I stand in the gate to my school. The day hasn't been going for long, and its around ten o'clock. Looking around the grounds, I note this is going to be an interesting second year of highschool.

  My name is Ikari. I know it seems a little strange. It's abnormal for a child to be directly named hatred or rage. Blame my parents. They had a unique sense of humor. I start walking in to find my classes when someone cuts directly in front of me before apologizing.

  I sneer at her inside but I put a dazzling smile on my face. "No, it's my fault, I just started moving when you moved in front, I just didn't see right!" I beam at her. I watch her as a flush spreads across her face.

  "Ah...ok." She mumbles behind her hands.

  Why does every girl do this when I smile? They act like some damn romcom girl. As she scurries away, I take out my phone, and stare at the contact that kept me up the entire night.

  'Fujiwara sute' I growl internally at my luck. The bitch is coming back.

  I walk inside the school, and change my shoes. Scratching my head and yawning, I wonder why we do this. It doesn't make much sense and it wastes time. I prefer eastern culture.

  Walking around looking for class 2-1, I regret not memorizing the classrooms of other grades. Walking down the hall, I see long black hair disappear around the corner. I feel it boil inside me.

  Playing it off, I keep walking along until I find my class. Making a pleased sound, I slide the door and look at the board.

  I stop.

  "TADAAAAA!" A collection of students cheer as they pop confetti.

  A silence falls as they wait for me to smile.

  "Oh, is this all for me? I smile as I pick the aftermath off my uniform. "Get the broom."

  They all shuffle around as they begin to clean their mess.

  "Sorry man, We just wanted to congratulate you on scoring perfect again..."

  "You can do that by picking up your mess." I remark.

  A transfer from america, who I thought was going back after last year walks up and daps me up.

  "What's up?" Josh asks.

  Last year, josh transferred from america for some foreign thing. I'm pretty sure he just had a thing for japanese girls, because that's all he did. He almost failed if I hadn't tutored him at the end, which led to our friendship, but he's slimmed down quite a bit. If i remember right, he was 400 in freedom units. (pounds)

  "Not much, didn't expect you to stay here after barely passing last year." I reply.

  "Yeah...my dad pulled some strings so now I'm here on a work visa, and have permission from the school." He replies.

  "Sweet, you look pretty good too, what did you do to lose it all?" I ask.

  "Drugs." He replies straight-faced.

  I stare at him before remembering his humor.

  "Weight-loss pills huh?" I reply

  "Aw man, you spend too much time around me if you knew I meant pharmaceutical..." He replies downtrodden. "But at least this year I've already gotten confessions. I think four." He informs me.

  "Did you accept?" I ask

  "Hell no, I saw a goddess this morning with long black hair, and she's my target!" He yells.

  "Will you two behave and talk in japanese? You know you two are the only ones here fluent in it." Kaito asks. Kaito is a council member, and someone I know well. Though we keep it a secret. It'll be troublesome if anyone knew how we actually met.

  I should just introduce all of them, I'll see them often.

  My school is pretty foreign heavy, so lots of Non-natives come here, so there isn't solely japanese names, which is good because I hate them.

  First up is Natalya, a slavic in origin, though no one knows the original country, though it's theorized it's latvia, due to the beauty that originates from there. She is pale, like snow, and has blonde hair like wheat fields. She is tall, and has feminine features. Renowned across school for being cold, though I've never had that issue. And no, she isn't named the ice princess. No one does that in real life. It's weird.

  Noticing my gaze, she looks up from the floor she is sweeping, and smiles broadly at me, while tucking her hair behind her ear sweetly.

  Oh hell no, my rejection didn't work last year. Rather than fixating on despair, i turn my attention to Matsuoka Aya. The student council president, though she graduates soon, and need to convince a successor that it won't kill them.

  She's...average. I don't think she's gorgeous, but every other boy in the school does. I guess I'm just more into foreigners.

  As they clean up and people begin to trickle into class, the teacher comes in and writes the seating chart on the board.

  Turning around, he commands to sit in the seat's. But he turns to me.

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  "Of course you can choose where you want to sit, you don't cause issues and a score the highest." He says.

  Once the words are out and I nod, every girl in the class swoons and start dramatic lines about how they are the best to sit with.

  Ignoring them, I turn to sit in the back, And sit down the same moment the long black hair demon does too.

  "Hello Ikari." She greets pleasantly.

  I'm up in an instant. I have her by the throat as I cave in her skull with mine. The blood slickens the floor as I stand.

  "Hello Sute." I respond as I restrain my imagination.

  Thousands of images flash by my mind as I sit restrained.

  Choking the life out of her. Throwing her out the window.

  I can't stand it anymore. If I can't hurt her till I kill her outside, I'll kill her on the inside.

  I bolt up from my seat.

  I stare down on her as she gazes up in mild...fear? No...lust.

  "No, Sute, I will not just greet you with pleasantries after the last time I saw you." I answer coldly.

  She gazes up into my eyes meekly.

  "But it's...it was so long ago Ikari...I'm not like that any more..." She murmurs as she lowers her head.

  "The fuck you are." I growl. "You left me in that street you pathetic bitch. You told me you wouldn't be friends with a boy who couldn't keep his family intact as I begged for a home. I begged for a place to stay, and you told me tokyo had enough alleys for me. You told me you couldn't stay in the same place that held memories of me." My chest heaves as it offloads.

  "You told me that you would forgive me if I came back..." She mumbles as tears begin to roll down her face.

