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Caught in the Arms of the Wind	By : VixenzxMasqueradex Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 13711 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I don�t own YuYu Hakusho.� Warnings:
this chapter is focused on Yusuke, we will return to Jin in the next
chapter.� There will be a Keiko bashing.
Also, I may have messed with the time line a tiny bit, when Yusuke came home
from the Makai he was 19 in the series, I tweeked that a bit and made him 20 about half a year away
from his twenty first birthday. �Enjoy.

�� Midnight in the Kuwabara
house hold found a quiet house, the only thing suggesting that any of the
occupants were awake was a dim light glowing in the back of the house.� Kuwabara Kazuma sat at his desk pouring over his text books. It was
the day before his last final exam before graduation and he was cramming,
desperate to keep his straight �A� standing for his fourth and final year.
�� His
studying was interrupted when the sound of his front door being unlocked.� It wasn�t Yukina
because she was already asleep, having gone to bed exhausted for the fifth
night in a row this week.� He had finally
convinced her to see a doctor, or at least Genkai
about his unusual listlessness, hoping that his secret guess was right.� Perhaps hoping wasn�t the right word as the
carrot top physic already had a box of cigars waiting in the bottom drawer of
his desk.� It wasn�t Shizuru
either as she had moved in with her new boyfriend.� That left only one other option.
�� That�s the fourth time this month.� He thought with a sign as he returned his
studying.� Normally he would go out and
offer his best friend a beer and listen to this nights fight, however, Yusuke
knew that tomorrow was important to his friend and was most likely just in need
of a place to sleep for the night.� His
guess was proven correct when soft footsteps padded through the living room and
ended at the couch, no lights, no television, not a sound was heard leaving Kazuma in a comforting silence.
�� An hour
later, Kuwabara switched off the light, figuring he
had crammed as much as possible, he decided to get to bed.� Looking down the hall as he made his way to
the bathroom, the carrot top noted the pair of bare feet sticking over the side
of the couch.� On his way to his bed
room, Kuwabara stopped at the hall closet to grab a
blanket. A moment later, he tossed it over Yusuke�s pajama clad body.
�� Thanks, pal.�� The
ex-spirit detective murmured.�
�� S�no problem, buddy.�
�� Good luck
tomorrow.�
�� Thanks,
you gonna come celebrate with me tomorrow night?�
�� You
bet.� But I don�t think Keiko can make
it.�
�� That�s
cool, Yukina�s not gonna be
able to drink anyway.� So it�ll just be
me and you.�
�It�s a date.�
�Night, Kuwa.�
�Night, Urameshi.�
At five minutes to five o�clock that morning, when Yukina stumbled out of bed rushing to the bathroom, there
was no evidence of the late night visitor other then a neatly folded blanket
sitting on the couch.

