Thanx for reviewing!!!
Storm31: thanks for the name. I couldn't find it anywhere. I still think that I am going to call him Dr. Tar so that I don't confuse anyone. That can be his first name, kay? Oh, one other thing, where did you find that? If your remember
ABOUT A HALF A MINUTE AFTER THE LAST CHAP. ENEDED
As Kurama fell to his bed he snatched his day calendar. His eyes fell of the day of the week, Sunday. Only one night until he would got to his new school where he was certain that he could find at least one friend. He let the calendar fall to his chest as he stared at the ceiling in despair. He slowly closed his eyes as he though of all of the possibilities. His friend could be someone like him, a studying book worm. He though about that for a moment and quickly decided that they would be no fun to talk to. Perhaps they would be a video game addict. Despite what he had said to Suiichi, he loved video games, especially James Bond, the one game that he had gotten Hiei to play. The game addict might be into final fantasy, or maybe Simpson's road rage.
Kurama softly fell asleep during his thoughts. In his dream he slowly opened his eyes and looked around his room. It was not his new room or his old one. It was his den, his fox den. He had not been there in over sixteen years but it was exactly as he had left it. As he looked around his eyes fell on a figure in the doorway.
"Hello Suiichi" the figure said, allowing the light to show his face and fox ears.
"Youko?" he could not help but to be amazed.
"Yes, it is me. I am part of you and you know that. I'd say that I am your better half but I don't like to point out the obvious." The vain fox said with a smirk. "now, to the point. I need to escape. You cant keep me in"
(BOAN: (big old author's note) to clear a few things up about this dream: Kurama as we know him, complete with PINK hair, yes it is really pink, will be referred to as Suiichi 'cause the name Kurama is for Youko Kurama. Watch the poltergeist report if you don't believe me. It's what birdy boy calls him)
"Please, now is not the time" Suiichi
"I will be the one who decides when" Kurama roared. "I admit, I am not strong enough to take full control yet. I am talking to you only to warn you. I will be fighting for control. When you get angry it is much easier. Now wake up before I kill you"
Kurama woke up with a start, looking around the unfamiliar room. He looked at his hand. It had much longer nails that he normally had. A bit of silver caught his eye. He watched his hair fade to soft pinkish-red. He knew that that dream was true. After Youko Kurama had gotten out during the dark tournament he had felt a slight split in his soul. It was no longer perfectly merged, and it was getting worse. At first it was simple thing. He could feel a slight struggle but it was almost too small to notice. Sometimes he wished that he could turn into the silver fox spirit once more. One time he had tried to, just to see what would happen, he ended up with a large headache and two small lumps on his head where his ears would have been. He could not change physically but he could still tell that something was going on. He began to crave meats at one point. Mostly chicken and small game, exactly what a fox would eat. Other times he was almost a vegetarian. Feelings that he had felt before in small doses became larger. His human side was controlling his body, that was sure, but he could feel Youko was there trying to advise him.
He shook of the experience as a failed attempt by his other half to gain control. He turned over and looked at his clock. One am, it just figured. He knew that he was not going to get any more sleep. Instead of trying, he reached for the flashlight that he had put on his bedside stand. The turned it on and shone it around the room. The walls were sponge painted a light blue with a dolphin boarder around the top. The carpet was a darker blue. He searched around until he spied what he was looking for, his sketchbook.
He flipped to the page of the unfinished Kuronue and started working on the wings. He lost track of time, lost in a daze of drawing. By the time that he was happy with how his former best friend looked, it was time to get up.
He walked out of his room and almost ran into Suiichi. The small boy looked annoyed at being reminded Kurama so early in the morning. He slipped into the bathroom as Kurama walked past and into the kitchen for his breakfast.
