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Chapter 4"Hitomi, please we have to leave," Kurama sighed into the door. Something slammed against in defiance again.
"NA!" The word was muffled, high-pitched, and breathy. Kurama, even in the current situation, smiled at her rendition of the word 'No'.
"Its only school. You have all your classes with me and your locker is next to mine. No one will bother you if you don't want them to!" Hitomi hit the door again She was not returning to that place, she already went there almost every night in her dreams on the other side, Kurama sighed again and vaguely wondered how many time she could make him before the day was up. Knowing her, it could be a lot.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a tiny seed. He hated having to resort to this for occurrences like it left her confused and a little wary of him. She didn't need to know about what he really was. Not yet anyway. He pushed the seed into the door handle. With a small touch, the seed sprouted and the lock clicked open. Kurama swung the bathroom door open to reveal a surprised and confused Hitomi perched on the edge of the bathtub.
"Lets go young lady," with quick movements, he caught her off guard and grabbed her arm, proceeding to drag her from the room.
"NA! NA, NA, NA! NA!" She beat at his arm and grabbed onto things to try and slow him down and give her a chance to break his grip. She was not going down with out a fight. She lost when he resorted to picking her up and carrying her over his shoulder.
"Mother! Get her coat, hat, and gloves please! She'll put them on when she calms down,"
"NA!"
"Of course dear!" Shiori, Kurama's mother, hurried out of the kitchen and dug her things out of a small cupboard. Kurama gathered the things in his free arm as his mother turned to the door quickly.
"NA!"
It opened to a surprised and perturbed Hiei. Hiei's eyes traveled up to struggling girl on Kurama's shoulder. The skirt that was colored to match Kurama's uniform in school spirit flapped a little high. Hiei abruptly looked away, blushing beside his resolve not to do so. Why did women have to wear those silly and absolutely pointless things called thongs?
"NA!"
"Hiei? What are you doing here at this time in the morning?"
"NAAA!"
"…Breakfast," He replied tentatively.
"Have you not been to the grocery store again? Hiei, you have to keep up on those things,"
Hitomi suddenly stopped struggling when she realized that there was another conversation going on and peered over her shoulder the best of her ability. When she realized who he was, she gasped and frantically tapped Kurama on the shoulder. He got the message and set her down.
Hitomi set to work straightening her clothing and checking her appearance. She glared at Kurama and Hiei used her lack of attention on him to look at what she was wearing.
She was dressed in a school uniform with the same colors as Kurama's. Her outfit consisted of a white long sleeve shirt, a purple skirt, and brown loafers. The collar on her shirt was like a suit jacket with red trim and the same trim on the cuffs. A white under shirt was beneath the other. Her hair was done up in braided pigtails and she had a light dusting of make-up on her features.
Hitomi smiled at him while attempting to slug Kurama and do damage. Shiori popped her head out of the door.
"Morning!" she said gaily.
Hiei nodded politely. She was used to this by now and understood why Hiei was the way he was. After the whole mirror fiasco, Kurama was compelled to tell her the truth and she took it well.
"I hope you have a good day at school you two! Hiei lets see about your breakfast,"
"We have a bus to catch. Come on Hitomi," Hitomi gasped in horror and tried to escape back inside, "No way," Kurama caught her around the waist and carried her away. Kurama turned around and Hitomi was seen to be fiercely struggling, held against her winter clothes and his chest, her arms pinned to her sides.
"Hiei, you need to go shopping for food afterwards," Kurama said in a mock motherly tone, "Don't forget the milk and eggs!" Hitomi made eye contact with Hiei and he was surprised to see they held more than defiance. Pure terror was reflected in her gaze and Hiei couldn't help but think maybe this was a bad idea. When he began to raise his psychic energy images pushed their way into his mind with amazing force. Hiei was taken aback at the sneering faces and unimaginable psychological pain. Her fear was actually powerful enough to push its way into his mind. Hiei suddenly felt the pressing need to rescue this girl and take her far away, but he didn't move.
"So, Hiei, how 'bout that breakfast?" Shiori beamed at him, knowing nothing of what he had just saw. She suddenly made him sick.
