Chapter 3
I don't own Reborn! It belongs to Akira Amano.
My life feels like a test I didn't study for.
She gently grasps the warm cup of coffee in her hand, heading inside the classroom. Sadashi spots her target at the back of the class. His head is on the table, blue hood pulled up.
Sneaking over, she reaches towards him. His head snaps up seconds before the cup touches the desk, wide eyes landing on the brunette. She almost lets out a sound of surprise but instead schools her expression.
"S-sadashi-san?"
"Sorry," she says, as embarrassment curls in her chest. She walks away, turning around to avoid facing him, not wanting anyone to see her red face.
Sitting down, Sadashi shoves her ear buds in her ears, not noticing his flushed cheeks and tentative smile.
The cool air of the aircon hits her as she browses through the shelves. Her eyes flick around, frantically searching for a particular title.
"Sadashi-chan?"
She turns around. The store clerk stands there(Tanaka-san, her brain reminds her), a pleasant smile on her face. "Was there something in particular you were looking for?"
Sadashi hesitates. Shuffling nervously, she quietly asks, "Naruto?"
Tanaka-san gives her a blank look.
"Ah, never mind."
She breathes out, shoving her hands in her pockets. So they're not written.
She glances at the calendar as she exits the store. And probably never will be...unless?
Her eyes fall on the opposite shop advertising brushes and writing supplies and her lips twitch, mind already made up.
Sadashi flips the 'CLOSED' sign, simultaneously flicking on the lights with her other hand. It's 7 in the morning and a drowsy air covers the quiet town.
She sighs at the inkstains covering her hands. She'd been practicing for the past two weeks, yet still was clumsy enough to spill the ink over herself. Her drawing skills were average, nothing to be awed at but not too bad. She'd been improving due to constant practice, during which Hikari-san would curiously stare at her. She'd grin when Sadashi blotted the paper or fumbled with the ink bottle, but would always give her tips to steady her hand.
Shaking her head, she shuffles back to the counter. Her eyes flick to the clock which displays 7:14. She starts preparing the usual espresso and places it on the counter just as the bell at the door chimes. Reborn steps in, his usual cute briefcase at his side.
Her lips stretch into a bright grin as she leans over to place the cup in his tiny palms. Big, dark eyes meet Sadashi's as he takes it and turns away, preparing to sit at one of the tables.
"Good day, Reborn-chan!" She calls out, turning to the second customer who has arrived. He acknowledges her with a tip of his fedora.
Still reveling in the fact that he hadn't killed her in the past month, she grins brighter. The person in front of her stutters, choking and she drops the grin, not wanting to scare away another one.
Sorry about the short chapter haha. I'm getting into fanfiction again so I'm taking it a bit slow. Thank you to everyone who's reviewed this story! I read them and they rlly made my day T_T u guys are the best! *hug*