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 ⋨♘⋩                    "C'mon, Shinichi... I'm fine, okay? I think I know how to ride my Treks." He paused, rubbing his nose, then looked at Shinichi again. "Are you okay, though? I kinda just... landed on you?"

And then he falls from the sky and crashes into Shinichi, hugging him tightly. "Hi. Sorry to, uh, drop in?" Cue a bashful smile.

Shinichi was started to say the least. Last he expected was Kazu to…fall from the sky??? The detective looked up to try to see just how the other came from above. He sighed. “Kazu, were you on your treks again? Did you just fall? What if you got hurt?” Not that he was one to talk about being reckless. 

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 ⋨♘⋩                    And every girl in the classes immediately began to whisper to each other about how cute this guy was, and someone in front of him gasped quietly about a great detective -- none of this which Kazu found himself much to care about, aside from the fact that this new kid would be sitting right behind him. Chances were, everyone would be expecting him to know this new kid soon.

 Yet, Kazu ignored him when the other sat behind him and began to take notes on the lesson. Tom-Tom was a terrible teacher, but they didn't have much learn from her. Slowly, time ticked by and the bell rang.

 The blond gathered his things then dared a look back at the new student. What a weirdo. His hair defied gravity, like Ikki's did, but it looked a little stupider than the Storm King. He finally pulled his gaze away and made his way to the roof to meet up with his friends.

 He stopped to grab lunch, and made his way up to the roof only to find his stupid friends had moved their meeting spot without telling him -- again. How did he know this? Deductive reasoning, he supposed. After all, they weren't there. Kazu turned to make his way back down the staircase when a loud voice from behind the wall that protected the staircase;

 "You think 'cause every girl thinks you're so handsome means ya get a free pass through the year?" Curious, Kazu made his way around the building, peering around the wall to see the new guy surrounded by three or four bullies. Well, then... He wasn't one for drawing attention to himself, but he couldn't let them get away with this.

 ⋨♘⋩                    "Hey, what're you doing!?" but his call was unneeded.

Shinichi and Kazu -- Mozzarella

Moving was generally regarded with disdain. It was a rather tedious task, to make sure all your belongings were still with you and nothing broke during the move. Then came the people. You were in a new environment with strangers. And perhaps that was a rather negative way of looking at things, but Shinichi couldn’t help but think of it that way. He didn’t particularly want to move. When he thought about getting his body back he always thought he would pick up right where he left off and that would be the end of it. He was always so eager to return to ‘Kudou Shinichi’ and leave ‘Edogawa Conan’ behind. He didn’t realize that sometimes, hiding was a child had its benefits.

But what was done is done and now he was a student at a new high school. The school seemed to be fairly normal. Shinichi had to admit that it was nice to be in high school again. In elementary school there was always someone nearby watching to ensure your safety. In high school there was a lot less hovering. He missed that small freedom.

He expected the eyes when he walked into the classroom. People were naturally curious beings and when something new was added to their lives, they wanted to know more about it. Shinichi just stood there in a professional manner, but also was calm and relaxed. After the Conan incident he liked being stared at less and less, but he was expecting it this time so it was easier to control his fight or flight instinct. He waited patiently as the teacher introduced him and then he stepped up and introduced himself again.

"Kudou Shinichi. Hope to get along with everyone." He wondered how many of these people knew him as the ‘Great Detective’. He was fairly known throughout Tokyo but it has been almost a full year since his name appeared in the papers. It was funny, how before he would thrive off attention but now he was hoping that no one recognized him. It would be too tiring to have to answer questions and live up to expectations if he had to be the ‘Heisei Holmes’ at this new school. Of course that is to say he wasn’t about to give up being a detective, of course not, but if he could help it he was going to keep his names out of the papers. It was good he was still a minor and had the right for his names to be kept secret. It made everything a lot easier.

The teacher, Tomita-sensei, pointed him in the direction of his seat, behind a beanie wearing blond and next to a dark haired girl. He took his seat and took out his notebooks. Not that he really needed to take much notes, if any at all, but it was his first day and he didn’t want to come off as rude. Besides he needed to get on all the teacher’s good side just in case he needed to skip some classes due to a case. Not to mention all the work he missed during his time as a seven year old that he would need to make up. He sighed softly but then gave his attention to the teacher. School was school. He just had to bare through with it until the last bell rang.

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 I'm still hanging around, but I'm just chilling out on Pit a bit because he's who I have the strongest muse for. Yeah, so I'm not dead. I'm just waiting for everyone else to catch up...

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 ⋨♘⋩                    Kazu blinked and let Spitfire adjust his scarf, stuffing it into his coat. He couldn't help the smile that made an appearance when Spitfire pulled away upon finishing the handiwork. "An expensive present." He traced his fingers along the fabric around his neck.

