Emma woke up the next morning with Kiba lying close to her just as the previous morning. She looked at the clock and nudged him lightly in attempt to wake him up.
Kiba, wake up. Its 5:30. She mumbled, yawning.
"No..." he mumbled, rolling over onto his other side.
"Yes. We have school." she said, turning into her human form.
Kiba yawned as he turned human, stumbling over to his closet to get clothes.
"Oh shit...I forgot to wash me uniform..." she thought, looking at a lump of clothes in the corner.
"Don't worry, you can wear one of Toboe's extras." he stated simply, pulling out his uniform.
"Last I checked he didn't wear skirts." she said, walking over to her clothes.
She picked them up, looking them over.
"You never know, he might actually have some." he tried to hide a laugh.
"You could just laugh, you know." she said, bending over to pick up her blouse.
Since the blood had dried, it wasn't quite so noticeable on the dark fabric of the vest and skirt. However, it was till very noticeable on the white blouse.
"Just go get a shirt from Toboe." he said, starting to laugh.
She smiled, walking across the hall to Toboe's room, "Do you happen to have an extra shirt? For school." she asked.
"Oh, yeah..." he replied, sifting through a drawer.
He pulled one out and handed it to her.
"Thanks!" she said, going into the bathroom.
"No problem." he answered as she shut the door.
She sighed, i "How is it that I keep ending up in their clothes...?" /i
Kiba changed and went into the living room to sit on the couch.
She walked out of the bathroom, balancing on one leg as she pulled up one of her socks.
"Wake up Hige, you're gonna be late for school." Kiba said, nudging Hige.
Hige growled and curled up tighter.
Emma walked over and tapped him on the forehead, "Wake up, bonehead."
Hige growled and got up, slumping off to his room.
Kiba smirked, "He's mad at something."
She sat down; messing with her socks again, "Guess so."
Hige got dressed sloppily, comming back into the living room, "Come on, we're late." he stated, going outside.
Kiba got up and followed him, Emma following behind him.
"Wait up!" exclaimed Toboe, running out after them.
He locked the door and caught up with them. Emma walked close to Kiba, staying quiet.
i "There're going to be questions..." /i she thought, i " 'What happened to your face?'...I fell? How over used is that...?" /i
Kiba stayed quiet on the way to school. Hige looked back at them, rolling his eyes.
Once they got to school, Emma, Kiba and Hige headed to their first class. Toboe turned and went down a different hallway.
i "Why does he have to be in my class?" /i she wondered, looking annoyed.
Hige had slowed down, so that he was walking behind them.
Kiba opened the door for Emma, walking inside with her. She walked in, keeping her head lowered.
Hige hid a growl, going to his seat; Kiba moved to sit next to Emma.
She sat down, i "I don't have any of my stuff..." /i she thought.
Kiba listened to the teacher quietly.
Hige looked over at Emma, "Do you need the notes?" he asked.
"Not from you." she replied, not in the best mood.
Hige lightly growled, starting to lean back in his seat again.
"Quiet back there!" ordered the teacher, looking at Hige.
Hige glared at the teacher. Kiba sighed, looking over at him.
The teacher continued class, about an hour passing before the bell rang.
Kiba got up, waiting for Emma. Hige growled again and just left. She stood up and hurried out of the classroom.
"Can you believe they put me in English?" she asked, trying to break the silence.
"Why wouldn't they? All students have to. "Kiba stated, following Hige to their next class.
"I already speak fluent English, though. I thought it was weird." she replied.
"It's still a requirement." he noted, walking into their next class.
"Weird. Languages are required back home." she stated, walking in.
Kiba smirked and took his seat.
"I have a feeling I'm going to be more of an assistant..." she whispered.
"Assistant?" he asked, confused.
"You know. Helping the teacher since I already know the language." she explained, sitting down.
"Oh." he said, opening his English book.
i "At least I know I'll pass..." /i she thought.
Throughout class Kiba struggled with his English, actually trying to impress Emma. Meanwhile, Emma blew through the papers with ease and a bored look on her face.
"Any help?" he asked her, still struggling.
She smiled, "'Kay. What do you need help with?"
Kiba shrugged, "Everything?" he asked, looking down at his book.
She smiled, "Okay...Well, this word goes in between these two here..." she explained, pointing to the words on his paper.
He nodded, slowly understanding. Emma helped him with his papers through the rest of the class.
When class was over he closed his books, "Thank you Emma." he said, smiling at her.
"No problem." she said, smiling back at him.
"Let's get to lunch." he said, walking towards the cafeteria with her.
"Okay." she replied, following him.
Once they got to the cafeteria, they walked into the lunch line. Kiba got his food, and then waited for her to get her's.
She came out, "Where should we sit...?" she asked, not seeing many open seats.
"There are seats outside, that's where Hige and Toboe are." he said, heading outside.
"Oh, I see them now. It's hard to miss that hair." she stated, referring to Hige.
Kiba smirked as he walked over and sat on a bench, "Hey Hige."
"Hey..." Hige stated, eating.
She sat down in the grass, in between Toboe and Kiba.
"This is nice...we weren't allowed to do this back home." she said, looking up at the clouds.
"Really? Why not?" asked Toboe, looking over at her.
"Half of the kids would be gone." she laughed.
