I walked into the classroom following my childhood friend, Guren. I'd known him and his family since I was little. He told me he wanted me to join the moon demon company. I'd agreed and he showed me to my classroom. I could hear yelling on the staircase a few floors up. Two or three maybe. As we got closer to the classroom it grew louder. Louder. Louder. Soon enough I could make out most of what was being said.

"Shut up, bakka!"

"Who are you calling bakka, you telephone pole!"

"What's going-" I entered the room to see the two from before. "Oi! Kimizuki-kun! Yuu-chan! You guys are here?" I asked enthusiastically, glad I won't be alone like I was for the last 4 years. But I guess this would be different, alone in a crowd of people, unnoticed and unwanted. Different from real isolation, I guess, but still as painful. Anyways, the two paused and looked at me. They sat down at the sight of Guren. Bitter looks were on their faces.

"This is Sarashimioh ChiyoChi. Or for lack of better term, the Lax," Guren explained. I punched his arm.

"Oi, I'm not careless!" I tell him, then go to sit down. A couple people give me looks of respect as I go to sit down. Probably because I punched Guren.

"Well, you were straight up, weren't you?" Laughed Kimizuki. You smirk.

"That's my thing." He smiled at you.

"Okay he shrugged and turned back to the front of the class where he just seemed to remember Guren. Yuu-chan did as well.

"Oi, Guren! Give me my weapon."

"Yes! We're ready!!" Guren stared at the two. He heaved a loud sigh.

"Fine. Everyone stand." We all did. "If you survive this, you can get your demon weapon." He drew his sword and swung it into the ground. The room around us almost seemed to begin to break. It dimmed to a purple. Kimizuki cringed and clubs to the desk. I was shielded by my shadows. My demon. I didn't need a new one, but hey, back-up never hurt. Yuu-chan was fine and so was the kind-looking, brunette boy next to him. They were confused. Guren looked at those of us left and nodded. He looked to the teacher -his old guard, Sayuri- and explained the situation. She nodded. He looked back at us.other than Yuu-chan, Kimizuki-kun, the brunette, and some purple-haired girl, the entire class was on the ground, moaning in pain, some even passed out. Guren glared. "Follow me," he commanded, then we left the classroom of fallen classmates, to find a new demon. A new weapon. A new battle to win. And we will win it. That is a certainty.