Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Pretending Or Is This Real ❯ Life is Laughing at Me ( Chapter 4 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Pretending or is This Real
By: Vapid Breath
Disclaimer: I do not own YYH or any other anime.
Warnings: This story contains yaoi, cursing, attempted suicide, and maybe character death. That is a big maybe.
Author's note(s): I hope that it isn't to short. I'm trying to update whenever possible. I won't have any updates after Thursday until Tuesday.
Chapter Four
"Hiei, is something wrong?" I can feel your warm breath caressing my parted lips. I need to kiss you again. I need to regain the connection we had. I need you.
Instead of answering your question, I did what you didn't several moments ago and let actions speak louder than words. I grind by hips down hard. I moaned in satisfaction as you rubbed back. I stop a moment and almost laugh at your puzzled look.
"I want your close off."
"You seem like the blunt type." I started to make a witty remark. Something like how could it be blunt if I already have your legs spread. But I decided against it. I didn't want to hurt you.
I climbed off you and stood beside the bed. I slipped off my black sleeveless shirt and watched as you unbuttoned you green shirt. It is amazing how much it matches your eyes. I've never seen something as alluring as your magnificent orbs.
I was starting on my pants when a light was cast through your bedroom window and the sound of a car pulling up was heard. I looked to you for an explanation and saw both embarrassment and fear. Fear. Something I've seen in everyone's eyes. Except mine. Fear is but a four letter word.
"You have to go! My mother is home!" I hurriedly pulled my shirt on and rushed down the stairs. I grabbed my shoes as the knob to the front door began to turn. I ran back upstairs to your room.
"How am I supposed to get out?" My voice still had it's cold tone.
"Can you climb? Go out the window." I did as told without so much a look back or even a good-bye. I had too many thoughts to put together.
*****-----*****-----*****
Fifteen minutes later I was home. I unlocked the front door and went inside. I didn't bother taking my shoes off. I made sure the door was locked before going upstairs. Reaching the first room I opened the door. I peered inside and look over at the sleeping form lying peacefully on a bed. She was beautiful. The complete opposite of me. Everything I've wanted to be and at the same time everything I wanted to destroy. She was pure, innocent, light. My sister. Yukina.
I closed the door and continued on my way to my room. I walked inside and kicked off my shoes. I pulled off my shirt and walked to my bed. There I just collapsed. I was too tired to do anything else. I wasn't physically tired. I was mentally exhausted.
I had too many things to worry about. I had to maintain a certain grade average because of my constant playing with the law. I'd been to the juvenile detention facility several times. I was a fire starter. I had a thing for the blaze. It was captivating and dangerous at the same time. It gave me the rush I needed.
Another thing that gave me a rush was fear. The look of pure fear in the eyes of someone I detest. Only those of little mind fear. Fear is but a four letter word. Those who live in fear shall never rise to the pressures of life. Everyone fears me. Except Yukina. Except him.
Yukina. It was strange how I met her. I'd been disowned by my mother and never met my father. When I found out I had a twin sister that my mother kept I began a frantic search for her. All of my search was useless. It turned out she'd been looking for me too. Neither of us found each other the way we expected. We met at an ice-cream parlor. Who would have thought that my love for ice cream would bring me to my long lost sister? We bought a house together and have been with each other ever since. All my life she had been the only person to ever tear down the wall around my heart. It took her a long time. Kurama has just begun.
So many things come to mind when I think of Kurama. He feels me with so many emotions. Hatred, love, lust, anger, and many more. I want to hold him and make love to him and at the same time I wish to kill his light that dares to invade my darkness.
Not to long ago someone told me that suicide wasn't a choice. That it was something that happened when a person exceeded resources for coping with pain. I've always wondered if it were true. If people would blame me for my own death.
Gaining some energy I lifted myself up and stood. I walked over to my mirror and reached behind it. I pulled out a small bag filled with many colors of pills. I searched for my book bag to take out the bottle of water I had had earlier. Finding it I took it out and twisted the top off. I sat it down on a nearby desk. Looking through the bag of pills I took out three curvy blue ones. I don't even remember where I got them or if they are even from this year. I don't really care.
Popping all three in my mouth I grabbed my water and took a swallow. I frowned at the taste of the warm water bitter from just sitting out in the heat and the chalky taste of the pills. I went back to my bed and collapsed once again. I just laid there. I didn't try closing my eyes. I didn't try sleeping or even moving. I stared up at the ceiling beckoning it to burst into a thousand flames with my eyes.
I had no idea how long I had been laying there. Just staring. Not a single thought going through my mind. Finally I realized I wasn't going any where. Death was not around the corner looking for a moment to strike. I needed to speed things up. I once again heaved myself from my bed and went to my pills. I took out three more. They were square and a light brown. They were a lot stronger, I knew, than the other ones. I popped them into my mouth and drank some more water as I had done before.
I was about to go back to my bed when I heard the phone ringing. Sighing deeply I walked to the living room to answer it. I picked it up and said in an always cold voice, " Speak."
"Hello, Hiei. It's me. Kurama." He always calls at the worst time.
"What is it?"
"I- Well I wanted to apologize. I didn't expect my mother home so early." He went on to apologize and explaining things but I could understand what he was saying. I stumbled a bit, suddenly feeling very dizzy. The pills were taking affect quicker than I had thought.
I was about to sit when everything left me. I couldn't speak. I couldn't see. I couldn't move. The last thing I heard before darkness completely left me was my name coming from the other end of the phone...
pretendingoristhisrealstrugglemydefinitionstheroseandfirepretendingorist hisrealstruggle
How do you like it? I know I said a lemon would be in this chapter but in the middle of writing it I decided against it. Sorry. I hope your not upset. Please review, rate, and give suggestions. Don't forget to read my other stories! Thank you.
