Anonymity

Chapter One

-And So the Melodramatic Trauma Begins-

Natsumi reached up and pulled her geometry book down from the shelf in her locker. After positioning it and her binder under her arm, she brushed some of her short pink locks from her face and pushed them behind her ear. She closed the metal door and let out an annoyed sigh. How she hated high school. It was certainly the worst thought anyone had ever had, other than middle school.

She held her things closer to her, starting down the hall and getting a few odd looks. She was used to it though. Everyone thought she was weird, because her brother, the senior captain of the soccer team, was the all-star of almost everything in their school. And she, just a sophomore, with pink hair, was stamped as the underachiever, since she didn't care enough to join any of the clubs. People sucked sometimes, and she just didn't understand why they didn't like her. She was pretty, extraordinarily pretty. But of course, her reclusive behavior seemed to label her as a freak.

With another dismal sigh she walked down the hall, resting her books and binder on her exposed hip. Maybe it was her wardrobe that made people wary of her. She had on a pair of black skinny jeans, held up with a studded belt and a tight black shirt that exposed part of her flat stomach. It was long sleeved, reaching over the tips of her fingers and cut in a V-neck.

She was shoved aside suddenly, her things tumbling from her arms as she hit the lockers. "What the hell?" she glared at the one who had caused her stumble.

"Aw. Poor klutz." The brunette girl sneered, crossing her arms over her chest. Said brunette was Taka, the head cheerleader and head bitch of the century. Natsumi grimaced and rolled her eyes. She hated Taka and everything she stood for, but especially because of what she had.

Being the head cheerleader and a sexy brunette with icy blue eyes, she got dibs on one of the hottest and most popular guys at school. And it royally pissed the pink haired girl off, because she knew she was prettier and smarter than the cheering bimbo. And if she really had to resort to tearing her down, her breasts were bigger, though not by much. Deciding not to retaliate, she kneeled down and began to collect her fallen papers as Taka just laughed and walked off with her group of cronies.

Another pair of hands joined hers on the floor, obviously male, as they were larger than hers. They picked up one of her books, and when Natsumi looked up, her eyes widened at who it was. It was Uchiha Akito, star player on the soccer team, the hottest boy on her radar, and…her older brother's best friend. "I'm sorry about that." He said to her, meeting her gaze with his deep green eyes. "Here's your book." He held out her fallen geometry text.

"Um…thanks." She blushed as they both stood and she nervously moved some of her bangs from her face, pushing them behind her ear. "And it's no big deal." Natsumi sighed, taking the book from him and replacing it in her arms.

"Just don't let her get to you." He said, the corner of his mouth lifting up in a friendly smile, before continuing on his way down the hall.

Natsumi stared after him, a huge blush spreading across her cheeks. Holy crap, Uchiha Akito had just spoken to her and helped her with her things. She felt elated, and was in complete bliss. She was completely in love with the boy, even if he was a junior and she was just a sophomore. He was gorgeous and smart, everything anyone could ever want. But that stupid bitch Taka was his current broad.

With a roll of her eyes Natsumi continued towards her next class, since she'd just finished lunch. But all she could think about was Akito. He was amazing, but he hardly even noticed her. He probably didn't even know her name, despite the fact her he and her brother had been best friends since middle school. Her brother, Toshiro, the amazing star, sometimes he really pissed her off. He was just too perfect. Too nice. Sometimes, she actually thought her brother was a robot. But she did love him, and he really was great.

She let out another sigh and walked into the classroom, sitting down with her things and slumping forward. How she wanted to at least have a real conversation with the fixation of her love. But she knew that would never happen. The only thing that ever transpired between the two was some slight idle chatter which consisted of asking her if she needed something while they both happened to be in the kitchen, a hello when she was with her brother, or anything of the like. It totally and completely sucked.

