I kept the collar of the white hoodie over my chin as I breathed, trying to remember the time when it smelled like Kida. Now that he was back, it made it harder to get over him. Ignoring him didn't help, he only made me notice him more. I closed my eyes, going back to a happier time when I would wear the hoodie to tease him. I opened my eyes and dropped the collar, smoothing out the shirt before I had to take it off before Izaya found it.

I sighed as I got to my locker, pushing Kida out of my head and get into thoughts of Izaya. I pushed some hair back toward my ear as I blankly looked in my locker for a moment before reaching for my extra shirt I kept in my locker for occasions like this.

"So you didn't burn it like I thought you would," a voice said casually. Knowing the personality of the voice, it had it's arms crossed and was smirking like an idiot.

I sighed. "What do you want?"

"Thought you'd never ask!"

Before I knew it, the voice was shutting my locker door and grabbing my wrist, pulling me along for a drag. I stared at the blond in disbelief. He was literally taking me somewhere when Izaya was waiting for me. Or maybe it was Celty because he somehow found out I was wearing a skirt.

"What the hell? This is kidnapping!"

He smirked, not saying a word as he pulled me into a darkened, unused room of Raira and closed the door, locking it. He pressed me to the wall next to the door, raising my wrists above my head and pressing his lips feverishly to mine. I widened my eyes, shocked, before I slowly felt myself relax and kiss him back. A passionate kiss, one like we used to give each other before he left.

He broke the kiss, looking to me with a smirk. "It's not kidnapping if you want it to happen, Kai. By the looks of you, you look like you wanted it to happen."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "You think I wanted you to kidnap me?"

He chuckled. "No, but you definitely still look good in my hoodie," he said as he checked me out, scanning me from head to toe.

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. Classic Kida. "You're unbelievable, Kida." I attempted to leave, looking to him. "I have someone waiting for me, so if you'll ever-so-kindly excuse me."

Kida set his jaw. I knew his blood was near about boiling. Before I could take a step away, he stopped me with a raise of his arm and his hand slamming into the wall I was against. "What the hell, Kai? I leave for two years, and you start dating that rat bastard?" I looked to him, surprised and wordless. He never snapped like that to me. The only other time was when I was in the hospital before I made him leave. "Why the fuck did you choose him?"

My anger boiled over the shock and every other emotion. I growled at him, feeling tears of anger and frustration pool in my eyes. "Because, Izaya isn't you! He's the fucking anti-Masaomi Kida!"

Kida stepped back in surprise as I tried to regulate my breathing once again and blink away the tears. His eyes were wide, and his mouth hung open. I took that chance to leave him. I walked down the hall and back to my locker. When I got there, I took off his hoodie and threw it in my locker, putting on the white long sleeve I kept in there. Before I could hear Kida's voice, I grabbed my messenger bag and slung it around my body before exiting the school and heading toward the front gates.

When I saw Celty, I should have known Izaya knew I was in a skirt, I ran to her, getting on her motorcycle without a single word. I put on the helmet she had ready for me, trying to forget the feeling of Kida's lips on mine. Everything felt like it was on fire; it almost hurt. I held onto her bike as Celty quickly typed out a message to me.

[What's going on?]

I shook my head. "It's nothing, Celty. Let's go to Izaya."

Celty nodded before climbing on her bike and taking off. I held onto her tightly, trying to erase that kiss from memory. I couldn't no matter how hard I tried. I could still feel his hands clasped around my wrists, keeping me pinned to the wall. That feverishly, hot kiss that seared into my soul, making me feel alive again. I sighed, knowing that I'd have to see Izaya with Kida on my mind. This was going to suck.

I leaned up to Celty. "Hey, Celty? Can you just take me to my apartment? I don't think I want to see Izaya right now."

With a nod, Celty sped away from the street Izaya lived on and rode to mine. When we stopped in front of the building, I got off, returning the helmet. I smiled to her.

"Thanks, Celty."

[Why didn't you want to see Izaya?]

I sighed, looking to her. "Can you keep a secret?" She nodded once, letting me know she'd not tell a soul. "Remember how I told you Kida's back and in my class?" She nodded again. I bowed my head, saying quietly, "He kissed me...and I kissed back."

Celty didn't move, but I could tell that if she had a head, her eyes would be wide in shock. [YOU KISSED HIM?]

I nodded, somehow not regretting the action, but feeling like shit about it.

[What are you going to do if Izaya finds out?]