Disclaimer: FoR belongs to Anzai Nobyuki.

A/N: Chapter four on the rampage *yeah! *… And now we shall (hopefully) proceed onto the actual plot, after chapter three has confirmed the guidelines of the basics. Hopefully I'll do this right, right up till the end.

Chapter four

Tragedy loves death

Dedicated to my best friend who helped me on this one.

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Wednesday… oh the horror. Only two more days to go and it would be the weekend. Fuuko woke up with a mighty headache. She walked out and to her surprise found her uniform ironed and ready for her. She picked it up and went into the bathroom to change. When she came out she found Yanagi, also in her uniform cooking breakfast.

"Ah Yanagi, you shouldn't have. You're the guest." She said coming up to the stove. Yanagi turned around and smiled.

"Too late. I've done everything, and besides… I know you can't," she said setting the stuff on the table. "You turn on the dishwasher before we leave for school." Fuuko sighed and ate her breakfast as quickly as possible with out seeming rude or ill mannered. After they had finished Fuuko did exactly as Yanagi had told her to and they set off for school, stopping by Recca's and Domon's. Domon was waiting outside his place with a blond Japanese… Blond Japanese?

"Hey Fuuko. Nice to see you're here." He said. "This is Nikki. Nikki, this is Fuuko." He said. Fuuko smiled at the girl.

"Hello. " she said. Fuuko returned the greeting. They began to walk when Yanagi suddenly stopped.

"Um, don't you guys think it'll be a much better idea to stop by Mikagami-sempai's today." She suggested. Recca frowned. Fuuko shook her head.

"No… he'll already be at school." She said. Yanagi sighed, defeated. However her face turned into a grin almost immediately.

"Oh no! There he is!" she exclaimed. They looked to where she was pointing. Mikagami saw them and walked up to them. His expression as cold and ordinary as could be. Fuuko's eyes automatically looked away, unfortunately landing on Nikki who was blushing and hiding behind Domon.

'What a girly…' she thought, then she looked at Mikagami who's eyes were resting on Nikki curiously. Fuuko bit her lip, and when Yanagi asked Mikagami to join them she had started to walk away only to be caught by the arm by Recca who was the only one who saw her trying to run away.

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Mikagami's eye had rested on Nikki, but only because she seemed so familiar. If it were only for the fact that her eyes weren't blue. Nikki didn't look oriental, but she didn't look foreign either. She was beautiful though.

"Walking with us to school Mikagami?" asked Yanagi as he approached them. Mikagami looked away abruptly to see Fuuko looking away uncomfortably and trying to walk away.

"No- I mean, we're only a few feet away from school now so I suppose that there is no point in asking." He said politely and walked off leaving a pouting Yanagi but a glad Fuuko.

Mikagami walked towards the school building without stopping, his thoughts had automatically shifted from Nikki to Fuuko. He felt bad about what he had said to Fuuko, yet it was obvious that it wouldn't have worked out. They were both too alike yet too different. It was a situation that he could not have explained to anybody unless they had gone through this themselves.

"Mikagami, Tokiya?" asked somebody behind him. He spun around to see a young American woman standing behind him.

"Yes?" he asked. The woman smiled.

"I'm your new art teacher. I wanted to talk to you." She said.

"I think there's been a mistake. I don't take arts." He said then turned away.

"Uh, no there has been no mistake… you are going to take arts. It's a compulsory subject now." She said. Mikagami stopped.

"Oh, okay. Then may I know what is it that you want to talk to me about?" he asked. The teacher smiled.

"Step into the art room please." She said. Mikagami obeyed.

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Nikki walked behind the group. Once Domon turned around and asked her why she wasn't talking. Nikki just smiled and shrugged. Domon turned around then. Nikki looked sideways at Fuuko who turned and smiled at her once. She seemed as if she wanted to say something but couldn't think of anything to say.

Nikki liked Fuuko, but she felt that it was better not to get to know her. She had this… this weird type of atmosphere following her, as if telling or more like warning others to stay away. On reaching school the feeling of dread arose in her. Her mother was in there, her first day… how it scared her to think of her mother teaching at the same school she was attending. It wasn't a new feeling, in fact it was a pretty old one; one she had felt every time she changed school, ever since 5 years back… scratch that out, 7 years back. 5 years ago her father left, 7 years ago her mother began to join up every school Nikki attended.

"Nikki?" asked Domon. Nikki looked up and smiled at Domon. "Don't you like Fuuko?"

"Fuuko? Of course I like her."

"Then why aren't you talking to her?"

"Oh, w-we have nothing to say to each other… yet." This seemed to make Domon think a little.

