"Chiyoko!" A girl with long brown hair ran up to the girl who had stopped. Chiyoko. (A/N: Chiyoko means "child of a thousand generations"…makes sense later.)

Chiyoko smiled as she swept her long red hair into a ponytail. "Konnichi wa, Risa!" She waited for her friend to catch up before walking back into the school from the roof, where she'd eaten her lunch.

"I have a question."

"Shoot."

"How long has Daisuke-San liked me?"

Chiyoko didn't seem in the least surprised, she'd known about Daisuke's crush on Risa for a few years now. "Futago-Kun has liked you for the longest time, Risa. I'm honestly surprised you didn't notice it before." (A/N: Futago means "twin".)

Risa crossed her arms over her chest. "Well it's just like with myself and Riku, you can't tell what's going on with us, just with Daisuke-San."

Chiyoko sighed. "Yeah. But I hate that stupid "twin telepathy" thing that goes on! He always knows when I'm sad."

"What do you have to be sad about?" Risa didn't seem to understand. "You have one of the most perfect lives of anyone here."

Chiyoko managed to fake a smile for her friend's sake. "Yeah, I guess so."

The truth was that she did have pretty much everything she could ever want. Her boyfriend was gorgeous; when they stood next to each other they made everyone in the room lose about 50% of their self-confidence. Her twin brother, Daisuke Niwa, was so cute that most of girls were too shy to approach him. And her best friend, Risa Harada, was one of the most loved girls in the school – only second to herself.

Not that she didn't love everything and everyone she had, but there was always one thing she'd always wanted…but could never have. Her family was the one that carried on the "Dark" gene from generation to generation, but it only carried to the males in the family. The one thing that Chiyoko wanted more than anything was to be Phantom Thief Dark.

Chiyoko sighed. This perfect life I'm making for myself is supposed to compensate for the fact that I can't be Dark. She sat down in her desk when she got to her class and looked out the window. It's not working. I still want more than anything to become a phantom thief.

Daisuke – he had spiky red hair the same shade as Chiyoko's and a face that almost matched hers perfectly – who would normally walk over to his sister when she was distressed like now, was spaced out. He had been since the beginning of lunch.

Chiyoko glanced over at her twin brother for a moment before hanging her head. Besides, I know I could do a much better job at thievery than him! She suddenly became enraged, something that'd been happening a lot lately. I won't be second best to him!!

"Konnichi wa, Chiyoko-San!" A boy semi-spiky brown hair turned the seat in front of her desk around and sat down. He was just finishing tying a green piece of clothe around his left arm that said, "school reporter" in hiragana. (Is that right?)

Chiyoko looked up and sighed when she saw whom it was. "Konnichi wa, Takeshi-Kun." She didn't get along with Takeshi on a normal basis, but with her mood how it can get, even her boyfriend wanted to avoid her sometimes.

"Where's Kohaku?" Takeshi asked in a tone that suggested he really didn't care, but that he was just making sure said boy wouldn't come out of the woodwork to kill him.

Chiyoko sighed again. "Kohaku is sick with the flu today. Now, what do you want?"

Takeshi smiled a bit. "Just curious as to when you'll ever give up on him. Kohaku is never—"

"First off, stop calling Kohaku by just his name like you're good friends! I know you're not; he hates you more than I do! Address him using 'san' or 'kun'!" Chiyoko said, almost at her breaking point. "Secondly, why the fuck do you care if I'm staying with him?!"

Takeshi's face dropped, and he became serious. "I'm sorry to have to point this out to you, Chiyoko-San, but Kohaku-Kun has been gone from school a lot lately."

"I've realized this!" Chiyoko snapped. She had no idea what Takeshi was getting at, but didn't like the direction this conversation was taking. "He's always had a weak immune system, so he's sick a lot!"

Takeshi reached into his pocket for something. "Is that what he told you?"

"Yes! And I know it's true! I've been with him to one of his doctors appointments recently!"

Takeshi looked at what he had in his hand sadly before flipping it upside down and placing it on Chiyoko's desk. "Regardless of whether or not it's true, I'm sorry to have to tell you the real reason he's not here today."

Chiyoko glared at what Takeshi had placed on her desk. "What's that?"

Takeshi stood up and turned the seat he had been sitting in around. "You'll see." He walked back over to where Daisuke was sitting, just staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Chiyoko looked at Takeshi for a moment before looking at the blank side of whatever he had placed on her desk. She took a breath, knowing in her heart that it was something bad, and looked at the other side. Her heart stopped in her chest, her head spun, she felt like screaming even more usual.

