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Adult ++
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Chapter 11
Sorry for the long gap between updates. I had a minor case of writer’s block. But I managed to squeeze out two more chapters. After that, who knows.
Chapter 11
‘Coward.’
‘I am not!’
‘Yes you are.’
‘Shut up.’
‘just say, hey Kuwabara you feel like doing something tonight?’
‘Shut up!’
‘Why not?’
‘Because….’
‘Because you’re a coward.’
Yusuke growled at himself. He’d been having this argument with himself for a month now. Ever sense he talked to Kurama about those stupid dreams.
Why, by the way, had been growing steadily worse each night. Kuwabara was now saying that Yusuke kept waking him up in the middle of the night making odd noises. And he’d noticed all the sheets. Yusuke didn’t even attempt to explain that one! He just changed the subject every time the redhead inquired about it.
‘Oh year, ‘ he thought gloomily ‘he’s not a redhead anymore.’
Four weeks into the chemotherapy Kuwabara’s hair began to fall out. He first noticed when he was washing his hair and it started coming out in clumps. Yusuke was shocked to see the big guy come out of the bathroom on the brink of tears.
“Kuwa?” Yusuke had asked “What’s wrong?”
Kuwabara didn’t even answer him. He ran straight to his room and locked the door. He refused to open the door no matter how much Yusuke pounded on it. He thought about breaking it down but decided that wouldn’t be the best thing to do right then.
When Kuwabara finally did come out all of his hair was copmpletely gone.
“Kuwabara what the hell did you do?”
Kuwabara’s gaze remained on the brown carpet. “I shaved my head.”
“I can see that! Why?”
“So if anyone asks if my hair fell out I can say ‘no, it’s just shaved.”
Yusuke had never felt such a pain like when he heard Kuwabara say that. He hated being bald. He was always wearing a hat or ski cap even in bed. The only time he ever took it off was to shower.
‘I probably should’ve told Kuwabara then.’ Yusuke thought. ‘He seems so miserable now. Even if I did ask him out he probably would say no.’
Yusuke gave a deep sigh, got up from the couch and looked at the clock. ‘Enough of this shit!’ Kuwabara gets home in one hour. I’m cooking him a special dinner and then I’m gonna tell him how I feel dammit!’
And with that he set to work. He looked through all the cupboards for Kuwa’s favorite foods.
‘Let’s see…some shrimp, rice, where are those biscuits he likes so much?’
Yusuke found them in the fridge and turned on the oven. While the oven and skillets warmed up he put the biscuits on the pan to bake on then got out all of the seasoning he would need. He grilled the shrimp in garlic and aregano and then he did something he’d seen Kuwabara do when preparing this same meal. He drained all of the grease into the frier, added some water and more spices and then fried the rice in it.
He looked at the clock just as the oven went off. Fifteen minutes left until Kuwa came home.
Yusuke felt the butterflies fluttering in his stomach. ’15 minutes until I tell Kuwa-chan I love him. Ah crap how am I gonna do this?’
He sat down at the table and put his head in his hands, trying to think of the best way to word his confession. He was so engrossed in his thoughts he didn’t even hear Kuwabara come in until he spoke.
“Uh…Urameshi?” Yusuke looked up. Kuwabara’s confused gaze went from the warm food in the kitchen to the plates set up on the table and then to the anxious look on Yusuke’s face. Kuwabara felt a pang of fear in his gut. ‘Oh no what’s happened now?’
“Kuwa-…um…hey man how ya doin?” ‘Okay, fuck up number one!’
Kuwabara looked at him suspiciously.
(I’m listening to Korn’s remake of ‘Another Brick in the Wall’ and it fucking rocks! Hiei-oh no, she’s going psycho again. Kurama-don’t mind her, just keep reading Phillepa-*singing* we don’t need no education…)
“Okay…I guess.” Kuwabara looked around the room again and asked “Are you okay?”
“yeah. Yeah I’m…I’m fine. Fine.”
Kuwabara nodded “Okay…good. But, sense when do you cook dinner?”
Yusuke took a defensive tone. “What’s wrong with me cooking? I just felt like cooking dinner tonight that’s all!” Yusuke felt his cheeks turn red ina blush and his mouith go dry. He took a big gulp of water and almost started to choke.
“Are you sure you’re all right Urameshi? You’re kinda pale and you’re shaking a little too.”
