[h3]IKARI[/H3]

Ikari looked at her with an amused expression, before letting out a small laugh of his own. [Color=blue]"Pff, ya still with neighbor thing? Just who the hell do you think I am?[/color] He said while standing up, still facing her. [Color=blue]"Well, suit yourself princess. But try to not get yourself killed too often, I like my hand unharmed"[/color] He teased her with a grin that screamed "punch me right now" while massaging his injured hand. He was sure that the bandages were a little too tight.

If she wanted to protect him, then so be it. Arguing with her about what to do and what not is like trying to stop a meteor barehanded. Better leave her do what she wanted. Or make her think that she was doing it in the first place. The way she said that she was going to protect him certainly struck a nerve, and bad memories were resurfacing, so the sooner he left that place the better. [Color=blue]"If you want to protect me so much, then I won't stop you, 'sis'. But just so you know, getting involved with me is bad business, and there are things worse than what was going to happen today"[/color] He said with a serious face. He could still remember how they were talking about her. What could've happened if he didn't stop them? Ikari certainly didn't want to know.

He started walking towards the door, before a even more annoying thought struck him down. [Color=blue]"Aaah, fuck the principal. Now I'll have to catch up 3 days of school!"[/color] The blond yelled to no one, scratching his head in anger. Problems seem to love him a little too much. First it was an asshole with a knife, and now it was suspension. A normal day on good ol' Ikari's life.