Yeah! Saving Flower Boy: Chapter 2! Last time I put my random blabberings towards the end, but I thought no one would read it, so I put it here. Uh... I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho, but if I did, my life would be complete. And, I'd make Hiei and Kurama have a relationship. And... I lost it (I have moments when my mind goes "Pfft" and then goes black.) Anyways... thanks to Mr. HakushoAnarchy, you made me believe that I don't truthfully suck, and to you I give a giant virtual hug.

Happy Reading!

+Yusuke+

All hell had officially broken loose. Sure, I'd seen Keiko cry once or twice before, but not... tsunami style... Pity for Kurama and my own fear welled inside of me and let me tell you, that is NOT a good combination. Hiei had long since left the building, leaving me, Kurama, and Kuwabara to stand around dumbstruck while Botan hissed "What did you do to her?" Truthfully, we had no answer. Just really, really stupid looks on our faces.

+Tsukika+

Explaining this to my mother was not going to be easy. I could imagine it already:

"Uh... yeah, you see, there was this guy... and I used a giant silver dragon to tear him to shreds, but then, some other people came... and they... exploded him... and then I woke up in a guy's bedroom." Scenarios played over in my head. I was in deep crap. More deep crap than when I caught popcorn on fire. More deep crap then when I failed Biology 3 quarters in a row. So, correction. I was in deep shit.

"Are you okay?" The arms asked. Startled, I looked up and saw the same blue-haired girl who had been sitting on the bed with me.

"Y..yeah, I'm sorry for crying. I'm such a wimp" I offered a weak smile. I wanted out, and I wanted out now. Surveying the room, there were 3 people other than me. The short one and Shuichi were nowhere to be found.

"So what exactly happened?" Yusuke asked. Maybe I could pretend to be a dumb blonde. My hair was more brown than blonde, but it would work.

"Uh..." I twisted my hair and stared into space, "Where's the little girl's room?"

"Oh! I can take you there!" The blue-haired girl stood up and walked to the door. Thank god Shuichi isn't here. He'd probrably see that I wasn't really some stereotypical valley-girl. Following her, we went down a short hallway, passing the stairs, and stopped at a white door.

"Here you are" a million-watt smile nearly blinded me, "I'll wait for you," she added.

"Hey Botan!" Kuwabara yelled from the room we had just left. "Can you come here a sec.?"

"Yeah, hold on!" Botan turned on her heel and made her way back. I shut the bathroom door behind me and sat down on the floor. Down the hallway, stairs, should see a door, run to a convienience store, get directions. It was now or never. I peeked out the door, and fighting the urge to pretend to be a spy, I ran towards the stairs, stopping only to check if Shuichi's door was open or not. Running tip-toe style, I turned around the stairway banister and began to bolt down the stairs.

"Tsukika, are you done yet?" Stopping mid-step, I stretched myself to see wether or not I'd closed the bathroom door. Oh shoot, oh shoot!

"Tsukika," repeated Botan, sticking her head in the bathroom door. Now nearing the bottom step, I turned around the corner and ran into a wall. A squishy and warm wall.

"Trying to run, are we?" Shuichi's voice rang in my eardrums. I flipped around and tried to run, but the shrimp was in front of me, sword drawn and facial expression blank. My only choice was to fight. I pulled back my fist and hoped to make contact with either of them. Hitting air, I spun around again and swung my foot towards anything.

"Wait!" Too late, I'd already hit something. Opening my eyes, I saw Shuichi twitch and open and close his mouth. He reminds me of a fish.

"I'm sorry for scaring you. Can you just calm down and talk with us." I could only glare at him. Keeping his calm composure, he grabbed my hand and led me towards the staircase again. Yanking my hand away, I followed, noticing the black-haired kid was behing me. There's really no way out. We arrived at the room, which was now missing Botan.

"Oh, you found her, yay." Mumbled Yusuke.

"I'm sorry for kicking you earlier," My face turned hot and I hid my face behind my bangs.

"Oh, it's okay, it didn't hurt that much." I smiled and heard a coupld sniggers from behind me.

"You can sit there if you want," Shuichi pointed towards a chiar by a small wooden desk.

"When can I leave?" Due to my many escape attempts, I had doubts to wether or not I was ever getting out of there.

"Just listen for a little while, and we'll let you go. When you were fighting Kitamura, you were using that notebook," my eyes flickered towards my duck-tape covered notebook, "How long have you been able to do that?" Shuichi questioned.

"I dunno, awhile now, well, ever since I can remember. I was just kind of fooling around one day and it just... happened." Smiling slightly, I remember the first time a little bird had fluttered out of my notebook. That was before I moved, and I had still been having troubles in school.

+Kurama+

Koenma would probably have problems questioning her. We'd tried to get her to tell us more, but all she could answer with was "I dunno."

At about six o' clock, she convinced us that her mother would 'kill her' and we let her leave.

"Would you like us to walk you home?" Yusuke asked. He'd forgiven her for kicking him, and had tried to get her to warm up to him more.

"Uh, no, that's okay. I'm already in trouble, if I come home with a boy, I can only imagine," she shuddered noticibaly. She left, and Yusuke, Kuwabara, Botan, and I all went to talk to Koenma on the computer. Hiei had gone to... wherever Hiei goes, and we were the only ones left.

"We tried getting information out of her, but she wasn't much help. You might want to talk to her by yourself."

"But be careful, she can bite!" added Yusuke. An appointment was made for Saturday evening. I'd have to convince her to come tomorrow at school. This was going to be fun.

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Again, thank you to anyone who read. I've been having major brain farts, and school has been a pain in the rear. I'll try to get this out again on Christmas, but otherwise, you'll need to wait until the 28th, I'm going to camp a couple days! Happy Holidays, don't go to jail, and if you do, I hope you meet someon interesting. With lots of tatoos. And a bald head.