Che che che...update! xD Umm yeah, I probably should be revising maths but God damnit it ain't half like torture.
This is probably the longest chapter I've done so far...and possibly could be the longest in the whole story...althought I'm not sure yet...
Anyway! Seeing as BindedInChains13 dedicated their chapter partly to me, I dedicate this one to Chains too...Thank you.
Also a thank you to reviewers as always #bows# I love reading them. ^-^ I hope you enjoy this chapter too x
Chapter Seven
"Where are you going?"
Rye winced at the door and turned round with a forced smile, "Out" she said, before turning round again and jiggling the doorhandle frantically before her but sadly it didn't open in time.
"Can I come?" Rye turned around to face he sister trying not to glare at her. She had wanted to sneak out without her sister…she was sure that Tsuruhime wouldn't be able to handle the pressure of a simple high-school prank set up. She hadn't done in the past…despite swearing on her own life, she'd always blabbed on her elder sister.
Rye put on a smile, 'Change of plan!' she said walking towards the stairs.
"Where are you going now? And can I come with you or not? You never said!" she whined up the stairs as Rye entered her room, emptying her pockets onto the bed, ridding herself of all the equipment she was going to use to break into the power station.
"Yeah…you can come with me…" Rye said absently, grabbing the handful of thieves tools and stowing them 'safely' under her bed. When she turned round Tsuruhime was stood in the doorway.
"What was that?" she asked curiously raising an eyebrow and pointing. "…nothing" Rye mumbled quickly grabbing the plastic baby from the side by it's foot and pushing Tsuruhime back out of the door.
Tsuruhime watched her sister going down the stairs…when Rye said 'nothing' it usually meant exactly the opposite…
She looked back into the room at a bit of wire that now hung out from under the bed. She frowned at it trying to ID it better, "You coming now or what?" Rye shouted up the stairs, drumming her fingers on the banister and praying her little sister hadn't gone into her room…
"Do you want to feed Hidetada?" Oichi asked as she pushed the pram through the park.
"No…I'm good…" replied Ieyasu who had pulled his yellow hood way up over his head and was now holding it and looking round rapidly praying that no-one he knew saw him in this embarrassing mum and dad game.
'Why the hell has she named the damn baby? It's hollow and plastic and basically the handcuffs which are currently chaining us together' Ieyasu said, frowning at the piece of plastic in the pram.
"Okay then!" Oichi said, happily smiling at Ieyasu. Ieyasu just put on a forced smile back, wondering how she wasn't embarrassed to be pushing a pram with a toy baby in it at her age.
As he was scanning the area he suddenly noticed a redhead alongside a certain silver haired boy walking down on of the park paths. 'Oh God…don't let him see me like this please, I look like a total idiot…'. Freezing on the spot Oichi stopped too.
"What's wrong?" she asked, before following his line of sight and her eyes meeting with Rye. Oichi smiled lightly before turning back to her 'friend' "It's only Hidetada's God mother!" she said, touching him on the arm, laughing a little. Ieyasu looked at Oichi scared.
"Rye's the God mother?" he said in shock, then realised what a ridiculous topic this was anyway. He nervously looked down at the hand on his arm which was slowly creeping its way to his shoulder and to his neck as another hand went round too.
Ieyasu's eyes widened in horror and he staggered back waving his arms like he was trapped by the Kraken. Oichi just laughed and held on tighter as they crashed into a park bench with Oichi sat on his lap.
"Good idea…let's take a rest…" she said leaning in, Ieyasu saw how close her face was, he quickly leaned his head back and smacked it on the bench. Wincing he rubbed his head until suddenly he felt another hand massaging his bruised head.
"There there…" Oichi said in her dead tone while Ieyasu was crying on the inside and quickly looking for any way to escape this, he couldn't stand being close to her, he couldn't stand it…
Ieyasu shut his eyes tightly, he couldn't stand her.