“I’m fine, dammit!” Yusuke yelled angrily. His nervousness was making him very frustrated and Kuwabara looking at him like he was losing his mind wasn’t helping his temper.
Kuwabara jumped at his harsh tone. Yusuke hadn’t yelled at him once sense he got sick so this kind of surprised him. “Okay now I know something’s wrong.”
Yusuke sighed and shook his head. “No, I’m sorry Kuwabara. I’ve just got something on my mind.”
“Care to share?”
Yusuke managed a weak smile “Let’s eat first. It’s getting cold”
They ate in silence across from each other. Kuwabara kept looking at him oddly, trying to figure out what was wrong with the spirit detective.
Yusuke barely toughed his food, the butterflies in his stomach were actually starting to make him feel sick.
“All right, Urameshi, spill it! Somethings definitely wrong, you’re eating less than I do and that’s saying something! You know I hate it you whe you play games with me or keep stuff from me and something’s telling me this one involves me somehow, so just tell me what it is!”
“I love you.”
Kuwabara dropped his fork with a ‘plink!’ and stared at him. Yusuke was looking him straight in the eye with a very serious look on his face.
For a moment no one said anything, just stared at each other. Then Kuwabara replied in a whisper, “No you don’t.”
“Yes I do Kuwabara. I have for a while now. I’m not even sure how long but I know it was before Kaeko and I broke up.”
“That was two years ago.”
“I know.”
Kuwabara went back to staring at him silently. “You cant love me. You might like me but nobody loves me. Not even Yukina loved me and neither does my sister.”
“Yes she does.” Yusuke said in shock.
“Then why wasn’t she there during my surgery, huh? How come you were the only one that came in to see me just before they put me under? And how come you were the only one who-“
“Because I love you!”
Kuwabara looked at him in stunned silence. “Look I cant speak for the others, you’ll have to ask them yourself. All I know is that I. Love. You!”
Kuwabara stood up and ripped his hat off of his head. “Look at me!” he screamed “Look! You see my bald head? My yellow skin, my red eyes? Do you see how weak I’ve become? I’ve lost over 15 in less than a month! And yesterday I talked to Koenma and do you know what he told me? He said I wouldn’t be able to go on any more cases with you. He said my condition makes me too vulnerable. Do you have any idea what that’s like for someone like me? Basically it’s saying ‘you’re too weak.’ ‘you’re already dead’ ‘you’re useless now’! So tell me Urameshi how could you possibly love someone so useless? Someone so weak, so fucking human that they can get beat off by a stupid illness! How could you possibly-“
Kuwabara was cut off by a violent fit of coughing that sent him falling to the floor.
“Kuwabara!” Yusuke immediately dropped to his side and pulled him into his arms. He rubbed and patted his back in an effort to help the sick boy. After a while Kuwabara’s coughs turned into sobs.
Yusuke held him tightly and fought back his own tears. This was the first time Kuwabara had shown any sort of emotion regarding his disease. Yusuke could tell that he’d been struggling with himself about it. It almost was as if the big guy wasn’t sure if he was allowed to show how upset he really was or not.
Yusuke pulled back, sniffling and grabbed Kuwabara’s face to make him look at him. “Kuwa, I don’t care about all that. You think I cared about you all these years just because of how much you’re spirit awareness could help us? You’ve helped me in plenty of other ways. You’re mere presence has helped me in so many battles, just knowing that you were there and that you believed in me. That you needed.”
“Kuwabara I love you because you’re so odd. Being a guy your size but still so gentle. The reputation of a bullying punk but in truth there’s nobody in the world as caring as you. You put up a tough guy front but you’re really so innocent that you’re even naïve at times. Nobody but you can make me laugh so much, and I mean a real laugh, the kind that comes when you’re truly happy.”
“Urameshi…”
“And then when Toguro…God I’d never felt such a pain before. And then again when Sensui took you away. I was so scared! I was terrified that I was going to lose you. I kept picturing you in my head, scared and alone, crying for me to come and save you…” Yusuke sniffed “But I never came. I kept thinking that if you died, it would be all my fault because I’d been too stupid to realize you were the one that they were after. Genkai even told me that you would be their first target. And now you’re… you’re… Gods Kuwabara please don’t ever leave me! Please, I love you so much! Please.”
Yusuke sobbed into his friends shoulder and rocked his body back and forth. Kuwabara sat there, held securely in Yusuke’s tight embrace, reeling in shock from what he’d just heard.
