...:Some Days Later:...

I stood outside my house, carefully opening the door, if I opened it too much, someone might see something they shouldn't have, well actually, I would have opened the door, if it weren't for the fact that it was locked and my key didn't work.

"Shat." I mummered, before going over around back to try the back door, there was a brick wall instead when I opened the door, "Yeah this is hilarious Grandfather, just effing funny." I shouted to the house, knowing he could hear me with whatever security system he had, so instead I came around to the side and sat down to think, if doors were locked, it would be a given to bet the windows are too, no cellar to use, no chimeny either, I checked through my back pack for something, good, a pen and a bobby pin, one of them must be useful.

The only window that I would be able to use without attracting too much attention would be the one on the second story that led to my bathroom, I climbed up the tree and crawled across a rather dangerously thin branch to the other side, closer to the window, I carefully used the conveniently placed clothesline and my sweater to pull myself over to the window, then using the pen, I very carefully unlocked the window and climbed in, to be faced with another of Grandfather's courses.

...:Outside:...

Haruhi happened to have been walking around the neighborhood when she noticed Kushi walking to the side of a house from the back, she was going to go over and say hi to him, but instead he climbed up the tree he had sat under, used his sweater and a clothesline to get to the window on the second floor, then he broke into the house by unlocking the window with a pen.

Her jaw only fell further and further as she saw the whole thing take place, she immeadiately thought that Kushi was trying to steal something, so she ran over to the house, easily opened the front door, and would have fallen to her death if not for the fact that she somehow grabbed onto the edge of the hole that had opened under her as the door closed itself.

"Alright, alright, but what if it's someone selling religion again?" Kushi's voice asked, to which he was answered with a shoe thrown at him, which he easily dodged, "Ok, I'm answering it." and he soon came into the entrance room, successfully avoiding swinging axes, arrows and flame throwers, although when he saw that there was someone holding onto the ledge of the hole in the ground, and he saw who that person was, he messed up a little and ended up having one of the arrows graze his face.

He stared at Haruhi for a bit, completely ignoring the blood dripping off his face, before sighing in an irritated way and grabbing her hand to pull her up easily. Then he turned to a door which had revealed itself in the wall next to him and entered the room, but went back to get Haruhi when she merely stood there, staring in shock.

"Hey Grandfather, what do we do with people who find out about your courses and see me break into the house and go through the entrance course?" Kushi asked an elderly man who sat down in front of multiple screens in what looked oddly like a main control/security room sort of thing.

The man didn't move as he asked in return, "Why do you ask?" and sipped at the tea he held in his hands as he polished what appeared to be a numerous series of guns.

"Cause, that, maybe, kind, sorta, possibly, might have happened, just a few seconds ago." Kushio asked, still ignoring the blood which was now making a small puddle on the floor.

The man turned around, and paying Haruhi absolutely no attention whatsoever told Kushi, "Go find clorox and a brush, get your grandmother to patch up your wound, then clean up your blood, I don't want you making a stain on the floor, the last one your father made still hasn't gone away." and then he turned back to polishing the guns.

"Kay, come on Haruhi, don't want to bother Grandfather anymore." Kushi said and grabbed her hand to pull her along, since she still seemed to be in a state of shock, to another door and down a hall to a kitchen where an elderly woman was making food, "Grandmother, can you clean this up for me?"

"Hmm, oh my, what happened, was something on your mind when you went through the course, I mean this never happened before, you're always so careful, not even the first time did this happen." she said as she got out a first aid kit and started to tend to Kushi's cut, she had yet to notice Haruhi.

"Ah, yeah, cause the person almost fell into the hole and he's also a classmate of mine." Kushi answered, not at all flinching when the antibiotic was sprayed onto the cut

The elderly woman suddenly turned around and stared at Haruhi for a few minutes before turning back to Kushi and saying, "Kushi, he's a she." which in turned caused Kushi to stare in a somewhat surprised, but disinterested way.

"Oh, well we have black mail now, that's the important thing." he said, then he turned to stare at Haruhi, "Hey, when's she going to wake up?" he asked.

"Ah, sooner or later, why don't you go to your room and rest some, ok?" his grandmother told him, he nodded his head and hurried to his room to rest for a bit.

...:With Kushi:...

I laid in my bed with A'laa resting peacefully around my neck, I sighed, this would be over blown by my grandmother, at least I got the feeling so, I got up and shuffled through my half unpacked bags, only to come across a book I had never before seen. I opened it to be faced with pictures of when I was younger, my sister and I playing together, but soon enough my sister dissappeared from the pictures and was soon after replaced by Lawr. I flipped through all the pages, pages of smiles and laughs, inside jokes and even a picture that my mother had taken of us watching a scary movie, me with my eyes wide open in fear and half hiding behind a blanket and Lawr not even staring at the glow of the t.v., but instead twirling a piece of my hair around his finger, smiling at my scared expression.

