Sick in bed, means more updates and crap yada yada.
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Pairing: Takumi, implied JpIzumi.
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Every day was the same. Wash up, get ready for school, drive to school, say hi to the teachers, pay attention, go home, do homework, sleep.
Then repeat the process the next day.
Why couldn't her day just spice up a little? Instead of being known as Student Body President, or, Ms. Perfect, why couldn't she be… Ms. Bad ass or something?
Why?
Life was the same. Wake up, throw on a shirt, go sell some drugs, go see Kouji and Kouichi, get high with Kouji and Kouichi, do something to make the police chase them, bribe the same police officers, sell more drugs, go home, go to sleep.
Then do it all over again the next day.
Why couldn't he do something less thrilling? The hell, he didn't deserve to be called Pyro, if he never even set anything on fire… Why couldn't he not be known as Pyro? Why couldn't he be a normal boy for once?
Why?
The next day she changed what she wore. Instead of the school uniform she usually wore, she wore a blue and white striped shirt with blue jeans and sneakers. Today, she was gonna ditch school. Today it was gonna be different. She opened up her front door then locked it and walked down the streets.
Walked down into the bad side of town, where the drug dealers, prostitutes, and deadbeat hobos, and such were at.
Today did not change. He was on his way to see the twins when he bumped into that girl. Blond hair, Emerald eyes, and a face of beauty. He held onto her arms to make sure she didn't fall back as she quietly apologized to him and tried to break away from him.
He didn't let go.
Why wouldn't this boy not let her go? Was he… was he going to…? As much as she struggled, he wouldn't let go. She was minding her own business, she was sorry she bumped into him, she already apologized, what else did he want from her? She looked into his amber eyes while he looked into her emerald.
She didn't want him to let go.
'Izumi…'
'Takuya…'
He hugged her so hard as the tears fell down, he didn't know what else to do. Was he to kiss her? What was he supposed to do?
He was just happy.
She cried as he hugged her. They had told her he died. What were they to do now? What was she gonna do now? She had a boyfriend, but she now knew the one she truly loved was alive, not dead. She wasn't gonna worry now.
She was just happy.
His schedule changed. Every day, every minute, every second was spent with her. That's all he lived for was her. When she had to go to school, he went with her, despite her protests. No one really said anything, perhaps he was too menacing to look at. She was happy, and that made him happy.
He loved her.
Her schedule changed. Every day, he was with her. Every minute, he was right next to her. Every second revolved around him.
Nothing wouldn't change.
Her boyfriend, she broke up with him. Told him it was a misunderstanding. She tried her best to keep it quiet, but the whole school knew soon. They thought she was cheating on him with her love. But, it didn't bother her.
She loved him.
I was originally going for depressing things and if turned out like this.
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~ James