Thank you my reviewers! ;D I feel so special!

You know, watching Yu Yu Hakusho all the time is great inspiration. It's like I can hear their voices! Lawl.

Okay, welcome people to chapter two!

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The lunch bell rang and Yusuke couldn't have been any more relieved. As people pushed their desks together to eat, Yusuke let out a loud sigh and threw his books to the floor. "Man, I hate this. I am so not coming to school tomorrow." He ducked his head quickly before Keiko could decide to hit him. When she didn't even make a move to hit him he opened one eye cautiously, seeing Keiko wasn't even looking at him. She was staring at a girl across the room who was sitting by herself near the window. Yusuke blinked, looking between the two girls. Keiko? Staring off into space? That didn't make sense. Deciding to test how good she was listening, he leaned back in his chair and put his feet on the desk with a cocky grin. "Hey, Keiko, I've got some dirty mags in my bag, you wanna see?"

Again, no response. Kuwabara's head tilted to the side as he looked at his best friend sitting next to him. Kuwabara looked towards the girl Keiko was staring at, checking his senses. Her spirit energy was fine on his radar. A little higher then a normal human, but that could be stress levels affecting her; they had finals next semester and a test tomorrow. Seeing no reason for Keiko to be staring at the girl, he nudged Yusuke. "What's with her?" Hearing Kuwabara's voice, Keiko shook her head and looked back towards Yusuke and Kuwabara before sitting down in her desk in their small square of desks. "Hey, you okay? You look spaced out there Keiko." Yusuke glanced at Kuwabara when he talked, then back at Keiko.

Keiko waved a hand at their concerned looks. "Oh nothing! It's nothing; I was just… observing someone."

Yusuke looked past her and at the black haired girl near the window. "Well, let's invite her over here. She's kinda cute you know. Hey! Short hair girl, get your –ss over here!" Yusuke stood up and waved while Keiko ducked her head down, hitting him hard in the arm.

Keiko was going to kill her boyfriend.

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Aiko sat at the front of the classroom, ignoring the people as they pulled their desks together. She wasn't much of a social butterfly seeing as she and her family moved a lot with her father's job. She had lived on all four of Japan's main islands, once on the very southern group of isles below Kyushu in Okinawa, and even in Hong Kong one year. She had been homeschooled that year. It made for an impressive track record with high schools, but a daunting barrier to make friends. Everyone at these schools had grown up together, played together as kids, and sometimes it went back for generations. They weren't about to welcome a new kid into their cliques. Her family had finally settled here in Tokyo and if she was lucky, she'd graduate this year from this school. Sighing heavily, Aiko unpacked her lunch and dipped a tuna roll into some soy sauce before popping it into her mouth. Her mood immediately lifted at the salty taste and she stared out the window, letting her mind wander. It wasn't so bad, she mused. She wasn't into sex, drugs, gangs, or alcohol, so that had to be a plus, right?

Her class mates were loud and rowdy behind her, filling the class room with a familiar din. When an unfamiliar voice called out for the 'bobbed haired girl', she turned around/ Seeing as she was the girl with the shortest hair in the class room, Aiko assumed the rowdy green clad man was talking about her. Pointing her chopstick at herself she saw a brunette girl hit the boy and he winced, before shooting her a cheesy grin.

"Yeah, you! Bobbed hair girl, com'here!"

Aiko reluctantly set her chopsticks down and stood, smoothing her skirt out as she crossed the class room to their corner on the other side of the room. She recognized the brunette as their class president, Keiko Yukimora. It must be important business if she was sitting over here with the class clowns. "Yes, can I help you?"

Yusuke leaned over and pulled a chair over so she had somewhere to sit. "Yeah, you can help me by sitting down and talking to us. What gives, you just sit by yourself over in the corner. You allergic to people or something-eh!" Keiko's foot ground into his instep and he jerked back in his chair to get away from Keiko.

"Please excuse my boyfriend Yusuke, he's a dimwit." Yusuke glared and was about to flip the bird before Keiko gave him a dark look.

Aiko watched with amusement as the two lovers quarreled together and looked towards Kuwabara who was calmly eating his food. Retrieving her own food, Aiko sat back down and ate her own bento boxed lunch, watching the two go at it. After ten minutes of a screaming and slapping match, Yusuke gave in and sat down, huffing. He gave Aiko's lunch a very considering look and whistled innocently, his fingers tiptoeing for a roll. She ate them like no one's business; surely she wouldn't notice that delectable eel roll on the corner missing? It looked so lonely, just begging to be eaten! A pair of chopsticks quickly gripped his fingers when they were about to touch the prized roll. "Ye-OUCH! What the hell?!"

Aiko released his fingers from her chopsticks, picking up the sushi roll and handing it to him. "If you wanted food, all you had to do was ask Urameshi-san."

