Best Friends are the Best Lover (Yuri*Sakura)

[Yuri]

"No! I don't want to leave! She's my best friend! You can't make me!" a tiny voice screamed out to an adult man.

The man simply stood there as he stared down at the rose-coloured hair child. He watched as her feline ears twitched and that tail sway angrily. He ignored her as the young child continued to throw a tantrum in the back seat of the SVU. The vehicle sped down the highway at a quick pace, putting the city further and further behind them as they traveled. The woman in the front seat simply stared out the window, sadness in her eyes as she listened to her child. It had been a long ride thus far and she hated having her child like this. Yet, her husband insisted this be for the best despite her doubts. The young girl sniffed, her golden hues puffy and red, as were her cheeks. She stared out the window as she looked back. Her one true friend, she had to leave her behind.


-=Ten Years Later=-

The day had finally come for a fresh start at brand new school. The sun had barely just began to rise and shine it's glory upon the grassy fields. The area was a nice town, not too small, but not overly crowded like in the city life. It was a pleasant area to live, although it did have it's regular trouble makers. It been a couple weeks since the new arrivals had arrived. A single mother with her sixteen year-old daughter. The divorce was a rather rough and unpleasant one. The mother and father had different views on their daughter and their mother became quite sick with the way she was treated. She saw her daughter beginning to grow and blossom but she was being smothered by her father. The mother simply could not stand it any longer.

Yuri was a bright and spirited young girl, now sixteen and a sophomore. She been attending an all girls academy her entire life and this was the first co-ed school she was to be enrolled into. She stared out the window of the vehicle as her mother drove her to school. In no time, they had arrived and she was on her way to her locker. She had arrived earlier to get a tour of the school and knew where all of her classes. Yuri stood at her locker as she stared at her books. She was wearing a pair of jean short-shorts, a tight black t-shirt with a black hoodie concealing the shirt. Black, skater-style shoes adorned her small feet. It was the first time she was able to wear 'regular' clothing to school and not having to wear a school uniform.​

 

[Ibuki No Sakura]

As the young feline girl was being loaded into the car, down the street, sapphire eyes traced every stone that passed, every step she took. Eyes began to blur as water welled in her eyes, there ran a small girl shorter then even the feline girl, despite being the same age. Her long cascading white hair, that looked like snow waving in the wind swayed from side to side with each stride. "Yu-chan! Yuuu-chan!" The poor child screamed at the top of her lungs as she ran as though her life depended on it. But alas she was no match for a car, nore gravity, as her eyes had blurred long ago with the streaming tears that fell down over her cheeks. Her feet could not keep up with how fast her brain told them to run, tripping over herself, she fell skidding across the black top scuffing up herself leaving a light gash on her cheek. As she sat up in pain still crying she looked up and already they were in the distance. She cried harder, screaming one last 'Yu-chan.' Before the car was beyond sight.

♥♦♣♠Ten Years later.♠♣♦♥

A young man no older then sixteen walked through the gates a scowl on his face. He was the newest transfer student or at least he though he was. Not many people wanted to come to a small town like this out of the city. All he could think of was, 'Che...' He seemed quit displeased with it all, he was clearly not a 'good boy.' He wore a black over coat, one the teachers would no doubt soon have him take off. It seemed like he was a dealer or trying to conceal something. He had nothing to conceal, his weapons were in plain sight. His fists were all he ever used, not relaying on some piece of metal or something to win his fights. Hell no, he would fight fair and square, and knock there blocks off himself. Even with his normal attitude he seemed even more out of sorts today, and thing's as usual only snowballed from there. It didn't take long for the delinquents to pick him out of the crowd, white hair, wasn't normal after all. 'Well hey there snow ball, you must be one of the new students eh.'

Lesson one, never call him snow ball. 'Yeah, this pretty boy thinks he can stroll onto our turf looking all tough and get away with it.' Lesson two, never call him a pretty boy. 'Hehe, yeah, why don't we show him how we "Greet" our new friends?' Lesson three, N.E.V.E.R T.R.E.A.T.E.N H.I.M, and this was the biggest lesson of all. "Well then country boys, you seem to be looking for a brawl I take it." The young man smiled gently it seemed also as if he was the kind gentle type. But in a flip of a switch his look change. "Well then country boys, let me show you how scary us 'City folk' really are!" He had a wicked smile on his face and without another seconds warning his fist shot into the stomach of the young man who was in front of him. It let out a loud thud, if it hit slightly higher there would of been a crunch of his ribs. While the other two stood shocked saying the boy's name, which he didn't care to listen, he spun on his heels pounding the one behind him square in the face with a quick jab. Few people who weren't used to fighting could stay standing after punch to the face. He left the largest for last, that wicked smile never failing.

The boy swung at him, but it was clear the white haired boy didn't take him seriously, lazily dodging to the side, he raised his leg and sent it up colliding with the young mans head. His form and technique suggested he had some tae-kwon-do training. As the poor boy dropped like the others, the white haired boy cracked his neck, seeming board. "You bunch call yourself delinquents? You pathetic, I doubt you boys have ever really been in a real brawl. Country boys are such weak little pussy's." He spoke, only to che after, walking away, actually stepping on one of them, like they were nothing but trash. Which to him they were, it was so annoying if this was all he had to contend with, he would take over this town by himself, without having to try. He simply strolled onto the school building, wondering what teacher would catch him first for a wonderful lecture.

 

[Yuri]

It was not a teacher that would be the one giving him a lecture, but a young girl in a black hoodie who was now wearing a black beanie. Yuri had been walking around with another female student, Jessica. The two were talking away and making light of the day to come. The girl was around the same age as Yuri, although taller than her. She was a slender girl, with long blonde hair that matched in length to Yuri's. The two girls occasionally giggled amongst themselves as they walked, that was until they came upon the scene of the 'brawl'. Yuri stared in wonder at the events that unfolded and crossed her arms, glaring. She never could stand for such things. She was picked on when she was younger and even further still she often witnessed a lot of fighting. Especially between her parents and now she had loathed it in its entirety.

