"How could it be?!", Daz's voice sounded shocked. I looked at him, confused. "'How could what be?' We've just started the real fight." Daz glared at me, "Not that, a jacket lead character." I looked around, then asked, "What?" He pointed at me. "I am not a jacke-," I looked down. "Right," He was talking about the grey jacket. "Oh, this thing? It is just a jacket.", "I am not just a jacket, young one." The deep voice, once again. That was the jacket, I thought. "What is your name?" I asked the jacket. "Young master, you have to name me, for I have no name," the jacket's voice boomed out. "First of all, who are you calling master? It sounds gay. Second of all, 'for I have no name'? Sounds like you are from a fairytale, or something," I asked, stating what it sounds like, as you can see. I looked at Daz , who was looking at me sideways. "You know, if I were normal, I would ask 'Why are you talking to a jacket?' But I am not normal so... yeah." I started to wave my sword in the air. "Should we continue fighting?", I asked. "Sure, if that is okay with you." Daz shrugged. "I was the one who asked, so of course!" I scoffed. I was about to jump at Daz when someone said, "Wait," I turned to see Chakkuri scratching his head. A girl was also looking at me, confused.

Chakkuri started, "How are you doing this? Both of you, tell me!" I looked at Chakkuri, then scratched my head. "What?" I was confused. "How could you keep this from the whole class this entire time?" Chakkuri scolded. "Kage? Daz? Tell me! Did you know about this power the entire time you were here?" I scratched harder. "I don't know what you mean. I just now met this jacket." I said, confused. "Do you mean bought, right? Maybe you mean the jacket is a living thing... Meh, too unrealistic." Chakkuri's eyes darted from my face, to the jacket, then back. "If you want to tell them, you should think of a way to get them outside," The jacket whispered. "Maybe we should take a break from fighting. Tie?" Daz said, looking at me. "Yeah, sure. How about this: Want to be friends?" I asked. "Sure," Daz replied.

"Hey, Chakkuri, want to go out sometime? That sounded gay, but I mean to find out more about my jacket," I asked, then sat down in a chair. Chakkuri agreed and went to get his stuff. A few seconds later, the bell rung and everyone was pouring out of the classroom. "Daz. Kage. Great job presenting today. You both get A's... well, Kage, let's just say, um, B." Mr. Sutekina said. Daz levitated some pencils and pointed them at Mr. Sutekina. "It isn't fair to give Kage a B when he did just the same amount of work as me. He deserves an A, just like me." Daz let the pencils fall, then walked out with me. "Can I come with you on your date with Chakkuri?" Daz asked. "It isn't a date. He might be gay, you are most definitely gay, but I am not," I said, eyes closed. Daz was about to say something when the girl who was looking at me confused came over to ask me something. "May I, um, come with you when you meet Chakkuri? I also have, um, questions," the girl asked, blushing. "Sure, as long as you don't get in my way," I reply patting her head.