"Jun, get back here with my soda!"

The blonde, bright-eyed boy in question sprinted down the main hallway, and into the lunchroom. He erupted into a laughing fit with the stolen cola in hand, Gold in hot pursuit. Jun struggled to keep the beverage from spilling on the front of his shirt as Gold attempted to recapture his drink.

Gold dropped his jaw and released something similar to a roar. "Give it back, you crazy bastard!"

Jun, still highly amused with his game of keep-away, replied, "You're too slow!" laughing all the while like some deranged psycho. The chase continued this way, Gold huffing and demanding, Jun refusing and avoiding, and the two dashed about the tables with outstretched arms.

While the two moronic teenagers had found their way out the lunchroom, and into the courtyard, Green had been watching the situation escalate with bored, sleepy eyes.

"What are they up to this time?" Green shifted his eyes as he heard a voice to his right. Crystal.

"Being idiots," He said, "as usual." Crystal resisted the urge to roll her eyes as she sat down next to him. She knew that Green acted the exact same way at times.

Meanwhile, Gold had finally managed to corner Jun in the empty locker bay.

"Wow! Really want this soda, Goldie?" Jun teased.

"Just hand it over you big loon!" Gold was growing increasingly impatient with the hyperactive thief.

Jun smirked. Raising his index finger to the soda can, he flicked the side of it, allowing the clinging sound to echo slightly.

"Know what that sound means, Gold?" Gold said nothing, but flashed a confused glare.

Jun brought the can to the level of his eyes, and turned it upside down. " ."

And with that Gold brought himself down upon Jun in a seething rage.

Silver stalked through the halls of the school, eyes pointed low. No one else was around, not that he would've cared. He was too deep in thought to be concerned about something so trivial.

He couldn't stop thinking about that girl.

The one that cried into his shirt, and wrapped her arms around him. The one that seemed to plead for protection.

The one that he kissed.

Silver didn't understand what he was feeling. He just knew that he wanted to meet her again. That night, when he saved her, he had walked her home. But she seemed so tired, so Silver lead her inside the house right away. Somehow, he left without asking for her name.

Silver laughed to himself. How funny, He pondered, We don't even know each other's names.

He couldn't help but remember her smile the most. It had seemed so warm and inviting, like she had been smiling just for him. In a way, maybe she had been.

He was inside the locker bay now, watching a squabble without interest. He didn't even hear what they were saying. He didn't care.

Silver recalled the memory of their kiss with fondness. Her lips had been so soft and gentle. It had made him so happy. Silver smiled shamelessly, and walked out of the locker bay.

Crystal and Green chatted at their table, not really invested about any topic of conversation that they had come up with. As annoying as he was, they wished that Gold was there. A conversation between Gold and Green were never boring.

"Where is that idiot?" Crystal moaned.

"Still hounding after Jun, I guess." Green said with a shrug. He picked up a textbook from his pack and began scanning through the pages.

"My," Crystal stated, "it IS boring here." chuckling.

Without warning, Gold had come crashing through the double doors of the lunchroom, and began rocketing himself towards their table.

After arriving at their click, Gold found himself hunched over, and gasping for breath. He regained himself soon, however, and started grinning ear to ear.

"You're not gonna believe what I just saw!"

Silver sat in his final period class seat, waiting impatiently for the bell to ring. That girl had been dancing in his mind all day, her radiant face and pale skin, and those big brown eyes…

He didn't understand why, but somehow he knew that he needed to see her again today.

Somehow…

"Mr. Mason."

Silver shook his head and faced his teacher; Mr. Ton. He inwardly groaned, for it was that last person that he wanted to talk to today.

"I will implore you, Mr. Mason, to be more mindful of my class, and daydream on your own time." The gruff man bellowed. "If you continue to stare at my clock, I'll hold you in for detention again."

Silver said nothing but was outraged. He might be held in for something like that? Fuck this teacher!

Mr. Ton treads away from him, continuing his lecture. Silver silently begged to anything that would listen.

I need to see her…

Kotone looked at her living room clock with unease. It was 3:45. Her homeschooling with her mother had stopped an hour ago, and now she was eager to have the house to herself.

She's supposed to leave at 3:30, what is she doing? She thought hastily.

Kotone sat down in one of the armchairs, allowing her chin to rest on her hand. She had been scolded by her mother frequently today for daydreaming, but she couldn't help it. She couldn't stop thinking about him.

She blushed recalling their time together. The way he had sheltered her with his arms, protected her from danger, embraced her, every memory made her warm inside. He had made her feel so safe.

Her mother came into the room, ready to go out for her evening jog. Catching Kotone daydreaming once again, she eyed her with worry. "Sweetheart, your head has been in the clouds all day. What's the matter?"

Kotone jumped in her seat at the sound of her mother's voice, meeting her concerned gaze.

"Hmm? Nothing's wrong."

Her mother sighed. "That's good. Well, I'm off!" Her mother was about to leave, when suddenly she turned heel and went back into the kitchen. She came back with a small purse. "Here," she said, tossing it at her daughter, "I found this today. I thought you might want it."

With that, she was out the door. Kotone opened the bag and looked inside. There was a small palm mirror, a hairbrush, and a few hair ties. All things that she already had. "What mother wants me to do with this, I don't know." Said Kotone out loud, rolling her eyes.

