-1Re-written and re-uploaded! This version will be bigger and better. I guess loosing my password was a good thing ne? kukuku enjoy and don't forget to review!

Time: half an hour

Pairing: None, yet

Author: Sinthetic Angel

Disclaimer:- No own, no sue, me broke already.

What on earth is the world coming to?

Ikari Daigo was a thug. A bonefide, beat you up in a back alley because you looked at my chains in a funny way, juvenile delinquent. He was rough, he was tough and he was feared by every member of Ojou school, teachers included. Girls, boys, teachers, older kids, younger kids and kids from other schools all ran in fear when they heard the merry jingle of his chains. That is how feared he was. Older kids running from a short but muscular six year old was pathetic but there had been one boy a few weeks ago that merely smiled at Ikari and declared that his chains were "The coolest thing he'd ever seen".

It had stumped Ikari. The boy was about five. A year younger than him, small, thin as a twig and about as muscley as a rubber band. Intrigued Ikari had asked the boy his name, Kobayakawa Sena, student of Deimon primary, just moved in to the neighbourhood after daddy got transferred. Honestly, you ask for a name and get a life story. Ikari had then promptly asked Sena why he wasn't scared or at least a little intimidated. The answer he received was short, sweet, to the point, completely honest and sincere.

"You haven't hurt me yet"

Ikari was flabbergasted and through his shock he did the only thing he could think of. He asked Sena if he wanted to play. So now here he was three weeks later, waiting for Sena to get out of school so they could go and play on the jungle gym in the park. Of course he didn't really know Sena too well yet so it came as a bit of a surprise to see his friend carrying the bags of three boys out of the school gates.

Making his way over slowly he intended to watch for a while to see what was happening. Unfortunately he had a sneaking suspicion that he already knew what it was. Sena was, in Ikaris opinion, far too nice to people and as a result he was taken advantage of. It wasn't anything bad per se. A bit of carrying here and a bit of carrying there, some cleaning, some errands e.t.c. At least that was what he had been told but watching them now Ikari knew that wasn't all that was happening.

Gritting his teeth he started forwards as the first boy began to taunt Sena, calling him weak and useless, only good for being a gofer. That didn't sit well with Ikari at all. Sena was his friend and friends looked out for each other no matter what. Even if the kid was ten times Ikari's size, there was no way he was letting anyone pick on Sena. Sena was his first real friend so he was his best friend and to his six year old mind that was more important than anything in the whole world. Raising his hand with a jingle of chains, he tapped the larger boy on the shoulder and as he turned around Ikari delivered a punch that broke the boys nose. The bully hit the deck and Ikari cracked his knuckles in a rather menacing way.

"Oi Sena you okay?"

"Y-yes. I'm f-fine Ikari."

Ikari. The word made the bullies freeze and then take another look at their attacker. By the looks on their faces they realised who he was and the murmurs and mumbles that broke out moments after confirmed it.

"He's his friend?"

"No way. No way."

"Run!"

Ikari watched as the boys ran off without their things before pulling Sena up from where he had fallen. Sighing in annoyance he began to brush the dirt from his Kouhai* until he was satisfied with the boys appearance. Slinging his arm around Sena, he started leading him towards the park and the jungle gym that had their names on it. It wasn't until they were half way there that Ikari noticed the timid silence. Looking down he could see Sena staring at the ground and still carrying the boys bags. What. The. Hell?

"Oi Sena! Why do you still have their bags?"

"B-because they n-needed me to c-carry them."

Ikari face faulted and unwrapped his arm from his friend. He stood in silence for a minute as he felt the anger welling up inside of him. Any minute now he would lash out and have to destroy something. Sure enough a moment later Ikari ripped the bags from Sena's hands and started jumping on them. Not satisfied and mumbling under his breath about stupid boys and stupid bags, he picked them up and wandered over to the river. Once there he upended the bags and watched the text books float down the river, only to be joined moments later by the bags themselves.

Sena was so naïve and so…so….so…so easy to manipulate it was unreal. Even at six Ikari knew this was a problem and turning to look at his dumbstruck friend he intended to give him a talking to. Unfortunately he was beaten to it by a wailing noise that he took a moment to realise was Sena. The kid was actually concerned about his bullies effects. How stupid was that?

How? How? How had this soft little thing become Ikari's friend? They would definitely have to work on it and whilst they were at it they could get the kid soe muscle too. He had no idea what had possessed him to play with Sena those three weeks ago but it was turning his life upside down to know the brat. He could have been off beating people into the ground by now but no here he was, trying to comfort Sena and calm him down because he had destroyed the bullies things. Anyone else would have been jumping for joy but not Sena. It looked like the jungle gym would have to wait. Honestly, what on earth was the world coming to?

A/N: Kouhai in Japan are underclassmen e.g. those a year below in school, college e.t.c.