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"Alright!" Nikaidou clapped his hands as he made his announcement one morning. "We're going to change seats today!" Everyone groaned and started making a fuss about it. Seriously, who the hell changes seats during the middle of the quarter? However, as he started to threaten to take points off of our "behavior" grade (yes, we did have a grade for that), everyone reluctantly picked up their belongings and shuffled to the back of the room. I stood together with Kukai, who smiled at me and whispered, "I'm definitely gonna sit beside you!" I returned a half smile and turned my attention to Nikaidou. Sitting next to Kukai would be awesome, but sitting next to a certain blue haired boy might be better to make a new friend.

"You guys know the drill, yes?" We all did. The teachers liked to scatter the little amount of girls around the classroom and then let the guys choose which girl they wanted to sit with. For the past years Kukai, who was always in the same class with me, always made sure that he sat next to me either by just sitting down or begging other guys to trade with him.

By now, every girl except me had been assigned to a seat. I gulped and waited for my destiny. "Himamori Amu, back there behind Akumi's right." I shuffled over, not even bothering to correct him for saying my name incorrectly for the thousandth time. Lucky me! Last row right beside the window where the teachers paid the least attention to. I did a secret victory dance and got ready for Kukai sitting next to me. However, before Kukai could sit down, Tsukiyomi Ikuto pulled out the chair beside me and sat down. What? Kukai, who was wide eyed with shock, suddenly grabbed the blunette's collar and said, "Move."

I gulped. A calm and silent Kukai was always a dangerous angry Kukai. Before I could react, Tsukiyomi grabbed Kukai's hand and pushed him away. "Is there a rule stating that I can't sit here?" He turned to Nikaidou, who was staring at us along with the rest of the class. "Um, no there is not. Mr. Souma? You could sit in the seat in front of Miss Himamori if you so desperately want a seat around her…" He trailed off, not sure what else to say. Finally acknowledging the fact that he was making everything awkward, Kukai huffed and pulled out the chair in front of me and sat down, but sitting backwards so that he was glaring at Tsukiyomi right in the face.

"Mr. Souma! Please pay attention to what I'm saying! This is important and I expect all of you to know this for the upcoming test." We all groaned. A test? Kukai huffed and turned around, and I knew he did it just because he didn't want to make the whole class stare at us again. He didn't really care about his grades during 6th grade, and he didn't care now. He was way too obsessed with sports, particularly soccer – he became captain once he transferred here. He huffed again and ran his hand through his spiky hair, occasionally stealing glances back at me and Tsukiyomi. "Kukai, stop it!" I whispered. He took one last glance and didn't turn his head back again.

Tsukiyomi was silent after stealing Kukai's seat. "So you're Hinamori with the unnaturally pink hair," He suddenly said. I frowned. What was up with this guy? I was thinking of bringing up a conversation and here he goes insulting me. I retorted, "And you're the Tsukiyomi with freaky blue hair who confessed to Rima last year." That rhymed! Anyways, his eyes widened and he became silent again. Ha, that's what you get when you make Amu Hinamori mad. Kukai laughed in front of me and turned around to give me a thumbs up. I grinned. So much for trying to make a new friend though. Why did Tsukiyomi want to sit beside me when all he wanted to do was to annoy the crap out of me?

Tsukiyomi and I did not talk for the rest of the homeroom period. And I didn't care at all. Not at all. Fine, a tiny bit. I did not pay attention to what the teacher was teaching, but I did hear something like "And that was why you should never attack a sleeping grizzly bear…" I rolled my eyes. Duh! I turned my head just slightly so that I could see what Tsukiyomi was doing, and there he was, freaking sleeping with his head on the table! I furiously whipped around to glare at the teacher and then back at him. He seemed to stir from the huffs I was making, and he opened one eye. He seemed to know what I was thinking, because he smirked and closed his eye to resume sleeping. I fumed. This was just so unfair. I had to admit, though, that his smirk was pretty hot.

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School was over. Tsukiyomi left early, lucky him. I packed up my stuff and walked out the door. "Amu!" Kukai's voice stopped me. He ran over and hugged me, making me inhale his fresh, lemon scent as he said, "I have soccer practice, so I can't go home with you. Call me when you get home." I hugged him back replying with a ,"Yes sir, ma'am." I waved as he ran off to the other guys waiting for him. He was such a worrywart, but he was so sweet too. And that was why I loved him so much. You really couldn't get a better best friend than Kukai.

I plugged in my earphones as I started my journey home. The weather was hot, as it was still September, and all the little kids ran around with their shirts open. I was envious of them, being so carefree and not having to worry yet about their future. I was already in my junior year and I still had no idea what I wanted to major in college. I always procrastinated, finishing my homework seconds before I handed it in. My grades were above average, but there was nothing special about me. I sucked in sports (although Kukai nagged me to practice soccer with him), I played the piano and the flute which almost everyone learns, and I did not do service learning. Sometimes I didn't even know what I was doing with my life. Everyone else seemed to be on the path to their own futures, but I was lost.

I sighed, wondering why I made my self so depressed. It was getting dark, too, as I hurried into the small lane where my house was located. There were always these delinquent guys sitting on their motorcycles blocking the entrance of the lane, and at first they scared me to death, making me walk all the way to the other end of the lane in order to get home. Once, however, they were bullying this small nerdy kid, and I couldn't bear to ignore it, so I mustered up my courage and punched one of the guys. I really thought that I was going to die, but these guys were somehow surprised and I became friends with them, especially their leader Nagihiko.

Today, instead of Nagihiko and his gang, there were a few burly middle-aged men standing around the entrance. The sky was completely dark now, and I had no idea what these men were doing. I shook as I hugged my bag and slowly walked through them. Whew, that was scary! I relaxed as no harm came to me and neared my house. Suddenly, I was grabbed by the hand and thrown to the ground, and one of the scary looking men sat on top of me and laughed as more of them gathered and started to grab at my clothes. "HELP! ANYONE!" I screamed but then a hand covered my mouth and my cries were muffled. I bit the hand, but the man slapped my face so hard that it stung. "You bitch!" I couldn't do anything; these men were so heavy and strong. Tears streamed down my face as I tried to wriggle away. A thump was heard, and the man on top of suddenly slumped down. More men were thrown off me, and soon there was only me lying on the ground.

I tried to see who saved me, but I had accidentally bumped my head in the struggle, and the last thing I saw before I blacked out was a guy wearing our school uniform.

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