.~*~.
�A pestering ring of
his cell phone woke Kurama up from a very sound sleep.� Grumbling softly, he stretched out a hand to
grab his offending phone from the nightstand.�
Recognizing the number on the caller id as Yusuke�s cell all cursing
ceased.
�� Yusuke?�
the fox asked.� �Do you know what time it
is?�
�� :My phone says two o�clock.�
�� Is there a
problem?�
�� :I-uh, passed your place a couple hours ago and saw your
lights on.� You are back from your
vacation to see Hiei, aren�t you?:
�� Yes, I am back home.�� Kurama
yawned, catching the strange undertone in his friend�s voice he asked,� �If you passed a
couple hours ago why didn�t you call or stop in then?�
�� :Heh, I kinda
needed to blow off some steam.� Now I
just need to talk.:
�� Where are
you, Yusuke?�� Kurama asked crawling out
of his warm bed.
�� :That little twenty-four hour diner place.:
�� Could you
be a little more specific?�
�� :Across the street from The Moose Pub, place.:
�� Oh, okay, Yusuke.�
I�ll be there in twenty minutes.�
�� :Kay, bye.:
��
�� True to his
word, exactly twenty minutes after he got off the phone Kurama walked into a
tiny, barely standing, diner.� A sleepy
eyed waitress started toward him with an equally tired, and tad forced
smile.� Motioning to where Yusuke was
sitting staring out into the dark street the opposite side from the direction
Kurama had taken, Kurama let her know that he was fully capable of seating
himself.
�� Yusuke�s
deep chocolate eyes shifted from the window when the redhead slid into the
booth across from him to meet his friend�s jewel bright eyes.� Kurama gave Yusuke a soft smile causing the
young demon to drop his gaze to the cup of coffee that sat untouched in front
of him.
�� I�m sorry
to bother you so late, Kurama.�� He
mumbled sheepishly.
�� You are
never a bother, Yusuke.�� Kurama
reassured him.� �Besides I�m off tomorrow
anyways.� It�s a company holiday; a paid
holiday.� His smile grew a tad wider. �I always pick my vacations well.�
�� I�ll have
to try that some time.�� Yusuke said with
a smirk.� �How�s the fire brat doing?�
�� Kurama
chuckled softly.� �Hiei
is quite content.� But, Yusuke, I don�t
think you brought me out here at two in the morning to ask me about Hiei.�
�� Yea,�
Again Yusuke dropped his gaze, he felt like an idiot and a whiner for calling
Kurama over his fight with Keiko, but, this one hurt more then the rest.� �Me and Keiko had a
big fight.�
�� Anticipating
as much, Kurama nodded prompting his friend to continue.
�� She�s mad
at me for getting drunk with Kuwabara tonight.�
�� You were
drunk?�� Kuama
asked.
�� A bit, me and Keiko aren�t scrambling for money but we aren�t rich
either. It takes a lot more then what I had with me to get me drunk.� Besides, Kuwa not
only was celebrating his final day of classes but also the positive pregnancy
test meeting him when he got home.� He
was suspecting as much for a few weeks now but to see it there big and blue had
him giddy as a school girl.� I wouldn�t
have been much a friend if I didn�t pick up his tab as well.�
�� Yukina�s pregnant?��
Kurama asked. �this was news to
him.
�� Yea, Kuwa wanted to tell you, but you had already left for the Makai. That and nothing was certain.�
�� That�s
wonderful.�� The two friends shared a
happy, silent moment before Kurama�s smile dimmed a
bit.� �But, why would Keiko be mad about
that?�
�� Yusuke
didn�t answer.
�� How often
do you drink, Yusuke?�
�� Just a beer or two after dinner.�
�� How often
do you get drunk?�
�� That
question got him a deadly glare.� �The
last time I was drunk was my twenty first birthday. And if I remember
correctly, two certain redheaded friends of mine made it their personal mission
to make sure I stayed drunk for three days straight.�
�� Kurama
snorted softly.� �After the present you
gave me and the prank you played on Kuwabara-kun, you
had that coming.�
�� Aww, hell.� Kuwabara and I
weren�t legal age to bar hop with ya like we wanted
to. So the strip joint was the next best thing. And I dunno
bout you, but the guy who gave you the hour and a half long lap dance was
enough to give me a woody and all I did was watch.�
�� I think he
found me more appealing then I found him.�
�� We asked
for the shortest guy they had, I know he probably didn�t hold a candle to our .
. . your Hiei.�
�� Kurama
laughed along with Yusuke.� In truth, he
did have a good time on his birthday and had even told Hiei
about the little escapade and the pranks played on both Yusuke and Kuwabara.� Hiei, as usual, showed very little interest until Kurama
had shown him just how entertaining a lap dance could be.� After that Hiei
became extremely possessive and forbad Kurama to ever
visit a strip joint ever again.� If he
got horny then he could just haul his ass back to the Makai
for a �quickie�.� Or so Hiei liked to think. . .
�� The
laughter was short lived as Kurama wouldn�t let himself be distracted from what
had upset Yusuke enough to call him in the middle of night.
�� Your
birthday was months ago and tonight was a special occasion.�� He reasoned more to himself then to
Yusuke.� �What aren�t you telling me?�
�� I�ve been
trying to talk to Keiko about thinking of starting a family.� She spooks every time I even try to bring it
up.�
�� Keiko
isn�t even out of college yet.� Having a career
is very important to her, and starting a family before she finds the job she
has been striving for would be foolish.�
It�s understandable that she would want to prioritize.�
�� Don�t you
think I know that?!�� Yusuke snapped, and
then realizing how loud he was being in a dead diner tuned it down.� �I took those night classes to finish high
school and those stupid fucking �manager courses� or whatever so I could run
that stupid restaurant.� I don�t expect
kids now I just, you know, wanna talk, start planning
. . . hoping . . . something.� Keiko and
I have nothing to talk about except the bad shit going on and that usually ends
in a screaming match.� I just . . .�
�� Yusuke
trailed off, once again staring into his coffee cup. �
�� Why don�t you tell me exactly what happened?� Everything, start from the
beginning.�
�� Yusuke
sighed.� �I walked in the door, expecting
to just stretch out on the couch and fall asleep.� But, Keiko was awake, sitting in the dark
living room waiting up for me.� �Did you
have fun?� she asked, kinda testy like.� I just shrugged and said, �yea.�
�� She stared
at me for a few minutes then got up and left for the bedroom.� When I get buzzed I get a bit . . .
frisky.�� Yusuke gave Kurama
a wink before continuing.� �So I
followed. Just before she gets to the bedroom, I wrapped my arms around her,
pulled her close and gave her ear a big wet kiss.
�� Lets say
me and you have some fun and make a couple babies ourselves.�
�� She went
bananas!� �How dare you ask me that when
you come home drunk?�� She squawks.
�� Wadda ya mean �how dare I?� I snapped. �First off Keiko, I�m not drunk. Second,
we�re married, in case you�ve forgotten, and that�s what married people do.��
�� Yusuke
trailed off again, refusing to meet Kurama�s
concerned eyes.
�� How did
she reply to that?�� The fox asked.
�� Aw, hell,
we�ve been around that fucking bush so many times I just toned her out.� I started to walk away until she screeched
something about the apple not falling far from the tree.� I turned to her and said �Excuse me?�� She says, �I should have known you were going
to turn out to be a lazy drunk just like your mother.� Sure, Yusuke lets have a baby then you can be
a no show and do your father proud.��
�� Kurama�s eyes widened to the size of saucers.� �She didn�t really say that did she?�
�� She was
just mad at me for drinking.�� Yusuke
replied quickly coming to his wife�s defense.
�� Why did
you expect to sleep on the couch tonight?��
Yusuke didn�t answer Kurama soft question so Kurama continued on his own.� �Kuwabara tells me
that there has hardly been a week that you haven�t spent at least one night on
his couch.� How many nights do you spend
on your couch?�
�� I haven�t
slept in my own bed in a few months.�
Keiko doesn�t know that I spend the nights I leave at Kuwa�s.� Usually I
get home before she wakes up.� Other
nights it�s easier just to stay on the couch and wake up to the cold floor then
a cold shoulder.� I just don�t get
her!�� Yusuke groaned burying his face in
his hands. ��She acts like she has to
watch my every move like she has to keep me in line, like she can�t trust me.�
�� That�s
just it,� Kurama mused to himself.� Keiko
needs to have that level of control over her partner.� She wants to be the head of the family and
cuckold her husband into behaving.�
However, adding her overbearing nature to Yusuke�s authority hating
habits made a fiery mix to be sure.�
Yusuke has done everything short of bending over backwards for his wife,
surpassing even his own expectations of achievements; yet Keiko wasn�t
happy.� She wanted perfection, which is
always the most impossible feat.� And now
it was ruining her marriage.
�� Yusuke
lifted head and looked at his watch. �Damn, it�s three in the morning.�� He dug in his pocket and came up with a
handful of yen and plopped it all on the table, leaving the waitress an
extremely generous tip for one cup of untouched coffee.
�� Silently, Kurama followed his friend outside into the crisp night air.� �Why don�t you spend the night at my place,
Yusuke?�� Kurama
offered softly.� �My apartment is closer,
my bed is large and is much more comfortable then any couch.� What time do you need to be up for
work?�� He asked, not waiting for an
answer.
�� Whenever,
I�m off tomorrow, too.�
�� It�s
settled then.�
�� The two
friends silently made their way to Kurama�s
apartment.� Once inside the redhead found
a large pair of sweat pants for Yusuke to sleep in then changed back into his
own pajamas.� Just as he sat down on the
edge of the bed to remove his socks Yusuke broke the silence with a soft
hopeful question.
�� Say Kurama, when you were in the Makai,
you didn�t happen to run into Jin, did ya?�
�� Honestly,
Yusuke, I didn�t see much of any one except Hiei.�
�� An idea
came to the fox as Yusuke snorted with laughter.
�� Yusuke, do
you have a vacation coming up any time soon?�
�� Yea, when
ever I choose to take it.� Why?�
�� Perhaps
you should consider taking a trip to the Makai like I
did.� You could stop up to see Genkai and Puu for a day or so
then go to the Makai and find Jin or Chu for the rest of your vacation.� It will give both you and Keiko a break from
each other and give you a chance to relax.�
�� Kurama you�re a genius!��
Yusuke gushed, plopping himself down on the other side of the bed.� �I�ll let work know tomorrow!�
�� I�m glad I
could help.�
�� Both demons
were too tired to say much more, as soon as their heads hit the pillows, they
were out.� It had been quite a while
since Yusuke had shared a bed with anyone; knowing that fact it was no surprise
for Kurama when he woke up later that morning with
Yusuke spooning him from behind with one slung over the fox�s slender waist and
face pressed into his neck; soft gentle puffs of air warmed the fox�s neck
every time the young demon exhaled.�
Shifting his eyes over to the alarm clock on his bed table, Kurama decided that giving Yusuke another hour to sleep in
wouldn�t hurt.� Closing his deep emerald
eyes, Kurama allowed himself
to enjoy a lazy morning snuggle.

