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Do do do dum dee dum.
Chapter 8
I was waliking to school the next morning, trying not to touch anything. Band-aids were on almost every finger tip. I had no idea how difficult it was to sew tiny clothes. After washing his little clothes I tried to dry them in the clothes dryer and they shrank.
I yawned, remembering how long it took me to make the clothes actually fit the little guy. My first attempt looked more like a tent than an outfit. Finally, I had to ask one of the maid staff if she had any patterns to work from. I told her it was for a school play. She volunteered to help, but I couldn't accept.
Access actually finished them, putting on the buttons and buckles. I think we both had a lot of fun putting it together. He looked really good in his new theads. Tight fore arm cuffs, fluffly shirt, sashes that crossed in the front and met behind like coat tails of a tuxedo and loose pants that were bound at the calfs with silk cords.
In class, I was nodding off but, chiaki got hit with chalk. He had fallen asleep. Chiaki? I decided to ask him if there was something I could do. It wasn't like him to fall asleep like that. I found him around lunch time looking around, like he was waiting or someone.
"Chiaki?"
"Hey, Iincho." he blinked. "What happened to your hands?" He reached out and touched them.
"I, ah," I blushed, no one else had noticed. His hands were so warm and he was so kind. What was I thinking?! I gently pulled my hands away. "It's nothing." I hid them behind my back. "What's up? Are you waiting for someone?"
"Well...no." he looked away then back at me.
"So what's on your mind?" I sat down next to him. "You fell asleep in class today, is anything wrong?" We both yawned, looked at each other and laughed.
"You're tired too huh?"
"Yeah, I got stood up." I shrugged. He looked so surprised.
"By who?"
"Who else?" I handed him the note.
"Ouch." he winced.
"Yeah." I brought up my legs and rested my chin on them. "I wish I could say I'm heart broken. But I still have hope, you know?"
"You're a hopeless romantic alright." he gave the note back to me.
"Maybe she just doesn't know how I feel. If I could just..." I slipped it into my bag.
"I think that note tells you her feelings on the subject." he nodded at the letter.
"Maybe." I scratched my cheek. "Enough about me, why were you falling asleep?"
"I was looking for someone." he laced his hands behind his blue hair.
"Anyone I know?" I streched out too.
"No." he closed his eyes. "This person doesn't go to our school."
"Oh?" I felt the sudden urge to tease him. "Romacing girls from other schools are you?" I wiggled my eye brows up and down. "What? Is the matter not satisfied with the slim pickings of our school, Mr. Player?" I pushed him.
"It's nothing like that." he caught my hand.
"Oh really? Romancing other guy's then." I started laughing nugging him with my elbow since he had my wrist.
"Stop it," he was half giggling, I think he was ticklish so I reached with my other hand. He burst out laughing, squirming like a little girl. "Cut it out." he begged. No way pal no mercy! Tee hee hee. For all the times he's teased me, revenge is sweet.
"What's a matter, I'm not good enough for you?" Using his own line against him, poetic irony. Ha ha!
"Hey, no fair. AH!" he fell over taking me with him, we rolled off the bench and into the grass. Somehow, in the confusion I remembered tumbling like this with Sinbad. What a strange thought. I shook my head.
"I see." I looked away from Chiaki, who ended up on top of me. He hadn't had a chance to get up before I spoke again. "Take me out to a movie, buy me snacks and after you've had you're way with me you let me down easy." I was getting ready to laugh when I turned to him to deliver my punch line. "You are such a..."
I wanted to gasp but the shock stole my reaction. I was trembling suddenly, vulnerable and insecure. Chiaki was...he was...kissing me. His warm wet tongue touched mine, sliding deeper into my mouth.
"Hm." I moaned in surprise and ,to my surprise, ecstasy. I reached out and touched his body, although I was scared that I might do something that would make him stop. But I also wanted him to stop. Was this a part of his game? Please don't let it be a game.
"Ah!" I exclaimed when he let my mouth free and ripped my collar. He moaned against my neck like, tasting the salty skin. His humming against my skin was making me delirious, my hands cluched clothes, pulling him closer. I was scared but...I wanted him.
He suckled on that sweet bit of flesh, wanting it, wanting me. My face was so hot and my heart, oh god I thought my heart was going to explode. "Chiaki." Whispered his name in his ear.
