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.... My eyes widened.
... Oh... my... God...
"You can't be serious..." Keita said with a deadpan.
Oh, come on... I thought it was cool. "I specially liked the part where your wish comes true." I said, supporting my chin on my hands with an interested smile on my face. "The process seems simple, too..."
It'd been a while since we tried anything like that, I was getting bored.
From the look on Takeshi's face, I could tell he was not really on board... "Oh my God... don't tell me you wanna do this, Shizuka..."
What was he talking about? Of course I did! I vocalized the thought, while getting a loose strand of hair away from my eyes.
Our dark haired boxer friend leaned back on his chair and ran a hand through his short hair, while Keita face palmed. Kyo just looked back and forth between the two guys with a '... what?' face. I reached out and stole the glasses which were hanging from the latter's collar. He didn't mind it, and I put them on my forehead.
"I mean, guys, really. How many times have we done stuff like that, and how many times did anything go wrong?" I told them, still fixing the glasses. Maybe I looked kinda cool with them. I shot Kyo a 'how do I look' glance, and he gave me both thumbs up, the many rings on his fingers clicking as he moved his hands.
It was true... we used to do stuff like that. Granted, they usually ended up being my guinea pigs for the superstitions, Keita being secretly freaked out by some of the things in the myths, but it all ended up pretty fun. "Come on... it'll be fun!"
Keita finally removed his hand from his face and shook his head. "Shizuka, please... Do we really have to do this...?"
"Did I really have to go watch Takeshi get his face punched in?" I said.
"Hey!" The aforementioned protested. Hush! I'm not dealing with you, yet.
"I mean, please? Pretty please...?" I asked Keita while he looked away. I tried giving him the cutest look I could.
He eventually looked back at me, and his scowl ceased, giving way to a defeated sigh. "Alright..."
"Yaaaay!" I cheered, holding out my hand for Kyo. We high fived. "Now, for the last one..."
Takeshi was the one to turn away with his arms crossed. "Nope. I already went along with someone's plan today, and that got, quote, 'my face punched in'." He finger quoted, looking straight at me before going back to his previous position.
"Takeshiiii, we just need one more..." I pouted.
"Find someone else." He said, now closing his eyes in assurance.
"Dude, please." Kyo finally opened his mouth. He'd been a bit too quiet since he told the story. "Give the girl what she wants. Everyone's on board, yo..." He said, putting a hand on his best friend's shoulder. "Don't make me use democracy, man..."
Takeshi rolled his eyes. "Oh, no, not the democracy...! Pft."
... "I'll treat you some melon bread for the vacation's first week." Kyo said.
"Goddammit!" The boxer threw his arms up, defeated.
Kyo and I raised our arms with a poker face. Takeshi and Keita looked between themselves, before the former put a finger to his partner's face. "That's a freaking deal, though! Or else..."
Kyo's poker face persisted, but only his right hand remained in the air. "'Swear on my honor, dude."
Whoot!
"Okay, you got your people." Keita said, to which I answered by kissing him on the cheek. "Where are we gonna do this, though?"
Kyo stroked his chin. "... I got the key to the gym. I'm gonna head there, since I signed up to help out organizing stuff there..." He then turned towards his friend. "Yours, Sanada's and his friends' names are on the list, as well, so..."
"Dude!" Takeshi almost flipped.
"Two weeks of melon bread, yo."
"Fuck!" The boxer crossed his arms, again.
Kyo raised his right hand again. "I swear on my-"
"Shut up!" Takeshi cut him off. "Get your wallet ready, you're gonna spend money like there's no tomorrow during vacation!"
"Alright. Relax, it'll be a good time." He replied with a smirk. "Anyway, yeah, I think we could use the gym after everything's done- no, wait!" He facepalmed. "This has to be done near midnight..."
"Ah, dang it..." I said, frustrated, as the two dorks fist pumped. "Why didn't you say so before...?"