But, she was still happy. He'd helped her with her books, and actually spoken bad about his menacing girlfriend. That would be the highlight of her day most definitely. A girl with long, straight, ebony hair ran into the room then, a huge smile on her face. She was wearing a pair of white, heeled sandals, a faded jean skirt and a white tank top on, with a light blue cardigan over it. She let out an excited squeal as she sat next to Natsumi, seeming to bubble over with joy. "Natsumi, you are never going to guess what happened to me during lunch." She began, not even waiting for her friend to say anything. "Toshiro held the door open for me, and I said thank you, and he said, no problem. Then I just walked forward, making sure to sway my hips so that he looked at my butt, which I bet he did." She said, practically bouncing in her seat.

"He stared at your butt?" the pink haired blinked.

"Well," Minako sighed. "I don't know for sure, because I didn't want to be totally obvious in my flirtations by looking over my shoulder, but I felt the weight of his gaze." She nodded. "I felt it."

"Uh…okay?" Natsumi laughed and then a huge grin cracked across her face. "You'll never guess what happened to me just moments ago. It blows your moment out of the water!"

Minako's eyes widened and she gasped. "Akito took hold of your arm and pulled you into one of the empty classrooms and pressed you against the wall in an erotic embrace?"

"What?" Natsumi asked, looking extremely confused before shaking her head vigorously. "No, no, no." she blushed a dark red. "That sleazebag Taka knocked my books down and Akito helped me pick them up!" she squealed happily.

"Really?" Minako gasped, squealing along with her friend. "That's amazing. You are one step closer to getting him to notice you!" she smiled brightly.

"I know. I know." She clapped her hands together, glancing back when a spot of pink caught her attention. A girl who looked almost exactly like her walked in, her face downcast and annoyed as her long pink hair fell around her to her waist in waves. She was wearing a pair of black capris and a white tank top, her book bag over her shoulder. There was a tall blonde trailing after her, even into the classroom, and he drew everyone's eye, because he was dressed like a pirate.

"Hey Satomi. Hey Kyo." Natsumi said to her twin sister and her sister's stalker. "I see you chose an elaborate attire today." She said to the blonde.

"I did. Today, I am striving to be Will Turner, from Pirates of the Caribbean, only cooler." Kyo smiled. "What do you think?"

The younger twin laughed, nodding in approval. "Muy muy excellente." Natsumi said, making an A-Okay to her friend.

"I think it looks stupid." Satomi said, sounding bored, as she usually did, taking her seat behind her sister.

This caused the blonde to deflate a bit, until perking up quickly after. "That's okay, tomorrow my character will blow your mind." He said, nodding excitedly. Then he turned towards the door, waving over his shoulder. "Later me hearties!" he said, heading off to his own classroom.

"Bye Kyo!" Natsumi waved after him. "Oh! I mean shiver me timbers…or something like that." She laughed, smiling back at her sister. "Kyo's so cute."

"Whatever." She said simply, picking up her book and beginning to read where she left off. "I think he's a freak."

"Oh come on Satomi, he's completely devoted to you, and he's a senior. Why won't you go on just one date with him?" Minako said. "Maybe he'll dress normal for that."

"Because he's a psycho. He follows me around, and takes pictures of me while I'm asleep, because someone keeps letting him in our house at night." Satomi said sharply, glaring at her sister.

The young twin's jaw dropped. "Oh come on that was only like…four times. Will you get over it already?"

"No."

"But you look really peaceful when you're asleep." The ebony haired girl said. "Besides, you have no idea what I'd give to be in your position. If Toshiro treated me the way Kyo treats you, I'd be the happiest girl in the world." She sighed, a dreamy look coming to her light blue eyes.

Satomi sighed and placed her book down, glaring at her friend and her sister. "If you really were treated this way, you'd be annoyed too. You're just lucky Toshiro and Akito are too idiotic and retarded to notice their stalkers."

Natsumi gasped, looking offended. "I am not a stalker. I simply appreciate Akito from a distance."

