Title: Eyes On Me

Author: CT

Rating: PG-PG13

Warnings: Violence, dark, supernatural

Genres: Supernatural/Horror/Angst

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Disclaimer: Beyblades is copyrighted by. . . whoever made it. And I don't own Ghost in the Shell or Origa. The titles for some of the chapters are named after the lyrics of Inner Universe by Origa for Ghost In The Shell: Stand Alone Complex

Claimer: Mindy is mine, the goths' wardrobes are mine. And your souls are mine!. . . no I'm only kidding.

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Summary: A student found dead. Two rejects. And a group of students who don't know what to do. When two gothic students are framed for murder by their fellow class mates, and the other witches in their coven start to believe the so-called truth, what are the suspected to do; other than try to get to the bottom of it. Be it on their own or with another's help. They'll have to either survive by their sorcery alone or accept the help from a group of students who knows parts of the real story. . .

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Random Author's Note: Ancient Chinese Proverb say: Man who stick head in lawn mower end up in stew.

Real Author's Note: I will reply to any reviews/flames/comments that are left, the replies will be posted at the bottom of the following chapter.

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!CHAPTER WARNING! Okay, in this fic Kai's an artist, well, he has drawn something graphically violent, so those with weak stomachs or hearts, skip over the scene with Ray at Art Class, that's where the violence pops up. You'll get a second warning: ...!(violence warning)!... so when that appears in the chapter, either skip it or (for you vampires out there)enjoy. When that part's over:

...!(violence OVER)!... and it'll be safer than before. Thank you.

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Chapter Three: Stand alone...

Tyson sat near the front of the class, he had been chewed out by his teacher for being two minutes late. . .he hated his teacher with avengence. He knew what Hilary would do after this class, go off with her whole 'I told you so' routine. 'I told you teach would have a cow.' or 'I tried to warn you that teach would kill you, but did you listen? Noooooo! Nobody listens to little ol' me!'. Hmmm, Hilary was a brat whenever she was right about something. . .

"Ahm, Mr.Granger." The snippy teacher's snobby voice cut through his thoughts and Tyson stared up at the angry woman who stood at the front of the room."Pay attention. "

The woman turned to look up at the teen who sat at the back of the room near Tala. Everyone at the class turned to look at the teen who had been blaring rock music in his silver and black mp3 player; or more specifically, blaring Three Days Grace.

"And you, Mr.Hiwatari, since you've been paying such good, please tell me, what is

'-2+8A-2(3+6)'?" The teacher smirked wryly at the look Kai gave her as he turned off his mp3 player. Kai just blinked at her, not saying a word as he usually did when in class."Mr.Hiwatari, answer the question."

Kai looked at Tala, rolled his eyes, and turned back on his mp3 player.

"Woman, Kai wants to know why you're asking him to answer Pre-Algebra questions. He says he is in Algebra 2 and you know it." Tala answered for him, smirking at the disgruntled look on the woman's face.

"You, Mr.Ivanov, have no need to answer for Mr.Hiwatari, and you, Mr.Hiwatari, have no right to ignore me." Mrs.Worthryn answered, long fingers with claw-like nails tightened their grip on the answer book which was in her hands."Now answer the question."

Kai just smirked, looked at the clock at the front of the class room, and began gathering up his art supplies. Tala did the same, looking at the clock, and pulling on his backpack. They both stood and walked out, seconds later, the school bell rang, signalling the end of that class. Mrs.Worthryn narrowed her eyes behind her glasses, sharp nails clawing the book in her hands.

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"She looked ready to kill you, Kai." Tala said quietly, stuffing his books in his locker, which was right beside Kai's. Kai was leaning on his, art pad out and pencil busy at work."What are you drawing this time?"

Kai looked up at Tala, tilted his book, and let Tala see the picture. Twin gold eyes stared back at him, the plumes of the tail curling around the red body of the firebird; a phoenix. The reds, oranges, and golds of the bird made it look like a flaming beast, which it was. But that wasn't what Kai was working on, behind the form of the phoenix was the head of a silver wolf, ice blue eyes narrow and biting like a freezing blizzard. Kai was busy coloring in the wolf's shoulder near the edge of the page.

"Very nice. Let me guess, Dranzer and Wolborg." Tala said, smirking when Kai nodded."That reminds me, Kai, tonight, the other's are meeting at the old warehouse. Seven o'clock sharp, your grandfather should be out on a business trip, right?"

Kai nodded his answer to Tala's hushed voice, he bent down and, after closing his sketch pad, put his book and pencil in the bookbag at his feet. He stood back up, slinging the black bag over his shoulder. His eyes caught Michael's glaring ones from across the hall, with a dangerous flicker in his eyes, Kai started off down the hall in the opposite direction. Tala's closed his locker, grabbed his own bookbag, and followed after. As soon as they were side by side, Kai gave him a look saying 'I'm gonna severely hurt him, sooner or later'.

