Long update I know, but yada, yada, yada…here it is.

Sexy Love

With all the anxious anxiety I had about Yusuke, I barely got any sleep last night. Every time I would doze off, brief glimpses of him would pop up and I'd be excited all over again. I had tried to temporarily push him from my mind and every attempt had ended in failure. He was vivid in my thoughts, effervescent in my dreams, and today he would be tangible. Even now as I sat in class, I was thinking of him. I laid my head down on my desk and closed my eyes, visions of him flowing through my mind.

What would I say to him? I hadn't seen him in a little over a month and I didn't want our reuniting to be cliché and melodramatic. But knowing Yusuke, I didn't think it would be. He was never one for words and he definitely wasn't the traditional sort of romantic, which tended to be semi-poetic and lackluster. Not with Yusuke. He knew 'actions spoke louder than words' and he definitely let his 'actions' known to me. I reminisced about our past 'actions' and I couldn't help but grin at the passionate and lust filled memories.

As much as I would have liked to have continued my daydreaming, it was cut short by a swift whip on the back with a ruler. I opened my eyes and peered up above me. Damn, it was Mr. Fuyuko. He had a smug, amused look on his face with his arms crossed; ruler firmly grasped in his right hand.

"Well class, it looks like our star pupil has grown bored with my teachings and wishes to have to stay after class to finish up his incomplete notes." He said sarcastically.

The class snickered at the remark and I rolled my eyes. Mr. Fuyuko's physics class was my last class of the day and staying after would mean staying after school and copying notes for about half an hour. I inwardly groaned in irritation and sat up straight in my seat. He looked down at me and gave me a quick suggestive wink, which went unnoticed by most of the students, except for the girl behind me. When he went back to the board, she tapped me on the shoulder and leaned uncomfortably close to me.

"You're fucking him aren't you?" she said playfully, popping her bubble gum near my ear.

I pretended I didn't hear her, but she persisted. "Are you just fucking him, or is it all the teachers? It would explain a lot about how you manage get an A in every class."

She was really, really, getting on my damn nerves. "Would you kindly shut the fuck up bitch?" I had whispered, but with Mr. Fuyuko's advanced hearing, he had heard me clearly.

"Mr. Minamino, please be quiet or I'm going to have to write you a referral." He said firmly.

"Yes, Sir." I said glaring at him. I was fuming on the inside. He hadn't called that bitch out and she had been talking louder than me.

He resumed his teachings and the girl resided back into her seat. I kneaded at my now throbbing temples, trying to lessen the tension. The class continued on without interruption and soon after, the class was over. The bell rang and everyone readied to leave, everyone except me that is. I began to copy the notes on the board as quick as I could so I wouldn't have to stay too late. After the last person had exited the classroom, Mr. Fuyuko shut the door. I scribbled faster in hopes of getting done before he could try anything. But he had walked over to the board and started to erase everything as I was copying it.

"I'm not finished." I said heatedly, but he continued to erase the board until everything was completely gone. I slammed my notebook shut and shoved it roughly into my bag. I didn't have time for this. I wanted to be out of here and on my way to see Yusuke. Picking up my bag, I stared heatedly at Mr. Fuyuko as I made for the door. Surprisingly, he didn't try to block the door with his body like he usually did. Right then, I noticed something was off.

I stopped and looked directly at him, my expression fierce and menacing. "Whatever you're planning, it won't work." I said threateningly.

He shrugged his shoulders and pointed to the door. "I'm not planning anything, you can go." He said casually.

Normally, I would have questioned him further on his suspicious behavior, but I wanted to go home and wait for Yusuke. With a cautious eye on Mr. Fuyuko, I slowly made for the door. His facial expression remained unchanged and he didn't make any attempt to approach me. I opened the door steadily and with one last glace at him, I left, closing the door softly behind me. How odd, I thought, but didn't ponder it any further than that.

