Today was the day that I was suppose to leave.

And I felt like being sadistic.

So I didn't feel like telling anyone.

So a sob there. A whine here to make it not suspicious.

And when Yusuke lugged all of my stuff downstair, I got everyone around me.

"Ey guys! I have something important to say! Um, ok. So I want to tell you guys...that you guys have became my family for the past 6 months"

"Awww. We'll miss you so much", Keiko sniffed.

"But", I interupted her,"I won't be missing anyone here".Cue the idignant look from almost everybody."Wait a minute. Let me explain. I mean, I won't be missing anyone...cause I'll be staying here!".

Silence.

Silence.

CHEEEERRRIIINNNGGGG.

WOO! Yeah! The wierd chick is staying here for good!

"Yeah, I totally knew that she was staying", Kuwabara exclaimed.

"Pssh. Yeah right, You were near tears, you big baby! Ahahahaha", Yusuke roared with laughter.

"NO I WASN'T CRYING! Beside, you were crying too!"

"DID NOT!"

"DID TOO!"

"SO NOT!"

"SO...SO!"

...Those idiots. I just told them something uber important and now they're off arguing like a couple of toddlers over who cried?

"Um...guys?", I eeped.

Yes. Again. I eep a lot.

Kurama think its cute.

I think its stupid.

But if Kurama think something is cute, then it is.

Because he should know all about cute.

BECAUSE HE ISSSSS!

"Are you really staying here forever?", Kurama walked up and ask.

"YES!", I grin,"Unless you're kicking me out?".

Oh god, if he said yes, I'll cry.

Seriously.

I will.

"Silly. Of course I'll never do that".

Squealing like a maniac, I latched on to Kurama's shoulder and planted a kiss right on his lips.

Hands on hip.

Lips touching lips.

Beside the squeals from Keiko and Botan, the catcalls from Yusuke and Kuwabara and the "Horny humans..." remarks from Hiei. I wish this moment would never, ever stop.

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Bonus Story- The BBQ

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So in honor of me staying at the house and impose on there for...ever. The guys decided to throw a BBQ party.

It seemed like a good idea at the time...

...but then.

"HIEI! STOP IT. YOU'RE BURNING THE FOOD!"

"YEAH DUDE. You know, for a fire demon, you suck at using the barbeque"

"FUCK YOU. Shut up. I don't need to do this right now."

"...Hiei-san. Please, control yourself..."

Poor Yukina.

If only she know that stupid hot head IS her brother.

"I think it was a bad idea to let those 3 near the food", I commented lamely.

Yes. Ms.Point-out-the-obvious-a-lot is here to stay!
"Yukina should be able to watch out for them", Kurama laughed.

Yeah right. As if.

But then again, Mr.I'm-a-cute-little-midget-fire-demon have a sister complex, so he'll probably calm down enough to listen to her.

We were using the guys' humongous backyard as our location.

It was huge.

And there was a BIG garden.

Probably courtesy of Kurama.

And a patio with a basketball court next to it.

...basketball?

Hmmm.

"EEEEY! GUYS! LEAVE HIEI ALONE! We'll play basketball. 2 on 2. Kurama and I against you two, deal? Whoever lose have to clean after the party", I yelled at the two basketcase loudly, waving my arms for a more dramatic effect.

"You're screwed", Botan sing songed,"Those two get pretty competitive when it come to basketballs."

Dammit.

Wasn't couting on that.

But if I was going down, atleast Kurama was going down with me...

...wow. That sound really perverted.

NO. SHUT UP!

STOP!

DON'T CROSS INTO THAT TERITORY!

"Sakura. Finish talking to yourself yet?", Yusuke grin, arm holding a blue basketball. He took off his shirt, I see.

Stupid boys...

Always showing off their stomachs.

Kuwabara laugh and took off his shirt too and yelled back at Kurama,"Hey. You should do the same, Kurama. I'm sure Sakura wouldn't mind the view."

WHHAA!

Not that I would complain if he did it...

BUT STILL!

Don't say it outloud, dammit!

"Shut up, Kuwabara. Just prepare yourself!"

Yeah right. Even with Kurama's help. I got smoked.

I was 5'4. Not exactly TALL!

Short. Hmm. Yeah. Midget-like, almost. Whatever.

I'm not even good at basketball. For almost all my life, I only play soccer.

Kuwabara didn't even try to shoot, dammit.

He just walked over and calmly drop the ball in the basket.

Stupid tall people...

Kurama was suprisingly good at basketball. But I guess he is good at everything.

At the end of the game, Yusuke and Kuwabara was sweating like crazy, I look like crap...

...but Kurama was HOT.

...er...HOT-er.

Since when have sweaty boys be so hooooooot?

"Haha. I guess you two are cleaning up afterward.", The dork with the orange hair announced victoriously.

"Shuddap", I grinned, sticking out my tounge and clinged on to Kurama again.

The food was suprisingly not burnt since Keiko kicked Hiei out of being in charge of the grill. The said demon was sitting on a chair, sipping pink lemonade, scowling.

...pink lemonade?

PINK!

"...he drink pink lemonade?", I whisper to Yusuke in total shock.

"..Sometime he drink mango juice too...", he answer back, grinnning like a madman.

Ahahahaha.

THE "EVIL" DEMON WITH THE EVIL EYE DRINK PINK LEMONADE AND MANGO JUICE!

OH MY GOD! THIS IS GOLD.

The party was awesome.

At the end of the day. We eventually roped Yusuke, Kuwabara and Hiei to help out cleaning...

...well...Hiei sorta burned everything that he didn't want to pick up...

WAY TO NOT RECYCLE.

But it was really fun.

And I know that, this won't be the last day that I'll spend with these guys like this.

Because..

I belong here.

With HIM.

And THEM.

-owari-

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Author's Note: I LOVE YOU ALL. OMG. Dude. I didn't expect this story to be as big as it was. I messed up on the 2 final chapter in the first draft when I was writing this. But rewritting this have really been fun. I miss EFD. D: And I hate the sequel. So all of them will be rewritten too. Cause Siren need to know how to write better. Ahahaha. But I hope you like the rewritten versions of EFD. Since some spelling mistake was corrected. I made Sakura less Mary Sued like by taking away her sword abilities. And giving the plot line some actual plot...so people won't be like "WTF!". Ahahahaha. Yeah. Ok.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except Sakura Katchimoto. And some pink lemonade in the fridge.