PLEASE DONT HURT ME.

I recently found the motivationto keep writing this.

I still have no idea where it's going, so yea, I'm gonna write until I see an ending.

I know it's been almost two years since I posted the last chapter, again, please don't kill me.

School, other fics, motivation and interest. I'm trying xD

Do send me a review so that I know people are still interested in reading this.

Since its been a couple of years I'm hoping my writing has gotten better. I'm using a new spacer now; 0_0_0_0 to differ between time breaks and characters.

I'll also difrienciate text messages and text better now. I promise.

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Thanks,

Anime4us

Chapter 21: There's a first for everything

Was I aware of what was happening? Not entirely. Was the space between me and Yogi dissipating by the millisecond? Yes. Did Yogi just confess that he liked me? Apparently. Was he about to kiss me?!

"Woa! Back up. Space. Can't breathe!" I stated before pushing against Yogi's chest.

I totally didn't miss the look of hurt that flashed across Yogi's face, but hell, I'm still trying to connect the dots here.

"I'm sorry. I just… I don't…"

"It's fine… I get it…" Yogi stepped away before turning his back to me.

My chest constricted at the pain I heard in the blonde's voice.

"You get… what exactly?" I asked.

Yogi turned back towards me and offered the most depressing smile I'd ever seen.

"I have some work to get to, you should get to class. See you later."

Why was it that the blonde's words hurt so much as he made his way away from me and back towards the club room. I had left my bag in the club, but I just didn't think it was a good idea to go after it at the moment. It was as equally a bad idea to go after Yogi right this moment.

Classes were slow and agonizing. My mind was constantly conjuring cruel images of Yogi's smile from this morning. When the lunch bell rang I was up and out of class first, my classmates probably surprised at how energetic I seemed. I made my way down the hallway with intentions on going right to the student council room and righting the wrong Yogi thought I had committed.

"Gareki!"

Of course Nai would pop outta nowhere when I didn't really have the time.

"Wanna go to the caf with me?" He asked with the brightest smile ever.

Think Gareki… Think.

"Yogi asked me to help him with some council work." I stated, this excuse being the first thing to pop into mind.

"Oh? He won't even let you grab lunch first?" Nai asked while cocking his head.

"Got a lot of work to get through. I'll see you after school." I stated before quickly making my escape.

The closer the student council room came into view, the worse my heart rate became. This wasn't me, I was never one to show emotions, much less be an emotional wreck. Who was I kidding? I needed to stop blaming the twins and accept the fact that I definitely had feelings for our bloody student council president.

I took a deep breath before throwing the student council room's door open with more force than necessary. Yogi jumped from where he was sitting as the door slammed into the wall behind it.

"Oh! Gareki… You scared me…" He said while chuckling nervously.

I made my way towards the idiot that sat doing student council work alone.

"What's got you so excited? You're not usually one to get so emotionally distraught unless I'm arou-"

Yogi's words were cut off because I wasn't scared anymore. No, I was far from scared. Hell, this was the first time I had felt a connection to someone other than Tsubaki and the twins that didn't involve me cursing them to death. This was something that I both needed and wanted… So ya, I left the council room door open, and ya, I didn't let Yogi finish what he was asking me, hell, I wasn't really listening. The surprise in Yogi's violet eyes was enough for me, because soon after they had widened with surprise, they'd fallen closed, as if to melt into the kiss we were sharing. I let mine fall closed as well, because hell, I wanted to enjoy this as well. Was I kissing the student body president? Yes. Was I kissing a boy no less? Once again, yes. Did I care about those titles at the exact moment? Not an ounce.

When I pulled away, Yogi had a goofy grin on his lips.

"What?" I asked as I leant up against the back of the couch.

"Same." Yogi stated.

My cheeks splashed with pink before I turned away.

"Idiot."

"Not really, I mean, you left the door open to give a show to a full library." Yogi stated while raising a brow.

My eyes widened, my cheeks only getting darker and my eyes turned towards the door.

"It's not like I yelled out 'free show!'." Yogi stated casually.

"Yogi." I hissed.

"Hm?" The blonde asked with a smile. "Want another kiss?"

"Stop it!" I stated as my cheeks got darker.

Yogi kept his smile as he closed the door.

"I don't mind, I'm serious." He stated casually.

"You're crazy."

"For you perhaps."

"That was freaking cheesy."

"That's me."

"I hate you."

"I don't really think so."

"I do."

"Marriage already, aren't you quick?"

And more red.

"Stop that."

"Fine, we'll settle on a date. Tommy misses you." Yogi said while shrugging.

"Fine." I practically grumbled.

"Shall we get some paperwork done?" Yogi asked with the same smile.

"You're impossible." I huffed.

Of course, my guard was none existent and the student body president did succeed in another kiss after having shut the door.

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School finished and I still felt… kinda mystified I guess? I don't really know how to explain it. Anyways, I had a… date. Yea, I had a date with Yogi. My cheeks splashed red at the thought. Of course, I needed to relax. Tommy was gonna be there so there was no way anything was happening.

"Gareki!"

I turned towards Tsubame before raising a brow. Was there a shy brown headed kid standing next to her? The kid looked like a total dork, glasses and shy demeanor all together. Tsubame bounded towards me excitedly, tugging who I presumed to be Jiki behind her.