What Takeshi had given her had been a photograph of her black haired angel, Kohaku, holding some scantily clad, blonde haired slut in his arms and kissing her like he always kissed Chiyoko. Chiyoko – upon regaining her heartbeat and her ability to breathe – flipped the photograph over to try to find the date the picture was taken…the date was the day before. The day Kohaku had been out of school for a "visit to a hospital in Okinawa" because his kidneys had been bothering him. It seemed that it had been a lie.

Chiyoko stood up to run out of the room before she had a breakdown right there…but her legs refused to move. Her friends standing behind her just looked at her. They all exchanged glances, not sure what to do – or what Chiyoko was thinking.

Eventually, Risa walked over to her. "Chiyoko, is everything okay?"

Chiyoko tried to speak, but couldn't. Instead, she just shook her head; no, nothing was okay. Her perfect love life had just been shattered. Her heart was breaking in a million places. It only added to her bad mood, only made her angrier. But, more than that, she felt betrayed and suddenly very alone. She kept her head down as she felt tears brimming and stinging the edges of her eyes.

"Chiyoko?" Risa put a reassuring hand on her friend's shoulder. "What's wrong?"

Chiyoko slammed the picture back down on her desk. "Everything!" She shoved Risa out of the way and ran out of the room, into the nearest girl's bathroom.

She looked at her now tearstained face when she got into the bathroom in the mirror. Chiyoko shook her head when she saw the look in her eyes. She'd said something wrong when she yelled "everything", and she knew it…but she couldn't help but to say what was truly wrong. Besides, if Risa looked at the picture, she'd think Chiyoko was referring to Kohaku.

It was five minutes before Risa walked in slowly; she'd been trying to figure out just how to comfort her friend. She walked over to Chiyoko. "Chiyoko…everything will turn out okay. It always does…"

Chiyoko wiped her face with the back of her hand before looking back at Risa. "Maybe…maybe not… But, Risa, there's a lot more that's been bothering me lately…that just added to it. I think…I just need a break for a while…"

"A break?"

"From life." Chiyoko walked over to the window, opened it through the metal bars before slipping around the bars and sitting on the ledge of the window.

"Chiyoko?!"

Chiyoko looked back at Risa. "What? It's not that far down, and I can run really fast." She turned around, catching the edge with her hands and resting her feet on the wall. "Just make sure to close the window as soon as I let go."

Risa ran over to the window and looked through the bars. "How can you be so sure you won't hurt yourself?"

Chiyoko smirked. "I've done this thousands of times at my house…and it's much higher up than this is. I'll be fine. Just close the window." She let go of the ledge and landed gracefully on the ground below. Chiyoko looked up and saw Risa shutting the window.

She turned and ran towards the high cement fence, jumping it and running towards the center of town. She'd recognized the restaurant in the background; it was an American fast food place that her, Kohaku, and Risa ate at often.

The time on the picture Takeshi-Kun took was in only twenty more minutes. I have to hurry! Chiyoko pushed her legs to the absolute limit even though she knew she was going to regret it the next day.

…

Chiyoko ignored the weird looks people were giving her. It was the middle of the day and she was still in her uniform, she had anticipated on getting some funny looks.

She saw the fast food restaurant and Kohaku across the street. Upon seeing him, she dove behind a nearby bush, hoping he didn't see her. Chiyoko peered through the twigs and leaves of the bush so she could see her soon to be ex-boyfriend.

Come on, bitch, where are you? She growled in her head. If there were two things she wasn't going to do yet, those were jump out and accuse Kohaku of something she hadn't seen him doing. Regardless of the picture, he would accuse her of being too clingy, something they both agreed to not be the day they started dating.

Suddenly, Kohaku turned his head and smiled gently at the same blonde haired skank that had been in the picture with him. "Alice, I didn't think you would come today!"

An American bitch?!?! WHAT! THE! HELL?!?!?! It was time to jump out and start yelling in Kohaku's face. It was time to ask him why he didn't love her anymore, why he went to some American tourist, or transfer student, or whatever she was, for love.

The blonde haired woman named Alice smiled as her face glowed. "Of course I came my dearest Kohaku!" She started to stroke his face with the lightest touch.

That's it…! Chiyoko ran through the bush and slammed Alice's head into the window of the fast food restaurant.

Kohaku stumbled back a few steps as his mistress fell uselessly to the ground. "W-Who?! Chiyoko?!"

Chiyoko glared at him with all the rage in the world in her eyes. "YOU ARROGANT SON-OF-A-BITCH!!!!!"

He gasped and tried turning around to run off, but she caught the back of his shirt and threw him onto the ground. "P-Please, Chiyoko, spare me!"

She growled at him and picked him up by the neck of his shirt. "Why should I?! You're the one who broke my heart!"
She slammed him onto the ground. "I think I will enjoy watching you suffer!"