Hiya! I'm happy now, one review! Okay, it's pretty lame, but I will continue, for I, Falcon-sama, am extremely stubborn! (Cheers in background) And for you, my only reviewer, CHERRY COKE! Yay! Enjoy! As for the disclaimer, it's in chapter one, you stinkin' lawyers. Don't you have anything better to do? Convict actual felons, instead of looking at what the other people write on the computer, looking for someone who didn't deny owning something? I don't own care bears or Spongebob, either. Forget it, moving on!

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"Hiei, what's up?" Yusuke repeated. Kenshin looked at him, slightly worried.

"Nothing." Hiei went back to solitary mode. "It's nothing." Bakura was definitely curious about Hiei. Was he able to read his mind? That was the last thing he needed, someone rummaging through his mind when someone else was doing that AND living in there! Ra, was it ever annoying, having someone argue with you and-

'WHAT are you going on about?' Lovely, Yami Bakura. 'Can't a guy get some sleep?'

'No. Not in my head.'

'You think too much! Shut up for once!' The yami vanished into the depths of Bakura's mind.

"Never a dull moment." Bakura muttered under his breath quietly.

BBBRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"About time!" Yusuke jumped up and rushed out the door, oblivious to Hiei, who simply glared at Vash for a few moments. The blond haired 'moron' looked at Hiei. "What? What'd I do? I'm sorry, I forgot it was 'interrogative' okay?"

"What do you know about Ryou?" Hiei asked, his red eyes steadily glaring at the teacher. "Something's different about him."

"Uh, he's got natural white hair?"

"Really, I didn't notice. Try again."

"He's not British, he was just raised in Britain!" Vash said nervously.

"One more chance, Stampede..."

"HE'S A SCHIZOPHRENIC WHO'S ALTER EGO LIVES IN THIS BIG NECKLACE CALLED THE MILLENIUM RING AND ALSO IN HIS MIND AND HE TAKES CONTROL OF BAKURA SOMETIMES AND IS REALLY CRAZY AND LIKES STEALING PEOPLE'S SOULS AND PUTTING THEM IN THE SHADOW REALM WHERE IT'S NOTHING BUT DARKNESS AND SCARY STUFF AND A REAL FREAKY PURPLE MIST!" Vash blurted quickly. "Can I go get some coffee now?"

"Fine." Hiei headed out the door, then, as an afterthought, "You sound like you had enough already." 'An alter ego who can steal souls...' He thought. 'I smell a camaraderie coming along.'

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Yugi walked down the hall quietly, looking for his friends in the tall crowd. Of course, they found him first.

"'Ey, Yuge, why the long face, pal?" Joey asked in his Brooklyn accent. "Did some a doze jerks in ya otha class mess with ya, 'cuz I'll pound dere faces in if dey did!"

"Hey, Joey, calm down! I just couldn't take that test in History that I studied for because the teacher wasn't there." Yugi shrugged. "It's no big deal, though, he should be back tomorrow."

"Pheh, you should be glad he didn't come, the test was a hundred questions long." Yugi turned around, only to be face-to- stomach with Tsume. "Most of it wasn't even in that chapter, so if I were you, I'd start reading the rest of that damn book."

"Tsume, who asked you to be a part of this conversation, huh?" Tristan challenged.

"I don't need to be asked, I can do it on my own just fine." He growled.

"Guys, can't you get along and be friends?" Tea' spoke up. "Because if you all were friends- huh, where'd you guys go? Guys?"

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/ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE HALLWAY/

"I hate that girl." Tsume muttered, jabbing his hands into his pockets. He wandered into the senior's hallway, where everyone was either a lot shorter than Tsume, or rivaled his height. He glanced at the lockers. Since he gave the Runt his because it was closer to Toboe's classes, he shared one down this hall. He stopped when he found his locker, 713, which had a note halfway sticking out of it. He pulled it out and read it: ' Sesshoumaru, I'm sorry my friends picked on you about your arm, they deserved to be hit, I think it would be a good idea for us to hang out sometime, call me! Love, Stacy.' Aw, how cute, Tsume thought, right before crumbling it up and sticking it in the locker next to his.