   ⋨♘⋩                    Already, he could feel the tails along his chest and back warming his torso and he smiled a bit more. "Thanks, Spitfire," he said again. "You really didn't have to get my anything..."

I puled a thick, heavy scarf from my coat and wrapped it around his neck. He was bitter in the cold. "Take it- you need it," I smiled, tying it loosely around his neck.

  ⋨♘⋩                    The blond blew into his hands to warm them. Winter was always a pain, but he had no problem with it. Probably less of a problem with it than Spitfire, but the man still gave him his scarf. “I… Oh. Thank you.” He accepted the kind gift and, immediately, he was feeling warmer. “Thanks…”

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 ⋨♘⋩                    All too slowly, the grip on his throat faded and he could breathe again. He stole the chance to heave for air, gasping for only a moment before forcing himself to regulate his breathing. Again, he cast his gaze away and let Spitfire touch him gently.

   "Yes," came his simple reply, despite the mocking tone. He bit back tears and forced himself to look up at Spitfire. If he tried desperately to look strong, then Spitfire would have no reason to punish him. "We... We should go home." He spoke quietly, though he kept his voice strong for a final attempt to seem as though he was becoming stronger.

 That's all Spitfire wanted for him. Was to be strong. He just wanted to make sure Kazu wasn't weak, that he could become a King that could be matched by no other. It wasn't hate. It might have hurt, but it was out of love. Because if Kazu wasn't strong, he would get himself killed one day. Love hurt. That was how it was. He could handle it.

 ⋨♘⋩                    He was strong.

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 ⋨♘⋩                    He leaned back instinctively in response to the pressure on his throat, but the wall behind him prevented him from moving any farther away. "I-- Wait--"

 The movement was sharp and he could only flinch when the strong hand wrapped around his throat and cut off the air to his lungs. Instantly, he panicked, grabbing for his wrist and pulling. "Wait... No-- Please...stop..."

 ⋨♘⋩                    He sucked in air when Spitfire would let him, trying desperately to keep himself awake and breathing out of fear against death. He was pulled into a forced kiss and he struggled against it in an attempt to breathe again. Torn between complying out of fear and fighting him for air, his attempts to pull away were weak and most of his energy resided in begging. "Please--... Please...don't..."

My finger stroked his throat a little to rough, pressing into his airways. ‘Next time’ was a joke. Really quite insulting to be honest- didn’t he understand what it meant to be King? He wasn’t anywhere near the strength of one, he was a weak as fly.

Probably would squash like one too~

"You’re wretched,”��I spat, grasping his throat hard enough so he was gasping for breathe- reeling for air. Ha~! Look at him! He’ll definitely learn now~!

My lips curled back to a beautiful, sly smile and forced him to kiss me, giving him as much breathe as I felt just to keep him awake. He was boring when he passed out.

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 ⋨♘⋩                    Red. It was a bold colour. It stood out against the cold, white winter and called attention to him. While he would have rather avoided stares and the acknowledgement of existence from strangers, it was so warm that he didn't care.

   ⋨♘⋩                    He wrapped his hands in the Alpaca wool and smiled as his fingers slowly warmed in their new cloth homes. "Wow. This must've been expensive," he mumbled. Something this warm did not come from the dollar store.

I puled a thick, heavy scarf from my coat and wrapped it around his neck. He was bitter in the cold. "Take it- you need it," I smiled, tying it loosely around his neck.

  ⋨♘⋩                    The blond blew into his hands to warm them. Winter was always a pain, but he had no problem with it. Probably less of a problem with it than Spitfire, but the man still gave him his scarf. “I… Oh. Thank you.” He accepted the kind gift and, immediately, he was feeling warmer. “Thanks…”

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 Out of the Fire: I must go to bed! Tomorrow is the last day of the semester, so I'll be getting a week and a bit off so I'll be online tomorrow. Night!

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I puled a thick, heavy scarf from my coat and wrapped it around his neck. He was bitter in the cold. "Take it- you need it," I smiled, tying it loosely around his neck.

  ⋨♘⋩                    The blond blew into his hands to warm them. Winter was always a pain, but he had no problem with it. Probably less of a problem with it than Spitfire, but the man still gave him his scarf. “I… Oh. Thank you.” He accepted the kind gift and, immediately, he was feeling warmer. “Thanks…”

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 ⋨♘⋩                    Kazu winced when the fist collided with the brick wall behind him and it took a full few seconds for his breath to return from the sudden movement. He remained silence, trying to wet his lips with a dry tongue -- an effort without avail.

   "I-- It--" He exhaled hard and took a second lungful of fear with the gentle caress of his neck. He closed his eyes for just the moment, thankful for a tender touch instead of a painful one. "No-- I--... Yeah. Yeah, we botched it. Bad. You know... This team is reckless. We were...nothing to them."

