Bow: This is what I get for RPing as Hiei. Now I must write a fanfic for Yu
Yu Hakusho! Whee! ::huggles Hiei and Kurama::
Dragon: ::rolls her eyes:: Why me? Why do I get stuck with the insane person?
Bow: ::glares over at her:: Hey, I didn't choose you either, no da!
Dragon: ::grumble::
Bow: This will take place. erm. In some undefined time after the Dark Tournament. Not too long after, like a few months or so. And I'm not going into the whole Makai Tournament thingy that has to do with Yusuke and his youkai-ness. And I'm sticking Kurama, Yusuke, Keiko, and Kuwabara in the same class. I don't care if Kurama goes to a different school!
Dragon: You better actually continue this one. You're started fanfics of three other genres, and haven't even finished the first chapters.
Bow: They died! I cannot revive them!
Dragon: You should be working on Guardian. Or School Daze. You're going to get shot.
Bow: ::cowers behind Dragon:: You first!
Dragon: o.o;;;
~*~*~
Basked in the cold glow of her television, a young woman stared blankly at the screen. Her short, shoulder-length white hair was ragged and choppy. Her silver eyes were fixed on the glowing box, unfocused and slightly glazed over. Her ears, which her slightly pointed, poked out from under her hair. They were the subjects of her ridicule, and one of the reasons her mother had moved her out of their small hometown, and into the bustling city. No one would notice, and things were less likely to spread. In a small town, everyone knew everything about everyone. But not here. Her arms were wrapped around her legs, and her chin rested on her knees. A grey t- shirt covered her chest, but she had cut it to expose her well-toned stomach. It's not like she'd go out in public that way; not with the black, swirled markings on the muscles of her stomach on either side of her navel. She had been born with them, along with the same style of marks on her cheekbones, and on the tops of her feet. Thankfully, at sixteen, she could just claim they were tattoos. She blinked for the first time in a few minutes, her eyes focusing slightly.
"This is the story of your life, Kraiseiya." Her voice was soft as she spoke to herself.
Kraiseiya sat at the edge of her bed, and she glanced over at a chair by her bedside. On it lay the horrible school uniform she would have to don the next day. She had asked for a male uniform, but they had just stared at her, handed her the skirt and blouse, and hurried her along. She stuck her tongue out at it with disgust, and looked over at her digital clock, which was resting on a stack of still unpacked boxes. Frowning at the red display, which read 2:00 AM, she turned off her TV, and crawled up her bed and slipped under the covers.
"Goodnight," she said to herself, curling her legs up towards her body as she held her hands to her chest, touching the silver disk that hung from a silver chain. Etched into the disk was the word, Kraiseiya. For as long as she could remember, she had worn that pendant. She then drifted off into a deep sleep.
~*~*~
Standing in front of her first period class, Kraiseiya tugged at her skirt irritably, avoiding eye-contact with any of her classmates. Best not to stand out more then she already did. She could hear the whispers, some sounding curious about her odd hair color, ears, and 'tattoos', while others immediately dubbed her a freak. She shrugged mentally. Oh well. She wasn't looking to impress anyone anyway. She just wanted them to not pick on her, like they had done back home. She wanted to avoid the cold stares, and the private whispers from the adults.
The teacher stood next to her, looking over her schedule, adjusting his glasses. "Alright class, this is a new student. She just moved here from a small town, so I want all of you to help her around the school, and get used to it here in the city. Her name is Cry. Ch." He trailed off, looking over to her. "How do you say your name?"
"Cry-say-uh. Kraiseiya. Sigami Kraiseiya," she said.
"All right, Kr. Kra." He frowned. "Sigami. There is an empty desk over there."
He pointed towards the back, between two boys. One was half-asleep, and had his black hair slicked back. She was curious to see that his school uniform was a green color, instead of the blue the others were wearing. The other had bright red hair, green eyes, and she blushed slightly to find that he was watching her with interest. She would be sitting behind a girl with mouse-brown hair, who was currently glaring back at the boy who was half- asleep.
