[I'm so sorry for taking so long to write this chapter! I got caught up in some real life stuff but I'm back! However the delay did allow me to read the first reviews I've recieved on this site! They were so positive and nice! Thank you for the support, it really made me want to write this faster! If you review this chapter I'll attempt to reply! (Of course you must be signed in for me to be able to!)

Also if a chapter is a ".5" it is just a repeat of a segment from a different perspective. I am doing this since a big part of me writing this fic is to show the distortion of reality people in Naho's situation experience.]

Chapter 1.5 - Kakeru's Perspective

Kakeru walked through the school gates to see a huge crowd in the locker room. He sighed. 'Another fight? Jeez. Whatever, where's Na-' His thoughts stopped as a gap in the crowd revealed what the crowd was surrounding. Kakeru dropped his bag and broke into a sprint.

"Naho!" he screamed as he aproached his girlfriend. "Naho! What's wrong? What Happened?!" He didn't know what to do, how to help, what to say. His mind was racing.

"I'm fine. I just tripped and it hurt a little. That's all." Kakeru felt his heart drop as Naho forced the most pain-filled smile he'd ever seen. 'Bullshit. Bull. SHIT! You were smiling and laughing so genuinely just 12 hours ago when I dropped you off at home!'

He painfully stopped himself from reacting, although he didnt know how long he'd be able to hold it in for. "Let's go to the nurse's office, okay?" Naho nodded as he picked up the girl on his back and carried her away from the crowd.

As they walked away Kakeru heard Naho whisper something. "I'm sorry." She said, before swiftly switching the subject.

Chapter 2 - Naho's Perspective

Naho spent the entire 3 hour math class thinking about about the events of the previous night. How could she not, it was such a horrible thing to see. 'I know how it'll be. I'll go home and everything will seem normal. Mom will smile at me like usual, ask how my day was, and dad will come downstairs and smile caringly at me, asking what I want for dinner. It'll all be so believable, and yet it'll be such crap! I know about it... but they don't know that... and it'll only get worse if I step in...'

By the time she returned to consciousness, it was the end of class. She stumbled out of class, only to be pulled back by her collar. It was Azusa. "Yo! Come with me after school. Lets go get some cake at the new shop thats opened up outside the station."

She really didn't want to ruin Azusa's day, so she prepared to decline. "Actually I-" she was interupted by her friend dragging her away from the classroom towards the lockers.

"You don't have a choice! We're going!" Naho looked at her face, only for her to wink at her with an out of character "heheh" directed at her.

While they were at the shop, Azusa confessed about hearing what happened, and told her that she was there to help whenever she could. However the topic didn't linger. Azusa quickly switched the mood, and somehow made Naho forget all about her problems.

Naho began to cry when she realised this. 'Why do I deserve friends like this? WHY?! Azusa stop... you're too nice... I don't deserve this.' As if she could read Naho's mind, the mood quickly switched again. "Let's go." she held Naho's hands over the table. "No matter how much you think you don't deserve this treatment, and friendship, we're going to be here. Everyone. After all, Kakeru owes his life to you. Not us, you. You've done so many amazing things, and have helped people so much. It's about time you let those same people help you through a tough time."

They went and sat on a bench. Naho cried into Azusa's arms for what seemed like years. When the two seperated, she held Naho tight again, and said it once more. "Everyone is here for you Naho. Just rely on us, and we will help. We all love you, and hate seeing you hurting."

Naho waved goodbye and closed the door behind her. She felt endless amounts better, and truly realised she had friends that truly cared about her. However her happiness was swiftly halted, as once again as she came through the door, the distorted image through the kitchen door, combined with the shouting she could hear echoing around the walls of her house told her one thing. It was happening again.

She stood frozen again, just like the previous night. Then suddenly, an alarm went off within her head. It repeated one word over and over again, a word that would cause incredible amounts of guilt, but also be the only thing that would guarantee her safety.

"RUN! RUN! RUN! RUN! RUN! RUN! RUN! RUN! RUN! RUN! RUN! RUN! RUN! RUN! RUN!"

The repetition tortured Naho. 'What do you mean, Run? Why wont you shut up! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!' She was scared, confused and, once again, alone. In an attempt to shut up the voices Naho fell to the floor and screamed. "SHUT U~P!" she cried.

Suddenly voices rose from the kitchen, and she realised what she'd done, and in a blind panic, she listened to the voices. She lept up, span around, and, with an incredible amount of guilt, ran away from home. Not knowing where to, or how long for. Right now all she wanted was to be away from that dysfunctional home.

Naho was alone, without anybody by her side, and now she had no home to go to either. She sat on the same bench she'd embraced Azusa on earlier in the evening and cried, holding herself. Nobody was going to come to help.

[WOO! A bit of a step in this chapter huh? Hopefully you like where this story is going! Also I hope you're enjoying it as much as I enjoy writing it!

It's been a while since I read the manga, so my perception of the way characters act may be a bit off, but I hope you can put that to one side and still enjoy the chapters!

As always if you have any feedback please do let me know by leaving a review below! I'll be responding to any as soon as I can! Anyways, thanks for reading and hopefully you stick around for the next chapter!]