I ran as fast as I humanly could out the school and toward home. I got some pretty weird looks and curious glances as I ran and pushed through the crowded streets full of dismissed students. I made it home in record time and threw my bag to the side as soon as I stepped inside. My little brother was doing his homework in the living area when I rushed in, accidentally startling him.

"Son of a―, er…I mean, what's the deal Shuichi?" He said quickly correcting himself.

I ignored him and after roughly taking of my shoes, I raced upstairs to my room. I needed to change out of these clothes and get into something nice and sexy for Yusuke. As soon as I entered my room, I slammed the door in my excitement and rushed toward the closet. I pulled out my secret stash of sexy underwear, and rummaged through them. Which one to wear? The black lacy one or the soft blue embroidered thong. Maybe the skintight red bikini briefs? Yusuke always did say his favorite color was blue, so I chose the blue thong.

Now what to wear? I shuffled through my closet and pulled out a dark blue midriff, which showed off my thin midsection appropriately. That will do. I continued to fumble through my closet and came across a pair of tight leather pants with flowers embroidered on the back and front pockets. I hadn't worn them ever since he had left and I thought that by wearing it, it would encourage and evoke a certain sexual response from him. I laid the out the clothes I had chosen on the bed and straightened up the room.

I wonder what time he was coming over? My parents would be conveniently out of town for today and tomorrow, so all I had to do was get rid of the brat. With my choice of clothes laid out for tonight, I went downstairs to find Shuuichi. He was still in the same position as before and I sat down next to him. He looked confusingly at me.

"What?" he said annoyed.

"Hey you know what?" I said in my most pleasant voice. "Why don't you spend the night at one of your friend's houses tonight?"

"Why?"

"Because you never go out, and with mom and dad gone, you can practically do what you want."

He pondered this for a minute. "Does it matter whose house I stay over?"

I wanted to say I couldn't care less as long as he got the fuck out, but I restrained myself. "No it doesn't matter."

"Well…I don't know about this." He said eyeing me suspiciously. "Why do you want me out of the house so bad?"

"It's really none of your business." I said a little agitated, but calm.

"Well alright, but you owe me." He said reaching for the phone on the table.

I don't owe you shit, I thought as I got up to leave. "Just let me know if you need a ride or not."

He rolled his eyes and nodded his head. I went back up into my room and started on my homework. I didn't want any distractions tonight and homework would not be one of them. About an hour into my work, I heard a soft knock at the door.

"Yes, Shuuichi?"

"I'm about to leave. My friend's parent is picking me up, so I don't need a ride." He said from outside the door.

"Oh, okay. Hold on a minute." I rose up from my work and opened the door. The least I could do was see him out. Shuuichi was holding his book bag and a small duffle bag that contained his clothes. I put my arm around his shoulder and walked him downstairs. He was slightly blushing as I held him close and I smiled at him.

"You smell like a girl." He said bashfully.

My smile widened at the comment. Yusuke sometimes said that to me when we snuggled under the covers. He said my scent was intoxicating, and it made him want to lick me to see if tasted as good as the sweet smell I gave off; I always did. Shuuichi broke free of my hold and went to the closet to grab his jacket. I saw his ride pull up into the driveway and I went to go open the door. A small boy was stepping out of the vehicle and he ran toward the house, his face was nothing short of excitement. He ran into the doorway and with a quick bow to me, he jetted for Shuuichi and tackled him on the floor. I grinned at the cute scene.

His friend was a little shorter than Shuuichi himself, with shoulder length brown hair and dark eyes. While they wrestled on the floor, I grabbed Shuuichi's things and carried them out to his ride's car. A tall dark haired woman was leaning against the car. She rose off her car and greeted me cordially, bowing appropriately. I did the same out of respect. I had met her before, and I didn't really need to introduce myself to her again. I handed her the bags and she opened the back door of her car to put them there.

"Would you mind getting the boys?" She said sweetly.