Kuwabara wrapped his arms around the boys’ shaking form and whispered “I love you too.”
Owww. My hands sore now.
Chapter 11
‘Coward.’
‘I am not!’
‘Yes you are.’
‘Shut up.’
‘just say, hey Kuwabara you feel like doing something tonight?’
‘Shut up!’
‘Why not?’
‘Because….’
‘Because you’re a coward.’
Yusuke growled at himself. He’d been having this argument with himself for a month now. Ever sense he talked to Kurama about those stupid dreams.
Why, by the way, had been growing steadily worse each night. Kuwabara was now saying that Yusuke kept waking him up in the middle of the night making odd noises. And he’d noticed all the sheets. Yusuke didn’t even attempt to explain that one! He just changed the subject every time the redhead inquired about it.
‘Oh year, ‘ he thought gloomily ‘he’s not a redhead anymore.’
Four weeks into the chemotherapy Kuwabara’s hair began to fall out. He first noticed when he was washing his hair and it started coming out in clumps. Yusuke was shocked to see the big guy come out of the bathroom on the brink of tears.
“Kuwa?” Yusuke had asked “What’s wrong?”
Kuwabara didn’t even answer him. He ran straight to his room and locked the door. He refused to open the door no matter how much Yusuke pounded on it. He thought about breaking it down but decided that wouldn’t be the best thing to do right then.
When Kuwabara finally did come out all of his hair was copmpletely gone.
“Kuwabara what the hell did you do?”
Kuwabara’s gaze remained on the brown carpet. “I shaved my head.”
“I can see that! Why?”
“So if anyone asks if my hair fell out I can say ‘no, it’s just shaved.”
Yusuke had never felt such a pain like when he heard Kuwabara say that. He hated being bald. He was always wearing a hat or ski cap even in bed. The only time he ever took it off was to shower.
‘I probably should’ve told Kuwabara then.’ Yusuke thought. ‘He seems so miserable now. Even if I did ask him out he probably would say no.’
Yusuke gave a deep sigh, got up from the couch and looked at the clock. ‘Enough of this shit!’ Kuwabara gets home in one hour. I’m cooking him a special dinner and then I’m gonna tell him how I feel dammit!’
And with that he set to work. He looked through all the cupboards for Kuwa’s favorite foods.
‘Let’s see…some shrimp, rice, where are those biscuits he likes so much?’
Yusuke found them in the fridge and turned on the oven. While the oven and skillets warmed up he put the biscuits on the pan to bake on then got out all of the seasoning he would need. He grilled the shrimp in garlic and aregano and then he did something he’d seen Kuwabara do when preparing this same meal. He drained all of the grease into the frier, added some water and more spices and then fried the rice in it.
He looked at the clock just as the oven went off. Fifteen minutes left until Kuwa came home.
Yusuke felt the butterflies fluttering in his stomach. ’15 minutes until I tell Kuwa-chan I love him. Ah crap how am I gonna do this?’
He sat down at the table and put his head in his hands, trying to think of the best way to word his confession. He was so engrossed in his thoughts he didn’t even hear Kuwabara come in until he spoke.
“Uh…Urameshi?” Yusuke looked up. Kuwabara’s confused gaze went from the warm food in the kitchen to the plates set up on the table and then to the anxious look on Yusuke’s face. Kuwabara felt a pang of fear in his gut. ‘Oh no what’s happened now?’
“Kuwa-…um…hey man how ya doin?” ‘Okay, fuck up number one!’
Kuwabara looked at him suspiciously.
(I’m listening to Korn’s remake of ‘Another Brick in the Wall’ and it fucking rocks! Hiei-oh no, she’s going psycho again. Kurama-don’t mind her, just keep reading Phillepa-*singing* we don’t need no education…)
“Okay…I guess.” Kuwabara looked around the room again and asked “Are you okay?”
“yeah. Yeah I’m…I’m fine. Fine.”
Kuwabara nodded “Okay…good. But, sense when do you cook dinner?”
Yusuke took a defensive tone. “What’s wrong with me cooking? I just felt like cooking dinner tonight that’s all!” Yusuke felt his cheeks turn red ina blush and his mouith go dry. He took a big gulp of water and almost started to choke.
“Are you sure you’re all right Urameshi? You’re kinda pale and you’re shaking a little too.”
“I’m fine, dammit!” Yusuke yelled angrily. His nervousness was making him very frustrated and Kuwabara looking at him like he was losing his mind wasn’t helping his temper.