Do do do dum dee dum.
Chapter 8
I was waliking to school the next morning, trying not to touch anything. Band-aids were on almost every finger tip. I had no idea how difficult it was to sew tiny clothes. After washing his little clothes I tried to dry them in the clothes dryer and they shrank.
I yawned, remembering how long it took me to make the clothes actually fit the little guy. My first attempt looked more like a tent than an outfit. Finally, I had to ask one of the maid staff if she had any patterns to work from. I told her it was for a school play. She volunteered to help, but I couldn't accept.
Access actually finished them, putting on the buttons and buckles. I think we both had a lot of fun putting it together. He looked really good in his new theads. Tight fore arm cuffs, fluffly shirt, sashes that crossed in the front and met behind like coat tails of a tuxedo and loose pants that were bound at the calfs with silk cords.
In class, I was nodding off but, chiaki got hit with chalk. He had fallen asleep. Chiaki? I decided to ask him if there was something I could do. It wasn't like him to fall asleep like that. I found him around lunch time looking around, like he was waiting or someone.
"Chiaki?"
"Hey, Iincho." he blinked. "What happened to your hands?" He reached out and touched them.
"I, ah," I blushed, no one else had noticed. His hands were so warm and he was so kind. What was I thinking?! I gently pulled my hands away. "It's nothing." I hid them behind my back. "What's up? Are you waiting for someone?"
"Well...no." he looked away then back at me.
"So what's on your mind?" I sat down next to him. "You fell asleep in class today, is anything wrong?" We both yawned, looked at each other and laughed.
"You're tired too huh?"
"Yeah, I got stood up." I shrugged. He looked so surprised.
"By who?"
"Who else?" I handed him the note.
"Ouch." he winced.
"Yeah." I brought up my legs and rested my chin on them. "I wish I could say I'm heart broken. But I still have hope, you know?"
"You're a hopeless romantic alright." he gave the note back to me.
"Maybe she just doesn't know how I feel. If I could just..." I slipped it into my bag.
"I think that note tells you her feelings on the subject." he nodded at the letter.
"Maybe." I scratched my cheek. "Enough about me, why were you falling asleep?"
"I was looking for someone." he laced his hands behind his blue hair.
"Anyone I know?" I streched out too.
"No." he closed his eyes. "This person doesn't go to our school."
"Oh?" I felt the sudden urge to tease him. "Romacing girls from other schools are you?" I wiggled my eye brows up and down. "What? Is the matter not satisfied with the slim pickings of our school, Mr. Player?" I pushed him.
"It's nothing like that." he caught my hand.
"Oh really? Romancing other guy's then." I started laughing nugging him with my elbow since he had my wrist.
"Stop it," he was half giggling, I think he was ticklish so I reached with my other hand. He burst out laughing, squirming like a little girl. "Cut it out." he begged. No way pal no mercy! Tee hee hee. For all the times he's teased me, revenge is sweet.
"What's a matter, I'm not good enough for you?" Using his own line against him, poetic irony. Ha ha!
"Hey, no fair. AH!" he fell over taking me with him, we rolled off the bench and into the grass. Somehow, in the confusion I remembered tumbling like this with Sinbad. What a strange thought. I shook my head.
"I see." I looked away from Chiaki, who ended up on top of me. He hadn't had a chance to get up before I spoke again. "Take me out to a movie, buy me snacks and after you've had you're way with me you let me down easy." I was getting ready to laugh when I turned to him to deliver my punch line. "You are such a..."
I wanted to gasp but the shock stole my reaction. I was trembling suddenly, vulnerable and insecure. Chiaki was...he was...kissing me. His warm wet tongue touched mine, sliding deeper into my mouth.
"Hm." I moaned in surprise and ,to my surprise, ecstasy. I reached out and touched his body, although I was scared that I might do something that would make him stop. But I also wanted him to stop. Was this a part of his game? Please don't let it be a game.
"Ah!" I exclaimed when he let my mouth free and ripped my collar. He moaned against my neck like, tasting the salty skin. His humming against my skin was making me delirious, my hands cluched clothes, pulling him closer. I was scared but...I wanted him.
He suckled on that sweet bit of flesh, wanting it, wanting me. My face was so hot and my heart, oh god I thought my heart was going to explode. "Chiaki." Whispered his name in his ear.