Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Life Goes On and Life Changes ❯ Delinquency ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

A/N: This fanfiction contains original storylines and a character of my own. I try to keep the established characters as in character as possible except for the differences in romances. There will be romance such later on but I don’t want to rush it. I’m using this fanfiction to build my writing muscles so to speak. Please enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own or make any profit from the characters or storylines of Yu Yu Hakusho. I just had this stuck in my head forever (literally a few years) and finally decided to share with the world.

Chapter One: Delinquency

Dirt smudged the tip of Yusuke’s white sneaker as he pushed himself back and forth on the swing. This was weird. Not being at the park, swinging all quiet while he thought things through mind you. This is where he’d gone whenever he needed a good think. Which was more often than people realized lately. What was weird was the person next to him. They were sharing a momentary silence; uncomfortable but comfortable all at the same time. They had spent pretty much the entire afternoon discussing what was going on, politically and personally. The cafe had been nice to talk things over at but the two men had come to the park seeking a little more privacy in the waning hours of the evening as they continued to speak on matters concerning demons and Spirit World. Slowly Koenma swayed to and fro beside him while keeping an eye on him. Wary... for the first time when looking at Yusuke, Koenma seemed wary. As if he didn’t know how to assess the boy who’d worked for him the past couple of years. It should have pissed Yusuke off to be looked at this way. Normally, he’d be shouting to look somewhere else by now. This time though, he was so tired himself he just scoffed. It was almost funny. In a gesture more common in those much older than him, Yusuke rubbed his hands down his face tiredly.

“You know, it’s all so stupid,” he finally stated. Man, he even sounded tired. Not like him at all.

Koenma turned to look at the teenager next to him properly. “Hm?”

“This, all of it. Even talking with me all day you still look at me funny? Damn, still think I’ll snap all man-eater or something?”

“What?! No! Yusuke I-“a heavy sigh sounded before he continued. “I just… Don’t have an answer for you and it’s stressful for me. I… I always have an answer,  especially for a nitwit like you.”

“Dim wit,” Yusuke corrected.

“Pardon?”

“Heh, Genkai calls me dimwit. Get it right.”

Koenma smirked. “Well, sorry. I’ll insult you properly next time Yusuke.”

Another stretch of silence. Uncomfortable.

The sigh was more drawn out this time. “I don’t want you living life hunted because of your… change. I don’t want you to have to struggle to keep in line with how delicate humans around you are now. And I don’t- I don’t want you to think I don’t believe you are still one-hundred percent Urameshi Yusuke and not some soon to go off crazed man-eating monster.” Koenma looked Yusuke in the eyes, unblinking. “Because I don’t believe you would ever be that person and you deserve to know that.”

That had been, very forthcoming considering the statements had been from the Prince of Vague Explanations himself. The newly changed demon blinked several times, rolling the words in his head over and over.

“Thanks, really.”

The prince nodded and gave Yusuke a smile. “I’m under the impression that you came back here for your loved ones, but you were stifled before you even became my detective. I can’t imagine how claustrophobic human world must be now. You mentioned it a bit but…”

His shoulders seemed to shrug without even considering the action. “Yeah, it sucks. And Kurama and Hiei both agree I need to learn how to harness that S-class demon energy but there’s nowhere for me to do it safely. Not even at Grandma’s place if I don’t want to level it, or her by accident. I mean, it’s different. The energy feels different and…”

“You rather be somewhere with someone who can handle you.”

“Pretty much. But, the only place I know is Demon World and I don’t really want to go there. I could. I probably should but like I said it’s all so-“Yusuke gestured rudely with his hands.

Koenma snickered a bit, “Stupid?”

“Yeah basically.”

Yusuke kicked his foot to spin the swing around. The chains squeaked as they tightened, twisting around until they hit the limit. Koenma raised an eyebrow at the boy’s actions before jerking backwards as Yusuke lifted his foot and spun around.

“Are you sure you aren’t losing something in that impossible head of yours, Yusuke?” Koenma asked as the swing began to slow.

Visibly dizzy, the new demon shook his head. “Nope, clearing it actually. Did that all the time as a kid.”

With a grimace the prince answered, “I doubt giving yourself vertigo helps with that.”

“More like I’m frustrated and I’d rather not demolish the set old man.”

