"May I have your attention, students?"
A shorter, stout man stood in the front of the classroom. From the way he had cleared his throat you would have thought every student would pay attention. It was a You-Better-Listen-Up-Because-If-You-Miss-It-You-Won't-Hear-It-Again kind of throat-clearing.
However, not every student was paying attention. A boy in green had his head down on the desk and was snoring away. The boy next to him noticed and elbowed him in the ribs.
He woke up in an instant. "What the hell--"
Takenaka frowned slightly. He was the kind of principal who let these things slide occasionally. "May I continue, Urameshi Yusuke?"
Yusuke scratched his head and yawned. "Whatever, old man."
Again, Takenaka cleared his throat. "As I was saying, we have a new student who has moved here from Osaka and will be learning with us for the rest of the year. Her name is Nakagawa Mayumi. I know," he said meaningfully, "that you will help her adjust to Sariyashiki Junior High and make the remainder of the school year a great one. Understood?"
There was a chorus of "Yes, Takenaka-sensei"s around the room. The principal smiled. "Excellent," he said, and beckoned to someone behind the door. It opened, and jaws dropped.
In stepped every boy's dream girl and every girl's idol. She had long black hair that fell just below her waist. It was tied in a long ponytail. Two of her jet black locks fell over her ears. Her skin wasn't a sickly pale color, but rather a white, flawless complexion. She wore a white jacket and white flares, very different from the traditional girl's uniform: a blue skirt with a blue sailor top. Her right hand was in her pocket, while her left one rested on her hip. Her eyes seemed to be made of lapis and they shone like diamonds.
They also seemed to be just as hard as she scanned the room.
Yusuke, who's jaw had dropped just a few inches less than everyone else's in the room, nudged the boy next to him. Hard.
"Hey, Kuwabara."
"Huh--?" The furiously-blushing Kuwabara seemed not to register the fact that his ribs were now bruised.
"She's coming to sit here!" Yusuke whispered. That woke his friend up. He started to run his hands through his curly orange hair. "Do I look normal?" he whispered as she sat by a desk next to Kuwabara.
"If you mean tall, ugly, and stupid, I think you're on the mark--"
"CAN IT, URAMESHI!"
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Finally, the end-of-school bell rung, and Kuwabara and Yusuke were in detention. Again. As usual, Yusuke was being scolded by a girl with short brown hair for not being serious about his studies.
"Honestly, Yusuke, if you want to have the world record for detention, you'd only have to smart off to a sensei only two more times."
Yusuke grinned. "Yeah, and then I'll get rich! Aw, come on, Keiko," he laughed as the girl scowled at him. "You've got to lighten up. Enjoy life!"
Keiko smacked him. "I do…when I'm at home! But you decide to 'enjoy life' every few minutes! Be serious and you can enjoy life a lot more when you grow up to be rich!"
The door opened, and the new girl walked in. She threw Yusuke and the others a quick, steely glance, and sat down at a desk. They all watched her pull out a textbook with her left hand.
Suddenly, Kuwabara poked Yusuke. "Urameshi," he whispered.
"Nani?" Yusuke yawned, rubbing his eyes.
"That Mayumi girl's only using one hand to do things."
It was true. Mayumi was flipping the pages and writing notes with her left hand.
'He's right,' Yusuke thought, remembering their first encounter with her. 'Mayumi's right hand was in her pocket when she was presented to us.'
Before he could say anything, Kuwabara had walked over to her and was standing behind her.
Keiko and Yusuke looked at each other. "What is he doing?"
It was a few minutes before Mayumi noticed Kuwabara breathing down her neck. She turned around. "Yes?"
She had a clear, quiet voice. Kuwabara blushed.
"Uh, I just wanted to introduce myself."
Mayumi stared at him. "So introduce yourself."
Yusuke snorted. "Well, who pissed in her ocha this morning?"
Keiko nodded in agreement as Kuwabara spoke again.
"My name is, uh, Kuwabara Kazuma, but all my friends call me Kuwabara. That guy," he said, indicating Yusuke, " is Urameshi Yusuke, and the girl next to him is Yukimura Keiko."
Mayumi continued to stare at him with a Why-Are-You-Even-Bothering look in her dark blue eyes.
Kuwabara courageously tried to continue.
"So, if you need help with anything, just holler for Kuwabara, okay?"
Mayumi tossed her head and returned to her work. "Thanks, but no thanks, Kazuma. I can take care of myself."
Yusuke winced. "Ooh."
Kuwabara stared at her in disbelief until Yusuke and Keiko dragged him out of the classroom.
