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The Red Ribbon Chapter 4: Aoi, Kazuki & Len.
Aoi beamed as the final bell for class rang on. He hastily stood up and was around Kahoko in a matter of seconds. Kahoko smiled at Aoi wearily. Aoi however doesn't seems to notice the poor violinist's weariness. He dragged the poor girl over to the Music Department and pushed her into an empty practice room.
"Aoi, I'm. . ."
"Let's play Canon in D Major, shall we?" Aoi grinned cheekily. Seeing his smile, Kahoko could not resist his begging and picked up her violin to play.
When they ended the song, coincidently Aoi's phone rings up. After a few words exchanged, Aoi asked Kahoko if he could be excused for the afternoon.
"It's just that my dad wants the family to join him on the party he had to attend in honour of his business partner's birthday and. . ." Aoi explained, feeling accountable to leave her alone. Kahoko shook her head. 'Aoi is so dense.' She thought mortified.
"Go ahead Kaji-kun. I need to go anyway" Kahoko sighed as she slung over her bag over her shoulder and bid him farewell.
Kahoko was halfway out of school when Kazuki came and dragged her over to a cute café where he treated her to a delicious Chocolate Ice-cream Waffles. They joked and caught up to each other's music and lives, even though Kahoko was a bit hesitant on her aspect. Soon, Kazuki has to leave for dinner.
"Thanks for accompanying me, Kaho-chan!" He thanked Kahoko as he walked off to home. Kahoko waved weakly and started off slowly back home. Her face was paler that usual and her breath seems to get ragged with each step. Eventually, her legs buckled and she leaned at the corner of the streets before passing out into darkness.
". . no! Hino, wake up!" Kahoko grunted as she opened her eyes to see Len and Hamai Misa, looking warily down at her.
"Tsuki-mori. . . kun?" Kahoko whispered in confusion. Misa sighed in relief as she picked the face towel from her forehead and ran it to a bowl of cool water.
"Thank goodness, Hino-chan. Len here founded you at the corner of the street, burning up! What were you doing?" Misa chided as she wiped Kahoko's face to lower her temperature.
"I dunno. Next thing I know, I blacked out." She groaned out. Misa looked at her symphatically.
"You just rest up, okay Hino-chan? Len's over the phone with your sister and hopefully you can get better by tomorrow." Misa smiled serenely before leaving her to rest. Kahoko closes her eyes as sleep began to overcome her consciousness.
Len's POV
". . . So you take care of her in the meantime. Gotta go, bye!" I stared at the phone as the line kept beeping. I called Hino-san's sister to inform her on her whereabouts and she just shrug it off like it was nothing. Placing the receiver down, I turned to my mother, who was looking at me with her narrowed eyes.
"Well?" She dragged the 'l' longer than the usual vowel required so I can safely assume that she heard the conversation.
"Hino-san will have to stay for the night." I declared. Her mouth suddenly turned up into a smirk, almost scaring me off. I sometimes wondered why my father even took her as his wife and had me. She's the most cunning woman I know (other than Nami Amou of course).
"Oh that's too bad! Well, she can stay in the guest room in the meantime. I'll make some soup for her while you go take care of her. Chup, chup!" Mother chirped as she pushed be to the stairs and disappeared into the kitchen. Sighing, I took my time up the stairs and peered into the guest room where Kahoko laid, fast asleep. I pushed the door open as to not wake her from her sleep and slowly crept into the room until I reached the bed where she rested. Her cheeks were paler that the usual and her breaths came in short gasps.
How in the world did she managed to keep up with the idiot Hihara-senpai and Kaji, I can never figure out. When I spotted Kahoko with the fool Tsuchiura, I noticed that her face looks unhealthily pale and even though she did a good job hiding it but it seems that her facade is impervious to my eyes. I pushed away some of the red locks that covered her eyes and noticed that her fever had gone a little higher. Hastily, I took a face towel nearby and ran it down a cold tap in the toilet before wiping her heated face. I watched as Kahoko writhed momentarily, trying to evade the cold applicant but I persisted until she gave up. Before long, I fell asleep by her side, the towel forgotten on her forehead as I slept by her side, her hand held in mine. I never realized as the red ribbon tied on Kahoko's wrist magically unfurled itself and fell in a whisper of silence.