A/N : Hey, thanks to my two whole reviewers! Throws party! Here's a cookie for you!

Disclaimer: I own nothing of YYH, but I do own Kira, so please ask before you use her, I'll probably say yes anyways! . Oh yes, and i forgot to put he disclaimer on the last chapter, so here you go! Double cookies for everyone who doesn't yell at me!

Chapter 2: Oh god, school sucks!

Kira woke up the next day with a major headache. She groaned and rolled over, dragging her covers over her head in an attempt to block out the sun. Of course, that didn't block out the horrid beeping of her alarm clock. She yawned and decided to smash it when she could. Then she remembered everything. Wow, was that a freaky drem or what? She decided if she wanted to make it to school on time, she'd better get up. Her dad also had a twisted sense of humor when it came to wake up calls.

She sat up and blearily opened her eyes. Then her eyes shot open. Oh, shit! That was no dream! I really am in YYH, gaurding this stupid world from chaos and destruction! She stood up and looked around for the first time. The room wasn't really to her taste: it was red and gold, the wooden floors covered in plush carpets and throw rugs. Wait, this could be good. Let's see the reaction. Pause. This is so frickin' cool! I'm in YYH, and I can stay forever! I even get to go to Kurama's school! Maybe I'll even meet Koenma one day! Whoohoo! Ok, maybe that was a little too happy, but you got to admit, this was pretty damn cool! So she got up and walked over to her new walk in closet. (1) She quickly grabbed the nearest uniform and stepped back into her room, where she promptly screamed. It... it was... PINK! No! She threw it across the room and walked over to the kitchenette. Great. She had to wear pink. She sighed. the she remembered a tiny detail. All of Kurama's school uniforms had been pink, too. God, was it their school color? Ugh, she wasdefinately going to hurl if she had to wear that... that... thing every day. After she made herself some hot cocoa (2) and a bagel, she walked back over to the uniform, which was now crumpled on the floor. giving it a quick shake she dragged it on. Not only was it too short, it also had too low of a neckline. Add that to the fact that it was pink, and she utterly despised it and wanted it to burn.

Finally, she walked out the door. Then she realized that she had absolutely no idea where she was going. She sighed with relief when she saw Callie on her stick outside the apartment building. Isn't she worried that someone, say, with a camera might notice someone sitting on a floating stick outside their door? She jumped on the back without a comment.

"Morning, Kira! I'm here to take you to school, but after today you have to walk."

"Whatever," Kira groused.

The trip was just as fast as the first one, but Kira thought she had gotten a feel for the directions. Callie dropped her off about a block from school and flew off into the wild blue yonder. Like she cared. She hurried into the school and into the office to pick up her schedule. She then hurried towards her locker and then to her first class. She was just about to leave her locker when somebody stopped her. She turned to face a pleasant Kurama. I swear, that guy is way too happy way too early.

"Hello. You must be new, Can I help you with anything?"

"Shuichi Minamino, right?" (3)

"Yes, how did you know?"

"Let's just say your reputation preceeds you." Wow, that was the understatement of the century. Hope you don't pick up on that, fox-boy.

"Oh. So you want any help?"

"No, I think I got this. I can tie my own shoes and everything, too." Kira said sarcastically and walked away. I'm so nice... not.

She reached class and sat down, instantly whipping out a notebook and starting to sketch. She wasn't really thinking about what she was drawing until she looked down. She had recreated a scene from when she was little. It was her parents and her on the beach, before they had split up. She slammed the notebook shut just the first bell rang. Kurama had slipped in a few minutes ago, and strangely had chosen the seat next to her. She looked up as a harried looking teacher rushed in. He glanced at Kira and motioned her towards the front. You know, I really don't feel like going on display. She stayed where she was. When the teacher looked again, she was drawing again.

"Excuse me, but I believe we have a new student. Could you please come up here?"

"No thanks. I can answer any and all questions without making a spectacle of myself."

"Ahem. It wasn't a request."

Kira sighed. No use in getting in trouble on her first day. She trudged up to the front with all eyes on her.

Before the teacher could say anything else, she said, "My name's Kira. I just moved here, and I know no one, I live alone and I'm going to keep it that way. That should cover all questions." Kira looked around, daring anybody to say anything. Typically, Kurama raised his hand.

"Excuse me, but where did you move from?"

Kira froze. That was one question she couldn't answer. Everyone's eyes followed her as her over-loaded brain did the one thing she could do: she walked up to Kurama and slapped him upside the head.

"If I wanted you to know that, Kur- um, Shuichi, I would have included that in my summary." Kurama gave her a sharp glance as she stumbled over his name, but the teacher cleared his throat before he could ask anything, the teacher interfered.

"If you could please return to your seat, Miss...?"

"Reilly. And don't forget that."

"Right. If you could just allow us to finish class?"

"Sure, whatever." Kira walked back to her seat without looking back.

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A/N: ok, end chapter 2! . please remember to review! Cookies all around!

1) I miss my walk in closet! cries

2) Sorry, but you're dealing with a hot chocolate addict, here.

3) Is that how you spell his human name?

Well, ja ne, everybody!