Chapter Eleven
Returning the Favor
3rd POV
It was only the beginning of class, and Yusuke was already pulling roughly at his red hair, feeling utterly stupid, which he found himself feeling a lot recently. His cheeks were flushed so much that they matched the shade of his hair, and he hid his face behind a book, trying to collect his scrambling thoughts. He couldn't believe how ignorant he had been, that he never gave any thought towards it. At the time, he was just replaying his interaction with the white haired girl over and over, feeling like an idiot for the way he acted around her. Which was rare; Yusuke never beat himself up over simply, and rather silly, things.
When he had shown Sicily where the class was, he didn't even stop to consider that they would end up having class together, and that's exactly what it turned out to be; sitting in the seat right next to him, was Sicily. Yusuke now had homeroom with the girl he had a crush on, and it was pecking at him, eating away at his dignity and pride for not noticing or even thinking about the possibility before, yet, oblivious to the fact that he was only person who knew about it, and that it was no big deal. Though for a reason he couldn't understand, he found that he was actually liking the fact that they had homeroom together, giving him a chance to know the peaceful girl sitting right next to him, who so far, has been nothing but kind to him, making his angry at himself for treating her the way he did earlier.
Through those thoughts, and from glancing towards the certain white haired girl, he finally relaxed just a bit, his hunched over shoulders slacking, and his eyes less wide and crazed than before, setting the book he had been hiding behind away from him. She was oblivious to it, and that was good enough for him. I wonder why she sits so far away from everybody, she looks like she doesn't want to fit in, his thoughts wondered curiously as he cocked his head and as he propped his elbow up, resting his chin on his fist as he stared thoughtfully at her. He knew most new kids instantly tried to fit in, talk to others and make friends, yet Sicily seemed so far away from everyone else; sure she had notes written down on a composition in front of her, but her eyes were casted to the window, staring dreamily at the outside world that seemed close, but all too far for her liking. Yusuke found he liked that look, the look of content that reached the pretty features of her face, but he didn't like the sad gleam in her eyes, like someone she knew had just died today, and frowned softly, yet, his eyes didn't stray from her for one second.
And though Yusuke didn't notice, and neither did any of his other of the peers as well as his sensei, he ended up watching the blue eyed girl for the entire class period, while she continued to stare out the window. It wasn't until near the end of class, did he finally shake himself of it. Oi, I need to stop staring at her and pay attention, I need to know this to pass my other classes, his thoughts scolded, and he looked back down on the empty paper in front of him, finally realizing just how much of class time he missed, and started scrambling to write everything down, cursing inwardly at himself. However, as he was occupied racing to write everything down, the downfall for acting like a love-struck fool, Sicily finally glanced over at him, raising an eyebrow at his actions.
The noise of crumpling papers had ripped her from her daydream, a place where her parents still breathed, and found the boy earlier, a red head named Yusuke, writing words down in a hurried pace. She wondered the reasons as to why he hadn't been listening, but she knew she couldn't judge, she too hadn't be listening near the end, and decided to write a couple notes and go to her own world.
Forcing a soft smile, she gently reached her hand over, placing it gingerly on his rapidly moving arm; though she thought he had missed it, the red head caught her flinch, like she was expecting a slap for touching his arm. Even as he written off her flinch as a natural reaction, he stored it in the back of his brain and glanced down at her pale skinned hand, holding onto his own arm, and once more a blush dusted his cheek bones ever so slightly, trying not to think of the warmth radiating from her skin through the fabric of his clothes. He was wondering why she was even touching him in first place, but instead of asking, he gave her a curious look. She looked as if she wanted to say something, but instead she stared at him with the blue doe-like orbs of hers for only a few mere seconds, which felt longer to Yusuke, before she finally spoke.
"Don't worry, you can copy my notes," Sicily whispered over, returning the kindness he bestowed upon her just this morning; she thought he was going to reject her like back in the US. She continued to force a soft smile, one that he noticed having seen a ton of them from a certain younger brother of his, and removed her hand from his arm as she turned her deep blue eyes back to the teacher, watching him with a steady expression. She didn't see the look of shock overcoming Yusuke's features because she had noticed his struggling. Rubbing the back of his neck in a bashful way, he stopped his rapid writing and focused back on the sensei. He suddenly was now enjoying class, for the first time since he was a little kid.
To be continued…
A/N: Sorry, I know it's a short chapter, which is why I have another one coming up soon. Thank you everyone who wished me luck, but I found out I needed to complete the driver's ED class before I can actually take the test SO, I will be taking the test later, which makes me angry.
To Kry Chi: Thank you, I appreciate it!
To MissNerdGirl: Thank you very much.
To AnimeBestie: Yeah well, I hate the system. The class took forever, and all it did was go over safety that I already knew about. Now I'm going to have to wait to take the test now *sigh*
