(A/N) I wanted to apologize for not updating it sooner. I had very importaint matters to take care of, one including my problems with health. So I'm very sorry that I didn't update for such a long time.

I want to thanks everyone who reviewed on my last chapter and those who bother and read it.

If there still are people who like it I hope you will enjoy this chapter! Thanks again!

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-Matt's POV-

I swore I'd kill that fucking son of a bitch. How I hated him now. Yagami you fucking looser!

It had been two weeks since that 'incident' where I almost lost my hair. I still could feel that big, ugly and dirty hands on them. I washed them all day using two bottles of shampoo, and guess what? I still felt his scent! Yagami was so lucky that he wasn't at school since then, I'd make his life a living hell right now. I didn't know how but I was sure I'd think of something...

My thoughts were interrupted by bell. Shit, I didn't take my books from my locker. I'd be late if I didn't hurry. I never was late! Oh goddamnit Yagami! You had to ruin everything? It was your fault!

-Taichi's POV -

I decided to go to school today. Nothing to do at home I guess...

But never mind that. Teacher started to tell us some shit about some guy called...Jeremy...Bentham?

Who the fuck was he? Probably some shit head if we are supposed to learn about him in here. 'Supposed' that's the key world. When I decided to go to sleep I heard loud knock on the doors and someone came in panting. It was the great Ishida Yamatao! Haha he was late! I never saw him late. Mr. Perfect wasn't so perfect anymore. I'd get yelled at already or heard some kind of her lectures, yep mostly lectures. But I wounder why she never gave me a detention. She was the only one teacher who didn't give me one. And sometimes I had to admit. I deserved one.

But do what the fuck was she doing now? Smiling?!

''Take your seat and don't be late again'' and that was all which was told by the oh so fair teacher. She could at least gave him that fucking lecture but no!

I tried to sleep again but her babbling wouldn't let me do it. Nor the glares I received. Guess from who...

Again I tried to ignore them all and go to sleep, but when my name was called I had to stand up and do whatever the fuck she wanted me to do. But I didn't do anything wrong this time so what did she want? Last time I remembered she didn't give a fuck if I was asleep or not.

"Stand up," was my teacher's reply.

Grumbling to myself I stood. But I had to brace my arms on the desk because I was sure I would fall. I felt strange, tired yet full of energy.

''Taichi dear...'' oh god I hated when somebody called me that..must resist from killing her...

'' I hope you all know I'm trying to be nice and helpful to everyone, right?'' Please god kill me already! Not another lecture...after seeing most of pupils nods she continued '' But Taichi my patience won't last for ever so tell me dear when do you want to get some good grade? I don't have any thing that'd let you pass this semester. And you know what would happen if you didn't pass, right?

Was she stupid or from police? Damn that woman who the fuck she thought she was? I knew damn well what was going to happen to me , so why even bother ? But she looked like she wanted me to answer...hmm...she lets me sleep in her classes, so she couldn't be so bad. So I decided to be nice as well.

'' I'll have to try and pass everything in the 2nd semester whilst passing and learning material from the 2nd too''

''And if you won't make it?''

''I'll repeat this year''

''So I'll try and ask you some question, if you answer some of them correctly I'll let you pass my subject ok?''

I just shrugged. I didn't care. Even if I passed this subject I still got others to worry about. I was a lost case.

''Do you know about whom we talked today?'' I was sleeping ...or at least tried to. So how the fuck should I know! Maybe it was that guy which was mentioned at the beginning? I didn't have anything to lose anyway.

''Jeremy Bentham?''

''You listened! I'm so glad Taichi. Now tell me something about him. What nationality was he?''

''ee...English?'' It had to be English..it was...English literature...

''Very good''

And the questions went on and on. I answered most of them correctly. I think that a 5 year old wouldn't have any problem with that. That stuff was just too easy. I knew most of it years back. I couldn't understand that teacher. Why she wanted to help me so much. It was a misery ..not only for me but for others as well.

But If I had to be honest I never had any trouble with her. I used to stay after lesson and talk with her. It was nice. She liked me very much. She told me I was just like her son in my age. And it was always a good thing to talk to me.

Every other class was the same. Teachers talked. Students almost fell asleep. I slept. Matt glared. ..yup! It was very interesting I must admit.

And it was all as it goes for today.

