Round number two on this story. I'm hoping to actually keep it going. I'm serious this time. -angry eyes directed at a tied up Muse in the corner of the room-
Muse, what do you have to say for yourself?
Muse: Uhmmm…Lemme go?
No. Anyway, forgive me, please. I'ma tad rusty.
Disclaimer: I definitely don't own YYH. Because if I did well…I'll let you use your imaginations'.
TWO PRINCES AND A PAUPER
CHAPTER 1:
MY REGULAR LIFE?
It was a beautiful, sunny morning. In mid-spring, the March air swept across a suburban street, and into the open window of a young teenage girl. She slept peacefully, getting a slight chill from the playful breeze. However, she simply shifted underneath her blankets and continued in her peaceful slumber.
The wind danced in her room, playing with her purple and black checkered-patterned curtains; and also slightly tugging at some of her hair….Everything was just so peaceful.
And then…..BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!
A startled teenage girl jumped two feet out of her bed. Unfortunately, due to the force of gravity, she was pulled back to earth, bouncing off of her bed, and proceeding to land on her face on the hardwood floorboards. She lifted herself up only to smack her head on the corner of her night stand, and yelp out in agony. (Ouch. Now, that was going to leave a mark.)
She jumped up, ignoring the terrible throbbing, pulsing from the growing lump on the back of her head, and dashed over to her dresser. Pulling out a neatly folded uniform, she promptly threw it on her bed a leaped into the shower. Five minutes later she was out and yanking on her skirt with a toothbrush in her mouth. After spitting out the remnants of toothpaste, she ran to her dresser, painfully banging her knee against it, and began the routine search for her brush.
"Aha! There you are!" She pronounced to no one. After raking a brush threw her brownish-reddish hair, she flew down the stairs.
Her grandmother was in the kitchen preparing a lovely breakfast spread, and a, rather ugly, metallic greenish-brown coffee thermos. When she heard her grand-daughter stampeding down the stairs of their home, she couldn't help but smile inwardly at her antics. This was the every morning routine.
She'd get up, hurt herself a bit, scramble in and out of the shower, mess up her uniform, and then practically fall down the stairs to grab a plain piece of toast, and her coffee mug. Needless to say her grand-daughter was everything BUT a morning person.
BANG-CLASH-CRAAAASSSSH!!!
Op-speaking of which she should be down in about 3...2-
"GRAMS! ARE YOU AS AMAZING THIS MORNING AS YOU ARE EVERY-" Her grandmother, Karen Konoyo, silenced her flattery by holding the coffee thermos directly in front of her face.
"Awe! You're the best grandma a girl could hope for!" Kane sang.
Her grandmother laughed whole-heartedly, "Hm hm. Thank you dear."
And like that, she was off again. She sprinted down the walkway and rounded the corner, Her grandmother smiling after her. They'd been very close, Kane and herself, and Kane didn't care about her old age. They'd been the closest of family since Kane ended up on her doorstep. A secret Karen had no intention of ever sharing with Kane.
Rather suddenly, as always, Karen was overcome by one of her coughing fits. Of course, Kane didn't have any idea about them. Karen would always find to silence them if they ever happened to start in front of her. She would've laughed at her grand-daughter's reaction if she found out.
"KAREN! HAVEN'T YOU BEEN TAKING CARE OF YOURSELF? IS THIS HOW YOU TREAT YOURSELF WHEN I'M NOT HOME?!" and she would proceed to act like Karen was the child, instead of the adult. However, Karen's would-be laughter caused her hacking to become worse, and she retired to that sanctity of her living room.
An appealing young man, dressed in all black was resting in the shade of a big, oak tree. He looked very peaceful as he felt a familiar, peaceful wind.
And then….BRIIIINNNNGGG!
Hiei almost fell out of his tree.
"What!?" he yelled into his communicator.
"Why hello, Hiei, cheery as always I see." Botan giggled in the screen.
"What do you want?" he snapped.
"You're supposed to be on your way to your new school. Or did you forget that you started today?" she questioned sarcastically, knowing full well what the answer was going to be. She almost mouthed the words he spoke next.
