Author's Note: Hey all, This is Torin! I would just like to say thanks for all of you who are reading this story! This is my first Fan-fic, and I hope you like it. Also, I would appreciate it if you didn't flam this story, if you don't like it don't read, kay?

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho, or any of the characters from it. I do own my OC characters however.

Anyway on to the story!

Chapter one: A New Life

(The Demon World, 14 years ago…)

Two hooded figures hurried along a dark damp ally, one carrying a small bundle of cooing blankets. Stopping dead in their tracks, the one with the bundle looked anxiously over her shoulder before looking up at her companion "Hurry up Makoto! They won't be far behind us when they discovered we've taken her!"

Makoto simply nodded and looking around carefully before pulling down his hood to reveal a boney face covered in heavy scars, he looked at the buddle in woman's arms. "We have to bind her powers before you enter the human world." He said as he reached into his cloak before pulling out a small vile of light blue liquid "Have her drink this, it will take care of most of her abilities," handing the vile to the woman, she followed her companion's instructions, tipping the liquid slowly down the throat of the small creature in her arms

"Unfortunately," Makoto continued as he turned away looking at the wall to his left, "It cannot bind all of them, and there is now way of telling how long it will last. Be wary with her Michi, I have no way of telling which powers will be unaffected."

"Thank you," Michi said as the last drop of blue was drained from the vile. Looking up at Makoto, she watched as he pressed his hands to the wall muttering the enchantment to open a portal to the next realm. "Thank you, for everything. I don't know how I can ever repay you."

As the gate way opened in a flash of swirling light, Makoto turned and looked at her smiling, "That is easy, let me name her" He said nodding to the blankets.

Smiling Michi nodded believing for the first time that this plan might just work "What will her name be?"

"Aiko" He said grinning broadly, the effect of which softened his mangled face. "It means little loved one."

"Fitting" Michi whispered as tears welled up in her eyes.

"I think they went this way!" The distant shout brought both of them back to reality and the task at hand.

"Hurry" Makoto instructed Michi as she stepped up to the opening. Turning she said "I will tell her stories of how brave her father was, and how much he sacrificed for her" She laid a gentle kiss on his lips, spinning around she step through the swirling light.

Makoto quickly muttered the enchantment to close the portal, sealing Michi away form the demon world along with his daughter. The sound of running feet quickly greeted his ears. 'At least they are safe' he thought as he turned to greet the new comers. "Ah! Mater Jiro! You are too late, you I am afraid will have to tell your Lord Yama that you lost the child. I can only imagine how angry he will be with you."

Master Jiro, a small but very muscular man with oozing blue skin, and an oddly shaped head, smirked as he snapped his fingers, at once one of the over sized creatures that was flanking him on either side grunted and step forward flexing his enormous arms. "I will not pay so dearly as the man who helped them escape."

(In The Human World…)

Michi step through the swirling vortex at a point where a thick forest met a small town. She didn't bother to look behind her, knowing that the portal would be gone. There was no going back, now to the tasks at hand. The portal was imprecise, thus leaving Michi with no clue as to where she had just landed. She also had no place to go and it was well past sunset, in fact judging by the lack of people out or lights from any of the small houses that littered the streets in fount of her, Michi guessed it was either very late at night, or very early in the morning.

Reaching up she pulled her hood down, letting her bare tan face embrace the cold night air. Running her hands through her thick golden curls she smiled, there was no need to hid her face here.

Looking down at the small pale human looking child in her arms, Michi sighed, Aiko had slept through the entire thing. Shaking her head she looked up at her surroundings once more, and with a determined look, she took a step into the town. 'This will work.'

(14 years later…)

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Aiko groaned as she fumbled for the thing that was assaulting her ears and daring to call her away from her sleep. Hitting the button, the clock instantly fell silent. Aiko grumbled knowing that if she didn't get a move on her mother would bound in to her room to wake her, which was far worse than any alarm clock ever invented. She shivered as she remembered the ice cold water that had been her morning greeting the last time she dared to try and get an extra five minutes sleep.

