Disclaimer: I don't own YYH or the character. Just my OC and the plot of this fic...it just dawned on me that I didn't write a disclaimer last chapter (that's how frazzled I was earlier). Anyway, even in that chapter, I didn't own YYH or the characters. It really doesn't change people.

Kurama heard crying down the hall and went to go check on whoever it was. He saw Jen in the hallway going to her room and followed her. Jen had quickly closed the door, but it bounced back open. Kurama walked over to her and put his hand on her shoulder. She gasped and went to smack whoever had entered her room. He caught her hand gently and she turned to see the intruder.

"Oh, it's just you," she said in a fake, happy voice.

"What happened?" he asked.

She chuckled. "NEVER, under any circumstances, try to reason with a guy who's drunk," she joked. Kurama looked angry for a minute when she realized what he thought. "Oh, nothing like that, Kurama. He didn't hurt me or anything. He just said some things that upset me, that's all. Like I said, I've known him since I started here so he knows a little bit more about me which at this point, I really wish he didn't. But don't worry, I'm fine."

"Are you sure?" Kurama asked his features softening.

"Definitely, but yeah, I don't think he's going to let any of this go," Jen replied.

"That's alright," Kurama stated. "Kara isn't planning on 'helping' him. Kuronue talked to her. He doesn't care if his secret comes out."

"Just so I'm not shocked when it happens, what is it?"

Kurama hesitated but Kuronue was passing the door with Kara as they had just gotten back from dinner.

"It's okay; you can tell her," Kuronue stated. "I'd rather she know now and get the questions she's bound to bombard me with out of the way."

"Is it that bad?" Jen asked.

"You have no idea," Kuronue murmured.

"You see, Kuronue's father is involved in organized crime," Kurama explained to Jen.

There were a few minutes of silence before Jen started cracking up. "Oh my God, that's IT? I thought it was going to be something much worse than that. That's nothing."

"Think so?" Kuronue asked a little stunned.

"Yeah, I mean, who the hell is even going to care. You're definitely one of the best students here so who cares what everyone else thinks?"

Kuronue gave a slight smile. "Thanks for saying that. It means a lot."

"No problem. Anyway, Kara, I am sorry for all of this. I've known Jesse for years and he never acted like this."

"I don't blame you, Jen," Kara said. "It's not your fault."

"Yeah, but I tried to set you guys up, so don't try to say I'm not at least partly to blame."

"By the way," Kara responded, "don't ever try to set me up again."

"Sure," Jen agreed. "I'll let you find your own boyfriend."

"Thanks."

"So what now?" Kurama asked.

"Well, I'm going to talk to my teacher tomorrow. The test is on a Friday and the start of a long weekend. I'm thinking about telling him about Jesse and asking him if I can take a different exam earlier with the excuse that I'm wanted at home."

"Wow, you're sneaky," Jen teased.

"It's a gift," Kara replied jokingly.

"Well, let's go get some sleep," Kuronue suggested. "Kurama may not have classes but we do."

"Yeah," Kara agreed. "Night everyone."

"Night," Kurama and Jen said simultaneously.

A couple days later, Kara went to her teacher before class, when she knew Jesse wouldn't be there and told him about Jesse's request minus the whole blackmail thing.

"I was wondering if you could give me a different exam earlier," Kara said. Her teacher looked at her like she was insane.

"But you'll be at a disadvantage if I do that," he told her. "The information from next week would still be on it."

"That's okay," Kara replied. "I've pretty much read that far anyway. Do you mind if I come to ask you some questions later? I'll be ready to take the exam this week, if that's okay."

"I don't know," he said. "I could just report the boy or make sure you're seated somewhere else."

"Could I still take a different exam early next Friday? I was thinking about going home this weekend. I know I might still be at a disadvantage but I'm prepared to deal with it."

Her teacher smiled. "Well, if it means that much to you, I will do it. Study hard."

Kara was doing well; however, Kuronue was still down. This time he didn't know why. Things were going to work out; he really didn't care if anyone found out about his dad at this point; and most importantly, Kara wasn't going to get in trouble.

Class went the same as the last. He didn't seem to be getting any better and his teacher was starting to get worried.

"Kuronue, how are you feeling?" she asked as he handed in his quiz at the end of class.

"I'm fine," he said monotonously. "Just have a lot on my mind. Nothing to worry about."

He left the room and the teacher sighed. I really hope that boy is okay.

Later, Kuronue's teacher came across him and Kara eating in the cafeteria. She smiled when she saw Kuronue smile. He still seemed upset, but this girl was somehow helping him with that.

