Rated: R for use of language, sex scenes, drug use, and some violence.

Summary: Kurama and Yuusuke are just in a budding relationship, when Kurama is accepted into a study abroad program for college. How will their relationship hold up, and will they be able to keep their promise of love?

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho.

AN: This is the last chapter! And…you can’t blame me. I really had no interest in writing a sex scene and really you guys are lucky I found the inspiration to finish this up at all. Never the less enjoy. For those perverted few (or not so few) I am sorry. If you want sex look forward to some of my future works. Fragments (which will be posted here when completely finished…hopefully before the end of the year).

Chapter 14 Confession and Forgiveness

(Kurama’s POV)

Somehow I had managed to fall asleep, emotionally and physically drained. I hadn’t even begun to dream however, when I was abruptly woken up. At first I couldn’t figure out what had startled me out of sleep, but then I heard the hard tapping again.

I sat up and my eyes instantly flew to my window. Heart hammering, I staggered to my feet and rushed to open it. Outside in my tree, was a crouching Yuusuke.

I tried to slide the pane up quietly so my family wouldn’t be alerted, and then backed up to give him room to step inside. Snapping the window shut again, I turn to study his face.

It is a quiet expression that makes me uneasy, but without anger it also gives me hope. He wouldn’t have come just to end it officially would he? He didn’t hate me so much as to wake me for such heartbreak, did he?

“Yuusuke?” My whispered voice sounds weak in the darkness. Vulnerable to what he might say. I dare not turn on my bedroom lights, but still I wish I could see his eyes more clearly.

He swallows and penetrates my gaze. “Talk. I want to know exactly what happened even…even if I don’t like it. I don’t want anymore secrets. Got it?” His voice is even and gives no room for argument. I wouldn’t even dream of it.

This could be my only chance.

He sits down on my rumpled bed and I hesitantly seat myself on the other end facing him. I inhale slowly and brace myself. Closing off emotions that might interrupt the things I need to say, I begin with a simple admission. “Before I start. I want to apologize for betraying you. I never wanted to hurt you the way I have now. Still…I assume all responsibly for what happened. Mistake or not, it was my fault.”

He remains silent and I begin to tell him the story. “Even though you said that it was alright to still spend time with Cade as a friend, I decided that it would be a poor idea. You see my first flaw was that I missed you terribly. His company reminded me of you, and I realized that that could be dangerous So after Halloween I avoided all his invitations.”

“But I became lonely, as pathetic as it sounds. Once finals were over, I had no more excuses left to keep him away, and Kiri was often gone. When he called, I accepted the offer to hang out.” He continues to be silent. I don’t know if I’m helping or hurting my chances at forgiveness, but never the less I continue.

“It was innocent enough. Shopping and talking like friends. I really felt no threat from him since he showed no interest in men, and I became lax in my defenses…and so it was my fault for what happened.” I frowned in sadness. “I was invited to watch a movie at his house and stupidly agreed. All was well until he offered me a refreshment. If I had been more aware of my surroundings…” I couldn’t keep myself from feeling a wave of emotions. “I should have realized something was amiss, that he couldn’t be trusted. I should have detected the drugs in the drink but I didn’t until it was too late.”

“He drugged you?” The astonished question. I ignore it. I need to finish my story.

“I gave little resistance after that. I hardly knew what was happening, the drugs messed with my mind, and I swear… I-I thought it was you.” I close my eyes to prevent tears that wish to fall. “Of course in the morning I realized the truth. I left, and in a fog managed to get back to my dorm. It was obvious what had happened, and Kiri graciously gave me her tickets back to Japan.”

I open my watery eyes to look at him pleadingly. “I just didn’t know how to tell you. Part of me hoped it would just go away. I never wanted to hurt you. Never.” I breathe heavily, trying to calm the surge of emotion tearing through me. “Please forgive me Yuusuke.”

There is more silence and I focus on his grim expression. Fire is burning in those eyes. “Kurama I can’t forgive you… because there is nothing to forgive. It wasn’t your fault what that asshole did. You should have just told me the truth in the first place.”

“But I should have realized-.”

