Welp

I've always wanted to do some kind of one shot collection so here I am lol. Scrolling down my Google Docs files I kept coming across all of these unedited os and decided that even if they weren't that good, I should just go ahead and publish them.

I wrote this one about 3 months ago I think? It should be dedicated to a dear friend of mine, who's always giving me strength when I'm at my worst. Panitta, if you're passing by, here's one of the fics you insisted I post lmao

Disclaimer : I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho and it's characters.


Pairing : Botan/Hagiri (two hotties, yup!)

Rating : I'd like to believe it's a T

TW : Just some harmless pining and a crackship

Genre : Romance and a bit of comedy I think?

The Crush

synopsis : in which sniper is hesitating between putting a certain ferry girl in his pocket and throwing her in the pacific ocean (yo that synopsis kinda sucks)


At first, he did not find her very attractive.

He just thought she looked like any other girl, certainly not a beauty that would make heads turn her way in the streets. He could acknowledge she was charming though, especially with her twinkling violet eyes, that seemed to always shine bright with love and happiness. Which was in itself, ironic.

No, it did not start with her looks at all.

It might sound cliché, but what made him take an interest in her was her personality. They had a difficult start, but the more they hung around each other, arguing, teasing and in more calm moments, having heartfelt discussions, the more his heart started to open.

How intelligent and resourceful she showed herself to be when time called for it surprised him, him who deemed most of their gang, aside from maybe the red head -Kurama- as complete idiots.

She hit hard. Of course, it was not everytime that she would take out her oar or, even better, her bat to slam it on his head, but he seemed to be good at getting on her nerves for some reasons. It hurt like hell, but he did not mind. If he could see that enticing expression of anger on her usually compassionate traits, it was worth the pain. He loved seeing her mad and sputtering in an attempt to degrade him. It was both immensely adorable and unexplainably hot. Besides, she would always feel guilty after seeing the aftermath of her wrath, and insist on being the one to treat his bumps. The gentleness she would show afterwards was absolutely priceless.

He liked how curious and concerned she sounded everytime she inquired about his whereabouts. He found the genuine attention suspicious at first, but eventually came to like it.

Actually … crave it?

It was flattering to be the object of her worries. That pushed him to sometimes make his expressions grimmer than what he really felt like, just to pique her interest and have her drowning him in a sea of questions and teasing to make sure everything was alright.

Even away from them, he had a hard time getting her off of his mind. Any baby pink and blue item he came across urged his thoughts to wander to that girl. It became particularly annoying when he found himself unconsciously picking up anything that reminded him of her at the stores he went to.

At that point, he was certain he at least had a crush on her. Especially since he noticed that he came to actually like her face. A lot. That face he first thought to be quite ordinary started to look prettier the more he stared at it. He was clueless as to why he originally found her so bland.

Then came his physical attraction.

It came gradually, when he started to notice her femininity. It first started with very innocent thoughts and some mental notes, about how fit she was, how smooth her skin looked and such. It was simple admiration until he felt funny staring at some parts of her body. What he was passing off as simple appreciation became lust quite quickly.

He started to focus on the sensual roundness of her breasts, on the curve of her hips and calves. He liked it when she wore skinny jeans, especially that high-waisted denim one that perfectly highlighted her lower back and what followed below. Her body was not one of those out of the ordinary, idealistic ones, that actresses and models proudly showed in billboards and magazines. But the fact it was hers was what made it even sexier and maddening to him. The harmony was there, every element went perfectly well with its neighbor, from her hair to feet.

The pronounced lines of her collarbones urged him to reach out, trail his thumb against it and viciously nibble the area. He often wondered what her skin would look like after the special attention he would have given it.

He wanted to do that. He wanted to do so much more. He wanted to feel her lips brush against his own, to hold her smaller body against him, to have her stare lovingly at him with these amethysts gems while whispering his name.

"...Hagiri."

Could this still be qualified as just a crush? Probably not. But he would never dare admit any of this.

"Hey don't ignore me!"

A finger digging harshly into his ribs tore him off of his revery. He looked at his right side, a fist already reaching out to take a grab of the imbecile who disturbed him, but his arm dropped when he realized it was her.

"You..." his voice came in a soft whimper, that seemed to take both of them by surprise. He quickly added, this time with more bite to his words "What do you want?"

She paused for a moment, fiddling with a piece of paper in her hands before looking at him, a shy smile grazing her lips "I… well, I managed to get a day off for next week."

He nodded, prompting her to continue "That's cool, and?"

In the mouth of someone else, it would have sounded rude and dismissive. Especially with that blank expression he wore. But, working around him, she came to know his tendencies better than most people.

"I wondered if we could spend it together." she went straight to the point, earning wide eyes from the man facing her.

His first reflex would have been to snort and then let her know that he had more important things to do than spend a whole day with her of all people. Of course, it would have been a lie. A lie he would have thrown to discourage her until he felt ready to make a move himself … or until he successfully manages to eradicate that "crush".

But as he was about to turn her down, he recalled something Kamiya said to him a while back :

"Has anyone ever told you that one catches more bees with sugar than with vinegar? And In your case, Kaname, you always give the impression of lugging around a whole jug of it.

Try to loosen up a bit, young man!"

He let out a sight and intently looked at her for seconds that felt like hours. Botan staring back at him with a pout and those oh-so-beautiful puppy eyes did not help to reinforce his resolve. Before he could stop himself, he had already say it.

"Sure." it was just one word, but that was enough to illuminate her whole face and lift her mood.

She flashed him a radiant smile that caused butterflies to fill up his stomach.

"Lovely! I'll tell the others you agreed to it!"


A small open ending XD

anyway, it was a small one shot I wrote just for the sake of it. It brings back some nostalgia as the first ever one shot I wrote on this site 3years ago also involved this pairing.

Next Chapter is a spiky haired demon (nope, not Hiei) x bobo