Disclaimer: I do not own The Girl Who Leapt Through Time, and that, unfortunately, includes Makoto, Chiaki, and Kousuke. But a girl can dream, can't they? In fact, they usually do.
x: ten
Wheels Turning
Kousuke noticed.
The way he laughed a little too loudly when she did something stupid.
The way he watched her strut off down the street without waiting for them to come along.
The way he came tardy every day to school, just so he could be on time for her.
"Fireworks Festival, huh?" she parroted, ignoring his proposal to examine the advertising on her soda can.
"Yeah, sound good?" he asked, hanging for her answer.
"Nah, sounds lame."
"Aww, c'mon. It'd be fun, right, Kousuke?" Agree with me.
"Yeah, it will."
"I'd have to wear a yukata," she responded, grimacing as she slid her eyes to the top of the can and pulled the tab.
"I'd like to see that," he announced jokingly. He wasn't really joking.
She grunted noncommittally, watching the neighborhood kids practice their catches. "Well, what you do want to do, Kousuke?"
"What?" he exclaimed. "What about what I want to do?"
"Don't be selfish. It has to be something the three of us want to do." She looked at other boy. He looked at the other boy. His eyes said everything.
"I agree with Chiaki. We should go watch the Fireworks Festival."
Makoto gave an almighty groan of dissatisfaction. Chiaki smiled.
Yes, Kousuke thought, he noticed.
A/N: Finally, I decided to remember Kousuke. He makes these pieces a lot livelier, doesn't he? This will probably be the last one before I go off for the weekend. I was thinking I'd upload the another one, too, but, urgh, I'm not too fond of it, and I wouldn't want to leave anyone with a bitter taste in their mouth. Enjoy the weekend!