Akiko was sitting on the hard wooden bench outside of the classroom. She had been sent out of the room for being disrespectful. She knew that the sensei would have called Ryuu, Philip, or Shoutarou, or Shou-Chan as he was affectionately called (not by me, of course, he's just a plain BAKA). So I sat there my head in my hands I have had the worst three days of a new school year ever. I've spent more time in either the Principal's office or out of the classroom for my behavior issues. Things were about to get bad I could feel it.

The Stag Phone, Shotarou's Go-To item, rang incessantly. Of course, he knew who it was, Philip. So, instead of answering the call, he just slapped on the Double Driver. It connected their minds instantly.

"Partner, you called?" Shoutarou said with a touch of annoyance in his voice. "You have to call now? I'm in the middle of finishing a report."

"I'm sorry, but I was doing some odd research and I came across a few hidden files about Akiko. I wanted some help to understand them." I said as I thought quietly to myself.

"Shoot."

"Well, one file has the letters IEP on it and when I look it up I cant seem to narrow it down to understand it. The second is her transfer file from her other school to this one, there are too many pink papers in it for me to comprehend. Thirdly, a new flag just went up in her new file there at the school. What does this mean? Did her mother not care?"

"Don't know. Let me talk to Watcherman and Santa-Chan ad we will figure it out."

"Ok, I am going to stay here and do some more research."

"Let me know what you come up with." Shoutarou hung up, and started up the HardBoilder, and sped off to Kazehana High School, Akiko's Current School.

"Alright, will do." I said as I hung up and listened as my partner took off to go in search for more information.

As Shotarou made it to the school, he saw Akiko near the steps, crying.

I sat there quietly with my head in my hands. I didn't really wanna face any of the boys. I was in for a long night.

We drove to the agency. "Care to explain some of this?"

"No, not really Shotarou. I'm just having a rough patch." I said as I went to my room. I threw my bag down on the floor by the couch before I headed to my room. I didn't realize that my bag hadn't clasped, the file of the parent letters and office referrals fell part way out.

"What's all this then?" Shotarou asked as he picked up the papers and knocked on the door.

"It's open." I said from my bed, I didn't bother to look up from where I was laying facing the wall.

"Get your butt over here." Shotarou said sternly.

I rolled over with huff; I got up and walked to my bedroom door. "What Shotarou?"

"I see all of this shit. Now get your ass over to the couch this instant." I said with a growl.

I walked by you quickly and went to the couch. "What stuff?" I asked as I didn't see my bag.

"Your slips that fell out of that." I pointed to the open bag on the floor.

I looked down and saw the pink slips that were half way out of my bag. I bit my lip. I chose not to respond verbally. I kept my eyes down, not wanting to make eye contact with you.

"Explain yourself... NOW."

I swallowed hard, and sat up on the couch, still keeping my head downcast away from you. "It's nothing important Shotarou." I said quietly.

"BULLSHIT!" I roared, projecting my voice.

I stayed silent. I had never seen Shotarou this upset. So I did what I thought was best at the time and that was to stay quiet.

"Do you know what you did was wrong and that you need to be punished? I'm very disappointed in you." shotarou said, eyes downcast.

"I didn't do anything wrong Shotarou, I'm my own guardian, I don't have to answer to anyone." I said snappily.

"Not true, you live with us. Therefore, I AM your guardian."