Meanwhile Rye and Mitsunari were currently kicking their baby along the floor like a pebble. Tsuruhime had long given up trying to get them to stop, or trying to talk to them and had ran on ahead because she believed she saw her 'Twilight Ninja'.
"So you see? I get Motochika to re-wire the baby properly…and I get full marks!" Rye said grinning as Mitsunari passed the baby to her.
The two had been walking along the same route for about 5 minutes before Rye had got sick of the awkward silence.
Turns out Mitsunari wasn't as bad as she thought…her expectations had been pretty low judging what Ieyasu said about him…
"Motochika can do that?" Mitsunari asked genuinely puzzled, he'd always regarded Motochika as a bit of a lazy slacker. He'd had roughly the same thoughts about the girl he was talking to as well…well…he still did, but she sounded like a nice person at least.
"Yeah…well he says he can but-" Rye cut off as she caught eyes with an old lady watching them kick the plastic toy along the floor.
Rye glared, old lady narrowed her eyes and stuck out her tongue, Rye blinked in shock and almost tripped over the toy and Mitsunari had to catch her.
"Watch yourself…" Mitsunari muttered, pushing her upright again while Rye frowned at the old lady who was now shuffling away laughing to herself.
Mitsunari looked too, "You should respect your elders…"
Rye gave the toy an energetic kick before running after it, "SHE STARTED IT!" she yelled moodily.
Mitsunari rolled his eyes as something caught his attention on the park bench. And his eyes widened, blinking a few times. Was that Ieyasu? With that Oichi freak?
He frowned to himself and squinted, slowly walking a bit closer. "What the…" he muttered. Oichi was sat in his lap with her arms round his neck.
Mitsunari came to a halt, a strange ache pulled in his chest, but it soon went away. 'Why is she with him? …I thought they weren't even friends'
"GOT IT!" yelled Rye holding up a muddy plastic toy head, which Mitsunari smacked out of his sight and started to walk over to the two on the bench.
Rye wrinkled her nose up at the boy's behaviour before looking to see where he'd gone off to. She had pretty much the same reaction as Mitsunari. She kept her gaze on them as she reached down and picked up the baby again, chewing on her lip, as she caught up with Mitsunari on his way over.
'Why is he with her?'
"Hey, who's this?" Kasuga said flicking her long hair behind her as she walked back over Kotaro, with the snacks she'd just bought. She looked at the other girl sat on the swing set next to Kotaro.
She suddenly jumped up and bounced over, holding out her hand to Kasuga, "Pleased to meet you, I'm Tsuruhime!" she said looking up with a pair of adorable brown eyes.
'She's cute~ …maybe I can adopt her too?' She looked across at Kotaro, 'They'd make perfect children' Kasuga shifted the weight of the bag she had and shook Tsuruhimes hand, "Well I'm Kasuga, Kotaro's sis—friend" she stumbled over words laughing nervously.
Kasuga looked across at Kotaro who was sat completely still, the wind slowly moving the swing with a light breeze. 'I wonder why he hasn't come over? He normally stays right next to his friends…well mainly Keiji. But still, it's not like him…' Kasuga pouted.
Kotaro was sat looking blankly at his feet. He had been having a good day so far, Kasuga had agreed to hang out with him, it was sunny and they'd made plans to go to the beach. However…one girl had to ruin that…
He silently looked up at Tsuruhime back through his hair, he had no idea why this girl was so obsessed with him…She kept telling him that he'd saved his life, although Kotaro had no recollection of ever doing so and he certainly wouldn't want to.
She was a nice girl, enough said but…
So clingy.
As if to prove his point Tsuruhime suddenly gave him a hug, causing him to grip the swing ropes to stop him falling off.
"You never told me you had a sister mister!" she giggled, pulling back blushing while Kotaro stared blankly at her while his mind chanted insults.