"I guess that's our other new student, I've never seen him before." she whispered lightly to herself and even to Yuri. "Damn. He's gorgeous! Oh my god, he's coming this way!" she squealed in school-girl delight.

Yuri picked up on what she had said and simply kept her eyes on the white-haired male. As he came closer, Yuri stepped out in front of him, staring at him dead the in eyes and sizing him up. He was new here and some nerve to get into a fight on the first day. She didn't care what the reason, it was pointless and useless. Plus, in her view, he had overdone things and could have handled everything much more diplomatically and with less bloodshed. "What gave you the right to do that?! Just because they insulted you? What, you can't take a couple insults?! Who cares? They're just bloody words." Yuri scolded at the other, not showing any fear towards him, despite what she had witnessed. She was glaring at him, clearly irritated at him.

Jessica was staring at Yuri in displease as she began to scold the other newcomer. Jessica immediately went and grasped onto Yuri's arm and placed her hand over her mouth. "Sorry about that. Welcome! I'm Jessica and this is..."

Before Jessica could continue, Yuri had smacked her hand away and continued to glare at the boy. "What the hell is wrong with you?! Just because someone throws some words around and acts like a dog doesn't give you the right to act like a bloody stray either. Grow up and have some morals. I can't stand your type...You're all alike." She growled and quickly turned around to leave.

Jessica was left in shock at Yuri and stared as she began to walk away. Jessica had met Yuri when she first moved in a couple week ago and had never seen her so aggressive. She did not know what to say it. She quickly turned and smiled to the boy and bowed her head. "Please forgive her. She just hates fighting. She even yelled at them before last weekend. What's your name?" She smiled, rather perky. Jessica was blushing as she stared the other, looking him worry and getting a feel for his body.

Yuri stopped and stared back at Jessica before going back to grab her arm. "You are horrible. You're nothing but a bloody flirt. How could you stand his type?" She asked, staring at Jessica in disbelief, ignoring the other's presence.​

 

[Ibuki No Sakura]

The young man had caught the eyes on him, but he expected it. He wasn't normal, and he was new. People constantly thought his hair color was dyed that ways, but it was a hundred percent natural. On occasions he had proven it. Though the one way you could. It amused him to do it, it really did. He caught the words spoken by the blonde. In a instant he labeled her a bimbo, he liked that kind of girl, they were fun to string on. But his real type of girl was the ones that struggled and wiggled beneath his grip, that would talk back and fight for the top, one with spirit. They were fun to break. ♥ When the girl stood right in front of him, she already peeked his interest. When she began to speak he couldn't help but smile.

She was really standing up to him, the first one in such a long time. It was so amusing to watch. She really want all out with her little speech didn't she? Ir amused and annoyed him when the blond jumped in, he knew why. But a bimbo like her should know her place and smile, stay in the background and just look cute. But noo, this little fireball wasn't having any of that. She just continued on with her little rant. So he was a dog now was he, how amusing! Then the fireball stomped off, oh, no, no, no, she wouldn't get away. But low and behold bimbo blocked his way, go figure? But she came back grabbing the bimbo, this pleased him. Before this little fire ball could get the bimbo away and her self.

She found herself hitting the nearest wall with a thump, and it was just as painful as it sounded. "So now im a dog am I hm? And what makes you so prim and proper little girl? Your so much better then me because you don't throw a punch or two when people talk shit about you. You just take it in, and let them talk all the shit they want like your there little trash bag. I guess that is what they could call the bucket at the bottom hm? If im a dog, I guess that would make you a 'Bitch' taking all of whats given to you huh?" The young man spoke in a cold tone, he had a forceful hand pressed to her, keeping her in place, even if she wanted to try to run it seemed unwise at the moment. His free hand traced along her cheek till it met her chin, lifting it up forcing her to look at him. In one swift moment she found herself kissing him, or rather him kissing her. It was forceful, rough, yet full of passion, one that many might find it had to break from. But when the kiss finally broke, he grinned at her. "I think I like this taste, I think i'll take you, make you squirm and wiggle, i'll make you scream and shout till you melt into puddy in my hands. I'll be sure to make you beg for more weather you like it or not." He let her go and turned his back on them walking away, without a single care. That could be considered sexual assault but he had done way worse then that in his time. "So just be a good little girl and stay there wagging your little tail, for the wolf to return to mark you and make you his bitch and his bitch alone." He waved laughing at her, though as he reached the school doors, which had been cleared by the students avoiding him like the plague, he heard it. 'YUKI YOUSEI! On your first day you get into a fight!' A clear voice boomed, it was the principal a elderly man. Who was none to happy with it. Clearly he hadn't seen what happened next.

He yelled a bit then made Yuki Yousei the very same young man who had just did all of that follow him. Yuki got away, without another word leaving them to fed for themselves.

 

[Yuri]

Yuri was about to continue on her way, scolding Jessica lightly, before she was suddenly grabbed. A squeak escaped the short girl and her lungs burned briefly as they lost some air. She writhed for a moment but soon began to settle the pain as her remained aching. Slowly, she opened her golden hues only to glare into the hues of the white-haired boy. Her tail was twitching angrily and gave way to show how irritated she was. If the beanie had not been atop of Yuri's head, one could have seen her ears flattened as though she was ready to hiss. His words had managed to strike a deep nerve. Yuri was ready to make a remark but no words came out as her lips were suddenly sealed by his. The feel and texture of his lips sent a strange shiver that coursed through Yuri's body. Her golden hues were wide and stared off in a brief daze. Something deep within her fabric being began to ache, she felt her stomach appear as though it was to drop, and a tight knot formed in her throat. Something called to her through the kiss but Yuri could not make any particular sense of what it was. Despite it only lasting a few seconds, it felt as though everything had been frozen in time. When the kiss had at last broke, Yuri found herself stunned, drinking in the kiss and soon after, the words as well

It had taken her a moment to gather that the other was walking away and as his back turned, Yuri saw the back of a six year-old girl. Her eyes widened at the image and that very imagined brought about sadness deep within. It was an image Yuri had not seen in many years. She shook her head and hissed angrily, shaking the image and memories away from her mind. It was in the past and there was nothing that could be done to undo it. Despite the fact that the hiss was a tad too late as the other had been already grabbed by the principal. Golden hues remained fixed upon the other student as he was ordered to follow and appeared to obey much like an obedient dog. Yuri scoffed at the words he had spoke and regarding himself as a wolf. He was nothing more than a lowly mutt. That was all Yuri could see. However, Jessica on the other hand was seeing much more and showed an even greater interest.