“But you didn’t. It wasn’t your fault, and I won’t let you blame yourself any more. You didn’t betray me. As long as you love me, then you haven’t done anything wrong.” His voice portrays comfort, something I never expected. Even if I can’t put all the blame on Cade, Yuusuke had done so on his own.

“I do love you.”

“I love you too, despite how bad you are at choosing friends. And I’m sorry I wasn’t there to protect you.” I can’t handle the remorse that fills his face.

“No. The situation was beyond your control, and I didn’t display any of my own. It was a disaster that should have been avoided. I…I broke our promise, and for that I am most regretful.” I bow my head.

“Look, I don’t care about sex. I care about you.” Strong arms wrap around me and I sit stunned for a second before burrowing into the warmth. It feels so good to feel him again. To hear his heartbeat, and smell his clean masculinity.

“I missed you so much Yuusuke. I just want to be like this for a while,” I muffle into his shirt.

He pulls me to lay down with him, my body still held close to his. “Kurama I don’t want any more secrets. You said that when we were together again you would tell me everything, about your past, and even about this life. I want to know everything there is to know about you.”

I could have cried at the devotion in those sentences. That he still wanted me despite all that had happened. “Yuusuke, I will give you everything there is of me.”

And lying together like that, we did talk, sharing every bit of our souls without question. It was a true commitment in trust. The passion I felt just being held comforted me, and it was like all my past pains had never happened.

He was understanding of my guilt, my own contempt at my old life, and forgave my actions even when I could not. When I finally revealed all my secrets I knew there was nothing left between us, and we switched rolls. I then held him in patience as he told me his life story, listening to his struggles, and truly beginning to understand the man I loved.

It was like we were falling for each other for the very first time, but this time even stronger. And even as our words faded, and sleep took us, we refused to part from the warmth we had found together.

(Shiori’s POV)

I was worried about Shuuichi. My son had been acting strange ever since he had returned unexpectedly the previous day. He had seemed so detached and towards nightfall, even upset. Repeatedly I tried to ask him what was wrong, but he only passed his temperament off as being tired.

Maybe I was over reacting. It could very well have been sleep seeing as how he is still sleeping in his room even this late in the day. However a mother always knows, and that looks in his eyes was one of heartbreak, not exhaustion.

Now at nearly noon, I decide to go wake him up myself. I would get the truth out of him even if I had to be a little forceful. I just didn’t want my baby suffering. Untying my apron, since I had just made lunch, I swiftly ascend the stairs.

The house is quiet since my husband is out at the moment, and Little Suichi is at a friend’s comparing presents.

Forgetting to knock, I gently open the door. What I see surprises me. My son curled innocently on his side, his head tucked underneath Yuusuke’s chin, and both in each other’s arms. The scene is sweet. Shuuichi is in his bedclothes, but Yuusuke is still in his day clothes. It would be my guess that Yuu-chan had snuck in through the window.

Even though Shuuichi was an adult I was rather glad that I hadn’t just walked in on an even more compromising situation. I smile as I see Yuusuke’s eyes flicker open. They instantly focus on mine and he gives me a nervous look.

“Shiori…”

I put a finger to my lips to signal for him to be quiet and smile. It seems that Shuuichi had found a solution to his troubles all on his own. I wouldn’t have to pester him after all.

“When he wakes up, you two come downstairs and I’ll give you some lunch,” I whisper before leaving the room.

I couldn’t be happier.

(Yuusuke’s POV)

Smiling at Shiori’s immediate acceptance of what she walked in on, I glance down at my sleeping boyfriend’s face. His face is serene and beautiful, red hair falling over his back and my chest. I draw in the scent of roses and my heart nearly stops. God I had missed him.

“Hmm…” Kurama sighs, snuggling closer.

“Kurama,” I whisper, running my hands through that same hair I was admiring just moments before.

Sleepy eyes blink open and he looks up at me with the cutest expression. “That is the best I’ve slept in my entire life.”

I laugh and tighten my hold on his waist. “As much as I love this, your mom invited us down for some lunch, and I’m a little hungry.”

His eyes widen. “My mother saw us?”

I nod and then smile. “Don’t worry, if anything, she seemed elated to see us together. It must be a paternal thing.”

Sighing, Kurama is the first to release me, and gives me a quick peck on my lips. I could have tried for something more intimate but I didn’t know how bad my breath was, so I opted to just play along.