"Sorry, I forgot... I can try to talk to Edogawa, though. Maybe we could be here on an assignment, or something... Pretty sure he'd be glad to help." Kyo said.
Thank you, thank you, thank you! Sometimes I wondered why I was with Keita and not with you!
...
... I didn't. I really didn't...
"Alright, so you'll talk to him, right? You're the one who heard the legend from him, after all." I asked.
"Sure can do." He replied.
"Awesome! Too bad we can't do this now, though... I was dying to be like..." I lowered Kyo's glasses to my eyes and made a game face. "Time to get the show on the road... or something."
Kyo sneered at my pose, as Keita stole the glasses from my face and shook his head at me. "Hey!" I protested. He put the glasses away and briefly pecked me on the lips.
"You don't need to look cool." He said, wrapping an arm around my shoulder before giving me a gentle squeeze. I nodded and laid my head back on his shoulder, as the two friends in front of us rolled their eyes simultaneously in opposite directions. I chuckled at that.
... Wait.
"... You two are gonna stay here much longer...? Don't you have stuff to do?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
Kyo looked at me with a straight face for a brief moment, before widening his eyes. "Oh, yeah. Takeshi, we gotta go." He elbowed his friend.
"Oh. Right. We gotta go to the gym, huh..."
"Not quite. You go to the gym, and I go talk to Edogawa. Don't worry, I won't take long. Gimme five minutes and I'll be there suffering with y'all. Deal?" He held out a fist.
"Deal." Takeshi fist bumped his friend.
"Alright. Keita, my glasses, please." Kyo asked as the two got up.
"Just because you asked nicely." My boy handed the guy his glasses.
Perish the thought of him finding out that I secretly called him 'my boy' in my head...
"What's with the politeness, all of sudden...?" Takeshi asked.
"You didn't see what redhead here made me do before you got here... anyway, let's get going. Later, y'all." Kyo waved before turning around.
"Hm. Later." Takeshi bowed shortly before the two took off.
I felt Keita caress my shoulder and looked up at him, to see him smiling at me.
Wrapping my arms around him, I gave a quiet sigh and watched the two walk away.
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...
I sighed. Five minutes my ass, Kyo was surely taking his sweet time talking to Edogawa.
And there I was, busting my ass in the gymnasium helping the guys out. Everyone was there, including Sanada-san, Iori and the blue haired kid, along with Kazushi-kun from the Kendo club.
Wait, Kendo club...?
Oh, now I remembered the blue kid's name. He was Minato Arisato. They said the kid was kicking ass in practice.
Huh... Not really that important, but at least I knew his name.
But aside from that, I kinda felt like an outsider there. Sanada-san addressed me a few times, but in all, the conversations usually stayed between the other four.
Oh, the lazy ass finally showed up.
"Eyo, how you holding up?" Kyo asked me after entering the gym.
"You're late!" I immediately threw the closest thing to me, which was a balled up towel at him, which he caught using both hands. "Get to work, boy!"
I heard Iori give out a laugh. "Ooooooh! Bossed! You gonna let that one slide, Kisaragi-san?"
"Oh, Hell no." Kyo answered. Didn't know Iori used his last name. Everyone just called him Kyo. Not even the -san was used most of the time because, honestly, it was hard to see Kyo with a lot of respect.
Nah, I jest. "Hey, Iori, you know what you do when life gives you lemons?" He said, rolling up the towel.
... Oh, crap. "Oh, nononono!" I said, waving both of my hands in front of me.
You know, it was a dumb move to throw a towel at him.
He ran at me and I sped the other way.
"Hey, we're still on duty! You're just gonna knock more stuff all over the place!" Sanada-san reprimanded us.
... Ah, dammit. Now I felt like a kid. I scratched the back of my head as me and Kyo came back. "Sorry..."
I would go back to what I was doing, if Kyo didn't whip my back with the towel, the backstabber. I thought he wasn't gonna do it, but he did. With a laugh, nonetheless!
Hmmm... let me tell you how it hurt.
Remember Keita? The big dude with the red hair and the bandanna?
