This is just something that came to me. The song is perfect, 'Lonely Teardrops' by Jackie Wilson. Yeah, and sorry if it's a bit too much like 'Leavin'". I really didn't mean for it to be like that. Enjoy!
Yusuke wandered the streets alone, his hands in his jacket pocket as he looked down at the cracked sidewalk. He sighed deeply, a sad look on his face. He had messed up. Big time. Keiko was gone. She had left the apartment that they shared together earlier that morning while Yusuke slept, leaving a note that she would come back for the rest of her things later that day.
He sighed deeply, turning a corner to go down an alley. He knew he had messed up, but the thing was he didn't know what he had done. So he had gone out for a walk to clear his thoughts and hopefully, remember what he had done to make her so mad that she would leave him.
Hands clasped down on his shoulders and shook him violently. He turned around; ready to punch whomever it was right in the face, when he saw Kuwabara. His angry expression left his face, being replaced by a calm yet sad look.
"Hey, Urameshi!" Kuwabara said, his big goofy smile on his face.
"Yo, Kuwabara." He sighed. "Haven't seen ya in a while, what's up?"
"Nothin'. Hey, what's wrong with you?"
Kuwabara asked as he walked besides his friend. Yusuke shrugged, looking up at his friend. He tried to force himself to act like nothing was wrong but Kuwabara could tell so he abandoned that idea.
"Keiko left me."
"Say what!"
Kuwabara stopped, staring dumbfounded at the back of his friend's head as he continued to walk. Yusuke paused then turned his head, looking back at Kuwabara.
"Are you serious?" Kuwabara asked. Yusuke nodded. "What did you do?"
"Why do you have to assume that I did something to make her leave?"
There was a silence between the twenty year olds as a warm breeze whipped around them. Kuwabara smirked, zipping his jacket up halfway.
"You don't know, do you?"
"Not a fuckin' clue." Yusuke admitted.
They continued to walk on, Kuwabara asking questions to help Yusuke remember what he had done or hadn't done.
"Did you forget her birthday?"
"No, that's in two months."
"What's wrong, Yusuke?"
Yusuke and Kuwabara turned to see Kurama and Hiei standing behind them. They looked around, wondering where their two friends had come from.
"Keiko left him." Kuwabara stated.
Yusuke gave him a violent look, his lip curling in frustration at his friend blurting out his personal problems. Kuwabara's eyes widened slightly then returned to normal. He shoved his hands into his pockets, shutting up.
"Is that true?" Kurama asked, his eyebrows quirked ever so slightly in a mixture of confusion and sympathy.
Yusuke sighed, nodding as he looked away. Hiei grunted.
"It's about time." He mumbled.
Yusuke, Kuwabara and Kurama glared at the small black clad demon, simultaneously shouting at him.
"Shut up, shrimp!"
"Fuck you, Hiei!"
"Hiei, please!"
Hiei took a step back, shocked at the angry shouting from his 'friends'. He regained his composure then crossed his arms over his chest, grunting.
"What happened?" Kurama asked, looking back at Yusuke.
"He doesn't know."
"God damn it, Kuwabara!" Yusuke glared up at his friend. "Is this your problem or mine? I can't fuckin' speak for myself!"
Kuwabara shut up again, an expression on his face that made him look like a hurt puppy that had been hit on the nose with a rolled up newspaper.
"Like the retarded ape said, I don't know." Yusuke shrugged.
"Did you forget her birthday?"
"That's what I said!" Kuwabara piped up.
"And I said no –" Yusuke rolling his eyes at his big friend. "Her birthday isn't for another two months."
"Did you forget your anniversary?" Hiei asked flatly, looking off to his right.
There was another silence between the group, the warm wind rustling between trees and blowing fallen leaves around their feet. Yusuke grabbed at his slicked back hair and his face twisted in a silent scream as realization hit him like a ton of bricks.
"Shit!" He screamed, shaking his head violently. "Shit, shit, shit!"
