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A crash course you can't be graded on: LIFE	By : hyde Category: Yuyu Hakusho > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1501 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-A crash course you can't be graded on: LIFE
- 2-number 2nd lol
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Disclaimer I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho or its characters. I also do not make any money from this work of Fiction

Hiei

            Good, he’s still sleeping. I carefully slipped from my bed to the bathroom. The door is open showing that there is no one inside. Shutting the door firmly behind me I see to my morning routine. Some time during the night my hair lost it’s spike. I snatch up my tub of Axe running it through my hair getting it just right. A shower would be a good move but considering I’m a little behind in my routine a wipe down will work just fine. I fill the sink with warm water then proceeded to wipe down my pits and naughty bits. With that out of the way I brushed my teeth real good and head back for the room nearly bumping into blondie.

            “Morning Hiei.” Suzaku greets side stepping me to enter the bathroom. I grunt him an “hn” and continue on my way. As soon as I make my way inside the room I cut a glance to Kurama who is still in bed.

Probably faking sleep.

Pussy.

The morning after is nothing to be ashamed of. Sex is sex. Taking advantage of Kurama’s sleeping state I strip down to my natural state unabashed hoping he will wake in time to see a glimpse of what he clearly wanted last night.

Not even a rustle under the covers.

Fuck it.

I toss on some clothes, laced up my boots and go meet the day.
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Kurama

I imagined this morning to be an awkward affair but Hiei is kind enough to save me the trouble. I woke to find him gone. His bed unmade and empty. To be safe, I checked around the dorm to see if he had gone to class only to find a passed out Yusuke and a still gaming Jin in residence.

            “Is Hiei around?” I ask carefully trying hard not to seem like I’m hiding something.

            “Nope.” Jin answers. “He left about an hour ago.”

I’m grateful that Jin’s eyes never leave the screen or he would see the relief that washes over me.

That was this morning. It’s late afternoon now and I’m a class away from freedom. I trace my fingertip idly about the mouse area barely paying attention to Professor Seiryu’s chemistry lecture. I heard some thing about a quiz next Friday as well as a page numbers for which chapters he wants a report on.

Damn that human tripod. All I keep thinking about is Hiei’s thick bumpy cock!

I’m not gay per se. I’ve had girlfriends throughout high school even though I knew they all just wanted Yoko. Running up prize was a couple of blowjobs, hand jobs and a few quick tit grabs. I’ve never kept a girlfriend long enough to…urm, go all the way with.

Not that I hadn’t tried.

Having mom and step-dad down the hall didn’t help much either. Every time step-pop returned from one of his away trips mom couldn’t keep her hands to herself, which I found odd since for the longest time I thought she was banging Yoko. Of course I know better now.

Sexual frustration aside I shut my laptop. I’m done with this class for the day. I can’t concentrate. Not with visions of naked Hiei in my head or the memory of mom and dad’s cries of pleasure once upon a dream. Seiryu sends out emails about the lectures after every class so I’m covered. I could probably skip his class all semester and still pass. I sling my backpack over my shoulder after securing my computer inside. I have a good forty-five minutes before my next class and it’s a fifteen-minute walk from where I am now. I could just skip the last class all together but that wouldn’t look good for my first month of school. Fuck it.

There are students milling about the halls but no one I recognized. I could always text Yusuke or Hiei. Wait, not Hiei. I found the nearest bench settling myself down on the end. I then fished my cell out the pocket of my chinos scrolling down to Yusuke’s number.

Text: what r u doing?

I then scrolled down lingering over Hiei’s name. He might answer me back quicker then Yusuke. I repeated the messaged and hit send.

I scoot my ass off the bench and began walking. The library should be able to provide me with something to do for a while.
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Hiei

The vibration of my cell against my thigh sends a pleasurable tingle throughout my entire body. It’s the third text in the last twenty-five minutes. I already have plans to meet with Itsuki and Shinobu after class to score some green and other. God, I could use some other right now! Class is rounding its end so it won’t kill me to check the messages. I reach into my pocket removing my cell, scrolling down the touch screen. Kurama’s name stares back at me. What did he want?

I click the message reading over it. It was simple. Cute. Doesn’t exactly scream ‘I want you’ but hey.

I hit him back: In class almost done. Wanna meet?

I then go read the other messages. It wouldn’t be nothing to take Kurama along with me. He doesn’t seem to have anybody save for Yusuke and me. I hardly see him talk to anyone. Save for that guy from last night. What was up with that?

