I don't know what the hell got into me, but yesterday, Hichigo kissed me. And I kissed him, too! And I- Nevermind! But, he made me want him more than anybody else, and I don't understand how. I'm not into guys!

   Unexpectedly, nothing has changed except for the fact that Hichigo is always talking to me during class now, so I've been ignoring him the whole day. He tries my patience. My only problem is that whenever I look at him, I blush, and memories of our kiss flood back into my mind. His warm lips against mine, and the feelings that I felt at that moment. Damn it, I need to stop thinking about that!

   I gripped my hair tightly and stared at my chemistry test. I could feel Hichigo's breath on the back of my neck as he leaned over me while I scribbled answers on the test. I felt my face warming up, and I couldn't take it anymore. Hichigo does this stuff on purpose.

   "You smell nice," he whispered against my ear. His hair tickled my skin, but I continued to focus on my test. I could feel Hichigo's head lower so his lips brushed my neck. "I wonder how you taste, hmm?"

   "Since when have you been such a pervert?" I whispered so softly, that it was barely audible. Hichigo let out a laugh, and his warm breath rolled over my skin. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up straight, and my skin tingled with anticipation.

   "I've always been like this, it just took me a while to warm up to you," Hichigo whispered," Now that I've warmed up to you, I can be myself around you."

   Hichigo's tongue slid across my neck, and I held in a groan. Stop that, you idiot! He did it once more, and I flicked his head with my pencil.

   "What the hell?" Hichigo exclaimed loudly," So it was totally okay for you to be kissing all over my neck yesterday, but I can't do the same?" He rubbed his head and sat down in his seat, grumpily crossing his arms. I blushed when he mentioned the kiss, but I was surprised that he was unaltered by it. It didn't seem to bother him that I tried to take off his clothes, or the fact that I was being extremely seductive (which is very unlike me).

   "First of all, what you were doing was not kissing, and second of all, I kissed you in private. Not in front of a whole classroom full of people," I whispered and closed my test booklet. Finally! I'm done at last!

   "I could strip in front of these people, and they still wouldn't see me! Plus," Hichigo whispered and poked my forehead, making a mocking face," I thought after taking this class, you would know a little bit more about c-h-e-m-i -s-t-r-y! Ugh, your so boring!" Hichigo removed his hand and splayed out on my desk, dramatically slapping a hand over his face. He peeked between his fingers and stared up at me.

   "Please don't strip," I sighed quietly.

   "What difference does it make. Me stripping, or you stripping me," Hichigo grinned and quirked his eyebrows. Hichigo just can't let that go, can he. Seriously. Does he has to constantly remind me about that? I lost control and got curious like every other hormonal teenage girl would in that situation.

   "You piss me off," I whispered, rubbing my forehead wearily.

   "You sure do know how to make a guy go crazy, if you know what I mean," Hichigo said as he licked his lips," I know how to make you go crazy too!"

   "Please stop," I said, my face flushing with embarrassment.

   "All you gotta do is this!" Hichigo exclaimed and shot his hands out, and they collided with my chest. I gasped in surprise, and pain, but thank God that the bell rang as I did so. Hichigo smiled, his hands still on my chest, and I slapped him as hard as I could.

   He yelled and jumped to his feet, grasping at the red slap mark on his cheek. I grabbed my test booklet and handed it to the teacher, and left the classroom with Moku at my side.

   "You and Hichigo seem to be having a disagreement," Moku said with a laugh. I bumped his shoulder gently.

   "It's not that bad. He was just being a pervert," I explained.

   "Sounds like you two are becoming good friends," Moku announced lightly," Tell him that if he does anything to hurt you, he's gonna have to talk to me!" Moku jerked a thumb at his chest as we walked out onto the street in the direction of my house.

   "Whatever, you damn wimp! I could say the same thing," Hichigo fired back when he finally caught up to us. I laughed at his comment, and Moku gave me a strange look.

   "What did he say?" Moku asked.

   "He said that you intimidate him."

   "Damn you! Damn him! Damn you all!" Hichigo screamed and threw his clenched fists into the air.

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   After Moku had walked me back to my house and left, only Hichigo and I remained. Hichigo placed his hand on my shoulder and I turned around to meet him.

   "Hikari. It is becoming dangerous for you to be around me," Hichigo said sternly, his eyes darting around nervously. Wait, does that mean- No, no. He wouldn't abandon me.

   "W-What do you mean?" I asked.

   "I need to train you," Hichigo said. He released his grip on my shoulder. Train me? I already know how to defend myself, so why does he need to do that? "I know that you are skilled in martial arts, but you need to learn to fight on a spiritual level."

   Hichigo turned and bolted down the street towards his house, only pausing for a moment to look back. His golden eyes met mine, and I blushed again.

   "Meet me at midnight at the children's park not too far from here! We will train there tonight, so get a good rest before then. Then, maybe I could have a little alone time with you, hmm?" Hichigo winked at me, flashing me a smile. Then, he turned around and continue to run, leaving me at my doorstep.

   Tonight at midnight. I'm going to meet up with him, and then I will train my hardest  to become strong like him. Then maybe, I can match fire with fire, and fight for dominance over that perverted bastard. My perverted bastard.