"Oh…I'm not his sister…" Kasuga said trying to work out if the other two were dating or not. "I'm…just his friend…" she explained, still observing the scene before her.
Kasuga suddenly grinned, "So are you two dating~?" she sang, poking Kotaro in the stomach.
Of all the many many moments Kotaro wished he had a voice, this one topped them all.
"Yes~ We're an item now, aren't we!" Tsuruhime sang, lacing her fingers through Kotaro's.
Kasuga smiled and looked on at the scene, they did make a cute couple, they were both just….so cute individually…."But together…" Kasuga mumbled to herself as she looked from one blushing face to another.
Kotaro was blushing with rage. He wanted to shake his hand out of her weak grip, he wanted to tell Kasuga that he didn't even want to be friends with this girl, he wanted to run away. Sadly he realised even if he did write Kasuga a note telling her that, she wouldn't believe him…
The brunette hugged him out of nowhere…again.
He didn't like the annoying little hugs Tsuruhime gave him, they were annoying; clingy, awkward…he'd rather have a hug off Kasuga, they were warm and loving…or maybe Keiji…his hugs were the most comforting…
But Keiji was in love with that girl…he knew it. No matter how that girl denied it, it was still clear that Keiji loved her…more than him…?
'I love him more than she does…yet he still prefers her...but then again, why would he want me? She's beautiful…intelligent, funny, friendly…and I can't even speak up for myself…why would he ever want someone like me?' he thought sadly as the two girls took his hands and pulled him away from the swing.
"Ieyasu what are you doing here?" Rye asked, swiftly catching up with Mitsunari in time.
"And what are you doing with her?" Mitsunari spat, sounding more angry than he'd expected of himself.
The two turned on the bench and looked at the newcomers with wide eyes, mainly directed at Mitsunari. Oichi clung tighter to Ieyasu with fright and leaned closer to him in fright at the other boy.
She knew Mitsunari hated him and Ieyasu…and couldn't understand why on earth he would want to come over and talk to them. Besides he was scary…always grumpy…always bossing her around with that frown on his face. He creeped Oichi out…
"Wh-what are you doing here?" Ieyasu stammered nervously following it with a laugh as he tried, and failed, to pry Oichi off him. But she was stuck like glue.
"We were just passing through-"
"You didn't answer my question" Mitsunari cut in quickly, folding his arms and raising an eyebrow.
"W-w-why do you care?" Oichi suddenly said, catching the platinum haired boys attention before leaning in even closer against Ieyasu. And as much as Ieyasu didn't like siding with Oichi, he was with her on that one. Why did he care, they'd only started talking to each other a few days ago…
"Just wondering…since Ieyasu is always trying to get away from you. Why would he be hugging you right now?" Mitsunari countered easily enough.
Oichi turned to Ieyasu looking hurt. "…you….you don't like me?" she said slowly with a hurt tone, Ieyasu was beginning to sweat, he was so not prepared for this double assault and interrogation. Unfortunately Mitsunari answered for him,
"Of course he doesn't like you. Are you blind or just stupid?" he sneered,
'Woah, where did that come from' Rye said her eyes widening at the madness that was beginning to unfold. She had considered sneaking away but it was strangely addictive to watch.
"Can't you tell he doesn't like you back Oichi? Do you convince yourself he does? Look at it clearly…does he ever call you? No. Does he ever talk to you of his own free will? No. Has he ever showed any kind of feelings for you at all? No, of course he hasn't! Why would he? You're pathetic, dull and almost lifeless! He'd be perfectly happier with anyone else but you! Someone like— ANYBODY else would be perfect…" Mitsunari finished, blushing slightly red in embarrassment and confusion at the fact he'd almost said 'someone like me'.
Although he was sure the two girls were looking at him, he could only meet gazes with Ieyasu who was wearing a very confused look. He could feel his cheeks heating up as he took a shaky inhale of air, wondering if Ieyasu had heard his slip-up. He blinked his silver eyes before quickly averting his gaze.
