Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Farewell Butterfli ❯ The First Day of School ( Chapter 3 )

Third chapter, looks like I'm on a roll!! Oh yes, and what Kuwabara says is "OW! If you weren't a girl, I would hit you!" but I had to shorten it to "OW! If you no a girl, I hit you!"

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Farewell Butterfli

By Ryoken

Kuwabara's first day at gym class was not what he had been expecting. There was a girl in his class, VT was her name, who took every chance she got to torture him in some way.

"ITTAI!!!! Nara yuhi atoneesan, ore seikou omaesan!!!" Kuwabara yelled at VT as she bounced the ball off of his head.

"Awww, did that hurt?" She teased evilly, not knowing very much Japanese, but enough to know he was getting annoyed. She quickly dodged around him with the ball, weaving in and around the other players, and then scored two points. She bounced the ball back and forth a little and then passed to another teammate. As she jogged past, she stuck her tongue out at him. He was getting more furious by the minute. 'Hmm, this guy seems really familiar to me...but I can't place my finger on where I've seen him before,' VT thought as she hurried to the person who'd stolen the ball from her team.

VT's thoughts moved back to the game once she'd gotten the ball back, and she forgot about how familiar he seemed until the teacher blew the whistle, signaling that it was time to "hit the showers," as their teacher referred to it as.

When Kuwabara got into the locker room, he could tell the other boys were making fun of him, although he hadn't the slightest idea as to what they were saying. But he soon made it very clear that he should not be messed with by making an example of the nearest boy who was laughing.

"This is so stupid, they're all baka ningens, I swear," Hiei muttered to himself as he left the classroom. Botan had enrolled him in a basic math class when Hiei knew more math than Botan ever would. Of course, Botan had no way of knowing this.

"Baka ningens..." He kept muttering under his breath as he made his way to the next class, which was only four doors down. He went inside and found himself in a room full of computers. "Shimatta...You've gotta be kidding me...I don't know how to work these baka machines..." Hiei said in Japanese.

"Oh, you must be one of the exchange students," said a woman from behind. Hiei turned around to see a rather short adult woman with ridiculously long blonde hair and glasses. "I'm Mrs. Heison, the teacher here," she said, trying to indicate in charade-like symbols who she was.

"He can speak English quite well, I assure you," said a familiar voice. Hiei turned to see Kurama and a girl beside him who he could've easily mistaken for Kurama, had he seen her from the back.

"Oh, good. I was afraid I'd have to be doing sign language for the rest of the year," she laughed. She scooped up a clipboard from her desk and studied it a while.

"Let's see, you two are, I'm infamous for butchering names, Kojoe and and Highnote?"

"That's Koujou and Hinote," Kurama corrected.

"Ok; it'll take me a lot longer to learn those names, so bear with me. Koujou, you can take the computer in left third row seat, far left, and Hinote, you can sit one down and to the right from Mizu here. If you need to change seats because you can't see very well, don't hesitate to ask me to move you," she said with a smile, and left the three alone.

"Coming here to America must be a tough change, huh?" Mizu said, trying to rid them of the silence.

"For us, no. The work is a lot easier than it ever was back in Japan, although I imagine Shinzui and Chijin aren't having it quite as easy as we are," Kurama commented. Hiei stiffled a snort at the name Chijin.

"How so?"

"Well, they weren't exactly the brightest of students at school. I'm sure they won't be trying to become top students here, if they didn't even really try back in Japan," he remarked.

"Ah, I see." At that time, the two minute bell rang. "I'll show Hinote where he sits," Mizu said, waving him towards the back. "This," Mizu said, placing a hand on the monitor "is your computer." Then she went to the computer on the far right behind Hiei, grabbing a manual on how to use Dreamweaver, and sat down, opening the book to a certain page.

<Kurama, you know to work these "computers", right?> Hiei asked.

<Hang on, let me see...Yes, there's a switch in the back of the monitor, and a button you have to press on the modem, below the desk.> Kurama replied, knowing Hiei had never used a computer in his life. Hiei did as he had said, and soon the black screen had strange words on it and a neon yellow and green symbol on it. 'Well, that was easy enough,' he thought.

"Mizu, would you get our new students their usernames and see what they know?" Mrs. Heison asked from her own computer; students were bombarding her with various questions.

