MEMO: Hi yaz! Well, hopefully you all read the prologue first before reading this. Anyway, I hope you all read this and please cut me some slack since this is my first time here and stuff and I'm just getting use to doing things like this. And please don't blame me if it sounds NOTHING like how the characters suppose to be. And if you guys know Yu Yu Hakusho, then please take my quizzes at Quizilla. My username is Animeangel10632. Thank you. Oh, and by the way, this story has a few characters from Kingdom Hearts, but they don't really play a big role...Well, actually, they kind of do. So yeah. And here's the story!

CHAPTER ONE: THE BET

It all started at school. It was just another regular, boring, normal day at school. Everyone was either hanging out with their own friends and chatting about various subjects, doing last-minute studying for all of the tests we had that day, flirting with crushes or with basically any pretty face, practicing a sport or an instrument, or basically fooling around and trying not to get caught by the strict teachers. As for me, well, I was hanging out with my own crew. You see, I'm a pretty popular kid. A lot of the girls at the school had a crush on me, I'm pretty active and athletic from all the sports I play with my friends, am part of the basketball team, an honor student, and even in advanced math. So I wasn't really stupid or anything like that. My friends would sometimes tease me on how 'perfect' I am, but I'm far from that. The only problem: I was a jerk. A big one.

I never really thought of myself as a jerk before. Okay, so I admit that I have a big ego, made cruel remark, judge people before really getting to know them, and other stuff like that. I had pride, determination, and stubbornness which sometimes often lead me to becoming a brat. But if you compared me to my friends, I'd be the nicest guy in the group there. My friends were rebellious, often got in trouble, and definitely disrespectful. Especially to the teachers in the school. We had a reputation for being the toughest kids in this part of the city of Tokyo. Some gang members even try to pick a fight with us, but we've hardly ever lost a fight before. But they did far more worse things than just that. Sometimes, they'd date a girl with a pretty face and dump her after a couple of weeks. Now, I'd never be like that. It's just so...So cruel...Or so I thought...

There's this girl named Sanjo Tsubame. To be honest, she isn't really ugly or anything like that. It's just that the girl hardly spoke a word and always liked being alone unless she's with the few people who actually talk to her. She's so alone, hardly anyone notices her presence sometimes, even if she's been in this school since second grade. But it's not like she's a geek or anything either. If you got to know her, she'd be pretty cool if she trusted you well enough. Everyone likes her so much that if you hurt her in any way, everyone will probably hate your guts. She'd always offer a helping hand, listen to you when you needed someone to talk to, and was a really great friend. It's just hard to believe what few friends she had sometimes.

Sanjo Tsubame; Always being there for someone, always spacing out during class and day dreaming in the hallways, always sitting by herself or with her friends at lunch while listening to her music, and always reading her anime mangas and writing or drawing stuff in her notebook. She's that kind of girl. A dreamer. And a loyal friend. The gang and I had been keeping an eye out for her for a while now. We'd talk about how she hardly speaks behind her back, tease her about what few friends she had and how she's such a loner, and all kinds of stuff like that. It wasn't until a little later when all the trouble began.
I was getting out of science class that afternoon, getting ready for lunch. I casually carried my books with one arm, not really paying much attention to where I was going or what I was doing. Suddenly, out of nowhere, I bumped into something, or someone. Books and papers fell and scattered around me, an art box crashed on the ground, revealing all the pencils, pens, and other supplies that were rolling on the floor. Cursing under my breath, I bent down to pick up all my stuff, not caring much for the person next to me who was also collecting their stuff.

Since I was almost done with my share of things, I decided to help out the person next to me for the heck of it. Normally, I wouldn't do something like that, but I just did for some reason. I guess it's because I was bored out of my mind. I reached out to get the library book with the title 'A WALK TO REMEMBER' that was right by my side and sitting inbetween me and the person. But instead of touching the book, I felt something warm and soft. It took me a few seconds to realize that I was holding someone's hand, which just happened to be Tsubame's. It amazed me how soft and smooth her hand felt under my own. It almost felt good, like it fitted perfectly in mine. But before I could think any longer, she pulled her hand back and I could see her cheeks instantly flush into a soft pink color.

"I-I'm so sorry..." she stammered, quickly gathering the rest of her stuff. She stood up, holding her books close to her chest. "Um...Thank you anyway...For helping me..."

"No problem," I said, flashing her a wide, cocky smile as I held all my books lazily with one arm. Unlike Tsubame, I had no problem carrying my stuff, but when I looked over at her, it looked as if half her stuff could fall any minute now. I raised an eyebrow and asked, "You sure you don't need any help with that?"

She followed my gaze to her books and shook her head vigorously, still blushing slightly. "No, it's okay. I'm fine." But at that exact moment, her science book slipped from her grasp. Before it could hit the ground again, I gracefully caught it with my free hand.

"At least let me take your art box or something," I offered as she reluctantly gave it to me. All she carried now was her binder, notebook, and science book, which she used to kind of hide her face. It felt pretty awkward with the two of us walking together side-by-side in silence. Usually, some of the girls I walk with would stare at me, try to walk closer to me, or try to flirt hard with me. But Tsubame? Nope. She had that far off daze, looking straight ahead with tired eyes, walking a few feet away from me as if she didn't want anyone to know she was walking with me, and didn't even utter a word to me until we made it to her locker.

