Chapter Two

(Syuusuke's p.o.v.)

As we got tired of volleying the ball, Oishi made all of the tennis team members promise to not play "real" games over summer holidays, Eiji asked us if we wanted to all go to the museum together. In other words he wanted us to help him with his history report that was due the week after we got back from vacation. After agreeing we all set off towards our homes, Chihiro and I walking to the left of the tennis courts and Eiji to the right.

"You know what this means, Eiji wants us to help him with his report," Chihiro stated not at all surprised.

"Uh-hu," I agreed. Every year in some way or another he'd sucker us into helping him with at least one report. I guess this year he decided for it to be in the beginning of the school year.

"Oh, well, I guess it's not a surprise. But I guess it is fun to tell him the wrong thing once in a while." Chihiro said smiling that sparkly white smile that every guy at Seishun Academy Middle School wished to see just once. "Syuusuke?" she asked.

"Yeah," I answered staring into space.

"Are you feeling alright?"

"Yeah, why?"

"I don't know, your just acting-- different," she said in a clueless way.

"Ha ha!" I chuckled to myself apparently too loud though.

"Oh, you think I'm funny huh?! Well guess who's buying ice-cream after we help Eiji today? You!" she said sticking out her tongue.

"But Chihiro," I said confused, "don't I always buy?"

"Yes but that's the fee for putting wasabi on your ice-cream." She said all-knowingly. "You know I hate that stuff. Huh—sometimes I think you do it just to torment-- Hey!" she exclaimed, "You do do that, don't you?!"

"Chihiro, I'm shocked. I would never do that," I said sarcastically.

"Yeah, whatever." She said, turning left at the corner of the block and continuing up the street to her house while I headed up my drive-way.

Ding-dong!--- Ding-dong!--- Ding-dong!

"Coming!" I yelled down the stairs. Opening the door I saw two familiar faces. "You guys you know you can just come in?" I said.

"Yes, but then we would not be able to push buttons in the process. Unless you're telling us to push the door button-which-a-ma-call-it-thingy-ma-bob-er three times, and then open the door and walk in," Chihiro stated.

"Uh-hu," Eiji simply nodded his head and came inside.

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