"Aiutami!" screamed a crying brunette as she was held against her will.

"Francis!" she cried "You've never taken it this far please let me go!" tears streaking her cheeks.

A blonde man was sucking at her neck while his finger twirled her curl around, his lips parted from her fair skin leaving behind a red circle behind.

"Hush my darling" he cooed in her ear. "I'm graduating this year and I just thought it was time that I take what I so desire…" he said with his French accent while unbuttoning her shirt.

"Oh Feliciana…" he mumbled his face going in her chest leaving saliva all over her bare breasts.

Feliciana cried and wondered why on earth he was doing this to her, he always teased and tormented her through out school; he tripped her, pulled her hair and often humiliated her in public but only that! She never noticed that as the years went by his bullying had become more…physical.

Francis' bullying had reached the point where she no longer cared and merely shrugged it off and continued with her regular studies even though on the inside it made her sad that others as well bullied her never understanding why. She could not wait to graduate and take over her family business.

"AIUTAMI!" she screamed once more, Francis quickly covered the quivering girl's mouth with his hand.

"Shh…You don't want to be interrupted do you?" he said firmly planting his lips on hers, forcing her mouth open and slithering his tongue in.

Feliciana whimpered and chocked, she kept insulting herself in her mind how she had gotten herself in this situation?

When Francis had entered her classroom, knowing that, as usual she was the last to leave. Feliciana simply expected the regular taunts and the usual tripping at the exit but instead he closed the classroom door in no fear of someone coming in taking advantage that the classroom was not going to be used for the rest of the day. So he turned of the lights ran up to her and took her to the ground.

"Ah…this is so much easier than I thought-in the middle of the day too…this is such a great way to start my year…" he murmured undoing his own shirt with one hand while the other covered her mouth "we should do this at least once a day."

Feliciana gave him a look of disbelief; surely he knew that she was going to report it to the police!

Francis shrugged and smiled "I know you won't tell anyone Mon Sheri …" he mumbled in her neck. "No one will ever believe you…it would be more believable that you threw yourself at me" he chuckled "people here would vouch for me and you know it"

Feliciana began to hyperventilate. He was right the only one who would ever stand up for her was her grandfather and he had passed on, she couldn't ask her other relatives at the academy for help. They all shunned her, her brother especially. At that moment she had lost all her hope Francis was right nobody liked her, reporting it would just make her life worse until graduation but she never realized that all the dislike she received was envy.

She was rich, beautiful, kind, had a good head for business not to mention she had a huge inheritance coming her way once she was eighteen.

Feliciana gave up her struggle. Francis' words had an affect on her and she realized she was truly alone.

At that moment the door to the class room opened, and a sweaty Francis got up.

A young blonde man had entered; he wore the uniform of the school so he was clearly a student. His hair was neatly combed back and his piercing blue eyes were staring at a sheet of paper with confused expression, then he looked up and saw the crying girl and the boy that was forcing her down.

"Hey!" he said his German accent apparent "what are you doing to her? Leave her alone!" he yelled running up towards the pair.

Feliciana's eyes widened.

Francis realized he must have been a new student, but did not loosen his grip on Feliciana. He smiled at the new comer as if he were a life long friend.

"You know I can just let you have her after I'm done" he said "I'll break her in for you. Although I would appreciate some privacy" his face went back to Feliciana and the blond boy heard muffled screaming coming from the girl. It wasn't long before he was off of her; the blonde new comer turned out to be quiet strong and easily threw the French man to the wall. That was him violence first questions later.

Feliciana sat up and stared in awe while quickly sat buttoning her shirt.

The blonde young man had Francis pinned to the wall "Doesn't feel so good does it?" He asked

"Well" Francis said leaning into the other mans face "You are quiet handsome you know"

Creeped out by his statement he quickly let him go. Francis hit the ground, the wind taken out of him.

"I hope this school isn't full of freaks like you" he said then he turned to Feliciana who just stared at him with admiration.

His mind flickered to some blurry memory of a rat going under a green table cloth. He held his head for a second and as usual his mind cleared. He acknowledged Feliciana once more.

"Do you want to report it to the police?" he asked her.

Feliciana had a look of terror on her face and shook her head "It'll do more harm than good" she said

The blonde man shrugged saying "Alright" as he walked out the door he stepped on Francis' back.

Feliciana quickly followed also stepping on Francis' back, the French man just groaned.

Feliciana quickly spotted the new comer and followed close behind him while peering at his paper.

The blonde man noticed and quickly pulled the paper away from her line of vision "Do you mind!?" he snapped at her. The girl just smiled "What's your name?" she asked

The blonde boy sighed "Just call me West please"

The girl quickly got on her tip toes and with assistance of West's shoulders she pulled herself up and kissed both his cheeks with a cute little hop.

West blushed.

"I'm Feliciana" she said. "We have the same class" she lied "I'll take you to it" she grabbed his wrist and dragged him along.

"Hey-I don't need your help" he said snatching his hand away with such force that it caused Feliciana to smack her face against the ground.

West gasped afraid he might have harmed her. He was quick to her side "Hey…are you okay"

Feliciana just turned to him and smiled a bit of tears pooling around her eyes, not because of the pain of hitting the ground but because no other student had ever been so nice to her.

