Remembering

When you try to remember something…

Monday came, and just like that: the dizziness was gone.

I walked to school formally and got some stares from my schoolmates. I bit the inside of my cheek as I thought: Please stop staring. Please stop staring. Please stop- oh.

"Hello, Fuusuke-san," a voice echoed in front of me.

"Hey, Kiyama." I greeted back and smiled.

"How are you? I heard from Nagumo that you had been deeply cut."

Gasps filled the room. I looked behind at Kiyama who had a group of girls crowding behind him. I clenched my teeth and took a mental note to kill Nagumo later.

"I'm fine. I have to go to class, so: see you." I replied and made my way through the crowd.

RING!

"Crap." I muttered. I was gonna be late for class, and it doesn't help that I was also late one time last week.

Sheesh…

"So, what happened to your 'slumber party' the other day?" Nagumo asked me at lunch.

I munched on my burger, and then swallowed it. I replied hestitantly, "It was fun."

Nagumo rolled his eyes and he snorted, "Why are you so gloomy today?"

I put down my burger and asked, "Why did you tell Kiyama that I was wounded?"

Nagumo sighed. I looked up to him. His face was so calm, but his eyes were... were...

"He bothered me until I tell him." Nagumo gritted through his teeth.

Why would Kiyama do that? Did he like me or something?

"Haruya is you first name, right?" I asked him.

He tilted his face to mine and agreed, "Yeah. So?"

"Haru..." I wondered, "Ha~ru~ya. Ruya!"

Why did it feel so familiar?

I looked at him and grin. His eyes looked panicked for a moment, but returned to a relaxed one before I can be sure.

He cleared his throat and replied smoothly, "I swear... you still act like a 5-year-old."

I widened my eyes as I remember the day from the carnival.

"You act like a five-year-old."

"Well, Ruya and I would be going there, no?"

"Suke-chan... gomene..."

"What do you mean, Ruya-kun?"

"I... can't see you anymore..."

"Wh-what? You're kidding!"

"I need to go Suke-chan... I have to..."

"Have to what, Ruya-kun? You can't leave us!"

"Gomene, Suke-chan..."

"Ruya-kun." I savored the taste of the words coming out from my mouth.

"What about it?" Nagumo asked and raised his eyebrow.

"Where is he?"

"Who?" Nagumo inquired as he blinked.

"Ruya... I wonder where he is or who he is..." I mumbled.

Nagumo chuckled and ruffled my hair. He said, "You're cute when you think hard."

I blushed and whined, "Nagumo!"

"Did you like my gift?" Nagumo asked me suddenly.

"What gift?"

"Hmm... Drift didn't give it to you, huh? Nevermind."

"Drift?"

"Yo, guys," someone interrupted. Nagumo and I looked up to see Kiyama smiling down at us. I inhaled sharply and tried to not look into Kiyama's eyes.

God, what if he did like me?

"'Sup, Kiyama." Nagumo greeted and grinned at the said boy.

"Wanna go to Sun Garden tonight?" Kiyama asked us.

"Sun Garden?" I inquired.

Nagumo chuckled and winked at me. He commented, "I forgot you didn't know Sun Garden."

"Well~ you know now." I huffed.

"So, you in?" Kiyama repeated.

"Sure."

"Great." Kiyama beamed. He winked at me, and then walked away.

"I'm going, huh?" I asked Nagumo.

Nagumo chuckled. "Duh, princess!"

I fiddled the edge of my dress.

"Are you sure that you're fine with that dress?" mom asked and narrowed her eyes at the clothes I wore.

I looked down at my black dress that extended to my upper thigh. My silver leggings hugged my legs and black doll shoes on my feet. I looked back up to mom.

"Yes."

Fumio smirked behind mom. He teased, "You always dress nicely if it's Nagumo."

My face was flustered. I said quietly, "Please, stop."

"You're not denying~!" Fumio teased.

Because it's true.

I rolled my eyes and moved past my family, but stopped as I remember what I was supposed to ask them. I turned around and face Fumio and my mom.

"Who's Ruya-kun?" I asked.

Fumio widened his eyes and sputtered, "Y-you remember?"

"Shush, Fumio, she doesn't completely know..." my mom hissed angrily.

I glared at them.

"Did I mention that your hair is lovely?" Fumio squeaked.

"Fine! I'll ask someone else!" I huffed and turned around.

"Fuusuke..." Fumio whispered.

I stomped down the stairs angrily. I grabbed my white shoulder bag and ran out of the house, just to fall down to my butt. Someone was standin in my way.

I glared angrily at the person who bumped me.

"Wow, Fuusuke, who twisted up your panties?" Nagumo chuckled.

I rolled my eyes and told myself to calm down. I looked up Nagumo and raised my arms up. He must have gotten my message since he helped me up from the ground.

"Now," I started as I brushed the dirt out of my leggings, "where's Sun Garden?"

Nagumo grinned and grabbed my hand to the motorcycle in front of out house.

"N-nagumo?!" I squeaked.

"Yes, we're going to ride that, princess." Nagumo said as he smirked at me.

I stuck my tongue out him and explained, "I just don't do well in motorcycles."

Nagumo winked at me and stated, "Well, you just have to get used to it, huh?"

"You don't even have a license!" I whined.

"Please~ I can just buy my way out." Nagumo shouted heartily, grinned and put a finger to his lips as if it was a secret when he just shouted it out to the whole wide world.

I sighed and tiptoed to kiss him on his cheek. Pink was tainted on it when I was done.

"I trust you; so don't try and kill me!" I told him.

Don't get me wrong! I just want to pay him back for kissing me on the cheek earlier.

Nagumo grinned at me and replied, "Wouldn't dream on it."

BURN AND GAZEL BACK IN THE HOUSE!

Get ready, too, 'cause the next chapter is filled with emotions!

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