Hi! I'm sorry, I know I haven't updated in forever and a half but I was busy with school and there's the fact that the computer was being a huge idiot to me. There were keyboard problems and software problems and all sorts of shit happened that made me just want to rip my hair out. Anyway, it's at this point that I'm going to start seriously enjoying writing this story so… yeah. Of course you folks won't know why until you read the chap so… see ya at the bottom and enjoy~

P.S MCB hit over 100 views recently… can I just… YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME~~ A huge thanks to all of you guys that actually read my crappily written stories and even though I don't ask for it, it would be appreciated if you guys reviewed since I am still looking for ways to improve my writing. Just, thanks you guys.

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Disclaimer: It's been around… two weeks? No, I don't have the rights. I was ironing shirts and stuffs…

:/: Chapter 4: Shintaro: Feelings Part 1

I have a problem, and no, not in an 'I don't know what to wear on a first date' or an 'I didn't study for this test' problem (none of which I have had) but as in a 'Something weird is going on with me' kinda way. If any of you said puberty I'll personally visit each of you and hang your ass over my fireplace.

On a serious note though, my problems started a week ago, three weeks after I spent the afternoon with Konoha and Midori.

We had decided on a schedule of sorts for taking care of Midori and we had also begun hanging out more as friends. We started friendly competitions on his numerous consoles and even began going to the park with Ayano and the gang which consisted of Kano, Seto and Kido. The majority of our free time was being spent with each other because of the project so I also spent an abundant amount of time observing his habits and rituals. For example he ate everything and didn't sleep, he hibernated. He was rather childish and love triceratops plushes for reasons beyond my comprehension. We had handed in our project two weeks early due to the fact that we had collected all the required data and we passed with flying colours. I wasn't sure why, but I had thought that he had had enough of me and my snarky attitude but I was pleasantly surprised to find that he enjoyed spending time with me. So, logically, since he had definitely grown on me, we became best friends.

As I said, that was one week ago.

My trouble started immediately after that.

I had my head down as I walked at a slow pace to school, music blasting in my head as I ran over the events of the morning thus far. I had just found out that our family was temporarily relocating to Midorijima due to a concert series that Momo was staring in for an indefinite amount of time. What pissed me off the most was that they hadn't considered me and the fact that I had things to do at home, people to keep in touch with and most importantly and socially retarded best friend that had promised me a turn with his brand new Wii. It surprised me a bit that I was angry, usually I'd brush off things like this since ever since the beginning it was always about Momo and what she was up to, but this morning… I had shouted at my mom for the first time in ten years. I think I actually managed to make her cry and whether it was out of surprise or legit disappointment it still made me feel like dirt.

I was brought out of my thoughts by a familiar tug on my hood and a worried voice. "Shintaro-kun, what's wrong?" I turned around to stare at Konoha's vaguely worried face. He wore a black and white striped coat with a white undershirt and black jeans. He also wore a black scarf and his standard ear muffs and his grey combat boots. Today however, something definitely stood out; he didn't have his hair tied up. In fact, his pale white hair lay innocently on his shoulders in soft, fluffy looking waves. Butterflies welled up in my belly and I could feel a blush fighting against my cheeks but for some reason, I got pissed. "I'm fine, Konoha." I hissed before turning around and walking off.

I was acting out. I was acting irrationally and I knew it. I was taking stress out on Konoha and I knew it but when I heard his quiet footsteps pick up pace to keep up with my rushed steps I snapped again. He fitted his pale hand into mine and I felt an irritating jolt of electricity causing me to pull away immediately. Another thing I noticed about Konoha was that he was very affectionate. He had started holding my hand after the afternoon and I never had much off a problem with it so when I pulled away and I saw the hurt expression on his face I had decided that I screwed up. Majorly.

However I wasn't in the mood to apologise. I wasn't in the mood to say anything. I wanted to distance myself from everyone and sort out my problems myself since that's what I've done since the beginning anyway. I couldn't afford to let anyone in today, my problems were my burden alone and seeing Konoha had spurred a flight or fight response, since he was the main reason why I didn't want to leave anyway. I enjoyed spending time with him and while I had had Ayano for a long while, she was a sister figure to me and I honestly couldn't tell her much without her wholeheartedly devoting herself to me and my troubles and that was a major no-no. Konoha was the first best friend who I could be relaxed with, no strings attached or anything like that and as I ran away from him I realised something, since when did he mean so much to me?

