Hiya, I'm updating again! (Yay!!!!!) Ok, no more hyper. Here we go.

disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! or Teen Titans. As a matter of fact, I don't own any songs in this fic.

(Starfire's POV)

Beep, beep, beep. My alarm must be going off. I feel around for the switch. I hate getting up this early. Pushing my blankets off to the side, I get up and make my bed.

Then, I eat an energy bar. After dressing in my school outfit, I head to my vanity. Today, somehow, I feel like doing my hair up different.

When I'm done with my hair, I grab my backpack and leave. Walking down the street, I smile and look about. There are beautiful Momiji(1) trees all around. I can't wait until spring here, for that's when Ume(2) plants begin to blossom.
But soon, as I get into the city part of Domino, there aren't any plants. Sighing, I continue on my way. Today I don't very much feel like gazing at the huge buildings I am unocustomed to.

"Ohayou, class. Today we're having a test on the text on page 45 in your books. I hope you all studied." Mrs. Carson says.

Joyful, a test! Don't think I'm being sarcastic when I say I sincerely enjoy learning and tests. Usually when I tell people this, they look at me strangely, a bit like I have ten heads.

After the test, I take out my sketchbook. I decide to finish the sketch I started yesterday, and since I'm the only one finished, I think this is the perfect time.

The subject of my sketch would have to be my sister, Blackfire. Blackfire is a wanted criminal throughout the galaxy, and once she came to Earth. While she was here, she decided to let the police that were following her think it was me they were after.

While I know my sister is an evil person at times, I cannot help but love her. After all, she is my sister. I can't be sure if she loves me, though she has said she does.

Anyway, drawing her is no challenge, for we look quite alike. Except, of course, the fact that she has black hair and eyes. Other than that, we could pass as twins, although I'm youngest.

My memory of her is still good, because I visited her last winter to get away from my friends for awhile. She, of course, cursed at me and told me to go home. But I didn't listen, and she went out and stole a rare jewel. Then I had to go home.

Just as I'm about done, Mrs. Carson speaks, "Junchou, everyone is finished? Then we will all pass in our tests."

I pass in mine, then put my sketchpad away, I'm just about done with it anyway. I look up in front and see that there's a large map hanging on the board. Seeing the country of America reminds me of my friends.

Suddenly, I wonder what it is that they're doing at this exact moment. Cyborg and Beast Boy are probably playing video games while Raven reads. But what about Robin?

Is he thinking about Slade? Is he out looking for another girl to treat badly? Questions flow through my mind, and suddenly I feel sick.

(Seto Kaiba's POV)

It's lunchtime again. But this time, I think Starfire must be sitting with Yugi and the mutt. Oh well, she wasn't much company to me anyhow. Still, somehow, at least having company was nice.

-Here, here I am again/ And I'm staring at these same four walls/ Alone again/ And now all the colors blend/ And I'm growing numb and I've become this empty page/ Hold on it's tragic stumbling through all this static/ I just wanna talk to you/ My broken heart just has no use/ I guess promises are better left unsaid/-

Sighing, I decide not to eat anything again. I just take out my laptop and continue typing that paper that I was supposed to mail out a day ago. Soune.

I'm really getting tired of my job. It's not only annoying and stressful, but it's boring. And I never have time for anything. Life stinks.

"Did you think I was 'gonna leave you alone today?" a feminine voice asks.

Looking up, I see Starfire, and feel slightly embarrassed. She sits down and pulls out something different from what she had yesterday.

It's still got that same discoloration, but it looks 'kinda like mush. When she opens it, I notice it doesn't smell as bad as yesterday's main course.

Smiling, she begins to eat it. Even though it looks nasty, I can't help but watch her closely. Today her hair is up differently. It's partway in her face, while the other half is pulled up. It doesn't look so bad on her, but on another girl, it might look as if one of her pigtails came loose.

She looks up at me. "Nani? What are you looking at me for?" she asks, and I shrug.

"That's a very interesting hairdo, you have." I change the subject.

"Well it is my hair and if you don't like it, too bad." she says, glancing at her food.

"I didn't say I didn't like it, I just called it interesting." comes my reply.

She doesn't say anything; just looks at me. Then she continues eating like I'm not there. Sighing, I look back to my computer screen. Out of the corner of my eye, I see her watching me. I wonder what she's thinking.

"How come you never smile?" she asks suddenly.

"What do you mean? I smile, just...not frequently." I find myself saying.

"And why not? I smile all the time. If you smile, people respect you more because they think you're actually fun to be around." I guess she's right.

But I'm not going to let her know that. Because if I did, she'd know that I'm actually becoming quite fond of her presence.

"I don't think so, that's being soft." I say.

"So?"

"I don't do soft, okay?" I snap. The sparkle in her eyes fades away, and she looks down.

-I looked away/ Then I looked back at you/ You tried to say/ Things that you can't undo/ If I had my way/ I'd never get over you/ Today's the day/ I pray that we make it through/ Make it through the fall/ Make it through it all/-

Suddenly I feel guilty.
"Look I didn't mean it that--" The bell rings and she gets up, ignoring me. Damn bell.She takes all of her things, and leaves. I'm left alone, feeling like I'd just been slapped across the face.

-I don't wanna fall to pieces/ I just wanna sit and stare at you/ I don't wanna talk about it/ I don't want a conversation/ I just wanna cry in front of you/ I don't wanna talk about it/ 'Cause I'm in love with you/-

I don't see Starfire until last period. She looks caught up in her work, and she doesn't give me the slightest glance. I try to ignore the mess of feelings in my head. Why do I even care about this girl? I haven't known her for more than two days.

Still, I can't ignore her. But I'm going to try to anyway. I'm not sure what to do, but I'll make it through.

(1)Momiji trees are Japanese Maple trees.

(2)Ume are Japanese plum plants.

Sorry about all the Japanese talk, but it makes the story more interesting.

Ohayou- Good morning.

Junchou- All right.

Soune- Oh well.

Nani- What?

I'm gonna give you guys a Starfire11 New Year 2005 Special Treat! Three chapters today! :-P But you guys have to promise to review.