Authors note: Hi people! We had a snow day today… but we haven't gotten even an inch of snow… But we're supposed to get 15 to 20 cm… and my boyfriend has to drive back from Montreal, so I'm slightly worried and distracted but I hope this chapter is still really good! Also I'm really sorry for the wait! A month and a day is a really long time * sigh *. On with the story!

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Melanie Swirls!

Title: One friend

Chapter Three: Jealousy

Warning: Live without warning (Awww green day), Almost Rape, Cussing, OOC-like anger

Lone sat on his bed and stared at his girlfriend/best friend, Kinky, who was sitting in the on the other one that was across the room. She was eating strawberries while simultaneously trying to read said starring boy's mind. She had gotten the idea from one of the books she had just finished about a girl who found her soul mate and knew it was meant to be because she could read his mind.

Now at the moment, the dirty blonde headed girl was as frustrated as can be because she, unlike the girl from the book, could not read her lover's mind.

"Is Kinky-kun alright?" the 13 year old boy said as he got up and walked across the room so he was closer to the girl of the same age.

"No, I'm not alright! Why wont this work? The book said you just had to be meant for this person for it to work!" She screamed in frustration as she threw a pillow against the wall, an act of violence, –which like every other act of violence – was completely uncommon for the girl.

The black haired boy pushed a stand of curly hair out of the girl's rounder face before tentatively kissing her on her plumper pink lips. "Perhaps Kinky-kun was not meant to read minds," He proposed, hoping it would make her feel better but she just let out a rather loud sigh before standing up.

"Are you coming, L? I want to see if I'm able to read anybody's mind at Whammy's, because then I will know who I'm meant to be with." She decided as he stretched her hand towards the panda eyed boy. Said boy grabbed the hand and let the blonde drag her out of the room.

The blonde dragged the boy around Whammy's for over 2 hours before she met Yesterday.

"You're thinking of your mother. She was a brunette- just like you- and she died in a car accident." Kinky had stated the minute she saw the tall boy who was a few years older then them.

Lone's heart skipped a beat.

"How the hell did a pretty girl like you know that?" Asked the boy as he grabbed Kinky's hands and pulled her so that she was sitting beside him on the couch with his arm around her small frame. Kinky squirmed a bit but made no attempt to move it.

"Well, I read a book about a girl who could read the thoughts of the boy she was meant to be with, so I'm guessing that this is the case for everyone and that the people who can't read the thoughts of their so-called lover aren't really meant to be, so I was going around Whammy's trying to read people's thoughts when I found that I had the ability to read yours," She explained as she smiled softly and moved a few strands of curly hair out of her face.

"So you're meaning to tell me that a gorgeous babe like you is meant to be with me? Well let's test this theory." Said the cocky boy as he grabbed the blondes face in between his hands and kissed her straight on the lips.

Lone stared wide-eyed (or at the very least, more wide-eyed then usual) at the two before blinking. Anger was flowing through his veins. He couldn't believe what just happened actually happened, yet it was so obvious it did.

"Mmm. I can see why you think we're meant to be. Babe, you're a pretty good kisser. So what's your name?" Asked Yesterday as he twirled a few strands of Kinky's hair absentmindedly. "Kinky. I'm pleased to meet you, Yaron." The blonde girl said, saying his real name without batting an eyelash, and he just smiled before putting a finger to his lips and telling her to call him Yesterday.

While this exchange was happening, Lone was starring. His hatred for the boy with brown hair was growing little by little and jealousy was consuming his mind, and after a few moments of filling this way and questioning his relationship with Kinky, he stormed off, running to his room where he was hoping he'd be allowed to hide for the rest of eternity.

Days past and Lone hadn't left his room. Quillish Whammy had attempted numerous times to get him out of his room, but he just blatantly refused. He was not leaving his room for all he'd end up seeing would be Kinky and that idiotic excuse for a human. He knew he was starving himself and that he was eventually going to die, but he was still so angry that he wasn't hungry. He was eating his own anger.

After the fourth day though, Lone has crept out of his room. He had realized that if he didn't get real food in his stomach he was going to end up killing himself, and he didn't want that to happen, so he walked out his room tentatively and walked towards the dining room but stopped when he heard a familiar voice whine in protest.

"But I don't want to! Yester' stop!"

"Aw, don't worry babe, it'll just hurt a little bit the first time, but it's great after that."

"I said no!"

Lone realized what was happening and started walking towards the voices. A million thoughts running through his head and all of the anger he had felt over the past few days resurfacing.

He reached the end of the hall and tried to take in the scene.

His beloved Kinky-kun was pinned under Yesterday's body and said idiot's hands were under the blondes shirt as she tried her best to get him off of him. The scene itself was disgusting, but it made the man we know as L today punch the other boy's face. Nobody was allowed to do this to anybody, but it was so much worst when it was with Kinky.

"You will remove your body from Kinky-kun's this instant." The black haired boy said as he advanced on the older one, with hatred burning in his eyes.

"Hey man, chill out, she's ain't your girl, the babe's mine." Said the older boy in a possessive tone as he slipped a hand into the girl's pants.

"Remove you're hands from Kavindra-kun's body now," Said the panda eyed boy as he walked over and ripped the two apart before dragging the brown haired boy and slamming his lean body against a wall.

"Fuck, kid, I swear to fucking god you're gonna' get killed the minute I get my hands on you!" Shouted Yesterday angrily as he held the back of his head. Lone delivered a kick to his stomach before walking over to the blonde, picking her up bridal style and carrying her to his bedroom.

"How'd you know my real name?" Asked the blonde as he carried her their, her voicing cracking after every word.

The boy shrugged softly before saying, "Perhaps from the same way Kinky-kun knew his name." And the girl in his arms smiled weakly before shutting her eyes.

"Kinky-kun?"

"Yes, L?"

"Never make what has happened the last few days reoccur,"

The girl smiled again, before wrapping her arms around the black haired boy, "I promise,"

Authors Note: So okay, it's not exactly um normal to get over getting almost raped that quickly, I know, however it's going to come back in at a later time, and so will Yesterday. Now I understand that the almost rape topic could turn some people off, and I'm prepared for that, but I thought the idea would add an air of realisticness to the story, so yeah. Also, isn't Yesterday a jerk? And Kinky's real name actually means "poet," lol interesting right? Please Review!

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Melanie Swirls!