BewilderedLoca

I do not own any of the IY characters and even I did, I would have to share with people and I dun like to share :[

Anyhoo, this story isn't compared to all of the other humor stuff I write, previously. I kinda thought it over and decided to see what would happen if I was like everyone else and write a drama/angst fic. *le gasp* Dun worry folks. Because when I get this finished and if I see a lot of people like it, I may do it again but if not, I'll just stick with my humor flicks, until I get the balls to do it again ;d

So that's that. Here's another multi-chaptered story for you to enjoy while I suffer trying to wrap up some more X-Mas theme fics and post 'What's New this Year?' for you guys ;D

Pictures on a Notebook

Chapter one; Hiten's insecurities

"Ahh, it feels good to be in love!" Bankotsu sighed while Hiten rolled his eyes. Both boys were riding on the 5 train already considered to be a few minutes late for their Math class.

"Oh boy…" Hiten groaned. "Not 'this' love business again."

"Shut up, Hiten. Atleast I know Kagura likes me!" he stuck his tongue out.

"That's just an upgrade from Sango Taijiya, Princess of the ancient civilization of the Huns and Yura Sefton, the busty hair comb." Hiten chuckled.

"Alright, I'll admit it was mistake! I had a small crush on them." Bankotsu admitted.

"Don't you dare try to lie to me." Hiten glowered, taking a bite out of his egg and cheese sandwich.

"Alright! So, it was MORE than a little crush… I'll admit it but atleast now I'm not interested into them." Bankotsu said, "I have Kagura now."

"I just wonder how long this one is gonna last." Hiten groaned, still feeling sleepy while eating his breakfast sandwich.

Bankotsu's brow furrowed, "Whaddya' mean 'I wonder how long this one gonna last'? Don't you have faith in us?"

"I'm not saying that I don't but I mean, what if something happens and then that causes her not to hang out with us or worse; You."

Bankotsu scoffed as the train stopped at their destination, "Nothing like that isn't going to happen. She's pretty stable unlike the rest of the other girls I found pretty." He said, as the duo walked down the platform down the stairs, "And besides, if things get worse, we'll still be friends in the end. One way or another."

Hiten stood quiet and carefully chose his words, "But what if something drove it completely to edge and that caused you guys to stop talking to eachother. I don't wanna have to take sides even though, I knew you the longest."

"Awww, Is my Hiten jealous?" Bankotsu babied while Hiten growled when Bankotsu pinched his cheeks. "I think so!"

"S-Shut up!" Hiten hissed before running ahead and made a snow ball. "I'm not a baby, you prick!"

"Were you concerned?" Bankotsu grinned before retaliating. "Was my Hiten-Whiten concerned about his friends welfare?"

"Shut up!" Hiten snarled, throwing an ice ball between Bankotsu's legs. Bankotsu grunted and bent over slightly to cup his balls.

"My nuts! You hit my nuts!" Bankotsu moaned while Hiten pointed and laughed.

"HA! Good for you!" Hiten mocked while Bankotsu grabbed a hard snowball and aimed low at his crotch as well. Hiten fell down to the ground next to him, trying to hold comfort of his nut sack as people walked by them, ignoring them like dirt on the ground.

"I hate you, Bankotsu." Hiten grunted while Bankotsu eased up slowly as he slowly recovered, "Shut up." He said as he pushed Hiten to the side, when he started to recover from the earlier affliction.

"You asshole." Hiten snarled as Bankotsu slowly stood up and laughed. "Ha ha, I win."

Hiten smirked and kicked Bankotsu at the back of his leg, causing him to lose his balance and fall on top of him. Hiten groaned in pain while Bankotsu whined, "Who knew street ways would be this hard?"

"And it doesn't help with all over the snow either." Hiten added before shoving Bankotsu off of him. "Now get off. We have to get to class."

Bankotsu rolled over and got up while Hiten followed suit. "The last thing I wanna hear is Principal Winkler freak out on us again for being late."

"Can we make some snow angels first?" Bankotsu smiled, already making one on the untouched street way.

"For God's sake, we in the 11th grade and you want to act like 1st grader and make a snow angel!" Hiten snapped, "Don't you have any idea how embarassing that is?!"

"No," Bankotsu drawled before getting up and made another one at the opposite side of him. "I want to make snow ANGELS!"

"Fine," Hiten groaned, "But I'm going to take a nap first. Wake me up when you're done setting yourself ten years backwards."

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Mrs. Bifano was writing on the board as both Bankotsu and Hiten came into class, with winter attire suitable for the season coming around. "You two are late. Where were you?" she asked while casting a glance over at them.

"Ask Snow flakes over here." Hiten motioned at Bankotsu as they entered in the room and picked up the class copy of 'The Black Cat' as they came in. The teacher looked over and saw the condition of the snow on their boots and pants. "I don't think I even want to right now." She scrunched her nose as Kouga sat on her chair too busy playing on his PSP while the teacher gave out her lesson.

