DISCLAIMER... Don't we all get tired of these? I DONT OWN YYH!

And also, Some corrections from the last chapter...
"grabbed a box of pocky, 20 dollars and a soda..."
And in the comments at the end of the chapter...
"R and R!"
"F.Y.I (for your information)-
Baka EQUALS idiot
Nigen EQUALS I'm not really sure... I think it's girl? (a little help?)

"Am…am I alive…?" you mumbled slightly, rolling over onto your side.

There was a stabbing pain in your side; you brought your hand back to your face to see a blood drenched hand. You rolled over again, and then opened your eyes to see bright, curious red ones staring a centimeter away from yours. His hand was rested on your cheek. The owner of these beautiful eyes was short, and had an enormous amount of spiky black hair with a graceful white starburst in the center. He seemed rather strange though, you got that "head-freeze" when you looked into his eyes. Something about him…he had a smell to him that made you shake. He was one of a kind; that was for sure.

"Who…are you?" you asked.

You sat up. He looked away rather bashfully, his face suddenly no longer curious. You stood up, after realizing what was going on, and clutched your side. He had amazing speed, and he caught you as soon as you blacked out. Your head was swimming and you slowly opened your eyes. Everything was fine, except there was the faint smell of roses floating in the air. You touched where your wound was, and it was gone. Normally there were no roses in Kyoto, none in the small, rural rice farm that you lived by. The only reason you knew what roses were was that last year for Valentine's Day, someone left one sparkling red rose on your desk. You would never forget this rose though, it was different. This rose is still pinned on your wall, next to your mirror, with the note that came with it. It was still sparkling and luscious red like the moment you first saw it. The note was simple. It said:

Happy Valentine's Day, Chi. May this rose last as long as I.


Chi was your nickname, short for Chelsea. You had no idea who it was from, or why they sent it. You had never seen such beautiful handwriting, it was perfect and curved, definitely something of someone highly educated. Getting up, you grabbed onto a bench in the park to steady you.

"Did I fall asleep…? Was that really all a dream?" you said, and then you touched your face, right were the mysterious black-haired person's hand was lying, and your face turned red.

"No…I'm sure I felt him…"

(Me: "okay... okay... so I stole that from Keiko...")

After a brief, but slow walk home, you opened the front door to your house. You could barely call it a house; it was more like an apartment. You set down your school bag you were still carrying when you noticed something. Your bag was open, and inside there was a shirt just like the one you were wearing except blood drenched on the side. You got a sick feeling and then cautiously sniffed your shirt. It smelled not only like roses, but an intoxicating aroma that made your legs feel weak and your heart skip a beat.

"It almost smells like…" you paused, talking to yourself, "that guy in the forest… so he does exist."

Suddenly there was a knock on your door. You snapped out of your dream and looked through the peep-hole. It was that handsome guy you saw at school. His red hair was rustled slightly by the wind; he suddenly stared straight at you through the peephole, like the door did not even exist. You opened the door shyly, and immediately froze when you saw his amazing beauty. He warmly smiled, tilting his head to the side. You turned a violent red and looked away from him. His emerald eyes burned into your face where he was looking at you.

He asked, "Is something wrong?"

You replied to him with a swift head shaking, meaning no.
He continued to stare at you. Eventually, the wind picked up, and you shivered slightly. He took off his school coat and wrapped it gently around your shoulders, smiling. The mystery man seemed rather cheerful, but those eyes… something was different about him. You started to ask him about the forest incident, when suddenly the wall to the back of your apartment burst in a fiery blast of a black-hilted sword.
He instinctively grabbed you, protecting you from harm. It was his nature. The way he was brought up, to protect. His long red hair tangled with your blonde hair as the wind from the blast blew against you two.
You looked over to where it came from, tried to turn, when you realized his arms were around you and he was protecting you from the flying debris. You pushed your head into his chest for protection, snuggled deeper into him. When the rushing wind passed, you opened your squinting eyes and looked up at him, just to find he was looking back at you. He was wearing an "are you okay?" look on his face, and there was a piece of dust in between his eyes.

You giggled softly and said, "I don't know who you are…"

You brought your hand up to his face to wipe it away and he went cross eyed, watching your hand, "… but you seem very nice."

He smiled at you. You looked back to your destroyed apartment and saw a black figure standing there. You realized the dire situation and since you were only human, you did the most human thing you could do; faint. It appeared that the mystery man caught you and carried you away from the scene. He knew that the authorities would come over time.
The next time you came to your senses, you were asleep and he placed a warm cloth on your forehead. Your sparkly blue eyes opened quickly and you struggled to sit up. He restrained you and told you to rest. You looked at him, a faint redness in your face. The room was large with soft green walls, but extremely tidy. There was no spare inch of dirtiness in that room. Only one red Japanese paper light with the symbols for "passion" (情熱) on it was hanging from the roof, its soft light illuminating the room.

He smiled and said in his wholesome voice, "I'm glad you are alright!"

You sat up; this time he did not stop you.

You violently inquired to him, "Where am I, who are you, and what is happening with my apartment?"

He looked around anxiously and finally met your gaze and said, "I am Suichi Minamino... I was only at your school because I had to talk to your principal. She made me wear the uniform. I normally go toRukafuchiHigh school."

"Kurama," He thought.

"After you passed out I took you to my house. Your apartment…It is a long story. Also, since you live so far from your school, you will be transferring to mine. I'll show you around on Monday."

He looked away from you, then cautiously stood up, "I went back to your apartment and brought you all of your important things; wallet, clothes, etc. I just thought you would need them, since you can't go back to your apartment,"

He pointed toward the direction of the door and continued, "I got in there before the police arrived since they would probably call it a crime scene. Since you don't have a place to stay, I figured you could stay in my guest room. Your bags are all down there."

He sat down on the bed next to you, his hands both on one knee that he had pulled against his body, and looked at the roof, "I know this is probably really hard for you, but please, know that I wouldn't ever hurt you. Trust me, even though I am a complete stranger."

His hair shone brightly in the minimal light, and he seemed so perfect to you. He turned in your direction and saw you, your long blonde hair had fallen in your face, your eyes filled with sparkling tears, and he pulled back in surprise. The pain and confusion welled up in you like an overflowing bathtub.

Suddenly the tears started to silently pour down your face, and you gasped out, "Oh Suichi…" and fell onto him, your arms wrapped tightly around his midsection, sprawled out on his bed.

He jerked back in shock for a moment, his hand steadying himself so he didn't topple over, and then relaxed and started to slowly pet your hair. You sobbed into his shirt, his arms still wrapped tightly around you. He pulled you up to look at him with his hand. Suddenly when you looked at him, you saw two white fox ears on the top of his head. They moved slightly. He put one warm hand on your face and wiped away your tears. You pointed at his ears, a crazy, and "what kind of freak are you" sort of look on your face. His hands immediately went up to his head where he felt his ears.

"Oh no… not now," he said, his eyes going wide. His ears were twitching, busy at work.

Okay okay... I'm sorry I couldn't help it. I had to have him have fox ears in his human form.
Tell me ifI am moving the storyline along too fast! I need to know these things!
Oh also, I'm sorry if you are disturbed by the way I spell 'Suichi'. I've just always spelt it that way.
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