CH2 A New Home?
A/N—I will refer to Kurama as "Shuichi " when someone is talking to him (i.e. his mother or Sakura). Other than that, I will refer to him as "Kurama". J
"Mrs. Greeneburg…?" Kurama asked hesitantly. The headmistress held up a hand.
"Minamino you have been nothing but a perfect student so I am going to trust what you say in this matter. But it better be good, because this is unacceptable behavior."
"The bell rang and when I came out this girl came flying at me. When I looked up Jeremy was laughing and saying that despite her malnutrition she was a good fighter. I pulled her out of the way and he threatened to have his father expel me for protecting her." He paused to look at the girl, then continued. "He went to hit her again and… she hit him." They all looked at Jeremy Toshaido, Who was lying on the ground his face flattened.
"Who are you?" Mrs. Greeneburg asked the skeleton girl.
The girl looked at her, her eyes, which Kurama could now see were blue- green, were dulling. "Sakura," she said as her eyes rolled back into her head and her knees collapsed under her.
Kurama darted forward and caught her before she hit the concrete. "Take her to the infirmary." Mrs. Greeneburg ordered. She aimed steel gray eyes at Kurama. "I'll deal with you later." Kurama nodded curtly and darted away towards the infirmary, Sakura in his arms.
In the infirmary:
'What the hell is going on fox?' Hiei's voice said in Kurama's head. 'You're supposed to be at martial arts right now.'
'Yeah. Hiei, I'm kinda sitting in the infirmary right now' Kurama replied, brushing a strand of hair out of Sakura's face. He anticipated his lover's angry response, and stopped him before he even got started. 'Someone got hurt and I was involved. Would you tell the sensei that I won't be there? Please?'
There was a mental sigh then an unhappy reply of acquiescence. 'Thank you, Hiei, I owe you one.'
'Yeah Kurama you do, and you can be sure that I'll be collecting. See you at your little "party".' The last word was said with contempt, and told Kurama that the only reason that he was coming was for Kurama.
Kurama smiled softly and proceeded to place the powder of dried plant into Sakura's mouth. The plant would, hopefully, revive the girl, and if it didn't it would provide her with many much-needed nutrients.
A few minutes later Mrs. Greeneburg walked through the door. She quickly spotted Kurama's strawberry red hair and came over to sit next to them.
"How is she?" the headmistress asked.
"Well she hasn't woken up, if that's what you're asking." Kurama said, keeping his voice neutral. The headmistress sighed.
"Do you think that your mother would allow you to take her home? Even if it is for just the one night?"
"I'm sure that she wouldn't mind." Kurama heard himself saying even as he mentally rejected the idea.
"If you could that would be wonderful!" The headmistress of the school exclaimed clapping her hands together. "I do believe that the school could provide transportation, and pay you for your troubles." Mrs. Greeneburgh beamed at the red- haired fox demon.
"I'll call my Mother."
The conversation was short, with Kurama's mother accepting the proposal instantly.
"Bring her right home and I'll have a room set up for her," said his mother cheerfully. "Unfortunately I have to go to work tonight, so you're going to have to keep an eye on her. There's food in the 'fridge for you and all of your friends for your little party that you had arranged for tonight. Some of it should be good for the poor girl."
"Yes Mother.
"Don't forget to feed the poor thing. And I'll see you when I get home."
Kurama didn't have a chance, he could rip the heart out of an A-class demon and never twitch a muscle in the serene expression that was always there on his face, but have his human mother call some wretched girl that wasn't worth keeping alive "poor thing" and he'd melt, bending over backwards to do her bidding.
He glared at the emaciated girl and said, despite the fact that he was within hearing distance of anyone who cared to stop by and listen, "Bitch you just screwed my whole night up. You better live through this."
Just as the headmistress had promised the school provided transportation to the prince's home. Kurama picked the girl up. Despite the fact that he disliked her for pretty much ruining his plans he couldn't help but worry about how light she was.
He walked into his apartment and found all of his friends sitting on the couch.
"What on earth is that?" Yusuke asked the second that he caught sight of the girl in Kurama's arms.
"It's a girl." The fox said.
"That is a girl? Kuwabara exclaimed leaping up to get a closer look at the basically shapeless form.
"Where did you find her?" he asked a moment later, his orange brows furrowed together in confusion. "The dumpster?"
"Actually no. Kurama said shortly, I found her because she was basically thrown into my lap. Now I need to set her down so if I could possibly get to the couch-?" he let the sentence hang until the other three got their brains in order and got out of the way.
After depositing the girl on the couch he went into the tiny kitchenette to find food for her.
As expected he was bombarded with questions the second he got back.
A/N: Gomen, gomen, gomen! I am SO sorry ,, It's been forever since I've been able to get to the computer to type. Cx PLEASE FORGIVE!!!!!! That goes for you to kyuubi-sama, I haven't had time to type and fix yours. Which, btw, is GOING to be put up before winter vacation is over. If it isn't you have my permission to use your superior ninja skills to torture me.