"Good morning Suiichi" his mother greeted him, turning her back on the pancakes that she was making for her two little boys. "I made your favorite, blue berry"
"Thank you" Kurama said, accepting a large plate of blue berry pancakes, covered with butter and drowned in syrup. He hastily ate them. He was glad that Suiichi had opted a shower over going into the kitchen. It meant that he got to eat the pancakes extra hot and right off of the griddle. We was so busy devouring the pancakes that he hardly noticed the bacon that had been put on a separate plate not far away. He quickly corrected his mistake as he picked up a piece of bacon and put it in the syrup sea. The bacon boat quickly sank and was then gobbled up by a hungry Kurama. He was just finishing and most likely had a stupid look on his face when Suiichi came in. He grumbled something and sat down to his pancakes. He ate them seeming either asleep or bored out of his mind.
Either way, Kurama didn't stick around to find out. Instead he showered and got dressed. He dried his hair and looked in the mirror. It was, well, fluffy. It looked somewhat like he had stuck his finger in a light socket. That was no way to look on his first day at a new school. He attacked it with a brush and hairspray before it behaved. Once satisfied with his appearance, he walked out of his room.
His mother was taking him to school since it was his first day. She had offered to drive Suiichi but he had declined. Kurama sat in the car and watched the scenery fly by. He saw students walking by in their uniforms. He was wearing one now as well in a much blander color than he usually wore. He did not want to attract attention to himself yet.
His mother kissed him good bye as he got out of the car. At that point he didn't care what the others would say. He had a feeling that his mother would be the last friendly face that he saw in a while.
Walking towards the large building he pulled out his schedule. He had read over it already but he did not remember any of it right now. First gym, then health, followed by history, and then lunch. After lunch he had to deal with a math class, biology, and finally art class. "at least I have something to look forward to" he mumbled as he pushed the doors open and walked into the school. Things did not start out well.
"Why is that girl wearing the boy's uniform?" he heard someone not far away from him ask. They weren't trying to be rude or directing the question towards him but it stung a little.
"I am a male, thank you" Kurama said, loud enough for the two people to hear him. The two boys were embarrassed and didn't say anything else.
Kurama put the incident behind him and walked down one of the hallways, hopefully towards his homeroom. He found the room without too much trouble thanks to a friendly teacher. By the time that he got there the teacher had already started taking roll. He knocked on the door and was let in.
"Class, this is Suiichi. He just transferred here. You can take a seat over there" the teacher said motioning to a lone seat in the back corner. It was the only empty seat in the room. The class stared at him. He was apparently the most interesting thing in the school. A science project to be stared and poked at. Slowly the students decided that he was about as interesting as a wad of gum that was stuck under a desk and turned back to their teacher.
Roll was taken and announcements were made. Most of the students slept though the short moment until the bell rang. Kurama could have found a nicer sound. Then again, Shishywakamora's (sorry about spelling) chorus of a thousand souls (or was it skulls?) sounded nicer than that. It was a harsh tone that Kurama could easily learn to hate. Everyone stumbled around until they were clear of the classroom. They hallways were quickly crowded and menacing. He noticed an extremely tall student, well built with a goatee, who was walking with a certain swagger that somehow made people get out of his way and made him look somewhat like a cross between a psycho killer and a drunk maniac. Despite that, he seemed somehow friendly. Kurama also noticed that several small students were using his wake to travel faster without getting smashed or trampled. (friends of mine will recognize this person)
Somehow he found the gym. The teacher talked to him and then lent him a gym uniform for the day. He was a rather strong looking man with no hair on his head save his eyebrows which were a light blond and could easily be missed. He identified himself as Mr. Jerib. (I'm crappy at making up Jap. names so if it pisses someone off, sorry!!!) Kurama had to keep from laughing when Mr. Jerib had come close to him. He had clearly shaved his head to look younger. He had been losing his hair for quite some time. Fortunately, he managed to keep his mouth shut.