Yusuke popped the sushi into his mouth, nursing his sore finger. "How'd you know my name?"

Aiko motioned to his green jumpsuit. "You stick out like a sore thumb Urameshi-san. You have a… reputation."

Yusuke put his pinky in his ear and moved it around with nonchalance, making Aiko shake her head and finish eating. "Yeah, whatever. Just call me Yusuke, everyone else does. Oh yeah, and this red and blue Christmas ornament behind me is Kuwabara. And you know Keiko."

Kuwabara resisted the urge to hit his friend in the head, instead giving Aiko a charming look. "Pleased to meet you Miss… uh…" He ducked his head to a conspirator whisper and Aiko did the same so she could hear him. "Say what is your name anyhow?"

"Wakahisa, Aiko, at your service." Aiko packed up her lunch and threw it away neatly by tossing it into the nearby garbage can over Yusuke's head. She felt too lazy to actually get up when it was open like that and less then two feet away, so why not shoot for it?

Yusuke gave off a lecherous grin and leaned forward towards Aiko. "Any service?"

Aiko and Keiko gave him sharp looks and he quickly scooted behind Kuwabara. "Maybe not, eh heh heh…"

Aiko glanced to Keiko, shaking her head. "Thank you for the company Keiko-san." The bell rang and desks scraped along the floor as they were pushed back into their normal positions. Keiko smiled easily at Aiko.

"It's not a problem. I'm just sorry that my boyfriend is such a lecher. Why don't you sit with us from now on? You always sit by yourself; you have to be bored, right?" Keiko smiled even more as Aiko's smile was returned.

"Yeah, Aiko should sit with us! Next time we'll keep Urameshi on a leash and pack him a lunch. I mean, he's just an over sized wimp. Compared to Hiei and Kur—" This time Yusuke ground his foot into Kuwabara's instep. The tall teenager jumped up howling, holding his foot. Keiko put her head in her hands as Yusuke preceded to beat Kuwabara senseless. The class watched for a moment before turning towards the front, the fighting between the two nothing out of the ordinary whenever Yusuke bothered to show up for class. "Ouch! Urameshi cut it out, what'd I do!? All I said was you were a shrimp compared to Hiei and Ku—"

A fist to his face had him hitting the back wall as Yusuke tried shutting him up. "You idiot! Would you shut up?!"

Kuwabara glared and got up, full out tackling Yusuke. People screamed and got up as the two started wailing on each other. Aiko jumped out of her seat as it became a casualty, pulling Keiko out of the way of a flailing foot. "Hey! Cut it out you two, it's not necessary—" She winced a little at a particularly vicious hit. "—to beat the snot out of each other!!" Aiko let out a gasp as Kuwabara's nose started to gush blood and Yusuke earned a split lip. They rolled and Aiko pushed Keiko back before tripping herself over a fallen chair. She hit the floor and the boys rolled over her, exchanging punches above her. Panic seized her for a moment and Aiko acted out of instinct for self preservation. "Get off of me!!" Kuwabara and Yusuke looked up in time to see her hands flying. Her heel took Yusuke's nose and there was an awkward crunch. Her other hand back handed Kuwabara at a weird angle, doing the second boy less damage then Yusuke.

Blood spurted from Yusuke's nose onto Aiko's uniform and face making her cobalt colored eyes widen. Had she done all that? Wow, the heel to nose trick really did work! She'd have to tell her mother… assuming she wasn't grounded for life for hitting someone.

"That is enough! Urameshi, Kuwabara, and Wakahisa, afterschool detention! Now, get up off the floor and see the nurse. Don't come back until this period is over, do you understand?!" Aiko tilted her head backwards from her position on the floor to see their tall and imposing teacher. His face was twisted into a permanent scowl these days, and it was twisted even more at this point. He looked like he was about to explode from anger! Yusuke helped Aiko up carefully, holding his bleeding nose and mouth while Kuwabara gave her an apologetic look through his black eye. Oh her mother was going to love this.

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The final bell for school rang loudly and as people rushed out the door, a very sullen Aiko sat in the back of the class room, gathering her things. Detention. What a perfectly lovely word. Keiko had reprimanded Yusuke and Kuwabara so harshly once class had started that she decided she would give the two a break and not say anything to them about it. After all, it wasn't their fault… well, not entirely anyways.

"Come on Bobby, let's get going."

Aiko's head jerked up at the new voice, her straight hair swinging with the sudden movement to see Yusuke and Kuwabara standing at her desk and the class room empty. She gathered her briefcase and stood, flanked by either senior on her sides as they walked down the school's long and semi-crowded hallways.

"Why are you calling me Bobby, Yusuke-san?"