"Stalker."

"I just keep tabs on Toshiro because I like to be well informed." Minako said.

"Stalker."

Natsumi shook her head. "We are not stalkers. Okay just because I like to watch Akito-"

"Alright class!" the teacher announced, getting all the students' attention. "We're doing a very special school project for all the English classes. Since we want to show unification as a school, everyone will be participating in a virtual pen pal project. You will get an email that belongs to another student in the school, and for one week will be in contact and learn about one another. Now, it is anonymous, but if you wish it, you can tell your partner your name and become better friends actually at school."

"Oooh, this sounds exciting." Minako whispered to Natsumi.

The girl nodded, smiling somewhat. "It actually does."

"I just hope I don't get Kyo." Satomi ground out, not seeming all that thrilled with the project.

"So class, come up and get the laptop you were assigned for the year and set up at your desk. The email has been sent to your student account, and every one person only has one pen pal. It has all been done electronically, so there are no double-ups. I hope you enjoy." Their teacher smiled, gesturing for them to get up.

They followed suit and did as they were instructed, taking their laptops and turning them on. The room was silent as everyone signed on and began to run through their homework and mail before getting to the assignment. Natsumi clicked on the email, the only contents being the address inside that read . She arched a delicate brow. Well that sure was an interesting email. She copied the address, opened a new message to send, and then began typing out her message for her new mystery friend.

Akito let out a dreary sigh as he sat in the back of his history class, blocking out his professor's monotonic voice. He'd already learned about this when he was in middle school. Why did the school system insist on teaching students the same thing year after year? It didn't really get them anywhere, and was just a bother for everyone.

Already bored, he pulled out his iPhone and saw that he had a new email. Curious, he opened it up and raised a brow when he saw who it was from. Some person whose email address was . He opened it, reading its contents.

Dear DarkFalcon,

So, we have this new assignment. I don't know if you've been to English yet or not but we have to be pen pals for a week. We got the laptops in my class so I guess we get a head start on this. So…what to say. Well, I'm a girl. So to clear things up with that…yeah. Sorry I'm awkward with new people and I guess it's even through email.

Anyways, I think this could actually be kind of fun if we can get into it. I wouldn't mind having someone I could tell stuff to, and you'd have no idea who I am. So let's get started.

Like I said, I'm a girl. I really like to write and play sports, but I don't do anything for the school since I hate it and hope someday it will burn down. It's like prison for children and the people suck just as equally. At least the ones I know, but I can't speak for everyone. Well, I guess I'll hear from you sometime today or whatever. Tah for now.

CrescentMoon

Interesting. He had heard about this assignment from some of his friends who had already been to English today. It sounded okay, but he thought what the faculty was trying to do was just stupid. If people really wanted to know everyone in the school, they would make a point to do it. Trying to force them all to know more people just seemed a little desperate.

Turning his phone on its side, he began to type out a response.

Dear CrescentMoon,

I haven't been to English yet today, but I'm in history and bored, so I'm responding early I guess. As should be obvious from my email, I am a guy. I like to play sports as well, though that's really all I do for the school. Everything else just seems pointless. It's not like the people who really deserve credit ever receive any anyways.

And I agree with you, that this place is a prison, and everyone here sucks. It's like I'm surrounded by idiots that only know how to do what is expected of them by society.

I don't really have anything else to say, so I'm just going to go ahead and finish this email.

Darkfalcon

Rereading his email, he pressed send, just as the bell rang for everyone to go to their next class. He rose from his seat and picked up his messenger bag, slinging it over his shoulder and heading off to English. He didn't even listen as his teacher explained the pen pal assignment to him, since he'd already responded to it, and so when he got his assigned laptop, he just finished up an essay that was due in the next week.