After we got up, I visited the bathroom to clean up, and was shortly followed by a dressed Kurama who did the same. Our silence was a content one, and I felt happier than I had in ages.

Downstairs Shiori had the table set for us, and the three of us adults had a pleasant lunch (or what I would have considered breakfast). Everything finally seemed right and I was amazed to think that I could have ever said I hated him just the day before.

(Kurama’s POV)

I walked leaning against Yuusuke’s side. It was snowing in the park, and we enjoyed the cold together. We were on the way to New Years Eve party at Kuwabara’s The both of us were ignoring the topic of what would happen at the end of break, and I was glad to let the topic slip from mind for the time being.

“Kurama, this wasn’t one of the greatest Christmases was it?”

I shake my head, “No. It was the worst.”

Yuusuke’s tilts his head. “I think it’s at a tie with the Christmas my mother decided to take me to sit on Santa’s lap and she was drunk off her ass. First she insists on going first, barfs on his lap, and then gets us hauled out of the mall for disrupting the public.” He laughs, “But I was just a kid then, so practically everything was devastating.”

“I’m sorry you never had a very good childhood,” I say apologetically.

“Nah, it made me stronger, and besides, now I have you. The sexiest man alive, who am I to complain?”

When we arrive at Kuwabara’s house, we help set up decorations and help greet everyone that arrives. When Keiko walks in, I greet her first. “Keiko, Yuusuke told me what you did for him…everything.”

She smiles, “Kurama as long as you treat him well, I can forgive you. Ever hurt him again and I will find a way to kill you.”

I pull the girl into a hug, shocking her. “Never again. Thank you so much for being there for him. I am forever indebted to you.”

Blushing like mad she turns to Yuusuke. “So I take it my advice worked then. You two worked things out?”

I adore the grin Yuusuke has on his face, also giving her a hug, and then thanking her.

When everyone is there we enjoy eating food, and catching up on old times. The night is long with us all celebrating surviving another year. At count down we all laugh together.

“10, 9, 8, 7, 6…” I catch Yuusuke’s eyes. “5, 4, 3, 2…”

The others shout one, as I pull our mouths together, locking lips and kissing him feverishly. I refuse to release him until the others begin to playfully toss popcorn at us, teasing us to get a room.

Later that night that is exactly were we end up. It’s a guest bedroom at the end of the hall, and we cuddle together on the bed talking.

“So Yuusuke, we made it into a New Year together. In fact this was the first holiday we spent together as a couple.” I’m resting between his legs, my back against his chest. I have to glance over my shoulder to see his eyes.

“Yeah, but I wish I would have gotten something for Christmas,” he sulks like a child.

“Well mister, I didn’t get anything either.”

“Not true,” He points out, “Shiori made you that awesome sweater.”

“You do know she made one for you too?” His face brightens.

“Really?”

“Oh yes. She couldn’t forget you in her sweater making. But still…those hardly count.” My voice changes, smoothing out in thought.

“It doesn’t?” he questions.

“No, in fact, I’m thinking I should make up for not giving you anything. How would you feel about a late Christmas present?” Surely he is catching on by now.

“I do like presents…”

“And I’m sure you’ll like this one the most.” Turning around I bring our lips together again, this time with the promise of more.

(AN: I bet some of you are ready to burn me at the stake for leaving it at that… all I can say is haha)

(Yuusuke’s POV)

I knew it was going to happen, and we both accepted it, even with a twinge of fear. Break was over, and Kurama needed to return to school. This time the whole group (with some exclusions) joined him at the airport for a farewell.

I was finding it extremely hard to say goodbye for a second time. It meant not seeing him for another five months. And over the last few nights, since we had moved into more physical aspects of our relationship, my body was protesting madly at the decision.

“Yuusuke… I’m going to miss you,” Kurama whispered to me. We couldn’t follow him all the way to his gate, so we were forced to say our good-byes now.

“I’m going to miss you and that pretty ass of yours too.” I wink to lighten the tightening in my chest, and force a smile. “This time just kill anyone that comes near you.”

“Of course.”

He moves on to hug his mother, stepfather, and step brother. Afterwards, Keiko and Kuwabara hug him as well. With thorough good-byes he returns to me one last time.

