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Yusuke chuckled and sucked down some more of his pop looking at Kurama, he had been way too quiet the entire time. He frowned seeing the fox intently gazing off towards the other side of the café as if h is life was there. "Hey, Kurama, what are you-"

Kurama stood up as if he was snapped back to what he was so intent on doing. He didn't so much as look over his shoulder, "Watch the bag," he ordered Yusuke.

Yusuke blinked he had never seen Kurama so intent on something. A chuckle erupted from the short one next to Yusuke, no explanation was given.

Kurama knew what he wanted to do, he knew exactly what he had to do. He crossed over the café with such an intent stare he didn't so much as blink. His feet were firm upon the hard pale floor and the yellow walls only accented her. Her back was to him, he had to get her attention. He had to, it was a requirement to him now. He slowly slid up and flipped into her view facing towards her, he gently knelt by her and took up the hand that had been resting lightly upon her sweet yellow doll dress. He gently kissed her fingers staring up at her with his emerald eyes glued on her opal blue ones. He already knew their color and so he only needed to watch for expressions. First confusion and worry graced them, her shoulders falling back and a light tug at her hand, her dark charcoal black hair fell around her shoulders, "Will you go out with me?"

She set down her cup and stared at him in shock. She pressed her fingers against her chest and swallowed dignified and refined, "W-what?" she stuttered.

Kurama only smiled up at her with a happy gaze, he didn't repeat himself but watched her with what he could only imagine was a puppy dog face, with a wise calculating, ruby lips closed and cheeks pushed up to the sides.

She blinked, realizing he wouldn't repeat himself and pulled her hand from his in slow rejection. She wanted to, he knew it, she wanted to and she had other obligations that prevented her, he just needed to convince her it would be alright, that was it! Just convince her and she would go out with him. "I-I... You don't want to do this," She shook her head staring down at him with her head to the side, her chin in her shoulder as if to hide the crimson blush upon her cheeks.

Kurama reached up and gently swept away a few strands of her hair with his already refused hand, "Oh, but I do," he nearly moaned and closed his eyes tensing up and absorbing the smell of his sweet classmate.

"Oh but you don't, I'm a lesbian."

"And I look like a female."

"I've got a girlfriend," she said slowly getting out of the booth and hurrying away without the empty cup upon the table, he had timed it so they could leave together, he wanted to leave with her. She began to hurry towards the exit, perfect.

"Who dumped you last week." Kurama stood up and chased after her gently touching the corner of her arm, her elbow, his fingers gracing the little tan pull jacket making her half turn and then hurry off, her Lolita dress twisting.

She blinked and tensed up, "Shuichi, I have hepatitis C."

"No you don't," he countered as they past the others, who watched intently.

"I'm dating a girl online." She snapped half turning to whisper her point and then push threw the door.

"Stop lying, you're single, you don't own a computer and you don't go anywhere that often. Please date me, be my girlfriend, please, and I know you're bi so don't say you have a phobia of men."

She tensed up and hurried down an ally. Kurama found himself standing against a wall and her hand by him as she stared at him with slim searching eyes, "Are you stalking me?" she demanded.

Somehow, she trusted him to tell the truth, but Kurama was too distracted by her lush lips within licking distance. He so longed for her to kiss him and his eyes wandered to the bottom of her eyes as her tea breath misted his face, his lips. He forced himself to do nothing and gazed at her longingly, "You're so perfect," he whispered with just a light moan added to his tone, he couldn't help it, he could barely contain himself, "I beg you, be my girlfriend. I long to hold you close and pamper you, to gently massage your back and have you close to me. I'm loosing my grade in English because you're so close, yet I can't touch you," he closed his eyes in pain and bowed his head slamming his fist against the wall, "I can't concentrate, I can't be out with my friends, or think, or do my homework!" he looked up at her in pathetic pain, "I need you Sharon, please, Oh god, I need to be allowed to touch you and hold you, and... and," Kurama closed his eyes and let out a soft pained moan and relaxed before tensing up more then before, "It's a godsend to have you this close, please," Kurama took a step forward sending her back, "Please, I don't care what complications there are, I need you as my girlfriend," he brought an arm out to the side and she rounded on the wall, he pinned her and leaned close to her, not touching her, "I need you at my side."

Sharon tensed up and brought up a hand to touch him, he knew she wanted to, he closed his eyes as if the unspoken never happened, knowing she never would touch him if that hadn't convinced her. His face contorted in pure pain and he slowly dropped from her, his hands and shoulders sagged, he felt an unavoidable dread, she hadn't touched him, she hadn't been convinced. The war was far from won though, he would have to try again, he had to. Tears slid from his cheeks as he slowly took a few paces away from her. The contortion ran from his neck to his feet like a roller coaster. It had risen so fast and went speeding down to the ground where he would run it around and around until that high hit an ultimate low.

"Wait!" She shouted after he made it about half way out of the ally. She ran up to him and threw her arms around his waist sending his arms up and her small face shoved into his back as she clung.

Kurama spun around and pulled her close in a tight hug closing his eyes as he buried his head near her hair and cried to her, "Will you be my girlfriend?" he asked her again, "Will you go out with me? Will you be my girl? Please, will you?" he begged her opening his eyes to catch sight of something strange.

Hiei smiled as he stood at the end of the ally. He had his arms folded over his chest and a loose stare at the girl and his friend. He slowly turned around as she repeatedly shouted yes with a laughing smile and he kissed her, drawn back to his life. He felt relief shred threw him like a round chain saw and he closed his eyes again, gently nipping her neck near her jaw bone and holding her close. He lifted his head again and looked down he dank dark ally to find only more darkness. Hiei was gone and all that was left was some steam raising from the sewer.

"Yes, I'll be your girl."