  "Sorry, but the stupid idiotic boy who would died the day I saw you turn your back on a starving boy." I grunt. "It's a miracle enough that you can enter this school without me blocking you, but you have the guts to text me. you have the guts to text me that you had missed me, and in the absence, fallen for me? The whole night you blew my phone up with words I wish I could forget. Have a child with you? Date you? Even to be friends would be too much." I say, with an edge of steel. "For years, I was broken, worse than my family. I didn't even have enough money to live."

  The classroom is silent as the words reach an audience not intended for them.

  "I became perfect. I perfected my body, so I could fight off homeless people seeking to consume me in the sewers. I lived underground for almost two years, before I could get up to the surface and survive. When I found a source of income, I started going to school again, storing my uniform in a plastic bag hidden so it wouldn't be stolen. I realized that my life was never gonna get easier, and I decided to make others life easy so they won't feel how did. I am a broken boy, Sute. you made me broken."

  She looks at me, as I raise my shirt to reveal scars littering my body.

  "I have to change in stalls for PE, because I'm scared to reveal my scars? I have over 13 shot wounds, and 4 of them still sitting inside, from before I learned how to dress wounds. I actually have a doctor appointment in a couple weeks to remove them, because it's starting to get infected again, even after so long. Fun fact, even being completely illegal and almost impossible to get, pistols riddle the homeless people? I have gone through hell, and am making a heaven for me."

  She mumbles something, almost impossible to hear.

  "What is it you're saying bitch?" I asking, in a tone impossible to mistake.

  She lunges at me, sobbing, pulling my shirt back down. "I can't take looking at your pain!" She sobs as she rolls her sleeves up, revealing burn marks, like cigarettes. I'd know. I have them on my feet. I used the pain to stay awake the first few months at night before I learned how to stagger my sleeping schedule.

  "He gave them to me!" She sobs, ugly crying, even though I don't see any snot. Thank god. It's disgusting. "Mom was remarrying to your dad and we were moving in with him, I didn't know it was him until I saw him for the first time. He was horrible! He'd burn me and then go sleep with mom, and that's all it'd be! I thought moving away was good for you Ikari! I thought you received your inheritance, but he stole it! And once I escaped and called the cops, I went to ground and searched for you! But I had become unstable, and I've been in an a mental hospital since! I was just declared no longer suicidal!"

  "I dont give a damn. You want me back? Work for it. Score higher than me. In everything." I snarl.

  She sobs again, and dashes toward the window, which was open to let the scent of the wind in.

  Shit. The world seems to slow down. Most would dash right for her, but I start walking around marveling how even when getting shot, it didn't slow down like this.

  Even now I still love her while hating her.

  But I wasted too much time. Remembering time is still passing for real, I spin around and see her pushing her legs off the ledge into air. I thought she was faking, just trying to get a reaction. She wasn't.

  I move before I even knew I was.

  I hit the ledge and reach out, but she's too far out to reach. Looking down, I notice the spiked fence, and my heart drops. I climb up faster then I knew I could move and leap.

  I hear Josh scream my name, and say he can't lose a friend again.

  I reach her, and curl her in my arms, and flip her to face the sky as I know what's about to happen.

  I push her up towards the classroom, and she makes it and grips the ledge, Surprising for a suicidal girl.

  Shiiick

  I feel it, and I can't deny it.

  It missed my intestines! or slipped past. I don't know. After being shot, this doesn't hurt too bad. Gazing up as Sute, I realize something and smirk.

  "Well, well, well, little missy likes lace huh? You should be more modest, You're only 16!" I call to her playfully as she dangles, clearly flustering her.

  "Shut up!" She squeals, as she kicks her legs trying to blur my view that I'm trying to ignore, "But, if you're talking, that means it didn't impale you right?" She asks hopefully.

  "Yeah, you could say that!"

  I scream as I move.

  "What's wrong Ikari !?" She yells, as her view is a brick wall.

  "Well, I'm trying to unmaim myself and then dress the wound, but my abs are what's used to sit up, or mostly move, and that's kinda what's impaled." I remark dryly "Also, I tossed you to a window. not our classrooms window, that one is empty. No one is going to pull you up. You are also only sixish feet off the ground. I'm also ble~ oh hey, it's the four bullets! Thanks for doing my surgery, fence! As I was saying, I moved and slacked the wounds seal, and am going to bleed out in ten minutes or so. Normally I would refuse to remove it until I see a doc, so I wouldn't die, but I don't think we're moving a whole fence."

  I wait, and notice Sute appear next to my face, and steals a kiss.

  "Damn. When'd you learn to kiss? Last time you did, you pecked me like a bird. Who taught you tongue?" I ask surprised.

  "Step father. Your dad." She said as she stares into my face.

  "I'll fucking murder that pedo." I say dead pan.

  "I asked him, and he told me how. It was before he turned evil. I learned long before the peck, I was just shy." She says dead serious before starting to kiss again.

  "Ok you hormonal teen! I'll let you kiss me, but let's save me first. tear my shirt and pack the wound the moment we slide me off,don't stop no matter how much I screa-" I cut off as she tears my shirt and flips me off the fence. Landing on my feet, She shoves it in, with a little blood spraying her face.

  "You're a little iron deficient." She murmurs as she lays her ear to my heartbeat.

  "How'd you know?" I ask.

  "I can taste it." She says as she looks up and licks a bit of blood from her cheek.

  "This is romantically charged in the worst way." I reply as she licks my stomach.

  "I suppose I didn't clear up what I meant with your dad. He never laid a hand on me during teaching me, nor lips to lips. He just told me how. Or rather gave me a book that did. Besides, He's already dead." She dead pans.

  "Oh."

  I hear panting from around the corner approaching. I assume it's Josh and Natalya.

  Looking back down at Sute, I speak. 'I want you to know, this was a one time thing. I am not an object of your obsession. I am not interested. I will simply not see another die because of me."