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Disclaimer: Yu Yu Hakusho © Yoshihiro Togashi.

More Than Misfits

By Zelia Theb

"So," muttered Kurama between moans and kisses, "what are you looking for with this anyway?"

Yusuke replied in a similar fashion. "Whaddya mean?"

"What I mean is-" Yusuke began working on his neck. "Why do you want to have a relationship with me?"

"Mmm."

"Do you want to grow up, get married, and have children? Or is just because you want someone to fool around with?"

"We can't have kids."

"Depends on which legend you read." Another kiss.

"Hmm?"

"Well." Kurama stopped and propped himself up. "Very little is known about the Youkos, so different legends and myths get circulated around."

The detective was interested. "Like what?"

"Oh, you know. Mostly revolving around the males of our race. Like males can get pregnant, be in heat-"

"In heat?" The human teen struggled to remember any classes he might have attended having to do with biology. "I thought that only happened to females?"

"Me too," concurred the red-head. "If anyone even thought about how the female sexual cycle worked they would realize that it would be impossible for a male of any species to go into heat, unless of course they asexually reproduced, or something else of that nature."

"What about seahorses?"

"Technically, they do 'get pregnant' but the eggs still come from the female. If the organs were truly exchanged then the scientists would have named the male the female and vice versa."

"Oh." Yusuke was lost. "What else?"

"Well, there are theories that a Youko's blood is poison, addictive, acidic, magical, or all four. I've also heard that it's the perfect sugar substitute for baking."

Yusuke looked at his half-eaten brownie and paled.

"Don't worry. I tried that one last week and it just made my cookies taste like copper." Green eyes stared up in thought. "Of course, I am in a human form now..." His eyes glanced down again. Yusuke took on a previously unknown shade of white.

"Skip the food myths, please."

"That doesn't leave much left, aside from tales of erectile dysfunction."

A grope. Kurama's eyes instantly grew wide. Yusuke laid nearly motionless beneath him, color flushing his cheeks again and grinning.

"Doesn't feel like that one's true."

"No, no it's not," Kurama murmured, leaning back down to re-initiate what they had started.

But the Universe really begged for an answer to that question.

"Mmm...Yusuke?"

"Mmmhmm."

"Can you answer my question?"

Just when they were getting to the good part. Yusuke was determined to speed head-on into Kurama, but was getting blocked at every move. He hadn't even been able to get the fox's pants unzipped, and that was bad considering he performed sleight of hand for a living (or more correctly, stealing).

"I don't know," he replied with honesty. "Does it matter?"

"A little," Kurama answered with a nibble.

"There aren't myths about Youkos mating for life, are there?"

"Mostly about having several and often more than one at once."

A brief thought occurred to Yusuke, but he quickly shook it off. He figured that sex with Hiei would last less than a second. Mostly because Hiei might kill him first, but also because the little guy was pretty famous for his quick thrusting speed.

"I don't know."

Kurama sat both of them up. Yusuke's head was resting on the wall and gazing out of the window.

"Are you just curious?"

The detective said nothing. It was hard to say no to that, what with the bumping of uglies through their pants and all, but in reality he really didn't know. As usual, he wasn't thinking when he got into this situation; the only planning he ever did involved getting Kurama alone with him.

"Because," explained the demon, placing a palm on Yusuke's chest, "I wouldn't want to do anything further if that was the case. I would never want something serious between us to ruin our friendship."

Yusuke's head darted away from the window and met Kurama's eyes with a deep gaze.

"It isn't that," he said, inching his nose closer to the other's before engaging in another kiss.

Kurama fell into it as well, and began massaging Yusuke's groin vigorously. He had his own set of dubious M-rated plans that he wanted carried out immediately. When he felt he was ready, he slightly undid Yusuke's jeans with his left hand while he pulled them down with his right. His only obstacle now was a tented pair of paisley boxers.

"Funny," Yusuke panted, "how parents...are always...conveniENTLY...gone...when-"

"Shuichi!"

"Mother!" Kurama gasped in a soft whisper.

He quickly patted Yusuke down, in order to help him back into his jeans, but failed. It would not go down that easy. He and Yusuke exchanged shrugs and looks until finally, Yusuke just pulled up his jeans and tucked in.

"Your hair!"

Kurama began to frantically comb through his hair with his hands, while Yusuke did the same to readjust his own tresses. By the time Shiori had found her way into her son's bedroom, the two were sitting quietly on the bed reading manga.

"Oh, hello Mother," said Kurama.

"Hello Shuichi, Yusuke. It smells lovely in the house today. Did you bake something?"

"We made brownies. Please, try them."

"Thank you, Shuichi," she replied with that classic eye-closing smile. Had they been open she would have seen Yusuke frantically shaking his head "no" to warn her about the sweet poisonous blood that the chocolate may have been contaminated with. "I'll leave you boys be. Yusuke, would you like to stay for dinner?"

"Sure."

"Wonderful! I will call you two down when it is ready. I hope that the two of you didn't fill up too much on brownies."

"We wouldn't dream of it, mother."

Shiori laughed. "I will be downstairs. Have fun!"

"We will!" said Yusuke, anticipating another make-out fest. A paranoid Kurama would have none of it.

"What if she hears us?"

"So what?"

"So what?" Kurama exclaimed. "You're out of your mind, Mister Urameshi. It's bad enough you started this."

Yusuke was so innocent! How dare Kurama accuse him of starting it! If Kurama weren't so damn hot to begin with, he'd be busy trying to molest a nagging Keiko right now!

"Don't give me that look, Yusuke."

"What look?"

"You brought these mangas over on purpose. As soon as you found out that my mother wasn't home, you took advantage of me."

Yusuke closed the comic, injuring the faces of the characters inside. "Am I stupid, or did you not just nearly have me naked in your bed? You're the one who got carried away. I mean, you never even said 'yes' yet!"

"You never answered my question." Hah! That oughta show the detective.

"No way, I definitely answered your question. I said, 'It isn't that.' Remember?"

"I shall not admit to any lascivious behavior while my mother is near."

Yusuke would have none of this. He was horny. So much so, that the Universe briefly considered inventing a black bar generator just so that Yusuke could still get away with a PG-13 or similar rating for this particular saga of his life. Plus, Kurama's response didn't exactly make sense.

"It's not like that's all I want outta you." It was just the majority of what he wanted. He was a teenager, after all.

"We almost had – you know."

"Sex? I thought you were just going to go do-"

"Yusuke!"

Yusuke did not listen. He wanted to ask the question that everyone in the Universe (except the Universe itself) wanted to know.

"Were you planning on being the guy?"

"I'm not speaking to you."

"Because, I sort of thought-"

"My mother is downstairs, Yusuke."

"Okay, okay, I'll be serious for a sec." He wasn't lying this time either. "Kurama, will you go out with me? Officially? We can even do the girly stuff, like walking in the park, or going to movies."

"Why is it that when two people of the same gender have a relationship, that one must fall into the role of the woman and the other the man?"

"I'm not trying to be a sexist pig for once, okay? I'm seriously asking."

"We can't move this fast if that is the case. I want something real, Yusuke. Something resembling a normal human relationship."

Objection! The Universe decided to allow it.

"I promise."

"Then the answer is yes."

"Really?"

"Yes, though it is my hope that we do not tell anyone. At least not yet."

"I think I can manage that." One pair of hands grasped another. "Ya ready for something kinda normal?"

"Yes."

Hardly.

To Be Continued...