"Addicted To You"

"My brain feels all twisted like I've just discovered I've been staring out of the wrong side of my head all my life." -Brother Dear

Kurama laughed out loud when he read that sentance out of his english novel. All around him were students reading the same piece of literature but none of them seemed to appreciate its humour. To him, english class was interesting and almost fun but to everyone else in that class it was a time to catch up on some sleep. Kurama looked at his friend, Yusuke, who was face down on his desk next to him. Judging by the rise and fall of his shoulders and the occasional snort, Yusuke was asleep. Kurama smirked and hit him over the head with his novel. Yusuke snapped upright, "I don't know," he said automatically, as though the teacher had asked him a question. Kurama laughed and pretended to be deeply into his book like the rest of the class. Yusuke saw his friend trying not to look guilty and he threw his pencil at him.

"I was having a dream too." He grumbled. Kurama looked up from his book and recieved the pencil in the forehead. "Ah! It was for your own good, Yusuke," He countered, "You'll never pass if you sleep through all your classes."

Yusuke snorted, "You think I care? I only come to school so I don't have to be at home all day."

"Your education is important. If you don't get through highschool--"

"Geez Kurama, you sound like my guidence coucilor. I think it's time you loosened up and acted irresponsible like the rest of us."

Kurama made a face. "You're irresponsible enough for the both of us. Besides, I like school." Yusuke rolled his eyes at the redhead. "What you need is a distraction. Something to get your mind off all this education..."

"I don't need any distractions. You need discipline. I almost never see you at school and on the rare occasion you actually do show up, you fall asleep through class."

"Hey, I'm learning!" Yusuke challenged, "I'm learning to catch up on all the sleep I missed on the weekend." he said matter-of-factly. The teacher began writting on the blackboard and he instructed the class to copy the note. Yusuke groaned.

Near the end of the period Yusuke had written about two words on his paper. The bell announced the end ofthe period and the two friends parted and headed for their next classes.

Kurama hummed to himself as he strolled down the halls, saying hi to people he knew along the way. Guys and girls alike would stop to greet him and or slap him high fives in the hall and Kurama loved the attention. He was just about in the doorway of his gym class when he was shoved out of the way by a shorter boy with black, spikey hair who grumbled something as he walked by. Kurama had never seen this boy before and he watched the teen approach the teacher with an admission slip before he took his seat at the back of the class. When everyone was seated, the teacher introduced the boy. "I'd like you all to meet our new student," he told them, "Hiei is from a different city. This is his first time here in Tokyo so I want you all to be curtious to him and make him feel welcome."

The boy named Hiei nodded to the class and took the empty seat next to Kurama. Immediately the class erupted in chatter. Kurama glanced at the spikey haired teen next to him. His shirt, shoes and pants were all black and he sat with his arms folded protectively across his chest. He stared icily at his desktop, not speaking to anyone. Kurama's heart skipped. This boy made him feel like there were butterflies in his stomach and he couldn't look away.

"Hey Kurama. Are we in the gym today?" The boy in front of him asked. Kurama blinked a few times after being snapped out of his awkward stare." Yes, I think so."

"Okay guys," the teacher announced, "Let's head down to the gym."