A shorter, stout man stood in the front of the classroom. From the way he had cleared his throat you would have thought every student would pay attention. It was a You-Better-Listen-Up-Because-If-You-Miss-It-You-Won't-Hear-It-Again kind of throat-clearing.
However, not every student was paying attention. A boy in green had his head down on the desk and was snoring away. The boy next to him noticed and elbowed him in the ribs.
He woke up in an instant. "What the hell--"
Takenaka frowned slightly. He was the kind of principal who let these things slide occasionally. "May I continue, Urameshi Yusuke?"
Yusuke scratched his head and yawned. "Whatever, old man."
Again, Takenaka cleared his throat. "As I was saying, we have a new student who has moved here from Osaka and will be learning with us for the rest of the year. Her name is Nakagawa Mayumi. I know," he said meaningfully, "that you will help her adjust to Sariyashiki Junior High and make the remainder of the school year a great one. Understood?"
There was a chorus of "Yes, Takenaka-sensei"s around the room. The principal smiled. "Excellent," he said, and beckoned to someone behind the door. It opened, and jaws dropped.
In stepped every boy's dream girl and every girl's idol. She had long black hair that fell just below her waist. It was tied in a long ponytail. Two of her jet black locks fell over her ears. Her skin wasn't a sickly pale color, but rather a white, flawless complexion. She wore a white jacket and white flares, very different from the traditional girl's uniform: a blue skirt with a blue sailor top. Her right hand was in her pocket, while her left one rested on her hip. Her eyes seemed to be made of lapis and they shone like diamonds.
They also seemed to be just as hard as she scanned the room.
Yusuke, who's jaw had dropped just a few inches less than everyone else's in the room, nudged the boy next to him. Hard.
"Hey, Kuwabara."
"Huh--?" The furiously-blushing Kuwabara seemed not to register the fact that his ribs were now bruised.
"She's coming to sit here!" Yusuke whispered. That woke his friend up. He started to run his hands through his curly orange hair. "Do I look normal?" he whispered as she sat by a desk next to Kuwabara.
"If you mean tall, ugly, and stupid, I think you're on the mark--"
"CAN IT, URAMESHI!"
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Finally, the end-of-school bell rung, and Kuwabara and Yusuke were in detention. Again. As usual, Yusuke was being scolded by a girl with short brown hair for not being serious about his studies.
"Honestly, Yusuke, if you want to have the world record for detention, you'd only have to smart off to a sensei only two more times."
Yusuke grinned. "Yeah, and then I'll get rich! Aw, come on, Keiko," he laughed as the girl scowled at him. "You've got to lighten up. Enjoy life!"
Keiko smacked him. "I do…when I'm at home! But you decide to 'enjoy life' every few minutes! Be serious and you can enjoy life a lot more when you grow up to be rich!"
The door opened, and the new girl walked in. She threw Yusuke and the others a quick, steely glance, and sat down at a desk. They all watched her pull out a textbook with her left hand.
Suddenly, Kuwabara poked Yusuke. "Urameshi," he whispered.
"Nani?" Yusuke yawned, rubbing his eyes.
"That Mayumi girl's only using one hand to do things."
It was true. Mayumi was flipping the pages and writing notes with her left hand.
'He's right,' Yusuke thought, remembering their first encounter with her. 'Mayumi's right hand was in her pocket when she was presented to us.'
Before he could say anything, Kuwabara had walked over to her and was standing behind her.
Keiko and Yusuke looked at each other. "What is he doing?"
It was a few minutes before Mayumi noticed Kuwabara breathing down her neck. She turned around. "Yes?"
She had a clear, quiet voice. Kuwabara blushed.
"Uh, I just wanted to introduce myself."
Mayumi stared at him. "So introduce yourself."
Yusuke snorted. "Well, who pissed in her ocha this morning?"
Keiko nodded in agreement as Kuwabara spoke again.
"My name is, uh, Kuwabara Kazuma, but all my friends call me Kuwabara. That guy," he said, indicating Yusuke, " is Urameshi Yusuke, and the girl next to him is Yukimura Keiko."
Mayumi continued to stare at him with a Why-Are-You-Even-Bothering look in her dark blue eyes.
Kuwabara courageously tried to continue.
"So, if you need help with anything, just holler for Kuwabara, okay?"
Mayumi tossed her head and returned to her work. "Thanks, but no thanks, Kazuma. I can take care of myself."
Yusuke winced. "Ooh."
Kuwabara stared at her in disbelief until Yusuke and Keiko dragged him out of the classroom.