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Here we go, no 2!
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02 — Vignette
Not Going Out
"Hey, Ichiko…" Tatsuya rumbled, leaning on his palm, elbow on the desk.
"Hmm? Tats?"
His cheek's flushed a little pink from the childish old nickname that he thought she's stopped calling him a long time ago.
"Something up?
"Yeah, uh…question." he shifted, folding his arms on the desk, resting his defined chin on his forearms, muscles prominent from his training.
"Fire away."
But now, Oriouji had moved in to listen.
"Are you and that Rukio guy going out?" he asked bluntly, causing over half the class to turn and look.
Ichiko blinked at her long-time friend, mouth half open, and before she could answer, she was swarmed.
"Oh, my god! Really?!"
"Ichiko, really?!"
The girls instantly chatted around her, swarming, and asking questions, until the chaos was interrupted as the tall carrot top of their class swooped in, and practically picked the smaller boned girl off her seat.
"It can't be true! Kurosaki-chan, tell me it isn't true!" he was face to face with her, and it took a moment to realise, before he quickly put her down, face beet red.
All eyes were back on her.
She felt the vein in her forehead bulge, and her cheeks heat from all the attention, and Oriouji's outburst, she quashed her annoyance with an outward sigh, and regained her well known, calm, indifferent mask.
"No, how on earth did you get that?"
"Well. You are together a fair amount lately." Tatsuya said, pointing out the fact, "and I've seen you both walking to and from school recently."
"Tats, no. C'mon. Does he even look like the kind of guy I would even—"
"How would I know your type? You've never dated anyone before."
She sighed, it was true. She went to reply something else, and then a phone tone beeped, no one looked, because it was a normal occurance, but Ichiko recognised the sound—followed by the clatter of a chair. She knew what was coming…
"Sorry to interrupt, I'll be borrowing Kurosaki-san for a moment." Rukio shunted his way into the conversation, and walking past with his long stride, easily swept Ichiko off her feet, half tucked under his arm, and was out the door before anyone could say anything. Everyone just stared at the door.
"They are so going out!" Oriouji cried, and ran to the door, peeking around, "ara?" only to find, they were nowhere in sight.
"You, are so dead." she muttered at him, still folded under his arm, sort of arched around his arm, and she was a bit more top heavy, if you know what I mean, so being carried like this actually sort of hurt.
"So you tell me." as all he replied with, and continued striding down the hall.
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Done, no 2!
This one came to me out of the blue :) I like it.