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Deviating Feelings
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"A new student that is formerly from Sapparo, as well as returning student, Matazashi Nasako and Hitsugaya Toshiro." There had been a number of whispers and stares as Misato explained some things. Once she finished, Toshiro and Nasako had been free to sit down. Fifteen minutes into the class, somebody had tapped on Nasako's shoulder, Toshiro's icy eyes catching this. A note was passed over her shoulder as Misato turned her back to write some things of the board, Nasako took it carefully as she opened it. Toshiro angled himself to see the messy writing, barely making out what it had said. He had seen,
Will... lunch... later...? You... cool... friends? I'm... new... Are you... really cute too.
The rest had been illegible chicken scratch that made his head hurt. Toshiro glanced at his third seat's face to see her smiling! His jaw dropped upon seeing her brilliant smile, the blush creeping onto his face. What's wrong with you? Why are you feeling this way? C'mon, just 'case you've never seen her smile doesn't mean you can act this way! Get your act together. Toshiro shouted at himself, lowering his head. He wanted to know why his heart was beating so fast, why his face was so warm. He needed to know why he was so surprised to see her smile! The next three hours had gone by so quick, Toshiro barely remembered them when the lunch bell rung.
"Matazashi!" Toshiro called, catching up with his third seat as she was nearly out the door. She raised an eyebrow at him, his face starting to warm up once more. Toshiro cursed to himself and tried to act cool. His eyes scanned her body, the note hanging by a thread in the opened pocket. Toshiro lunged for the note, hearing Nasako curse at him. He snatched it and ran like hell towards Ichigo -though he hadn't intended to run into him-, knocking them both down.
"Damn it! Toshiro! Watch where you're going!" It had turned out Rukia was standing behind the two, nearly being crushed by their weight. "S-sorry, Kurosaki. Can you read this to me?" Toshiro asked unusually politely, making both Rukia and Ichigo grimacing. "Uh... yeah sure." Ichigo said, taking the note. laughing out loud as Rukia looked over his shoulder. Toshiro scowled, standing up as he brushed his pants. "Well! What does it say?" He demanded, his old self reappearing in the mirror.
"It says, 'Will you eat lunch with me later? You seem really cool 'cause of your two different hair colors. Wanna be friends? I'm new to the school too and think that new kids should stick together. Are you and that white-haired kid friends? You don't seem it. You're really cute too.' From Haru." Toshiro's scowled deepened, his stomach twisting upon hearing the last few words. No bastard can say that about my third seat! Wait... what the hell am I talking about?
"Haru's the new kid from Osaka. He's... over there right now, with Matazashi-san." Ichigo pointed out, his finger guiding both Rukia and Toshiro's eyes to a handsome brunette that dashed his bright blue eyes. Toshiro squinted, watching carefully as Nasako made her way to him, his chest coiling into knots. "Are you sure he's from around here, Ichigo? He seems so different! With those blue eyes and brown hair!" Rukia hissed as the three watched. Ichigo scowled, squinting his amber eyes, "Maybe you're right. He does look a bit western." Toshiro scoffed and began walking away, hearing Ichigo and Rukia insist on asking him many questions.
The rest of the day had gone on quietly with the white-haired taicho contemplating to himself. He walked behind a bickering Rukia and Ichigo with Nasako beside him, eying his content figure suspiciously. "You're quite today." She said, her eyes growing icy. Nasako didn't know why the hell he took the note from her, though she didn't really want to know either. She was told to never question her 'taicho' on a daily basis, and she respected that. Very much. He turned to look at her, hoping that the orange sunlight concealed his faint blush.
Toshiro was frustrated. He wanted to know why he was feeling so weird whenever he was around Nasako. He chewed on the inside of his lips as he kept silent, diverting his eyes from hers. Toshiro looked ahead, seeing that Ichigo and Rukia far ahead from them, walking much more slowly, their loud cries being heard from afar. "I see you're friends with that human Haru." He finally said, breaking the silence. The shirt she wore rippled, a sigh escaping her lips. "Yeah and?" Nasako asked, looking down at him. It was his turn to shrug. "Just wondering." She raised an eyebrow, making her strides longer. What had overcame him so suddenly? First of all, he was freaking her out with the silence, his unusually calm voice and face, and why did he steal that note from her?
Toshiro watched as she walked ahead of him, leaving him alone. He needed to be alone. He needed to think. Toshiro watched his feet as he walked, not caring at all if he was walking too slow. His mind was playing his tricks on him again. It tricked him into blushing everytime he saw Nasako. It tricked him into thinking things he didn't mean. Or did he mean them? Was he just denying everything he said to and about her?
Was he finally giving into his feelings about Nasako?