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Soon also 6 arrived with his bike. "So... I can recommend the espresso here... strong... bitter just what you need to stay awake." Without his helmet the black circles around his eyes showed. "I can't afford to sleep when i'm driving all the time..." He said smiling.

Dustrain rolled over in his bed. "Hey... miss nurse.... could you tell the headmaster that I won't be able to do my duty as a prefect today... someone else should tae the newcomers to the dormitory... but please not that Malfoy kid..." He put his head into his pillow while the nurse was giving him a lecture how he should worry about his body first and then about his duty. While he was laying there he got a thought. "Damnit I forgot to aks one of them to pick a book up for me...."

"I was raised with the word mudblood... it doesn't offend me at all..." Julius looked down his body. "Tch the funny thing is I wanted to use fiendfire... but I just suck at remembering spells... maybe if we get to know each other a bit better... I can tell you something about the spells I can remember." He laid his head down to his bed again. "I should rest for now since we are together in some classes, would you mind picking up my homework?" -Help them? I sense something... something big- he thought. Then he noticed Alexis. "Oh... it's you... no... I'm fine I just need some rest... but I'm glad you noticed me haha quite the observant people you ravenclaws are"

"Thank you..." Dustrain slowly pulled himself up at a wall. "It's just... I'm a mudblood... and that's why I'm getting picked on so often... even through I'm a prefect... But I see it as a test to my loyalty to Slytherin." Soon the nurse arrived, giving Dustrain a lecture about the use of offensive magic and dragging him into the room. As he took of his robe and shirt you could see that the burning did spread even to his chest over his thin body.

"It was my own foolishness... my fireball... kinda backfired on me... also if you knew who provoked me that wouldn't make things any better. In addition it would be like spitting on my title as prefect... telling bad stuff about my own house... there I go again telling it without wanting to. Dustrain grinned with one closed eye. "It's kinda hard to speak for me, you know.

"Take... Take me to the nurse..." The wizard said with closed teeth, shrugging in pain. "It.. it burns so much... my body can't take it..."

"Hehe" 6 grinned. "Looks like drinks are on me..." He went into the forest, then the sound of engines was to hear again. The headlight of the motorcycle slowly showed up from beneath the trees.

6 sat down in the grass and looked up. He was somehow enjoying the scenario. "So.... what do yo say? I can pay if I have to..." He giggled... but it didn't seem like he wanted to.

All of a sudden 6 began to laugh. Then he calmed down again. "This sure is interesting..." He leaned back. Why don't you all calm down and we talk a little, there's a real good café nearby... what do you say?" His own friendliness even surprised himself.

6 gripped his shoulder and turned his head. "Playing the though one aren't we?" He grinned mischievous, and put his rifle together again in an instant. "See, I've got no grudge against you... but you are still the one responsible for me driving with my head unprotected." Without turning around he pointed his rifle towards Ress. "Here's your last chance... get me a new helmet and I'll forget this..."

(I'm ok with that)

(The answer's simple: 6 shows up) Suddenly a dull sound pierced the air, and all of a sudden a red line appeared at Ress' nose slowly widening and blood dripping from it. "That's for my helmet...." The deep calm voice came from the ground, beneath the tree 6 stood, his heavy rifle held only by his right hand. "Consider this as a warning shot... next time you break something that's not yours I'll aim less precisely..." The ex assassin completely ignored the other man. He slowly put off his helmet reviling his long black hair and blue eyes. He threw the helm in Ress' direction. "I want it repaired by tomorrow..." He slowly walked away screwing his gun apart.

"Not again...." 6's bike was outside the woods. "It looks like I'm only good on highways... I totally got lost... damn forest...." He sighed and got back on the bike. "Guess I have to return... but still that guy owes me a helmet..." As he stepped on the gas, once again the quiet scenario of the woods was broken.

"Finally..." The howling of 6's bike disturbed the mostly quiet scenario of the woods. He turned on his lights, and the growl of the engine got louder. "Now... where is tat guy I still have business with him..." He stepped on the gas and followed the sound of the gunshots. With one hand he opened his suitcase... the sign that things just got serious.

