I honestly didn't get any sleep last night, I kept thinking about the Yakuza. Why would Info bring up such a highly illegal group? Is it really worth my time to involve myself with such a thing? It is a easier method in some cases, but how on earth would I appeal to them? I'm just a high school girl gone lovesick. There's so many things that could go wrong with this as well... If I get caught by the police, I would be connected to a mob and be given a longer sentence. And Senpai... He wouldn't want to marry a criminal...
But isn't that what I might have to become to get rid of Amai? She's a sweet girl, a little too sweet. Before I know it Senpai's going to be caught up in her sugary lie and I lose him to a pastry baking maniac. Maybe... For a decent price, I could get the Yakuza to get rid of her for me..? If I can't think of anything else, it's worth a shot.
Info-kun.
Have you made your decision?
Yes. I wish to go through with this.
So you will kill her! Now I get to see some action!
That's not what I meant.
Don't you think I know that? I am a little concerned however.
Do you really want to do this?
Yes, they would make a great ally. Especially if these other missing female presidents like Senpai as well.
Ah~! So this is where the dense little girl becomes smart.
Is that an insult.
I'm kidding, honey~!
But I'm not concerned about them, whether they like him or not.
I'm concerned about if the police ever find their location and trace them to you.
Are you actually concerned about my well-being?
You didn't let me finish!
Then quit texting in chunks.
Fine...
As I waited for him to tell me his true feelings, which sounds extremely weird in my head I grabbed a sheet of paper and a couple of different colored markers. Despite my best efforts to not wanting to have to have physical evidence, I still feel the need to jot down anything useful. Rather than go through all my information in the little secure data bank on my phone, which is dangerous in having in case I am traced, and have something I could burn easily if it ever came to that...
Before I could start mapping however, Info sent me what I could only describe as a book of information. He truly does stand to his name. I guess it would be kind of pointless if he didn't...
I'm merely concerned for my own well-being, if they start going through your phone they no doubt will be able to trace it to mine as well as my other contacts. I do have a reputation to hold and I definitely don't want to mess up all my hard work because you act careless for a singular moment. Now that my selfishness is out of the way, I am concerned of the hazards that may arise working alongside them. Look... I understand my services may not prove the most useful at times, nor can I provide you with everything you need. My meathods may be crude and require a lot of effort to help you remain under the radar, but I promise that I can help. I know my method of payment from you is...odd, but this benefits both of us. I promise. The more panty shots you send me, the more cash I get, and the more services I can provide. Yandere-chan... You are one of the "better" clients I've had. I'd hate to see you and I both behind bars because we associate ourselves with "the easy method". Just think about it some more okay? If by Monday you still want to go through with this I will help you. Okay?
That's... A lot of information to process. I can understand his view on the situation, but buying poision and medicine from him isn't going to do so good if I were to try and get rid of Amai this late in the week... The only way now is to kill her or...befriend her... I would risk others eating her cooking if I were to poison anything she makes. Sure it might make her look like a total ditz that she used poison and didn't know. But if I was the only one alive because I didn't eat it...then I would look suspicious. Not to mention if Senpai samples it... So using Info to kill her doesn't seem like the best method...
But like he said, his method requires effort. It doesn't mean that going the Yakuza route would be any easier. No doubt, now that I think about it, their payments will be a lot steeper. But like Info said his payments are odd and disgraceful if I were to be caught...
Putting aside my cynical thinking, I do find it... What's a proper word for this sort of feeling? I feel...comforted..? I guess that's what this is... I find it comforting that he puts my needs above some of his other "clients". I guess I shall humor him and continue looking for options until Monday.
Wait...
Monday..? Is there something I'm missing here? Why would I wait to associate myself with them till a later date? Unless... Perhaps he's either concerned that I won't be able to pair up Riku and Kokona, or there's someone else.
I understand now of your concerns, I will wait until Monday. But there is one more thing I need to ask.
How many panty shots you have left? You still owe me four~
No, but thank you for the reminder. Why am I waiting until Monday to decide fully weather or not I should request the Yakuza's assistance? By then Amai will be eliminated by me. Is there something I don't know about?