"Everyone here must have noticed the new kid." Mr. Jerib announced in a booming voice that filled the gym. "Come over here and introduce yourself"
Kurama walked out in front of everyone, wishing that he had known about the gym class ahead of time and had been able to secure his own gym clothes. The clothes that Mr. Jerib had given him were a little too small. The appearance was not one that he wanted to make. He knew that the other students were thinking 'why is that guy wearing short shorts?' he tugged his shirt down some to prevent it from showing his stomach and started to introduce himself. "Hello, my name is Suiichi and I just transferred here from Idontknowthenameofhis high school."
He actually heard someone mutter "yep, he's gay" and saw his friend nod. He had hardly walked into the school and was already a social outcast. Soon news would be all around the school. Everyone in this class would tell everyone in their next class and they would do the same. If he was going to make a friend, he would have to do it in his second period class.
"We are going to play.." The teacher started 'please not basketball' Kurama thought. "Basketball" Mr. Jerib finished.
'Damn! what is he? A Telepath? I hate basketball! I suck at it' Kurama though, hoping that he did not look pissed off on the outside.
"Roger and Calvin will be picking teams" the teacher announced.
Two boys who handled the ball like professionals started picking out people they both picked four others and then started walking over to the far court. They were clearly the A team. The teacher called out two other names and the two students walked to the front. They started to call out people's names as well. Kurama looked around and saw that one team would end up with six people instead of five. After a short time he realized that that one person was him.
"Suiichi, you will be the alternate. Captains, I want you to try to rotate him in, alright?" the two boys nodded and one took his team over to a closet. They came back wearing yellow jerseys. One of them, a classical geek, who looked like he would rather be studying for a test than in gym class, handed Kurama a jersey. He thanked him and turned his attention to the people playing the game.
The geek who had handed Kurama the jersey was covering a friend of his. The friend went to get the ball and had decided that the best way to do so was to slide half way across the gym. The geek went after him and tripped over his friend. His glasses went flying off of his head and landed some distance away. One of the lenses popped out.
The geek went to the nurse to get the glasses fixed and Kurama was in the game. He managed to do everything wrong. He tripped over his own shoe laces and toppled onto some guy who he later learned was named David. David was short with red hair, freckles, and glasses. He looked up at Kurama who quickly apologized, his face turning the same color as his hair.
"Hey, gay guy, keep off of David, he has a girl friend already" someone yelled.
Kurama tried to ignore it and went back to trying to not to embarrass himself anymore than he had already done. He was overjoyed when he heard the teacher announce that class was over. Everyone went into the locker room and changed clothes. He grimaced as he glanced at his schedule, health. As much as he normally could stand the class, he did not want anything to do with it this time.
The bell rang and he went off towards his next class room. He considered himself fortunate because this time he knew where it was. He had seen it on his way to gym.
The teacher introduced him to the class and he took his seat. Things went alright, nothing out of the ordinary. The same thing happened with history. The teacher was still talking when the bell rang for lunch. He raced off in the direction that everyone else was headed in and found a seat away from everyone else and took out his sketch book.
"Great, everyone thinks that I am gay, so much for my chances of making a friend" he muttered to himself. "Or not." he added as he looked up and saw a girl walking directly towards him.
"Hi, my name is Miny" she said in a voice that sounded like a mouse had gotten caught in a door way.
"Hello Miny, my name is Suiichi"
Kurama talked to her for a few minutes before she asked him if he wanted to go to the movies. He declined saying that he had to help his mother unpack. She asked about a few other dates before he had had enough.
"Miny, don't take any offence but I do not wish to date you" What Kurama did not realize was that this was a huge mistake. Miny was sent over to see if the rumors were true or not. Because he turned her down, his life at school would be a living hell.
He sat through the remaining two classes, math and biology, separated him from art class, his expected savior. Math wasn't much worse than his old school. He had nearly fallen asleep but that was to be expected. The best part was that no one had made any cruel comments to him due to the calming aura in the room. Biology was great for him. The teacher was apparently a lover of plants and that was one thing that Kurama knew about. He had managed to save the teacher's favorite spider plant by telling her what to do to help it. He had already passed what they were working on, mitosis and meiosis, so he hardly had to pay attention.