I reached the last page, it looked like my mom enjoyed taking pictures without our knowing it, because the last one was one of me and Lawr sleeping, not the way you think, get your mind out of the gutter, in my bed, I looked so very much like a girl, with my hair spread out a bit, and my head on his chest, and his arm wrapped around me. The picture made me want to cry but I noticed the neat, cursive writing that was my mother's and reading what it said made me just a bit better.

Kushi,

Stop moping all the time, you're no fun like that, and I'm positive that Lawr would want you to be happy no matter what happened, so get out there and find another handsome boy to be with, Lawr wouldn't want to see you sad, now would he?

Love, Mom

I sighed sadly though, "Sorry Mom, but I already promised Lawr I would never become Delilah, not even after he died." I said to myself, remembering the promise I had made two years ago.

...:Two Years Ago:...

I smiled happily at Lawr's sleeping face, which was in my lap, he was tired, his parents were bothering him about finding a girlfriend, but since we had finally admitted to each other that we love one another, it was just bothersome for him, especially since his parents would freak if they ever found out that their only son was gay, since it was immoral and wrong according to them and their bible. I was happy though, since the day I had first met him, I had already liked him as just a bit more than friends, although I had never admitted it to him before, since I was scared he would hate me if I did.

Lawr suddenly opened his eyes and smiled at me, taking my hand and kissing the palm, "Hey."

"Morning." I answered, smiling at him, "You know, I'm starting to cramp up, you've been asleep for an hour or so." I told him, not actually caring if he moved his head or not.

He merely shuffled his head a bit, "Well, that just goes to show you, your lap is the best pillow in the world, and it's my pillow, anyone else that tries to use it will be personally killed by me." he said, making me laugh a bit, but suddenly his face grew serious, "Hey, you're never going to be like Delilah, right?"

"Delilah?" I asked, wondering what he was talking about.

"Yeah, Sampson's lover, after they spent a night together she cut off his hair, the source of his power, and gave it to his enemy, basically, she betrayed him." he explained.

"Why the heck would I do that?" I asked and put my head down to nuzzle his nose, "You don't deserve to have something like that happen to you, besides, nothing would ever make me betray you." I told him, "Also you would look bad with no hair."

He chuckled a little before he smiled and pulled my head further down for a sweet kiss, "I just like to make sure, you know that." he answered, I smiled at him and gave him a quick peck, which soon turned into something else entirely.

...:Present:...

I sighed once more, so many firsts I had shared with Lawr, he was my first friend, the first person I had went anywhere but to school with, my first love, my first kiss, even my first time, they all belonged to him, I belonged to him.

"Kushi-san?" a voice suddenly asked, pulling me from my thoughts, I shifted my eyes to Haruhi, who merely stood there in my doorway.

"Yeah?" I asked, not bothering to move from my bed, I was never much for manners, but Lawr never cared about that.

She looked like she wanted to say one thing, but instead said another, "Are you crying?" she asked, moving over to me and sitting down next to me on the bed.

I brought my hand up to my eyes, and indeed, there was liquid, other than blood, on my face, "Huh, what do you know, I am." I answered, I never realized I was crying whenever I thought about Lawr.

"Why?" she asked, "Why do you not like people, are rude, and why do you cry so much?" she continued, being blunt about the whole thing.

I decided to be blunt as well, "I don't like people because they never liked me, I'm rude because that's how most people are to me, and why I cry, because it's my fault Lawr died." I answered, this time I could feel that the tears didn't stop.

"How can you say it's your fault, there's no way it's your fault." she told me, I could tell she was upset with me for being so weak about the whole thing, that's just how I was, without Lawr, I was as I truly am.

"It's my fault because I'm the one that started the fight, it's my fault because I ran into the street, it's my fault for making him care so much that he ran into the street and died instead of me, I shouldn't be here, I'm supposed to be dead." I answered calmly, although it felt as if there were more tears surfacing now.

"He cared of his own free will, didn't he, you didn't make him care or save you, and it takes two to tango, so the fight was started by him as much as it was started by you." she told me, I wondered why she was comforting me when she didn't even know who Lawr was.

I laid back, "Can you leave now, I wanna be alone?" I asked, she sighed, but left anyway, I curled up into a ball before taking a change of clothes, into the bathroom and hiding some bandages and a razor with them.

crazy: If someone is actually reading this, then I do not deserve a reader as dedicated as you, you're too good for a slop of a writer like me, I don't deserve such paitent readers, thank you so much for liking this story so much. Anyway, my internet connection on my laptop, magically fixed itself, no seriously it did, I was on it a while ago when I realized it, because I noticed the cord leading to the internet box, which I normally have to connect to my laptop so the internet works, was on the ground, and so I closed my internet window, and reopened it, and it still worked, I totally freaked out when I realized it. Also, on another side note, I might get to be an exchange student next year, it's not completely affirmed, but it's looking good, and I might also get to go to Korea in the summer to see my soon to be sister in law, cause she's teaching English there, and then I have to go to my brother's wedding in September in Ohio, so yeah, next year is going to be exciting. Anyway, enough about me, press the reveiw button, pretty please with sprinkles on top?