No one seems to have written a kazama/ogata so I thought I would because they are totally bumming each other.

The plot line pretty much belongs to the writers or Gokusen III but I'm the one that tells you what happens in between and made Kazama and Ogata think gay thoughts about each other and start bumming each other :wink wink:

There is lots of change in pov and which person as in 1st person 2nd person 3rd person.

As I was writing this, by about the 15th page I had a de ja vu. I felt like I posted this and got lots of bad comments saying that I got everything wrong and said a load of crap. Man I really hope that that doesn't happen!

Damn, noone is going to be bothered to read all of this!!

i'm not really sure how to rate this. so if anyone does get to the end of the fic, please review and tell me?


They had started out hating each other, Ren having been bullied as a child wanted to prove that he couldn't be pushed around and that he wasn't weak, and Yamato always having to prove that he is the strongest, always having to be the one in control of the class had always started fights with anyone that would dare oppose him and stand in the way of control. Ren stood tall in front of the two other members of his group or gang – to everyone else they would be called friends. Ichimura and Kuraki had been with him for a long time now and they always joined him in the glaring contests with Ogata, Honjou and Kamiya. They had also been friends for a long time now and Honjou and Kamiya would always fight along side Ogata. The two trios would glare at each other across the room - as the rest of the class made a ruckus - and wait for the other to stand down or make the first move.

Kazama had never looked at Ogata with hate, he felt a strong feeling of dislike but he didn't hate him. But his fear of the pain he had felt when he was bullied had driven him to fighting to prove his strength and make people think twice before judging him. So he would glare at him with the anger that he felt inside as he remembered earlier days where he was hurt and decided that to prove once and for all that he was not inferior, that he would be the leader of Akadou. As far as Kazama was concerned, Ogata was just another bully trying to hurt him and he would not take it lying down.

Ogata thought that he hated him, he thought that he hated Kazama's appearance, the way his eyes would bulge as they glared at each other, the way he frowned and the way he challenged his authority. As far as Ogata was concerned, anyone who tried to threaten his power or tried to take over was an enemy to be despised. He was not going to let anyone overrule him; he was the leader of 3-D of Akadou!

But who knew that these two rivals could become close and precious friends. Who knew that their feelings could become that of something even more than friends?

It took a while for that to happen though. The countless times that they stared each other down, Kazama had felt something that wasn't anger or a need to protect himself, he didn't know what it was and locked it away where it couldn't cause confusion. Ogata hadn't realised that he felt anything other than anger and hate until after they had sorted out their power issues.

It was all thanks to Yamaguchi Kumiko really. When she had first arrived, she had effectively set off one of many arguments between Ogata and Kazama's friends. She took a pack of cards away from Kuraki and when he lost his temper kicking at a table and injuring himself, Honjou called him a loser and started a fight between the – effectively – four apprentices, while the two leaders continued their hard glares. Words were hardly spoken between them but as they all left after one more, hard glare, Kazama decided that he was going to prove himself once and for all.

Whenever Ren had entered the classroom, he had become cockier and cockier, barging in and shouting his arrival as though everyone needed to know. He ordered answers and explanations from other members of the class rather than asking them directly and he gave off the impression that he was unbeatable, against everyone, including Yamato. Ogata and his crew decided that soon they would have to put him in his place at the same time as when Kazama had decided to go head to head with Ogata and made it clear that he would not lose to him.

Ogata had seen Kazama as he walked home one night running into another pedestrian, they both saw each other and Kazama threw a more ferocious glare at him than usual before running off looking very pissed off. He had watched him with slight interest and, as he ran off, wondered what had pissed him off. He didn't think anything of it at the time but when he had heard that there had been a robbery around that time around that area, he felt a sudden need to protect Ren and tried to refrain from telling anyone that he had seen him in the area whether he was the robber or not.

He still felt the need to protect him even as the taller male with blonde highlights in his jet black hair approached him the following day demanding a fight to find out once and for all who was the leader of Akadou High. He was still of course thrilled about the final decision for a fight and laughed at how confident Kazama seemed to be. They agreed on the time and place and the two groups continued to glare at each other until Kazama was called to the head teachers' office.

This had caught Kazama off guard and when they explained that the police wanted to question him about the muggings, Ogata stared at him and bit the inside of his cheek as a feeling of unrealised worry washed over him. Ogata wasn't the only one to be staring at Kazama; the entire class watched him for his reaction and to see if they could determine if he had something to do with it or not.

Kazama could feel Ogata's intense stare boring into his back and wondered if he had said anything about seeing him that previous night to anyone. He wondered if he would and if he would use this as an opportunity to become leader without having to battle with him. He felt a slight ache of pain in his chest that he didn't let show at the thought of Ogata handing him in on a silver platter because he was in the wrong place at the wrong time when he had nothing to do with it. But would anyone believe him?

He was accompanied on either side by Vice Principal Sawatari and the Deputy Vice Principal to the office as though he had already been convicted as his class mates stared after him in silence, no one knowing what to say.

He was sat at a table in front of two officers, the Board Chairman behind him, Kyoto Sawatari sitting in a seat next to him facing him, the deputy vice standing to the side and Yamaguchi-sensei standing behind him diagonally watching what happened.