Kurama walked into the art room expecting the best. What could be better than art class? He already had his sketch book out and flipped to a blank page. The teacher was a little late and the class was a little rowdy but that was to be expected. The teacher walked in slowly. She was wearing a dress that would have been attractive if it were in her size. As it was, a toothpick would have asked for a larger size. It gave the effect of a tube of toothpaste that had been squeezed from the middle, causing the sides to bulge. If they had met under different circumstances, Kurama would have guessed that she was on her way to a corner or maybe to one of Yusuke's mother's parties. He hair was curled to the point of being frizzed out at every imaginable angle as well as a few that he did not think existed. Either way, art class was art class no matter what the teacher looked like.
The class hushed as soon as she walked in. Kurama continued to stand along the wall, waiting to be noticed. He took that time to look over the class. There were only two other boys. Miny was there as well as her friend. The teacher finally noticed his presence and motioned him forward.
"Sit next to the trouble maker in the back" she ordered him as she pointed to a seat next to one of the few boys in the class. The back of the room was hardly a place to put a new student, nor was next to a trouble maker, but he was smart enough to keep his mouth shut. He walked over there, wishing that his boy had not yet heard the rumors and would possibly be his friend. His hopes were dashed on the ground as soon as his butt hit the seat.
"So, you're the new kid that everyone says is a fruitcake, right?"
"Yes" Kurama said as he thought over his new title, not noticing that there was not cruelty in the kid's voice.
"My name is Upton"
"What?" Kurama asked, totally caught off guard by the name.
"That's right, Upton, like the guy who wrote The Jungle. Isn't it a stupid name?"
"I suppose so" Kurama looked at the supposed trouble maker. 'who wouldn't act as though he had something to prove with a name like that, Upton' he thought knowing that his thoughts were clear in his eyes.
"I know that this sounds rude, but are the rumors true?"
"I borrowed a gym uniform that was a little too small and it looked like short shorts"
Upton smiled some, a friendly smile, not even noticing that Kurama had not answered his question. "I suppose that Roger is in your class then?"
"Yes, I believe I heard the teacher say that name"
"He is the school 'un-cool' patrol. He is the most popular brat in the history of the world. He dissed you so you will most likely never make a friend here. The entire school looks up to him like a god. It can get sickening. The only two people that I know of who don't hang onto his every word as though it would keep them from falling to their death is me and dumb dumb, the art teacher's little pet."
"You two, shut up this instant!" the art teacher roared to the back of the class.
"And now the nazi whore hates you too" Upton said without batting an eye at her comment.
"Good," the teacher started "Now everyone, write this down. You will be drawing a picture of a man with short brown hair, blue eyes, tall, muscular, with a red shirt and jeans on. The background will be a forest setting." Once she was finished she sat at her desk and took out a magazine and did not look up for the rest of the class period.
"Does she always do this?" Kurama asked softly.
"Do what?"
"Tell everyone exactly what to draw."
"Oh, Ms. Raydel always tells us everything down to the last detail and takes points off if it isn't exactly what she is thinking of."
"ooh, fun" Kurama said softly as he sketched out the beginnings of a man standing next to a tree, leaning on it slightly. 'so much for a good time at school.'
Ok everyone that is it for now, just give me more time and I will crank out more chapters. If you need entertainment, check out some of my other stories. I have two other Yu Yu stories, three LOTR, and one HP story.
REASON FOR RUMORS: Kurama's personality is just all too likable and I don't want him making too many friends yet. That will come later. Nowhere will he deny it but neither will he conform it. There will most likely be a yaoi sequel but this will have about as much romance as I do common sense, which is absolutely zippo.
Isn't that sad, I am only on the second chapter and I am already thinking about the sequel! Ok, I already know what will happen in it.
