Hello and welcome to the fifth installment of Ideal Match! This chapter is surprisingly longer than my others, which is fine with me. I hope you enjoy the story so far and I promise I will try to update faster! Remember to read and review!

Chapter 5: The Adjustment

Life has eased to a gradual and rather comfortable routine since Botan moved in with Kurama. The strangeness and uneasiness of the beginning days slowly diminish, allowing the couple to interact more normally and intimately. It was a great adjustment to figure out when the other sleeps, what they like to eats and how they live their lives. A simple routine was established regarding the chores that were expected of them to perform. Botan would cook and do laundry while Kurama would take out the trash, do the dishes and mow the lawn. The other chores were rotated between them.

It was been roughly a week since the two moved in together and they accustomed themselves to living like a couple rather than two separate individuals trying to survive under the same roof. During this time, they rarely venture outside the confinement of their house, expect for grocery shopping.

They learned some important things regarding each other mannerisms. Like how Botan was a morning person while Kurama gets incredibly irritable if he doesn't get at least two cups of strong tea in the morning. Another important revelation was that Botan loved to blast music while she's taking a shower or a bath and Kurama is addicted to watching the popular American television show House MD.

The blasting of the music from the upstairs bathroom drowned out the sound of the show that Kurama was trying to watch. He's grown use to the rather eccentric mannerisms of his fiancée in the past few days, but it was still a great adjustment to live with someone again. His mother, his step-father and step-brother moved out a few months ago, thus leaving him the house as they move to a house closer to his step-father's new job. He just adjusted to living alone, only to have to re-adjust to living with someone again was rather strange.

Currently he was trying to watch a show on decorating very elaborate cakes. He didn't understand why people were willing to order and pay for such flamboyant creations only to eat it after. He thought it was a waste of time and effort and yet he has fascinated. His eyes were glued to the screen when they started to add subtle details to this weird shaped cake, suddenly transforming it to a boat on the high seas. Kurama was so intently focused to the screen that he almost missed the rapid succession of the doorbell and constant knocking. He would have missed it over the blaring of music and the volume of the television if he didn't have his overly sensitive hearing.

Placing the remote on the couch, he slowly backed toward the door, all the while trying to keep the television screen in his vision so that he doesn't miss an important addition to the cake. When he reached the entrance, he reluctantly tore his eyes from the screen and refocused it on the door before he proceeded to open it.

Before him was Yusuke, hand raised and poised to knock again. Without an invitation or indication from Kurama to enter, Yusuke swept into the house. The frantic complaints and worries annotates continued to spill from Yusuke's mouth until he registered the television on and the blaring of the speakers upstairs.

"Wow Kurama, wasting energy much?" Yusuke's eyes instantly focus on the show that was playing. "I didn't know you were the fruity type that gets a kick watching those cooking shows."

Kurama just ignored Yusuke as he closed the door behind him. "What brings you here Yusuke?"

"Can't a guy just come and visits his friend?"

Kurama just continued to stare at Yusuke, one of his eyebrows arched up in a questionable and disbelieving manner.

Yusuke releases a pent out sigh before making his way toward the couch and collapsing on the cream leather cushions. "We still haven't made up yet. I didn't know what I did, but whatever it was she's still pissed off about it. She refuses to answer my calls and when I go to the restaurant to apologize to her she ignores me. I just don't know what to--"

Suddenly a load melodious tune, indicating a cell phone call, was heard coming from upstairs. Following it by a sharp banging sound and a faint shriek, Yusuke stared up the stairs in confusion before turning to coffee colored eyes back to Kurama.

"What the hell is going on up there? Better yet, who the hell is up there? I thought your family moved out?" Suddenly a sly look appeared on Yusuke's face as he stood up and walked toward Kurama. He then proceeded to pat (pound would have been a more accurate word) him proudly on the back. "I didn't you know you had it in you Kurama! Bringing a girl over when you just found out that you were engaged. Is this some last stand to remember before trading in your title as confirmed bachelor to fiancé?"

"I'm doing no such thing Yusuke, so get your filthy mind out of the gutter. Let's back up to the problem at hand regarding you and Keiko." Yusuke reluctantly nodded his agreement before Kurama proceeded to speak. "You have no inkling whatsoever about what you did this time to provoke anger from her."

"I did nothing!"

"Yusuke, you must have done something wrong if she's been fuming at you for over a week now. Keiko has a very forgiving nature; you must have done something to invoke this angry wrath from her."

"I can't remember!"

"Then my friend, you must learn to grovel and beg for her forgiveness. Better yet shower her with gifts and apologizes to indicate your sincere, and might I suggest very pathetic, apology."

Yusuke groaned as he slid deeper into the couch. Sentimental gestures were not his forte. Beat the living crap out of someone for insulting Keiko, sure that was simple but doing anything that was remotely romantic just stumped him.

"What do you suggest I do Kurama? I can't stand the silent treatment anymore! You have to help me plan something, I'm desperate!" The poor teen proceeded to kneel over and cover his face with his hands in frustration.