"Tell the police where you were and what you were doing around 10PM last night" Kyoto Sawatari told him.

If I tell them that I was there then they will automatically think that I was the mugger so I should just say I was at home. But if Ogata tells them that he saw me then they will know that I was lying and will definitely think that I am the mugger. Damn it. If Ogata hadn't seen me then I could easily get myself out of this, but if he turns me in….

"I didn't do anything" it wasn't a lie. And it kept him safe, for now.

"We're asking where you were" Sawatari repeated.

Damn it, if it was anyone else then I wouldn't need to be afraid of being turned in. He ignored his teachers question and leaned over the table towards the two officers with an intimidating stare and wide eyes "are you suspecting me?" if he played it right then he wouldn't need to answer the question at all.

"It's not that, it's just that the victims all say that the perpetrator looked like a high schooler" the first officer stated to him not in the least bit affected by his attempt at being intimidating.

So they automatically come to me?! There were 27 other high schoolers in that room alone! "You singled me out just on that?" his voice sounded sceptical and disbelieving.

"Your build and other features match up well with the description we have", the first officer informed him.

"Huh?" what's that supposed to mean… he thought incredulously.

"You were arrested for assault when you were in junior high weren't you?" the second officer asked, his eyes wide and accusing.

Damn it. They are always going to use that against me. and even then it wasn't me!

"I'll ask again, where were you last night at around 10PM?" Kyoto asked again.

He looked off into the distance thinking through his options, he could lie and say he was home and risk having Ogata squeal on him or he could tell them that he was in the area and try to fight for his case. In his blank face you could see the worry in his eyes as he thought this through, he eventually came to a conclusion as Yamaguchi said "Kazama, answer them." Even though it was a command, Yamaguchi's calm voice made it sound less like a demand.

"…I was at home" he said blankly already kicking himself for lying.

"Do you have any proof?" ha, of course not, but I wouldn't have any proof even if I really was at home!

"no, I don't" he got up, angry at himself and even though he knew that he was lying, if he had been home and had been telling the truth they still would not have believed him, "now I'll ask you, do you have any proof that I'm the perpetrator?"

The two officers looked at each other and chuckled lightly, "there it is," what's that meant to mean?

It was as if they were waiting for him to ask this question and that would prove that he had committed the crimes. He lunged at the police officer reaching over and grabbing him by the collar and lifting him up shouting at him as Yamaguchi – sensei and the other teachers ran over to them to break it up and take Kazama away from the officer.

"Cut it out" Yamaguchi said her voice loud as she attempted to place her arms between the two bodies and separate them. Her and the deputy vice principal held onto Kazama's arms to keep him from jumping at the officer again as the officer shouted "with an attitude like that you'll only attract suspicion!"

"Teme!" Kazama screamed as he tried to break free of his teachers' hold, his hair flying in front of his eyes as he shook in fury.

"Calm down!" Yamaguchi also shouted as she looked at her precious student with worry and concern.

When he eventually stopped his fighting and calmed down the officer said, "That'll be all for today" before turning around and leaving the room.

Kazama grew agitated again as he called after them, "next time you come, make sure you bring some proof! Bastards!" but Yamaguchi still had a firm old of her student along with the deputy vice principal.

The board chairman closed the doors behind the officers before turning around and furiously watching her pupil, "having police come, that's never happened at this school!" her voice boomed throughout the room.

The two teachers released Kazama and he bowed his head down glancing slightly remorsefully at the board chairman.

But I didn't even do anything

As if his thoughts were read, Yamaguchi stepped forward and spoke up for him, "but, Kazama didn't do anything"

Sawatari spoke from behind Yamaguchi countering her argument, "being questioned like that means his behaviour has been problematic. That itself is a problem!"

WHAT? Kazama turned his head towards Sawatari furiously and tried to cool his heated blood; he would only get into more trouble, "to top it off, getting violent with the police is out of the question!" Sawatari continued to shout at him and closed the distance between them.

Not knowing what to say he simply flashed his bright grin at Sawatari as the board chairman sentenced him for his behaviour, "Kazama-Kun, I'm suspending you for a week" his grin disappeared as he looked at the board chairman and his frustration started to grow.

"Wait a minute" it was Yamaguchi who was talking for him again. Since when did teachers defend their students anyway? They never stood up for me before. And I don't need them to now.

"Perfect" he said, before Yamaguchi could do anything else unexpected of a teacher, "suspension or whatever, do what you like" it's not like you haven't before. He walked around the table brushing past a chair as he made his way to exit and as Yamaguchi and Sawatari called after him. "Kazama!" he ignored their cries and stormed out only hearing "isn't it a bit much" before the door closed completely cutting off all sound from inside the room.

He stormed through the hallways back towards his classroom to get his bag. I've got to get out of here he thought to himself before I do something stupid. He reached the classroom and flung the sliding door open as Yamaguchi called after him saying some nonsense about calming down and not leaving. He briefly felt Ogata's gaze on his back and considered turning on him and shouting at him if he had said something to the police about seeing him the previous night but thought against it with this teacher in his face.