"Hi, Kuronue," she said walking over to the table.

Kuronue tensed and looked up at her. "Hi, Dr. Trenton," he said through clenched teeth.

"Who might this be?" Dr. Trenton asked.

"My name is Kara. It's nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too, Kara," she replied shaking Kara's outstretched hand. "So, Kuronue, I see you're feeling better."

Kuronue wanted to say something, anything to get this teacher to let it go. What was worse was that she brought it up around Kara.

"You weren't feeling well?" Kara asked him, her voice full of concern.

"I'm just tired is all," Kuronue answered her.

Kara still wasn't convinced. If one of his teachers noticed something was off, then Kara should definitely be able to tell and if not her, Kurama.

"Has Kuronue been acting off?" Kara asked Kurama as she was cooking dinner.

"What do you mean?" Kurama questioned.

"His teacher said he wasn't feeling well during class or something and when I asked him about it, he said he was just tired, but his voice sounded strained."

Kurama shook his head. "I haven't noticed any change," he said.

"Hm, then I wonder what's wrong," Kara whispered. She was getting very concerned about him. Part of her thought it had to do with his father's goons' threats and part of her thought it was just because of her in general. Maybe she would try to talk to him.

Kuronue got back late and literally ran into Kurama.

"Kuronue? What the hell happened to you? You look awful."

"I'm fine, just leave me alone," Kuronue snapped bitterly.

"I'm sorry?" Kurama questioned. "Are you feeling okay?"

"Will everyone just stop asking me that?" It was then Kurama smelled it.

"Have you been drinking?" he asked in shock. Kuronue was the last person he would ever expect to pick up a drink. He never had before. Something was definitely going on.

Kuronue shrugged and pretty much stumbled over to his room. "It's not a big deal," he said.

"No, it's a huge deal, Kuronue. Why did you go drinking? How did you even get alcohol?"

"Leave me alone!" Kuronue shouted as he shut his door. Stupid Kurama, he thought. Stupid everything.

Kara woke up to someone loudly banging on her door. It was two in the morning.

"Coming," she said sleepily.

When she opened the door, she saw Kurama and he looked very concerned.

"What happened?" Kara asked.

"Kuronue came back here drunk and he won't talk to me, but he might talk to you," Kurama answered.

Kara was already down the hall after he said the word 'drunk.'

She lightly knocked on his door and heard a muffled, "Go away," when she opened the door.

Kuronue started to say, "Kurama, I thought I told you to-," but stopped when he saw Kara. He looked away and silently cursed Kurama. She was the last person he wanted to see him like this.

"Kuronue?" Kara whispered.

"Hm-uh?" he slurred.

"Why?" she asked quietly.

"I don't want to talk about it," he answered.

Kara sighed and shook her head and went over to sit at his bedside. Kuronue felt her rubbing his shoulder and instantly relaxed.

"This wasn't the answer," she admonished gently. She was more worried than angry and it could definitely be heard in her voice.

"I just wanted everything to go away," he defended.

"Did it help?" she asked.

"No."

"Do you know what will?" He looked at her and shook his head. "What will help is if you talk about what you're feeling."

He looked away again. "I can't do that," he told her.

"Why not?"

"My father…and my mother."

"Your mother?"

"I can't tell you anything," he said. "Maybe it would be different."

"Kuronue, you're not making any sense."

"But then he wouldn't be following me around," Kuronue said drifting off. He was starting to fall asleep.

Kara was afraid to leave him alone, especially after him saying so many inconsistent things. She took it upon herself, just as he had for her, to stay with him for the night. She got his jacket off of him and his shoes off. Then, after tucking him in, she went down the hall to the kitchenette to get him water in case he woke up.

Kurama met her there.

"Well?"

"He didn't tell me much, or at least not anything that made sense to me. Just some stuff about his father and mother. He did tell me that he wanted everything to go away, but admitted that drinking didn't help him."

"Is he awake now?" Kara could see that Kurama was really worried.

"No, he fell asleep, so I'm going to stay with him for the night to make sure he's okay."

Kurama nodded solemnly. He really wanted to help his best friend, but he felt so useless. Kuronue had never been this bad before. What was causing this now?

A/N: So some drama but mostly filler...just like a real soap opera. The ending of this chapter made me feel pretty sad though. Don't know where it came from but I actually got the idea a while back...I just didn't know where to put it in. Anyway, I would say more, but I am tired so I'll say more next chapter. Night everyone!