Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. Matsushita-sensei does. ::sob::
He's late. But then, Tsuzuki-san is usually late, the bafoon. This time, however, he's got my partner with him. It's nothing to me if Tsuzuki-san wants to risk Tatsumi-san's wrath, but dragging my partner with him into delinquency with him is unforgivable. Wakaba-chan is a nice girl, too good for an irresponsible glutton like Tsuzuki Asato. And besides..she's my partner. I'm not even really supposed to be here today. It's my day off. But Wakaba-chan seems to want to hang around and be friendly - she's inordinately good at that - and I don't really know where I could go without her. Well.I could go home. I'm sure there's something to do there. I could.I could clean something. Or do laundry. But I hate to clean. Wakaba- chan is the neat one. If it weren't for my firm wish not to be associated with Tsuzuki-san in any way, I'd probably look a great deal more rumpled, most days. So, no. No laundry. I'll.I'll practice my kyudo instead. No doubt I'll be our only hope on the tournament this year, as per usual. Practice certainly wouldn't hurt me. Perhaps I'll wait just a bit longer, just until Wakaba-chan comes back...
half an hour of pointless waiting
Lunch was over ten minutes ago, where the hell is my partner?! Oh, wait, here they come now, she and Tsuzuki. He's holding something.a Cinnabon!! He's kept the chief - not to mention Tatsumi-san - waiting to begin a very important staff meeting all because of a Cinnabon!! Sending my partner after sweets for him.incorrigible! And look!! He walks in here so unconcernedly, hand-in-hand with Wakaba-chan, right in front of me! It's so easy for you, isn't it, Tsuzuki-san? Does it happen to cross your mind that I can't do that? She's my partner, Tsuzuki-san, but I don't get to hold her hand. Not that I would, of course. But it would be nice to have the option.
You drop her hand when I glare at you and I interpose myself quickly between the two of you, saying something snide about sweets and delaying meetings. Ha, one mention of Tatsumi-san and you break into a run. I'd laugh if I didn't think it would ruin my image. I can feel Wakaba-chan looking at me. "We were only a few minutes late, Hajime-chan. Why must you be so mean?" If only you knew Kannuki-chan. If only you knew.
He's late. But then, Tsuzuki-san is usually late, the bafoon. This time, however, he's got my partner with him. It's nothing to me if Tsuzuki-san wants to risk Tatsumi-san's wrath, but dragging my partner with him into delinquency with him is unforgivable. Wakaba-chan is a nice girl, too good for an irresponsible glutton like Tsuzuki Asato. And besides..she's my partner. I'm not even really supposed to be here today. It's my day off. But Wakaba-chan seems to want to hang around and be friendly - she's inordinately good at that - and I don't really know where I could go without her. Well.I could go home. I'm sure there's something to do there. I could.I could clean something. Or do laundry. But I hate to clean. Wakaba- chan is the neat one. If it weren't for my firm wish not to be associated with Tsuzuki-san in any way, I'd probably look a great deal more rumpled, most days. So, no. No laundry. I'll.I'll practice my kyudo instead. No doubt I'll be our only hope on the tournament this year, as per usual. Practice certainly wouldn't hurt me. Perhaps I'll wait just a bit longer, just until Wakaba-chan comes back...
half an hour of pointless waiting
Lunch was over ten minutes ago, where the hell is my partner?! Oh, wait, here they come now, she and Tsuzuki. He's holding something.a Cinnabon!! He's kept the chief - not to mention Tatsumi-san - waiting to begin a very important staff meeting all because of a Cinnabon!! Sending my partner after sweets for him.incorrigible! And look!! He walks in here so unconcernedly, hand-in-hand with Wakaba-chan, right in front of me! It's so easy for you, isn't it, Tsuzuki-san? Does it happen to cross your mind that I can't do that? She's my partner, Tsuzuki-san, but I don't get to hold her hand. Not that I would, of course. But it would be nice to have the option.
You drop her hand when I glare at you and I interpose myself quickly between the two of you, saying something snide about sweets and delaying meetings. Ha, one mention of Tatsumi-san and you break into a run. I'd laugh if I didn't think it would ruin my image. I can feel Wakaba-chan looking at me. "We were only a few minutes late, Hajime-chan. Why must you be so mean?" If only you knew Kannuki-chan. If only you knew.