As he finished that, he found himself hoping that whoever this CrescentMoon girl was emailed him back soon. It would become an interesting thing to do in his otherwise boring and trivial days. "This is stupid." He said lowly, so that only the brunette boy next to him could hear. Despite actually almost liking this assignment, he had to keep up appearances, and therefore tell people what they would expect him to say. Deep blue sapphire eyes turned and looked at him, and the spiky haired boy simply smiled.

"I think it'll be fun. I hope mine's a girl. They always have really juicy stories to tell and I could use some new gossip. Plus…I don't really wanna talk to a guy. And girls are so much cuter. Oh! Like Tomoyo! I hope I get her, that would be absolutely fantastic." He snickered, returning to his task of typing up his email for his pen pal. "This assignment rocks."

Akito deadpanned at his friend. "I swear…you are such a woman sometimes."

Haru simply waved him off. "I just like to be in the know. So back off."

There was a small beep from Akito's computer and the whole class looked up to him in curiosity. "Well, well. Akito." The teacher smiled, "Looks like you're the first to get a reply in the class from their new friend."

"Yeah whatever." He said, nonchalantly opening up the email, though on the inside he was pleased she had responded so quickly. It read:

Darkfalcon,

That's cool. Yeah, I'm in art now and all we're doing is a power point. My best friend is like freaking out from his lack of something to do. He's such a freak. Haha, but cool you play sports. I really like soccer. I play sometimes with my brother, but just at home. I have to admit I'm kinda lame like that. But anyways. I don't know if you'd be up for it but I really hate emailing and all. I asked my teacher if IM-ing was allowed and she said yes. So if you wouldn't mind we could always do that as well as email or whatever. Just a suggestion.

And I think the anticipation of mail makes me all jittery but bleh. So I guess you could tell me about yourself and stuff you like. So go write on. =)

Tah

CrescentMoon

The corner of his mouth lifted in a small smile. He could say one thing about this girl, she was interesting. He went ahead and opened up a new email in order to respond to her.

CrescentMoon,

I don't really know what to tell you about myself. I could tell you some of the generic things I suppose. My favorite color is black, but don't worry, I'm not emo or anything, I just think that black is a cool color. I mean, nothing that's black looks bad. Ever. At least in my experience they don't. I like soccer as well, it's actually my favorite sport. In my free time I play, read, and play the guitar. I'm actually pretty good at it.

I also exercise a lot, but that's required to stay in shape for sports, as well as for myself. I like knowing that I look good, and it's because of my hard work. Not to mention it helps with the ladies, but for the most part that's just annoying.

Let's see, what else can I tell you? I can't think of anything at the moment, but if you have any questions I'll answer them. Maybe. I reserve the right to refuse, and/or plead the fifth.

And I think that your idea to use messenger is a good one. I'll be on tonight around eight, if you're interested. I have to do some stuff first, and then of course eat dinner.

Until then,

Darkfalcon

He sent it, just before the bell rang. Sighing, he logged off and shut down the laptop, preparing to go to his last class of the day. Thank God it was almost over.

Natsumi walked down the hall with Kyo, smiling brightly. "I really love this school-wide assignment. My pen pal is really cool. He's a guy and by his typing mannerisms I think he's hot."

The blonde looked confused for a moment, giving the short pink haired girl an odd stare. "You can tell that from typing mannerism?"

"Of course."

"How?" he asked, raising a brow.

"It's a woman thing." She waved him off. "You wouldn't understand."

"Girls are odd." Kyo sighed. "I hope my partner is Satomi. I haven't heard back from them yet, but still. Maybe if she doesn't know it's me, she might like me."

Natsumi smiled, nudging him. "I don't know why you try so hard, you know I think she'd like you if you were normal and didn't dress so crazy all the time." She laughed, stopping dead in her tracks when she saw Taka and Akito up ahead.

Kyo stopped as well, looking around to find the source of the tension and then spotted them. They were by Taka's locker and she looked like he was telling her the most hilarious thing in the world. But he appeared vaguely uninterested as she leaned against the lockers and he stood before her. "God I hate her so much." Natsumi growled.