I nodded at her and headed for the door. The boys were still wrestling when I re-entered the house, and Shuuichi had his friend in a headlock.

"Come on boys, time to leave." I said firmly.

They stopped wrestling and bolted for the door. I followed behind them and watched them get into the car. As the car backed out of the driveway, I waved goodbye to them and they waved back. Once they were gone, I shut the door and pressed my back against it. Finally, I had the house to myself. I made for the stairs and ran to my room. The clothes I had laid out earlier were still on my bed and I closed the door to undress, even though it wasn't necessary because no one else was here.

I stripped down naked and grabbed for the lacy blue thong. Slipping it on slowly, I adjusted myself and snapped the string between my cheeks. I gave my bare cheeks a playful slap before I started to put on my dark blue midriff. It was skintight and showed off my long lean torso. Next, I put on the tight leather pants. I adjusted them so that they were low on my hips and the top of my crisp blue thong was visible. Although I'm not supposed to wear shoes in the house, I thought this seemed like an appropriate excuse to break the rules and I slipped on a pair of stylish white sneakers. Now fully dressed, I went into the bathroom to add the finishing touches.

I grabbed for a bottle of lavender scented olive oil, and poured a generous amount onto my hand. I applied it onto my long torso, giving it a healthy slick glow. In addition to the oil, I also put on a little bit of flavored lip gloss; the strawberry kind. My lips glistened in the light and so did my body. My hair was fine, but I added a little bit of conditioner to give it a shimmering red sheen. I brushed my teeth and rinsed my mouth out with mouthwash.

Finally, I was done. I gave myself an onceover and smiled into the mirror, pearly white teeth reflecting back at me. Now I'm not a particularly vain person, but I must admit, I looked pretty damn hot. I flung my hair over my shoulders and with one last look in the mirror, I headed downstairs. Even though Yusuke had said he was coming back today, I didn't exactly know what time he'd be here. It was about six o'clock, and I hoped he got here soon. I went to the fridge and pulled out a soda, orange flavored. I sipped at it languidly and sat on the living room sofa. I watched TV for awhile until I got bored with it.

Just as I was about to turn it off the phone rang. I answered it causally and politely. "Minamino residence, Shuichi speaking."

"Hello honey, its mommy." She said merrily.

"Oh, hi mother." I said plainly. Not because I didn't want to talk to her, but I had been expecting someone else.

"Is everything alright?" she said concerned.

"Everything is fine. And yourself?"

"Good sweetheart. How's Shuuichi?"

"He's fine." As much as I loved my mother, I was getting tired and annoyed with this conversation.

"That's good I was just checking up on you."

"Thanks." I heard her laugh on the other end.

"Do you know what father did today?" She said through a giggle. "Well we were on our way to …."

I pulled the phone away from my ear and groaned in irritation. My mother could talk on for hours, and I definitely wasn't in the mood for it today. I could feel a headache coming on and I rubbed at my temples. Pressing the phone back to my ear, I heard her laughing and I faked a laugh to match hers. Then she started to talk again and I pulled the phone away again. I slouched on the couch and sighed reluctantly, rubbing a hand over my face.

I lay there for awhile, until I thought I heard her call my name from the phone. Quickly placing it back against my ear, I responded.

"Yes mother, I'm here." I said reluctantly.

"Oh, good, I thought you weren't listening. So anyway, then he…"

I rolled my eyes and slapped the palm of my hand into my head. Oh my god, I really wish she would stop talking. I lay down on the couch and placed the phone on top of my head, muttering brief monotonous responses. I began to doze off, when all of sudden I felt surge of impeccable power jolt through my entire body. I cried out and my back arched upward involuntarily. The phone dropped on the floor and I tried to regain my senses.

What the hell was that? I quickly scanned the room for any intruders. If there were any, I certainly would have sensed them beforehand. Nothing seemed to be out of place and the imposing energy was gone now. My mother was yelling frantically over the phone and I quickly picked it up.