Oh~ If only I had my remaining pants shots... I guess I'll have to wait to tell Aishi-chan the new knowledge I acquired... Oh well~
Why... We were actually having a half decent conversation... Why now does he wish to be a pervert... I switched over to my photos and found three photos I had taken while I was at our club, some of the girls skirts were higher than they probably thought and showed a full view to my camera. Unfortunately... Only three girls had this issue. Saki, Mei, and Amai. I almost grinned in victory yesterday catching her in a disgusting position.
But I still need one more photo... Looks like I have to be the humiliating scape goat yet again... I sent the three I had then quickly took a shot of the red underwear protecting me from this perverts eyes.
Ooh~ You got you're rivals shot! Just in time too, I had a recent request for hers. Two more for the rainbow hair bunch and one more just for me~!
Yes, yes... May I know the reasoning now?
I was curious when you were going to catch on about how many girls were interested in your precious "Senpai". If anything I applaud you for finding my fault so quickly.
How many.
Possibly seven. Four more if you wish to think of it that way.
Who.
And I thought your punctuation was on point, perhaps you're just upset? Anyway, Kizana Sunobu, Oka Ruto, Aso Rito, and possibly Osoro Shidesu.
The missing club leaders, I should have known. My little jest before was true...
If this is the case, then what about Megami?
I cannot get information on her easily, she's surrounded by more walls than I can hack down. At least you do know some information about your sports rival.
Yes, and I know for a fact that I won't be able to fight against her easily.
I guess she would be one of the reasons in your mind to contact that gang I mentioned...
Her and Osoro. She won't be easy either.
A good point. Even if you did bulk up before her arrival you still wouldnt be able to fight against her.
Thanks for the confidence boost...
You're welcome Sarcastic-chan.
I'll have to discuss more with you later, Osano will be here any moment.
Ah yes~ The poor boy who desperately wants to ask you about what you meant by "We'll talk about it." to his little sister concerning her proposal of marriage between the two of you~
How do you know that?
He likes to give himself pep talks a lot before he talks to you in the restroom.
You have cameras in the restrooms?
Nope~ Just microphones... It helps sometimes with finding out girl gossip, but other times I wish I had never placed them so close to the stalls.
I couldn't help but chuckle lightly as I quickly shoved my bento into my bag and slung the strap over my shoulder. I could only imagine him sitting behind his computers tuning into each of his feeds then accessing the bathrooms and hearing things he would rather forget. To my tired mind it was quite amusing.
I can understand how... Disturbing that would be.
He replied but before I could view what he said, Osano opened the door. "Oi! Idiot! Don't forget to pack an umbrella! Looks like it's going to rain!" He seems as sour as always if not more so today. "Geez, you look like a zombie..!" Those weird reanimated corpse things? I look like a rotting, stinking, verbly incoherent dead woman? "Did you play video games all night? You have bags under your eyes!" Oh... How does comparing me to a dead person amount to how tired I am?
"I just couldn't sleep..." I tried walking around him, till he grabbed my shoulder.
"And why is that?" I shook my head slowly and closed my heavy eyelids.
"Nightmare..." Its more like a day-mare that just hit me... Everyone is trying to take the man I love... Do they not care that if I loose him...I go back to what I was before. A emotionless husk... To never feel these beautiful emotions again...
"Geez! Quit being vague and just tell me already!" Great... Now I have to lie again... I'm so going the drama club for lessons on improving my acting skills... But that means enduring Kizano-brats antics...
Guess I'll just continue my little run in with the loose canon delinquent. "From... When I was pushed into the ocean... You didn't make it in time..." The hand holding my shoulder froze, I didn't look at him and took an interest in the floor. Didn't dad say we should redo them?
My thoughts were diverted yet again as my face was shoved into his chest and his arms held me firmly. "Idiot... What? Are you suddenly super afraid of the water?" I nodded my head slightly and stiffened. I never thanked him for saving me, did I?
"Did I ever thank you..?" His whole body stiffened again.
