Redone Chapter 2

Disclaim I do not own anything or anyone from Yu Yu Hakusho, that honor goes to Yoshihiro Togashi, and Funimation Entertainment. I do however own Cash McKenzie her family and everyone else not from the original show.

Picking up the book he had been reading up off the concrete sidewalk Kurama or rather Shuichi Minamino which he was known by his fellow students continued his walk to school, he really hadn't bothered to notice the young girl that had just run past him though he could hear her coming from pretty far off seeing as she sounded like she was wearing bells or something close to it.

He had simply thought she was trying to catch up with the small group of girls that were currently behind him since the crowd of hormonal teen girls, other wise know as his infamous fan club, that followed him to school every morning was normally larger. Then again he was running later then normal so he wasn't all that surprised to see a smaller group instead.

He was rarely late but he hadn't gotten home till the early hours of the morning after another mission from Koenma he was still rather tired and was cradling a set of pretty bruised ribs. Usually Yukina would have healed him and the others or he would have simply used one of his demon seeds to heal himself but he hadn't had time for the first option and same for the latter, most healing seeds need some rest to take full effect so he didn't see the point in wasting them.

Walking into the set of black steel gates his sensitive ears picked up on around five or so groups in the court yard in front of the large high school that all seemed to be talking about the same subject, apparently there was a new student joining the school and from what everyone could tell she looked to be foreign. New students were a pretty rare thing at Meioh Private Academy, seeing as it was the best school around and entrance exam was incredibly difficult.

Soon Kurama found himself in his homeroom class walking to his usual seat closest to the window in the second row he sat with slight discomfort from his bruised ribs, and once again started to read the book he was carrying and waited for the bell to ring and the teacher to arrive for the days lesson.

Minutes later the school bell gave its first loud ring of the day the students that had been present in the classroom all began to take their seats while the stragglers made their way through the door to join them.

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Cash had managed to find the main office with some help from a younger male student named Kichirou which she was extremely grateful for, the fifteen year old had even tried asking her out on a date. Cash had simply smiled and told him to get back to her when he got a little older and thanked him for his help once more, throwing the sweet kid a quick wink she made her way into the main office.

From there the school secretary Mrs. Gifu a women in her mid forty's handed her, her class schedule as well as her books. She was even nice enough to explain to her how everything worked and gave her a small map and pointed out where her classes were located, which lifted a major weight off the poor girls chest. Just as she was set to make her way to her first class Mrs. Gifu seemed to notice Cash was still wearing her street shoes which she was suppose to change out of as soon as she got into the school building. Handing her a pair of pink school slippers that matched her uniform Really more pink, come on people. Cash couldn't help but think to herself and tried to stop herself from rolling her eyes.

"You'll probably be late to your first class so let me write you up a note so you don't get detention Miss McKenzie." just as Mrs. Gifu started to write the note for her the school bell began to ring.

"There you go, good luck and welcome to Meioh Private Academy Miss McKenzie, I hope your first day goes wonderfully. If you need any help I'm always here." the sweet secretary said smiling at Cash. Fighting the urge to hug the women, Cash gave her best smile and thanked the her.

Standing right outside her homeroom grabbing onto the hollowed sphere shaped pendent that held three Job's Tear, a gift from her grandmother that signified good luck, hanging around her neck the teen said a silent prayer ' Fortuna be with me' with a deep breath she knocked softly on the door.

The class leader had just finished taking role and the teacher had started on the days lesson when a soft knock brought everyone's attention to the door at the front of the class. Walking over to the door Mr. Hidaka opened it and peered out stepping aside to let the person on the other side of the door into the class.

"You're Late." Mr. Hidaka the social studies teacher a man in his early fifties, he was notorious for being one of if not the strictest teachers in the school, was glaring angrily at the poor girl standing in front of him.

"I'm very sorry Sir. I have a note from Mrs. Gifu" the girl then handed him a small piece of paper. The class watched the whole exchange while a few whispers could be heard from the back of the class.

"Well it seems you do, seeing as this is your first day I will let it pass but next time if you're late regardless if you have a note or not it will be a detention for you. Do you understand?" the aging man said rather gruffly.