VB
By: Vapid Breath
Disclaimer: I do not own YYH or any other anime.
Warnings: This story contains yaoi, cursing, attempted suicide, and maybe character death. That is a big maybe.
Author's note(s): I hope that it isn't to short. I'm trying to update whenever possible. I won't have any updates after Thursday until Tuesday.
Chapter Four
"Hiei, is something wrong?" I can feel your warm breath caressing my parted lips. I need to kiss you again. I need to regain the connection we had. I need you.
Instead of answering your question, I did what you didn't several moments ago and let actions speak louder than words. I grind by hips down hard. I moaned in satisfaction as you rubbed back. I stop a moment and almost laugh at your puzzled look.
"I want your close off."
"You seem like the blunt type." I started to make a witty remark. Something like how could it be blunt if I already have your legs spread. But I decided against it. I didn't want to hurt you.
I climbed off you and stood beside the bed. I slipped off my black sleeveless shirt and watched as you unbuttoned you green shirt. It is amazing how much it matches your eyes. I've never seen something as alluring as your magnificent orbs.
I was starting on my pants when a light was cast through your bedroom window and the sound of a car pulling up was heard. I looked to you for an explanation and saw both embarrassment and fear. Fear. Something I've seen in everyone's eyes. Except mine. Fear is but a four letter word.
"You have to go! My mother is home!" I hurriedly pulled my shirt on and rushed down the stairs. I grabbed my shoes as the knob to the front door began to turn. I ran back upstairs to your room.
"How am I supposed to get out?" My voice still had it's cold tone.
"Can you climb? Go out the window." I did as told without so much a look back or even a good-bye. I had too many thoughts to put together.
*****-----*****-----*****
Fifteen minutes later I was home. I unlocked the front door and went inside. I didn't bother taking my shoes off. I made sure the door was locked before going upstairs. Reaching the first room I opened the door. I peered inside and look over at the sleeping form lying peacefully on a bed. She was beautiful. The complete opposite of me. Everything I've wanted to be and at the same time everything I wanted to destroy. She was pure, innocent, light. My sister. Yukina.
I closed the door and continued on my way to my room. I walked inside and kicked off my shoes. I pulled off my shirt and walked to my bed. There I just collapsed. I was too tired to do anything else. I wasn't physically tired. I was mentally exhausted.
I had too many things to worry about. I had to maintain a certain grade average because of my constant playing with the law. I'd been to the juvenile detention facility several times. I was a fire starter. I had a thing for the blaze. It was captivating and dangerous at the same time. It gave me the rush I needed.
Another thing that gave me a rush was fear. The look of pure fear in the eyes of someone I detest. Only those of little mind fear. Fear is but a four letter word. Those who live in fear shall never rise to the pressures of life. Everyone fears me. Except Yukina. Except him.
Yukina. It was strange how I met her. I'd been disowned by my mother and never met my father. When I found out I had a twin sister that my mother kept I began a frantic search for her. All of my search was useless. It turned out she'd been looking for me too. Neither of us found each other the way we expected. We met at an ice-cream parlor. Who would have thought that my love for ice cream would bring me to my long lost sister? We bought a house together and have been with each other ever since. All my life she had been the only person to ever tear down the wall around my heart. It took her a long time. Kurama has just begun.
So many things come to mind when I think of Kurama. He feels me with so many emotions. Hatred, love, lust, anger, and many more. I want to hold him and make love to him and at the same time I wish to kill his light that dares to invade my darkness.
Not to long ago someone told me that suicide wasn't a choice. That it was something that happened when a person exceeded resources for coping with pain. I've always wondered if it were true. If people would blame me for my own death.
Gaining some energy I lifted myself up and stood. I walked over to my mirror and reached behind it. I pulled out a small bag filled with many colors of pills. I searched for my book bag to take out the bottle of water I had had earlier. Finding it I took it out and twisted the top off. I sat it down on a nearby desk. Looking through the bag of pills I took out three curvy blue ones. I don't even remember where I got them or if they are even from this year. I don't really care.
Popping all three in my mouth I grabbed my water and took a swallow. I frowned at the taste of the warm water bitter from just sitting out in the heat and the chalky taste of the pills. I went back to my bed and collapsed once again. I just laid there. I didn't try closing my eyes. I didn't try sleeping or even moving. I stared up at the ceiling beckoning it to burst into a thousand flames with my eyes.
I had no idea how long I had been laying there. Just staring. Not a single thought going through my mind. Finally I realized I wasn't going any where. Death was not around the corner looking for a moment to strike. I needed to speed things up. I once again heaved myself from my bed and went to my pills. I took out three more. They were square and a light brown. They were a lot stronger, I knew, than the other ones. I popped them into my mouth and drank some more water as I had done before.
I was about to go back to my bed when I heard the phone ringing. Sighing deeply I walked to the living room to answer it. I picked it up and said in an always cold voice, " Speak."
"Hello, Hiei. It's me. Kurama." He always calls at the worst time.
"What is it?"
"I- Well I wanted to apologize. I didn't expect my mother home so early." He went on to apologize and explaining things but I could understand what he was saying. I stumbled a bit, suddenly feeling very dizzy. The pills were taking affect quicker than I had thought.
I was about to sit when everything left me. I couldn't speak. I couldn't see. I couldn't move. The last thing I heard before darkness completely left me was my name coming from the other end of the phone...
pretendingoristhisrealstrugglemydefinitionstheroseandfirepretendingorist hisrealstruggle
How do you like it? I know I said a lemon would be in this chapter but in the middle of writing it I decided against it. Sorry. I hope your not upset. Please review, rate, and give suggestions. Don't forget to read my other stories! Thank you.
VB