Riz:

Updated. Although this is not the best thing I've written. Correction: this is the worst thing I've ever written.

To-Crystalkioku: Thanks man. I'm way glad that you liked it.

Birth Stained Scarlet: Yea that sounds right... I think... Eep, me very scatter-brained. Hehehe

Nariel Narbeleth: Glad to see that at least you are not trying to kill me because I copied your "Origional Character"

Flit: Don't be hasty,Sakura haven't shown her"real" self yet.

Lao Who Mai: YA! SUGAR HIGH! I'm happy to know that I'm not the only one who reviews while being high on something.

Copper Kill:I HAVE THE POWER! YA!

Animebisheluver: Help?Now thatyou mentioned it... I needhelpwithaverytragic death scene for my other YYH fanfic...

Relik: Hm... You've just gave me a very interesting idea there. THANKS!

Locke and Celes: If you somehow happened to miss the numerous warnings and hints I dropped in the last chapter, I'll say it again for you; This is satire. Satire as in making fun of other thing in very harsh words. By no means do I dislike Yaoi, in fact I'm a diligent Yaoi lover/supporter. I'm just writing what I think the Reikai Tentais would say if they saw the fanfics.

Dancing Doll: I salute you on that one.

Rahasia: Join the club. I write weird stuff for reviews when I'm caffiene high.

Chapelofstilledvoices: I think Flit was trying to say that there are so many impossible Yaoi fanfics which somehow happen for no plot/reason. I'm trying to find the Jap version of YYH... Want to know how they sound... TT

Latent Psychopath: Hey, nice site. I strongly recommend it. Hehehe

RoseFireshadow666: Well here's the update, don't know if it's soon though...

DemonEnHiding: You must be so tried of my reviews by now, ne? But you did great, really! I mean it!

Whowhenwhatever: This is to those who do not have good plots. Yea, me really need to work on grammer. But thanks heaps for letting me know I'm not the only one who's annoyed by those BAD fanfics.

Darkspirals: I know what you are saying, and I totally agree. This not for the whole OC community, but rather those noobish Mary-Sue writers who have the worst plots and OC personality/appearance/history. I am sorry if I insulted those good OC fanfic writers. Opps.

Kitiana: Thank you for your encouragment. Yes, everyone has their different views and ways, but I can no longer ignore characters such as yours. Eyes which never stay one color? ...I have absolutely nothing I can say for that. Yes, my OC character in my other YYH fanfic have amber eyes and raven-black hair, but that's because she didn't come from the YYH world and have a perfectly believable and detailed reason for her to be in YYH's world in the first place. If you were born in this world and still had the strange eye-colors without the help of contacts, then... I seriously have no comment on that.

But I am really curious as to how Kurama have somehow, with no apparent explanation, was dumped in an english school. And how he happened to have such good english. As smart as the kitsune is, I think he would still have some trouble with a new language. If I sounded rude in this part, I am sorry. I was just really curious to this paradox,that's all.


Day Two: Well, DUH!

Nose in book, Kurama tried to ignore the giggling whispers behind him. Really, girls. Why can't they try and focus on school rather than him? At first the kitsune was slightly amused by this show, but the humor soon worn off. Now as the former thief tried to block out the female voices behind him the red-head sighed. Inari help him; first it was Sakura, now the fangirls. Life was indeed cruel.

The bell rang, signaling the start of the school-day. Those students who were not already seated quickly did so as the heavy footsteps of their teacher thumped towards the room. Although horribly strict and nosy, Ms Saitoshi's presence would be more than enough to shut the fangirls up. As the sour-faced teacher came growling in Kurama grinned in bliss at her. At last, sanity...

But sanity, or anything that came close to sanity was not possible in the world of Yu Yu Hakusho. The author knows that, and most does the readers, but not Kurama. And out poor kitsune was going to find this out the hard way...

Adjusting the glasses on her nose, Ms Saitoshi proceeded to glare down at her subordinates (She was a drill sergeant in her past life) before barking out her daily orders in a very annoyed voice.

"Sit down everyone and be quiet! Stop acting like a pack of stray dogs in a pound and show some manners!"

How the woman failed to detect both the absence of a single hint of both movement and sounds as soon as she appeared was beyond Kurama. But what was more startling was when Saitoshi's scowl suddenly disappeared as a smile replaced it. Now the only time Saitoshi smiled was when she's discovered yet another way to torture her students, and that's more of a hungry smirk than anything. But this smile, it was almost happy... The red-head felt fear leaking out from the students around him; what possibly could it mean?

"Students, I have good news for you today. We've just received a new transfer student and she'll be joining us. Come in Sakura."

And there she was, Sakura. The unbelievably in-human looking girl stepped into the room which immediately started to whisper in a hushed voice.

"So pretty, especially her hair..."

"...School uniform look gorgeous on her."

Smiling at her new class-mates, Sakura bowed at them.

"Hello. My name is Sakura. I just moved here yesterday and hope I can fit in."

"Be quiet; show some manners in front of your new student! Now, where shall she sit...?"

During this introduction Kurama's mind was scrutinizing every single inch of Sakura. Silver hair, purple eyes, perfect figure, walked and talked with all the grace in the world. Was he the only one who found that a tinny tiny bit suspicious? Geez... The fox's thoughts were broken as Ms Saitoshi squinted at the class in the search of a place for Sakura to sit. The red-head sank lower and lower in his seat. Not next to him, not next to him. Hell; he'll happily share the same table as one of his fangirls than next to Sakura. But as Fate would have it...

