~So I have updated! Sorry if there's grammar mistakes. When I copy and paste to fanfiction it spaces my words and kind of messes with the lettering I have no idea why though...~

Disclaimer: I am not Oh! Great. Wish I was, but sadly no.

~I need to write more. Almost at the end of how far I've written o.O~

I wake up. I don't know my name. I don't know where or who I am. I am just here. I don't know who's navy blue sheets these are. I want to know who's white ceiling that is. I hear a sniff beside me.
My memory comes flooding back. I blink. The pain invades me. I hurt all over. My leg throbs horribly. The light from my window hurts my head even worse as it pounds dully. I turn my head to look at who's beside me. Pain snaps through my neck.
Its Senritsu.
"Why the fuck are you here?" I ask blandly.
She pins me with an unbelieving look.
"Have you no idea what happened to you!?"
"I know what happened, so why the fuck are you here?"
"Agito, he knocked you out. This is abuse! How can you let this happen!?"
"Why don't you stay the fuck out and mind your own business!"
"It is my business!"
"The fuck it is! You clean! That's it! So do your damn job and stop getting attached princess!"
She sits back like I slapped her. Her eyes meet mine and I'm haunted by what I see there. Her eyes are flat, dull. The eyes of one who has seen too much. Her electric eyes so bright they looked like they glowed, have no life. I don't get it.
"The door is on the other side of the room, not my face" I say coldly.
She gets up, dead eyed, and leaves. She stops by the door.
"I'm sorry"
The door shuts quietly.
The whisper was a heartbroken one. What is she blaming herself for what happened to me? Dumbass. But I know its deeper than that. I saw that blackness in her eyes. That rage that lurked underneath its depths. The black of sadness. Just like how me and Akito were tied together, I could see her standing on top of the blackness. Cuts covered her body, a bright red.
I shove the thought out of my head. I focus on my body instead. I try to move my leg. It moves, but pain shreds up my thigh. I sit up. A wave of dizziness hits me and I almost fall back down. I grit my teeth against the pain, and get out of bed. I almost collapse.
The door opens and Akito comes in. He leans against the wall and stares at the floor in silence. I struggle to the door. I pause to catch my breath. I've broken out in a cold sweat. I feel nauseuos and exhausted.
"Why are we shoving her out of our lives?" Akito whispered.
"High-class doesn't belong here!" I grit out before opening the door and going to the bathroom.
The shower I take burns my skin to numbness. Its on straight hot water, no cold. Cuts and bruises are covering me, the one on my thigh, the worst. I figure I have a mild concussion. I get out of the shower. The movement is too much. I vomit in the toilet. My body won't stop trembling. I step out in the hallway, heading to my room. Someone comes up the stairs, but I pay no attention.
"Jesus Agito, stop!" its Senritsu.
"Go the fuck away" I force out.
"I don't care if you hate me for the rest of your life, I am helping you" she comes over and slings my arm over her shoulder.
I can't help it. I sag onto her, but also try to pull away. She keeps a grip on my arm and helps me into my room.
"You don't have to fucking dress me too" I snap.
"I was not even planning that you can dress yourself. I will be back up here in a second so you better hurry" she leaves the room.
Cussing, I grab sweatpants and a white T-shirt.
Why the hell does this dumb bitch keep helping me? Its so fucking annoying. Doesn't she have anything else better to do? Dumbass.
She walks back in without a word.
"What the hell? What if I was getting dressed!?"
"That's just too bad isn't it? Good thing you weren't getting dressed" she walks over and hands me a glass of water and some pills.
"What's this shit?"
"This," she holds up the water, "is called water. You drink it. And these are pills to make the swelling and pain go away."
"Why the hell should I believe you?"
She throws her hands up in exasperation.
"When will you understand!? I'm not out to kill you dammit! I want you better! Not everyone in this world is trying to kill you Agito! These pills are to help! Not drug you, or make you pass out! HELP! This is just water! The basic and best thing to drink! Water! Not poisonous or dangerous! Now take your goddamn medicine or I swear to God I will force it down you!" she snaps.