When I went home Ryan was already asleep on the couch. He had to be very tired. I took some blanket and covered him. Next thing that I knew was walking to our room and taking his bag. He always was hiding something for me. And it wasn't helping that I was getting suspicious. When I made my way through his stuff I didn't imagine I'd find that! It was a white powder. Hmm it could be fun...

-Next day-

I finally opened my eyes to the annoying buzzing. It was my alarm clock. I glared at it for waking me up, but that's what alarm clocks are for. I reached over in order to grab it and then threw it across the room. When it made contact with wall the annoying sound stopped. I turned over and got comfortable. And as soon as I began to drift away to my dream land the buzzing started again. I officially hate alarm clocks!

I went to the bathroom and took a shower. Damn I felt like shit. But that stuff which Ryan had was brilliant. When I got my hair to stay down a bit I started searching for my eyeliner. Fuck. My memory was even worse than before. I caught myself forgetting about obvious stuff like days etc. I didn't know why I was like that. And now I couldn't remember where I put my things! Finally I found it! I applied it carefully around my eyes. I couldn't go anywhere without it.

Then I opened my closed and saw...black. All I had was black, dark blue, and some gray colored clothes. Occasionally you will find dark red in there.

I grabbed a dark pair of boxers and slipped them on whilst dropping my towel on the floor. Then I grabbed some black T-shirt which was too big for me and a pair of black loose pants that hung low on my chips.

I made my way through the living room where I found Ryan in the same position as I left him. Was he even alive? I checked his pulse...he was alright. So what was wrong with him? He was acting strangely in those last days. Always tired, but always sleeping. He was thinner than before, but I guess I wasn't perfect either.

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I went to the classroom, walking slowly through the empty corridors, knowing that the next period had already started.

I opened the door without knocking and thirty heads turn to me..

"Mr. Yagami, nice of you to keep us waiting." I didn't say anything because I didn't have anything to say. "Go to your seat," she commanded me. I glared at her and did as was told.

''Detention, I won't tolerate that locks Mr Yagami.''

I hated that hag. I wish her to burn in hell. Stupid bitch. I took my normal seat at the back of the classroom. Like always. It was my daily routine to sit there.

I sighed to myself whilst putting on my headphones. I could care less what was being taught.

I folded my arms and buried my head into the crook of my elbow. I blocked everything and everyone out. I could only smile as the loud music played inside my ears.

I didn't know when I started to tap my pen against the desk. I was too much into my music to notice. And it was too loud for me to know I was disturbing that stupid class. Only when someone grabbed my hand ,the one with my pen I opened my eyes and looked at the intruder. It was my history teacher...she was mad.

''Will you stop! You never did anything right so at least be quiet and don't disturb your classmates. They wanted to learn something useful and be someone in the future not like the kinds of you!''

That was it! I tried to be nice ,really. But that bitch just didn't know where to shut up! What the hell did she mean by 'my kinds'. I was someone not a fucking dirt. I wasn't like that scums I met everyday. Those fucking addicts and shit like that. I was much better then them. So what the fuck?! And I could stop taking drugs when I wanted, I just liked that feeling when they were inside of me.

I had my own family now. And I tried to be like them. Then she not only thought that I was some low peace of shit but they were as well. What a nerve.

'' If you listened only once on my lesson then you'd know much more. Don't be afraid of learning something once in a while!''

''Please...Like I cared what a dead guy thought of life!''

''We will see each other after your lessons boy''

And with that she started to tell some more shit.

''Whatever''

The bell rang--finally--ending the 'interesting' lesson. I got my things as well as everyone else.

I had PE next. I didn't fell like going there. I had some more of this stuff I took from Ryan. And it'd cheer me up. Or at least help me to think about something else not only ways to kill some teachers.

I went to the boy's toilet. When I was sure that everyone were in their classes I took out the spoon, lemon and syringe from my school bag. When I sprinkled the white powder on the spoon I added a couple of water drops from the tap, and some lemon juice, because the powder which wasn't clean could better dissolve.

I heated everything up by my silver lighter. Then I took the syringe. When everything was inside of it I put the spoon on th floor. Next I looked down at my right arm, and for a while I looked at my vein and after awhile I injected the substance.

My arms and legs became so heavy, but light at the same time. I became so tired, but that feeling was good. Really good. I closed my eyes and let my imagination take over me.

