AN: Aww… No reviews this time? That's ok.. I honestly don't even expect or assume that anyone is reading this in the first place. Its really my first try for an ongoing fan fiction… So I suppose we'll see how it goes? A'ight?

Oh, and suggestions are greatly appreciated in regards to POV, and etc. Anything really…

Kaede:

I couldn't hold Kohta's gaze for more than a moment at a time. Kohta…

His name seemed to echo in my mind, repeating itself a million times. Kohta…..

My childhood friend. He never cared for you… He loves Yuka

The only person I ever gave a damn about And what did he give you in return? Nothing.

The only person… The only… You being here is only causing him pain. Put him out of his misery. I felt my vectors twitch anxiously. Could I do it… could I kill Kohta?

Kill him. He lied to you all those years ago. But… But I…

He never cared about you. Yes he does… I could feel another tear running down my cheek. Kohta's hand brushed this one away aswell, and I sank to my knees, fighting the urge to cry out.

Even now, he still doesn't care. Yes he does… He's here right now…

What are you fighting for? This is who you are…

"NO ITS NOT!" I yell, clapping my hands over my ears, and curling into a ball on the rough dirt. I could hear Kohta speaking softly, but not even he… Not even Kohta… could end the voice that threatened to tear me apart. I could feel his hands touching my shoulders, almost hesitantly, as if I would fall apart. I was not weak, and somehow his being gently infuriated me.

Even now, his human nature underestimates you. You ARE weak. You don't have to be. You could prove him wrong. You could show him who the weaker of the two of you is. Embrace who you are… Diclonius… Lucy.

"I'M NOT LUCY!" I scream, my voice hollow and raw, and my weight collapses beneath me and I fall face first against the ground. Tears streamed down my face, and I let out a low noise that I didn't recongnize. I could hear Kohta, still speaking to me softly, rubbing circles into my back.

Somehow, this enraged me. I brought my vectors out, and hovered them around Kohta, who still had no idea he was in any danger.

Kill him… He betrayed you… Even now… He's only going to go back to Yuka. Just like before, he has no intention of staying with you. He's going to turn his back on you, just like everyone else. Because he is Human.

I feel my body pulsing with the raw anger… raw instinct that was overtaking me, more and more every moment.

"I can't…" I whisper, my vectors receding, if only a little.

"You can do anything, Kanae."

Kanae. He had used my name… somehow that shatters everything back into perspective, and my vectors are immediately out of sight… And I proceed to cry, heavily. My tears stain the front of his shirt, as I cry into his chest. His hand stroked my hair, and his whispered to me, but I couldn't make it out.

"What's wrong…?" He asked, his voice soft and not in the least demanding. I cough, choking on my own disgust for myself.

"I… I can't tell you." I whisper, my entire core being shattered. And he nods, not pressing it any further, unlike the Kohta I used to know. I suppose we had both changed, because the Kanae he knew… never would have broken down like this.

Of course, the Kanae he knew also wasn't a murderer. So I suppose we both had our faults in getting to know one another.

Somehow, his lips met mine, and this time I didn't resist. I wondered how many times, during those months before summer, I thought about his lips. Wondered what they would feel like against mine, but then immediately dismissed such thoughts. For who could love me?

His mouth was hardened, by desire, and I could feel his tongue prodding my lips. I tensed my arms slightly, refusing to budge my lips apart.

"Kanae…" He murmurs, giving up and kissing my hair softly. I see him wince slightly, and I crack a smile. I hadn't bathed in… about a week and a half. And when I DID bathe, it was merely using a stream I had come a crossed. I couldn't bring myself to leave these woods… because I would never… ever…be put in that lab again. "You should come back to the house with me," He murmurs, his lips grazing over my cheek.

"No." I murmur, shaking my head. I can see disappointment in his eyes, but the thought of Yuka… "I can't."

"Why not?" His eyes were wide… filled with an innocence I hadn't seen since that first summer. As he got older… Kohta grew more mature… And he lost his curiosity. And his innocence.

"Yuka." I mutter, my voice raw. I figured it best to be blunt, and I see him wince at mention of her name. After all, hadn't he just kissed her, not too long ago? I pull myself out of his arms, and stand up. "It's just not a good idea."

He nods, but his mind was working. He had the look he always got when he was trying to come up with an idea.

"I'll be back tomorrow. Promise." He murmurs, and then he leaves. And I am alone once more as he sprints to the main house.