"Why?" Fuuma repeated the question to himself.  He knew why he was doing it.  He didn't want to tell Laura though, he counted her as a friend, but the reason was something he had to deal with.  He took the Dr. Peper, but didn't drink out of it yet.<br/><br/>"I..." Fuuma looked for the right words<span style="font-style: italic">I care about you guys, I don't want you to die in what should be my fight...you need to stand together for that to happen.</span>Or so ran his thoughts, but what he said was; "We need to survive, that's all I know, and the sooner I can get us all to work together the better, although..." he paused a bit, "I don't know if there are any leaders in this class, not even me..."