Broken Luck

vixenia: Yep! Bit of a nasty shock it's gonna be for him!

darkperfection: sorry, this is a little longer

kit-kit: Just letting Kurama know he was his 'tour guide'


Yusuke grumbled as he was steered towards a computer screen. “We need to look for everyone who applied for citizenship in the city just over sixteen years ago,” Antar whispered, keeping his tone low to avoid Shuuichi, who was sitting at a nearby table with a book, from hearing him.

Yusuke audibly groaned as he threw a glance over at Shuuichi. “How do we know who’s Kurama?” Yusuke whispered back to his demon partner.

“Demon finger prints always have a line straight down the middle. You’d only notice it if you were looking for it.”

Yusuke sighed as he watched the demon with a sidelong glance. “Okay, have fun.” Yusuke said as he stood up.

Antar peered over the cup of coffee he was drinking at Yusuke. “Koenma warned me that you were allergic to work but I never imagined anyone to be this bad.”

Yusuke paid no mind to the demon as he ran past Shuuichi and out of the library. It didn’t take long for him to end up in the arcade. The memories ran over them as he stood there and began to truly miss Kuwabara and Kayko.

He remembered the day he had told Kayko about him being bisexual. She had just laughed and ruffled his hair, telling him that she knew.

“Hey,” the cheerful voice caused Yusuke to fall out of his seat, catching a sight of the pink clothing and red hair from the corner of his eye.

“Damnit Shuuichi,” Yusuke muttered as he turned towards the red head, seeing his cheeks burn as red as his hair. “Don’t sneak up on me like that.”

Shuuichi only lowered his head, the green eyes focusing on the one lying on the floor in front of him.

Yusuke watched the attractive young man. ‘No, I’m just recovering from a relationship. I can’t jump into another.’

Shuuichi knelt down beside him, the smile on his lips. “Do you need some help, Urameshi-san?”

“Don’t call me that,” Yusuke snarled a bit at the red head who just nodded his head.

Yusuke stared at the quiet teen for a moment as he hauled himself to his feet. Shuuichi had turned his head away from him and was standing in silence; the blush no longer on his cheeks and Yusuke felt his heart pounding.

There was something about this boy that drew Yusuke to him even though he was trying to resist and then the green eyes fell on him, drawing him in.

“I gotta go,” Yusuke turned on heel and ran, ran away from Shuuichi. There was something about him but he wasn’t sure what it was. He knew it was strong, like it or not, he wanted Shuuichi.

“That doesn’t look like citizenship records,” the cheerful voice pierced through the air as Antar leaned back in his seat. The chair tipped as he tilted his head back.

Botan giggled as she watched the tilt of his head. “If I scratch you under the chin will you get back to work?”

“Maybe,” Antar stared at the screen once more. “This is a surveillance tape of the night of the heist.”

Botan peered over his shoulder and watched the screen. “But that’s Hiei,” her mouth went dry as she watched it. It wasn’t possible, unless he had developed a technique to be two places at once.

“Not quite,” Antar’s voice chimed. “If you look when he turns, just pay attention Botan.”

Botan leaned in, her warm breath tickling Antar’s cheek as she watched the short man turn and to her surprise there was no headband to cover the jagan eye. Actually there was no third eye present at all. “I don’t understand. How could anyone have missed something this obvious?”

“How ‘bout this? Why would they miss it?”

“Why?” Botan balked as she stared at Antar.

“Yes, why.” Antar turned his eyes back towards “Asha,” Antar whispered as he shook his head. “Why did you do it?”

“Shuuichi, are you okay?”

Shuuichi panted as he leaned against the wall of his bedroom. He panted as he heard his mother calling him. No, not really mother, he had to remind himself.

“Yes mother, I’m fine,” he tried to keep the moan out of his voice as he stroked his hard cock. Just thinking of the other boy, Yusuke, turned him hard.

He panted as he ran his fingers over the tip, fantasizing what it would be like to have Yusuke’s hands and mouth doing this. But he should know better, he admonished himself. What would Yusuke want with a wanted demon like him?

He heard the woman step away and he stretched out on his bed, stretching out his lean bare body as he continued to stroke his erect cock, moaning as the precum dripped from the tip.

He brought his precum-coated fingertips to his mouth and licked them tentatively. He tasted the salty liquid and brought his fingers back down and stroked the underside of the soft skin gently.

Shuuichi cupped his balls gently, caressing them until the pain became nearly unbearable.

He felt the semen flooding over his hands in a hard released as he lay there gasping for breath, moving his hands up his bare chest, smearing the semen over his body as he continued stroking himself.

He collapsed into the soft bed, the covers stained as he lay there. “I shouldn’t be falling for a human like that.”