The teacher narrowed his eyes. "Urameshi! Wake up!"
The boy jolted awake, looking around groggily. "Huh, wha?"
He sighed, shaking his head. "Minamino Shuichi. Can you raise your hand?"
The red-haired boy raised his hand.
"You'll be sitting next to him and Urameshi. Take your seat please, Kr. Krai. Sigami."
She nodded, and walked down the aisle, taking her seat set to Shuichi. She started tugging on her skirt again, staring down at her desktop nervously, feeling the red-head's green eyes upon her. Her head jerked up when she heard a loud snort to her right, where Urameshi was sitting.
He was looking across her desk and at Shuichi, laughing. "Sheesh, Kurama. Don't just stare at her! You can at least say hello!"
She blinked. Kurama?
Kurama shook himself out of his daze, smiling over at her as she turned her head to look at him. "Sorry about that, Kraiseiya. I did not mean to stare," he said, offering her his hand. "You can call me Kurama. That's what my friends call me."
She nodded, slipping her hand into his. He gripped it and, as she blushed slightly, they shook hands. "Call me Krai."
"Well, Kurama? Are you going to introduce the rest of us?" A boy with curly, orange hair spoke up, turning in his seat in front of Urameshi.
Kurama laughed softly. His voice was very quiet, and could be mistaken for timidity. "Hai, I suppose I should. Krai, meet Kuwabara Kazuma." He pointed to Urameshi. "Urameshi Yusuke." And then to the girl in front of her, who had turned to look back at Kurama. "And Yukimura Keiko."
Keiko smiled back at her. "It's nice to meet you, Krai-chan."
Krai smiled back weakly. Why such a warm reception?
Kuwabara took her hand and shook it. "Call me Kuwabara. Only my sister and. Yukina," his eyes got all dreamy as he said this name, "call me Kazuma."
"Who's Yukina?" Krai asked, puzzled.
Yusuke waved away the question. "A friend of ours. Kuwabara's in love with her. Too bad she doesn't realize it."
"She does too!" Kuwabara shouted in protest. "And she returns my love!"
"Kuwabara." Yusuke trailed off, deciding the conversation wasn't worth his time. He rested his head back on his arms, closing his eyes to go back to sleep.
"Yusuke!" Keiko reprimanded, backhanding his head. "Don't fall asleep!"
"OW!" Yusuke rubbed his head, glaring up at her. "I came to class, didn't I? Isn't that good enough?"
Keiko glared right back at him, huffing and turning to face Krai. "So, Krai- chan, what classes do you have? Can I see your schedule?"
Kraiseiya fetched the folded piece of paper out of her pocket, handing it to Keiko, who unfolded it. Her eyebrows raised in surprise, and she looked over to Kurama.
Kurama blinked. "What is it, Keiko?"
"You and Krai have the exact same schedule! Well, at least we know that one of us will be able to watch out for you, Krai," she said, winking over at her.
Krai blushed, glancing over at Kurama, who smiled at her, making her flush even more.
/Yusuke, Kuwabara, can you hear me?/ Kurama asked, opening a telepathic channel through to them. No one else could hear them.
Yusuke nodded, meeting the red-head's eyes as he looked over Kraiseiya's shoulder. Kuwabara nodded as well.
/I will keep an eye on Kraiseiya. I think. she's a youkai./
Yusuke's eyes widened. Kuwabara started to cough.
Krai didn't notice these exchanges of expression, because Keiko was busy talking to her. "Yeah, Kurama will take care of you. And then I'll be seeing you in third period with Yusuke, and Kuwabara's in your fourth. Then school's out."
/Are you sure, Kurama?/ Yusuke asked.
/Iie, I think he's right,/ Kuwabara said. /I can feel. something different about her./
/But the thing is, I don't think she knows she's a youkai./
/How can you not know you're a youkai?/ Kuwabara asked, slightly too loudly, because both Yusuke and Kurama winced. /Sorry./
/I'm not sure. But look at her. Why would a youkai come to High School? Why isn't she in the Makai world? Or at least with her people? She can't know./
/She could be here to attack us,/ Yusuke suggested.