"Yuki. . .What a wonderful name. . .it suits him and belongs to a Prince." She swooned to herself as she swayed the slightest in a seeming daze before she giggled. It had taken Jessica a moment to snap from her daze as she recalled the kiss Yuri and Yuki had shared. Jessica's cheeks flared the slightest as jealousy's colour marked her cheeks. However, the colour soon quickly faded as she smiled it off and wrapped her arms around Yuri, nuzzling her cheek into the cat-girl's. "What was it like? Kissing such a Prince?" Jessica had nothing to worry about; after all it was clear that Yuri had no interest in Yuki. Jessica stared at Yuri as she waited for an answer. Despite the fact that Yuri was glaring off in the direction Yuki had gone, there was something else amidst. "Hey, Yuri? Are you okay?" Her soft voice called to grab Yuri's attention. Jessica was about to speak again before she paused as she spotted Yuri's eyes glistening as faint tears began to glossen them.

"Jerk. He doesn't know a damn thing." Yuri hissed to no one in particular.

As the late bell rang, Yuri and Jessica made it to their first classes of the day. They only shared one class, while the rest were split apart. Yuri was seated in usual spot, listening to some of her female classmates gossiping about many events, some were even speaking of the incident before school with the new male student, Yuki. It was clear that some of the girls had an interest in him, especially due to his 'bad boy' appearance and the way he carried himself. Yuri, on the other hand, was not in the least bit interested. She was amazed at how the girls were reacting and found them rather annoying at this point. Their teacher was late in entering the classroom, and when he did, he quickly demanded attention.

"Now class, we have a new student today enrolling in our class. I am sure most of you are probably aware of this already and I will not have any mention of the 'incident' that occurred this morning, understand?" his voice was stern and it was clear he demanded respect. He was ex military and still carried that appearance and demeanor.

The class responded with a "Yes sir.". Yuri was holding her breath as she pleaded within her mind for it not be who she believed it was. The moment Mr. Hughes introduced Yuki Yousei, her stomach dropped and she felt a lump in her throat. This was just great! She was hoping that she wouldn't have to see Yuki at all but now, for sure, she was going to have to see him first thing every morning! Why was she punished to have see this ignorant, arrogant, headstrong asshole. Yuri prop her elbow up and placed her chin on the palm of her hand. Her golden hues glared out the window. As the introductions were made, Yuri suddenly heard the worst. Mr. Hughes had assigned Yuki to be seated right next to Yuri. Mr. Hughes was looking over Yuki's schedule before he looked back up and called Yuri to his desk. Yuri held her tongue as she approached the desk and did not make any eye contact with Yuki.

"Ms. Heart. Mr. Yousei's schedule appears to match yours. I want you to escort him around seeing as you learned the grounds in no time." there was clearly no room for argument with his tone and Yuri was reluctant to agree.

Yuri had managed to glance at the schedule and was able to see that they had four out of six classes together. Two of his classes were Jessica's classes and Yuri could just pawn him off on Jessica at that point. Yet, one of the classes he shared with both Yuri and Jessica. What a fun, fantastic school year this is going to be. Mr. Hughes dismissed them both and Yuri quickly went back and sat down in her seat, glaring off to the side. Some of the girls were giggling as they stared at Yuki, a couple of them introduced themselves to Yuki and attempted to grab his attention. Yuri simply rolled her eyes and made 'click' sound with her tongue. "Bimbos..." she muttered beneath her breath in a rather low whisper. This day just couldn't get any worse.​

 

[Ibuki No Sakura]

Yuki had followed the principal out of his own amusement, it would be better to go to his office rather then let the old codger say something that would screw him over. There were a few things that he didn't want going public. As as soon as they did then his image would be totally screwed. It wasn't long before the two were in his office, the principal took a seat and made him sit do.

"Ms. Yousei, a girl like you shouldn't get in fights like this. I do understand they were picking a fight with you, they are delinquents, but your making yourself no better! You didn't move away from the area that long ago, but what could of possbly made you change so much... I still remember that long haired girl who used-" The Principal spoke, making it clear of two things. One he knew Yuki from a while back, apparently he had grown up in the area. Two Yuki was female!?

Before he could finish speaking he was interrupted by Yuki kicking his feet up on his desk. "There's no use in bringing up the past old man, I aint no prissy little brat anymore. If someone wants to pick a fight with me fine, and just pound there heads into the concrete over and over until I am on top, that's all there is to it." Yuki spoke, not denying it, but rather agreeing with being called female! It was true Yuki was naturally born a girl, but as a girl she got no respect. So she cut her hair like a boys, and dressed like one and actually seemed like he was a 'pretty boy.' She didn't care she enjoyed playing her games and they couldn't blame they held back because she was a girl or some stupid shit like that. She really had that 'bad boy' act down to a science it was hard to tell she was naturally female.

The Principal sighed This girl was nothing like she as a child. No doubt losing her childhood friend Yuri Heart took a bigger toll on her then they thought. That or her moving to the big city. In his mind the city was just the last straw that altered her so completely. Ironically, at the same time she had come back and re-entered highschool after being expelled. She went MIA for about a month after her parents kicked her out. Yuri came back to town, and enrolled at this very same school, but this was no place for him to bring things up to Yuki. Besides, he figured unless she figured out herself it would simply make her worse. "Please keep in mind that if you get expelled from here you will be put into prison and you won't get out. As the court ordered this is your last chance to stay on the outside. So please Yuki don't mess up your chance to have a future outside of a small room with bars..." The Principal's voice was full of concern and worry, he really didn't want to see her behind bars for the rest of her life. That was one of his true wishes.

