Hello all, I am the SoulofSaturn and this is my first angst. Hopefully everyone will like it and review.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or anything else, so don't sue!

Perfect. Perfect is a term used to describe something that is faultless and unscarred; nothing in this world is perfect. There is no one who is perfect and there never will be. Why? Because that is the way the world was built. Only Kami is perfect and no one else can compare. And yet one does seem to compare. But is she really perfect or does her life just seem perfect?

Keiko walked down the street on her way to school. Hopefully seeing Yusuke would bring her mood back up. Yusuke was the only one who made her laugh and he was the only one who made her life worth living. He was the only one she could confide in, at least in most cases. He was always there for her and she was always there for him. Luckily for her, her wish was fulfilled and she saw him walking down the street.

"Yusuke, how are you?"

"Hey Keiko! Nice skirt."

"Yusuke you jerk!" she said as she slapped him.

He never learns does he

Of course not Youko and he never will. You very well know they both enjoy these daily squabbles.

What a fool. If I were him I would have bedded her already.

Not everyone thinks the same way you do- sex, sex, sex, and let's not forget, fighting.

Apparently, if everyone would think the way I do, then, they would be very content.

Oh Kami.

"Hey Kurama."

"Hey Yusuke. Getting your daily beatings I see."

"Of course, Keiko loves to slap me over and over again."

"Yusuke!" she screamed giving him another slap.

"See what I mean; she enjoys it."

"Humph, see you at school Kurama." She said bowing, running off in the school's direction.

"Hmmm…Yusuke, since when does Keiko wear makeup?"

"She was wearing makeup? I didn't notice; too busy getting slapped."

"Yes, well, it's probably nothing. Shall we go to school now or be late?"

"Eh, I'm bored. Let's go."

The two boys arrived at the school's front gate, seeing the other two of their group, Hiei and Kuwabara. Hiei was short and had hair that defied the law of gravity; Kuwabara was the tallest of the four, and probably the weirdest looking. He had bright orange hair, and an Elvis cut.

"Hey Urameshi! Just saw Keiko running into class. She looked real pretty with all that makeup."

"Am I the only one who didn't notice the makeup!"

"You're the only one stupid enough not to notice" said Hiei nonchalantly.

"Watch it, short stuff cause I'll tell your little secret to everyone."

"Yeah and then I'll slit your throat, Detective."

"Yeah well-"

"You two stop your bickering; school's about to start."

"Fine."

"Hn."

The four entered the classroom and sat down; Keiko next to Yusuke, Yusuke next to Kuwabara, Hiei behind Yusuke, and Kurama behind Kuwabara. The teacher, Iwamoto-sensei just walked in and he looked ready to provoke.

"Miss Yukimura, you should very well know by now that wearing makeup is against school rules; go to the principal's office. Although I don't blame you, it was only a matter of time 'til that no good Urameshi influenced you into becoming a whore."

Keiko flinched at the sound of the last word.

"Excuse me! Don't you dare call Keiko that! If you weren't so damn blind you would see that all the girls in this class are wearing makeup."

"Mister Urameshi. You WILL see to it that you sit down and behave, unless you would like to join your little wh- girlfriend at the principal's office."

"That's it!"

As soon as Yusuke was about to punch Iwamoto's lights out, Kurama, Hiei, and Kuwabara held him back; Keiko stood there horrified at the scene.

"ALL FIVE OF YOU, INTO THE PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE, NOW!"

"Fine, we'll go, jerk."

The five walked down the barren halls in silence. Two of them looked like they actually cared, while the other three obviously didn't.

Kurama's POV

Great, Mother is going to kill me

Don't worry. Let me handle your mother

That's okay; I'd rather not give my mother to a sex crazed fox

I'm hurt

Good

Keiko's POV

Great, there I go again screwing up everything. It's all my fault! Everything's my fault! If it weren't for me then they wouldn't be in trouble. It's just like he said: I am useless.

She remembered the argument from earlier that morning…

"Stupid bitch! Why can't you do anything right? You're a useless piece of shit. No wonder no one loves you! That guy and his friends hang out with you only because they feel sorry for you!"

"That's not true! He loves me; they enjoy my company!"

"Don't you dare talk back to me that way!"

SLAP!

That little outburst left me with that bruise and the makeup and getting them into trouble!

"IT'S ALL MY FAULT!" Keiko screamed as she ran past the others.

"Keiko!" Yusuke shouted out, "you guys go to Takanaka's. I'll get Keiko."

"No problem, Yusuke." Kuwabara said.

Hiei's POV

Who could the onna be talking about? Not the Detective obviously. This should be interesting.

"Keiko! Keiko!" Yusuke called.

"…"

"Keiko, where in the seven hells are you?" Yusuke yelled.