Yawning and stretching Aiko threw off her blankets and sluggishly headed for the bathroom. After a short shower she stepped out and quickly dressed in a pair of plain baggie pants and a simple black tank top. Glancing at the mirror that hung over her dresser she sighed. Aiko had always been a little on the short side and thinly built with pale skin, bright golden eyes, and unusually long dark brown hair which she wore pulled back into a lose braid.

'Today's the day' she thought anxiously. Today she would be getting the results of her high school entrance exams. All her life she had been home schooled by a personal tutor. Her mother, an independently wealthy business woman could afford some of the very best for her daughter, and thus Aiko had one of the best teachers in Japan to educate her, she also had a particularly well know music instructor, and a privet kendo class every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.

"My daughter will be a true renascence woman!" had been her mother's explanation for all of the excessive amounts of extracurricular activities Aiko had. "And why not, you are so good at everything, why not exploit that fact? A well rounded woman can get further in life then one with just basic skills."

It was true too, she was a better the fair pianist, was an above average student, a remarkable swordsman, and had a strong singing voice. What Aiko wasn't good at, was people. She was abnormally shy. This fault would have been more easily over looked had it not been for the fact that she might now have to attend and 'normal' high school with other students, lots of other students.

Sighing again, Aiko headed down to the kitchen for breakfast. Upon entering she saw her mother at her usual spot at the round breakfast table, Ms. Hisano, the cook, a short squat woman, with a plain face, was frying bacon and flipping pancakes. Her stomach grumblings its complaints about the long nights wait between meals Aiko sat down next to her mother and watched as Ms. Hisano finished cooking.

"Mama, I was wondering, why do I need to attend high school?" Aiko asked as Ms. Hisano waddled over with a stack of pancakes and thick bacon.

"Here you are Mrs. Nozomi, big day today, eh Little Miss?" Ms. Hisano said as she set the heavily laden plates down on the table. Aiko smiled and nodded at the woman, before she began to attack the food in front of her, while waiting for her mother to answer her question.

"I should think you already knew the answer to that" a slightly aged Michi chuckled "What kind of career can you have with no diploma?"

"What I meant was, why do I need to attend a school? I am doing just fine with Sensei Burch. And all these schools are so far away, what are we going to do about the commute back and forth?" She tilted her head to the side as she contemplated what it might be like to have to take two trains to get to and from school every day.

"That is a bridge we'll have to cross when we find out where you are going to be going isn't it?" Michi answered as she took a bite of pancake dripping with syrup. It had been many years now since she had first come to this realm. She now knew exactly where she was, Yokohama, one of the greater ports cites in Japan where she had built a home for her and her daughter. She had also become established, with a bit of demonic cheating, as one of the most successful lawyers in the area. She had decided long ago that it was most likely best to keep the truth behind Aiko's birth a secret. After all, what she doesn't know can't hurt her. And the child had yet to show any sign of any demonic ties, excepting her enchanting ways with song and inhuman skill with a sword. But that is easily explained away with hard work and determination, both of which her daughter had in abundance. Michi smiled into her cup of seaming black coffee. The planed had worked.

"When do you think the mail man will get here?" Aiko's nerves were getting the best of her, causing her to fidget noticeably. Meio High School was the most prestigious school she had applied to, and had the best music program, thus making it the most appealing; unfortunately it was also the farthest away from home.

"It should be here by the time we finish breakfast." Michi said as she watched Aiko pile more syrup onto her pancakes.

As soon as Aiko had cleaned her plate, she ran to the front steps to wait for the mail carrier to arrive. After a quarter of an hour of pacing to and fro, the blessed carrier arrived, a thick stack of letters in hand. Aiko seeing him, ran to collect the letters before he had made it more than three steps towards her house.

"Th-thanks!" She stammered before turning on her heal and running back into the house. She had applied to three different schools; a privet Catholic academy for girls: St Robellia, the local public high school: Daijiro High, and finally Meio High. She greedily ripped open all three letters and after quickly skimming each letter, she groaned.

"Accepted, to all three?!" Aiko stared at the letters congratulating her on being accepting to each respective school. 'Well I guess I have to pick don't I? Not like it is a hard choice, but how am I going to get back and forth from school every day?' Aiko was lost in her thoughts when her mother gently pulled the letters out of her hands.

Michi read each letter carefully before looking down at her 15 year old pale skinned daughter. "Well which is it going to be?"

