So I'm back in action and ready to start writing again. This if for all you Project-K...or simply just K...fans. If you're not a big Yata fan I suggest leaving now because Yata is my all time no questions asked favorite characters. If you're a Sk8ter H8ter than you know how to exit.

This is a revise of my Original. When I finish the revise I might take the old one down. It really just depends on all of you and your opinion on the matter. If you've read the original please read this one as well just because I am adding more to it, and somethings might change in the story. Nothing major I think, but some things.

If you decided to stay than welcome to the crazy GreenBabe train! Hope you like this story...it just popped into my head after I total binge fested the fuck out of that show.

So, without further ado, let's make it do what it do-

"Ayame!" A name, my name, was loudly shouted over the wide corridors of Ashinaka High School-the one on the island. Whoever it was that was screaming my name like they were dying, they were doing it loud enough for me to hear it over my headphones. Normally I would ignore my name being called like I normally did when people shouted it out, but this time I turned slowly to see some girl with short brunette hair running my way.

"Ayame! Ayame Mata!" She yelled again even louder.

"Yes?" Wide eyed and hesitant to answer, I spoke up. "Can I help you?"

Now, hunch over in front of me, gulping in air like it was water and she was a dessert wanderer, this girl tried to speak. "Ca...Can...Can you..." She tried so hard to push it out, but the lack of air in her lungs was turning out to be a bigger problem than she may of thought. She took in a deep breath and then pushed out all at once, "Canyourunanerrandforme?" Now, if you're like me, you have no idea what she said.

"What?" I raised a brow and took a cautious step back.

"Can you run an errand for me? There's a few things I left off the list I gave to Shiro, and he doesn't have his PDA so I can't just-" She was rambling. Why was it that people rambled like this? That breathing problem seemed to fix itself.

I'll do it." I held my hand up and sweat dropped. "Just send me the list. Ok?"

"Oh, thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" She cheered and hugged me tightly.

She handed me money and told me to at least have everything back in the morning. Most of what she needed was cheap and could be found in one or two stores. Things like fabric for the fashion club, crafts for the art club, and things like that. I assumed it was for the upcoming festival and paid no mind to what designs and types I bought. She wasn't specific in her lists and I didn't care to ask for specifics. By the time I was done and had dropped the supplies off with a student council member it was mid-afternoon.

Ashinaka wasn't too lively of a town, and to be honest there wasn't much to do besides eat, shop, or see some lame movie. However, the food was pretty great. I was standing in line for a sushi vender when a kid slammed into me like a freight train. Pissed and scraped up, I pushed them off me hard. My skirt was pushed up a little too high and my school blazer now had a giant tear in the shoulder.

"What the hell is you deal?" I growled as I quickly stood up and pushed my skirt back down.

"S-sorry." A white haired boy, who looked oddly familiar, pushed himself upright. He opened his mouth to utter something, probably idiotic and not worth my time before a loud shout stopped him.

"You're not getting away, jackass!" That sent the boy running. He jumped into the bed of a truck just moments before a brunette boy on a skateboard came barreling by chasing it. What had that idiot gotten himself into?

I took off, flowing the skater boy, the white headed kid, and now several other tough looking guys who seemed to be on the side of Skater Boy. Why? I don't know. What was I going to do? Still have no clue. I just thought I could help in some way. Whatever that kid did, I don't think death by gang beating was fair. I mean what could that scrawny kid have done? Kill one of their members? Ha, as if. He didn't look tough enough to kill a dust bunny.

I watched the boy on the skateboard take a sharp turn into an ally with a white hooded fat guy and another guy in a hat. I came to a halt at the opening of the ally way. The skater kid had a bat in his hand and a fourth guy showed up. Groaning inwardly, I took a step closer to the sketchy scene before me. This is just what I needed, to be scarred for life because I watched some kid get beat to a pulp. The new guy looked like he was in charge of this little merry band of delinquents. He was tall, dressed nice with glasses, and smoking a cigarette.

"Hey! What's going on here?" I snapped, storming into the scene like a lunatic I was at the moment and stood between the white haired kid and the gang members. Oddly enough red, flame like auras emanated off each and every one of them. Scared the life out of me, but my composure stayed the same. Unyielding and sturdy...or at least I think. My knees were a little weak to be honest. "What the hell did you do, kid?" I snapped at the boy holding tightly onto my shirt.

"A-Ayame Mata? W-What are you d-doing here?" He stammered with fear. I couldn't blame him, I would have crapped myself with fear if a local gang wanted to kill me.

"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm trying to save your ass." I snapped quietly over my shoulder.

