Enough, I thought to myself as I entered my room and slammed the door behind. Fortunately nobody was home. I avoided tiresome explanations. Now I could surely say that I've never been offended this much. "He drives me mad…my butt!" What was this. Could it be more nonsensical? Enough! I took of my tie, unbuttoned my shirt. When I saw the bandage around my chest, I stopped. Any one who has ever volunteered to forget about their identity, could envy me. In this field, I have really succeeded. I began to unwind the bandage. I was running from Yuki Kuroda, the guy, because his story never related to my true identity, and a person can't have two identities, or two personal histories. I decided to leave Yuki-kun, because everything happening to him, wasn't directed to the true me and there's no way it could affect me. I took off my jeans too. In order not too loose myself again, I opened the wardrobe, and took the clothes I used to wear. I looked in the mirror. Now physically I looked like the real me. What about my inner side? There was no was to check it right away. Using the moment when the guards were down, ran out the flat.

Now, even if I didn't put on a dress or a skirt, I still looked like a girl. My curves where seen accurately. Actually, in the past when I was real me, I didn't really care how I look. I was more occupied with my state of mind. And the state of mind doesn't have a gender. In this moment situation was different, I needed any evidence, which could prove that I am who I am. I should tell my old man, that his plan is dangerous for people, since it can lead people to mental disorders. I didn't do anything special. I simply strolled around the city as my real self. I even returned back home for a couple of times, and continued to work on my paint. Even the feeling from painting, was different. But may be I was exaggerating?

When it was around 19 p.m. I realized that something misses. This something, better said someone was Monica. I went outside to look for her. She didn't know the city well, means that the number of places she could go to where very limited. If only someone from 3D( with who she surely got acquainted) led her to some other uncommon place. But that's nearly to impossible, Monica to her appearing carelessness, is rather cautious,(in comparison with me)

I went around the district and see that I was right in my presumptions. Through a big clean window I saw some familiar silhouettes. I was about to make a step forward, but immediately reminded myself how do I look. I still couldn't risk and get exposed. On the other hand, may be it would be the right way to caught them unawares and confess. I didn't consider this variant any further and walked away. I passed by various shops and cafes. I entered the one, which looked like a nesting box. I sat down at a table.

"Hey chief one more!" I heard some voice.

I turned my head. The half-drunken guy looked exactly like, like Uchi-Uchiyama. The hell! I felt anger rising in my veins. Of course, it had to be him. We're filming a soap-opera here, and after the laws of the genre, the main characters should constantly bump into each other. I stood up and walked toward him. The plan that I denied (the one Monica suggested) now worked naturally, but itself. I stood in front of him, with disgrace in my eyes. He lifted his eyes and looked at me. The way drunken would stare at you.

"Oh, he said giggling, you look exactly like a person I know, with the only difference that you're a girl and he's a boy, but sometimes he looked to me like a girl too, than a boy again!" He continued nickering.

I looked at the side. I really dislike drunken people.(let's forget about yesterday. I had a serious reason)

"You know I didn't even apologized! He never gave me the opportunity!"

The expression on my face changed, as I looked at his lowered head.

"By the way who are you?" He asked suddenly. "I'm telling you all this stuff…"

Really who am I? Why did I approach him? I opened my mouth, in order to make up a story but he interrupted me, with an not Uchi like comment.

"Enough, he said, don't say anything. Every time people are opening their mouth, I feel like they are coming up with a new lie."

I wasn't sure, whatever this remark was addressed to me.

"Adults never change!" He banged with his fist n the table. Chief, one more!' He ordered.

I noticed that he is drinking the same drink I drank yesterday. It hit you strong. So Sawada was wrong when he said I am a bad drinker.

"Hey dude, I think it's already enough, I tried to move the bottle from him, but he stopped me, putting his hand on mine. He gave me a stern look.

"Hey, I do believe that you're rather pretty, but don't overreact!"

I stood still looking at him. He laughed.

"Sorry, I am bad at telling compliments when I am drunk; imagine what happens when I'm sober."

I didn't know what happened, but my anger for him vanished.

"What's the reason you drink so much?" I asked him.

"You're really curious, right? Soon, I will lose my friend if I don't do as I am told to. But as I think it better, I will lose them, even if I do."

I couldn't understand what he is talking about. Friends, lose? I heard a "bang" sound, when I looked in front of me, Uchi was already switched off.

"Kuroda, Kuroda!" Someone called my name.

It was Kurosaki. When he saw Uchi, he looked at me distrustfully.

"What did you try to do?" He asked.

"What?"

When I realized what he meant, I started to explain myself.

"I didn't try to poison him."

"I am not talking about! Being dressed like this, what were you going to do."

"I…"

"Hey, don't involve Uchi in that." His voice became severe.

"I didn't try to…"

"Enough! There is no time for this." He cut and gave me my mobile phone. I was surprised to find out that my mobile phone was at Kurosaki.

"That's the reason actually I ran after you, when I saw you through the mirror. Natsumi Sawada was calling you constantly."

I checked the calls.

"It seemed you ignored her for a couple of days!" I gave him a cold look. "I think she could get in some trouble."

"What about Sawada? I asked with a tone of Why should I coddling some sisters, when I have enough problems of my own.

Of course I didn't tell this.

"Seems, it impossible to reach him." Kurosaki stated.

"Ok, than." It's time to pay back. A favor for a favor.

"What about…?" I pointed at Uchi.

Kurosaki made a grimace.

"I will call Noda and Minami." Kurosaki said.

We walked out the café, I tried to call Natsumi a couple of times, but she didn't answer.

"Ahm what's this? I can't reach her?"

"Where could she go?"

"Have no idea/ Ah I have to change the clothes."

"You're really good at prioritizing. Now it's not the right time to think about it!"

"How can you say that, when you know about my situation?" napped at him.

"Till that moment you didn't think about your situation, isn't it?"

"Kurosaki!" I hissed.

"There's really no time!" He grabbed my hand and we ran.

"Stop, stop! Where are we going now?"

"Let use the method of excluding. Let exclude the places she won't go."

"School, I said unconfidently.

"Think on topic…" Kuroskai said. First of all her home, since it's clear that she decided to follow Shin's steps, secondly…

"Well, she might go to her brother!" I continued with unconfidence.

"Excluded. She won't bother her brother, especially when he is having a girlfriend?"

"WHAT?" I exclaimed.

I suppose it sounded a little beyond the normal reaction, but Kurosaki didn't say anything.

"Do you know some other places she might go?" He continued.

"Clubs? Excluded. Staying over at some friend excluded." After this news my head started to work with a new power. Oh that is!"

We went to Sawada's aunt house.

"What's this?" Kurosaki asked.

"Sawada's aunt house. It's a long story. But this is the most probable place she might come at.

It was true. Near the house we saw a girl sitting on a swing. She was considering whatever she must do what she intended or not?

"Natsumi-chan, I shouted!"

She turned to the place where she heard the voice. We stayed there with Kurosaki.

" Yuki-chan!" she said.

Judging on her tone she was happy to hear me. She ran toward us, but suddenly stopped. The moon shone high. The light didn't only shed on my body, revealing my curves, but also the truth about me. Tonight one more person found out my secret. The moon shone high