...I have no idea where this came from, I don't usually think up stuff like this. Oh well, it's here so hope you like it!
"This is all your fault!" I hiss at him, squirming uncomfortably in the cramped space.
"Hey, it's not my fault you showed up at the wrong time," he argues, wiggling around to make more space.
"You should just stop pranking him then!"
"Now why would I do that? Puri "
Sigh. Clearly the world hates me. Why else would I be hiding from an angry Sanada in a broom closet, with Niou Masaharu no less?
"Crap, crap, crap. He's going to find us, and then he's going to make me run laps with you, and – "
"Oh, I just got a good idea," Niou interjects, pulling me closer to him. My eyes widen and my cheeks heat up.
"H-h-hey, wait – "
His lips crash into mine, and to my surprise I don't dislike it. I close my eyes as I find myself kissing him back, and he pulls me even closer –
BANG! We jump apart as the door is flung open by a glowering Sanada. His face flushes red, though, as he takes in our rather awkward position.
"Oh, hey Sanada. What's up?" Niou asks casually, his arm still wrapped around me as I dimly wonder how red my face was at the moment.
"Ah-well-it's nothing. Excuse me," Sanada walks away as quickly as possible, and I let out a sigh of relief. I then realize that Niou's arm is still around me.
"Um, Niou…"
"Hmm? Oh, sorry. "He finally lets go of me, and for a second we don't say anything.
"Y-you should probably go to practice. Yukimura-kun won't be happy if you show up late again."
"Hmm, I guess. One last thing though." He takes my chin in his hand and tilts my face upward, and my breath hitches as his lips touch mine again.
"Niou?! What-" He grins at my response.
"Oh, that's a good reaction. I should do that more often. See ya!" With that, he walks off, and I stare after him incredulously. After he's gone, though, a small smile makes its way onto my face.
Okay, maybe the world doesn't hate me after all.
~ Fin