"But-" Suddenly a man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail jumped down from NO-FREAKING-WHERE, landing between the kid and myself. I was knocked forward as a result, my front getting scraped once again. My palms stung like no one's business! A sharp pain raked down my right side and I yelped a little in pain. When I reopened my eyes the kid was gone and I was left with a bunch of gangsters. Luck me...

"Yata, take her back to the bar. I'll be there shortly." The guy with the blonde hair and glasses said.

"W-what?! Why me?" The kid on the skateboard blushed. The simple red tint on his cheeks made the gnawing fear in my gut lighten. If a gang member can be a little scared of me then there was no reason for me to be terrified of them. "Kusinage, why can't K-"

"You have your orders, Yata." The blonde guy-Kusinage-waved his hand carelessly behind him as he walked.

"Dammit." Yata, or skater dude, cursed under his breath with blush still tinting his cheeks.

I started to push myself up off the ground, but the pain was still pretty sharp in my right leg. My knee had to be busted, and I was afraid to look down at it. Another hospital bill would get me a lecture from Haru and I really wanted to avoid one of those calls. I grunted in pain and fell back on my butt. I felt around on my knee and felt something sticky and wet. Blood. I retracted my hand saw the red tint as proof. That kid had on an Ashinaka uniform on which meant we went to the same school. He was dead meat next time I saw him. So past dead meat actually. He was ashes, no he was just going to evaporated. Incinerated. So going to pay.

Here." I heard and looked up. Yata had his hand reached down to me, but he was facing the other way blush still tinting his cheeks.

"Thanks." I sighed and took the help. I was never one to turn down help when I needed it.

"Are you, um, ok?" He asked and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Actually I think I'm bleeding, but I'm pretty sure I'll live." I stated and tried to look down at my knee. My sock was torn and there was definitely blood surrounding the entire kneecap area.

"Does it hurt?" He asked.

"A little." What was I doing? I was just standing there, having a civil conversation with a gang member. Or at least they were gang members.

"We can check your wound when we get to HOMRA." Yep, definitely a gang member. Only gangs go to places with names like HOMRA. He places his skateboard on the ground just moments before he slung me over his shoulder. He was skating off in one swift motion and I was actually kind of impressed with his speed and stability with a whole human on his shoulder.

I kicked and hit his back, but it more to make a fuss. I wasn't very scared, more shocked.

"Will you stop that?" He snapped and tightened his grip on my waist. "You'll make us flip!"

"I don't give a shit." I snapped and hit him hard between the shoulder blades. He grunted and we suddenly came to a halt. He put me on the ground and I immediately pushed him back and adjusted my skirt. "What kind of person just snatches a girl up and skates off with her? Give a girl a warning! I'm wearing a skirt you know."

"I...We're at Homra's." He said with shock and embarrassment all over his face. I rolled my eyes and pushed past him.

"Whatever." I groaned and walked through the doorway. The inside was insane. The whole places was covered in some rich mahogany and nice furniture giving it a British pub feel and totally smelt like ale and cigarette. It was pretty nice. I looked behind the bar and there stood the blonde guy cleaning a glass and a little girl sitting on the couch. She had straight white hair and a total Gothic Lolita look going for her.

"And they're finally here." Said the blonde guy. "My name is Izumo Kusanagi." He said and held his hand out. "You can just call me Kusanagi if you like."

"I'm Ayame Mata." I said shyly with a small smile. I suddenly felt a tug at my shirt and looked down. Bright red eyes and white hair greeted me.

"You're going to be the warmest red." She said and hugged my side. I went totally girl and scrunched down to her size and hugged her tightly. She was so cute. I had no idea what she was talking about, but she was super cute.

"Anna, we need to discuss business with Mata-"

"Ayame," I corrected.

"My apologized. We have business to discuss with Ayame." Kusanagi corrected with a warm smile.

Anna took my hand and let me to the couch. She sat next to me, still clinging to my shirt. I hugged her again. She was just too cute. She was like a little duckling, following me around.

"Now, Ayame, how do you know Yushiro Isana?" Kusanagi asked and sat on the table across from me.

"Who?" I was barely paying any mind to the questions. I was too busy girl-ing out about this little girl. I never knew Gothic Lolita could be so freaking adorable. I mean come on, those features and that attire on anyone else would have given me the creeps, but this little girl had just brought the girly girl out in me. How freaking cute was she!

"The boy we were tracking to day." Kusanagi said calmly.

"Hold up, you're telling me you just jumped into a potentially deadly situation to protect someone you don't know?" Yata snapped. Well, someone has a temper...