Yuki, just che'ed as usual at his words, she didn't need HIM to point that out... She was well aware that this was her last shot, and if it was screwed up she would be down and out. Her life would consist of a ten by twelve cell... And there would be no one who would come visit her, everyone had pretty much given up on her. "I don't need you to tell me that, I can take care of myself. I understand the deal, no more fuck ups, I gotta play good 'boy' from now on. Im out of here, class will start soon." Yuki spoke grabbing her things, she was still referring to herself as a boy, despite what she really was. She grabbed her things and headed to the door throwing it open. She hesitated to leave for just one moment, and in such a low whisper, the old man barely caught it. "Thanks gramps..."

The old man smiled as he watched the young woman in boy's clothes storm off acting like she was in such a foul mood. Perhaps a little of that cute little girl was left in her after all. Reaching down he opened a drawer and pulled out a picture frame, it was a younger version of him with two children. A shy looking white haired girl who look like she might of been Yuki and the other... Well, i'll just let you figure that out for yourself. ♥

Yuki was in a annoyed mood as she walked through the halls. Men avoided her path, and woman either got in front or trailed behind. Each one obsessed with her appearance, not caring about personality, thoughts, or anything like that. Would put a major dent in there heads if they ever realized they were chasing after another girl. Though in some cases that may very well drive them harder. Yuki made it to his class without much problems, he did have to force his way through a few groups of girls to get there. The teacher was already waiting for her there, which made her che, as usual. She intended to skip it, and blame it on she walked past it without realizing and class had started. So she didn't want to disturb it. But that wasn't going to happen, she figured as much, she was already branded a delinquent in two ways. By actions and reputation, which both were easy to see. Pulled into the class almost by the ear if she let him touch her.

With a deep sigh she stood in front of the class tracing over the people, It was then she spotted her 'target.' A grin crossed her face, this meant at least she would get to play with her some more. Out of all the students in the class room, it was clear that only Yuki held a air of disrespect for the man. A soldier once, not just a bitch of the system. Yuki knew that those who were ex-millitary were not to take lightly. Trained for battle but that didn't meant they were all powerful. It made them more cocky if anything. She had pounded the face of one or two ex-millitary, already. But those were not easy fights once they started taking her seriously. It wasn't long after those thoughts that he called Yuri up. He listened intently, and found himself grinning. He could play with her even more then even he expected.

He too was dismissed and found himself looking for a seat. There was no specific seating for anyone, which made things great for him. Looking around he found the one behind Yuri was a giggling bimbo as well. He walked directly up to her, his hands slammed onto her desk, scaring the poor girl. Yuki lowered her face to look her straight in the face. "Would you be so kind as to move, I rather be by the window for the air. ♥" She spoke giving the poor girl a devious smile that made her just melt. The poor girl moved out of the way taking the only other seat, which was a bit away but the girl was in a daze, and just didn't care. Yuki took the seat right behind Yuri. Folding her arms she slumped down on the desk, her head on her arms. "Seems like we are in agree, on something. They are bimbo's not a single one of them have a spark in them. All they care about is how I look, not one of them have the will to fight with me or argue with me. Not a bit of resistance in them. ♥ That's why your so interesting, you won't lower yourself to just submit to me because of what I 'could' do to you. No you will resist me at every turn, and that's what makes it fun, Yuri Heart. ♥" Yuki whispered to Yuri in such a lone tone only her feline ears could pick it up. He was good at talking this low, had to keep secrets after all. A evil aura was surrounding her, it was clear that she didn't intend to let her have any peace.

 

[Yuri]

Yuri's eyes had drifted to the window as she stared out through to gaze upon the vast field. There were some students already out there playing some sports or running drill exercises. Yuri began to envision herself anywhere but in that classroom. Her ears had just barely picked up upon the words Yuki had given to the girl behind Yuri and she held in her growl. Why the hell was he choosing to sit right behind her? Of the bloody places the arrogant prick had to pick, he had to choose that seat! Yuri could feel it bottling up and all she wanted to do was scream her lungs out. Golden hues narrowed as words reached her ears, words that were meant and directed towards her. Yuri simply took in a deep breath before she exhaled, calming her nerves, yet that did not stop her tail from twitching agitatedly. There was something sinister about Yuki's appeal and it caused Yuri's fur to stand on end. Perhaps she could speak with the Principal and have her classes change. After all, that was a clear and open possibility and she was told that if she wished it, it would be done.

The class had began to become rather roudy and it was clear Mr. Hughes was not going to have any of it. With a swift movement and motion, he slammed his fists upon the top of his desk, the sound echoing through out the classroom as a few cups were knocked over and pens went scattering to the floor. Majority of the student body in the classroom had jumped at the sudden burst, while the rest merely fixated their gaze forward to their teacher. Mr. Hughes had a stern glare in his eyes as he looked over each student in his classroom, making direct eye contact. "Now then. If my students are finished acting liking fools and showing their immaturity, I would like to continue with educating my students and turning them into bright adults. If any of you still wish to gossip and acting like a giddy child, there's the door!" his tone was harsh and rash as Mr. Hughes pointed to the door. He glanced around the room and waited for a soul to speak but the classroom was silent. "Good! Now we will begin."

As Mr. Hughes began with his lecture, Yuri found herself slowly fading from listening to finding herself staring out the window. There was something that began to work its way under her skin. Something began to tear and tug at her from deep within. It had been building and working its way since first thing in the morning before the bell had rang. But what was it? Yuri was unsure of what feeling was turning in her gut, but it was almost as though it was an emotion of sadness and loneliness. Why on earth was she feeling that? What had brought it on? It was as though something she had forgotten long ago had began to unearth itself and began to expose itself to her. Yuri groaned lightly as she placed her fingers on either side of her temple and began to apply pressure and rub the throbbing areas. Today was not a great day in the least. At least, it had not seemed to be looking that way.