Maybe I should ask him some time.

Buzz.

A text.

Kurama.

Message: Meet me at the library.

Can he be any more… cute?

I hit him back. New plan: Scoop him up at the library and then meet up with Itsuki.
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Ruka

“He’s such a fairy!” Juri snorts, forgetting that she declared that ‘fairy’ the love of her life a mere eight months ago. She sits across the table staring me down with her fake lashes, lips set in an ugly sneer.

“Now Juri, Karasu is eccentric not gay.” Kayko scolds with a little laugh. The pretty brunette shuts her textbook shut as she states this. Kayko is a freshman that Koto has taken to bringing around our ‘study group’. She’s cute and smart so I’m sure I’ll be seeing a lot of her in our little circle.

“He’s obsessed with Prince! If that doesn’t scream GAY I don’t know what does.” Juri presses on snapping the pencil she is holding in half.

“He didn’t seem so gay when he was fucking you.” I mumble under my breath recalling how Juri loved giving us all the dirty details about what sex with Karasu is like.
“What was that?” Juri spat, eyes burning with hate for what she is sure she heard.

“Calm down you two.” Koto says warningly. “As much as I would love to see a fight- my money would be on Ruka for the win by the way.“

“Me too!” Jumps in Kayko making me like her all the more.

“I rather stare at the new eye candy that just entered our mists.” Koto continues drawing our attention to an all to familiar looking red-haired male heading our way. His emerald greens fell on mine briefly before looking away. The move could almost be described as shy. A smile pulls at my lips.

“That’s Yoko’s stepbrother.” I inform the group.

“Really?” Juri muses her interest and mood changing.

I nod in confirmation, “Had the pleasure of meeting him last night.”

“I want the pleasure of meeting him now!” Koto jokes heartily licking her lips with interest at the pretty boy.

“What about Chu?” Kayko’s asks.

Koto rolls her eyes. “I said meet nit cheat.” Turning her attention to me, “Ruka bring him over to say hi.”

I rose to my feet, pulling the ends of my Vivienne Westwood skirt down to smooth it out. I don’t know what it was about the guy but I sort of liked him. Don’t get me wrong, Yusuke had me going last night but I kept sneaking glances at Kurama and shorty in black. Shorty in black would be someone I do if I was high enough to think I could get away with saying I was high at the time. Ever since I first started having sex-Yes Karasu is my first! - I’ve been looking at other men wondering what they can do for me.

Kurama has taken to sitting in the lounge area of the library. He has placed his backpack beside his leg; his laptop is out and open resting on the end table beside the chocolate colored chair his perfect drawstring clad ass is seated in.

“Hi Kurama.” I greet adding a little husk to my voice to get his attention although I’m aware that he has watched me come over to do just want I am doing not. So observant like his icy brother. Hopefully he’s a lot nicer.

“Ruka, was it?” He says without looking up from the glow his computer screen.

He remembers. Good. So this isn’t going to make me look completely stupid after all.

“You remembered.” I smile moving to seat myself on the couch that his chair flanks. “Wasn’t sure if you would. Our meeting was so brief this morning.” I add with another smile. I must look like a smiling idiot to him!

He makes a small sound that can either be taken for agreement or annoyance. I decide that he agrees with me and continues on.

“Studying?” I inquire.

“Some what.” He looks up from the laptop fixing those green orbs on me. My heart beats a little bit more quickly then I would like but I don’t break the stare. His lips part again as he says, “Waiting on someone actually.”

“Me too.” I reply after what felt like a lifetime. I didn’t realize I had been holding my breath till now. His eyes are still on me waiting for me to elaborate so I do. “Karasu is picking me up. We plan to meet with Yoko later after he gets off of work.”

At the word ‘work’ Kurama seems to jump a bit. As if the thought of Yoko having a job is a foreign concept. Just how estranged are they?

“If you aint bringing him over I’ll have to get introduced myself!” Juri announces huffily catching both of us off guard. She stands before us hands on her slender hips working the whole ‘diva attitude’ she has going today. Creeping up on her side is Koto trailed by Kayko who Kurama actually eyes with some interest. Before Juri can open her mouth again to introduce herself Kurama begins to speak.

“Yukimura,” He directs Kayko’s way. “We have English literature together. The poem you shared with the class last week was very touching.” Kayko’s cheeks go rosy at the kudo given.