Koenma’s cheeks puffed indignantly. “I’m every bit the teenager you are, Yusuke. It just… takes me longer.”

Almost a giggle, “Right, right. But anyway what are you doing?”

“Talking to an idiot on a swing.”

“Other than that. I mean like, you can’t keep jumping around this city. You need somewhere else too. You said at the coffee shop that you weren’t sure he wouldn’t have a price on your head.” Yusuke’s expression had changed to genuine concern.

The grip on the chains must have been harder than he thought, nerves probably, to have it feel like a relief to release them. It felt that way all the same as Koenma leaned his elbows on his knees and slumped forward. A little more time went by. And a little more even, to the point where his former employee shifted his swing to bump Koenma in the side.

“Hey…”

“I’ve had an idea. But…” Koenma bit his lip. He was hesitating. “There’s someone, she lives somewhere sort of in-between worlds. And father, well he just plain won’t even try to go there.”

“So why the hell are you slumming around coffee shops and parks with a vicious demon?”

“Ha-ha,” Koenma smirked again. Yusuke sure was trouble. Infectious trouble. “I’ve, never actually met her before. There was never any reason to and father would have forbade it anyway.”

A pause.

“Yusuke, I’m only a bit over 700 years old. I know that’s huge to you but hell, I’m younger than Kurama by a substantial amount. I’m like you, practically still a kid despite everything. And father, he’s been around eons…”

“Okay.”

“She... she is the former Chief Administrator of Spirit World. About 1,000 years ago she relinquished the title and went to live in near solitude.” His voice was oddly quiet when he admitted this.

Crinkled eyebrows and all, Yusuke tried to soak in this new information. If there had been one of Enma’s in place before… “Oh, my shit you have a sister!”

Learn something new and newer every minute because within a second Koenma’s face tinged pink. “Yes, Yusuke. I have an elder sister. From what I know a much elder sister by several thousand years. She abandoned her position after something between her and father occurred. Don’t ask, I don’t know what it was. Almost all record of her time there was destroyed. I only know of her from when my performance was less than stellar. My father would warn me to refrain from being the… disappointment she was. Is, I presume.”

Yusuke stared at Koenma with wide eyes and a slack jaw. “Damn,” he said a little breathlessly. “Damn Koenma that’s nuts.”

“I’m now a disappointment to my father. I openly defied him and,” golden, brown eyes met Yusuke’s. “And I’m not changing my position on that.”

“Does she even know about you?”

“She does. From what I’ve gathered she keeps tabs on everything but stays out of affairs. I’ve been informed she was actually quite involved with all manner of affairs even after leaving the position but stopped a number of years ago. It might be all for nothing and yet,” the words trailed off, oddly unsure of themselves.

Using his legs to start moving the swing higher and higher Yusuke chewed on this new information. Koenma wanted somewhere safe, he wanted someone who understood the gravity of defying his father. He even wanted Yusuke someplace he wasn’t stifled but safe…

Up, up, and in an instant Yusuke flew several feet through the air off of the swing. Feet planted firmly in the patchy grass, dirt kicking up around him, he turned to look at his former boss. The man who knew defending Yusuke would put him in danger and he did so anyway. The man he could still hear in his head saying,

“No! Not Yusuke!”

Because he never doubted Yusuke waking up as himself. And that, that meant the damn world these days.

“All right then, how’s about you and me go knocking? If she tells us to fuck off we’ll go bother Genkai or something but I say we give it a whirl.”

Staring Koenma’s mouth opened soundlessly.

“That’s what you’ve been wanting to suggest right. Somewhere we could go? Even thinking of both of us...” Yusuke grinned at his joke.

One blink, two and three Koenma burst out laughing. “You’ve got me. You’re really not so dumb.”

The boy folded his arms behind his head. “Yeah, I know. So, is that the idea?”

With a nod Koenma finally slid off of the seat and walked over. “We don’t really have that much to lose right? I’m honestly not planning everything out that well, following your spontaneous leads and all.”

“Tch, first rule of no plans is to do it right when it comes to you. You already suck at it.”

“Are you going to insult me all of the time? If we go through with this we’ll be spending days together, possibly an extended period of time.”

“Koenma you aren’t my boss anymore. Now that your authority is practically shit I’ll lay off a bit. Well, if you have any neurotic episodes I’m not making promises.” The teen punctuated his sentence with a clap on the godling’s back.