Mitsunari turned and started walking away, wanting to save himself explaining things. He could hear Rye calling after him a few seconds later, but he kept walking, he didn't really want to talk to her right now.
'What the hell had just happened? Did I almost just…' Mitsunari pushed a hand through his hair, 'Do I have a crush on…? …No…it's not possible' But as soon as that though left his head, he could clearly imagine the other boys lips on his, and it felt so right.
"…nooooo…." Mitsunari mumbled to himself as he made it out of the park and hit the pavement, 'How could I fall for him? …I…I hate him!' Mitsunari stopped on the pavement and looked up to see where he was and decide on where he was going to go.
Chewing on his lips he decided to head to Mouri's house, he felt the need to talk to someone…he wanted to talk about this now…instead of lying awake with the same thoughts that occasionally stopped him from sleeping at night.
Back with Ieyasu and Rye, or rather Oichi and Rye, with Ieyasu tagging along behind while Oichi was darkly sulking alongside Rye pushing the pram, which now had both babies it in.
"Oichi, it's just Mitsunari…you know how he is! Don't pay any attention to him!" Rye said, having to quicken her stride to keep up with her power walking. "Ieyasu likes you, of course he does! You've been friends for ages!"
"Friends….that's all…" Oichi mumbled from behind a black veil of hair.
Ieyasu was deep in thought, he had given up trying to knock sense into Oichi. And now was left alone with his thoughts on Mitsunari. What was his problem anyway?…just to come straight up to them and demand what they were doing together….it was none of his business…
And how rude he'd been to Oichi…and damn he was sure Mitsunari would've known the trouble it would cause him too. Seriously…what a bastard…
'Then, when he'd been yelling at poor Oichi…did he say I'd be better off with…'someone like him'? Maybe it was just a slip of the tongue…' Ieyasu frowned to himself, he certainly didn't want to be with someone like that anyway…but what if…what if he had meant it? That would be kind of strange…considering he's always given off the impression of pure hatred towards me…
And even stranger still…Ieyasu felt deeply hurt when Mitsunari had insulted Oichi. He was sure he didn't like her, but when he said those words, he had felt a sudden desire to stand up and demand him to take them back…Maybe he did like Oichi after all?
Yet as he thought about them…'together' he quickly dismissed it.
"Oi!"
Ieyasu looked up at the sound of Rye's whisper as she started to walk alongside him. "I've got to go now…try and talk to her!" Rye whispered as Ieyasu looked warily at the dark aura surrounding Oichi's head.
"Don't leave me…" he begged in a quiet voice, trying to grab Rye's arm but she moved out of the way.
"I'll see you later Oichi!"
"Yes…later Rye-Chan…" came the heavy reply. Ieyasu gulped, watching the redhead run off making motions for him to talk to the dark haired girl. Ieyasu sighed before jogging up and alongside her, starting their somewhat awkward conversation.
Mitsunari was on the street of Motonari's house and saw a familiar person walking away from his house and away down the street. Mitsunari paused in his busy thoughts, 'What was Motochika doing at Mouri's house?' the thought floated through his mind momentarily before it was crowded by the many others.
And before he knew it he was ringing the doorbell. The door opened suddenly almost like he'd been expected,
"Look I told you I don't-" Motonari's eyes went wide for a second before he quickly re-masked to his normal emotionless state. "Oh, it's you…want to come in?" he said slowly confused by the expression on his friends face, pushing the door open a little more.
Mitsunari nodded and went inside, removing his shoes as he did. He could hear the TV in the next room and the door as Motonari shut it.
"That's just my mother…ignore her…" he said walking past the loud room and up the stairs. Mitsunari took a quick look into the TV room to see a skinny brunette woman asleep on the sofa…he smirked a little before following Mouri up the stairs to his room.
"Hey, sit down" Mouri, said motioning to the large double bed.
