*Gold's P.O.V*

I wandered around the whole campus, looking for Silver. I felt bad for what had happened earlier. The poor guy had looked traumatized after I kissed him. It was his fault that I had to kiss him; my hands were too busy pinning him down, so I had nothing to cover his loud mouth with. No, that wasn't fair. It wasn't his fault. He had looked scared even before I kissed him that I couldn't bring myself to blame him. It was Kris's fault for being a such a damned stalker.

I couldn't even make myself be mad at him for punching me in the jaw. If a strange guy I just met suddenly kissed me, I'd hit him in the face too. But, I was surprised at how strong Silver was. His punch had left me dizzy and confused for a few seconds and I was now walking around with a big, nasty purpling bruise on my cheek. Other students glanced at me as I walked past them, then did a double take when they saw the bruise. I had a sort of reputation at this school; I got into fights, I got hurt, but I never, ever, got any bruises or cuts on my gorgeous face. I glared at all of the curious glances sent my way and politely told those few brave souls who dared approach me and ask what had happened to 'fuck off'. Word soon got around campus of the bruise on my face and my attitude and soon everyone was steering clear of me and refusing to make eye contact. But still, I heard the main thing that all of them whispered: Gold was pissed, stay at least ten feet away at all time and don't look at him or risk losing a limb.

That was the thing, though, I wasn't even pissed off. I was just trying to find Silver and all these damn people kept distracting me and asking too many questions. It was strange. Normally, if something like this happened, all of the student body would be gathered in a circle around me and the dumbass who tried to hit me while I kicked his ass. But I didn't even want to yell at Silver, much less hit him. I just wanted to find out who the real Silver was. I wanted to know why he was so bipolar. I wanted to know why he flinched when I so much as touched him. I wanted to know why he looked so terrified when I had grabbed him. I wanted to know what had happened to him and why he transferred here to Arceus Academy. Most of all, though, I wanted to know what those sparks were that happened when I kissed him. With the many, many, many girls I've kissed, I've never felt that before.

I let out a sigh as I walked around the huge campus for the umpteenth time. Silver was still nowhere to be seen. The sun was beginning to set behind the tree line and I was getting ready to give up when a flash of red caught my attention. I turned to see Silver, his hair shinning bright red in the fading light of the sunset, walking back towards the dorms with two other people. Wait, I know that dark blue head and that stupid purple scarf! That was Falkner and Morty! What was he doing walking with those two?

"Silver, Morty, Falkner!" I called out after them, beginning to jog towards the trio.

They whirled around. Morty had a lazy smirk on his face, wrapping an arm around Falkner's waist and stopping him from walking as he waited for me to catch up to them. Falkner's eyes widened when they zeroed in on the bruise on my face and he turned to Silver, whispering something furiously. Silver reminded me of a bunny, a little red bunny. His silver eyes were almost as wide as Falkner and he looked ready to bolt at the drop of a pen.

Morty chuckled as I approached them, smiling deviously, "Well damn, Gold. Little Silvy here messed you up good."

Falkner elbowed his obnoxious boyfriend in the ribs, hissing something in his ear. I merely rolled my eyes at Morty, who was my other best friend and second only to Green. I stared him down, my golden eyes narrowing and piercing into his violet ones. Falkner looked ready to yank him out of the way if I decided to hit him, but he should know better. I wouldn't hit Morty for real without a legitimate reason and it would have to be a damn good one at that. Morty seemed to know that too because he just stared back at me, a teasing glint in his eyes.

"Oh, just shut the hell up, Morty." I shook my head before stealthily reaching out and yanking his purple head band down over his eyes.

He cursed and struggled to get if off without messing up his hair and I laughed at him before turning to back to Falkner and Silver. Silver opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. I bit back an amused smirk, because I knew that that would just piss him off and even though he looked absolutely adorable when he was mad, I didn't want to upset even more than I already had to say.

"I. . . um. . ." Silver muttered, hanging his head, his long hair falling down and hiding his face from view.

"I'm sorry." I interrupted Silver's stammering.

Morty managed to yank his head band back into place and his face masked the same confused and surprised expression that Falkner and Silver both wore. Morty was the first to snap out of it and he reached a hand up, placing it against my unbruised cheek and then to my forehead.

"You okay, man?" he asked, his voice playful. "You must be sick, since you're actually apologizing to someone. And to make things weirder, you're apologizing to the guy who punched you in the face!"

I shrugged, shoving Morty's hand away. "I deserved to get punched, so it makes since for me to apologize."

Falkner butted in suddenly, "But, remember that time you accidentally chopped off N's ponytail? You didn't apologize then!"

I rolled my eyes and raked a hand through my dark hair. "That's because I did him a favor. He looked better with that short hair. Now, if you'll 'scuze me, I have a promise to keep." I turned back to Silver, smiling at his still confused expression. "Ready to go on that tour of the campus?"

