A/N: I got the idea for this chapter from a Yami no Matsuei manga I read.
^_^ I don't own YnoM, and I don't own YYH... If I did, I'd be a rich little
puppy and would be able to buy everyone apple pie and CinnaBuns...but,
sadly, I'm not. You no sue, me no be sad and cry. ^_^
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....The gentle rain, still not stopping... The soaked people and town nevertheless believe in the sun shining again. An old melody A blurrhed silhouette A weak way of life isn't really cool, you know?...
Kurama drew a deep breath and straightened his tie. "I hope this'll do", he thought. "I don't like my hair short, but it looks professional. Sure made Okaasan happy that I cut it, though". He made a mental note to thank Kaito later for being able to hack into the computer and register him as a teacher. He'd be taking over the position of the history teacher who had quit because she was ready to have a nervous breakdown. Kurama was nervous knowing this, as it made him wonder what kind of students he was going to have. His first class, which was 2nd hour, was the class his brother, Aya, Sai, and Mitari were in, but after that, he had no idea. "Well, here goes nothing", Kurama said, and walked into the high school. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Oh, my god! Did you see that man with the red hair!? He's adorable!" "He's a new teacher.". "Oh, my God! Really!? What's he teach!?". "Advanced Placement History". "Oh, that sucks. Only smart girls will be able to get him". Shuuichi Hakataka laughed as he walked with Sai, Aya, and Mitari towards his brother's class. "Looks like they're all nuts over my brother". His brown eyes sparkled mischiviously as he said it. "Seems that way", Aya whispered, looking rather uncomfortable. "You're not jealous?", Mitari asked curiously, looking into Shuu's face. "Nah. My brother's too great a guy to me jealous of. It's not like he'd look twice at any of his students anyway.". Shuu pushed open the door and held it for his friends to walk inside.
Kurama looked up and smiled as Shuu, Aya, Sai, and Mitari walked into his classroom. "Shuuichi!", Shuu called cheerfully, waving to his brother. Kurama laughed. "Heya, Shuu-Kun. How was your day so far?". "Anatomy's awful!", Shuu called back, taking his seat. Kurama bit back the gales of laughter that threatened to escape him. He hadn't liked Anatomy much when he was a student, either. He looked around at Mitari and Sai, who were busy copying Shuu's homework. He shook his head, but let it go, as his brother was oblivious to the fact they were copying his paper. Shuu was busy talking to some girl with short black hair sitting beside him. His gaze shifted over to Aya. Her face was half-hidden behind her book and her silky silver curls. If he hadn't known better, he would've sworn she was blushing. The late bell rang, and Kurama proceeded to take roll, his eyes still focused on the kids he was in school to protect.
"But, Sensei...why didn't they just throw Nixon in jail when they found out about Watergate? Why did they waste time with the trial and everything?", Shuu asked. Kurama had to smile, even though he had no answer for his brother. "That's a good question, Shuu-Kun. Unfortunately, I have no answer for you. I suppose the Americans were more leinent in the law system.". Shuu nodded and shut his eyes. His head went down on the desk with a plop. Kurama shook his head. "Anyhow, while Shuuichi takes his nap, are there any more questions?". The classroom dissoveled into giggles.
"I have one!", a girl with shoulder-length brown hair cried. "Oh?". Kurama smiled at her. "What's your question, Tamira-Chan?". "I have two now", Tamira said. "First is how come you call all of us by our 1st names? Second is will you go out with me?". Kurama's face turned almost as red as his hair. "Well, I call you all by your 1st names since I'm so close to you all's ages. And I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to decline the date". The classroom exploded with more laughter. The bell rang, saving Kurama from further embarassment. "OH! Read chapter 26, section 2 tonight, and take notes. That'll be all!", Kurama called after his class as they left. Only two pupils remained in the classroom-Aya and his little brother, who was asleep at his desk.
