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Harry arrived at school the next day and found that Kuwabara's face seemed to have cleared up from all the bruises he'd gotten. He made a bee line for Harry's desk.
"Hey, Harry, thank you for that bruise paste or whatever it was the other day. It really helped."
"No problem." Harry waved off, "I always have some on me, and if you need anymore I'll be happy to give you some."
"Thanks again." He said, but Harry noticed something was off.
"Kuwabara, is something wrong?" he asked.
"Huh, oh um…well, Akashi-sensei said that if I didn't get at least fifty points on my next science test then, that friend I mentioned…"
"He's going to take away your friend's part time job privilege." Harry stated, "If you'd like, you can study with me. I'm heading to the library after school. I actually have a special technique when it comes to memorising things like this."
"Really?" Kuwabara asked, "There's a trick to it?"
Harry chuckled a bit,
"There's a lot of different tricks when it comes to studying actually. It's just a matter of finding what works best for you. But I have something in mind that might help you."
"Guess it's Harry Potter to the rescue again." The girl with the blue hair said, she was hovering just above the two of them.
"Yeah well…I think there's something off about this guy." The boy in green huffed.
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Harry took some neat looking notes during class, then closed up his book when the bell chimed. Once class was over, he met up with Kuwabara and the two of them went to the library to study. Harry took out some paper from his bag and quickly ripped it up.
"Uh…what are you doing, Harry?" Kuwabara asked.
"You'll see in a minute." Harry promised, he took out a pen and began writing down the most important things onto the papers.
"Kuwabara, do you like playing games?" Harry asked him.
"Uh, yeah I guess." He said looking down at the cards.
"Well, this is a lot like that card game, if there's any question on these cards you think you can answer, just pick it up, turn it over and see if you're right. If you are, you keep the card, if not, then you have to put it back. Based on my notes, these are questions that you'll likely find on the test tomorrow."
"I see." Kuwabara said, looking the questions over.
"The test is on chapters four and five from our book." Harry continued, "So, before we start the game, we're going to review the chapter first."
"Uh, okay." He said, opening up his textbook.
As they went through it, Harry asked Kuwabara questions, always after they had finished going through a paragraph, and it was always a question on that same paragraph.
Then they started their game. Kuwabara was proud to say he'd gotten about ten of the twenty questions. But Harry went through it all again and Kuwabara nodded along. He played the game and got more this time, then more again. Then they had to make up new questions.
"He might actually be able to do this." The boy in the green uniform said from behind them and Harry had to wonder why they were sitting in on their study session.
"It seems this Harry Potter is really smart." The girl with the blue hair said, "I think it's good Kuwabara made a friend like him."
"Maybe." The boy in green admitted grudgingly.
"Hey, thanks again, Harry." Kuwabara said, it was growing dark out when they'd decided to go home.
"Don't mention it. I wanted to review as well." Harry added, "I suggest studying again before the test, but from what I saw, you should do okay."
He laughed,
"Thanks, see ya later." He waved, walked off once Harry's bus came.
"See you, Kuwabara." He waved back.
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They studied again the next day. Kuwabara was really serious about the test it seemed. He studied through lunch, then asked Harry if they could study in the library together again.
"I just can't seem to remember stuff as well without you to help." He admitted.
"I was going to study in the library again anyways." Harry shrugged, he was lying but it didn't really matter. He actually wanted to help the guy…
The day after was the test. Harry saw Kuwabara walking to school with his nose in a textbook…then he saw the most peculiar sight. A group of thugs were running up from behind Kuwabara, ready to attack, when a girl with long brown hair came running up to them and started fighting them off like a wild animal. Harry noticed that her energy felt rather odd though…it seemed she was possessed.
Then, after she'd beaten up all three guys, she let out a sigh,
"I feel better." Then looked over to where Kuwabara was walking and saw Harry who just looked at her strangely. Then the spirit of the guy in the green uniform floated out of her. The girl looked around at the unconscious guys and let out a scream,
"Somebody help me!"
Harry decided to just turn around and ignore the odd spectacle. It was a little worrying though that the ghost could possess people though…
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During the exam, the boy in the green uniform hovered over Kuwabara, sitting cross legged in the air. Harry found the test easy, but that was likely due to how well he'd done in his previous school, which had been a grade level higher.
During lunch, Kuwabara ran up to Harry, excitedly,
"Harry, I did it! I scored at least fifty-six points, I might have even gotten into the sixties!"