"What the heck are you talking about? Geez!" He chuckled nervously and held my head closer to his chest.
My voice was muffled, "Dud ah evea hank you fa savin meh?" He loosened his grip again and repositioned his arm around my shoulders.
"Tch! Now you thank me! I went through the trouble of saving your hopeless rump! And now you thank me! A week later no less!" I felt a small grin settle on my lips and wrapped my arms around him as well.
"Thank you, Osa-kun. For saving my hopeless rump and taking care of me." He pushed me away and started walking towards the door, his face was a glowing beacon as he opened the door. "Do you...think you could keep my nightmare a secret?" So maybe I won't have six other males concerning over me.
"W-Whatever! Let's just go!" I shook my head and followed, it appears that he wasn't done talking though. "Now that we have time... Um, what erm..! Well... I mean-!"
"Quit being vague and tell me already." He turned to me, his annoyed expression even more sour than usual.
"Quit copying me! Geez you're annoying!" Taste your own medicine, your sour, bitter medicine. "Anyway... About last Saturday... When you were talking to Hiyori..." Oh Dear Gods Help Me! "What did you mean we would talk about marriage..? N-not that I care! It's not like I l-like you or anything! I just..! I don't want to raise my sister's hopes for them to be torn apart!" He looked at the sky averting his gaze from mine, honestly I'm lost as to what I should say... So it's probably better that he doesn't see my confusion.
Should I make up another lie? I should be honest with him... I should tell him the truth that there may be no possibilities of us being together because I love another man and I lied to his sister. I'd break two hearts at the price of one truth. Perhaps this is why people become liars... Sometimes the truth is too much to handle at once. However... He's my best friend... My first friend...
Sometimes...my only friend...
I know I can trust him even though he lies as well. Although, now that I know of his intentions I can notice them... I need to say something..! "W-well... I-"
"Darling? Is that you?" I have been saved yet again by my least favorite male rival.
"You have the absolute worst timing, Oujidere!" Osano turned to glare at the purple haired male as he assuredly approached.
"Like you, had anything interesting to say!" I turned around and tiredly looked at him. Yup, same annoying person. "Anyway, darl-Oh My Goodness!" He turned and looked down at me before his expression became shocked or disgusted. "Darling! You look absolutely exhausted!" He bent down slightly and cupped my face gently as he traced under my eye. His look of concern directed towards me changed when he looked at Osano. "The hell did you force her to do tsundere." It wasn't a question, more like a accusation.
"Me!? It's her fault that she had a nightmare!" Osano's eyes widened and he covered his mouth swiftly. Kizano looked at him strangely and I couldn't help but hit my head with my hand softly.
"Do you normally have nightmares, darling?" I shook my head, and kept my eyes averted. "What was it about?"
"I was drowning again..." How on earth is this lie working? I am probably the worst actress of all time.
Kizano looked at Osano and he nodded at him, Kizano grinned. It was different than his usual smirk, kinder almost. "Darling, does the thought of drowning again scare you?" Honestly, yes... Yes it did. I nodded again, "There's no reason to be afraid my Juliet. Me nor Nijimi will let that happen. I'm positive that even Riti and Odayaki would agree that as long we're here with you, nothing bad will happen to you."
I grinned at him, he's a much better actor than me. Ifs he's actually sincere about this, I do appreciate the gesture. But I don't wish to use my male rivals as crutches to figuring out how to be a better partner for Senpai.
Is that my new excuse as of why I'm not flat out rejecting them?
Probably.
"Now! We need to get you to my club!" Wait what? "We can't let the teachers know that you didn't sleep last night!"
"And...how are you going to do that?" Osano stared at him suspiciously, apparently he wasn't comfortable with me being near this actor. I wonder why.
Kizano stood up, smirked at Osano, flicked his cape, grabbed my hand, and began to walk away dragging me with him enthusiasticly, "Make-up!" I looked back at Osano, his face was red. No doubt thinking about what I would look like in make-up. I don't really see the point of it. Why do people paint their face? Half the time it doesn't make a difference.