"Yeah. And? You got a problem with that?" I snapped back, cutting a daring glare his way. I heard a few "Oooh" and "Woah" comments from the surrounding men, but I really was losing alll care my immediate safety. They hadn't killed me yet, I highly doubted they would do it now.

"You don't know anything?" Kusanagi asked with a brow raised, grasping my attention once more.

"Nope. Just that he exists and has obviously pissed you guys off." I stated, shaking my head and patted down Anna's hair. "Oh, he was wearing an Ashinaka uniform. That means he goes to my school."

"High school?"

"Yup. The school on the island. Most students live on campus, I'm sure he does too." I shrugged, uncurling myself from Anna's petite form. "He said my name back in the alley which means he knows me somehow. A lot of the kids at Ashinaka know my name, but I think he may be in my class. He looks a little familiar, so its possible."

"Do you know where he was December seventh of last year?" He asked, pressing for more information I didn't have.

"Like I said, I know next to nothing about this kid." I sighed. "And besides, I was absent the second week of December. I wouldn't know anything anyways." I had nothing for him, until suddenly I realized something. That girl, the one who sent me on the errand run, I had seen her around school chasing that kid around. "There is someone who might know. Whether or not they are in my class is hard to say, but I'm pretty sure I've seen them together before."

"Who?" Yata finally chimed in. He had just been sitting at the bar saying nothing.

"Some girl. She chased me down today to run some errands for her. I think she said she'd sent that kid Yushiro to do some other errands for her. She has to know him." I sighed. "I can get more information for you if you'd like."

"You could?" Yata asked just as Kusanagi said, "You would do that for people you don't know?"

"You guys seem pretty legit, and you're way more interesting than the people I go to school with." I looked Kusanagi dead in the eyes. "You seem like you're all about family and I respect that. Now I know nothing about gangs and things like that, and I don't know if joining one is that great of an idea with you guys wanting to kill one of my school mates and all. But you seem to have an important reason for wanting to get him."

"We're not a gang." Anna uttered softly.

"We're a clan." Kusanagi corrected. "The Red Clan to be exact."

"I have no idea what the difference is, but whatever. You still seem legit." I shrugged, looking down at Anna. If they took care of a little girl like this they had to be decent people. Family oriented people.

"Wouldn't your parents be mad if they found out that you were helping a clan out?" Kusanagi raised a brow.

"My parents have been gone for a long time." I said truthfully. "They passed away when I was about twelve." I played with Anna's hair carefully. I missed my parents, but I had already had six years to get over it.

"I'm sorry, Ayame." Anna whispered and buried her head into my side.

"It's no big deal. It's been six years and I've had my grieving time." I smiled lightly. "But I always admire those who take family serious. Those who don't take it for granted."

"Well, then why don't you join this one." I tensed at the sudden new presence. I looked towards a set of stairs where a man with red hair and a white t-shirt stood.

"Ayame, meet our King Mikoto Suoh." So Kusanagi wasn't the leader of this merry band of misfits.

"I-I don't know. I've never fought before really." I sweatdropped and scratched the back of my neck. I hadn't noticed that there were a ton of people in the bar now. Several men stood along the walls with shocked or understanding expressions on their faces.

"You said you admire those who don't family for granted, who take it seriously. That's what Homra is all about." Mikoto said flatly and with a very straight face. "It sounds as though you need a family like us."

That was true. After my parents death and finding out about Haru I needed a real family. One that embraced me just as much as I did them. I needed a family period. It was all alone at Ashinaka, whether that had been by choice or not, and I had no one in this town. I hadn't for six years.

"Ok." I said firmly. "I'll join."

Mikoto stuck his hand out, fire ablaze all around it. I was a little iffy about taking his hand and I was totally freaked by the fire, but I took it anyways. The fire was warm and tingled my skin. I liked it. My body felt warm and tingly, but a small portion of my left forearm burned like all get out. I didn't scream, just kind of made a pain face. When Mikoto let go and then ruffled my hair the tingly feeling stayed with me. It didn't fade.

"I told you she's be the warmest red." Anna murmured as she clung to me. I looked down at her with a smile and ruffled her snow white hair. It wasn't until I touched her head that I noticed the red aura emanating off my body. It was the prettiest warm candy apple red color. The tingle slowly faded from my body and the red faded.

"Anna," Mikoto said and the girl detached from me and went to sit next to him.

"Boy's welcome the newest HOMRA member, Ayame Mata." Kusanagi said and ruffled my hair.

After all the introductions I had met Rikio, Bando, Akagi, Dewa, Chitose, Fujishima, Eric, and various others. All of them were nice, and I caught a couple looking a little lower than my face [insert eyeroll]. They were all curious about me, where I was from, what I did, who I was generally. It was kind of overwhelming for so many people to want to know so much all at once.

