The truth about the truth; it hurts, so we lie: Lying to save face
He was supposed to be the tough one. The one that his Juudamie could depend on at any time no matter what…..so why did these things always happen to him!
He sat in the nurse's office, curled tightly in a ball with his arms wrapped firm around his stomach, groaning loud in suffering.
"I'm sorry Gokudera!" a soft feminine voice apologized, "Your sister said it would be very romantic of me to make your lunch for today! She even helped!" Guilt ridden orbs stared wide eyed at the pathetic heap curled on the bed.
He wasn't so much concerned with how he looked to the annoying girl, she would think he looked "cool" in any fashion, but the worried gaze beside the girl's….
"Gokudera, are you sure you're okay?"
The worry in his Juudamaie's voice hurt more than the cramping in his stomach. His Tenth should never see his right hand man in a state such as his! It was disgraceful!
That thought alone, had the silver haired boy gritting his teeth against the pain and struggling to sit up. "D-don't worry about m-me, Tenth!" The olive-eyed youth had finally managed to sit up right on the bed and offer his boss a weak smile. "I-I'm fine!"
"Gokudera," the feminine voice spoke up doubtfully.
What was she doing here anyways and how dare she question his strength in front of his Juudamie! The boy started to turn to tell her off when the door to the nurse's office flung open and the face of his sister appeared within the frame.
"I heard my little brother was sick," the pink haired female said. "I brought him some soup to make him feel better." She held up the small canister to show the room, a canister that was emitting a strange purple fume.
"How thoughtful Bianci!"the other female in the room exclaimed. "Wasn't that thought of your sister Gokudera?" The girl turned to smile at the boy but found him hunched over once more groaning loudly.
"Gokudera?"