Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho, or a plasma TV, or a hamster.

A/N: I got bored a few weekends ago, and the result was this story. I will be posting a chapter, hopefully, once a week. This was written as a fun, care-free story, and I do hope you all enjoy it as such.

Flamers will be fed to my pet….umm….Aragorn. Yes, that is right. Aragorn. From Lord of the Rings. My pet. He'll all…..kill you and stuff. With his sword. Because it was renewed. So don't flame!

A/N: 08/10/05 – Well, I’ve decided to edit this story. No dramatic changes though. Just little things that have bugged me. I don’t know if anyone even noticed them but me.

Anyway, I just wanted to take this time here to thank everyone who’s read this little story of mine, and I’d especially like to thank everyone who took the time to review. Ya’ll make me so happy.

Also, I don’t really have plans to write a sequel. Sorry, everyone. But if this idea of mine sparked an idea in any of you, feel free to run with it! I promise not to sue.

Sentimental Titles

By: TouchofViolet

Chapter One

Calling Godfather

In the suburbs of Tokyo sat a small yellow house with a bright brown roof and a wide porch. Being in the heart of suburbia, as it was, it was really only used for one purpose—housing a family. And not just any family, no. This small yellow house with a bright brown roof and a wide porch housed the Urameshi family.

"Honestly, Yusuke, he can't just call 'godfather'." Keiko said, tucking her legs, clad in blue plaid pajama pants, beneath her. She took a large bite of the sandwich she had just made. "He just can't."

"Well, obviously he can," Yusuke argued, rocking in (what else?) the rocking chair, and rubbing small circles on his son's back, "because….he did. Remember? When he first found out you were pregnant."

She waved her sandwich in the air, "That doesn't mean it counts for anything!"

He closed his eyes and rested his cheek against his sleeping son's head. Keiichi was only three months old and already he had brown hairs growing. Yusuke felt a gentle smile take over his lips. He could feel Keiichi's warm, baby breath on his neck. His hands grabbed fistfuls of Yusuke's white shirt, and his little heartbeat thumped against Yusuke's chest. Carefully, he hugged his son tighter to him.

"Kuwabara is my best friend." he stated, looking over at the chair next to him, taken by his beautiful wife. "Sure, he's a little….I don't know, insane. But he's a good guy, and he loves our kid almost as much as we do. Plus….he did call it."

Keiko sighed, and watched a red car drive by. With a thoughtful look on her face, she looked up at the setting sun. They spent almost every sunset out on their porch nowadays. "I understand all that, Yusuke. But both Botan and Kurama have hinted that they would like the roll of godparent. And Koenma has even come out and asked! It really wouldn't be fair to turn down Koenma….after all the strings he pulled getting us this house; and the whole 'allowing you to come back to life' thing."

"That was YEARS ago!" Yusuke defended, "Completely non-relevant."

Keiko glared at him before finishing off her sandwich. "It's not that I don't want Kuwabara to be Keiichi's godfather. It's that I'm not sure if he's the perfect choice….or if it's even fair to our other friends. It isn't like he's married or anything….he'd just be a single dad. And…..is he….ready for that?"

Yusuke sighed and shook his head. "I really shouldn't tell you this…."

"Tell me what?" Keiko asked quizzically, studying her husband.

He blew the hair out of his face and leaned his head against the back of the rocking chair. Lazily he looked over at the brown eyed girl he had married. "Promise you won't tell anyone?" He more demanded than asked.

She gave a hesitant nod. "I promise, Yusuke."

"You know that Kuwabara and I are hanging out tomorrow…..but really we're going to go shopping. That…sounds so gay." Yusuke grinned to himself and rested his cheek against Keiichi again. "But he wants me to help him pick out an engagement ring….for Yukina."

Keiko let out what can only be described as an earth-shattering gasp. She jumped to her feet, her big brown eyes aglow with joy. "SERIOUSLY!" She exclaimed and made a B-line for the door to get into the house. "I have to call some-"

Just as her fingertips touched the doorknob she froze. She cleared her throat and tucked some loose strands of hair behind her ears. Quietly she walked back over to her chair and slowly sat down.

"Whoops," Keiko whispered.

Yusuke let out a long, exaggerated grunt. "Did you hear that, Keiichi?" He asked their still sleeping son, though how he managed to stay asleep was anyone's guess. "'Whoops' she says. 'Whoops'!"

"Yusuke!" Keiko exclaimed, hitting his arm playfully. "I didn't actually call someone."

He looked at her, pretend horror and shock on his handsome features. "As if that makes every-"

Keiko cut him off with a kiss.