Disclaimers: I have yet to claim it as my own.

Ratings/Warnings: Whoa… this was pointless. Like, dead pointless. You'll see.

Pairings: Still nonexistent.

Other: Uh... my attempts to continue this is really, really painful...

Crossover with: Nothing.

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Extras: Character Profiles

32. Name: Klaus (?) Age: 16 Distinctive features: blonde hair, blue eyes, always scowling Magic: Unidentified

Bio: Part of the demon race, Klaus has a tendency to snap at other people and is highly unsociable unless with people he already hangs around with, etc. Doesn't talk much and hates to be compared, he also wears black all the time… and is a bit odd, you have to admit.

33. Name: Shia (?) Age: 16 Distinctive features: brunette, always composed Magic: Unidentified

Bio: Klaus's childhood friend, she is the exact opposite of him and always treats others, even strangers, with kindness and caring that can be considered slightly creepy. She loves to listen to others, doesn't complain about her own life, but there is actually more to her than what is first seen…

34. Name: Misha (?) Age: 15 Distinctive features: Pink hair, rabbit accessories Magic: Unidentified, most likely healing

Bio: Perky, hyperactive and constantly sugar-high, an Angel-in-training, and still in training is what can be said about Misha. She tends to cause a lot of problems with just existing, and likes to strangle people by hugging them tightly around the neck. She doesn't let negative emotions to get a hold of her, but hey, who knows.

35. Name: Kotarou Higuchi Age: 14 Distinctive features: light purple hair… Magic: Unidentified

Bio: Not much can be said about him except that he studies hard, he hates being bugged, and he's a human hanging around two demons and an angel. If that doesn't make him insane, nothing does.

36. Name: Crazy Psychopathical Teacher Dude (hey, he doesn't have a name) Age: Middle aged (late 20s-40s) Distinctive features: glasses and business suit (?) Magic: Unidentified… although it may have something to do with persuasion

Bio: He's crazy, he's loud, he threatens students and… yeah. Not to mention that he's very dangerous… annoying… and does the ESP special class…

37. Name: Takeshi Saehara Age: 14 Distinctive features: You know what they are Magic: None

Bio: Loud, annoying, and Daisuke's best friend who loves soccer and… wait, that was a couple of months back, wasn't it? Well… yeah, whatever.

38. Name: Masahiro Sekimoto Age: 14 Distinctive features: He's a blonde… I think Magic: None

Bio: The calmer of Daisuke's friends and… he tends to be the one to keep Saehara out of trouble… not that that helps.

39. Name: English Teacher (soon to be named?) Age? Distinctive features? Magic?

Bio: She teaches English… and, uh… yeah. They'll be more, but until then…

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Promise me what? What do you mean? What can you say? What can you do? Why is it so? Why does anyone give a damn anymore?

There are many ways to face the truths of the past and then shape the future. Or to attempt to move on without looking at one's past. What does it matter? Who are we trying to kid? Do we know what we want? What has to be said?

Do any of us care about what will happen in the end?

Somehow people doubt it.

But it's best to hope.

And that's all that's needed, right? So no one should be complaining anymore… and the like. It's all back to the beginning.

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History Lesson #13

Other Worlds: Heaven

What is it about Heaven that makes it so special? Does it have anything to do with the little fact that all that is pure is supposed to be there, or is there something more?

Through time, it has been said that Heaven is the one place where people will be forever happy once they pass away. Whether that is completely true has not been conclusive, although there has been a case in which angels are sent down from the above for training.

Training? Of what?

Happiness. Heaven is the place where they start learning to harness powers that will help the common mortal to move on with their life; through pains and indecision, there is always at least one angel looking out for you. As it is, the world above focuses on full positive emotions, pulling strings and gifting those who need it the most. They are guardians as such, usually not one to mingle with the world and its people, and still there are angles in particular schools.

That is where stronger forms of magic can be seen, and the reasons behind them all baffling and questionable. The world above may not be all that different from our own, but what are we to do about it anyway?

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History Lesson #14

Other Worlds: Hell

As it is, there is always the other side of the coin. Hell. What can explain these in words? A place that has been dubbed as a place where you never wish to go? A place in which you are doomed eternally?

That may be so, and yet, it is not.

Like the angels, demons have to play their own role in the balance of life. And, as it is, they help the humans at the end of their lifetime, their journey. Many things can be said about it, and yet it will be never known for sure; but it is clear that Hell is not as bad as people tend to believe it as, and that is all that counts.

