The widows of the office had only been a distraction; rain running hard against the smooth surface of the glass. Random patterns of raindrops formed along the edges of the windowsill as Yuki silently watched. He had only been procrastinating for barely a minute before someone caught him off guard.
"So,
Yun-Yun, what do you think?" Kakeru yelled cheerily from the
other side of the room.
He smiled while tapping his black
pen impatiently on one of the empty desks in front of him.
Yuki
shook his head, quickly coming back to reality. His eyes slowly
shifted over towards Kakeru then immediately rolled the other way.
"I already gave you my advice on this topic." Yuki stated quietly.
"Yeah, but Yun-Yun you're such a party pooper!" Kakeru's whined in a nasally tone, continuing with newly determined vigor. "Your idea kind of sucked. Nobody is going to come to a dance if there isn't a good theme!" Kakeru snickered, openly mocking their class president.
Yuki then again rolled his eyes while looking over towards Nao. " Do you have any Ideas?"
"Ah, don't ask Nao! He'll probably come up with something stupid like a 'Black tie event'" Kakeru exaggerated while mocking Yuki's recent Idea.
"At least I actually came up with a theme!" Yuki said while glaring over towards Kakeru.
"Yes.
And it was Stupid!" Kakeru laughed.
Suddenly a whiteboard
marker whizzed across the room, originated by Yuki, hitting Kakeru
right on the side of the head.
"Owww! My head!" Kakeru
winced.
Everyone
ignored Kakeru, directing their attention over towards where the pen
was fired. There they found that Nao had already come up with an idea
for the upcoming dance theme.
"I was thinking maybe we could
do something like a black and white semi- formal only?" Nao
questioned with a twisted smirk that lingered over Kakeru, silently
enjoying his pain.
"Man
down! Man down! Hey! Anyone want give some sympathy over here? I
almost got my eye gauged out with a pen! Hell-lo! Is anyone
listening to me?" Kakeru whined, dramatically lying lifelessly
on the floor.
Yuki stepped over Kakeru as he made his way over
towards Nao. Both continued to ignore Kakeru's whiney pleads.
"I think that's a great Idea!" Yuki nodded as Nao pointed out the times and conduced the dates of where the dance would take place.
"Please
don't mind me.. I'll just lay here. Dying." Kakeru continued to
ramble on but he was only noise in the background of conversation.
Subconsciously admitting defeat, Kakeru picked himself gingerly
off the floor and strolled casually to where everyone was gathered
around Nao, listening intently to him explaining his idea. He had
decided that it had been obvious that nobody was going to help him up
any time soon, or barely even ask if he had been ok. The only thing
left was to at least listen to what neo had to say.
Yuki looked over towards Kakeru. "I thought you were dying?" he questioned with hidden laughter.
Kakeru sighed as he looked over at the whiteboard "Yeah. but I guess I'll pull through, or at least or for now anyways!"
Yuki smiled "So I'm guessing that you actually like his Idea?"
Kakeru
lazily leaned back against one of the chairs that had been
surrounding the whiteboard.
"It's alright, I guess.. But I've
got to say that it's a hell of a lot better then yours!"
Time had slowly slipped away from them as the clock ticked away the final minutes of the meeting. Yuki had been watching closely as his mind would fall in and out of focus as he stood near the whiteboard. He would nod every once and a while then look back up at the clock waiting for the hands to strike five o'clock. It wasn't that he hadn't been interested, It's was just that he had promised Tohru he would make it back before dinner. The last thing he wanted to do was disappoint her while making her slave over a hot stove for nothing!
"Would it be ok if were just to leave our meeting now? And then next week we could pick up from the notes we took today?"
Nao
looked up at the clock then nodded slowly. He was able to get a quick
glimpse of the classroom window before he answered Yuki.
"Yeah,
sure. but it's still raining pretty heavily, so what's the rush?"
Yuki
sighed briefly before responding. By this time he had already had his
backpack in hand was nearing the door. "I promised I would be
home for dinner" he slowly turned the sliver rounded handle
trying to make a steady escape.
Kakeru cut in, "Alright,
leader! We'll just save all the info then!"
"Oh, okay, thank you." Yuki said while letting go of the door and quickly exiting the room.
Inclosing on the two large metal
exit doors of the main school building, Yuki could hear the rain
pouring hard against the ground outside. He had neglected to bring an
umbrella, a choice he started to regret as the rain became louder and
louder as he neared the doors.
He pushed one of the doors open
revealing a thick wall of rain that instantly hit his face. He lifted
both arms over his head, making a quick run towards one of the
buildings a little ways from the schoolyard. From there he could walk
on, sheltered by the tipsy roofs of markets and corner store
businesses.
He had managed to stay clear of all rain until he had to turn left to take the trail towards the Shoma house. Pausing for a quick breath he could see two figures standing in the middle of the trail. It was Tohru and Kyo. Both were laughing as they took their time walking home. Enjoying themselves whilst Yuki stood left behind in the rain.
Their smiles burned a hole through Yuki's heart as he watched from afar. It hadn't been this apparent before.. But now looking at the two of them he had felt so stupid for not figuring it out from the start. His love for her, the race to win her heart, had been nothing more than a constant battle against Kyo.
And this war was far from over.
