Inconsequential [4/5]
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 newest chapter): http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7222117/4/Inconsequential
Disclaimer: Refer to the beginning of the first two chapters, kthxbye :D
Hope you enjoy!
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Lying to Keiko about his "other life" always left a bad taste in his mouth.
Especially right after the incident when she specifically told him to let her know what was happening within his "internship" since, really, being chased by your suddenly frothing, homicidal teacher deserves a pretty hefty explanation in itself. Still, he didn't tell her on that walk home; didn't explain that, hey, just for future reference: your childhood friend actually saved your life killing these four demons trying to wreak havoc in the human world by infiltrating these mind-controlling insects into people's brains. With a flute.
He reasoned it was because she would have thought he was a lunatic, but the truth was he still wasn't quite willing to deal with admitting that this crazy life was his.
Ironically, when she showed up to the Dark Tournament, he felt... Relieved. Maybe a little more on edge with the thought of her sitting next to bloodthirsty demons in the stadium, yes; but there was suddenly a sense of peace between them, a mutual understanding now that the truth was out. The proverbial monster was out of the closet, and she accepted him for it-simple as that. Whether this was surprising to him or not, he still doesn't know. What Yusuke does recognize-without a doubt- is that this was the point where their relationship irreversibly changed. When they were no longer just best friends or just two teens with a whole lot of sexual tension, but something else...
He didn't lie about his detective work to her again until Kiyoshi opened his trap about the video tape's details.
Yusuke wasfocused on the matter of his mission at hand, but hearing Keiko burst into tears behind him certainly did nothing for his concentration. As she left the room and all that saving-the-world-mumbo-jumbo was still at the forefront of his mind, a sudden realization had nagged at him from behind:
This isn't the kind of world she should be living in.
On a subconscious level, he silently plotted. If she had to worry about these situations, then he could at least try to steer her away from them (him), right? Lying to her wasn't an option anymore. She was already involved, and she knew far too well by now to see or think that nothing in his life was wrong-
So he started mingling half-truths with exaggerations.
I'm going to drag Kuwabara's ass back here, that's that. (In actuality, he had already sensed beforehand he was getting into something much, much more than a kidnapping rescue.) I'm gonna pummel the guy's face in, I promise. (He didn't say whether he knew he himself was going to finish the job.) I'm still me, you know. (He felt like himself, but the weird markings on his skin and that voice he heard had him doubting.) I'm fine. (Physically he was alive, the strongest in the world even; but this escalating craving for power left him feeling completely empty.)
Toward the end, they started to become so half-assed (he was just getting so tired of this life) that both knew she saw right through them. Regardless, she never said anything other than a snappish "I get it, already" or "take care of yourself" before dropping the subject, whatever it was. At those times he thought it was because she knew it would be all right in the end... Because he said so. That she may not have believed him, but she did trust him.
While this in part was true, he always knew it would all eventually catch up with him.
I'm gonna come back in three years and we'll get married. This time, she didn't blush cutely and slowly nod like all those other memories from when they were kids. This time, she didn't bother to pretend. This time, she just shook her head and with a tired, heavy sigh only acknowledged that she loved him too. This time, she didn't believe in a damn word he said. He felt his smile break just a little bit because even herecognized that the first half of the claim was something very likely impossible, something almost bordering on a complete lie.
... But that second part? That-he made up his mind a long time ago- was going to be solid fact.
Yusuke made this his last exaggerated promise. He didn't come back in three years. He came back in two.
It may not have been the best apology (or even a proclaimed one, for that matter), but Keiko quickly forgave him for all his exaggerations, half-truths, lies- the whole deal.
Maybe she was able to see through them (him) this whole time.
...
A/N: Got this finally finished and turned in on my birthday... Ballin' xP But oh, readers. If you could only see how this fic in my writing journal has been assaulted with so many crossed out lines and new ones drown the pretty margins. I say this everytime, but I believe this was my most difficult. Especially that ending. I was going to stop sooner at a sadder ending, but I wanted the fic to kind of lead up to the last chapter. Which reminds me... One more to go! The next one should be easier, but I'm debating if it should be a simple and sweet (my ideas fit this option) or I should brainstorm to make it longer.
As for what I want for my birthday... A nice review would suffice :D (Obvious groveling is obvious). Hope you enjoyed!