“Gyah!” The contact caused Koenma to vault slightly forward. “Be careful, I’m not like your friends.”

Yusuke nodded almost condescendingly, “Riiiiight, gotcha. So, when are we doing this adventure to get our asses kicked?”

Using his hand to bat away Yusuke’s Koenma gave him a slightly disapproving look. “You sound like you want someone to kick your ass.”

“I wouldn’t turn down someone giving me a little trouble no. But that’s probably from being cooped up lately.”

Rolling his eyes Koenma responded, “Oh, please like you ever needed an excuse to get in a scuffle with someone.”

The other teen just grinned at him obnoxiously and tugged  Koenma’s sleeve towards the road.

“Whelp, you caught me. But let’s get a move on. We criminals gotta stay together.”

“Ah! Don’t lump me in with you!”

Koenma followed Yusuke all of the same.

 

Sloppy laughter brayed through the door. Brows furrowed, Yusuke clenched his teeth and continued to pack up his duffle bag.  White t-shirts, jeans, jeans… should probably grab his red hooded sweatshirt while he was at it...

Bam! “Yuuuuusuke! Hey, c’mon out we’rez all havin’ fun.”

“Grrr… screw off!” The teen refused to make eye contact with the young god of death hovering at his window from outside.

“Wa-hoooooo! S’anotha round come on, it’s still early!” His mother yelled like she was still in high school.

Folding be damned, he shoved the rest of what he needed into his bag and pulled the strings taut. “Well, so much for letting her know I’m leaving. She wouldn’t remember it worth a damn.”

Koenma’s brow furrowed slightly, “Don’t you think you should at least try?”

“Feh,” the teen slung the bag over his shoulder and puffed his cheeks out looking at the door. “You hear her? She wouldn’t even understand me.”

He sighed, knowing he came off angry but… really Yusuke was just disappointed. He’d rather have had this conversation with her face to face. Looking at Koenma, then back at the door, “Just, just once you know? I’d really like to be able to do it the right way.”

Swiftly, Yusuke launched himself through the window and beside Koenma. The God stared at him almost looking surprised. “What?”

Koenma smirked, “So you can be a loving son.”

“Oh, shut up!” Yusuke snapped before heading off down the street.

“Hey, wait! Yusuke, you don’t know which way it is.” Koenma went after the walking boy.

Shrugging, Yusuke answered, “Because we aren’t going there just yet. I couldn’t explain it to Mom so I have another stop.”

It didn’t take a genius to figure out who Yusuke meant. In silence the young god followed along. Only a block or two away the odd duo came to a stop in front of a dimly lit restaurant front. To anyone else it was quiet as could be but Yusuke’s new hearing picked up the soft clangs and scraping sounds of movement. Probably the sounds of cleaning up after a long day’s work. He gestured with his head to the door and walked himself in.

“We’re closed! You’ll have to cook yourself tonight!” The gruff voice of Keiko’s father groused.

Yusuke couldn’t help but smile. “You don’t gotta worry about that old man, I’m just here looking for your daughter.”

That made the owner look up. “Yusuke! Great to see you! Oh, I’ll get that girl she’ll be happy to see you. How you been?”

“Oh, you know. Changes here and there nothin’ I can’t handle.”

Koenma scoffed behind him and Yusuke made a mental note to give the godling a whack later.

“You always can, Yusuke. Sit down, sit down! I’ll get that girl down here and she can cook you and your friend up something! Hey! Keiko! Special customer!” The man yelled out, left hand cupped over his mouth.

Yusuke jumped a bit. “You don’t have to do that Yukimura-san! I just need to talk with her a bit, Mom’s sorta… her usual unreliable self?”

Yukimura’s expression changed to a softer one… with annoyance mixed in somehow. “Some things never change huh?”

“No, some sure don’t.”

The gentle padding of sock covered feet came closer and closer to the stairs before starting a rhythmic descension. “What special- Oh, it’s just you Yusuke.”

“Don’t say that with such a sour face! Come and make the boy something to eat!”

Hands flew up defensively and Yusuke’s voice wavered with panic at her grumpy disposition. “No, no Keiko I just need to talk to you! Don’t go to any trouble okay?”

