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Chapter 3

The final bell rang and everyone rushed out the door. Everyone was in a hurry to get to fresh air and to talk to friends, except for one girl, Silver. She was taking her time packing up and walking out the building. She never felt comfortable in crowds; too many people in a small place always bothered her. So she walked out calmly after the rush was through. As she made her way to her locker to switch her shoes, she bumped into Shuichi.

"How was your day miss…" Shuichi began but realized that he never did get her name.

"Oh right, my name's Silver. It's nice to meet you Shuichi. My day was alright, and you?" she said with a small laugh.

"Just fine. I was wondering if I could walk you home so we could talk a bit. I greatly enjoyed our last conversation," he politely offered and me being me, I couldn't decline when he was so polite.

"Sure, what would you like to talk about?" I asked while subconsciously covering my arms from his view with my back. We left the building and began walking towards my neighborhood.

"Well anything really. How about I ask you a question, you answer, then you ask me a question that I'll answer?" he offered.

"Sure, you go first though," I said liking the idea immediately.

"Why were you named Silver? It's an interesting yet unusual name," was his first question. I got that question a lot so I was used to answering by now. I didn't even have to think about it as I launched into the tale of my name.

"My parents chose to wait a month or so to name me after I was born so they could fit the name to my personality. As a baby I was strong willed, always knowing what I wanted and wouldn't give up till I got it. I was also in a sense cold, never really wanting to be held or coddled. Since my dad was from America he decided that my name should be in English. After discussing with my mom for a bit they decided to name me silver since it seemed to fit me best." The whole time I was telling him my story, I watched his face. It had a hint of amusement in it. I loved how his green eyes showed his emotions and they were such a lovely shade of green.

I was snapped out of this thought though, "That's very interesting. It's your turn to ask a question now," he said smiling at me kindly.

"Hmmm, what do you think about your fan club?" I asked. I was truly curious because he seemed to treat them politely but when I saw him walking in the halls every now and then, it's hard not to notice him, he seemed to be avoiding them.

His smile instantly turned to a slight frown as he answered me, "They are good natured but they should learn that I don't appreciate the attention they insist on showing me so often. What weapons gave you those scars?" he asked gesturing to my arms hidden by my bag.

I mentally cursed him, "Mostly katanas and shurikens," I hoped he didn't know much about the way that they cut. I really didn't want to have to explain to him about how the scars truly got there or the real reason why I put them there. I glanced up at his face and the look said he didn't buy it but he would let it slide for now. Great. "Are you interested in martial arts? I mean you keep asking me about it yet you don't seem the fighting type," I said trying to move on to a different subject. Preferably about him and not about my arms.

He chuckled a bit at this question before answering me, "I know some martial arts and two of my best friends fight all the time." He seemed amused that I would think he was a fighter, not mad. That was good.

By this time we finally arrived at my house. "Well there it is," I said awkwardly. Maybe I should invite him in, that would be the proper thing to do, I thought to myself. "Would you like to come in for a glass of tea?" I asked kindly.

"No, I have other matters I must go attend to. Thank you for the talk though miss Silver. It was very interesting," he said smiling at me.

"Drop the miss, it makes me uncomfortable," I told him, "and it was very nice to talk to you too." With that I walked into my house leaving him outside.

Kurama's pov

I watched her walk into her house and then headed to Yusuke's house. I don't know what interests me so much about her but for some reason I feel drawn to her. I didn't believe her story about the knives giving her those scars. Knives tended to leave jagged edges if they were from practice or by accident, not clean cuts like hers had been. What reason would she have not to tell me the true nature of the scars unless she inflicted them to herself on purpose? But what could be her reason to do that? She had good friends from what I saw and she makes perfectly fine grades too. She didn't seem reluctant to go into her house. What reason did that leave?

I need to confront her about it before she accidentally cuts too deep or in a bad spot and ends up in the hospital or worse. But why am I drawn to help her so badly? He decided that he would have to leave it for later though as he arrived at Yusuke's house. There were more pressing matters at hand first.

A/n well yet another chapter done. I know it leaves many questions in your head but maybe that will keep you reading. Or at least that's what I'm hoping. Till next chapter, see ya ^-^