"Actually, I've lost my appetite," Hiei never took his eyes off of the two standing at the bus stop as the vehicle pulled up. Kurama set her down but held her arm tightly so she could not get away.
"Oh, are you sure?" Shiori sounded confused. The bus pulled away. Hiei nodded, still staring in the other direction. "Alright then, see you later,"
"Yes, thank you for the offer," Hiei walked away as Shiori retreated into the house. As soon as Hiei heard the door softly close, he disappeared, leaving only a lingering wisp of shadow.
"Class, I'd like you to meet Minamino Hitomi," the history teacher said loudly over the rolling whispers of the class, "She'll be studying with you all for a month," Hitomi groaned inwardly.
'Crimanitly, how many times do I have to do this today?' She wondered, scuffing her shoe on the floor and tugging on a pigtail. So far, through the whole day, she had gone through this time, time and again and she hadn't even made it to lunch yet.
"Sir, is she related to Suiichi?" Said a whiny, nasally voice from the corner of the room. Hitomi looked up only to be filled with disgust of the speaker.
It was one of those, what she liked to call, "Victoria Honeys". Long, flowing hair, thin face, perfect features, and all around ruthless to any one in their way. This particular girl was a brunette, who had cat like blue eyes.
"Uh… Yes she is, Victoria," Hitomi suddenly grinned largely and every one looked at her funny. Boy, had she called that one right. She snorted in her hand as the teacher cleared his throat importantly.
"Well, Hitomi, since this is history class," he chuckled dryly, obviously about to crack a joke. She rolled her eyes, "Why don't you tell us a little about your self," The world suddenly stopped.
The ground spun and a sea of faces reeled around her. What was she going to do?
'I-I can't do this!' She thought, feeling suddenly faint, 'I've got to get out of here!'
Atop the building Hiei leaned forward with interest. What would she do? Would she actually run? As he saw the whole class through her eyes, he felt her anguish bud in him. Heft felt unexpectedly ill at ease. Her anxiety was getting bigger by the second. Kurama knew nothing of what was happening so he had to do something or else she might die from hyperventilating.
'Calm down,' He said, once in her mind, 'you'll be alright'
'Oh man, what a time to be hearing voices! This can't be happening! I'm feeling faint!' She clenched her fists over and over again. 'What will I do! I'm going insane! First I'm here, having to speak in front of a stupid class filled with patronizing people when I CAN'T SPEAK and now I'M HEARING VOICES! I think I'm gonna be sick! I-'
'Shut up!' Maybe this was a bad idea.
'How can I shut up? I can't shut up my mind? Can I? I can't make my self stop thinking!'
'Enough!' Hiei thundered, the words echoing through her mind. 'She has a lot of space in there doesn't she?' He thought, keeping that one to himself. At least he stopped her incessant babbling. 'Now, look at your cousin,'
Hitomi looked for Kurama but he was no longer in his seat. She turned her head towards the teacher and saw her cousin heading towards the old man.
"Sir…" Kurama leaned in close to the teacher and held a short, quiet conversation. The whole classroom stood still and Hitomi just held her breath. After a few seconds, the teacher furrowed his already wrinkly brow and nodded.
"I see. I may have to discuss this with the school board but for now, Hitomi, would you please take an empty seat?" Hitomi nodded numbly and walked slowly to get a seat as near to Kurama as possible.
'See?' said that same voice, 'panicking gets you nowhere,' she forced her self to take a few deep breaths.
'I'm sitting hear, listening to a voice that is not one of my own thought personalities, in a seat at a place I never wanted to return to, wondering whether or not I'm schizophrenic, and you're telling me not to panic?' She snorted softly, boring holes through her desk as she glared at it indignantly. 'Who are you any way…? This is so weird!'
Hiei some how over looked that part of his plan. Of course she'd be wondering whom it was speaking to her. He mentally hit himself.
'I'm your… conscience,' he finished lamely.
'Why my conscience? I don't remember doing anything wrong,' She was making this really difficult.
