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Be With You	By : Resting-Madness Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 848 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own any character nor did I make up the basics of Yu Yu Hakusho. I also make no money from this work of fiction, it's just fun.

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~ ~ "Duuuhh," Yusuke imitates Kuwabara as he walks home. "Hey Urameshi, I'm moving are you gonna miss meeee. Duuuhhh...Rrrr." Yusuke balled his fist up in anger. "Of all the dumb questions, who does this guy think he is anyway?" He paused, throwing his arms up in the air for effect. "Mr. popularity just because he's leaving! With the way he looks," Huffing, he turns up on the grass to his house, and opens the door muttering. "Mr. personality, because he's so ugly, is more like it."
Atsuko looked at her son when he walked in then turned back to the television. "You're not home more than three seconds and you're already bitching; I thought I had a 14 year old son, not daughter."
Shoving his hands into his pockets, Yusuke travelled to his room making smart remarks to his mother on the way. He slammed the door and tossed his school bag in a corner then flopped down on his bed.
"Who asked him to leave anyway?"
Sliding his self on an angle while he sat, Yusuke rested his head on his hands and gently banged it on and off the wall. 'I sure didn't...' Looking down, Yusuke suddenly blushed at a memory, and a quaint laugh escaped his lips. "I must be crazy for thinking that, I don't like him that way."
Yusuke closed his eyes with a smile still planted on his lips, but it slowly wilted into a frown. 'But what if I'm wrong...' He wondered. 'Kuwabara and me weren't always rivals.' He let his body drop sideways so that he was now lying on the bed at his side. 'Infact, we used to be friends, up until that dumb accident in school.'
His mind blurred and took him briefly back to the moment when the two of them had become rivals.
It was in the first grade. Kuwabara was a new student and the two of them were instantly magnatized to each other, although, neither boy would say so. They merely played next to each other, rather than with each other. Until the day came that Yusuke asked Kuwabara if he wanted to play on the swings and see who could jump out the farthest.
The red head accepted the challenge and ran over to the swings. The two of them stayed there all through recess jumping farther and farther past each other until their teacher called every one back inside.
"That was fun Yusuke, can we play again tomorrow?" Asked Kuwabara.
"Sure! You wanna sit by me in class Kazuma, it's not like the desks are assigned or anything." Beamed Yusuke.
"Okay."
The two of them walked back to class together; glad they formally met. The week was going great for them; and everyday they played together. Sometimes they even saw each other after school at the park. But on the second week, things began to sour and quickly.
The two of them were in art class, Yusuke and Kuwabara decided to set their canvases up next to each other but, back to back so they couldn't see the other person's painting.
"Hey Yusuke, look at this." Kuwabara moved over so Yusuke could see his painting; and the little boy grinned broadly seeing a picture, though a little sloppy, of the two of them playing on a swing.
"Cool," He commented. "can I keep this one, you can have mine."
"Yeah sure!"
The two of them suddenly heard kissy sounds behind them, and they turned their heads seeing two boys watching them. Yusuke narrowed his eyes at them but Kuwabara didn't really seem to care.
"Are you two gonna get married next?" A boy they didn't really know by name taunted.
"Shut up ass hole, we're just friends." The dark haired boy said under his breath.
"Yeah right, first comes love then comes marriage." The other boy joined in.
Growling at them, Yusuke balled up his fists and stomped over to them, right up in the first boy's face. "You mind repeating that to my face?" He grumbled. "And make sure you say it loud enough to silence the questioned looks on peoples faces as to why you no longer have teeth!"
Kuwabara stepped over to them placing a hand on Yusuke's shoulder. "Just forget about them, they're not worth the anger." He stated.
The two boys roared with laughter hearing that.
"I guess you'd be the girl, huh, Kazuma?" The other boy proded.
"Sticks and stones, losers." The red head retorted.
Yusuke grumbled. "Stay out of this Kuwabara, I can handle it."
"But-...?" He began, but Yusuke swatted at him to get away.
"Uh ohhh, lovers quarell."
Gritting his teeth Yusuke pulled his fist back, "I said," with every word he was saying slamming it into the boy's mouth saying. "Shut up!"
"Yusuke Urameshi, what do you think you're doing?!" The art teacher barked at him.
"They started it." Yusuke tried explaining but the teacher wasn't listening.
"I've been told about you. You're a troublemaker aren't you? Always looking for kicks." The teacher walked over to Yusuke looming down over him; but the boy didn't cowar away. He instead stood his ground glaring back at the man.
