Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ For Better or For Worse ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

For Better or For Worse by: Sakura

A/N Here's another one of my `I'm-bored-so-I'm-gonna-write-a-fic' kinda fic. In other words, I got bored, so I decided to write something.

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Prologue-

I had planned on going to the movies; hang by myself, then go beat up Kuwabara. You know, be a regular teenager. I bought my ticket- one for Poltergeist Report. It was supposed to be a really good movie about this one kid who works for a toddler, and is trying to save four different worlds at the same time. Sound familiar?

Well, anyway... I went into the theatre and headed towards the snack area. I didn't have much money on me `cause I hadn't done any bullying today, so I just bought a small drink and popcorn.

It just so happened that Keiko and I had gotten into another one of our fights, but this time was different. She had been so angry with me that she said she was going to find a boyfriend by today. Heh, see if I care. It's not like we were an `item' or anything- just friends. Or used to be...

I headed into the showing area and -with the recent luck I'd been having- happened to see Keiko with...Sataro?! Someone please tell me that Sataro was not her new boyfriend!

If he was, then Keiko was probably in for the time of her young, teenage life. Sataro was one of those smarty-pants (like Keiko); always made straight A's and everything. Plus, he was filthy rich. I mean, not that I was jealous or anything. It's just I don't think Keiko would be very happy being with a rich guy when she could be with...wait. What the hell was I saying?!

I sat in the theatre in silence- like there's any other way to watch a movie. I was mostly focused on the "happy couple" sitting a few rows below me. I don't even think they were watching the movie; they were too busy holding hands or sharing Keiko's gummy bears. It was revolting just watching the two of them, yet I couldn't seem to stop. My eyes were all on them. It was weird because I never eyed Keiko this much when she talked to Kuwabara, Kurama, or Hiei- or any other guys for that matter. But when she was with Sataro...

After the movie, I rushed from the theatre and began walking home. There was a saloon I walked past, but then turned as I heard someone call my name; it was a feminine voice. I saw a brunette standing outside the bar, a red line across her face and she wore a goofy grin. It could have only been one person- Atsuko, my mom.

"C'mon, Yusuke! Join me, will you?" She placed the bottle she was holding to her lips, and gulped it down. I shrugged. What the hell? I had nothing better to do, and I was older- not quite old enough to drink, but old enough. "Atta' boy!" she said patting my back and ushering me into her second home.

I took a seat at the counter, a few stools away from my mom. It looked odd for a seventeen-year-old boy to be sitting right next to his mother. Atsuko threw her now empty bottle on the ground, and I cringed as it shattered into a million pieces. She then ordered the bartender to get her a new one of Heineken. I rested my head between my arms and stared at my shoes. Man, did they look dirty...!

I thought about what had happened a half an hour ago at the cinema. After Poltergeist Report, Sataro had given Keiko a goodbye kiss. Suddenly, I was overcome with a rush of emotions: hate, pain, sadness, loneliness, happiness, contentment, dismal, and love. Love... Yes, the love that I wanted so much with Keiko. I felt my eyes brim up with tears, but I quickly blinked them away; I was almost considered an adult, there was no need to cry over something I would never have.

I looked up as I felt someone poking me in the arm- it was really annoying. I met my mother's gaze, but she turned to face the bartender, who repeated: "Would like a beer?"

A beer? Did I really look that old- old enough to drink? Hmm... I looked at a menu and checked out what they had. There was one I had trouble with reading, so I sounded it out. "Bud-weis-er..." I blinked. "I'll take this one," I said pointing to the menu.

He nodded. "Red Strip it is then." He rushed off to prepare my drink. I turned to my mom, and noticed she had gone off to talk with some other guys there. The bartender returned, handing me the Red Strip- thingy.

I took a couple fast gulps and began feeling a bit light-headed. I don't know why I had suddenly gotten dizzy, but I didn't really care either. I drank the last of my drink, and pushed the mug aside. Then, as if on its own, my head fell quickly, and I banged it against my arm- it might have hurt if I had hit it on the counter. My eyes began getting cloudy, so I closed them. The dizzy feeling returned too.

Then it hit me. It must've been the beer that did this to be. It was only my first drink and I drank it pretty fast. Guess now I was drunk. So this is what it feels like being drunk, like Mom... I thought.

"Hooray beer..." My mumbling was the last thing I heard before I lost consciousness.

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A/N And that, people, was the prologue to my new ficcy! I don't know why, but I like it... As some of you may have noticed, I used s few parodies (i.e. Hooray beer and Bud-weis-er). Well, I hope I can get the first chapter out soon, but for now, please review!