"Oh, um. . . Falkner and Morty already showed me around." he admitted quietly, his fingers nervously twirling long strands of his hair.

I pouted lightly. "Well, fine then. I'll just show you to all of your classes tomorrow instead. Let's go back to our room now. I still have to take my clothes and your comforter to the laundry room and you need to get some sleep. You'll be forced to deal with a whole lot of idiots tomorrow, including these two horndogs." I jerked a thumb towards the couple who were currently apparently attempting to eat each other's faces.

"Hey! At least I don't kiss guys I barely know!" Falkner accused as he tried to jump away from his boyfriend, who clung to him.

I felt my face heating up and glanced over at Silver to see that his was already as red as his hair. Morty smirked wildly and tossed an arm around my neck, making kissy faces at me. I ignored my embarrassment and smirked at Falkner, my eyes glinting dangerously.

"Oh, but don't you? I seem to remember that one time when you had too much to drink and you kissed-" Falkner's palm smacked over my mouth, muffling my next words.

Falkner's eyes were wide and his face was flushed. "You promised not to tell!" he exclaimed, backing away slowly when Morty's violet gaze narrowed. "Morty, it's not what it sounds like. Really, I was drunk and it was stupid and- bye!" he suddenly dashed off, running at that ridiculously fast pace of his.

Morty sent me a look and I just shrugged. "Since bird brain ran away, I'm not telling you who it was. You'll have to catch him and force it out of him~" I grinned, shoving his arm off of my shoulder.

My best friend growled, eyes narrowed to slits at as they silently followed the retreating figure of his boyfriend, who was now escaping into the dormitory. He rolled his shoulders and glanced at me, "Trust me, I won't even have to force him. All I have to do is deny that horny bastard sex and he'll sing like a canary."

"We didn't need all of that information, dude!" I called after him as he jogged off.

Silver stared blankly after him, wondering what the hell was going on. I just chuckled and reached out to pat him on the back. He flinched before I even touched him and I awkwardly dropped my hand to my side before shoving them both into my pockets.

"Um, don't even worry about them. They're weird. Now, c'mon. Tomorrow will be your first day of classes, so you should get some sleep." I smiled down at him before spinning around on my heel and trotting off towards the dorms.

Silver hurried after me and I could see him out of the corner of my eye. His head was lowered, a veil of hair once again covering his face, and his thin arms were crossed self consciously over his chest. He kicked at the gravel pathway as we walked and made an awkward noise in the back of his throat. I stopped walking and Silver stepped a few paces ahead of me before turning around to face me.

"I, um. . . Your face is bruised," he pointed out, avoiding all eye contact and fixing his gaze on the ground.

". . . No shit, Sherlock." I retorted, sarcasm seeping into my voice.

Silver's cheeks colored and I instantly felt bad for embarrassing him even more when he was clearly struggling to tell me something. "My bad. Continue," I gestured for him to keep speaking.

"Err. . . Falkner told me about your stalker problem. That's why you drug me into the closet, isn't it? Because you saw her? Falkner said that you dragged me in there with you because I'm apparently 'prime stalking material'?" his hands unfolded from his chest to nervously brush through his hair. Ten times on the left. Ten times on the right. Repeat.

Huh, well bird brain was able to guess something right. That was exactly why I had taken Silver into the closet with me. The poor guy, he really was prime stalking material for Kris. She would've obsessed over him and probably would've stalked him until he finally had enough and just transferred schools again. She was so creepy and annoying; he would've been gone within a week. "Exactly." I nodded.

His head hung lower and his fingers ran through his red locks, now a dark red under the faint light of the crescent moon, faster and faster. "Well. . . I, uh, I didn't mean to punch you. Really. I . . . it . . . I just can't . . . " he trailed off, mumbling under his breath. "Ugh, look, I really suck at these sort of things, but . . . I-I'm sorry." the last to words were said barely a breath above a whisper, but I still heard them.

The redhead turned tail and headed towards the dorms, his shoulders stiff. "A-And you better not ever do any weird things like that again, because next time I definitely won't forgive you!" he called without turning back, that random fire he sometimes got in his spirit back.

I just stood there, watching his slim figure retreating and wondering why I couldn't stop smiling like an idiot.

Author's Note:
Yay! :D I got a chapter uploaded in an exceptional amount of time! Go me!
I love Falky and Morty. 3 And Silvy's Tsundere-ness~ And wooo, Silvy's first day of school is tomorrow! I wonder what will happen~ Oh, and I can't believe some of you thought that Gold would really hurt Silvy. xDD He already has a soft spot for that precious red head. Tehee.
Also, I would like to thank all of you who've given me support and commented! It means a lot! And I'm sorry that I haven't replied to anyone's comments, but I'm so confused. I'm still new to this website, and I have no clue what the hell I'm doing. xD
Oh, and I wanted to put out there that there will be Issushipping, Greyskyshipping, and Ignitionshipping! I'm not sure what else, though. xD
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