Hey guys, thanx for all the reviews! For those of you who are comparing
this to the manga, just a note: I've never read it, so I'm running by what
I saw on TV. All of you who liked it (which was I think a most of you who
sent reviews) inspired me to continue writing immediately after and not
throw this story away. For those of you who don't like it, I DON'T CARE!!
Because this is my fanfic and you don't have to read it if you don't wanna.
ANYWAYS I'M IN A GOOD MOOD!!
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!!! NOTHING. Well, I sort of own myself, but my parents still are restraining my rebelliousness. YAY!!! I wish I owned Kurama though. He's my favorite character. Alrighty then, STORY TIME!!!
When Kurama finished geography, he picked up his books and put them in his locker. Then he proceeded outside to the school gardens. There were about ten girls sitting at picnic tables whispering. Of coarse, since Kurama used to be a fox demon, he had an acute sense of hearing and heard every word. He decided to focus on two girls nearby.
"I heard this class is an easy A. That's why I took it," said a girl with blond hair.
"Oh please Reika, that's no reason to do this; you'll just be bored," replied the brunette next to her.
"Shut it Naoko. What do you care?" Reika turned her head and noticed Kurama. "Look, Shuichi's here. Do you think he's here just to pick up a girl?"
"No, he isn't like that. He has beautiful rose gardens in front of his house, maybe he just wants to take the class."
Naoko gave her a weird look "Since when have you been by his house? Do you like him?"
"OF COARSE NOT!" Everyone turned to look at her. She lowered her voice. "Well, maybe a little. I went by his house when I went home with Himeko."
Kurama decided to stop listening, not only because he was blushing, but also because the teacher had taken her place at the end of the most forward picnic table. "Hello, my name is Mrs. Drew, I'm your gardening teacher this year. Today we will just be planting daisies in the garden." When she handed a tray of daisies to Kurama she said; "You must be Mr. Minamino. Good for you to pick a class for what you want to do and not what all your friends do. That's rare at this age."
Halfway through the class, Naoko looks for the teacher but found she wasn't there. "Mrs. DREW! WHERE ARE YOU?"
"She had to go somewhere. You need help? I could take a look." Kurama said standing up.
"My flower is starting to wilt."
"Lets see." Naoko led Kurama to her little patch of daisies. There was one that didn't seem to be holding it's self upright. One of the petals had already begun to fall.
"Oh please Naoko, it's just a flower. You have plenty more," said Reika from next to her.
Kurama thought for a minute for a solution. When he was Yoko, he found he had a thing for plants. One of his deadliest weapons was a man- eating tree. He was able to make things grow right from his palm. Now, even though he didn't his complete powers, he was still good with plants. Maybe he could heal this one.
Kurama bent over the flower and made sure his back covered all sight to the back, right and left of him. He pinched the stem between his fingers and thought deeply about the plant. He thought about the fibers inside the plant extending and healing, becoming thicker and stronger. When he let go, the flower stood up straighter than any of the others. What Kurama noticed was that it was also a bit longer too.
"There, it just needed support for a few minutes," said Kurama, trying to cover what he had done. Before Naoko could comment, the bell signaled for the end of the day.
Hiei ran around the town ten times before going into a stroll. 'What's the point of this? It's a waste of time to continue looking. No one is good enough for the stupid job.' He walked into a schoolyard and watched teenagers go around the grounds. He walked through the gardens and saw a group of teenagers planting flowers. 'Stupid children, wasting their lives. Entertaining themselves with stupid games and projects of no importance. I must be extremely brain dead to be watching this.' He was about to walk away when he saw something extraordinary in front of him. A boy, in fact, the one he saw that morning, making a flower grow with his touch. 'I should keep an eye on him. He has a little promise. I might have just found a demon.
"Shuichi, what's your favorite class?" asked Koji when walking home.
"Biology."
"Again? Do you like theses classes for kids, teachers, or content?"
"Content of coarse. Isn't the point of school to be learning and judging classes, not the people in them?"
"No teacher you especially like or dislike?"
Kurama gave him a queer eye. "I never had a problem with a teacher in my history at school."
"What about a crush?"
Kurama looked down at the ground blushing furiously and remembering what he had heard in gardening.
"Who is it?"
"No one."
"COME ON!!"
Kurama turned to the left and walked up the walkway to his house.
"SHUICHI!"
"I don't think it matters," he mumbled and entered his home.
"So Hiei, anyone?"
"No of coarse not. I've begun to search the human world, remember? Or is it that your head has become thick?"
"Take it easy Hiei," Gouki said, waving his arms nervously.
"I don't think I need your opinion in the matter. I'll find someone when I find someone. Until then, I suggest you keep to yourself, or you might just be taking the next ride down the river Styx."