I didn't know why, I didn't know how. But I was standing in the teachers room. I didn't give a damn about the things that were told by people around me I was looking at the walls. At red walls. It looked so beautiful. I couldn't focus on it more clearly because it started to drift. Everything split up. On different colors, forms, shapes...it was such an interesting change.

The walls were so pretty. They looked like flames with orange in it. Maybe yellow too? Then there was some bright light, too bright. I had to use my hands as a shield. My eyes started to tear up because of it. Someone tried to take my hands off my face but I only yelled something about turning the sun off. Maybe it was sun. Maybe not. But I felt like it was. Only sun could be so bright and only it could make you so hot.

Then something touched me, on my shoulder. It felt nice, but when that thing started to shake me. That hurt. I backed out and trapped myself into the corner of the red thing. It was all around me. For some time I thought that it wanted to eat me. Maybe it wanted to protect me? I didn't know, but it was funny. And I started to laugh loudly.

Ah! My eye my eye! Something went into my eye! I heard it! Something big was near and then slam! Some hands grabbed me, I didn't know what was happening. I only remembered something taking me. Something yelling at me. And everything went black.

-Matt's POV-

When that idiot didn't came on our next lesson which was PE I volunteered as the person who would go and search for him. Our teacher didn't like when Taichi decided to not come on the lessons. He always liked that bastard. And who wouldn't in his place? Without Taichi his soccer team was worth no more that shit. It was hard to admit but he was a really good player and the only one who could be the leader on the field. Coach wanted him to come back but he wasn't interested. Even some of team players thought that without him it wasn't even worth trying to win something.

I guess they were right. Really. I saw their practice once. It was enough for me to know that I would be the master on the field... they called themselves the best players? Maybe they were. But without a good leader they were lost. But where was I again?

Oh I know now. I went to the boys toilet on the second floor. I knew he would be there because when I went to my locker which was on the first floor I saw him going there.

When I finally went inside I was speechless. Syringe. Blood. His blood. He was just lying there, smiling. What the fuck?! I had to make a choice. I could just leave the looser and tell the PE teacher that I couldn't find him anywhere or go and find the nearest teacher and tell everything. It was a hard one. I promised that he would pay for what he did! I knew that was my only motive, but deep inside I wanted to think that I done this only because I was scared. Scared that something bad would happen to him when I leave. He was barely conscious. I made my mind and ran as fast as I could to the teachers room. I was lucky some of them didn't teach any classes for this hour, because I would be disturbing their lesson in order to help Taichi. Help huh? I was helping! I was worried, I wasn't doing it because I hated him. No, not at all. Oh goddamnit!

I didn't care, I was going to knock on this door which were now in front of me ,tell a teacher that Taichi took some drugs, and be happy after he receive a punishment! That was my plan.

So I knocked. When the teacher answered I told him everything.

When we finally reached our destination ,Taichi was standing, looking on the floor with blood trickling from his arm. The teacher helped him with walking. When we went inside the teachers room Taichi went to the nearest red wall.

''Taichi, what did you do?''

But the question was left without an answer.

''Taichi?''

Again the teacher didn't hear any answer.

''Yamatao call his father''

''Yes sir'' I went to the phone which was on the desk near the window I still remembered his number . I called it so many times. I could hear as my teacher tried to talk with Taichi but he didn't answer, only look at that stupid wall as it was some kind of beauty art.

I heard Mr Yagami on the phone, I knew that Taichi didn't live with him anymore. But the school didn't. So what could I do? I told him about Taichi, he wasn't pleased but he told me that he would be right there. I was shocked. I thought that he would tell me that he didn't want anything to do with Tai.

I told loudly that his father was on his way.

''Turn the light on'' I did as he asked me to.

Then Taichi started to panic. He put his hand in front of his eyes. It wasn't that bright. After yelling something like 'the sun is too bright' teacher told me to turn it off. What the fuck? What sun? Was he some kind of idiot ? Maybe that drug done that?

The teacher started to hold him by his arm and then started to shake him. He wanted him to calm down. I never saw something like that, I must admit I was a little bit scared. I never saw a person to act that way. Then Taichi started to back off. But why? He was in the corner and then started to laugh? I didn't get what was so funny. But then I heard some footsteps and a knock.

In the doorway stood Taichi's father with an angry look on his face.

Taichi didn't laugh.

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(A/N) Thanks for reading. And let me know what you think by reviewing.

I'm sorry for all mistakes but English is my second language.