"Hey Banks, you're late for English… for once." Kagura greeted, cutting some pictures before giving him a peck on his lips. "I thought you weren't going to show up." She told him as Bankotsu smiled. Hiten scrunched his nose and foresaw, what was gonna go down in few moments if he continued to linger a moment longer between them.

"Maybe I should go sit with Kouga up in the front so that way, I don't have to witness another make out match and go blind throughout the rest of the whole day." Hiten said as he walked off, up in the front. "What's eating him?" Kagura asked, watching him walk off as Bankotsu settled in his seat.

"I think he's worried about how our relationship is going to go." Bankotsu told her while she resumed into cutting out some pictures she had developed last night.

"What do you mean?" Kagura asked, arching a brow.

"I think he thinks that we won't talk or hang out with him as much if we ever break up."

Kagura slightly frowned and blinked, she looked over to see him, actually writing in his notebook and doing work… This was serious.

"I'm sure he'll get used to it eventually." Bankotsu said before leaning over to look at her unorganized desk; filled with scraps of paper, markers, tape, scissors, and a disheveled collection of pictures. The first few were snapshots of him, her family, her friends and elementary school pictures of her and Bankotsu when they were younger. He blinked when he noticed a snapshot of her old man with another woman. He peered in for another closer look but Kagura swiped it away from his view before he could identify who that other woman was.

"Why'd you have to do that?" Bankotsu asked, "I was just curious."

"Why?" she asked.

"Who was that other woman? Your aunt or something?" Bankotsu guessed.

"No," Kagura blinked "Just don't worry about it, alright? It doesn't hold anything valuable anymore…" she trailed off despondently as Bankotsu frowned at the sudden mood change. He figured he'd stop talking about it for the moment but would ask her about it later on, in the nearby future. Hopefully by the end of the day, that is if he still remembered. He shrugged his reminder off and leaned in for another kiss. Kagura chuckled and met him halfway until he felt something being thrown at his head.

He pulled away and glared at the only one possible for getting away with murder. "Kouga, I'm going to kill you!" Bankotsu snarled, causing the class to stop discussing about the book and focused on the small outburst Bankotsu himself walked into. "Oops."

"Bankotsu," Mrs. Bifano started to say, "Being that you interrupted the entire class, would you be as so kind as to the last two pages of the story?"

Bankotsu pouted, "Maybe…" he said as Mrs. Bifano called out his name, "Bankotsu."

"Alright. Might've as well get this over with." He sulked as he read aloud his assignment for the day. Soon after, she wrapped up the end of the lesson and announced the next class project for the last marking period of the fall semester, "As a last attempt to lift up your final grades for the marking period, I want you guys to write a personal essay about a past event or a memoir from when you were younger. It should be atleast 3 pages long with an introduction and conclusion." There were a series of groans and whines.

"—if you hand this in by next week, I will be able to add 15 points to your final grade, despite the grades you had from the last two marking periods." She added, "And I'll be glad to give extra credit for those who bring a photo or keepsake belonging to whomever you wrote about or you had at that time period to class during presentation." She said as the whole classroom was covered in whispers and murmurs.

"C'mon! You'd guys be stupid, NOT to do this assignment!" Kouga said aloud before being silenced with a casting glance. "Kouga."

"Alright Miss. I'll behave." He pouted while some kids snickered.

"So is that clear? Can I expect a personal essay or memoir about your past or someone you knew by the end of next Friday?" she asked the whole class before looking over at Kouga, who stopped his sentence mid-way. "Oops…?"

"One more interruption or disruption in my class Kouga, I will not sign a letter of recognition for you." She told him, bluntly as Kouga sat up straight on the chair and folded his hands on her desk.

"Why another writing project? I mean we have enough as it is." Bankotsu whined slumping in his chair while Kagura taped his first grade picture at the top right corner on her blue construction paper.

"Why are you complaining? That's not a lot to do." Kagura told him in a calm voice while he frowned, "I hate writing essays."

"It's just three pages about a past event you had. It's not like your childhood memories were short anyway." Kagura said, "Most of them never end from what I can tell."

"Is that so? Prove it." Bankotsu said.

"The time your cousin from Tijuana told you a story about the woman who drowned her kids and you believe Jakotsu was the woman." Kagura reminded him.

He scoffed, "So?"

"The time where you thought women had penises and men had vaginas."

Bankotsu blinked, "Besides that."

"The amazing 'switch-a-roo' you had with Hiten." Kagura rolled her eyes, "For some reason people still believe, you're each other's copy."

"So your point was proven but you have to admit I'm the hotter copy." He winked while she gave him a slight grin.

"Whatever. You're an idiot." She started to say as he pouted, she then gave him a small peck on the lips. "—but I love you anyway."

A/N; Alright, see now it ended in fluff. But watch me screw it up later on in the end or atleast halfway in the second chapter. Whoa, this story might get abit angsty but with a little humor, we all know it's sa'll good, lol.