I'm not sure where I am going with this one honestly.
Parent and Child
Chapter Two
He came early to class like he usually did and sat in the same seat he always did. It was funny about college, there was no assigned seating. One just claims a seat from day one and it is theirs for the rest of the semester.
"Good morning, Kaitou." The red head was early too today.
"Good morning, Shuuichi," he looked around. "Where's Momo?"
"She said she wasn't feeling well today. It's a lecture day anyways." He said getting ready to take notes.
"She wasn't faking was she?" He wondered sometimes. Occasionally Momo had a tendency to ditch class for special events, like a big release for a game or even for clothes and limited lucky packs. It was insane to think she would want to stand in line for something like that for hours.
Girls were a completely different species.
"No actually...I was surprised too." Kurama smiled. "When she answered the door this morning, she really had a cold. She forgot her umbrella the other day and ran home in the rain."
Uh-oh. Kaitou couldn't help but remember the details of the other night. I have a feeling this was my fault. If I haven't...froze up like that she wouldn't have gotten drenched running home.
But regardless their secret was still a secret. Shuuichi was still unaware of all the details from that night. It had meant that Momo was lying to him too. Regardless on how she really was feeling about this.
She doesn't want to hurt him. I don't either, after all he is my friend too. My first friend, even if he was my rival at one point. And I envied him all those years.
"At least this is her only class today," Kurama sighed. "I have a full schedule today. I won't be able to get these notes to her until later."
"I only have one more class before lunch today."
"I feel awful for asking this, but-"
Please god, no. Kaitou knew what would he was able to say. He wished he wouldn't. Anything but...
"-could you bring them to her? If you were planning on going home after. If it's not a inconvenience."
...that.
"Sure, it's no problem." He can just hear his voice shaking. But the fox seemed to not notice.
Stupid, why am I such an idiot?! I should have said no.
"Thanks, Kaitou." Shuuichi smiled. "Make sure she's eating well too. She tends to get lazy with food when she's sick."
"I'll pick something up from the convenience store."
"You don't have to do that. But make sure she's not eating junk food."
What are you? Her parent?! He suppose it was endearing on how much he worried about her. But he always seemed more nuturing then loving around her.
"It's no big deal honestly." I owe her anyways. Though Kaitou didn't want to admit that to Shuuichi. Though honestly he did care about her. Even if it was just a little.
After class, he had to listen to Shuuichi thanking him again as he handed him the notes he took on the lecture. Kaitou went on to his last class of the day before lunch. He could barely concentrate through it.
He had some relief when the class was dismissed but now it meant he would have to do what he promised.
It's just a quick stop. It's not like she's expecting me. He lingered at the 7/11 for a bit, not sure what he should pick. He still needed to eat lunch too. A couple of bento's should be good. And maybe some snacks...
He hesitated at the door. A simple stop became a lot harder then it should. He bared his teeth and did it anyways. Waiting became the worst part.
She cheerfully opened the door. "You're early! Did you skip-" she stopped when she saw Kaitou. "Oh. Hey."
"Um, Shuuichi sent me. To check on you. And give you these..." He nervously held out the notebook.
"Thanks." She took the notes from him. "Do you want to come in?" She stepped aside to let him in to the doorway.
"Um, sure." He came in to the entrance way and slid his shoes off. "I also bought some lunch."
"Food?" She took the bag from him.
"Yeah, eh Shuuichi said you tend to neglect your health when you're sick so..."
"You bought me all healthy food." She added after inspecting the contents.
"Sorry..."
"It's alright." He followed her in the living area. She set the bag on a kotatsu table in the living area where she was currently camped out. "I'll pour us some drinks."
Kaitou sat down and tried to organize the meal setting. It was kinda hard since she had tons of magazines laying out. He tried to put them in a neat pile over to the side.
I don't know why I'm so nervous. It's just lunch.
She came back with two glasses of cold tea. "You can change the channel if you want." She pointed at the remote on the table after she placed the teas down. "I wasn't really watching it anyways."
"No, it's fine." He watched her as she split her chopsticks and say her thanks. "I'm sorry."
"You don't have to apologize, the food's fine!"
He sighed. "I'm sorry that you got sick. It was my fault you ran home in the rain the other day."
She lowered her hands before she could get a scope of food in to her mouth to stare at him critically. "It's no big deal honestly."
Is it?
"I didn't feel like going to class anyways."
Oh. Should have figured. You do like skiving. He continued to eat his food. I shouldn't have said anything.
The whole passed in silence. It was awkward. Maybe just to him. She seemed okay with it as she stared at the television.
It was moments like this when he used to think about how much of a mindless dope she was. When it hit a commercial break she turned her attention back towards him.
"Are you done with class for the day?"
"Y-yeah..." She's not trying to get rid of me, is she?
"Oh." She was looking through the notebook. "I think Kurama has afternoon classes so he won't be back for awhile."
"Yeah. I know. That's why he asked me to come by." Is she upset that he didn't skip? I can't tell. Why is it so hard to figure out what she's thinking?!
This is weird.
He couldn't stop staring at her.
"I'm going to do homework." He pulled out a notebook and a book from his bag.
"Okay..." she said confused. He ignored her as she cleaned up the table and went to the kitchen. He can feel a weight lifted off his chest.
That was close.
It wasn't long til he heard the front door open and a familiar voice announcing himself. "I'm home."
Shit, did he really ditch class? He felt like he was caught for some reason, even though he had nothing to really hide. It's guilt.
"I'm in the kitchen!" He heard her yell. Despite that he saw Kurama come in to the living area.
"Oh, it's you." He must have seen Kaitou's shoes by the door. "You didn't have to stay. I know it may seem like she can't watch her self but she is usually capable."
"Really? Is that why you rushed home?"
Kurama sighed. It seemed like Kaitou had caught him in the act. "Yes." He whispered under his mouth before going to the kitchen to dispose of some shopping bags he had.
"You bought food home too!" Momo took the bags from him to inspect the contents.
"I was going to cook tonight."
"I see. You're making Oyakodon?" She started to put all the ingredients in to the fridge.
"Yes, but I only got enough for us. I noticed Kaitou was still here."
"Yeah, I know. Want me to kick him out?"
"No." He sighed. I'm just wondering why he's still here. He wouldn't usually subject himself to such torture. Torture would be what Kaitou would describe spending time alone with Momo. If it was things he hated more it was inferior minds and idiocracy. Though he was gradually becoming more tolerant these days.
Momo had the tendency to push buttons though on purpose, especially to people like Kaitou that would treat her so.
Kurama sighed. Oh well. What to do? He continued to work on dinner.
"Hey, are you staying for dinner?" Momo approached Kaitou crossing her arms.
"Um...eh...no." Kaitou nervously pushed up his glasses. "I was going to go home soon."
This is already awkward enough.
He picked up his bag and started to the door. She followed him which only made him more nervous as he slipped on his shoes.
"Library tomorrow?"
"Um...maybe not."
"You got a hot date?"
"N-n-no!" He felt his face heat up. What's wrong with you?!
"Stop teasing Kaitou!" He heard Shuuichi shout from the kitchen.
"What is he even making?"
"Oyakondon."
"That's appropriate..."
"..."
"You do act like a child sometimes. Someone has to be the parent."
Her eyebrow twitched as she watched him walk out the door.
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Oyakon-don is a chicken and egg bowl over rice. The literal translation is parent-and-child.
I really like food...author out.
