Sitting on a bench
Side by side
Under the orange sky
Faint rays of sunlight
The trees swayed
The grass rustled
And the cold wind
Bearable
With someone
To keep you company.
"So. How did the date with Hayama go?"
"He called it off."
"Strange. I was thinking you were all stressed up because something between you two went-"
"Quiet you. Don't assume."
He chuckled to her snappy remark.
"Then tell me. What are you really so pissed about?"
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe it's because my best friend. Is messing around. with a snake of a woman. While I sit here watching. Helplessly!"
"Sarcasm, right there."
"I hate that bitch."
"Of course you do."
"Seriously."
She inched closer to him
Glaring at his face
A trace of red
On her cheeks.
"If your friend was out with another guy, how would you feel?"
"I guess I should celebrate her entry into womanhood?"
"Idiot!"
She pulled his collar closer.
"You are supposed to be all like, angry and jealous!"
"When did that become law?"
"It's an unspoken rule."
"Never heard of it. Why does this sound familiar?"
Friendzone?
"Ack-ouch!"
"That's not it!"
"Mind reader. You tell me."
"Say. Your friend comes home. She smells like that son of a bitch. And you can see hickeys on her neck."
"I-I wouldn't pay that close attention to her."
Her face turned crimson
Green eyes furious.
"P-please don't kill me."
"Next time you come home like that, mark my words. I. Will. Kill you."
"You are crazy!"
"So are you! Coming home in the middle of the night! I was waiting for you!"
"Why-"
"And then, all I can smell is that woman's scent! She even has her lipstick on your shirt!"
By god. Of course.
Memories of last time
The cunning temptress
One way or another
Was not going to let him off
Without a mark.
"O-okay detective. What's your point?"
"I hate her."
"You said that already."
"It's not fair."
"What's not fair? I thought you loved Haya-"
"Don't push it."
Her voice became cold
Menacing
The sharp end
Of the fire queen.
"Calm down..."
"Calm my ass. What was that kiss all about?"
"How do you know?"
"What do you mean, how do I know? You kissed me on the cheek!"
"Oh, that. Sorry."
"See, this is the kind of crap I'm talking about. Hachio, you don't just do that to any girl!"
"Noted. Do not kiss any girl."
She rubbed her temples
In frustration.
"Did you do that to her too?"
"I am not going to lie. Yes."
Her face paled
It was an unexpected answer
One she did not want to hear.
"Hachiman."
"Y-yes?"
"You are so dead."
She leapt forward
Her body crashed against his
With one more move
Before her lips touched his.
"Oi. T-this is becoming repetitive."
"Oh yes. I'll repeatedly hit you if you say such lies again."
"Fine, fine."
"It's not true. Is it?"
The truth
Is the wrong answer.
"No. I was just exaggerating."
"Whatever."
"Are we good?"
"No."
"Huh?"
"Not yet. Give me time, will you?"
"Sure. Take all the time you need."
"Hachi. Don't let the devil tempt you."
"Amen to that. By the way, I may have seen your grandmother at the meeting."
"And?"
"And what?"
"Don't be daft. Did she say anything about me? Or dad?"
"Well, she does love you. I think."
"You think?"
"Miyako-sama and your father seemed a bit cross with each other."
"True. I miss her."
"I feel you. She doesn't visit that often, does she?"
"No, not anymore."
Privacy and space
One of the highest forms of respect
Thus
Do not push on further.
In silence
Once again
Subtle understanding
Where words fail to conclude
Actions illustrate.
"This is the last week before the holiday break. Video games at my place?"
"Say no more. Let's go to places."
"Alright. As far as my energy will take me."
"That'll only get you up to the next street. Let's fly to Furano or something."
"Furano? The hell are we going to do there?"
"You'll see. We have a country house over there."
Scratching his chin
In contemplation
It would be a nice holiday
But he felt like staying in
For the winter.
As if she knew what he was thinking
It was decided.
"You are coming with me."
"But-"
"No buts. Next week?"
"Ah, damn it. Alright."
