Me: Hola!!! This is a fanfiction on Goth!!!Yay!!! It takes place when Itsuki isn't as…whats the word…malicious…but still!

Itsuki: Malicious? I am NOT malicious!!!Malicious people like evil and death!

Me: nough' said. And onward! I sadly do not own Itsuki or Morino…but happily I so own Tsukime!!!! Wheeee!!!!

"Itsuki-kun! Wait up!" Tsukime called after the young boy. He turned around, revealing his emotionless, jet black orbs. She smiled when he stopped walking.

"Hello." He replied dryly.

She didn't seem to care; she went on smiling, "Uh…Itsuki-kun, may I ask you a question?"

"Get on with it."

"Well, the school dance is coming up, and I wanted to know if you would like to go with me? T-to the dance!" she didn't sound confident, but not completely self-conscious either.

He considered it, then said "Whatever… I guess I'll go." For you, he thought, trying hard not to blush or smile. Itsuki Kamiyama, the only friend of Yoru Morino, the girl who had just recently had been found dead behind dumpster, had a reputation for being cold and mysterious. He had a few friends, but they didn't know the REAL him. Except, of course, Tsukime. He didn't like to treat her so rudely, but he wasn't sure how to act. When he was close to Morino, all he wanted was to see her dead. She was annoying and stupid. But she was beautiful. He can't stop himself to think. It didn't matter. He didn't like her. Tsukime was the first to discover that he adored gruesome crimes and mysteries. He did like her.

"Wonderful!" she squealed. "Um, it's this Friday, and I was planning on skateboarding there, unless…"she trailed off.

"I'll pick you up, around six?" This time he couldn't stop himself from blushing a bit, she was too dang pretty.

She nodded then hooked her arm with his. His heart raced. She did this often, and whenever she did, his heart sped up, fast. She was skipping slightly, and was humming as they quickly went into the hall. Before they entered the science class, he couldn't help himself, he turned to look at her, and smiled. And not even one of those fake ones he puts on for some of his friends. It was truly genuine. He surprised himself with even doing that in public.

Later that day, Itsuki was watching the news when he got a call. "Hello?"

"Hey! It's Tsukime! I have to ask you something reeeeally important!"

"Uh, kay…what is it?"

"What are you wearing?"

"Clothes…The same ones I was wearing at school? Why do you need to know that?"

"NO! To the dance! God you're weird…"

"How should I know, I'll figure that out then…why does it matter?"

"It is senior prom, stupid!"

"That isn't that big of a deal…"

"I know you would think that, that's why I waited…and called it a da-wait! Why am I telling you this?"

"HOW THE HELL SHOULD I KNOW!"

"ANYWAY! I wanted to know if you wanted me to wear a dress or what."

He had to think. I haven't ever seen her in a dress that would be nice. But I know she barley wears skirts. She offered to wear a dress, but is that like some stupid chic test? AHA! A loophole! "What do YOU wanna wear!?" he confidently proclaimed.

"Uh, well, I don't like dresses, but this IS kinda big, and I do have a dress I could wear…"

"WEAR IT!" he bellowed into the phone. Silence on the other end. "H-hello?"

"k-kay…"She stuttered.

"Oh no! I didn't' sound….sound…mean or...or pushy did I?" he freaked out. Oh GOD! I didn't make her scared did I? Ah! Hope to God I didn't!

"I gotta go-talk to ya later!"

"TEXT ME!" he called after her, but she had already hung up. "DAMN! I can never talk to people!"

ME: do you like it?? Should I go on? Well, anyway-this is the first fanfiction I actually started…I didn't put it up to now because I didn't know what category to put it in….well….sorry if there are flaws in stuff.

Itsuki: I can't believe I sounded so gay!

ME: You did not!

Itsuki: Did TOO!

PLEASE ENJOY SOMETHING ELSE WHILE THEY GO ON