"Where the heck is my bike" 6 punched a tree next to him, it was Misaki's tree, it shook heavily and 6 looked up through the hole in his helmet. "Oh... it's you..."He said after recognizing her aura, a trick he learned in his time as assassin. Then he moved on following the tracks of his bike, not knowing that he was close to a fighting scene.

6 lied on the ground, is suitcase in his hand. his right eye showed, because the man landed a direct hit, crushing a part of his helmet. Slowly he got up. "Bastard..." He looked around. "Now... where's my bike?"

(right) Dustrain slowly walked out of the classroom, holding his left arm, his left shoulder was smoking and most of his robe there was torn. A Slytherin ran behind him pushing him aside "Why don't you burn down the whole school next time, idiot?" He started to laugh and ran away. Julius leaned against the wall, getting weaker every moment. In the class he picked a fight with a classmate as soon as the lesson was over, the slytherin that ran off. It seemed like a fireball he had casted backfired and hit his shoulder, so the fight couldn't start at all and no teacher had to interfere. "That little bastard... if I only would be allowed to use the curses...." He slowly started to walk again. "I...I should see a nurse." As he finished that thought he broke down.

6 snapped out of his daydream and looked after the running guy. Then he shook his head and started drinking his coffee again. "Strange people around here... just how I like it." He finished his drink and payed the bill. After that he put on his helmet again and jumped on his motorcycle chasing the running guy. "I could use a little fun..."

6 sat in a café again, he loved those facilities, "the best invention of humanity." like he always said. He also liked the café's in towns and cities much more that on the side of the road, cause here he was able to sit outside. After he took a sip and inhaled a short breath of his cigarette he had to think about that girl again. "Madness... loneliness is one of the main sources for it's outbreak... but where do I want to take her? what do I want to show her? Ah yes... I remember... freedom... but there was something else..." 6 had to think o his long lonesome journeys. "I remember... it was company..." Taking a deep breath from his cigarette he looked in the sky again,that slowly turned dark. "I either have to find a place to sleep or travel on... I think I'll stay one day maybe she makes her decision...."

(I just have no idea what to write D:)

6 Decided to stay in the town a little longer. His Bike was leaned against the wall of a building, he was sitting on top of it, smoking. "I don't know why... But I want to help that girl..." He exhaled. "But why am I so sure she has the same problem I have..." He looked up to the sky. "Yeah, right... I remember."

"I see...." The man wearing black turned around. "Seek me if you are ready to flee from those looking down on you." His footsteps where so quiet you couldn't hear them at all, even through he was wearing heavy boots. His shadow grew with every inch he moved, soon consuming the whole ally. Even through he was walking he seemed like not moving at all. "You soon will learn the truth about your sanity... about the human morale and how to break it." He disappeared in the crowd, the last words that reached Misaki's ears was: "If you are done with the people and this world... search for Number 6...."

6 was just standing there, gazing into the ally. "I am nobody... but who are you... what are you?" A blue shimmer showed beneath the helm's glass as he raised his helmet. "Why are you running? Are you running from life like me?" He lowered his head again, and the shimmer disappeared. "I can show you freedom...." He extended his arm offering her to take it. "I can save you from this world..." The voice inside the helm sounded hollow, but yet closer than everything else.

"Something about this girl..." 6 decided to follow her quietly, the tall guy outgrowing the rest of the crowd dressed in black slowly following her, seemed creepy. His steps didn't go faster as long as hers wouldn't, 6 didn't say a word, just following her, with his eyes fixed to her head in the crowd. A dark aura was surrounding him, it seemed there was no soul in the suit, just emptiness. There where no thoughts inside his head, just the urge to find out who this girl was.

6 pulled the key out of his bike and put the helmet on again, keeping it closed, along with his black biker-jacket he looked a bit scary. Holding his suitcase he started walking to the source of the ruckus. "Why the hell am I even going there... it's not like I would give a damn... but still I can't just drive on." He gained walking speed he soon reached a crowd and stood before the running girl looking down on her. He wasn't even able to say something, the ex-assassin was just staring through the black darkened glass of his helmet.