Disclaimer: I do not own any character from the YuYu Hakusho. I only own Sakura, Sayukia, and other unknown characters in the story.

~Sakuyia's p.o.v.~

It was loud. Ringing over, and over, and over again. The ringing disturbed her peaceful slumber. She could have sworn it got louder each time she ignored it… But then again, she could've sworn she saw a purple cow dancing with Shamu.

Sakuyia growled loudly as she sat up in her bed. She rubbed her eyes unmercifully and then, set her bleary glare towards the ringing monstrosity. Marching towards her desk, she muttered softly about evil alarm clocks taking over the world.

Snatching the clock rather quickly, she smashed it into the desk until it stopped ringing. By the time she was done with it, it was in thousands of pieces. She smiled sweetly at the remains of the alarm clock and exited her room merrily. In her opinion, the only good alarm clock was a broken alarm clock. And that was that.

Sakuyia skipped down the hallway towards her sister's room. If she had to wake up, she had to too. That's just how the world worked.

Sucking in a breath, she grinned wickedly, "SAKURA, IT'S TIME TO GET UP! I'M MAKING PANCAKES!"

The sound of a growl and a thump of a pillow being thrown at the door greeted her ears. Sakuyia's demented grin only increased.

"OHHH, SAKURA! OH MY GOD! IT'S VILLE VALO! AND HE'S IN HIS FREAKING BOXERS! GET OUT HERE! ZE FINNISH GOD HAS DESCENDED UPON OUR HOUSE!!! COME OUT OF YE DEN OF DARKNESS AND WITNESS UTTER PERFECTION!"

A sequence of crashes and bangs were heard behind the door. Slowly the door opened revealing her sister in utter disarray. Her pale silver eyes wide, looking in every direction for the Finnish rocker. Sakuyia savored seeing her usually calm and laid back sister in a complete and utter frenzy.

"Where is he, Sakuyia? And in his boxers? Sweet mischievous Inari, where is a camera when you need one?" Sakura croaked as she pushed past Sakuyia and look down the hallway. Sakuyia's snickering soon turned into hysterical laughter as her sister began try to fix her pale blond hair that stuck up everywhere.

She had to controlled her laughter as Sakura looked at her. Sakura's gaze narrowed and formed tiny slits. Sakura was not at all happy, she could tell, and she reveled in it. She couldn't take it anymore and bursted out laughing once more. Sakura bonked her on the head and stormed back into her room, making sure to slam the door. Sakuyia pouted and rubbed her head.

"Some people just aren't morning… people. Hehe…. People…" Sakuyia smiled and galloped back to her room to get dressed. It was the first day of their senior year and she wanted to look her best for it.

~Sakura's p.o.v.~

Sakura made her way downstairs, grumbling as she heard Sakuyia singing. Waking up to the lure of Ville Valo was not her idea of a wakeup call for school. It was cruel and not funny in the least.

But soon the smell of pancakes invaded her nose and changed her attitude towards the day. Smiling dreamily, she hurried down to the kitchen.

Sakuyia stood in front of the stove, wearing a pink apron that said, 'Kiss the Cook, Damn It.' over her black and pink checkered pleated mini skirt and white tank top that read vintage does it better. The radio blared an upbeat techno song that Sakuyia knew. She sang along merrily with it and began to dance.

Sakura watched in amusement as Sakuyia flipped a pancake in the air and caught it on a plate while still dancing. She snuck quietly up to the counter and turned off the radio.

Sakuyia immediately stopped singing and dancing. Sakuyia pouted a little and set the two plates that held pancakes down on the table, "Breakfast is served." Sakura grinned and mumbled thank you.

Sakura smiled softly as she sat down and began to nibble on her breakfast, "So, do you wanna leave early, and be the first ones to get our schedules?" Sakura didn't like waiting to do things until the last minute if they could be done now. It usually drove her sister nuts but oh well. It was just how she was.

Sakuyia nodded and did the chicken dance in her seat. Sakura shook her head and chuckled as she began to cut up her pancake and eat. Sakuyia was always a bit weird, but that's what made her, well, her.