Aiko bit her lip and pointed to the letter from Meio High School. "There is only one problem, it's a little over hour each way to get there by train."

"And here is the bridge we have to cross." Michi said as she laid a hand on Aiko's long dark hair "Which is it going to be, move out there and live by yourself, or St. Robellia?"

Wide eyed Aiko stared at her mother 'Is she serious?! Move out there by MYSELF?! How will I be able to afford that? Is she joking? She must have misspoken; she must have meant we both move out there. She could easily transfer to any law firm she wants….'

Michi smiled as she saw the thoughts flutter across the young girls face, she never had to try and read Aiko's mind like any of the defendants in court.

"Little one, you would be moving by yourself," She explained calmly "You would be supported by me financially of course, and come home every weekend for visits. I do not wish to leave my work, and I do not want to deprive you of your choice of school. Of course I will send Ms. Hisano to go along with you, so she will be able to watch over you and make sure you do not starve or poison yourself."

Aiko had to smile at this; apart from being unnaturally shy she was also a very poor cook. In fact the last time she tried to cook, she somehow lit the water on fire. Ms. Hisano had shortly thereafter banned her from the kitchen.

"Are you su-" Aiko began but was hushed by a tight hug from her mother.

"Yes, you need to stop looking over your shoulder and experience the world. You can't do that here." Michi said as she battled her motherly tears away. She quickly let go and started down the hall way to her office. "I need to reply to these and send for a uniform, as well as look for an apartment."

A shocked Aiko headed to the back yard garden. She could always think better when she was surrounded by the vibrant colors and sweet scent of her roses. Reaching the garden she sat herself on a large but well worn down rock in the center the semi circle garden. Aiko had always loved plants, but roses were her favorite. Each color held a different meaning, like yellow was friendship and red for love. Her favorite however was the blue. It was rare and semi unnatural, just like her. She was different from the people around her, she could tell things about them that she shouldn't be able to. She could hear them when they didn't talk. And when she slept, she sometimes saw what would happen to them. That's why she liked plants so much, they were simple, they were quiet. They didn't make her nervous like people did.

Once on her rock Aiko crossed her legs in front of her as she always did when she meditated. Knowing how efficiently her mother worked she gave it roughly two weeks she before would most likely be done packing all of her things, and in another two she would be unpacked in her own apartment with Ms. Hisano. A week after that she would be starting school. 'I wonder if they will have a kendo club. I know the choir is one of the best in the country, so no worries there… as long as I am good enough.' These thoughts chiefly occupied Aiko's time for the following week. That was until she received her uniforms from the school

"The fates hate me!" Aiko exclaimed in horror as she examined what was to be her new school uniform. Her mother went on, for the fifth time that morning, about how these uniforms "problem solvers" and "equalizers".

"I could care less about the problems they solve, what about how cute they are?!" Ms. Hisano whispered to Aiko as Michi continued relentlessly.

"Who cares?! They're skirts!" Aiko answered rolling her eyes. Michi stopped talking and couldn't help but grin as the cook laughed at Aiko's sever dislike of skirts. Aiko was no tom-boy; she just hated showing so much skin in public. She knew what the boys were thinking when she dressed up nice. Their thoughts frightened her enough to swear off all girly clothing that was not mandatory.

Within the next week Aiko things were all packed and headed to the apartment. Aiko herself was sitting on the train next to her mother and Ms. Hisano. She had not seen the apartment yet, but she had heard it was very large for just two people. She sighed cursing and blessing her mother's obsession of always having the best. 'At least I'll still have my own bathroom?' She thought trying to ignore all the people around her.

An hour later she walked into her apartment for the first time. It was huge, and Aiko discovered that she did not just have her own bath room. She had a music room, as well as a library. She could hear Ms. Hisano exclaiming over and over how wonderful the kitchen was, all marble and granite.

As soon as she had finished with her tour of what was to be her home during the week, she headed to her room. Looking around she smiled at the decorations her mother had chosen; white walls and dark blue furniture. Her bed was covered in pale blue blankets and on the opposite wall hung a large ornate silver mirror. Her curtains, a pale blue like her bed, were softly drifting in the breeze. She pulled them back to reveal two French doors leading to a small terrace covered in roses. "It's perfect" She whispered.

