"She hasn't said a word ever since this morning. I wonder what's wrong?" Moe whispered to Miwa at the lunch table.

It was lunchtime, and Ichigo was sitting across from Miwa and Moe in the classroom. She had been really quiet and hasn't said a word so far for the day.

Miwa tapped Ichigo on the shoulder. "Earth to Ichigo, are you in there?"

Ichigo looked up from her leftover yakisoba bento with a blank look on her face. "Oh, hey Miwa. Hey Moe. What are you guys doing at my house?"

They looked at their friend as if she just ran into Yasu."Uh, Ichigo, we're at school having lunch. What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Ichigo shook her head getting out of the trance. "Oh, uh, no. Everything's great! I just didn't get enough sleep yesterday night. I was up real late talking to Aoyama on the phone. Yeah, my dad finally had to come at two in the morning just to take the phone from my hand, and threaten him that if he didn't stop talking to me in the middle of the night, he'd come over with his best golf club! Hahahaha!"

"Wow, you guys must have talked about everything you could think of. I mean, you did say it's been ages since you last saw each other. Must be nice seeing an old childhood friend again, huh." Moe said dreamily.

Ichigo did her best to smile. "Yep. It sure is." She stood up. "Well, I'm gonna go up to the roof for some fresh air. I hate being cooped up inside for so long." She took off.

While walking up the stairs, Ichigo sighed in relief that she could make up something believable so fast. "I hate lying to Miwa and Moe, but what will they do or say if I tell them that me and my psycho jealous ex-boyfriend were having an intense fight in my dressing room after Friday's show?"

She opened the door to the roof, and when she lifted up her head, she could see Masaya out of the corner of her eye, staring up at the sky. He turned his head hearing the door open. "Oh, hey Ichigo. Did you come up for some air too?"

She got into a panicked frozen state. 'Oh great! I came up here to be alone, and of all people, it has to be him who Kisshu got some flipped out over. Although, I guess it isn't his fault in the first place. He doesn't even know who Kisshu is.'

She then walked up and stood right beside him, head on the railing. She had a wistful look in her eyes which Masaysa noticed. "Ichigo, is something the matter?"

She looked up at him. "Well, it's just that after the play, I bumped into my ex-boyfriend, and he was furious about seeing me kiss you on stage, even though it was just pretend. I'm surprised with how he acted, he didn't bring the auditorium down."

He looked very worried. "Is there anything I can do? Maybe I should go talk to the guy."

"What!? No! If you come within ten feet of him, he'll pounce! Trust me. You don't wanna go anywhere near him. And neither do I at this point." She said, feeling like she is going to shed a couple tears.

"Ichigo, I'm so sorry. I never meant for any of that to happen. There must be something I can do to make him see it was no big deal. It WAS just a play after all." Masaya tried to reason.

"That's what I told him, but he didn't care. And he was just about to come back to school, until he saw Friday's performance. I wish he wouldn't of come." She said, even more depressed. She looked down at her bracelet. "I just wish he would try to understand." She whispered to herself.

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"Kisshu, you do realize that if you don't go back to school very soon, your grades will start to slip dramatically, and you may have to repeat the grade." Pai advised.

Kisshu rolled his eyes. "Do you really think I give a rip about some education? I couldn't care any less. The only reason I went was because I didn't really have any plans at the time, other to be with Ichigo. But now…" He started sounding angry after he said her name.

Pai sighed in frustration. "As your older brother, I advise you to start being more wise AND rash about your decisions AND behavior towards people. You sometimes look at things the wrong way without even giving antone a chance to explain themselves."

Kisshu jumped up. "Oh, so now you're on her side?!"

He held up his hand. "I'm not on anyone's side. I just wiah for you to think things out before making haste."

"Thanks for your wondrous wisdom, but I have teachers who lecture me, and I don't need you to start being one of them You're a technician, remember?" He went out the door.

Pai Put two of his fingers between his eyes. "Why do I even bother?"

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It was midnight. Everyone was sound asleep in the Ikiatashi household. That is until Kisshu started having a vision. "What? Where am I?"

While asleep, he dreamed about the time he and Ichigo were out on their first official date. Back at the diner. But it was before they had even arrived. Instead, of seeing them there, a mysterious figure dressed in a black coat, sunglasses, and hat came in.

A waitress came to his table. "Hello. What would you like to order?"

"Just plain coffee. Black." He answered.

She scribbled it down. "Alright. I'll be right with you."

Then came in Ichigo and Kisshu. They sat down in the next table.

"Huh? Just why the heck am I remembering this?" he asked himself.

The two got their menus, as Kisshu was teasing Ichigo as usual, and her getting angry and flustered about it. Ten minutes later, their orders came.

"I'll be right back." Ichigo had to sue the bathroom.

So did Kisshu. So after she went in the girls', he went straight to the boys'.

Kisshu squinted his eyes to see if what he was seeing is correct. "Wait, what's that weird guy doing stopping at our table?"

The dark man stood up, and went to their table. With no one looking, he got out a small tube filled with red liquid that was as thyick as ketchup.

The man lifted up the top bun of Kisshu's burger, and poured the ketchup like liquid onto it, then set the bun down on top of it again.

Kisshu was now getting suspicious. "What did he do to my food? What is that stuff?"

Ichigo and Kisshu both came out, and sat down to start eating. Later on, after they finished talking and eating, hey both headed home after he took Ichigo to her house first.

Then the memory spede to Kisshu at night tossing and turning in his bed, in pain. He then started to transform.

Kisshu gasped. "What the-! Was that guy the reason why I'm like this?" He put his hands on himself. Then he woke up to the bright morning sunlight.

He remembered everything he saw in his vision vividly. He was now trembling, seething with anger. "So that's how. That's why."