A/N: This will be the first of nine bonus chapters I'm going to present to you. Although this wasn't the planned first chapter I had, but due to some misplacement, I can't find my purple notebook with the chapter inside it as of this moment. So I guess you'll have to make do with this. Might as well start out strong, right? Oh and before I forget, this happened before Tohru came into their lives. Please read and review! Thanks!

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"So I heard that your dad doesn't see you as his biological son and that your mom killed herself because she hated you so much that she couldn't even stand to see your face anymore."

I heard that response a million times and every single time, it never fails to send me into a raging frenzy. I threw a punch at the person laughing and whose eyes were glinting with mischief. He stumbled back, being caught off guard for just a moment and then his two backup dancers pounced up on me, laying hits after hits into my ribcage and stomach. The leader finally stands up, wiping a trail of blood from the corner of his mouth, face red and eyes wild.

"You stupid f-er! You think you can get away with provoking me with that weak punch of yours?" He right hooked me then left. While he delivered his hard punches to my face, I could hear my neck snapping. I felt myself stumble back when his two croonies let go of me. I wanted so badly to knock them out or probably push them to the point where I might be arrested for murder.

I let out a low growl, fists clenched. I was ready and I didn't care if I ended up in the hospital after this. I charged, raising my fist and bringing it down on the leader's cheek, but in the next second, I was tackled from the side. I collided with a couple of wooden desks until I laid sprawled on the dirty marble floor. One of them jumped on top of me, straddling my waist, holding me down and delivered successful blows to my face, leaving me with a bruised eye and a busted lip. I retaliated back. There was no way I was going to let someone so weak prevail over me.

I punched the guy on top of me so hard in his face, that I flinched when his tooth chipped my knuckle. He sat screaming on top of me, hands to his mouth, bringing back bits of broken teeth. He looked out of commission, unable to continue with the fight, so I kicked him off me and then the other croonie lunged forward, his hands around my throat. I gasped for breath, my hands clawing at the fingers that was pressed hard against my windpipe. For a split second I wondered where my fellow classmates were or even the teachers. They were always missing when things got exciting around here.

I felt myself starting to black out. I faintly heard the sounds of squeaking shoes and then a loud grunt before the boy holding me hostage by the throat, was wrenched away and flung to the other side of the room. I looked to the person who saved me. The body beneath the clothes looked strikingly familiar, but because of the blotchiness in my vision and the lack of oxygen in my brain, I could not figure out just who my savior was. Then the boy spoke up and from the voice, I knew. Beacause it was him, that I allowed my body to succumb to the heaviness that engulfed me.

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When I came to, I was in the Nurse's office with Kazuma sitting next to me. He looked exhausted, disappointed, sympathetic, and sad.

"Didn't you promise me that you wouldn't get into any more fights? I thought I would hold you to that, but I guess I was wrong. You can never stop, can you?" The way the words struck my heart, blow after blow, made me angry.

"You wouldn't know! How would you even know how I feel? I tried to hold back, but I can't seem to let it go! Damn it," I said, my voice cracking and warm tears streamed down my face. I turned away from Kazuma and tried to stare out the window, but the sight of a beautiful blue sky, just seemed to make it worse.

"Kyou."

I closed my eyes from the world. I was so disappointed in myself for letting Kazuma down. I didn't want to, but what other choice did I have? I didn't want to hear what I already knew from the bottom of my heart, that my parents never wanted me, never once loved me.

"You know what, life is full of ups and downs, so suck it up and just move on. If a small talk of your mom and dad makes you this pathetic, then it really comes to show that you're nothing but a weak boy hiding behind a tough facade and can't back up the image he placed for himself."

"Shut up, stupid cow. What do you know? Your parents still love you, even though they don't particularly care about what you do now and then, but it's still much more than what I have. So what makes you think you can even talk down to me like that?" I shouted.

"You stupid cat! Do I need to add more to your injuries to make you come to your senses? You don't need your parents! You have friends around you that care for you and if you weren't so stubborn in the head, you would know that you can at least let us help you." I watched as the Ox crossed the room to where the window was. He looked down at me with a somber expression on his face, whereas I was looking up at him with a glare. He dropped to his knees suddenly, shocking both Kazuma and I. He took my bandaged hand from on top of the covers and brought it to his lips, kissing the clothed knuckles,

"You could always call on me and I'll be there to help you through it all. You don't have to go through this alone."

I was miffed by the Ox's caring attitude and so was Kazuma.

"St-Stupid Ox! Don't you know how sappy you sound just now?" I jerked my hand from his grasp and turned away, catching a glimpse of a small smile from Kazuma.

"Sappy?" Haru exploded and Black Haru emerged, flicking me off, "Well you look like a weak kitten right about now!"

"What?" I snapped, ready to get myself in a combative formation, but Kazuma with his calm and collective words of the wise, forced Black Haru to calm down and then turned to scold me for getting riled up. I scoffed, but hearing Haru's words lessened the burden on my shoulders. He was right, I did have people who love me for me, and one of them's the idiot right beside me.