Another story request fulfilled. Though this was a little difficult since I'm out of touch with maleXfemale, plus it's not my favorite pairing. But I think I did alright with this. I hope you enjoy it. It was definitely interesting.
**On another note, this is a Bully Awareness fic, I don't think I touched on it as well as I would've like to, BUT if you people see or experience any forms of bullying be it, verbal, physically, cyber, report it so it can be stopped.**
I Noticed
She always, always hung around us. Didn't she have any friends of her own? That's what I thought in the beginning when she seemed to have just pushed her presence on us. But then I noticed the little things around her, like how she always spoke in third person even though she was attending a prestigious middle school, or how she always seemed nervous when she hung out with us in town or when she was with the girls, she always pushed them into a booth in the far back of café's. She was hiding something and I noticed it and I was pretty sure the others were either catching on or didn't noticed themselves. So I always tried to talk to her about it, but she skirted the conversation or intentionally started a conversation that she just knew that would make Gokudera mad for no reason.
"You're being bullied aren't you?" I asked she dropped her book bag in surprised. I was standing outside her school gates. I glared at the other students wishing that my hyper intuition could tell me exactly which student bullied her, but for the moment I had other priorities. I grabbed her hand and dragged her far from the school into a park. I couldn't at that moment understand why I was so angry. This wasn't any of my business. If she got bullied that was her problem not mines. But the anger I felt reached a whole new level at the thought of her getting hurt.
Haru sniffed, "Haru have no idea what you're…"
"Haru," I stopped her. She was speaking in third person again. "I swear to you that I won't hurt or embarrass you in any way, so you don't have to be scared to tell me anything. We're friends aren't we?"
Haru scowled, "No we're not." She sat down on a swing set. "I forced myself on you guys. You guys don't like me nobody does. I'm weird people make fun of me for no reason, and no matter what I do people still hates me. I slapped you the first time we met, Gokudera and I always fight. I always drag Kyoko and Chrome around and I know they have friends. I keep saying that I like you and I'm not even sure that I really do. I invaded your home and stayed there like I live there. Just admit it, I'm a nuisance. My classmates don't hesitate to say that."
"I won't say that."
She looked at me suspiciously. "We're friends. Of course in the beginning, I didn't like you at all. To me you were a pest, but I could tell you were nice. You played with the kids, you're the only person I can think of who can stand on equal ground with Gokudera, you're straightforward, and you know what you want. And when I put that all together, I've come to realize that I like you a lot." She gapped at me. "You might not believe me, but I do."
Haru frowned, "You're just messing with me."
I took her hands and look at her. "I like you Haru, so let me protect you please. I can't stand to see you upset anymore." She cried. She didn't think I noticed how badly she was hurting, but I did. I'll protect you, Haru.
