Chapter 3 - Chapter 1

Chapter I: Pain

The students crowd the entrance,

To where? It's the school building,

As the first school day enhance,

A hooded guy goes through running.

Kaito is the guy's first name,

From the Mizushiro Clan,

However they say the same,

He's in second year, it's planned.

As he then slows down to walk,

Let's get a glimpse of the past,

This might be a silent talk,

Though pain derived that thou cast.

"There once was a pretty lad,

Though not much, plain and simple,

Though I thought that all was glad,

Lurks from the name of little.

Kin thou mark a sense of trade,

A trait that is beyond compare,

Not all seems good, there's one blade,

Cuts deep like claws of a bear.

Playful, good, one of a kind,

Arts thou fill, an empty eye,

Ubiquitous in my mind,

Like my heart would like to fly.

A fun time likely to share,

Stricken a bit of a change,

Hope that one exchange the care,

Each distance to say it's strange.

But let's say, not all went well,

Eye the chance to speak at ease,

None can tell what is to spell,

The words down, tremble my knees.

Mindful that you are aware,

What lies ahead of your path,

Dark, cloudy beyond despair,

No one can tell from one's wrath.

A promise throughout the time,

Many days have just begone,

In a snap, when was the chime?

Cover the things, I have done.

Aren't ya cold, head to bone?

Or a switch that has turned off?

Oh the light, where has thou gone?

Weak, I am, ever to scoff.

Challenges I climb to face,

Just to talk with you again,

Why thou gap fills in with space?

Thus I'll try many times then.

When I try to speak with you,

Nothing is good, just the cold,

This is why I did turn blue,

Feelings that isn't like gold.

Now you tell me to avoid,

Do I consider a thing?

Tell me that it's all a feud,

A heavy chest do I bring.

Confused, depressed, there's one more,

Can't really move on from you,

It ain't easy to the core,

You broke me, and my heart too."

When he enters the classroom,

No one shows or put notice,

Even his friends picked the broom,

It's swept, not like a lotus.

One friend that's so popular,

Akihito is the name,

Although he is this polar,

His music has played the game.

Though he's popular in school,

He left Kaito no excuse,

With this sense out of the pool,

He comments and to expose.

"For all the things that I have taught,

For all the years we have gone through,

Why has thou replace it with naught?

Worthless I think that I should know."