Disclaimer: Quote from Our Lady Peace.

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"Nobody wants to harm you when you're outside."

Heather sighed, leaning back in her chair. The party roared on around her as she stared tiredly at the ceiling. Omi took a seat next to her, and Aya stood behind him.

"Uh...so..." Omi searched for a way to phrase his question. "Err...what's...with Farfello?"

The girl looked at him, smiling softly. "You mean what's wrong with him?" She shrugged. "How should I know? The head of guidance told me I was a 'very good peer counselor for troubled students' and asked me if I could work with someone nobody else could deal with. I told her I would try, she called him in, and I had the oddest counseling session ever. I'd never actually worked with a genuine, certified nut before, and, by the end, I was pretty sure he was more intelligent than half the people I worked with on a daily basis. I guess he grew rather attached to me, though, because I've been over there regularly since he discovered I lived next door."

Omi nodded. "yeah...seems like it. I can't blame him, though. You seem to make him comfortable, and his roommate's don't seem very friendly."

She laughed. "Eh...Crawford's just such an ass sometimes, most times. He doesn't care much for people, I don't think. Then there's Schuldich. That's the redhead who was reading your thoughts and all. He can be a real pisser. From what I've seen, he just likes to cause trouble. He's probably the one who got poor Far going tonight. Other than them, there's Nagi. You didn't meet him, but he was there. Probably up in his room or something. I've only met him a couple times outside of school myself."

Omi nodded, thinking about the person at the window.

"Ah well," Heather sighed.

It was on in the morning and no one was winding down yet. Music was blasting and people were laughing. Heather grinned.

"Ya know... You two could probably get some alone time now."

Omi blushed and Aya gave a soft laugh.

"C'mon! After the last time, I don't think Youji'll be lookin' for ya," she laughed, then the phone rang and she sighed again. "And, if that's who I think it is, I won't be much company."

After the next ring, she picked it up. "Moshi moshi. Eh? Oh, hey Far-chan." She smiled at her two friends, then went back to her call, wandering away.

With another laugh, Aya squeezed Omi's shoulder, and the younger boy watched, blushing, as the other headed for the stairs.

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Draco: I know, I know...short chapter...but I'm determined to make the next chapter a lemon, dammit! . Anywho...don't be surprised it the next chapter takes all weekend...I can't exactly write it too much during school, and my schedule's full this weekend... *sigh* On an upside...I have 5 adoptables ready to be colored: Aya, Omi, Youji, Farfie, and Schuldich. I'll tell ya when they're ready for adoption.