A laugh echoed in their minds, one that was not all too comforting, along with a familiar, cold voice. /Attack you? Do you honestly think so? What, with her flirting with Kurama like that?/
Kurama flushed slightly. /Hello, Hiei./
Kuwabara bristled. /What are YOU doing here, shorty?/
/I have been watching that girl since she first arrived in the city. She lives with her mother not to far from the school. A human mother I might add. Kurama is right; she does not know what she is. Besides, even if she did, she couldn't attack you. Her power. that I can sense, is not offensive. But, then again, I do not know WHAT it is./
Yusuke chuckled, glancing over Kurama's shoulder, and out of the window, where he saw a black shadow in the tree branches. /But she's flirting with Kurama? Ooh, aren't you glad she's in all of your classes!/
Kurama's skin turned a darker shade. /Yusuke./
/Okay, okay. I'll stop,/ he said with a small mental chuckle.
"Yusuke! Are you even listening to me?!"
All of them broke out of their mental link with a shake of their heads, focusing on Keiko.
"What? Sorry, Keiko," he said, glancing over at Kurama.
Her eyes widened slightly. "Talk to me about it later. But what I was going to say, was that we have third period with Krai. And Kuwabara, you have fourth with her."
Kraiseiya blinked. She was confused again. Talk to me about it later? What was that about?
Yusuke grinned. "Oh really? So you and I can keep an eye on Kurama and Krai, to make sure they don't do anything. inappropriate?"
Kurama and Kraiseiya's eyes met, and they both flushed.
Keiko huffed. "Like sleep?" she asked pointedly.
"Anything inappropriate together," Yusuke added.
"Like sleep together?" Keiko flushed as the words slipped out of her mouth. She was still trying to get back at Yusuke for sleeping. "Iie! I didn't mean it like that!"
Kraiseiya let her head fall with a 'whump' to her desk, shaking her head, as her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
Kurama's eyes widened, along with his cheeks flushing again. "Keiko."
"What? I'm sorry!" she said, covering her own burning cheeks.
Cold laughter filled Kurama's mind. /Shall I say something to that?/
/Iie, Hiei./
/I could. It would be revenge for what you said to me during the Dark Tournament about Yukina. I don't take lightly to teasing./
/Don't./
/But I think your own mind can think of your own. desires better then what I could say to you./
His face flushed an even darker shade.
/I think my job here is done,/ and Hiei severed the link between their minds.
Kuwabara chuckled. "You're almost the shade of your hair, Kurama."
Not one for comebacks, Kurama followed Kraiseiya's example, and let his head fall to his desk.
"See? Perfect for each other," Yusuke chuckled.
"Like another couple I know," Kuwabara said, looking from Yusuke, to Keiko. "I've never seen two hotheads like the two of you."
They both flushed. "Shut it, Kuwabara! It's nothing like that!" Yusuke protested, looking away.
"Oh, please. Everyone knows about you two."
"Urameshi, Kuwabara, Yukimura! I know there is a new student, but can you three please be quiet!" The teacher called from the front of the classroom, turning from something he was writing on the chalkboard.
"Sorry, Sensei," Keiko mumbled.
"Well, then that means I can sleep. Sleeping is quiet," and Yusuke rested his head on his arms and promptly drifted off to sleep.
Keiko shook her head back at him, huffing. "Yusuke."
Kraiseiya turned her head on her desk, looking over to Kurama. She found that he was watching her, head still on his desk as well, and he smiled at her as she looked into his green eyes. Silver eyes shining, she smiled back. Maybe this new school wasn't so bad after all.
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Bow: ^^ Cute, 'aint it? And it's not over yet! Long first chappie! I guess. ::blink:: I'm just not ready to end the chapter yet is all!
Dragon: So write! ::cracks whip::
Bow: ::whimper:: Hai mistress.