He spun around in an angry circle, letting out a long string of curse words out loud. His friends stared at him making a spectacle out of himself.
"I can't believe I fuckin' forgot our anniversary!" He yelled, looking up at the sky. "It was yesterday!"
"All right, all right. Calm down, Urameshi." Kuwabara soothed, putting his hands on Yusuke's shoulders to make him stop spinning. "We've figured out the problem, now we just gotta figure out the solution."
"You're actin' like this is a fuckin' math problem!" Yusuke snapped.
Kuwabara ignored him and turned to Kurama, letting go of Yusuke's shoulders.
"What do you think we should do?"
"I don't know – Yusuke's messed up big time."
They were quiet, except for Yusuke's spinning and cussing. Kuwabara's stomach growled loudly and he looked down. He looked back up, smirking.
"I dunno about you guys, but I can't think on an empty stomach. Let's get somethin' to eat."
They all agreed and walked off to find some place to eat 'brunch'. Kuwabara put an arm around Yusuke to restrain him from spinning around in a circle again but stopped after the two go strange looks by the few people that were outside that day.
The four walked into a fifties themed restaurant and sat down at a booth by a window. Kuwabara looked around at the '50's memorabilia that covered the walls. He eyed the cut out of Elvis in his signature pose with a microphone in hand.
"Why haven't we seen this place before?" Yusuke asked himself, looking around. A song played from the ceiling that made Yusuke think. He tapped his fingers to the song.
"You know my heart does nothing but burn crying Lonely teardrops My pillow's never dry of Lonely teardrops . . ."
A picture on the wall next to him caught Hiei's eye. He turned to see a picture of a busty blonde woman smiling seductively at him. His heart skipped a beat and he turned to Kurama, tugging on his shirtsleeve like he was a child.
"Kurama, who is that?" He asked, pointing to the woman.
"That's Marilyn!" Kuwabara exclaimed, leaning over to look at the picture of Marilyn Monroe.
Hiei's eye twitched as he watched Kuwabara drool over the blonde beauty. He reached over and shoved the big oaf back down into his seat. He ignored Kuwabara's grumbling of Hiei being rude and looked up at Kurama.
"She was an actress in the fifties. She was an ideal woman to thousands of men."
"Some people think she was a slut." Kuwabara said, trying to get to the picture. "Those people are idiots."
"What happened to her, Kurama?"
"She died in the sixties, overdose of prescription pills," He said matter-of-factly as he looked over the menu.
Hiei pushed Kuwabara back down again, looking back at the picture.
"A lotta people think the Kennedy brothers killed her because 'she knew too much'."
Kuwabara added, abandoning the idea of getting to the picture. He sighed, looking at the menu.
"That's all a conspiracy theory." Kurama said, looking across the table at Kuwabara.
Yusuke and Hiei ignored Kurama and Kuwabara as they debated whether or not the Kennedy brothers had anything to do with Marilyn Monroe's death. Yusuke listened to the song, singing it softly to himself. Hiei admired the portrait of the late Marilyn Monroe.
A waitress skated up to them, cheerfully asking to take their orders. She jotted down what they wanted then skated away.
"I was gonna propose," Yusuke said suddenly while they were eating, looking down into his coffee cup. He looked up. "I was gonna do it on our anniversary."
He chuckled at his stupidity. His friends looked at him, silently chewing. Kuwabara wiped his mouth with his napkin, crumbled it up then threw it at Hiei while looking at Yusuke. It bounced off his head and fell back onto the table.
"Did you know how you were gonna do it?" He asked.
Yusuke shrugged, sighing. He set his coffee cup down on the table with a 'clank' and shook his head. He blinked, a thought coming to him.
"I do now!" He shouted, jumping up from the booth. "C'mon, guys!"
