New Friends, New Feelings, New Temper Tantrums.

Disclaimer: I don't own Duel Masters but I do own Clichiei. I tell you Kokujo is genius, I love him.

A/N: If you have read other stories, you will notice my characters are very alike. I want you to know that I like her character although I might change her appearance once in a while. If you have complaints, I will listen to your protests gladly.

Outtatheway

"Ha, I beat you again Karafuda!" Kokujo said laughing evilly.

"Aww man!" Shobu said disappointed.

Today was a beautiful day, for those who like sunshine, as Shobu and Kokujo played their favorite game: Dueling. Shobu and Kokujo prepared for another game at the edge of "The Old Man's Forest". But going deeper into the forest a crimson hued haired girl stood up, tumbling. She was about 15 years old and with long wavy spiked hair that seemed like thunderbolts. She had dark blue eyes that seemed to be shaded by pain, and anger. She was dressed in a black sweatshirt that had been ripped along the edges. Her shirt was like one of those old Elizabeth time corsets that was black and very tight. She was wearing navy tight capris, and converse. As you could tell she was wounded badly, but she was a very stubborn girl, so she pushed herself to her feet.

'I'm not gonna die here' she thought.

The crimson hued girl stumbled toward the outer part of the forest, were Shobu and Kokujo were dueling. She looked up at the sunshine,

'How I hate you' she whispered at the sunshine in her soft melodic voice that grew harsher by the years.

As if by magic the clouds began to cloud slowly, covering the sun, soon she could feel raindrops fall on her agitated body, as she let out a big grin, usually hidden to normal eyes, for she was not social and seemed cold blooded and feelinless.

"Aww it started raining!" Shobu said picking up his deck, rapidly as the water pushed down to the earth at a harder force.

"Well finish this later Karafuda!" said an angry Kokujo, picking up his cards as well. Oh how he hated the rain.

"See ya later Ko!" shouted a running Shobu.

Kokujo waved an I-could-care-less-wave to him, as he whispered to himself,

"Later and thanks...Shobu"

As he walked in the rain, he thought about the temple and how Shobu had asked him to be his friend, and how they all stood up for him, the 'evil genius'. He smirked under the shadow of the rain. He had finally become close to friends with Shobu, but couldn't seem how to admit it. Although Shobu seemed to understand.

As he was picking up his pace, he heard a moan and a thump. He turned, but at seeing no one shrugged.

"Hn, I could care less'

But curiosity wasn't on his side as he heard cursing.

"Damn it all" said a voice, although he couldn't make out if it was a girl or a boy.

He whirled around in his step half hoping this would be worth his while. As he neared the clearing, he saw crimson red haired girl, who was there in the spot grabbing the grass and taking sharp intakes of breath. As he was all dressed in black, and the rain made everything blurry, she could not see him.

"Damn it all" he heard her say, as he was closer he could hear her bittersweet voice that made him wanna hear more.

Then as he was nearing her, he heard her chuckle,

"I guess I will die here." Her voice fading as she took sharp intakes of air.

"Don't get you hopes up." He said slowly letting her raise her head to search for him, for he wanted a look at her face, her skin was snow white, and her big pale blue eyes fluttered open at the sound of his voice. He saw her wheeze and try to get up, stumbling but she wouldn't give up.

"Outtatheway" she said in a monotone voice.

"Shut up little girl" he said as he neared the struggling figure "I'm trying to help."

As he was about to grab her she pushed herself backwards, moaning in pain.

"Stay still stupid!" he said angrily. Why was she so stubborn?

He neared her, her eyes blazing in anger. She sent out a very weak punch that he used to his advantage. As she extended her hand to 'punch' him, he grabbed it. Hurling her upwards with her arm she groaned as he pushed her up. Her legs failed her and she stumbled, forcing Kokujo to catch her.

"Hn." He said as he picked her up bridle still holding her very close. He felt her shiver uncontrollably. He thought she was close and held her closer to share with her his body heat. As he felt her close to him, he realized what he was doing and he blushed slightly all thoughts going to his head.

"NO" she whispered angrily forcing whatever energy she had to get farther away from him. As she still shook uncontrollably.

"Are cold little girl?" he said with emphasis holding her closer.

"Don't be stupid I'm not, now get away from me..." she managed to say shaking still.

He looked at her face and legs, he didn't see goosebumps. He looked down at her, who had been looking at him reluctantly, and then she turned her head not without letting him see her turn pale then a shade of pink.

'Ohh I see' he thought as he smirked mentally 'it's because I'm holing her tightly' a new emotion flashed to his mind: desire...

As he arrived to his house with the girl in his arms, he plopped her down on the sofa. She bounced, as she was so light. She had fallen asleep on the way home. She had stopped struggling but refusing her head to lean on his chest. She was still asleep expressionless, if it wasn't for the pulse he checked before going to his room to change he would think she was dead by now.. As he came out her hair that had been smothered by the rain was now beginning to shape the sharp like thunderbolt like waves. Her breathing had regulated he could see from the movement her chest went up and down. He went into the kitchen to grab some tea, as he watched her turn her head.

'Stupid girl what was she doing there in the woods, during the rain.'

As he walked towards her to inspect her, he saw wounds. How he didn't see them didn't matter, the good thing was that they had stopped bleeding. Kokujo bandaged anything that was showing, he didn't wanna get deeper into her wounds since he was so antisocial he didn't really deal with girls, and he was afraid of how he'd react to her snow-white fragile body.

'Hn, she's wasting my time!' he thought irritably, as he turned to look into the fire to ponder his mind with questions that would not be known unless she woke.

As she looked around her, she saw the person who had saved her. He had dark blue hair and was dressed in black, though she couldn't see his face and she couldn't really see it with all the rain. The events flashed through her mind. How he purposely held her closer which made her feel loved, but she quickly shoved the emotion away she had to keep emotions at bay, she didn't wanna make a fool of herself.

She sighed. Wrong move. Kokujo turned crimson fiery eyes meeting, ice cold blue ones. She lifted her upper body into a sitting position, making her hair fly to her face. Her face darkened as she saw he had bandaged her, took care of her had pity on her. She wouldn't allow it.

"Lay back down stupid." He said in a mean commanding voice as he stepped to her with the intension of pushing her down on the couch.

"Outtatheway" she said for the second time. 'Must be her favorite word' he said thoughtfully.

"So" he said his arm on her shoulder pushing her down so she wouldn't get up, "what's your name?"

"It's common courtesy to say your name first," she snapped very coldly, in her bittersweet voice.

"Mine is Kokujo." He said unwillingly, and fiercely.

"Mine is Clichiei...," she said coldly.

"Well go to sleep, tomorrow I have a duel and I plan on taking you so you won't run away, and no I'm not doing this because I care, it's because your wounds haven't healed and I know you will run away, and probably die on the way since you don't know where to stop so..." Ko said speaking slowly and indifferently.

"Duel..." Clichiei interrupted looking at him briefly before turning away since Ko was still holding her shoulder down.

"Yes a duel, it's my passion." Said Ko turning his eyes but with honesty in his words.

"I wanna see it..." she said to his surprise, her face never changing her expressionlessness, "Take me tomorrow."she said slowly turning back to him closing her eyes. "Tomorrow..." she whispered.

This left Kokujo stunned, as he unwillingly took his hand off her shoulder that was very warm as if welcoming him to stay with her.

'Hn' he said as he slept on the floor in between the sofa Clichiei was sleeping on and the fire. 'Dueling, is my passion, well finish tomorrow Karafuda.'

Suddenly he let out his trademark evil laugh because tomorrow would be a good day.