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My Inspiration
They made a freaking convention? Doe brown eyes slid to their left to gauge if Oga was as uncomfortable as he was sitting at the makeshift panel of two chairs, a long table complete with a blue table cloth, and two bottles of water. The brunet looked right at home. The silvernette blew up his bangs, he didn't know how he kept getting suckered into these things. Then he remembered that Oga dragged them both up to the classroom because there was a large sum of money involved.
"And now we open the floor to questions," said the freshman with red ribbons, Amane, as the two teens found out after their photo op. Furuichi's cheeks burned when the thought of Oga's lips touching his resurfaced from the depths of his mind. No matter how much, Furuichi wanted to forget, he couldn't. The silvernette snapped back to the present when another freshman cleared her throat rather loudly. "This question is for both of you. Are either of you behind the stories being posted online? Are any of those stories...true?"
Furuichi tried not to roll his eyes when the whole club began to giggle. "Of course we're not behind this. And, no, none of that is true." Furuichi couldn't care less about the effect his grumpy attitude had on the audience, he just wanted to go home and put all of this nonsense behind him. Of course, Furuichi wasn't prepared for a convicted retort. "How could it not be true? Amane has a picture of you two kissing! Why try to hide it when we already know?"
Furuichi's face resembled a ripe tomato. Fuck that damned picture! "Well, if you already know," Oga warped an arm around Furuichi's shoulders, "why do you need to ask?" Furuichi had his fist poised to punch Oga in the ribs when the whole room sounded with piercing kyaa's. Both teens ducked their heads to cover their ears, but it resulted in a louder uproar since it made them look like they were kissing. "Alright, settle down, settle down," MC Amane spoke into a mic made of crumpled paper, "let's keep the energy going with another question."
This time a senior girl stood up for the whole club to hear. "This question is for Oga. Does anything inspire you to cause all those obnoxious fights all over campus?" Furuichi flicked his gaze to his left and chewed the inside corner of his mouth. It was obvious this girl wasn't a fan. An agitated silence moved through the room as everyone in the classroom glanced nervously at each other. The only person who didn't look at all concerned was the person in question. "Of course I have inspiration. All good fighters have one."
"Oh?" The senior crossed her arms and jutted her right hip, "And what's that?"
"Him." Oga jerked a thumb in the direction of a shocked silvernette. "As long as he's by my side to cheer me on that's all the inspiration I'll ever need. Besides," Oga leaned back with his arms behind his head, gazing intensely at Furuichi as if there were no one else in the room, "if he's ever in trouble, I know I can be there for him." When the whole room became another frenzied roar of squealing fans, Furuichi could only hear his heart beating in his red tinged ears.
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