"So, Sakura… Is that what you're wearing today?" Sakuyia asked coyly and raised an eyebrow at her sister's outfit. Sakura glanced down at her outfits that consisted of a pair of tight fitting, extremely holey faded jeans, and a tight fitting black tank top that read in hot pink writing, 'Caution: Good girl know to suddenly have fits of naughtiness', and nodded. Sakuyia grinned wickedly and Sakura already knew what was coming next. It didn't take a genius to figure it out.

"Who ya trying to impress those spaghetti straps?" Sakura still blushed madly and shook her head, "No one… I just felt like wearing the tank top today and the jeans are my favorite, you know that…" Sakura stumbled clumsily over her words. She knew and Sakuyia knew that she wanted to break out of her shy shell and live a little when it comes to the guys. But Sakura had and probably would always continue to restrain herself when it came to the human boys at their school. Just because they were human and she was definitely not.

Sakuyia grinned wildly again, but it didn't quite reach her golden eyes. Her sister knew her too well, and moved on to the next topic, "Speaking of spaghetti, it's almost time for school."

Sakura blinked and stared at Sakuyia, confused probably clear on her face, "Uh… Sakuyia? What does spaghetti have to do with school?" Sakuyia looked at her and shrugged carelessly.

"It's a way to get from one subject to another."

Sakura just nodded slightly, knowing better than to question Sakuyia about it. It only confused her even more.

Breakfast passed rather quickly and Sakura turned the radio back on. 'HIM' now came blaring through the radio and Sakura smiled, savoring her favorite band's music. Bittersweet music always seemed to win her over. But the music was suddenly interrupted when an excited scream rang through the house.

"HAIR AND MAKEUP CHECK!!!"

Sakura sighed in defeat as Sakuyia ran up to her and inspected her hair. Sakura had simply curled her shoulder length hair into loose ringlets and straightened her bangs so they hung in front of her right eye. Sakuyia muttered good, good and then focused on her makeup. She was wearing some mascara, slightly dramatic black eyeliner, dusky pink eye shadow, a pink blush that stood out on her pale cheeks, and clear lip gloss.

"Perfect! Now, what about me?"

Sakura looked down at the simple French twist Sakuyia was wearing and smiled, "Your hair is great and your make up…" Sakura smiled at Sakuyia cherry red lipstick and dramatic black eyeliner, mascara, and red eye shadow, "Wonderful!" Sakuyia's face lit up. Her enthusiasm was always hard to contain. Sakura could never understand why she was always so happy, even in difficult and dangerous situations or when reminded of their past.

Sakuyia giggled and ran back upstairs to get their shoes. Leaving Sakura to think about their past. She constantly thought on it before going into school where questions from new people bombarded them.

Even though the two of them weren't actual sisters, they acted as if they were. They were probably closer than any blood sister. They had gone through some shit together that made them bond. Both of them were put in a foster home at the age of 6. They both stayed there for 4 years and grew up together. They were both adopted by an old woman by the name of Mushi. She loved them to no extent and made sure that they would never be separated. She died when both girls were 15. Her death still weighed heavily on them.

Both girl than got a new guardian, Itumushi, Mushi's daughter. Their new guardian was rarely home, always away on business in America, different European countries, or China. The girls had grown not to mind and loved Itumushi too. After all, she was all they had left of Mushi and she did love and care for the girls.

To add on to the fact that the two weren't actual blood related sisters, their looks couldn't have been more different. The girls were constantly asked about it at school.

Sakuyia was shorter than the usual senior, reaching about 5'1 ft. But she loved her height and used it to her advantage all the time. (Though, she did absolutely hate it when others brought it up) She was very tiny but curvy as hell at a mere 104 lbs and could eat whatever the hell she wanted without gaining weight. Her looks were on the darker complexion. Her skin was a gorgeous golden tan and her hair was a pitch black color that had a purple shine to it that reached down to her mid-back. Her eyes were also an interesting dark gold that had a black rim to it.