"So, Ayame, how old are you?" Rikio, a big guy wearing a white/gray jogging outfit, asked.

"Seventeen." I raised a brow. "What's it to you?"

"She's closest to Yata!" I think Chitose said. I looked over to Yata, who was blushing and looking upset.

"Hey, Rikio, what's up with him?" I said and nodded towards Yata's slumped form over the bar, glass of alcohol in his hand.

"Who? Yata? He's just shy around the fairer sex." He said deviously and loud enough for Yata to heard.

"What was the, fat ass?" Yata snapped, slamming his glass down.

"All I said was that you were a little shy arou-" Yata had jumped on Rikio before he could utter the rest of his sentence. For someone half Rikio's size he sure as hell took him down quickly. He had Rikio in a head lock and bending his back the wrong way in no time at all.

"You wanna say that again, pussy!" Yata snapped.

I went to break them up, but Kusanagi held me by my shoulder and shaking his head no. I raised a brow, but obeyed orders. I watched as Yata totally dominated over Rikio, which was wickedly impressive and a little hot. Strength is a turn on. After a few more minutes and a nod from Mikoto, Kusanagi let me break it up.

"Guys," I said and touched Yata's shoulder. He tensed under my touch and then jumped off of a heavily breathing Rikio. "What's you deal?" I asked bluntly.

"I don't have one." He said lowly. Dammit, why couldn't he just talk to me like a normal fucking person?

"Sure." I rolled my eyes. "When you wanna finally grow some balls and talk to me like a big boy then give me a call." I mocked and turned on my heels.

"What was that?" He growled. Bingo.

"I said when you want to be a man and talk to me like one, give me a ring. Kay?" I smirked and turned back to Mikoto. "I have to go, but I'll be back tomorrow."

"You're leaving now? It's dark out and late." Rikio said.

"Well, I have to get back to Ashinaka." I shrugged.

"Why don't you stay around here and head back early tomorrow?" Kusanagi said smoothly.

"Well, I don't know." I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks as I thought it over.

"We don't have any open rooms." Dewa said lowly.

"Yes, but one of the boys can sleep down here on the couch." Kusanagi stated.

"No. I wouldn't want to-"

"I'll do it."

"No I will."

"You can use my room, Ayame."

"She wants to use mine!"

Oi. All the boys started fighting over who's room I was going to use. If I could just sleep on the couch I would, but I had a feeling Mikoto wouldn't allow that...since I was a well developed girl of a young adult age. I didn't know who's room I wanted to use. They were all boys and I think it would be sleeping in any of their beds.

"Kusanagi," Anna said quietly, pulling at his shirt.

"Yes, Anna?" He looked down.

"We have an extra room." She stated.

"No, we-"

"Next to Yata's." She cut them off smoothly.

"Oh yeah. We do have an extra room." Kusanagi smirked deviously."Why don't you show her to it, Anna." He said and patted her head.

"Ok." She said and then took my hand. She led me up the stairs, the boys not noticing and still fighting downstairs. We passed a few rooms and went down a hall until we were down to the last four. The first two were apparently Mikoto's and Anna's, but the last two were now mine and Yata's rooms.

"Here." Anna said softly and placed something cold in my hand. I looked down and saw a key.

"You do know I'm only staying one night. Right, Anna?" I questioned.

"It's your room now. When you visit you can stay here." She said and then looked at the door. I shrugged and unlocked the door. It was a pretty simple room. The bed was covered in maroon red covers and the pillows were white. There was a desk and a drawer, a window, and regular white walls. There was nightstand with a small lamp and an empty bookshelf. Simply and yet cool in some odd way. It was completely different from my high tech dorm.

"Uh, I was told to bring these to you." I spun around at the sudden new presence and saw an awkward and blushing Yata. In his hand he had a white sweater and some black shorts in his hand. "Kusanagi said to bring you something to sleep in. This is, um, all I have."

I took the folded clothes and said, "Thanks. I didn't really think about that."

"Come on, Anna. Let's let her change." He said and took the small girl's hand. The two left and I changed quickly.

Yata's clothes were a little big on me and the sweater went all the way to my mid-thigh. The shorts were way too big, but I couldn't go down there in just Yata's sweater. I mean I could, but I'm more than sure some ridiculous things would be said and I'd have to break a few noses. When I went downstairs Kusanagi had pizza which was pretty great, but all the comments on my attire gave me a headache. I couldn't help but blush when some of the guys said something about it. I ignored them the best I could and ate as fast as I could. I said goodnight not long afterwards and then ran upstairs. I curled up in the surprisingly comfortable bed and forced myself to sleep.