Hello! This is my first ever serious fanfiction. I have most of the story in mind and will update whenever I can (I have Chapter 2 done and Chapter 3 is underway.) I would love if people would review. I do not own No. 6. Thanks for reading! :)

It's a pretty small town. The kind that if you blink you miss it. My family has lived here since before I was born. I'm known as the 'delinquent' around here since I refuse to be like all the other stupid, brainwashed kids in my grade. Most of them are the religious, 'church every Sunday' type that never step a toe out of line; there are a few 'secret' druggies and whores but where aren't any; the 'chosen' elite are the more popular families' children, and the much, much smaller part of them are very smart who are always studying so they can get out of this shithole. I don't have that big of a problem of with the smarter kids, only when they talk to me like I'm an idiot.

Everyone thinks that I have no ambition and that I'm probably going to become some drug addict and die in my car. I do have a goal for my life and as impossible as it might sound I want to become a musician. When I was younger, people would always compliment me whenever I did sing. Now they say I need to get my head out of the clouds and start thinking of doing something serious. Well…they can all fuck off. I might not have many talents ‒ other than singing I'm pretty good at fighting and creating things ‒ or be the brightest ‒ I usually stay around the B-C range in all my classes ‒ but at least I'm following my dreams unlike all asswipes in this town.

Another Thursday afternoon and the bell is about to ring for dismissal. Everyone is talking about stupid shit like the hottest new celebrity and homework. I laugh to myself as I think how ridiculous and mundane all of that stuff is. None of it will matter in five years.

The bell finally rings and everyone gets up to leave. I take my time not wanting to get caught in the crowded hallways.

It's empty by the time I leave the classroom and I make my way to my locker with ease. It's quiet and so different from the constant chatter of all the other students. I sigh to myself as the feel of another day ending sets in. I reach my locker and slowly press in the code. I grab my textbooks from inside and close it gently to not break the silence.

"Come on. You know you want to." A female voice whispers in a seducing manner.

"N-no. Now please leave me alone." A male voice says timidly.

"I've never been turned down and many say I'm pretty good." She giggles.

"I already said no. Now please‒" The sound of metal being hit.

"I don't quite understand you but I refuse to be turned down by someone like you."

I turn the corner to see a girl pressed against none other than class president Shion. It's pretty hard to not know who Shion is (you're either blind or have a mental disability). He got very sick when we were in elementary school and nearly died. When he finally got better, he returned with white hair and a red scar. If it had been any other kid, he would have been bullied until he finally snapped and killed himself or all of us. Everyone treated him like his was made of glass; mostly because his mother was so well liked.

I never was friends with him per say but I never hated him either. He is extremely smart but a complete idiot when it comes to life. Most of the time, he just irritates me from how stupid he can be.

"Hey!" I call out.

The girl turns around and gives me the nasty 'fuck off' look I have ever seen. I can see Shion's face and he is beyond relieved to have someone has come to save him.

"What the fuck do you want Nezumi?" she says with venom in her voice.

"I just came to get him." I answer back coolly.

"He's kind of busy." She snaps back.

I walk up to her and grab her chin with thumb and index finger. She looks shocked at my actions and stares at me. I smirk at her.

"Now you're busy." I say before kissing her.

It a one-sided kiss from me (I guess she's too much in shock to respond). I forcibly enter her mouth with my tongue and she gasps. She tastes like cheap lipstick. I let the kiss drag for a few more seconds before pulling back and wiping my mouth.

"'Take it as payment for taking him from you." I say with a smirk on my face. "Come on, Shion."

He snaps back into reality and follows me silently. I only look back once to check if he is still following me. He is looking down as he walks and grips his books tightly in his arms. I guess he was really scared of losing his virginity (I would be too if it was to her).

We exit the school in silence. There are a few cars in the parking lot but no one around. I think it's best if people didn't see us together; it would hurt my reputation.

"Well…see ya." I say before turning to walk towards my car.

"Wait!" Sion calls.

I stop and turn enough to see him. He is still looking down but looks like he is shacking. A small ping of worry hits me. What if he goes into an attack or something and I would be held responsible?

"Um, Shion…" I say taking a step towards him.

"Wow!" his face snaps up with the stupidest smile I have ever seen. "That was amazing. You stopped her with a single kiss. Is it some kind nerve in the lips? I've never read about such thing but maybe‒"

I grab him by his shirt before he is able to finish his sentence. "Are you fucking mental?" I ask.

"No. I just have never seen anything like that before." His face and eyes are completely honest.

I push him back roughly. "You are such a idiot." I say trying to hide a laugh.

I see his face turn into angry. "N-no, I'm not!" he voices slightly shakes from all the rage he is trying to hold back.

I laugh loudly. I grab onto my sides as they begin to hurt. Shion truly is an idiot when it comes to things other than school. Does he really think that there is such a nerve the lips that can stop a person? Does he really think a kiss can do that to someone?

I'm nearly on the ground when I feel a cold, wet sensation drip down my hair. I immediately stand up straight and see Shion holding a half empty water bottle.

"Why the fuck you do that for?" I yell at him.

"I thought you were have an attack." He explains himself.

The honesty and sincerity in his voice and face are too overwhelming. He hides nothing and has no shame in that fact. This is why he irritates me so much. Even when we were little kids, he was this way. It pissed me off even then.

"You're still a moron." I say and turn to leave.

"Um, Nezumi…" he says softly.

I stop again but don't look back. I think I might beat him to a pulp if I do turn around and see another stupid smile on his face.

"Thank you for saving me back there. I'm sorry if I caused you any trouble." He says slowly.

I can hear the sincerity in voice and use all my power to not turn around and punch him in the face. He shouldn't be this way with people he barely knows and especially someone like me. Has he no shame?

I stand there for a few moments before continuing to walk away from him. I walk to my car and get into the driver's seat before even looking up to see if he was still standing where I left him. He wasn't. A few raindrops started to fall as I clicked on my seat beat and started to drive out of the parking lot. I sigh as I try to control my anger. I might go out this weekend to try to blow off some steam and forget my little incident with Shion.

It would be for the best.