'He looks sweet when he's thinking, perfect for Fuuko.' She thought. Before she could stop herself she could already see herself and Mikagami, and Fuuko and Domon and Yanagi and Recca attending the winter dance that season. 'I really do believe I've fallen madly, deeply, passionately in love.'

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The day wore on, and Fuuko hated every single bit of it. As usual, she paid no attention to her lessons; lunch and recess were rather irritating as Nikki's presence made it very… different. By the time it was the last class Fuuko had concluded that she did not like Nikki at all.

The last class was, as usual, event-less… it wasn't until the last ten minutes that she was called into the office. She walked through the corridors whistling slightly, as in ten minutes she could go home and there would be a phone call from her mother. She walked into the school office where the secretary immediately ushered her into the office.

'I hope I'm not in trouble again.' She thought as she walked in. Inside the principal sat looking gravely at the telegram in his hands.

"Miss Kirisawa, please sit down." He said. "We have some very, very sad news for you."

"Sad news?" Fuuko asked, her mind racing with unimaginable ideas.

"Yes, now we know it may be a shock to you… I'm very sorry Ms. Kirisawa but we received a telegram a few minutes back about your parents. There was a car crash, and two bodies were found floating in a river. Your relatives have identified them as your parents. I'm sorry."

Fuuko stared at the principal.

"What?"

"I'm sorry… your relatives will bring back their bodies tomorrow evening." He said. Fuuko sat there breathing heavily. Tears began pouring down her cheeks but she sat there, letting them pour down while breathing hard. For a few minutes she just sat like that then stood up and ran out of the office. She ran up to the steps. Then she stopped and turned around not sure where she was going to go. For a few minutes she blankly faced the entrance then took a step back. As she did she lost her footing and fell back down the flight of steps.

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Mikagami walked through the halls. His day too, had been very ordinary up till then. The art teacher had talked to him for ages about the importance of art and how his taking up the subject would be so good for him. He didn't want it though; he was going into IT anyway. What's the use of art for that?

"Um, Mikagami right?" Mikagami looked up at the person standing in front of him. Nikki.

"Hello Nikki." He said. Nikki smiled sweetly at him.

"Um, so… you're Domon's friend?" she asked.

"I like to think it as; I'm Yanagi's friend therefore they're all connected to me." He said flinching slightly.

"Ha ha, funny. Yeah… um, this isn't really any of my business but, why don't you hang out with the group?" she asked. Mikagami raised an eyebrow.

"You're right it isn't any of your business." He said and walked off leaving a slightly embarrassed Nikki behind.

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Nikki watched Mikagami leave with a bit of regret.

"He doesn't like me." She thought as she sighed and walked out of the school door when she looked down. There, by the school steps, sat Fuuko clutching her ankle and crouched over her Mikagami trying to help her up. To her surprise Fuuko pushed him away and began crying. She walked down the steps. She looked at Mikagami coldly and then bent over Fuuko. She offered her a hand and to her surprise Fuuko took it. She helped her up and Fuuko leaned over her.

Mikagami looked at the two and walked off. Nikki shook her head and helped Fuuko onto a bench near by. Fuuko dried her eyes and began to sob. Nikki looked at Fuuko helplessly.

"Fuuko…" Nikki turned around to see Recca and Yanagi standing behind her. Yanagi rushed up and hugged her.

"I am so sorry Fuuko." She said as she let Fuuko hug her and cry. Nikki looked at Recca who mouthed out the words: Her parents died.

Poor Fuuko…

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Mikagami walked away from the school regretfully. He had heard about Fuuko's parents and in a way he understood what she must have been going through. He had wanted to help but it was obvious that she didn't want it. She wanted Nikki's help… what was Nikki's problem anyway?

He walked through the streets until he reached his own place. He walked into his room and sat down on his couch, right next to the phone. As expected it began to ring.

"Hello."

"Konnichiwa."

"Uh, yes?"

"Mikagami-sempai! MI amore, Ce VA?"

"Yes. I am fine, please Gretchen. Will you just choose one language to speak?" he asked sighing.

"Okay darling. Oh how I missed you! I'm coming to Japan, finally… listen I got to go now… oh, do me a favour and collect me from the airport in two days time, thank you sweetie."

Mikagami hung up and rested his head on a loose fist. 'How perfect…'

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To be continued…

A/N: Apologies for the short chapter… no, actually apologies for the boring chapter. The short chapter was intentional. Why you ask? Because I believe short chapter will lead to more updates. Review and tell me if you think it's a good idea. The real apologies go for the boredom this chapter may have caused you. Yes, writers block working up again ^_^. Hmm, I guess that's around it. I should go and begin on chapter 5 now.

NOTE: Do you guys recommend a character sketch for my original characters? Just for the sake of wasting my time?