Akira Nikaido sat on his bed reading his favorite American novel, Pendragon. The anburn teen sighed. Today has been... Eventful to say the least. Well for starters...
FLASHBACK
"Hey Akira-kun!" An annoying blonde teen cheered from above him. Akira, rolled over, just hoping that the boy would vanish, or fall off the school roof or something. Unfortunately, Fate did not like him today. "Hey come on Akira! Wake up! I brought lunch for us!" The teen rolled over and sighed. There would be him until Kengo shut up, got thrown off a roof, or eaten by koukchi. "Alright Kengo, I'm awake. Very reluctantly though." Akira sat up, and the blonde cheered.
Akira grabbed his lunch, and opened it up. Inside was the usual Kengo lunch. Rice, curry sauce, chicken, and vegetables. Not that the older teen was complaining or anything. Kengo's lunches tasted really good. Not wasting any more daylight, Akira grabbed some chopsticks, and broke them. "Say Akira, are you nicer than usual today? or is it just me?"
He opened a box of juice, and answered very bluntly "You're imagining things..." Kengo sighed. He knew he was not imagining anything, and that Akira was in a more chirper mood than he usualy was, so he had as good as a guess as BlackSnowMoon. Quieting down, Kengo laied down, looking up to the cloudless sky, and thought about other days like this. Akira turned to the blonde teen. "Hey Kengo?" He simply shifted his head. "Want to go to the arcade later on today?" This made Him Unbeliveibly happy, and worried. Happy cause he could spend time with his beloved Akira. Worried because Kengo knew, deep down Akira loathed him.
This chapter was short ON PURPOSE! So no flames. I promise next chapters will be longer. Untill then, ware thee fell (DQ8 Quote)