"You're so lucky…I've only got a single…" he muttered, bouncing on the bed slightly. Motonari glared and told him to stop it.
"It's my dad…he tends to spoil me…anyway, why are you here? Did you…want to talk? Or…watch TV?" Motonari said, gesturing to the giant plasma screen on the wall.
Mitsunari looked down to his hands which suddenly had the urge to fidget with something. He suddenly didn't want to talk to Mouri about this…although he knew he was here now…and he probably should…
"…nice cushions!" Mitsunari said lamely, grabbing a cushion from the bed which was ironically plain white and bland, trying to talk about anything but the debate in his head.
Unfortunately for him, Motonari saw right through it. He grabbed the cushion from him, "All right. What's wrong with you?" Mouri said curious. Mitsunari looked up at him, with hesitation on his face, when Motonari raised an eyebrow as if to say 'well go on then'. He let all his thoughts on Ieyasu spill out.
Motonari sat there, nodding and urging his friend to keep going, listening to everything he said.
"Well…sounds like you do have a slight crush on that guy to me…" Mouri mumbled while Mitsunari's head shot up like lightening.
"WHAT?" he questioned unable to hear the truth, "But…I don't like him! I've spent at least three years trying to avoid him!"
Motonari made an amused sound throwing the cushion to Mitsunari, "Or maybe, you've spent three years trying to hide the truth" he said wisely.
Mitsunari paused to think about it but was still unconvinced.
"Mitsunari…I've known you for five years now…and I can easily say I've seen the signs" Mouri continued smugly
"You always seem to watch him in class, no matter which one you're in-"
"No I don't!" Mitsunari remarked furiously, sitting up straight.
"Well I guess you wouldn't realise since you're always in your own world when you're looking at him" Motonari replied snappily before smiling again,
"Plus…you always used to follow him round…and not to mention you use any excuse at all to talk with him"
"…that's a load of bul-"
"Oh really? Well…remember last week when he dropped some pencil shavings on the floor during English? I personally think that classes under 'a desperate reason to talk to someone'" Mouri said picking at his nails.
"He was litterin-"
"That time he walked past the message board you were reading?"
"He was in my wa-"
"The time he borrowed a 'green crayon'"
"…I needed it at the ti-"
"How about when he was just tying his shoelace?"
"All right…I get it…" Mitsunari said pouting, hugging the cushion tightly to his chest.
"But I only talked to him…cause he annoys me so much…" he muttered defiantly, "I hate him…" even though as he said it, it sounded strange on his own tongue.
Motonari laughed a little, "Ever heard the phrase, 'There's a thin line between love and hate?" Mouri asked knowing the answer and standing up from the bed.
"Maybe you're just hiding your true feelings behind the harsh exterior? You know…you're just scared that if people knew you had feelings then you'd get hurt"
For once Mitsunari didn't know what to say to that…silence followed as he mulled the words over. Had he really been scared of everybody's judging eyes all this time…of their hurtful remarks? …is that why he wore the mask…
He heard Motonari laugh, "You know I'm right don't you!" he said laughing again. Mitsunari frowned at him, hating being proved wrong, an early thought came across his mind.
"Hey, why did I see Motochika leaving here earlier?" Mitsunari asked smugly, knowing that it would wipe the grin off his friends face. And surely enough it did. The smile was replaced by a light blush and a tight lipped frown.
"He just came to ask me if I wanted to go to the beach…" Mouri said before laughing bitterly, "Ha, as if I'd want to!"
Mitsunari felt a bit confused, "I thought you loved the beach?"
"W-well…yeah I do but…that's not the point!" he said leaning off the wall he had been leaning on and walking over to the window. "I didn't want to go with him…"
"Ohh? And why not?" Mitsunari said feeling a grin spreading on his face, "Do you hate him too? Don't you know there's a thin line between love and hate, you uneducated moron!" he said imitating Mouri.
