The day seemed to drag by, just like all of them had recently, so it was a major relief to leave the classroom for break.

"You going to the library again?" Hinata asked her blue eyes sparkling.

"Yeah, I have a plant I need to research for the club." He said betraying as little emotion as he had to. Minamino had recently become head of the endangered plants club and people always bombarded him with questions about certain plants to try and catch him out, on the rare occasions that they did manage it, he liked to make sure that they didn't again.

"Well then I'll come with you. I'm quite interested in this myself." Hinata said smiling slightly.

"Why don't you join the club?" Minamino asked as they were walking towards the library.

"I have other things on." Hinata replied simply. Her answer to get out of most things. Minamino rolled his eyes and held the library door open for her. They walked over to the plants section (which the club had requested so it was easy for them to find out the things they needed) and Minamino handed a book to Hinata and took one for himself.

"What are we looking up?" Hinata asked opening her book at the back to search through the index. Minamino walked over to two seats, his book already open to the right page.

"I don't think that book will have this one but you could look up 'daffodills' or 'tulips'. " She stuck her tongue out at him and he laughed. He always teased her about how little she knew of the subject and she always had the same reaction. It was one of the many questions that, no matter how many times asked, the answer would always be the same, as well as the insult.

"What's your favourite flower?" He asked in a monotone voice, momentarily forgetting all his troubles as he read about the new plant.

"Erm...Probably roses. They're very romantic." She said with a intent look. He smiled and shook his head slightly.

"You and your 'love stories'. You'll only be disapointed when you find love isn't actually like that." Another thing her always teased her about: she liked to read romance novels. She sighed whimsically and then asked, more intently, ignoring the comment:

"What's your favourite flower? You've never said before." The thought had just occured to her and he realised that he hadn't said anything about it before. He smiled broadly.

"Roses." It was all he needed to say for both of them to laugh uncontrollably for about a minute. Hinata wiped a tear from the corner of her eye.

"I suppose it's just another thing we have in common." She said with a smile and Minamino nodded. He closed his book and they went and returned them to the shelves and left the library to return to class.

"Something's been bothering you lately." Hinata said looking at Minamino with a frown. He sighed. He had been hoping that she wouldn't ask that question and now he didn't know what he could tell her that wouldn't sound crazy.

"I've just... Had lots of things on my mind." Luckily the library wasn't far from the classroom so she didn't have enough time to quiz him more before they reached the classroom.

"I'll find out later!" She said pointing at him with a determined gleam in her eyes. He sighed and relaxed into his seat. The feeling was back, but this time stronger than before. He moved slowly to straighten in his chair and it felt as if he were detached from his body, as if he had already taken over. He shifted his weight slightly and tried to keep his mask of composure.

'Not now.' He thought 'Any other time, but not now.' It felt as if the slightest of irritating things to happen would make him snap - that was what he dreaded the most. Kensuke Matsumi took up his place next to Minamino. This is what he had been dreading. Kensuke was a a stocky boy with black hair and brown eyes. He had scars all over his body and face which made the majority of people, including some teachers, scared of him. Kensuke was the type to not do any work in class or copy off his neighbours and annoy everyone around him. Minamino knew that the slightest inteference from Kensuke and he could snap. He shifted his weight slightly, angling himself away from Kensuke. Kensuke noticed this and snorted. Minamino swallowed.

"Scared are we? Wuss are we?" Kensuke whispered taunts over to him and Minamino let himself go slightly to respond:

"I haven't got time to waste on idiots like you today." Which made him feel like he was slipping away more and more with every passing second but he knew even if he reached the edge he would be able to hold on until at least after school. He hoped.

"Ooooh! Got a sharp tongue on you today." Kensuke sneered. Minamino bit his tongue and merely gave him an icy glare, perhaps he had been a little too sharp if even Kensuke noticed a difference.

"Something out of character. Something Minamino wouldn't do." He remembered the prophecy and shifted uneasily in his seat. He could still stop it. He could. He ignored most of the comments Kensuke made after that and only allowed himself to retaliate twice more each time getting a comment about sharpness or coldness even though he did try to keep that to a minimum. Finally, the school day dragged to a close and he exited the building at a medium pace which he kept up until halfway home when he stopped by the park and scanned the childrens play area. It was completely deserted. He frowned, but decided against waiting and carried on walking at a slower pace than before. He returned home to find his little brother and mother already there. As he walked in his mother smiled at him. He gave a small answering smile and walked over to the sofa where his brother was, and sat in the seat next to him.

"How was your day?" His mother asked him .

"Good. Went and researched about another plant at break." He replied trying to seem cheery so as not to worry his parent and sibling.

"Glad to hear it." His mother replied with a smile. She then went on to talk about her day and other things like schools and bills until her husband returned home from work. Then, Minamino's family sat down and ate dinner after which Minamino and his brother went up to bed. Minamino usually went to bed a little later than his brother but he had proclaimed he was tired and so he wished to go to bed at the same time as him. He then wished his parents goodnight and they both departed to their shared room to sleep.

"'Night Shuu-ni." His brother often abbreviated his name, but he didn't mind.

"Goodnight Hatanaka." He replied, then, having managed to somehow banish his troubles for a while, drifted off into an easy sleep.