A few hours later, the gang was stumbling tiredly into the cafeteria.
"Eat, it'll make you feel better and you'll regret it if you don't." Shiratori told them. A few murmured yeses were his sole response. Junsaku nudged Takagi and gestured to his shoulder where Yumi was resting her head. Noboru took the lead as usual. He got up and grabbed a few plates of food. He slid them down the table. Takagi's eyes fluttered open and closed and he yawned.
"Domo Noboru… Man I'm beat…" He sighed. Sato mumbled her agreement and rested her head on his shoulder. Takagi flushed red as a fire truck. He looked down into his thoroughly unappetizing food. He opened his moth to speak but-
"What are we eating anyway?" Junsaku grumbled. The others turned to Noboru.
"Yeah onii-san what is it?" Hiro asked.
"I think its teriyaki chicken."
"You think!" Sato snapped irritably, then after she realized she'd snapped at him, she lowered her voice, "You don't know?"
"Um…" He mumbled. Junsaku grabbed a piece of chicken and slammed it onto the table. It bounced.
"Eww…" Sato and Yumi said in unison. Takagi looked down at the girl he loved. They still hadn't talked about what had happened. He knew they had to but he was afraid… and he had a headache. It felt like gnomes were attacking his skull… The cuts on his arms ached and stung. He felt like crap. Not to mention he was tired. Sato was exhausted as well and was slumping in her chair like a wilting flower. Nobody was keen on eating the bouncing chicken so the gang stumbled into their dorm. Junsaku went straight to his bed and fell asleep fully clothed. Takagi followed suit. Sato watched him drop to sleep as soon as he hit the pillow. She smiled; Takagi hadn't even removed his shoes. Yumi walked over to Junsaku and began to pull off his shoes. When his mud caked sneakers were resting on the ground by his bed she moved to his torso. Yumi pulled his shirt off as carefully as she could. Junsaku was a deep sleeper. She sent a demonic smile at Sato as she tugged off his shorts revealing Junsaku's plaid boxers. Sato looked at Takagi. Without making a conscious decision, she walked over to his bed and followed Yumi's example. She removed Takagi's shoes then his shirt.
Then she paused.
Sato rested her hand on his chest and felt the way he breathed. Soft and innocently. She traced his mussels with her little finger. She placed her hand against his heart and felt its pulsating beat.
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Sato looked to his handsome face and sighed at the sight of the cuts the crisscrossed on his cheeks. She traced one from his knuckles to his shoulder. Then one across his chest. And then finally she moved to his face and kissed a slice on his cheek tentatively. Sato sighed nervously and mumbled,
"Sweet little thing…"
She moved slowly to the waist of his pants and unbuttoned them with her shaking fingers. She tugged them down softly. Sato was embarrassed by the blush creeping up into her cheeks as she placed the pants on the floor. She almost laughed when she saw his white-and-red-polka-dot boxers.
"Oh Wataru…"