Hiya! Maki here. I'm super bored so I decided to make a fanfic! It's out of complete boredom so it might not be to good. But then again it might be great! You'll never know unless you read.
Disclaimer- I don't own yuyu! Please don't sue me!
"talking"
'thoughts'
#telekinesis#
(me popping in)
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Chapter 1 There's Something Different About that Girl
Kurama sat in his morning class paying close attention to what the teacher was saying, jotting down notes every few minutes. His hair was down as usual and he was wearing his pink school uniform. Half the girls around him were staring at him. Probably thinking how cute he was or something of that sort. All was going as usual when there was a knock at the door which made the teacher stop to answer it. Kurama paid no attention to the knock for he was writing something down.
"Class, may I have your attention please?" Mr. Niwa (got it from D.N.Angel) asked.
Kurama looked up from his work to see what the teacher wanted. Beside Mr. Niwa was a girl of about the age of fifteen. She had on faded blue jeans with a rip in her left pant leg, a black and white belt with skulls on it, black high top converse and a loose black t-shirt that had a picture of a girl with butterfly wings. (that's what I'm wearing at the moment) It was obvious that she had not received her school uniform yet. She had midnight blue hair that was pulled into two ponytails on the sides of her head with bangs. Her eyes seemed to catch Kurama's attention the most with them being a beautiful icy blue with specks of silver.
"We have a new student. Please welcome Amaya Hoshiko." Mr. Niwa said. "Can you tell us a little more about yourself?"
"Um... sure, why not. As you've already been told my name is Amaya but you can call me Ice. I'm 15 and words of advice, don't mess with me," Amaya harshly said to the class.
'This girl sounds kinda like Hiei,' Kurama thought to himself.
"Well, Amaya. Why don't you go sit next to Shuichi. Shuichi, can you raise your hand so she can see where you are." Mr. Niwa suggested. Amaya walked over to the red head raising his hand. "He will show you around campus so you know where everything is."
Amaya plopped down on to her new assigned seat and began to take her folder out. Mr. Niwa began his lesson once again and the class was silent.
An hour later when the bell rang, the class stampeded out of the room. Lucky for them Mr. Niwa decided to be nice and not give out any homework. Amaya was slow to put her things away in her bag so Kurama waited patiently by her desk.
There was an odd silence so Kurama decided to make small talk with the new girl. "What's your next class?"
"I think I have History next," Amaya answered slowly thinking hard. (I don't know what kind of subjects they have in Japan so bare with me)
"That's my next class as well," Kurama said. (don't know if he actually has History so deal)
"Cool," Amaya said dully as she put her last book in her pack. "Can you walk me there cuz I have no clue as to where it is?"
"Sure," Kurama said as they both walked down the halls to their class.
Again there was an odd silence. This time it was Amaya's turn to break the ice.
"So your name's Shuichi, right?" she asked.
"Yes. And you are Amaya. I'm I right?" Kurama asked.
"Ya but please, call me Ice."
"Is that your nickname?"
"Ya. My...uh...friends gave it to me because I love the winter time and when it's cold and icy."
"Interesting," Kurama said as they came up to their designated classroom. "This is the class."
"Okay cool. Thanks. Think at snack we can hang out together?" Amaya asked. (I'm going by my school schedule)
"Sure. I don't see why not," Kurama said
"Yay! Thanks," Amaya cooed. She went up to the teacher to get a seat to sit in. it was a few seats behind Kurama.
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"Thanks for hanging with me, Shuichi. If you hadn't I'd probably just be by myself in a corner something," Amaya said as she gave Kurama a heart-felt smile.
"Your most very welcome," Kurama replied smiling back. 'She seems nice. Maybe we'll become good friends.'
Kurama heard a small giggle pulling him away from his thoughts. He looked over to find Amaya giggling softly.
"What's so funny?" he asked.
"Oh, nothing. It's just, are you always this polite? I mean, most people would just say 'your welcome' or 'whatever' but you say 'your most very welcome'," Amaya stopped seeing that she had made Kurama look down. She put a hand on his shoulder and continued, "Don't get me wrong. I think it's nice. You're nice. From where I come from, everyone is so cold and mean. The people never show emotion. Always so cruel. I could never understand. My mother was never that way. She was always filled with cheer and always had a smile on her face. I loved her so much." Tears started forming in her eyes.
"Are you okay?" Kurama asked putting his arm around Amaya.
"Oops," Amaya quickly wiped her tears before they could fall. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't ramble on like that. Boy, I feel dumb now."
"There's nothing to be ashamed of. I liked listening to you. If it makes you feel better you can go on more. Only if you want but how did your mother die?" Kurama said trying to comfort the saddened Ice.
Before Amaya could say anything, they both heard what sounded to be a stampede. Within seconds a group of girls with Kurama flags and t-shirts came running towards them.
"Oh no!" Kurama said, "Fan girls. Run!" Kurama said as he pulled Amaya by her wrist as they both ran.
They turned many corners until they came to a dead end. Kurama spotted an opened door. He quickly pulled Amaya in, along with himself and shut the door just moments before the girls arrived. The room they were in must have been the janitor's closet for it was very small and very, very dark.
"Where'd he go?" one girl asked.
"He must've gone straight. After him!" another girl said.
Amaya and Kurama remained salient. Kurama started to feel Amaya shaking in his arms. (remember it's a real small, small room) He looked down to see her eyes tightly shut.
"What's wrong, Amaya?" Kurama asked sensing her fear.
"I...I'm...d...d...deathly afr...fria...fraid of...of the d...dark," Amaya stammered.
Kurama held her closer to him. "It's okay, I'm here with you. Do not fret."
"Thanks. You really are nice. Probably the nicest person I've ever met," Amaya said as she snuggled closer. Just then the bell rang for third period ruining their moment but Amaya didn't move. (sorry to all those who wanted something to happen)
"Amaya, that was the bell. We have to go," Kurama said in a calm quiet voice.
"Just a few more minutes, okay Kurama," Amaya whispered not realizing what she had said.
"What!? How do you know my name?" Kurama said surprised.
Amaya's eye's shot open now realizing her mistake. "I have to go," she said a run out of the room. Kurama tried to follow her but she was gone before he could even get out of the room.
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Ooooooo! Cliffy! Who is this girl? How does this girl know Kurama? Why did she run? Why am I asking you these questions when only I know the answers? I'll try to update as soon as I can. Please review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you!