But if they wish to waste their money, then so let them. I really need to stop being so cynical... But am I not entitled to my opinion? I think of them all the time, so it's not like people can change my mind over something as complex as my thought process.
Besides, Senpai might like girls with make-up.
Just like Haruto who likes girls who enjoy showing off their selfies. How much more stuck up can she get? She acts like she's the center of the universe. Maybe I should have paired her up with the curly ponytailed male dragging me across the school, I would have killed two birds with one stone. Besides what's better than one stuck up snobs than two stuck up snobs in a relationship They'd be perfect for each other.
Kizano suddenly stopped abruptly, looks like he had ran into Senpai. Wait... SENPAI'S BOOK!? Did Kizano hit his book into the fountain!? Oh my gods I'm going to kill him! "Watch it Yamada!" His grip tightened around my hand as Senpai took a tentative step away from the taller male.
He looks so dejected about his book..! I feel like I should hug him and tell him that it'll be alright. "S-sorry about that..!" He's so humble! He is truly the best! No one can compare! I can feel my face just heating up at how kind he is!
"You should be! Foolish peasant!" His tone was dark as he turned towards the door out of the courtyard. "Come along darling." Why is his voice so much calmer when he addresses me... Senpai plucked his book out of the fountain sadly and turned his head to look up at us. I mouthed a quick apology, hoping he wouldn't blame me in any way.
He forced a grin and nodded, thank goodness... Don't worry Senpai, I'll make sure this brat learns his place! He doesn't deserve to treat you that way! No one does!
"I cannot believe the nerve of some people!" You ran into him! Not the other way around! "At least you have some dignity with your flaws darling." The heck does that mean? You should be groveling for mercy from me!
"Thank you..?" He chuckled at the uncertainty in my voice and lead me inside his club. He sat me down on one of the chairs across of the smaller stage.
"Now! Let's get that natural beauty of yours to shine again!" He went around the back of the stage and came back with a box with a label reading "stage make-up". "Have you ever used make-up before?" I shook my head and looked at my feet, not sure if I should feel disappointed or not. "That's alright, there's a first time for everything! Besides I'm only going to try and blend those dark shadows under your eyes."
He's not wrong with his statement, he is quite right about there being a first time for everything. First love, first true emotion, first rival, first elemination, first club, and now my first time wearing a powdery substance on my face... He used this weird pale substance and a strange circular cloth to, what I could describe as, smear the powder on my face.
His satisfied smile, however, caught more of my attention than the make-up. He either has this overconfident smirk plastered on his face, a look of mock concern, or a disgusted scowl. To see such a genuine smile...made him seem like a different person. He seemed...content. Happy... Perhaps it's because we are alone together or I was playing a doll for him to make beautiful.
The latter option honestly made me feel uncomfortable to sit in such close proximity to him... "I'm almost done," His gaze quickly met mine and I could see that there was no bad intentions. Either that, or he's the best actor I know. He sat back slowly and closed a little case that contained the powder. "There! The world will never know!"
What does he mean? I took out my phone and tapped on my camera, touching the icon I almost felt bad for saying painting your face as a bad thing. The strange dark, puffy marks under my eyes were blended into the rest of my skin. "Thank you, Sinobu-Senpai."
"Anything for you, darling." He winked at me while he put the box of supplies away. "Although... There is a certain thing I wish in return." His little smirk came back, making me hate him almost instantly again.
"What?" He walked over to me confidently, like no force in the world could stop him... From snatching my phone... Really? That's all he-I FORGOT TO DELETE MY TEXT MESSAGES WITH INFO-KUN! If he sees that I'm toast!
"I want another photo with you, my princess."
Oh. "Okay." His smirk grew wider, he knelt beside me and held me close using his free arm around my shoulders. He looked at me rather than the phone, I turned to look at him as well curious as to why he was staring so intensely...