I spent the rest of the day thinking.

I disregarded everyone, ignored everyone and hurt Konoha two more times. He had checked up with me at break with Hiyori's homemade cookies hoping that I would talk with him and give an explanation for this morning. I glared at him and reverted instantly to my thirteen year old self, a cold, heartless bastard.

As a matter of fact, seeing him flinch due to the tone I had used made me feel even worse and I lashed out even worse. The other time was after lunch when we had a free period and he had noticed that talking wasn't working, so he had written on a piece of paper a very childish 'What's wrong, Shin-chan?' using the rarely used nickname he had for me. Unfortunately, I was still deep in thought since I obviously had to go back home after school and I wasn't looking forward to it. Vaguely I registered the note and I really had no thoughts as I read the note over and listlessly crumpled the paper, ignoring the crushed expression on Konoha's face and stepping back into my own personal bubble.

The day passed by and I was still pissed. Actually, it was worse than before, pushing away Konoha, Ayano, hell, even Kano knew something was up so I had a guilty conscious to add to my pre-moving away stress. I actually didn't register the bell rang for the end of Bio until Keiijirou-sensei threw his notebook at my head. I glared at him of course and he held his hands up before smirking and talking.

"Well, it sucks that the only student I like is now suddenly down with rabies."

My scowl lifted slightly into a small frown as I watched him clean the blackboard and sit on the desk. "Okay, Shintaro. You've been acting like a wet cat all day, what's up?"

I sighed and packed my bag before leaning back on the chair, propping it on the back legs and placing my feet on the table, my hands folded, "I'm not leaving the room until I tell you, right?"

"Yup"

"Well, we'll be here all night."

He smirked, "I have to be home by half seven so speak now or forever hold your peace."

I actually barked a rough laugh, "I'm moving on Saturday."

The atmosphere deflated and Keiijirou frowned. He adjusted his glasses with his middle and index fingers before folding his arms once more, "You've moved around before. Momo has a series in Midorijima, right?" I nod. He smiles once more, "So then, Kisaragi Shintaro, what's the problem. If I had the liberty of saying I know you, I'd say that you usually take everything in stride. You're a person who uses that beautiful brain of yours and thinks everything through before reacting, so, cut the thinly veiled crap. What's the problem, Kisaragi?"

I was speechless for a second. What was the problem? It wasn't like me to do this; I'd be back from Midorijima eventually. I'd see everyone again so then, why did the thought of leaving now irritate me so much. I closed my eyes and put the chair back on all four legs. "I don't know."

Keiijirou laughed. Well, more like chuckled, it sounded slightly maniacal but it was weirdly hypnotic. "Did you make any new friends that you're hesitant to leave? Is it because you don't know when you'll be back this time? Maybe it's because you've finally realised that you're not asexual and you have romantic feelings for someone? Think about it Kisaragi, there's got to be a reason."

A dull thud sounded throughout the empty classroom as I slammed my head on the cold wooden table. Thinking about it, what was the one reason I didn't want to go? Of all my friends Ayano, Kido, Kano, Seto, hell, even Hibiya and Hiyori (even though the two are the brattiest brats in the history of brat) the only person that made me feel sick to think about leaving was Konoha.

Konoha.

The air-headed idiot that without fail would surprise me and keep me entertained. The only kid who was probably so socially unaware that he had actually asked me about the inner workings of daytime soap operas and Bollywood. The only guy who could compete with me in every console game known to man, including first person shooters and Mario. The idiot who slept through Science and still get near perfect scores or the weirdo who insisted that foods tasted better frozen since when it's hot it burns your tongue. The overly affectionate cuddler and the only nineteen year-old I know that still sleeps with a plushie. My best friend…

… And probably something more.

"I like him."

I heard Keiijirou grunt, "I can't hear you."

"I like Konoha. That's why I don't want to leave."

Keiijirou's smile should've been illegal, "Don't you like Ayano and everyone else too? Why is he special?"

I shrugged, "He's my best friend. The thought of leaving that idiot alone makes me pissed. He'll probably get run over by a car when I'm gone or something."

Keiijirou's smile widened, if that was even possible, "You said you like him, right? What sets him apart from everyone else?"