Grinning broadly, she turned around and set to unpacking the last of her things. Roughly two hours later, she was finished. After taking all the boxes back to the moving truck she began to walk around the apartment, surveying the movers and the placement of all the new furniture.

She listened as her mother and future caretaker barked orders to the movers. She couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor movers; her mother was a woman of particular taste and a perfectionist to the bone. All of this brought about many "A little to the left now. Be careful! No back to your right! That's it just a bit more…no, now to your left." instructions and even more sore and tired movers.

Wondering around the apartment she began to notice a similarity in all the rooms, including the bathrooms. They all sported very large ornate silver mirrors. 'Odd…' She thought as she passed from the kitchen where her reflection stared back at her from behind the sink, to the library when in between two floor-to-ceiling bookshelves hung an identical mirror.

"Alright then," Michi had entered the room with Ms. Hisano in toe, "Now that everything is in place, excepting the new piano, which is coming tomorrow. I think it's time I head back. Otherwise I'll miss the last train. I'll be back by noon tomorrow."

Ms. Hisano nodded her understanding. Aiko, however, ran and threw her arms around her mother. Aiko couldn't fight the tears that were coming, her mother had always done so much for her, but this, this was too much. "Oh, Mama! I'm going to miss you"

"Shh, Little One," Michi smiled down at Aiko blinking several times. "You'll see me tomorrow and every weekend. Now let go. I need to hurry." Nodding and sniffling, Aiko slowly released her mother. "Now, Aiko, your Kendo classes will continue as before, only now, you will be training with Master Ginjiro since he's closer.

"Yes Mama" Aiko murmured looking at her toes. 'This school had better be worth this!' She though bitterly.

"Now Ms. Hisano, your new responsibilities will of course include…." She heard her mother and Ms. Hisano heading back to the front door. And with each instruction Ms. Hisano responded with a firm "Yes ma'am!" sounding more like a soldier then a guardian to a 15 year old child.

A week later, and Aiko's alarm clock scarcely had enough time to register that it was time for her to wake up be for a slender hand shot out and hit the button to silence it. It was the first day of school, and an very nervous Aiko had awoken and hour early, scared she would over sleep. That, however, would have been impossible as Ms. Hisano was far stricter then her mother about over sleeping.

Aiko excitedly jumped out of bed and rushed to the small jewelry box on her dresser. She pulled out a thin silver chain with a single black clay looking pendent, she slipped it around her neck before she headed off for a shower. Smiling she remembered when she had received the charm necklace…

(Begin of Flashback) 10 years ago…

A five year Aiko wondered the thick wood behind her house. It was a warm lazy summer day as she climbed over fallen trees and tall rocks, she didn't bother for land marks, and she knew where she was headed. 'The funny man said he would have something for me. If I bring back proof that he's real maybe Mama won't be so upset with me going to see him.' The young child reasoned as she pushed bushes out of her way. A few moments later and she had stopped walking, apparently having reached where The Funny Man would meet her.

Walking to a large rock between five tall trees Aiko climbed up to the top and sat, waiting. Sing softly Aiko's eyes were fixed at the point between trees in front of her. As she waited her song grew in volume and before long a shadowy figure began to take shape at the point where she stared. At last a tall boney looking man stepped forward.

Kneeling down before her the man bowed his head like some knight in a fairy tale. "My little Princess, how may I serve you?" He asked in an old cracked voice.

Giggling Aiko climbed off her rock "Kind Sir," She said as she stumbled into a curtsey, "You said you had a present for me?"

A thin smile spread across the man's face "Are my stories not enough Princess?"

Tilting her head in thought, Aiko considered this, it's true, he did tell her stories often, and they were very good stories too. But were they gifts for her?

Laughing the man stood and pulled from the air a long thin silver chain. "Little Princess, do you have favorite flower?"

"Roses!" The five year old exclaimed excitedly. "Blue ones!"

Smiling the man walked to a few steps before picking a rose that had seemingly just sprouted from the ground. Walking back to the little girl he squatted down, his scared face close to hers.