I say nothing. I take the medicine when she offers it to me, but I toss it across the floor.
"I don't need medication to help me" I brush off.
Cold water douses my head as she empties the glass's contents on my head. Looking straight at me, she throws the glass on the floor. It shatters all across the floor. Shards of glass cut her legs and one gets me in the cheek. Our eye contact never wavers.
"What? You think because you clean and broke a glass, and I don't yell at you half the time that you're my friend? You think some high-class princess like you could ever fit in with me? You think your better huh?" I jeer.
She blinks at me. Its that look again. The pale eyed one.
"Is that what you think?" she asks softly.
"Where the hell am I supposed to sleep? You ruined my sheets" I complain.
"My mother was a drug addict. I never knew my dad. She married my step father. He takes care of me, and just happens to have money. You wanna know where I was born? In a whore house! I was sick as a child! I had no parents! My mom died a year ago! She overdosed in our bathroom! I found her dead! And you wanna know the worst part!? She never loved me! She told me how much she hated me all the time! She beat me and everything Agito! I am NO high-class person! I was born in trash from trash! Don't you dare call me a princess!" her voice was screaming at the end.
"And whether you like it or not, I'm sticking around. You are my friend whether you want that or no understand! Now I'm getting more aspirin and you're taking it dammit!" her voice was more controlled at the end.
"I didn't want your fucking life story" I grumble.
"Well that's just too fucking bad now isn't it?" she says sweetly.
She slams the door on the way out.
I hear her words echoing in my head.
And you want to know the worst part!? She never loved me!
I was trash born in trash from trash!
That's the thing. She wasn't trash. She was just like me actually. And I certainly wasn't trash.
The door opens and she walks in.
"Ouch! Dammit I forgot I broke the goddamn glass. Now my legs are cut up. Thanks asshole" she grumbles.
"Your the dumbass who broke it" I point out.
"Shutup"
"You shutup bitch"
"Don't tell me what to do asshole"
"Fuck you whore"
"Fuck off dick"
"Getting quite the cusser over there aren't we princess?"
She gives me a black look.
"Don't call me that"
"Your majesty"
"Agi-kun knock it off"
I give her a dark look.
"Bitch don't start"
She grins triumphantly. She gives me the medicine which she makes sure I take. Which I emphasize the sure. She leaves, taking the glass with her, promising a broom and dry sheets. I get new clothes. A navy blue T-shirt with a band on it and black pants. She sweeps the hardwood floor of mine and tosses me the sheets. I put them on quickly, just wanting to make the headache go away and sleep. She leaves again, shutting the door. I laid down, and blacked out within seconds.

Senritsu
As soon as I shut the door to Agito's room I breathe out a long sigh of relief. To be honest I wasn't planning on sharing my life story with him either, it kind of just spilled out and happened to make him take the goddamn medicine. The re-cap of my life dug up unwanted memories and images.
Like my mother on the tile floor when I found her. I don't remember what happened that day, or why I bothered going in the bathroom. I don't know why I didn't check to make sure she was alive. I just called my step-dad and told him she was dead. That was it.

Agito
I wake up to blackness. I lay there for a few seconds before I shoot straight up.
Why the hell am I still here!? If I don't get to the fucking station Kaito will nail me to the goddamn wall!
I step out of bed. My headache's mostly gone, left by a dull pounding. I can stand on my leg, but it still aches. That's gonna be a real fucking pain when I actually have to fight someone. I pull on my AT's and leave the house. By the time I do get to the station, I've got a well formed cramp in my thigh.
Thanks a fucking lot Kaito, you bastard.

~Hmmm, short chapter I know. Give me a chance to update on my story and I'll post longer ones though. Enjoy! Reviews are always welcomed!~