I can't let him see me like this. They probably think I'm a freak. They'll never talk to me again. Why can I be perfect, the perfect friend, the perfect girlfriend, the-the perfect daughter? I-I am useless.

"Keiko! There you are! I found you. Now tell me what all that was about."

Keiko knew she could do two things: 1. Tell him the truth or 2. Lie to him and play it off. She chose the latter.

"I was practicing for the school play. I am the lead, remember? I'm supposed to be Lady Macbeth, and she tells Macbeth to kill the King."

"Oh yeah, sure. We should get back then."

"By the way Keiko, nice skirt."

"Yusuke!" she chased him all the way to Takanaka's office, where surely enough, the other three boys were.

"Hey Keiko! You alright?" asked Kuwabara.

"Of course she is. She was just thinking too much about her role in the school play."

Hiei and Kurama exchanged glances. One thing they both knew, in all the pages of Shakespeare's tragedy, those lines did not exist.

You seriously think that onna was acting, Fox?

Of course not, but we can't tell Yusuke that

Of course we can Youko piped in.

I think your alter ego, is one fry short of a happy meal, as you ningens call it.

Oh come Hiei, you know you like us a little crazy; it turns you on.

And with that, Hiei left the conversation.

You really ought to stop hitting on Hiei. He may take it seriously

Who says I don't want him to

Oy vey

Takanaka entered the room. Looking at the boys one by one, he was unsurprised, until he saw Keiko.

"Keiko! Never thought I would see the day my best student would end up in this room. So why did he send you five?"

Kurama got up to speak, "He said Keiko shouldn't wear make-up and he sent her here, but Yusuke insisted that she was just like the other girls. Iwamoto insulted them both and we three held Yusuke back from hitting Iwamoto; then he sent us here."

"I see. Keiko, come with me."

"Are you fricking kidding me? There are girls who wear ten times as much makeup as she does!"

"I wasn't going to bring that up, Yusuke. This is a private matter between Ms. Yukimura and myself. Now please sit down."

"Fine."

Keiko quietly followed Takanaka to an empty room in which he motioned her to sit down.

"Ms. Yukimura, I know your life has been one filled with woe; you lost your mother at a young age and your father is not exactly the most stable man. However, through all your troubles, you have managed to shine through like a light in the darkness; you even managed to soften Yusuke's cold heart. But I know there is something else that troubles you and if you would just tell me, I can help you-"

"Mr. Takanaka, I can assure you there is nothing wrong. I still have the highest grades and I am quite happy. I just felt like trying something different today." Keiko said firmly.

Takanaka walked to the door, and then turned to look at her.

"If you say so, Ms. Yukimura. However, if there is something that troubles you, feel free to talk to me- and your friends."

"Yes sir."

Takanaka and Keiko walked back to the boys, who still sat quietly, with the exception of Yusuke who paced anxiously.

"So? What is it this time? Detention? Suspension? Or maybe expulsion? That is so unfair? It's not like Keiko did anything wrong!"

"Calm down Mr. Urameshi, I never said I was going to punish any of you but if you insist…"

"No, no, no, Mr. Takanaka, he was just kidding." Kuwabara said as he held a hand over Yusuke's mouth.

"Good, now then, by my watch it is 3:30 and time for kids to leave school. I'll see you all on Monday."

They turned to leave the room, thankful there was no punishment.

"Oh, Mr. Urameshi!" Yusuke turned around, "mind your anger, would you?"

"Why, I oughta!"

The boys quickly dragged him out of the office, with Keiko behind, scolding the angry boy. They stopped dragging him as they reached the school's entrance gate, which took about eight minutes due to Yusuke's struggling. As soon as they stopped, Yusuke was dropped out of the three boys' hands and onto the hard cement.

"Grr… stupid Takanaka, thinking he could tell me to control my anger…"

Ignoring the boy's ranting Kurama and Kuwabara talked to Keiko.

"Ms. Keiko, are you sure you are okay?"

"Yes, I'm sure Kurama. Thanks."

"Hey Keiko, Macbeth happens to be my favorite book,"

"The oaf actually reads? Amazing!"

"Shut it, shrimp. Anyway, like I was saying, that's my favorite book and I never heard of those lines you said before."

"That's because she was getting into character. Right, Keiko?"

"Umm…yeah Yusuke. Umm…do any of you have the time?"

"Yes it is exactly, 3:50 P.M. Why?"

"Oh my Kami! I'm late! Guys, I'll see you later. I promised that I'd be home early today."

They watched as Keiko rushed to her home, mumbling something incoherent.

Oh my God! Dad's going to kill me! I'm late!

Keiko rushed to get her keys out of her bag, and opened the door. She ran into the house and closed the door, thankful that her father hadn't heard her. However, her appreciation was cut short as a pair of hands grabbed her from behind and threw her to the floor. She knew that this time, it was going to be a fight for her life.