Delinquent

"Inoue-San!" Called out a gruff and burly first year.

"What is it Iwao-kun?" Answered a meek tiny girl, who was also a first year.

"Did you know that a student is transferring to this class tommorrow?" He said with a slight blush dusting his cheeks as he averted is gaze from Inoue's face.

"Oh? Who is it?" She asked.

"His name's Ishida Asamu, and he's transferring because he apperantly sent several students and a teacher to the hospital." He replied seriously.

"I figured it was for violence, because this isn't called the jail school for nothing right?" She responded, a twinkle in her eye.

"I guess so, but I still don't understand how you got to be in this school Inoue-San." He said stepping towards the door. "Maybe someday you'll tell me?" He asked hinting hope in his voice.

She laughed softly, and grabbed her bag following him to the door. "Maybe." She said.

He sighed in response. "S-see you tomorrow Inoue-San." He said shyly and quickly walked down the hallway heading home.

"Call me Katashi-Chan, and see you tomorrow!" She called after him.

Once he was sure she was out of sight of her, he immediately fist pumped. "Tomorrow, I swear I'll confess to her!" He yelled to himself.

××

"Good morning Katashi-Chan!" He called out enthusiastically to is crush.

"Good morning Iwao-kun." She greeted her friend.

Katashi, and Iwao had not known eachother well untill the past few weeks when they were paired togther for a history project. They were an unlikely duo, considering they were completely opposite. Katashi is small quiet, and had no friends. While Iwao was burly, apart of a ruthless gang, and spoke bluntly, and loud. But despite their differences they got along fine.

They sat in their seats and chatted untill they were silenced along with the other students while they waited for the transfer to arrive.

"I am Ishida Asamu, I could care less if we get along or not." Iwao had to admit, Ishida looked like he could pack quite a punch, concidering his monstrous height. He definitely exceeded Iwao's expectation.

Ishida sat in an empty seat next to Katashi, causing Iwao to glare harder at him. Katadhi didn't react at all, remaning still looking at the teacher.

"Please show Ishida-San around Inoue-San." The teacher asked gulping when Iwao sent him a glare.

Katashi nodded in response, and looked at Ishida, "Nice to meet you Ishida-San, I hope we can get along." She said kindly. Sticking out a small hand to shake his.

When he did not respond, she moved her hand back to it's original position, offering him a smile. "Welcome to jail school." She said softly, and then she focused back on the teacher.

His eyes hardened into a fierce glare focused on her.

Once class ended, she approached him again. "Excuse me Ishida-San, I hope I'm not bothering you but, are you intrested in club activities? Because I can take you around to see them if you're interested." She asked gently.

"Well you are bothering me, so get out of the way." He replied harshly.

"Let me know if you change your mind." She said softly.

He scoffed. Wakling to the hallway. "See you tomorrow Ishida-San."

He turned around, grabbed her wrist forcing her forward, and pulling her around at his will. Once they reached an empty hall he pinned her to a wall forcefully. "Do you know who I am!" He yelled in her face.

Her head slumped down. "Yes."

"No you don't! Stay away from me or you'll get hurt!" He yelled, stepping away from her letting go of her wrists that he held over her head seconds ago.

She slumped aganist the wall her head between her knees. Suddenly she lifted up her head, a dangerous glint in her eyes. "Yes, I do." She paused rising to her feet. "And I can't believe you don't remember me Asamu-Kun."

"K-Katashi?"

"Thats right, Katashi's back." Kataski had become an entirely different person. She no longer spoke gently, she was no longer kind. She was crule, mercilessly, and cold.

"Katashi I-"

"Cut the crap you traitor!" She interrupted. "I'll kill you." She said, flashing toward him in a second, punching him directly in the face.

He slid to the floor, his nose bleeding. "Don't mess with me Asamu." She said coldly. "Or I might kill you for real." Then she ran off.

He gulped and then sighed.

"Katashi-Chan! Katashi-Chan!" Iwao called as he frantically ran down the hallway's searching for his friend. "I'm gone for one damn second and this happens!" He scowled. He had gone to the bathroom, and when he came back apperantly newbie had kidnapped his Katashi. "I'll crush him!"

He continued his search and soon found evidence of a fight. Blood was on the floor, but no one was in sight. He feared that the blood was Katashi's, but he shruged it of in some manner of comfort to himself. As he ran down the hallway he found no other evidence, but once he turned the corner there must have been some sort of massive beat down. Because male students littered the floor practically half dead.

He turned another corner, doubting even more than before that Katashi was involved. He finally spotted her, the only problem was she was surrounded by male students who had been taking a beat down. From his gentle, kind, small, friend Katashi Inoue.

"K-Katashi-Chan?"

She snapped her head in his direction. "I'll save some for you too." And then she continued fighting.

He stood stupidity in his spot. He just could not belive what he was seeing. Sure he was apart of a gang, the fighting wasn't the problem, it was the person fighting.

Katashi finished off the 'low class thugs' and immediately charged at Iwao. She sent a flying kick to his head. But Iwao didn't take the hit. He brought up his forearm and blocked her leg. She quickly took down her leg, and sent a punch to his head. He caught her fist with the palm of his hand. He pulled her forward with her arm, and kissed her square on the lips.

He pulled away after what felt like minuites but was only seconds. "Katashi I don't know if you feel the same way but, I really like you." He said.

"I-Iwao-kun." She stuttered, her evil aura completely dissappeared, her other side seemed to have dissappeared. She looked down to see his hand wraped around her fist. "Y-you are touching me?" She gasped.

"Oh, sorry Katashi!" He said lettin go of her hand.

"N-n its just that, whenever I'm touched by anybody, I turn into a k-killing machine." She explained shyly.

"Iwao-kun what happned?" She asked looking around.

"Katashi-Chan, what's the last thing you remember?"

"Um, I remember I said 'Iwao-kun', and you were holding my hand." She said.

"That's all you remember!" He scowled, at himself. Confessing once was hard enough!

"What happened before that Iwao-kun?"

"I'll show you, here give me your hand in a fist." He said.

She made a fist and put it in his hand. He pulled her forward and kissed her again.

He pulled away"Katashi I don't know if you feel the same way but, I really like you." He repeted.

She put her hand over her mouth, and then brought it down. "I understand if you don't feel the same way Katashi-Chan." He said stepping back letting go of her hand and looking to the side, his face blushing furiously. So much for the tough thug image.

"W-wait Iwao-kun!" She called. "You're the first person that I've ever been able to touch without going into killer mode, and I, and-and, and I like you too!" She confessed.

"Can I kiss you Katashi-Chan?"

"Yes."