"Sakura, you can sit next to Shuuichi over there since you've both got the same classes."

Kurama practically melted on the spot. No, it can't be, not like this. They have the same classes together? But he's in the top of his grade; all the lessons were for elites of their subject... A scrape of metal announced that Sakura had seated beside him. Arranging what he hoped to be a nice smile on his face the kitsune tried to ignore the girl. But sadly she didn't want to ignore him.

"Oh hi Ku... I mean Shuuici. Nice to see you again. We have the same classes together? That's great."

Her amethyst orbs gazed at him in sincere happiness. A lock of her hair fell before her face, the silver strand lying across her pale skin. Seeing her Kurama did the unthinkable; he froze in fear. What should he say? Kurama knew that he must say something; otherwise people were going to notice his strange behavior. Sakura blinked at him, confusion in her violet gaze. She frowned slightly, one hand reaching out towards him. By Inari he needed to get away from this girl, this freak of nature. The youkai inside of him, the kitsune instinct, screamed for him to move. And move he did, the red-headed boy suddenly standing up from his seat in a clatter of chairs. Ms Saitoshi turned, eyes bright and piercing as they narrowed on the boy.

"Yes, Mr Minamino? And where do you think you are going?"

Ms Saitoshi had always been suspicious of Shuiichi, and his seamless first-place marks and courteous manners were not enough to waver the teacher's determination to catch the red-head out. And so, under the eyes of the whole class, Kurama said the first thing that came to his head.

"I think I'm going to the toilet."

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Splashing cold water onto his face Kurama took in several deep breaths to calm his shaking nerves. What was that? Why was he feeling such fear just then? The emerald eyes closed as Kurama allowed the youkai half of himself to surface. Instinct, the thing which had kept him alive when Kurama was still a thief in the depth of Makai. And he needed that now, pure intuition which should give him an answer to his question. The breath slowed... Now, calm down and relax... think... think... That's it! Of cause, why hadn't he realized that sooner? The kitsune grinned in pleasure. He now realized why he had been so tongue-tied just then. Sakura was exercising her "innocent" personality, and adding on her "striking" looks, he was slowly being lured towards her. Anyone else who didn't know better would never had realized, and only thank to his instincts did Kurama barely escape that trap. Yes, he still had a full school day ahead of him with Sakura, but now that he knew what to look out for... Kurama grinned in a positively foxy way; maintaining a base for retreat was the first step of any war. And now that the kitsune had a base to retreat upon...

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"Correct again Miss Namiko. I am amazed that you know so much. And it is only your first day. I am expecting great results from you."

Time: Last Lesson.

Subject: English

Status: Humanly Impossible

Wish: That Sakura could just disappear from the face of the earth.

Kurama glanced at Sakura as she yet again answered one of the teacher's questions. Ever since the first lesson the girl had been answering every question from all three classes without any hint of mistake. Everyone's been amazed; the teachers and students each falling under the girl's intelligence and personality. The chime of the school-ending never sounded any sweeter in his ears. Breaking out of the classroom Kurama threaded his way into the sea of students and out into the open in the hope of loosing Sakura. But that was impossible...

"Kurama! Wait for me!"

The sweet voice sent a shiver up his spine. Inari help him... This was followed by a girl running up to stand was beside him. She grinned happily and started to chatter with the red-head. Walking down the road, Kurama felt something burning on the back of his neck. A quick glance showed that it was the angry glaring from his fangirls. What's with these females? Can't those girls see that he was trying for his life to ignore Sakura? It's not as if he wanted to be with her...

-

"Chemistry was so easy. I don't know why people find it hard."

Nodding and smiling with clenched teeth Kurama tried desperately to hurry back home as fast as he could. Trouble was, Sakura lived in the same direction. Then a thought came to him. No, please no, anything but that...

But you know what? This is how the story will be like. Not that the author liked to torture Kurama, don't get me wrong here. But as the plot would have it; Sakura lived right next to Kurama's place. Apparently Koenma had taken it into his head to move the girl next to Kurama, the sanest member of the Reikai Tentai. The prince's intentions are good, of cause, but that didn't mean that Kurama would be smiling anytime soon. And as luck would have it word have gotten the Minamino family had heard of this new neighbor and how she was an orphan and really sweet and all, decided that, hey, why not, why not invite the girl over to dinner tonight?

All of this our favorite kitsune didn't know yet, although as soon as he arrive home the news would be broken to the poor boy. He would be forced to go over and call Sakura over, and accidentally see her in some revealing clothing and blush so badly. And after the awkward silence the two would go over to Kurama's house to eat. There, yet more embarrassing situations would be shoved into the two's face, in which Sakura would realize just how nice Kurama was and that she might actually have feelings for him. But that's for the next chapter, and so we shall leave it here, on the street walking towards home...


Yes I know; stupid, so bloody stupid. This is the worst piece of writing I've ever put in words. Seriously. It'll be better, straight after my migrain finishes with this bloody heatwave. I live in Australia, so summer right now, just in case you were wondering. Lol! K, will update... soon. Hopefully in a week's time.