"More fan mail?" A silky voice behind him said.

"Tell these girls to get a life and put this crap in a different locker." Tsume grabbed his Technology notebook and slammed the locker shut. Sesshoumaru opened it back and put in a Biology book that couldn't have gotten any thicker. He then closed it back. "They won't listen. They never do and never will, and therefore, will never have a single date with me." Sesshoumaru smirked slightly. The satisfaction of crushing their hearts was so enjoyable, but they were stubborn and refused to give up, ruining the fun of ignoring them.

"That's a good way to look at it, I guess." Tsume shrugged. "Hey, what happened to Inuyasha, did he get suspended again?"

"Of course he did." Sesshoumaru rolled his eyes. "What else could have happened?"

"Punched himself and woke up realizing he put himself in a storm drain." Tsume started. "Someone told him to go jump off a cliff and he listened, he robbed himself and is now holding himself hostage for ransom money, who knows?"

"Hm, all of those sound promising." Sesshoumaru looked at his watch. " Might want to leave now, if you plan on being there on time."

"Please, you think I care?" Tsume turned on his heel and walked off.

Sesshoumaru watched as Tsume dodged a girl with brown hair and a pink purse barely. Tea' was her name, he thought. He had heard of her before, that she couldn't be near an argument or any competition without breaking into a speech about 'friendship' or how someone's purpose was 'noble'.

"I thought you hated wolves." Kouga said, now next to Sesshoumaru. "But you're friends with him and me. Someone's confused."

"He happens to be a somewhat intelligent wolf, as for you, I wish I could say the same."

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/IN TECH/

"Everyone, I want your PowerPoint presentation to be colorful, and remember, I am going to show these to the class." Mr. Verdana (It's the font, oh well) walked up to where Tsume, Kiba and Sanosuke were sitting. "This means you, Mr. Wolfe." He looked at Tsume's work, which had every possible shade of black, white, and grey on it, some he had never seen before. "Okay, that'll work, since the project's supposed to reflect your personality..." He walked off, leaving Kiba to inspect it. "Hey it =does= reflect your personality, =boring!=" Tsume growled and looked at Kiba's, which was red and white, Tsume assumed Kiba's fur and blood. "What about yours, Kiba, it looks like a candy cane." Kiba huffed and (blew your house in!) changed the stripes so that instead, it was a red splatter inside the white. "Gunshot wound, how original." He rolled his yellow eyes. He didn't even bother looking at Sano's, figuring he had 'the' symbol as a background. He decided to work on his profile:

Name: Tsume Wolfe.

Age: 18

Born in: Canada

Hair color- White

Eye color- Yellow

Favorite color- Black

Social Status- Loner

Personality- Quiet, Sulking, Brooding

Likes- Being alone, Silence, Black leather, Wolves

Dislikes- Loud noises, Crowds, People, Dogs

'Friends'- Toboe Rain, Hige Lupin, Kiba Blanc (AN:out of ideas), Sesshoumaru (AN:Had last name removed), Sanosuke Sagara

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"Well, Kagome, that whole 'hurry, must study' thing was real pointless, wasn't it?" Miroku smiled, standing at the door of the girl's locker room as they came out, trying to look in. (-.-;) And naturally got slapped by Sango.

"Who told you that?" Kagome asked Miroku, who still kept his right hand covered up. "Was it Hige?"

"Yeah, he did. Told Trunks and Goten, too. Would've told Inuyasha if he wasn't suspended." Miroku leaned against the wall with one hand. "Hey, Kurama! Come here! There's someone I want you to meet!"

Kagome looked in the direction that Miroku was calling someone. "Who's Kurama?" She then saw the tall redhead and his short friend who, Kagome guessed, didn't own anything other than black, headed towards them.

"Oh, I remember them!" Sango said, "They were here yesterday!"

"I didn't see them!" Kagome blurted.

