In the news this week I sprained my ankle. Again. AND I've been spending all my time learning zelda songs on the flute (please say some of you are Zelda fans ^-^) and watching Vsauce3! How eventful

My top three responses on the last chapter

AWMAGAWDDDDDDDDDD

Ayumi sucks I hate Ayumi she's a bitch

Typo u left a typo bro

Not exactly in that context but whatever... Ps thanks to 'AWMAGAWD' for leaving the super long review. Your so inspiring, I don't know what I'd have done with out you :P

Things had escalated from there. They two had been scarily close to kissing; their faces practically inches away from each other. However most annoyingly, Hinoe had opened the door to check on Ayumi, for she had finished surprisingly early, just when Yoshiki was edging closer to her sister and tilting her chin slightly.

"Ayumi...chan?"

Instantly they sprung apart, Ayumi going a deeper red colour then she already was, Yoshiki on the other hand just shrugging away with his careless mask plastered on his face, though he was a little disappointed.

"Uh, Hinoe, I was just-" Ayumi started, clenching her sweaty hands with a innocent expression in her eyes but she was actually wishing she could just fall through the floor or turn invisible even for just a few minutes.

"No, I can see. Wrong moment, as always!" she replied, with a chuckle. Yoshiki raised his hand to his head, a little awkwardly embarrassed. She didn't even know him, wouldn't she be asking questions about who exactly he was, doing in Ayumi's room, practically about to kiss her?

"Anyway, I'm going to grab something to eat, so...carry on." And with that Hinoe quickly shut the door, smiling to herself. At least Ayumi had someone to cheer her up, and to the caring big sister, that was all that mattered in her mind.

Meanwhile, Yoshiki had turned back to face Ayumi who was sighing with relief, thanking god that her sister didn't ask questions.

"Well.." he mumbled, bringing his hand back up towards her cheeks. "Shouldn't you do as your sister says?"

"Eeehh...oh..." squeaked Ayumi, quirking backwards slightly at his warm touch. "I don't know if this is what I want!"

"Oh," he said, pouting slightly like a child that had just been denied cake. "We were just getting to the good part as well Shinozaki!"

"Sorry, it's just getting a bit quick for me, you know?"

"Whatever..."

"Well it's not like I've ever had a boyfriend! They all go for Nakashima, or Seiko, though Seiko just turns them all down like a spoilt brat!" she admitted, the taste in her mouth turning sour at her own words. She suddenly felt ashamed at insulting Seiko, even if she had had nothing but hatred for her until Yoshiki snapped her back into reality.

"You've never had a boyfriend?" Yoshiki almost laughed, looking at her with a sideways glance. "Are you kidding?"

"No," she huffed, crossing her arms. Why was she being so informal to him now?

"That's a surprise," he mused, not looking at her directly. "You're so beautiful, I'm shocked that no ones hit on you before me!"

Ayumi blushed a darker shade of crimson. He was so rude and careless, yet when you broke through his shell, he was kind, protective and charming.

"Too bad." came her short reply.

They sat in silence for a while, neither of them really knowing what to do at that present moment in time. Then suddenly Yoshiki seemed to have an idea, so he abruptly grabbed Ayumi's arms and smiled at her.

"Hey, you know what? I reckon I'm getting my results in the post soon!"

"Really? Well weekday post does start at around 11 ish..." she recalled, remembering the rota she had memorized several years ago for 'school'.

"That's right. What time is it now?"

"Ten to eleven..." she said, glancing at watch.

"Do you wanna come over my place then for a bit?" he asked, casually, making Ayumi's eyes open in horror.

"Er, I didn't mean it like that!" he added quickly before Ayumi started freaking out.

"Alright then. I better tell Hinoe, since I don't even have my phone anymore!"

"See, you're already regretting your actions!" he laughed, putting his own phone safely in her hands. "Give your sister my number. That way you can call her, and vice versa."

"Thanks," Ayumi said, gratefully. "Not just for the phone!"

"Yay! It's here!"

Ayumi rushed through the hallway of Yoshiki's flat and scooped up the large envelope which presumably had the results inside. Yoshiki however was just perched on the edge of the couch, waiting anxiously for the results. He didn't desperately want to get in, but he was doing it for Ayumi, mainly. If he hadn't of met Ayumi that day on the train, he'd never be doing this he realised.

"Let's see what you got on your maths test!"

Hastily, she plonked herself down beside Yoshiki, ripping the seal open with her fingers and quickly pulling out the leaflet that had his results in. The brown paper was rough against her soft skin, and she had to practically tear it down the middle just to get to it, but that was the least that was on her mind at that moment of time.

"Today is the day!" declared Ayumi. "That we find out what happens with your future! This is a milestone, a staple in your life, one that will mark you of education forever and beyond! It will-"

"Just open the flipping parcel Ayumi," he demanded, rolling his eyes.

"Fine, whatever."

She pulled out the stats sheet first, and let her eyes feast over various graphs scattered across the page. Yoshiki on the other hand just picked up the main results sheet, scanning hurriedly through the lines of text and percentage scores. He didn't care about stats or grades, he'd just leave them to Ayumi anyway, he just wanted to find out if he got into Ayumi's school or not. As soon as he saw the results, his eyes widened.

"I passed?" he laughed, shoving the paper in Ayumi's gaping face. "HAHA! I knew I was smarter then you!"

"How?" mumbled Ayumi, staring at the stats sheets. "You failed both your Literature and Science, but got 99.9% on your Maths test...!"

Now it was Yoshiki's turn to looked shocked. He only stopped when Ayumi burst out laughing, for the look on his face was just priceless like none other.

"What?" he said, confused. "What did I actually get?"

"Oh right," Ayumi giggled, surprised that Yoshiki had actually believed her. "86% in literature, I quote you have a way with words!"

"Awesome! I've never had much a high stat!"

"Don't get cocky. You only got 73% in science and a mere 56% in maths!"

"Aw. But hey, I still got in! And look," he told her, pointing towards the back of the stats sheet. "I'm in your class too!"

"Good," Ayumi approved, putting the sheets back in the envelope. "I can keep an eye on you then, to make sure you don't waste your opportunity, you only just scraped through you know!"

"Stop putting me down!" he joked, good heartedly. "You're not much better!"

"Hey! Your so rude!"

They carried on sending puny insults across the room, that might of even offended if the atmosphere wasn't so light hearted. They were both laughing, happily, smiles across their faces, especially Ayumi's. She really felt like she was in her element, the perfect place where she felt most comfortable. Yoshiki couldn't say he felt the same, but it was a whole lot better just with Ayumi by his side.

Eventually, they flopped back onto the couch, breathless but grinning still, as if someone had cursed the corners of their mouths to forever curve upwards.

Ayumi didn't even struggle when Yoshiki snaked an arm around her waist, pulled her chin towards his and stroked a finger along her cheek. She didn't care what everyone else would think anymore. She wanted to make a new start, a fresh one, and she felt more comfortable knowing that Yoshiki would be by her side.

Maybe things that don't look promising can turn out to be the best things.

Yes that was a filler chapter I am sincerely sorry but I am very tired and busy :(

Next chapter will be longer I promise and I always keep my word. Most of the time.