Cronus sighed as he sat in the back of the lecture room. He always hated school and college was no different. Still boring as shit, and still full of idiots. Cronus looked around trying to see if anyone from his high school had been accepted to the same college. So far no one he knew. He was trying to decide if that was good or bad when someone he knew walked in. Well, two someone's. And one was a scary mother fucker. He was about 6' 6", goth, and never talked. He gave Cronus the creeps. The other one was much shorter, and much less threatening. He was about 5' 5", curly ass black hair, and two different colored eyes. Kind of attractive. He was also the guy who hate Cronus the most in the world. Cronus sunk down in his seat hoping he wouldn't notice him.

The pair sat about three rows in front of Cronus. He breathed a sigh of relief. He really didn't want the awkward confrontation that came from running into Mituna and his freakish bodyguard Kurloz. Kurloz was still pissed about Cronus "bullying" Mituna in high school. It wasn't always bullying. Cronus remembered back to when Mituna used to tease him back. Now all he does is look down and say "I'm sorry" with that adora- stupid lisp he has. He could hear Mituna from where he was sitting. The kid was a little loud. After being in a car wreck that..let's say made him "mentally impaired" he never really noticed how loud he was. It was kind of endearing and sad at the same time. Someone behind Cronus starting snoring loudly. He groaned, then noticed the pair of mismatching eyes staring at him. Fuck. Cronus did an awkward wave while Mituna hurriedly turned around. He whispered something to Kurloz and the goth turned to look at him too. His purple eyes held so much hatred Cronus almost left the room. Kurloz mimed something that looked him strangling someone, then pointed at him. He could already tell what a great semester this would be.

The lecture droned on forever, making it worse was Mituna, quite loudly, asking Kurloz a million questions because he couldn't really understand what was being taught. Kurloz responded with notes and sign language. Cronus felt a pang of jealousy. He knew he had no right..but he wanted Mituna to talk to him like that, and feel safe with him. They were good friends, but those days were over. Cronus sighed again and got up to leave, stretching while standing. He slipped out quickly desperately wanting to not run into the goth giant. Cronus wasn't small by any means but 6' is just not as big as 6' 6" and those inches mattered.

Cronus spent the rest of the day thinking of the black haired boy that has haunted him since grade ten, when Mituna got in that accident. Losing a lot of his memories, Mituna thought Cronus was a bully and refused to talk to him when he tried. They used to tease each other all the time but Mituna was so different. Cronus eventually got pissed off and started to push Mituna father with his "teasing" to the point where Mituna wouldn't even look at him anymore. Cronus regretted how he acted every day. He should have been more patient, more kind. He was mentally beating himself up about it while getting to his car, he almost didn't notice the dark figure leaning against the drivers door until he was right in front of him. Cronus gulped.

Kurloz Makara was definitely one of the most frightening people Cronus knew. He really did not want to have this encounter today. He tried to pretend he wasn't scared.

"Hey Makara." Cronus said much more calmly than he felt.

Kurloz made some obscene gestures in return.

"Uh, would you mind moving away from my car, buddy?" Cronus said, wincing at the way he pronounced w's. He always thought it made him sound stupid.

Kurloz shook his head no.

"Look Makara, I'm not going to bother your buddy, alright? I was just stupid. Can you move now?"

Kurloz glowered at him for a second then made the universal sign for "I'm watching you" and left. Cronus debated wither or not to purchase a taser.

The drive home was filled with thousands of racing thoughts. Cronus wanted to not care Mituna was at the same college. He wanted to not care that he still hated him. By the time he arrived to his new apartment building he was pretty deep into self-loathing. He grabbed his stuff and entered the building, waving to the doorman. He glanced towards the front desk and froze. Standing there arguing with the clerk was Mituna Captor. Cronus cursed under his breath and hurried toward the stairs.

"Mr. Apmora! You have a package." the clerk called to him. It seemed today couldn't get any more awkward. Cronus walked toward the front desk keeping his eyes to the ground.

"Uh, thanks." he mumbled. He lifted his eyes and saw the red and blue eyes looking back at him. Cronus attempted to smile, which probably looked more like a grimace, then ducked out of the lobby into the safety of the stairwell. Cronus quickly made his way to the fifth floor. There was a luggage cart with various suitcases and bags on it in front of the apartment next to his. Out of curiosity he glanced at the tags on the bag. Mituna Captor.

"Well shit." he said to himself quickly going back to his apartment.