Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or yuyuhakusho. (but im planning to someday)

A/N: The gold, silver, and copper thingy I took from Gentlemen's Alliance and the music thingy came from La Corda' d Oro - (well not really)

Soft hands pressed down gently the ivory keys. Each note in perfect tune. The sound emitting from this instrument, this unnatural device, was beautiful. At the same time playful, emotional, innocent, and slightly seducing. Mesmerized souls were lulled in by the entrancing music. The person, the man who played the piano, seemed too enchanted by his own music. A skilled vibrato he was. Music sheets were placed inert on the piano for his to see. The young man payed no attention to it. he had his eyes closed, as if breathing in the music. It seemed as though the piano had its own mind, using the man as its puppet. The room was dead quiet, of course with the exception of the piano. The spotlight was on him, who knows how many pairs of eyes mystified over the otherworldly sound. The man stayed concentrated on the beautiful onyx piano, moving his fingers in perfect harmony.

A pair of emerald green eyes followed the man's hands. Identifying every note, every mistake that only a skilled musician would know. Probably the only person who wasn't hypnotized by the beautiful noise. His eyes seemed not jealous but angry. He watches a bit snobbishly as the audiences eyes glaze over the preforming artist. The music grows softer and slower, which means the entranced eyes are now about to be set free by the captivating music. The music goes to a stop, the pianist's hand touches the last key. It takes a while for the spell to break, and when it does, that's when the man stands up. A loud roar of applause emits from the crowd as the man bows.

He walks to the back of the curtain, suddenly disappearing from sight. There he sees jealous eyes of his competitors. They all know he did good, listening to the music told it all. And he all knew none of his rivals stood a chance, except for one. The pianists gold eyes look straight at the emerald ones. Their eyes lock for a moment, great intensity bore with both eyes. The gossip of competitors grew silent as the two musicians just kept their gaze on one another. Finally the emerald eyes broke the spell.

"I have to say, you did quite better than I expected", the emerald eyes said in an almost sarcastic tone.

"I know I did", said the golden pair of eyes in the same exact tone.

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In an elite school for artists, competition is tough. In any art category no matter what competition, you have to win. Competitors would do anything to win. Even if it means stealing, lying, or cheating. Some students do go to the extreme. I repeat, the would do anything to win. There's always a big annual music competition that takes place in the school. Almost every student joins. Almost none get to be in it. Only a selected few (most likely prodigies) get to be in the competition. Only the most skilled are accepted in even competing.

There was this one boy in school. He was new this year, kept his talent hidden, unlike most students. Music was always his passion, but no one ever knew. He kept dedicated to his studies, never to his own dreams. Any free time he had, he practiced ever so diligently, mostly at night, when he could. When he got accepted into this competition, it was like a test for him, was he good enough? He wasn't like others, he didn't want this moment to be his chance to shine. He wanted this chance to prove that he was better than all the rest. His name was Kurama.

Probably the most confident and slightly (well not exactly slightly) egotistical boy you will ever meet. Playing the piano for as long as he remembers, he kept himself true to his passion. Which of course, was the piano, his piano... His long white hair would move in sync with his hands as he played choppins waltz. His gold eyes were entrancing and his music was even more. The most confident person you will ever meet. His ego was higher than anyone else can reach and his confidence was devastatingly great. His music made people weak, and musicians boiling with jealousy. What made him confident was that he knew he was good, and so did everyone else. His name was Inuyasha.

Rivalries and enemies were high as many friendships were lost. Over the past years, many students fought to get their way on top, and only a handful did. The school was divided into sections, the copper, the silver, and the gold. The coppers were normal student's, doing almost nothing art related, they were there mostly for the school. The silvers were the true meaning of elite. Some of the silvers may be one of the richest people you will ever meet. They payed higher than the coppers therefore got better treatment. Treatment as in better supplies, education, and anything else higher than what normal school kids get. Silvers practically dedicated their whole lives into the art world. Dancing, singing, writing, drawing, anything of the sort. Silvers came for the music and for of course, the arts. Last but not least, the gold. Only one person got their rank up to the gold. Every year there would be a new gold, if you were lucky. How do you get to be gold? Win the competition of course! Usually, if one person wins, they most likely will win again next year.

How does a person win? They compete, they cheat, they lie, and then they make it to the top. Cheating doesn't mean you have no talent. It just sort of oh say an "effort". An effort to stop people who also have talent. No one played fair when it comes down to competition and everyone knew it. Cheating was far from uncommon in the game of life. Lies were oh so natural. Found in everyone. Teachers, friends, you parents. Who knows, maybe even your pets (although that is highly unlikely). That's what happens in life. Cheating and lying. It just happens much more when it comes down to winning. If you plan on entering the competition, (and make it) you will have to make sacrifices. You have to be cold, heartless, and conniving. Remember, everyone is your enemy. Most importantly, do not trust anyone. If you plan on making friends and treating this competition like some little talent show, don't bother to join. You'll be wasting everyone time.

The audience waits anxiously for the arrival of the next musician. Surprises always await the worthy seekers, what will come next? Small murmurs and awaiting eyes fill the room. A young man awaits for his name to be called. A loud voice booms " Shuichi Minamino! " and he walks (confidently) up on stage, into the spotlight. His piano accompanist starts playing. Soft ivory keys are pressed down and music erupts from the piano. Kurama waits for when to play. And what is he playing you might ask? Setting it to his chin he begins to play. Skillfully using his hands, he picks up the bow and begins to play. The only thing that the audience can think, my my what a beautiful sound a violin can make..

And who is lurking jealously behind the shadows? It's quite an easy guess...

Rawr second fic. And it's a crossover this time gasp So ummm do you think? I dunno what im planning to do for the second chapter -sighs- I'll work something out. Well anyways feedback is helpful and criticism is welcome. So yea . Enjoy!

Ja Ne