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Dejima glanced at her again, although half of him wanted to kill her and eat her. Another half of him thought she was stunning, her hair, her bone structure, everylittle thing about her was perfect!

occ: thats ok. ^^

Dejima waited, and waited, and waited. After what had seemed like an eternity the bell rang, he shot up out of seat, grabbed his books and left the room, moving at just a slitghtly inhuman speed.

Dejima looked at his schedule, cursing under his breath. "Math? Come on" He muttered to himself. He knew enough math and again the question tugged at him why did he go to school?

Dejima saw the werewolf girl three seats infront of him. He stiffened, the smell of her blood tourchering him again, he grabbed the edge of his desk, nearly crushing it.

Dejima's grip grew stronger and he heard the desk crack a little bit, he relised his grip, and raised his hand. "Im not feeling well." He got up, grabbed his books and left the classroom. He leaned against his locker, dizzy, and breathing the scent of normal air.

Reigen tapped his pencil on his desk, annoyed as his subsitute teacher treated him and the other students like they were four years old.

Dejima inhaled heavily, feeling sick and his self control hanging by a thread. He looked up at the ceiling the cold surface of the lockers pressed against his back. A cold shiver ran down his back.

Reigen heard the bell ring and left to get to his next class, science had gotten him really iritatted.

-can that be the last class?-

Dejima stayed just like he was, ignoring the weird looks he was getting from people because the fact that he looked like he was about to be sick and that he was barley moving, only the rise and fall of his chest while he breathed letting other people know that he was concious.

Reigen glared as a kid tried to trip him. The kid scurried off. Today was being a real pain in the butt.

Reigen hugged her back "Hey freak, how was your day?" He asked. "Hey who's that?" He glanced at the only kid left in the hall other then himself and his sister. He was leaning against the lockers weird "You think he's alright?" The boy was so far enough away so that he couldnt smell him.

Dejima's sharp hearing picked up on the couple's conversation.