The brunette shot him a glare before returning his gaze to the window…which gave him a clear view of the beach.
"But I genuinely don't like him Mitsunari…he's just being a bother to me…"
Mitsunari walked over and stood by the window, no doubt looking at the same figure on the beach Motonari was.
"I'm sure that's just you being stubborn. You should give him a chance. You never give anyone a chance. I'm sure I'm only your friend by sheer luck" Mitsunari chuckled a little.
Motonari paused a little in thought too. One chance couldn't hurt…right?
"Look who's talking now! I thought you came here to ask me for advice!" Mouri said jumping back onto the bed, still not ready to admit Mitsunari was right.
"Well…I guess some things can only be explained to you when seen through anothers eyes…" Mitsunari said turning round. "Anyway…thanks for your help…" he said heading for the stairs. "You uhh….might be right…"
"Pfft…might be" Motonari smiled, "You don't want to stay?" he asked politely.
"No…I've got some Maths to do…thanks though" Mitsunari lied making his way down the stairs. As soon as Motonari heard the door shut, he raced back over to the window and looked out at the busy beach which Motochika was stood on.
'Tch…give someone like him a chance?' a little devil popped up on his left shoulder,
'What have you got to lose?' said the angel, the devil shot angel Mouri a pissed off look before they both poofed off back into Mouri's imagination.
Mouri knew the angel was right…but…he probably had some homework to do…better put that ahead of social life. But when he turned round he remembered he'd done all his homework.
'Well then I'll…just watch some TV…' he said taking one last look at the tiny figure of Motochika amongst the busy crowded beach before leaping back onto the bed and grabbing the remote. Meanwhile the angel Mouri was furious, 'STOP PUTTING IT OFF AND GO SEE HIM!'
5 hours had passed since Motochika had asked Motonari to visit the beach with him. 5 hours Motochika had sat there waiting for him.
The crowds had come and gone, now only a few stragglers were left packing away their towels and belongings. Motochika was lying back in the sand, long since stopped caring if the grains got into his hair.
He hadn't gone home because he'd made a promise. He told Motonari that he would wait for him, no matter how long he took. He had known it had been a stupid promise at the time but…he just wanted to see him…
It wasn't fair, Motochika thought looking up into the pink sky, which was now changing to a mild yellow in the sunset. All he wanted to do was spend some time with that boy…
He knew he had lots of other friends but he didn't want to be with them…when he'd rather be around Motonari. He rolled over onto his side cringing. It was true to say that he liked Mouri…he liked him, more than you would to a friend. By some godforsaken miracle he had fallen for the stubborn sociopath…
He couldn't actually understand it himself, the other boy infuriated him beyond belief but when he saw him there was still an attraction to go talk to him…even if all he achieved was an earful of insults. At least he was being acknowledged by him…anyway…it wasn't like Motonari was bad-looking either. In Motochika's mind he was cute more than anything else on the planet.
He also didn't want to tell his friends that he had fallen for the stubborn bastard…who was a guy no less. Motochika believed that they would all ridicule him beyond belief.
Water suddenly flowed over his feet and he rapidly stood up cursing, looking round to see which kid had thrown the water over him. But instead he found an empty beach, with the tide gathering around his feet.
Motochika looked up to the horizon and back again, the tide had come in? Had he really been there that long? His shoulders slumped and he picked up the bag he'd brought with him.
'So much for my big plans…' he thought sadly lifting the bag over his shoulder. 'It's too late to stay here anymore…' He took one last look at the sunset before turning to walk away and almost bumping into someone.
He looked up in absolute shock to see Mouri. Motonari was looking back just as wide-eyed, they both stood there for a moment awkwardly taking in the others presence…
"You came-"
"I'm sorry that I—"
They both looked away embarrassed talking at the same time, before Motonari coughed into his hand grabbing the others attention. Motochika turned back, still not quite believing Motonari had arrived, even if he was a whole 5 hours late.
