In this story, Yusuke has been transferred to Kurama's school because his own school couldn't handle him. I really like yusuke's relations with Kurama, so I totally had to add this.

This chapter is about Kurama's current state of mind.

Sorry I took so long to post it,but I fell ill.

So here's the next chapter!enjoy

Chapter 2

Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone

Without a dream in my heart

Without a love of my own.

Kurama woke up dreading the day. He didn't have a single present for his mother and he was out of money so he won't even be able to get her a birthday card. Sighing to himself and mentally cursing the skater-cum-villain of yesterday, he got up, showered quickly and got ready. At least if he got ready early, he could make her a breakfast-in-bed for her special day.

But it seemed that his mother was already up, as he got downstairs and saw the curtains thrown open and the house smelling of fresh beeswax and soap. A curious scent assaulted his senses. Before he could determine what it was, his entire sight was blocked by a very soapy and very emotional Shiori as she nearly hugged the life out of him. "Mother", he gasped out, because she was hugging him so tightly that he couldn't breathe properly "What's the matter? Is something wrong?"

"Wrong? Of course not,dear, I'm just so happy! Thank you so much, darling. It's such a beautiful gift!I absolutely adore it!," said Shiori in excitable tones.

"G-gift?" stuttered Kurama. "what gi...," he stopped when he saw ,with some tremendous amount of disbelief, the very same shattered crystal roses that he had bought the previous night, intact and beautifully arranged in a bouquet of the most heavenly smelling night lilies.

"I just knew they were from you the moment I saw them. I mean, who else do I know who has such great skill in the art of flower arrangement?,"said Shiori. And Kurama just managed to keep his mouth shut.

The sly fox in him knew better than to say a word and silently take the credit.

Neither accept nor deny, always a winning formula. He noted dryly.

"Happy birthday, mother dear. I very glad that you liked your gift.,"Shuichi murmured softly.

"Yes,dear.,"said Shiori, wiping her tears with the edge of the kitchen napkin. "I've made some breakfast for you,dear. Go on and have it. I'll just go and wake your father and brother. They haven't even gotten up," huffed Shiori and went upstairs, grumbling about husbands who don't even remember their wives' birthdays and don't get up on time.

Kurama couldn't help but smile in amusement at the turn of events. Then he turned serious and turned to the gift. 'Who could have possibly done this? The very same roses? They were shattered, right? Or was I too hasty,did I miss it in the dark?'

'No'

He clearly recalled the sharp glitter of the thousand broken shards of crystal glass.

Upon closer inspection, he spied a small card attached to the side of the bouquet holder. He picked it up and saw at once that it was the same card that he had attached to his wrapped gift the previous night. He looked thoughtfully at it.'Only that skater could have done this. I wish I had not been so rash and angry. I didn't even see his face. I don't even know if the preposition 'his' is even applicable. He could have been a she. I barely remember his scent.'

'Never mind, so what if he did this, it was his fault that it broke in the first place.' growled Kurama. But he couldn't erase the tiny spike of guilt he felt, because he couldn't help remember the roughness with which he had pushed aside the skater.

'But' thought Kurama 'How did he know where I live? Did he follow me? That's not possible without my finding out.'

With these musings in his head Kurama had his breakfast of bacon and eggs somewhat haphazardly illiciting questions of concern regarding his health from his mother. After reassuring her that nothing was wrong with him and he was indeed at the peak of his health, he finally head out to go to his school.

One way or the other he would find out about who his mysterious benefactor was...and what were his intentions.

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It was a very normal day's beginning at Michigawa High school. Kurama walked casually along the corridor, wondering whether he should check in the library as he still had a lot of time before math class. But before he could decide that he spotted his fan club of doting admirers standing just at the other end of the corridor. Unfortunately for him, they spotted him too. With many squeals and eyelash fluttering, they made their way across the corridor and instantly surrounded him.

Kurama couldn't help but think dryly that they ambushed him far more quickly than any of his demon enemies. He turned to them with a charming but cautious smile, making sure that he did not look at any one of them for too long. They often got the wrong idea if he did that.

The boldest one of them, who was obviously the leader of the group, Sayaka, stepped forward, making sure to throw out her ample bosom provocatively as she did. "Good morning Kurama-kun. How are you today?"

"Good morning, Sayaka sama. I'm very well, thank you." replied Kurama after carefully stepping back a bit.

Looking somewhat disappointed at his formal addressal and nothing-less-than-obvious retreat, she continued, "Have you heard, there are two new admissions in our year this week? They'll probably be here today."

"Oh, really? Where from?" asked Kurama curiously.

"Ireland, I think. Both of them." replied Sayaka, grateful to have his attention focused on her. "Listen, I was having a get together at my house tomorrow, you know, just some exclusive people. My parents are gonna be out of town, so I was wondering if you would like to join me...us, I mean."carelessly referring to the Kurama fan club who were breathlessly waiting for his reply.

Kurama just felt a tad bit uncomfortable at their pressing gazes at him. He had just opened his mouth to turn down the offer, when he heard a familiar voice shout, "Hey, fox fur! What's up, dude?" Kurama turned to see Yusuke walking up to him from the other end of the corridor, as the other students rapidly cleared the way for him.

Kurama smiled gratefully at him as he came up and clapped him on the back and easily steered him away from the pressing gang of fans. When they were well away from the corridor, Kurama grinned at Yusuke and said, "Thanks, Yusuke. You're a life saver."

"No problem." replied Yusuke, shrugging casually. He then frowned and said, "I don't get it Kurama. Why don't you date one of them or someone else? It will at least get you rid of entire crowds cornering you on a daily basis."

Kurama turned his intense green eyes to meet the warm brown eyes of his friend but said nothing. It was one of the rare times in his life that he didn't have an answer to a question. He lowered his eyes again, just shaking his head and shrugging.

"I mean." continued Yusuke "It's not like all of them are dumb bimbettes. Some are even brainy, like you."

"Oh?" said Kurama with a raised eyebrow, "Like who?"

"Like that Sayaka." replied Yusuke. "And she's got amazing legs." he said sighing. Kurama rolled his eyes at that. Yusuke did have some rare but amazing moments of wisdom and insight, but about women, he was more clueless than his own younger brother.

"Yusuke," Kurama said patiently, "You are a hormonal teenager and I'm a few thousand years older than you. As a teenager, I used to be as obsessed with the female form as you are now but more subtle about it and therefore quite successful at procuring one night stands on a regular basis. But there was one time when....." he suddenly trailed off realizing that he was treading dangerous waters with where the conversation was going.

"When...?" Yusuke asked curiously.

"When I learnt not to see women as objects of my desires but as living, breathing, feeling, thinking, fighting and kicking individuals who can wring the life from my body and beat me up pretty badly in the bargain." replied Kurama with a ghost of a smile on his lips.

"Huh?" said Yusuke, totally befuddled. Kurama grinned and said, "Time for class, Yusuke." and he headed towards their classroom.

"Hey Kurama! What did ya mean?" he asked running behind him to catch up.

Kurama hadn't planned on answering, but somehow, just at the door of the classroom, he stopped and said, "I need someone who understands me. That doesn't happen very often." He turned to look at him.

Yusuke nodded mutely and both of them entered into the classroom.

So that's it folks,that's what Kurama feels and how Yusuke looks at it. Pllllllllzzzzzzz review.

I promise next chapter will have the new characters. It will be interesting too.