"Don't worry, Kai, Mikey-boy'll get what's coming to him, in due time of course." Tala smirked, noting how the other teens parted to either sides of the hall, not wanting to get 'too close'.

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Tyson watched as Tala and Kai passed, he stood with Hilary, Max, Ray, and their girlfriends. His thoughts weren't focused on the new movie his girlfriend was talking about, but his thoughts were on the little bit of research he had done last night.

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"Dad, I'm home!" Tyson, walked in the door, slipping off his shoes, and walking into the living room. No one was in there. He dropped his backpack and jacket onto the couch and walked into the kitchen. No one."Hey! Dad! You home?"

No answer. He shrugged, grabbing a soda from the fridge and walking into the adjoined garage. His dad's truck was still parked, but his dad wasn't there, or at least not responding. Tyson walked back to the front and pulled on his shoes, he walked around to the back yard and was met with the sight of a little boy with a laptop sitting on the back steps of the Carmikle house.

"Hey." Tyson said, smiling and walking over to sit beside him. The boy's head shot up, he was staring at Tyson through his wire framed glasses.

"Hello." The boy looked around ten, maybe eleven.

"I'm Tyson. Who're you? I haven't seen you around." Tyson said, offering his hand.

"I'm Kenny Carmikle, I'm new around here. I used to live with my mom in Hiroshima, but now I moved here, to Tokyo, to live with my dad." Kenny said, timidly shaking Tyson's hand.

"Hey! What about me, Chief!" Tyson's head shot down to look at the black and silver laptop in the boy's lap.

"Oh, sorry, Dizzi. Tyson, meet Dizzara, my computer. And my best friend." Kenny said, motioning to the computer."You can call her Dizzi for short."

"And I thought you had forgotten about me," Sniffling was heard from Dizzi as she did her best to sound upset."anyway, I'd shake you hand, Tyson, If I had any to shake with."

"Ignore her. Is there anything I can do for you, Tyson." Kenny asked, looking from Dizzi to Tyson, who had finished with his soda.

"Actually, yeah, there is. Was Emily Carmikle your sister?" Tyson asked, getting right to the point.

"Yeah, she was." Kenny's voice dropped.

"Can you tell me if the rumors are true? Did those boys she hung out with, Kai and Tala, did they kill her?" Tyson asked, wanting the truth.

"What! Are you crazy, no, they didn't kill her! And, no, it wasn't suicide!" Kenny said, voice gaining octaves, going higher in pitch."Those two are the good guys, they tried to help her."

"Help her with what? And what do you mean 'good guys'?" Tyson asked, getting interested.

"My. . .my sister was always being picked on at school, I'd call her and email her everyday, and she told me what had happened because I could tell when she was upset. One time when I had visited here, she introduced me to Kai and Tala. They seemed strange at first, but once you get to know them, they're not that bad. And if you need help with anything, they're willing to give it." Kenny said."Kai. . .yeah, he doesn't talk much, but he would talk with Tala and Emily. He has been living a rough life, but I can't get into that, that's Kai's story not mine. But he's been suicidal before, and he;s gotten over that, and Emily would get suicidal too, and he would help her through it."

"So what you're saying is, Kai isn't a mean, evil, demon summoning jerk. Just suicidal and kinda crazy?" Tyson asked, laughing.

"Don't say that, he's not crazy-" Kenny was cut off by Tyson's laugh.

"Yeah he is. He wears nailpolish, eyeliner, and lipstick. His ears look like pin cushions, and he never talks. He's crazy." Tyson laughed.

"I'm not telling you anymore if you're going to be like that. I don't even know why I started telling you in the first place." Kenny stood to leave, Dizzi in his arms.

"Wait, stop, I'm sorry, okay. It's just kinda hard to imagine Kai as. . .sane." Tyson said, grabbing the eleven year old's shoulder."No, go on."

"Do you promise to be nice?" Tyson nodded his agreement."Good. I'll skip over the rest of the unimportant things. A week ago, I had come from Hiroshima, my sister greeted me and introduced me to Kai and Tala. Really, those two are very nice when you get to know them. Anyway, a day or two after, it was around eight o'clock at night, and some men came to the front door.

"Emily had seen them from her bedroom window and told me to stay in my room. So I did, but when I heard my dad talking with them, I got worried because they were threatening him.

"Hey, if you want, I have a recording of their conversation. Dizzi got it."

"Okay, play, wouldya?" Tyson said. Watching as Kenny typed away at the keyboard. A few clicks later, and the screen was filled with what looked like a movie. Four men stood in the front room of the Carmikle household.

