Shigure is in his room writing when a figure stumbles in and falls flat on the floor.
Shigure: Raine-chan! Are you okay? We have not heard from you for years!
Raine:panting I was trying to help a turtle cross the road…then a car hit me and I was in a coma all this time.
Shigure: Ahh…you were just busy with your normal life, ne?
Raine: …
Chapter 8
Hatori stepped out of the principal's office completely speechless. Shigure patted his shoulder reassuringly while Hatori looked at him helplessly.
"We seemed to be digging deeper and deeper our own graves," said Hatori, wiping away his sweatdrop.
Shigure just waved his hands nonchalantly, "A wise man once said, 'No use worrying about tomorrow when today has its own trouble.'"
"What does that mean?" cried Hatori, frustrated at Shigure's coolness.
Ayame skipped out of the office and did a ballet twill in the hallway.
"It means, you should not worry about Saturday when you have a date to prepare for tonight," sang Ayame in a shrill voice, while doing graceful leaps in the hallway.
Hatori buried his face in his hands and squatted down in defeat.
"Anoo, Tori-san, are you okay? You're not crying, are you?" asked Ayame, looking at the squatting figure concernedly. Shigure also looked worried.
Hatori's body started to shake slightly and he suddenly burst out laughing. Both Shigure and Ayame stepped back in shock.
"Has he gone mad?" whispered Ayame secretly to Shigure.
Shigure shrugged his shoulders in bewilderment.
Hatori was continuing to laugh manically; in fact, tears had welled up in his eyes and were streaming down his cheeks. He finally wiped them away and suddenly stood up. He took a deep breathe and pointed his finger towards Ayame.
"Your voice is so horrible, how can we sing in a party? For the principal no less! We'll be the laughing stock of the entire school!" he yelled.
A heavy silence befell upon the atmosphere after Hatori's outburst. Then, it was Ayame's turn to cry.
"Tori-san is so scary…" wailed Ayame pathetically, "And…he says such cruel things…"
"Ha-san…"chided Shigure, looking at Hatori disapprovingly. Hatori faced the ground and wondered why he suddenly felt guilty inside, but he immediately changed his mind when helooked up to see Ayame suddenly surrounded by a group of students.
"You poor thing, don't cry…" comforted one random girl, passing Ayame a tissue.
"You look so beautiful when you are sad," cooed a random guy, taking pictures of Ayame with his handphone, in which Ayame gladly pouted for, while silver tears streamed down his cheeks.
Hatori felt his whole body shake with anger.
"Hmph!" he snorted, before stomping off.
Shigure looked on at Hatori's retreating figure.
"Aya-chan…"said Shigure.
"Huh?" wondered Ayame as his fans started to place daisies in his hair.
"Maybe we should call off the date, Hatori was really angry…"
"But then…what about the peaches?" exclaimed Ayame.
"Well, what's more important, Hatori's friendship or peaches?"
Ayame put his hand on his chin and pondered for a while. Shigure could not take it any more and whacked him on his head.
