[h3]IKARI[/H3]

Ikari wasn't really listening to the principal anymore. This was the perfect opportunity to kick him out for good, something that the school's staff was more than happy to agree with. Brute, problem child, those were the only things they saw in him. A waste of space, and a violent kid who was better on his house than in school. Without being willing to listening him, the principal rambled on how he was a constant threat to the other students, and that his true nature was finally shown with the little incident. Kabuki was deemed as a victim of the situation, so they let him go. Tough luck for him, eh?

[Color=orangered]"...And, given the circumstances Mr. Shitsurei, I can't let this slip off like other incidents. So hereby, you're officially expul-"[/color] Just as he was about to dictate the harsh punishment for  the boy, the headmaster was cut off by the sound of doors roughly opening. [Color=red]"Ikari's not the one who hurt me!"[/color] A voice of a teenager suddenly butted in the conversation. Standing there, looking like a total mess, was Misaki. The blond widened his eyes in surprise. He didn't expect at all that she would show up, just like that. She dodged a teacher that was going to drag her out of the office, and slapped her hands loudly on the desk. [Color=red]"He didn't hurt me. I can show you who did! They're the ones you should punish!"[/color] She said with determination, meeting the headmaster's eyes with her own.

Ikari stared at her dumbfounded. This was just like years ago. He would get bullied, and she would stand up for him. Even when he acted like that, she was willing to burst into the headmaster's office just to help him out. [Color=blue]"Mi-chan..."[/color] He whispered without thinking, realizing what he said just seconds later. He clenched his fists, ignoring the pain of the cut that Kabuki had laid on him when they fought. 

[Color=blue]"You idiot! This is exactly the reason of why you ended up in such a mess, learn when to shut up a little!"[/color] He yelled at Misaki while standing up, ignoring the sudden wariness of the other teacher alongside him. [Color=blue]"I don't need your goddamn help, or anyone's!"[/color] The blond stated with a determination equal to the girl's own, his grave voice echoing in the room. He saved her, and that was it. He didn't need her pity or help, he could get out of his situation, like he always did since years ago when he was left alone...