Summary: Takanari Touguu has never been fond of running ever since he became the shadow of his brother because of his illness of running. But then today, he wanted to run so many laps for some reason.
Warning/s: OOC. Grammar Errors. Confusing. Attempt.
Disclaimer: You know the drill.
A/N: Shinshi needs more stories!
Inspiration: tokyobend17

"Shi-zu-ma-sa-sa-ma!" Haine syllabicated.

Takanari glared at her and still continued to walk, ignoring the girl.

She puffed her cheeks. She knew what he wanted.

"Takanari-sama," she started. He paused.

"Yes Haine?" he asked.

"You have to meet the P.E. teacher, for your information!"

He rolled his eyes.

"I don't like that class, I don't like that teacher, can I just fire him?" he asked in an as-a-matter-of-fact tone.

"No… I think. You should meet him!" Haine nagged.

Oh God, he thought. This girl's so annoying.

"Alright, alright already! I'll go see him now." He stated, emphasizing the word "now".

Haine chuckled and followed him to the gymnasium.

"You'll have to run laps," the coach ordered.

He glared at him. He was never fond of running ever since he became the shadow of his brother because he was suffering from a disease that could be activated by running.

"Hell no!" he retorted.

"Even though you have the highest position and you can easily boss anybody around, I'm still your teacher, Touguu-san."

"­-sama." He corrected.

Haine watched Takanari and the P.E. teacher fight like cats and dogs. She sweat dropped.

"No!"

"YES!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

Alright, Haine could only take so much.

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" she exclaimed.

She pulled Takanari away from the P.E. teacher.

"Excuse me sensei, I'll be…"

"Go ahead." The teacher said. "Just tell him anything just to run laps."

Haine then let go of Takanari.

"So you're going on her side too?" he asked.

"Of course not, Takanari-sama! I just need to let you run some laps so that we can go somewhere!" Haine exclaimed happily.

Takanari sweat dropped.

"Eto… Let's see… Oh. Well, I'll make you an offer, Takanari-sama!" Haine said in a chipper tone.

"Oh?" he asked.

"For every lap you run… you'll receive a… key chain?"

He looked at her with a what-the-hell look.

"A hug?"

"Maybe… but it's too… small."

"TAKANARI-SAMA!!" Haine whined. "Fine, a kiss."

That made him suddenly interested.

"On the cheek." She added.

"Lips." He quickly retorted.

She blushed. "Cheek."

"Lips."

"Cheek."

"Lips."

"AGH, FINE! Lips, all right? So just run already!" she exclaimed.

"Hey, sensei…" Takanari started.

"What?" she asked.

"How many laps should I run?" he said, now smirking.

"Well, since you gave me a hard time… and you made me wait awfully long, I'll say like… seventy, possibly?" she said.

He grinned.

Haine gulped and gave the teacher a no-please-change-your-mind-and-make-it-a-smaller-number look.

"Otomiya, what's with the look?" she asked.

"D-Don't you want to make it lower, s-sensei? I mean… he could get tired…"

"Make it eighty." He ordered.

"Okay, what's with the sudden change? Whatever… eighty it is."

He then started to run.

Eighty, he chorused in his mind.

"Oh yes, sensei," he called.

"What now?!" she cried in an exasperated tone.

"Let's make running the exercise every meeting, alright? Good."

"Whatever, Touguu… Just keep running."

And Haine Otomiya fainted, knowing what would happen after this.

eighty by heartofstone42

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