After about ten minutes into his lecture, Mr. Hughes announced the class that he was going to be playing a documentary film while he stepped out for a meeting. He was stern with his orders to be followed and their to be no fooling around. After the film was playing and Mr. Hughes was gone for about five minutes, the student body began to lowly talk amongst themselves. The girls were giggling about Yuki and making an assortment of remarks about him. It was clear that the boys in the class were not to thrilled, particularly some of the boyfriends. Yuri was caught in her own daydream as she stared out the window, not paying any mind to what was being said around her.

The one girl, who's seat Yuki had taken, approached Yuki, smiling and giggling. "Hello Yuki Yousei. How are you enjoying yourself at this school so far? Also, do you have a girlfriend?" the girl was blushing as she asked the question. Some of the girls were nearby, silent and patiently waiting for Yuki's answer. If Yuki did have a girlfriend, they were all ready to prove themselves better than her and if he didn't, then they were all going to jump at the chance to prove themselves worthy of being his date.

Despite Yuri's daydreaming, she heard what the girl had asked. Her ears flattened against her head. Why couldn't Yuki have sat somewhere else, somewhere where she wouldn't have to listen nor deal with this. Then again, no matter where she sat, she was going to have to listen to this crap. The morons didn't even know Yuki and they were ready to jump at the chance to be with him. They were probably even ready to jump at the chance to get into his bed. Yuri's tail continue to twitch with annoyance and aggravation. Her tongue clicked against the roof of her mouth as she attempted to remain and keep herself calm and steady. Yet it was too late for that. For whatever reason it was, Yuri was already on edge and everything was starting to push her over the edge. Her golden hues flashed as they narrowed at the girl who was so 'bold' to ask Yuki about his private life.

"What the bloody hell is your problem?! You don't even know him from Adam and yet you're ready to jump into his bed? Are you really that easy?! He could be the most fucked up, asshole you have ever met and yet here you are ready to crawl into his bed, practically begging him to fuck you. Do you have know self esteem?! Good lord, seriously! Hell, for all you know he could be a chick!" Yuri hissed as she slammed her forehead into the palm of her head, attempting to settle and calm herself. In regards to Yuri's last remark upon Yuki being a female, Yuri did not know this to be true. Yuri was simply trying to put things in perspective that anything was possible and the girl did not know anything about Yuki's life.

The girl simply stared at Yuri, caught off guard by Yuri's sudden burst. It took a moment for her to gather her thoughts and respond to Yuri's harsh words. "What the fuck is your problem? I wasn't even talking to you. I was talking to Yuki. You don't know him either so how dare you say such things about him. Even if Yuki is a girl, not saying that he is mind you, but if he is, he's the best looking girl I have ever seen! So I don't care! Why don't you just butt-out? I'm sorry about that Yuki. That was uncalled for." the girl smiled at Yuki as she leaned forward against his desk, attempting to expose her body some and give herself a sex appeal.

Yuri was simply astounded by the girl's remark and rolled her eyes. What a bloody moron. Nothing but a damn bloody bimbo with no respect for herself. As the girl leaned herself against Yuki's desk. Yuri lost it. There was no way she was going to be able to put up with this. Yuri stood up rather suddenly and glared not at the girl, but at Yuki. "You had to sit behind me, didn't you? If this is what it is going to be like, I don't care if I get in trouble or not. There is no way I am going to help you around the campus. You can get one of these bloody bimbo's to do it." with that, Yuri grabbed her bag and quickly left the classroom to no where in the school particular. She just wanted out of that classroom and away from that.

The girl 'pfft' as Yuri left and frowned as she looked back at Yuki before suddenly smiling. "I can escort you around the campus. Don't worry about her. She's probably just jealous." the girl cooed as she attempted to get Yuki's focus upon herself.​

 

[Ibuki No Sakura]

Yuki sat in her chair defiant, a grin on her face as she looked froward at the back of Yuri's pink head. So many idea's of how to torment her came to her mind. Pulling her hair, back and kissing her, oh, how that would ruin her school year. She could feel the eyes of bimbo's all over her. It didn't bother her, in the least. She knew she had that face and body that attracted the attention of girls. She had the pretty boy look down to a science after all. As he watched her, he began to wonder how sensitive her tail was. It was a amusing thing to think about, how she would react. But just as she was going to snatch up the poor girl's tail, the old man slammed his first into the desk. With that Yuri's tail was out of reach, with a huff she retracted her hand. Leaning back she looked to the front and glared at the teacher with a defiant look.

She didn't speak, saw no reason to, she was quite willing to fight with the teacher. But there was no point in it. Why bother honestly? She was quite content in keeping quiet and finding the amusement in the other students who were afraid. 'Bright Adults' she chuckled to herself. Not a damn one of them were likely to be 'bright.' Most of them were likely to get out of highschool get a white collared job, and never make it to collage, and those who did were likely only to get a boring ass job and deal with it. Yuki chuckled at the thought, she didn't know if she would end up like them. She figured likely by that point no matter what happened she would be behind bars. After all she had two strikes against her, and if she got one more strike she was in for life... At least that was how the judge told her. Yuki didn't pay any attention to the old man as he lectured them about one thing or another. She didn't care, her boredom only grew.

Finding the amusement in watching the clouds go by, she never listened to the lectures or what not. She was a smart girl, despite her bad personality. She could easily study and get A's but she never really tried, beyond what was needed to graduate the year. Skating by, on the bare minimum. With that she was in the right grade, despite being kicked out of school. When the old man announced that they would be watching a movie and he would be leaving that was a good sign. It meant she could leave if he wanted. But then again her bundle of amusement was right in front of her. She waited for the right time, and it came five minutes after the old man left. Yuri was out of it in her own day dream. Slowly reaching from under the desk she aimed to grab her tail again. Then the giggling began to grow louder, and so did her annoyance.

Then came a annoying voice that he did not want so close to him. With her voice yuri's tail was once again out of reach. A vain of annoyance came, as he pulled back his hand. He gave this bimbo a slight smiled, "Why yes I do have one, she just doesn't realize it yet." She spoke smiling but in her head she was completely different. 'Get the hell away from me you annoying bimbo! Can't you see I don't want to talk to you! Why do you stupid little girls flock to me like annoying little insects!?' She mentally hissed at the girl. When Yuri began to speak all she could think, was 'Thank you Yuri!' She was chuckling at every single thing she was saying. She actually agreed with her, that was how they were, and she was a bitch. A thing she embraced in full force. But her last comment made her flinch.