Focusing on the negative side of things does not mean that they are not happy at all, but are merely practical and don't place hopes and dreams into their concepts. They allow humans to go their own way, but if necessary, push in when needed. Like everyone else in the world, humans experience both the good and the bad, and that is what a demon's job is.

Soul snatching, fighting; both are very rare concepts between the two worlds. They are needed for each other, and nothing can change it, even if they wanted it to be different.

Live and let live, that is the only way to explain their lifestyle in the end.

As for powers… well, that's a completely different aspect in the end; if you know what I mean.

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There's no peace in the world if one does not understand. There is no point in trying to say something without meaning something else. It's about running around, doing something, being someone else. But does that really count? Do people really see what they want to see? Or is there something else?

Why is it that people care or don't care? Can you understand what this actually means in the end?

Or are they just dreams meaning nothing in the end?

No one really knows what anymore.

Just keep going on with the battle of living life: that's the main idea for the time being, really.

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Chapter Six: Down The Road (To Insanity)

"Two days down, three more to go," mumbled Daisuke to himself in annoyance as he pulled his blazer over his uniform. After a brief attempt to brush his hair – it was a battle of the hair against the brush (the hair won in the end) – he grabbed his school bag, called for With, and ran out of his room. Taking it down two stairs at a time, it was quite obviously a dangerous exercise of sorts, but he managed to make it on the ground floor without tripping once; world record number one.

"Dai-chan, eat your breakfast!" called Emiko, in the process of battling against the kitchen surfaces so she had no time to turn around to face her son while telling this, "And don't be late for school!"

Grumbling at the fact that it seemed rather pointless to tell him that, after being attacked at school and continuously bugged by students, the redhead ate his breakfast at record speed, choked, recovered, and was out the door in less than five minutes. His mother turned around in time to see the door swing shut and she could only shake her head; "I don't get that boy sometimes…"

"Must be a Niwa thing," suggested Kosuke, who had been at the table the entire time and had witnessed his son on a rampage to get out of the house, "Although it might also be the fact that he didn't complete his homework…"

"Kosuke-san! My son would never do such an irresponsible thing!" Emiko fumed angrily, "And we both know it!"

"Of course, Emiko-san…"

The fact that he left with enough time to get to school without the risk of being late, Daisuke found himself wandering off into the depths of his thoughts that spiraled around really random stuff; from school, to his new friends, as well as killer bunny rabbits. Not all that great, but at least his mind was occupied.

And it also helped him ignore the stares that he received from other people who went to other schools. Because they either looked confused, stupefied or scared; although it was obvious as to why they were scared. He couldn't do anything about it, though, so there wasn't much point in pointing it out in the first place, and he would just keep moving onwards.

He was fast approaching the school itself, only to get tackled by something that had purple hair and was taller and incredibly heavy for him…

"Please get off me," he said, voice muffled as both he and Dark hit the ground pretty hard, considering the impact. Being as lucky as he was, the redhead wasn't going to suffer from anything more than bruising, but that still wasn't a good thing and all and… yeah. Dark wasn't getting off him. "Dark…"

"Hey, I didn't know you liked to come so early!" shouted Dark as he finally got up and pulled the younger boy with him. "Krad and I were just hanging out at some café and all and then we caught sight of you so yeah!"

Daisuke blinked. "Uh-huh…" Glancing around, he caught sight of the blonde and smiled. Krad nodded his head briefly in acknowledgement before hitting the purple-haired teen over the head rather hard.

"How many times have I told you to not harass people when they want to be," he snapped, shaking his head. "You have to learn to stop being such an asshole at times and he's probably scarred for life now…"

"No he's not," Dark yelled over him, "He's just fine, see? Unlike those few others, he isn't screaming his head off already."

Daisuke sweat dropped, "Uh… you do that to everyone you meet?"

"No, just everyone I take a liking into," came the nonchalant reply, "And if it hadn't been for Krad, I wouldn't have even considered talking to Creepy boy and all, so he should be grateful."

"Who's grateful, you moron?" said 'creepy boy' asked unexpectedly, appearing practically out of nowhere. Dark yelped in surprised and whirled around to yell something at Satoshi, who yelled back, and while the two of them continued to argue about nothing in particular, Krad rolled his eyes and once again, Daisuke was in an apprehensive state; unable to work out what was going on and why.

"You get used to it after a while, and they never hurt anyone, if they can help it," he pointed out, and the redhead nodded, "We've got a good amount of time before school starts, let's go grab something."

