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Demonā€™s Destiny	By : caelestis Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2465 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuYu Hakusho, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Note: People wanted a lemon. I will indulge, but my condition is that there must be a plot. ^-^ So I’m gonna have to build it up somewhat, which means this is now officially a mini series. Happy? LoL, well you should be, because this lemon will be the best that I’ve written!!! (…not to brag) ^0^v several more parts for sure. Do not let this keep you from reviewing!! The more reviews I get, the faster my fingers type!!!
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Yuusuke’s eyes opened slowly, taking in his surroundings with mild surprise. There wasn’t much light illuminating the room, but the cool, gray radiance of dawn was slowly washing over the atmosphere, giving play to the shadows. The very next thing he became aware of was that he was pressed against a broad, muscular chest, and the owner of that chest had his arms wrapped around his own waist; it could only have been a man, the muscle tone alone suggested that. A faint flush crept up his cheeks as he contemplated the situation and realized who exactly this man was.

What had happened again yesterday? His neutral mood slowly deteriorated as he remembered the events that had sent him here, and what had happened after he had run into Kuwabara; how he had comforted him. His blush deepened at the thought. What was he going to do now? One thing was certain: he had to confront Keiko on what he had witnessed her doing. It would be impossible for him to continue on like he had been now that he knew of her infidelity. Impossible as it was painful. What had driven her to do something like that? His mind could not produce an answer.

His bed partner emitted a slight snore, his mouth falling open slightly before tightening his grip on Yuusuke. Yuusuke’s blush appeared to be endless even as he basked in the feeling that this touch provoked in him. Keiko had never been this caring. And he would have asked her to marry him!

His eyes widened slightly as he realized the implications of his thoughts. Did he… care for Kuwabara? Really care? A small smile played across his lips. At this point… he didn’t care whether he did or not. It was enough for him to be cared for. Self-recriminations would come later when he could deal with them. And maybe… then…

A pressure in his neither region quickly brought his contemplations to an end, as his bladder protested its treatment and need for relief. Yuusuke squirmed in Kuwabara’s embrace, wriggling closer to the edge of the bed. Kazuma muttered and moved with him, still more than half asleep himself. Yuusuke was beginning to get desperate.

“Kuwabara… ne, Kuwabara.” He tapped his shoulder lightly, trying to get him to release his body long enough for him to get to the bathroom. The action he provoked, however, was not what he expected. From the friction that he had caused by wriggling earlier, Kuwabara was now sporting a hard on… and it was digging into his thigh. Yuusuke flushed a deep scarlet. “Choto matte… Kuwabara…”

Kuwabara muttered again, drawing Yuusuke closer towards his body, his physical strength slightly greater than Yuusuke’s since he had been slacking in his training. He was already regretting everything he had done for Keiko, but this realization made the top of the list. But… he wasn’t too upset with the outcome of this situation otherwise. Uncomfortable maybe…

He relaxed slightly; his eyes brimming with unshed tears as it was thrust into his face once again how unfairly he had been treated. Sensing his renewed pain, Kuwabara wrapped his body further around Yuusuke’s, threading their legs together in an attempt to relieve his suffering through the physical contact. A small smile curved across Yuusuke’s features at Kazuma’s attempt to comfort him; it had been more than Keiko had done for him lately.

But all the feelings in the world would not hold his bladder any longer, and in desperation he tried a tactic that he would not have ordinarily used. Without giving himself time to reconsider the action, Yuusuke moved his head up slightly bringing their lips together softly. It was amazing how well they fit together, and without knowing it, Yuusuke found himself lost within the kiss that he initiated. Kuwabara’s own lips moved against his own, tongue coming into play as Yuusuke ran his wetly across Kazuma’s lips before dipping inside. Thinking and Yuusuke didn’t usually go together, Yuusuke usually relying on his gut instincts, and in this case losing sight of the goal that he had started it with. It just felt so right… it was almost impossible to stop. Kuwabara’s grip on his loosened, the kiss distracting Kazuma long enough for Yuusuke to slip out from the bed. Flushed and breathing heavily, Yuusuke sprinted to the bathroom and locked the door behind him. What the hell had he just done?

A glance in the mirror showed his entire face was red, even to the tips of his ears. With a muffled yelp as his attention was brought back to the emergency at hand, he quickly undid the fly of his pants and took care of the business that had called him from the bed in the first place. The steady stream soon slacked off, and he ran his hands under the tap to clean them, adding a small dollop of foaming soap to the mix as an afterthought. The soap rinsed from his hands, he cupped them to catch some of the water, which he them splashed across his face. The cool liquid brought temporary relief to his flaming countenance, and with his eyes tightly shut he reached around for a towel to dry his face off with. Finishing, he lowered the seat of the toilet and sat down heavily, his head resting tiredly on his hands. Was he really comfortable with what was happening between himself and Kuwabara? Less than a day since he had decided to break off the relationship with Keiko, and he was ready to start another?

His eyebrows furrowed, as his face grew stormy. Were these really his feelings? Growing contemplative, he revisited memory after memory in an attempt to discover where his feelings lay. Back to when he had first fought Kuwabara, Keiko’s first slap, his resurrection, and the battles since then, everything tied together to form a whole. Was all of this predestined? He was certain now that he could have had something with Kuwabara if Keiko hadn’t been in his life, but that hadn’t been the case.

So what was he going to do now?

Resolve on his face, he pushed himself to his feet and turned towards the door. A flip of his wrist and he had unlocked it, stepping outside… only to be greeted by the worried faced of Kuwabara.

“Uurameshi.” The flame haired warrior nodded slightly. “Daijobu ka?”

Yuusuke blinked. He would have assumed that Kazuma would still be asleep… but perhaps he had woken him with his kiss. How ironic. Heat spread across his face once again, some of it traveling to pool in his groin; it seemed that it was going to be a permanent factor this morning. But if Kuwabara had been woken in that fashion then…

Kuwabara lay a calloused hand on Yuusuke’s shoulder, again a silent pillar for Yuusuke to rely on, even through his emotional tribulation. Rational thought again put to the side, Yuusuke latched onto Kuwabara’s waist, burying his head in his chest. He enjoyed the feeling that came from this closeness; it soothed away all of his fears, even the ones in his subconscious. And what did he have to fear from Kuwabara?

The panic that that simple question evoked in him was unparalleled to any other that he had ever experienced. What if Kuwabara didn’t feel the same as he did? What if he was repulsed by his new feelings? What if…

A sob burbled up from his chest as tides of despair crashed through his body. What if he thought that Yuusuke… was worthless? He didn’t know if he could deal with that. Even through their fights and accusations, and the difficulties with their families, there had always been one constant in each other’s lives… and that was each other. If Kuwabara rejected him, as Yuusuke felt that he inevitably would, he wouldn’t be able to function. He wouldn’t be able to live.

How sad was this? Yuusuke thought humorlessly to himself. All of this over something he hadn’t even been aware of until last night. How quickly things moved.
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