His eyes are sad, and he clasps my hand. He presses our two rings together in a silent pledge and gives me my last kiss. “I love you Yuusuke Uremeshi.”

“I love you too,” trying to keep from becoming a blubbering baby, I put on my usual tough act and continue, “Now you better hurry and get out of here or you’ll miss your flight.

He nods and walks off in the direction of his terminal. I lose his retreating back in the massive crowd and my shoulders drop in defeat.

“Let’s watch his plane take-off!” Suichi offers, already headed for the vast windows that give view to the planes on the runway. I pick out Kurama’s plane and watched it parked there silently.

Fifteen minutes later my stomach clenches as I see it pull away from the gate and get towed to the runway by one of those little trucks. And as the plane gains speed out on the black strip, I want to curse, and with a wavering motion it takes flight.

He’s gone.

“I’ll miss you…”

All a little sad, we walk away from the window and head towards the direction of the parking structure. My head is lowered and am barely watching were I’m going. We are just stepping into the elevator when I hear my name being shouted.

“YUUSUKE!”

“Hold the door!” I call wildly.

Ramming my foot in-between the two closing halves, I search the crowd anxiously. With a flash of red my thoughts are realized. He runs up panting, a smile broad on his face.

“Why didn’t you go?” I ask disbelieving what my eyes were telling me.

Throwing his arms around me, and finally allowing the elevator doors to shut (the relief of the waiting people inside), he kisses my cheek. “I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t leave you again.”

Pulling back he forces our eyes to meet intensely. “I want to make a new Promise yuusuke,” clasping our ringed hands again he goes on in a mere whisper. “I want to promise that we won’t ever let anything else ever come between us. I want to be yours too…I want.” He tries to control his racing mind. “I want to be more than just boyfriends. If you’ll have me Yuusuke, I want to make you happy forever. Please say you’ll be my partner.”

I didn’t care that the proposal was unconventional, that this could have been one of they least romantic places to ask such a question, or that some of the elevator occupants were staring at us oddly. I loved him and to hell with everybody else.

Gaping like a fish to come up with an eloquent reply, I give up. Instead going with a succinct “Hell yes!” Pulling him back into my arms I laugh joyously, and he joins me, the two of us completely forgetting the outside world.

THE END

…but WAIT, there is more…

So what happened to Kiri you may ask…

Kiri’s Epilogue

“Caitlin! OMFG!” I squealed in delight, peeling through the room trying to find were my girl was hiding away. Reaching the kitchen I practically threw the newspaper at her.

“What?”

“Read the front page!”

Nearly dancing on the spot I wait impatiently for her to read the headline.

“You are kidding…” She gasps.

“Its finally legal! In this very state!” I rip the paper from her hands and push her back against the counter. Once trapped, I kiss her with all the love and passion one midget lesbian can hold.

“So anyone can get a marriage license now?” she asks breathlessly.

“Mm Hm.” Nodding enthusiastically, my eyes light up. “Wanna get hitched? I know that I am supposed to go back to Japan in little over a week, but…I’ve been meaning to tell you that I decided to stay.”

“You are staying?” Her eyes widen.

“Yeah, and I have enough money in my trust fund that we could get a nice apartment together…and its not like my mom could really stop me…” Switching gears, I drop down to one knee, making me really short. “So, will you marry me?”

With a euphoric scream, she drops to the floor, where we have delicious, kinky, lesbian sex.

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“Baby, what are you doing?” Caitlin comes in behind me, and wraps her arms around my waist. We wear matching rings (not diamonds though. I hate diamonds).

I save the scanned file into my laptop and then proceed to e-mail it to my mother. “Oh, nothing. I just decided to send my mom an early birthday present.”

Smirking evilly, I remove our marriage certificate from the scanner.

AN: Yes, I know it isn’t really legal for Gay marriage in California, but a girl can dream can’t she?

The end…?

YES!!!! Finally. Now people can stop harassing me! YAY!

No, really I love every single person that ever read this story, all my beautiful reviews, and some of the more fanatical begging poor fans had to go through to get me to finish this story. I might not really consider this story one of my better works, but all the support really made me feel loved.

…And to my credit…I actually managed NOT to barf at some of those sappy moments I wrote in my delirium.