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Konoha High
***After School***
Shino patiently waited for Yuki by the gates after school, they hadn't had their last class together and she had her locker on the other side of the school. So he was used to her being late on a Monday, but not this late, never this late,it was unheard of. He knew it was unlikely she'd still be there, but he made his way to her locker. Yuki, apart from being violent, was known for being punctual, it had to be something big that kept her for so long without texting him. He could hear someone crying in the girls toilets at he walked past the door. He rapped his knuckles genitally on the door and pushed it open very slightly.
"Hello?" he called "is someone in here?"
"S-Shino?" the girl said, he would recognise that voice any where, stuttering or not, he knew it was Yuki. "Y-you s-should of gone h-home."
He dared not enter, if anyone saw him he'd be marked as a pervert. "I was wondering where you were... are you okay? Hinata told me that Kakashi held you back after class, what..." he heard her going into a fresh round of tears. Fuck whoever sees me, he thought as he pushed the door open.
Yuki was sat on the counter beneath the mirrors, with her knees curled up to her chest.
He'd never seen Yuki like this before, and it didn't help that he wasn't any good in these situations. But none the less he dropped his bag on the floor and wrapped his arms round her. She let her legs hang down from the counter and clung to his shirt, pressing her face into his chest.
"Are you going to tell me what happened?" he asked,
"Kakashi held me back after school, when everyone had left the room he locked the door. Then he grabbed me and forced me up against the wall,he said if I didn't scream or struggle he wouldn't hurt me... and he-he" she started crying into his shirt again, shaking.
"Shh," he soothed, stroking her hair "Shh, its okay, I'm not going to let anyone hurt you again, I promise..."
Her senses were full of him, his smell, the sound of his soft voice, just the sight of him could make her legs turn to jelly and the feel of him holding her tight in his strong arms...wait, what!?she backtracked over her thoughts. Did she really feel that way? No, no, she was just delirious. She snaked her arms round his waist, there was something else that had been bugging her all day. "Shino,?"
"Yeah,"
"Why do I keep getting weird looks from everyone."
He knew what she meant, but she didn't understand what it meant. Everyone used to look on at her in fear,except her dad who always had a look of pride when he saw her or spoke about her. Even her friends had a hint of fear in their eyes when they saw her. So she didn't understand the looks of envy, longing and jealousy that had been frequently pointed her way all day. He didn't know the honest to god truth, but he could tell her what he did understand. "Its because you're beautiful," he said, she looked up at him "That's what I think anyway," he added without thinking.
"You think I'm..."
There was no way of getting himself out of this one "Well, I, but... um... yeah..." he muttered. "We should get going..." he said, noticing the time, Yuki let go and straightened her clothes.
"Yeah we should..."
"Yuki?"
She looked up at him "Yeah?"
I can do this. He told himself. He cupped her face with one hand and kissed her gently, just for a second. When he stood back from her, he noticed she was blushing, very slightly. He cleared his throat, "Would you maybe, um, like to be my girlfriend?" he asked her.
"... yes..." she whispered, hopping off the counter, shouldering her bag and walking out the door. He followed her out.
She entwined her fingers with his and they held hands on the way home. Although neither of them looked bothered about it, both their stomachs
were doing back flips the whole time. Yuki's dad greeted them at the door and surprisingly didn't seem to be bothered about them holding hands. In fact he looked more agitated than any thing else.
"Yuki, great your home quickly come in."
Now they knew something was wrong "Dad, what is it what happened?"
"we have a visitor," he said
A tall girl wearing a mini skirt and tight tank top with waist length purple-ish hair came into the hallway.
"You." said Yuki, her voice full of spite.