"Its okay mother I'm fine, I just fell off the couch." I lied to her

"Oh dear, don't scare me like that sweetheart." She said relieved.

"Listen mom, I'll call you back later. I have some things I need to take care of."

"Okay well you be safe okay, bye honey."

"Bye."

Just as I was about to hang up, another jolt of powerful energy surged through by body again. The phone slipped between my fingers and I grabbed at my chest. It felt like sonic wave rippling through every fiber of being, from the tip of my toes to the crown of head. It wasn't painful, but the amount of power that was being exerted was astronomical. It was equivalent to that of an S class demon or even higher, which was very unusual in the human world. It was also forbidden for a demon of that caliber to even be in the human world, but that wasn't the most unusual part.

The power level I was sensing was not that of a demon, nor of a human. I rose to my feet and tried to seek out the source of the power. I found it very difficult for me to decipher the energy in a particular area or direction; it seemed like it was all around me. I looked around frantically and tried to focus on a particular direction. The powerful energy was approaching more quickly and I sent a telepathic plea to Hiei. Whoever this guy was he was indeed a lot more powerful than me and if he was looking for a fight then I would definitely need help.

I raced upstairs to my room and plunged into the closet. I took out my bright yellow Chinese style clothes I had worn at the dark tournament and quickly changed into them. As much as I didn't want to change out of my sexy attire, I would not face a possibly dangerous S class in a thong. If there was going to be a fight, I would be comfortably and suitably dressed for battle. I race downstairs and out the front door into the street. It was dark, and the streetlights gave the road an ominous glare.

Hiei jumped down beside me, katana ready in his hands. I pulled a rose out of the demonic compounds of my hair and transformed it into my deadly rose whip. The energy was now fast approaching and Hiei and I readied ourselves. We raised our power levels in warning and the other unknown person's power level rose as well. I felt the impressive force jet through me, so did Hiei. He clutched at his chest and growled in frustration. I however, was left oddly confused by that wave of energy. It was so familiar, yet completely foreign.

As the energy approached, so did the figure of the person who contained it. I squinted my eyes to see if I could make out the persons form. No, it wasn't one of the large grotesque monsters that inhabited demon world. Even in the shadows of the streetlights, I couldn't make out any odd or irregular features. No horns, no tail, no glowing eyes, no disgusting demon scent; It was all very strange, but it wasn't, as odd and contradictory as that sounds.

Soon the figure was about 50 yards away from us, and I tightened my grip on my rose whip, as Hiei did with his Katana. This power was becoming increasingly familiar, but I just couldn't place where I had sensed it before. It was definitely demon energy muddled with human energy, but the demonic part had almost completely infused with the human part. Suddenly the figure stopped moving and I took and cautious step back. Hiei slowly advanced forward toward the dark being and with his katana in hand, powered up.

Suddenly, the figure came charging full force at me! Hiei darted in front of me and began to charge the figure as well. I stood behind as back up and readied my rose whip. Hiei let out a feral growl and I heard the sound of his sword pierce the air harshly. He had missed and the figure had avoided his blade and was now coming right at me, with Hiei hot on his trail. I stood my ground as the dark form charged at me. They raced past the streetlights and I saw a brief glimmer of black hair in the passing light.

As soon as the person was within a few feet of me, I swung my rose whip forcefully at them, but my whip only succeeded in tearing the person's shirt. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the impact. But it never came, and before I could open my eyes, I felt the person wrap their arms familiarly around my waist and pull me close. I was greatly confused for a moment until I got a whiff of their scent. It was slightly tainted with something unknown, but it was unmistakable; the smell of cedar forest, Alpine, and vanilla with hint of male musk.

