Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Demon's Destiny ❯ Unfaithful ( Chapter 1 )

Title: Demon's Destiny
Author name: Caelestis
Author email: kaku_o_sankou@yahoo.com
Category: Yu Yu Hakusho
Pairing: Kuwabara Kazuma/Uurameshi Yuusuke

Spoilers: All of the Yu Yu Hakusho TV Series
Rating: R
Summary: Written in response to a challenge issued on the UkeYuusuke mailing list.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters used in this fanfic, but the ideas are original. ^_^; …Or so I'd like to think. Don't sue!

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It is said in some cultures that two people are destined to complete each other, that their souls linked to bring them greater understanding of their counterpart. Such happenings are far from ordinary today, not to dispute the past, and the possibility of such happening is extraordinarily rare. Yet through examination and adversity, love always seems to find a way, occurring where you least expect it. Perhaps this happens as a trial, to test the emotions harbored to assure their purity and durability, yet I assure you it is almost impossible to pinpoint a rational statement that secures this belief as fact.

The same has happened to Uurameshi Yuusuke, his heart leading him unwillingly from his consciously chosen path, into another that many of the world despise. And so the days dawned bright and Yuusuke continued to with his life, fighting against his heart's desire and at the same time drawing closer…

"Keiko!" Yuusuke shouted as he searched through the apartment that he shared with his girlfriend, a worried crease in his brow. When he had gotten home from work early, he had expected to see Keiko there; he had planned to surprise her with the promotion he had received earlier that day, and he had remarkably remembered that her college classes ended early on Fridays.

It was hard to for him provide for her and send her to college at twenty-two, but he accepted his task dutifully as he supposed any good boyfriend and future husband should. His fighting was strictly for pleasure now; Keiko didn't like the fact that he beat people up, even when she knew that they deserved all that they received. But even then he refused to let himself fall out of shape. God knows Kuwabara hadn't. He blushed furiously before shaking the thought from his mind. He shouldn't be thinking about his other friends when Keiko might be in trouble.

Ever since he had discovered about his lineage and that he was the destined heir of a third of the Reikai, there had been numerous attempts on his life and the lives of his friends; all had been easily dealt with, but he couldn't help but worry that some freak might be holding Keiko as a hostage or something similar to that effect. He had refrained from mentioning to her any details about the Reikai as it sent her into hysterics, but as such she would be unprepared if something did occur along those lines. Such thoughts were running through his mind as he burst into the last place in the apartment that he hadn't checked yet: their bedroom.

"Kei-" His voice trailed off and his eyes widened in shock as he took in the sight before him. His girlfriend was entwined with another man in the very bed that they had made love in the night before. Her head was thrown back in passion as the unknown man thrust brutally into her, her moans coloring the air as their sweat-slicked bodies moved against each other in tandem. The sheets pooled around them, unused underneath them as the headboard of the mattress met the wall with their more wild movements.

Yuusuke stared blankly ahead, his eyes misting with unshed tears. The two participants of this corruption of a loving act had yet to notice his presence, but he gave no heed to the matter, his disbelief of the reality paralyzing his body. When his numb mind finally was able to regain control of his body's reflexes, he ushered himself quietly from the room, sliding to the floor outside once the door was shut.

Choking sobs started to bubble up from his throat, and he scrubbed vainly at his eyes trying to hold back his tears. This couldn't possibly be happening. Not now. Not when… The images around him blurred as he heard a loud exclamation from the room behind him as the occupants within found their climax in each other.

Pushing himself to his feet, he ran blindly from the building just wanting to be as far from them as possible. He crashed into several pedestrians on the sidewalk, but continued in his flight, not stopping to assess the injuries he had caused. He didn't care where he ended up, he didn't even care if he died; quite frankly, if he did then that would be a relief from the torment he suffered from right now.

A mountain of blue towered in front of him, but his momentum didn't allow him to stop in time and he barreled into the broad, muscular chest.

"Uurameshi?" Yuusuke looked up into the face of his long time friend, Kuwabara Kazuma. "What are you doing?" His voice no longer had the annoying squeak to it, having lowered in timbre as he matured, and the effect proved to be more than soothing to Yuusuke's shattered nerves.

He broke down crying into Kuwabara's arms, clutching onto his lean body for support. Kuwabara blinked, shocked for several minutes before adjusting to the role of protector he had been thrust into and wrapping his own arms around his rival.

Eying the traffic around then, Kuwabara decided to bring Yuusuke back to his own apartment; this was just too public for his liking. Supporting his friend, Kazuma helped him up the stairs of the apartment complex to his room, reaching around his body to unlock the door when Yuusuke wouldn't relinquish his hold on his waist.