"Thanks..." she mumbled again, opening her locker and stuffing her things in. It surprised me how cool her locker looked like. There were pictures of her, her friends, favorite music artists, bands, and family, stickers all over the place, a small bag full of CDs, a lot of notebooks and sketchpads, a small radio, and all her school supplies. But before I could look further, she slammed the locker and looked up at me, as if waiting for me to do something. Like go away. "Didn't you hear me?"

"Huh? Hear what?"

"I said thanks..."

"Oh...I knew that...Uh, your welcome..." I rubbed the back of my neck. How stupid. I helped out a girl and didn't even hear her mutter out a thanks. Usually, I'd listen to anyone who talked to me to waste time unless it was that damn foster mother of mine who keeps on yanking on about how irresponsible I am and how perfect she is. But it kind of interested me that Tsubame was actually talking to me. I expected something more, like her asking if she wanted me to walk her down to lunch or something like that, but instead, she just walked off without any other word. I felt slightly disheartened for some reason, but I shrugged it off. I guess I was too use with all the girls all over me. And I should've known that Sanjo Tsubame isn't like any other girl here.

"I still can't believe you helped Tsubame carry her books to her locker!" my friend, Riku exclaimed from across the lunch table. It was lunch time and everyone was in the noisy cafeteria, eating lunch and talking. We were sitting in the same table that we sat every single day since the beginning of the school year. No one would dare come over near us anyway because most of them think that we'll punch the crud out of them. Others think that if they try to hang with us, the teachers will get in their case like they do with ours. Yep, the teachers here keep on picking on us by trying to get us in more trouble than we should and keeping a close eye contact with us. Yeah...Like it'll work. It surprises me on how well I do on school considering how unfair the teachers treat us.

"So what?" I asked casually, playing with my food. To tell you the truth, they're probably more worse than Kaoru's cooking. Kaoru's my foster mother who also lost her parents when she was young. She was only about seventeen when she found me, back when I was only ten. She and her husband, Himura Kenshin, took care of me since and had been the only family I've known.

"Baka! Can't you see what that could do to your reputation? It will seem like you actually like her...And you know how girls think when you just help them carry their books out of pity. They'll think that you like her and you want to hook up with her and stuff like that."

"And I should be worried about that?"

"Ha ha. It's no use Riku. We should all know that Yahiko doesn't follow the crowd sometimes," said my other friend named Sora, who was sitting next to me. Sora was probably my best friend out of the group. He was really funny and knows the perfect way to make you laugh and smile. So unlike Riku, who was like our leader because he's older and can know how to handle things. He always can come up with the perfect thing to say when he's in a fight and acts sarcastic a lot and probably is the coolest out of everyone else because he's always better than everyone else...Or at least, he thinks.

"Hn. I can't even stand why you're so nice to her sometimes. That girl probably doesn't trust anyone. And people said that she hates people like us..." said another friend named Tidus. Tidus was the youngest and like a little brother to us. He's tough too because he'll take up any challange, but has a really soft spot in him. The best thing that can describe him is 'Sporty' because that's all he ever really does. Baseball, basketball, soccer...You name it. Everyone in the group is famous for something in the group in a way. Riku's the leader, Sora's the funny one, Tidus is the jock dude, and as for me, I'm the charmer.

"She can be all right. She seems nice enough to me," I said casually, taking a bite of the school's sandwich, which doesn't look too-well made. But I guess I'm already use to eating stuff like his after a few years, even if it still tastes funny. The good thing is, I have good excuses to skip classes since the lunch lady practically poisons me with her cooking today and compared to Kaoru's store-bought cooking, it taste delicious.

"Well then, I suggest you learn to like her a little bit more because we're gonna doing a little dare. I dare Yahiko to make Tsubame kiss him before the school year ends, which is two months away. And that means you need to become her 'boyfriend' and dump her after."

"I don't know you guys...That's kind of mean..."

"C'mon Yahiko! Don't be such a wimp!" Tidus said.

"Yeah. We do that all the time," Sora stated.

I sighed. I really didn't want to do this, but it seemed like I didn't have a choice in this. "What's in it for me?"

Riku looked like he was thinking hard about it. Then an idea snapped to him as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a picture. I leaned across the table and looked, then I gasped loudly and stared at him with wide eyes.

"You wouldn't dare..." I hissed.

"Yes, I would. If you win, I won't put this up in the school's newspaper at the last day of school, I'll give you my rarest Yu-Gi-Oh card, and I'll teach you this new sword technique I learned a few weeks ago. But if you lose, I'll post this up at my myspace and the school newspaper, telling everyone how the 'charmer' isn't really that 'charming' after all."

"Fine then. I accept your bet."

We both stood up and shook hands with each other. I looked over at Tsubame, who was writing on her notebook and listening to her CD player. I have a reputation for being a charmer at the school since I could practically make any girl do whatever I want. It's a piece of cake and really simple for me. And getting Tsubame to kiss me would be the easiest thing I'd do...