Saki Hanajima, Akito Sohma soon found, was not like any other person he'd ever met. She was cold, untrusting, and...dark. Far more dark than any other sad person at this stupid school.

He never thought to talk to her, though. Instead, he just watched her with subtle interest. And there was plenty to be interested in.

Her raven hair. Those strange, beckoning eyes. Her unnaturally pale skin.

He silently berated himself for such thoughts. Feelings were for the weak. He'd gotten by, not on poor emotions, but egotistical strength.

He was snapped out of his self-imposed mental lecture by a deep voice,"Hey, Saki, you're lookin' real nice in that dress. Maybe a little too nice..." the jerk dared hint.

Akito frowned at the intruder. Was he NOT visible? "Go away," Saki muttered, making it obvious she had no interest in this lowlife.

He pretended to think about it. "I don't think I will," The stubborn, foolish man decided.

Akito stood up and put a hand on the boy's shoulder. "Are you sure about that?" His tone was making it clear that he was threatening him.

The boy flinched at Akito's gray eyes. There was something unnerving about them. The boy had a feeling that these same eyes had committed murder and suggested the other person jumped.

He knocked Akito's hand off his shoulder. "Whatever. Keep the whore for yourself, then."

Akito growled and slapped him. Hana's eyes stayed emotionless, as did the rest of her face. "Don't ever talk about a lady like that," he warned, those dangerous eyes flaring with apparent anger.

The boy stared at Akito for a moment, before running away. "Coward," Akito spat to hinself.

Hana turned making it known that she meant to leave. Akito frowed. "Aren't you going to thank me?"

Hana turned around, that same nothingness filling her face. "What for?" She asked with no expression in her words or face.

Akito scoffed. "I just helped you!" He snapped.

Saki resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "You took care of something I was already handling," she stated coldly.

He laughed, whipping the other way around, rubbing his face in exasperstion. "Oh, yes, handling," he barked, "Getting groped by a [donkey] is handling it!"

He turned around again, only to see that she had disappeared. He felt a small smirk rise to his face.

No. Saki Hanajima was unlike any other girl he knew.


Haru insisted on following Rin around. Everywhere. By the time lunch hit, he was sitting at her table with four other girls.

"Well, looked what the cat dragged in," Uo muttered bitterly.

Haru smirked. "Hardly," he answered snarkily.

"Nope," Rin agreed, "He's just been following me around all day."

Haru rolled his eyes. "And what if I told you I had all the same classes as you?" He taunted.

Rin scoffed. "I'd say you're lying. And you are. The home economics teacher told you to leave several times."

He chuckled. "Aw, but I really just wanted to make a dress!" He mocked her. The look that crossed her face gave him pure delight and told him that it was worth it.

Grinning, he leaned over and kissed the ridge of her neck. She gasped and swatted him. "Go away, will you?!" She cried at the perpetrator.

He laughed. Too easy!

Rin would done more to tell him off if she hadn't noticed Kisa's sad face. Her food wasn't even touched. "Hey, what's wrong with you, kid?" Rin asked as kindly as she could.

Kisa's head jerks up in surprise, like she hadn't expected to be called. "Hiro?!" She gasped.

Rin blushed (why?). "No, kid, 'fraid not."

Kisa sighed. "He's been ignoring me all day, and I don't know why," she said softly. "We used to be friends when we were little. But now he just hates me."

Rin frowned. "I don't know how to comfort you," she admitted, "I don't have many male friends anymore, and the ones that I do have are not from my childhood, so I guess I'm no help there."

Haru felt jealousy clench his stomach. He scoffed. "You have friends?" He gasped mockingly.

She punched his arm roughly. "Shut up!" She hissed.

He smirked, putting his hands up in faux-surrender. "Anything for you, lover." He winked suggestively.

She gasped, looking away.

"Peeving girls off again, you little brat?" A new voice asked, setting Uo off.

"YOU!" She yelled. "Get the [heck] away from me!"

Yuki smiled, obviously amused. "You're pounding on Haru, and and get, miss Uotoni seems to like you less than Rin does Haru. Hi, Rin."

She grinned at him. "Hey, Yuki."

Haru growled, "What, you like him, and you hate me?! How is that fair?"

She rolled her eyes and simpered. "Because he's charming, and you're..." She looked him up and down disapproving what she saw, "you."

He chuckled. "Come on. We all know you like me," he stopped and gestured to the room and its inhabitants, "Let's just make it official."

He grabbed her chin and pulled her in close to his face. He made sure to check that everyone was looking. He grinned and furiously placed his lips on hers.

Rin could tell the boys were staring in shock and so were the girls. She even heard Uo laugh, obviously feeling better after Yuki's Kyo comment. She made a mental note to tell her off later about it, after she broke this kiss."

Rin roughly slapped Haru harshly, pushing him away.

He only felt his cheek with a wry smile on his face. "Told you you liked me."

Rin got up and stormed off, against seemingly all-seeing eyes and the eyes of the guy that wanted her so much.

"Too easy," he muttered to himself.