On Getting Caught
Summary: (ONE-SHOT)(Kurama POV)(Shounen ai: YuusKur) "You WANTED to get caught..." I smile. "You wound me, Yuusuke."
Disclaimer: I claim absolutely no ownership of the series Yu Yu Hakusho. Dammit, too.
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He leans back on the grass, fingers locked in a pillow beneath his head. His eyes drift to the sky, blue and crowded with white clouds that waft across the horizon as the wind blows.
"Hey. Look. That one looks like Hiei's hair, huh?" he says lazily. I smile, not taking my eyes off of him.
"I suppose."
He turns his head and his eyebrows are raised in a mild expression.
"You're not even looking, Kurama."
"Ah. Caught."
He turns back to the clouds.
"You wanted to get caught, you bastard."
I smile peacefully.
"You wound me, Yuusuke."
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We're running and it's exhilarating. Utterly exhilarating.
I can hear him behind me; the light thump of his footfalls is muted by the grass of the park, and the wind whipping in my ears makes it hard for me to hear, yet his ecstatic laughter rings from behind me. He's going slower than usual, giving me a fair chance to get away.
Then he tackles me – hard.
We go skidding across the ground, finally coming to a stop several yards away.
He, still cackling, flings himself off me and flops over to lie on the grass to my left. I struggle to regain the breath that has been knocked out of me.
"That was fun."
I nod, smiling faintly.
"But," he begins, and props himself on his elbow to look me in the face.
"You wanted to get caught, you bastard."
I smile fully.
"You wound me, Yuusuke."
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The battle is over and done with and I can certainly feel my broken bones. I half-limp across the space between us, my blood dripping onto the grass of the park.
Once I reach him, he slides his arm across my back and I curl my own over his shoulders.
His warmth feels so nice right now.
"You," he mutters angrily, "are the biggest idiot on the planet. I can't believe you were stupid enough to take the three of them on your own."
I smile.
"They weren't a very big deal. I wouldn't want you to expend any energy over something so trivial."
"I seriously can't believe you. You did all that crap just so that they'd find you and only you..."
He gives a disbelieving grunt.
"You wanted to get caught, you bastard."
I smile weakly.
"You wound me, Yuusuke."
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We're in his room, lying side-by-side on the floor under the pretense of being bored. Words, at this point, are inconsequential, so there is no need to utter them.
It's after about a half hour of lying like this that I finally do something. I push myself up and, trying to be as catlike as possible, straddle his waist.
He does nothing, only watches me, his hands tucked behind his head.
So I, placing my fingers on his neck, lean down and press my forehead to his, my lips hovering above his own.
He lifts his chin and brings them together.
Moments into the kiss, there is a gasp from the doorway. Through a veil of red – my hair, unfortunately – I hear Botan retreat quickly, slamming the door behind her.
Yuusuke stares.
"Dammit!" he mutters finally. "She's going to tell Keiko…"
I have to choke down my laughter. He sees it anyway, and glares mildly.
"You wanted to get caught, you bastard."
I smile slyly.
"You wound me, Yuusuke."
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Author's Space
...Dunno. Yeah, this is the last piece of YYH fanfiction that I have... It's kind of old, actually, but I never got the chance to post it. Anyway, I think I'm going to withdraw from the fandom after this. :sigh:
Please review or something… Tell me if I'm doing anything right…