Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from Yu-Yu-Hakusho that I use in this fanfiction. I do, however, own my original character, Shana.

AN: For all of you who know me and/or have read my profile, you might be surprised that I am doing this. It's kind of a challenge, to see if I can really successfully write this kind of fiction. Those of you who read fanfiction often probably know that it's pretty hard to pull a character/other character off really well. (Note: I say hard, not impossible. Purple Sky by Kitsune Ria is actually quite good.) So please, give me a chance and review as to whether it's any good at all. I've wanted to write this for a while... Thank you for reading!

Chapter One

It just so happened that when I met the man of my dreams my mouth was full of black ink.

Everyone knows that when you look your worst a very attractive member of the opposite (or same) sex will walk by. I can top that.

I walked into him.

Great, huh? Yeah. That's what I think.

Why am I talking about this? I figured that if I was going to tell this story, I should probably start from the beginning. And this, however strange, is the beginning of my story.

But I'm rambling. I can tell you want to hear what happened. So I'll start off.

This whole thing started with me in the library, nibbling the top of a black bic pen. I have a bad habit of nibbling on my pens as I work. A very, very bad habit as it turns out, actually. I was pondering a particularly sadistic math problem our teacher had assigned us.

Nibble.

Nibble.

Nibble.

Crack.

My mouth was filled with an intensely foul tasting substance. Something cold and wet was running down my chin. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, which I now saw was covered with an ugly black smear. Crap. I glanced down at my pen, which looks like an amputated arm that is leaking black blood. Disgusted yet? Yes, I do have a sick mind.

Trying to stay calm, I dodged my way through the mostly empty library. Almost everyone had left by now. The halls were empty as far as I could tell. I didn't really take a long time to look around. Really I just slapped my hand over my mouth and sprinted down the hall to the nearest bathroom. My fabulous luck, however, ran out before I get there. I find myself jolted to a halt by a male chest. My heart skips a beat, hoping that it's not the guy I've been crushing on.

I looked up and my heart fell as I realized that it was worse.

Much, much worse.

This guy was freaking gorgeous.

Not handsome. Not cute. Gorgeous. I would go as far as to call him beautiful. He had long, bright red hair that just made you want to run your hands through it. Bright emerald eyes glow with amusement.

"Sorry." Oh god. I was doomed. His voice was sexy too. He was thinking that I was a spaz, but not in a particularly hostile way. He's known more than his fair share of spazes.

How do I know? It's a long story, and you really wouldn't believe me if I told you. He smiled at me, and I knew I had to get out of there fast, for fear that I would start drooling. I mumbled an apology. He noticed my mouth, and smiles again. At this point I ran.

"My name is Shana!" I called back. I knew he had been wondering what it was. To my astonishment he doesn't look very surprised. That trick gets most people. With that I turned the corner and left the beautiful stranger behind. My intuition screamed that I was going to see him again.

It's usually right about these things, you know.

(Kurama's POV)

I rummage through my pocket and find the object I've been looking for.

My communicator. I flip it on and send an urgent call to Koenma.

"What is it, Kurama?" Koenma asks, looking a little surprised. I'm usually the one who calls him, not the other way around.

"Koenma, I think I've found something that you might be interested in."

"How convenient. You can come over to tell me all about it. Cause I've got another case for you."

"I'll be right there." I turn off my communicator and glance at the direction that Shana had disappeared in.

Fancy finding a psychic here.

AN: So how was the first chapter? Good? Crappy? Tell me what you think, please! I heart feedback.