"Yes sir, thank you." Cash replied. 'Great my first teacher is a complete ass'

"Good. Now stand in front of the class and introduce yourself, they may ask you a few questions before we continue on today's lesson." With that Mr. Hadaka took a seat at his desk in the front of the class and sipped on his coffee. The whispering in the class got even louder most of the class seemed to be excited about having the new foreign student in their homeroom.

This was really the only thing Cash had been truly fearing, talking in front of the class. She was anything but shy, in fact she loved being around people and loved talking to people even more. The only problem now was Cash had to talk in front of a class full of people she didn't know in Japanese, Japanese wasn't her first language English though was, it was even what her family spoke at home still. When she was fifteen her mother had told her they would be moving to Japan after she turned seventeen.

Shortly after that LaLa had gotten all of them private lessons to help them since moving to a new country and not knowing the language would be incredibly inconvenient. At first Cash had found it pretty hard but soon caught on by the time her seventeenth birthday came around the small family was almost completely fluent in the language though Cash did still struggle here and there. She had also never spoken her new language in front a large group before.

With another quick shake of her pendent she took a deep breath and tried to calm her nerves, she then walked to the center of the class her bracelets clanging together softly.

Kurama hadn't really been paying much attention until he heard the soft almost bell like sound again. Looking up to the front of the class his eyes laid on the small figure of what he assumed was the new student and from what he could tell she was defiantly a foreigner. Her skin was a soft almost gold color he assumed was from being in the sun a lot, she was pretty short maybe only being five foot two. She also had very short hair that only reach about the base of her neck with two longer pieces at the front with a rather chopping looking fringe covering her forehead and hung just above her soft brown eyes that were surrounded with thick black eyeliner. Her hair was also dyed two or three different colors the main being blue with pieces of pink and purple sticking out here and there.

When she lifted her hand up to wave a hello to the class Kurama finally notice the source of the bell like sound, she was wearing well over a dozen metal bracelets between her two arms. She really was a site to behold, and would have no problem sticking out among the entire school which is what he was pretty sure she intended. With out another though his thought went back to the the events of last nigt.

The class had asked many questions about Cash's life back in the states that she was more then happy to answer, talking about her previous home really calmed her nerves and to her great relief she mange to only stumble over her Japanese a few times. She had been talking for almost five minutes when Mr. Hidaka had cleared his voice to get the classes attention.

"Alright that's enough of that we must get back to our lesson, Miss. McKenzie please take your seat, you will be sitting in front of Mr. Minamino." pointing to Cash's right hand side she notice an empty desk in the front row in front of a bright red haired boy, the one she had seen the group of girls she almost ran into following.

"Yes Sir." walking over to her desk she caught a few whispers of ;"Why does she get to sit there?", "It's just not fair I should be sitting there" and "Oh she so lucky." from a few girls around the room taking her seat quickly Cash couldn't really see why all the girls wanted this seat. 'Sure it's a window seat but what's so great about the front of the school' with a slight shrug of her slender shoulders she took the assigned seat.

Taking out her Social Studies book she had received earlier she opened to the page that was currently up on the black board along with what would be the days classwork and homework and listened to Mr. Hidaka start the days lesson again.

Thirty minutes later the class had already started on their classwork when Mr. Hidaka notice the new student seemed be staring out the window walking up to her desk he slammed his hand rather hard on her desk scaring the girl out of her daydream it also got the attention of the entire class.

"Miss McKenzie I do not know how things are done back in America but here in Japan when you are told to do your classwork you follow instructions. You do not stare out the window and daydream do you understand me?" Mr. Hidaka looked down at the blue haired girl waiting for whatever excuse she was going to use.

"Yes, Sir I understand, but I'm already finished with my classwork as well as the homework you have written up on the blackboard. I didn't know I was suppose to tell you, I'm very sorry." Kurama caught the shocked looked that came to Mr. Hidaka's face. He was pretty surprised as well only about three other student including himself finished the their work that fast. Giving Cash a slight glare Mr. Hidaka seemed to try and think of something to tell girl.

"Oh well then if that is the case you can start reading up on tomorrows chapter, I do not allow my students to waste their time daydreaming." with that he turned on his heel and walked to the back of the class to wake up another student who seemed to be trying to take a nap behind his book.