'Listen, I'm just here, whatever you call me,'
'But you weren't here before and I have absolutely no idea where you came from and, again let me emphasize this, I'm wondering why I'm not panicking right now, and don't think I'm going to listen to you just because you're inside my brain. I don't listen to reason. Have you always been here?' Silence. 'Hello?…'
'Done yet?' Hitomi was embarrassed to find she had been rambling.
'Yeah I guess so…… I wonder if this voice is a guy or a girl?'
'I'm male. You're impossible!' Hiei was sure he could melt something with the fire in his eyes at that moment, he was so angry.
'You heard that!'
'You thought it, remember? You're making this harder than it has to be you know,'
'Oh…' Blink… Blink… 'WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING? I don't want you to hear my thoughts! Go away! That is an invasion of my personal space! Creep! I-… hello?'
No answer.
'Hello?' Hitomi scratched her pencil over her "notes" in thoughtful sketching. 'How odd was that?' She was unaware of the two, icy blue eyes staring at her.
Meanwhile, on top of the school building, Hiei fumed. His plan had backfired, no it had more than backfired, it backfired and hit him in the face. He should have known as a human she would not be able to recognize telepathy and most likely wouldn't react well to it. He shouldn't waste precious time doing stupid things like that. 'Humans, what a waste of godly talent,'
He disappeared from the rooftop causing a student on the ground to do a double take.
The teacher, despite what had happened and almost gone unnoticed on the roof, continued to drone about the shoguns. Hitomi only stared, glassy eyed out the window. She hated class work since she really couldn't participate any more. She always learned better by teaching it her self after school. Hitomi smiled, the only reason she wasn't locked away in some resource room was because of her great record. Even during the... stuff, she went through, she kept her high grades. Every on hated her because she was one who got straight A's and never cracked a book.
A piece of folded paper plopped onto her desk, surprising her out of her daydreaming. As soon as she was sure no one was looking, she snatched it up and opened it with as little noise as possible. (Which, when you're really trying to be quiet, it doesn't seem to work)
The note read in loopy letters,
"Hey there new girl!
I would like you to join me for lunch to day! See you then!
XOXO Victoria"
Hitomi concentrated on it hard. Her, Hitomi, sitting at a table with others; most likely other Victoria Honeys. But her with other people, her least favorite ones at that. She could be wrong, though, maybe she judged them to early. She might as well take a chance. She folded the paper and set it in her book.
The bell another 2 class periods passed before lunch hit. That meant two more agonizing introductions and two more patronizing teachers to learn of her secret.
That day Hitomi was brown bagging it, she didn't need to embarrass herself in the lunch line. As soon as she had retrieved the lunch from her locker, she slammed the door to reveal Kurama.
"Ready to go Hitomi?" He too had a sack lunch, "There's a table in the corner of the cafeteria by a window that I always sit in," much to his surprise, Hitomi shook her head.
"What?"
Hitomi handed him the piece of paper.
"Victoria… really," Hitomi nodded, not fully understanding what his expression was for. He looked… suspicious although she didn't know why. "Oh, go Hitomi. I hope you have fun," She nodded again and headed off to the lunchroom. It wasn't exactly hard to find. All she had to do was follow the crowd of people. Kurama was behind her, slightly to the right.
'What's gonna happen?' Hitomi wondered gripping the bag tighter and inspecting her surroundings. The school was nice, well kept, and filled with people. She grinned while passing a group of boys who were shooting her interested looks. 'Cute boys, always a plus,' she then grimaced 'They always thought me the cute and quiet one until they eventually find out what my defect is, then they seem to vanish,' The big brown door frame was in her face before she knew what was happening and she narrowly avoided it. 'You're not BLIND too! Pay attention,' she scolded her self while entering the room.
The amount of students was staggering. Her nerves suddenly resurfaced, as they all seemed to stare back at her. Some tables had people with black hats, other had a boom box, others were obviously filled with the different sports teams. Dance, nerds… 'boy this school is cliquey!'
"Hey! Hey! Hitomi! Over here!" Hitomi saw Victoria waving her down amidst a group of girls.
'I really help this goes well,' Hitomi wadded through the crowd weak kneed and tense.