A/N: soo... here's the chapter... sorry took me a long time again... promise I'll update as soon as possible!!

Disclaimer: sigh... you're right guys... I don't own kodocha and it's characters... cause I never really owned it... =c

So... on with it...

Chapter 3: Sketching and drawing

"Huh? Is it morn--- ow!!! Ouch!!!" Sana fell off the bed, and hit her knee on the table near it. She stared at it, but she noticed something different. She really felt awkward. 'Eh? I don't remember sleeping here... I remember running after Hayama... but... oh...yeah... no, Sana!! You're not thinking that thought again!!!' she thought, cause thinking about her past will just make her sad. She shook her head violently, she almost felt dizzy. She looked at Hayama's bed. He's lying there, sleeping as usual.

'He carried me here... aaargghhh!!! What is wrong with you?!?!?' she scolded herself.

'Why don't you just admit you find it kinda sweet...' the voice said.

'Sweet? No, I don't! And I'll never!!' she argued with the voice.

'C'mon!! just admit it!! I know, cause I always know more than you do.'

'Oh yeah? Then why don't you just tell me right now what I'm thinking, if you really know me that much!' she challenged.

'Well, right now, you're thinking that it's so sweet of him to carry you back here. That it's so sweet of him to comfort you. That you actually----'

'Augh!! That is completely nonsense!!' She was too lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice Hayama's awake, and currently wondering why she's sitting there staring blankly at he floor, near his bed.

'Yup, you thinks he's such a sweet boy. Actually, if I were you, I'd already admit that---'

"AW SHUDDUP!! STOP IT!! THAT'S NOT TRUE!!!" She yelled at the top of her lungs, her hands In her head, shaking it violently.

"NO!!!!"

"Kurata? KURATA!! What the hell is wrong with you??" he asked, shaking her and bringing her back to reality.

"Huh? Ah, Haya--- oh, I mean, Akito!! You awake already??" she asked, as if nothing happened. Like she didn't even screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Ha—ah, yes. I just woke up. What's bothering you?" he answered her question. [A/N: you know, I just don't know why after she screamed, the other campers didn't even woke up. I guess they put earplugs on before they sleep. ]

'N--- nothing, nothing. It's nothing important." She got up. "Would you mind if I took a bath ahead of you?"

"No, not really." Then urgent knocks came to the door.

"Come in," Sana told the person. "Oh, Naozumi!!"

"Ohayo, Sana. Ohayo, Hayama-san." Naozumi greeted. Sana walked up to him, telling Hayama that he could go to the bathroom first. She'll just talk to Nao for a minute or so.

'Yeh, right... always interrupting pretty boy Kamura...' he thought. He then grabbed his towel and went directly inside the bathroom. The cool water that the shower provided tickled his skin. He then remembered the day he kissed Sana at her house. 'Her lips were full and sweet...very tempting.' He thought, touching his lips. 'Luscious... and sweet... I could almost taste her strawberry toothpaste.'

"Hayama are you finished???" Sana called from the other side of the door. 'Her voice... sweet...'

"Uh, yeah. Nearly finished." He replied. He was so drowned in his own thoughts. After wrapping a towel around his waist, he went outside the bath and came face-to-face with Sana. "Akito, are you a girl? Why do you take a bath that long?" she asked, innocence and curiosity could be shown in her face.

"Oh, you baka. I'm not a girl. Besides—augh, never mind." He just stood there, facing her. Sana looked at his tanned chest.

'He's not fat. He's not that muscular, like the ones I saw at one of those boxing matches. He's just physically fit. Maybe because of his karate. But... I like his body anyhow.' She thought.

The two of them just stood there, facing each other. Hayama was trying his best not to laugh at her face. He wanted to get out of there, before he can't control himself. The way Sana stared just makes him uncomfortable. Instead, he thought of a way to piss her off, so he could get out before he could do something. He leaned forward to her ear.

"What's the matter, honey? Can't take your eyes off of me?" he smirked. Sana began to feel her face burning with anger and embarrassment.

"How dare you call me honey?!! Augh! I'm getting outta here!!" she stomped her way to the bath.

"Huh. Finally. Good thing I controlled myself." He went out of the room, after changing.

"Yo."

"Akito!! Where's Sana?" Meiko asked.

"Probably doing her thing. You know, morning rituals." Aya said. "Uhm. By the way, what do we do today?"

"I don't know. Like to draw? Never tried it." Takaishi said.

"Oooh. Takaishi, I didn't thought that you would come up with a good idea." Tsuyoshi said. "What's up, guys?" Sana came down. Their jaws dropped.

"Sana, what's up? Why are you wearing THAT?" Fuuka pointed at her clothes.