Cash's next two classes went by pretty fast, she found it kind of strange that the students stayed in one classroom most of the day while the teacher moved around. Also the fact they had to eat lunch inside the same classroom since there was no cafeteria was really annoying she was so sick of staring out the same damn window all day. Her next two classes were P.E. and then Japanese which she was overjoyed to find out where both held in different areas of the school, then sadly she was back to this damn class for her final period which was English.

When she had originally enrolled after completing the entrance exam the schools principle had ask Cash if she would like to be a teachers aid in their schools advanced English class, she wouldn't have to do any actual work just help students and help the teacher. She gladly except, but if she new she had to come back to this room she defiantly would have rethought her decision.

The lunch bell had just rang, when her science teacher left, the whole class came alive with voices of friends trying to catch up as well as the sound of chairs being moved closer together. Not really having anyone to sit with and finally having some free time Cash grab her backpack to pull out her sketch pad as well as her lunch she really felt like drawing something, anything really as along as she could put pencil to paper for something other then school work she would be happy. Just as she pulled out her thick sketch pad her case of pencils spilled open and a few pencils rolled farther down the isle.

"Crap" she mutter in English. Getting to her knees she started picking up her art pencils when someone handed her the few that had rolled down the aisle looking up she noticed the red head that sat behind her crouching down next her with a few more of her pencils that were still on the floor.

"Oh thank you so much Red." grabbing the pencils he was holding out to her she shoved them carelessly back in to her bag while sitting back down in her seat when she looked back to the boy she had accidentally referred to as Red she notice he was back in his chair as well.

"Red?" Kurama couldn't help but question with a confusion showing in his eyes.

"I'm sorry your…. damn how do you say hair in Japanese again?" the girl had her brows furrowed trying to think of the right word, Kurama could help but smile on how she manage to slip between English and Japanese with out really noticing it.

" Kami or kami-no-ke. Either one is fine." he started in Japanese and finished in English.

"Oh yeah, thanks. Hey wait you speak English?" the thought of being able to talk in English with someone brought a smile to her face that even lit up her brown eyes making them seem almost hazel in color even with the brown contacts she currently wore.

" I'm not completely fluent but I know enough to hold a decent sized conversation." he couldn't help but return her smile.

"That's awesome!" she said clapping her hands together softly making her bracelets clang together a sound he was coming more familiar with as the day went on.

"Awe some. I don't think I know that word." he didn't think he had never heard that word used before and was curious as to what it meant.

"Oh umm, it means Kūru, cool. I'm Cash McKenzie by the way." she said sticking out her hand in front of him.

"It's very nice to meet you, Miss McKenzie. I'm Shuichi Minamino." reaching for her hand he shook it in a greeting.

"Please call me Cash, and I think I like Red more." smiling at Shuichi she couldn't help but giggle seeing a look she couldn't identify on his face but chalked it up as confusion, noticing a small container with food on his desk as well as a book she figured she should let him get back to his lunch.

"Well I should let you get back to lunch it was nice meeting you Red, hopefully we can talk again soon."

"Yes it was awe some meeting you as well" she really couldn't stop from small laugh at the use of the new word he had learned. Giving him one last smile she turned around and started to eat her sandwich that had been smashed in her backpack while grabbing a pencil to draw for the remainder of lunch. Through the whole exchange neither had seemed to notice the death glares all the girls in class that were aiming right at Cash.

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Cash was headed out the front gates she was leaving a bit later then she would have like she had forgot once again to change her shoes. The rest of her day went by pretty fast though P.E was torture, she was happy to find Shuichi was in her advanced English class they had talk a bit during class when she wasn't busy helping other students or the teacher out.

Just as she started walking home she heard someone call out her name.

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Kurama had just left the school gates and was making his way home, he always made sure he left the school around ten or so minutes later then most of the other students. While most of his fellow students rushed off to their club meetings or to cram school he would enjoy his short walk home since it was pretty rare for anyone to follow him with almost all of his female classmates busy with their after school activities. He had just turned the corner that lead to the woods that ran along the sidewalk between his house and school.

He really just wanted to get home and get some rest his ribs were currently starting to hurt more plus it had been well over twenty four hours since he last slept.

Feeling the unmistakable sensation of being watched and followed coming from the dark woods. Kurama was quick to grow defensive sliding his hand in his hair ready to unleash his rose whip, he took a solid stance awaiting for whoever or whatever that seemed to be trying to sneak up on him.

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