A/N: Chapter 7!
Disclaimer: I do not own Ao no Exorcist, Kazue Kato does. I do not own Itsuwaribito, Yuuki Iinuma does. All I own is the Ocs and plot line.
Chapter 7
Exwire Exam pt 2
AKA
Meeting Aikawa
After dropping off the guys at the dorm, I decided to take the long way back to the mansion. While walking past the courtyard in front of the school I ran into, literally into, one of the girls in my class, the regular class, Aikawa was her name if I remember correctly. She fell backwards landing on her behind.
"*Gasp* Takahara-kun," she said, shocked, after bumping into me. I was still standing and looked down to see what I had run into, her skirt had lifted and she eek-ed and moved her skirt. Her face went very red. Aikawa was a plain girl with medium length black hair, brown eyes and pale skin and glasses; she was still wearing her uniform so I figured she was coming from the library. I helped her up from the ground.
"Aikawa-san, right?" I asked, picking up her books and bag, she nodded going redder, 'great she must have a crush on me.' I handed her, her books and bag, "What are you doing out at this time of night?" It was about an hour after dinner so most students were in their dorms.
"Um…I was in the library studying," she blushed, hugging her books close. "I was on my way back to the dorms and…" she trailed off, still blushing.
"Why don't I walk you back to the dorms?" I offer, holding out my hand. She looked at my hand and up to my face blushing redder then a tomato.
"A-are you sure?" she stuttered, nearly dropping her things.
"Of course," I smile, "besides a girl shouldn't be walking around by herself at night." Remember I had to keep up the impression that I'm a boy to the regular students. She blushed, and smiled a little while nodding her head. We started walking towards the girls' dorm, when we got there Aikawa bent her head down in a solemn manner. "You okay Aikawa-san?"
"Um…Takahara-kun," she half whispered, clutching her books closer, "D-do you h-have a g-gir-girlfriend?" she nearly yelled, scaring the hell out of me. 'I knew she had crush on me.'
"N-no, not really," I tell her scratching my face and thoroughly acting like guy as much as I can. "Wow, Aikawa-san, I didn't know you liked me." She blushed even more, looking up at me.
"Um…It's not just me," she looked up at the dorm windows and back at me, "almost every girl in our year has a crush on you, Fujimoto-kun, or Yakuma-san. Even some of the upperclassmen like you. In fact I'll probably be bullied for confessing to you."
"Well, damn," I rub the back of my head; I can't have so many girls vying for me, especially since I, myself, am a girl. The best way I'm gonna get out of this mess is to tell Aikawa the truth but make her keep the secret with the boys, and maybe get her help tutoring Shiro for the math test. "*sigh* Sorry Aikawa but I can't return your feelings." She looked downcast.
"No, I understand," she smiled sadly, "no one would want a plain girl like me."
"Not what I meant," I cut her off, speaking the way a girl would (A/N: In Japan boys and girls speak and refer to themselves differently; so Shiroki normally speaks and refers to herself as a guy, but right now she's speaking and referring to herself as a girl to Aikawa). She looked at me shocked. "I mean that I can't return your feelings because I happen to be a girl, too," I tell her shrugging my shoulders. Aikawa gave me a skeptical look like she didn't believe me. "I can prove it, too," I point to my chest, "go ahead."
She hesitantly put her hand up and placed it on my right breast; she quickly pulled her hand back, "But how? Why?"
"You gotta keep the secret though, okay?" I plead, putting my hands up in the prayer position. She nods her head slowly, and lets out a deep sigh. The poor girl so much happened to her in the course of only a few minutes. "Thank you," I bow, "I gotta get back, you get plenty of rest, okay." She nods and started walking into the dorms and I started walking to the mansion.
The next morning, Shiro and I were sitting in class waiting for it to start, I was helping him study. Shiro didn't know the first thing about our math class so I was basically starting at the beginning. Class had just started and Shiro was working on some math problems as the teacher called roll, then the door opened and a very soaked Aikawa walked in.
"I'm sorry for being tardy, Sensei," she bowed, dripping water everywhere.
"Aikawa," the teacher began, "why are you dripping wet?" Aikawa glanced at the class, specifically a group of girls, and bowed her head.
"I was reading while walking and tripped into the fountain," she said. "I had to fish out all my stuff that fell out of my bag, also," she added as an afterthought. The group of girls giggled, 'so they were the ones who did that to Aikawa.'
"Why didn't you change into your gym uniform?" the teacher asked, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"I don't have a gym uniform sir," Aikawa looked downcast, and she looked like she was going to cry.
I raised my hand, "I have a spare uniform she can borrow, Sensei."
"Thank you Takahara-kun," he sighed, "you and Aikawa go to fetch it and change. Come back quickly." He waved us out; I got up and left the classroom with Aikawa. As I closed the door I heard him yell, "Fujimoto, this is English class not math!"
We walked down the hall in silence, the only sound being our shoes and the squish sounds of Aikawa's socks. When we got to the gym locker rooms I went and got my spare uniform. I handed her the clothes, it was the boys uniform.
"It might be a bit big in some places but it should fit," I tell her. She nodded thank you and took the clothes into the girls' locker room, she came back out and I was right I was big on her; she had to roll up the pant legs a few inches, the shirt and jacket were baggy on her small frame but it fit well enough to last the day.
"Thank you, Takahara- k—" I put my hand up to stop her.
"Shiroki is fine," I tell her walking back to the classroom.
"Okay," she nods walking next to me. "Um…Shiroki-san?"
"Hm?"
"I told you the other girls will bully me, so why are you doing this?" she asked shaking, scared.
"Cause you needed help," I tell her, "you couldn't just go around dripping wet could you?"
"But giving me your clothes, even just for today," she started crying. I gave her a reassuring hug.
"It's okay if those girls bully you again just come to me, Fujimoto, Yakuma, or even Utsuho for help. You know who Utsuho is, right?" I pull back to look at her, and she nods.
"But why?" she wipes her tears away on the jacket sleeve.
"You're my friend now, so that makes you their friend, too," I pat her on the head; she's about a head shorter than me. "And we help our friends."
"Help our friends, help our friends," I heard Pochi echo behind me; Aikawa seemed to hear it, too, but I didn't take notice. I turned to see Utsuho sitting like a weird statue on the window sill; Pochi was sitting in his lap twirling a twig.
"Utsuho what are you doing here?" I deadpanned, Aikawa was staring at Pochi (I thought she wouldn't be able to so I didn't notice it).
"I'm a talking statue," he said, still sitting in that weird position.
"Utsuho, why aren't you in class?" I poke him in the head.
"Oh hi, Taka-chan," he waved, patting Pochi on the head.
"Answer me Utsuho," I crossed my arms waiting for him to answer. He just sat there. "Utsuho are you ditching?"
"I'm studying for the Exam," he grinned.
"Then where's your text book?"
"Right here," he held out an old manga.
"Get to class," I scold him, 'now I know how Yakuma feels'.
"I am in class," he grins again.
"I give up, c'mon Aikawa," I turn to her and finally notice her staring at Pochi. I look between her and Pochi, "Aikawa can you see Pochi?" She looks at me and nods. 'O, joy.'
A/N: Another chapter for you all. Review please, like I said before it's to help me make the story better and make more sense for you as a reader.
And my birthday was yesterday (April 9th), so review and cheer me up.
