Yo. It is Emma and my new fiction. Really, it is my first one on here.:o I have one question to ask at the ending. Read it or else.

Please?

Disclaimer: Okay, um.. I do not own Fall Out Boy nor the song they wrote OR any Yu Yu Hakusho characters. ..; Yet, of course.


Seven Minutes In Heaven

I'm sleeping my way out of this one

With anyone who will lie down

I will be stuck fixated on one star

When the world is crashing down

Waves hit against the sand quitely. Rumiko Blake hugged herself tightly for warmth as she stood before the large sea.

Nothing could be heard, but then again, what all could make such a loud sound to awaken the dead? No one, hopefully. Well, that's what the teenager came to thought.

I keep telling myself

I keep telling myself

I'm not the desperate type

But you've got me looking in through blinds

I keep telling myself

I keep telling myself

I'm not the desperate type

Rumiko had mid-length black hair that was pulled into a tight pony-tail. Her black tank-top and matching white capris and black Converse could barely be seen through the darkened night.

The familar redhead, who was giving himself a earned break befre he went crazy, was sitting a well good ways away from her. Amazingly, he was drawn from the setting sun and to Rumiko.

I mean the flock of seagulls above them.

She never had to know, did she?

Kurama smiled lightly, he was watching her. Why? She wasn't that bad looking after all...

Sitting out dances oh the wall

Trying to forget everything that isn't you

I'm not going home alone

Cause I don't do too well

Sitting out dances on the wall

Trying to forget everything that isn't you

I'm not going home alone

Cause i don't do too well on my own

Rumiko looked around, feeling as if she was being watched. She hated that feeling. Hated it.

After a moment of looking around, Rumiko let out a sigh and turned back to the water.

Arising to his feet, Kurama slid past the other teenager. Don't see me, don't see me, don't- he stopped in his tracks. Well, he was stopped dead in his tracks.

A hand.

A girl's hand.

On his shoulder.

To stop him.

Or maybe it was another fan girl.

The only thing worse than not knowing

Is you thinking that I don't know

I'm having another episode

I just need a stronger dose

"Hello," a soft whisper came from the girl who hand not let go of his shoulder.

Kurama smilled, but his fox demon side was howling and whistling inside his thoughts.

"Hey," Kurama nodded, finally feeling her hand slip from his shoulder. He whipped around to look at the one who did have him.

Rumiko paused, "I am Rumiko. Yourself?"

I keep telling myself

I keep telling myself

I'm not the desperate type

But you've got me looking through blinds

I keep telling myself

I keep telling myself

I'm not the desperate type.

Rumiko, eh? "Lovely name, Miss Rumiko. I am Shuichi," Kurama smiled, lightly, "Minamino."

Could Rumiko tell this one to go away? She wished.

Just the hair.. and the eyes... and the him... and his charm...

But she enjoyed having him around.

Even though the whole 'miss' issue creeped her out.

Now, in her mind, she was mentally kicking, biting, punching, and setting herself aflame for such thoughts. She couldn't ever think such things?

"W-well, nice meetin' you, Shuichi!" Rumiko turned on her heels and rushed up the steps leading up to the sidewalk and down the street. "Bye!"

Kurama waved, "G'night, Miss!" He then walked up the stairs and in the other way.

Sitting out dances on the wall

Trying to forget everything that isn't you

I'm not goin home alone

Cause I don't do too well

Sitting out dances on the wall

Trying to forget everything that isn't you

I'm not going home alone

Cause I don't do too well on my own

I keep telling myself

I keep telling myself

I'm not the desperate type

But you've got me looking in through blinds

I keep telling myself

I keep telling myself

I'm not the desperate type

Sitting out dances on the wall

Trying to forget everything that isn't you

I'm not going home alone

Cause I don't do too well on my own


Well? Should I forget it and make it a one-shot fic, or keep going and make a whole stories out of this? Tell me! Emma isn't in currently. Please call back.