I own neither Yu Yu Hakusho nor Death Note or anything else. If you haven't read Death Note, it's okay, I won't be giving any spoilers.

I successfully got to my next class, only because it was a few doors away from the gym, and I'd been given a map by the front office. Daisuke had disappeared, not surprisingly. He probably had a different class this period.

Either that, or he was skipping.

As I walked in, a woman that was taller than even Shuichi's friend Kuwabara (and trust me, he's tall) gave me a fake smile and told me to sit where I wanted.

There were groups of tables put around the room, and they were surrounded by chairs.

I decided to sit sort of near the front.

Okay, I sat as close to the front as possible. I was joined by a girl who completely ignored me as she read a volume of manga. The girl tried and failed to hold back a giggle as she read.

"Hi?" I asked, glancing at the cover of her manga. "Is that... Death Note?"

Why the hell would she laugh at Death Note?

The girl looked up from her manga. "Huh? What?" She looked around and spotted me. "Yeah, it is. My ex-boyfriend showed it to me about a month ago, and I just got started reading it."

I was surprised. She didn't mention my brother.

"Death Note's my favorite manga. I reread it a couple of weeks ago, but I read it online." I replied.

"That's cool." The girl went back to her manga. A few seconds later, she burst out laughing.

"Miss Miyamoto! Put that away. It's distracting you and the people around you." The teacher lady was staring directly at the girl next to me.

The girl's head snapped up. "Yes, Mrs. Tanaka." She grabbed her bookmark and put her book away.

"Now that everyone's paying attention, I'm going to go over a few rules and what we are going to cover this semester."

Half the class groaned.

"As you may know, my name is Mrs. Tanaka." She said in a matter-of-fact tone.

I soon tuned her out, pretending to take notes on her pointless lecture, but I was doodling a chibi L playing chess with a chibi Shuichi. I'd learn that crap later.

Shuichi is really good at playing chess. So is L.

After I was done with my doodle, Mrs. Tanaka was still talking.

"And then we're going to start on..." I continued to ignore her, and started on a drawing of Ryuk.

The girl next to me leaned over and looked at my half-finished drawing.

"Hey, it's Ryuk the Shinigami!" She whispered. "That's pretty good. I can't draw worth crap."

The teacher glared at us, continuing to talk, so the girl and I quickly looked up and acted like we were paying attention.

I went back to drawing Ryuk. He was standing on top of a giant apple and grinning like always. As I finished, I signed the picture, on the edge of the apple.

"Here, you can have this." I whispered to the girl, sliding the drawing over to her.

"Really?" The girl asked. She smiled at it, then put it into her binder.

Mrs. Tanaka glared at us, not stopping her lecture. A few moments later, after the girl and I sat up and actually payed attention to her talk somewhat, the bell rang.

The class scrambled to put all of their stuff away in their backpacks and ran out the door. The girl that had been sitting next to me pulled out her manga again and began reading it as if she never had to put it away.

She walked kind of slowly down the hall, absorbed in the manga, so I easily caught up to her.

"Hey, what's your name?" I asked. The teacher had only called her "Miss Miyamoto."

The girl looked up at me. "The name's Bond. James Bond." She said with a straight face.

I burst out laughing. "Hello, James Bond. I'm Hatanaka Shuuichi."

The girl giggled at this. "No, My name's really Ayame."

"Whatever you say, James Bond." I dug out my schedule, since I had only a few minutes to get to the next class.

Band class.

"I'll see you later, Ayame." I called back to her and started to hurry.

Yes, Shuuichi has met a new friend! Isn't that nice? I hope you liked this chapter, and please leave a review, even if you didn't.