"It's true sir, Yusuke didn't do anything it was Hideki and Sekein."
"Yeeah," Stated Yusuke agreeing with his calmer-to-the-situation-friend.
The teacher wasn't listening to either of them whether it was true or not, instead he just said. "I'm keeping an eye on you two." He went back to his desk; and the two boys started to snicker.
Kuwabara shrugged returning to his painting, but Yusuke was still feeling the anger inside of him boiling.
After school that day, Kuwabara caught up to Yusuke before he could leave, and he shoved his painting into his hands.
"What's this?" The dark haired boy asked.
"It's my painting." Kuwabara stated. "Where's yours?" He looked Yusuke over with his eyes. "We said we'd give them to each other. Remember?"
Seeing the two boys walking up from the side of his eye Yusuke sneered. "I threw it out, and stop staring at me weirdo... I'm not gay."
Kuwabara looked taken aback by that, but shook it off feeling no need to defend himself of not being gay himself. "Well you can keep mine if you want it."
The two boys laughed a little harder watching from beside a water fountain.
Yusuke shoved the painting back into Kuwabara's hands and grumbled lowly. "Stay the hell away from me." And with that he walked away.
"But Yusuke!?" Kuwabara called to him.
"And stop calling me Yusuke, your voice makes it sound stupid."
Kuwabara watched the retreating figure then he lowered his head. Hearing the other boys laughing, he knew why Yusuke acted the way he did. He would just wait until later to talk to him.
Rolling over onto his back now almost out of the memory itself, Yusuke's frown deepened. "Yeah, and when he did come back to talk to me, I freaked out and punched him, a lot harder than I should have... He never forgave me, but now...we're like friends again only better than before." His eyes closed. "And I'd be first in line to say that Kuwabara is a great person, but..." Yusuke sighed. 'Maybe that's it, maybe he waited all those years until him and me were friends again so he could hurt me the way I hurt him... and now he's moving away... just when I realized that I-...' ~ ~
"Yusuke!?" His mother's voice tore through his dreams, ripping the picture in half like a knife.
The spirit detective's chest heaved up and he began to cough into his fist.
"I'm glad you're awake. You slept through lunch, I had to reheat your soup and tea." Atsuko said walking into his room.
'Of course I'm awake, you scared me out of my sleep.' He thought and reached for the tissue box beside him to blow his nose.
"Yusuke, can you talk?" His mother asked, dropping down beside his bed on her knees.
His throat hissed at her, but he meant nothing by it.
"No?" She questioned; then grabbed the spoon from the bowl, dipping it into the noodle soup then held it to his mouth. "Eat up."
Yusuke opened his mouth, but he was angled a little odd to be eating and the spoonfull of soup just slid over the side and down his neck. "Aaahh! Mom!" He jumped up smacking the hot liquid and noodles off of himself. "That burns, what are you trying to do kill me?"
"Ohh look, you found your voice!" Atsuko announced. "Now let's try again." She scooped up another spoonfull and held it to his mouth.
"Mom I don't need you to-ah..." He swallowed just as quickly as it had been shoved in. "I don't need you to feed me, I can do it myself."
Huffing, Atsuko plopped the spoon back into the bowl and stood up. "Brat. This is why you're sick." She said before leaving the room.
"That doesn't even make sense!" Yusuke bellowed after her. He sighed out a shaken breath and started to slurp his soup down. 'Should liquid feel like it's scraping my throat?' He wondered. Looking at his clock he read to himself. '1:45. School's almost out.'
Yusuke yanked his blanket up to tuck himself back in, to block off the air that was slipping in underneath the blanket making him cold.
'I wonder what Kuwabara's doing right now.' A smile appeared on his face. "Ha, he probably thinks I'm dead or something."
He ate another bite and licking the spoon he tasted it a second time. 'That's an odd taste, did she slip something in my food?' He wondered trying to gaze through the brown liquid.
'Probably medicine; does she think I'm a baby or something?' He continued eating. 'I don't need my pills hidden in my food.' Yusuke shook off an on coming drowsy feeling. 'Great.' He yawned. 'This is just what I need, another nap.'
He yanwed again and his eyes remained half lidded when he opened them from the yawns scrunching. A single hot tear trailed down his cheek from unwell leaky-eye, and he wiped it off.
'Maybe a quick nap wouldn't hurt.'
He put the bowl down beside the bed on the desk; then lowered himself under the covers, pulling them up to his chin. '...Last time I ever go out into fall weather without a jacket.' Closing his eyes, he nuzzled his face into the pillow and fell quickly back to sleep.
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