This seemed to jerk the redhead out of his thoughts, "What? Oh… er… sure… but what about those two…?" There was no need to point, as the yelling was quite sufficient as to who was being referred to.

The blonde shrugged, before stepping forwards and yanking Dark back by the collar; "If you stop fighting, I'll buy."

Dark instantly shut up at this and he spun around to glomp his friend, "Can we get ice-cream then?"

"Ice-cream at this time of day?" Satoshi raised an eyebrow, but Krad seemed to be more intent of prising his friend off his neck. "My god, you are a complete moron at times."

The purple haired teen turned around to shoot the other boy a glare, "Shut up, you. I don't need to listen to your useless ramblings at the moment."

"Everything that comes out of your mouth is useless, you know," the blonde couldn't help but say as he managed to get Dark's arms off him and dragged him up front, "Now stop wasting time or we won't be able to buy anything at all."

Dark pouted at this but allowed himself to be pushed ahead, "Fine then."

Falling behind the older teens, both Daisuke and Satoshi walked in silence as Dark continued a ceaseless chain of words that was supposed to make conversation, but no one was paying any attention to it to really care much about it at all. Krad was just nodding his head, hoping that it would be over soon, but it wasn't going to be for a LONG time…

Strange to have cafés open at such a time, but the early workers had less business, making it less stressful, which made it easier to sell and buy stuff and… yeah. Taking their orders – and making sure that Dark didn't order too much – Krad left them at a table that was located in the outer part of the shop and they sat there in silence, waiting.

The purple-haired teen swerved around to face Daisuke, "So what magic type are you exactly?"

"Hm? I'm a healer, at most…"

"And Element?"

"Fire and Metal."

"Oh, so you're one of those two-elementals then?"

He nodded, perplexed. But Dark ignored this and continued to speak, although Satoshi looked incredibly annoyed. Or maybe it had something to do with the fact that he was stuck with an annoying guy and the new kid… what he thought about the redhead was pretty unknown, so… whatever.

"If you haven't worked it out yet, I'm an offensive-magic-type and elements include Dark and Poison."

Daisuke nodded again, but as the words finally processed in his mind, he glanced up in shock, "Dark elemental…?"

"Yeah, why else do you think they shoved my in that stupid ESP class? Krad's Light and Wind, so I think you can work that out." Dark grinned, "Don't tell anyone though, or that crazy guy of a teacher will be after us."

"Okay… then," the redhead turned to his classmate, who looked like he had finally zoned out, "How about you, Hiwatari-kun?" When he got no reply, he began to wonder if it was honestly a good idea to ask. But Dark merely leaned over and hit Satoshi over the head.

"Hey, we're talking to you!" he yelled.

"What are you doing?" snapped the blue-haired boy back, glaring at the older teen, "Touch me again and you'll die."

"Yeah right. Daisuke here was wondering what magic-type and elemental you are."

"Defense, Ice and Time."

"Wait, aren't two-elementals rare?" something about all this was beginning to get a little creepy; especially with the fact that all four of them seemed to hone in on two particularly dangerous elements… but Metal wasn't dangerous. He thought. But no one aside from family knew until then… and no one had ever asked so… uh… gah, he was getting confused again.

This time Satoshi was the one to answer as he nodded, "That's part of the reason why people shove students into the ESP class, but they never identify it or prove it until it's too late. It's usually scared parents that inform the class that their child might be one of them. I suppose we have it worse due to the fact that we all seem to possess at least one dangerous… sacred, if you will, element."

"But Metal's not…"

"That's where you're wrong," Krad cut in, carrying with him their orders, "Metal is a highly dangerous, toxic sort of element. It clashes with Poison constantly, and its affects are hard to discover. I never thought someone like you would possess that particular element."

"…"

Dark cheered, "Let's eat something already before school starts and we have to drag it all the way there and that's really annoying and the scary girls at school will be moredangerousthaneverandidon'twanttohavetofacethemanditwillbehellso let's just eat already and all that!"

Krad seemed to be the only one who could understand the middle of Dark's sentence, but merely rolled his eyes. Satoshi seemed to have drawn back into his own little world, and Daisuke was free to look around him.

As it was early in the day, there wasn't all that much to see. Shops and other drab buildings lined the streets and said streets were literally packed with cars that couldn't move more than a few centimeters at a time, because if they moved any faster, they would crash and cause accidents and so forth. Yes, it was all great fun to think about it but whatever. He saw a couple of other students wandering around and buying food from stores as such and… well, there was nothing that was remotely out of place, really.