~*~*~
The bell rang, and the rest of the students filed out of the classroom. Kraiseiya was packing up her things as the rest of the gang left for their classes, all except Kurama. He was leaning back against his desk, waiting for her. She smiled up at him as she stood, clutching her books to her chest.
"Thanks for waiting for me, Kurama," she said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Hey, what're friends for?" he said with a smile, eyes focusing on her sharply pointed ear for a moment.
Nervously, and afraid of what he might say, Kraiseiya pulled her hair out from behind her ear, and tried to hide it. Then what he said hit her. "Friend?"
Smiling, he nodded. "Hai, of course. What did you think?"
"I just thought you were being nice. Out of duty, or something."
He shook his head. "What made you think something like that?" A slight frown passed over his features.
"I've never had any friends before. Not back home. No one would talk to me, because of how I looked." She looked away.
"Well," he touched her face, tilting it back upwards so that she looked into his eyes. She flushed slightly as he used the same hand to tuck her hair back behind her ear once again. "For what it's worth, I think you look beautiful the way you are. Those others were fools."
/Cute,/ a voice mocked in his mind.
/Stop following her, Hiei. I'll watch over her./
/I know. I'm keeping an eye on YOU to make sure you don't do more than watch. Remember that we don't know that much about her, or what she is capable of./
Kurama flushed, and focused back on Kraiseiya. She was blushing, and her cheek felt warm against his hand. He took his hand from her face, shaking himself out of his daze. "But we should get to second period."
Kraiseiya nodded after a short pause, following him down the aisle numbly. Beautiful? Her?
Kurama sighed quietly to himself. What was he doing? He had never blushed so much before in his life! But she was so. Oh, he didn't know! She was beautiful, mysterious, and he was drawn to her like a moth to a flame. He wanted to find out everything about her. He wanted to make her smile, seeing as how it seemed that she didn't get a chance to often.
She stepped up to walk beside him, looking up at him with bright silver eyes, curious as to how exactly he felt about her. Did he really think her beautiful? But then, what reason did he have to lie? And she had seen the look in his eyes. There was more that he could not say. "D-did you mean what you said. about me?" she asked timidly.
Startled, Kurama looked down to her, meeting her eyes. God, her curious expression was alluring. He smiled, nodding. "Hai, I meant it. I'm surprised that no one else has told you." Well, that was a lie, he realized after he said it. Maybe another youkai might find her attractive, but few humans would. But, he was certainly not human, at least not in mind!
She blinked, amazed. She smiled up at him, a slight red color crossing the bridge of her nose. "Arigatou. Kurama."
Overcome by her honest appreciation, his heart jolted in his chest. No one must have ever told her that before! Humans could be so blind to the inner heart of someone. He slipped his arm around her waist, almost subconsciously, and pulled her flush against his side as they walked down the hallway. "You do not have to thank me for what I feel. I am only telling you the truth," he said, smiling warmly down at her.
Stiffening at first, Kraiseiya eased against him. What was this feeling?
It was a cute enough couple, to the eyes of the other students. Not many people had bright red hair, and this girl had to be the first white-haired person they had seen, so it was no surprise that they were being seen together. Shuichi had always been a mysterious character, and that new girl seemed to go right along with that mysteriousness.
"Kurama?" she asked quietly.
"Hmm?" he mumbled, looking back down to her.
"Is it strange that I've never felt like this about anyone before?" Her cheeks were a light red shade again, eyes sparkling.
"Iie," he said with a reassuring smile, "you just needed to find the right person."
Her heart leapt slightly, and she smiled. Well, it seems I've found him, she said to herself.
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Bow: Fast romance! Mwahahahahahahahaha!!!
Dragon: o.o;;; Well, I guess it makes it better.
Bow: Of course! No dallying around! Romance, whee!!!
Dragon: ::calls the men in white coats:: The orderlies are here for you, Bow.
Bow: @___@ They'll never take me alive!!!!
