Yu Yu Hakusho Fic: Inconsequential [3/5]
Fandom: Yu Yu Hakusho
Genre: Romance
Characters/Pairing: Yusuke/Keiko
Summary: Four secrets Yusuke kind of regrets not telling Keiko... And one he doesn't. Oneshot/drabble for each secret. Rated T for language.
Link to FF.net (for the newest chapter): http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7222117/3/Inconsequential
Disclaimer: Please refer to the first or even second chapter :D
Enjoy!
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... He liked her hair in pigtails.
Not in a weird, sexual way. He does not-- and never did-- have any creepy pedo-fetishes for the schoolgirl/Lolita look. He likes women to look... You know. Womanly.
It was kind of a process, so let him explain.
When they were younger, her mother would sometimes manage to force her to stay still and put her hair into them, but most of the time Keiko didn't have much patience for anything other than a ponytail or small bauble (contrary to popular belief and any of her wedding obsessions, she was quite the little tomboy). Yusuke himself neither noticed nor cared, wanting only Mrs. Yukimura to finish quickly enough so they can go out and play sooner.
It wasn't until 7th... No, 8th grade? Something like that. It didn't even matter, because one thing's for sure: when she came out of her house to walk to school with him one morning, hair tied in two silky blue ribbons... It was then that his mind just kind of went blank.
He thinks walking with her that day was the first time he noticed she was actually a girl.
He couldn't even really explain it. They just... Looked nice on her. Yusuke never claimed to have fashion sense, but he later noted that she was the only one in their school who could pull off the innocent and girly hairstyle-- though he knew she was far from innocent (he can still feel her burning slaps) and-- as he noticed even faster-- her growing hips and chest suggested she was becoming something much more than a girl.
Still, Yusuke made it almost a daily routine to pull those disturbingly cute pigtails. Whether it was because of his frustration with them that not even he could understand, or because her hair actually felt really, really nice-- he didn't know. She didn't know either, and would smack him or--in the case that they were in class-- wordlessly turn around and (more-or-less) stab his hand with a pencil in turn.
He remembers one day being especially irritated about a fight he lost an hour before, and her just happening to come by (typical freaking Keiko-style) to begin lecturing him about his fights. The argument turned particularly heated, and he doesn't even know how it came into the conversation, but he said something about her stupid pigtails. He recalls very well her trademark lip quiver before she stormed off, roughly untying the ribbons as she went.
Yusuke knows he's done some dick-ish things, but never had he felt so much like one before.
She didn't speak to him for another week until he couldn't take the silence and finally groped her. Yes, it was childish, but it was much easier than apologizing.
It was much simpler than explaining that, really, it wasn't even about the pigtails, that maybe it was the fact that she was wearing them that made them look good. That they looked better on her than any of the other girls at school. That she made everything look nicer, actually...
He wishes he could have told her this before he died the first time around.
...
A/N: Goodness, this was way harder than it should have been. Ah well, it turned out... How it turned out? You'll have to tell me in a review! :D
... I know. I'm supah sly. But please do review! x)
Genre: Romance
Characters/Pairing: Yusuke/Keiko
Summary: Four secrets Yusuke kind of regrets not telling Keiko... And one he doesn't. Oneshot/drabble for each secret. Rated T for language.
Link to FF.net (for the newest chapter): http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7222117/3/Inconsequential
Disclaimer: Please refer to the first or even second chapter :D
Enjoy!
...
... He liked her hair in pigtails.
Not in a weird, sexual way. He does not-- and never did-- have any creepy pedo-fetishes for the schoolgirl/Lolita look. He likes women to look... You know. Womanly.
It was kind of a process, so let him explain.
When they were younger, her mother would sometimes manage to force her to stay still and put her hair into them, but most of the time Keiko didn't have much patience for anything other than a ponytail or small bauble (contrary to popular belief and any of her wedding obsessions, she was quite the little tomboy). Yusuke himself neither noticed nor cared, wanting only Mrs. Yukimura to finish quickly enough so they can go out and play sooner.
It wasn't until 7th... No, 8th grade? Something like that. It didn't even matter, because one thing's for sure: when she came out of her house to walk to school with him one morning, hair tied in two silky blue ribbons... It was then that his mind just kind of went blank.
He thinks walking with her that day was the first time he noticed she was actually a girl.
He couldn't even really explain it. They just... Looked nice on her. Yusuke never claimed to have fashion sense, but he later noted that she was the only one in their school who could pull off the innocent and girly hairstyle-- though he knew she was far from innocent (he can still feel her burning slaps) and-- as he noticed even faster-- her growing hips and chest suggested she was becoming something much more than a girl.
Still, Yusuke made it almost a daily routine to pull those disturbingly cute pigtails. Whether it was because of his frustration with them that not even he could understand, or because her hair actually felt really, really nice-- he didn't know. She didn't know either, and would smack him or--in the case that they were in class-- wordlessly turn around and (more-or-less) stab his hand with a pencil in turn.
He remembers one day being especially irritated about a fight he lost an hour before, and her just happening to come by (typical freaking Keiko-style) to begin lecturing him about his fights. The argument turned particularly heated, and he doesn't even know how it came into the conversation, but he said something about her stupid pigtails. He recalls very well her trademark lip quiver before she stormed off, roughly untying the ribbons as she went.
Yusuke knows he's done some dick-ish things, but never had he felt so much like one before.
She didn't speak to him for another week until he couldn't take the silence and finally groped her. Yes, it was childish, but it was much easier than apologizing.
It was much simpler than explaining that, really, it wasn't even about the pigtails, that maybe it was the fact that she was wearing them that made them look good. That they looked better on her than any of the other girls at school. That she made everything look nicer, actually...
He wishes he could have told her this before he died the first time around.
...
A/N: Goodness, this was way harder than it should have been. Ah well, it turned out... How it turned out? You'll have to tell me in a review! :D
... I know. I'm supah sly. But please do review! x)