Kuwabara was having trouble focusing on his fight.

His mind was too full of images playing in his head like some sort of sick horror film. And the most peculiar thing of all- was that each image was of the dark haired girl that had struck him. It was as if by hitting him, she had accidentally transferred some of her thoughts, feelings, and emotions straight to his brain and kind of hijacked it.

Which was probably why he was doggingly chasing the demon kid around the arena, dragging his body with his chin until he finally managed to corner the damn brat and was about to reach out and ask what had happened to the girl when the memory of her attack finally hit him.

Driving the air from his lungs like one of Urameshi's punches while the kid decided to bail out on their match and flung himself at the slightly startled girl wailing and crying only to wind up being plucked from mid air and handed off to the girl so that she didn't suffer any unnecessary harm by one of the other demon's.

The match was called by the ref, and Kuwabara was hauled to his feet, feeling weak and nauseous. Both his mind and body a wreck as he was declared the winner of the match (despite having stayed down on his stomach or back trying to catch his breath for most of it).

"Yeah! Go Kuwabara!" Yusuke finally seemed to come back to himself long enough to shout as the very last few images flashed through the orange haired teen's head.

They were images of her bumping into Urameshi. And in that moment it was as if he were looking through her eyes. And it was so damned creepy. Really it was. Seeing the sudden spark of interest in Urameshi's dark gaze, feeling it through his touch as he held her and gently spoke to her.

Trying to establish a small bond with her through gentle coaxing.

It kind of made his feel queasy. Ya know, since Urameshi was a teenage boy and he was a teenage boy- and he knew what had to be going through his dark haired rival's mind.

Even now when his fight was over and Yusuke was walking over to congratulate him and help him down out of the ring- his dark eyes weren't straying far from the girl across from them.

He had half a mind to deck the bastard for thinking whatever he was thinking about the poor girl. But instead decided to merely advise him, waiting until Yusuke had one of his arms around his neck and was helping him move over to the medical tent before he bothered speaking. His voice was low, soft, and so very wary sounding that he had Yusuke's immediate attention.

"Don't do it..." Yusuke turned his head slightly to look at him, his expression questioning as Kuwabara said, "Whatever your interest in that girl is- let it go. She's damaged, Urameshi. And on top of that she's pregnant too. She doesn't need you attempting anything or sniffing around her skirt. You'll only wind up hurting her or something if you do."

Carefully easing his schoolmate/teammate/rival/ personal annoyance to the ground, Yusuke took a moment to consider his words before saying. "Part of me already knows that Kuwabara. I just don't care much right now."

"You don't care if you hurt her!" Kuwabara fairly shouted at him, startling Yusuke as he put his hands up and shook his head slowly from side to side before saying,

"Whoa, take it easy there champ. That isn't what I meant. My interest in her is strictly personal, and isn't up for debate or discussion- however if there's one thing I wouldn't do- and that's hurt her..."

"What do you mean?"

"Just what I said. I won't hurt her."

"And what about everything?"

"Like I said before, my interest in her is strictly personal. But if I ever feel like talking about it- I'll let you know." Yusuke said as he got up and turned and walked off. Leaving his teammate to wonder about what he meant while he was being patched up.