Once Yata stepped into his first class, he instantly regretted it. His first course happened to be math which was something he was already terrible at. He already knew he'd be asking Tatara for help when it came to this class. He hated this already, but he quietly walked to the back and took a seat by the window. If today could just go by fast so he could manage to get back home, that would be fantastic but knowing his luck the day would end up dragging on. An irritated sigh slid past his lips, his gaze never leaving the window as students started to fill up the room. Tatara remained on his mind for the most part. He wondered how the other was doing and if his injury was healing nicely. Yata had meant to check on him before he left, but his mind had been occupied with other thoughts.

"Damn…" He spoke to himself as he finally tore his gaze away from the window. The room had filled up pretty decently, except for one right beside him. That would probably be where Tatara would sit tomorrow, if he was up for coming that is.

The shorter omega suddenly got the same feeling he had yesterday when he was here. It felt like someone was watching him again, but he couldn't pinpoint where the feeling was coming from. He slowly shifts his eyes across the room, but from what he can tell, no one in here is actually looking at him. Maybe it was an effect from yesterday? No that couldn't be it. Someone definitely had their eyes on him, but that specific person wasn't in this room. If they weren't in here, then where the hell were they? Yata once again turned his gaze to look out the window, but no one was standing outside either. This was just going to irritate him even more throughout the day.

As class began, the feeling of being watched slowly faded away but that still didn't ease the tension Yata had been feeling. If anything, it just made things worse because he was sure it would happen again at some point during the day. Maybe he should have stayed home today with Tatara, but it was too late to turn back now. He was already here so he may as well get it over with. A quiet sigh escaped him, his gaze once again shifting toward the window. Boredom was already setting in. The teacher was simply rambling about the rules and crap like that, things the shorter male could care less about.

"Alright everyone. We'll begin our first lesson tomorrow. You're now dismissed."

Hearing those words, Yata didn't even hesitate. He grasped onto his bag and practically bolted from the classroom. Ugh, and that was just one class. He had at least three more to go before he could get himself back to Kusanagi's bar. As he wandered the halls, he kept his eyes out for anyone who may be considered a threat. He had already passed a couple of Jungle's clansmen, but luckily they paid no mind to him. He even located a couple of Strains, but they seemed to be staying out of trouble so there was no reason to deal with them right now either. Everyone else seemed to be surprisingly normal. Nothing was really alerting him, until that damn feeling made itself known again. Feeling the eyes on him, Yata stopped in his tracks and started cautiously looking around. There were too many people around him at the moment, so he couldn't pinpoint where the feeling was coming from, but he knew it was close.

A good distance away, a certain raven stood against one of the walls with his arms crossed over his chest. His eyes were focused directly on Yata's back. A smirk formed on his face as he watched the shorter male start to look around. Of course the raven knew he wouldn't be spotted. He wouldn't allow that just yet. Before the end of the day, maybe so but for now it was just fun to watch the chestnut haired male stay on edge like that. A quiet chuckle escaped him as he brought a hand up and pushed his glasses up a bit.

"That's right Misaki. You know someone's watching you, but you have no idea who it is…" Fushimi chuckled once again as he turned and started walking in the opposite direction. He wasn't just watching the omega to mess with him, he was also watching to ensure that no one from that absurd new clan tried to get him again. He was sure the one he had beaten up yesterday reported it to their leader. They knew Yata was his weakness, meaning they would probably try to make another move to apprehend him soon. Granted, Fushimi didn't plan on letting them get their filthy hands on the smaller male.

"Messing with you is going to be fun...but also you may be the only one who can save me from myself…" Fushimi clenched his jaw and brought a hand to his collarbone, his fingers lightly ran across the burn mark where his Homra symbol once was. He had no regrets on leaving the Red Clan, especially when the Blue Clan had given him a lot more power, but he still wished he would have taken Yata with him. However he knew it was better this way. He had known since that unfortunate day. Slowly, the raven takes a final glance over his shoulder, noticing that Yata had started walking once again.

"Watch your back...Misaki…"

The feeling was fading, but it was still slightly noticeable. Yata huffed softly and shoved his hands directly into his pockets. Whoever was watching him, they were doing a pretty damn good job of hiding themselves from him. What a coward. However, he knew he wasn't ready to face anyone yet. After yesterday, he was still a bit on the sore side but it was nothing he couldn't handle. Shaking his head, the omega made his way into his second class and took a seat similar to the one he had taken previously. As the rest of the students piled in, Yata found himself once again staring out the window with a bored expression on his face. He placed his hand against his cheek and let out a soft sigh. Tatara crossed his mind again. He hoped the brunette was feeling better. Once class began, Yata found himself not really paying much attention. His mind was occupied with other things, more important things.

'Who the hell is watching me…?' He asked himself as he clenched his other hand tightly. Who...and why… that's all he really wanted to know right now.

As if in the blink of an eye, Yata soon found himself wandering to his final class of the day. He didn't know where the time had gone, but he found himself relieved as well. After this, he could go home and forget about the rest of the day. For a moment, it seemed that today would end up passing by without any problems, at least at school. Little did he know, things would be changing very soon.