"Really? That's great, Kuwabara." Harry smiled happily, "How do you know your score?"
Kuwabara grinned, then tried to look clever,
"I copied my answers down on some scrap paper and looked up the answers in the textbook. I haven't looked it all over yet, but I know I got at least fifty-six."
"That's awesome. See, I told you. You had nothing to worry about." Harry said.
"Yeah, well, it was all thanks to you, really. Your study methods really made things easy."
"Don't mention it." Harry waved away.
"No but seriously." Kuwabara said, sobering, "I really owe you a lot. First you save me, then you give me medicine for my wounds, and now you've helped me pass my test."
Harry smiled slightly,
"I don't think you owe me anything…I can't say I know why I wanted to help you or anything…but I think part of it is that I don't really know anyone here…so, what do you say, wanna be friends?"
"Of course." Kuwabara nodded, "And if there's anything I can do for you, don't hesitate to ask, okay?"
"Well," Harry grinned mischievously, "There is one thing. I don't really know the town all that well. Mind giving me a bit of a tour?"
Kuwabara grinned,
"If that's all you want, I think we can do that. How about after class today? I kind of feel like celebrating."
"Sure." Harry said, "See you after class."
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Harry was led by Kuwabara and his friends to the arcade, a few stores down town, and the mall again. Several of Kuwabara's friends thanked him for helping him study, and for fighting off those gang members.
"I kind of can't believe you did fight them off, Potter-san. I mean, you look so small and weak…"
"Not to mention he's a pretty boy." Another one of the snickered.
"I'm not that small." Harry pouted, "I mean, I'm not the shortest guy in our class, and I'm taller than Kubo."
"True, but you're still thin and…no offence, but a bit girly looking."
Harry's eye twitched, he didn't like being called 'girly,' even though Ichigo had mentioned it himself before.
"So how did you beat them up anyways?" one of them asked.
"Oh, I used to practice martial arts at my old school." Harry half-lied, "I was pretty good too. I never really entered any competitions though."
"You gonna join our team at school?" Kuwabara asked.
Harry hummed to himself,
"I haven't really decided yet." He admitted, "I might though. Some of the teachers have been breathing down my neck lately…they sure are restrictive when it comes to their students' freedom here. Joining the martial arts club might be incentive for them to leave me alone." Harry frowned, "At the same time though, I tend to have other things on my mind other than school. Hopefully, making good grades and staying out of too much trouble will be enough motivation for them to just leave me be."
"Yeah, you're pretty smart, Harry." Kuwabara complimented, "I mean, just from studying with you I could already tell that you knew all the material."
"Thank you." Harry smiled, "I'd say my worse subject though is Japanese. It's not my native language so I still have difficulty with it."
"Well, I doubt I could help you there. All my marks are crap." Kuwabara admitted, "And your Japanese is really good for someone who didn't grow up speaking it. I can't even tell."
"Well, that's reassuring at least." Harry smiled slightly with a hint of amusement.
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The next day they all got their tests back. Harry got a hundred, a perfect score. Kuwabara went over to Harry's desk smiling,
"I did it!" he said, "Sixty-four big ones! Thanks, Harry."
"You did all the work, Kuwabara. I just gave you a little push." Harry said.
"Whatever you say." But the grin didn't leave his face, "Man, you should have see Akashi-sensei's face! He was so pissed off."
Harry chuckled.
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A week later, they all had exams and the next day their standing in their grade level came out. Harry actually found out that he was ranked number one in his grade year, only just beating out Keiko Yukimura, the girl who sat next to him. Keiko was a good sport about it though, congratulating him on his top marks. Harry did the same.
As he'd hoped, his teachers laid off him once they saw he had good grades, thankfully. Kuwabara was impressed, but unsurprised. Harry had helped him study again for the exam, and his grades had risen exponentially.
However, the day after their exams, Harry noticed a young girl with turquoise hair in a frilly dress floating over Keiko's seat. What was with these ghosts, and why were they so interested in Kuwabara and Keiko? Harry wondered if it had anything to do with the dead boy…
After school, Harry and Kuwabara went to an empty lot where Kuwabara had set up a practice dummy that looked suspiciously like the ghost of that boy with the slicked back hair in the green uniform.
"You sure don't like this 'Urameshi' guy, huh?" Harry said as Kuwabara punched the dummy in the gut.