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 newest chapter): http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7222117/4/Inconsequential
Disclaimer: Refer to the beginning of the first two chapters, kthxbye :D
Hope you enjoy!
...
Lying to Keiko about his "other life" always left a bad taste in his mouth.
Especially right after the incident when she specifically told him to let her know what was happening within his "internship" since, really, being chased by your suddenly frothing, homicidal teacher deserves a pretty hefty explanation in itself. Still, he didn't tell her on that walk home; didn't explain that, hey, just for future reference: your childhood friend actually saved your life killing these four demons trying to wreak havoc in the human world by infiltrating these mind-controlling insects into people's brains. With a flute.
He reasoned it was because she would have thought he was a lunatic, but the truth was he still wasn't quite willing to deal with admitting that this crazy life was his.
Ironically, when she showed up to the Dark Tournament, he felt... Relieved. Maybe a little more on edge with the thought of her sitting next to bloodthirsty demons in the stadium, yes; but there was suddenly a sense of peace between them, a mutual understanding now that the truth was out. The proverbial monster was out of the closet, and she accepted him for it-simple as that. Whether this was surprising to him or not, he still doesn't know. What Yusuke does recognize-without a doubt- is that this was the point where their relationship irreversibly changed. When they were no longer just best friends or just two teens with a whole lot of sexual tension, but something else...
He didn't lie about his detective work to her again until Kiyoshi opened his trap about the video tape's details.
Yusuke wasfocused on the matter of his mission at hand, but hearing Keiko burst into tears behind him certainly did nothing for his concentration. As she left the room and all that saving-the-world-mumbo-jumbo was still at the forefront of his mind, a sudden realization had nagged at him from behind:
This isn't the kind of world she should be living in.
On a subconscious level, he silently plotted. If she had to worry about these situations, then he could at least try to steer her away from them (him), right? Lying to her wasn't an option anymore. She was already involved, and she knew far too well by now to see or think that nothing in his life was wrong-
So he started mingling half-truths with exaggerations.
I'm going to drag Kuwabara's ass back here, that's that. (In actuality, he had already sensed beforehand he was getting into something much, much more than a kidnapping rescue.) I'm gonna pummel the guy's face in, I promise. (He didn't say whether he knew he himself was going to finish the job.) I'm still me, you know. (He felt like himself, but the weird markings on his skin and that voice he heard had him doubting.) I'm fine. (Physically he was alive, the strongest in the world even; but this escalating craving for power left him feeling completely empty.)
Toward the end, they started to become so half-assed (he was just getting so tired of this life) that both knew she saw right through them. Regardless, she never said anything other than a snappish "I get it, already" or "take care of yourself" before dropping the subject, whatever it was. At those times he thought it was because she knew it would be all right in the end... Because he said so. That she may not have believed him, but she did trust him.
While this in part was true, he always knew it would all eventually catch up with him.
I'm gonna come back in three years and we'll get married. This time, she didn't blush cutely and slowly nod like all those other memories from when they were kids. This time, she didn't bother to pretend. This time, she just shook her head and with a tired, heavy sigh only acknowledged that she loved him too. This time, she didn't believe in a damn word he said. He felt his smile break just a little bit because even herecognized that the first half of the claim was something very likely impossible, something almost bordering on a complete lie.
... But that second part? That-he made up his mind a long time ago- was going to be solid fact.
Yusuke made this his last exaggerated promise. He didn't come back in three years. He came back in two.
It may not have been the best apology (or even a proclaimed one, for that matter), but Keiko quickly forgave him for all his exaggerations, half-truths, lies- the whole deal.
Maybe she was able to see through them (him) this whole time.
...
A/N: Got this finally finished and turned in on my birthday... Ballin' xP But oh, readers. If you could only see how this fic in my writing journal has been assaulted with so many crossed out lines and new ones drown the pretty margins. I say this everytime, but I believe this was my most difficult. Especially that ending. I was going to stop sooner at a sadder ending, but I wanted the fic to kind of lead up to the last chapter. Which reminds me... One more to go! The next one should be easier, but I'm debating if it should be a simple and sweet (my ideas fit this option) or I should brainstorm to make it longer.
As for what I want for my birthday... A nice review would suffice :D (Obvious groveling is obvious). Hope you enjoyed!