"Pick a petal" He instructed. With wide eyes, she carefully pulled a single petal loose and handed it to the man. "Good now, press your finger on a thorn."

She again did as he instructed, and no sooner had she touched her finger to the thorn did it prick. A single drop of blood pooled over her skin. The man quickly swept up the blood with the petal. Standing he whispered to the petal as he twisted it over the chain. A second later, he sat on the earth beside Aiko and presented it to her.

"A late birthday present for the little Princess." he said softly as she took the chain in her hands and examined the black clay like pendent, "This will help you, whenever you are wearing it, you will not be able to hear the thoughts of other as well, you also won't see the demons around you unless they get too close."

"Really?!" Relieved the young five year old threw the chain over her head, and looked down as it swung limply by her belly button.

"Yes, but you must never tell anyone where you got this. You must promise me you will keep it a secret."

"I promise," Aiko said as she looked up, her eyes glinting, "if you tell me your name."

"How about a story?" He countered smoothly. At her enthusiastic nod he begun, "Once upon a time, world extremely different from this one-"

"The demon world!" Aiko said excitedly as she climbed back onto her rock to listen.

"Yes," The funny man agreed as he began again "once upon a time, in the demon world, lived a small demon that was not very strong…"

(End of Flashback)

Returning to her room to dress Aiko began to panic. 'My first day at a real school! …What should I wear?!' She thought as she frantically tore through all of her clothing searching for something school appropriate. 'Oh no! What if I look silly?! All I have is baggie clothes! I'll look like a Yanki! Or a bum! Or worse! A cross dresser! …Oh wait, we have uniforms…'

A few moments later Aiko was dressed in long loose white socks, a red pleated skirt with a long sleeved white button up shirt, a light pink vest and a red buttoned up jacket that match her skirt. Walking in to the kitchen as she finished tying the pink bow around her neck, she was attacked by a large teary eyed Ms. Hisano.

"Little one, you look so cute!" Ms. Hisano cried wrapping her arms around Aiko. Aiko blushed deep enough to match her uniform before she gently pulled away from the older woman.

"Thank you…Umm what's for breakfast" Aiko asked, not really hungry. She was too nervous to be hungry.

"Fried eggs, rice and sausage links." Ms. Hisano said absent mindedly. The older woman was busy thinking of how much her charge looked like a little doll.

"Oh… okay, well I think I will have just the rice." Aiko said. She didn't want to revisit eggs when she stood in front of her class. 'If only we had applied a month earlier!' she thought miserably, remembering when her mother had informed her that due to the timing of when she had taken her exams, she would be starting a month after the rest of her class.

Starting later didn't matter to her academically. She had reviewed what she would be studying, most of the courses where ones she had already taken the previous year with Sensei Burch. It was more having to stand in front of everyone. Everyone watching you, and worse yet, she would have to speak to them. Grimacing inwardly Aiko sat down at the round table and began to play with the rice in front of her.

A short while later, and after explaining three more times to Ms. Hisano that she did not need an escort to school and that she did in fact know the way, Aiko was standing in front of her new school. The walk from her apartment was only 15minuets, far too short for Aiko likes. It was still early meaning that not many students had arrived yet. Taking a deep breath she walked in the direction she hoped the main office to be in.

A quarter of an hour she stopped her hurried pace and sighed. She was utterly lost. Leaning her back on a wall, she buried her face in her hands. 'Great! Lost! Just watch I'll end up be late for this too. Oh poop! I'm going to be in trouble on my fist day! As well as having to-'.Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps stopping in front of her.

"Excuse me, are you lost" A velvet voice asked her. Looking up her eyes met the most perfect emeralds the world had ever known. 'But what are emeralds doing on his face?' Aiko thought as she gapped at the young man standing in front of her. He was tall and lean, with long red hair and the most perfect green eyes. And he was looking right at her. 'Why is he staring at me? … he asked a question, what was it?! Lost!'

"Ye- yes." Aiko stuttered as she felt her face get hot. "I- I'm looking for the main off-office?" 'Dang it! Stop stuttering!!'she yelled at herself.

"The main office? Are you new here?" The young man asked. Aiko simply nodded. "Why don't I show you the way?"

