Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Wake Me Up ❯ Snow White Woke Up ( Chapter 2 )

Snow White

Disclaimer: Yu Yu Hakusho doesn't belong to me and I make no money from this work of fanfiction at all.

Kuwabara ran like hell was on his heels, because in a sense it was.

He couldn't let Urameshi see him- he'd do worse than kick his ass. Urameshi'd kill him deader than he'd been. The red haired man swore loudly as he wondered why the hell he'd done it. The dream had been stupid, but the opportunity had been there. Dammit, why Urameshi? The eternal thorn in his side? The bastard who dared to challenge him then beat him, over and over again? The person who had dared him to get better?

The youngster's face twisted into a scowl, his homely face becoming almost frightening.

Why'd it have to be the bishonen?

His heart had instinctively protested, seeing Urameshi lying so still. The man should have been up, taunting him with his skill…

… And beauty.

Damn him anyways.

Damn it, it just hadn't been RIGHT to see him like that! Old stories he'd been told as a child, of the one lying sleeping being awoken by a prince. The scowl on his face lightened a bit with a touch of humor. Kuwabara, despite his personal code, his honor and his manhood, was no prince. Certainly not a handsome one. He'd not missed the scorn the girls showed him…

Damn Urameshi anyways for making him keep fighting him. Making him have to keep proving himself. Damn him…

He had wanted to think of stronger words, but using the term 'fuck' just seemed wrong at the moment. Part of him wanted to use it too much, which was the real problem.

His stupid turf war with the rivaling gangs had been getting worse because of Urameshi's absence. He had to keep his grades up because that asshole teacher was still trying to get rid of him. His sixth sense had been freaking him out lately, acting up at odd hours. On top of this…

On top off all the other crap in his life, he realized he LIKED Urameshi.

Urameshi had been lying there with just a spark needed to wake him up…

So he'd kissed him.

The gods hated him, and were laughing behind their hands at him. He just knew it…

~*~*~*~*~*~

Koenma was laughing his diapered butt off as he watched the events unfold.

"This isn't really funny sir," Botan said, waving her pink sleeves about in exasperation. Really, her boss could be so childish.

"But its so hilarious, Botan!" cackled the godling. "I mean, think about it, Kuwabara running away while Yuusuke has no clue about what really happened. He still thinks that Keiko woke him up! BWHAHAHAHA! And Kuwabara is convinced that Yuusuke is going to kill him! MWHAHAHAHAHAHA! And YUUSUKE has NO CLUE that the oaf loves him!"

"Loves him?" Botan said, suddenly concerned for her project. The affection and caring between Keiko and Yuusuke had been obvious to her- but now that she thought about it…

"How will this affect his becoming a Spirit Detective?" she worried.

"I have no idea," Koenma muttered, finally coming down from his laughter but having aftershocks of giggles. He sucked thoughtfully on his favorite pacifier. "Until Yuusuke finds out, it shouldn't be a problem, but we don't need him killing anyone yet."

"You don't know that he will," Botan carefully pointed out, rocking from foot to foot. There had been a grudging respect growing within the poor dead boy for the large carrot top over the time he'd been a spirit.

"I do know that he will find the concept of another guy having romantic feelings for him hard. I know that if he does at all reciprocate- he'll deny it. Plus, he's got Keiko."

"It's a distraction he doesn't need," muttered Botan and sighed. "How do we clean this mess up?"

~*~*~*~*~*~

"Nice kiss," Yuusuke heard himself say, as Keiko hugged him in relief, sobbing into his shoulder- then stiffened suddenly.

"What kiss?" she asked, tempted to take the credit for whatever it was that had happened, but too honest otherwise.

"Someone had to kiss me, donate a bit of their life energy to get me back in my body," Yuusuke said, looking confused.

"When I got in here you were already starting to wake up," Keiko explained, mentioning her mother's cryptic words.

Yuusuke frowned. There was something he was missing, he was sure of it. If Keiko hadn't been the one to wake him up… who had? Why wasn't this person still there? If it had been his mother, she'd have stuck around, not to mention she'd have left him smelling like booze. That left only one person, the only other person to in fact know he was still alive…

The recently revived boy turned an interesting shade of green. Kuwabara. It had to be.

Yet, why had the other guy run off like that?

Yuusuke clutched his head. Thinking like this gave him a headache.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Being alive was GREAT.

His feet suck to the ground, he could badmouth people and dammit, he could PUNCH again! How could things get better? Being dead was a drag…

He could feel again! He remembered… feeling… Then he was confused again. He could remember the utterly gentle if somewhat clumsy kiss that woke him up, the first true feeing he had experienced since his death- and he was still freaked out.

Scowling behind his sunglasses, he realized that his first kiss had been with a guy. Yuusuke felt the sudden desperate need for mouthwash.

"Hey, where you goin'?" snapped a tall boy, whom Yuusuke had accidentally walked in to. His friend came over to try to help in menacing Yuusuke... and it didn't work.

"You can see me?" the dark haired boy said, eyes watering. "You can see me and I can punch you?"

"Erk," the first punk squeaked, backing away. "We'll leave you alone... I won't waste my time on a crazy guy."

The two walked quickly away, staring at Yuusuke who was giggling like a maniac, listening to them mutter about a turf war and Kuwabara acting weird since that Urameshi kid had kicked the bucket...

