Okay! Here is the second Chapter! Enjoy!
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Satoshi walked out of the small room ignoring the yell of "Don't be late tomorrow! And tell Krad to get his sorry butt in here!" After today, Satoshi was never coming back. Ever. He could hunt him down for all he cared. He. Was. Not Coming. Back.
"Satoshi? You okay?" a boy with bright red eyes and hair asked, a look of concern apparent on his face. Satoshi only nodded.
"You look like a truck ran you over. What did they tell ya' you were crazy as the rest of us?" the blond next to the red head said with a smirk.
"Krad!!" the blond-Krad- received a sharp punch to the gut form the smaller read-head.
"Ow, Daisuke! What the hell!" Krad rubbed his stomach.
Satoshi bowed his head at his friend's antics. "…home…" he whispered, he just wanted to leave.
At his words Daisuke and Krad stopped there fighting to look at him.
Daisuke grabbed his back pack and looked to Krad with asking eyes.
"Let's get out of here before he realizes we're gone." Krad said picking up his bag as well.
"KRAD!!" a yell came from inside the adjacent room.
"Run for it!" Daisuke grabbed Satoshi's hand and bolted, Krad fallowing close behind.
"DAMN IT! GET BACK HERE!" The yelling continued behind them, but Satoshi was paying little attention. He just wanted out of there.
"Hey I thought shrinks weren't supposed to yell!" Krad called back, enjoying the torment he brought to the older man.
Reaching the elevator, Daisuke pushed Satoshi in before him. "Hurry up, Krad!" he called.
Krad came sliding in, the rubber on his shoes trying to get a sturdy surface to hold on to, and collapsed laughing while the doors shut on a non-to-happy shrink with bight purple hair.
After a few minutes Krad stop laughing and groaned.
"What? Didn't get a chance to punch him?" Daisuke asked handing over a stick of gum over to him and Satoshi.
"Yes, but that's not what's wrong. Tomorrows gonna be a bitch." He ran a hand though the blond locks that had fallen from his hair tie.
"We don't have to go." Satoshi was leaning up against the side of the elevator. Krad and Daisuke look at him with shock.
"Are you sure? You're the one who always thinks we should go." Daisuke looked into his eyes. "Did something happen today? "
"I'm just sick of coming. It's a waste of time." Satoshi said with a cold and even voice, looked away, the movement causing hair to fall in front of his eyes.
"Cool by me." Krad shrugged on the ground.
"Now the question is how to avoid the cops when it's reported you didn't go to therapy." Daisuke asked looking straight at Krad.
Krad raised a finger and pointed it at Daisuke. "Don't give me that look; they will come after both your asses too ya know. I'm not the only one here on court order."
Satoshi laugh a silent laugh, glad to be around his friends for the time being.
"Would anyone come here if not on court order?" Daisuke asked.
"Only house wives." Krad laughed.
The doors opening snapped the three out of their musings.
"YOU THREE! STOP!" The shrink was standing on top of the stairs, glaring as if to freeze them in the steps.
"Nevah!" Krad yelled back pushing both Daisuke and Satoshi out of the elevator and began running.
Speeding out of the building, Krad grabbed his bike from behind the bushes, while throwing Daisuke's and Satoshi's helmets to them as the climbed on the back. Starting the small motor and throwing a knowing smirk back at the shrink, Krad pressed hard on the gas and took off into traffic.
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Krad stopped the motor in front of a small abandon house. "Home, sweet home." He said with a smile. Walking his bike into the poorly made garage, Daisuke and Satoshi walked into the house.
Inside was nothing to look at. A small table next to the window held a radio, with a few board games pilled up next to it. Standing next to it was a book case, with books and random nick-knacks the group liked.
Pushed against the opposite wall was an old couch with a blanket throw hazardly over it. Over the couch a picture hung. It was old and faded, but you could still make out the three smiling people in the picture. Daisuke and Satoshi where being held up in the air by a much taller Krad.
Daisuke walked over and turned the small radio on and began looking for a station he liked. Krad walked into the room and looked Satoshi over once with hard eyes.
"You," He said pointing to the small bluenett. "Get some sleep; you look like death warmed over. Well wake you when you have to leave. And you," Turning to face Daisuke. "Come with me, I need a helper monkey." Krad ducked as a rock was thrown his way by the short redhead.
Satoshi nodded his response and made his was to the couch. Pulling the blankets over his body, hoping for an undisturbed sleep.
Yea, yea, yea, I know it's short as all hell, and overly late. I'm sorry, I've been busy. I'll update again soon, and I do mean soon and not in 20 years. So there's no need to send the rabid story monkeys after me.