"All right, Hiei," he said with a frightened look. "Just making sure you got it."
"Good. Don't doubt me again," Hiei said, slightly smirking at Gouki's fear.
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!!! NOTHING. Well, I sort of own myself, but my parents still are restraining my rebelliousness. YAY!!! I wish I owned Kurama though. He's my favorite character. Alrighty then, STORY TIME!!!
When Kurama finished geography, he picked up his books and put them in his locker. Then he proceeded outside to the school gardens. There were about ten girls sitting at picnic tables whispering. Of coarse, since Kurama used to be a fox demon, he had an acute sense of hearing and heard every word. He decided to focus on two girls nearby.
"I heard this class is an easy A. That's why I took it," said a girl with blond hair.
"Oh please Reika, that's no reason to do this; you'll just be bored," replied the brunette next to her.
"Shut it Naoko. What do you care?" Reika turned her head and noticed Kurama. "Look, Shuichi's here. Do you think he's here just to pick up a girl?"
"No, he isn't like that. He has beautiful rose gardens in front of his house, maybe he just wants to take the class."
Naoko gave her a weird look "Since when have you been by his house? Do you like him?"
"OF COARSE NOT!" Everyone turned to look at her. She lowered her voice. "Well, maybe a little. I went by his house when I went home with Himeko."
Kurama decided to stop listening, not only because he was blushing, but also because the teacher had taken her place at the end of the most forward picnic table. "Hello, my name is Mrs. Drew, I'm your gardening teacher this year. Today we will just be planting daisies in the garden." When she handed a tray of daisies to Kurama she said; "You must be Mr. Minamino. Good for you to pick a class for what you want to do and not what all your friends do. That's rare at this age."
Halfway through the class, Naoko looks for the teacher but found she wasn't there. "Mrs. DREW! WHERE ARE YOU?"
"She had to go somewhere. You need help? I could take a look." Kurama said standing up.
"My flower is starting to wilt."
"Lets see." Naoko led Kurama to her little patch of daisies. There was one that didn't seem to be holding it's self upright. One of the petals had already begun to fall.
"Oh please Naoko, it's just a flower. You have plenty more," said Reika from next to her.
Kurama thought for a minute for a solution. When he was Yoko, he found he had a thing for plants. One of his deadliest weapons was a man- eating tree. He was able to make things grow right from his palm. Now, even though he didn't his complete powers, he was still good with plants. Maybe he could heal this one.
Kurama bent over the flower and made sure his back covered all sight to the back, right and left of him. He pinched the stem between his fingers and thought deeply about the plant. He thought about the fibers inside the plant extending and healing, becoming thicker and stronger. When he let go, the flower stood up straighter than any of the others. What Kurama noticed was that it was also a bit longer too.
"There, it just needed support for a few minutes," said Kurama, trying to cover what he had done. Before Naoko could comment, the bell signaled for the end of the day.
Hiei ran around the town ten times before going into a stroll. 'What's the point of this? It's a waste of time to continue looking. No one is good enough for the stupid job.' He walked into a schoolyard and watched teenagers go around the grounds. He walked through the gardens and saw a group of teenagers planting flowers. 'Stupid children, wasting their lives. Entertaining themselves with stupid games and projects of no importance. I must be extremely brain dead to be watching this.' He was about to walk away when he saw something extraordinary in front of him. A boy, in fact, the one he saw that morning, making a flower grow with his touch. 'I should keep an eye on him. He has a little promise. I might have just found a demon.
"Shuichi, what's your favorite class?" asked Koji when walking home.
"Biology."
"Again? Do you like theses classes for kids, teachers, or content?"
"Content of coarse. Isn't the point of school to be learning and judging classes, not the people in them?"
"No teacher you especially like or dislike?"
Kurama gave him a queer eye. "I never had a problem with a teacher in my history at school."
"What about a crush?"
Kurama looked down at the ground blushing furiously and remembering what he had heard in gardening.
"Who is it?"
"No one."
"COME ON!!"
Kurama turned to the left and walked up the walkway to his house.
"SHUICHI!"
"I don't think it matters," he mumbled and entered his home.
"So Hiei, anyone?"
"No of coarse not. I've begun to search the human world, remember? Or is it that your head has become thick?"
"Take it easy Hiei," Gouki said, waving his arms nervously.
"I don't think I need your opinion in the matter. I'll find someone when I find someone. Until then, I suggest you keep to yourself, or you might just be taking the next ride down the river Styx."
"All right, Hiei," he said with a frightened look. "Just making sure you got it."
"Good. Don't doubt me again," Hiei said, slightly smirking at Gouki's fear.