"Smile, darling." He said, but the way he said it reminded me of a content cat. Nonetheless I grinned at him as he continued to smirk at me, That's when he took the photo... He stopped staring at me and frowned at my phone. "Hm, that's not quite what I was going for..." I peeked at the photo, we looked like a pair of close friends. Which was exactly the opposite of what I thought of him. "Ah!" He snapped his fingers, "I know!"
He turned back towards me and I followed suit, I didn't know why but the moment he pushed his forehead against mine, my face felt hot again. His gaze was so close to mine that my own had to dart between the two to try and focus. No person can honestly stare at someone straight on at this proximity. I don't understand why this keeps happening to me...
I nearly didn't notice that he had already taken the photo, the moment seemed to drag out for an eternity... I hate to admit... But I forgot about Senpai for a moment... I even hate to admit that I forgot about him when Osano held my hand on the pier. But both cases were just that, a moment. But these moments that have happened three times now, the third being Amao's whispering, have helped me find a new emotion.
Doubt.
Do I really need Taro? He barely even knows I exist... Why would someone like him like me? Would he ever like me like these boys did? Or will I stumble and let him slip through my fingers with some rival..?
No. I need him. He's my life source. My SeNPai.
"Much better! Now that tsundere shall learn whom he is dealing with!" He did it to beat Osano? At what? "Aishi-darling, is it alright if I send these photos to myself? I would love to print them off to add to your corkboard." Does he realize that he has competition as well? Or does he really hate Osano that much?
"Sure, be my guest." His fingers were like lightning as he added his contact information and sent the two photos from my thankfully panty-less gallery. When he was done he handed my phone back with a flourish.
"Many thanks darling! Now I must apologize for sounding rude... But I must kick you out to help coach Riku and Kokona. Those peasants have little talent to improve on, however." Perhaps I should encourage Riku to take advantage of this?
"It's alright, see you later." With a knife in my hand for destroying my Senpai precious book!
I rolled my eyes feeling his gaze follow me on my way out, I need to find Riku and get as far away as possible from this male. As soon as I exited I saw the two heading this way, seems like they were getting along just fine. I grinned as my rival passed me, then gave a thumbs up to Riku who nodded in return.
Looks like we won't have to use the earpiece today. I started to head towards the stairwell so I could go down as switch my shoes and leave my stuff I won't need for a while. But when I reached the stairwell I ran into a timid male who was looking the other direction when we collided.
Oko's cheeks flushed a pale pink as he stared down in shock. I was honestly surprised as well. I was on the ground with his arm under my head, he was positioned above me yet ever so closely that I could feel his quickening breathing on my cheek. Talk about awkward... "S-sorry..!" He got up quickly, pulling me up so easily that you would have thought I was a stack of papers.
Where does this loner get all of that muscle from? He's a lean guy, he should have at least had a little difficulty! Wait, I just realized that I'm calling myself fat... Oh well. "It's okay, Ruti-Senpai..." His cheeks darkened and his eyes widened, he let go of me quickly as if he was being burnt by touching me.
He started to mumble something about how he's stupid and the muffin was good, as well as how he's late. With that he passed by quickly leaving the book he was holding, before he ran into me, behind.
"Ruti-Senpai!" I picked up the book and walked after him, he froze and turned to look at me. He was biting his bottom lip and his pupils were dialated in fear, what's wrong with him? "You dropped your book, here." I held it out to him observing as he visibly relaxed.
"T-thank you... A-Aishi-chan..." He grabbed the spine gently and took it out of my hands so delicately you would have thought he was holding a carton of eggs. But as soon as he took it he spun around again and practically fled from me.
He has got to be the weirdest guy in school... I turned around and nearly ran into Megamo... He was weighted down by another stack of papers. Looks like the staff has been keeping him busy... I better grab some before the jerk forces me too... Wait... Why the hell do I care all of a sudden? I guess I'm starting to feel compassion for people. Sympathy? Kindness? Whatever this is I'm feeling?! "Would you like some help there, Saikou-Senpai?"
He turned his head to look back at me, a faint grin tugged at his lips before he went back to his stern expression. "That would be appreciated, Aishi-chan." I quickly grabbed the center and slid off half the stack, helping carry half the load. Perhaps I'm doing this to become stronger for Senpai? No... That can't be it, I'd rather lift those sticks with wheels on the ends.
