This chapter starts out in Charlotte's point of view. Disclaimer: same as last time. R.F.F enjoy.

"Ichika, how does it feel to have another boy around?" Charlotte asked. All the other girls leaned forward eager for his answer.

"I don't like him." Everyone fell forward. Charlotte looked up at him in confusion. Why did he say that? He didn't even know the new kid to make that decision.

"There's something about him I don't like." He explained. The girls picked themselves up and looked at him. He was stroking his chin in deep thought. Cecilia was the first to speak up.

"What's wrong about him?" Ichika opened one eye to look at her. Cecilia blushed lightly and looked down quickly. Ichika sighed and ran his hand through his hair.

"There's a kind darkness to him that I don't like." Charlotte was about to ask what he meant by darkness but something in the corner of her eye caught her attention. Time seem to slow down as she looked at the new kid as he fell on the other side of the window. At the last second before he dropped from view, a single violet eye pierced through her and left her panting. Then he was gone. Soon followed by Houki in her IS diving for him. She was seen by everyone and hey rushed to the window to see what was happening.

Charlotte bolted through the door and headed for the ground level. She had to see this guy better and why was he able to make her heart race just by looking at her. Only Ichika made her heart race and now the new guy could? What's up with her life?

She burst through the doors and saw Houki confronting him in her IS, "Are you trying to get yourself killed?" she shouted at him. Charlotte looked at his face as he blankly stared back at Houki. A film of light covered his eyes and left behind the visor she saw before. A massage suddenly flashed on Houki's screen. Houki blinked a couple times before she opened it. Charlotte couldn't read Japanese backwards so she couldn't tell what the message said but Houki seemed to calm down significantly.

"You still shouldn't jump off of building like that." Houki finally said. The boy smiled sheepishly and nodded his head. Another message popped up for Houki, who opened it and read it. Charlotte desperately wanted to know what he was saying. Houki nodded and her IS disappeared; leaving her in her IS suit. Charlotte watched a light blush appear on the new boy's face. Jealousy raged through her like a forest fire. This surprised her. She usually wasn't the jealous type, but this boy intrigued her. He was mysterious and had the same eyes as her. That color was extremely rare.

TOV

Tristian looked at his guide, grateful that his visor hid his staring. She was a very attractive young lady. Tristian shook his head to rid himself of such useless thoughts. Checking his visor, Tristian looked if there were any good surfing spots around. When he live in LA, he always did enjoy good surf. He looked around and saw another good looking blonde with the same exact eye color as him. Again he was grateful for the coverage that his visor. Shaking his head, Tristian, wondered how many pretty girl were in this country. He began walking towards the dorms, leaving the girls behind, with many things running through his mind. He made it some distance before another girl was in his way.

"What possessed me to join a school, where I'm one of two boys?" He sighed to himself. He went to dodge the girl but at the last minute she put herself in his way. Glaring at her through his visor, he scanned her body up and down, quickly assessing her. Light blue hair and red eyes, she stood very close to him. Standing barely at his chest, she wore the school uniform with a light yellow overcoat; in her left hand was a blue fan with some trinket attached to it. Tristian froze; he knew that attachment. He had seen it while in Russia a few months ago.

Tristian jumped backwards, putting a few more feet between them. He had felt the sting of that lance once before and he wasn't eager to feel it again. As he closed his hands, he felt the familiar shafts of his metal spears. One long spear in his right and a short spear in his left. He wasn't going to take any chances with her mist.

"Tristian Hawley, it's been far too long since our last meeting." She said sweetly in perfect English, not a single trace of her Russian blood in her voice. Tristian raised the tips of his spears to level with her heart and eye. He knew from experience that this girl was very dangerous and her IS was even more so.

"Tatenashi Katana Sarashiki." He returned her greeting with equally false niceness. He saw her stiffen slightly through his visor. He was pulling every bit of information he could on her before she decided to take revenge for his deeds against her family. Sadly despite all his information, this girl was certainly strong enough to challenge his first shift, but not nearly enough for his second. A small smile stretched his lips as he felt the usual stirring of his soul at the prospect of a good fight. His blood turned to lava and his soul dark. Twirling his spears, Tristian slowly began to make his way over to his enemy. He loved this part. This determined whether if his prey was worthy to fight or to pathetic to even bother. Now it was time for a dance with Death.

HOV

Houki was walking home from a quick round of shopping and got caught up looking at a new dress she wanted to get for Ichika when she came across the devastated area between two IS. One was blue and was piloted by the student council president and the other was a sleek black IS that wield a straight sword. The pilot's face was cover by a black visor and face guard. All she could see of the pilot's face was a maniacal smile that showed through the guard.

Houki was stunned at the ferocity of which the two fought. Miss Sarashiki had two lances and to Houki's confusion one was made entirely of swirling water. The black IS had two spears strapped to her back and was giving Sarashiki a hard time. She ducked under Sarashiki's thrust, batted away the water and pierced her side with a well-placed thrust.

Sarashiki leapt back. Her water lance disappeared as her hand clutched her side. Houki looked at the black IS and saw her shoulders were shaking with laughter but sound that came out of her was even more surprising. She was a he and Houki knew the him.

Alright, now I know it's choppy and rather pathetic but this is what came to me in the weird whirlwind of my thoughts. Apologize for any grammar mistakes we all make' em and don't use the "computer will fix it" stuff cause it's really annoying. This warning was not provoked by you guys but the people who read this locally. I mean no offense or disrespect if it came off that way. I know Tristian's IS is confusing but all in good time. I, personally, am really liking where my brain is going with Sarashiki and Tristian and I hope you enjoy as well.

P.S. RFF means Review, Follow or Favorite. For the curious people.