"Well, it's kinda hot these days." She was wearing a tube top, [you know, the one which covers only her... that.] It shows the rest of her stomach, and from the base of her neck to a quarter of her chest. She matched it with denim shorts. Hayama felt his breathing became shallow. Obviously, she knocked the breath out of him.

"What's the matter, guys? Don't I look good? Would you like me to change?"

"NO!! Don't Sana!! It looks absolutely good on you!!!" all of them shouted at the same time. Takaishi received a hit from Fuuka's paper fan, and Tsuyoshi a hit from Aya with her rubber stick. All the guys, including Naozumi, received glares from Hayama. Sana blushed, which Hayama thought makes her look even prettier.

"Oh, thanks, guys."

"Eh?! What are we doing here? We're going to draw?" Sana asked, surprised. "Of course, we need to practice right? Kowajii-sensei told us that we'd be having art projects, so you better put up with it. You're the one who dragged us to this camp." Aya said, looking at her.

"HA!! I don't fear art; I'll use my Komowari Drawing technique!! HA!!" she stood up, a fist in the air.

"You're so naïve." Fuuka shook her head.

"Doesn't he get tired of listening to his earphones?"

"Nope. Always see him listening to 'em whenever he gets bored or something. If not, he just watches TV. He might look lazy, but hell... his room is nice and neat. No bit of dirt." Takaishi said, lying down on the grass beside Akito, who paid no attention to whatever they're talking about. He just minded his own business. Well, he's never a nosey buddy anyway...

"Kamura-san..."

"Naozumi."

"Ah, Naozumi, do you like Sana?" Tsuyoshi asked. But when it comes to Sana, he's alert. Hayama read his lips, turned his earphone volume a bit low, so he could hear them. [A/N: see? He's only interested at Sana.]

"Well, yes. I like her, but I only like her as a friend...now. Before, I've always wanted her to be my girl. Well, I met someone, not exactly like her, but somehow like her."

'Good... I'm having the urge to punch you when you said yes. Hah. Nice answer.' Hayama thought.

"And who exactly is this girl?" Tsuyoshi asked.

"Heh... I'll just tell you... if it is time."

"Aww, come on." Tsuyoshi and Takaishi tried to squeeze the juice out of him, but he's very discreet. Finally, getting tired of the mushy stuff they're talking about, Hayama stood up, and walked.

"Hey, where's he going?"

"Probably to walk, or just sit around somewhere else. Don't mind him." Tsuyoshi said.

"Is he mad?"

"Nope. He usually does this. When he's bored or he doesn't like what we're talking about, he'll desert us... sometimes, he'll just tell us to drop the subject. Besides, you'll know when he's mad. You could see the ice in his eyes, like he wants to kill. He's changed a bit; actually, it's a big improvement on him. He's been like that ever since he started to attend school... quiet, powerful eyes, and everything that would make you shiver when he looks at you, specially when he's mad. He doesn't get mad that often to us, or some of his other friends. It's a long story." Takaishi said. "And don't you even think about asking about it when he's here. He'll kill you."

"Ok. Ok. I get the point. Don't try to scare me." Naozumi told them.

"We're not trying to even scare you, Naozumi. Were actually providing you extra facts and tidbits cause when he gets angry at you, pray to kami sama for help."

"Aw. Shuddup." Naozumi muttered. "Change the subject. He's giving me the creeps."

"Whaddaya want to talk about?" Tsuyoshi said, looking over his glasses.

"How about..." he whispered to the two of them. [A/N: he's really very discreet, ne?]

"Hmm... you're really very intelligent, Naozumi!" Tsuyoshi shouted, and all the heads of those in the field turned and glared at him.

"Not so loud, Tsuyoshi!!" Takaishi nudged his side.

"Hai... sorry." He muttered, embarrassment showing in his face.

"Well, what do you say?" Naozumi asked, as the glaring heads turned away and left them to their business.

"Sounds great, but don't you think it would cause trouble?" Takaishi asked.

"Nah, it won't. We'll ask a little cooperation from the girls. Except for one, of course." Naozumi grinned.

"You know, it really is unlikely of you to think about things like that." Tsuyoshi grinned.

"Heh... just think it came from a normal boy like you." With that, the boys stood up and left.

"Guys, I really think it's getting a bit boring." Fuuka remarked, eating her lunch.

"Yeah. Noticed that too." Aya chimed in.

"Yah. Me too. I don't even know what's up with uncle Kowajii. Maybe he's planning something after our free week." Meiko said, putting a tempura inside her mouth.

"Don't you think iz a fit exfiting? Ne? It's a surprise for fall." Sana said, her mouth full.

"Yeah. Maybe it's worth the wait."

"But Fuuka, don't you like surprises?"

"I do, but I'm just curious."

"Just keep on eating, guys." Aya said.

