Posting an extra chapter today since the site wouldn't let me yesterday! This is another one of my favorites; it was a lot of fun to write. Note that Shogo, Kazuo, and Mitsuko are sort of tentative friends at this point, though the second two still don't get along very well.
Kazuo x Mitsuko
Prompt: Our muses try to stay warm.
"Where the hell is Kawada?" Kazuo complained as he and Mitsuko stood outside the cafe. The sky was growing dark, Shogo was late, and neither of his friends were pleased.
"How the fuck should I know?" Mitusko replied, exasperated.
"Well, he'd better show up soon, or I'm leaving," Kazuo said flatly. "I'm not about to be stuck here with just you."
"Believe me, the feeling is mutual," Mitsuko muttered. "Lord, it's freezing out here."
"It's not that cold," Kazuo disagreed.
Mitsuko looked up at the tall boy's face. "Oh, really? Your lips are blue."
"Quit looking at them," he snapped. She snickered.
"We could hide out in the shop until he shows up," Mitsuko suggested, nodding at the one store across the street. Kazuo glanced in that direction and then looked back at Mitsuko, his careful mask temporarily replaced by a look of complete horror.
"Souma, that's a lingerie store!"
Mitsuko raised an eyebrow. "Your choice. I'm not staying out here." She grinned, deciding to have a little fun. "Anyway, I've been wanting a new—"
Kazuo held up a hand to cut her off. "I don't want to know," he insisted, sounding slightly sick. Mitsuko laughed lightly, amused.
"Whatever. Try not to freeze to death. I'll be back when Shogo shows up." With that, she was gone.
Kazuo scowled to himself, watching Mitsuko cross the street. Stupid bitch. He crossed his arms and clenched his jaw, determined not to let his discomfort show.
Dammit, Kawada… hurry up.