"Sousuke," she shook him, "time to wake up."

He slowly opened his eyes, "Not if you look like that," he kissed her neck, "Why don't we just skip today? We've missed a lot anyway."

"No," she pushed him away, "Time for school," she rolled out of bed, "I, I don't think it's a good idea for us to sleep together anymore…"

He glared at her, "No!"

"Will you let me finish," she snapped, "Maybe we shouldn't sleep together during the school week."

She threw his shirt at him. He pouted as he put it on. She pulled on her school uniform. He watched her leave the room. A moment later he smelled food cooking. His lips began to moisten. There were two things in this world that he'd come to love: Chidori and Chidori's cooking. He scrambled to put on the rest of his clothes then fumbled into the kitchen. She smiled and placed a plate in front of him as he sat at the table. He dug in as she sat across from him. She laughed as he chugged his orange juice.

She walked over and straddled him, "Mister Sagara, you don't seem very alert this morning. If you aren't careful someone may take advantage of you."

"What about not sleeping together," he asked.

She kissed his cheek, "I'm not gonna sex you up right now baby."

He gripped her waist, pulling her down on his hardening manhood, "Why Chidori, are you blushing? What's wrong? You're getting awfully red," he teased.

She pushed herself off of him, "Don't touch me," she slapped him in the face then gripped her head, "NO! get away from me! Leave me alone," she whimpered.

He gripped her shoulders, "Chidori? Chidori look at me! What's wrong," he shook her as they sank to the floor.

Her eyes widened in horror, "He's going to kill me," she whispered.

"Leonard," he pulled her into him, holding her close, "He's not gonna get you. I promise he won't get you."

She sobbed into his shirt. He comforted her as best as he could. After a few minutes she finally calmed down and finished eating. They grabbed their book bags and left. She wouldn't let him hold her hand as they walked. Kyoko met up with them in front of the school. She noticed something was off with the two of them. She looked at Chidori who looked totally normal. Then she looked at Sousuke. Aha there it was, in his eyes. He was looking at Chidori with…love. When had this happened? Kyoko looked back at Chidori, who was glancing back at Sousuke, returning his loving gaze with one of her own. Come to think of it…they never usually came to school together. Were they involved? He came up behind Chidori, placing his hand on her lower back.

"I'll walk you to your locker," he whispered, "If you'd like that is."

She blushed, "No that's okay. I'll just see you in class. Don't get into any trouble."

She pulled Kyoko and walked away, leaving him standing there confused. He knew she wasn't one to display personal information but did this mean them being together was on the down low. Unless she didn't consider them boyfriend and girlfriend, just lovers. He took a deep breath then headed for his locker. He inspected it, nothing appeared to be tampered with. Inside he found a bento along with his shoes. There was a note on top. He opened it.

I packed some leftovers for you, I figured we'd share my lunch or buy something but that you'd still be hungry because you're a growing boy. You seemed to like it last night so I hope you still think it's as yummy as I think you are. I love you.

Chidori

He smiled to himself, she must have packed it last night while he was in the shower and left it in the microwave. He put his shoes on then headed for class, placing the bento in his bag. He sat beside her after entering the class, draping his arm around her hip. She was surprised that he was being so open with his affection. She looked at him but let it go. Kyoko smiled, so they were lovers. He pointed to something in her text book, asking her to explain it to him. She shook her head but explained. He moved to his regular seat behind her as the teacher entered the room. She found it harder to concentrate with him sitting behind her now. All she wanted to do was talk to him and laugh with him. She smiled at the thought of lunch. Then she'd be able to spend time with him instead of learning.

He pushed his desk next to hers, "Thank you for the bento."

She blushed, "You're welcome. I'm gonna go get some rolls. The other bento is in my bag if you want to get it out and start eating."

He nodded and watched her leave the room. He began to set up their lunches when Kyoko pulled a chair up in front of him.

"Sushi," she smirked, "She never makes sushi. And all this rice, with veggies. She even made you one of your own," she looked at him, "So you two are involved."

"We're friends," he shrugged, "She's just being nice."

He looked at the clock, she'd been gone for a while. It usually didn't take this long to get rolls and her pastry. Something bad must have happened. He excused himself and walked out into the hallway. He heard voices when he reached the bottom floor. Chidori was leaning against the wall. Tsubaki had one hand on the wall and the other on his hip. His thumb was rubbing in a circular motion. Chidori was holding hers and Sousuke's food in her hands. She looked very uncomfortable and this made Sousuke both jealous and pissed off. He was sent over the edge when Tsubaki moved his hand to her lower back and pulled her into him. Sousuke ran at him, landing a blow to his face. Chidori watched as he staggered backwards. Sousuke gripped her waist, pulling her into him.

"Don't put your hands on my girl again," he snarled.

He pulled Chidori with him, "Jealousy doesn't look good on you," she lowered her head, "But thank you. I would have down something but my hands are kind of full. Did you start eating?"

"No," he looked down and smiled at her, "I didn't want to start without you. Oh," his eyes widened, "good, you got plain rolls. It will go great with the curry."

She laughed, "So simple."

They entered the room and took their places. She passed him his plain rolls and they began to eat. She pulled out her notebook, explaining the Japanese literature to him for the thousandth time. He just never seemed to understand it. But after the way he'd lived it couldn't be helped. His social skills were improving greatly. She figured it was because he cut down on working hours with Mithril. Or maybe it had to do with him finally expressing his emotions. She laughed, maybe it was pent up sexual frustration that had made his so uptight. Either way he was much better now and that was all that mattered to her. She loved her Sousuke, both the military freak and the normal guy. She leaned over and kissed his forehead. He grabbed her hand under the table and squeezed it. He was thrown out of his seat from a punch in the face.

He looked up at Tsubaki, his eyes filled with rage. He stood up and tackled him, slamming them both into the ground. Tsubaki rolled on top of him, hitting Sousuke in the face a few times. Chidori tried to pull him off along with Kyoko but got pushed away. This infuriated Sousuke, who quickly turned the tables, slammed Tsubaki repeatedly into the ground them punched his face. Chidori looked in horror at the enraged Sousuke. She tried to grip his arm and pull him back but it didn't work. She tried again, causing Sousuke to turn around and hit her. She fell to the floor, gripping her cheek. Sousuke's eyes widened when he realized what he'd done. She got up and ran out of the room. He followed her, leaving Tsubaki bleeding on the floor.

"Chidori," he gripped her arm, "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to…"

She slapped him across the face, "What is the matter with you?"

He looked down, "I'm sorry, I lost control. Forgive me…I just, he hit you and I lost it plus my past. I was thinking about…"

She looked at him, "How what," she said sarcastically, "How you used to have to fight to the death for food?"

"Yes," his voice was low.

"Sousuke," she whispered, "I, I'm sorry. I didn't know and that was so disrespectful of me."

She pulled him into her.

He buried his face in her neck, "You didn't know. I should have had better control."

She pulled away, "Let's get you to the nurse."

He nodded and followed her. He was so ashamed of himself. He never lost control of himself like that before. And he never wanted her to know anything about his past. Yet he knew by telling her this he'd have to answer questions at some point. His past was something he didn't want to relive and he didn't want her to be scared away from him. She loved him for who he was now. How could she ever love who he was then as well.