Author's Note: Well because I know how a majority of the people who read on this website feel when waiting for an update, I am updating AGAIN this week! Probably more as the week goes on.

'Friend'-Or it's 'cause you want an excuse to stay up late.

Me-S-Shut Up!

'Friend'-Or it could be the fact that you have been writing stories instead of doing your homework-

Me-BULLSHIT!

'Friend'-….I was….

Me-NO! No. No…It's the Nazi's, isn't it….

'Friend'-Hah! Got you off task!

Me-!...Go! *Points out of "The Shack"*

'Friend'-Awwwwww…..

Me- TO THE DISCLAIMER!

Disclaimer: I don't own DMC characters or other anime Referenced beings.

..."Hey, It's Girly girl, But why was she in there? HMMMM..." ...FUCK!...

"Uhh..What do you mean?", I asked, trying to sound completely normal and nonchalante. But by the look on his face, and the fact that Vergil was coming up behind me, as if to block me from running away. Shit... "Don't lie to us, Ms. Hinners." OKAY! THAT'S IT! Fuck you, asshole! "*ahem* I believe I have already informed you. But since your pea-sized brain can't comprehend, I'll repeat! That is NOT my name, you may call me 'Kitty' or 'Harusame'. Kapesh! Also, I have a class to go to. So if yah don't mind. This conversation is OVER.", and with that I turned to walk away, but the hottest man alive just happens to be like 2 feet taller than me, from my prospective anyways.

"My Mistake, Miss Kitty. Now will you please explain why you were in that classroom, instead of outside when the school was evacuated.", He asked, looking down on me. Goddammit, WHY are you soooo tall! "I don't have time for this, I'm gonna be late for class, so if you would excuse me.", and with that, I ducked to the side and escaped the 'tall guy death trap'. But as I was running away, Vergil grabbed my arm, MY LEFT ARM!

After that, he quickly let go, as if he had been electricuted and burned at the same time. Andthis is where I toke my golden oppurtunity to get the hell out of dodge! I ran down the hall, pleased to hear nobody following me. I have a feeling that wasn't the best idea to runaway from them, but I don't want to explain myself to two guys I know almost everything about, and go spill everything strange about me, not quite fair to them, but I don't care. Anyways, it is Period 7, so since I can't go to my schedualed class, (the whole 'purse'=secret message thing) I'mma gonna go to my other hiding spot. The Music/Choir room. Mrs. Swanberg is an open and understanding teacher, so she let's me hide in her classroom.

So when I get to her classroom, instead of hearing the expected mindless dribble of her Period 7 class of Freshmen, I hear her talking to someone. So I knock on the door, (If all ya'll people thought I was going to eavesdrop on her, you would be so wrong. Mrs. Swanberg is a MOTHER, and as you know, mom's have eyes in the back of their heads. Meaning, if I eavesdropped on her, she would know, and that would damage her trust in me. So in other words, NOT GOING TO HAPPEN!) "Come in", She called out to me. So I went in, and see the LAST person I expected to see, the boy who helped me earlier.

"Uh...Sorry for intruding", I said, walking towards her and the boy, which we seemed to come to a silent agreement not to talk about what happened eariler. "Oh, Hello Kitty, need to hide out again?", She askes, although I'm pretty sure she already know's the answer. Mrs. Swanberg is a 5 foot 8, lady with short brown hair, grey/blue eyes, and she is like another mother for me, I love her. I heard that her son started at the school this year, but I haven't seen him yet.

Anyway, back on topic. "Yeah, is that okay?", I ask kindly, not even trying to hide my hopefulness. "Sure, as long as you don't mind keeping Mikei company.", she replied, pointing to the boy. This 'Mikei' looks approximatly 5 foot 5, with short, shaggy, light brown hair, he had glasses like Uryu Ishida from Bleach, and behind those glasses, his eyes looked exactly like Mrs. Swanberg's. "Hi. It's nice to meet you, Mikei, I'm Kitty-Roo Harusame, but you can just call me Kitty", I stated, holding out my hand to shake. "Nice to meet you, too, Kitty, but please, please, don't call me 'Mikei', Only my mom calls me that. Mike is just fine.", he says, shaking my outstretched hand. "Oh, Okay, Mike it is", I reply. "Oh come on. I'm not the ONLY one. Right?", Mrs. Swanberg askes, she looked kind of flabbergasted. I kind of laughed at that.

"Hmph! Anyways, My class is waiting for me in the gym. I'll leave you two alone, 'cause from this mother's eyes, it looks like you have something to talk about in private. See you Kitty", she said, walking out the door, but then she popped her head back in to add,"And you too, Hunny." I saw Mike Visble shudder at that, poor kid.

I stretched my arms, as he plopped down in his mother's chair. "Soo-", I started. But "How long have you had your Sealed Weapon?", he asked after inturupting me. Well, Holy Shit! Who the Hell is this Kid, aside from the obvious. "Well...That's a strange question. I'm not quite sure I follow.", I answered, trying to play it off. Not that it was even worth trying, but hey, a girl can try.

"Okay, drop the act. I'm not going to turn you in to Dante or Vergil, I'm not in league with the Demons. I just want to know where you got your sealed weapon at.", he said, holding his hands up in the trademark 'I surrender' posture.

"Wait a minute, the way you phrased that...So does that mean...", I ask, looking at him with a look of complete astonishment.

"Yep, I have a sealed Weapon as well.", He said holding up his right hand, and pulling off his fingerless glove, to reveal the symbol of a bow and arrow, on the back of his hand.

"Well, I guess you got me.", I said, pulling up my left sleeve, to reveal, that my arm is completely wrapped in a heavy, thick wrapping, covered in many, many different symbols and runes. The most noticable of them is the numbers 13-1 going down the wrapping.

"Wow...", he said, jumping out of his mother's chair. "I though all sealed weapons HAD to be on your right hand. In all of the books I've read, I've never, ever seen or read anything about whole arms, or the left half or your body, for that matter", as he was saying all of this he was looking intently at my arm.

"Don't-", I tried to warn him, but was to late. He touched my left arm with his left hand. And as quickly as he had grabbed it, he let go of it. "Ouch! Goddammit! That Friggin' hurts!", He yelled, cradling his now swollen hand. "I tried to warn you. It does that to anyone who tries to touch. Unless they have a symbol on the hand they try to touch it with. Or Else", I stated, grabbing his hand, and facing the palm, where he had touched my arm, upwards. "Wha-", was all Mike could manage. For on the palm of his hand was another symbol, the image of a Hawk's eye, from the looks of it.

"H-How?", he asked, looking from me to his hand, and back at me.

"I don't Know", I said plainly. Looking down at my hands. "H-Has it always...?", he stuttered, leaning against the wall, then sliding down to sit on the ground.

*Sigh* "Guess I should explain...", Damn, I'm not going to any other classes by the looks of it...