This time I did cry. Tears welled in my eyes and poured out over the sides of my face. I dropped my rose whip and held him closer to me, burying my face into the hollow of his shoulder. He placed his hand on top of my head and began to soothe me, gently rubbing his hands through my hair. Tears trickled onto his torn shirt and I wiped my eyes in an attempt to stop the tears from falling, but he moved my hand from my tearstained eyes and held it firmly in his hand.

Through tear struck eyes, I slowly looked up at him and smiled. He smiled back at me and rustled my hair playfully. I could see him clearly now in the light. He had grown a little taller in his absence so we were just about the same height now, though I was still a good inch taller than him. His hair was long, almost to his shoulders, and was roughly cut. His bright brown eyes glistened underneath thick dark lashes in the night's light. He beamed at me and my cheeks went red with excitement and embarrassment. I blushed and tried to look away, but he gently tilted my head up until I was looking full face at him.

He was so gorgeous, even through his slightly rough exterior. His beautifully tanned skin gleamed in the light and his pearly white teeth beamed at me from under his full glorious lips. He ran his thumb over my soft lips and his expression changed from amusement to seriousness. For a moment I thought something was wrong, and I gave him a confused look. I opened my mouth to speak but was abruptly cut off by the soft firmness of his lips. This kiss was slow and stimulating. I sighed into the kiss, for I was overwhelmed at the remembrance of the feel and taste of him. He pulled me closer to deepen the kiss and I gripped his arms tightly. He moaned softy into the kiss and I smiled against his lips.

We pulled apart mutually and I could see he was smiling too. I laughed a little and so did he. I was still locked in his arms and rested my head on his shoulder. I could feel the rumbling of his laughter reverberate through his chest and my smile widened. I could see Hiei standing in the background. He had an annoyed look on his face and he snickered at us. Yusuke and I grinned at Hiei, who in return rolled his crimson red eyes at us.

"Hn," Hiei grunted, "I guess I'll be leaving now, seeing as how you're in no real danger now. I think." He said glancing skeptically at Yusuke.

"Trust me Hiei, he's in good hands." Yusuke said grinning at me. His voice was deep, rich and soothing.

Hiei snorted and turned to leave, disappearing into the darkness. I looked at Yusuke and nodded my head in the direction of the house. He winked at me in response and we both headed back into the house, his arm gently around my shoulder. The house was warm and bright when we stepped inside and I could see and examine Yusuke fully in the light. He truly was handsome, in the light or in the shadows. He plopped down on my couch and stretched his legs out. I walked over to where he was and maneuvered myself so that I was sitting on the couch as well. I moved closer to him and placed his head in my lap.

His closed his eyes immediately and relaxed. I ran my fingers through his soft dark hair and gently caressed his earlobe. He sighed in relief and a slight grin formed on his face. I continued to tenderly massage his head and rub at his temples.

"Damn that feels good." He said groggily.

I continued to caress him until he fell asleep. Even though I was a little disappointed that things didn't go as I had planned, I was still very content with the fact that he was finally here, resting peacefully on my lap. However, some things still weighed heavily on my mind though. Like, why did I not immediately recognize Yusuke's energy? It was only when he had hugged me that I had fully recognized him, but until that moment, his energy and aura had been completely different. But the really peculiar part is that although his power level was extremely high, it was the threatening and dangerous nature of it that alarmed me; so completely familiar, yet completely unknown.

Also, how did he become so strong in a month? I mean, I know he was incredibly strong before, but the power he was exuding now was that of an S-class demon, almost as strong as Yomi's. Although he was asleep, I still continued to run my fingers through his hair. He would probably want me to cut it for him soon, he didn't like wearing it long because it meant that he couldn't slick it back the way he liked it. I leaned down over him and planted a light kiss on his forehead. He stirred a little bit and I adjust his head on my lap. I laid my head back against the couch and looked up at the ceiling until I felt myself becoming tired as well. With one last look at Yusuke, I let my eyes close and I drifted off to sleep; the warmth of Yusuke body a constant comfort against mine.

A/N: Next chapter will be up soon! *I hope*

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