"Maybe it's because you're oblivious to your surroundings." Kagome yelped, then turned around, it was the short kid. How'd he get up to her so fast? "Hn." He smirked, noticing his friend just walk up.

"Kurama, this is Kagome, the one who panics." Miroku grinned. "And Sango, the one who slaps." Kagome saw the short one roll his eyes, were they =red=?

"Nice to meet you both. I'm Suuichi, or Kurama, if you prefer, and this is Hiei." Kurama smiled, making all girls within five hundred yards want to faint.

"If I wanted them to know me, I would have introduced myself, baka." Hiei growled. He added the last word as a boy with orange hair walked up to them.

"Quit calling me that, Shrimp, or I'll have to tie you to the basketball goal." Kuwabara threatened. He actually looked pretty mean for once, and Sango, Miroku, and Kagome were surprised Hiei wasn't fazed slightly.

"Tell me something, Kuwabara." Hiei said calmly.

"Uh, what?"

"Why is it you get taller, stupider, AND uglier each time I see you?"

Kagome looked at Hiei. He definitely looked like the kind of person who'd insult you, kill you, then insult you some more. And his eyes, that blood red color made them so intimidating.

"I'm guessing that you two don't get along." Kagome's eyes shifted between the two.

"So, Miroku, why did you want us to meet them?" Sango asked. "I don't see the big deal."

"Of course you don't, ningen." Hiei remarked.

"Ningen?" Sango raised a brow. "Human?"

Miroku pulled out a piece of paper and tossed it a Hiei, who snatched it out of the air and stared as it burned his hand, with smoke streaming from it. "We're demons." Hiei burned the ward away, since no one was looking. "Except =him=." He received a glare from at least a foot and a half above him. Kurama shook his head. "We mean no harm, we were just sent to this school to monitor...abnormalities in this school. Such as demons and humans with no respect for time and space." He looked at Sango and Miroku, then he craned his head to look at Sesshoumaru, who was sulking on the bleachers, daring others to get within ten feet of him. "And I'm aware of Inuyasha as well. He told us that Aniku had told at least one of you what we are."

"Well, we know now." Kagome smiled. "So, you started yesterday?" Kurama and Kuwabara nodded. "Wanna meet after school over, err,"

"The parking lot." Sango finished.

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/LATER IN SCHOOL/

Tsume walked into the ninth grade floor, aggravated beyond belief. He pushed past the smaller kids, searching for Toboe. He froze when he thought he heard Toboe. He sniffed the air and then turned his head towards an 'empty' classroom. He walked in, seeing two punks beating up Toboe. He rushed up to them and kicked the black haired one in the stomach, causing him to double over. Then he slammed the other into the wall, and had his dagger at his throat instantly. "So, =David=," Tsume pressed the blade harder. "I think I told you to stay away from Toboe, right?" He saw the other, Jerry, try to get up, he stomped on his wrist, causing him to yelp in pain. "And where are you going? Toboe, get out." Toboe looked at Tsume for a moment, then turned to leave. "Changed my mind, help me out, take him," He kicked Jerry. "And put him in that cabinet."

"That's kinda cold, isn't it?" Toboe asked, moving his bracelets back down to his wrists, instead of higher up his arm from the struggle.

"Either that or out the window." He turned to meet David's gaze with a feral glare. "And this is the fifth floor."

"Can't we just let them go?"

Tsume sighed heavily, slouching for a moment. "Kid, give me a break, they beat you up, three times, and you think I'm going to let them go?" He slipped his foot under Jerry's chest, then kicked him upwards and grabbed him by the shirt and pinned him to the wall by David. "I'll do it." He stared at them, as their faces showed fear when his teeth became sharp like an animals. His voice was a harsh growl. "Go near him, and I kill you." He stepped away from them, his face went back to normal. He slipped his dagger back in his shoe, hidden under his pants. He walked out of the classroom with Toboe behind him, then he shut the door behind him.