"Sure thing, Mrs. H.," she replied. She went to Hiei first, and then to Kurama, and took them to the back computer. She sat in the chair and used a few mouse clicks, typed a few words, then got up again, motioning for Hiei to sit down. "Choose a password, type it in, and make sure you don't forget what it is!" She said. He quickly thought of one, and started typing. He looked up at the screen and saw that the letters had been replaced with *s. He erased it and tried typing it again. Mizu leaned over to Kurama. "Has he ever used a computer?"

"No, this is his first time," he replied.

"I heard that." Kurama shrugged.

"Don't worry, Hinote, your password's on there; it's just disguising it so that other people around you won't know what it is if they're looking over your shoulder." She leaned over Hiei's shoulder, and clicked the mouse again. "Type it again, that way you know if you've spelt it right." He did. "Ok, Hinote, your username is 0235, so use that password you made to get into it, ok?"

"Fine," he said, and he went back to his seat.

The rest of the period went smoothly, Mizu "taught" Hiei how to get into the basic typing program, where he could learn to type on the keyboard. He was a fast learner though, and was soon typing at a speed even Mizu couldn't go. But the bell for second period's end soon rang, and it was time to head for third period.

"Hey Koujou, you guys wanna hang out with my friends and I at lunch? I'm sure you don't have anywhere else to go, seeing as it's your first day and all," Mizu asked as they went out the door.

"What do you think?" Kurama asked of Hiei.

"Hn, I really don't care."

"I'll consult with Shinzui and Chijin, but I'm sure they'll agree."

"Great! I'll meet you guys by the two hundred's front door, over there," she said, pointing to the doors that lead to the quad. Kurama nodded, and Mizu took off to her next class.

"Why are you making friends with such stupid humans anyway, Kurama?" Hiei said, making sure no one else could eavesdrop by speaking in Japanese.

"Wasn't it our mission to find the girls whom we're supposed to protect by making friends?" Kurama said.

"He said infiltrate, not make friends," Hiei quoted.

"And what better way to infiltrate than to become friends with a possible enemy?" He said as he split from Hiei to cross the faculty parking lot to the little theatre and Drama class.

"Oh no...not her again!!" Kuwabara complained to Urameshi as he spotted the familiar green streaked hair.

"You seen her before?" Yusuke asked.

"Yeah. She's in gym class; she kept bouncing the ball off of my head!!" He growled. Yusuke couldn't keep himself from laughing out loud and drawing attention to themselves.

"She bounced a ball off of your head?!!?" He repeated, still laughing. Kuwabara grabbed him by the collar.

"It's not funny, Urameshi!!" He said, danger growing in his tone.

"Break it up, you two!!" The teacher said from inside the classroom.

"Well well, if it isn't Chijin-boy!!" VT said as she walked up to the two. Yusuke and Kuwabara were a little unnerved that she seemed to know Japanese.

"Onmitsu Shinzui desu. Dochirasama?(My name is_____. Who are you?)" Yusuke said.

"Uh...Hello to you, too," she said, not exactly sure what he had just said.

Yusuke grinned. Oh this was going to be too easy. "Konichiwa Hello to you too."

VT laughed. "Oh, I'm VT. So you're, uhm...Shinzui?"

"Hai."

"Class, if you'll sit down, we'll begin today's lesson," the teacher, Mr. Le Mire, the most boring teacher in the entire school. With his monotone voice, he put Yusuke, Kuwabara, and VT into a deep sleep. When they awoke, they had five minutes to get to their next classes.

"Hey, Shinzui, meet me over by the gate during lunch," VT shouted as they ran opposite ways, pointing at the large fence behind her. "We can hang out at my spot."

"O.K.!"

"Bring your friends!"

For the next period, no one saw each other unless they were in the hall. Then the final bell rang signaling lunchtime.

The four boys hurried to their designated meeting spot behind the welding shop that they had agreed on before.

"Find anything yet?" Yusuke said.

"Well, not really; but we did meet someone who wanted to meet us all at lunch," Kurama said.

"So did we."

"What now?" Kuwabara asked.

"We'll split up; Kuwabara and Kurama, go with our friend, and Hiei and I with yours, that way someone can translate. Meet at the message board over by the front of the school after school's out," Yusuke said. The four split up and met with their friends. They, Mizu and VT included, were all very much surprised when they met up together at the exact same place: the big tree at the end of the grass in between the halls.

Ok, that's all for now! ^_^ Kinda boring I guess, but that's ok, it'll get better!