Storm31: thanks for the name. I couldn't find it anywhere. I still think that I am going to call him Dr. Tar so that I don't confuse anyone. That can be his first name, kay? Oh, one other thing, where did you find that? If your remember
ABOUT A HALF A MINUTE AFTER THE LAST CHAP. ENEDED
As Kurama fell to his bed he snatched his day calendar. His eyes fell of the day of the week, Sunday. Only one night until he would got to his new school where he was certain that he could find at least one friend. He let the calendar fall to his chest as he stared at the ceiling in despair. He slowly closed his eyes as he though of all of the possibilities. His friend could be someone like him, a studying book worm. He though about that for a moment and quickly decided that they would be no fun to talk to. Perhaps they would be a video game addict. Despite what he had said to Suiichi, he loved video games, especially James Bond, the one game that he had gotten Hiei to play. The game addict might be into final fantasy, or maybe Simpson's road rage.
Kurama softly fell asleep during his thoughts. In his dream he slowly opened his eyes and looked around his room. It was not his new room or his old one. It was his den, his fox den. He had not been there in over sixteen years but it was exactly as he had left it. As he looked around his eyes fell on a figure in the doorway.
"Hello Suiichi" the figure said, allowing the light to show his face and fox ears.
"Youko?" he could not help but to be amazed.
"Yes, it is me. I am part of you and you know that. I'd say that I am your better half but I don't like to point out the obvious." The vain fox said with a smirk. "now, to the point. I need to escape. You cant keep me in"
(BOAN: (big old author's note) to clear a few things up about this dream: Kurama as we know him, complete with PINK hair, yes it is really pink, will be referred to as Suiichi 'cause the name Kurama is for Youko Kurama. Watch the poltergeist report if you don't believe me. It's what birdy boy calls him)
"Please, now is not the time" Suiichi
"I will be the one who decides when" Kurama roared. "I admit, I am not strong enough to take full control yet. I am talking to you only to warn you. I will be fighting for control. When you get angry it is much easier. Now wake up before I kill you"
Kurama woke up with a start, looking around the unfamiliar room. He looked at his hand. It had much longer nails that he normally had. A bit of silver caught his eye. He watched his hair fade to soft pinkish-red. He knew that that dream was true. After Youko Kurama had gotten out during the dark tournament he had felt a slight split in his soul. It was no longer perfectly merged, and it was getting worse. At first it was simple thing. He could feel a slight struggle but it was almost too small to notice. Sometimes he wished that he could turn into the silver fox spirit once more. One time he had tried to, just to see what would happen, he ended up with a large headache and two small lumps on his head where his ears would have been. He could not change physically but he could still tell that something was going on. He began to crave meats at one point. Mostly chicken and small game, exactly what a fox would eat. Other times he was almost a vegetarian. Feelings that he had felt before in small doses became larger. His human side was controlling his body, that was sure, but he could feel Youko was there trying to advise him.
He shook of the experience as a failed attempt by his other half to gain control. He turned over and looked at his clock. One am, it just figured. He knew that he was not going to get any more sleep. Instead of trying, he reached for the flashlight that he had put on his bedside stand. The turned it on and shone it around the room. The walls were sponge painted a light blue with a dolphin boarder around the top. The carpet was a darker blue. He searched around until he spied what he was looking for, his sketchbook.
He flipped to the page of the unfinished Kuronue and started working on the wings. He lost track of time, lost in a daze of drawing. By the time that he was happy with how his former best friend looked, it was time to get up.
He walked out of his room and almost ran into Suiichi. The small boy looked annoyed at being reminded Kurama so early in the morning. He slipped into the bathroom as Kurama walked past and into the kitchen for his breakfast.