"Why don't you ever talk to him? I mean, he comes over to your house all the time." The blonde suggested. "Just show him a bit of skin, and he'd be lapping at your heels." He teased, elbowing her.

She just rolled her eyes. "I do talk to him. He just seems so uninterested. Like, it's only his 'obligation' to make conversation with me because I'm his best friend's sister. It totally sucks! And Taka's such a bitch! I don't know how anyone can even stand her." She pointed accusingly at the brunette.

Which caught the head cheerleader's attention immediately, "Aw. Look Akito." Taka sneered. "It's the far end of the food chain. The costume freak and the useless rebel. Why don't you go pierce something Natsumi, you might as well attempt to make it towards the mundane prostitution you'll be soliciting when high school is over."

"How about I pierce your-" she snapped, a hand clamping over her mouth and holding her back from her lunge at the approaching brunette.

"Muzzle your dog freakazoid." She glared up at Kyo, only have Natsumi yell out more muted profanities.

Akito walked up then. "Shut up Taka." He sighed, before looking at Kyo. "Nice boots." He smirked, glancing down at Natsumi before walking away.

Taka pouted. "Akito, wait for me!" she called out, her heels clicking down the hall as she chased after him.

Natsumi screamed out into Kyo's hand before pulling it down. "You see what I mean! She's lucky I'm stable enough not to murder her in her sleep. I could make it look like an accident! I totally could!"

"I know you could Natsumi." Kyo pat her on the top of her head before leading her down the hall. "Did you see what Akito did though? He stood up for you. Sort of. And he thinks my boots are cool. Which they are!" he smiled, looking down at his knee-high brown pirate boots.

"I guess so." She pouted, crossing her arms stubbornly over her chest. "So my pen pal friend wants to talk on IM tonight at eight. And I'm kind of nervous…is that weird?" the pink haired girl asked, looking up at her friend. "I just don't want to sound like a total spazz, you know?"

"Well it's not like he knows who you really are anyways." Kyo said. "I mean, you were the one who suggested it, it would seem kind of cowardly if you didn't." he shrugged.

Natsumi nodded and sighed, looking off. "Well I'll see you tomorrow Kyo. Call me if you wanna videotape Satomi tonight!" she waved running off to go find her brother and sister. She went out through one of the doors to the outside of the school and made her way to the parking lot, seeing her brother and sister by their black convertible Camaro. She ran up to them, but froze before she got there, seeing Akito stop before them.

Oh God. She cursed in her head, slowing her pace and continuing forward. Don't look stupid, don't look stupid. She repeated in her head, trying to keep her composure. But she was focusing so much that she missed the pot hole right in front of her and tripped, falling forward and yelling out when her hands scrapped against the pavement.

Toshiro was wide eyed and over beside her in a second, kneeling next to her. "Hey Natty are you okay? Watch where you're going huh?" he smiled warmly.

"Hey, I'm gonna head on home, I have things to do." Akito said to the redhead as he walked up to the two. Then he looked at Natsumi and smirked slightly. "Put some hydrogen peroxide on those, or they could get infected." He instructed, before walking in the direction of his sleek black Ducati.

"I know that!" she blushed, grumbling under her breath as she got up with Toshiro's help.

"See you tomorrow Akito." The redhead said, waving after his friend before getting in the driver's seat. Natsumi walked past her sister who tried not to laugh.

"Spazz."

"Shut up!" Natsumi huffed, getting in the front seat as Satomi took the back. The three siblings drove home and went their separate ways. When dinner was ready, they joined their parents and after they ate, Natsumi hurried and got ready for bed so that she wouldn't have to do so later and interrupt any time with her newfound friend.

