I'm updating. See, I got distracted because I was playing Final Fantasy VIII. Yeah. Plus, Teresa wasn't here to poke me and tell me I have an update. She was on a date. I need love and attention. So when she reads this, she'll feel guilty. Yeah. Sure. I still have to edit someone's new chapter. DAMMIT! I just don't feel like editing right now. I need to get back my anger. My anger fuels my need to edit.
Agent Ookami: You know I need to be angry too!
Jade: It's all for lack of Dr. Brown…
Agent Ookami: Yeah, that's true. Hey…wait a second! **Pokes Jade**
Jade: Oh fine, I'm writing. You suck. Here you go, straight from me, who is called the Writing Princess of Denton High School.
Agent Ookami: Um, who calls you that?
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Disclaimer: I don't own Kare Kano.
Warnings: You know…the usual. (For this story.) Obviously, if you've made it this far, you're okay.
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Chapter Four
Arima yawned as he made his way out to the living room with his blanket and pillow. Asaba had a 'guest' over and Arima was forced to sleep out on the couch in the common area. He was surprised to find that somebody was already out there, watching infomercials while munching on popcorn.
"Hey Arima!" Yukino scooted over to make room for him. "Come to join me?"
"Well, actually…Asaba…" Arima gestured towards the door. "Brought someone back to the room."
"In a surprising turn of events, Maho actually brought somebody back to our room so I'm out here." Yukino smiled. "Wanna give 'em a run for their money?" Arima's face turned a brilliant shade of red. He tried to keep his eyes on the TV screen.
"Er…" Arima tried to think of something clever or funny to say.
"I was just kidding." Yukino punched him in the shoulder. "You're just too easy."
"I knew you were joking." Arima lied and reached into the popcorn bowl.
"Hey! Get your own!" Yukino shielded the popcorn bowl with her body; she giggled and offered it to Arima. "You could at least try to stand up to me. Have you always been like this?"
"Well…I dunno…" Arima put a piece in his mouth. "What do you mean?"
"You know, sort of a pushover." Yukino put it bluntly.
"I'm not a pushover!" Arima protested immediately. "I just…well, do you really want to know?"
"Yes!" Yukino leaned forward excitedly, obviously ready for whatever his story was. Arima mumbled something quietly, blushing a little. Yukino frowned. "What?"
"I don't really know how to talk to girls." Arima said just a shade more audibly; luckily Yukino heard it this time.
"Is that all?" Yukino asked, looking a little cheated. "You don't know how to talk to girls? You talk to us all the time!"
"I know that, it's easier when you're all in a group." Arima shrugged. "But I don't know…I'm being stupid, aren't I?"
"Not really." Yukino blinked. "I mean, some people just have trouble with it. But you know what they say, 'Practice makes perfect.' Pretty soon, you won't even notice."
"You think so?" Arima raised his eyebrows.
"You don't have to be nervous around us at all. I mean, you could always practice with Asaba, he's the closest thing you can get without getting a female." Yukino joked. "How's grades?"
"They're fine." Arima shrugged. "I didn't think you guys really paid attention to grades."
"Of course we do! You get kicked out if you fail anything!" Yukino explained in an exasperated tone. "Usually though, we just wait till the end of the semester and get C's. Last year I barely passed but this year, I've got A's in almost all my classes."
"Sorry." Arima apologized. "I just…well…this group doesn't really seem like the types who would pay a lot of attention to school."
"We actually do pay a lot of attention to it. I'm on the track team; Maho does extracurricular stuff in the library with Aya, who is the editor-in-chief of the school newspaper this year, Tsubaki's on the girl's soccer team and the girl's baseball team, Shibahime plays the flute in the school orchestra, and Asaba goes to almost every sporting event. Not that I'm entirely sure that constitutes as an extracurricular activity." Yukino ticked off all the items on her fingers.
"You're on the track team?" Arima asked in surprise.
"Yep." Yukino nodded proudly. Their talk was interrupted as someone knocked on the door. "Come in."
"Hey, hey, what am I interrupting?" Tsubaki asked as she walked into the room.
"The best hand job ever." Yukino popped another piece of popcorn in her mouth. Arima felt the blood rush to his face as Tsubaki raised her eyebrows at him. "Geez, Tsubaki, this is Arima we're talking about." Arima didn't know if that was supposed to make him feel better or not.
"Oh yeah." Tsubaki grinned. "Hey, is Asaba in?"
"He's in with someone." Yukino supplied.
"Awww…" Tsubaki snapped her fingers. "Tonami was being really annoying and I wanted to be distracted so I didn't just kick his ass out a window. So, what about you Yukino?"
"I'm keeping Arima company." Yukino patted Arima's leg. He jumped slightly at the contact.
"He sure is jumpy." Tsubaki sighed. "Well, thanks anyways, I guess I'll go down to Aya and Rika's room."
"Bye!" Yukino told her. "Now, what were we talking about?" She asked as she turned to Arima.
"The track team." Arima supplied and listened to Yukino talk about it. He was a little surprised to see that she could be so interested in that one thing. But then, it seemed as the group was still full of surprises.
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"What's wrong Asaba?" Yukino walked in with her schoolbag. Asaba was moping on the couch by himself. He turned to her with one of the sadist faces she had ever seen on him.
"You'll see." He sighed loudly.
"Wha…" Yukino trailed off as Tsubaki walked by wearing a red t-shirt. "Oh."
"Yeah." He nodded. "Me and Tsubaki had something really fun planned too."
"Hi guys." Arima walked into the room with his schoolbag over his left shoulder and a water bottle in his right hand. "What's going on?"
"Tsubaki is red-shirting." Yukino pointed to the short haired female who had come back from the kitchen. Tsubaki rolled her eyes at Yukino.
