Yu Yu Hakusho Fic: Inconsequential [1/5]
Fandom: Yu Yu Hakusho
Genre: Romance/General
Characters/Pairing: Yusuke/Keiko
Summary: Four secrets Yusuke kind of regrets not telling Keiko... And one that he doesn't. Oneshot/drabble for each secret. Rated T for language.
Link to FF.net: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7222117/1/Inconsequential
Disclaimer: Yu Yu Hakusho wouldn't be half as awesome as it is if I owned it. Seriously.
Enjoy!
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He lied to her about liking another girl, once.
Granted, he was eight, so he figures you have to give him a little leeway. She had taken one of his recent proposals a little too seriously, and after pillaging her mother's old wedding magazines became obsessed with their own. Flowers, food, table settings, the theme, the dress-- even as a child, no detail (except prices) escaped Keiko. Yusuke was able to tune out a lot of it for awhile--because, frankly, he had had suspicions that Keiko was nuts for a long time now-- until she came to his house, dragging him from the front door to their spot at the river and explaining that they should play "Wedding Ceremony" and just start practicing now.
Yusuke didn't know which was worse: the implications of the "game" they were about to play itself, or the crazed look in her eye. One thing is still sure today: he has never been that scared in his life.
"I- I can't!" He shrieked, horrified, and twisted his arm out of her grasp. She stopped short Turning to him and cocking her head, the determination had (thankfully) been replaced by curiosity. "Why not?"
"Because... Because..." His eyes shifted to anywhere but her face, desperately trying to find a reason in a blade of grass or on the cuff of his sweatshirt. Suddenly, inspiration hit him.
Gathering all the fake seriousness and maturity he could muster (which at the time he thought was pretty damn good), he stood up a little straighter and look her right in the eye. "I like someone else," he answered gravely.
There was a bit of an eery silence, until she slowly looked down for some reason, bangs hiding her eyes. "Who?" She asked it so quietly he could barely hear her.
Well. He didn't think that far ahead.
Forgetting for a moment that he had to be oh-so-serious, he gave a small shrug. "Sayaka," he replied, the girl's face being the first to pop into his head. Sayaka was a girl in their class, someone that was okay-looking for a girl (and thus had cooties)--but he knew she had Transformers t-shirt, so that was pretty cool. He should have asked where she got--
Then he saw Keiko's chin wobble. And he swore he saw a fat tear run down her red cheek before she turned the other direction, running away after a short "all right."
At the time, Yusuke didn't know what he did wrong. Still, later that afternoon he found himself knocking on her front door. When she answered, he grabbed her by the hand and told her they were going to play that stupid game, with the one exception that they didn't have to kiss. She gave a sound of agreement behind him, a large smile growing on her small face.
Because as much as he abhorred the activity, a crying Keiko was never, ever okay.
Yusuke knows he probably should of just told her he didn't like Sayaka, especially when Keiko started iving her a death glare every time she came within a four-foot radius of Yusuke--but he comforts himself with the thought that she already knew. Girls--he thought then and still thinks today-- just like to carry grudges.
... Did he also mention Keiko was crazy?
...
A/N: These were originally going to be one fat oneshot, buuuut this turned out longer than I suspected and I thought "Hey, why not make a chapter fic out it?".... Even though it's still oneshots, just pieced together.... xP
Hope you enjoyed it thus far! Please review and stay tuned! x)
Genre: Romance/General
Characters/Pairing: Yusuke/Keiko
Summary: Four secrets Yusuke kind of regrets not telling Keiko... And one that he doesn't. Oneshot/drabble for each secret. Rated T for language.
Link to FF.net: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7222117/1/Inconsequential
Disclaimer: Yu Yu Hakusho wouldn't be half as awesome as it is if I owned it. Seriously.
Enjoy!
...
He lied to her about liking another girl, once.
Granted, he was eight, so he figures you have to give him a little leeway. She had taken one of his recent proposals a little too seriously, and after pillaging her mother's old wedding magazines became obsessed with their own. Flowers, food, table settings, the theme, the dress-- even as a child, no detail (except prices) escaped Keiko. Yusuke was able to tune out a lot of it for awhile--because, frankly, he had had suspicions that Keiko was nuts for a long time now-- until she came to his house, dragging him from the front door to their spot at the river and explaining that they should play "Wedding Ceremony" and just start practicing now.
Yusuke didn't know which was worse: the implications of the "game" they were about to play itself, or the crazed look in her eye. One thing is still sure today: he has never been that scared in his life.
"I- I can't!" He shrieked, horrified, and twisted his arm out of her grasp. She stopped short Turning to him and cocking her head, the determination had (thankfully) been replaced by curiosity. "Why not?"
"Because... Because..." His eyes shifted to anywhere but her face, desperately trying to find a reason in a blade of grass or on the cuff of his sweatshirt. Suddenly, inspiration hit him.
Gathering all the fake seriousness and maturity he could muster (which at the time he thought was pretty damn good), he stood up a little straighter and look her right in the eye. "I like someone else," he answered gravely.
There was a bit of an eery silence, until she slowly looked down for some reason, bangs hiding her eyes. "Who?" She asked it so quietly he could barely hear her.
Well. He didn't think that far ahead.
Forgetting for a moment that he had to be oh-so-serious, he gave a small shrug. "Sayaka," he replied, the girl's face being the first to pop into his head. Sayaka was a girl in their class, someone that was okay-looking for a girl (and thus had cooties)--but he knew she had Transformers t-shirt, so that was pretty cool. He should have asked where she got--
Then he saw Keiko's chin wobble. And he swore he saw a fat tear run down her red cheek before she turned the other direction, running away after a short "all right."
At the time, Yusuke didn't know what he did wrong. Still, later that afternoon he found himself knocking on her front door. When she answered, he grabbed her by the hand and told her they were going to play that stupid game, with the one exception that they didn't have to kiss. She gave a sound of agreement behind him, a large smile growing on her small face.
Because as much as he abhorred the activity, a crying Keiko was never, ever okay.
Yusuke knows he probably should of just told her he didn't like Sayaka, especially when Keiko started iving her a death glare every time she came within a four-foot radius of Yusuke--but he comforts himself with the thought that she already knew. Girls--he thought then and still thinks today-- just like to carry grudges.
... Did he also mention Keiko was crazy?
...
A/N: These were originally going to be one fat oneshot, buuuut this turned out longer than I suspected and I thought "Hey, why not make a chapter fic out it?".... Even though it's still oneshots, just pieced together.... xP
Hope you enjoyed it thus far! Please review and stay tuned! x)