Ohh....Haven't gotten any reviews for this fic yet :'(....but im still happy wuiht it...i'de have ot say this way my favourite fic so far...newayz im adding kie....NOT KAI....kie...ok? yeah well...ignore the typos im too tired to correct anything today. Plus I am making sure that I will update regularly ont his fic instead of some of my other becuz im just not happy at those at the moment and have a severe case of writers block. More mind agem in this not twisted or dark yet...only simple mind games so far. Kie is entered into the story as is Haley...or Haloy...dunnno yet I thinkt his is gonna be a Haloy/Kie and Tennyo/Kai..depends...

oh and for those who know who KIE is based on....NONE of the feelings are actually real.....that is not for me they aren't...k bffimagine????I just needed an interesting character....

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The disco lights were blinding and the music was so loud one had to scream to be heard. Tennyo was dancing with a bunch of friends....or at least they thought they were her friends. Being somewhat "daring" today, Tennyo had attached a fake clip on streak of red hair in the midst of her dark black hair.... (or really dark brown for those who think that its genetically incorrect for anyone to be born with pure black hair)

It gave a nice overall look with the large hoops earrings and the red lipstick, the black top and flared jeans but still Tennyo wasn't satisfied. She kept looking around for Kie, he was the new specimen. More like a torture toy. Too Tennyo, he was more like a challenge to over come. He was a strong one to break, she would give him credit for that.

He seemed to acquire the whole "I'm ghetto, c my battle scars? Don't mess with me", reputation quite easily. It annoyed her but still it was a challenge and it was quite a good one at that. She started by pairing him up with every girl she could get. There was a tiny bit of conflict with her grade 7 friend...who had wanted to dance with kie...but her brother....Marc, wouldn't let her....claiming that if Kie had pulled a move on her Marc wouldn't be able to get him back. Tennyo giggled a bit despite herself. She got him to dance with Eleanor first...and that led to some interesting things....Tennyo couldn't resist but take his hat....run with it...and hide it with Eleanor where Kie would have to say a password to get it back...quite an interesting password too.

Kie left early. Tennyo would have said she hadn't noticed if Eleanor hadn't rushed to tell her that he was gone. However this also amused her. 'Hmm....I think Eleanor has started her own little crush....' she thought to herself. That night she slept a little more soundly than usual....she had had enough fun for one day.

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Kai was sitting in his room, training his mind, blocking out the emotions around him. He too, wondered what it would be like to be free, but his instincts told him it was wrong. His training told him it was wrong, everything told him it was not an option except his heart, that is, if he still had one, he wondered. He was very much unlike Tennyo, closed off from the pathetic world around him, and always maintaining the same personality, but still was full of pride. He knew he was more advanced than everyone else but he still pushed for the best.

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Kie was at home thinking. God that Tennyo girl was so annoying. If he was the audience he would have found her amusing but since he was the victim or at least portrayed as one, he definitely found it annoying. He but on his earphones and tried to block his thoughts out. However, listening to "many men" by 50 cent wasn't really helping. He decided to plan it out.

The thing was that Kie wasn't even half as happy as he appeared to be. Sure, he had his moments but hey he wasn't any happier than either Kai or Tennyo. Okay, he was getting back at Tennyo this time. He switched on his computer, and proceeded to type up and email. He knew a diss wouldn't hit her, nor would it scratch her. He observed while he was acting and he knew her weaknesses. So the email ended up sounding like this:

Yo take the breaking of ppl like doses of crack but it don't last do it? I wanna noe, is it worth it? Does it really give yo life ne meanin? Yo addicted to the feeling of bein on top like an addict is to crack. I dun need yo shit ne more find another source of happiness cuz I aint gonna be that source no more.

Kie

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Tennyo was filled with anger as she read this....but the anger boiled and bubbled and eventually settled and was soon filled with a nervous breakdown and she wept as if she had never experienced sadness before. 'It was just like Glen, just like Glen' was all that she could think. It brought a flood of memories back to her that night. The day she left and never said goodbye; the way she left and never said goodbye. The way he figured her out and told her to leave. The insecurity that she had felt, that day as the only person she trusted, hated her.

She would survive she wouldn't let Glen be the end of her. She got over it once, and she would get over this.

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Ok that was a bit more deep than I had planned....some of it is real...some ain't...I'll tell you one thing people will never figure me out.