Yusuke ran from the restaurant. Kuwabara jumped and ran after to him try to stop him, leaving Kurama to pay for the bill at the front counter of the restaurant. Hiei looked to his left then to his right, making sure nobody was paying attention to him. He reached out quiet and grabbed the Marilyn Monroe portrait off the wall, shoving it into his cloak before running after Kurama to catch up with Kuwabara and Yusuke.
Botan and Shizuru pushed Keiko towards the doors of a building, being followed by Yukina and Genkai. She struggled against them as they pulled her into an elevator.
"What're we doing?" She asked for the millionth time, crossing her arms under her chest.
Shizuru and Botan looked at each other, exchanging the same giddy excited look. They looked at Keiko and in a singsong voice, said.
"Nothing!"
The elevator dinged as it reached the top. The doors opened at Shizuru and Botan grabbed Keiko by the wrists, pulling her out onto the roof of the building. She gasped and stopped, seeing Yusuke standing a few feet away from her; Kuwabara, Kurama, and Hiei made a little half circle on Yusuke's left. They began to singing into a microphone, snapping their fingers.
"Shooby Doo Wop Wop Wop Shooby Doo Wop Wop Wop Shooby Doo Wop Wop Wop."
Yusuke grabbed at a microphone in front of him, ripping it from its stand. He danced a little, bopping around. He looked at Keiko, singing to her.
"My Heart Is cryin', cryin' Lonely Teardrops My pillows never dry of Lonely Teardrops Come Home, Come Home ," He patted his heart, dancing closer to her.
"Just say you will, say you will,"
"Say you will," Kurama, Kuwabara and Hiei chimed in.
"Say You Will,"
"Say you will,"
"Hey, Hey,"
"Say you will,"
"My heart is cryin', cryin' Lonely teardrops My pillows never dry of Lonely teardrops Come home, Come home," He danced around her, putting an arm around her shoulders and pulling her close.
"Just say you will, say you will,"
"Say you will,"
"Say you will,"
"Say you will,"
"Hey, hey,"
"Say you will,"
Yusuke spun around Keiko and dropped to his knees, looking up into her eyes and holding her hand with his free hand.
"Just give me another chance for our romance c'mon and tell me that one day you'll return 'Cause everyday that you've been gone away You know that my heart does nothing but burn, crying Lonely teardrops My pillows never dry of Lonely teardrops Come home, come home."
Yusuke let go of Keiko's hand and reached into his back pocket of his jeans, pulling out a black ring box. He flipped it open with a finger, smiling at her.
"Just say you will, say you will,"
"Say you will," Shizuru and Botan put their hands on Keiko's shoulders, singing along with Kuwabara, Kurama and Hiei.
"Say you will," Yusuke slipped the ring onto her finger then got up, dancing backwards towards his three back up singers.
"Say you will," Keiko blushed as the girls behind her and the boys in front of her sang to her, clapping along to the music.
"Hey, hey!"
"Say you will!"
"Say it right now, baby!" Yusuke ran the slid on his knees towards Keiko.
"Say you will,"
"Come on, come on." He stood, wrapping his free arm around her waist and pulling her close to his body. "Say it darling, yeah!"
Keiko looked up at Yusuke, blushing softly as they ended the song. Yusuke turned the microphone off and dropped it, putting both arms around Keiko.
"Keiko, I'm so sorry about forgetting our anniversary. I swear I'll never forget it ever again. Will you marry me?"
He got back down on his knee, holding her hand with the ring on it. She looked down at him, blushing.
"Oh, Yusuke . . ."
"What do you say?" He asked, his eyes pleading.
"Well –"
"Just say you will!" The group around the couple shouted at them, smiles on their faces.
Keiko smiled widely, laughing at the group. She looked down at Yusuke and nodded. Yusuke jumped up and grabbed her, spinning her around in his arms.
"I love you, Keiko, and I am so sorry."
"Save it," She said softly, putting a finger to his lips. "I love you too."
They kissed each other deeply while the group around them looked around, whistling like nothing was happening.