'He could be a chick!', this made her eyes narrow at her. She knew a little too much, and now this was more about shutting her up then having fun with her. But as her eyes narrowed on her angry face, something in the back of her head began to stir. A flash, a vision or was it a memory? All she could see in that second was a hazy seen like looking at a old Tv. A black silhouette with pink hair, everything else was gray, and black but the hair. Only one word came into her head, and her head began to point something fierce. It was as painful as being hit in the face. The word was 'Yu-chan', and she couldn't understand what it meant but she knew it hurt, badly. As the pain settled the girl who was talking to him had began talking. Her voice was still annoying and even worse now that she had a head ache. She silently listened into this little exchange. Yuki's eyes narrowed at this girl's words, how hypocritical.

If she knew the truth there was no damn way she would follow through with it. She was far too shallow for it to matter. Besides even if she did date someone like this her secret would be out in a minute. What made it worse, was she was trying to use sex appeal to attract her attention. Like hell she gave a damn about how she looked, she was a disgusting little person. The type she just hated more then anything. If it wouldn't of gotten her sent up the river she would of already hit the girl. When Yuri left, she left before Yuki could get a word in edge wise which annoyed her. She knew she wouldn't escape unless she dealt with 'this' first. Yuki didn't smile as she looked at this girl it was a cold stare that held a pure threat to life. But slowly she smiled at this girl a cruel cold smile. "She wasn't jealous of you, quite the contrary, she meant what she said. She hates you, but not as much as she hates me. She absolutely despises, my entire existence. You on the other hand are a disgusting excuse for life. In truth I agree with her, girls like you are so hypocritical. You want a good man who is exciting and will take care of you. But the moment you see something better you run after it. Even if whats better has someone, you try to steal it for yourself. My bet is you already have a boyfriend, and I feel sorry for the poor bastard if you do. To have such a unloyal bitch like you as his girl." Yuki spoke standing up and grabbing his things.

Tossing his pack over his sholder, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of black gloves. Slipping them on quickly, enough. He then clasped the base of her chin lightly with his thumb and index finger. "You're the exsact kind of woman I just can't help but hate, and don't you dare disrespect Yuri Heart again. She may hate me, But I happen to like her. Now, your in my way-" Yuki spoke and by the end of it he gave a flick of her hand and sent the girl to the ground. Yuki looked down and made her trade mark 'che,' as she headed to the door. "Tell the old fart what ever you want, ain't no reason for me to stick around anymore. Yuki left the class room after Yuri. Yuki began the hunt for Yuri, she was more interesting by the minute, but aside from that she needed to ensure weather or not she knew or not. If she knew, she had to be removed of.

 

[Yuri]

The girl stared at Yuki as he spoke. His words and looks froze her in her place. She was left speechless at his harsh words. She didn't know what to say nor how to even react. The girl flinched when Yuki grabbed her chin and the next thing she knew she was on her bum. Tears began to break the corners of her eyes, streaming down her cheeks. A couple of the other girls immediately went to her side. A couple of the guys had done so as well, some glaring at the door where Yuki had just left.

Yuri managed to sneak her way past some administrators as she made her way to the roof top of the building. With a heavy sigh, she allowed her bag to fall to the floor of the roof top and tilted her head back. Her eyes fixated upon the clouds, watching them as they floated by. As those golden hues fixated upon the clouds, her mind began to drift and everything else seemed non-existent to her. Her facial expression changed entirely as she was transfixed as though she was hypnotized. The sound of young children's laughter echoed in her mind. She could barely make out any words they were giggling to one another, but she knew they were saying something. A faint image came into her mind, everything was vague and shadowed out but only one thing stood out. There was a small girl with long, white hair. The hair was white as snow. Suddenly, words were rather audibly and filled Yuri's ears.

"We'll be together forever, Yu-chan. We're the best of friends, right?" the words were so gentle and caring, there was deep love in them. Another small voice seemed to respond to the words, the voice being even more familiar to Yuri. "Of course YuYu-Kun. I love you mostest. We should get marry when we get older." the voice giggled with delight.

Yuri's eyes began to glossen over, glistening. Her breathing was rather stagger and heavy. Yuri took in a deep breath and shook her head as her surrounding came back into focus. Her head aching and throbbing. As Yuri went to place a hand upon her head, it grazed across her cheek and she noticed the moist feeling. She had been shedding tears, but why? Whatever it was that had been building up finally was becoming released. For whatever reason, Yuri just wanted to cry. She felt as though her throat was constricting, making it just a little harder for to breathe. Slowly, Yuri slid down to sit and pulled her legs to her chest. Her head slumped forward as she placed her forehead against her knees and began to sob. There was such a deep pain attacking her. Her body was being constricted and squeezed. She couldn't understand the pain, but it was familiar to her. Her entire body ached as though something of vital importance had been removed from it.

Yuri took a few deep breaths as she steadied herself, calming herself to rid away the tears that were plaguing. She didn't understand what it was that was driving her in this direction. Why she was in such deep pain and ache. In the past, she would have sought out comfort from her mother, but that was all behind her. Something had changed in her child and since then she bottled things up and kept them to herself. Yuri did not want to plague others with her problems. She wiped her face a few more times, relaxing her muscles. With a heavy, and deep sigh, she stood up and walked towards the edge of the roof. Around the roof top was a tall fence to help ensure that no one 'accidentally' fell over the side. Reaching up, she gripped onto the fence and stared out through the wire at the fields and watched as students hurried about in their sport activities during their gym period.