Yusuke rolled his eyes, lightly nudging the girl with his elbow. She briefly bumped into Kuwabara but kept walking, shooting him an annoyed look. "Quit the san part, it gets annoying. Anyways, your hair is in a bob cut, right? So why not call you Bobby? Besides, calling you Aiko is awkward. It's like screaming 'Hey look at her, her name is love child!!' Yeah, pretty awkward. So, from now on, your name is Bobby."

Aiko rolled her eyes and smiled. Despite the fact she had detention, Aiko was in a pretty good mood. She would get to see her grandmother in the hospital, and her grandmother always cheered her up. She had been fine up until her asthma started to bother her and she caught a cold. The two were a deadly combination, but because her grandmother was a healthy soul, she was pulling through just fine… At least she hoped she would.

Aiko briefly thought of the white inhaler in her briefcase and her fingers tightened on the handle for a moment. No one except her mother and brother knew she had asthma, and she intended on keeping it that way. She hadn't had an attack in two years, thankfully, but she kept the little plastic container as a precaution. It was a weakness that she didn't like sharing with the world.

"So, I beat you up pretty good Urameshi didn't I?" Kuwabara chuckled and Yusuke rolled his eyes, pushing him sideways with his hand. Kuwabara stumbled lightly before pushing Yusuke back. Thankfully they had reached the room already where detention was held on the first floor of the school before they could become even more rowdy. Shutting the sliding door behind the three, their detention teacher walked in. His features reminded one of a rat, not unlike Yusuke's junior high teacher that tried failing Kuwabara when they were fourteen. He was scrawny and shrewd as he looked at the three.

"Have a seat you delinquents and don't make much noise. I'll be back." As he stood up there was a buzzing sound and he looked at the phone that had been connected to the walls next to the doors. A buzz was usually a call from the front office. He looked at the white phone with distaste, seeing the light flashing next to it that told him it was ringing. Picking up the white receiver, the teacher spoke quietly into it, shooting the three evil glances. He hated detention duty. He went quiet and listened to the secretary on the other end. Oh, Wakahisa's grandmother was sick? Oh dear, she was in ICU? Oh well yes that was awful. Could she leave detention early? Oh he'd send her on her way as soon as possible. Disgruntled that a student was getting away, he frowned at Aiko before the cogs in his mind started to turn. After a moment he smiled, a bit gleeful with himself and hung up, giving the receiver a good pat as if it had done him a great service.

He gave Aiko a lewd smile as he walked to the door, unlocking it. "Well Miss Wakahisa, I have some terrible news for you. Because you have forced yourself into detention with these street rats, I'm forced to miss my free hours after school. The office has informed me that you were supposed to see your grandmother this after noon." 'Cue the sinking feeling', Aiko thought, standing up slowly from her desk with her eyes trained on the teacher. The teacher mentally patted himself on the back for getting under a student's skin. With a gleeful smile, he leaned against the corner of his desk as if he had all the time in the world. The pencil in Aiko's grip was starting to bend as she waited for him to finish speaking.

Yusuke shot the man a dirty look. What was his deal anyway; did he want his ass kicked? Yusuke wasn't in the mood for teachers putting an innocent bystander down. "What's even better news for me is that she's dying right now, this very instant, and I'm not letting you leave. You've suffered me an injury by keeping me here, so I shall return the favor to you. I hope you enjoy sitting here in detention for two hours. It will give you ample time to think about getting involved with these two rodents."

The pencil that Aiko had in her hand snapped and dug painfully into her skin. "Your mother called to let the school know that you should be on your way right now." He paused, watching Aiko leave her desk. "Miss Wakahisa, what are you doing?"

Aiko had gone to the corner of the room with her brief case and opened the door to the closet, shutting it behind her.

Yusuke and Kuwabara blinked, and then looked at each other. Kuwabara jerked a thumb at the door. "I think she's lost it." He stood up, towering over the rat-like teacher who bravely tried standing his ground. "Then again, I would too if I was forced to stay here when my grandmother is dying. Let her leave sensei, I'll take her detention for today and tomorrow."

The man waved his fingers, showing off some of the buck teeth in his mouth. "Ah, ah, ah, I make the rules Kuwabara, and she has detention. Therefore, I'm not letting her leave. Why would I want to come back two days in a row when one will suffice? She'll learn, just like everyone else that being involved with you two is being branded." His eyes narrowed. "The sooner this school figures out you two are no good, the better." Kuwabara was sure that this teacher and the one from his junior high were somehow related; they both liked to make his life miserable.

A sudden swear from the closet and something falling over had the boys turning to look at the back closet. Aiko stepped out, uniform hastily stuffed into her brief case as she came out in a white t-shirt and red shorts with her school shoes. Yusuke looked at the tiny briefcase then back at her. "Where do you keep all that junk?! Gym class was two hours ago!"