“Nonsense, knowing you all you’ve had to eat is coffee in the last ten hours! Sit back, your friend too!” Yukimura said loudly.

Koenma peered in uncomfortably. “Really, I’ll just stand over here.”

Finally catching Keiko’s attention she let out a squeak. “K-Koenm-”

“Yeah, yeah he’s here too and we’d really like to go on a walk and chat if that’s okay? Promise to be back soon, yeah Yukimura-san?” Yusuke interjected obnoxiously.

“All right, all right. I’d say be careful out there but I know you’re more than safe with Yusuke around.”

Keiko all but shoved her feet into her shoes and yelled over her shoulder, “Thanks Dad!” Grabbing Yusuke’s arm she almost dragged him out and knocked Koenma over in the process of her escape.

The three of them let out a collective sigh and started down the street. The lights were keeping patches of sidewalks in their glow as the night grew even darker. A warm and humid breeze blew over them, adding to a certain demon’s uncomfortable feelings. After turning once Yusuke just plain dropped onto the grass beside them, no warning, with a loud groan.

Koenma crossed his arms and looked down over him with a raised eyebrow. “Very grown up Yusuke.”

After throwing a mild glare at his former boss Yusuke responded shortly, “I’m not a grown up. I’m 16.”

A girlish giggle came from Keiko and she nudged her friend’s arm with the toe of her shoe. “Move so I can sit next to you Mr. Sixteen.”

He put his arms behind his head and stared at the sky. Koenma gave a defeated sigh and plopped on the other side. Another suffocating breeze moved the grass about them, hell Yusuke could even hear it. The little blades of grass rubbing together, the shuffle of grains of dirt being pushed by their movements. The smell of it, the air. The water in the air was so potent, like he accidentally breathed in a gulp swimming. The smell of them… Yusuke groaned again.

“So spill it,” demanded Keiko. “I can tell I’m not going to like whatever it is you have to say from how you’re acting.”

“I’m having a hard time with all my changes Keiko.”

The blatant honesty shocked both of his companions outright. They stared at him, full attention.

“All my senses are crazy, my energy is crazier and I don’t know how to handle it, I don’t know if other changes are even coming and technically I’m a fugitive on the run from some really dangerous people. I’m not sure they won’t just storm in after me someday and you and other people could get hurt.” Eyes closed he continued, “I don’t want anything to happen. I don’t want me to be the reason anything happens. I just want… I need to get used to this. I need… I need to… I don’t know.”

“You need to adjust.” Keiko said simply. “I knew the energy was tricky but, senses?”

“Keiko, I literally hear the grass right now and yeah, sensory-wise I am not used to that crap.”

“Ahaha,” her expression grew more somber. “Where are you going?”

Koenma cut in for Yusuke. “We’re going to try for someone who used to work high up with Spirit World.”

“Can you believe boy scout over here has a sister that’s been like, disowned or something?”

“Yusuke!” The young God sounded horrified.

Keiko smacked Yusuke in the head. “Stop being rude!”

“Ow! Hey watch where you aim those.” He rubbed the tender spot left behind.

“Oh, please like I could hurt you.” She looked at Koenma assuringly, “If that’s private I’ll leave it private. Unlike some people.”

With a huff Yusuke answered, “Yeah I’m an ass fine whatever. But yeah, she’s like in-between worlds or whatever and Koenma says he’s pretty sure even his dad wouldn’t send anyone to her place.”

“Fairly certain, yes.”

A few moments passed before, with a cracking voice, Keiko asked, “How long?”

“I have no idea.”

“Koenma, you too?”

He shrugged tiredly, “I’m as much a fugitive as he is honestly. Possibly more so in the eyes of my father.”

Shifting uncomfortably Keiko lowers her eyes to the grass. “I didn’t realize it was so serious.”

“Just means all the work I did to protect everyone else means shit now that I changed species without meaning to…” the statement came out bitterly from the teen boy’s mouth.

With a shout Koenma snapped back, “It does not!”

Yusuke sat up abruptly to stare at the other boy.

“It means plenty. Everything you did, every time you died or almost died, it means plenty Yusuke.” His tone was certain, fervent even.

If Keiko wasn’t so certain of her state of mind, she’d think she had gone crazy. A little blush had properly set itself on Yusuke’s cheeks. And to add to it, he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly and looked away from Koenma before a muttered ‘thanks…’

She couldn’t help it, she giggled.