Before she knew it, she was thinking about that boy again. As she dozed off in her chair, Kotone remembered their kiss. It had been so wonderful for her… soft, gentle, sweet. Even so, she didn't fully understand why her heart ached for him this way. She didn't even know his name.

Please, just let me see him again, just once more…

Kotone jumped again at the sound of the bell. Shaking her head once, she went to answer the door, the purse still in her hands.

She unlocked the set of triple locks on the door and slowly swung it open.

She almost jumped a third time when she saw who was there.

Silver's heart skipped a beat when he saw her open the door for him. It had taken a while to find the house, seeing as how it was dark the last time he came here, but it would be worth it to see her again.

She gasped quietly, and her brown eyes widened slightly. He didn't say anything, he was too afraid to.

The girl parted her lips, as though she wanted to speak but was unable to as well.

It went on like this in silence for minutes, until Silver thought he might go mad. He jabbed out his arm and recoiled. "I…uh…"

Silver froze when he noticed the girl suddenly smiled at him. She gently took his outstretched hand in hers and grasped it lovingly.

Silver regained himself as she began to speak. "I… don't think that we've introduced ourselves yet." She said.

Calm and collected once more, Silver grasped her hand tightly. She proceeded with her introduction, despite his nervousness.

"My name is Kotone…" She gasped, avoiding his eyes.

Silver stopped breathing. At last, he knew her name. And it was so beautiful that he almost couldn't stand it.

"Kotone…" He whispered. "Mine is…Silver."

Kotone hushed. "Silver…"

Silver and Kotone had been sitting together on the front lawn for quite some time. Silver would ask her about her wounds, which Kotone said were doing much better. Kotone would ask him about his school, which Silver described as being distasteful.

They talked about things that were safe. Things like hobbies, or things that they did often.

Eventually, it seemed like they had run out of things to say. For at least five minutes, they lay on the lawn without a single exchange of words.

At last Kotone seemed to reach her limit. "You don't… have to stay here…" Silver jerked his head to the side to face her. She seemed so forlorn. "If you don't… want to."

She turned to face him when she felt his hand grab hers. His eyes seemed keen on holding onto hers. "What is it?" She asked.

In barely a whisper, he tried to say something. When she repeated her question, he had found himself lost in her eyes again. "You keep staring at me…"

After gathering the courage, he managed to speak.

"Your eyes… are really pretty."

Kotone smiled softly. "You think so?"

Silver stretched up, looking away from her happy stare. He didn't say anything to her.

"Because I like yours more."

He turned his attention back to her now, hopeful, but confused. "Huh?"

"They're just so… perfect for you." Kotone smiled warmly at him.

This made Silver slightly annoyed. His eyes were dim, as though devoid of sympathy. They were lifeless unless he was glaring. Nothing but a pair of dull, grey orbs. In a word, they were boring. Little smartass…

Raising an eyebrow, he took her hat and pulled it right over her eyes. "There," he spoke, "now you don't have to look at them." He turned his back to her in a somewhat apathetic manner.

Kotone wasn't fazed. She allowed the hat to fall to the ground and inched her way back towards him. When she was beside him, she took his chin in her hand and brought it sideways to face her again.

"I really do like them, Silver. Look…" She brought out a small palm mirror from her mother's bag and opened it. Silver peered down at his own image, disgusted by what he saw.

Kotone was hopeful. "See?"

"See what?" Silver asked with dejection.

"Your eyes!" She squeaked. "Don't you like them, too?"

Silver could only frown. Kotone seemed disappointed, but it didn't halt her optimism. She lifted her gaze from the tiny mirror and looked into Silver's eyes again. Smiling, she began, "Well, I love your eyes."

Silver turned to her, meeting her with his full attention. "Why's that?" He asked her.

Kotone smiled wider. "Because they're nice to look at," she paused, softening her grin and locking stares with him. "They're such a pretty silver color. It's befitting!"

Silver couldn't believe what he was hearing. Silver-color? Befitting? She must be crazy. The thought made him chuckle a bit. "Eyes aren't silver." He corrected, "Eyes are brown, hazel, blue, green, grey, even purple, but not silver." The teen spoke to her as though she was a child who couldn't understand a concept well. "Mine are grey."

Kotone shook her head. "Well, I say that they're silver, Silver." She winked and stuck out her tongue playfully. Silver raised an eyebrow, "Oh, so I suppose everyone else I've met was wrong, hmm?"

Kotone smiled warmly. It sent shivers down Silver's spine. She placed her petite hands over Silver's larger, rougher ones. As she inched her way towards him, she looked into his face, smiling that angelic smile of hers. Sliver felt like his heart might stop. With a gentle sigh, Kotone spoke.

"Maybe everyone else could use a change of perspective."

M'kay, so APPARENTLY I have to re-insert the transitional lines when I copy-paste the chapters into the documents. Just gonna type in a series of dashes here… Annnnnnnd it's gone. -_-

And now my other chapters look stupid. Joy.

LOOK , I'M TRANSITIONING. HAHA. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Anyway, thank you for those that reviewed! Infact, thank you if you didn't review, too. :3 Till' next time~