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"I told you! I have drama class after school! I'll do detention after that or before school or whatever, but not now! I have to go!"

I turned and ran towards the door, knowing that I was most definitely late for drama after arguing with this dense headed teacher.

"Fine! But you better be here after your silly drama class!"

Rolling my eyes I dashed down the hall, jumping over sets of stairs and dodging a particularly large older guy with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. I turned around and shouted a 'Sorry' just yards before darting into the gym, panting.

"I'm here!…I swear!"

I was received with a few 'hello's before suddenly one of the members dragged me off asking me to help him carry some stuff. Running back and forth, someone dragged me somewhere else and asked me to grab some tea. I rose an eyebrow, but did it anyway and took the tea to some guy as they hid in fear.

Great. I feel like I'm being sacrificed.

When I did get over there, he was speaking with Makoto and Ito, and something he said just screamed player to me.

"Oh? A new face! And a pretty one at that! Who are you?"

"She transferred in her second year."

"I'm Makoto Amano. Nice to meet you."

"Good, good…"

I could tell Ito began freaking out, getting the same vibe I was getting, and decided now would be a great time to cut in.

"Yo! The chickens over there sent me to give you some tea…and aren't you the dude I ran into in the hall? Sorry about that."

He gave me a look, glancing past me as he realized Ito and Makoto escaped, before turning back to me.

"And who're you? I haven't seen you around here either."

"I'm Kira Hirst, a transfer from America. I like long walks on the beach and star gazing~ but currently, I'm searching for a lover…Have anyone in mind? You wouldn't be so bad yourself if you stopped killing off your lungs with tobacco."

I smirked, stealing his cigarette while he was still in shock and moved over to my next victim to show I was just screwing with the guy. Lucky me, Ito showed up right then and when I tried the same thing on her, I was promptly knocked to the floor in a daze after a swift kick to the stomach.

"She's certainly been working on her kicks."

Partway into our stretches, I realized just how annoying this Toki guy could get. He was constantly bugging Ito, but always seemed to manage to bother me at the same time.

"I'm not this flexible, Toki! I thought you were bothering Ito?"

"Hey!"

"I am, but I have yet to get back at you for the stunt you pulled earlier."

He leaned more of his weight onto my back and I groaned under the pressure. My muscles were so tense afterwards, that I decided to go running but part way around the building, Ito and Makoto rushed pass with Toki following. Needless to say, I quickly picked up my pace to escape the demon and caught up with Ito and Makoto.

"Why the hell do I keep getting dragged into this?"

I yelled as I passed them and then I tripped on a rock, tumbling into a wall further ahead. Ito and Makoto were apparently done running and they leaned against the wall panting beside me. They soon left, but I just sat there for a bit longer to enjoy the quiet, when Toki's face appeared above me. I nervously smiled and waved a little, the grin on his face creeping me out.

"Come on. You're not done yet!"

He grabbed me by the collar and dragged me to our next exercise, without Ito and Makoto. Well, this can't be good.

A few minutes later, one could find me twitching painfully on the floor in front of the altar. I jumped up though, when Ito slammed her fist on the altar and yelled at Toki.

"Toki!"

"Ito, you didn't have to destroy the altar, you know."

"It's your fault for eating on it! I've got to talk to you!"

"Yeah, you tell him, Ito!"

I smiled brightly, but frowned when something wet smacked me in the forehead. Reaching up, I pulled off a naruto Toki had thrown at me. I stared back and forth between it and Toki before promptly eating it. The look on his face was priceless. He shook it off, and turned back to Ito.

"So, where's Mako? She's usually with you."

"She's out shopping. Listen, I must tell you not to go after Makoto!"

I face palmed at Ito's naivety. He's totally been looking at her the whole time, but she still thinks it's Makoto that he's looking at! Sliding my palm down my face, I watched as him and Ito playfully argued. They look pretty good together, now that I think about it. It was true too. With Toki being the huge guy that he is, he actually made Ito look feminine. Just means I'm going to have to stay a bit further away from him too. I have more at stake than Makoto, in any case. It was then, that I noticed Makoto walk though the door. One look at her and I knew Ito was going to have some more trouble on her hands.

"Hey! Welcome back, Mako! Did you get some juice?"

She took one look at Ito and turned away, leaving Ito there in shock. I sighed and stood up, placing a hand on Ito's shoulder.

"You've done it again, Romeo."

"Huh? What are you talking about, Kira?"

"I'll talk to her and see what I can do…but, it shouldn't be too hard for you to figure out."

I chased after Makoto, catching her as she headed out the school gates.

"Mako! Wait up, would ya? I'm still sore from Toki's death training!"

She turned around and glared at me and a memory of an older black haired woman glaring hit me in the face. Shaking it off, I ran and grabbed her shoulder and stopped her.

"Look, Makoto…Talk to me about it! It'll only get worse if you hold everything in, and I promise I won't tell Ito if you don't want me to."

"I don't want to talk about it."

She started walking away and I groaned before yelling out, "You're jealous, aren't you?"

Stopping abruptly and turning around, I looked up at the sky with an innocent looking face. It totally worked too, cause she grabbed my hand and took me to her apartment to talk privately.

Closing the door behind him, Makoto took off his wig and sat on the floor in front of me with an exasperated sigh.

"I'm not jealous."

"Oh really? So you weren't concerned at all when Toki and Ito were hanging around like old friends, play wrestling?" A twitch. "You didn't care at all how much she looked like a girl around him?" Another twitch. "What about when -"

"Enough! I was jealous, okay?"

He'd slammed his fists on the table and was glaring at me, but I only smiled widely.

"That didn't take long~ Step one to any problem is accepting that you have a problem."

"Then what's step two?"

"Hm? I have no clue."

I laughed loudly as he dropped his head on the table in between us, rolling back and forth on the ground while holding my side. I couldn't help but mess with the love struck couple. It was just too much fun!

"Then why were you so adamant about coming here?"

"I wasn't…hehe, you brought me here, remember? I was just trying to get you to talk about it. You two always seem to misunderstand each other and I'm always dragged into it. I mean look how much Toki's bothering me! I only played one little prank on him and now I'm going through hell! That, and Ito's too thick headed to realize Toki's going after her. I would've thought he was going after me too but, as far as I know, he thinks I'm a guy…although with that prank he probably thinks I'm gay."

I thought about that for a minute and paled, Makoto laughing in the background.

"Hehehe, what did you do, exactly?"

Snapping back to reality, I waved my hand back and forth nonchalantly.

"Nothing much. Just said that I like long walks on the beach and star gazing, and that I was looking for a lover. You should've seen his face when I told him I'd go after him if it weren't for his smoking problem!"

Makoto raised an eyebrow and gave me a weird look.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you and Toki are getting along really well~"

I rolled my eyes. "Not even, Makoto. He's more like the abusive big brother I never had. Besides…my mom wouldn't approve."

I got up, brushing nonexistent dirt off my pants with a more solemn expression.

"Sorry, I gotta go Makoto."

"You want to talk about it, Kira?"

"No…not really."

"What happened to 'accepting you have a problem'?"

Staring back at him from his doorway, I frowned.

"I know I have a problem…I just refuse to drag others down with me."