"Thanks, Tsume, I'm glad you came after me." Toboe held his rust-colored bookbag close. "You should be careful with that dagger, though, if they have a search."

"Pheh, all I have to do is put it in the ceiling. They won't know." Tsume fake-punched Toboe's arm, "Besides, these aren't the brightest humans in the world."

"THE CARE BEARS ARE COMING! THE CARE BEARS ARE COMING!" A tall blond teacher ran by, yelling. "AND SO IS SPONGEBOB!"

"I guess you're right." Toboe sighed. He looked towards a group of kids, one with extremely freaky hair, who turned around. "Hey, Toboe!" Yugi called. The two wolves walked up to them. "How's it going?" He smiled.

"It's okay, I guess." Toboe looked at Joey and Tristan, who both were glaring at Tsume. "Tsume, would it kill you to go away?" Tristan said coldly.

"Yeah, 'cuz we jus' had this talk with Kaiba, ya' know, and he's too scared ta come near us, even!" Joey crowed, then was interrupted when the tall blue-eyed executive walked by and muttered, "Shut up, Wheeler." "You shut up, ya Blue-eyes White-leather Idiot!"

"I think that Time Wizard was real stupid, bringing a caveman into the future." Kaiba smirked, then walked off. "Jerk." Joey growled. "Thinks he's better 'en me, with all 'is money an' stuff."

"Well, how many times have you lost to him, Joey?" Yugi asked.

"Twenty-three out of twenty-three times." Tristan said thoughtfully. To which Joey responded, "Dat last one was closer, I made 'em lose a hundred life points!"

"And that matters, how?"

Tsume and Toboe sighed. "Toboe, do you want to go to the arcade?" Yugi smiled, noticing how Toboe looked puzzled by what everyone was saying. "Um, can I, Tsume?"

"Why do you ask him, he doesn't matter." Tristan piped up.

"He matters to me!" Toboe scoffed. "Well, can I?"

"Stay out of trouble." Tsume shrugged, walking off towards the stairs.

"So, he's like a brother to you, Toboe?" Yugi asked.

"Sheesh, some brotha'." Joey cringed. "Looks like th' kind dat would beat ya up for asking why his pants are so damn tight." Tristan laughed.

"Don't say that, he's real nice." Toboe started. "He just acts real mean, that's all, because he likes to be alone."

"Well, he does a good job acting, had me fooled." Tristan rubbed the back of his head. "If that's acting, he needs to teach drama!"

"Guys, relax, let's get out of this stupid place!" Tea' smiled. (GASP! She kept her mouth shut the entire time! That's a first.)

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Kenshin walked down the road, heading towards the nearest Seven-Eleven. He was SOOOOOOOO thirsty. What were those people thinking? Did they honestly think that a tiny container of milk and a thing of juice even smaller than that would be enough to suffice!? That word hurt his head. He needed some Mountain Dew, stat. And he couldn't forget those nasty, evil water fountains, with gum and spit in them, it was revolting. He snapped out of his daze, and saw Bakura and Marik standing outside the store, being eyed by the policeman who was parked there.

"I figured you would come here." Marik laughed, taking a sip from his coke. "Didn't think you could make it to your house without something to drink."

"Well, you thought correctly, that you did." Kenshin grinned.

"Why do you talk like that?" Marik raised a brow.

"Like what?"

Bakura sighed and shook his head. No one understood 'Kenshin Logic', that was for sure. "I need some chips." He stood up from leaning against the wall. "Besides, if that policeman stares at me any more, I'm going to have holes burned through me." He laughed for a moment, then noticed that his Ring had emerged from under his shirt, and he could feel the power from it begging to be used. He held it with both hands as Marik and Kenshin looked at him. The arrows jerked suddenly and pointed towards two of the new kids, Hiei, and the redhead who looked half-asleep, with his emerald eyes half open. Hiei looked at the Ring and a sly smirk crept onto his face. That must be the necklace Stampede mentioned. He thought, noticing how it pointed to him and tugged Bakura's body. He looked at Marik, who Vash said could control people's minds with his, what was it? Millennium Rod. And Kenshin was a samurai in a past life, and could remember every little bit of that life and the one guy, Sanosuke, was the same, only not a samurai, just a punk. Hiei wasn't told all of these things, he had been steadily plucking these things out of Vash's mind, after he got past the half of his brain that was reserved for doughnuts, though. Marik was an evil guy with an eviler half which was basically the result from having a family that lived in a hole in the ground and forbade him from seeing the outside world. Nice life.

