Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Birth-Dazed ❯ Putting plans into action ( Chapter 7 )

Author's Notes: Aaaw Katy, you wouldn't miss us? Just our work? Nah that's cool. We'll miss you guys, strangers or not. Sorry about the two filler chapters by the way. My internet might be gone sooner than I thought and I wanna get out one last fic before that. The lasy chapter should be done by the time I finish uploading this, but it'll be added in the afternoon. See ya til than and thanks for reading. Fantasy

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Chapter Seven...

By the time Yusuke got home it was late. His mother was asleep on the couch with the tv still on. Yusuke had to wonder if she'd been waiting up for him or did she just fall asleep on the couch watching tv.

Bbbbring!! Brrring!!!

Yusuke only glanced at where the sound was coming from but made no attempts to answer it. Walking over to the television, he pressed the power button turning it off. Yusuke then turned his mothers feet up onto the couch so that she was laying down across it.

Pressing his hands down on the couch, he was ready to stand himself up but he paused, looking down at the sight of his sleeping mother. A brief flash of the past ran through his eyes causing them to narrow.

//Mom? He shook the woman's shoulder. "Mother wake up...." He shook her again. "Please mom, I'm really hungry and I need you to make me something."

Atsuko stirred a little but only rolled over. "Mom?" glancing around the room, he saw no traces of beer bottles or cans, so she must have gotten drunk in the city- as usual.//

But wait there was another image going through the boys mind. A more current one. Of his mother, crying for him. When he died. She was crying! And she would have cried everyday for him... maybe... he wasn't a mistake after all.

"I'm trying to get a job Yusuke, I really am." He heard his mothers voice say.

The phone began to ring again after it had just stopped, snapping him out of it. "Rrr, fine!" Standing, he barreled into the kitchen and yanked the phone from the receiver. "Hello!?"

"Urameshi! Thank god." Said Kuwabara.

"Kuwabara? What do you want?" Asked Yusuke, changing his tone.

"We've been looking everywhere for you, but you didn't come home." His boyfriend explained. "We were calling all over the place, and searching and stuff."

"I was-..."

Kuwabara cut him off. "On the subway we know, Hatanaka told us when he got home. Said you really chewed this kid out too. Heh heh."

Yusuke laughed, nodding. "Yeah, that kid had it coming." A brief silence then Yusuke cleared his throat saying. "Well, I'm home now so, see ya."

"Wait Urameshi,"

"Huh?"

"We still gonna have that Yusabara party tomorrow?"

Smiles. "Yeah, I'll even see if I can spring for a cake."

"Oh cool! Chocolate I hope."

Shrugs. "Sure, it's your party too right? Now I'll see you tomorrow. Goodbye."

"See ya." The two of them hung up their phones.

Atsuko shifted on the couch then sat up, rubbing her eyes. "Yusuke?" She asked looking down ways into the kitchen. "You're home," Her voice was tired but not broken and with a yawn it returned to it's normal luster. "Where were you?"

"Out." He replied. "But I'm back now so- don't worry about it."

Nodding, Atsuko watched her son walk into his bed room. "Alright, glad you're home."

The door slid closed. Yusuke pressed his back to the door a moment and sighed, moving away from it he walked to his bed murmuring. "Sorry mom, I'm just not in the mood tonight." Climbing into bed, Yusuke closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The next day. Yusuke opened his eyes expecting a happy birthday or call out into the living room so she could ambush him again. But there was nothing. 'She's probably just waiting for me to go out there myself.' He figured.

Looking down his body, he took notice that he had fallen asleep in his school uniform. "Fuck," Standing, he walked to the closet and grabbed something else to wear to school. 'Why is it so quiet?' He wondered.

Stripping his clothes off, he dropped them in a heap on the floor then replaced them with a pair of jeans and a loose fitting t-shirt. With a quick brush down his chest he walked to the door, then turning the knob, he prepared himself for the greeting he'd thought would come. Nothing.

"Just my luck, I'm caught up in one of those cheesy Saturday morning specials when someone has an accident and you're supposed to get all touchy feely with your problems." Stepping out into the hall, he smiled continuing his thoughts. "Lucky for me we don't have a car."

Yusuke made a quick stop to the bathroom to run his tooth brush through his mouth as well as take a leak.

Returning to the hall, he wandered into the living room taking note that the tv was turned on and the smell of tea was in the air so his mother had to be around here somewhere. "Mo- oh?!"

He saw his mother coming out of her bedroom, drinking a cup of tea with a magazine in her hand. The door bell distracted him from his mission, but being the easiest thing to tackle at the time being, he went over to the door pulling it open.

"Hey Urameshi, ready to go?" Asked Kuwabara not even coming inside. The red head turned away from the door walking back down the corridor whether Yusuke was following him or not.

"Looks like you're finally awake." Atsuko was saying walking over to the front door. "H-..."

Yusuke began to speak cutting her off. "Don't even say it."