Nearing time for school to actually start, it took the other three boys to pry Dark away, who didn't seem all that enthusiastic on going to school; not that any of them actually blamed him or anything.

"But Natsume's gonna kill me…" he whined piteously, but the blonde continued to pull him along down the road.

"Like hell; I'll end up killing you first," was the snapped reply, as Krad propelled Dark forcefully through the magical barrier and into the school grounds itself. Satoshi and Daisuke, both of whom had been trailing just behind after that, heard the ear-splitting shrieks of fangirls and the combined efforts of Dark and Krad trying to get away from them.

The blue-haired boy rolled his eyes, "It's like this every single morning," he muttered, although whether it was to help Daisuke or just a monologue, no one knew. He lingered outside the barrier for a moment, listening, but as the squeals faded off, he seemed ready to pass through.

Looking around himself, with With sitting on top of his head, the redhead followed slowly. He didn't particularly dread the place, but it was still very evil and there was no point in it in the first place and he really didn't hate it but still found it annoying with it's scary students and equally frightening – if not more so – teachers. Oh yes, school was incredibly evil for them.

Because most of the students seemed to be more amused with watching the stampeded of scary fangirls, Daisuke wandered off after his classmate – and friend? He supposed so – and they entered the building without anyone threatening them or challenging them.

The hallways were less crowded then usual, which was a good thing in itself, as they entered their homeroom, which only had one or two students; those that the redhead couldn't yet remember their names. Taking his seat, he stared blankly at the wall, trying hard to block out the sounds of people running around and screaming at each other outside. And the occasional explosion that practically rattled the foundations of the school building itself; a slightly worrying thought, but if the principal didn't give a damn, should they be caring at all?

More yelling reached his ears and he looked out the window, curious as to what was going on now. All he could really see though was a large crowd and a lot of yelling was being issued from it all. Well, he should have expected as much.

Then there was more shouting, a couple of well-aimed explosions, and everyone scattered like ants losing their prey; whatever that was.

"They're like that every single morning," groaned one of his classmates, someone he didn't know.

"Well, what are we supposed to do about it?" the other asked.

"Nothing, but still, it's rather annoying. The principal should be sued. Every single day, every minute, every passing second in this school really is a waste of time. What more can I say?"

"Not much, that's for sure."

"…"

The talking stopped as the teacher – not looking all that happy – entered, followed closely by the rest of the class, who were looking excited after whatever that had happened outside. In a way, Daisuke both wanted to know and not to know, and it was highly confusing for him. Definite signs of a long day coming around.

"I swear, that was just pure genius," Ryu commented loudly, accompanied – as always – by Algiros. "I can't believe they would start it all again, though, after everything else…"

"It's just their way of making sure that this place doesn't get boring," the other said simply, "But that's an odd thing for you to say; you're the center of chaos a good half of the time. Oh, morning Niwa."

"Hey, Daisuke!" the brunette practically cannoned into his friend when he noticed the redhead, "Where've you been?"

He received a raised eyebrow, "Where else?"

"Touché," Ryu frowned at this, but seemed to recover instantly.

"But he has a point, you have to admit," Algiros pointed out simply, dragging the other boy to his seat.

"Aw… you can be so mean, idiot."

"Not my fault you're a moron."

"Hey, say that again and I'll teach you the meaning of pain."

"No thanks; you proved it yesterday by getting that stupid concussion by running into a door."

"That was an accident!"

"No it wasn't, you were doing it intentionally."

Shaking his head at the two's argument, Daisuke nodded in greeting to a couple of other students; some he knew by sight, the others being actual people he had met. Ekaiyu glanced over in his direction distractedly, smiled, before yelling something at Alma about who knew what. But seeing as everyone else was talking incredibly loudly, it was hard to hear them anyone. All that could be said was that Feena was attempting to calm them down and Mizuki was reading a book.

Noticing that their rollcall teacher was beginning to look murderous, Daisuke glanced down at his desk and waited for the bomb to hit; he didn't have to wait all that long.

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After a rather disastrously loud rollcall morning, and shredding the room of all former semblance, they had something akin to a magical-controlling-something-or-other lesson, which, as it allowed magic, meant that everyone seemed to be looking forward to it a lot.

That or they just wanted to get cracking and smash the entire building until it was completely reduced to rubble. They wanted to do that, there was no doubt about it.