"Tell your Ring it's not nice to point." Hiei said flatly. He savored the stunned look on Bakura's face. "Surprised I know? One of the many advantages of being a demon." They all turned to look at the policeman who was standing still and drooling with a blank look on his face. "Don't worry, Marik, I got 'em."

"A demon?" Kenshin shook slightly, Kurama noticed, though.

"It's alright, Kenshin, we won't hurt you." Kurama smiled, removing the weary look that was on his face. "Hiei has a habit of being too forward."

/I'm bored, let's kill them./ Youko chimed in Kurama's head. –No, we aren't going to. They have done nothing.- /Well, rustle 'em up, make them give you a reason./ -No, Youko. Now shut up.-

"Who told you?" Marik growled, confident that no one would be coming near them anytime soon.

"I did some prying in Vash's hollow head. He's a plant, who knew?" Hiei ran his hand through his bangs. "I know what Vash knows, let me put it that way. Whatever I found useful, anyway."

"Hiei, quit going through Kenshin, please." Kurama sighed. Hiei let out a huff. "You're no fun."

"Okay, I guess that this whole thing is okay, they know, so we don't have to be all secretive around them." Bakura half-smiled.

Oh, shut up, Hikari. Yami Bakura muttered, now 'next to' Bakura. They will ruin my plan! I can tell they will attempt to take the items before I can, I know it!

"Just so you know, I can hear you." Hiei stared straight at where Yami Bakura was 'standing'. "And see you." Kurama and Kenshin looked puzzled, while Marik was entertained by the fact Hiei was in tune enough with the darkness that he could see Bakura's dark half. It was funny, if the two wanted a private conversation, one of them would need to be in the Ring.

"Very well." Yami Bakura was now in control of the body, leaving Bakura to go in the Ring. "Interesting powers, Hiei. I knew something was different about you, I knew you weren't mortal."

"Oh, Ra, here he goes with the 'mortal' thing." Marik clasped his hand to his face. The yami just shook his head. "I'm saving that for later. So, we know about Hiei what about you?" He looked at Kurama.

"How about we go somewhere less public?" Kurama suggested. Marik smirked. "I know where we could go."

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"So, the arcade, huh?" Sanosuke asked, putting his hands behind his neck. "Anybody bring money?"

Hige looked at Sanosuke as if he had horns growing out of his head. "You moron! You were supposed to bring the quarters! Jeez, come on, can't you try to remember something?!"

"I have more important things to fill my head up with, Hige, and one of them isn't playboy mags, like you!" He barked.

"Will you guys shut up for two seconds!" Tsume snarled.

One, two.

"Well, I know that you need quarters for an arcade, dumbass!" Hige paused when he noticed that two women and their children were walking by.

"What's that word mean, mommy?"

"It's what that boy is, don't say it though, it's not nice."

Tsume, Kiba, and Inuyasha stared at Sano and Hige. Inuyasha slapped both in the back of the head as he walked past and between them. Kiba patted Hige on the back and whispered 'nice going', and followed Inuyasha, while Tsume just walked by.

"Gotta love 'em." Hige ran up to them, and Sanosuke went after them, into the arcade.

They looked around, Pacman, racing games, shooting games, skeeball (sp? I don't know.) air hockey, Dance Dance Revolution (YAY!), countless games. They looked up towards where DDR was at and there stood Toboe, Yugi, Tristan, Joey, watching Tea', who was playing, and obviously winning. Then the game ended. "Anyone else think they can beat me?" She smiled, making Trunks, who was playing Crazy Taxi nearby, make a gagging sound, causing his comrade Goten to laugh.