"Hey! You totally ignored me in the hall today!" She proclaimed, Jiki turning his gaze away from the two of us as she spoke.

"I did?" I asked while raising a brow.

Tsubame gave me an 'are you serious?' look before shaking her head.

"Gareki! Tommy's ready whenever you are. Need to stop at home?"

My gaze slid towards Yogi as he caught up to us. Before I knew it, an elbow was making its way into my damn stomach, curtesy of my damn sister. Yogi turned towards Jiki as Tsubame pulled me aside.

"What the hell?" I hissed, glaring somewhat.

"Something happened. Something good. I want the details. Make 'em juicy." She stated with a knowing smirk. My face was red, I had already lost. "No way!" She exclaimed, earning questioning looks from both Yogi and Jiki and really, only managing to make my embarrassment that much more prominent. "Ah! I'm so happy for you!" She sang before bounding off and dragging Jiki with her, leaving me with words stuck in my throat and a new shade of red.

"I'm kinda upset that I didn't cause this." Yogi stated while sighing heavily.

"Shut up!" I hissed, turning away from him and heading towards the gate.

"Stopping by your place?" The president asked casually, keeping pace with my hasty steps easily.

"I just gotta grab a sweatshirt." I muttered, my blush slowly ebbing away.

"Sounds good." Yogi smiled happily.

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To say that Tsubaki was happy was an understatement. I honestly can't explain it to you. She was glowing. I swear. Also, gushing over Yogi. I'm not even upset, because it was well worth the look of annoyance Meiga had on during the whole exchange. Tsubaki was so excited that I was going out that no matter how many times I tried to decline, she shoved money in my hand and practically threw me out the front door. Meiga didn't say a word during the whole exchange, something I was infinitely grateful for. At least I got a ray of sunshine every now and then when it came to that bastard.

Yogi had been smiling the whole time. In fact, he and Tsubaki hit it off so well she handed him her number in case he needed to call her, for whatever reason. I think she just knows more than I originally gave her credit for. Maybe she was in fact on the 'get Gareki and Yogi together' train that the twins had been on for the last while.

Eventually we stopped by to pick Tommy up, who, by the way, was still carrying around the stuffy I won him. I'm not saying much, but the guy that won this kid the stuffy is a stud. Both Tommy and Yogi were going on about how their days had gone up to this point. I was perfectly content with silently listening, but apparently Tommy had different ideas.

"Hey Gareki!"

"Yea, kid?" I asked as I glanced down at him.

"Do you play baseball?!" He demanded.

Well, that was a loaded question. The answer at the moment was no; I hadn't played for two years, then again, Yotaka had managed to coax me into joining the baseball team. How did I let him do that again? Damn…

"Yea… I'm meeting the school team tomorrow." I stated casually, looking away from the shocked gaze I could feel coming from Yogi's direction.

"Really?" Both Yogi and Tommy asked at the same time, grating on my nerves.

"Yea." I stated as I shoved my hand into my sweatshirt pockets.

"Woa! What position do you play?!" Tommy demanded.

"Catcher." I stated, starting to feel a little embarrassed with the barrage of questions.

"You should be a pitcher! The throw from the fair was like bam!" Tommy said while mimicking my stance.

"Nah, it's hard so that I can get it to second and third if they try to steal." I stated with a casual shrug.

"That's so cool." Tommy stated with a huge grin.

We'd decided on taking Tommy to see a movie that night, which meant nothing violent. Cars it was. Whatever. We marched into the tiny theatre before plopping down somewhere in the middle. Yogi sat in the middle before Tommy sat to his left and I to her right. Tommy seemed happy enough with a popcorn and drink in hand as the trailers and commercials rolled across the screen. The theatre started getting dark when the movie itself started up. One second the red car, the main character I'm pretty sure, was on the screen, the next playful purple eyes danced into my vision before my person space was no more. It took every ounce of my self to control to keep from jumping, though I'm certain I at least gasped because Yogi was smirking into the kiss, damn bastard. He pulled back with a victory smirk as I turned away, blush traveling even to my ears and neck.

"Lightning McQueen is super cool!" Tommy exclaimed in hushed excitement.

"You bet he is." Yogi replied with complete composure as I silently fell apart in my movie seat.

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"They were all zoom! Zoom! And then bam! He saves the blue guy! Hey, what was your favorite part!?"

I was snapped out of my thoughts as Tommy tugged on the cuff of my sweatshirt. I glanced down at him before trying to think. How do I tell the kid that my favorite part was the random kiss that Yogi stole at the beginning? Nope. No way in hell. But I hadn't even really watched the movie after that. I was lost in my own goddamn head. Shit.

"Uh, the race?" I stated more as a question.

No, I didn't miss Yogi covering up laughter as Tommy cocked his head in questioning.

"There was like, three races." Tommy stated before frowning.

"I liked all the races." I stated with a firm nod.

"Oh. I see… Me too!" Tommy exclaimed, his smile picking back up right away.

And still, Yogi stood giggling in the background as I struggled to keep up with Tommy as he continued to rant about the movie and the characters in which I couldn't even remember their names.