Sakura on the other hand was the complete opposite. She was quite a bit taller, reaching 5'8. And she weight around 121, giving her body a very thin, curvy but healthy look to it. Sakura had to work to maintain her weight though and watched what she ate closely. Her skin was a milky, flawless white compared to her sister's perfect tan. Sakura's hair was a pale, shoulder length blond with bangs that hung below her eyes. Where Sakuyia's hair was straight as a needle, Sakura's had a natural curl to it. Her eyes were also unusual; they were pale silver that had a slightly darker gray rim to them causing her to almost have a blind look.

Sakura's thoughts slid to another topic, her past before the orphanage. Painful memories that just didn't make sense clashed in her mind. It made her physical flinch as if someone had threatened to hit her. It was always like that. The first memory she had was of her standing in front of the orphanage with Sakuyia, not knowing how they got there. Or who she was even really. She was pretty banged up too. Sakura winced in pain and shook away that train of that. It would just bring her down before she even got to school.

"Get your things, Sakura! We're riding blue elephant today!" Sakuyia shouted from the stairs, tossing a pair of black flip-flops at Sakura. She caught them and slipped them on, pouting.

"But I wanna ride my car to school today, Sakuyia… We can drive yours tomorrow, ok?" Sakura shouted back. She waited patiently for an answer.

"How about you drive yours, and I'll drive mine. I mean isn't that what Itumushi-kun bought them for?" Sakuyia's voice came closer to the living room until Sakura could see the mischievous look brewing in Sakuyia's eyes.

She grinned excitedly, knowing exactly what her trouble-making half was up to. Both them giggled and raced out of the house where the two mustangs waited, gleaming in the morning light.

Sakuyia along the way, screamed, "RACE!"

~Kurama's p.o.v.~

Kurama sighed once again. Hiei still refused to even acknowledge him, not even a glance or his infamous, 'Hn'. The silence was beginning to wear on him. Though, Kurama had to admit that Hiei did have a reason to be angry.

Hiei was pissed because of Shoiri, Kurama's kaa-san, decided that his school was the reason Kurama was gone all the time. So she had him transferred to Meinja High. It was supposedly one of the top schools there and strict when it came to attendance.

After learning that he was switching schools, Kurama panicked a little (which was rather unusual, but it was his senior year and wanted people he knew around him) and asked Koenma to enroll Hiei, Yusuke, and Kuwabara with him. He had told Koenma that it would be easier for the team to keep together and work on missions. Not that they had trouble with that now. But it worked nonetheless.

Kurama had made sure that he and Hiei had to the same classes together and the four of them had lunch together. And to add on top of all of that, Kurama made Hiei dress in Ningen jeans and a white muscle t-shirt. He tried explaining to Hiei that his clothes weren't exactly normal for humans.

This all led up to the uncomfortable silence between them. Kurama sighed and tried to apologize once more, "Look, Hiei, I'm sorry. I didn't want to go to some school I didn't even know existed all by myself."

Hiei's heated ruby glare now fixed on Kurama's face. The old saying, 'If looks could kill' crossed Kurama mind.

"Hn… You even went as far as to get Koenma to say it would be good for me. And when I protested, he threatened me, saying that I could go to school with you and those other two bakas or stay in Spirit World and help him out with paperwork and such for the next couple years."

Kurama looked down at the sidewalk, slightly embarrassed. Hiei 'hn'ed once more before turning away from the redhead.

Neither had a car, they were walking to school and planned on meeting up with Yusuke and Kuwabara there.

"VRROOOOOOM!" Two cars sped past Kurama and Hiei, music blaring. Both of the cars stopped at the red light. Each car took turns revving the engines and the distinct sound of girls' laughter reached Kurama's ears. The light turned green and both were off, taking a sharp turn. Skid marks were left.

Kurama sighed, 'Teenage boys and cars…' Hiei and Kurama entered the school grounds and headed towards the front entrance, where two goof balls awaited them.

"Oi! Urameshi, they're here!"

Kurama and Hiei walked up to where Yusuke was taking a nap under a cherry blossom tree. Kuwabara smiled at Kurama, "Morning, Kur- I mean Shuichi." Kurama waved slightly and gave a small smile, "Good morning to the both of you."

