"Trust nothing but pain to get me through the daze. Sleep with one eye open not to be their prey. Fist against my face they bring me to my knees, the pressure's crushing down so hard I can't break freeeee..." Shahbaz sang as he and Dominick passed a gas station where they usually picked up drinks. They didn't this morning simply because neither one of them were feeling thirsty. Dominick was walking along, holding his cane like a Microphone. [b]"When I can feel my skin craaaawl... When I'm about to craaaack... The hunger for revenge gives me strength to staaaand..."[/b] Both the boys took a deep breath before they both sang out at the same time. It was... Decent. At least they got the lyrics right.

[b]"I will be your deaaaadmaaan! With nothing but this blood on my hands! Stuck in your "Wonderlaaaaand"! I just want to make you bleed like me..."[/b] Soon Shahbaz stopped singing. Dominick continued on with the song for a moment until he noticed Shahbaz was silent. [b]"Yo wussup? See something?"[/b] Shahbaz pointed towards someone laying on the floor, not that it would help Dominick. "Yeah, looks like someone took a nap in the streets. He's wearing our uniform too. Should we go check it out?" Dominick pondered his options. There was still a lot of time before school started, but who knows how long this would take. Worse comes to worse, they could say they were helping a fellow student out. He just hoped they didn't walk onto a crime scene. [b]"Yeah, let's see what's up."[/b]

The two boys walked over to the kid on the ground. He had blond hair and Shahbaz actually recognized him. "Aye, it's [i]Kuso[/i]!" Dominick turned to him and gave him a strange look. [b]"That's not very nice. But I take it you know who he is?"[/b] Dominick said to Shahbaz in English. His friend nodded his head and walked away from the body. "Yeah, he's kind of an ass. I mean, not to me, but I've heard people talking about him. He's not good news." Dominick pondered some more. He didn't want any trouble, but this "Kuso" fellow seemed to be in some sort of trouble at least. He walked over to where the body was, poking the ground until his cane poked into what felt like flesh. [b]"Hello? Are you well? Do you need assistance?"[/b] Dominick said in Japanese.