Long time. I know. But im back... to torture you with more of my literature. I like it. i hope you do too... the next chapter's written but i gotta add smthn, so it'll be done this week, in case anyone is truly interested... hehee... i know, its not many! :D doesnt matter. end of rant.

Enjoy.

Disclaimer : come on, i dont own Wallflower. You know that, obviously.

Sunako stood by her window and watched how the clouds changed colours, tinge by tinge. The colors always amazed her. It sometimes made her question the darkness… if there are things harmless and beautiful, why avoid them? The REAL point was, in fact, that she could ponder over it as much as she liked… Noi-chi had come to chat, and she'd taken Sunako near the window, and left smiling, blushing and flustered when Takenaga had come knocking to see her. Sunako could stand there (till kingdom come, or till someone realizes she exists) or crawl painfully back. Not going to happen.

She could think about the landlady's reaction… as well as hers too. She'd been shocked when Kyohei told her about his date. Then it had come down to confusion. And maybe a little anger – which is why she'd blurted it all to Aunt. She was ashamed of herself– anger??? WHY!?

Just when she was going to talk herself out of the topic, she saw Kyohei cut the corner and walk towards her- ahhrgghhh, no – the mansion. Sunako smacked herself.

She watched him enter the gate… and also saw her Kyohei-lovestruck neighbor's dog cutely running towards Kyohei. The dog licked him all over, and Kyohei laughed, played patted and scratched the little dog (Sunako watched on, melting a little), as the neighbor walked through the gates.

"Ah, well, a new ploy to talk to him" thought Sunako.

"Ah, a new ploy to talk to me" thought Kyohei outside.

Kyohei managed to rid himself of the neighbor and dog in the politest, brightest possible way and walked on, stopping suddenly and looking up. He saw Sunako standing at her window looking at him. She blinked and – no way!- she gave a little wave…! Pleasantly surprised, he waved back, smiling only a little so as not to be "too bright".

Upstairs, Sunako was mentally torturing herself… why o why had she waved? What could have possibly made her, the creature of darkness, wave at the Bright One like that??? She wasn't supposed to be with creatures like him. She would have to work extra hard at staying away now, to repent for the last minutes.

Knock, Knock. "Come in," she sighed. Arigatou Kamisama! Someone can get me to rest. Then – Holy Crap! Its Him again. She blushed furiously as he entered, and she hated herself for it. She couldn't hate herself longer because Kyohei, chibi-fied was carrying an armload of books, all dusty and cobweb-covered.

"A-what?! Are those books? YOU are going to study?!" Sunako blurted, and couldn't stop laughing. Chibi-Kyohei looked out from underneath the books and gave her a smile (Sunako felt a drop of blood from the nose, and shut up). Which is what He wanted exactly.

"The guys and Noi are in my room playing cards. Need space to study. I'm studying here." It wasn't permission. Sunako, feeling weirder and weirder, weirdly realized she didn't mind much, she was SO bored she could do with any kinda company – she could blindfold herself into this too. She nodded (Kyohei looked AMAZED)

Kyohei looked at her for about two seconds, then looked at her leg. And it seemed to hit him. He piled up the books at the foot of her bed and went to her, and before she knew it she was in his arms, as he lifted her. Sunako's reflexes somehow jolted her into accidentally elbowing Kyohei in the chest, and he fell (saying a loud "Ow!") onto the bed, Sunako over him. He was breathing her hair, and she most probably his mud-covered sweatshirt. It wasn't too bad. Her scent, he meant. But he had to move before the blood rains begun, so he fumbled to get out…

Sunako, surprised with the fall, was stunned that she wasnt squirting blood in 360 degrees. She couldn't move,her leg was weighing her down. Kyohei was fumbling under her and managed to drag himself out… he looked a little suspicious and scared. Sunako tried to crawl up onto the bed on her own, with a little success and help from the "Bright One" she made it safely to her pillows and covers. She disappeared under them, a little ashamed and scared of what she may do or say.

Kyohei's voice came after about five seconds, along with the sounds of flipping pages. "Are you alright? If it aches, tell Oda. I'm starting now, so if you need anything, tell me now. Cuz I aint going nowhere after this." He waited, no reply.

Three hours…five....

Beep. Sunako's seemingly-almost-brand-new, but grime-covered cell rang. She couldn't believe it. No sane person talked to her on the phone (she was vicious) and now someone's calling her? She answered, it was Ipsita.

Their chit-chat continued… about the school, the history of both of them, coming horror flicks and music.