 ⋨♘⋩                    He hesitated, then added, "B-But we're getting on a good strategy. Next time, we'll be ready."

I punched the wall, grazing his cheek. Luckily his face was pretty, I didn’t like dirtying it- he looked meek and pathetic when it was. Maybe if I scare him enough he might actually look at me. Wake up- snap out of it for fucks sake! He couldn’t pull this shit anymore, it old! I needed him to buck up, actually grow a heart!and stop moping around.

Pathetic. 

“‘Near the end’? What the bloody hell is that ‘suppose to mean? You fucked up hard, right? riGHT?” I yanked out my bloody hand hand from the loose bricks, stroking his neck.

Pick your words wisely Kazu~

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Shinichi and Kazu -- Mozzarella

 ⋨♘⋩                    Higachuu, the school where Storm Riders apparently gathered because almost everyone he knew there wore Air Treks on either a leisurely or competitive level.

 Still, this didn't make school anymore interesting. He was still staring off into space, not paying attention to a word this teacher spoke. The pencil tapped against his chin and he yawned, then rested his head on the table. He didn't care. He was going to fail this course anyway, so what difference did it make?

 "Oh, is he? Wonderful, send him in!" Kazu turned out Tom-Tom's voice, ignoring her as she started to speak again about something else he didn't care about. She made her way to the door and opened it, and it was then Kazu dared to look up.

   ⋨♘⋩                    Oh? He leaned up, straightening himself and leaning against the back of his chair. "What, are we getting a new student, or something?"

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 ⋨♘⋩                    Kazu gasped as he was yanked into the alley and groaned when his back was slammed up against the wall. He was sore enough already, but the rough treatment made them hurt all over again.

 His arm throbbed where Spitfire gripped tightly and he turned his face away from the scolding. He dared open his eyes and focused his gaze on a crushed pop can on the ground. He was a failure. He was an absolute failure. And he was supposed to be the next Flame King?

   ⋨♘⋩                    "I-- I--" He couldn't bring himself to look Spitfire in the eyes, and thus looked everywhere else but directly at him. "Yeah. Of course. It just...got a little rocky near the end, okay? It was just..."

"It's nothing. I fell down the stairs." (HI I'M BACK, I'M ALSO HERE TO DEPRESS YOU APPARENTLY?? HI! I'M SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU'RE STILL ACTIVE AND I'M SO HAPPY AND HI)

Kite: i jUST SHOVED MY HEAD INTO MY SWEATSHIRT AND SILIENTLY SCREAMED FOR A GOOD 20 SECONDS

BABY, YOU’VE COME BACK TO ME. TODAY WAS HEAVEN BUT THIS IS THE GLORIOUS ICING ON TOPPPPPPP !!!!!!!)

I grabbed his wrist, smacking him against the brick wall in the alley way. He was covered in bruises, head to fucking toe. I knew it wasn’t from Riding- I had eyes and ears all over town.

This was bullshit!

"Who fuck did this, hu? Hu? Was it one of those shitty ass Riders from South Japan? Did they kick your fucking ass again like last time? Or did you actually put a scratch on them?" I spat, digging my sharp nails into his skin, letting the warm blood flow from him. Good! He deserved it for losing to those pathetic losers! Shit deserved to be kicked in the ribs!

(gOD THIS IS PAINFUL BUT !!!! kAZU, KAZU, KAZU, KAZUUUUUU

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   HEYYOOOO HOW'RE YOU!?

 IT HAS BEEN A WHILE

YES IT IS I.

HELLO-

NO WORRIES NO WORRIES, FRIEND…FRIEND HELLO-

IT’S BEEN A WHILE.

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JERK, LEAVIN’, AYO-

 AT FIRST I WAS LIKe, "WHO DIS PERSON???" THEN I LOOKED AND LOOKED AD IW AS LIKE "WAAAIT IS THI---????""" AND THEN IT WAS AND I, HI, I'M SORRY I KEEP LEAVING I AM THE WORST AT KEEPING BLOGS AND I JUST CRIES

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 Out of the Fire:

 *MAKES GRAND REAPPEARANCE, BECAUSE OF THAT ONE TIME I KINDA REAPPEARED BUT DISAPPEARED BECAUSE I JOINED A GROUP AS A STUPID ICARUS ANGEL THAT I MAY OR MAY NOT NAME, BUT NOW I AM BACK HOPEFULLY FOR A BETTER TIME AND NOW I HAVE BOTH MY TIER ONE MUSES ACTIVE AND THIS IS GREAT*

 Also, I changed my theme! It's pretty-ish now.

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   "I'm not stupid, you idiot! I mean everyone else. I'm not a driver, and I'm glad. People are fucking stupid."

" People are stupid today. "

"I see you’ve come to the one and only to get your little problem solved. Wise choice, wise choice indeed! How’re ya intending to start curing this alleged stupidity of yours?"

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