Aiko who had been counting her toes beneath her toes looked up, "You don't have to! I don't want to be a bother…"

"It's no bother, I was headed there myself." He said smiling at her, which only made her blush deepen. 'He's so polite!' Aiko thought as she followed the red headed boy.

After a moment of silence he turned to look at her "So what class are you in…I'm sorry but I'm afraid I don't know your name."

"Ah! Yes! I'm… My name is Nozomi, Aiko…" she said turning to face him. "It's a pleasure to meet you…umm, what's your name?"

"Minamino Shuichi , and it's also a pleasure to meet you" The young man known as Minamino said as he extended his hand in a western form of greeting another smile gracing his face. Smiling back Aiko reached forward and took his hand.

In a second it happened, he was standing there a rose all red and green, the next a much taller man was holding her hand. A man with pointy silver fox ears that protruded out of long flowing silver hair, and a silver fox tail. But what was more intriguing, were the piercing golden eyes that were still smiling at her.

Dropping his hand instantly Aiko blinked at the young man who had returned to a tall red headed young boy with emerald green eyes.

"Is something wrong?" Minamino asked looking concerned. 'Demon!' Her mind screamed at her, 'He is a Demon!'

"No," Aiko lied, 'Play it cool. You don't know what that was. Don't jump to conclusions' "Nothing's wrong. Shall we continue?"

"Certainly" Minamino said as he began again down the corridor.

"Class 1-A" Aiko said forcing her voice to remain level.

"I'm sorry?" Minamino looked at her more confused than ever.

"The- the class I'm in, it's 1-A" She explained. "What class ar-are you in?"

"1-A," He answered grinning broadly before he gestured to the door before them. "And here we are, the main office."

"Oh, thank you!" Aiko bowed slightly before she rushed in the door.

After checking with the office, Aiko was directed to the appropriate class and waited outside for the teacher to arrive. She could hear the general ruckus from within the classroom, and it was rather oblivious who the best liked student was.

"Minamino-san! Can you help me with~" Another female voice drifted to Aiko's ears. 'That make 17 times this morning.' Aiko sighed as she recalled the number of times she had heard his name while standing in the hallway. She was still trying to push the image of the silver man out of her mind when she heard fast falling footsteps. Looking up she saw a rather harassed looking man. He was short and very round, reminding Aiko instantly of a snowman with feet.

"Umm, excuse me?" She began as he approached. "Are you-"

"Late, that's what I am Miss, and you? What are you doing out here?" He asked quickly, and before she had a chance to answer he continued, "Oh, that's right, new student. Well then let's go, have a class to start don't I?"

Pulling the door open he rushed inside. Aiko took a deep breath before following. 'You can do this!' She told herself over and over as she entered the classroom and stood in front of the chalkboard.

"Class, we have a new student, this is… this is… Who are you?" The short man demanded as he turned from the class to Aiko.

"M-my name is Nozomi, Aiko. It- It's a pleasure t-to meet you." Silently Aiko cursed her nerves as she bowed deeply to the silent class.

"Yes, well I am Sensei Aki, and you Nozomi-san may sit… there, behind Minamino-san, next to Ginjiro-san. Ginjiro-san raise your hand- ah yes, there you are." Sensei Aki pointed to the young dark haired girl who had her hand raised and sitting diagonally behind Minamino. Walking to her seat she could almost literally feel the waves of jealousy from a good portion of the female students.

As soon as she had taken her seat Sensei Aki began his lecture for the period, which turned out to be math. Aiko stared at the bored for a while but quickly became bored and began to look around at her classmates. Ginjiro was an extremely tall girl with long straight black hair and tan skin; she was also looking back at Aiko.

Looking down quickly at her desk, Aiko felt a blush sweep across her face. A moment later a folded piece of paper landed on her desk. Unfolding it she looked up for it's author and found that Ginjiro was looking at her with a knowing smile on her face. Aiko unfolded the paper and read it quickly…

"To: Nozomi-san

Don't worry too much about paying attention in this period, he's quack and doesn't know what he's talking about. I have to give him the answers to his own quizzes! Oh and also, because you are sitting behind the school's resident prince most of the girls are not going to be the friendliest to you. I thought you should at least have heads up for what you're in for.