But the lessons, like everything else, was as boring as the last thing they had heard; something about a war and everyone screaming such and such.

"And complete concentration is necessary if you want to cast the right spell, because, if I recall, when you don't, you tend to hurt yourself more than needed. Or the building right next to you."

Slumping on his desk, Daisuke's eyes slid out of focus, and he had the vague notion that With was snoring. That is, if demon bunnies were capable of snoring in the first place. A number of students at the back were already fast asleep, yet the teacher didn't seem to notice a thing that was wrong with it all and continued to drone on and on and on and on…

Ah shoot, they had history after this as well, didn't they? They were in for a hell of a long lesson.

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Avoiding Ryu was easy enough with wave after wave of students going down one corridor to another and Daisuke managed to make it to the roof in once piece. At least, that was what he was hoping for. With was clinging rather hard on his hair and the redhead winced; something about having the roots pulled out didn't exactly appeal to him at the moment.

Satoshi was already there, sitting and reading, but nodded just slightly in acknowledgement to his presence, before saying flatly, "Lock the door behind you."

"Eh? But what about--"

"They usually don't come here, and I would rather avoid stalkers coming out and attacking us."

The redhead instantly matched 'stalkers' with 'fangirls' and nodded, closing it and finding the bolt that locked it. Taking a seat himself, the redhead poked at his pet, who replied with a 'kyu'.

"Aren't you hungry?"

"Kyu! Kyu!" With instantly let go of his hair. It was the only way to calm the creature down and an annoying complex, no doubt, but at least it worked.

"Okay, okay." Poking the creature once, he pulled out his lunch.

But any semblance of peace for this one lunchtime was broken sharply as the door was blasted open and Dark walked in calmly, like nothing out of the ordinary was happening. As usual, Krad was right behind him, looking peeved, as he closed the door behind him. Satoshi didn't even bother to look up at this and the purple-haired teen glared pointedly in his direction before turning to Daisuke.

"Did you see the mess out on the ground yet?" he asked excitedly. When he got a shake of the head in reply, he sighed and grabbed the younger boy by the arm and dragged him over to where the railing was, down to the oversee the school grounds.

The first thing Daisuke thought was that a giant meteor had hit the ground at full force, but Dark was sniggering; that couldn't be good, could it?

"Those fangirls just never let up," he explained simply, at the boy's perplexed stare, "So we decided a little ground breaking news would be highly informative for the students."

Krad hit him over the head at this as the redhead looked incredibly confused now and said, shortly, "He blew a hole into the ground to distract everyone. And he has detention." He glared at his friend, who sulked and turned away.

"Anyway, we never did have proper introductions, have we?" the blonde continued calmly, like he did this to every single odd new kid that came across their path, "I'm Krad Hikari. Unlike the moron over there," Dark shot him a glare at this, "I actually study for my tests. And, as you know, I'm a Light and Wind elemental and a Perceptionist. Hobbies include games, walking around uselessly, and keeping the jerk in check."

"Aah… okay…" confused as to how the conversation had ended up going in this particular direction, Daisuke could only shrug it mentally off and give his own intro… as such, "I'm Daisuke Niwa. I was only recently told about my magic potential and my mother's not all that happy about me being here. With is my pet and partner, in some cases, and I'm a Fire and Metal elemental. My specialty is healing and I like to… hang out, mostly. Nice to meet you."

"Man, are we going to do this the whole of lunch?" Dark whined loudly, "And I don't want to hear Satoshi go on about his own life story again!"

The blue-haired boy looked up for the first time since their appearance, "And who ever said that I was going to? You were the one who asked for it in the first place."

"And you bored the hell out of me."

"Good. Now shut up and stop talking about me."

"Hmph. Mr. Antisocial Freak," snorted the teen, before switching right back to scarily hyper-like-cheerful, "So, who wants to get chocolate!"

Krad raised his eyes to the sky, as if hoping that something would soon come and hit him over the head, "Go get it yourself with your own money. I'm not going all the way back down there to hear girls squealing your name over and over again. It's inhumane."

"Aw… Krad's jealous because I'm popular…"

"I'd watch out; they're trying to make a voodoo doll form your hair if they get any of it. And trust me, it will work. Remember when Klaus decided to play a trick on Meguru?"

Dark shuddered and left, "Never remind me of that little situation again."

"What happened?" Daisuke asked instantly, as soon as the purple-haired teen was out of sight and definitely out of hearing distance.