"Well…"
"Kuwabara, we've got an emergency!" it was the girl in the blue hair, she was riding towards them on her oar at top speed.
"Hey, listen to me…"
"What?" Harry asked, looking right at her.
The girl jumped back and stared at Harry with wide eyes.
"What is it, Harry?" Kuwabara asked, stopping his beating of the dummy.
"Can you…can you see me?" she asked looking at Harry, who just nodded.
"Harry, man…is something wrong?"
"Listen, there's no time!" the girl said, "If you can see me, then you need to get over there!" she said pointing off to the distance, smoke was rising from what Harry guessed was an apartment complex. Harry's eyes widened,
"What's…going on?" he asked her.
"Please, there's no time! There's someone still inside and…"
Harry's lips thinned into a straight line.
"We need to go, Kuwabara, come on!" Harry said, taking off into a run.
"W-what? Harry, wait up!" Kuwabara ran after him and Harry was wondering if he should have let him tag along at all, he was a lot slower than Harry.
"I still don't understand how you can see me." The girl frowned.
But Harry didn't say anything, not answering. Not wanting Kuwabara to know yet that he could see these spirits.
They turned a corner when Kuwabara said,
"I know a short cut, down this alley!" he said, not slowing down. He seemed to have a good amount of stamina at least.
They turned down the alley and then back onto a road until they were at an apartment complex. The place was on fire and there was a crowd of people surrounding the place.
"The fire's blocking the door!" someone said.
"I told that girl…I told her!" someone shouted.
"What girl?" Harry asked, eyes narrowed, "Is someone still inside there?"
"Two people." A woman in the crowd answered, "There was a girl though who ran inside to save someone else in there."
"Oh no…" Kuwabara said, "T-that's Urameshi's house."
"What!?" Harry shouted, looking back into the flames, he looked up at the blue haired girl who flew right into the fire.
"Oh no…" Harry murmured, and he didn't know what to do. He moved over to a water pump and turned it on, grabbing a bucket of water,
"Kuwabara, grab a bucket. Maybe we can quench the flames at the door. If we make a pathway for Keiko then…" it was a long shot, but Harry was desperate.
Kuwabara grabbed an extra bucket and the two of them began running back and forth between the doorway and the water pump, pouring down as much water as they could.
"Dammit!" Harry cursed, they weren't getting anywhere! If only there was something more he could do…
Maybe if he called Virgo she could dig a tunnel inside! But…any holes in the structure could bring the whole place down. Harry doubted the place could withstand any more damage.
Before Harry could think of another method, the flames began to glow blue, then part. It was an immense burst energy that parted the flames, and Harry couldn't tell where it had all come from. All he knew was that he could see Keiko now, carrying someone wrapped up in a blanket. Harry and Kuwabara rushed inside to help her carry her burden.
They slowly made their way outside into the fresh air. They lay down whoever was wrapped in that blanket while the roar of sirens neared them.
"Typical," Kuwabara spat, "Now the fire trucks arrive…Hey, whatcha' got under the blanket anyways?"
"Um…" Keiko shifted slightly.
Kuwabara removed some of the cloth then stumbled back when he saw the face that had been hidden beneath it. He let out a cry and pointed,
"W-what are you doing with Yusuke's body!?"
"I promise I'll tell you everything." Keiko said worriedly, "But not right now. We've gotta get him somewhere safe."
Harry noticed that she was checking him over slightly with her eyes. Was she worried about harming him? Harry approached the supposed corpse and realized that he was still breathing.
"He's alive." Harry said, then looked him over, "A coma?" he wondered, "Either way, you're right. We can't leave him here."
"H-he's alive?" Kuwabara asked with disbelief, "B-but I attended his funeral! I…"
"He's breathing." Harry said, letting his hand hover over his mouth, feeling the week breath, "He's inhaled some smoke though. His lungs might be damaged."
He reached into his student bag and pulled out a tube of sorts.
"This should help. It's a special type of smelling salt." He pressed it beneath Yusuke's nose. He really wanted to run some diagnostics on him.
"You really just keep that stuff on you?" Kuwabara asked Harry looking confused.
"I told you, I have some training in this area. I'd much rather give him a more thorough exam in case he's suffering from something more."
"His breathing seems to be coming easier." Keiko noted, "You really know about this stuff?"
"Just some basic remedies." Harry nodded, "I have a special bruise paste in my bag. It's not the best for burns, but it should help a little bit. Let's move him first."