.~*~.
��
�� It was
about eleven o�clock when Yusuke
finally walked through his front door.�
He wasn�t expecting to find his wife home, and he sure as hell wasn�t
expecting to have her tackling him with such a force that they both slammed up
against the front door.
�� Don�t ever
leave me like that again!�� She sobbed
into his chest.� �I didn�t think you
would ever come back.�
�� Startled,
Yusuke hesitantly started rubbing his wife�s shoulders and cooing in a soft
reassuring voice.� �Why would you ever
think such a thing?�
�� You were
so mad when you left.�
�� I could
never leave you Keiko, you know that.��
Gently cupping Keiko�s silky cheeks, Yusuke lifted her face to look deep
into her light brown eyes that were bloodshot from crying.� �I love you, Keiko.� One little fight isn�t enough to destroy all
we have.�
�� I love
you, too.�� She whispered throwing her
slender arms around Yusuke�s neck and bringing their lips together for a deep
kiss.� Breaking away from the lip lock,
Keiko laid her head on Yusuke�s broad shoulder, letting him hold her close.
�� Say, Kei,�
�� Mmh?��
�� I gotta vacation coming up, what�s say me and you get away
for a week, just the two of us?�

TBC . . .

Thanks for reading; I hope it was worth the wait! Thanks for
reading and feel free to give a review or two.�
Next chapter will center around Jin, so keep a
look out!� See you all soon!� Bye! �
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