Kiba smirked and continued eating, "It's nice out here, and no one really likes to go anywhere else."
"Weird." she said, trying to pull apart her chopsticks.
"Need some help?" Kiba asked, pointing towards her chopsticks.
"I can never get these to break evenly..." said laughed, handing them to him.
He chuckled and easily pulled them apart perfectly, handing them back to her.
"Don't laugh at me." she said, smiling.
Toboe smiled, "Kiba hasn't even seems this happy..." he thought.
"I'm not." he said, smiling.
"Oh, you are too." she said, starting to eat.
Kiba raised an eyebrow, "Am not."
She looked at him, "Fine then."
She turned to Toboe,"So what class did you have?"
Toboe couldn't help but laugh a bit, "Math."
Kiba smirked.
"Well how are you doing in there? I've never been too good at math." she continued.
"I think I have a B...or something close to it. I could help you if you want." he replied.
"That'd be great. I've never gotten above a C..." she admitted, laughing.
"Never?" Kiba asked, "Wow."
"Yeah, I've never been too great in school." she said.
She looked over at Hige, who had been unusually quiet,"What's up with you?"
"Nothing." he stated bluntly, getting up and going inside.
Kiba sighed, "He's having one of his moments again..."
Toboe watched Hige go in, knowing what the problem was.
"Well...it's annoying." she said, following him.
Kiba sighed again and followed her, "Then why are you following him?"
"Because I'm going to figure out what the hell it is." she replied.
i "He's pissing me off...he wasn't like this when I met him at first." /i she thought.
"He wont tell you." Kiba stated, going back over to Toboe.
Hige walked on towards his next class.
"Hey, wait up!" she shouted, running up to him.
Hige kept walking, "Why?" he asked, walking towards the door of his next class.
"Because something's up with you." she replied bluntly.
Hige stopped and turned towards her, "I'm suprised you noticed..."
"It's not that hard." she said, standing next to him.
"Why do you want to know anyways?" he asked, looking down at her.
"...I just don't like seeing people upset." she answered.
Hige raised an eyebrow, "Why do you care so much for people you don't know?"
"It's not like I don't know you at all. I'm sort of living with you." she said.
"You don't know me..." he said blankly, walking into his classroom.
"I didn't say I did. Jerk." she shouted, turning around and walking to her next class.
She met up with Toboe, only having him in her class now.
"What happened...?" asked Toboe, reluctantly.
"He said I don't know him. I know that already..." she replied.
They walked into their class, sitting down.
By the end of the day, Emma was still thinking about what Hige said. Hige was still mad at everything, having an attitude on the way home; the group was quiet on the walk home.
Kiba walked next to Emma, "So did you get anything out of Hige?"
"No." she replied blankly.
"Well, it might take a while before he opens up to you..." he stated, still walking with her.
"I guess you're right..." she sighed, deciding it wasn't worth dwelling on.
As they passed the street her father lived on, she looked at the house. Once again, no car was in the driveway.
"Hey...I want to get my things while my dad isn't home." she stated, turning down the street.
Toboe looked at her, "But what if he comes home while you're there...?"
"I'll go with you..." Kiba said, following her.
"You'll just be look-out, then." She replied.
"We'll see you at home then..." stated Toboe, running to catch up with Hige.
"See ya." Hige stated blankly, walking home.
"Look-out?" Kiba asked warily.
"So we know if he gets home while we're still there." She relied, walking up to the front door, "Come on."
"Okay..." Kiba sighed, walking into her house, remembering the last time he was there.
She took him up to her room; which consisted of a small bed and several boxes laying around.
"Sorry about the clutter...I never got to totally unpack." She explained, looking through some boxes for clothes.
Most of the things she pulled out had polka-dots or fruit pattern on them.
"Ah, finally...my own clothes." She sighed, laughing.
"So many polka dots..." he stated, looking at the stuff she was pulling out.
"Yeah...I like polka dots." She said, laughing a little, "I am a girl after all."
He tried not to laugh, "Why so many though?" he asked, looking at a certain polka-dotted dress.
"Because it's cute." She replied, smiling.
She moved to a different box and pulled out a small suitcase, putting the clothes in it. He smiled and sat on her bed, watching her.
She looked over her shoulder at him, "Why are you staring at me?" she asked, closing her suitcase.
"No reason." He said, looking down at the floor, hiding a smile.
"You're not very open, are you?" she asked, picking up a box marked i "books and CDs" /i and putting it by her suitcase.
He shrugged, still looking at the floor, "Not really."
"Why me then?" she asked, walking over to him.
"Hmm?" he mumbled, looking up at her.
"Why do you talk to me?" she repeated, sitting next to him.
"Because...I...I like you..." he stumbled over the words, looking into her eyes.
She blushed, looking at him for a second before looking away.
"But...why?" she asked, almost crying.
He reached over and made her look at him, "I don't know why...I just do..."
"...One of those things...you can't explain?" she asked, smiling, "I like you, too."
He smiled and nodded, leaning forward to kiss her gently. She kissed back, putting her hand on his leg. Kiba gently slid a hand into her hair, kissing her again. She kissed him slightly deeper, her hand gently clenching his pant leg. Kiba kissed her deeply, slowly laying her down on the bed. They continued for only a few more minutes before they heard the door open.