"Good morning Suiichi" his mother greeted him, turning her back on the pancakes that she was making for her two little boys. "I made your favorite, blue berry"
"Thank you" Kurama said, accepting a large plate of blue berry pancakes, covered with butter and drowned in syrup. He hastily ate them. He was glad that Suiichi had opted a shower over going into the kitchen. It meant that he got to eat the pancakes extra hot and right off of the griddle. We was so busy devouring the pancakes that he hardly noticed the bacon that had been put on a separate plate not far away. He quickly corrected his mistake as he picked up a piece of bacon and put it in the syrup sea. The bacon boat quickly sank and was then gobbled up by a hungry Kurama. He was just finishing and most likely had a stupid look on his face when Suiichi came in. He grumbled something and sat down to his pancakes. He ate them seeming either asleep or bored out of his mind.
Either way, Kurama didn't stick around to find out. Instead he showered and got dressed. He dried his hair and looked in the mirror. It was, well, fluffy. It looked somewhat like he had stuck his finger in a light socket. That was no way to look on his first day at a new school. He attacked it with a brush and hairspray before it behaved. Once satisfied with his appearance, he walked out of his room.
His mother was taking him to school since it was his first day. She had offered to drive Suiichi but he had declined. Kurama sat in the car and watched the scenery fly by. He saw students walking by in their uniforms. He was wearing one now as well in a much blander color than he usually wore. He did not want to attract attention to himself yet.
His mother kissed him good bye as he got out of the car. At that point he didn't care what the others would say. He had a feeling that his mother would be the last friendly face that he saw in a while.
Walking towards the large building he pulled out his schedule. He had read over it already but he did not remember any of it right now. First gym, then health, followed by history, and then lunch. After lunch he had to deal with a math class, biology, and finally art class. "at least I have something to look forward to" he mumbled as he pushed the doors open and walked into the school. Things did not start out well.
"Why is that girl wearing the boy's uniform?" he heard someone not far away from him ask. They weren't trying to be rude or directing the question towards him but it stung a little.
"I am a male, thank you" Kurama said, loud enough for the two people to hear him. The two boys were embarrassed and didn't say anything else.
Kurama put the incident behind him and walked down one of the hallways, hopefully towards his homeroom. He found the room without too much trouble thanks to a friendly teacher. By the time that he got there the teacher had already started taking roll. He knocked on the door and was let in.
"Class, this is Suiichi. He just transferred here. You can take a seat over there" the teacher said motioning to a lone seat in the back corner. It was the only empty seat in the room. The class stared at him. He was apparently the most interesting thing in the school. A science project to be stared and poked at. Slowly the students decided that he was about as interesting as a wad of gum that was stuck under a desk and turned back to their teacher.
Roll was taken and announcements were made. Most of the students slept though the short moment until the bell rang. Kurama could have found a nicer sound. Then again, Shishywakamora's (sorry about spelling) chorus of a thousand souls (or was it skulls?) sounded nicer than that. It was a harsh tone that Kurama could easily learn to hate. Everyone stumbled around until they were clear of the classroom. They hallways were quickly crowded and menacing. He noticed an extremely tall student, well built with a goatee, who was walking with a certain swagger that somehow made people get out of his way and made him look somewhat like a cross between a psycho killer and a drunk maniac. Despite that, he seemed somehow friendly. Kurama also noticed that several small students were using his wake to travel faster without getting smashed or trampled. (friends of mine will recognize this person)
Somehow he found the gym. The teacher talked to him and then lent him a gym uniform for the day. He was a rather strong looking man with no hair on his head save his eyebrows which were a light blond and could easily be missed. He identified himself as Mr. Jerib. (I'm crappy at making up Jap. names so if it pisses someone off, sorry!!!) Kurama had to keep from laughing when Mr. Jerib had come close to him. He had clearly shaved his head to look younger. He had been losing his hair for quite some time. Fortunately, he managed to keep his mouth shut.