Before I absolutely despised this task, now I'm willingly offering myself? Geez, isn't a chacater supposed to slowly develop a trait? I'm pretty sure that I wouldn't be doing this out of compassion until I actually warm up to him. Or perhaps I'm trying to "keep my enemies close"? I guess it would be quite useful to have him as an ally as well. But he's a stuck up prick!
"At least there is one underclassman like yourself who is willing to help others with their workload. The work ethic of this school is slowly starting to crumble." Just wait until I hire the Yakuza, then the entire school will crumble to the ground. They're even better than a kitten army. Sort of...
"I agree, I wish there was a way we could motivate them to do more around here." There was another faint smile on his lips and a glint in his eyes.
"That's actually what the student council is working on." All of these paper I'm carrying is motivation boosting ideas? Now that just sounds ridiculous... "Don't tell anyone, but we're planning on trying to make next week into a school festival."
"Don't we usually host one near the end of the year?" He nodded and repositioned his hands underneath his smaller load of papers.
"We do, but we were hoping to have two. We're hoping that it will boost student moral and get everyone on board to impress their parents and show them that we are model citizens." I feel like this is more for him to impress his father than to try and make everyone happy. "Try not to tell anyone, the decision hasn't been finalized yet. Our little secret. Okay?" I nodded and gave him a slight grin as well as we finally entered the student council room.
"I promise." It's not like I really care.
"Thank you once agian Aishi-chan. See you later." His eyes were soft and his posture was relaxed, if he thinks by telling me a secret he's getting closer to my heart than he's dead wrong.
I've got my own that are way worse than some stupid festival. "See you later, Saikou-Senpai." Now! Now can I please change my shoes!?
I walked out of the room and was met by the chest of a tan male. "Oh! Hi Ayano!" Why!? "How are you today?"
I'm feeling kind of suffocated at the moment, all my rivals are popping up one after the other... All that's left is Osorō and Amao... "I'm doing great, how are you Aso-Senpai?" He smiled brightly.
"Great! I saw an odd bunch of adults entering the school today! There were two guys and two gals. What's weird though was one of the males and one of the females have pink hair, the other two both have brown hair! And both pairs look like brother and sister but they're not." I have a bad feeling about this...
"Really? Can I see?" I tried putting enthusiasm into my voice but found myself failing terribly... This whole perky thing is really tiresome...
"Of course! Come on!" He grabbed my hand and started to navigate me towards the headmasters office, he seemed really excited about his strange find. I bet if I put Osano and Osana side by side he'd get the same kick out of it. Or even Amao and Amai. Now that I notice it... It's kind of weird that all of my male rivals have o's at the end of their names... It's like their parents got jealous of their female counterparts names and just added a different letter to their name to prove a point...
Me and Aso's journey nearly ended when we almost ran into a group of students who had apparently all flocked to see this spectacle. I couldn't see a single thing past all of these taller people... I sighed and tried standing up on my tiptoes to see above all of these crazy hairstyles but to no avail...
I let out a weird squeaking noise as I was suddenly lifted up onto Aso's shoulders, "Can you see them?" I stared past the teenagers and finally noticed what the commotion was all about.
"Yes, I can. Thank you." He smiled up at me, a light blush covered his cheeks. I wanted to role my eyes at him but instead stared at the strange group. It seems the women came together and the males came together. The pinkettes seemed quite embarrassed of all the attention and had light blushes on their faces. The brunettes on the other hand seemed to crave this sort of attention.
Wait a minute... Isn't that the guy who tipped me so generously at the cafè? I'm pretty sure it is... He's the guy I had a weird sense of nostalgia about... What is he doing here? Both he and his female counterpart were quite flashy... Both women were quite busty which caught the attention of most of the boys. The girls were obviously caught up on how attractive the males were. Honestly the male pinkettes honestly looked like a girl to me with his curly hair.
