I AM SO SORRY FOR ABANDONING THIS STORY! Please forgive me, everyone! It is back now, though... I will try to update this more often. Like every once in a while, I guess... maybe once a month... I'm not good with consistent updating. School has got me so busy and I am also constantly doing artwork. Enough of my blabbering, let's blow this popsicle stand!

Chapter 4: Takahiro wondering, the skeleton comes out of the closet!

Takahiro turned around to say something to Hiroki, but was surprised when Hiroki was no where to be seen. He thought about where the professor might have gone for a moment, but gave up and then decided to ask Akihiko.

"Usagi-san, where did Kamijou-kun go? I can't find him."

"Huh? Hiroki? He's missing?" Akihiko said, surprise evident on his normally emotionless features.

"Yeah, I turned around to tell him about a book I read, and he wasn't there. . . do you think he went back into the locker room?"

"He better not have. Otherwise you are going to be a victim of these birthday photos."

"Errr. . . maybe he went to use the restroom."

"Okay, we'll go with that. However, he should be back soon if he did go to the restroom, so let's go on ahead."

Akihiko began to walk swiftly to the shore. Takahiro jogged to catch up with him, looking over his shoulder once more for Hiroki before shrugging and engaging in am animated conversation with his best friend.

(Hiroki's POV)

Meanwhile, I was still with Nowaki, talking with those old lifegaurd-geezers.

"This person was being bothered my some men, and I saw them and tried to help," 'Wacchan' answered when those old folks asked how he met me. He told them he was going to get us some sodas, and we took out leave into some other room.

"Treat the lovely lady real well, Wacchan!" One of the old men shouted behind us and they all started laughing. I fumed and blushed at the same time. They though I was woman! For all I knew, this guy I was following probably did too! 'Wacchan' just smiled.

"Uh-uhm..." I stuttered, but was surprised when the man looked at me with a confused expression. I shook my head as if to say 'nevermind' when I realized, he DID think I was a woman, and was confused because my voice was so deep. I was going to have to tell this guy that I was male... but how?

While I was mustering p the courage to speak, the guy grabbed me by that hand and began to pull me down the hall. "I'm Kusama Nowaki... nice to meet you," he said. "What's you name, if you don't mind me asking?"

Ah.

How should I respond?

"Kamijou... Hi-hiro...ki," I responded stuttering. The man looked flabbergasted. I quickly tried to explain myself. I have to use my pride and confidence! "I-I'm... not always like this! Some... people I know forced me to wear a woman's swimsuit! A-ah, Uh, well... yeah, so, I'm male... but not a crossdresser!"

So much for explaining myself with pride and confidence.

He smiled at me and laughed airily before patting me on the head, "I had a feeling you weren't a girl." He then pushes some change into a vending machine, and two sodas clanked to the bottom. Nowaki handed one to me and i mumbled my thank you and watched as he snapped it open is one swift movement before taking a swig and glancing at me and my unopened can.

"Do you not like that flavor?"

"Eh? Oh, no, it's fine." He popped open the can and gave a strained smile. Nowaki patted him on the head and we proceeded to head down the hall. I wonder where he's taking me.

TBC

Yay, another chapter done. Since you all have been waiting so long (π__π) I figures I might as well try to make this one a bit longer...

I thank you all for your patience... πuπ

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