~ Yukiko Ginjiro"

Taking out a pen Aiko quickly scribbled a reply down…

"To: Ginjiro-san,

Thank you Ginjiro-san for the warning, I hope you are not going to be one of the girls who are intending on judging me based on that fact that I was assigned a seat behind their 'prince'. And I wasn't too worried about paying attention; I have taken this class already. I have already spotted three mistakes with this current problem. I feel bad for those who have no idea that he is an incompetent math teacher.

Oh, and please, call me Aiko.

~Aiko-san"

Folding the paper as quietly as she could she set it on Ginjiro's desk as Sensei Aki's back was turned to her. Aiko watched as Ginjiro read her not and promptly responded.

"Call me Yukiko. And no, I won't be one of those girls. Haha!"

Before she could reply the bell rung for the end of class, the sudden load noise made Aiko jump almost clear out of her seat. Luckily, no one but Yukiko had noticed, and she was laughing too hard to explain what had happened.

After math was English, after that she had French in another classroom, which she couldn't find until ten minutes after the class had begun. Being new the teacher let her off with a warning. After that she returned to her original class room for World History then came lunch. At that point, Yukiko pulled her seat over to Aiko's and pulled out her boxed lunch as Aiko did the same. The girls had been passing notes back and forth for the majority of the day, thus already discussed that they would eat with each other in the class room. The rest of the class, however, promptly filled out for a fresh plot of grass or a good seat in the cafeteria.

Looking around Aiko sighed, "This is going to need some getting used to."

"Nah, in a month or so it'll be like second nature. Now remember after lunch is economics, then a study period, I would use it to warm up for PE, otherwise your lunch will be make a second appearance. Sensei Wells is major hardcore. After that you have choir and I have art. Don't worry though, the classes are virtually right next to each other so I can show you the way" Laughing Aiko was glad she had told Yukiko about her search for her French class. Aiko continued her lunch in peaceful bliss as she listened to Yukiko chat away about all the different things in her new school and student body.

At the beginning of PE Aiko nearly fainted. Sensei Wells, a manly looking blonde woman was holding out the uniform Aiko was to change into. It looked like a white tee shirt and red spandex panties! Aiko took the uniform and slowly headed off to the locker room with dread weighing her steps.

When she entered the locker room she immediately spotted Yukiko waving her over. Aiko hurried over and quickly began to change into her new uniform as Yukiko explained that they would have to share a locker sense the others were all in use.

"Oh, okay, that won't be too bad." Aiko smiled at her new found friend.

"Except for Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays." Yukiko said frowning. "Those are the days I have archery right after school."

"Oh dear, we do have a problem, those are the days I go to my Kendo practice right after school…" Aiko said as she bit her lower lip thinking. "Well we'll just have to make do for now won't we?"

"I guess. So where are you practicing" Yukiko asked as she closed the locker door.

Following the tall girl Aiko answered "I used to study under Master Kii, but now I have been with Master Ginjiro- Oh. Are you-?"

Aiko turned to find Yukiko grinning from ear to ear, "He's my brother!" She exclaimed.

The two girls continued on their way out to the field where they would be working out. Aiko watched as the rest of the class filed out. Her eyes instantly fell on a particularly handsome red head that was surrounded by friends. At least she thought they were friends, they looked more like a gang of groupies for some rock star after a show.

Aiko watch him the entire time. He was incredible. She had never seen such grace, or such form. He cleared the high jumps; he was one of the fastest boys in the class. He was perfect. 'Except that he's not human' said the nagging voice in her head.

But that was a fact she couldn't focus on at the moment, she was being put through the paces. Sensei Wells wanted to know where her level of physical endurance was. Luckily, Sensei Kii and Sensei Burch and pushed her to work out every day. Her mile run was almost as fast as Minamino's. She could almost jump as high. And that's how it went for everything else; she was just shy of his standards.

After PE Aiko and Yukiko, quickly changed back into their regular uniforms before Yukiko rushed Aiko off to the choir room before going off to her art class. Aiko again waited nervously for the teacher to arrive. From the inside she could hear the choir warming up.

'They sound like angles… hmmm there seems to be only about 8 different voices…' She thought as she turned all of her focus on the singing just beyond the door. A few moments later and a long willowy woman welcomed her into the choir.