However, my customer seemed to have notice me amongst the crowd. His rest eyes caught my gaze and held them as he weaved through the crowd. His eyes never blinking as he made his way towards us... Why do I feel...scared of him? "Miss Aishi, a pleasure to see you once again." His gaze suddenly lowered to Aso and his eyes became steely. "Young man, I recommend you put the girl down. Now." Aso tensed up beneath me and quickly lifted me back off of his shoulders once again.
"Sorry about that sir..." Aso seems to be feeling this strange dread as well... I'm glad I'm not alone...
"It's quite alright, I just wouldn't want a fine lad such as yourself to get in trouble with that guidance counselor of yours. She seems quite strict." Even though his statement seemed plausible, his words didn't quite match his body language...
"Of course... See you later, Ayano." He sped off faster than I could imagine anyone running... Stupid jerk left me alone with this guy...
His gaze softened slightly as he looked back down at me. When he was sitting at a table I felt fine talking eye to eye with him but now that he's towering over me...I don't feel so confident... "I still can't quite understand why you look so familiar to me." It's as if his eyes tell a whole different story... It honestly makes me feel like he does know me.
"Mido-san! Don't just walk off like that!" Ah, his name is Mido... How useless... I still can't remember him. "Oh? Hi there!" The pink haired man suddenly approached. Giving me a wave as he stumbled beside the tall brunette.
"Apologies Mujo. This is Ayano Aishi, the young lady I was talking about. Miss Aishi this is my colleague Mujo Kini." Yup, he definitely looks like a girl. Is this one of those trap things I heard about?
"It's nice to finally meet you Aishi-san!" He looked me over and grinned at the taller brunette. "You're right see does seem familiar!" I do? I'm pretty sure I would remember a female looking make with pink hair... "Oh! I almost forgot! The headmaster is ready to see us!" He suddenly took off towards the door.
"Sorry our reunion had to be cut so short Miss Aishi." He suddenly grinned and leaned forward so his lips brushed against my ear, "Perhaps next time we could finally get to...know each other." I could feel myself shiver as he pulled away, a smirk placed on his face as he walked away from me into the sea of blushing and cooing females. My face feels hot again! Gosh dang it who is that man!
And what is with this weird feeling that arises when males whisper in my ear!?
I don't like it!
I can't control it!
That's it! I'm going to my locker and nobody is going to stop me!
I barely made it to class after rushing to the lockers to finally switch my stuff out. Osorō actually came to class and was texting away at his phone. Speaking of which, I should probably see about that message that Info-Kun sent me.
It's quite enjoyable listening to you talk so friendly, as well as densely, talk to Kokona however~
Looks like it wasn't that important.
The teacher came in just as I put my phone away. I won't be needing it for class anyway. She suddenly saw Osorō texting away casually on his phone and seemed to have finally mustered up the courage to talk to him. "Mr. Shidesi!" He lazily looked up at her, "Class has just started I recommend you put that away."
"See if I care." He went back to texting.
She grabbed his phone out of his hand and put her own on her hips. "See me after class!" Wow, she is really uptight. Osorō merely rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. Lazy jerk. At least he won't bug me. Guess this was my encounter with him for the day. All that's left is Amao, given how my rival for this week is mainly Amai I wonder if he is my main rival for this week..?
It's an odd way of thinking, I know. But could my theory be possible? Besides Osana and Kokona, my rivals are all club leaders. So could my male and female rivals be on the same schedule? It would make it easier to figure out who to avoid and who to eliminate. But if Amao is my rival for the day...why haven't I seen him yet?
Or dear... Is Wednesday like some sort of boys asks girl on a date kind of day? If he asks for me to do something with him today, then yes. Now I have another way of remembering who to avoid! And when to avoid them especially! But if this is the case then why can't I shake all of them off my trail? They're like annoying dogs who want attention every last second of the day! Stupid male rivals..!
I!
Like!
SENPAI!
Speaking of Senpai! I know what I'm doing after school! I'm going to go to the bookstore to find the exact same copy of that book that he loves to read all the time! That way so he doesn't feel so sad about loosing it! I'm a genius! Then I can go to his house and give it to him personally and apologize about the stupid purple hair brats attitude and get more point in his book!
