Keiichi frowned. Reaching a hand out, he dragged his fingers across an angry purple bruise on Kamui's cheek. The boy winced, and looked away; guilt clouding his violet eyes.
"That wasn't there before..."
Keiichi clapped his hands on Kamui's shoulders.
"Shirou-kun," he said seriously. Kamui met his eyes. "Are your friends beating you up?"
Keiichi was, understandably, very confused when Kamui burst out laughing.
"That wasn't there before..."
Keiichi clapped his hands on Kamui's shoulders.
"Shirou-kun," he said seriously. Kamui met his eyes. "Are your friends beating you up?"
Keiichi was, understandably, very confused when Kamui burst out laughing.