"Ah! You must be Nozomi-san," The woman gestured for Aiko to come inside, "Please, join us. I am Sensei Lyra"

From out in the hall Kurama watched as the Aiko entered the choir room. Walking to the door he heard her stutter as she introduced herself to the class. Frowning he thought back to the morning…

(Begin Flashback) That Morning…

Kurama yawned as he entered the classroom, only to find that Mr. Aki frantically going through his briefcase. 'Most likely misplaced the answer key again.' the fox demon thought as he headed to his seat.

It was still early so most of the students hadn't arrived yet. He liked this time of day. When no one was around and he could move around without the sensation of being watched, and in some cases, stalked.

Reaching his desk he set his bag down and was about to sit when Sensei seemed to notice him. "Ah, yes, Minamino-san! Would you please go to the main office and ask Sensei Yui, if she would kindly return my -err book?"

Sighing inwardly, Kurama smiled pleasantly at his useless math teacher, "Certainly." He said as turned on his heel Kurama and left the room.

A few moments later he was swiftly headed down the hallway when he noticed a young girl slump against the wall and bury her face in her hands. He couldn't help but feel sorry for the girl, she looked so helpless and defeated. As he approached her, he tried to think if he had seen her before. Finding that he hadn't, he concluded that she was most likely new and hopelessly lost.

'Only one way to know for sure' He thought as he slowed to a stop in font of her and asked, "Excuse me, are you lost?"

The young girl looked up at him and stared. A second later her face turned red as she stammered her answer his question "Ye- yes, "I- I'm looking for the main off-office?"

"The main office? Are you new here?" Kurama asked. The girl nodded looking down at her toes. "Why don't I show you the way?"

The reaction to the simple offer was immediate; the girl snapped her head up looking as if he had offered her a million yen "You don't have to! I don't want to be a bother…"

"It's no bother, I was headed there myself." He said smiling at her, which only made her blush deepen. Kurama turned and began to lead the way as the young girl fell into step beside him.

After a moment of silence he turned to look at her "So what class are you in…I'm sorry but I'm afraid I don't know your name."

"Ah! Yes! I'm… My name is Nozomi, Aiko…" she said turning to face him. "It's a pleasure to meet you…umm, what's your name?"

"Minamino Shuichi, and it's also a pleasure to meet you" Kurama said, using his human name, as he extended his hand in a western form of greeting another smile gracing his face. Smiling back Aiko reached forward and took his hand.

The second her skin touched his time seemed to stop. Kurama wasn't quite sure what happened, but whatever it was it wasn't a normal handshake. He barely had enough time to register that something strange had even happened before the girl dropped his hand looking at him horrified.

"Is something wrong?" He asked caught between confusion and concern. 'What was that?'.

"No," She answered quickly, "Nothing's wrong. Shall we continue?"

"Certainly." He replied as they began down the hall again.

Kurama who was trying to figure out what just happened almost missed what she had said. "…-A"

"I'm sorry?" Kurama asked as he looked at her even more confused than before.

"The- the class I'm in, it's 1-A" She explained. "What class ar-are you in?"

"1-A," He answered grinning broadly before he gestured to the door before them. "And here we are, the main office." 'I should watch this one, it could prove interesting.' He thought as she rushed past him.

(End Of Flashback)

Aiko walked into the choir room and after she stuttered through her introduction she turned to Sensei Lyra waiting for her next instructions.

"Very good! Now, Miss Nozomi, if you wouldn't mind I need to hear you sing. You have practiced the piece that was sent to you I presume?" The tall woman asked as sat expectantly at the piano in the font on the room.

Nodding waited for her sensei to begin. The only time Aiko ever felt completely sure of herself was when she sang. Hearing the soft sweet notes she began her song, her voice rang out sweet and clear. She smiled as the stress and nerves from the day melted away with each note.

Out in the hall Kurama smiled as he recognized the distinct use of spirit energy. 'Interesting, indeed.' He thought as he turned and walked away.

Author's Note: So what did You think? Well I hope you enjoyed it! Reviews and comments would be most helpful! Oh, I also I will be posting a new chapter once every two weeks, or at least trying my hardest to anyway. ^-^