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A month later . . .
Hiroki was glad that most of his books were still in boxes. He pulled another box out of the spare room and passed it to Misaki.
"Kamijou-sensei, you have a lot of books," Misaki said taking the box.
Misaki walked to the front door and pulled it open. He had the box in front of his face, so he didn't see the person walking straight into him. The box got dropped and Misaki fell backwards.
"I'm sorry," Misaki said picking the box back up.
Hiroki ran out of the spare room and over to Misaki. He saw the person standing in the doorway and froze.
"Nowaki," Hiroki whispered.
Nowaki stood in the doorway his face covered in confusion. He looked from Misaki, to the box, to Hiroki.
"Hiro-san, what's going on?" Nowaki asked.
Hiroki picked up Misaki's box and pushed his way passed Nowaki. Nowaki stared until Hiroki disappeared down the hall.
Misaki stood there awkwardly and then spotted Akihiko coming back towards the apartment. He brushed the dirt from his pants and stood up straight.
"Kusama Nowaki-san?" Akihiko said questioningly.
Misaki realised that the person in front of him was Hiroki's ex boyfriend. He suddenly felt sorry for Hiroki and angry at Nowaki.
Nowaki nodded, "What's going on?"
"We're helping Kamijou-sensei move out," Misaki said angrily, returning inside to grab another box.
Hiroki was walking back upstairs to Nowaki's apartment when he heard someone cry out for help. He turned around and ran to the person's aid. Once down stairs he saw a group of teenage thugs beating up a young man.
"Oi!" Hiroki yelled.
The group noticed Hiroki and Hiroki recognised one of them from his lectures.
"Do you want me to harm you Ishii Shino-san?" Hiroki growled.
The young thug realised who Hiroki was and went pale.
"It's 'the devil' from my university. Let's go!" the youth said to his companions.
The teenage thugs ran off leaving their bloodied victim behind. Hiroki walked over to the victim and wiped some blood off the young mans face.
"Let's get you to my lov-friend's apartment," Hiroki said to the semi-conscious man.
Hiroki almost carried the young man up the stairs and into the apartment.
"Help No-Kusama-san," Hiroki yelled.
Nowaki ran out of the kitchen and saw the person Hiroki was struggling to carry. His eyes widened with fear and he ran to help the person.
"Sato-san?" Nowaki whispered.
Hiroki backed up realising that the person that he had saved from being beaten to death was Nowaki's new lover. He didn't know what to feel about the person he had just helped. Misaki and Akihiko were standing in the spare room's door way watching Hiroki with concern.
"Could someone call the hospital?" Nowaki asked.
Hiroki left the room and dialled the hospital.
"Hello, someone's been injured," Hiroki said.
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Me: Oh no, what will happen?
Conscience: You're writing this dimwit!
Me: Eh! You're against me too?