A/N: Hey, I'm updating this chapter and the last together because... well, Christmas is coming in my story, as well as the real world, and I wanted it to be somewhat close to the real thing. My next chapters might be updated sooner too. Maybe though. It depends on how many reviews I get so... R&R! And enjoy!

Chapter 6

The next day was a bit hectic for me. I had my friends running up to me and hugging me, asking if I was alright. Izumi and Kagura nearly knocked my head off when they saw my... wound. Other people stared too, I know that. That wasn't the problem though. It wasn't even the fact that I looked like a monster awoken from the dead either... although... that was a bad point. It was all my work.

I had missed maybe four or five classes and I had to make up work from all of them. On top of homework, there were notes, and project assignments, and... just a lot of work! I felt overwhelmed as I sat in the library and began reading my Science book. I was so frustrated that I could have cried. Who cared about the chemicals in a human's body and how they reacted to certain medicines?

Oh, yeah. I'm becoming a doctor. Maybe I should learn this stuff... stupid college...

At that moment in time, I looked up and sighed, trying to control my raging hormones. As I lowered my gaze from the ceiling, my eyes landed on a figure I was all to familiar with. He was checking out a book for one of his classes and it looked like he didn't enojy working any more than I did. My first instinct was to call his name and wave at him, but I stopped myself just as he turned my way to exit the library. I quickly looked away and pretended to take notes while, from the corner of my eye, I was watching his feet move.

They were coming closer... closer... closer... hey, his limp was getting better... closer... right next to the desk... farther... farther. I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but then the shoes stopped. I cursed in my head, and flinched as the black, polished shoes back-stepped to my table. They stayed there. He didn't talk, he didn't move. He just stared, over my shoulder, practically breathing down my neck! I couldn't take it anymore.

"What do you want!" I spun around in my chair and hissed menacingly at him. His blue eyes seemed surprised for a moment, then he relaxed and looked at my book.

"Science class?" he asked, looking from the book, to my ever-so-magnificent notes, then back to me.

I rolled my eyes, turned back to my work, and grumbled, "Not like you care."

"You want to become a doctor, don't you?" Satoshi asked, shifting his book from one hand to the other.

I nodded, then put my head in my hand. "Very much so."

He nodded, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "Ah, well... if you need any help..." I turned to stare at him, but he merely waved with two fingers, and exited the room. I continued to stare at the empty space.

"No way. No way. No freaking way!"

"Sweet Jesus, Izumi-chan, calm down."

The three of us, Kagura, Izumi and I, sat in my dorm room (it's Kagura's dorm room too), discussing what exactly I should do with the knowledge given to me. It had been a few days since Satoshi said this to me. I didn't want to ask for his help right away, so... I waited... a lot. I didn't want to seem pathetic or anything! And I just now told my friends because I didn't want Izumi murdering Satoshi.

"Kazutaka Yitoren. He's a jerk. Ice water for blood. Has no feelings at all."

The first things that she said about him were always popping into my mind at random moments in the day. It was... strange. I didn't like to think about him, but... Satoshi wasn't that bad, was he?

"What a filthy, hypocritical, ignorant little creep!" Izumi squealed. "Here he goes, pretending like he doesn't know you from Middle School..."

"It wasn't that big of a deal..." I said quietly, but she didn't hear me.

"And now he just offers his help to you!" Izumi shook her head, her mouth moving, but no words coming. She finally pursed her limps, utterly digusted, and looked at me. "Don't do it."

"Why not?" I asked, feeling a bit dissapointed. "I mean... mathematics suck."

"Because he could hurt you," Izumi said. "God knows what that... that... selfish son of a bitch is capable of."

"And here's the part where you breathe," Kagura said patting Izumi's shoulder. "Calm down. I'm sure there's a reason why Yitoren-san is doing this." Izumi stared at her and Kagura glared. "It's not like I'm completely comfortable with it either! He's still a self-centered idiot."

"Well... what's the big deal?" I asked. I heard an erruption of loud voices, and mean comments, from both Kagura and Izumi. I waved my hands and cringed. "Guys, GUYS! He just offered help... he could be sincere."

"Yitoren? Being sincere?" Izumi laughed wryly. "Not at all! He's just a-"

"Weren't you the one who took a chance on Kyo?" I bursted out, unexpected, and looked at her. This was true, and she knew it. She had told me all about it in one of the first weeks I had met her. She was staring, mouth open wide, her eyes shocked. I felt like slapping myself for saying such a thing, but I did not flinch. I finally sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose. "I'll just ask him for help in mathematics."

Izumi scoffed. "I'm a second year. I know more than he does."

"In mathematics?" Kagura questioned, unbelieving. Izumi looked disgruntled. Kagura smiled, sympathetically. "I may be a first year, as well as Risa-chan over here, but we all have to admit... math sucks." She then suddenly rounded on me. "Although I don't know why him!"

So it was decided, although neither Kagura or Izumi wanted it, that I would ask Satoshi for help the next day. Izumi left, grumbling curses and Kagura just sighed. I asked her why she wasn't as mad as Izumi and she shrugged. With a sleepy reply, she said that she liked to look at both sides of an argument... she was taught that way from her childhood.

She's becoming a lawyer, did you know that?

But anyway... tomorrow. Yes. I'm going to go ask Satoshi for help. Although now, as I think about it, I really don't want to. I mean... I really, really, really don't want to.

A/N: Hope you guys liked it! Review me and I'll know for sure (smile).