"All I was gonna sa-..."

Covers his ears. "I'm not listening to you. La la la la la la."

His mother shrugged and dug a hand into her bathrobe pocket. "Here." She shoved a few dollar bills into her sons hand.

"What's this for?" He looked puzzled.

"For a cake, for your party with your friends." She replied.

"Oh... thanks." He headed out the door but turned around a second, as though he had something to say. Deciding against it, he turned back to where Kuwabara had vanished to and dashed off after him. "Kuwabara! Hang on!"

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"Alright spill it," Yusuke was saying once they had gotten down to the streets.

"Spill what?" Kuwabara innocently asked before he opened his mouth bringing in a piece of toast coated with jam.

Rolls his eyes. "Why my mom's acting so weird?" He snatched away the boys breakfast taking a large bit of it for himself, then he handed the remains back to Kuwabara and licked his hands of the jam.

"How should I know, she's your mom." The red head replied, while looking sadly at his disheveled breakfast.

Yusuke went quiet a moment, taking in the surroundings as they passed by. A dull chewing sound kept him aware that he was walking with someone but Yusuke's mind was else where.

"Besides, you're mom's a big girl Urameshi." Kuwabara was saying. "If she has a problem she can take care of herself."

"Ha, don't I wish." he stuffed his hands into his pockets.

Kuwabara glanced down at Yusuke then turned his gaze back ahead. "How do you figure she's acting weird anyways?"

"She didn't say happy birthday to me, like every other morning..."

"Is that all." Kuwabara waved a hand indicating for him to kiss it off.

"No, she gave me money for a cake."

"Sweet, we can get one after school." He was already fantasizing about the different types of cake they have at the bakery. Or if they couldn't afford that fancy something from the supermarket would be fine.

Kicking a rock along with his pace, Yusuke nudged Kuwabara on his side. "So, what'd you get me?"

"A wrestling game."

Rolls his eyes. "Duh, but I know you got me two gifts so what's the other one?"

Kuwabara smiled shaking his head. "Uh uh Urameshi nice try. But I'm not gonna tell you."

"That crummy huh?" He laughed. "Well you've got a whole afternoon to replace it, so I'll leave you to your work."

"No!" Why does he let him get to him? Why? "It's really nice and... thoughtful."

"I hope it's not bathroom scents or something lame like that."

Corssing his arms. "Hmph, I know what you're doing Urameshi and it's not gonna work."

Smiles. "Can't blame a guy for trying."

Why didn't Kuwabara see it before, last year Yusuke pulled that same lame trick on him, insulting his gift until he finally shouted what it was satisfying the boys curiosity.

"Good morning." Kurama greeted.

"Hey Kurama." Said Yusuke. "What'd you get me for my birthday?"

"Nice try Yusuke," The kitsune held up a bag with a medium sized box inside. "I did make you something to eat."

"Hope it's not a cake, cause we were gonna buy one later." Kuwabara informed.

Kurama shook his head. "No, but it's just as good."

"Alright, cookies!" They hadn't even noticed Yusuke going through the bag. He'd already gotten the container open and was taking out one of the chocolate chip treats inside.

"Yusuke." Kurama moved the bag from the boys reach.

"So what, it's my party." The boy reminded.

"Our party Urameshi, remember?" Reminded Kuwabara.

"Yeah, yeah." He waved him off.

Turning in towards the schools courtyard, they waved goodbye to their friend then entered the building. The day dragged on as it usually does and just when Yusuke thought burn out was closing in on him, the bell rang for school to let out.

Yusuke couldn't have escaped sooner, but his feet seemed to be dragging along the concrete, holding him back from his desired pace about a few hundred steps. 'Where's Kuwabara?' Maybe that's why his feet are lagging.

"Uuuhh," A girl said coming up beside him. "Are you Yusuke?" She asked.

"That's what my criminal record says." He replied sarcastically with a smirk. Glad that his reputation was still in tact.

"Kazuma Kuwabara told me to give this to you." She handed him a piece of paper then bowed and walked away.

Yusuke watched after her then smiled. "Kazuma, must be from his class." Opening the note, Yusuke skimmed over it furrowing an eyebrow. "What does he mean he has a doctors appointment?!" He groaned. "Looks like I'm walking alone, again."

Just as he started away from school, Kurama walked up beside his friend. "Here Yusuke."

"What are these for?" He asked taking the bag from earlier.

"The sports dinner at the middle school, I have to go home and change for it." Tightens the ties one the bag. "I trust these will make it to your house with you?"

"Yeah sure." Assured Yusuke.

Receiving a pat on the shoulder as a 'thank you', Kurama dashed off to where Yusuke could only assume was home. He on the other hand had better plans. Going in the opposite direction of his home, Yusuke decided that the park was his destination for the moment. And thanks to Kurama, he now had a snack to go along with it.

"Ha, ha, ha." He chuckled.