Well, here's chapter 8. Thank you so much to everyone who's reading, and thanks a lot to 4-is-lovely for the suggestion that will be used later in the story! And please read her story "Turning Tables"! Well, enjoy!
"Hey Izumy, did you see Shuichi at all yesterday?" Mitsue asked. She was leaning on a nearby desk, Izumy sitting her desk. "He left only a few seconds after you did."
"Yea, I did actually." Izumy asked. "Really nice guy."
"You mean it? Does this mean you two are going out?" Mitsue asked, very excited.
"No, we're not." Izumy answered. "I don't know him that well yet. I expect to be friends with him from now on though."
"Well, it's better than nothing." Mitsue admitted. Then the bell rang for class to start and Mitsue went back over to her seat.
The teacher came in and began the math class. He was talking about exponents and such as Izumy took notes. The teacher then passed out a worksheet and Izumy finished it quickly. She was done before everyone else so she just looked out the window, resting her head in her hand.
'I'm so bored…' She thought. Suddenly she saw some kind of blur jump from one tree in the window to another. She lifted her head up and focused on sensing what the blur was. She then felt some very familiar energy.
'Shouldn't you be working?' A voice commented in Izumy's head.
'I'm done thank you.' Izumy replied. 'So, you're my school time protection Hiei? That's no fun.'
'Hn. I don't like it anymore than you do.' Hiei said. 'Koenma ordered me to.'
'Oh, okay.' Izumy said. 'Great, I'm stuck with "Mr. Sunshine'. This is going to be a long day.' Izumy thought.
'I heard that.' Hiei said.
'Well maybe you wouldn't if you'd get out of my head.' Izumy suggested.
She felt Hiei's presence leave her mind and the bell rang again to change classes. Izumy picked up her things and walked out of the classroom.
The day went by quickly, but not quickly enough for Izumy's taste. There were a few more incidents where Hiei felt he should interject with Izumy's thoughts. Like when she was pitching at P.E. he insisted she do a fastball while she argued a curve would be best. In ended up that the curve ball did the trick and Izumy got to gloat the rest of the period.
It was finally time to go home and Izumy started walking down the sidewalk.
'You escorting me home too?' Izumy asked Hiei telepathically. Now that Hiei had used telepathy on her she was able to copy it and do it too. 'Don't I feel special?'
'I'm only doing this because it's part of my assignment.' Hiei said. 'That's all.'
'Okay.' Izumy said in a voice that hinted she didn't believe him. She did this just to tease him. 'Well, this is my house so you can stop being on "assignment" now.'
Izumy unlocked the door to her house and waved towards the direction she sensed Hiei to be in. She smiled and walked inside the door.
A few days went by and Yusuke finally had to go home. Izumy was busy picking out a room for Kurama to stay in that night.
"What do you think Sanura?" Izumy asked, looking around the forest green room. She was dressed in her usual pajamas and the purple silk robe. "I think he'd like this room."
"I'm still in awe that you're even allowing this." Sanura said, sitting next to Izumy. "You said he was Youko Kurama. Don't you know what Youko Kurama was infamous for?"
"Sure." Izumy answered. "He was the best thief around. I've heard lots of stories about him."
"Not only that." Sanura said. "He was a huge playboy Izumy. He was infamous for being able to get any girl to sleep with him."
"Really?" Izumy asked, walking out of the room. "Well, it's not Youko Kurama we're having over. It's regular Kurama."
"Aren't they one and the same?" Sanura asked.
"Well, I don't know." Izumy answered thoughtfully, sitting down on the living room couch. "I always hear about Kurama from the girls at his high school. Even my own high school has girls who talk about him. So, I don't think he's a playboy, but a lady's man."
Just then the doorbell rang.
"That should be him." Izumy said, standing up.
"I still don't think we can trust him." Sanura complained.
"Sanura, you don't even trust the mail man." Izumy said, going through the doorway to the entrance lobby.
"I've seen him play with the mail before he puts it in the box!" Sanura said. "For all we know he could be planting bombs in your letters!"
Izumy laughed slightly at Sanura's mailman conspiracy and opened the door.
"Hello Izumy." Kurama said, carrying a backpack.
"Hi Kurama, come on in." Izumy said, stepping aside and letting Kurama come in.
"Yusuke was right, you have a very lovely home." Kurama commented.
Izumy closed the door. "Thanks." She motioned for Kurama to follow her and have a seat on the couch in the living room. "I'm guessing Yusuke called the whole team to talk about my house?"
Kurama chuckled. "Actually he called to tell us if he'd sensed any demons or anything like that, but he then started talking about your luxurious home." He sat down on the couch and while Izumy sat in the armchair.
"Oh okay." Izumy said. Sanura hopped up on the couch and sat to stare at Kurama.
"Hello there." Kurama said, spotting the cat. "So this is the cat you'd talked about."
"Yea, that's Sanura." Izumy said, giving her cat a "better-be-nice" look.
"What a nice name." Kurama said. "May I pet her?"
"Sure, if she lets you." Izumy answered.
"I suppose it's alright." Sanura said.
Kurama moved back a little, he looked very surprised.
"I'm a neko." Sanura explained. "I'm in my animal form at the moment as you can see. You don't look anything like Youko."
"Sanura!" Izumy exclaimed. "Sorry about her, she's the most suspicious cat alive."
"It's alright." Kurama said, chuckling. "Well, the reason is because a long time ago, as Youko, I went on a raid and was injured very badly. I took refuge in the womb of a human woman and was born as Shuichi Minamino. I was supposed to leave once my strength had returned, but my human mother became sick, and I couldn't leave her after that."
It was quiet for a minute then, no surprise, Izumy broke the silence.
"That's so sweet." She said smiling. "I hope you're satisfied Sanura! You made him tell his whole life story!"
"I didn't tell him to!" Sanura argued. "He did it on his own! I simply pointed out he didn't look like Youko!"
"Yea, well you didn't have to point that out did you?" Izumy asked.
'Why'd I even say anything?' Kurama thought as the two of them argued. 'I never blurt things out like that.' He looked at Izumy. 'Is it because of her? I feel so comfortable around her.'
"Well, should I show you to your room Kurama?" Izumy asked.
"Sure." Kurama answered. They both got up and went up the stairs.
Izumy opened the door one room to the left of hers. "Here we go. I thought you'd like this room best."
Kurama looked around the beautiful green room and set his bag down on the bed. "It's perfect, thank you very much Izumy."
"You're welcome." Izumy said. "If you need anything I'm the room one over to the right of this one." She yawned. "Goodnight then."
"Goodnight, sweet dreams." Kurama said, giving a sincere smile.
Izumy chuckled. "Sweet dreams." She replied, closing the door behind her. She spotted Sanura next to her. "See? I told you he was nice." She said, walking back to her room.
Sanura sighed and followed Izumy into her room.