"I'd be fine with expulsion if they like" if they want to punish me when I did nothing wrong then I would rather get expelled and go somewhere where they won't automatically suspect me for everything! "Don't even joke about that" she said, HA what would she know? Why would she care? She's just another lying backstabbing teacher.

"Anyway, don't leave, I'll persuade the chairman" yea right.

"I don't believe in what a teacher says" and with that he stormed back out of the room hearing Kuraki tell her to leave him alone.

Yamaguchi looked around the classroom where no one seemed to have even noticed that Kazama was even suspended and shouted at them for their lack of caring for their comrade.

"Comrade?" Ogata said with a sly smirk, "we happen to be in the same class, that's all" Kazama Ren was definitely not his 'comrade'.

"Even so, don't you feel anything? Don't you think anything of it?" feel anything? Ogata supposed that he felt a slight feeling of loss as they wouldn't be having their glaring contest for a week, but other than that… although he supposed it was more than what the others felt, "nothing really"

"It happens a lot" Ogata's friends had put in their thoughts and the rest of the class lightly chuckled and shrugged their shoulders in indifference.

"That guy was falsely accused and tossed out! Don't you think it's wrong?"

Yes… if he was falsely accused.

"wow, she's fired up!" a nameless voice called from the back of the class inviting the others to laugh as Ogata had a brief moment to crush any feelings of remorse or loss that he felt for Kazama.

"Why not rebel at a time like this?!" she continued not even slightly put out by the rest of the classes behaviour.

"Quit the sermon already!" Kuraki yelled.

"Whatever we say won't change anything" Ichimura was speaking up now, and he was right. We're delinquents, no one listens to us, and no one believes us.

"It's not like you damn teachers ever listen to what we say anyway"

"Is that why you're telling me to drop it?" Yamaguchi countered.

Screw it. I don't need to protect him; I don't need to cover for him "oh, by the way," the whole class was looking at Ogata now, wondering what he would have to say on the matter, "he was near the Shirokin Tunnel at the time of the incident. I saw him with my own eyes"

"Really?"

"Yea" a feeling of guilt then consumed him but he dismissed it as agitation and picked up his bag leaving the classroom followed by the rest of the class.

As he walked away with his friends beside him he kept on thinking back to when he saw Kazama running through the underpass and the way he crashed into a passerby. He tried to think of all the reasons why he could have been running like that and why he could have been so pissed off. He was pissed off before seeing Ogata so that couldn't have been it.

--

Kazama went home after he stormed out of the classroom thinking back to that night. He hadn't done anything wrong. He may get into fights but he would never mug anyone.

The next day there was a knock on his door, he went to open it thinking that it may be Ogata trying to blackmail him; he still wanted to punch his face in, but instead it was that annoying Yamaguchi-Sensei again. He tried to close his door but she held it open saying that she needed to talk to him.

"I've got nothing to say to a freaking teacher"

"I want to know the truth"

She wasn't being pushy; she wasn't saying that he was a liar or that he was the perpetrator. She was giving him a chance to tell her what happened, his side of the story. He looked down at her bewildered and decided, why not.

They walked down by the river, Kazama meters ahead of Yamaguchi as she talked to him, "there's someone who saw you on the night of the incident, how about it? Were you near the scene?" damn it, he told her, who else did he tell?

He turned to look around at her as she asked him again for the truth, saying that she wanted to hear it from him. What, does she expect me to make a confession saying that I mugged all those victims? Well I didn't! I knew I shouldn't trust a damn teacher!

He stayed silent, not wanting her to think straight away that he was the mugger.

"You can't tell me?"

"Yea, I was there!" he went silent again and looked away from her.

"Then why did you lie and say that you were at home?!"

"Would anyone have believe me if I told the truth? I would have been treated like the perpetrator just for being nearby! It's always the same, whenever something happens, I've always been suspected! When some money was stolen in elementary school, when a classmate's wallet went missing in Junior High, I was the first suspect. No matter how many times I said I didn't do it, no one would believe me!"

"Kazama…"

He looked down to the ground, the feelings of anger and the frustration of not being believed refuelling and catching up with him.

"You didn't do anything, right?" Yamaguchi finally said breaking the silence and staring at him intensely.

"I didn't do anything" he looked her in the eyes as he said this and felt a sense of relief at someone believing him. A teacher no less… he felt that he could tell her the truth now, "true, I was near the scene that night, but that was it." He walked away hoping that she still believed him and at the same time not wanting to raise his hopes too much, after all, she was a teacher.

And yet again, as if she could hear his thoughts doubting her belief, she called out "I believe you!" he turned around and looked at her as she spoke.

"No matter what the other teachers or police say, I believe you"

He laughed at her as if it was some kind of joke, "Aren't you going to snitch?"

"I'm your homeroom teacher; I won't sell out my students. Thank you for telling me."

Although she seemed sincere with her words, he still couldn't help but think that it was some kind of trick. He looked down at her blankly and then looked away feeling embarrassed by the way that she seemed so trusting and having doubted her.

"Alright then, let's catch the real culprit!"

"Huh?" is she insane?

"Kazama, when the incident happened, you were near the scene right? Did u see anyone suspicious?"

