I've finally written another random Yusuke/Keiko story that I'll put here. Sorry it took me awhile to update.

This one is more serious than the last, and it's more of a 'what if' situation, but I hope you still like it. :D

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Keiko stood alone under an oak tree, her brown eyes vacant and peering forward at nothing.

The last echo of the last school bell rang through the air, sending any lingering students home. But she remained rooted to the spot, uninterested as if she had stepped out of time.

She dug her fingernails into the handle of her briefcase when a slouching, black haired teen came wandering in her direction.

Keiko suppressed the urge to march over and scream at him right then and there. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, counted to ten, anything to keep herself calm. No use making things worse, the situation was irrational enough without giving into her blazing impulses. She glowered down at her simple mary-jane shoes.

She felt his eyes on her, but he remained silent.

"You just left." her voice trembled. "You never told ..ran away from me."

He bit his lip, hands shoved down into his pockets, gaze directed away from her. Again he said nothing.

Keiko jerked her head up and fixed him with a wounded, angry stare. So many thoughts ran panicked circles in her head, but she let the words she feared fly out of her mouth. "Do you regret yesterday?"

Yusuke flinched. "C'mon Keiko, you don't get it...I don't...I mean.."

She wanted to walk away. Turn her head and leave, pushing him into her past and behind her memories. Cut all ties that wound them to one another. It would definitely free her of the relationship that had went too far and could now explode into a million shards of hazardous consequences.

Keiko went to take a step back, but his deep, longing look kept her from doing so. "I-I hate you." she murmured.

A brief expression of hurt crossed his face. He didn't bother to fight with her. This had risen far above their usual petty arguments. "Keiko..."

Her eyes were slightly red and glazed over with tears. "Just go away okay? Can you please just go?"

Yusuke let out a frustrated scoff. He grabbed her arm and pulled her to him in one swift movement. Her face was shoved into his shoulder, her short hair brushing against his green school uniform. She dropped her briefcase in surprise.

But his hands weren't so foreign to her and she quickly rose over the shock.

"Let go." She snapped.

He tightened his grip in response.

"You drive me fucking crazy Keiko."

"Then let go!"

She tried to tear herself from his hold but failed, getting only far enough to move her head back and glare into his face. "I thought I did something wrong you know? You don't stay with someone and then ditch them in the morning, leaving me stuck trying to make sense of it because it happened so fast. You got what you wanted and left. That's using someone. YOU DON'T DO THAT."

He released her. Guilt passed through his brown eyes and he looked away.

"At least don't with me..." she said. "Just because you were feeling..or you felt, whatever was going on with you, doesn't mean you can use me."

He bristled. He held his arms out in an open, pleading posture, trying to reason with her. "That's not what happened! Dammit you won't let me finish, you're blowing this all out of proportion. Let me talk-"

"No. I don't want to do this anymore."

Something like fear flashed through his eyes. He raised a hand only to let it fall away at his sides.

A defeated silence hung in the air, thick and uncomfortable. Apparently Yusuke had nothing more to say. Keiko couldn't hold back the moisture that streamed down her cheeks like rain.

The sound of shoes on gravel caught her attention. She glanced up to see his sharp brown eyes mere inches away from her face.

He kissed her before she had the chance to react.

Keiko knew very well what he was doing. She was well aware of his intentions when he brought her front closer to his own, wrapping his arms around her waist in a protective manner. Part of her screamed and jerked at every fiber of her logic, telling her to please stop, but her emotions tuned it out like a whisper on a thunderstorm. He kissed her until she lost the will to fight with him.

She should have never said any of those words, for all the good they had done. It was no use. She was wound all around Yusuke with no hope of escape.

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Thanks for reading.