"Everyone here must have noticed the new kid." Mr. Jerib announced in a booming voice that filled the gym. "Come over here and introduce yourself"
Kurama walked out in front of everyone, wishing that he had known about the gym class ahead of time and had been able to secure his own gym clothes. The clothes that Mr. Jerib had given him were a little too small. The appearance was not one that he wanted to make. He knew that the other students were thinking 'why is that guy wearing short shorts?' he tugged his shirt down some to prevent it from showing his stomach and started to introduce himself. "Hello, my name is Suiichi and I just transferred here from Idontknowthenameofhis high school."
He actually heard someone mutter "yep, he's gay" and saw his friend nod. He had hardly walked into the school and was already a social outcast. Soon news would be all around the school. Everyone in this class would tell everyone in their next class and they would do the same. If he was going to make a friend, he would have to do it in his second period class.
"We are going to play.." The teacher started 'please not basketball' Kurama thought. "Basketball" Mr. Jerib finished.
'Damn! what is he? A Telepath? I hate basketball! I suck at it' Kurama though, hoping that he did not look pissed off on the outside.
"Roger and Calvin will be picking teams" the teacher announced.
Two boys who handled the ball like professionals started picking out people they both picked four others and then started walking over to the far court. They were clearly the A team. The teacher called out two other names and the two students walked to the front. They started to call out people's names as well. Kurama looked around and saw that one team would end up with six people instead of five. After a short time he realized that that one person was him.
"Suiichi, you will be the alternate. Captains, I want you to try to rotate him in, alright?" the two boys nodded and one took his team over to a closet. They came back wearing yellow jerseys. One of them, a classical geek, who looked like he would rather be studying for a test than in gym class, handed Kurama a jersey. He thanked him and turned his attention to the people playing the game.
The geek who had handed Kurama the jersey was covering a friend of his. The friend went to get the ball and had decided that the best way to do so was to slide half way across the gym. The geek went after him and tripped over his friend. His glasses went flying off of his head and landed some distance away. One of the lenses popped out.
The geek went to the nurse to get the glasses fixed and Kurama was in the game. He managed to do everything wrong. He tripped over his own shoe laces and toppled onto some guy who he later learned was named David. David was short with red hair, freckles, and glasses. He looked up at Kurama who quickly apologized, his face turning the same color as his hair.
"Hey, gay guy, keep off of David, he has a girl friend already" someone yelled.
Kurama tried to ignore it and went back to trying to not to embarrass himself anymore than he had already done. He was overjoyed when he heard the teacher announce that class was over. Everyone went into the locker room and changed clothes. He grimaced as he glanced at his schedule, health. As much as he normally could stand the class, he did not want anything to do with it this time.
The bell rang and he went off towards his next class room. He considered himself fortunate because this time he knew where it was. He had seen it on his way to gym.
The teacher introduced him to the class and he took his seat. Things went alright, nothing out of the ordinary. The same thing happened with history. The teacher was still talking when the bell rang for lunch. He raced off in the direction that everyone else was headed in and found a seat away from everyone else and took out his sketch book.
"Great, everyone thinks that I am gay, so much for my chances of making a friend" he muttered to himself. "Or not." he added as he looked up and saw a girl walking directly towards him.
"Hi, my name is Miny" she said in a voice that sounded like a mouse had gotten caught in a door way.
"Hello Miny, my name is Suiichi"
Kurama talked to her for a few minutes before she asked him if he wanted to go to the movies. He declined saying that he had to help his mother unpack. She asked about a few other dates before he had had enough.
"Miny, don't take any offence but I do not wish to date you" What Kurama did not realize was that this was a huge mistake. Miny was sent over to see if the rumors were true or not. Because he turned her down, his life at school would be a living hell.
He sat through the remaining two classes, math and biology, separated him from art class, his expected savior. Math wasn't much worse than his old school. He had nearly fallen asleep but that was to be expected. The best part was that no one had made any cruel comments to him due to the calming aura in the room. Biology was great for him. The teacher was apparently a lover of plants and that was one thing that Kurama knew about. He had managed to save the teacher's favorite spider plant by telling her what to do to help it. He had already passed what they were working on, mitosis and meiosis, so he hardly had to pay attention.
