nothing to say.
Im still hungry.
Can i have marshmallows now?

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Chapter 4: After School

School came and went really quickly, the only time that felt long was what happened in the janitors room. It seemed like forever that they was in there within each others arms.
The day was nearly over and all the students were out of school taking the school bus or walking. Dante and Ritokii both walked back home together since they do live next door and are practically within window space, both could see out their side window and see the other. That was probably the coolest thing about their rooms, Ritokii thought.

Again, Dante had tooken hold of her hand, squeezing it gently and blushing some.
"hey, marshmallow"
"yeh"
"can we walk through the park...for a bit"
"is this ment to be a date"
"umm..it can be if you want it to be one"
"ok."

They both crossed the road at an alleyway which lead to a small but nice park, little children were playing on swings and see-saws within the play area and a few people were lying on the grass, soaking up as much as the sun as they can. This was the same park they both went together when they had just started high school, that they ended up building a small but sturdy treehouse within the shadows of trees.

When they got into the treehouse, they admired its good condition and old notebooks that was full of scribbly drawings and secret notes that they would pass on in classes. It's been ages since they was last here and to finally come back to their place, they felt alot more happier. Dante lied on the floor, tapping the side next to him. They both layed down together, Ritokii with her arms around Dante, eyes closed as they started to tell each other stories that they remembered.

"I remember when we was throwing alot of cake mix at each other in Cooking Class"
"Ha oh yeah! I remember when your school trousers shrunk in the wash and you had to go to school in them and everybody laughed"
"Oh yeah? well i remember when i purposly unhooked your bra in p.e"
"That was embarrassing"
"But god-damn hillarious"
"It was not!"

It was then that they had started to tickle each other, underarm, neck and foot. They giggled alot that when one laughed, the other couldn't help but laugh too. They felt really happy being together and they wished they could stay within the treehouse, but they were greatful they lived next to each other. After the mass attack of tickling, Dante finally managed to spoke.

"come and stay over tonight"
"ok, i'll tell my mum"
"Ritokii"
"yeh?"

RItokii was getting her phone out when her name was called out. She turned around and was then met by Dante's lips against hers.
She smiled, and returned the kiss sweetly before continuing to send a message to her mother. Ritokii didn't know why, but the friendly love that she had for Dante was gone but replaced by love. Being a great friend to him was all she thought she was to him. But it was pretty obvious that both half-demons had fallen in love with each other.

"Well my mum said i can stay over. But only if i can share your bed"
"What? She never said that"
"I know, I did. Haha"

They had been in the treehouse for about an hour or so, feeling alittle tried, they had both agreed to make their way back to Dante's house.

Dante's mother wasn't in from work yet so they had the house to themselves for 2 to 3 hours. It was tempting to do everything and anything that they could imagine. One of which, was to continue what had happened in the closet in school. It must of been some sort of telepathy, as soon as they both had entered the house, they immediately went up the stairs and into his room.

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=o i know what's gonna happen next haha

Next chapter~ Chapter 5: Midnight