"I've got him." Kuwabara said, slinging him none so gently over his shoulder. Harry really wanted to reprimand him for the treatment but before he could, Kuwabara grabbed Keiko's hand and started running. Harry let out a sigh, then ran after them.
They managed to get Yusuke to the hospital. He was checked over, all of them were. Besides a few burns, Keiko and Yusuke were alright. Harry and Kuwabara hadn't sustained any damage at all. They gave Yusuke a wheelchair to help them push him around. Keiko was the one to wheel him back to the burnt remains of his home.
They saw a woman there, Yusuke's mother who apologised for putting them at risk.
"It's okay." Keiko said, "Yusuke's body is safe, and that's what's important. I saw a road of blue fire leading me out. It was like a big explosion and I was surrounded by his presence." She looked back down at Yusuke, a lot of emotions were dancing across her face and Harry could tell that she loved him. It reminded him a bit like how Syaoran had acted towards Sakura. So that had been Yusuke…he had saved her.
"Yusuke saved me because he knows he's returning." Keiko said smiling.
"I still can't believe it!" Kuwabara said, laughing goofily, "Yusuke, you old rascal!"
The mother knelt down to her sleeping son,
"Oh Yusuke, I'm sorry about that fire, but you're okay now at least, right?" she asked, brushing aside his bangs from his face.
"This is so stupid!" Harry looked up to see the boy in the green uniform, and he realized that this ghost was the ghost of the sleeping boy, "Isn't someone gonna tell them they're just talking to a dead body!? Stop apologizing, mom! I'll never be around to say it's okay! I'm dead for good!" his head sunk and Harry could tell he was trying really hard not to cry.
What did he mean? Harry wondered, was he really dead for good? But he was still breathing, or at least his body was.
"Okay Boton, just take me to heaven or hell or wherever it is I'm going, I'm tired of being here." He said to the blue haired girl.
At least Harry knew her name now.
"Yusuke Urameshi." A disembodied voice said, "There's no reason to act like a baby."
This particular statement was rather ironic as a giant toddler appeared in the sky…what the hell? Harry thought to himself. He'd seen some weird shit before, but a giant toddler? Seriously?
"What? Koenma?" Yusuke asked, and Harry got the impression that though he was surprised by the toddler's appearance he wasn't surprised at the fact that a giant toddler was speaking to him at all.
"Koenma, sir?" Boton and the turquoise haired kid spirit said together.
Harry blinked a few times…so…the afterlife was governed by a giant toddler? Suddenly he didn't feel so safe…
"Sayake, I've received your report." The toddler said, then looked at Yusuke's spirit, "Yusuke, you've shown to have more character than I thought. I've been trying to figure out if the people around you really want you back. Contrary to my personal opinion, they actually do. More importantly," He continued, "You've exhibited astounding potential to be a decent human being. Because this trait is so rare, I've decided to give you another chance."
Harry chuckled, he knew it wasn't going to just end like that…thank goodness.
"In retrospect, it's a very good thing you threw this egg into the fire." His hand moved from around his back, revealing that he was holding a golden egg in his hand, "If you had kept it then the spirit beast, which had been feeding off your constant negative energy, would have devoured you had it hatched. But as you and I both know, that's not what happened. You threw the egg into the fire without hesitation, saving Keiko's life at the cost of your own. You have a special quality buried underneath all that crap. And your added experience with death could make you very useful."
Harry's eyes twitched, there was an ulterior motivation here then…
"You think I'm useful!?" Yusuke wondered, disbelieving.
"So, are you giving his life back?" Boton asked hopefully.
"Mm hmm." The toddler nodded.
"Oh, Koenma. You're so gracious!" Boton gushed.
"Just as long as you don't call me a toddler anymore." Koenma said, shooting Yusuke a pointed look, then faded away into the night.
There was a length of silence, then Yusuke began to grin, then laugh,
"Yeah!" he cheered.
Boton pulled him into a hug,
"Yusuke!" she shouted, then began to swing him around, laughing along with him, "I'm so happy for you!"
Harry looked back over at Keiko and smiled. It seemed that she had been wrong. Yusuke hadn't saved her because he knew he had been coming back. He saved her, because he loved her. And he did it believing that he was giving up the chance to continue living.
They didn't know though…and Harry wouldn't tell them. He'd keep silent. For now.