Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or Yu Yu Hakusho; they both belong to their respective owners/creators.

AN: Alright, so this is written in an entirely different way than I usually write. It just kind of wrote itself, to be honest.

Prompt: We never talk but we make eye contact whenever anyone says something incredibly stupid during class AU

I don't know when it started.

As far back as I can recall is maybe a couple months ago, every time someone said something questionable we would share a glance.

Eye contact, that's all.

We wouldn't talk to each other beyond the "Good morning!", "Good afternoon!" polite interaction.

Polite smile. Polite greeting.

We're both studying the same thing, herbal medicine. My whole adventure, while done with, is still part of who I am and it shaped me into who I am today. I remember my friends dearly and I'm sure they lived long happy lives, likewise I will do the same. I actually started to enjoy the hobbies of a priestess and still recall Kaede's lessons, thus I started focusing more in my grandfather's teachings and decided for my current career.

We don't share all the same classes, but the three we do we always end up sitting near each other. I never really realize it until we share that glance.

No matter where we are sitting, our gazes always find each other. And that's when I notice that we're always, at most, one seat apart.

It's strange.

Too strange.

I still have my powers, I meditate if I wake up too early (my inner clock apparently still set to Inuyasha time despite all these years) and every weekend for at least an hour. Just to make sure everything is alright and my powers don't go berseker on me. I can easily sense the people and the demons around me, the latter tending to avoid me as if on instinct alone.

In spite of this, this green eyed guy (demon?) escapes my notice, and I just can't seem to figure out how or why. My powers are always on edge around demons, good or bad, and this guys feels… demony?

Urgh.

He feels like a demon and like a human, I just don't understand. I mean, clearly just looking at him gives me reason enough to believe him to be a demon. His coloring being enough to pinpoint him anywhere: rich red hair, long and full, and incredible green eyes with eyelashes that make me… they just make me…

So damn jealous.

And then he has this very charming voice, everytime he participates in class you can practically hear the girls sighing happily.

Clearly a demon, he has to be.

At least a half demon.

It's enough to say that it happened again yesterday. We share a class which happens to be a "common" one, filled with students from different areas of studies. We shared our usual greeting and I went back to looking out the window listening to music.

Once class started, it happened. It was only a matter of time.

It always happens.

While we were taking our test someone asks the professor a question.

"Professor, which one is the horizontal and vertical line again?"

And what a question it was.

My eyes met with his, his green eyes reflecting the exact same emotions I felt.

Exasperation and amusement.

Holding back our laughs we returned to completing our test.

I, honestly, don't know when I started looking forward to our little moments. I can't even control myself from not looking at him when it happens.

It even happened with a teacher once. He said something stupid about how in Brazil people spoke Brazilian and not Portuguese.

We shared the look.

Once the teacher left, I let out the laugh I couldn't hold back any longer. I froze when a deep laugh followed soon after mine and started back up again, his laugh contagious.

We shared another glance once our laughter subsided and we smiled.

Full of humor.

Not polite.

We waved and said goodbye.

AN: This was originally posted in my tumblr a year ago, but I figured I might as well post it here.

Why not.

There's one more chapter for this one.