“Thank you.” She’s barely able to say. She’s probably soaked her granny panties by now.

So comfortable Kurama seems to be in the company of women.

“Kayko.” Koto gives her underclassman a little nudge with her elbow.
“Oh, this, “monitoring towards Koto, “is my sempai Koto Smith.”

At this Kurama’s brows knit together, his mouth tugs a bit at the corners making him appear to be grimacing slightly.

“Smith? You aren’t-“

“No.” Koto fills in. “I’m a white girl.” She laughs cheerily. “My real name is Kimberly but all my friends are Asian. They gave me the name Koto.” Making a side nod towards Juri. “Well, not all of my friends because as you can see Juri here aint Asian either.”

“Am too!” Juri hisses. “I’m Korean and Black but came out more black.” She fires back her outburst causing Kayko and me to giggle a bit. It’s true that her mother is black. I knew just about everything about Juri. We were best friends before Karasu that is.

“Seems like everybody here is touchy about their origins.” Kurama states more to himself then the rest of us.

“Think you have it bad? Try being German and Japanese.” Muses the voice of my favorite person. I look away from the reflecting red head to lock eyes with my very amused lover. He stands between Juri and Koto, a wolfish grin on those devilish lips of his. I hop up from the couch closing the distance between us, wrapping him in my embrace. Juri makes a face as I do but Fuck her.
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Kurama

German and Japanese! My mind screams as I zero in on Karasu who once again has Ruka wrapped about his body. Her lips trail his jaw line as she utters some greeting. Karasu places his hand on her waist carefully pushing her aside, his eyes trailing down my form as he moves to take the seat where Ruka just vacated. He angles his head so that he can stare at me directly and begins to speak in that same tome which borders on amusement and class.

“My mother worked for a hostess club in Tokyo.” He states but says nothing more leaving the rest to our imaginations.

“It’s not as simple as all of that.” Ruka informs us wrapping her arms across her ample chest. “The story is more romantic then what he makes it sound.” She then rolls her eyes at Karasu, angry that he would grab our attention that way just to leave us hanging.
I can’t help but feel a sort of kinship with Karasu just from those very few words. There is no doubt in my mind that his up bringing was just as trying as mine before mother moved us to the states. Knowing more about him would probably be in my best interest.

“Maybe I’ll share it with you someone day.” He promises with a sardonic smile. “But not today.” Shaking his head, his hair is pulled into a ponytail this time. “Today is simply not that day.” He finishes with a grin. “What’s going here anyway? Are the girls trying to recruit you for their,” he air quotes, “study group?”

I shake my head no. “Ruka actually just wanted to say hello.”

“Really now? Hn.” He looks from she to me. “Well I have an invite for you. Freshies normally don’t get invited to this but…” He pauses making sure that he has my attention with the supposed exclusivity of what he is about to offer. “Miyuki has decided that ‘she’ would be expanding the invitation to a select few freshmen this year.”

“Invitation for what?” I ask actually interested now.

“The Gender Reversal Ball.” He lets the words dangle in the air like fruit that has yet to become ripe. “Miyuki has held the ball for the last three years and normally doesn’t invite Freshmen. She feels the maturity level is not there yet.” Karasu explains.

Juri rolls her eyes. “Fucking queers.” She hisses under her breath.

“Was I a ‘fucking queer’ when you were begging me to take you up the ass?” Karasu shot back sweetly, turning his attention back to me. “I have videos you know. Maybe we should do a private viewing some time?”

Juri’s face colors in horror. She stomps down on her wedge heel shoe mouthing something I can’t quit make out before turning away from us. She storms off gaining a few stares from the on-lookers as she departs. She nearly crashes into Hiei who looks her over and snorts. His eyes widen a bit upon seeing Karasu, Ruka, Kayko and Koto who are exchanging snickers of laughter.

“You should be nicer to Juri.” Ruka says to her lover, her voice tight with emotion. She is probably wondering if her boyfriend has recorded her as well. With that she is off in the direction that her friend has gone.

“Koto lend me your phone.” Karasu tells her with a sigh. Koto digs her phone out of her Hello Kitty purse holding it off to Karasu.

I watch as he scrolls through the phone for what I can only guess to be either Juri’s or Ruka’s numbers. He then stands and walks off to find some privacy.

“What’s that about?” Hiei asks as he joins the group.

“Former lover’s tiff or something.” I reply. “Oh, this is Kayko and Koto.” I gesture towards the ladies who are staring hard at Hiei’s appearance.