Suddenly, my brain caught up with the situation and I shook myself out of my newly found realisation and glared at Keiijirou, "Why aren't you a psychiatrist or something?"

He chuckled heartily realising that he'd been caught, "Not sure, kid. Dealing with a bunch or hormonal teens is just as much fun as dealing with a pyrotechnic or someone along those lines." He looked at me evenly once more and adjusted his glasses, keeping his fingers on the bridge of his nose and leaning back on the desk fully, "Really though, Shintaro, go talk to them and apologise. Especially Barbeque-Boy, it'll make you feel better before you leave and I won't have to worry about you getting into a car accident because you were thinking of fluffy white hair."

A random blush painted my cheeks and I glared at Keiijirou again, though it came out as more of an embarrassed pout, and sighed before running my hand through my silky black locks(I have frickin' fabulous hair. Deal with it) and looking out the window. I opened my mouth to talk again when something caught my eye. Well three things actually, those hoods were the most recognisable thing ever. I could clearly see Seto's bright green ensemble from the fourth floor and I could see Kano's smirk even more. Another figure was moving toward them, the scarf gave her away immediately, Ayano.

Everyone was still in school.

I glanced at the clock, my eyes still wide. It was 5:00. It had been two hours, why the hell were they all still in school.

I didn't even realise I had started running until I passed Keiijirou who had started looking like Stein from Soul Eater. Keiijirou smiled behind me and threw me my scarf, calling optimistically, "Don't screw up with Barbeque-Boy!"

I had never run that fast in my life.

Or ever.

I collided with Ayano, who was carrying a heavy box of…something, which of course caused her to drop said box and fall into it. The trio looked back and Kano immediately started laughing while Seto and Kido helped us get back to our feet.

"Shin-chan, why are you still doing in school?" Seto asked in a soft voice.

"I honestly thought that you wouldn't stick around too long today," Kano chimed in, sitting indie style on the floor.

I glanced at Ayano who was looking worried as usual, "You okay?"

Suddenly I felt bad.

Here were all these amazing people that cared about me enough to deal with my shit and I was getting pissy over moving away for a couple days. Or weeks. Or whatever. I glanced at all of them and sighed, I was going to have to tell them. No matter how hard it would be.

"Actually, I kinda have something to tell you guys."

"…Ah, that's where everyone is…"

Shit! Konoha what is up with your shitty timing?! I wanted to talk to you separately.

"Hey, it's Shintaro-nii!" So Hiyori's here.

"Calm down sis, we see him every day." And so was Hibiya.

WELL, THANK YOU UNIVERSE!

No, I had to be calm about this. This just made everything easier in the long run, more time to spend together before Saturday. Breathe Kisaragi, breathe.

"So, Kisaragi, what did you have to tell us?"

I sighed and looked at them. They looked hopeful, after going a day without fully communicating with them I couldn't not tell them. All of them deserved to know. Especially Konoha.

"Ah… I'm… sorta, um… moving Saturday."

The atmosphere kinda became deflated. It was like they didn't hear me, or like they were pretending that they didn't hear me. "Ah… come again, Shin-chan? I don't believe I heard that last part." Kano scratched his cheek and I looked at everyone again.

"I'm going to move to Midorijima, for an unspecified amount of time, on Saturday."

And then, all hell broke loose.

HA! How's that for a cliffhanger! I was actually considering just writing out the entire thing, but that would've made it a supah chap and I couldn't have that happening, no monster chappies now. Anyway, I'm super late on the update and it's only the fourth chapter, look at me becoming a good author~~ Life goes on as usual except for the fact that I am now writing to huge projects that aren't Fanfiction, which means, consequently, I can't put it up here. I'll see if I can find somewhere to put the stories but until then, if you guys could recommend any websites, you'll get to see where all my time goes.

Of course, that absolutely doesn't mean my attention shifts from MCB or LOC, it just means that update might be once a week instead of twice, or thrice. Don't worry about it; I absolutely won't abandon these stories because I love them way too much. By the way, one of you guys asked about how long it's gonna be, I'd say around twenty-two(?) chapters? I don't know the story itself might be twenty or so chaps, but that's counting only Shintaro and Konoha's story, and that's their main story, not counting the after-story which, yes, will have two routes.

Anyway, I need to fly away so, that's all from your neighbourhood angel, watch out for Azami and see ya later,

-TenshiEren14