Darkness Within the Light

Good evening.

I will not only be posting this chapter, but the next one as well. We are starting to get into the very core of this story and more into the darker side of it as well. Let me remind you all here that I am very fond of Kuwabara and he is one of my favorite characters from the show; however, I will be doing somethings that must be necessary in order to make this story deep. Just a warning for future chapters.

SinkingIntoDarkness.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho, nor am I making any profit from this story.

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Kuwabara sat on the couch flipping through the channels. He was bored. The gang was having a meeting, but he wasn’t invited to join. He asked why, since he was now apart of the gang, but they told him that it was a surprise and he would see later.

Kuwabara sighed.

He felt a bit happy, but even with his ‘brothers’ as they called each other, he couldn’t help but feel he was missing something; something important that he had forgotten.

An image of the woman he had seen earlier that day flashed across his eyes; and it caused a pain in his chest.

‘Why does that woman keep appearing in my head?’ Kuwabara thinks.

It wasn’t the first time he had thought of her, even before he saw her earlier that day. She, along with several others, had haunted his dreams as he slept. The dreams consisted of him hanging with that woman, having her beat him to a pulp in others while a few were tender moments that would normally be shared between a brother and sister.

He had dreamt of others too.

One of those had sparkling green eyes that held wisdom and compassion in them. He had long red locks of hair that smelt as if they were roses and not actually hair. Kuwabara found himself studying with this beautiful being, talking to him, laughing; just hanging out even. Kuwabara’s favorite from this being was when he dreamt the two went to the arcade and even the movies, laughing and talking about guy stuff. It confused Kuwabara to no end to who that beautiful male was.

Another of his dreams featured a rough and cold looking being with piercing red eyes that showed that they had witness such horrors none should have witnessed. His hair was black as the night itself and seemed to defy all logic as it stood straight towards the sky. Kuwabara and this particular being would have many fights, either verbal or physical; however there were a few instances where the two would just be there quiet and just take a glance towards one another; as if reaching an understanding.

Out of all of those he had dreamt about, it was one person who made Kuwabara happy; even after awakening from the dream.

This male had the deepest and purest chocolate color eyes that showed a spirit that would never die. His black hair was gelled back into the style of a punk who wasn’t to be messed with. Kuwabara smiled as he remembered the fights he had dreamt and the many video games and parties he had with this one. Kuwabara felt happy whenever this person entered into his mind, no matter what was happening in his dream; whether good or bad.

Kuwabara sighed.

He had asked Denshi what his dreams meant, but all Denshi told him was they were nothing but a world made from his own thoughts. Denshi had then taken Kuwabara into a hug and nuzzled into his neck, telling him that he didn’t need to dream he was happy because he already was.

Kuwabara wasn’t too sure of this. He felt he was missing something; something important and needed to remember. The woman had brought his feelings more to the front; especially when he was ordered to beat her. That order had struck a nerve that wanted to tell Denshi to ‘fuck off, I’m not doin’ it’.

Kuwabara, however, felt a headache and didn’t want to argue. He could still remember the sadness and fear that crossed those deep brown eyes of that women; her voice weakly saying his name still gave him the chills.

However, he hit her several times before pushing her towards the exit. He made it look as if he had severally struck her, however he held back. Kuwabara didn’t even know why, but he held back; not even hitting her hard enough to cause bruises to form later. He had made a show though, making it look he was pounding the crap out of the poor woman by being overly dramatic with presenting his punches.

Kuwabara secretly wished he could see if she was alright. He really didn’t want to hurt her, but he didn’t want to disobey the man who took him out of the cold and had cared for him. Kuwabara couldn’t do that to the man who told him he loved him.

Denshi had told Kuwabara only three days before that he had fallen for him. Kuwabara was shocked at first; especially since he hadn’t even known the guy for more then a week. However, being one who wasn’t shown too much love in his life, took the opportunity. Denshi made it apparent to the others in the group that Kuwabara was his by always holding the teen and cuddling with him; acting as if Kuwabara was his.

Kuwabara leaned back into the couch and just stared at the television screen that was now off.

Kuwabara wasn’t sure if anything was real, but he was sure that even if it wasn’t; at least he was happy and loved, even if it was for the moment.
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