Kyo once fended him off using a towel.
He still got mauled the next day, though.
That was the only way he could do something close to fighting. And damn, was he good at it.
And I shot a towel at him.
I'd facepalm, if my hands weren't busy rubbing my back.
"Uuuuuh..." Was the general consensus between those watching. Except for Iori, who said, "Crap, that looked like it stung..."
I hopped a few times with my eyes closed shut. Damn, that freaking hurt...!
Arisato-kun came up to me and patted my shoulder and shook his head, before going back to what he was doing. Everyone dispersed and went back to their duties.
...
Done! Finally! Crap, that was a hassle.
All Kyo's fault!
But at least that was over.
I yawned loudly. Ow, my back...
What a bright freaking idea...That was surely gonna leave a mark.
But anyway, chores were finally over. The gym was nice and tidy.
After Sanada-san and the others finished, Kyo invited Iori, Sanada-san, and the other two by extension to go grab a bite to eat, but all of them minus Kazushi said they needed to pack things up for a trip, so they'd pass. Kazushi had to go see the doctor later, so the plans were busted.
Tough luck. It'd be nice.
In the end, me and Kyo were left to go get some beef bowls. His treat, of course.
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...
Damn, it felt good to be alive...
I had to say that out loud, cause that was the feeling that beef bowl gave me.
Not sure my wallet felt the same, though. But I kinda deserved it for putting Takeshi through all that, so joke was on me, for once.
The both of us were wolfing down wildly on the contents of our gates to meat heaven, when I noticed my wing man look attentively to the side.
"Hey, Kyo." He called my attention, even though I was already looking at him. "Look there: It's Chihiro, that girl from student council, eating all alone."
I looked at the location he was almost pointing towards (far more discreetly than him, might I add), and indeed, the second year was there.
Ah, goddammit, we were going at it again...
"That might be your chance, man... just saying." Takeshi continued.
I gave him a misaligned smile. "Dude, you know how it works. I'm not just gonna go there and... you know..."
"Come on, dude, you could score big time! Look at how cute and shy she is... you two were almost made for each other, and you're letting that one chance pass you by?"
"W-why don't you go there, instead?! You're single, too, you're the one who should be carpe'ing that diem! Besides, based on the stuff I do every now and then, you really think anyone in the student council would want anything to do with me?" I almost hissed at him. I also could hear my rings clinking together, as my hands trembled.
Takeshi then gave out a laugh and patted me in the back. "Relax, man, I'm just playing you. I know how you work. Consider this a part of my revenge, though." He finished with a smile, despite what he said.
I clicked my tongue. "Tch... you probably think you're funny, don't you?"
"The biggest comedian in the universe, thank you." Takeshi nodded smugly.
Despite my display of annoyance, I couldn't help but crack a grin.
The guy was the only one who saw and understood that side of me. Anyone else would just call me a two faced phony... or something like that.
Knowing that I could get close to someone without worrying about wearing a clown mask all the time was really, really cool.
I guess I owed the guy more than just two weeks of melon bread. But don't let him hear that, or else he's really gonna collect that debt.
After finishing my bowl, I leaned back on my chair and ran a hand through my short black hair to keep it slicked back.
Damn, I was full.
It seemed Takeshi finished his, too.
"So, we good to go?" I asked him.
"Yep. Wanna go hit the arcade so I can kick your ass until it's time to go?"
"Pft. Yeah, right. Keep dreaming!"
It was also nice to have someone whose ass you could beat left and right at any fighting game available.
When we got up to leave, I felt the weirdest chill down my spine. My tongue even curled inside my mouth.
Hm...
Eh. Was probably a bit of anxiety. Nothing to it.
The bowls were paid beforehand, so I just followed Takeshi out of Hagakure.
Done. This one was pretty slice of life... contrary to my usual stuff. But hey, all that negativity needs to balanced out somehow, right? Well, I'm Raidou the 16th, and I approve this message. Kinda. Not sure. See ya.