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Scene 11

Lunch

Rubbing his eyes groggily, Asakura Yoh reluctantly sat up in his sleeping mattress. His long, messy and disheveled hair was all over his face, but he could care less. Looking around dreamily, not seeming to be particularly interested in anything, Yoh glanced at his alarm clock and shut it off before it could start ringing.

Slowly, he got up to his feet, yawning loudly in the process. Sliding his shoji door open, Yoh almost bumped headfirst into his fiancée who was proceeding to the bathroom to brush her teeth.

"Morning Yoh." She said in a sleepy yet firm tone whilst walking past him.

"Morning Anna!" He replied, shuffling his feet to follow her.

It was routine for them, waking up almost in sync, brushing their teeth together not saying anything, both enjoying the peaceful silence of the early morning. They had been doing this for almost 8 years now, yet every time they were together Anna secretly loved it, because it was one of the few times where the whole world seemed to revolve around the two of them only. Once they stepped out of the door, she was a different person, and as much as he liked to deny it, she knew Yoh was too.

But that was their little secret.

As she put down her toothbrush, she combed her hair straight in the mirror, careful to not tug too hard on the locks of hair that were neat the night before. What she didn't know was that her fiancé always took longer than normal to brush his teeth, just because he loved seeing Anna take care of herself and her appearance. Not that it needed any changes, but a few years ago this scene would totally be alien to him.

Of course, the blonde was never clueless. She always noticed him glancing at her, pretending to be busy brushing his teeth.

That idiot, he only has two rows of teeth. He doesn't need to take this long.

When they finally got ready, the pair would head down to eat breakfast, which usually consisted of the previous night's leftovers. Sometimes, Anna would let Yoh buy his Super Sereal Cereals.

Once they were done, they would head to the bus stop and board the bus. It was always the same seat, the same route to school and the same people on the bus. Yoh would listen to some music on the way to school, falling asleep in the process, his mouth wide open making soft snoring noises.

The blonde, on the other hand, would gaze out the window, enjoying the breeze and Yoh's not-so-silent company. Sometimes, he would fall asleep and lean on her shoulder, snuggling up to her as if she was a pillow. She never minded though, how could she?

She loved him.

People her age usually thought they knew everything about love and they had experienced it all. They thought that they knew that true love was and what it was all about. Most of them were wrong and every other day in school, it wasn't hard to find a girl crying in the toilets or classroom because their boyfriend had left them.

Anna was the exception. Was there really more to be said?

The girl had practically known Yoh since he was a little boy, when they were the same height, until puberty took over and forced both of them to grow up. Sure, they were eighteen now, but Yoh was still Yoh, childish and irresistibly cute as always.

Yoh…he practically made her dreamy. Being at the height of female hormonal growth did not help at all, but Anna was a master at hiding her emotions. Most of the time, at least.

When the bus pulled over, Yoh woke up, wiping his mouth with his hand. They would get off the bus as if nothing had happened, but Anna would always know.

Getting to school wasn't the hard part for Yoh. Staying awake would be a daily challenge, daunting in all its ways. Usually, he would be back to dreamland by the start of the second period. He would try to stay awake though, but he was rarely successful.

Anna, who was sitting behind him, would take a pen and poke him in the back to get him to stay awake. Once, she poked him with so much force that there was a small hole in the back of his uniform. But she would mend it herself, sewing late into the night, not wanting her dear fiancé to go to school with a hole in his uniform.

Even till now, if you looked closely into one of Yoh's uniforms, you could see a small but very precise stitch made out of white thread, handled with tender love and care.

Lunch was Yoh's favorite part of the day not only because of the food, but it was one of the few times he and Anna could be together in school privately. Walking outside to the bench under the big tree, Anna began unpacking her lunch, neatly arranged into small portions.

Yoh dug down and pulled out his rice box, his mouth already watering. Rummaging through his backpack, he was appalled to find that he had forgot to bring the boxes for his side dishes. Groaning, he continued searching, already well aware that he had nothing to eat but rice.

Anna, sensing something was wrong, raised an eyebrow at him curiously. Seeing that he had only put his rice box on the table, she immediately knew what was getting his so agitated.

"Forgot something again, Yoh?" she asked, in a matter-of-factly voice, causing him to tense up when he heard her question. He turned to her sheepishly, scratching his head whilst laughing nervously.

Opening his rice box gingerly, he thought to himself,

"Oh to heck with it! Rice is still food!"

Grabbing his chopsticks, Yoh was beginning to devour his food fiendishly, had it not been for the pair of chopsticks that were pinching down on his nose.

He looked up at her, his mouth still wide open, hands by his side ready to eat.

"Take some of my food. Eating rice alone is too bland." Anna removed her chopsticks, using them instead to pick up some food before placing it on his rice.

Yoh, touched by her kind gesture, continued staring at her, smiling widely.

"Stop staring at me you idiot. Eat your food before it gets cold." Anna responded, not wanting to look at him directly.

"Okay. Thanks Anna. "Smiling at her one last time, before going back to his food, stuffing his face as if it was the first time he had eaten in days. Anna couldn't help but notice how messy he ate, but she had long gotten used to it.

"Stop eating so messily Yoh! 18 years old and you still eat like a kid." She unconsciously reached out to remove a grain of rice from the corner of his lip, brushing her knuckle with his cheek in the process.

Realizing what she had done, Anna retracted her hand quickly, her heart racing at a million miles an hour. Yoh just smiled at her, pointing to her left cheek.

"You have something there too."

"Where?" Anna reached out to touch her face, trying to find whatever Yoh said was on her cheek.

"Here, I'll get it for you." Yoh leaned forward, pretending to be interested in whatever was on her face.

The problem was, there was nothing on her face at all.

Yoh leaned in, planting a quick peck on her cheek. Anna turned to him, faced flushed with pink. She stared at him for a while, still shocked by his actions, before she looked away and smiled shyly.

"Idiot. You never grow up." Anna mumbled, her face still red.

All Yoh could do was chuckle, before he went back to his lunch.

TO BE CONTINUED