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"What are you talking about? Emily didn't steal anything, she's a good kid. She's not like that." Mr.Carmikle glared at the three men standing in the door, two were tall and looked threatening, muscles not very well hidden by their black coats. The third, the man in the middle, had purple hair and gray eyes, and was the only one to speak.

"Ah, but that is where you're wrong. She stole a computer chip from me, and she was accompanied by two boys, both around fifteen or sixteen. The taller one has red hair, the other has black and gray." The purple haired man said, his voice cheerful.

"Sorry, never heard of them." Either Mr.Carmikle was a very good liar or he really didn't know the two goths.

"Their name's are Kai and Tala, I'm sure you must have heard of them, they are always hanging around here with your daughter." The man said, false grin fading away."Now, tell me where she is and we won't have to use force."

"You don't have any right to burst in here like this. This is my house, and I say get out." Mr.Carmikle narrowed his eyes, finger pointed at the purple haired man.

"Brooklyn, Crusher, take care of him. I'll find the girl." The purple haired man said. His two 'bodyguards', Brooklyn and Crusher, restrained Mr.Carmikle as the purple haired man ascended the stairs up to the bedrooms.

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"What's wrong with it?" Tyson asked as the screen went black.

"I was busy hiding then, I was holding Dizzi so if I moved, her camera did too." Kenny said, waiting for color to return. Screams were heard in the backround as Dizzi's camera was blocked by a closet door before focusing on the scene.

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Emily bit at the man's arm, beating against him with her fists. She kicked at him with her black boots, the heavy leather scraping up some skin underneath the clothes the purple haired man wore.

"Let me go, Boris!" Emily yelled, slamming her body against Boris' to try and knock him away. Boris fell back, nearly falling down the stairs before regaining his footing and restraining her arms.

"Just tell us where the chip is. Don't make me hunt down your little brother, I'll hurt him if you don't tell." Boris threatened, brandishing a knife from his pocket."It would be a pity to cut his throat out."

"You leave him out of this! Kenny has nothing to do with me or this whole thing!" Emily hissed, glaring at the knife which was held out before her.

"My dear, as long as you have my disk, I have reasons to use manipulation, no matter what the cost." Boris nearly purred."Now, just come with me, and I'll have no reason to kill him. Understand?"

"I understand. . ." Emily whispered, head drooping down as her eyes shut."Leave Kenny and my dad out of this."

"Of course, child." Boris said, pulling her along down the stairs.

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"Tyson, are you listening to me?" His thoughts were cut off by Hilary's face in his."Now, come on, we have to get to out social studies class."

"Okay, Hil'. Don't have a cow." Tyson said, following after her as she dragged him along by his wrist.

"Awww. . .aren't they just soooo cute?" Mariah giggled sarcastically, getting a laugh from Max, Miriam, and Ray as they all followed after the other two.

"Mariah," Ray pulled her back, kissed her cheek, and let her go."I have to go to art class, see you at lunch period. Love you."

"Love you too, babe." Mariah said, kissing back before the black haired teen turned to walk down a hall which split off from the others.

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Ray had slipped into class just moments before the teacher, he hurriedly grabbed a desk and sat down before the tall man noticed his near tardiness. He was stuck sitting at the back of the class, all the other seats were taken, no one wanted to have to sit beside Kai Hiwatari, but that's where Ray was stuck.

The black haired teen pulled out his sketch book and pencils as the teacher began to speak in his usual voice, which sounded as though someone was pinching his nose so that he sounded funny. Out of the corner of his eye, Ray saw Kai coloring in a very detailed picture of a red bird and a silver dog. No, wait, a phoenix and a wolf.

"Nice." Ray commented, leaning over a bit to see it better. He was startled when the book was slammed shut and blood red eyes glared at him from underneath dyed bangs, he could hear a low growling before Kai turned away and slouched in his chair.

"Mr.Hiwatari, I'm confident that you have a new sketch to show to the rest of the class." Mr.Hiragawa said, leaning against the front of his desk and watching the teen closely. He tended to pick on Kai since the teen perfered to draw whatever he wanted instead of what he was told to draw. Said teen responded by rolling his eyes and standing up, carrying his art pad to the front of the room and opening it to a page to show the teacher. A look of disgust flashed over Mr.Hiragawa's face before he motioned for Kai to show the class."Very well drawn, Mr.Hiwatari."

