+Tsukika Chiuta+

Since I was little, I've always been a little weird, but I wasn't branded with "emo" until twelve or thirteen. Sure, my wardrobe consists of mostly black,and I listen to alternative bands, but, despite the rumors, I don't cut myself. To put it simply, I'm afraid of blood. A tiny drop can send me into full-blown panic-mode.

Also, I've got a weird thing with guys. I really don't like to talk to them. For the two years I've gone to Meiou Superior High, I've tried to talk to only girls.Truthfully, it doesn't really help my reputation. At my last school, I was more outgoing and would talk to anyone, but I've learned from my mistakes.

After 15 disappearances in about a week, staying out until sunset was out of the question. I'd long since given up on calling my mom for permission to go to a friend's house. My curfew had already diminished to nothing.

After making my way though the students' equivalent of rush hour, I walked across the school yard and made my way home. It was quiet after several minutes of walking and it was a nice autumn day out. The leaves on the trees bordering the street were turning goldenrod and orange with the changing season. Printing the image of leaves fluttering and dancing to the ground in my mind, I made a mental note to draw them later.

Crack!

Snapping out of my dream state, I noticed a golden string flying towards me. A pale man stepped around the corner holding a thin whip.

"Just make this easy and come with me. Quietly" He added, smirking.

Shaking my head, I fumbled around my bag, hoping to find my notebook. The whip whispered past my and caught my arm. Wincing slightly, I pulled out the notebook and frantically began flipping through pages. Trying to dodge the whip for the third time, but failing, I could hear the man's agitation. The cuts were beginning to sting slightly. Turning another page, I found what I was looking for.

"Hi, tsuki, bi, mizu, gi, tsuchi, GO! (Sun, moon, fire, water, wood, earth)" I murmured quickly.

My large silver dragon swiftly slithered out of it's page and shot towards my opponent. Clawing, biting, and hissing, Ryuu was tearing the man apart. Unsuccessfully trying to protect himself, the man's whip swung everywhere.

"THERE!" A tall boy turned around the corner. His short orange hair curled and twisted, and ended slightly above his eyes.

"Dekiru (To be done)" I yelled. The dragon shrunk and disappeared. I'd need something larger for these two.

"Why are the odds always against me" I asked myself, flipping through the worn pages as fast as I could. Mr. Orange raced towards Mr. Whip, who was severely cut up, and me, who was beginning to shake.

"Kuwabara" a disembodied voice yelled.

"Yeah, Yusuke?" Mr. Orange...er... Kuwabara answered.

"Lemme get em'!" Em'? Who's 'em'! Can't it be 'him' or 'her'! Several seconds later a boy with slicked-back hair, another, shorter this time, and... Shuichi? I stopped my flipping and stared mouth-open at my classmate. Boy, would the Minamino fan-club love to heard this. I went to school with a kid who probably wanted to kill me. Marvelous.

"REI GUN," Yusuke yelled. A bright flash blinded me, and opening my eyes, I realized the man was nowhere to be seen.

"You!" Yusuke ran towards me, "How did you- oof!" He crumpled to the ground slowly. I had aimed my foot where guys ahem don't really want to be kicked. If you catch my drift. But then it hit me. The whip the man had been carrying had hit me more than once.

"BLOOD!"

The darkness quickly overcame me.

+Shuichi Youko Minamino Kurama+

"I thought you said the girls at your school couldn't fight!"

"Heh..." I turned warm, "I didn't think they could."

The after-effects of Kitamura's explosion were a bit comical. Yusuke tried to ask Tsukika about her powers, she kicked him, fainted, and Hiei,Kuwabara, and I were left to clean up the mess. In the corner, a small bump in the bed moved up and down steadily. Hiei voted for leaving the girl in the street,

"It's not like anyone else would come, besides, she'll wake up sooner or later"

"Yes, but Koenma may want to talk to her," I debated. He grunted and walked towards the window.

'Knock, Knock, Knock' Botan stuck her head around the door before appearing with a red hairbrush.

"How is she?" Botan had immediately showed up at my house after she learned about Tsukika. Fussing, mothering, and worrying were all she had done since she'd arrived.

"Same as earlier," Smiling grimly, I glanced over at the small figure. She had several marks from when the whip had hit her on her arms and chest. Quickly, I had cleaned them and applied bandages. Gloom settled in as I realized how uncomfortable school would be.

"Did you catch Kitamura?" questioned Botan.

"Yusuke blew him to bits," piped in Kuwabara, who had been quiet until that point.

"Oh dear," sighed Botan, "Koenma needed to question him first." We had been trying to stray away from the subject. None of us had been looking forward to the toddler's lecture. We had been after Kitamura for the past three weeks. Koenma often stressed the importance of finding him quickly, and bringing him back for questioning. Botan sat down on the bed and began brushing Tsukika's hair. The girl had been holding a Composition notebook since she had fallen, and, despite our efforts, would not let go. After about five minutes of struggling, we sprawled out around my room, and waited for her to wake.

"When do you----"

"AAAHH!!!" Tsukika shot out of her sleeping position and stared wide-eyed at the group. Footsteps thundered up the stairway, and the girl began to scream again.

"Shuuichi? What is----" The last of her words were drowned out when Tsukika realized she was only in a school skirt and thin tank top.

"Hey, hey, it's fine, calm down, calm down," whispered Botan

+Tsukika+

Realizing that I was in a tank top while in a male classmate's bed, while some...blue person combed my hair was really not what I wanted to wake up to. A full-fledged panic-attack was all I could manage at the time. I had never wanted to need a superman to come and save me, but, alas, here I was. Once I was done screaming, I moved on to the next step, believing they were going to kill me and looking for the nearest exit. Window... Kuwabara, door... Yusuke... under the bed... blue-haired girl... Technically, there was no way out, unless if I decided to make a way.

"Hey, it's fine, please calm down. You don't want to hurt yourself.'' Miss Blue-haired inched towards me. Retreating as far as I could manage, I dropped my mask and my hope to regain my dignity, and began to cry. Aw crap, aw crap. Only my friends have seen me without my mask. My mask was what I had resorted to after so many years of teasing. Now, it felt like my mask had shattered. I'm bawling in front of a bunch of strangers. A pair of warm arms surrounded me, and I settled into them.

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Yeah!!! I have escaped the fluff... so far. Ooh! I've been keeping this in my head for so long it was about to burst. If anyone was wondering (They're not, you doofus) Tsukika is technically me, but if she seems too Sue-ish, please tell me, and after quite possibly hiding in a corner wondering how I could be so boring, I'll try and change the character! Also, if anyone will beta-read, it will be greatly appreciated. I bid you Adieu!

-Special mentions to all the wonderful people who write in the OC section of YYH, I would have crashed and burned without you! (Well, I still might, oh well!)