A/N: Well, I may have only gotten one review so far, but I'm not going to let that get me down! So, here's chapter two, just for Dreammistress Jade.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho. I only own Sam and Mary-Sue. Thank-you.
Chapter 2- In which Sam has a very hard day
Sam was pissed.
That was also probably the understatement of the year. Words to describe her rage would be:
Livid
Crimson Fury
Death Daggers
And that, in her opinion, was putting it kindly.
It had all started this morning when she went to meet Kurama so they could walk to school together. Of course, she knew that Mary-Sue would be there too, but she wasn't about to let Mary-Sue get on her nerves. Not just yet.
They had walked to school, listening to Mary-Sue blab on about how much better Japan was compared to the States. Then she started spouting off the history of Japan.
This annoying yet, Kurama asked Sam mentally.
Puh-lease, it was annoying the minute she started. Should I tell her that I practically grew up state-side and that Japan and the States are practically the same, she replied.
Dunno.
What 'cha talkin' 'bout? Mary-Sue asked, interrupting mentally.
Go burn in Hell! Sam responded.
Mary-Sue tried to look hurt, but obviously, this wasn't the first time someone had told her that. Instead, it looked like she was trying not to laugh.
Sam tugged at the back of her pink pleated uniform skirt. "If I had my way, which I don't, these darn things wouldn't be pink. Pink should burn in Hell."
"Please don't use that word around me," Mary-Sue said. "I don't like profanities."
"What's profanities mean Kurama," Sam asked, putting on a mock innocent face.
"Well, it means…. Cussing I guess," Kurama replied, desperately trying not to laugh his guts out.
Mary-Sue looked mad. Her Grey eyes were cold and hard, and wisp of her Black hair had fallen out of its nicely done up bun. "Why," she said. "Do you mock me. I'm superior to you!"
"Maybe, but it's so much fun to mock my master!" Sam said, pushing the limit of Mary-Sues' patience.
"You will regret that," Mary-Sue muttered under her breath.
Their first class of the day was art. That, in general, was Sam's best subject. But that's because she had been called the next Picasso. That was, if she could get her head out of the clouds long enough to draw more. Oh, and they told her she need to stop drawing Anime. Like that would happen any time soon.
"Okay, your assignment today is to paint a fantasy portrait using the Acrylics we've been using, okay," their art teacher said.
Sam got straight to work. Paint was one of her fortes.(If you don't know what that means, then my heart weeps for you.)
(About an Hour Later)
"Okay class, lets she what you got done," The teacher announced.
They went through one by one. Most were mediocre. When they got to Mary-Sues' though, they were in for a very big surprise.
"Oh. My. God!" Sam exclaimed. "That-you couldn't of-THIS SUCKS!"
The young Sue smiled maliciously. "Thought you'd like it. It's so, hmm, what's the word, better than what you could do."
Sam turned her canvas around, exposing her own painting. It was of an elf, a dwarf, and a few hobbits. A total 'Lord of the Ring' moment. Sue's painting of Sam herself took the cake. The colors were perfect, and she even got Sam's bad-ass look down to a dot.
The rest of the day continued to get worse and worse. In their history class, Sam couldn't get a word in edge wise. It was all about Mary-Sue.
By lunch, Sam couldn't take it anymore. She couldn't stand to even be in the same room as Mary-Sue, so she took her sack lunch and sat under a tree outside, and started to cry.
Kurama, who also couldn't stand to be near Mary-Sue, went out side, and found Sam under the try crying. "What's wrong," He asked.
"It's that stupid Mary-Sue! Why can't they all just go and die!" She exclaimed, sobbing even harder.
"Sam, you know it doesn't work like that. We have to find a way to get rid of her," he said gently, putting his arm around her shoulder.
"What, like tying her up, putting her in a big metal box, and throwing it to the bottom of the ocean?"
"No, but we'll find a way. She'd come back if we did that, remember."
Sam thought back to the time they'd tried that. It had been with one of the first Mary-Sue's they'd dealt with. That had been a disaster.
"I just want this to be over."
"As long as people keep writing bad plot lines with Out of Character Cannon Characters and Mary-Sue's, it won't be over."
"I know."
The pair sat quietly eating their lunches, until they heard:
"Hi guys! Why are you hiding from me?"
It was Mary-Sue.
"Go away," Sam said. "You're not wanted under this tree."
"Oh, why so sad Sam? Not jealous, are we?"
"No, bitch. You're just a stupid, goody-goody perfectionist, and I just happen not to like perfectionists."
"Oh, but I bet Kurama does. Don't you Kurama?"
"No, actually, I don't."
Mary-Sue pouted. "Why?" She asked.
"This is why," Sam said. She turned her head at Kurama and kissed him straight on the lips. For a full minute. Just to make Mary-Sue pissed beyond all reasoning.
Mary-Sue was wide-eyed, slacked-jawed, and blushing bright red. "I'll get you for that!" She exclaimed, storming off, back into the school.
When Sam had the nerve to look at Kurama again, she saw that he was bright red. She figured that she was too.
"Why'd you do that?" Kurama asked.
"To tell the truth, I have no clue. You didn't mind, did you?" She replied.
"Not really."
E-N-D
A/N: Oooohhhhh….. I think I might make some romance between them now. I didn't originally plan on writing this, it just sort of happened. Dreammistress Jade, I just want to thank you for reviewing my story. I don't have time to reply to it right now, but don't worry, I will. Oh yeah, pardon my language in this. I might cuss ocasionally.
Well, R and R please!
Later,
Kuramas Girl Angel
