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Fuck.

What am I doing? Why am I comforting this piece of shit? Why am I holding him and trying to calm him down? Why?

"Why…are you doing this?" he says with an amused toned, but his voice was shaky. "Shouldn't you be trying to kill me?" he chuckles.

"I don't even know myself asshole! Maybe because it's pathetic to attack you like this, I rather hurt you when you're jumping around like a flea!" I growl at him.

It is true. It's pathetic to attack him when he is this helpless. It's too easy.

He chuckles. "Dumbass…"

I tighten my grip at the back of his head and yanked his hair.

"Ow!"

This time I chuckle.

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He is comforting me? He is holding me? Why?

I couldn't help but ask him, but before I ask, I need calm down and try to get myself back together. "Why…are you doing this?" I put an amused tone in my voice, but it was still shaky. "Shouldn't you be trying to kill me?" I chuckle.

"I don't even know myself asshole! Maybe because it's pathetic to attack you like this, I rather hurt you when you're jumping around like a flea!" He growls at me.

I chuckle again. "Dumbass…"

I feel him tighten his grip at the back of my head and yanked my hair. "Ow!"

He chuckles.

I was actually happy that he hurt me. Felt like we are going back to being us, so I decided to push it.

I went and pulled the back of his head and yanked his hair too.

"Ouch!" he pulls me back by my hoody.

I smirk at him, but it doesn't look like my smirk haves any effect on him. He just stares and frowns at me. It must because my face looks like shit.

"You look ridiculous!" He says, reading mind, and still holding me from my hoody.

"Like I give shit what you think" I stick my tongue at him.

He glares. I chuckle at him and wipe my face with my sleeves. At least I am pulling myself together, now I need to get out of here.

He then does a low growl and was reaching his hand towards my face. My body reacted as an attack, making me pull out my switch blade and pointing it at his face. He lets go of my hoody.

Shizuo frowned and reaches to my face again. "You still got tears on your face." He wipes it away.

I was shock and this time I glared at him. I swipe my blade at his bow tie, making it slide down to the floor. "Don't treat me like a child!" I move back away from him.

He glared. I can tell he is getting really angry. This is making me happier, getting me more strength in me. I smile.

"You bastared!"

"What you going to do? Huh?" I laugh at him.

Maybe it was a bad idea to say that. I am in no condition to get away from him. I am tiered and still shaky, but my mouth would not stop moving. "Will Shizu-chan actually kill a helpless person?" I tease.

He growls once more. He lifts a fist up, but before he can throw a fist at me, I pointed my blade at him. I laugh at him.

A thunder hits.

I jumped and dropped my blade. Shizuo took the chance and threw his fist at me. I shut my eyes tight and waited for the pain.

When I felt no pain, I opened my eyes. He threw a punched at the wall above me. I wasn't surprise that his whole fist went into the brick wall.

"You damn insect! I don't kill!" He says between his clench teeth. He pulls back and stands up. He stares me down.

I tried to get up, but my legs are too weak.

"Tch!" This is pathetic. I look away from him. I want to go home already.

"Get on!"

"Huh?" I look forward to see Shizuo's back. I glare at it. "Didn't I tell you to not treat me like a child!"

"Oh shut up and just get on! I don't like this more than you do!"

"Then go home! I—"

Another thunder.

I shake. "A-At least let me have some dignity, just go home." I say in a low voice.

He lets out a heavy sigh, but chuckles. "Like hell I would."

He grabs my wrist from behind and pulls me forward, making me fall on his back. He grabbed my legs and stood up.

"Put me down! This makes me look ridiculous!"

"And you being scared of thunder is not?"

I growl.

He bends down and picks up the bag and my blade. He puts my blade in the bag and starts to walk out of the alley.

"Wait! I am not going out there! I don't want people to see me like this!" I beat on his shoulders.

"Put your hood on then." He keeps walking.

I growl again. "I am the only one who wears this jacket and everyone knows me! Idiot!" I hit him in the back of the head.

In times like this, I need and want my switch blade.

A thunder hits. I jump and wrap my arms around his neck.

"Pfft, pussy!" He says as we leave the alley and walks towards my place.

"Asshole!" I start to choke him.

He snarls and squeezes my legs.

"Ow!" I say in pain. He stops and keeps walking.

I was lucky that it's really late outside, and that no one is out.

But I can't help wonder these questions in my head. Why is Shizuo helping me? Why is he being nice? Why is Shizuo caring me on his back? Why is he not killing me?

I sigh. Too many questions for one night, I wish I can look up these questions on the net.

A thunder hits.

I tighten my arms around him and buried my face in his back.

Can this night get any more embarrassing!

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Finally! This night is almost over!

The thunder has finally stopped and I am almost home!

"So…" Shizuo says, breaking the silence that we had for this whole embarrassing trip. "Are you really are afraid of thunder?"

"What? I can't have a fear?"

"No, it's just…" he pauses and tries to pick out his words. "I didn't expect that your fear would be this. It must be tough, since we have been getting a lot of bad storms."

"Tch. Don't act like you care."

He stays quiet until we finally made it to my place. He puts my down and hands over my bag. I snatched it out of his hand and took my blade out and put it back in my pocket.

I stare at him to read what he was thinking, but all he did was have a frown on his face, making me more confused.

"What is wrong with you?" I huff.

You're not the one who got a piggyback ride from their worst enemy.

"Aren't you going to say thanks?" he glares, but with a hint of the frown.

I laugh. "Why should I?"

He growls. "I helped you!"

"And why is that? Why did you help me and instead of hurting me!"

He better answer that question! I would really like to know why he isn't throwing a temper at me, just seeing my face makes him destroy the street. But seeing me helpless makes him help me?

He frowns at my question. Looking down, and looking more confused than I am.

"I…I don't know."

I sigh, not liking the answer I have received. "Whatever, I am going in." I turn to enter my place.

"Hey!"

I stop, but I don't turn to look at him.

"If….you don't tell anybody that I helped you, then I won't tell anybody your fear."

I chuckle and then it turned into a laugh. "Why would I tell somebody that you helped me, huh!" I twirled around and smirk at him.

"Then I am guessing we got a deal?" He asks.

I laugh a little more. "Sure."

He nods and walks away. I watch him as he leaves, turning a corner and out of my sight. I glare at the direction he disappeared to and decided that tonight was enough and that I should get some sleep.

I enter my home and went straight to bed.

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The next chapter will be very interesting, and I am excited to post it up.

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