"Uh, 'red-shirting'?" Arima asked in polite interest.
"It's a ridiculous term that they made up because Tsubaki always wears a red shirt on the first day of her period." Maho explained coldly.
"Looks like someone else should be wearing a red shirt." Asaba poked Maho's leg over the back of the couch. Maho raised a dangerous eyebrow before walking towards the small kitchen area.
"Are you okay Arima?" Yukino asked in concern because Arima seemed to be choking on the water he had been drinking from his water bottle when Maho explained.
"I'm…fine." Arima coughed a few final times.
"Some people are so immature about it." Maho commented from the kitchen. Arima was about to protest when Asaba stopped him.
"Dude, just ignore her. In fact, stay out of her way for the whole week." Asaba advised him. Tsubaki punched him in the arm. "Ow! We can still make out, Tsubaki." This was probably supposed to make her happy but instead Tsubaki just sighed loudly.
"It's Friday!" Shibahime bounced into the room. It only took her a few seconds to spot Tsubaki's red shirt. "Oh."
"I'm going to my room. I don't want to be bothered." Maho informed them all as she walked back into her room.
"We'll miss you Maho!" Yukino called out.
"Tsubaki, are you going to be okay?" Asaba asked tentatively.
"Yeah…I'm just feeling sort of bummed out." Tsubaki shrugged. "I need some coffee."
"Oh! I bought some of those frappeccino things." Asaba jumped up and ran to the refrigerator. "It's mocha…"
"Mocha?" Tsubaki was on her feet faster then the others could blink.
"Where's Kazuma?" Yukino asked.
"He's coming." Shibahime told them brightly. As if on cue, Kazuma came in and messed up Shibahime's hair. "HEY!"
"Ha, you didn't see that coming." Kazuma poked her in the side. A cushion hit him in the face.
"Didn't see that coming!" Shibahime cheered.
"Who wants to hear a story?" Asaba called out as he and Tsubaki started messing around the kitchen area.
"Story?" Rika and Aya popped in.
"Yeah, this one's great. It's the one I was telling you earlier Tsubaki." Asaba told the short-haired girl who looked a lot happier, guzzling the frappeccino.
"This is funny." Tsubaki chuckled. "Go on Asaba."
"So, do you guys know that girl on the gymnastics team? The one with the braid?" Asaba asked. Several nods from everyone except for Arima. "You know her roommate?"
"Oh yeah." Yukino and Tsubaki said together in an identical knowing tone.
"Well, I had sex with her right?" Asaba went on. "And the next day, she's following me to almost all my classes. I thought that was sort of weird at first but then I get out of my last class and she corners me and asks if I'm going out with Tsubaki, like I'm doing something wrong. And I tell her I'm not. So then, you know what she said?"
"What?" Aya lit up a cigarette.
"'We need to talk about our relationship.'" Asaba said in a high-pitched imitation of a girl. Everyone starting laughing except Arima, who tried to look as though he found the story as amusing as the others did.
"That is great." Yukino told him.
"Maybe she thought you really liked her." Arima frowned a little.
"I try to make it as clear as possible that I'm not of the relationship kind." Asaba defended himself, and then he winked at Arima. "Although, whatever floats your boat."
"But don't you feel bad for her?" Arima asked.
"You have to see Arima, that with us, it's not really a relationship, we're all friends, period." Tsubaki glanced down at her shirt for a second. "And Asaba is too immature for commitment."
"What?" Asaba squawked. "Am not! I just prefer to do it my way."
"Uh huh." Tsubaki agreed patting him on the back. "I'm just messing with you."
"I wouldn't worry about it too much if I were you." Asaba told Arima. "Did you bring the alcohol, Aya?"
"Yeah." Aya opened a large paper bag that she had brought with her. "Rum." She threw the bottle at Tsubaki who caught it perfectly. "Vodka." Asaba caught it this time. "And bourbon." Tsubaki caught it.
The group was fixing drinks and Arima got a few teasing remarks as he refused any alcohol and opted for some soda. They sat in a circle with their drinks.
"What do you guys wanna play?" Tsubaki sipped on her rum and coke happily.
"How about…" Yukino rubbed her chin.
"'I Never.'" Shibahime suggested and everyone nodded. Arima had played this game at a birthday party when he was thirteen but everyone had been drinking soda at that.
"Okay, I'll start…" Tsubaki thought really hard. "I've never…not had my period!" The three guys all took a drink.
"My turn!" Asaba looked happy. "I've never had sex with Arima!" Everyone groaned and rolled their eyes at him.
"That was stupid Asaba; no one's had sex with him." Yukino informed the honey-haired boy.
"I was just checking." Asaba winked once more at Arima. He sighed a little.
"I've never had sex with half the girl's baseball team." Yukino stated proudly. Asaba and Tsubaki bother grumbled before taking a drink.
"That was just dirty." Tsubaki told the orange-haired girl.
"Um…" Arima looked about quickly, trying to think of a good one. "I've never had sex with Asaba." He was about to say that he had never had sex before but didn't feel like bringing up the subject again. He was surprised when the entire group took a drink except for himself, Asaba, and Kazuma.
"Hey, does masturbation count?" Asaba asked.
"Yeah, take a drink." Tsubaki motioned towards his glass.
"I've never done it in the boys' bathroom." Aya told them confidently. Tsubaki, Yukino, Shibahime, and Asaba took a drink.
"Good one!" Shibahime and Tsubaki cheered. The rest of the night went on like this, just general laughter and loud yells that got to the point where Tonami knocked on the door to tell them that they were too loud.
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Sorry not a lot happened in this chapter. I swear more stuff be happening in the next chapter, kays? ^_^ Thanks to everyone that actually reviews. I love all of you.