"You don't want to know."

"Yes I do!"

"Really, you don't."

"But…"

"Niwa," this time it was Satoshi, "you really don't want to know what happened."

The redhead faltered, "Okay…"

"Kyu! Kyu!"

They fell silent again, the shrill sounds of scary student reaching out from below them and was only broken once more when Dark ran right back out onto the room and nearly fell over the edge. This meant that Krad had to help him again and the two argued some more before they came to a conclusion that Dark was an idiot and a half and they went off and shared the chocolate.

As it was nearly impossible to get the blue-haired boy into a normal conversation, the other three decided to go back to some form of normal conversation and talked about movies.

And With ended up eating a good fraction of Daisuke's lunch, as well.

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Anything else that had happened during school was a faint and sluggish blur to the redhead and he had the vague notion that nothing had really entered his brain that day. And he really should be worrying because of the homework he had to do and the tests that seem to be coming up sooner than later, and that wasn't good at all. No, he was doomed. Doomed for the rest of his life and nothing would ever change it now.

So while these thoughts were running through his head, he left the school safety grounds, bid Dark, Krad and Satoshi goodbye and was walking home again. Man, he didn't really do much else with his life, did he? But then again, Dark had invited him to go to someplace during the weekends so… two more days? It was going to take forever, he could see that in a second.

While these thoughts ran through his head, he failed to notice the presence of someone attempting to stalk him. Of course, With was just staring at the stalker with an odd look on his face, and hit Daisuke over the head with a small paw.

"With?"

"Kyu!"

"…Oh. Hello… I guess."

Taro stared at him, caught out, "How did you know I was there!"

He scratched the back of his head, "Well… we're walking down a deserted street… and you're not making it all that difficult to be seen." Especially as he was walking down the street as well… but whatever.

"Fine, you saw me. Now, let's fight!"

"…"

Daisuke was just thinking about walking away from it all, until a very familiar voice decided to cut in before him.

"Alright! This will be tomorrow's top story!"

"Saehara!"

"The one and only! Hey Daisuke! How's life been in that new hell hole! Harada sends her love!"

He couldn't help but notice that his ears were warming up, "Uh… which one exactly?"

"… I can't remember! But who cares! You two are gonna duke it out and I'm here to record it!" Hiding behind a giant tree that wasn't all that great distance away from where the redhead was standing, the raven-haired boy grinned evilly. As it was, the video camera was there, as always and ready to record. It was probably already recording, the boy thought.

The redhead sighed.

With sighed.

Takeshi was still smiling like there was no tomorrow. Okay, he was really smirking, but what the hell.

Taro was beginning to wonder if this was a good idea at all.

And then…

Well…

"Okay then, I'll accept. Let's just get this over and done with." Dropping his school bag and pushing back the sleeves to his shirt, Daisuke held out both hands experimentally. A flicker of raw power made itself present.

"… Fine then," being the one who had issued the challenge, Taro had no choice but to accept anyway. And Takeshi was recording away.

To say the least, the battle was really over before it started, as the redhead merely summoned a shapeless blob of neutral power that sent the older boy a good few meters back. When this happened, he blinked and sweat dropped.

"Is it over then?"

"But nothing happened!" yelled Takeshi.

"Something happened, alright, but that's about it." Seeing that he was no longer going to be stalked, the redhead picked up his bag and began to walk off, "Besides, what were you doing there, anyway?"

"Looking for a new story that will overshadow them all," laughing, the raven-haired teen slung an arm over his friend's shoulder, "But besides that, how's it been? Meet any cute girls yet?"

The image of scary stalking girls chasing Dark around popped into his mind and he sighed, "You don't want to know…"

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And another chapter is finally done. Seriously, this one flopped. I'll have to try harder next time...

Not much else to say, really. I have many more chapter to go... painful... and thanks for the support!

Reviewer replies:

Hakudoshi-chan: Wow, look, I actually updated this... I can't believe it...

Salioka: Hm... interesting idea. I might get back on that, I mean, it's only been... three days. And this is the first time they're all together. And Satoshi knew Krad, who knew Dark, so now they're all one big happy... thing. Sure I'll read it and all. Although I tend to forget and stuff... stupid me. Hope you can wait for the next chapter... it may take forever though...

Staryday: Uh... yeah. Okay.

Ai no miko500: XD

Next chapter: Dealing with another ESP class, Takeshi makes more chaos than he's worth, and the Harada twins may make an appreance. So until then XD