OHAIYO minna-san! (i'm only writing that because i'm typing this at 1 am)

it's about time for the next part of my story!

Chapter 8:

I Don't Understand

Recap:

"I wonder what's going to happen tomorrow" kilo said, taking out her doll, mr. pretty, and changing the outfit. "how does this look?" she asked, showing me the toy, now in a black loatia dress.

"cool" I replied, turning over onto my stomach.

But our joyous silence was destroyed when a knock sounded throughout the room...

This time:

I looked up from my position on the bed over to the door. Deciding not to open it, I turned back over onto my back, ignoring the noise.

"Seijun Tenma, open the door." came a 'calm' voise from the other side of the door.

"you've got powers, and working limbs, open the damn thing yourself." I retorted, closing my eyes once more. 'it's just too much fun to mess with him, especially when you can get away fast enough to escape his wrath.'

The wood doors soon opened of their own accord, allowing a tempered kaname kuran to walk through. If looks could kill, I might have been six feet under at this moment, because for some reason, he was glaring at me. It was weird, he usually only glared when I did something stupid or chaotic, but last time I checked, I had done neither of the said.

"why are you glaring at me?" I asked bluntly, getting into a sitting position.

"where'd the blood come from tenma?" kaname asked, his voice smooth as silk, but I recognized the tone, and it wasn't good.

"wh-what blood?" i stuttered, hoping he wouldn't press the issue. I never understood why, but whenever something happened, he had first knowledge, and always came after me as soon as everything was said and done, but never once in my life, did he lift a finger to help. Sure he would talk, and get the council off my back for a few, but that was all he ever did!

"I don't see why I should tell you, you have control over everything here, why don't you ask one of your little lacky's? I don't think I should have to" I answered, waiting for his reaction. Waiting for him to come over and try to hit me, or whatever he would do to the others. But he didn't do anything, all he did was sigh!

"Please don't press my patience tenma, now is not the time for that..." kaname said flatly. I swear, what the hell's wrong with this guy!? Why isn't he pissed off at me? Is there some drug going around this place?

I looked away, focusing onto the moon, it was only a cresent now, but soon, it would become large and beautiful.

"If your not going to tell me now, I'll just come by later...good evening" kaname said, walking back out the doors.

"...tenma, are you ok?" kilo asked, walking over to my bed and sitting next to me.

"Kilo, if you could connect me to one thing, what would it be?" I asked, my gaze still focusing onto the moon.

"The moon." she replied, a half-smile crossing her features.

"why?"

"because...hm..I don't really know, but when I look at you, well your eyes more importantly, to me it's almost like staring into the moon. when your mad, I see the powerful full moon, ready for battle without anything to stop you. But in it's opposite, sometimes I see the new moon, like earlier, when you lost control, I saw it, like how the moon longs for the sun, so it can shine again, when I looked at you, in your eyes, I saw you looking for help, desperate to help him, but tenma, who helped you?"

"you wouldn't believe me if I told you" I replied, still not tearing my gaze fromt he shining moon.

"I have a toy that talks, try me" kilo said, smirking.

"This is weird, when did you become this determined or serious about something?" I asked her, finnaly turning my gaze away from outside.

"because it's bothering you, and your not letting me in. You wouldn't even tell kaname, and you used to tell him everything, you said so yourself!" she stated, moving closer, her hands on my shoulders, forcing me to look at her.

Uknown to us though, there was someone listening to every word we said.

"I don't understand" I muttered, looking at the floor, trying not to meet my friends worried eyes.

"what don't you understand?" kilo asked, pressing the question even more.

"why...why do you people care?" I asked desperatly, I don't see what they're worried over, people try to kill me all the time, why should this be any different?

Kilo stepped back, her expression a mix of surprise, shock, and to my surprise, anger. "what's wrong with you!? we're your friends, of course we care! that's what friends do! Why wouldn't anyone care?" she shouted at me, causing me to cringe ever so slightly.

"tenma, why do you think we care so much?"

"i-ichijo?" I said shakily. It felt like all the wind had been taken from my lungs, what had he heard?Did he hear everything?

"it's bothering you, isn't it?" he asked, taking another step towards me. In response, I took a step back, one word running over in my mind: Shit.

At that moment, I don't know how to explain it, my body wanted to reach out its hand, and let them know...but I supressed it. 'They wouldn't want to be bothered by something so stupid.'

"I see it again tenma" kilo said, walking closer to me, now only a few steps away.

"S-see what?" I asked, looking for a way to get out of the situation, I couldn't. I was screwed.

"the new moon..." kilo said, her gaze floating up to the window, more specificly the moon. "what's heppened to you? You used to be the person no one could beat down on, what did these people do to you? how did they force you back into the darkness?" kilo asked, reaching a shaking hand to me, which I swatted away with my own.

"I'm not worth people's concern, I'm an abomination, something that deserves death. But why, what here keeps me from it? what makes my body want to live, to defy everything and everyone?" I asked no one in particular, just happy to finally ask my question.

I once again felt gentle, warm hands being placed on my shoulders, and looking up I saw ichijo and kilo standing in front of me. "because, you know that you need no, wantto be here." ichijo said, a somewhat sad smile crossing his features.

I turned away from all of them, the world, andmyself. I turned away from it all when I let the council get to me. Why should I care? If they want a fight, I'll give them the best damn fight ever! ...but, why can't I fight? Why can't I keep from hurting them? These people that call themselves my friends, I don't deserve them.

I felt someone reach out and lighlty touch my shoulderblade. Turning around slightly, I saw kilo's tear-streaked face, her eyes filled with so much pain, and looking over to ichijo, I saw the same thing, but his was slightly different, it was like his feelings were so strong, I was being smothered by them. 'Dammit!' I cursed at myself. All i'm doing is hurting them, I shouldn't be here.

Iturned to the window, opening the glass paine, kilo said something that clearly caught my attention.

"your giving up?"

I froze.

"I never said anything about giving up!" I shouted at them.

"then why are you leaving!?" she shouted back.

"I...I need to think about a few things..." I said, my expression solemn.

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Chapter 9:

"How You See Me Is Nothing But A Lie"

Ja Ne!