Dragon: ::looks at reviewers:: Well, you guys do what you do best. R/R!!!
Dragon: ::rolls her eyes:: Why me? Why do I get stuck with the insane person?
Bow: ::glares over at her:: Hey, I didn't choose you either, no da!
Dragon: ::grumble::
Bow: This will take place. erm. In some undefined time after the Dark Tournament. Not too long after, like a few months or so. And I'm not going into the whole Makai Tournament thingy that has to do with Yusuke and his youkai-ness. And I'm sticking Kurama, Yusuke, Keiko, and Kuwabara in the same class. I don't care if Kurama goes to a different school!
Dragon: You better actually continue this one. You're started fanfics of three other genres, and haven't even finished the first chapters.
Bow: They died! I cannot revive them!
Dragon: You should be working on Guardian. Or School Daze. You're going to get shot.
Bow: ::cowers behind Dragon:: You first!
Dragon: o.o;;;
~*~*~
Basked in the cold glow of her television, a young woman stared blankly at the screen. Her short, shoulder-length white hair was ragged and choppy. Her silver eyes were fixed on the glowing box, unfocused and slightly glazed over. Her ears, which her slightly pointed, poked out from under her hair. They were the subjects of her ridicule, and one of the reasons her mother had moved her out of their small hometown, and into the bustling city. No one would notice, and things were less likely to spread. In a small town, everyone knew everything about everyone. But not here. Her arms were wrapped around her legs, and her chin rested on her knees. A grey t- shirt covered her chest, but she had cut it to expose her well-toned stomach. It's not like she'd go out in public that way; not with the black, swirled markings on the muscles of her stomach on either side of her navel. She had been born with them, along with the same style of marks on her cheekbones, and on the tops of her feet. Thankfully, at sixteen, she could just claim they were tattoos. She blinked for the first time in a few minutes, her eyes focusing slightly.
"This is the story of your life, Kraiseiya." Her voice was soft as she spoke to herself.
Kraiseiya sat at the edge of her bed, and she glanced over at a chair by her bedside. On it lay the horrible school uniform she would have to don the next day. She had asked for a male uniform, but they had just stared at her, handed her the skirt and blouse, and hurried her along. She stuck her tongue out at it with disgust, and looked over at her digital clock, which was resting on a stack of still unpacked boxes. Frowning at the red display, which read 2:00 AM, she turned off her TV, and crawled up her bed and slipped under the covers.
"Goodnight," she said to herself, curling her legs up towards her body as she held her hands to her chest, touching the silver disk that hung from a silver chain. Etched into the disk was the word, Kraiseiya. For as long as she could remember, she had worn that pendant. She then drifted off into a deep sleep.
~*~*~
Standing in front of her first period class, Kraiseiya tugged at her skirt irritably, avoiding eye-contact with any of her classmates. Best not to stand out more then she already did. She could hear the whispers, some sounding curious about her odd hair color, ears, and 'tattoos', while others immediately dubbed her a freak. She shrugged mentally. Oh well. She wasn't looking to impress anyone anyway. She just wanted them to not pick on her, like they had done back home. She wanted to avoid the cold stares, and the private whispers from the adults.
The teacher stood next to her, looking over her schedule, adjusting his glasses. "Alright class, this is a new student. She just moved here from a small town, so I want all of you to help her around the school, and get used to it here in the city. Her name is Cry. Ch." He trailed off, looking over to her. "How do you say your name?"
"Cry-say-uh. Kraiseiya. Sigami Kraiseiya," she said.
"All right, Kr. Kra." He frowned. "Sigami. There is an empty desk over there."
He pointed towards the back, between two boys. One was half-asleep, and had his black hair slicked back. She was curious to see that his school uniform was a green color, instead of the blue the others were wearing. The other had bright red hair, green eyes, and she blushed slightly to find that he was watching her with interest. She would be sitting behind a girl with mouse-brown hair, who was currently glaring back at the boy who was half- asleep.