"Is something the matter, Aya-Chan?", Kurama asked, grabbing the long stick off his chalkboard to prod Shuu with. "You...well...I...". She seemed to be struggling to form the words. "Aya-Chan, it's OK. You don't have to say it". "You know I love you?", she whispered, surprised. "Yes, I do...". "But you don't love me back?", she asked. "I didn't say that...It's just...Look, I think it's best we don't get too close to eachother yet.". "I understand". Aya stood up and grabbed her books. "I'd better be off to my next class". She left the classroom. Kurama prodded Shuu on the back with the stick, feeling bad for her. In his heart, though, he knew he'd done the right thing. If Aya didn't get too close to him, she wasn't in any danger. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kurama felt exhausted by the time he got home. Shuu and Mitari were watching some video on TV when he walked into the living room. Their school books were piled on the table, telling Kurama that they'd allready finished studying. "Where's Aya-Chan?", he asked. "She went to see her father...it's not gonna be easy on her. She hates him.", Shuu replied, looking sorry for his friend. "Ever since her half-brother Kido died...she didn't think it was right that she and her Okaasan cried for him, her Okaasan not even related to the boy, and he didn't show any remorse.", Mitari added slowly. Kurama walked over and pressed his hand on Mitari's shoulder. Sapphire blue eyes met emerald green, and Mitari nodded. "She'll be allright", Kurama assured the boys. "Just be extra nice when she gets back.".
Aya returned a little after eight o'clock, looking close to collapse. Her face was streaked with tears. "Aya-Chan", Shiori whispered, taking notice to the girl's tears. "What's wrong?". "I HATE HIM!", Aya cried, throwing her bag onto the floor. There was the sound of something breaking. "Do you want me to make you some tea and we can talk about it?", Shiori offered. Aya smiled weakly at her. "No thank you, Hakataka-San. I think I'm just gonna go to bed.". She headed up the stairs to her room, leaving the bag on the floor. Kurama and his mother exchanged glances with eachother and picked up the bag. Inside were the broken pieces of a porcelin doll. "It didn't break too badly", Shiori said, grabbing the pieces and a bottle of glue to fix the doll for Aya. Kurama nodded. "Aya-Chan...What did he do to you that you hate him so much?", he thought. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: Well, that's it. I'm allready working on chapter 12, so you can expect that soon. ^^. The next few chapters are were things really get interesting, with the story peaking at chapter 15, so if you bear with me, I promise you won't be dissappointed!
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....The gentle rain, still not stopping... The soaked people and town nevertheless believe in the sun shining again. An old melody A blurrhed silhouette A weak way of life isn't really cool, you know?...
Kurama drew a deep breath and straightened his tie. "I hope this'll do", he thought. "I don't like my hair short, but it looks professional. Sure made Okaasan happy that I cut it, though". He made a mental note to thank Kaito later for being able to hack into the computer and register him as a teacher. He'd be taking over the position of the history teacher who had quit because she was ready to have a nervous breakdown. Kurama was nervous knowing this, as it made him wonder what kind of students he was going to have. His first class, which was 2nd hour, was the class his brother, Aya, Sai, and Mitari were in, but after that, he had no idea. "Well, here goes nothing", Kurama said, and walked into the high school. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Oh, my god! Did you see that man with the red hair!? He's adorable!" "He's a new teacher.". "Oh, my God! Really!? What's he teach!?". "Advanced Placement History". "Oh, that sucks. Only smart girls will be able to get him". Shuuichi Hakataka laughed as he walked with Sai, Aya, and Mitari towards his brother's class. "Looks like they're all nuts over my brother". His brown eyes sparkled mischiviously as he said it. "Seems that way", Aya whispered, looking rather uncomfortable. "You're not jealous?", Mitari asked curiously, looking into Shuu's face. "Nah. My brother's too great a guy to me jealous of. It's not like he'd look twice at any of his students anyway.". Shuu pushed open the door and held it for his friends to walk inside.
