Disclaimer: I do not own YYH, but I do own the story line. Do not steal my ideas, bitches!

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"Excuse me?" He turned around to meet with dark navy eyes. They belonged to a rather attractive young man with long black hair.

"Would you like to dance?" Kurama nodded dumbly, unaware of what he just got himself into. The man was dressed in a black dress shirt that was not tucked into his dark colored jeans. His skin glowed palely against the dark colors of his wardrobe, but it was a beautiful kind of pale.

Wow… Lucky me… Either he really thinks I am a girl, or he is gay. They made their way to the middle of the dance floor and joined in with the other hundreds of people.

The man was astounding. Not only was he a total hotty, but could dance pretty well. His hair flung from side to side in sync with his moving body. He truly seemed Godly.

"So," he said after about a half hour of dancing, they made their way to the bar on the other side of the club. They both ordered a drink, but when Kurama was about to pull out his money, the man stopped him.

"On me," he told the waiter who nodded and went to get their drinks. After the drinks were paid for and the song changed, he turned to Kurama.

"I don't believe I've introduced myself to you." His voice was velvety and soft. It suited him perfectly. Kurama would have been drooling by now if he did not have any self-control.

"The names Kuronue. You?" Kurama almost fell out of hi seat. Kurama was not given a chance to come up with a name and it did not even cross his mind as they were dancing. Kurama had to think fast because 'Kurama' was not exactly a girl name.

"Yumi." The first name that came to mind was his mothers' name. He let it slide off his tongue even though it made his mouth feel dirty. Kuronue smiled.

"Nice to meet you, Yumi. Why are you hanging around here? You seem a little bit young." Kurama laughed uneasily.

"I'm sixteen…" He blushed deeply when Kuronue chuckled.

"A pretty girl like you only sixteen? I though you were fourteen." This made him blush even deeper. So he did think Kurama was a girl. Hopefully he would forget about Kurama after tonight.

"Well, it's only three years difference, so it's not illegal for me to ask you out." Kurama, who was in the middle of a sip of his beverage, choked on the liquid and coughed. A date? What? This was not supposed to happen!

'I don't really think… My mom and dad would kill me. I don't even know you that well!" Kuronue leaned close to him and smiled. Their eyes locked and Kurama melted. Kuronue's hand held Kurama's hand.

"My names Kuronue. I am nineteen, birthday is May seventh. I have no siblings and my parents are both doctors. I have a high school degree and I will be going to college next year. I work at a music store on Sakura Avenue with a pretty good salary. My favorite color is green and I enjoy reading and listening to music. My shoes size is an eleven and a half and I have two pet cats, George and Lennie. There is more, but I do not think that is important. " Kurama looked at him in wonder. A feeling of trust filled his body. It felt as though he could tell him everything and anything.

"George and Lennie?" Kurama raised his eyebrow.

"One of my favorite short books is 'Of Mice and Men'." Kurama smiled happily. They seemed to have the same taste in novels.

"That's one of my favorites as well!" Time passed and so did one or two more drinks. Within the two hours they talked, Kurama had gotten to know this mysterious Kuronue.

"Well, you still haven't told me anything about yourself," Kuronue said.

"My names Yumi, I am sixteen, birthday April twenty-seventh. I have a younger sister named Ayame. My dad works, and my mom does not. They are-" Kurama stopped himself before telling him they were drunken druggies.

"They are out of town at the moment.. Anyway, I am still in high school and I go to Meioh High School. I don't have a favorite color and I'm not allowed any pets." Kuronue, who was confused about the parents shook off the thought and smiled sweetly.

"Well, we have nothing yet everything in common," he said jokingly making both of them laugh. The night was getting late and Kurama need to get home.

"No problem, I'll drive you home." Kurama gasped and shook his head vigorously.

"No, no! It is alright. I would rather take the bus!" Kuronue held his hand as they exited the club.

"Your parents don't know you are out, do they?" Kurama lowered his head and shook it sadly. He was in trouble now. Kuronue's sweet smile was replaced with a disapproving frown and a glare admitted from him; it scared Kurama a bit.

"You idiot girl. What would happen if you were kidnapped, or hurt? Or even killed? How would they know you are here?" His stern voice made Kurama shiver. This new side of Kuronue was scary.

"I'm sorry-" Kuronue stopped his apology.

"Don't be sorry, just don't do it again. I'm just glad I found you before someone else did. How long have you been going out by yourself?" Kurama couldn't lie to him. He could try and try, but he could never lie to the stranger who stole his heart only four hours ago.

"Just last year.." Kuronue growled and scolded.

"You were fourteen when you first came here by yourself? A real genius you are!" He grabbed Kurama by the arm and dragged him to a rather sleek looking American sports car.

"I'm taking you home, and I'm telling your parents." Kurama gasped in horror. If his parents found out that Kurama was going around town as a girl late at night using his mothers' name, he would be screwed beyond belief!

"NO, please don't Kuronue! I beg of you, don't tell them!" Kurama hugged the older man and buried his face into his shirt. Kuronue hugged the crying 'girl' and patted 'her' head.

"Yumi, I won't tell, but next time get permission, or maybe.." He pulled out a pen from his car and took Kurama's hand. He written a phone number in his palm and placed the pen in his pocket.

"Call me for a ride. I only go here on weekends though." Kurama smiled happily and kissed the man on his cheek.

"I do too. Thank you, Kuronue-kun!" The night ended when Kuronue drove up to Kurama's home. They said good-bye and Kurama got out of the car.

"You take care now, Yumi. Don't want you to get into trouble until I get a date with you." At that, he smiled and drove off, leaving a blushing and smiling Kurama. He snuck into the back, climbed up the pipes, and flung himself into his bedroom as quietly as possible. Immediately, he copied the number into his address book, changed into his pajamas, and put the outfit into his laundry basket. He flung himself onto his bed and laughed happily. What a night it had been for him. Not only did he find a person he liked, but also like him back!

"I can't wait till next weekend," he whispered tiredly and soon drifted off into sleep.

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There! Chapter three is up and running. I hope you enjoyed it. Now, it's off to bed for me as well. Good night and review!