The teacher narrowed his eyes. "Urameshi! Wake up!"
The boy jolted awake, looking around groggily. "Huh, wha?"
He sighed, shaking his head. "Minamino Shuichi. Can you raise your hand?"
The red-haired boy raised his hand.
"You'll be sitting next to him and Urameshi. Take your seat please, Kr. Krai. Sigami."
She nodded, and walked down the aisle, taking her seat set to Shuichi. She started tugging on her skirt again, staring down at her desktop nervously, feeling the red-head's green eyes upon her. Her head jerked up when she heard a loud snort to her right, where Urameshi was sitting.
He was looking across her desk and at Shuichi, laughing. "Sheesh, Kurama. Don't just stare at her! You can at least say hello!"
She blinked. Kurama?
Kurama shook himself out of his daze, smiling over at her as she turned her head to look at him. "Sorry about that, Kraiseiya. I did not mean to stare," he said, offering her his hand. "You can call me Kurama. That's what my friends call me."
She nodded, slipping her hand into his. He gripped it and, as she blushed slightly, they shook hands. "Call me Krai."
"Well, Kurama? Are you going to introduce the rest of us?" A boy with curly, orange hair spoke up, turning in his seat in front of Urameshi.
Kurama laughed softly. His voice was very quiet, and could be mistaken for timidity. "Hai, I suppose I should. Krai, meet Kuwabara Kazuma." He pointed to Urameshi. "Urameshi Yusuke." And then to the girl in front of her, who had turned to look back at Kurama. "And Yukimura Keiko."
Keiko smiled back at her. "It's nice to meet you, Krai-chan."
Krai smiled back weakly. Why such a warm reception?
Kuwabara took her hand and shook it. "Call me Kuwabara. Only my sister and. Yukina," his eyes got all dreamy as he said this name, "call me Kazuma."
"Who's Yukina?" Krai asked, puzzled.
Yusuke waved away the question. "A friend of ours. Kuwabara's in love with her. Too bad she doesn't realize it."
"She does too!" Kuwabara shouted in protest. "And she returns my love!"
"Kuwabara." Yusuke trailed off, deciding the conversation wasn't worth his time. He rested his head back on his arms, closing his eyes to go back to sleep.
"Yusuke!" Keiko reprimanded, backhanding his head. "Don't fall asleep!"
"OW!" Yusuke rubbed his head, glaring up at her. "I came to class, didn't I? Isn't that good enough?"
Keiko glared right back at him, huffing and turning to face Krai. "So, Krai- chan, what classes do you have? Can I see your schedule?"
Kraiseiya fetched the folded piece of paper out of her pocket, handing it to Keiko, who unfolded it. Her eyebrows raised in surprise, and she looked over to Kurama.
Kurama blinked. "What is it, Keiko?"
"You and Krai have the exact same schedule! Well, at least we know that one of us will be able to watch out for you, Krai," she said, winking over at her.
Krai blushed, glancing over at Kurama, who smiled at her, making her flush even more.
/Yusuke, Kuwabara, can you hear me?/ Kurama asked, opening a telepathic channel through to them. No one else could hear them.
Yusuke nodded, meeting the red-head's eyes as he looked over Kraiseiya's shoulder. Kuwabara nodded as well.
/I will keep an eye on Kraiseiya. I think. she's a youkai./
Yusuke's eyes widened. Kuwabara started to cough.
Krai didn't notice these exchanges of expression, because Keiko was busy talking to her. "Yeah, Kurama will take care of you. And then I'll be seeing you in third period with Yusuke, and Kuwabara's in your fourth. Then school's out."
/Are you sure, Kurama?/ Yusuke asked.
/Iie, I think he's right,/ Kuwabara said. /I can feel. something different about her./
/But the thing is, I don't think she knows she's a youkai./
/How can you not know you're a youkai?/ Kuwabara asked, slightly too loudly, because both Yusuke and Kurama winced. /Sorry./
/I'm not sure. But look at her. Why would a youkai come to High School? Why isn't she in the Makai world? Or at least with her people? She can't know./
/She could be here to attack us,/ Yusuke suggested.