“Hn.” He greets. “Let’s go. Itsuki is waiting.”

I know I’m making a face. Itsuki? The weird guy with the even weirder boyfriend? Great.

“Kurama wait.” Koto calls out to me before can even move. “Let me give you Ruka’s number.”

Ruka’s number? Did I want to get involved in this drama?

“She’ll give you the rest of the details about the Ball. She’s part of the Tolerance group here on campus.” Koto lets me know.

I pull out and hand over my cell phone. Sure, why not?
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Yoko

Message: Ooooh I can’t hold it It’s getting’ all over me

I shake my head at Karasu’s usual text. Same song every time different verses or lines. Tick Tick Bang by Prince. The year before it was Kiss and over the summer it was Erotic City all by Prince. I get it. You have a crush on me.

“Order up!” Calls the voice of the chef. I jump out of my thoughts shove my cell back in the pocket of my uniform and do my job. Working at Norm’s isn’t the most glamorous of jobs but it is something that’ll help me pay this year’s tuition. He’s cut me off. That bastard cut me off all because of one failed class and my refusal to study the courses he wants me to take. Unbelievable. To top it off they send little red riding hood to share my school.

As if my life couldn’t get any more fucking perfect right now.

I place the plates in from of the Hag and her granddaughter remembering to bless them with a smile. They were regulars. Every other day they came here for dinner. I knew the Hag’s order by heart and her granddaughter always switched it up. She is hella cute in her SexPot Revenge gear and dyed locks. A real cutie.

I only can take two classes a day so the rest of my time is spent at Norm’s until my situation gets better. Karasu offered to pay the difference but I rather not owe him anything or he’ll be owning me.

They should be here in twenty since I get off in fifteen.

“Excuse me.” Hag’s granddaughter shots my way. I pause and go back to her waiting to hear what extra she may want. “Can you get me another water?”

I smile and say sure. I don’t mind serving her. She and the old lady are all right.

The door rattles allowing a few hungry folks inside along with the familiar form of my best friend. I acknowledge Karasu with a nod as I continued towards the drink station to get the water. He seats himself nearest to the bathroom so he can catch me when I come out. Time rushes by and no one asks me to stay later so I clock out before they can and make for the bathroom. Karasu is already at the sink when I get there.

“Ruka’s mad at me.” He tells me as he runs his hands through his jet-black hair finger combing it. I slip into the stall hanging up my duffle bag on the hook pulling a few things out of it.

“When isn’t she mad at you?” I smirk from behind the safety of the door. I hear the door in the stall over open and close and not long before I hear Karasu’s voice above.

“Hurry up and get those off.” He muses staring down at me trying to look down my shirt like I’m some teenaged girl he’s spying on in the locker room. “Where’s the Glory hole in this bitch?” He asks laughing at his own joke.

I roll my eyes as I remove my shirt revealing a white tank underneath. Karasu lets out a disappointed sigh.

“You got an order in from Itsuki.”

“How much this time?” I ask through the fabric of my tee. I pull my head through and try to estimate how much I’ve already given this guy since I’ve been back in school. Over the summer my stash was more fluent. During school it’s harder for me to grow and keep up with the demand of the product even with Karasu lending me his off campus apartment to do so.

“Just two dimes.” Karasu replies, I hear his feet hit the floor after he hops down off the toilet seat. “He claims it keeps his lover leveled.” He gives a short harsh laugh at that.

“Bout to start charging a higher price.” I mumble as I hop into my jeans. I fastened them and unlock the door to the stall. Karasu is back in the mirror going over his eyes with a black pencil. I shake my head at him.

“What are we getting into tonight?” I ask. I wasn’t really up for it but after working all the damned hours I felt like I needed some down time.

“A little of this. A little of that.” He replies silkily. “We might be solo tonight tho since the girls are on the rag or some shit like that.”

I let out a chuckle. “How bad did you fuck up with Ruka?”

“Probably gonna have to buy her some thing shiny.” Karasu pushes the door open as we leave the bathroom. “I’ll borrow your phone and call her later.”

All that money and didn’t own a damn cell phone. It makes no sense.

The California nightlife is calling our names. Girlfriend issues will have to wait until tomorrow. First we make our drop off.
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I don't know why the size of the front keeps changing or how to fix it. Once again Golden Kitsune thanks for your interest in my WIP. Next chapter will be posted later on this week.
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A crash course you can't be graded on: LIFE