Hiruma POV

What's the most infuriating thing on the face of earth? Someone who you couldn't black-mail, threaten, or otherwise use for your own purpose. Its maddening! I never thought such a human would exist. But Behold, one such person exists!

"Youichi." The infuriating female leaned over the back of the couch, her dark red hair draping behind my neck, "This is what you wanted, neh?" She held out a folder of photos. I reached for the folder, her drawing it quickly away the moment my finger-tips brushed it. I looked over my shoulder at her, giving her a dark glare. She laughed like it was the most amusing thing ever, handing me the folder.

I snatched it from her hands, still giving her a death glare, "You're testing my patience, red-haired bitch."

Her laugh rang out some more, "Your sweet nick-name for me always tickles my ears!" I inwardly sighed, exhausted. This woman had no sense! This woman made no sense!

I should've known she was crazy from the second we met. The second she pushed into my life!

I woke one morning, as usual, prepared for school, went out to my living room...to find the most unusual thing. A person on my couch! A person I didn't even know on my couch! I instantly went for my machine gun, letting a round sing out loudly, before pointing it at her. She woke slowly, no fear written on her, not even jilted.

"Who the fuck are you!? Why are you in my house!?" I demanded.

She smiled, like she was a spider who had caught a fly in her net, "What a way to greet a guest. I knew you'd be interesting! I'm Cherry, I'll be staying here from now on." CRAZY BITCH! She had even admitted to using lock-picks to get in!

Why I didn't kick her out was quite simple. I thought she was a nut-case, and that I could use that against her. Turns out, she didn't even exist- at least according to the system, even the underground system said she didn't exist. And by the time I figured out that this woman was wicked, shameless, and quite clever, ergo not someone I could manipulate and use at will, she had already built herself into my world.

"Youichi..." She coo-ed into my ear, her breath abnormally hot as per norm. I knew I was in trouble when I realized that I was actually starting the like the crazy bitch.

All of her. Personality, attitude...

Physically even. Black cherry red hair, eyes as cold as ice and the same enchanting shade, and, fucking hell, one great body.

I hated to admit it, but I was seriously in trouble.