I do not own Yu yu Hakusho . . . trust me, I don't . . . and besides . . . I'm not good at beginnings . . .

~*~*~* Saving Souls is in the Job Description *~*~*~

"Shut the hell up Yusuke!" a girl shouted at him as she threw a pillow at him. He managed to dodge the thrown object.

"Hey! I'm just trying to help here!" Yusuke defended.

"And setting me up on a date will work? Yusuke Urameshi! Is this how you get your kicks?" The teenager yelled once again.

"No its not! If I want to laugh I go pull wings off a butterfly!" Yusuke stated and leaned on the wall. The teen glared at him.

"You have five seconds," The girl said, placing her fist on her hip.

"He's Cute according to all the high school girls . . ." Yusuke said. The teen sat on her couch and stared. Yusuke waited for a reply.

"I'm listening . . ." then Yusuke went on to explain about Kurama, without giving it away.

"All right . . . Friday . . . bout six . . . have him come around . . . I'll be waiting downstairs . . . Have him come to the front door . . . " The girl said.

"Well . . . Sara . . . He will . . . He's too formal not to . . ." Yusuke replied then walked to her door and left. Sara sighed and looked down at her carpet.

"I can't believe I let him set me up on a date!" Sara yelled at the carpet.