YYF14: Well, here's the next chapter, and I'd like to say something to my reviewers: First of all, thank you to Nekosune, for your reviews. It is very pleasant to have a person that likes your story. But on the other hand, I recieved a review that I did not like at all. If you do not like a fic, do not continue to read it and say it sucks, or something like that, because it was your fault that you didn't like it, not mine. And, please do not say something totally unrelated, then say it sucks. I recieved a review like this, and it was not a pleasant surprise. Just saying. And now, for the disclaimer:

Yusuke-clone: She doesn't own anything, but she does have a DVD.

YYF14:D Jin... Hey! Bakken's being mean to Kurama!

Koenma-clone: - -#... Well, while's she's staring at the TV, please read.

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The next few days, they did the same: go to the park, have a snowball fight, go home, until the day of Christmas Eve.

Yusuke was sitting on his bed, staring at his useless right arm. It didn't hurt as much as his rib, but it still stung.

"Yusuke? Did you want to go to the Ningenkai today?" he heard Koenma call.

"Nah, don't feel like it today."

"Okay."

Koenma lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling.

"Well, in a few hours, it'll be my birthday."

He sighed and sat up.

"Happy birthday to me," he sang softly.

Tears started to well up in his eyes, and he lay on his side, letting them fall. He closed his eyes and cried himself to sleep.

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Around three in the afternoon, Yusuke entered Koenma' room on steady legs.

The incident with Sensui was out of his mind now, but about Koenma, he didn't know. Koenma had been acting strange. Yusuke knew that there was more than the incident on his mind.

Yusuke wondered if it was because it was so close to Christmas. He had been making sure that Koenma balanced sleep and work, but Koenma hadn't been attending meals.

Yusuke sat down on the bed, gazing at Koenma's face. He frowned. Koenma looked like he had been crying.

Yusuke ran his fingers through Koenma's hair, smiling when Koenma leaned into his touch. He kept stroking, making Koenma smile.

"Yusuke…"

Yusuke continued running his fingers through Koenma's hair, but frowned and stopped as tears started running down Koenma's cheeks.

"Yusuke, no…"

Yusuke swiped away Koenma's tears with his thumb, but Koenma continued to cry, making Yusuke confused. What was wrong?

A look of terror came over Koenma's face, and Yusuke finally realized: Koenma was having a nightmare.

"K-chan! K-chan, wake up!"

Koenma sat up quickly, eyes wide. He looked around wildly, relaxing when he saw Yusuke.

"Yusuke! You're okay… just a dream…"

He threw his arms around Yusuke, who winced but returned the hug with one arm. Koenma looked up at Yusuke inquisitively.

"Yusuke? Are you okay?"

Yusuke nodded. "Yeah." He hated how strained his voice sounded.

"Yusuke… please tell me the truth."

Yusuke sighed. "K-chan…"

"Please, Yusuke."

Yusuke hesitated, then nodded.

"Before Sensui… you know… he broke my rib…"

Koenma frowned. "I'm sorry. Does it hurt?"

"Like hell. He broke my arm, too."

"But when you showed me-"

"It hurt. A lot."

Koenma winced. "Sorry."

Yusuke shrugged. "'S okay. But about you…"

His expression turned serious.

"K-chan, you were crying. What was that about?"

Koenma looked away. "Yusuke…"

"And you haven't called me by my nickname all week. Not once. We're still friends, right?"

Koenma nodded. "Of course, Yusuke! I'm… just not feeling well…" he looked down.

Yusuke sighed. "This wouldn't have anything to do with it being Christmas, would it?"

Koenma's eyes widened, but he didn't say a word.

"K-chan, I know it's your birthday. I just don't know what you want."

Koenma sighed. "I'm not trying to act like this. It's just not the same as it's been."

Yusuke nodded. "I understand. But don't you want anything?"

Koenma hesitated, then nodded vigorously.

"I… I want you, Yusuke… I love you, you know that."

Yusuke's eyes widened. "K-chan…"

Koenma took the pacifier out of his mouth and captured Yusuke's lips in a gentle, passionate kiss. Yusuke responded by slipping his tongue into Koenma's mouth. They had never done this before, they had always kept it closed.

The door opened, but neither heard.

"Koenma!"

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YYF14: Well, that was strange to write. I usually don't go into detail for kissing and such. Oh well, something new. And -chuckles- they got inturrupted. By -guess who?-

Yusuke-clone: I don't wanna know.

Koenma-clone: Ditto.

YYF14: Whatev. I'll try to update soon. See ya later, peoples!