*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Meanwhile at a Local Cafe~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

A woman, in her early thirties, was sitting at the local cafe, awaiting for a visitor. She was waiting patiently as she read through her book. She a young mother, having had her only child at the age of sixteen. Yet, despite having been such a young mother, she was still quite a looker, catching the eyes of everyone no matter where she went. Her collar bone length hair was pulled back and wrapped into messy-neat bun. Her hazel hues were intent in the book. She had not seen the other in many years, not since her ex husband dragged her and their child out of the town. The only thing positive that came from meeting that man was her daughter. She only regretted that she was not stronger in the past. Perhaps Yume would still be alive and Yuri would still have that glow to her. Ever since they were given the news of Yume's death, Yuri had never been the same. Even through all the counseling, Yuri had changed. The doctors told Touru and her ex that Yuri had built up a wall. No matter how much they may attempt, there was no breaking that ball and it may be for the better. To not push Yuri.

Touru Heart wished dearly she could change the events of the past. Her heart ached for her daughter. Perhaps seeing Yume's aunt would rekindle some light. At the same time, Touru was worried about what would happen. The doctors told Touru that it may help Yuri with re-opening up. Hopefully they were correct. She had already made too many terrible mistakes and she did not want to make anymore. The bell attached to the top of the door rang and sounded as someone entered the cafe. One of the waiters smiled as they greeted the visitor. "Hello Ms. Yousei. Good to see you again. Mrs, well, I should say Ms now shouldn't I?" the waiter lightly chuckled to himself, "Ms. Heart is waiting for you." There was a warm smile on his face as he led Yume's aunt to Touru's table. The moment Touru spotted her, her own face lit up. It was great to see her again. It had been far too long, but there was sadness in her expression.

"It's good to see you again." she stood as she gave the other woman a warm hug before taking her seat. She slid her book into her bag and took a sip from her tea. Touru waited as the waiter gathered up the other woman's order and went to place, allowing the two women to become reacquainted. "It has been so long. I'm so glad to finally be home. The biggest mistake I ever made was marrying Zack and allowing him to drag myself and Yuri out of here. I, I also wanted to give my condolences. After we heard the news of Yume's death, we tried to reach her parents since we did not have your number any longer, but the line was disconnected. Yuri was so devastated, she locked herself away. I'm hoping by her being home, she'll unlock and take down the barriers she put up. Once again, I'm so sorry for your loss and for how long it took for me to gather up Yuri and come here."​

 

[Ibuki No Sakura]

♥♦♣♠♥♦♣♠♥♦♣♠♥♦♣♠ Just outside the Local Cafe ♠♣♦♥♠♣♦♥♠♣♦♥♠♣♦♥

 

[Ibuki No Sakura]

♥♦♣♠♥♦♣♠♥♦♣♠♥♦♣♠ Just outside the Local Cafe ♠♣♦♥♠♣♦♥♠♣♦♥♠♣♦♥

The taps of heels came echoing loudly, with each hurried step. A young woman who look no older then thirty moved on down the street. She was getting leers from every man who crossed her path some whistled at her, and others just watched her. She hated coming to this part of town let alone walking. But she was too close to just drive to the Cafe. She had just gotten off of work, and was still in uniform. Bright teal eyes scanned the building's around. She never really came over to this direction. There was no point in it. Large breasts bounced, with each step, barely restrained by her sweater and shirt below that. Tight jean pants that showed her ass well hugged into her well. Short golden blond hair hung around her delicate face.

She was a 'yummy' sight to be seen. Normally she would have a bright smile on her face but she was going to face Touru Heart, Yuri's mother. Though she was just Yume's aunt, or Yuki as she called herself, and nearly went berserk on anyone who called her other wise. She had heard of Yuri's unfortunate accident. In truth she didn't see why Touru moved back to a place with such memories as here. But likely she wanted something to hold onto. As she entered the cafe she looked around to try see Touru anywhere. Then a annoying voice came, the reason she didn't come in here, like ever. "Mikato I should smack you upside the head with that tray of yours . You and everyone else in town knows full well I haven't married." She spoke a little vain hid under golden hair. Then she was lead to Touru, who looked radiant as ever. The young aunt whom name was Megumi Yousei. Megumi took her seat across from the young mother.

"And it's good to see you Touru-sempai. You don't look a day older then you did when we were in high school." Megumi spoke though her inner monologue was rather.... Of a different nature. 'To the point I can imagine you all grown up and bent over a table screaming my name now! ♥' Though she thought such things she let not even a hint of it show. Megumi ordered a Carmel Capachino, and that was all. When Touru started talking a dazed and confused look crossed her face. "Yume... Dead?" She spoke softly confusion in her voice. "Yume isn't dead, well in a sense I suppose you can kinda say she is. She developed split personality's when- Wait your here with Yuri!? Then Yuri isn't dead!? Your Husband spent two months with my sister and her husband, to help care for Yume after she had the mental break down when he told them that Yuri had died in a car accident. You were so distraught you were spending time with your mother and he came to help sooth the problems over with Yume...." Megumi said in a rather loud tone of surprise and confusion. Her brain was working a mile a minute! So her ex-husband told her and Yuri that Yume died, then told Yume's family that Yuri had died. She began to ponder something that happened when Yuki first appeared... "If he was lying about something like this.... That son of a bitch... So Yume wasn't lying! I knew it!" Megumi began to mutter to herself, anger's flaring up in her. That son of a bitch would pay one of these days, HE WOULD PAY. But there was no proof that he did anything now, not after so many years. Huffing in anger she couldn't believe this at all!

 

[Ibuki No Sakura]

Yuki grinned as she walked through the hallways. Proud, defiant, and so pleased with herself. It was amusing herself to finally be back to her old antics. She was skillfully avoiding being seen, by staff or students. She was good at it, she could find it easy to ditch classes. She wandered the school ground in search of her target. The lovely kitty that refused her so. ♥ As she moved through the school she amused herself pulling tricks on glass rooms she pasted. Giving hints that she was out there. But never letting them catch sight of her. But that gnawing feeling kept at in the back of her head, and each step the pain only got worse. Yuki began to sweat, even if she wasn't hot.

