Heiwajima Ryou wasn't the average seventeen year old high school boy. In fact, he'd been a little odd his entire life. With the record of a first rate, juvenile delinquent, he had always struggled with making any friends. That's why he allowed that 'flea-brained' classmate of his to convince him to join this new chat site called "COLORS". No one really knew what the name meant, but no one really cared either. The site was highly social, and as long as people were entertained, something like a site name just became trivial.

He sighed and leaned back in his desk, letting his head drop behind him limply, his light green eyes narrowed and brimming with an endless boredom. He hated school. It was pointless. The government forces kids to spent eight hours of their day locked away in a dreary, old building and have unpleasant concepts drilled into their heads that they most likely won't even need in the future. The only reason he was actually looking forward to school that day was because he had someone to meet.

Having grown up in Ikebukuro, Ryou knew the city like the back of his hand. He had always hung out on the streets by himself, not wishing to waste his time with the giddy school kids in his class. He was a troublemaker at heart and getting people to hang out with you when your record was as bad as his was a near impossible task. When he finally gave "COLORS" a shot, he was shocked to find a complete stranger offering to chat with him. Of course, they had no idea who he was, thanks to his more feminine screen name, but so used to being alone, having someone to open up to was a sort of comfort for him.

Yu-kun… That was his name. Ryou had told him so many things. All about his family, his life, and the secrets that the city held… He had promised to show it all to Yu when he arrived. Even better, about a week before, Yu announced that he'd passed the entrance test into Ryou's school, Raira Academy. It was one of the best in the city and from what he could tell, Yu was a pretty smart kid. In just a few hours, he would be meeting up with the boy on the roof for lunch. He would finally have someone to talk to; someone who cared about him. The thought made his heart swell a bit and a faint dust of pink light his cheeks.

It wasn't like he was interested in guys, but something about Yu just made him smile. The way he talked, how he could be so cleverly cocky and sarcastic, all the times he had presented a story that made Ryou laugh out loud… He felt an odd attraction to the kid, and he kind of liked it.

As he sat there, leaning over the back of his desk, a blush on his cheeks, a shrill voice rang out most annoyingly from in front of him.

"Oh, Ryou-chan~~ Good morning!"

Ryou twitched angrily, a low growl escaping the back of his throat. It was that 'flea-brained' classmate he despised so much. The way the brat used that sly purr in his voice made Ryou's spine tingle in disgust. He grunted and leaned his head up to glare into the dark-haired menace's sinisterly thinned auburn eyes. There was a cruel sneer on the boy's face that caused Ryou's fist to clench up tightly, gaining to sudden urge to drive the nuisance straight through the school wall.

"Tch… 'the hell do you want, flea-brain?" Ryou grumbled.

The 'flea-brain' chuckled darkly. "Aww~ Didn't you miss me? I thought you'd be dying to see your poor Senri-kun again!" He smirked at his sarcastic remark.

Ryou narrowed his eyes even further and stood up, the tension in the school room quickly building as the rest of the students had succumbed to silence. All eyes were trained on the two rivals.

"Buzz off! I wouldn't give a damn if you were found dead in some dirty back alley. In fact…" Ryou took a step forward, leaning towards him with an intimidating grin. "I think I might actually enjoy seeing your lifeless body… Orihara Senri…" Ryou hissed Senri's name while glaring daggers into his auburn eyes. The familiar clash of light green and red-brown brought up a gasp from the other students as Ryou, standing a good foot above Senri's height, grasped him by his shirt collar. Dirty-blonde locks crashed with black ones as Ryou slammed their foreheads together with a growl. He wanted Senri to get the message.

"Listen brat, there's actually someone I plan on seeing today. If any of your damn games screw up my meeting, I won't hesitate to send your ass flying back to that hell hole of a 'home' you keep in Shinjuku. Are we clear?"

Senri grinned, his eyes gleaming mischievously at this new discovery. It wasn't like Ryou to be so protective over someone.

"Of course~" He purred, his voice reflecting nothing but his completely untrustworthy nature. "I'll make sure this little friend of yours sees you for exactly who you are, a brutish wild animal."

"WHY YOU LITTLE!—" Ryou had drawn back his fist to throw a punch at his adversary when he was interrupted by the sharp clearing of a woman's throat. Both boys turned their heads to see a woman clad in a fashionable black suit and heels standing before them. Her onyx colored bangs fell over the crimson rim of her glasses with an irritated stare.

"Heiwajima-san, Orihara-san, see me after class, won't you?" She removed Ryou's hand from Senri's collar and dragged both boys back to their seats.

Ryou was left to grumble and groan while Senri was left grinning in sweet success. Making Ryou's life miserable was his prime source of entertainment. Ever since they met back in junior high, the two had been strict enemies, much like their parents. Their personalities were so different that the probability of the two ever getting along was close to zero. Senri was, in most people's eyes, completely psychotic. He enjoyed spending his time observing the lives of the people around him, trying to figure out just how the human mind functions. It was his passion and he claimed to love every person in the world except for one, Heiwajima Ryou.

Ryou on the other hand was usually solitary and not one for conversation. He kept to himself and enjoyed peaceful things, like walks in the park, seasonal festivals, and just hanging out by himself. But the problem with Ryou was his temper. He was extremely short-tempered, even the tiniest annoyances setting him in a complete rage. Most of all, he utterly loathed Orihara Senri. The kid was a nutcase who screwed with people's lives for his own entertainment. Ryou found it disgusting beyond belief. That's why he'd developed his 'bad boy' reputation. The number of times he'd tried to beat Senri senseless only grew throughout his high school years. He'd even begun dropping in his studies, focusing more on finding some source of enjoyment to keep the brat off his mind.

But sure enough, if Senri planned on messing with Ryou's meeting with Yu, Ryou was bound to lose it. He would chase Senri all throughout the city until he could have the satisfaction of beating the brat unconscious. He deserved it anyway…

As the class began, Ryou rested his chin upon his hand, staring glumly at the whiteboard as the teacher prattled on about the importance of keeping a budget. He didn't bother to take notes and let his mind wander.

'Geez… I sure hope Yu-kun is having a better morning than I am…' He sighed and glanced wearily out the window.