A laugh echoed in their minds, one that was not all too comforting, along with a familiar, cold voice. /Attack you? Do you honestly think so? What, with her flirting with Kurama like that?/
Kurama flushed slightly. /Hello, Hiei./
Kuwabara bristled. /What are YOU doing here, shorty?/
/I have been watching that girl since she first arrived in the city. She lives with her mother not to far from the school. A human mother I might add. Kurama is right; she does not know what she is. Besides, even if she did, she couldn't attack you. Her power. that I can sense, is not offensive. But, then again, I do not know WHAT it is./
Yusuke chuckled, glancing over Kurama's shoulder, and out of the window, where he saw a black shadow in the tree branches. /But she's flirting with Kurama? Ooh, aren't you glad she's in all of your classes!/
Kurama's skin turned a darker shade. /Yusuke./
/Okay, okay. I'll stop,/ he said with a small mental chuckle.
"Yusuke! Are you even listening to me?!"
All of them broke out of their mental link with a shake of their heads, focusing on Keiko.
"What? Sorry, Keiko," he said, glancing over at Kurama.
Her eyes widened slightly. "Talk to me about it later. But what I was going to say, was that we have third period with Krai. And Kuwabara, you have fourth with her."
Kraiseiya blinked. She was confused again. Talk to me about it later? What was that about?
Yusuke grinned. "Oh really? So you and I can keep an eye on Kurama and Krai, to make sure they don't do anything. inappropriate?"
Kurama and Kraiseiya's eyes met, and they both flushed.
Keiko huffed. "Like sleep?" she asked pointedly.
"Anything inappropriate together," Yusuke added.
"Like sleep together?" Keiko flushed as the words slipped out of her mouth. She was still trying to get back at Yusuke for sleeping. "Iie! I didn't mean it like that!"
Kraiseiya let her head fall with a 'whump' to her desk, shaking her head, as her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
Kurama's eyes widened, along with his cheeks flushing again. "Keiko."
"What? I'm sorry!" she said, covering her own burning cheeks.
Cold laughter filled Kurama's mind. /Shall I say something to that?/
/Iie, Hiei./
/I could. It would be revenge for what you said to me during the Dark Tournament about Yukina. I don't take lightly to teasing./
/Don't./
/But I think your own mind can think of your own. desires better then what I could say to you./
His face flushed an even darker shade.
/I think my job here is done,/ and Hiei severed the link between their minds.
Kuwabara chuckled. "You're almost the shade of your hair, Kurama."
Not one for comebacks, Kurama followed Kraiseiya's example, and let his head fall to his desk.
"See? Perfect for each other," Yusuke chuckled.
"Like another couple I know," Kuwabara said, looking from Yusuke, to Keiko. "I've never seen two hotheads like the two of you."
They both flushed. "Shut it, Kuwabara! It's nothing like that!" Yusuke protested, looking away.
"Oh, please. Everyone knows about you two."
"Urameshi, Kuwabara, Yukimura! I know there is a new student, but can you three please be quiet!" The teacher called from the front of the classroom, turning from something he was writing on the chalkboard.
"Sorry, Sensei," Keiko mumbled.
"Well, then that means I can sleep. Sleeping is quiet," and Yusuke rested his head on his arms and promptly drifted off to sleep.
Keiko shook her head back at him, huffing. "Yusuke."
Kraiseiya turned her head on her desk, looking over to Kurama. She found that he was watching her, head still on his desk as well, and he smiled at her as she looked into his green eyes. Silver eyes shining, she smiled back. Maybe this new school wasn't so bad after all.
~*~*~
Bow: ^^ Cute, 'aint it? And it's not over yet! Long first chappie! I guess. ::blink:: I'm just not ready to end the chapter yet is all!
Dragon: So write! ::cracks whip::
Bow: ::whimper:: Hai mistress.
