Chapter 2
"You sure look tough," Kira heard the stupid-sounding voice say. "Trying to pick on a girl. Why don't you try someone your own size?" She turned to see a boy around her age towering over her, glaring at the men she was trying to fight with. He had strange red hair and the stupidest looking face and ugly blue uniform Kira had ever seen. She simply stood there, looking up at him, until he finally smiled down at her.
"Go ahead," he said as he looked back at the other men. "I'll take care of these jerks." Kira didn't know what to say. Who was this guy anyways, thinking he could just come around and play the hero?
"Erm…" she started when she looked down at the stolen watch on her wrist. 'Oh, no!' she thought to herself. 'I'm going to be late on my first day!' "Um…thanks, mate!" she exclaimed as she ran off in the direction of the school.
The bell rang and all the students took their seats. They all got out their history books and turned toward the teacher at the front of the classroom, listening attentively. Not everyone was paying attention, though. One boy was staring out the window in a dream-like state.
"Yusuke," he heard the person behind him whisper as the teacher ranted on about the Meiji era. Yusuke turned slightly in his seat to glance at Kurama's frowning face. He then looked around the room and saw his petite friend, Hiei, staring out the classrom door. He wondered why Hiei was staring out the door, looking rather distracted, because it seemed a bit out of character. When he continued to glance across the room, and found an empty chair where his other friend was supposed to be, he let out and impatient sigh.
"Great," he frowned. "The one day I show up to class on time that stupid baka has to--"
Just then, the door burst open, grabbing the attention of everyone in the room. Most of the students nearly jumped out of their seat and the teacher looked absolutely infuriated.
"You're late," he grumbled as the tiny girl who had just burst through the door smiled nervously and handed him a piece of paper. "Oh, yes. Students, please welcome Yomimoto Kira. She will, hopefully, be joining us in class for the rest of the year." The girl glanced nervously around the room, and Yusuke could do nothing but stare at her in awe. She was not like a lot of the other girls he had seen. In fact, she looked rather boyish and was even shorter than Hiei. He then caught sight of Hiei, who was gaping, open-mouthed, at the young girl. "Yes, well, you may have a seat right over there." The gazes of all people in the class followed her as she took a seat on the far end of the room, closest to the window. Many of the students still watched as she tapped her fingers on her desk, but were soon back to listening to the lesson.
The person who was still staring at her, after everyone had buried their faces in thier books, was Hiei. He found her simply fascinating. She was beautiful, and somehow so familiar. Hiei prodded his brain, trying to figure out what it was about this girl that had him so drawn to her. Was it…no, it couldn't be. Not here…could it?
"Kurama," he whispered across the room to the red-haired boy who was twirling a rose in his fingers bemusedly. He stopped and looked in Hiei's direction. When he was sure he had Kurama's attention, Hiei mouthed three simple words: "She's the one."
Kira glanced over across the room to the boy who had been watching her since she had walked into the room. She found him rather…interesting. He was dressed in all black - much like herself - and had jet black hair that was, amazingly, standing on end. He was now talking to a boy with red hair and a rose in his hand. She saw him say something , and was confused when he looked at her. What did he mean, "she's the one?"
'Kill him.' Kira sat bolt upright in her seat. Where had that come from?
'Kill him,' the voice echoed in her head again, sending shivers down her spine. 'Kill Hiei!'
"Who's Hiei?" she questioned, wondering if she was going insane. Before she could receive an answer, the classroom door had flung open and everyone had gone silent.
Whew...okay. So, was that one any better? Please tell me....Please? Okay, you don't have to...but I'll be happy if you do!