I knew it.

The moment I stepped into the school, all eyes were looking at me, my bandaged leg, specifically.

I hate being famous. Or infamous.

I get mixed up between those two. Half of them call me famous, the other half calls me infamous. I don't know where I lie myself though.

I sighed and walked in the classroom. The bustling classroom suddenly turned eerily silent when I stepped in. I sighed again and walked over to my seat, slipped my headphones on, put my hands around my head, and slept until Toriumi came in to take the roll call. Once she finished, I slept again until school ended, almost missing lunch, fortunately, I didn't. Damn, why did Mitsuru have to force me to go to school even if I came back to the dorm? I hate it when people stare at me for hours and rumoring about it, reminds me why I got headphones. I was about to go back to the dorm only to find Hiro waiting for me at the school gates.

"Yo, Minako." Hiro greeted. "Yaku says he wants to meet with us after school. We should get going, it seems quite important."

"Are you sure you're not just waiting for Mitsuru?" I asked innocently. While Hiro was still frozen in place with a red face, I went ahead to the branch, with Hiro running behind me to catch up. We went in the building and was greeted by Yaku.

"Hey! One day no see!" Yaku shouted. "Hey Little Minako! Do you have 'that'?"

I took what he wanted out my schoolbag and tossed it to him. "Why do you want it?"

"Just making a replica of it, just in case." Yaku said. "Don't worry, you'll get it back in three days."

I raised an eyebrow. "You can make a replica of that in three days?"

"Hey, you're talking to a master craftsman here." Yaku shouted as he walked in another room. "You can go now! That's all that I wanted to ask you of for now! Come back in three days! Don't forget that!"

"Okay! Fine with me!" I shouted back and walked back to the dorm with Hiro. It was evening when I came back. Time flies so fast.

…

I take back that last sentence.

…

The next three days were too boring to even start to describe. We didn't go to Tartarus, maybe S.E.E.S did and leaving me out, since of my severed leg that I have to take care of. And school wasn't getting that better anyways, everybody kept staring at me. I don't care that much, but at least the teachers did, because the students weren't paying attention. And now the principal called me to his office. I wonder why.

"Hello, Minako-chan." the old principal of the school said.

I grinned, no one can hate this old and gentle-looking principal. "Hello."

The principal smiled. "I guess you know why you've been called in?"

I sighed. "I guess so. I'm sorry that I didn't come a few days ago! I was sick, I'm sorry!"

"That's not it, Minako-chan." the principal said gently. "I am worried about the condition of your leg. How did you receive that injury?"

I knew it. This was what he was trying to find out. And if he knew that he was correct, I would be kicked out off the school. I'm not going to have that.

"Oh, I was cooking the other day, and the knife had cut my leg accidentally." I said, looking away with pretend guilt. "I'm sorry if I was worrying you."

"Oh no, it's okay." the principal muttered. "I thought it was something else…"

"I'm sorry, but I'm not the person like what the students have rumored about!" I lied with sudden ferocity that had shocked the principal. "I'm just a normal girl who has lost her parents and came here to study!"

"O-Oh, I'm sorry, Minako-chan." The principal said. "It was wrong of me to judge you that way. I'm sorry. Please go back to your classroom."

I walked out of the principal's office and went back to my classroom. I walked back to my seat and slept for the whole day as well.

After school, I met up with Hiro again and walked back to the branch. I sat on the swivel chair and faced the two.

"Hey, Little Minako!" Rekka shouted as he came back from the other room with the item that he had borrowed from me three days ago. He tossed it to me. "Here you go! Yaku finished it yesterday, so the replica's set and ready to go if needed. I sure hope it isn't."

I gently placed the item in my bag. "Me too. But if it does come, then I guess we can't avoid it. I'm sure it'll come though."

Hiro gasped and pointed a finger at me. "Don't jinx it!"

I sighed. "Sometimes, I wonder why you're so childish even if you're a genius." I muttered, I swiveled my chair so that my back would face Hiro and Rekka. "And then I think of how impossible it is to have Mitsuru-senpai as your girlfriend. …And I'm hoping that this isn't reality…" I shook my head.

"…" Hiro and Rekka stared at me. "You're cruel, Little Minako."

I swiveled my chair again to face them. " I thought I'm supposed to be cruel." I looked around the room. "Yaku's on a request?"

Rekka nodded. "For a days now…" he whispered. "I hope that nothing bad happens to him…"

Just a second after Rekka had said that, the door swung open.

"Hey…"

"What the-WHAT THE FUCK? YAKU! YAKU!"

…

"…DAMN IT! WHAT THE FUCK? WHY NOW?"

"…It's not your fault."

"IT IS! NO MATTER HOW YOU LOOK AT THE PROBLEM, IT IS MY FAULT!"

"…"

"…I'm sorry, but I can't drag anyone else into this any longer, not even any of you. This is my fault, and I'm going to fix it."

"Wait-"

"Tell everyone to wait for two days. Tell them that I'm going to be away, visiting my relatives. Take care of them for me."

"…"

…

"Hello?"

"It's me. I'll take up your offer."

DLWolf: Nyehehehehehe, me and my love of cliffhangers. Oh well, I guess that can't be helped. And sorry for the lack of writing here! I just really wanted to make a cliffhanger. And thanks for all the favorites, alerts, and reviews! I really appreciate it, and I hope I'm not making my OCs picture-perfect, I'm trying hard not to, like most encounters with death…

Yaku: …

DLWolf: Oh hey there, master craftsman! I thought you were supposed to be dead! …Or half-dead… or…

Yaku: …Don't make this any worse that it actually is.

DLWolf: …Fine. But do the disclaimers, since you might die the next chapter, which would result you in not coming ever again, I haven't decided yet though.

Yaku: Disclaimers: DarknessLightWolf does not own P3P/P3 and any of the characters in it.

DLWolf: Thank you very much, Yaku. I made up my mind, you're going to die later.

Yaku: *Picks up deadly boomerangs* …You said something?

DLWolf: N-NO! Nothing! Just kidding! Anyways, fly7angel, I can't play Trauma Team since I don't have a Wii, but I did play Trauma Center :), although it's not the same thing, so yeah. ledah13, it's okay, but this story is going to get bloody in the upcoming chapters, not yet though, it'll get better later :).

Yaku: …Are you going to add me with blood?

DLWolf: Yes, and that's unavoidable since I'm going to write it no matter what you do. Anyways, please keep on reviewing, no insults please! I really appreciate the reviews! And thanks for reading this! Until we meet again!