Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Abuse ❯ Kuwabara Knows ( Chapter 3 )

Okay, one thing I want to clear up, I read a story on this site called Free my Soul, and it gave me an idea, so I wrote this. I’m not trying to copy, I just really liked it, and so I wrote down the idea. So if the author if that story reads this, I want you to know that I did not steal the story. Now on with the fanfic! * * *

“What the-?”

He ducked quickly, and heard the bottle break above his head. He tried to move out of the way of the pieces of glass, but a few hit his arms and legs. He bit his lip and stood up, using the counter as support.

“What the hell was that?”

Atsuko didn’t reply and left to her room.

Yusuke growled and set himself to the task of taking the pieces of glass from the floor and his skin.

“Ugh… can’t believe my own mother did this,” he mumbled, tossing out the glass.

He walked slowly to his room, then lay on the bed and stared out the window.

Even though it was barely noon, he fell asleep.

He woke up that afternoon and went into the kitchen to see his mother sitting on the table.

Yusuke opened the fridge. No food. He opened the cabinet. No food in there either.

“Mom, how come there’s no food in here?” he asked, turning to face her.

“I go out to eat, Yusuke. If you’re hungry, go buy your own food.”

“But I barely have any money!” Yusuke complained.

“Well, that’s too bad for you,” Atsuko replied.

“But I’m hungry!”

“Then go buy food at Yukimura’s.”

Yusuke grumbled, but left and set off towards the Yukimura diner.

As he arrived, he dug through his pocket to see how much money he had.

“¥ 850...”

“Oh, hello Yusuke!” Mr. Yukimura called. “The usual?”

“I only have 850,” Yusuke admitted. “I don’t think that’ll be enough…”

“Oh, don’t worry about it! Keiko doesn’t mind, and neither do I.”

Yusuke smiled. “Thanks.”

When he received his food, Yusuke immediately started eating.

“Yusuke, you’re acting like you haven’t eaten in days!”

“I’m hungry, Mr. Yukimura.”

“Of course! That’s why you came.”

He left to go back to work, then Keiko came downstairs.

“Oh… hey Yusuke. What are you doing here?”

“I was hungry.”

Keiko nodded. “But why are you still wearing the school outfit? I thought you hated it.”

“Why’re you asking me all these questions? I like green and I didn’t feel like changing when I got home.”

Yusuke stood up to leave, but Keiko grabbed his arm.

“Why do you have to leave? You didn’t finish your food.”

Yusuke bit his lip. “Keiko… can you let go?”

Keiko frowned. “Why? What’s wrong?”

“I can’t really tell you… just please… let go.”

She let go of his arm, and Yusuke sat down. “If you want me to finish the food, I will.”

Keiko nodded, but noticed that Yusuke was now eating with the opposite hand that he had been using before.

“Yusuke… I thought you were right-handed.”

“I am.”

“So why are you eating with your left?”

Yusuke frowned. “Keiko, why does that matter?”

Keiko sighed. “I don’t know, just forget it.”

She stood up. “See you later, Yusuke.” She then ran back upstairs.

Yusuke shook his head. “Keiko…” He stood up and left.

Yusuke walked along the streets, thinking about where he wanted to go. Not home, definitely… Maybe he’d go to the park and skip stones in the creek.

As he arrived at the park, he noticed something. His sleeve felt wet…

‘Damn it… Must’ve been when Keiko grabbed me…’

Yusuke looked down at his sleeve. It was slowly becoming red. He walked over to the creek and sat down with his back to a tree.

Getting into a comfortable position, Yusuke looked around and spotted a small pile of stones near him. Grinning, he picked some up and started skipping them across the creek.

After about half an hour later, Yusuke heard footsteps and looked around. It was just Kuwabara… Yusuke rolled his eyes and went back to skipping rocks.

Kuwabara came over, and much to Yusuke’s displeasure, sat down and started skipping rocks as well.

“So, what’re you doing here, Urameshi?” he asked after a few minutes.

“Skippin’ rocks. Same with you, it looks like.”

Kuwabara finally looked over at Yusuke, then noticed the wrong thing with the picture.

“Urameshi, you’re bleeding.”

Yusuke looked down. “Yeah.”

“Why?”

“None of your business.”

Kuwabara growled. “You were bleeding at gym too. What’s up, man?”

“I just said it was none of your business.”

“But you don’t bleed for no reason, Urameshi. Everyone knows that.”

Yusuke debated with himself about whether to tell Kuwabara or not. After a few moments of thought, he sighed and faced Kuwabara with a serious expression on his face.

“I’ll tell you, but you have to swear not to tell, or I’ll punch your face in.”

“I promise.”

Yusuke took a deep breath. “Okay… Kuwabara…”

He rolled up his sleeve, showing Kuwabara the cuts, some of which were still bleeding.

Kuwabara frowned. “How’d you get them, Urameshi?”

“My… my mother…”

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So, what do you think? This was so annoying. It was MUCH longer handwritten, and it was hard to get it all down during school because I had to write when the teacher wasn’t paying attention. OY! Oh well, I liked how it turned out. I’ll try and update soon, as I usually do.

Review if you wish!