"
Yusuke shook his head. "No, Kuwa."
Kuwabara growled. "Oh c'mon, Urameshi! You have to do something today!"
He pulled Yusuke onto the court and passed him a ball.
"Okay? Try and score a basket! I dare you."
Yusuke narrowed his eyes. "You're going down."
He dribbled down the court, watching out for anybody getting too close, dodging to the side to avoid Kuwabara.
Then as he shot the ball, someone hit him from behind, making them both fall to the ground. The ball flew away, hitting the backboard and falling through the net.
"Whoa… you made it, Urameshi!" Kuwabara yelled.
Yusuke didn't respond. He was still on the ground. Kuwabara kneeled in front of him.
"You okay?"
Yusuke stood up slowly, using the wall as support.
"Okay… who hit me?" he asked, glaring at them all.
The boys stayed silent. Then Kuwabara frowned.
"Urameshi, your back is bleeding."
Yusuke touched his back, hoping Kuwabara was lying. His shirt felt wet…
'Damn it…'
He walked back to the locker room, ignoring the stares of the other boys.
He sat down on the bench and took off the gym shirt. The back of it did have some blood on it.
Yusuke growled and put his jacket on. It didn't matter to him abut his uniform, he could always bring in another T-shirt, if he ever came back to gym again.
"I'm ditchin'…" he muttered.
He left the locker room and headed home, ignoring stares.
As he opened the door, his mother looked over.
"Why're you home early? I thought you had a bet with Keiko," she said, walking over.
"I did go to gym, but then Kuwabaka was a jerk, so I left."
"You don't just break a promise, Yusuke, especially to your girl."
"So? What're you gonna do about it?" Yusuke muttered, annoyed.
When his mother didn't immediately respond, Yusuke rolled his eyes and walked over to the fridge and took out a can of soda.
He opened it, but before he could drink it, his mother snatched it out of his hands.
"Hey! Mom, that's mine!"
Atsuko shrugged. "Oh well, it's mine now."
Yusuke glared at her, earning a slap.
"You don't glare at me, Yusuke. Remember that."
"Or what? That didn't hurt."
"Oh? So you want it to hurt? I can do that."
Yusuke backed away. "That's not what I meant."
"Well, you gave me an idea. Now live with it."
Atsuko held up an empty sake bottle. "See this?"
Yusuke nodded.
"Duck."
"What the-?"
He ducked quickly, and heard the bottle break above his head. He tried to move out of the way of the pieces of glass, but a few hit his arms and legs. He bit his lip and stood up, using the counter as support.
"What the hell was that?"
Atsuko didn't reply and left to her room.
Yusuke growled and set himself to the task of taking the pieces of glass from the floor and his skin.
"Ugh… can't believe my own mother did this," he mumbled, tossing out the glass.
He walked slowly to his room, then lay on the bed and stared out the window.
Even though it was barely noon, he fell asleep.
He woke up that afternoon and went into the kitchen to see his mother sitting on the table.
Yusuke opened the fridge. No food. He opened the cabinet. No food in there either.
"Mom, how come there's no food in here?" he asked, turning to face her.
"I go out to eat, Yusuke. If you're hungry, go buy your own food."
"But I barely have any money!" Yusuke complained.
"Well, that's too bad for you," Atsuko replied.
"But I'm hungry!"
"Then go buy food at Yukimura's."
Yusuke grumbled, but left and set off towards the Yukimura diner.
As he arrived, he dug through his pocket to see how much money he had.
"¥ 850..."
"Oh, hello Yusuke!" Mr. Yukimura called. "The usual?"
"I only have 850," Yusuke admitted. "I don't think that'll be enough…"
"Oh, don't worry about it! Keiko doesn't mind, and neither do I."
Yusuke smiled. "Thanks."
When he received his food, Yusuke immediately started eating.
"Yusuke, you're acting like you haven't eaten in days!"
"I'm hungry, Mr. Yukimura."
"Of course! That's why you came."
He left to go back to work, then Keiko came downstairs.
"Oh… hey Yusuke. What are you doing here?"
"I was hungry."
Keiko nodded. "But why are you still wearing the school outfit? I thought you hated it."
"Why're you asking me all these questions? I like green and I didn't feel like changing when I got home."
Yusuke stood up to leave, but Keiko grabbed his arm.
"Why do you have to leave? You didn't finish your food."
Yusuke bit his lip. "Keiko… can you let go?"
Keiko frowned. "Why? What's wrong?"
"I can't really tell you… just please… let go."
She let go of his arm, and Yusuke sat down. "If you want me to finish the food, I will."
Keiko nodded, but noticed that Yusuke was now eating with the opposite hand that he had been using before.
"Yusuke… I thought you were right-handed."
"I am."
"So why are you eating with your left?"
Yusuke frowned. "Keiko, why does that matter?"
Keiko sighed. "I don't know, just forget it."
She stood up. "See you later, Yusuke." She then ran back upstairs.
Yusuke shook his head. "Keiko…" He stood up and left.
Yusuke walked along the streets, thinking about where he wanted to go. Not home, definitely… Maybe he'd go to the park and skip stones in the creek.
As he arrived at the park, he noticed something. His sleeve felt wet…
'Damn it… Must've been when Keiko grabbed me…'
Yusuke looked down at his sleeve. It was slowly becoming red. He walked over to the creek and sat down with his back to a tree.
Getting into a comfortable position, Yusuke looked around and spotted a small pile of stones near him. Grinning, he picked some up and started skipping them across the creek.
After about half an hour later, Yusuke heard footsteps and looked around. It was just Kuwabara… Yusuke rolled his eyes and went back to skipping rocks.
Kuwabara came over, and much to Yusuke's displeasure, sat down and started skipping rocks as well.
"So, what're you doing here, Urameshi?" he asked after a few minutes.
"Skippin' rocks. Same with you, it looks like."
Kuwabara finally looked over at Yusuke, then noticed the wrong thing with the picture.
"Urameshi, you're bleeding."
Yusuke looked down. "Yeah."
"Why?"
"None of your business."
Kuwabara growled. "You were bleeding at gym too. What's up, man?"
"I just said it was none of your business."
"But you don't bleed for no reason, Urameshi. Everyone knows that."
Yusuke debated with himself about whether to tell Kuwabara or not. After a few moments of thought, he sighed and faced Kuwabara with a serious expression on his face.
"I'll tell you, but you have to swear not to tell, or I'll punch your face in."
"I promise."
Yusuke took a deep breath. "Okay… Kuwabara…"
He rolled up his sleeve, showing Kuwabara the cuts, some of which were still bleeding.
Kuwabara frowned. "How'd you get them, Urameshi?"
"My… my mother…"
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So, what d'you guys think?
Yusuke-clone: You're still being mean to me, and Kuwa's bein' nosy.
YYF14: -rolls eyes- You're annoying, but I still like you.
Yusuke-clone: Ok, whatever. You guys, review if you wish.