Once she was finished, she dressed in her pajamas, which consisted of a pair of short shorts and a black tank top. She brushed out her still damp hair and grabbed a jaw clip, holding all her pink locks up. Natsumi glanced over to her clock and gasped, seeing it was eight fifteen. "Oh my God!" she ran into her room, grabbing her lap top and jumping on her bed, opening it and logging on, since it had already been turned on. She signed into her instant messenger and typed in the new address, and once she added it, she saw a little green dot beside the name.

She double clicked the name and a chat window popped up.

CrescentMoon: I am SO sorry! I was just taking a shower!

CrescentMoon: I was trying to hurry. I didn't mean to make you wait if you were.

Darkfalcon: Too late, I'm already offended.

CrescentMoon: Oh nooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Please, please. Forgive. I know! I'm a terrible person! I'll do anything!

Darkfalcon: Anything, anything? 0.o

Natsumi blinked, rereading the text and then going a bit red.

CrescentMoon: Well…not that anything. We just met after all.

Darkfalcon: Darn.

Darkfalcon: So how was your day?

CrescentMoon: Pretty horrible. This stupid bitch was being awful as usual. And I made a complete fool of myself in front of the guy I like. Which wasn't the first of the day, so all around it sucked.

CrescentMoon: What about you?

Darkfalcon: Dull. My girlfriend was being stupid and annoying all day. Not to mention my father gave me a lecture about my grade in chemistry. It isn't even that low. The only reason I have that grade is because my teacher penalized me for accidentally getting corrosive acid on his tie. It was an ugly thing anyways, so I don't see what the big deal is. But whatever.

CrescentMoon: Well that sucks. I do really well in chemistry. But I think that's just cause' my teacher really likes me. He's really weird though. He's really touchy…I get kind suspicious sometimes. But the staff would know if there were a pedophile in their ranks right? Lol. But that sucks. Your dad shouldn't be so butt-faced. After all, I'm sure you're doing your best.

Darkfalcon: Lol, I haven't heard someone be called a butt-face since I was in elementary school. But I highly doubt they'd know if a pedophile was among them. Teachers are pretty clueless.

Darkfalcon: So, how old are you? Not that I want to figure out who you are or anything, I like the idea of this being anonymous, for now anyways. I just want to know, you know?

CrescentMoon: Yeah sure. I think that's fair. I'm 16.

CrescentMoon: How about you? No offense but I really hope you aren't a freshman. =)

Darkfalcon: To put your mind at ease, no, I'm not a freshman. Actually, I'm a junior, so that makes me 17.

CrescentMoon: Fantastic. Sorry, I know I was one last year, but these new ones just seem so freaking annoying it's ridiculous.

Natsumi leaned back in her bed, propping herself up against the backboard with her pillows. She couldn't believe how fun this was. And he was a junior. At least he wasn't an annoying freshman. This assignment really was as great as she thought it was. She would most certainly have fun with this. And it seemed as if she and her new friend were really getting along.

CrescentMoon: So just curiously, without giving away any descriptions, since I like the whole mystery aspect as well. On a scale of 1 to 10. How hot would you say you are? And be truthful!

CrescentMoon: No lying!

Darkfalcon: Trust me, I'm like a 50.

Darkfalcon: And it's no lie, I have rock hard abs baby XD

CrescentMoon: Haha! Sounds sexy. Too bad you have a girlfriend. –Sigh– What a shame.

CrescentMoon: I bet they're amazing.

Darkfalcon: They are. If we ever decide to meet, I promise to let you touch them. Skin on skin. =)

Natsumi leaned towards her computer, a dark blush on her face as she reread the words. "Oh my God." She squealed, grabbing her pillow and hugging it tightly. "This really is just too amazing!" she bounced a bit and then leaned forward.

CrescentMoon: Should you be offering such a seductive treat when you have a girlfriend?

CrescentMoon: I can be pretty tempting when I want to be. You might not be able to resist.

Darkfalcon: Eh, I may have a girlfriend, but I don't really like her that much. I'm only dating her cause' she's hot.