Once entering his final class, Yata took a seat in the same spot as his other classes. As he predicted, none of the teachers had given them any homework with it being the first day and he realized this final class would be the one he wouldn't have with Tatara, not that it was a big deal. However, he did hope that no one would try and bother the brunette if they weren't together. He knew Tatara was overly friendly, which could easily get him into trouble if he wasn't careful but if anyone messed with him Yata would be sure to give them a pretty good bashing after school. The very thought of doing such a thing brought a small grin to his face. It had been a while since he had given anyone a good beating, but that was due to past events. He hadn't been in the mood to fight with anyone but after yesterday, the fire that had burnt out was slowly starting to ignite again.

Once again, the chestnut haired male was pulled from his thoughts. That feeling was back, and this time it was even stronger than before. Yata's head snapped up and he quickly started looking around the room, only to freeze when his eyes landed on the doorway. In an instant, all the color drained from his face. His body started to shake, but he couldn't tell if it was from fear or anger, or even both. Standing in the doorway was a face he hadn't seen since Sophomore year of high school, a face he hadn't wanted to see again, but now here it was, staring him down with that cocky smirk on his face. His hair had changed slightly and his eyes were still hidden behind a pair of glasses.

Yata clenched his fist even tighter as a glare formed on his face. He watched as the raven in the doorway stood up straight and started walking toward him, the grin on his face never fading. The shorter male wanted to get up and run, but he was frozen in place. He couldn't bring himself to move at all as this guy slowly got closer and closer until he stood directly in front of Yata's desk. Both of his hands came down on the desk with a soft thud and he leaned himself forward, leaving only inches between their faces. Hazel eyes were locked with dark blue ones that looked as cold as ever.

The raven let out a soft chuckle and cocked his head slightly to the side. The look on Yata's face was as priceless as he could have imagined. It was cute, if he were to be honest but then again Yata had always been on the cuter side. From what he could tell, the smaller male hadn't changed much. His hair was a bit shorter and looked a little more on the spiky side, but his eyes were still as large as ever and he had that rather unattractive glare on his face. Such a look really didn't suit him. No, what suited him was the face he used to make back when they were inseparable. That childish smile, with a hint of blush. The boy who always used to cling to him like there was no tomorrow. The one who now hated him with a burning passion. However, he noticed that Yata looked a bit on the smaller side, not height wise but weight wise. Clearly the boy had been neglecting his health, but the raven had a feeling he knew why.

They continued to stare at each other in complete silence for what seemed like hours. Tension filled the air between the two of them, mostly coming from Yata. The raven on the other hand was as calm as ever, in fact he was enjoying seeing his old friend like this. The timing couldn't be better either, considering he had just beat the living shit out of the person who attacked Yata just yesterday. Maybe the smaller boy thought this was all a dream, more like a horrible nightmare.

"Mi-sa-ki…" That voice...that mocking tone. Only one person dared to call him by that name. The very person who betrayed him and caused him to become such an emotional wreck.

"You...fucking bastard." The omega growled, his hazel eyes were glaring directly at a casually smirking face. The face of the alpha male he desperately wanted to punch the shit out of. "Get. Away. From. Me."

"Is that any way to talk to your old friend, Misaki?" Fushimi chuckled lowly and reached out to try and pinch Yata's cheek, only to have his hand harshly slapped away. He should have known better but it didn't hurt to try.

"Don't even try putting your disgusting hands on me, Saruhiko…" The omega huffed softly, fighting the urge to slam his fist right into Fushimi's cocky face. He couldn't get into a fight right now, even if he wanted to. "And don't call me by that name."

That name hadn't left Yata's lips in several years. It felt like a curse to even speak Fushimi's first name again, and hearing his own first name from the other only made him shudder. It freaked him out hearing it after so long. No one in Homra used his first name, only Fushimi did. Back when they were friends, Yata didn't care as much but now, he couldn't stand it.

"That's right. How on earth could I forget that you hate that name… Mi-sa-ki." That mocking tone once again. Oh hell no. Yata was not in the right state of mind for this shit. What was Fushimi even doing here? Did anyone else know about this? Surely they would have told him if they did. It was taking everything he had not to flare up right about now. He had to get himself out of here, but he wondered if Fushimi would try to follow him. It would be like a game of cat and mouse or something.

"What the hell do you even want, you fucking bastard?" Yata hissed.

"What do I want? I already got it. I got to see this priceless look on your face, that's more than enough for me right now."

~I'm wondering, why do all the monsters come out at night?

Why do we sleep where we want to hide?

Why do I run back to you, like I don't mind if you fuck up my life?~

I swear I did not forget about this story. DX I've been working on this chapter for like a week only to lose motivation after a couple of sentences but it's finally finished! I'm sorry if this was a sucky chapter, but the motivation was starting to slip again toward the end! But now Fushimi and Yata are face to face! Only more excitement to come, along with more angst! I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter. Thank you so much for your patience and thank you for reading! I'll update again as soon as possible! See you guys next time!

~~MaskedNinja