You don't know what you have until it's gone..right?

Chapter 1:HERE WE GO

Disclaimer: Trixter Dark doesnot own Air Gear, because if she did, kururu would have died by now..and yayoi would be comedy relief...the show would be longer...Yaoi! Yaoi everyehere!

SIDE RANT: ONLY IN America can ben 10, yuri form kyou kara maou, and haseo from .hack/ be voiced by the same person. I think he plays sasuke,too.

the first chapter iis kinda..just read.

Agito had been in a bad mood lately. He started to distance himself more from the group(if that's possible) but everynow and then he would join them in their..merry making and stuff..

Minami Itsuki sung on the swing.

"Oi.Kazu." Said beanie stood up off the railing. "Yeah?"

"Does Agito seem..pissed off?"

"More than usual?'

"I guess."

"I dunno..maybe he lost in a fight. He does leave the house alot these days." Ikki raised an eyebrow.

"Agito? Losing? He'd probaly kiil the guy and carve his name into his head." Kazu laughed neverously at that.

That night, Ikki lay in bed, completely awake. Agito had'nt come home yet, and usually he would have fallen asleep by now, relishing the fact the bed was finally all his.

That's when he heard the door open.

Without even realising it, he hopped out of bed and found himself hanging over the railing upstairs. Agito entered wearing a blood spattered jacket.(none of it was his)

Ikki watched the shark take it off and walk over to the phone, slipping the eyepatch over his eye. ikiki was peering at him from around the corner now. He noticed the sad look on the boy's face.

"Yes.It's me...nn..Yes.No, I did'nt ell anyone. I understand. One week..." He paused."And then it's all over for me."

'What?!' Ikki nearly thought out loud.'It's all over for me? What does that mean!?'

"No,The medication is working so..until then..You'll miss me?Aw, tha's nice of you to say!" The tone of Akito's voice was a little sad. Ikki crept back up to his room to think about what he heard.

Sorry folks. that's all I have time for today...

Next time/next chapter preview:

-meeting

-orange juice ritual

-we don't need no water let that mother burn!