I'm sorry for the long wait. It was that damn writer's block... I'm extremely sorry to those who are fed up with me by now! I swear I'll try posting up the next chappie as soon as I can, but "I make no guarantees." (You'll understand this line later.)
Kyo glanced around the hedge. "That dude is still there. Who knew that cops could be so persistent?" He muttered.
Tohru rolled her eyes. "Let's go. What if they catch us behind this hedge? You and I will both get caught."
"Yeah, but I'll be the only one arrested." He pointed out.
She rolled her eyes. "Scared?"
"No way. Okay maybe, but not for me, for you." He explained when she gave him a knowing look.
"Whatever you say." She replied, before darting across the yard. She made it to the back door of his house unspotted.
He rolled his eyes. "I thought I told you to be careful." He mouthed.
"Yeah well you're being a wuss." She mouthed back.
He sighed, before looking above him. He loved where his house was positioned, because there were two trees between his and Tohru's house. Of course, one tree was right above him, while the other was next to his, which meant they were separated by at least four meters. Only a pro, or an idiot, would attempt to do what he was about to do. Not being the former of the latter, he knew he'd have to be something in between.
Grinning, he climbed the tree deftly. Once up in a branch, he looked down to see Tohru regarding him with a frown on her face. He smirked, before running across one of the long branches, and jumping off.
Tohru nearly shrieked as he ran across the branch. It was thin and she had no idea how he'd even ran on it. When he jumped, she could have sworn her vision almost went dark. He landed on the other tree, but just barely. He caught on to one of the branches, before swinging up and out of view of the police's view who had turned when he'd heard a branch snap.
Looking down Kyo saw how pale she was and frowned. She couldn't have been that worried for him, could she? Shrugging, he silently climbed down, landing behind her softly. He wrapped his arms around her waist, surprised when she jumped. She would have screamed, but when she turned around to rant, his mouth covered hers. This kiss was different from the last one they'd shared. While before they'd been passionate and needy, this one was sweet and tender. He pulled back, grinning like an idiot.
"Let's go inside through my window."
She raised a brow, still a little dazed from the kiss. "Isn't your room on the second floor?"
He nodded. "Yeah, we'll need to climb the tree. I'll go up first," he assured hurriedly. "Because you're wearing a skirt."
She smiled at him. "Alright. But this had better be worth it."
Haru glanced towards Kagura, noting that her head was starting to droop. Now, all they needed to do was occupy her friend while they proceeded with the plan.
"Everyone, this is Jung-woo Im, Miss Tae's twin brother." Hatori introduced the new student. They needed a plan to keep Arisa from interfering, since it was almost time for the operation to begin. A plan forming in his head, Haru called over the new kid, waiting until he was right next to him before speaking. "Since your sister knows Ga-woon, I'm guessing you know Tohru as well."
"Yeah. What of it?" He asked in a bored tone.
Haru smirked. "Well, I'd like a favor, if you don't mind."
"Are you taking advantage of the fact that I know Tohru?"
"Perceptive, aren't you?"
Rolling his eyes, Jung-woo shook his head. "What do you want? I heard about this operation from that Rin. What would I do, if I agreed?"
After explaining the plan, Haru sat back. "You think you can handle that?"
Instead of answering, Jung-woo walked off, towards his intended target. Stopping in front of her, he glanced to his right, before looking back at her.
Annoyed by the fact that someone was blocking her light, Arisa glanced up, anger evident on her face. "Hello? What the hell is wrong with you?" Hearing no answer, her look darkened. "What's wrong, dumb and deaf?"
His eyes narrowed and he grabbed her arm. "It's not nice to make fun of someone you don't even know."
She tied pulling her arm out of his grasp, but he wouldn't let go. "Hey, that hurts."
"Is there a problem here?" Hatori asked as he assessed the situation.
Jung-woo immediately let go, but the momentary distraction was all that Haru had needed. Just as Kagura passed out, Haru caught her before she hit the floor. "Yo Hatori-sensei. Kagura passed out. Can I take her to the nurse?"
Hatori glanced behind him, wondering what had happened. He didn't trust Haru, but what choice did he have? No one, absolutely no one liked Kagura. "Yeah why not?"
Just as he finished answering, the bell rang, signaling the end of class. Smirking, Haru dragged Kagura out of the class, followed by a smirking Jung-woo.
"Something tells me things are going to get very chaotic around here." Hatori muttered.
Kyo sat on his bed, noting with a grin the way Tohru stared around her. "This is your room?"
He nodded. "Yeah, is there something wrong with it?"
"Well, it looks so, so barren."
He grinned. "What can I say? I'm pretty lazy when it comes to decorating."
Plopping down on his bed, she let out a sigh. "So, what are we going to do? We still have a long way to wait before everyone else gets out."
He shrugged, leaning back. "Well, we could trade stories."
She leaned back as well, laying her head on his chest. "I'd rather not. How about we just lay here?"
"We could…but I'd rather beat you at Dead or Alive."
"Dead or Alive?"
"Yeah, D.O.A. It's an awesome fighting game for the PS2."
She raised a brow as he set up the game console and the game, giving her a control just as the game loaded.
"Come on, let's play with stakes. Two out of three wins. Loser has to do whatever the winner wants." Kyo wagered.
She smirked. "If you say so. To make it interesting, how about you fight with the guys and I use the girls?"
The first match was between Jann Lee and Lei fang. It didn't even take long, before she had lost. The second match was between Ayane and Hayate. It wasn't that long before he lost that match. Now tied, there was only one match left to decide the victor. Tohru chose Kasumi, while Kyo chose Ryu Hayabusa.
"You're going down Icy." He teased.
