Hey! I'm back! I won't updating very frequently because I'm doing this in secrecy. My parents let me use Wattpad as long as I don't write anime stuff but I still write them. Anyways, I continued because I felt bad for all the people who have requested stories.

In this story, Kuroha is a little Oc. XD

Requested by: levi1504

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Stupid!

Useless!

Brat!

Whore!

Brainless!

Those words kept ringing through her head as she sat on her bed. Her friends had kicked her out of their band after making a silly mistake which turned into a huge accident. She lay on her bed and stared at the ceiling fan.

Look what you did! You can't do anything right!

She sat up and stared at the framed photo of her and her friends. All posing with big goofy grins on their faces. She whimpered slightly as the tears behind her eyes threatened to fall.

Shit! (B/F/N)! Help me! (Y/N) destroyed our instruments!

And (B/F/N) didn't even stick up for her. If only they knew the truth... Life started going downhill from there.

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Rays of the morning sunlight shined into the (H/C) haired girl's dark room. (Y/N) woke up and groaned. 'Mom again...' She went to the window and closed the blinds. She sat down on her beanbag and stared at a blade that sat on her desk.

The shiny, sharp tip looks so nice. Should she? There was no goals in her life anymore... Heck, the world probably doesn't even knows she exists anymore. The news that (Y/N) got kicked out of her friends' band was on telly that night.

A reporter asking her friends questions.

'Whatever. We didn't need her in the first place. We're better off without her.' A frustrated Corey said, looking up from fixing his guitar.

The girl reluctantly grabbed the blade and ran her fingers over the smooth metal. 'Should feel nice to die, doesn't it?' She asked herself quietly. She didn't know what to do anymore. Her whole world was torn apart.

She sat back down on the beanbag and stared at the blade in her hand - constantly flipping it around. A part told her to do it but another part told her otherwise. She sighed heavily and threw the blade at the wall.

'Honey?' (Y/N) heard her mother ask from outside. 'Why don't you go out for a bit?'

'Cause I don't feel like it.' (Y/N) replied bluntly as her mother entered to collect her uneaten dinner which was cold and replace it with warm breakfast. Her mother just sighed sadly and went out of the room.

Soon, (Y/N)'s mother came back with a bright smile on her face. 'Honey~ Guess what? A friend has come to see you!' The girl looked her mother then looked away.

'I'm so sorry but she doesn't want to talk. She's been in there for three weeks already! I'm so worried about her.' (Y/N) heard her mother say.

'It's alright, auntie. I'll go see her myself.' She heard another voice say. It sounded vaguely familiar... Wait... Kuroha?! (Y/N) jolted straight up from her beanbag. Why is he here?!

'Because I wanna see my little innocent angel~' Someone whispered beside her. (Y/N) punched the guy in the face immediately.

'UWAHH!' She screamed. Kuroha face planted onto the ground. 'Oh! Sorry, Kuroha.' He shook up and smiled creepily.

'How's my little angel (Y/N)? It's been awhile hasn't it?' He asked. (Y/N) nodded and stared at him from the tips of his jet black hair to the tips of his toes.

'You... look different...' She noted. Last time she saw him, Kuroha was the depressed one. He was always wearing black and she was a little creeped out by him at first but she warmed up to him slowly.

'At least someone noticed!' Kuroha cried. He was wearing a light blue sweater. Inside was still black though but it's a start. 'Oh! I've got something for you.' He said and took out a gift - neatly wrapped in wrapping paper.

'Thanks...' The (E/C) eyed girl nodded. She sat on her bed with a small sigh.

'What's wrong?' He asked, his eyes filled with concern. (Y/N) just shook her head. Kuroha stood up and threw a surprised (Y/N) over his shoulder. 'Let's goooooo!'

'E-eh?!' (Y/N) cried, a blush covered her face as Kuroha carried the girl out of her room. 'K-Kuroha!!!'

'Hey, Mrs (L/N)! I'm going to borrow (Y/N) here for awhile. Thanks.' He said and left with (Y/N) punching his back. Once outside, he dropped (Y/N) off his back and stretched. (Y/N) sat up and glared at him.

'Man! Nothing like a good run after locking yourself up in that stuffy room!' Kuroha said as he looked at (Y/N). 'Right, (Y/---N)? .... Shit.'

'I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!!!' The (H/C) haired girl screamed as she chased her childhood friend around the garden of her house. Kuroha just laughed and stopped - making (Y/N) crash into him. She punched him and kicked him but he didn't even flinch.

'Dammit!' She muttered, frustratedly running her hands through her hair. Kuroha snickered and poked her cheek. 

'Time to get up, (N/N)~~'

The black haired boy received silence. Just silence. As a reply. He tried again and again but no avail. Finally, his eyes met those sparkling (E/C) orbs that he adored so much. That he could stare at all day.

'How do you do it?' She asked. 

'Huh?'

'How do you be so goddamn happy?' (Y/N) asked again.

'How do I be so happy?' Kuroha chuckled. 'I know a person who helped me when we were five. She's like a role model to me. She helped me come out of my shell. That time, I was the depressed one and she was the happy one. Always so happy-go-lucky... I was the one asking her the same question you're asking now... I remember that day so well.'

~flashback~

'How are you so happy all the time?' A five year old Kuroha asked the girl in front of him with big yellow eyes.

'Well, I think of my favourite things of course!' Was the answer he got. 

~flashback end~

Kuroha faced (Y/N). 'Now I'm going to answer you the same answer I got when I was five... I think happy thoughts and about my favourite things.' 

(Y/N) stared at Kuroha and burst out laughing. Kuroha stared at her in confusion. 'What's so funny?'

'I just realized you said "think happy thoughts" and my mind just wandered off to Miraculous Ladybug!' (Y/N) wheezed between giggles. Kuroha rolled his eyes and whacked her head.

'Still annoying as ever I see.' Kuroha said then smiled. 'You should smile more. It makes you look even more beautiful.'

(Y/N) blushed after hearing this and punched Kuroha lightly. Then a question popped into her mind. 'Wait... Then, may I ask... Er, what makes you happy?'

Kuroha suddenly smirked and gently caressed her cheeks which was now a rosy colour. 'What makes me happy? Hm... You.' Said (H/C) haired girl's cheeks darkened at Kuroha's cheesy remark.

'(Y/N), ever since you told me you were moving away, I was so sad. My mind was clouded with thoughts of you every night. Even at school. Until my teacher couldn't take it anymore and expelled me.' Kuroha whispered. '(Y/N), what I'm trying to say is... I really really like you.'

'Kuroha... I like you too. A lot.' (Y/N) smiled. She kissed the tip of his nose and giggled. 'But we're totally different. We have absolutely nothing in common.'

'Heh... Don't you see? Opposites attract.'