"Misaki.", he says and and his hair is all rumpled and his cheeks blushed and the white shirt is stucking on his slender body covered with sweat.

Misaki swallows hard, but of course Saruhiko looks as usual, face pale and a little bit bored, his clothers all normal and his hair ..

It looks a little bit ruffled Misaki thinks, but maybe he only thinks so because he knows someone elses fingers were running trough this hair less that an hour ago.

"You're late. I was waiting.", he replies, even if it's not true. He was afraid like hell of Sarus coming.

"Yeah, sorry.", the familar clicking of a tongue - Misaki doesn't want to think about this tongue.

"I had student council issues to deal with." He doesn't know that Misaki knows he's lying.

"Let's go."

His skateboard is sliding unwillingly, it's sulking because Misaki cannot concentrate, his mind is stuffed with things he doesn't want to think about.

Misaki knows he's acting strange and he knows Saru will notice, because Saru fucking notices everything, but he cannot look him in the eye. He doesn't know what to say, he doesn't know how to start the conversation, something that never happened before.

It's just not right like this.

Saru and he are never timid. Saru is no one that needs Misaki to think of what he's saying. Saru is just like he's not there, he doesn't need to be considered as someone else. It's like they're parts of the same mind. There's nothing Misaki needs to be ashamed of, when it comes to Saru.

Well. Untill now.

Now Sarus presence makes him stutter. But nothing changed. He hearded him with his boyfriend, so what? With the boyfriend he didn't even know he had.

What do they talk about normally?

Totsuka said once, the weather is always a good subject. It's worth the try.

"Nice weather today.", he begins.

Saruhiko flashes him a glance of suspiciousness.

"What's wrong?", he asks immediately. "You never talk about the weather. You have something on your mind. Tell me."

Shit, Misaki thinks. Never ever trust Totsuka.

"Misaki." It sounds insistent. Fuck this clairvoyant idiot, doesn't know what's good for him. "Tell me."

"It's nothing. I just saw something today that baffled me, that's all." Shut up. Shut the hell up.

"Yeah? What did you see?"

"Eh", his brain works.

"An animal."

"Animal."
"Yeah, well ... a dog. I saw im trough the window in maths class, I think it's straying."

"You're thinking about a straying dog."

"Yeah. I think of adopting it."

Luckily, Saru seems to be satisfied with that, at least, he's turning his gaze.

Misaki compliments himself on his great imaginativeness.

Saru's much easier to fool than he thought.