"I so doubt it." She replied just as playfully.
The match was extremely close, but in the end, she came out triumphant.
"What…she beat me?" He muttered in disbelief.
Tohru danced around uncharacteristically, before catching herself and smiling at him cutely. "So, are you ready for you punishment?"
He cringed slightly, as she leaned forward, surprised when she gave him a kiss on the cheek. "What, that's it?"
She smiled coyly. "Look on the Brightside. At least it'll keep you on your toes."
He shook his head, laughing at her antics. "Jeez. Sometimes I wonder about your sanity."
She smiled, an idea forming in her head. "You wanna go to the movies? There's a really cool game there, DDR."
He grinned. "Are you serious? The great Ice Queen knows how to play DDR?"
"Since I could walk." She replied. "What's wrong? Afraid you're going to lose?"
He smirked. "Alright, I accept your challenge. What movie are we watching though?"
She crossed her arm in thought. "How about The Messengers? It's supposed to be a good horror."
Shrugging, he nodded, before glancing out the window. "The cop's finally gone. You ready to have some fun?"
She raised a brow, allowing him to grab her hand and lead her out the door and down the stairs. He looked around warily, before leading her to a door at the end of the hallway. Opening it, he let go of her hand to find the light switch.
Squinting her eyes as they readjusted to the light, Tohru glanced around, finding that they were in the garage. "What are we doing here?"
He flipped a switch, motioning for her to follow him as the garage door started to open. "We're not walking there."
He pulled a tarp off a black ninja with red flames on it. "We're going on this."
"You can ride a motorcycle?" She asked in awe.
He sent her a droll look. "Well…yeah." He threw one leg over the bike, straddling it. "Hop on."
She glanced at it uncertainly, before getting on as well. She took the helmet he offered, and pulled it on. "What about you? Aren't you going to wear one?"
"Nah. It's always nice riding without one. As long as the cops don't catch us that is."
Tightening her hold around him, she watched him press the switch, before revving the bike. "This is the first time I've carried a passenger, so if we die, I'm sorry." He apologized sincerely, before peeling out of the garage, barely making it under the closing door.
Never one to flinch, Tohru swallowed, before squeezing him lightly. "I trust you Pyro, so we better not die."
He grinned, before taking off in the direction of the movie theater. "I make no guarantees."
Kagura awoke, to find herself in an uncomfortable position. She felt like she was hanging, but that had to be impossible. She was supposed to be in class, listening to Hatori-sensei's lecture.
Shifting slightly, she found that she could not move her arms from their position. "What the hell…?"
She heard laughing, and looked down, seeing three girls looking at her strangely.
"What are you looking at?" she snapped.
One of them pointed to her right, and she turned her head. She saw a big screen, with a huge lime green arrow on display. On closer inspection, she found that the top of the arrow was actually her hair! Her body was spread out eagle style on the wall, covered in a green material that finished her ensemble. The arrow, pointed to big lettering above her head that read 'dumb ass'.
Grinning as she started screaming, Ga-woon used the walkie talkie to radio Haru. "Soaring Eagle this is Black Hawk. Soaring Eagle do you read?"
"Idiot. I thought I told you no code names."
"Whatever. Kagura's screaming. It's only a matter of time before-"
A loud splash was heard as Kagura fell, costume and all, into the small pool of urine that had been positioned under her. Again, screaming could be heard, as girls who had gotten too close were splashed as well.
"Bull's eye." He declared triumphantly.
"Is it over?" Haru demanded.
"Operation arrow is over." Ga-woon confirmed. "Who's next?"
Haru smirked deviously, a plan forming in his sadistic head. "I have the perfect target. Get everyone ready. This one's gonna take all we've got."
Yuki took one look at Kagura, crying on the floor, only one name coming to mind. 'Hatsuharu!'
Rounding the corner, he caught sight of Haru laughing it up over a cell phone. Grounding his teeth, he marched towards him. "Hatsuharu! Where the hell do you get off?"
Haru raised a brow, seemingly amused by Yuki's anger. "What's wrong? Mad that your girlfriend's a dumb ass?"
"You're the dumb ass! Just like that fucking Kyo!"
Haru's face hardened, a murderous glint appearing in his eyes. "You wanna say that in my face?"
"Why you mother fucker!" Yuki yelled as he lunged.
Rolling his eyes, Haru side-stepped out of the way and elbowed him in the back of the head. Yuki slammed onto the floor with a hard thud.
"Pathetic," Haru muttered as he stared down at him in disdain. "What did you think I was going to do? Just stand there?"
Without waiting for a reply, Haru grabbed Yuki by the back of his collar. Yanking him up, he slammed him into a locker. Yuki sung out at Haru in an attempt to get the younger teen to release him. On instinct, Haru ducked and punched Yuki in the stomach, earning a cry from the silver haired teen.
"Aw, did I hurt you pretty boy?" Haru drawled, an evil smirk forming on his handsome face. "Don't worry. Soon enough, you won't feel a thing."
Grabbing a hold of Yuki's head, Haru slammed it against the lockers twice, before slamming him onto the floor.
On the floor, Yuki bled from a deep cut on his forehead profusely. Half conscious, he tried to crawl away, only to get a foot strike his lower back.
"And just where do you think you're going?" Haru drawled. "We're not through just yet."
Yuki spurted out blood as he tried to gasp for breath. "Y-you're fuckin' insane."
Haru's laugh was cold and bitter. "And those will be the last damn words you say."
(gasps) What will happen to Yuki? Is Haru as insane as everyone thinks? Why am I asking all these god damn questions?
Anyways...please R&R to bring hope into this pathetic author's life.