This feeling... She felt it before but where... Her legs began to tremble and she lost her footing stumbing forward she caught herself on the railing to the stair well. She narrowly escaped tumbling down the stair case. One was going up to the roof, and the other down to the lower level of the school. Her breath short, and the pain only growing. A sudden surge of pain sent her to her knee's breathless. It was a unbareable pain, her head felt like it was being ripped apart. In her mind another scene played out... Running.... Running... She was chasing something... It was through her own eyes but it didn't feel like her... Who was it, what was it chasing. As the vision went on she began to relive the events of the day that Yuri left. Sitting, there crying, why was she crying?

Yuki didn't understand what this all meant she didn't remember any of it! Speaking of which, she didn't remember anything before- Yuki was back into reality, gasping for breath, the pain was now curculating through out her entire body. The pain didn't subside, rather another surge of pain shot through her. Her eyes hazed over and her body gave. Yuki fell forward the thuds of her falling down stairs rung out loud through out the empty halls. Her eye's glazed over she looked like a doll laying at the base of the stairs. Her mind had retracted in ward to protect her. The moments before she blacked out she saw one thing. A man, with rich brown hair, she hated this man. She remembered this man, he was a doctor, the last thing she remembered was beating him half to death, and that was the last time she saw him. Hell that was her earliest memory of him. But this... This was before.

She felt empty and dazed, that 'man' was there. 'don't worry, it won't hurt at all, it will help you move on.' That evil smile he had, and in those moments was when she lost herself. She wasn't moving, and how she laid, it didn't look like she was even breathing.

♥♦♣♠♥♦♣♠♥♦♣♠♥♦♣♠ Just outside the Local Cafe ♠♣♦♥♠♣♦♥♠♣♦♥♠♣♦♥

The taps of heels came echoing loudly, with each hurried step. A young woman who look no older then thirty moved on down the street. She was getting leers from every man who crossed her path some whistled at her, and others just watched her. She hated coming to this part of town let alone walking. But she was too close to just drive to the Cafe. She had just gotten off of work, and was still in uniform. Bright teal eyes scanned the building's around. She never really came over to this direction. There was no point in it. Large breasts bounced, with each step, barely restrained by her sweater and shirt below that. Tight jean pants that showed her ass well hugged into her well. Short golden blond hair hung around her delicate face.

She was a 'yummy' sight to be seen. Normally she would have a bright smile on her face but she was going to face Touru Heart, Yuri's mother. Though she was just Yume's aunt, or Yuki as she called herself, and nearly went berserk on anyone who called her other wise. She had heard of Yuri's unfortunate accident. In truth she didn't see why Touru moved back to a place with such memories as here. But likely she wanted something to hold onto. As she entered the cafe she looked around to try see Touru anywhere. Then a annoying voice came, the reason she didn't come in here, like ever. "Mikato I should smack you upside the head with that tray of yours . You and everyone else in town knows full well I haven't married." She spoke a little vain hid under golden hair. Then she was lead to Touru, who looked radiant as ever. The young aunt whom name was Megumi Yousei. Megumi took her seat across from the young mother.

"And it's good to see you Touru-sempai. You don't look a day older then you did when we were in high school." Megumi spoke though her inner monologue was rather.... Of a different nature. 'To the point I can imagine you all grown up and bent over a table screaming my name now! ♥' Though she thought such things she let not even a hint of it show. Megumi ordered a Carmel Capachino, and that was all. When Touru started talking a dazed and confused look crossed her face. "Yume... Dead?" She spoke softly confusion in her voice. "Yume isn't dead, well in a sense I suppose you can kinda say she is. She developed split personality's when- Wait your here with Yuri!? Then Yuri isn't dead!? Your Husband spent two months with my sister and her husband, to help care for Yume after she had the mental break down when he told them that Yuri had died in a car accident. You were so distraught you were spending time with your mother and he came to help sooth the problems over with Yume...." Megumi said in a rather loud tone of surprise and confusion. Her brain was working a mile a minute! So her ex-husband told her and Yuri that Yume died, then told Yume's family that Yuri had died. She began to ponder something that happened when Yuki first appeared... "If he was lying about something like this.... That son of a bitch... So Yume wasn't lying! I knew it!" Megumi began to mutter to herself, anger's flaring up in her. That son of a bitch would pay one of these days, HE WOULD PAY. But there was no proof that he did anything now, not after so many years. Huffing in anger she couldn't believe this at all!

 

[Yuri]

Tour had taken notice to the confused expression was the displayed across the other women's face. Why did she seem so confused? Touru had expected some emotions to be displayed, but she was expecting sadness and even hurt. Soon, things were going to clear up. A frown heavily molded her lips, arching the corners down. Soon, her brows knitted at the center as a fierce look flared in her hazel nut coloured hues. Yume was alive? All this time, they had been living a lie. The pain and suffering she watched her daughter endure was all for what? So that man could have his way? A vision of tall man with dark hair and eyes there were so beautiful yet so sinister flashes before her mind. She could see that man grinning in that smug way he often did. All of this was nothing but a ploy so he could control the two of them. Touru began to wonder how much of this had been planned. Then, more words began to sink. Her eyes immediately shot in Megumi's direction. "He told you what?!" Touru glared angrily as she stood up rather suddenly, the chair falling backwards and crashing to the floor. Her hands slammed hard on the table, causing the drinks to slightly splash everywhere and a few things to fall over. This was all unbelievable. Within, Touru was fighting with herself as she began to take all the blame. If she had been stronger, none of this would have occurred. Yet, that was not the end of it as more words reached her ears.

Her eyes were wide as she stared at Megumi. No. He hadn't. Touru knew he was low and this proved it but there was no way he would do such a thing. Megumi need not say it, but Touru already understood and knew what she was implying. If it had been a few years ago, Touru would have fought for his honour and his reputation, but now she was not so sure. Even so, with all he had clearly done, it was still hard for Touru to grasp. Now she began to wonder if he had hurt Yuri in the same way. It took a Touru a moment to realize that the eyes of the cafe had fell upon them, her in particular. Her face was flushed as she slowly sunk herself into her seat. "Megumi-san, I don't know what to say. I can't believe this. All this time, Yuri and I thought that Yume was dead. I'm not sure ​