Aiko shoved a head band into place, determination on her features. There was no way she was letting this school rule-junkie of a teacher bind her here when her grandmother was in trouble. "Well, as I can't leave through the door, I'll take my exit now, using stage left." She quickly ran to the other side of the room towards the windows, shoving it open and throwing her briefcase outside onto the lawn below them. Yusuke's mouth dropped open for a moment before he grinned. He liked the way this girl operated.

The teacher let out a strangled cry and Kuwabara caught on, helping Aiko keep the window open while she crawled out. Yusuke barred the way for the teacher, cracking his knuckles menacingly. "Now, we can go about this two different ways. Either you stand there and I beat the sh-t out of you, or you can run to the office and tell them that you decided to let Aiko leave early. You have three seconds." The teacher felt sweat form on his forehead as he looked at Yusuke to Aiko, then back to Yusuke. Immediately the man bolted and Yusuke let out a crow of triumph. "Yes! Hell yes, I still got it! Now, back to business."

Aiko swung her legs over the window sill and leaned backwards, seeing as the windows only opened maybe a foot and a half upwards. Sliding against the bottom of the concrete windowsill was difficult on her back but Aiko managed, landing on her feet outside. Kuwabara slid out next, followed by Yusuke as they shut the window behind them. Aiko grabbed her briefcase and bowed hastily to both of them. "Thank you both so much! I wouldn't have been brave enough to do that by myself!" 'I wouldn't have been able to keep the window from slamming on my head like a guillotine either.' Yusuke waved it off, happy that the day hadn't been a total waste. Maybe he should come to school more often. Yusuke watched as she dug around in her briefcase like a squirrel, muttering something about gift cards. Gift cards? As in, free stuff? Hell, he should rescue humans more often, they gave him stuff! His eyes looked up and spotted a familiar figure at the gates. He lifted his hand and the figure gracefully crossed the grass, heading towards them.

His magenta uniform told what school he was from and Kurama crossed the grass, politely excusing himself as he passed people and weaved around them. He felt a number of eyes on him and glanced around, seeing Sarasaki girls fluttering their eyelashes at him. Thankfully none of them approached him. He spotted Yusuke and Kuwabara talking to a girl he'd never seen before, digging through her bag. He lifted a red eyebrow as he approached, standing a little ways behind Aiko so as not to intrude.

"Alrighty! Two passes for free food from Neon Café." She pulled out two white stubs and signed the back with a pen before shoving them into Yusuke and Kuwabara's hands. "Take care, I need to go, okay?" Yusuke watched as she whirled and opened his mouth to warn her that someone was behind her. Aiko only got one push forward from her foot before she nose dived into Kurama's chest. Her nose popped at the forceful contact and she bounced backwards, Yusuke's hands steadying her from falling on the ground. Rubbing her nose, she hastily bowed three times, only seeing a person with red hair in a pink uniform. Her mind immediately clicked 'female' as she began her apologies. "Sorry miss, didn't see you there. Gotta go, bye!!" Aiko said quickly as she darted past Kurama and flat out ran out the gate and down the streets. Her mind shut off it's logical side and urged her to run faster as if hell was chasing her.

The person she had run into cast sharp green eyes after her before settling on the two youth in front of him that were biting their lips. "Yusuke, Kuwabara, I suggest that you refrain from laughing."

Kuwabara and Yusuke coughed violently to hide their amusement and turned away, chuckling under their breath. "K-Kurama! How nice to s-see you again!" Yusuke snorted once before he gained a grinning face and turned back to his red haired partner.

Kurama was less than amused and brushed the dirt off his magenta uniform with a careless flick of his wrist. It wasn't every day he had girls calling him 'miss'. His hair had since grown out and his features were sharper, more defined, but no less handsome. Even his aura screamed 'masculine'. He had every female, and unfortunately some males, in his high school admiring him for his looks, brains, or all of the above. It was scary, actually. Shaking his head, his nose caught onto the scent of the girl and he glanced over his shoulder towards the gates briefly, then back at Yusuke and Kuwabara.

"We have a mission from Koenma; he needs to meet us at the East Side Docks. It's a long walk, so I suggest we get going." He started to walk across the green lawn, Yusuke and Kuwabara falling into step next to him. Once they passed the gates a black shadow joined them on the side walk, walking next to Kurama. "Out of curiosity, why were you crawling out of a window with that girl?"

Yusuke smiled, folding his hands behind his head. "Oh, just threatening teachers, beating the sh-t out of Kuwabara, and saving damsels in distress. You know, the usual." Hiei rolled his eyes discreetly.

"Hn. As if the idiot could save himself from a wet paper bag."

"Bite my ankles shorty! I'll beat you so hard that even Genki can't fix you!"

"I'd like to see you try, perhaps the exercise your weak muscles. Even then, that's not saying much."

Kurama sighed to himself and walked ahead of them with Yusuke at his side. It was going to be a long night.