Next Thursday

"You don't have to carry my stuff anymore. I can handle it now." Miyako said as they walked to her house.
"No, I'll carry it. Besides, I want to. You didn't have to buy me this shirt." He said, big grin on his face. She looked at him. *I was right. He does look good in it. *
"Did you see Takeru's face when I walked into that cafeteria! I swear, if someone could die of surprise, he would have been the first to go." Daisuke laughed. She joined him. They reached her house and she unlocked the door. Daisuke carried their stuff into the living room and dumped it on the floor.
"Today we're actually going to study right? We have a test in English tomorrow and I want to pass this time." Daisuke said, getting his notebook and English-Japanese dictionary out of his bag. She hobbled over and sat next to him, laying her crutches on the floor beside her.
"Daisuke, do you know what 'perverted' means? I heard some girl yell it at a group of laughing guys after English today."
"No idea."
"Can you pass me the dictionary then?"
"I'll look it up." He picked up the dictionary and flipped through it. "What was the word?" he asked.
"Perverted."
"Let's see… oh my god!" he laughed as he read the definition.
"What?"
"I gotta remember this." He said, and wrote it down.
"What does it mean?" she repeated, leaning over to see what he was writing.
"Hentai." He replied, still laughing.
"What?!"
"Hentai." He managed to gasp. "I gotta tell Hikari to call Takeru this."
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
"Why not?"
"Unlike us, they actually know about three quarters of English. I'm sure that they both would know what it means."
"Let's get to work then. List the five demonstrative pronouns." Daisuke said, managing to calm down.
"Where did you learn a big word like demonstrative? I don't even know what a demonstrative pronoun is." Miyako replied.
"I read it from the text?" he said, holding up his English book.
"Ha ha. Let's see… five demonstrative pronouns… hmm…" she thought for a few moments in silence.
"Come on, we don't got all day." Daisuke said.
"This… that… those… them and these!" she replied happily. Daisuke checked the book.
"Yeah." he said. And then got a cheeky grin on his face. "Do you know the sixth one?"
"What sixth one? I thought there were only five."
"That's what you thought."
"No, I'm sure there's only five."
"Not according to this." He said, pointing to something in the book.
"Let me see."
"No."
"Let me see the book."
"No."
"Give me the book!" she reached for the book, but Daisuke held it out of her reach.
"If you want it, you have to get it." He said, and tossed it across the room. She glared at him. He just smiled back.
"Fine." She said, and crawled across the room to retrieve the book.
*She has a nice ass… * Daisuke thought to himself, his smile broadening. She turned around.
"What are you smiling about?" she said. Daisuke didn't hear her though. She was leaning in such a way that he could see down her shirt.
*Nice view * he thought.
"Hello?" she said. "Like talking to a brick wall." She threw the book at him. It hit him on the head, bringing him back to his senses.
"Hey! What did you do that for?" he said, rubbing his head.
"At least I have your attention now." She replied, crawling over.
"Like you didn't before." He muttered to himself.
"What?"
"Nothing. Let's get back to English." He said, changing the subject. Miyako raised an eyebrow at him, and went back to her book as well.

Monday at school

"What do you think of Daisuke and Miyako?" Hikari said to Takeru in the hall after school.
"They have way too much energy for their own good." He replied.
"No, no, no! As a couple!"
"Oh. I don't know. It'd be kind of weird."
"Why?"
"I don't know. It just would."
"Well I'm gonna get them to realize that they love each other."
"What?!"
"And you're gonna help me."
"Since when?"
"Since I make the wonderful chocolate cake that you love so much."
"Mmm, chocolate…" Takeru thought of the cakes that Hikari made for him before.
"So are you gonna help me?"
"Sure. Anything for chocolate, I mean love." Takeru said. Hikari laughed.