"Not funny, Trunks." Tea' walked away from the game. Toboe caught a glimpse of yellow and saw that it was Hige. "Hey, guys, over here!" He called, they came up and Hige patted Toboe on the head. "What's up, Runt? Set any scores for me to beat?"

"Nope. I can beat you in air hockey, though." Toboe challenged.

"Yeah, sure." He paused for a moment. "Got any quarters, little buddy?" Toboe pulled a five out of his pocket and gave it to Hige. "Cool. Let's go, then." They ran off to get change.

Yugi went up to the others. "Hey guys," He noticed Inuyasha. "How's your vacation?"

"Never better. Daytime TV sucks, though. Had to spend the day sleeping." Inuyasha grinned. "Not that I'm complaining."

"Uh-huh." Tristan mumbled. "So, when was that computer thing due, Kiba?"

Kiba smiled. "Two hours ago. Sorry, Tristan." Tristan had a pathetic sad look on his face. "I'll live, I guess."

"HA! SEE URAMESHI, YOU CAN BEAT ME IN REAL LIFE, BUT I AM THE TEKKEN CHAMP!" Kuwabara crowed behind them. "Aw, shut up, it's just a stupid game!" Yusuke shouted over Kuwabara's laughter. "I said SHUT UP!"

"Okay, Urameshi, chill out." He waved his hands. "Hey, some guys from school. What's up, guys?"

"Hey, Kuwabara, and, uh, sorry, never got your name." Trunks said, stepping away from Crazy Taxi. The slicked black haired one replied. "No problem, name's Yusuke."

"Cool, I'm Trunks, and this is Goten."

"Hey." Goten pulled some money out of his pocket, counting how many quarters he had left. "Trunks, how much money do you have, I've only got a dollar."

"I've got a ten." Trunks sighed. "You know what, we better go, Goten, we've played everything decent twice."

"Yeah, I guess so. Well, see you guys tomorrow!" They walked off.

"Oh-kay...I have a feeling they have issues." Inuyasha shook his head. He looked up when he saw a gloomy Hige and a cheerful Toboe come up to them. "I don't like the runt anymore. I couldn't score at all." Hige leaned against a machine that had 'Galaga' written on the side. "The kid's too good."

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/MARIK'S YAGHT...YAY!/

"A former thief, eh?" Yami Bakura smirked. "We have something in common, then."

Hiei looked out the window, as usual, While Kurama and Yami Bakura sat on the bed and Marik sat in a chair, turning it backwards, occasionally bossing his minions around. Rashid, though, stood on the other side of the door, making sure the servants didn't decide to eavesdrop.

"Yes, but I believe you aren't a =former= thief, you're a =current= thief." Kurama smiled, who said criminals couldn't be friends? "So, can you read people's minds with the Eye?"

Yami Bakura pulled the Millennium Eye out of his pocket. "No, damn thing's worthless. But when I get the others it won't be."

"Good lu-uck." Marik said, sing-song, holding the Rod in his hand. "You're making a lot of progress, tomb robber, it's been a while now, three items are so close to you but you don't bother to take them, it's interesting."

"Oh, shut up! You don't know what I'm planning."

"You? Plan? Sounds entertaining, almighty dead one." Hiei smirked.

"Care to join the club?" The yami was looking at the Ring. Hiei scoffed at the remark, as if a dead ningen could scare him. The four turned around when the door opened.

"Master Marik, Miss Ishizu is on her way here." Rashid said.

"What the hell could she want now?" Marik growled.

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What the hell, indeed. Wanna find out? WELL, REVIEW THEN! I am curious, should I leave his name 'Marik', or change it to 'Malik'? Please tell me in a review! I am also interested in adding characters, if you want your OC in here, please tell me! If you want me to continue, you need to review because if you don't I think no one's reading my story, and I will most likely quit. It will get better, anyways, I promise. Oh, well. R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R!