Okay, she's crazy "I didn't see anything"

"Did you hear any voices? Try to remember" what is she thinking? I don't know!

"Like I said, I didn't…" he paused as images flashed through his mind of that night. "Ah…"

"Is there something?" she asked patiently.

"I did run into a guy."

"Really?"

He flashed back to the event where he was walking down the tunnel and a hooded figure ran into him, "look where you're going!" he shouted at him as he grabbed onto his shirt and punched him. He caught glimpses of a necklace and tribal tattoo on his arm. He was pushed away and ran after him.

"I got pissed off and chased him but… I lost him half way" he remembered the look in Ogata's eyes as their gazes met. He looked as though he was looking into Ren, trying to read his mind or something like that. He wondered why he felt as though he wanted to run after Ogata rather than the thug that ran into him.

"What sort of guy was it? Height?" Yamaguchi broke him out of his thoughts and made him think hard back to the event.

"What sort…?"

"Try to remember what you can!"

He looked over the river as though that would help him jog his memory for anything that he could.

"He had… a skull necklace and a tattoo on his right arm…."

After remembering all that he could of the punk, he departed from Yamaguchi with thoughts of the fight he would have with Ogata, although, if he hadn't told Yamaguchi, then she would have never pressed him to remember anything about the perpetrator.

--

The class seemed a lot louder without Kazama there. Not because he controlled the voices of the class members, but because when they were caught in their ongoing battles, everything else seemed to zone out and it would just be the two of them. At the same time as it was aggravating, it was also relaxing when they were caught in that moment. Aggravating because he was still determined to be the only leader of Akadou and 3-D but calming because it distracted him from all other worries or the claustrophobic feel the classroom had with everyone shouting and fighting and throwing things around.

Yamaguchi entered the classroom with a stack or posters in her hand and as she told the class to line up, she handed a poster to every member of the class. As he looked down at the poster he was a drawn picture of a hooded figure, a picture of a skull necklace and a tattoo that supposedly, the real perpetrator has.

"I'd like everyone to help prove Kazama's innocence"

Kuraki and Ichimura looked at each other in surprise and then looked at Yamaguchi, was a teacher really trying to help a student? Their friend?

Honjou laughed and voiced what most of the students were probably thinking, "This, isn't he lying?"

"He's not lying" Yamaguchi informed them.

"Why do you believe that?" Kamiya called out.

"I can tell from looking at his eyes" Ogata looked up at that. Most teachers can't look them in the eye. The ones that do are the stupid ones or are trying to intimidate them. Never before has a teacher looked them in the eye while listening to what they were saying, to really hear what they were saying and read the truth in their eyes.

But this only seemed to have an effect on Ogata, Kamiya walked forward and leaned right in close to Yamaguchi before saying "I smell an idiot" the whole class laughed but this didn't put her down.

"Lend me your hand. Please!" she bowed down to her students awaiting their reaction.

Ogata already knew what was going to happen; as Honjou threw his poster into the air, so did the rest of the class, except Ogata, and they walked away from her. She still kept her bow as they walked out of the classroom and Ogata couldn't help but stare at her with wide eyes. Why was she doing this? Why was she making a fool of herself for a student? No other teacher had believed them before let alone tried to prove their innocence. He watched her as she collected the posters off the floor and collected her bags and left the classroom. He looked at the poster before also grabbing his bag, putting the poster in it and leaving.

His mind was never quite rid of the thoughts about what Yamaguchi had done in class, of what she had done and said before too. If she was right, and Kazama really was telling the truth then he was being unjustly punished. And Ogata hated injustice.

It was hours later when he was walking home with Honjou and Kamiya that they saw her running across the street with those posters in her hand asking complete strangers if they had seen the supposed perpetrator, describing him with just hand drawn images and the word of one teenage delinquent.

"No way, she's really searching for the culprit?" Honjou said as he and Kamiya laughed together at their apparently idiotic homeroom teacher. They really felt nothing about this situation. They didn't need to feel anything. They never had before. What happened to their classmates wasn't any of their business.

"Is she an idiot?" Kamiya continued.

"Totally an idiot" he laughed. It didn't bother them. So why did it bother him? Was he starting to think that Kazama really wasn't the culprit? Or was it something else?

This teacher. She didn't know Kazama at all. She didn't know any of his history or anything about him and she is out here trying to find someone that he might have made up! A teacher has never done anything for any of them before and now Kazama has the undivided attention of a strange teacher that had the idea that he was telling the truth and wanted to help him? If anyone was out here trying to find this mystery guy, shouldn't it be Kazama's friends? He didn't deserve to be worried about!

--

It had been a boring day for Kazama. After he had described the tattoo and necklace to Yamaguchi, he went back home and lay on his bed thinking about all the other times this has happened. All the other times he was accused of stealing something. It made him mad and he threw his fist into the wall making a slight dent.

His thoughts had then wondered to Ogata. He couldn't keep him off his mind. He kind of missed their glaring contests and still didn't know if he would tell anyone else about seeing him near the incident, even with Yamaguchi trying to help him, there was no way of saying that they could find this guy and no way of knowing that Ogata won't tell someone first before they can even find the guy. He thought about the fight that they were yet to have and drifted off into a light sleep where he dreamed of Ogata.

