"You know…You're the most beautiful girl I ever seen in the whole universe, Ikhny. And your eyes; they show so much emotion, I could've never forget them, they are so beautiful…you are so beautiful, Ikhny. And I'm thinking if I could just…kiss you right now…if I could just touch your gorgeous lips…"

   "Well, maybe you can…"

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  " Are you out of your *mind*?!" 

  "What?"

  "What do you think Hiead? *Why* in the universe did you do that?!"

  "Do what Allecto?"

  "You punched my partner! Why did you do that?"

  "Oh for Goddess' sakes Allecto!" he paused. "Oh come on! He was trying to rape you, don't you see?"

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  "Shut up. You know what? I tried to help you just this once – but you are so stupid, you can't even get that into your little head."

   "And w-why do you suddenly care?"

   "You right; I don't; but I just hate to see a weak person like you get even weaker; makes me sick. That idiot could have ruined your life by doing things to you."

  "You m-mean the kind of things you d-did?"  

  "Go to hell."

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   That wench. Thank hell she was gone, gone for good. Hiead mentally smirked to himself. Tarria should have known better than to bully people around in the main hallways. Any idiot knows that there are cameras in all the mass places on GOA.

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  "It's just so cute when you blush! Who would've thought… she has stolen the hearts of two men!"

  "Would you stop it please…"

  "The two guys are willing to kill each other for you!"

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  "I don't know…maybe Hiead likes you, but maybe he just doesn't know it yet…do you like him?"

  "Of course no…t. Why would I like him?"

  "Beats me… but if you *do* like Hiead, I think you should do something about it."

  "Never."

  "Why not?"

  "B-because…never! No! I would never-…and Mick; I almost forgot about him! I have to visit him, see if he is alright."

   "Ikhny."

   "…Yes?"

  "Let me tell you something about men."

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        The quiet rhythm of muffled footsteps could be scarcely heard if only ones would strain themselves long enough to listen to the sound. It was pleasing enough for her to know that no living soul would be around her at that moment – for she knew, most of the GOA inhabitants were having their meal at the cafeteria. She, on the other hand, wasn't hungry at all – instead she felt like…sleeping, or fainting maybe: just something that would make her pass out from the material world long enough to forget about her conversation with Kizna. It was so alien to her…to be talking about boys and in such an amount. Ikhny's friend sure knew lot's about guys; however, Kizna didn't speak from her own experience, never having to deal with male population so much in that matter, but most of the information was inherited to her by Kizna's mother.

       It must have been some sort of tradition – for every girl to receive the male-knowledge inheritance from her mother. Ikhny wondered how come her own mother have never talked to her of how to behave with boys…but then again, maybe it was a good thing – not be obliged to have the oh-so-famous talk with her parent.

       She strolled around another turn and continued walking down the much-despised hallway, with her thoughts flying somewhere else in the depths of her inner self. Ikhny felt her glasses slip downward a little and she absently pushed them up a little rougher than she intended to. These were her new glasses and very uncomfortable ones at that. The old spectacles were broken blissfully (thought unintentionally) by Kizna's jumping tush on her bed, as the fox-eared girl tried to convince her that Hiead was her future husband to be…how ridiculous.

             But that was far beside the point.

      …The things she would have to do today…

     Ikhny tried her best not to think of it, but still couldn't face the fact of what would happen if Kizna found out she wasn't going to talk to Hiead at all. About anything. Ever.  And besides, who said I loved Hiead, who even said I *liked* him? This is all pure nonsense. Kizna did this; it's all her fault. Kizna was the one to make me think even for a moment…that I…like him…because I don't…I don't…because I don't even know him, therefore I cannot like him!  And it's not like *he* ever acknowledged me as a-

    "Ikhny?" She was caught completely off guard. Her eyes observed the surroundings as the girl came to the conclusion that while having the mind rambling, she didn't even notice where she was going.

    "Mick…uh, hi…" She felt a sudden loss of words in her mind, Ikhny had completely forgotten about *him*.

    "Hi." Several awkward moments of silence followed afterwards, and before he could say anything else, it just hit the brown-haired teen like a lightning: Mick was going to talk to her about…and then he would try to…again…

    "Oh dear…" The words escaped her mouth so quickly – it was hardly audible, but loud enough for the grey-eyed boy to hear her. Ikhny stared at him for a brief moment, not quite knowing what to do…she knew what it meant when he looked at her like *that*. "So…uh, how are you? What did they say at the medical bay?" He seemed to hesitate briefly before he spoke back; obviously Mick's thoughts were somewhere else while he was talking.

    "Ikhny," The way he said her name was making her dizzy for a moment, but only for a moment.

    …Or was it that she liked him?

     Mick seemed to catch an unvoiced messege. He carefully moved closer, and stopped a breath away from her. She looked so beautiful in this ugly light of GOA's hallways. He wanted to say something that would maybe comfort her in some way – for that was one thing he desired most: to make her happy. Here. Now.

    And then he kissed her.

    Ikhny was not sure what exactly happened, because she was suddenly out of breath, and in complete confusion. Her thoughts were dragged down a long road, which seemed to never end, and the dizziness came back again. She felt a surge of familiar electricity running through her veins, and spreading itself all over her body. Ikhny wasn't in a state of awareness at the time, this being her weak moment, so she was not able to control her own thoughts and most importantly her mouth, which slowly uttered a name.

    Not Mick's name.

    But his…

    When she came to her senses it was, of course, too late. Mick stood where he was, looking at her in a complete disbelieve, little crystals forming in the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't help but to let them slide down on both sides. She stepped back, watching him with pain. How could she be so cruel?!! Her mind screamed at her, and she felt tears appear in the corners of her eyes as well. How could I be so careless? So hurtful? How can she be just like Hiead? No…please, only not like Hiead. Her eyes widened with horror…this is the worst thing she could have done to anyone. Ikhny stepped back.

    "I'm so sorry," she managed to say out loud, before taking off wherever her legs were carrying her. Anywhere…just not here.

    "I love you, Ikhny," but only the loathsome walls of GOA heard his words. Mick slowly fell to his knees, the inflicted pain becoming more intense inside. She said his name…Hiead's name…

    But he couldn't hate her; he would never hate her; because he just realized he loved her too much to hate her. Mick only had himself to hate, for he knew how much emotional pain he caused her just now…

    TO BE CONTINUED…

    Please don't hate me; I stopped writing for quite while. Today I decided to begin again… Give me feedback…and yes; I have been taking a couple of English classes.