::nighttime, 8:00::

"Hm... I feel tired after running around. Ne, Akito? Don't you feel it too?" Sana asked.

"Nobody told you to run around like wild, baka." Hayama just stared off to space, while walking beside her.

"Akito no baka!!" she bonked him with the mallet.

'Ow...I wonder when she'll stop hitting me with that...' he thought while rubbing his head, sore from the hit.

"Akito, did you happen to know where they are?" she asked, wondering why her friends told them to go to the field.

"Baka. They told us to go to the field, that means they're there. You really are stupid."

"Hmph. Fine." She started to walk ahead of him.

'She really is naïve.' He thought, following her lead.

"Sana!! Akito!! Over here!!" Meiko waved at them.

"Yo guys!! Nani? What's that you're holding, Aya?"

"Oh, this? It's just a little drawing of mine." She held up her drawing and handed it to Sana.

"Look, Akito!! It's the two of us!! Aya drew us! Oh, Aya! You could draw really well." Sana remarked, making Aya blush.

"It's just a drawing," Hayama said, hiding his emotions. 'It really isn't the two of us. I wonder if I should tell her...' he was lost in thought.

"Maybe it is just a drawing, but it is still valuable!" Sana returned the drawing.

"No, Sana. I drew that for you and Akito to keep."

"Thanks, Aya." Something then caught her eye. 'Eh? Naozumi? Meiko?' "Hey, guys, come closer. YOU TOO, AKITO!!" she dragged him as he was about to go away.

"Why are Meiko and Naozumi talking in private like that?" she whispered.

"Right... it's very unlikely of them to talk alone." Fuuka said.

"Hey, maybe we should go over there, and asked them." Takaishi said, a grin across his already grinning face.

"Yeah. That's great. Ok, Sana, Akito, you stay here, we'll just go over to those two." Tsuyoshi said.

"Sure." Hayama just nodded.

"So, what's up with the two of you? Why are you talking in private?" Fuuka suddenly asked, which startled both characters.

"Uh, n-nothing, r-really." Meiko said.

"Well, then, you might want to go back to your cabins, ladies and gents. It's late." They turned around to see the supervisor behind them.

"Aww, alright uncle. We'll go now." Meiko told her uncle, motioned for the others to follow her.

::nighttime, 9:30::

'Hm... what a tiring day... running around in the fields...' Sana thought, walking around the lake. 'Ooops, I better call Rei-kun. He might get worried." She wondered round the lake. She then found a figure lying by the other edge.

'Hayama?' she walked up to the figure, and looked at him intently. 'He's like an angel when he's sleeping.'

"What are you doing here?" Hayama suddenly opened his eyes, and he surprised Sana.

"Well, I was just—."

"You were just?" he said, standing up.

"I'm trying to call Rei-kun." Hayama just avoided her eyes, and ignored her. He was deep in thought. About his mother.

"Am I disturbing you?" she stood up.

"Well, then. I better go, if I'm disturbing you." She turned to leave, but a hand grabbed her wrist.

"Wait. Stay." Hayama told her. He pulled her closer, looked into her eyes, and kissed her. Deeply.

'Hayama!!' she thought. He broke the kiss, and embraced her tightly. She knew that something was bothering him.

"Akito, what's wrong?"

"I...let me tell you something." He sat down on the grass, Sana beside him. He rested his head on her shoulder.

"I never experienced having a mother."

"Nani?" [A/N: oops, forgot to tell yah guys... in this part, Sana doesn't know that Hayama's mother was dead.]

"Yes. She died giving birth to me."

"That's why I don't see her around... I thought she was working somewhere else out of the country...oh, Akito... I didn't mean to..."

"It's not your fault." Sana lifted his head and looked in his eyes. She felt sorry for Hayama.

'Why? Why do I care for him?' she didn't notice that his face is only a milla-inch away from her. He kissed her. Again, she was surprised.

'Why? Why don't I feel anger inside me, when he's kissing me right now? Why?' He broke it, and stared at her.

'Such lovely eyes...and her lips... soft and sweet.' He was taken aback when she wrapped her arm around his waist.

"Thank you, Akito... for being there for me...and making me feel special..."

'Sana...' There they sat, staring at the moonlight, until Sana fell asleep in him again, and he carried her again.

'Someday, I'll tell her what I really feel...I love you, Sana...' he thought, looking at the girl in his arms, sleeping like an angel.

"Hayama Akito..." she whispered. She was dreaming about him. She clutched his shirt tightly, not willing to let him go. 'I love you, Akito...' she thought.

A/N: so how was it? I'm sooo sorry it's short... please give me reviews!! Thanks to those who gave me reviews. I really appreciated it. I'll update soon!! Oh, and finally, Sana realized she loved Akito.