It was the fight that they had been waiting for. They were in the destined park and were circling each other with the rest of their class egging them on to start. Ogata threw a few cheap verbal shots at him which pushed him to start the physical attack. His throw was blind and easily dodged. He threw another punch and that was again dodged.

Ogata was jeering at him with a cocky grin plastered onto his face as he took his turn and hit him square in the jaw. Kazama fell to the floor rolling a couple times before being stopped by a kick in the gut. He was kicked again and when the foot came at him for a third time, he grabbed onto it before it made contact and stopped it. While trapping the leg he tried to stand up only to be pushed down on his knees and kicked again in the gut.

He was about to fall forward when Ogata grabbed a fistful of his hair and forced him to look up at him. "Pathetic. You really thought you could beat me? Don't make me laugh" he punched him repeatedly in the face before allowing him to fall backwards so he was lying on his back as Ogata straddled his waist and started to punch him again.

He leaned down again and placed his lips over Kazama's cheeks breathing on it lightly. "You lose. Now tell them who their leader is" they looked into each others' eyes, Kazama's being half open from swelling up and Ogata's being wide, white and… beautiful? Kazama shook the thought away from his mind but Ogata took that as a refusal to admit defeat. He punched him in the face again, blood was dribbling from the corner of his lip and his cheeks were swelling from the pounding, after he punched him he started to grind his groin into Kazama's own. Kazama's eyes visibly widened at this new course of action and he tried to lift his arms to try and push him off but his position was too strong and he wouldn't budge. Ogata then kissed his cheek roughly and then a loud pounding could be heard.

The banging became more frequent and a cry of "Ren!" was heard. His eyes sleepily opened as he looked around and realised he had fallen asleep. The dream had disturbed him but he couldn't worry about that just now. He shook his head and got out of bed going to the door where the banging was coming from. He opened the door to see Ichimura and Kuraki with a poster in their hands.

--

"we think it'd be great to prove your innocence…" Ichimura said as Kazama had a better look at the poster, being silently amazed at how accurate these drawings were of the real things "…but I don't think this method works" he continued, he knew his friend was innocent, well, more like, he thought he might be innocent. And the posters would have worked… if he was telling the truth.

"Seriously, she's such an idiot right?" Kuraki put in.

Idiot? Probably. No one would really say if they had seen this person or not. If they had then they are probably a friend of them. But I can't believe that she made this and went to all this trouble to help me. He didn't know what to feel. No one had tried so hard to prove his innocence before. He wished that he could do something to help her, to help himself rather than just hanging out with his friends and waiting for a miracle to happen. They said that this wasn't the way to prove his innocence but they didn't have any bright ideas of doing it.

He went on walks and sat at home and lay on his bed feeling helpless and useless. She was trying to prove his innocence and he didn't have a clue what he could be doing to prove it.

A few days had gone passed and Ichimura and Kuraki came over again telling him that she had been seen every day, asking for help and handing out those posters. Was she really so committed to doing this for him? Did she really care so much about him?

--

Every day. Every day! Day time, night time, rain or shine, there she is! Getting out of lessons even before us to find more pedestrians to bother. Handing out those stupid posters! 99 percent of the people who have gone past her didn't even take one or they threw it away straight away! Why is she still going on? Why is she out here every day trying to find this guy that can't possibly exist? Why is she so determined to prove his innocence? She knew him for what, 1 day? And now she is out here every night for him!

He wasn't jealous. Well he didn't think he was. He didn't realise he was. If it had been him in Kazama's situation, would she be out here for him? Depending on how much of an idiot she was he would probably guess yes. But that didn't stop the feeling of jealousy and envy towards Kazama.

It was irrational, he knew that. The chances of finding this guy were slim. He had half a mind to run over to Kazama's place and ask him if he realised what their stupid new homeroom teacher was doing for him. He wanted to see if he was doing anything himself or if he was just lying on his arse waiting for her to find him for him. He had half a mind to go over there and beat the crap out of him.

It was currently raining as he stood holding his umbrella as he watched her attempt to hand out the flyers and watch her get soaked to the skin not even bothering to have an umbrella or anything to protect her. He just couldn't understand it. She bowed and pleaded to the passersby with their umbrellas not sparing a moment to see what she wanted.

He had stood quietly watching her for days. Most people ignored her or took a flyer and then threw it away. Today someone just had to be different. Two men in suits walked up to her, "hey, who said you could do this?" the first man asked.

"I'm looking for this man" she informed them aiming to hand them a poster to look at.

"don't look down on us!" the second man shouted as he grabbed all the posters and threw them on the floor stomping on them and leaving after saying, "don't do this again".

She just bent down and picked them up again, putting them in a neat pile. That was when he approached her. He had had enough of this. She was making a mockery of herself, "Baka djainero?" he said incredulously. She never seemed to even think that he could have been lying to her the entire time.

"Ogata"

"You're just being deceived by his lies! Why don't you realise that already?!"

