Chapter douse! French btw :P Who loved that big snowstorm we had? Guess what? There's gonna be another in March they say so yay for school on Saturdays! Not. Rated T for Yoshi's bad language! Just a warning, so no one gets mad but Yoshimori will be a little OOC cause some of the words here he wouldn't use in real life. And just remember he doesn't let anyone into his heart anymore so he's going to be mean at times. I sorry!

DISCLAIMER: We do not own Kekkaishi but I'm sure ai-haibara777 is working on that :D

Yoshimori's day just couldn't get any worse. First, like always, he had a fight with Tokine. God he hated her. She was always watching him, waiting for him to screw up so she could pounce and lecture the life out of him. He'd always hated her for as long as he could remember. But what sucked was he never could remember why. Gramps sayed something about her hurting him when they were little.

Yoshimori growled, hoping with all his might that he hadn't been some sissy crybaby wimp when he was a kid that girls could beat up without breaking a sweat.

Anyways, back to the discription of the horrible day. After their little run-in, he'd been attacked by some wannabe robber who'd thought (who knows what the idiot thought) he could find something valuable in a frigging school bag. I mean, who robs some kid of their schoolbag? What they gonna find, books and homework? Whatever the idiot was looking for, the only thing he took was a fist to the face before his head met the concrete.

After the incident Yoshimori crossed the street only to be almost run over by some drunk driving. He cursed. Did the kami want him to die? And who fucking gets drunk in the mornings anyways?

Diving for the sidewalk, Yoshimori grunted as he sat up, his shirt and pants caked with dirt. He did his best to pat away the dirt before walking into the school.

And that's where we are now.

Yoshimori sprinted into his homeroom and slid into his desk right after the bell rang.

"You're late, Yoshimori." His teacher said without looking up. He cursed under his breath. "Sorry, I have an excuse though!"

The teacher just shook his head. "Whatever, turn to page six in your book." Yoshimori sighed and sulked behind the book. This day could not get any worse. Too bad for Yoshi but it was about to get a whole lot worse.

He sighed in relief once class ended and hurriedly stuffed his papers and binders into his trusty school/kekkaishi bag and raced out the door. Someone calling his name stopped him, so he reluctantly turned around to see a high school girl sprinting to him. He narrowed his eyes.

Yoshimori knew this girl only too well. She gave Tokine shit at school, always making sure to be caught with her making out with Tokine's boyfriends, when Tokine had one. She's always spread nasty rumors about Tokine, making sure they were all over the school, even in the Middle grade. Tokine's life was a living hell because of her, but still she ended up on top, something she was infuriatied with.

The girl screeched to a stop, panting like crazy. He had to think hard about her name. Natalie, Sasha, Julia. Oh right, Julia. His face scrunched up in disgust as she continued to pant, bent over, hands on knees, while he waited, shifting his weight to each foot. He crossed his arms, an eyebrow cocked. "Careful, you might have a heart attack, hyperventilating like that." She glared up at him, taking another breath before calming down.

"Oh shut up. Don't be rude or I won't ask you what I wanted to ask." He shrugged his shoulders before turning around, one hand raised. "Well then, it's not like I care so bye!" He said over his shoulder, snickering at her incredulous eyes.

She quickly glanced around, eyes panicking before grabbing his arm. "Wait!" She cried. Yoshimori turned back around, annoyed. He scowled and crossed his arms again, his weight resting on one leg. "What do you want? I've had a fucking bad day and don't need you keeping me here while I have better things to do." Anger burned on her face, but she quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, and brought it down so his lips met hers in a hard kiss. She snaked her tongue into his mouth, thanks to his gasp of suprise, making sure to break their lips apart every so often so the people who had stopped to watch them got a good view, especially the one person she desperatly wanted to have a good view. Yoshimori started to struggle against her, but she gave a moan, making others think he was trying to get closer. She raked her hands down his chest, suprised at how good of a kisser he actually was even though he was trying to get away, along with his suprisingly hard muscles underneath his uniform. She might actually do this again.

He finally wrenched away, his scowl turning into a full blown glare, but the damage had already been done. His eyes widened as he saw Tokine with tears streaming down her face, her eyes screaming betrayal. "Toki-" But before he could even say her name, she rushed out of the school.

He turned back around, his gaze filled with rage. Julia only put her hand to her mouth, a smirk portraying her satisfaction.

"You fucking bitch!" He growled, "Don't ever do that again. You are lucky you're a girl or I would punch you until you were a bloody pulp." She just raised an eyebrow and scoffed. "Please you know you loved it." He raised a fist threateningly, she taking back a step as she remembered the muscle behind that fist, but she licked her lips as she remembered what they felt like, a suductive smirk spreading on her face. She swung her hips as she walked up to him, placing a hand dangerously near the waistline of his pants. "You know you want me." She whispered in his ear, sticking her tongue out just enough to touch the shell. He jerked away, eyes blazing. "Don't come near me ever again or I will hit you!" And with that he left her with a circle of disgusted faces, that were now realizing the stunt she pulled. She only shook her head. I will have you, Yoshimori Sumimura. You can't run from me.

She fought back tears as she saw Yoshimori kiss Julia, her heart breaking with each second that passed. She realized she wasn't breathing but couldn't remember how. She pressed her hand to her chest, tears finally spilling as Yoshimori didn't pull away, actually getting closer to her. She gasped back a sob as Julia moaned.

She didn't even know why she was acting like this. She had stopped caring what Yoshimori did when their friendship stopped that day. Or so she thought. She could clearly picture the hurt and betrayal in his eyes as she faced him, his mind seemingly screaming at her to say it was all a big sick joke. But now, with the image of this betrayal right in front of her, her heart literally shattered in pain and guilt. She gasped as her heart cried out in agony, as he pulled away, his eyes blazing with passion. She watched as he looked past Julia and saw her, his eyes widening. She gave him a look, then turned to sprint out the door, his cry following after her. Her heart was shattered and there was no way to put the pieces back together the same way.

Tokine ran.