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The bell rang, and the rest of the students filed out of the classroom. Kraiseiya was packing up her things as the rest of the gang left for their classes, all except Kurama. He was leaning back against his desk, waiting for her. She smiled up at him as she stood, clutching her books to her chest.
"Thanks for waiting for me, Kurama," she said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Hey, what're friends for?" he said with a smile, eyes focusing on her sharply pointed ear for a moment.
Nervously, and afraid of what he might say, Kraiseiya pulled her hair out from behind her ear, and tried to hide it. Then what he said hit her. "Friend?"
Smiling, he nodded. "Hai, of course. What did you think?"
"I just thought you were being nice. Out of duty, or something."
He shook his head. "What made you think something like that?" A slight frown passed over his features.
"I've never had any friends before. Not back home. No one would talk to me, because of how I looked." She looked away.
"Well," he touched her face, tilting it back upwards so that she looked into his eyes. She flushed slightly as he used the same hand to tuck her hair back behind her ear once again. "For what it's worth, I think you look beautiful the way you are. Those others were fools."
/Cute,/ a voice mocked in his mind.
/Stop following her, Hiei. I'll watch over her./
/I know. I'm keeping an eye on YOU to make sure you don't do more than watch. Remember that we don't know that much about her, or what she is capable of./
Kurama flushed, and focused back on Kraiseiya. She was blushing, and her cheek felt warm against his hand. He took his hand from her face, shaking himself out of his daze. "But we should get to second period."
Kraiseiya nodded after a short pause, following him down the aisle numbly. Beautiful? Her?
Kurama sighed quietly to himself. What was he doing? He had never blushed so much before in his life! But she was so. Oh, he didn't know! She was beautiful, mysterious, and he was drawn to her like a moth to a flame. He wanted to find out everything about her. He wanted to make her smile, seeing as how it seemed that she didn't get a chance to often.
She stepped up to walk beside him, looking up at him with bright silver eyes, curious as to how exactly he felt about her. Did he really think her beautiful? But then, what reason did he have to lie? And she had seen the look in his eyes. There was more that he could not say. "D-did you mean what you said. about me?" she asked timidly.
Startled, Kurama looked down to her, meeting her eyes. God, her curious expression was alluring. He smiled, nodding. "Hai, I meant it. I'm surprised that no one else has told you." Well, that was a lie, he realized after he said it. Maybe another youkai might find her attractive, but few humans would. But, he was certainly not human, at least not in mind!
She blinked, amazed. She smiled up at him, a slight red color crossing the bridge of her nose. "Arigatou. Kurama."
Overcome by her honest appreciation, his heart jolted in his chest. No one must have ever told her that before! Humans could be so blind to the inner heart of someone. He slipped his arm around her waist, almost subconsciously, and pulled her flush against his side as they walked down the hallway. "You do not have to thank me for what I feel. I am only telling you the truth," he said, smiling warmly down at her.
Stiffening at first, Kraiseiya eased against him. What was this feeling?
It was a cute enough couple, to the eyes of the other students. Not many people had bright red hair, and this girl had to be the first white-haired person they had seen, so it was no surprise that they were being seen together. Shuichi had always been a mysterious character, and that new girl seemed to go right along with that mysteriousness.
"Kurama?" she asked quietly.
"Hmm?" he mumbled, looking back down to her.
"Is it strange that I've never felt like this about anyone before?" Her cheeks were a light red shade again, eyes sparkling.
"Iie," he said with a reassuring smile, "you just needed to find the right person."
Her heart leapt slightly, and she smiled. Well, it seems I've found him, she said to herself.
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Bow: Fast romance! Mwahahahahahahahaha!!!
Dragon: o.o;;; Well, I guess it makes it better.
Bow: Of course! No dallying around! Romance, whee!!!
Dragon: ::calls the men in white coats:: The orderlies are here for you, Bow.
Bow: @___@ They'll never take me alive!!!!
Dragon: ::looks at reviewers:: Well, you guys do what you do best. R/R!!!