Chapter 6

Ryouta Kise

Kako is grinning stupidly to herself again. Sure, we were sitting on the grass and eating lunch in a picnic fashion, but she shouldn't be forgetting that I'm right in front of her. She really knows how to treat those who care for her huh?

"Kakocchi..." I snapped my fingers a few times in front of her.

"Kise." That stupid grin again. "Did you know what happened yesterday?"

Of course I knew what happened, you psycho.

"Daiki rescued me and carried me all the way home. He even let me cook for him." She clapped her hands to her cheeks and sighed. "My savior..."

I was the one by your side. Did you forget that?

"And you know what after?" She didn't even give me the chance to show my disinterest when she continued, "He said my cooking is 'not bad'. Kise! Do you know what that means? I'm fit to be a candidate for his wife!"

Delusional. She really is.

"But Kise!" she yelled randomly and put her hands on her hips. "How dare you slap that precious face of my brother?"

Oh. That she remembers. Nothing else?

"You evil model! Just because you have a nice face that a majority of people like, doesn't mean you have the right to ruin other people's face!"

Kako. Praise you give to your brother. Hate you give to me.

"Kise! What if Daiki gets mad at you? I might have to stop talking to you."

"No!" I startled her when I grabbed her by her arm. Her eyes were wide with wonder, with sincere cluelessness. How can she criticize how oblivious Aominecchi is when she blatantly ignores my obvious feelings?

"Kakocchi. You aren't playing fair." My hair fell naturally and hid my eyes. That's good. I didn't want to scare her anymore than she looked. I'm not usually like this around her.

"Kise." A small hand extended out to brush my blonde bangs away. "I spilled my juice."

I looked down at her white blouse which was now soaked in orange dye.

"I smell like orange. Hehe. Good thing I like this flavor." She started laughing.

I surrendered a look of defeat and closed my eyes. How could I get mad at her? No matter how mindless of my feelings she is...

I felt a tugging at my blazer and looked over when I saw her using it to dab at her orange stains near her chest.

"Kakocchi!" Then we began our tug of war. I tugged, of course. If I didn't, she would seriously drench my iron pressed blazer to her juice stains. Knowing her, she would do it. If I had to describe her, she would be the type who would drag others into the mud so that she wouldn't be the only one dirty. Selfish, yet so readable.

And did I mention she was Aominecchi's sister?

With a major yank, I was pulled forward and fell on top of her. With my lightning reflexes, I caught myself from falling onto her completely. With both palms pressed to the grass under us, I held my position, two inches away from her. The sweet orange scent filled my nostrils and I gulped.

"Kakocchi. When I count to three, push me off so I don't fall on you."

She nodded obediently and placed her hands flat against my chest.

"One, two, three!"

There was a quick maneuver as I released one hand and fell on the other side, completely dodging contact with the girl under me and successfully avoiding her previous knee injury.

And then something fell on my stomach. More like someone. I looked up wide-eyed at Kakocchi who took the same position I was at earlier. She yanked my tie up, nearly choking me, until I placed a hand behind me for support.

"Yes?" my voice asked unevenly.

"Kise. You're only my best friend. Nothing more!" Kako rushed to say before looking away.

My heart immediately felt like it sank even below the grassy surface that I was lying against. Kako shifted a little but ended up squashing me once more, adding to the weight I already felt.

"Hey." She lightly shook me to regain my attention.

Yes, Miss Kako. What else more do you wish to do to hurt me?

"But...I do know everything you do for me."

Did I hear wrong?

"Don't squint." She gave me a meaner push to the chest. "I mean it." There was a slight hint of frustration in her expression before she pushed off.

I blinked as I watched her hug her bandaged knee and writhe awkwardly on the floor.

"Ow...ow...my knee."

And I strangely found that very entertaining, especially the part when she rolled down the little hill we were sitting at. I guess there's never a normal day with Kako.

"Hey Kakocchi! Don't roll too fa…"

But before I could finish my sentence, I lost her attention to—him, again.

A/N: Hey everyone! Thanks for coming back/joining in again! Haven't updated in awhile due to my previous laptop crashing (taking the lives of all my written chapters for all my stories...thus sending me into a slump). But I hope this chapter was enjoyable!