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Hello peoples! Did you miss me? I'm gonna pretend you did until I get evidence saying otherwise. I'm also gonna pretend you're outraged that I started something and never finished it.

I'm terribly sorry about that, honest I am.

I tend to start something and then get sidetracked and start something else. Without motivation(and you did give me motivation-I was just selfish) I can't go farther. But with the Amuto I really tried.

But life is life and theres limited time. Every chance I had to write I would end up staring at the screen, typing something then deleting it and shouting my frustration to the roof. I'm still trying but honestly, I probably won't get it out anytime soon.

Mmkay I love Nezumi and Sion. But I don't like yaoi, Shounen ai or boy love. What to do? Simple-genderbend that sucker and make them even more lovely. Sion's easy enough to picture as a chick. And Nezumi can put lipstick and a skirt on all he wants, I can't see him being a girl. Sowwy.

This has got to be one of the top couples in the history of anime and I looooove them.

I don't own them, however-or anything to do with them.

And I haven't watched/read any of them in a while now so it might not be completely accurate and I'm sorry, I'll edit it later. In case you people who are just dieing to sue something didn't get the hint-I DO NOT OWN NO. 6, Nezumi, Sion, or any other characters that came from the show/manga.

I do own Skylar because I needed a genderbended role and I might add more. I'll do this only once so get it in your head and don't try anything.

oh and caps is talking-italics is thoughts and...yeah. Not sure if I'll keep it one persons pov or not.

Also-I have very low self esteem. I am more of a critic than you could ever be on my stuff. Suggestions,creative critisism notes of where I made a mistake and things are greatly appreciated, but to bash me for no real reason-please refrain from that. I will ignore you anyway so don't bother.

On with the show!

This is the story of a girl, and two boys.

Drama is sure to follow. You have been warned.

Gunshots burst through the tense silence, pinging off metal all around as the gasps of pain kept going, the persuers just as determined and heartless. The child ducked into a tunnel and held his breath, gritting his teeth at the pain.

The bullet hadn't gone all the way through and the blood was starting to drip out.

Suddenly soldiers were in front of him.

He swore loudly and ran again, hearing them follow. The darkness didn't affect him, he was used to it. Lived in it. But the light ahead was inviting, even if it was faded from dark clouds above. Suddenly he was at the exit of the tunnel, only to have it barred up. He gripped the bars tightly, swearing yet again as he turned to glare at the men who would end his misery without a second thought.

Somewhere at the same time.

Clouds beneath her feet, flowers popping out of the white cotton ball forms. Her brain knew they weren't made of cotton, but instead water but even so-the child in her would love to just jump. Fall through them and see if it felt as good as her mind pictured it.

"ion.."

Dark eyes right up in her face snapped her out of the daze "Sion are you listening? I'm talking to you!" The girl rubbed the back of her neck and chuckled "Ah, sorry Skylar. What was it again?"

The other brunette frown and crossed his arms "Just forget it. It wasn't important, I was just talking" The girl could've sworn she saw a red hint on her life long friend's cheeks, but he turned away to fast that she figured she'd imagined it.

"Come on, just one more class for your big head to take in and then you can daydream all you want"

his snide, blunt tone was nothing new and Sion didn't let it phase her.

She nodded dully, and he didn't look to happy with her reaction but gave up quickly and slumped back to his desk. She watched him go.

His frame was skinny but had a good amount of muscle. He wore dark pants and a hand knit sweater, dark blue with a light zig zag over the chest. Kids were always teasing him for his style, as if their sense of it was any liked his style.

It made him seem like a housewife somehow. Sion smiled at the thought.

The next teacher walked in the room and Sion turned her eyes to the sky outside, catching a breeze running through the trees and grass, making it look like a giant green animal shivering.

The sky had gone from innocently white and puffy to menacing gray and looming over the world.

Her mind caught the teacher's warning "Its going to be a rough storm today. Make sure you head straight home!"

Of course, they would ignore that. Sion had a place to be as soon as she'd stop talking.

Her wish was granted, as soon enough the woman walked out and the kids began rustling around, standing and talking to one another again.

Skylar was at her desk yet again, his anger forgotten as he smiled, clasping his hands together in anticipation. "Ne, come on Sion. Go get your bike and meet me there!"

The girl nodded, collecting her things and rushing outside. The wind hit like a hammer, making her close her eyes a moment before opening them and smiling broadly.

She loved rain, storms, any kind of crazy weather.

It sliced through the calm everyday normalities and added a little diversity to a world where everything was perfectly planned out.

Even No. 6 leaders can't control the weather.

With these wild thoughts flowing through her veins she got on the bike and headed off.

"Happy birthday, Sion!" two voices cheered.

Sion beamed. This was to be expected of course.

Skyler smiled that sweet older brother smile and pulled her into a bear hug, his head on her head and buried in her hair. "Happy birthday" he murmered in her dark locks. After a moment of the two breathing in each others familiar smells, Skylar pulled back and smiled down. "Thank you Sion said simply. A small chuckle brought her looking over. Skylar's grandmother sat there in the wheelchair "We've got the cake in the oven. Should be ready in just a few minutes. Would you like to open your present first?" Sion nodded and Skylar walked off. He returned again with a box, wrapped neatly in pastels.

Sion slid her finger under the edge of the paper, opening it carefully,trying not to rip it.

He got that off and opened the lid, pulling out the contents.

A sweater like the one Skylar wore, except it was a lavender with a white zig zag. Skylar smiled" "We made it. Well, mostly my grandmother."

Said person pushed herself over "Now now, don't give me all the credit. Skylar did just as much as anyperson. Do you like it, Sion?" Sion looked up and nodded "Yes M'am. Thank you." She turned "Thank you, Skylar" she shot a smile. This time his cheeks did light up a bit but Sion didn't pay any mind and soon enough he turned away and she looked back to it and neatly folded it to put back in the box. Skylar looked at her quizzically. "I'll put it on after the cake. I don't want to get stains on it the first day" she explained.

A crash of thunder cut them from any other words and the lights flickered a bit. "My goodness. Such awful rain" his grandmother sighed.

Sion disagreed but said nothing. A small beeping could be heard. Skylar perked up "Oh, that's the cake. I hope it taste as good as it smells!"

After they ate cake the small, strange little family talked a bit until it was dark, when Sion told them she'd need to get home.

They were worried of course of her going out in that storm but she brushed them off and headed off, never knowing the next hours would change her life.

Soooooo what'd you think?

Great? Crappy? Somewhere in between? Let me know and I'll see what I can do to get more of it up, and make it more acurate :P

Its lunch time and I'm hungry so I'm getting off now. Pm me or review, if you want. Its your choice but I'd like to hear from you.

This is Liv kat of planet Earth logging off. Ja ne

Oh wait!

PS-if you can come up with some ideas for what to name this story-I'd appreciate it.

I was thinking the Rat and the Snake but then I told myself that's stupid. Still, I don't want it to be known as Random forever.