"I didn't forget, I'm just not going." he said, ever predictably.
"Oh really, did you forget that if you don't do what you're asked of on this particular mission," (Now it was Hiei's turn to mouth the words she said next.)
"You could lose your job, and be thrown into the Reikai Prison for treason against Prince Koenma!"
"Yeah yeah, don't think I haven't heard that before." he replied, getting rather annoyed with the length of the conversation.
She smiled. "Good, then you know you'll be late if you talk to me any longer."
With that he promptly snapped his communicator shut and flitted off to his new "school".
Kane ran down the street, and the already busy marketplace, and then across the bridge. As she was going to round a very sharp corner when she was distracted by a barking dog. As she rounded the corner, she decided to make a face at the dog and, in doing so, ended up missing the curb, rolling her ankle, and tumbling down into the gutter. (Everyone golf clap for Kane. -claps-)
Fortunately, a car had stopped directly in front of her. The tinted windows rolled down to reveal a head of bright red hair, and striking emerald eyes, "Konoyo-unpai, are you okay? That looked pretty nasty."
Kane's cheeks flushed red, "Oh Minamino-sempai…No I'm okay it just-sss!" She hissed in pain as she attempted to put pressure on the ankle.
Kurama (Suuichi to you non-demon folk) smiled gently at her. "Would you like a ride to school?"
Kane flushed red once more. "I'm sorry to be to much trouble," she apologized as she tried to stand. "Suuichi, do you think you could…um…help me?" she dejected, head bowed.
"Certainly." he said in a way that was meant to reassure her that she wasn't being a bother.
Unfortunately, the car was parked directly in front of her. So, while her head was bowed, busy studying anything but Kurama…his door flew opened and hit her straight across the head, knocking her unconscious.
The last thing Kane remembered as she woke up was a pair of bright, green starring at her. In her slow ascent to a sitting position, she was greeted with the biggest, most gargantuan headache she'd ever live to have. Slowly, forcefully she sat up from the bed in her school's nurse's office.
…..What?
She took a more educated look around her room to find a man with fire-engine red hair and those piercing green eyes. He was reading a newspaper with a tabloid on the front page that she couldn't and didn't care to make out. He looked up at her, and did a double take.
"Oh! So, I see you're up, that was quick." he sort of mumbled the last part.
"Yeah, well I manage to hurt myself hourly on a daily basis, so…." she said hitting her shoulder with a fist.
"Ah, I see." he chuckled lightly.
She gave him an indifferent look before asking, "So…yeah…anyway. Thanks for helping me with the ride, and-er-hospital wing stuff." She mumbled shyly, slowly standing up.
"I don't think that's the best idea Miss Kane," Kurama protested.
"Oh-don't worry about that, like I said- tough as nails, bones of steel!" she said awkwardly as she walked out of the nursery.
"Konoyo-unpai, are you sure you can walk?" he asked, ready to assist her.
"Nah, I'm okay. I just have a headache is all," she said as she started off to her class, "But thank you Suuichi-kun." And with that and a smile she turned the corner down to her class.
Not that she really wanted to go to class. People at her school though she was weird because she was "the quiet girl with the crazy eyes." Kane loved her eyes though, she thought they were her best physical feature. They were a deep violet that were so dark they blended in with her pupil and then they got lighter as they got to the white of her eyes.
Most of the girls that mentioned how weird they looked always seemed to have a hint of jealousy hidden in their voices, so Kane didn't take it too much to heart, but sometimes she was just fed up with it and she'd make the mistake of defending herself. That always had a way of causing a riot. Oh, but don't worry, if the time ever came Kane knew how to defend herself.
As she arrived at her class, she was greeted with the news of a new student.
Alright. Second shot. Woohoo!Reviews are cool, don't be a fool, I know you want to be in this pool,of reviewers.
-snaps- -bongos-
I'm really going to try and keeping this going. I really would like to start and complete a fic on FanFiction. Which I've yet to do. I've been an active participant since what?…2005? And I've yet to do so. So! You guys have rights to get on my butt if I don't review on a regular basis!
TAKE ADVANTAGE OF IT!
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