Kurama looked up and smiled as Shuu, Aya, Sai, and Mitari walked into his classroom. "Shuuichi!", Shuu called cheerfully, waving to his brother. Kurama laughed. "Heya, Shuu-Kun. How was your day so far?". "Anatomy's awful!", Shuu called back, taking his seat. Kurama bit back the gales of laughter that threatened to escape him. He hadn't liked Anatomy much when he was a student, either. He looked around at Mitari and Sai, who were busy copying Shuu's homework. He shook his head, but let it go, as his brother was oblivious to the fact they were copying his paper. Shuu was busy talking to some girl with short black hair sitting beside him. His gaze shifted over to Aya. Her face was half-hidden behind her book and her silky silver curls. If he hadn't known better, he would've sworn she was blushing. The late bell rang, and Kurama proceeded to take roll, his eyes still focused on the kids he was in school to protect.
"But, Sensei...why didn't they just throw Nixon in jail when they found out about Watergate? Why did they waste time with the trial and everything?", Shuu asked. Kurama had to smile, even though he had no answer for his brother. "That's a good question, Shuu-Kun. Unfortunately, I have no answer for you. I suppose the Americans were more leinent in the law system.". Shuu nodded and shut his eyes. His head went down on the desk with a plop. Kurama shook his head. "Anyhow, while Shuuichi takes his nap, are there any more questions?". The classroom dissoveled into giggles.
"I have one!", a girl with shoulder-length brown hair cried. "Oh?". Kurama smiled at her. "What's your question, Tamira-Chan?". "I have two now", Tamira said. "First is how come you call all of us by our 1st names? Second is will you go out with me?". Kurama's face turned almost as red as his hair. "Well, I call you all by your 1st names since I'm so close to you all's ages. And I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to decline the date". The classroom exploded with more laughter. The bell rang, saving Kurama from further embarassment. "OH! Read chapter 26, section 2 tonight, and take notes. That'll be all!", Kurama called after his class as they left. Only two pupils remained in the classroom-Aya and his little brother, who was asleep at his desk.
"Is something the matter, Aya-Chan?", Kurama asked, grabbing the long stick off his chalkboard to prod Shuu with. "You...well...I...". She seemed to be struggling to form the words. "Aya-Chan, it's OK. You don't have to say it". "You know I love you?", she whispered, surprised. "Yes, I do...". "But you don't love me back?", she asked. "I didn't say that...It's just...Look, I think it's best we don't get too close to eachother yet.". "I understand". Aya stood up and grabbed her books. "I'd better be off to my next class". She left the classroom. Kurama prodded Shuu on the back with the stick, feeling bad for her. In his heart, though, he knew he'd done the right thing. If Aya didn't get too close to him, she wasn't in any danger. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kurama felt exhausted by the time he got home. Shuu and Mitari were watching some video on TV when he walked into the living room. Their school books were piled on the table, telling Kurama that they'd allready finished studying. "Where's Aya-Chan?", he asked. "She went to see her father...it's not gonna be easy on her. She hates him.", Shuu replied, looking sorry for his friend. "Ever since her half-brother Kido died...she didn't think it was right that she and her Okaasan cried for him, her Okaasan not even related to the boy, and he didn't show any remorse.", Mitari added slowly. Kurama walked over and pressed his hand on Mitari's shoulder. Sapphire blue eyes met emerald green, and Mitari nodded. "She'll be allright", Kurama assured the boys. "Just be extra nice when she gets back.".
Aya returned a little after eight o'clock, looking close to collapse. Her face was streaked with tears. "Aya-Chan", Shiori whispered, taking notice to the girl's tears. "What's wrong?". "I HATE HIM!", Aya cried, throwing her bag onto the floor. There was the sound of something breaking. "Do you want me to make you some tea and we can talk about it?", Shiori offered. Aya smiled weakly at her. "No thank you, Hakataka-San. I think I'm just gonna go to bed.". She headed up the stairs to her room, leaving the bag on the floor. Kurama and his mother exchanged glances with eachother and picked up the bag. Inside were the broken pieces of a porcelin doll. "It didn't break too badly", Shiori said, grabbing the pieces and a bottle of glue to fix the doll for Aya. Kurama nodded. "Aya-Chan...What did he do to you that you hate him so much?", he thought. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: Well, that's it. I'm allready working on chapter 12, so you can expect that soon. ^^. The next few chapters are were things really get interesting, with the story peaking at chapter 15, so if you bear with me, I promise you won't be dissappointed!