Hiei 'Hn'ed and kick Yusuke in the side lightly, "Get up, Urameshi…" Yusuke groaned and sat up, rubbing his eyes, "What? Is it time for school already?" Kurama chuckled and nodded, "Come on. Let's get our schedules."

They slowly made their way to the front office and were greeted by the receptionist. She smiled sweetly and pointed at the door that said, 'Guidance Office'. "To go your schedules and than go see Sensei Tuski in there, to change your schedule, see me, and to file a complaint, go to your homeroom teacher."

Kurama smiled and thanked the receptionist. Hiei, Yusuke, and Kuwabara followed him into the guidance office. A blond woman waved them inside.

"Hello, I'm Shuichi Minamino. And this is Hiei Jaganshi, Yusuke Urameshi, and Kazuma Kuwabara." Kurama said, seating himself across the woman. Hiei stood by the wall and stared. While Yusuke and Kuwabara stood behind him impatiently.

~Sakuyia's p.o.v.~

Sakuyia zipped into a parking spot and turned off the car before her sister could park properly next to her. She hopped out of the car and laid on the hood. She soaked in the warmth of the hood, lavishing every last drop of it.

"My preciousssss… Precious!!!" Sakuyia purred as she rubbed the hood. Oh, how she loved her car. The speed, the power, it was oh so great.

Sakura stepped out of the car and pouted. Sakuyia only grinned cheekily and continued to praise her 'baby'.

"That wasn't fair, Sakuyia! You got a head start at the light and got the inside of the corner. And to add on top of that, Sensei Kin decided to jump out in front of me…" Sakura whined as she leaned against her car. Sakuyia got into a kneeling position and pushed the antenna. She than proceeded to stand and screamed. She had to proclaim to the world how great she was. They must know. She grinned wildly.

"I AM A SPEED DEMON… AHHHHH!!! OH MY GOD! IT'S A PURPLE WHITE POLKA DOTTED HIPPO!!!" Sakuyia stood, her finger shakily pointing at a large woman in a purple and white polka-dotted suit. Her grin had disappeared and so had the blood from her face. The site was just too horrendous to bear. The woman turned to Sakuyia and frowned, a vein was clearly seen throbbing in her forehead.

Sakura's eyes widened in horror before she bursted out laughing, "Sakuyia... hahahahaha… you're so hahahaha… s-s-sso… hahaha… MEAN!" Sakuyia put on her best innocent face and pointed at herself, "Me, I'm not mean. I'm the nicest person in the world. Speaking of the world, let's get our schedules!!!"

Sakuyia hopped off the hood of her car and fetched her stuff from the car. A sweatdrop rolled down from the side of Sakura's face as she also got her stuff.

As soon as they had gathered their stuff, they began to head up to the auditorium to get their schedules.

~20 minutes later~

Once Sakuyia and Sakura were in their homeroom, they went over their schedules.

"Hmm… I got honors history AP, algebraic equations AP next, AP art third, and AP Lit fourth hour. What do you have?" Sakura asked, looking down at a bright yellow paper.

Sakuyia looked down at her own paper and grinned, "I've got all the same classes except I got chorus third and a class called… SEXUAL EDUCATION! I'M GONNA LEARN HOW TO MAKE BABIES! PRACTICE MAKES PERFECT!" Sakuyia declared, standing on her desk, pointing at the ceiling with one hand, and the other on her hip. She was pumped for that class. P-U-M-P-E-D.

Many boys in the classroom either gave perverted look or weirded out glances. The girls just sneered and growled at Sakura and her. But she ignored them both. Sakura, on the other hand, blushed at the sudden attention of the whole class. She was never good at ignoring others. She quickly pulled Sakuyia off the desk. Sakuyia tumbled onto floor, landing on her butt. She quickly stood up, grumbling about evil sisters who want to hurt people's tushies.

Just as she stood up, two very cute looking boys walk into the room. Hm, fresh, not to mention hot, meat.