"I…came here to finish my drawing" Motonari said holding up a sketchpad and pencil case that Motochika hadn't seen before, causing his heart to sink.
"…oh" was all he could manage in response as they stood there a few moments not meeting each others gaze. Of course Motonari wasn't interested in spending time with him…the platinum haired boy now just wanted to go home, Motochika opened his mouth to say something when the other beat him to it.
"Did you really wait all this time just for me?" he blurted out quickly blushing.
Motochika also turned a light pink embarrassed, nodding his head as the silence went on for a few more long moments. "Well…I better go…school tomorrow and all" he said giving a small smile.
But before he could make it off the beach, a hand grabbed his arm. "…you sure you don't want to stay?" came the voice behind him.
"Yeah…it's getting dark and I can't risk being late tomorrow…there's an exam" Motochika replied feeling his heart ache from telling the total lie.
He heard a laugh behind him causing him to turn round curiously, "Come off it Motochika, you don't care about exams" Motonari said with a small smile on his face, causing Chosokabe to smile too. Those smiles were rare…
"Well what about you?" he asked to which Motonari just shook his head, "I can spare another hour" he said, suddenly a red blush enveloped his face as he extended a hand to Motochika. "So umm…wanna stay with me?" he suggested looking round anywhere but at the taller boy.
Motochika looked at the extended hand wondering whether Motonari wanted him to shake it or what? Before grinning and taking the others hand in his.
"Of course I'll stay! I want to see what you're drawing!" he explained, as Motonari smiled back shyly leading the way over to the same palm tree he always drew from.
"So, what's in the bag?" Motonari asked absently as they were both sat leaning again palm tree's alongside the other, as he carefully sketched out the curve of a cloud.
"Oh you know…just towels and money…that kind of stuff in case you wanted to go swimming or something…" Motochika said once again feeling embarrassed about telling him these kind of things.
"Uhh huhh…" Motonari said carefully, frowning a little. 'He really did plan all this out…and I had to go ruin in for him…'
He quickly stole a glance at Chosokabe leaning against the tree with his hands behind his head. He wasn't sure if it was the dark playing tricks on him but Motochika actually looked kind of handsome…
'What the hell are you thinking?' said the devil reappearing and pointing to Motochika with it's tiny trident. 'HIM? Handsome? Are you on something?' it asked mockingly.
'I personally think he looks cute…' angel Mouri said while the devil made vomiting gestures.
'Don't listen to him. He's out of his mind too…spends all his days smoking crack!' the devil cackled as angel Mouri glared at him.
'YOU TAKE THAT BACK!' angel yelled leaping at the devil and engaging in a fight.
Motochika felt someone staring at him and turned to meet Mouri's gaze, he smiled happy to have his attention. "Something wrong?" he asked jokingly.
Motonari snapped out of it and rapidly turned back to his drawing. "Sorry…" he mumbled, "It's really cold" he said as trying to change the subject, even though he wasn't cold at all.
Motochika just raised an eyebrow at him, the temperature was above average…what was he on about?
Nevertheless he didn't turn his head away from Mouri. He kept looking at him, trying to take in every little feature of him from the curve of his jaw line to the exact shade of his skin. Motonari turned.
"Something wrong?" he said smiling, imitating Motochika who just blushed and turned away mumbling something.
"It's really cold…"
A.N. I'm not sure what the deal is with Motonari having an angel and a devil :L I just threw it in there...Anyway, I best explain them. Motonari can't see the devil or the angel, nor can he hear them. They just represent his inner thoughts XD
Well hope ya'll liked it...even though I probably rushed all their relationships in this one . Pleaseforgiveme...just imagine there are many days between some of the other chapters in which their relationships developed xDDD
Well bye, cya~
[Oh and about the kicking the plastic baby thing, sorry if it upset anyone or something...Someone told me it might ;; So I apologise for that...]