"I believe in Kazama. If I don't, I shouldn't call myself a teacher, you know?" that was all she said before smiling and walking away. Baka!! He shouted in his head as he tried to cool his blood and bit the inside of his cheek in agitation. And yet again she was asking for help. Asking if anyone had see the made up man. He had to hand it to her. She was dedicated. And he would be grateful to her if he was in this position, whether she found the culprit or not. Not many people would take so many drawbacks and carry on strong. This teacher was going to cause trouble. He could feel it. Everything was going to change.

--

They were in their regular hang out spot. A small den-like café place where they could get drink and play darts or whatever. They were sitting round a table when Honjou spoke, "is that damn teacher searching for the culprit today?

"Does she still believe Ren's lies after Yamato told her he was near the crime scene?" Kamiya asked no one in particular.

"What you just said, is it true?" the boys turned to look up at two officers flashing their badges asking for more details. Damn it. Snitching to Yamaguchi is one thing. Now the police are going to arrest Ren and think he was involved in it.

The feeling of needing to protect Ren had come up again. He told Yamaguchi because she deserved to know the truth, and her knowing obviously wasn't going to harm Kazama's chances and suspicion. Telling the police that he was near the incident would be like saying that he was the culprit. But he couldn't lie to an officer.

Honjou and Kamiya both got out of their seats, Kamiya rubbing the back of his neck looking and feeling extremely guilty.

--

He snitched on me! That stupid motherfucker told them I was near the crime! Argh!

That's what he thought when he was got into the taxi with Kyoto Sawatari who was standing at his door. But he didn't expect much less. It wasn't as though he had never been taken into custody before. He was used to it. It hurt more than he was angry. He felt as if he had been stabbed by someone he thought he could trust rather than snitched on by a foe. Why he felt this way, he didn't now.

He had just finished watching a TV show when there was a very hard knock on his door. He went to open the doors and saw the Head teacher and all he said was "we're going to the police station"

There wasn't any point struggling or shouting as he was lead to the car that would drive them to the station.

The ride was silent as he looked out with window; the sequence of scenery was familiar to him. He had had this journey before. When he got out of the car he saw Yamaguchi standing there in front of the car. Why was she there? It wasn't her that had snitched was it? She said she wouldn't, but since when did he trust a teacher. No. There was no possible way that it was Yamaguchi who snitched on him. She had been handing flyers out every day trying to find the culprit, she had no reason to. It had to be Ogata.

Kazama was lead by the arm by Sawatari towards the station, "it appears I was too naïve, huh? For thinking that you'd be able to control 3-D." no one has been able to do it so far, what made you think she would be able to?... well, she isn't an ordinary teacher I suppose. "These guys are trash after all" what did you say? He looked at the Kyoto glaring slightly at his words; "it's useless to teach things to trash" he was used to hearing this as well. He carried on keeping his cool exterior as Yamaguchi stood in front of them trying to block their path, "Kyoto!" she called out stopping them.

"Yamaguchi-sensei, you knew didn't you?" he accused. "That this guy was near the scene of the crime" he extended. "Apparently the police heard it from Yamato Ogata" I knew it! That fucker!! He turned around and controlled his glare at Kyoto barely keeping himself from lashing out at him to track down Ogata and beat him to a pulp.

"but Kazama isn't the perpetrator" she was still on his side. She was still fighting for him.

"Whether he is the culprit or not, the police will investigate from here on out!" he bellowed.

She turned around to see the detectives and several other officers coming out of the building to take in Kazama. Without even hesitating she ran up the steps towards the officers and started talking, "detective. That guy only lied because if he told you the truth, you'd have thought he did it." She's still fighting for me. Why? At this rate she'll get fired.

"It's okay already!" he called out to her.

"What's okay?"

He smiled briefly before saying, "I'm used to this sort of thing"

"Don't get used to it"

All the detectives walked around her and they approached Kazama.

"Detective. Lying was the only way for him to protect himself," shut up. Stop it. You're not helping he thought as the detective grabbed onto his arm and roughly pulled him towards the station "isn't it us as adults that made him that way?" she still hadn't give up fighting, "please, don't drive Kazama into a corner anymore," how could she understand so well how I feel? How could she know if I feel trapped or alone? "Detective, Please!" the ignored her. They all ignored her. It was only Kyoto that spoke to her, grabbing a hold of her arm and calling her name. He only needed to call her name to make her stop going forward. The last thing that he had heard from her was that she was going to save him no matter what, but he didn't bother looking round to see if he could find truth in her eyes.

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Shouting, that's all I could hear, I could just hear her shouting. Defending him. Sticking up for him. She so strongly believed that he was innocent that she promised she would do whatever it takes to save him. I should be the one that needs to save him. I'm the one who got him into this mess in the first place. But I still don't even know if this guy even existed. I felt guilty about snitching on him, but I still am not even sure that he is innocent. She saw me looking at her and we looked at each other as though we were trying to send messages to one another – save Ren – and then I left.

I walked down by the river trying to convince myself that if he is guilty then I don't need to feel bad. I would have helped arrest the guy that has been mugging people. A hero. I had nothing to worry about. But then I thought back to Yamaguchi-Sensei. 'I believe in Kazama' she had said. 'if I don't I shouldn't call myself a teacher, you know?' does that mean that if I didn't believe in him I can't call myself his class mate? Ha why would I even think that? We had never done anything for each other before, why start now? But it made me stop. It made me think a little harder. Feel a little more. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the crumpled folded poster. I looked at it and looked at the details of the mystery man and turned around running in the other direction thinking, 'I'm going to find this punk and get Ren out of jail. I'm taking responsibility for this.'