“Hm? What’s so funny Keiko?”

Smirking she responded, “Nothing much Yusuke. But he’s right. You know he is.”

“Okay, okay jeez. Fine but it still sucks.” He huffed.

Keiko smiled. “Fair. So, Koenma?” She asked, garnering his attention. “This place is safe for a hideout? But how’s that going to help Yusuke train or whatever?”

“She has a… reputation for actually having been a skilled fighter herself. She fought alongside demons who were on the side of my father during the war between us and the Netherworld.” Koenma stated with a perfunctory shrug.

“I didn’t know there was even a Netherworld nevermind a whole war!” Yusuke yelled.

“Shh! Humans are still awake at this hour Yusuke! A-hem. Yes, the Netherworld was once in charge of order and judgment of the dead of Demon World. But a few thousand years ago they decided they wanted reign over humans too and began a war, slowly bringing demons to their side. Apparently, my sister’s involvement in the fighting was a deciding factor in our victory as well as why the Netherworld and all of its inhabitants remain sealed off.” Koenma informed them openly.

“Huh, that’s the most you’ve ever told me about anything with Spirit World without being all ‘need to know’ about it.”

“Well, I figure… right now… I’m not acting in any, official capacity.”

Keiko leaned in. “Screw professionalism, huh?”

With a chuckle Koenma answered, “Pretty much my train of thought at the moment yes.”

All three of the respective teens snickered and went quiet for a moment. The momentary peace was disrupted by Yusuke standing up quicker than the other two could hope for. He reached out a hand for Keiko and pulled her up too.

“Woah!” She exclaimed and fell against him.

“Heh, sorry. I don’t really have a hold on the added strength just yet either.” He added sheepishly.

Keiko squeezed his hand. “It’s… okay Yusuke. I just,” she took a deep breath before continuing. “I worry all of the time and now, I won’t even be able to check in on you. You’re, you’re my best friend. No matter what and I just want you to be okay.”

“Hey, hey it’s all right.” He hugged her. “I’m always okay remember? And I’ll send you updates somehow I promise this time. You’re… you’re family Keiko and I gotta treat you like that.”

“Don’t treat me like your mom.”

“No I meant like good family. You know you’re like my sister.”

Tears were threatening, “Oh, god you’re really not sure when you’re coming back. You really aren’t sure if you are… Because you haven’t said that in forever Yusuke. You’re scaring me…”

Yusuke tightened his hold. “Sorry, I’m sorry but I... I don’t know much of anything right now. There’s a ton I have to figure out I don’t know what world I’ll even end up in.” He pulled her away from him, holding the now crying girl by her shoulders. “But, I’m sorry I need you to be okay. Work hard. Conquer high school. Go to college and make a damn big deal out of yourself. If you can, let my Mom know, keep an eye out for her every so often but damn it Keiko you better be kickass when I see you next you hear?”

“That better be a when and not an if, Urameshi Yusuke!” The girl sobbed.

“Okay, when, when damn it.”

She sniffled a few times and wiped her eyes. “And how will you be able to judge any future boyfriends if you’re not here?”

“Hey,” Yusuke started with a grin. “You better hold them to my standards for you and if I come around and don’t like ‘em I am scaring them off!”

Keiko giggled and rubbed her face again. “We,” she took a breath. “We should get back. So you don’t leave super late. Your mom doesn’t know?”

Yusuke rolled his eyes. “She was sloshed already.”

...

The two young men waited to see Keiko enter her home safely. Yusuke stared at her curtained bedroom window until he saw the light come on before turning around. Before he started to follow Koenma with a nod to move on, he felt the eyes of his best friend on his back. The only person he’s really had with him since they were small. He shrugged a bit and waved at her without turning around. The tightness in his chest was bullshit according to him. He made her promise him all those things, but he barely made one of his own out loud. He’d get his shit together, he’d get his head together. And he’d show her he would be just fine in the hundreds of years ahead of him. So, eyes on the god in front of him, Yusuke left.

 

A/N: Let me know if you liked it and if you have constructive criticisms. No rudeness please is all I ask. There will be romance between Koenma and Yusuke but it will be a slow burn in some areas. Sorry, but they need to get to know each other outside of their prior roles.