Kurama walked into the art room expecting the best. What could be better than art class? He already had his sketch book out and flipped to a blank page. The teacher was a little late and the class was a little rowdy but that was to be expected. The teacher walked in slowly. She was wearing a dress that would have been attractive if it were in her size. As it was, a toothpick would have asked for a larger size. It gave the effect of a tube of toothpaste that had been squeezed from the middle, causing the sides to bulge. If they had met under different circumstances, Kurama would have guessed that she was on her way to a corner or maybe to one of Yusuke's mother's parties. He hair was curled to the point of being frizzed out at every imaginable angle as well as a few that he did not think existed. Either way, art class was art class no matter what the teacher looked like.
The class hushed as soon as she walked in. Kurama continued to stand along the wall, waiting to be noticed. He took that time to look over the class. There were only two other boys. Miny was there as well as her friend. The teacher finally noticed his presence and motioned him forward.
"Sit next to the trouble maker in the back" she ordered him as she pointed to a seat next to one of the few boys in the class. The back of the room was hardly a place to put a new student, nor was next to a trouble maker, but he was smart enough to keep his mouth shut. He walked over there, wishing that his boy had not yet heard the rumors and would possibly be his friend. His hopes were dashed on the ground as soon as his butt hit the seat.
"So, you're the new kid that everyone says is a fruitcake, right?"
"Yes" Kurama said as he thought over his new title, not noticing that there was not cruelty in the kid's voice.
"My name is Upton"
"What?" Kurama asked, totally caught off guard by the name.
"That's right, Upton, like the guy who wrote The Jungle. Isn't it a stupid name?"
"I suppose so" Kurama looked at the supposed trouble maker. 'who wouldn't act as though he had something to prove with a name like that, Upton' he thought knowing that his thoughts were clear in his eyes.
"I know that this sounds rude, but are the rumors true?"
"I borrowed a gym uniform that was a little too small and it looked like short shorts"
Upton smiled some, a friendly smile, not even noticing that Kurama had not answered his question. "I suppose that Roger is in your class then?"
"Yes, I believe I heard the teacher say that name"
"He is the school 'un-cool' patrol. He is the most popular brat in the history of the world. He dissed you so you will most likely never make a friend here. The entire school looks up to him like a god. It can get sickening. The only two people that I know of who don't hang onto his every word as though it would keep them from falling to their death is me and dumb dumb, the art teacher's little pet."
"You two, shut up this instant!" the art teacher roared to the back of the class.
"And now the nazi whore hates you too" Upton said without batting an eye at her comment.
"Good," the teacher started "Now everyone, write this down. You will be drawing a picture of a man with short brown hair, blue eyes, tall, muscular, with a red shirt and jeans on. The background will be a forest setting." Once she was finished she sat at her desk and took out a magazine and did not look up for the rest of the class period.
"Does she always do this?" Kurama asked softly.
"Do what?"
"Tell everyone exactly what to draw."
"Oh, Ms. Raydel always tells us everything down to the last detail and takes points off if it isn't exactly what she is thinking of."
"ooh, fun" Kurama said softly as he sketched out the beginnings of a man standing next to a tree, leaning on it slightly. 'so much for a good time at school.'
Ok everyone that is it for now, just give me more time and I will crank out more chapters. If you need entertainment, check out some of my other stories. I have two other Yu Yu stories, three LOTR, and one HP story.
REASON FOR RUMORS: Kurama's personality is just all too likable and I don't want him making too many friends yet. That will come later. Nowhere will he deny it but neither will he conform it. There will most likely be a yaoi sequel but this will have about as much romance as I do common sense, which is absolutely zippo.
Isn't that sad, I am only on the second chapter and I am already thinking about the sequel! Ok, I already know what will happen in it.