I ran towards town, looking in the streets and the clubs, looking for this guy that would get Ren out of custody. When I was passing through a club I bumped into this big guy. The punk had the nerve to grab onto my shirt and tell me to watch where I was going, "what?" I also grabbed onto his shirt raising my eyebrows showing him that I wasn't afraid of a fight. We glared at each other for a moment before I glanced down and saw the skull necklace. After a moment I let go of his collar and apologised but watched as he went to the bar and ordered a Bourbon Double. I checked the poster and sure enough it said the golden skull necklace. The next part was the tattoo; I went to the bar and ordered a tonic water keeping a close but subtle eye on the supposed perpetrator. As he reached forward for his drink his sleeve rode up and I saw the tattoo on his right arm. This was the guy that bumped into Ren. I followed him out the club and down many roads trying to be subtle about it, but that last turning that he made, when I went down to follow him, he had disappeared. I ran down the alleyway and heard his voice ring out from behind me. He had tricked me.

"So it's you? You're following me around?" I turned and waited for him to step out of the shadows. He was taller than me, he looked stronger too, I turned to run and found two of his thugs blocking the way. When I turned around again, two more were blocking the other end. 5 on 1. It didn't look too good. I didn't stand a chance against them. But I didn't let fear show in my features.

"You're the guy behind the serial muggings, aren't you?"

"So what if I am?"

The four other thugs closed in on me and dragged me to a warehouse where they started throwing me between them each giving me a kick or a punch. Passing me around like a toy. I was hardly aware of anything but the pain I was feeling with every hit. At some point I remember thinking that I was glad that Ren had bumped into that pedestrian and spent a short while caught in a staring contest rather then carried on chasing him. It could have been him here. He could have been in worse shape than being arrested.

Once I had been passed around enough times I was thrown onto the floor where the leader fisted my hair and brought my head up to meet his gaze, "have you learnt you're lesson yet?"

"Because of you, someone else has been falsely accused"

"So what?"

I grabbed onto his shirt, pulling myself up slightly, "I'm going to take you to the cops" I knew that I didn't sound convincing. I knew that I was beaten badly and could hardly keep conscious, but I still had to say it.

"Don't fuck with me!" he shouted as he threw me to the side and kicked me in the ribs. They were laughing. All of them where laughing at my weak state.

And then they stopped.

A loud bang was heard.

They all looked around.

They didn't know what it was.

Someone was breaking in.

Someone that they didn't know or didn't want was knocking the door down. It was clear as the thumps got louder and louder. The metal door broke down and crashed into various items nearby causing them to fly in random directions at the inhabitants.

I craned my neck to try and see who it was. I saw the light pouring in through the now open doorway and saw a brief outline of a figure walking towards us. I was so worn out and convinced that whoever this was, they were here to help me. I was delirious and could have sworn I saw the pigtails outline of that stupid new teacher before everything went dark…

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Ogata woke up with a splitting head ache to see pink sakura petals falling around him. He blinked a few times before he realised they actually were petals and not an after effect of getting hit in the head too hard. He looked around and felt the damp grass under his hands. He saw the profile view of his stupid new teacher and instantly pushed himself into a sitting position.

"You woke up" she said.

"What happened to those guys?"

"Those guys?"

"The culprit"

"When I got there, they had already been apprehended."

"Huh? But…"

So I was delirious, she can't save all her students at once now can she. maybe I just wanted to see her there…

"You…going overboard" she grinned at him, "thank you though, for finding the culprit."

"It has nothing to do with you"

"I was happy"

"Huh?"

"You believed Kazama didn't you?"

"I just paid for what I had done"

"I see"

He stared at her a moment longer before struggling to get up. She tried helping him but he threw her off him.

"I'm not a kid"

"But even so, you are one of my precious students, you and Kazama." She was doing it again, reading their emotions, their thoughts and feelings. Of course, Ogata didn't realise that she had done this to Kazama too, she seemed to realise that Ogata felt somewhat jealous and envious of the attention that she had been giving Kazama. She was showing him that she cared about all her students. All of them were precious too her. Everyone had her trust and everyone would get her help when they need it.

He tried to keep a smile from his face, but when he couldn't he turned it round, "don't make me laugh" he said. He picked up his bag and walked away without saying another word.

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He was so glad that the real culprit got caught. For once he didn't have to pay the price for someone else's bad doings. It was late when he got home and he fell onto his bed and went straight to sleep.

It was a strange dream. He saw Ogata at the police station when he was taken in. He saw him running into town as though he was looking for someone.

He saw him looking at the poster in his hands that had the details of the culprit. He wasn't really looking for him, was he? He actually believed him? He followed Yamato's journey, not having much of a choice, and followed him from the beginning. When he walked into the club and bumped into the culprit, Ren felt a sudden surge of fear for Ogata curse through him. This guy looked like major trouble. But he continued to follow him as Ogata followed the culprit.

