Look, I'll clear this up now since this occurred to me that the hours the kids have school might get confusing after I put up the last chapter. There is school for all Dorm Buildings at regular school hours. The only classes that have collage-set schedules are the top 5 on the PK side and the top 4 on the AK side. This is important to the plot. Just remember that KK is in regular classes unlike the other points of view.

Also, I know I haven't typed for Jerricko Kommie or Myah Tekko in a while, but bare with me. Plus, Katie Draco's and Reece Shintitami's –aka Ryuk– will be added in as well.

Kitkat's POV:

I sat in my room, typing away on my phone. School had just ended on both the Anti- and Pro-Kira sides. I only know about the PK kids –as I've taken to calling them– 'cause I saw them going to their dorms, too. I don't break the rules ALL the times.

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BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Ahem, anyways, Dorm Building D and texting. Well, after a while of getting my daily thumb exercise, there was a quick knock on my room door. A slip of paper slid inside the gap between the wood and the tile floor, coming to a rest halfway to my sitting form. Hiding my phone in its secret place, I grabbed the paper and read:

'Miss Draco,

It has been requested that you go to the school building on your designated side by 8:10 PM tonight. From there, Mr. Asahi will escort you to the A-side library.

-Headmaster Ryuga'

What was this all about? I hadn't yet used my laptop, so it can't be that phase of my plan yet. Had I let something slip accidentally? No, I had full-proofed everything. There was no way they would have a clue until I wanted them to.

Oh, well. I'll have to see for myself, won't I? Just play it safe, KK, and keep it close to the chest. No matter what evidence they might have against you, denial is key.

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I walked up to the big building by 8:15. So what if I was a little late and the teacher had to wait? It's not like they don't get paid to sit around anyways.

A man with scruff on his chin and cheeks was standing in front of the double doors, frowning at his watch. His hair was dark like his eyes with a few gray steaks running through it. He seemed to suffer from sleep-depravation. He wore glasses and looked like the type of guy in a high place of authority. He gave off a police or principle kind of vibe. Why wasn't he one of the headmasters?

I didn't like him. Not in the way I didn't like Headmaster Yagami –that was hatred threw and threw– but he made me think of previous acts of rebellion I'd pulled before, all resulting in consequences I much rather not discuss.

'Authority sucks,' my mind stated.

"You're-,"

I held up a hand to silence him.

"Let me stop you right there, Asahi. I'm a girl, and if you tell a girl to be ready by a certain time, we're gonna take longer to get ready. Now, mind telling me what this is all about?"

Taken aback by my rudeness and lack of the use 'Mr.', the man stuttered out what I was anxiously waiting to hear –even though I didn't act anxious in the slightest. Bluffing requires this, after all.

"W-well, uhm.. Ryuz- er, Headmaster Ryuga said your sister asked to speak with you, so he set up an Email for you to use. For reasons, however, you can only access it when Mr. Aihara, Mr. Moji, Mr. Taro, the two headmasters, or I are present since we're the ones with the password."

"'Reasons'?"

We were on our way towards the library as we held our conversation. If I was careful then I could get more info out ot the old man. Fingers crossed!

"As the rules go, you should not be allowed to speak at all, but your sister convinced one of the headmasters to bend the policies a little. To make sure nothing is exchanged and that the rules are followed, the Emails must be monitored."

A thought struck me suddenly. How could Katie have convinced Headmaster Ryuga of this if she was at home? Maybe Mom let her call or she sent in letters.. but still! That would take a while, not the first week. Instead of voicing these thoughts, I asked a different question.

"What can we give one another? We live at the same address, have each other's parents' names, used to go to the same schools, and know everything about the other."

"I-it's just a precaution."

"Mh-hm. I would say that, too, if I were trying to lie to a kid."

"I'm sorry, what?"

"Oh, nothing, sir."

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Aizawa's (Mr. Aihara)POV:

DracoD: U on?

DracoC: Yea..

DracoD: Wat's w/ UR username? They send U 1 2?

DracoC: No, I.. at the academy..

DracoD: . . .

DracoD: WHAT ACADEMY?

DracoC: … the kira academy…

DracoD: Oh.

DracoC: That's it? 'Oh'?

DracoD: Why the F*** R u EVEN AT THe d*** academy?!

I saw Katie cringe as she read her sister's response. She had warned me she would be mad, but this was beyond upset. It was on the boarder of hysterical.

She typed a hasty reply, seemingly eager to sooth her twin's frazzled nerves.

DracoC: CALM DOWn, sis. I'm SORRY. Mom and Dad finally told me about it as we were leaving. They wanted to surprise you.

DracoD: WHY? THEY never dO things like that!

I frowned at the messages.

"Why do you randomly capitalize letters?"

"It's an old joke we've decided to carry over for as long as we can, no matter our moods or how serious the situation is. We made each other promise, and we've yet to break it, but.. We can stop if you want us to.."

"No, it's fine."

I was sure Ryuzaki would understand. Even he can't be that callous, can he?

DracoC: IDk. They Wouldn't Answer my quesTIONS.2

DracoC: Oops, sorry. Type-o.

DracoD: U can B such a clutz.

DracoC: U still mad?

DracoD: Hm..

DracoD: I've decided.

DracoD: Fine. Have it UR way

DracoC: Really? U Rn't?

DracoD: No, I'm good.

I saw the girl grin widely as she squealed, jumping out of her chair and knocked it over in the process.

"Oops, sorry!"

Sighing, I rubbed the back of my neck. It's amazing to see how fast girls could get angry then make up again. Katie kind of reminds me of my daughter back home. Both are easily excited and sensitive. This girl was the gentle type, and it seemed her sister was the opposite, but had a soft spot for her twin. My evaluation only added proof that neither Draco was Kira.