Darkfalcon: Pretty tempting, huh? So what are you, on a scale of 1 to 10?

CrescentMoon: Uh…I don't really know actually. I mean I know I'm pretty, but I'm horribly awkward around like every person I know. So I think that takes away from my "sex appeal"

CrescentMoon: But I'm pretty sure I'm high up on the scale. I mean I'm a size 2 and I've got double C's. So I guess if you ever meet me you'll just have to gauge for yourself. ^^

Darkfalcon: Double C's? Sounds awesome. My girlfriend is only like a high B, maybe low C. Though she acts like she's got a lot. She buys padded bras.

Darkfalcon: Tell me if anything I say bothers you by the way. Since you don't know who I am, I don't really feel the need to hold back my perverted comments and stuff, so…yeah. Just tell me.

CrescentMoon: I wouldn't worry. My brother and his best friend are always talking about all this kind of stuff so I'm used to it. And they don't bother me, so you won't. I'd hate to make you change just for me anyways. =)

CrescentMoon: Besides, it gives me free reign to show you how pervy a girl can really be without any consequences. xD

Darkfalcon: Haha, oh really? I think I need proof of how pervy a girl can really be.

Natsumi smirked, just shaking her head. This was definitely only getting better.

CrescentMoon: Oh ho ho ho no. See that's something you'll have to wait for.

CrescentMoon: Besides it's only like 10pm, our perviness kicks in the later hours. You know when we get all bored and horny and whatnot.

Darkfalcon: Holy crap, it's already 10? Shit. I have to go soon. I'm getting up at 6am to go long distance running before school.

CrescentMoon: Awwww. So you're going to leave me all alone and bored…I'll get so lonely and who knows what I'll be driven too.

She froze, going wide eyed at what she'd said. God she was acting like such a slut! What the heck was it with online friends and being able to relax so completely? Maybe not knowing who he was allowed her to not care what she said. She didn't have to watch her words or anything.

Darkfalcon: I think I just got hard.

Natsumi blushed, holding her face between her hands. "Oh my God. What the hell Natsumi." She shook her head quickly trying to compose herself. But even though she knew it was wrong, she was excited. A little too excited.

CrescentMoon: Then too bad you'll have to go to bed so…stiff.

Darkfalcon: Oh that's just mean. No worries though, I know exactly how to take care of my little, well actually big, problem.

CrescentMoon: I suppose. Though it wouldn't be as nice if you had some help, if you know what I mean ;]

Darkfalcon: Deviant…

CrescentMoon: I try.

Darkfalcon: You succeed.

Darkfalcon: But seriously, I have to go. Otherwise I'll be completely useless tomorrow.

CrescentMoon: You'll be pretty useless if you make me have to comfort myself tonight.

Darkfalcon: Exactly how would you like me to help you comfort yourself? Hm? 0.o

CrescentMoon: -Sigh- I suppose I should just let you go. I can handle myself.

CrescentMoon: No worries.

Darkfalcon: Oh I bet you could handle yourself. Hehehe…..

Darkfalcon: Alright, well, I guess I'll talk to you tomorrow?

CrescentMoon: Only if you want to.

CrescentMoon: No pressure or anything.

Darkfalcon: Uh huh, sure.

Darkfalcon: Talk to you tomorrow then. Goodnight, CrescentMoon.

CrescentMoon: Night, Darkfalcon.

Darkfalcon is offline…

Natsumi sat back from her laptop, laying her head back and staring up at the ceiling. What an interesting conversation. She couldn't help but smile. She already felt better now, even with Taka's bitchiness and her fumble in front of Akito. She felt great and all fluttery inside. She glanced back down at her still open chat box and blushed. "Great…I have a sex crazed alter-ego." She sighed, logging off and powering down her laptop. After placing it back on her desk, Natsumi flipped off her lights and climbed into bed, snuggling into her massive king sized bed.

She couldn't wait till tomorrow and her next chat with Darkfalcon.