Walking down the street, a whispered word from someone in an alley drew his attention.

"Hello, young one," said a woman; at least, he thought it was a woman. She was so wrapped up in sheets that he couldn't tell for sure. This walking laundry pile seemed to be grinning at him... and he didn't quite like it.

She had started waving her hands over a crystal ball, and he wondered what he was doing there...

"You have just returned from a perilous journey," the sheet lady said in an overly dramatic tone. "You have overcome many dangers, and love returned you to where you belong..."

Yuusuke wondered what she had been smoking.

"You still have many trials left to come, and you will have your love by your side," she kept muttering, and Yuusuke hoped it was right, having Ku- Keiko around for a while would be nice.

"And-"

"Lady, I really would like to spend some more time in my R&R," he finally broke in. This lady needed her medication. "I have places to go, bye."

Walking past the cafe that the earlier punk had mentioned when dissing Kuwabara, Yuusuke bristled, but was also curious. What had he missed while he'd been dead? And why would someone be stupid enough to get on Kuwabara's bad side?

Well, going into that coffee shop would be a good way to find out. Easing in, he took a booth and hid his face behind a newspaper and ordered some tea, covertly watching the group that had been moving into his (Kuwabara's) turf. It didn't occur to him to wonder why he felt so protective of his rival.

The head idiot over on the other side of the cafe mentioned getting Kuwabara to steal some comic books, making Yuusuke snort. Didn't they know the dufus was too honorable to steal?

About to get up and leave, Yuusuke blinked at the pack's leader. The guy had horns? Wasn't there a perverted joke in there somewhere?

The door's bell rattled as another customer flung open the door, revealing Kuwabara... who looked royally pissed off.

For a moment, when the red head threw down those comics, Yuusuke felt completely and utterly betrayed. Kuwabara couldn't have abandoned his code like that! He wouldn't let him!

Then the punk with glasses started grousing about a receipt, letting out the tension in Yuusuke's shoulders. The dark boy didn't know why he felt so relieved. He nearly burst out laughing immediately afterwards when he discovered the cause of Kuwabara's predicament.

A kitten?

A KITTEN?

All that for a small furry animal that had fleas and god knows what? Something that-

-That couldn't help itself, needed a guardian, and precisely the kind of situation likely to appeal to Kuwabara's protective instincts. Like Keiko had been. Like himself, a distant part of him noted.

Yuusuke promptly shut that part up.

The group of boys left, and Yuusuke got up to follow, wondering why. Kuwabara could handle this himself, he thought. Really.

Mad at himself and how things were going, Yuusuke slouched off after them- getting there in time to beat the snot out of the guy who was about to kill the kitten.

"Bastard," he growled at the guy while snagging the cat. The little thing squirmed, mewling pitifully while Kuwabara called out its name.

Brawl started, Yuusuke did what he loved: he kicked ass.

"Hold him," he ordered, thrusting the kitten at his rival, and went back to fighting.

"Hey, Eikichi is a girl!" Kuwabara yelled after Yuusuke, who really didn't care, he was after the gang's leader.

Yuusuke felt his temper build. Little damned horned bastard, trying to corrupt the big lug! Asshole...

POW!

Gang leader met Yuusuke's fist. Four eyes went down, Four eyes... had a... little demon? Whatever it was, it crawled out of his mouth, trying to escape. The formerly dead kid reached for it, and it slid from his hands a few times, wriggling like a live fish. Ewww, he winced. It was slimy, too.

"What are you, and why were you doing that to Kuwabara?" he snarled, roaring mad. The imp-thing didn't answer, still shocked that a mortal of all things had seen him.

"I'll ask you again- WHAT DID YOU WANT WITH KUWABARA?"

This produced more wiggling. After a struggle, it finally answered.

"I wanted to corrupt the little boy," it hissed spitefully. "His heart and soul were in turmoil and his mind was weak..."

Growling, at it, Yuusuke was about to step on the critter when he was stopped- by the fortuneteller from earlier?

"Thank you, Yuusuke, you've saved the Spirit World a great deal of trouble with this demon," she said, smiling behind her sheets.

"Uh, do I know you?" he asked, scratching his head with his free hand.

"I should HOPE so," giggled the woman, removing her cloak to show- Botan. "I'll take this little trouble maker back to Spirit World for Judgment, and we can talk about your new job!"

"New job?" Yuusuke blinked. What job? Wasn't he going to get to relax after being dead?

"Of course, of course!" the cheerful Grim Reaper waved him off. "You're going to be a Spirit Detective. Since being dead, you can see the demons and spirits that would escape normal human notice and work in the living world."

The little demon stopped squirming and started cursing his luck. Why'd he have to run into someone who could sense him?

"This fellow is wanted for possessing humans and burrowing into their souls and bringing out the worst aspect of them."

Looking down at the demon, Yuusuke shook his head. "He'd have gotten what he'd deserved if he tried to possess Kuwabara- a self righteous idiot without an evil bone in his body. He'd have been covered in cat fur or so sick that he'd have left within an hour…"

Giggling loudly, Botan took hold of the tiny demon and flew away, leaving Yuusuke to wonder at this new crap to enter his life.

To be continued!

Yeah, there is a point to me mentioning the demon trying to possess Kuwabara. He's got pretty much untrained psychic talents- which means he's open to anything that could come along, which will make for a few interesting twists later.