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Yuiko tapped her pencil as she stared up at the ceiling. There was still five more minutes of math, five more minutes of torture. Then she would be able to get out of there. For some reason, boredom crept upon her ever since the end of her last mission. Nothing exciting had happened since her mission to save Yukina. Yuiko thought that she might like a rest from working, but that wasn't the case. She hated it!
The bell rang and Yuiko walked out of the school, stretching and yawning. Now what? She was too bored to really do anything that was coming to mind. Maybe she could pester Kuwabara into sparring with her like she did before she got run over by the car?
"Yui!" called a familiar voice.
She turned around and saw Kurama walking toward her. She blinked. She thought he went to school on the other side of town.
"Hey, K- Suiichi!" Yuiko called out to him. "What'cha doin' here?"
"Well, I thought we could study together this evening," Kurama suggested, turning slightly pink; she blinked but shrugged it off as him being hot.
"Fine. I don't have anything else to do. Are you doing it at your place?" she asked.
"AAAAHHH! IT'S MINAMINO SUIICHI!"
Yuiko twitched and Kurama stepped back a bit.
"There just had to be fan girls at this school," Yuiko grumbled.
She grabbed Kurama's hand and ran off down the street with him. Screams and shouts of "BRING HIM BACK YOU WHORE!" echoed through the air. Yuiko felt the confused look Kurama gave her, but she didn't answer his unspoken question. She kept running until they found themselves in the midst of a crowd uptown.
"I have a reputation of being a horrible person. But I've never dated anyone unless you count hanging out with Kuwabara so I don't know where they get the 'whore' thing from," she explained.
Kurama nodded and looked around. He took her hand into his and pulled her towards a restaurant.
"Hey!" she said. "Where are you taking me?"
"My mother's sister works here. If you go through the backdoor at the end of the kitchens, you're at a short-cut to my house. And, if you're hungry, we can also have a bite to eat while we're here."
Yuiko rolled her eyes at his gentlemanliness. He acted too nice when they weren't on missions. To her, it was almost as if he was patronizing her. But she knew he wouldn't do that, so she wasn't too frustrated by it.
"Nah, let's just go to your house. Besides, I wouldn't eat there anyway. Too many stuck-up chicks and snobby rich boys."
"As you wish."
Kurama smiled at her and opened the door. All eyes turned to them. Kurama received some waves and Yuiko gathered nothing but glares. Whether or not it was because they knew who she was or because of her torn-up jeans and green-and-black tank top, she didn't know and didn't care. Kurama led her to the kitchens and the backdoor.
"So you have qualms of eating here like a normal person, but you'll steal some food from someone else's plate?" Kurama asked, looking over his shoulder; Yuiko's hand froze two inches away from a piece of chicken.
"What? It's not like they're going to miss it!" she retorted, shoving both of her hands into her pockets.
Kurama shook his head and continued to walk towards the door. Yuiko waited a few moments then stole the piece of chicken. She bit into it and savored its taste. Kurama sighed; there was no point in telling her to put it back now.
He opened the backdoor and they reentered the outside. She finished chewing the stolen chicken and swallowed. Kurama gave her a disapproving look.
"Hey, you used to steal stuff all the time!" Yuiko said, seeing the disapproving look.
Kurama sighed again and smiled guiltily.
"I guess there's no point in denying it."
"How much longer until we reach your house?"
"Oh, only a few more minutes."
"And how many do you mean by a few?"
"Why do you think that I would mean anything other than a few?"
"Whenever I say 'a few more minutes' I actually mean a couple more hours. Is that the same with you?"
"Unfortunately, yes, yes it is," he said guiltily and with a sad smile.
Yuiko couldn't help but laugh.
"I have a question, Kurama."
"Go right ahead."
"How come you pretend so much? I know you don't always act like the nice, polite guy everyone thinks you are. I mean, being nice to your mom is one thing. Being nice to everyone you meet in public is just plain weird and, to an extent, wrong. No one knows who you really are."
"How come everyone mistakes you for someone horrible when you're so compassionate, kind, loyal, and encouraging?"
"Those are just my good points. You left out easily frustrated, ill tempered, loud, and like to fight and hit things. No one knows of your faults, though, not even me."
"Oh, I think you do know."
"And what is that?"
"My little manipulating trait which you pointing out only moments ago."
"You mean acting? That's a fault of yours?"
"Yes, I don't let many people in, but I don't let people know that. In human society, when people feel like others are pushing people away in obvious ways, such as being rude, violent, ect., they feel like they need to change that. But, if it's not obvious, like someone who is able to have a polite conversation and participate in as much as possible, then they believe that there's nothing to change and leave it alone. Have you noticed this?
Yuiko tilted her head to the side and raised an eyebrow at him.
"No, I haven't. What you're saying doesn't make any sense at all."
"Well, it's true. You've experienced it yourself. You don't try to shut people out, however. People just assume that's what you're trying to do and are trying to change that about yourself. They just don't understand that you're just different."
". . . . . Okay . . . . . ."
"You're still confused, aren't you?"
"Yes, yes I am, but I don't think you should try and get me to understand because that might make me more confused."
Kurama laughed and shrugged. They walked in silence after that. She hummed a little out of boredom. He glanced at her every now and then. He slowly turned red and resisted looking at her so often. She noticed this.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, nothing," he said.
She smirked.
"There's the secretive fox I know!"
He narrowed his eyes at her slightly. She loved bringing that up, didn't she?
"Personally, I like you better when you're like that. All tough-like yet seemingly gentle, like a real rose. It's pretty, but get too close and it'll prick you. That's what I like about you."
Kurama blushed again. That's what I like about you.
"Hey, is this your place?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah, it is."
"It's huge!"
"Well, compared to your apartment, it probably is."
"How'd you know I had an apartment?"
He smiled slyly.
"That's for me to know and for you to find out."
She sniggered. She did say that she liked it when he was mysterious, now didn't she?
In the shadows, a familiar opponent hid. The problem: he was supposed to be dead.
"You and I will have a real fight soon enough, Detective."
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Red Roses2: I know this chapter probably does suck, but I wanted to do a filler to put more romantic meat into the story. Report grammatical errors, OOC-ness, ect., and thank you everyone for reviewing and not murdering me.