"Veee…I'm alright" she said cheerfully standing up.

West sighed unable to comprehend this girl "This school is full of weirdo's" he thought

He turned once more and walked towards his classroom, Feliciana followed him. At first he said nothing about it but it was getting annoying-she was everywhere he went!

Every class, wherever he sat for lunch, and every free moment he had. Finally he had had enough when she tried following him to the boys locker room.

"Hey! Can you just leave me alone!?" he yelled. Feliciana's eyes filled with sadness.

"…but I want to be your friend" she mumbled.

West raised his eyebrows in surprise "Nobody's ever been so nice to me" and she began to cry.

West panicked! Never had he been in this situation, people avoided him often because he was so intimidating and never had he had to deal with a crying girl.

"Ah…Ah!" he began "DAMN IT!" he thought.

"No…No" he said forcing himself to smile…forcing…the smile looked forced…indescribably forced.

"Huh?" said Feliciana

"…I just meant *ahem*…that this is the boy's locker room and you can't go inside" he mumbled.

Feliciana stared at him for a second looking at his forced smile carefully.

West became nervous, worried that she had caught on.

"Vee!" she said cheerfully "Alright!" and ran into the girls locker room happily.

West didn't know what to think "I think I got myself into something" and he went inside the locker room. He was glad physical education was his last class not only did he like the subject but he could finally go home and relax.

"Home" he thought sadly "I wonder if my brother will be home tonight" he thought while getting dressed.

He felt an arm around his shoulder, as always his first reaction was violence.

Who ever the poor soul was his head was now firmly planted against a locker. When West snapped back to reality and realized he was pushing somebody's head against a locker, and somebody with a British accent was yelling at him.

"Eh…?" he turned to the person next to him.

"I said let go of him you daft-"he began but West let go with an indifferent expression on his face just to shut the British boy up.

"Alfred!" he quickly said going to his aid. It took a while for Alfred's vision to adjust he had become a bit dizzy.

"It's a good thing I wasn't wearing my glasses…" he mumbled a bit groggy.

"Why I'm going to curse him so hard-"he began.

Alfred laughed completely readjusted "Arthur! It takes a lot more than that to hurt me" and he laughed heroically.

Arthur groaned "Your nose is bleeding…"

Arthur turned once more to yell at West but he was already out the door.

"He is so weird…" he mumbled heading back to his locker and finish getting dressed.

West was a tad bit sorry about hurting Alfred but he hoped that his little show in the locker room would discourage people to approach him.

Feliciana was quickly getting dressed; ignoring all the stares of disapproval she was receiving from some of the girls but not all, in reality nearly all the girls where in their own little world. One in particular always looked at her with admiration.

"Hey Chun do you know why she is in such a hurry?" said a long silver haired girl to another girl with dark brown hair.

She shrugged but smiled "I don't know Anya….but she looks a lot happier"

Another girl approached the pair.

"Didn't you hear?" she said to them "Apparently she is following the new German student around."

Their mouths turned into O's as they understood.

Anya sighed "…but she already has so much going for her and now she gets a boyfriend?" Chun raised an eyebrow "So did she and Francis break up?" then she closed her eyes and nodded in approval.

"Maybe we can finally approach her. Francis never let anyone near her, I guess she isn't so stuck since she took it upon herself to finally dump him." She said closing her locker.

Anya smiled "I hear she makes great food too." And they exited the locker room.

Unseen a small cute girl with black hair, she shook her head in disapproval. "You two are blind" she thought "It's not fair that you choose to approach her now, when it was so obvious she was being tormented by that French man, I admire the new student I'm glad he stood up for her"

She sighed and walked outside.

There she spotted Feliciana staring admirably at West and holding a towel ready for when he needed it.

The girl with the bob haircut smiled and approached the pair.

"Aren't you going to go to your class?" he asked Feliciana. She shook her head and smiled at him.

"No I don't like doing physical things!" she said cheerfully.

West simply groaned and was slightly disappointed in her. He felt his splitting headache come back for a second but then it went away, this time he saw a running little child. That was odd…was that memory clear?

"I've been getting these headaches all day, and the things that appear in my mind are so weird"

"It doesn't make any sense!" he yelled annoyed at his own mind.

"Is everything alright?" asked a gentle voice.

Both West and Feliciana turned to look at the small Japanese girl.

"Konichiwa" she greeted the two politely.

West was taken aback by the new comer. "Er…hello" he responded awkwardly.

The girl bowed "My name is Sakura and I'm very pleased to meet you both."

Feliciana gasped "I want to give her a nice hug!" she thought.

"I wanted to say that I admire how heroic you were today when you stood up for Feliciana-san."

Then she turned to Feliciana and bowed "I'm sorry I've ignored you until now but truth be told I've always admired you" she said.

Feliciana's heart skipped a beat and she blushed. To think that same day she had considered herself to be hated by everyone.

Feliciana smiled unable to contain herself, she hugged the small girl. "This year is going to be great" she exclaimed happily.

Sakura became uncomfortable "Please don't touch me"