Author Note: Okay, so I am like what, the eleventh story on here? What? Don't more people watch needless? Or maybe... people just don't get idea's for them. And... does anybody support Blade X Eve? Just curious, because it's the only couple in the series that would actually happen.

"YAMADA! EVE! What the hell? Hurry up with breakfast!" I'm yelling and complaining, even though it's only seven in the morning. I know I'm suppose to call him Cruz, but, Yamada has kinda stuck, and Cruz is so dull and boring of a name.

"Come on!"

"Blade, shut your trap! There is no reason to be yelling like that! I'm sure the two will be done soon!"

I groan, lying the spoon that's clamped firmly in my fist against the table. It makes a short clanking sound, wiggling around before it stops dead.

"BREAKFAST!"

Eve bounces out of the kitchen, carrying two plates of food. Gido sets down the newspaper that he's reading, before turning to Eve.

"Thank you Eve, it's rather nice that your making us breakfast, ecspecially pancakes, but you know this won't get you out of your examination today."

She smiles, wide and bright, setting the food down, scampering back to the kitchen, before placing down a bottle of syrup, butter, knife, and some milk. She kisses both me and Gido on the side of the cheek-a sign of friendship and friendliness- before she sits down, crossing her legs modestly. "I know."

I dig into the pancake, surprised to find it being a buttermilk one, considering Eve's a bit of a health nut, ecspecially since she hasn't been filling up on Super Gel Dero Doro drinks constantly.

Pouring syrup over it, I'm surprised to find Eve not eating. She has her chin resting in the palm of her hand, her arm bent so the elbow rests against the table.

Somethings up.

When I've finished breakfast, and Gido's pushed his away, saying it was too filling, I follow Eve into the 'doctor's office'. She smiles, pushing herself onto the clinical bed awkwardly, backwords.

Her smile faded, it was so sudden, and weird, like her face was made to just sit there and smile, be a pretty girl, one that might actually catch my attention long enough for me to not just have a simple nosebleed.

"Blade, get the hell out, get your own occupation center."

I frown, wondering what was up with the sudden mood change. Maybe she's suddenly gone Bi-Polar, yet another flaw in her making.

"Your never going to get a boyfriend with that attitude," I say, pushing open the door, just as GIdo walks in and bangs his head against the door frame.

"Shut up Blade, you don't think about anything besides your safety and seeing girls underwear."

I open my mouth to respond, to shout, yell, just make her shut up. But, I can't find the words, I feel lost, this is the first time Eve's actually sounded smart and looked out for herself.

Gido coughs once into his hand, and I seriously forgot that he had been there that whole time, too concentrated on trying to figure out something to say to Eve, it was just too tiring.

I yawn into one of my hands, stepping out into the hallway.

"Whatever Eve, just remember who's had your back forever."

She cracks her back, jibbering something to Gido, and, as I sat with my back against to the wall next to the door, occasionally I heard my name come up.

There was a silent moment, and then the ruffling of paper, and the crinkle of what sounded like that clinical stuff they put on your hospital beds so your more 'comfortable'.

"You realize eventually you will have to marry Blade," Gido said, hacking. "That's why you were designed."

"Whatever..."

Then everything went dead.

Then, when it felt like the whole world was going to tip over, me on the edge of my seat-wait, I'm sitting on the floor- Eve being quiet, and Yamada whistling calmly while he mopped mine and Eve's rooms.

Eve screamed.

Sounded like bloody murder.

Yeah, yeah, before you even spit the words out, I already know that Eve is OOC, however, she's supposed to be, and it will all be explained in another chapter, okay? Good.

~GirlyGirl.