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route_10652013-12-15 05:33 am
angerpoints) wrote in route_10652013-12-15 05:33 am
if my heart was a compass you'd be north
Who: Yusuke Urameshi (angerpoints) and Keiko Yukimura (topoftheclass)
Where: The upstairs apartments at the Fighting Studio in Goldenrod City
When: Backdated to 12/6
Summary: After a month of being unconscious, Keiko finally wakes up, and Yusuke is there to welcome her back to the land of the living.
Rating: PG-PG-13, because geez, Yusuke, learn to watch your damn mouth.
Log:
[It's been four weeks since Keiko fell into a coma, and suffice to say, the stress of not knowing when he would see her up and at 'em again has taken its toll on Yusuke - not just emotionally and mentally, but physically as well.
Truth be told, Yusuke hadn't actually been that freaked out about her passing out at first. That's not to say he hadn't been alarmed when he initially realized she wasn't waking up - on the contrary, his immediate response to finding her unconscious and unresponsive had been to cuss up a storm, yank on some shoes and throw a coat over his pajamas, and then jet down to the nearest hospital to harangue a couple of the nurses into following him back to the Fighting Studio so they could check on her. It's just that once the nurses determined that she wasn't sick or anything, he was pretty quick to decide that Keiko must've just fallen into one of those weird-ass "memory comas" he'd heard people talking about - after all, if she wasn't sick, but she wasn't waking up either (no matter how roughly he shook her or how loudly he threatened to give her a buzz cut if she didn't open her friggin' eyes and stop screwing around - look, there are reasons why "gentle" is not a trait commonly attributed to him, okay), then that had to be the problem, and if it was, then all he'd have to do was wait for a week and she'd be back to normal. Of course, the relief that this thought brought to him didn't last; before he knew it, a week went by, and no matter how many times he checked in on her, Keiko still wouldn't wake up. Hell, out of desperation, he even tried not peeking into her room at all for a few days, just to see if maybe that stupid saying about how "a watched kettle never boils" would apply to this situation. No dice. She was out cold, and there was no telling when she would wake up again.
"Agitated" wouldn't even begin to describe the mood Yusuke's been in since then; it was probably a good thing that what time he didn't devote to sitting at Keiko's bedside had largely been spent by himself, because goddamn, was he unpleasant to be around. It certainly didn't help that he was already pretty stressed out to begin with, and had been ever since they came back from that freaky dream world castle back in October; as refreshing (and cathartic) as it'd been to have the opportunity to beat the shit out of monsters like he did before he arrived in Johto, all those nightmares he'd had over the course of the month about not being strong enough to defeat Sensui when he returned home had continued to weigh on his mind long after they were all returned to their bodies, leaving him so anxious and wound tight he could actually feel the strain of it all in his muscles. The situation with Keiko only exacerbated those symptoms; now not only was he so tense you could probably play him like a harp, he was exhausted too, having been expending most of his energy being ticked off about the king-sized shit a la mode sundae that life suddenly decided to hand him. It was so bad that he'd actually started nodding off while he was in her room keeping an eye on her - generally not for long stretches at a time, since one of their friends would usually come in and annoy him until he woke up again, but often enough that... well, he was starting to get used to walking around with a crick in his neck. (Seriously, it was a wonder he didn't wake up every stray dog in the city whenever he cracked it; the noise it made was terrible.)
Tonight was yet another night where Yusuke ended up going to sleep slouched down in the chair next to her bed instead of in his own room. There are a few tell-tale signs that he's been holed up in her room with her for a while now: the comic book on the floor, most likely having ended up down there when he dozed off while reading it; the beat-up sneakers sitting in the doorway; the empty water bottle, the ashtray, and the package of Lucky Chant cigarettes sitting on her bedside table. The lamp on the table is switched on, bathing the entire room in a warm light, and there's a thick smoky smell hanging in the air, no doubt thanks to his earlier decision to light up a couple of the cigarettes without bothering to crack open the window first. While Yusuke himself certainly isn't anywhere close to being alert, judging by the (really attractive) open-mouthed snoring he's doing, his Mightyena, Hana, is, and she's keeping close watch over both of the sleeping teenagers.
