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Title: Chaos’s Merry Month of Molestation: May 15th, Kurama/Yuusuke.
Fandom: Yu Yu Hakusho
Rating: T
Warnings: Yaoi.
Summary: A snapshot into what might have been.
A/N: This makes me giggle. Really, it does.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but the concept behind the fic. And all boys are written as 18+.
Yuusuke frowned down at the baby pink shirt Keiko had given to him for his birthday, before turning to Kurama. He struck a pose, trying not to giggle at the look in the redhead’s eyes. “Do you think this makes me look gay?” He asked coyly, fluttering his lashes as he lifted the hem of the shirt, which reached to his thighs, revealing he was wearing nothing underneath.
“Frankly my dear,” Kurama purred, dropping his books and assignment onto the floor with a loud thud before stalking over to the smirking brunette. “I don’t give a damn.” He announced, chuckling as Yuusuke protested loudly at the shirt being torn from his body, buttons flying everywhere.
Fandom: Yu Yu Hakusho
Rating: T
Warnings: Yaoi.
Summary: A snapshot into what might have been.
A/N: This makes me giggle. Really, it does.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but the concept behind the fic. And all boys are written as 18+.
Yuusuke frowned down at the baby pink shirt Keiko had given to him for his birthday, before turning to Kurama. He struck a pose, trying not to giggle at the look in the redhead’s eyes. “Do you think this makes me look gay?” He asked coyly, fluttering his lashes as he lifted the hem of the shirt, which reached to his thighs, revealing he was wearing nothing underneath.
“Frankly my dear,” Kurama purred, dropping his books and assignment onto the floor with a loud thud before stalking over to the smirking brunette. “I don’t give a damn.” He announced, chuckling as Yuusuke protested loudly at the shirt being torn from his body, buttons flying everywhere.
