Tuwa Tsumiku and Kish

" Kish! Stop kicking my chair!" I turned around and yelled at the boy sitting behind me. As usual, he leant back in his chair and applied more force to the back of my seat with his foot. He was sitting far too relaxed with his arms behind his head, and his toned stomach showing out of his tight t-shirt. The whole classroom went silent, when I shouted, and people stared at me wide-eyed. I gulped and turned back to face the front. Everyone was so shocked that the usually quiet me was shouting at the top of her voice. I whispered a small sorry to the teacher who motioned at me to continue with my work. Looking down at my maths paper, I could still feel Kish's foot prodding into my chair, but I chose to ignore him nibbling on my pencil to distract myself. He was so annoying. He did this every time he was sitting behind me in maths class. I felt the beautiful feeling of freedom, however when the school bell rang for the end of the day, so I stood up and.. tripped over. Looking behind me, I saw Kish having stuck his leg out and sticking his tongue out at me as an extra insult. I sighed at him, and brushing myself down I walked out of the classroom. He soon caught up to me, tapping me on the shoulder.

" What do you want?" I mumbled, not looking at him as I walked up to the front doors, winding my way through the crowd hoping to lose him on the way.

" I'm sorry about the leg thing, I think I went a little too far." He confessed, struggling to keep up with my brisk steps.

" You think?" I snapped, turning to him so he came to a sudden stop. His black hair was escaping from his pigtails and there were dark circles under his usually vibrant eyes. I frowned at him.

" Oh, I've got to go, Tuwa!" He exclaimed, pushing me out of the way roughly as he started to sprint down the corridor, his running rushed and wild. I stared after him in confusion. Kish Moss, the new rebel kid that joined our class in the spring. His ebony black hair was always tied up in pigtails, and he always wore combats and thin t-shirts. He's been bothering me since then. I shrugged to myself, and walked calmly out of the doors.

(Later on)

After saying goodbye to my friends at the park, I noticed a delicate little black cat skipping over to me, the bell on its collar tinkling cheerfully.

" Oh hello" I said in a soft voice, knelling down to stroke it. I couldn't resist animals, no matter what mood I was in. The cat meowed at me innocently and looked up its red eyes looking like they were on fire. I paused for a moment. This doesn't look right. I stood up and walked away from the cat, who stared after me accusingly. It started to follow me, and its form seemed to be growing bigger as it approached me. In one moment, it hissed and huge spikes grew out of its back as it grew to a towering height, looking over me with huge fangs taking up its mouth. I couldn't stop shaking, but I picked up a tree branch that was on the ground and held it in front of me, in preparation for attack. Its claw rushed towards me but before I knew it someone rushed in front of me, and slashed the creature with a dagger of some kind, which made the creature revert back to being an innocent black cat.

The person that turned to look at my shocked face had elf-like ears, bright hazel eyes and black hair tied up into pigtails. Pigtails? I studied his face for a bit longer, and then gasped panicking the person in front of me.

" Ok, please calm down Tuwa!" he reassured me, holding my arms which were still clutching onto the tree branch.

" Kish, you're an Alien!" I shouted into his face probably deafening him a little.

" Wow, Tuwa you should really talk more, because I'm not prepared for that volume from you.."

" Shut up! What is going on here Kish!" I yelled, staring at the black cat and then looking back to him. He sighed wearily and motioned for me to sit down on the grass with him. I sat down slowly, placing the tree branch in my lap just in case.

" Ok, I am an Alien. I'm the ones you have seen on T.V with Tokyo mew mew. That was a kirema anima, we aim to kill humans with it." He said, his face showing one of sadness as he confessed this to me. I couldn't believe my ears., but then I realised something.

" Kish.. You said you aim to kill humans with those things. Why did you stop it from killing me?" I asked curiously, leaning towards him to see him blush under his curtain of now green hair.

" Well, I've always had a bit of a crush on you Tuwa. That's why I was annoying you, because well.. I liked you." For the first time in a while, I felt my cheeks burn red and couldn't look him straight in the eyes.

" Well, don't kill anyone else." I mumbled and when I looked up, he was smiling at me happily.

" I needed to hear that from you." He said, and suddenly wrapped his arms around me placing his hand on my head and stroking my hair softly. I wasn't sure for a while, but then I wrapped my arms around his back and hugged him back. He let go of me for a second to look into my grey blue eyes. I felt a little self-conscious as I wasn't wearing make-up like other girls, but his smile didn't waver.

" You are really beautiful, Tuwa" he said and leant in to kiss me, his hair starting to tickle my face.

My bad day started with the rebel boy bothering me as always, but my good day ended with the same boy kissing me now.

This has been a really strange day.