Easing them both onto the couch, Kazuma arranged Yuusuke on his lap, cradling him to his chest as another bout of sobs wracked his body. Kuwabara didn't press the petit man for any answers and let him release his grief, offering him his silent support. He didn't know what was wrong with his friend, but knowing Yuusuke he would tell him when he was ready.

Since his relationship with Yukina didn't work out, Kuwabara had remained single, refusing to even date again. Botan had said that he was in denial… whatever that meant. So the fact remained that he was single and living alone in a private apartment... alone save for Ekkechi, his cat. She had grown a lot from the kitten that Yuusuke saved that day when he had been reborn, reaching a little past his mid-calf. It didn't help that Kazuma spoiled her, and that she was dreadfully overweight.

The said cat spotted her master's return leapt up onto the couch, rubbing herself over Yuusuke's legs before moving quickly to rest in his lap since Kuwabara was annoyingly positioned underneath Yuusuke. Yuusuke's sobs started to taper off as he registered the comforting presence of the feline offering him her support as well as his best friend.

"Ekkechi…" Yuusuke whispered as he reached down to stroke her fur. A soothing pattern soon followed as he began to stoke down her back, electing purrs from the contented cat as she felt she was helping out her master's friend.

Tired out from his emotional breakdown, Yuusuke let his head fall back onto Kuwabara's chest. It hurt to think at the moment and it felt right lying there in Kuwabara's arms. He didn't stop to think how out of place that thought was. After several minutes of comfortable silence, Yuusuke shifted to look up into Kuwabara's face that was radiating concern for him.

"Kuwabara, Keiko… she… she…" Yuusuke whispered brokenly, unable to get the right words out. He should tell him… he needed to know. He would know soon enough anyway, when Yuusuke broke up with Keiko. It just wasn't fair! He… he loved her. Or had. Everything was confusing for him now, so why… why did staying here with Kuwabara make so much sense? He hiccupped, choking on another sob that had welled up in his throat. Tucking his head under Kazuma's, he held onto the muscular man as if for his life.

"I… she was with another… when I came home today." Yuusuke stated brokenly, choking as his mind was finally forced to grasp the reality of the situation. Saying it out loud just made it all the more real, and he instantly regretted mentioning it.

Kuwabara didn't flinch, but his face tightened slightly before smoothing out into its usual planes. "So you think it's your fault then?"

Yuusuke nodded slightly, the movement soft against Kazuma's skin.

"Well, it's not. Nothing you did would have made her cheat, it was her own conscious decision to choose to do so, but for the life of me I wouldn't know why she would pass up what she already had. You are more loving and considerate than most people that I know." Kuwabara stared vehemently.

Yuusuke's chocolate eyes were hopeful as he looked into Kuwabara's blue. Kuwabara flushed slightly at his needy expression, but held him closer in an attempt to further comfort him. Yuusuke sighed as he leaned into Kuwabara again, accepting the contact that it provided wordlessly. When was the last time that someone had held him like this? He mused to himself. Keiko had never…

He felt tears welling up in his eyes before they trickled down his cheeks, falling wetly onto Kuwabara's skin. He couldn't help but feel depressed over this; he had given Keiko more than half of his life just to have her throw it away as if it were nothing. Kuwabara's reassuring presence beside him was all that was keeping Yusuke sane.

Minutes turned into hours as they just lay there, Yuusuke's eyes eventually growing heavy as he drifted to sleep curled against his protector. Kuwabara, for his part, was beginning to feel uncomfortable with their closeness, as the presence of his friend was evoking a reaction from him that was testing the strength of his sexuality. Finding himself somewhat reluctant to relinquish his position, Kazuma stood slowly with Yuusuke still curled in his arms as he made slow progress towards his bedroom. It was far into the evening by now, and his reason suggested that the couch would be uncomfortable to spend the entire night on.

Depositing his bundle into the bed, he turned down the sheets before he removed Yuusuke's shoes and jacket. Giving little thought to the matter, he removed his own outer clothing and crawled in next to Yuusuke. A strange feeling of gratification swept through him when Yuusuke turned to curl against his chest once more, almost similar to the position he had been in on the couch; his arms pressed to Kuwabara's chest while his head was tucked under his chin. Kazuma sighed, contented. Why did he feel this way? Answers could wait till morning…

The two slept on, unaware of the strengthened bond that now existed between them, that had since they had fought each other for the first time. Fate most assuredly had a hand in this night, one of unfaithful lovers and broken promises, new dreams and beginnings. The future will bring many unexpected surprises, but the foundation has been laid for this relationship; a relationship that would last through trial and adversity. But now that is another story…