Like everyone else in the Hunter x Hakusho family lately, though, she seems pretty concerned about Keiko in particular. Sitting on the floor with her muzzle propped up on the surface of the bed, Hana stares intently at Keiko with big, glassy red eyes, her brow twitching with worry. When are you going to wake up, human??? Other human is sad without you 8(]
angerpoints) and Keiko Yukimura (topoftheclass)Where: The upstairs apartments at the Fighting Studio in Goldenrod City
When: Backdated to 12/6
Summary: After a month of being unconscious, Keiko finally wakes up, and Yusuke is there to welcome her back to the land of the living.
Rating: PG-PG-13, because geez, Yusuke, learn to watch your damn mouth.
Log:
[It's been four weeks since Keiko fell into a coma, and suffice to say, the stress of not knowing when he would see her up and at 'em again has taken its toll on Yusuke - not just emotionally and mentally, but physically as well.
Truth be told, Yusuke hadn't actually been that freaked out about her passing out at first. That's not to say he hadn't been alarmed when he initially realized she wasn't waking up - on the contrary, his immediate response to finding her unconscious and unresponsive had been to cuss up a storm, yank on some shoes and throw a coat over his pajamas, and then jet down to the nearest hospital to harangue a couple of the nurses into following him back to the Fighting Studio so they could check on her. It's just that once the nurses determined that she wasn't sick or anything, he was pretty quick to decide that Keiko must've just fallen into one of those weird-ass "memory comas" he'd heard people talking about - after all, if she wasn't sick, but she wasn't waking up either (no matter how roughly he shook her or how loudly he threatened to give her a buzz cut if she didn't open her friggin' eyes and stop screwing around - look, there are reasons why "gentle" is not a trait commonly attributed to him, okay), then that had to be the problem, and if it was, then all he'd have to do was wait for a week and she'd be back to normal. Of course, the relief that this thought brought to him didn't last; before he knew it, a week went by, and no matter how many times he checked in on her, Keiko still wouldn't wake up. Hell, out of desperation, he even tried not peeking into her room at all for a few days, just to see if maybe that stupid saying about how "a watched kettle never boils" would apply to this situation. No dice. She was out cold, and there was no telling when she would wake up again.
"Agitated" wouldn't even begin to describe the mood Yusuke's been in since then; it was probably a good thing that what time he didn't devote to sitting at Keiko's bedside had largely been spent by himself, because goddamn, was he unpleasant to be around. It certainly didn't help that he was already pretty stressed out to begin with, and had been ever since they came back from that freaky dream world castle back in October; as refreshing (and cathartic) as it'd been to have the opportunity to beat the shit out of monsters like he did before he arrived in Johto, all those nightmares he'd had over the course of the month about not being strong enough to defeat Sensui when he returned home had continued to weigh on his mind long after they were all returned to their bodies, leaving him so anxious and wound tight he could actually feel the strain of it all in his muscles. The situation with Keiko only exacerbated those symptoms; now not only was he so tense you could probably play him like a harp, he was exhausted too, having been expending most of his energy being ticked off about the king-sized shit a la mode sundae that life suddenly decided to hand him. It was so bad that he'd actually started nodding off while he was in her room keeping an eye on her - generally not for long stretches at a time, since one of their friends would usually come in and annoy him until he woke up again, but often enough that... well, he was starting to get used to walking around with a crick in his neck. (Seriously, it was a wonder he didn't wake up every stray dog in the city whenever he cracked it; the noise it made was terrible.)
Tonight was yet another night where Yusuke ended up going to sleep slouched down in the chair next to her bed instead of in his own room. There are a few tell-tale signs that he's been holed up in her room with her for a while now: the comic book on the floor, most likely having ended up down there when he dozed off while reading it; the beat-up sneakers sitting in the doorway; the empty water bottle, the ashtray, and the package of Lucky Chant cigarettes sitting on her bedside table. The lamp on the table is switched on, bathing the entire room in a warm light, and there's a thick smoky smell hanging in the air, no doubt thanks to his earlier decision to light up a couple of the cigarettes without bothering to crack open the window first. While Yusuke himself certainly isn't anywhere close to being alert, judging by the (really attractive) open-mouthed snoring he's doing, his Mightyena, Hana, is, and she's keeping close watch over both of the sleeping teenagers.
Like everyone else in the Hunter x Hakusho family lately, though, she seems pretty concerned about Keiko in particular. Sitting on the floor with her muzzle propped up on the surface of the bed, Hana stares intently at Keiko with big, glassy red eyes, her brow twitching with worry. When are you going to wake up, human??? Other human is sad without you 8(]