Ray felt his stomach churning, the picture was that of a young man; a fraying noose around his slashed and bleeding throat, his wrists cut and bleeding, his eyes blank with a pale film covering to show that he was no where near in the realm of the living. His black shirt was ripped apart, barely hanging onto his bleeding torso. A puncture wound, gushing blood, was neatly cut through his chest. Blood dripping down and seeping into the waistband of the black cargo pants which hung loose on his hips. The belt, which had been used to hold up said pants, was being used to tie his ankles together, he wore no shoes and blood dripped over his feet and down past the bottom of the paper.

Noises of disgust was heard throughout the classroom as Kai smirked, closed his book, and made his way back up to the desk at the back of the room, beside Ray. Ray took a moment to settle his nerves, he reviewed everything about that picture as it looked faintly familiar. Everything in that picture was done in charcoal pencil. . .with the excepsion of the blood, crimson red was used for that, that was Kai's trademark, only coloring in certain objects and leaving everything else black, white, and gray, unless it was something. . .not so gothic. Also, the young man in the picture looked like the artist himself; dark hair, his skin shaded with pale gray, sharply angled eyes, and the same body structure; high cheekbones, lithe frame, slender muscled arms.

'Is he suicidal. . .?' Ray asked himself, watching Kai out of the corner of his eye as the teen pulled out his mp3 player and pulled on his headphones.'Or maybe just weird?'

"It's not nice to stare."

It was faint, but it was there. Ray set his startled eyes on the character dressed in black, Kai glared at him from the side of his eye, the red color intense and almost glowing. Kai's voice was quiet, holding a biting tone to it as he glared at the long haired teen. Ray turned away, focusing on the teacher, the sight of those twin crimson, lifeless orbs was burnt into his mind.

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"I can't believe he's making me, ME, do a ten page report on the mechanics of photosynthesis!" Mindy growled out to her posse of cheerleaders, everyone in the cafeteria cuold hear her ranting. Her teacher had given her the assignment when she refused to perticatpate in the dissection of a cow lung.

"Mindy, shut up, would you." Michael stood to the side, glaring at the group of gothics who sat across the room at a table. Kai and Tala sat further away from the others, closer to the door. The two must have felt Michael's blue eyes boring into them, because they both looked up and glared at the older teen."I'm tired of this. They're up to something, and I'm gonna find out."

"But, Mickey-" Mindy grabbed for his arm, but the jock knocked her away.

"Get out of my way, Mindella. I don't need you hanging around me like my mother." With that, Michael moved away from his girlfriend and made his way through the ever-shifting crowd known as the lunch room until he made it to the gothics' table. All seven of the gothics at the table glared up at him in unison, as though they were all connected, blank eyes boring into him as he moved to push past them and get to Kai and Tala's table.

"Where do you think you're going?" The voice was quiet, but Michael was startled, he looked at the lavender-haired boy who sat on the left side of the table next to a stocky built blond.

"Where ever I want." Michael started to walk towards his destination again, but the blond stood and blocked his path with his arm.

"What are you doing?" The lavender-haired boy growled out, getting up and standing behind Michael.

"Taking care of business, now move." Michael grabbed the blond's arm and tried to twist it away, but it went no where.

The entire student body watched as Michael tried to make it past the two gothics, who were known only as Bryan and Spencer, the former being the stocky blond.

"Spencer." Tala called, signalling for the blond to let the jock pass.

Spencer glared hard, growled at Michael, and sat back down. Michael snarled at the blond, who glared hard and long, Spencer's brown eyes glinting red in anger.

Tala watched as Michael advanced on him and Kai, his own ice blue eyes twitching when Michael reached them. The tall brunette stopped behind Kai, who didn't look up at him, he was too busy shading the bloody rose sketched on the paper before him.

Tala jumped up when Kai was pulled from his seat by his hair, Michael's fingers tangled in his soft black and gray locks. Kai was forced around and pinned down to the table, the top sheet of paper on the art pad tearing and wrinkling as he was forced down on top of it. Kai stared up at Michael with blank red eyes, not making a move to defend himself.

'Listen, you little freak. We know you're all whacked in the head, but if you kill anyone else, I'll hurt you so bad-" Michael growled in Kai's face, the shorter teen blinking at him. Michael pulled Kai's head up and threw it back, a sickening crack echoing in the dead silence of the cafeteria as Michael pulled his head up again by his hair."I'll leave you a little present."

It felt like slow motion to Tala as Kai's head was slammed down on the table as Michael pulled back his arm, perparing to strike the gothic.

Kai watched in slow motion as the large fist came down on him, aimed at his face. His red eyes closing as he let out a calm sigh.

Before he could strike the supposed killer, Michael was shocked to find Kai's eyes snapping open, a feral glow lighting up his eyes. Now Michael knew something was wrong, and Kai moved so suddenly, he didn't see him. . .

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Chapter four up next. What do you think happens? If you can guess, I'll give you a cookie.