Kyohei was mildly surprised, a call on the cell…. That could only mean one person insane enough… Sweetheart. Not that it required much brains to figure that out. Sunako was looking at him right now. He began to be suspicious. Was he being talked about? "Who's on line?" he asked nonchalantly.

Ipsita was happily chatting when she heard his voice… "Oh ho, so Blondie-boy is there? I'm feeling kinda perceptive….Betcha , I can tell you exactly how he's sitting, what he's doing, what he's wearing right now, Sunako." Sunako smiled, "Try."

"Okay, so he's lazy…that means he hasn't showered, so he's in the same mud covered clothes."

Sunako, smiling, said, "Unh-uh. And?"

"If you're in your room, which you are, then he's sitting down by the foot of your bed, and has the books everywhere… even though I told him 3 books were enough. Probably borrowed from Oda-san."

Sunako, looked on, impressed. "Yeah."

"And, possibly cross legged, hand in hair, confused and frustrated. Looking at you right now. And most probably looks away when you look at him too."

The predictions came true. "What are you? Some kind of a demi-God?" Sunako asked.

"Maybe, maybe not. It s for me to know, and you, to find out… muhahaha! I can even bet he's listening even now. He's most probably going to snatch the phone from you to ask some doubts. But anyway, I gotta go now, we'll try more predictions later…!"

"Oh, alright, see you tomorrow, then?" But before anyone could cut, Kyohei was on the cell in a flash.

"Okay, Sweetheart, I know its you. I have doubts in this differentiation part. Feeling Christian?"

And Sunako was hell impressed.

Kyohei left the classroom, feeling satisfied. Even with 3 hours of sleep, hours of differentiating weird equations had paid off. He wouldn't score full, but he sure as hell wasn't going to go down infront of the Maths-dictator/teacher. He caught up with Ipsita.

"How was it?" They both said together. "You go first!" Again.

Kyohei began, "Mine was great, I skipped the 9th question. And the 12th. And I could get one or two wrong. But for my standards, this is like having 180 IQ. So thanks…thanks a lot, Sweetheart."

People passing stared when he said the nickname. "Be careful, you don't want negative publicity, now, wouldya Blondie? Mine was great. No mistakes yet. And hopefully none at all."

A voice called them from behind. "Hey Takano, Roy! Princi's calling you guys. Get there fast."

The Principal, or Princi (a new nickname) was a real eccentric. He loved odd things, doing odd things and of course, monkeys. If anyone wanted to prove humans evolved from monkeys, they shouldn't go further – he's the man… or ape?? Ah. So a visit to him was really not required – it only made a weird day weirder… So- Ipsita and Kyohei treaded carefully into his office – only to find the super-nerd of their class-Ryu, the genius Takenaga and the quiet little artist – Nana waiting already. Before they could say anything, the Princi jumped out of nowhere and informed them that their play was cancelled (everyone said a "yay!" in their hearts.) but there was a new short film contest organized by the local temple for their entire prefecture. And now, they had to win this one. They had a week to get done with it. "My suggestion – a monkey's life." (puffy-mind-boxes of the students read "yea, right".) "I give you a period off to discuss. Only a period, mind. Off you go. Twoot twoot."

Baffled, and slightly outraged, everyone got out and remained silent. They were all too different to work together. Finally,

"Ermm… I think we should go find a place to sit and talk, people." Ipsita said quietly. They did.

...

"No..No..No…NO!" Takenaga was unusually loud at denying. He didn't want to be the director.

Finally, Ipsita went : "Okay, people. I am officially taking charge of you kids. Forget it, you can agree to disagree but you have to listen to me now." Her tone was authoritative. And it was a tone that said - try and you die.

"Kyohei, you and Sunako are directors. You can convince people. Using your Light and she can use her Darkness. When she returns, obviously. And Ryu-san and Nana-chi- you're obviously with graphics, so you're very very very important there (he puffed, smiling and she blushed.). Oda-san, you're with the technical. Bring in as many when you need 'em. That leaves me to be the creative head. I own one, so that's not a problem. Has anyone got a problem with my setting?" She meant again: try saying no, and you go.

"But…" Ipsita showed her Dark-World-scary face to Ryu – He fumbled and tried again – "Umm, what are we doing exactly?" Ipsita returned to her normal self… she smiled and looked at Kyohei – who nodded back. "That's for your director to explain. I'm going to go back to Japanese. See you after school, all of you." It sounded more like an order than a statement.

"Whoa…she's a person we'd better not cross…or we'll be hanging off of one!" joked Kyohei as she was opening the door of the class they were sitting in.

"I heard that." The door closed behind her. And the team gave a wry smile… it was going to be a long week.