I felt that I should contribute to the Mature section of Hands Off! simply because I love this series. It's rated M for swear words and yaoi sex scenes in future chapters. If you don't like that sort of thing just go back now. No flames please!

This story takes place after the gang meets Udou, the psychic student teacher. After that I change the plot up.

Tatsuki's POV

When I was younger, I always seemed to be one step behind; never quite on top of things. I hated it so much. I was never in control and it ate me up inside. I was weak. A worthless, pathetic child.

That's why I grew up to be such a good fighter. It wasn't an adolescent whim or some macho obsession. I simply had to. To survive. Because in the underbelly of Tokyo the most important rule is: Kill or be killed, by any means necessary.

So it's no wonder that I developed this new power of mine. It had all started with Kouichi Udou. At first he was just an OB turned student teacher, but the very same day he appeared, he revealed his true nature to me. It turned out that he too was a psychic.

That day, he put a plug on my powers and for the first time, relief washed over me. I finally acknowledged the hope that I had suppressed for years. The hope that I could once again be near Kotarou. To hold him, touch him, and love him like I had during my childhood.

But that dream came crashing down later that week. When Kotarou was kidnapped by the rival basketball team, I was pushed over the edge. I had never felt so god damn hopeless in my entire life. Without my powers I couldn't save him. I couldn't do anything for him.

I knew what I had to do. I push against the plug that held my powers until it popped. Everything rushed back to me. My powers came back ten times stronger and I was able to save Kotarou. But Udou was right when he said, 'Things are only going to get harder for you.'

Those few moments I was alone with Kotarou on that bus, I realized what a huge mistake I had made in accepting Udou's offer. I reached out to touch him. I was barely in the same air space when violent, gut-wrenching images swam across my vision. I pulled my hand back quickly and stared at Kotarou with desperate eyes. It was then that I realized just how much I wanted to be close to Kotarou. It had taken all I had just to turn around and walk away. The walking didn't last long though.

As soon as I stepped off school grounds I was sprinting home. Branches whipped at my face and the cold autumn air tore at my lungs, but I couldn't feel any of it. It was almost like I was watching all of this from someone else's point of view. My out of body experience ended when I reached home. I crashed through the front door and scrambled up the stairs. I dashed past my room, strait to Kotarou's. I ripped open the door only to trip on a small rug. My knees cracked against the solid floor but I still couldn't feel it. Everything was numb now.

Without hesitation I threw myself on Kotarou's bed. For the second time that day, I cried. I sat there for a whole hour just moaning and screaming myself hoarse into a pillow. And each deep breath I took smelled like Kotarou. I was drowning in his scent and loving every inhale.

By the time I had gotten myself under control I heard the door click open.

"Oh yeah!" Kotarou whooped, "We won! Break out the sodas Grandpa!" I jumped at the sound of his voice. I stood up abruptly and wiped the tears from my face. I kept my eyes down and ventured into the hallway. I was so close to my own room, almost home free… until Kotarou bounded up the steps. I kept my head down and tried to keep up a steady pace, but he was short enough to see under my bangs.

"Tatsuki, I uh-," Kotarou looked up into my eyes and grew pale. His eyebrows drew together in concern, golden eyes glistening. I came to an abrupt stop. I couldn't keep my grimace in its place while I stared at his face. I opened my mouth to speak but I didn't know where to start. I could feel my throat tighten and my own eyebrows draw together. Before more tears could fall I snapped my eyes shut and ran to my room, slamming the door shut.

For a while I just stood there, leaning against the door and panting hard. I could practically feel Kotarou standing stunned in the hallway. I felt so ashamed. There was no way he would have missed how red and swollen my eyes were.

"Dammit!" I screamed and punched the door behind me. I looked down at my quivering fists and saw that I was still clutching Kotarou's pillow. I sunk to the floor and held it close, drawing my knees to my chest. Looks like I was breaking Tokyo's second most important rule: Don't get attached. But one deep breath took away any lingering objections I had.

"Kota," I sighed. If I concentrated hard enough I could here him calling, 'Tak-kun,' back to me.

…

It was foolish to think that things would get any better. Everywhere I looked there was something horrible replaying over and over again. It was keeping me up at night and that resulted in an even worse attitude.

I discovered my new power one day when Yuuto was babbling about some girl who was just oh-so-amazing. I sat there for the longest time just glaring at his mouth. I pictured it slamming shut and falling silent for once.

I could feel something deep inside me stir and reach out to him. I could see my own aura swirl around Yuuto. Suddenly, I saw his jaw shudder and clamp shut. His eyes widened and I could hear muffled screams try to escape his closed lips. My eyes also widened in surprise and I relaxed my telepathic hold on him. Yuuto gasped and clutched at his shirt.

"What the hell was that!?" I could only shake my head in reply. I was still amazed myself. If mind control was a possibility, maybe I could have the authority I had always craved.

I glanced to my left and saw Kotarou stare at Yuuto with a confused expression. I looked Kotarou up and down, and felt myself shudder. If I really could control a person's mind, I had a feeing I would be breaking Tokyo's third rule: Keep your distance, in the very near future. And there would be no turning back.

~What's Tatsuki planning? You'll find out in the next chapter. P.S. Reviews make me write faster! :)