He saw him being trapped and saw him being dragged away. He watched and winced as he was beaten to a pulp and heard an echo of Yamato's voice saying that he was glad Ren had run into that pedestrian that night or this could have been him. He heard the door slam to the floor but only watched as Yamato fell unconscious. The next thing he saw was Yamato still unconscious but in a different location. He was under a sakura tree and the petals falling in his hair and the relaxed expression in his beaten face made him look beautiful and pure. But as Yamato's eyes opened, the scene started to fade and he began to wake up.

He went and showered then threw on some clothes. The more awake he became the more the memories of the dream faded away. He had complexly forgotten he had even had a dream as he heard a knock at the door. He went and opened it and regretted it when he saw the happy chirpy face of Yamaguchi-sensei.

"Ohio!" he tried to close the door but she stopped him, "isn't it great that the culprit was caught?" he gave up on trying to close the door and simply leaned against the door frame avoiding her gaze. He shifted in his place uncomfortably, but finally said a quiet, "yea"

"Ogata found him" and then suddenly that dream and everything in it came back to him as he slowly turned to look at his teacher, "hurry up and get ready to go to school or you'll be late" he walked back into his home and threw on his Akadou High jacket before grabbing his bag and locking up the house. He tried to walk as slow as physically possible to avoid walking with his overly energetic homeroom teacher as they approached the school grounds, "come on Kazama, hurry up!"

When he had finally caught up with his teacher he saw her staring somewhere and heard her call a familiar name, "Ogata" he stared in the same direction. Yamato was sitting on the ground leaning against a wall beside the entrance gate, one leg out stretched and the other bent. When he got a closer look he saw that he seemed to be bruised. They both approached him but he didn't even seem to notice until he saw Yamaguchi crouch down next to him. At this point he looked away irritated, "What are you doing? You'll be late" their teacher said to him. His lip twitched and he let out an exasperated sigh as Kazama approached him looking down at him critically at his plastered lip and bruised cheek bones. Was there something more to his dream then it just being a dream? There was no other way that he could have got those injuries. Not in the short time anyway. He felt something tug at his heart as he saw how exhausted and battered Ogata was. "I heard you found the culprit" he started, this was the most of a 'thank you' that Ogata was going to get from him.

"it's not like it was for your sake or anything" he stared off in his uncaring fashion that was so typically Yamato.

He then looked back over at him and spoke again, "I still haven't settled things with you yet"

Ren looked away, not feeling as though he could handle looking at Ogata's eyes at the moment. He was so confused. With the strange dreams and it mixing with reality, he wasn't sure if he was always going to be able to tell the difference anymore. He did however look at his teacher when he felt her eyes on him. He looked at her, half glaring to make her look away, but when she carried on looking at him with that knowing smile he couldn't stay quiet, "what?" he asked. Not completely sure he really wanted to know. But she just looked away and made a sound similar to that of a fan-girl squeal. "Yosh! Let's say you guys have buried the hatchet for the time being" she said as she rubbed their heads briefly before being thrown off.

"Hatchet?" they asked simultaneously.

"Ah... well… I mean... made up, made up" she corrected quickly.

Ren chanced a glance at Yamato before the other new teacher came out calling for Yamaguchi, "Yamaguchi-Sensei! It's terrible! Hurry up and come!" she called.

Yamaguchi and the other teacher ran towards the assembly building, Ogata and Kazama staying behind a bit. They turned their gazes back onto each other and simply looked at each other for a minute. They weren't glaring, or competing, they just looked into each others' eyes trying to read each other. Ren was the first to make a move. He reached his hand out towards Yamato and waited for him to take it. Yamato looked at the hand for a while before taking it and allowing Ren to help him up. He brought him up so quickly that they nearly crashed into each other. Instead their hands were clutching each other's tightly as they stared into each others' eyes before casting a downward look at each others lips. They felt each others breaths reach them and acting purely on impulse, Yamato closed his eyes and placed his lips on Ren's. aAfter the initial shock, Ren too closed his eyes and they stood there for a moment before parting and looking away from each other, "l-lets go" Ren managed to stammer out as he chased slightly behind Yamato towards the hall.

When they reached the hall Yamaguchi was walking towards the stage and getting up on it.

"you guys. Clear your ears and listen carefully." Ogata and Kazama stood a good two meters apart not even sparing each other a glance looking directly ahead being able to blame the slight pink in their cheeks on running rather than blushing, "you don't call yourselves comrades, if your just hanging together to have fun. Real comrades take each other head on; they have complete faith in one another. Don't live a meaningless life not knowing that much! You still have a lot of time till you graduate. It's not too late. Make some real invaluable comrades. I'll be with you until the very end. Don't run away!" why did the two boys at the back feel as though this was directed at them? Everyone in the hall, all the teachers at least, were staring at her in admiration having felt the impact of her words. The 3-D guys looked doubtful about what she had said, but Yamato and Ren felt as though that could have been directed at them they felt that Yamaguchi knew what had happened after she had left and saw them running away. But anything that they thought they felt for the other they locked away and replaced it with renewed anger and hate.

They had started out hating each other. That soon changed. However, coming to terms with their new feelings was an entirely different matter.


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