Kuwabara jumped at his harsh tone. Yusuke hadn’t yelled at him once sense he got sick so this kind of surprised him. “Okay now I know something’s wrong.”
Yusuke sighed and shook his head. “No, I’m sorry Kuwabara. I’ve just got something on my mind.”
“Care to share?”
Yusuke managed a weak smile “Let’s eat first. It’s getting cold”
They ate in silence across from each other. Kuwabara kept looking at him oddly, trying to figure out what was wrong with the spirit detective.
Yusuke barely toughed his food, the butterflies in his stomach were actually starting to make him feel sick.
“All right, Urameshi, spill it! Somethings definitely wrong, you’re eating less than I do and that’s saying something! You know I hate it you whe you play games with me or keep stuff from me and something’s telling me this one involves me somehow, so just tell me what it is!”
“I love you.”
Kuwabara dropped his fork with a ‘plink!’ and stared at him. Yusuke was looking him straight in the eye with a very serious look on his face.
For a moment no one said anything, just stared at each other. Then Kuwabara replied in a whisper, “No you don’t.”
“Yes I do Kuwabara. I have for a while now. I’m not even sure how long but I know it was before Kaeko and I broke up.”
“That was two years ago.”
“I know.”
Kuwabara went back to staring at him silently. “You cant love me. You might like me but nobody loves me. Not even Yukina loved me and neither does my sister.”
“Yes she does.” Yusuke said in shock.
“Then why wasn’t she there during my surgery, huh? How come you were the only one that came in to see me just before they put me under? And how come you were the only one who-“
“Because I love you!”
Kuwabara looked at him in stunned silence. “Look I cant speak for the others, you’ll have to ask them yourself. All I know is that I. Love. You!”
Kuwabara stood up and ripped his hat off of his head. “Look at me!” he screamed “Look! You see my bald head? My yellow skin, my red eyes? Do you see how weak I’ve become? I’ve lost over 15 in less than a month! And yesterday I talked to Koenma and do you know what he told me? He said I wouldn’t be able to go on any more cases with you. He said my condition makes me too vulnerable. Do you have any idea what that’s like for someone like me? Basically it’s saying ‘you’re too weak.’ ‘you’re already dead’ ‘you’re useless now’! So tell me Urameshi how could you possibly love someone so useless? Someone so weak, so fucking human that they can get beat off by a stupid illness! How could you possibly-“
Kuwabara was cut off by a violent fit of coughing that sent him falling to the floor.
“Kuwabara!” Yusuke immediately dropped to his side and pulled him into his arms. He rubbed and patted his back in an effort to help the sick boy. After a while Kuwabara’s coughs turned into sobs.
Yusuke held him tightly and fought back his own tears. This was the first time Kuwabara had shown any sort of emotion regarding his disease. Yusuke could tell that he’d been struggling with himself about it. It almost was as if the big guy wasn’t sure if he was allowed to show how upset he really was or not.
Yusuke pulled back, sniffling and grabbed Kuwabara’s face to make him look at him. “Kuwa, I don’t care about all that. You think I cared about you all these years just because of how much you’re spirit awareness could help us? You’ve helped me in plenty of other ways. You’re mere presence has helped me in so many battles, just knowing that you were there and that you believed in me. That you needed.”
“Kuwabara I love you because you’re so odd. Being a guy your size but still so gentle. The reputation of a bullying punk but in truth there’s nobody in the world as caring as you. You put up a tough guy front but you’re really so innocent that you’re even naïve at times. Nobody but you can make me laugh so much, and I mean a real laugh, the kind that comes when you’re truly happy.”
“Urameshi…”
“And then when Toguro…God I’d never felt such a pain before. And then again when Sensui took you away. I was so scared! I was terrified that I was going to lose you. I kept picturing you in my head, scared and alone, crying for me to come and save you…” Yusuke sniffed “But I never came. I kept thinking that if you died, it would be all my fault because I’d been too stupid to realize you were the one that they were after. Genkai even told me that you would be their first target. And now you’re… you’re… Gods Kuwabara please don’t ever leave me! Please, I love you so much! Please.”
Yusuke sobbed into his friends shoulder and rocked his body back and forth. Kuwabara sat there, held securely in Yusuke’s tight embrace, reeling in shock from what he’d just heard.
Kuwabara wrapped his arms around the boys’ shaking form and whispered “I love you too.”
Owww. My hands sore now.