"Write a poem? Better yet, might I suggest singing a song? Choose a song with lyrics that would convey your heartfelt apology and applies to the situation that you're undergoing." Kurama suggested thoughtfully. Even as he spoke he could see the horror being reflected through the spirit detective's mind.

"But that's embarrassing as hell! I, the great Urameshi Yusuke, am being forced to sing a song--"

"I'm not forcing you to do anything Yusuke. I'm just merely suggesting that you serenade to her a song that would lend a sweeter and sophisticated finesse to your language. It would also be highly romantic gesture, if done correctly."

"And what song would you suggest, oh great master of love?" Yusuke asked as his voiced filled with sarcasm. He groaned again, he couldn't believe that he was considering taking this seriously.

"Well I can't think of a song at this very moment, perhaps you should go home and research one?"

Yusuke groaned even louder than before. He couldn't believe how much of his pride and ego he was willing to sacrifice for Keiko and to top it off he had to research? A stupid love song nonetheless! If any one of his enemies find out what he was considering he might as well dig his own grave due to the humiliation.

"Kurama I don't think I can--" Suddenly the shrieking sound before reemerged. Only to be occupied by the opening and slamming of doors and running.

Kurama fixed his eyes on the stairs and sighed, he then turning his attention back at his miserable friend. "Who knew that the great Urameshi Yusuke was scared to sing a love song to the women he loves."

Yusuke abruptly stood up and glared at Kurama. "I'm not scared! I'm just--"

They were once again interrupted by footsteps running down the stairs and the repeated chanting of the phrase "I'm late!" over and over again. When the interrupter reached the bottom of the stairs she proceeded to run toward the front door, only to stop when she spotted the two boys in the living room.

Yusuke just stared in shock, his coffee eyes widen in disbelief. Before him stood the blue haired deity that disappeared nearly a year ago. Everyone panicked and was in shock for nearly a month at the sudden and mysterious disappearance of their friend, only to have her remerged and in Kurama's house nonetheless. That was one of the last places he would think she would be.

Botan stared at the two boys lounging in the living room; the reason why she was rushing out completely escaped her mind as she went into automatic hostess mode. She graced the black haired stranger with a smile before making her way toward the pair.

"Shuichi, why don't you introduce me to your friend?" She smiled sweetly again as she stared at her fiancé for a proper introduction.

"Of course, forgive me. Botan this is my friend Urameshi Yusuke. Yusuke this is my fiancée Kazuwaki Botan."

Botan put forth her hand and waited for the male named Yusuke to reach for it, and he did, although rather hesitantly. "It's such a pleasure to meet one of Shuichi's friends! I hope we could learn to be good friends as well."

"I do too--"

Suddenly the melodious tune from before erupted and filled the room, Botan flushed from embarrassment as she pulled out her cell phone. A quick conversation was exchanged, with Botan's face deepening in color before she said goodbye.

"I'm so sorry for the interruption, but my friends are waiting outside to pick me up. I'm late as it is. You have to come over for dinner sometime." She smiled sweetly at Yusuke before turning toward her fiancé, her sweet smile turned flirtatious.

"So how do I look Shuichi? Does my appearance deem worthy enough of being your future bride?" She knew exactly what to say to bring forth that adorable look of embarrassment that made him look more youthful and boyish, and she wasn't disappointed. As if on cue, her handsome fiancé flushed and looked down in embarrassment.

When he composed himself enough from her question, he gifted her with a roguish smile and amused emerald eyes. His eyes drank in the lovely sight of Botan. Her shoulder length hair was in a side ponytail and she was dressed in a pastel pink tank top with a white cardigan and tan shorts. "If I said yes, what reward would I get for pacifying my beautiful bride-to-be?"

"You'll get--"

Streams of constant banging and ringing of the doorbell followed, along with shouts of Botan's name were heard. Botan flushed again, looking at the door in obvious mortification before turning to look at Shuichi. She leaned forward, placed a quick kiss on his cheek before informing him not to wait up. She shouted a quick goodbye before disappearing through the door.

A few moments of silence followed, with both Yusuke and Kurama staring at the door that Botan departed from. Yusuke was still befuddled, confused and excited at what occurred in the span of less than ten minutes.

"So that's your fiancée?"

"Yes."

"And she's Botan?"

"It would appear so."

"And she just kissed and flirted with you?"

"I suppose."

Yusuke grinned, happy to know that at least one of his friends wasn't having relationship problems. Besides, he'll deal with the excitement of Botan returning later, right now he had his own problems to deal with. "Now that we cleared that up, let's move to a more important and demanding problem."

Kurama lifted a perfectly arched eyebrow in obvious confusion, "And what problem would that be again?"

"Me picking out a stupid love song to sing."

Thanks for all the reviews and encouragement, sorry for the grammar mistakes and whatnots. I can never seem to catch my own mistakes! I already have an idea played out on what is going to happen next, so let's hope I don't get sidetracked and start writing other stories!