Hi everyone! I wanted to do a fanfic on Kyoko and Katsuya. This will include things from the manga, but it will start from before! I hope you like this!

~PiperJason

From the minute I was born, somehow, I could tell that they weren't happy. I mean it. The very minute I opened my eyes, I saw my dad frowning about something. My mother had a pathetic fake smile plastered on her face. I don't know what I thought then, but now as I think about it, it… makes me sad.

Often at school, I would get bullied. Not because of the way I looked, but because I was so anti-social. Whenever I passed by a group of people, I heard the whispers. This was mostly when I was in the first year of high school.

"Ah, look, it's Katsunuma-san…"

"Mmm, I see. She never talks to anyone! She just sits down and sulks in class."

"Oh, ha ha! What a pitiful thing… the girl can't bring up the courage to talk to anyone if she was fighting for her life."

I'm sorry, what? What do YOU know about me?

"Her looks go to such a waste. No one likes her because of her attitude."

"Yeah, I know right! That Katsunama-san is really… weird. Always keeping to herself."

I clenched my fists and walked away, my long hair shielding my face. I went into class, and sat down, as the teacher began to talk. I couldn't go and tell anyone about this. No one cared about me. I'd heard, in fact, that morning, that my parents had wanted a boy instead of a girl.

That's right… No one cares… Feel the pain… Feel it!

"Katsunuma-san! Please answer the question! What year was Japan bombed?"

I blinked, and looked up sharply. I didn't know the answer, so I stayed silent. There was no way in hell I would say that I didn't know.

"Katsunuma-san." He sighed. "You should pay more attention in class. That way, you would actually have friends."

I clamped my mouth shut, trying not shout something out angrily. Classmates around me snickered.

"I mean, really. With your anti-social attitude, you're going to get nowhere in life. I mean look at you! No one even likes you!"

I couldn't stand it anymore.

"Who do you think you are… saying that to me…" I said quietly, my voice shaking.

Sensei widened his eyes, shocked that I had actually said something.

"Who? Huh? WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?" I yelled, standing right up. "YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT ME! YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING! NOTHING! SHUT THE HELL UP! SHUT THE HELL UP!" My eyes were closed and tears stung them. "YOU'RE WRONG! YOU'RE WRONG! YOU'RE JUST A STUPID TEACHER! GIVE ME A BREAK! GIVE ME A BREAK!" I ran out of class, leaving everyone to stare at me with shock and fright.

"Katsunuma-san! Come back here!" The teacher said, his voice stern. As if he could control me or something. Ha. What a joke!

"AS IF YOU CAN CONTROL ME!" I shouted.

I ran and ran and ran, and finally stopped, out of breath. I sat with my head in my hands, and started to sob, hard.

Why me… Why me… What did I ever do? Why aren't my parents happy with me? Why does everyone hate me? Why? Why? Why?

"Oh, er, excuse me but… Are you okay?" A small voice said behind me. I turned around to snap, but stopped. I knew this girl. Furutani Asuka, one year below me. The only reason I didn't snap though, was because that she was a generally sweet person who did nothing wrong. She had longish brown hair and green eyes, and was very cute. Kind of what I would want for a younger sister.

As she saw me staring blankly at her, she turned red, and began to wave her arms frantically. "No, er, don't get me wrong! You just looked really, really sad, and I wanted to know if you were okay! Katsunuma-san, right? I'm sorry! If it isn't my business I won't ask! But do you need any help or anything? Er… Um..." She said, blurting out everything that came to mind.

For some reason, a smile broke out on my face, and I started to laugh so hard I doubled over. She still looked red, but she looked more puzzled now.

"K-Katsunuma-san? A-are you okay?"

"I'm-" I started, still laughing. "I'm fine! I'm sorry for laughing at you…"

She smiled. "It's okay to laugh at me when I look stupid."

I laughed again. "No, no! That's not it at all! You don't look stupid!" Finally, I managed to stop laughing. What was going on with me?

"Ah! Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Furutani Asuka… Nice to meet you!" She said, but she still looked strangely shy.

"Yeah, I know. You probably know who I am." I grumbled.

"Yes, I do, in fact." She said, looking kind of embarrassed. "Are you okay?" She asked, looking genuinely concerned.

I returned to my gloomy state. "It doesn't matter!" I practically yelled. "It's only that everyone hates me! No one likes me! I hate myself!"

She half-flinched, but she sat next to me, looking thoughtful, and then sad. "That must be very… lonely."

I looked at her, shocked. In a matter of seconds, she had summed up all my emotions into one word. The sad, sad feeling that made me depressed everyday.

"You know the feeling, don't you? You feel as if no one needs you. As if no one wants you. And that if you died, no one would care, right?"

I blinked, my throat tightening. That was exactly how I felt.

"But Katsunuma-san… what about when someone tells you that they need you?"

"What?" I asked disbelievingly. "There's going to be no one like that."

"Are you sure? You might want to think twice about that, when someone tells you they love you, Katsunuma-san." She stared off into the distance.

"But-" I started, but was cut off.

"Asu-chan!" Someone yelled from behind me. I turned around to see a few girls waving at Furutani-san, and looked at her questioningly.

"Yes, I'm coming!" She yelled back, and got up. She smiled down at me. "It was really nice meeting you, Katsunuma-san. You're a really nice person, I don't know why everyone says mean stuff about you." She smiled wider and ran to her other friends.

Nice. She called me nice. It was nice meeting me? Me?

No one had ever said these words to me, never.

But maybe it was time to leave the past aside and look at the future. And the future, to be quite honest, didn't look so bad!