Wait class is over already? "Mr. Shidesi, do you know why I took your phone away?" Great back to this argument.
"'Cause you're a bitch?" I nearly chuckled seeing the teachers face become like a deadly viper.
"You know this is unacceptable, Mr. Shidesi! You're walking on very thin ice at the moment! I'm giving you one chance to apologize for your behavior." Wow, so strict.
"Sorry for telling the truth." The teacher snapped.
"You will be staying here for lunch as well as after school!" She stormed out of the room as he lazily flipped her off with a yawn.
I finally let out a quiet chuckle, "Well that went well." He let out a bark of a laugh hearing my comment.
"Tell me about it." His grin suddenly disappeared, "Listen squirt-"
"Aw, I'm no longer a pipsqueak anymore? How comforting, the guardian of the incinerator has given me a new designation." I deadpanned as he rolled his eyes again.
"Shaddup. Just stay away from our meeting spot 'kay? Something doesn't feel right today..." He crossed his arms behind his head as he closed his eyes.
"Sure thing, Mr. Nice Guy." He 'hmph'ed at me as I got up to go eat.
"Watch it, pipsqueak. I'm not in a good mood." I shook my head at him as he settled back for another nap.
"Fine, fine. Bye." He waved lazily as I exited, into the chest of my final rival.
"Oops! Sorry about that Aya-chan!" He cupped my face with both of his hands, his eyes darting over my face checking to see if I was okay.
I gave him a grin as well, my cheeks are starting to hurt from all this excessive smiling... "It's okay, Amao-Senpai." He grinned nervously as he stood back to his full height, and clasped his hand together as he took a step back.
"I'm glad... I already feel bad enough about reopening the scabs on your knees..." He started to fidget a bit and his face flushed slightly, "Um... Actually... I came over here to ask if you would... L-like to have lunch with me?" Free food? Good, I kind of already spent all my tip from on new games and manga...
"Sure, I'd be happy too."
His face lit up with the happiest expression I have ever seen in my life. "Really? I'm glad!"
"Just let me go grab my bento com my locke-" He grabbed my hand and started to quickly lead me outside.
"Don't worry Aya-chan! I made more than enough!" More or less, this is the 'date' I was pondering about. Now that my suspicion has been confirmed I can only hope this day doesn't end badly... "I hope you like it!"
"I'm sure if it was made by you this'll be the best lunch ever." Shoot! I think I complimented him!
I felt his warm hand squeeze mine... The reason behind why was never explained... "You're too kind." I caught a glance at his face, it was almost as red as Osano's...
When we made it outside, I noticed two things. One; Amai rushing away from the confession tree winking at either of us. Two; The picnic set up at the base of the tree... Did... They plan this just for me? He's one of the sweetest guys I know... This sucks... But I can at least enjoy the moment...right? Senpai will never know if I don't tell him.
As we approached I noticed the basket of goodies waiting expectantly for us to dive into its contents... Even though it was kind of a cloudy day I could feel a warm breeze blow through, inviting us to sit down. Amao sat down and I hesitated before sitting next to him on the checkered blanket. "Are you feeling alright? You're face is a little red."
Stupid... Uncontrollable... EMOTIONS! "Y-yes, I'm fine... Its just...this is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me... You didn't have to go through all this trouble to make this."
He smiled as he gave me a plate full of goodies before grabbing one of his own. "You're so modest, Aya-chan." I could feel my mouth water seeing the beautiful array of food spread out before me. I feel like a queen. A soon to be stuffed queen. I grabbed my chopsticks before digging in, the flavors blended together beautifully! "So... What do you think?" He asked, barely even touching the food on his plate.
My emotions exploded, I believe this is excitement. "It's amazing!" He chuckled grabbing a napkin as I faced him, before gently wiping away a bit of food off the corner of my mouth.
"You are just the sweetest thing!" Me? Sweet? I don't know about that... I looked away from his gaze, about to tell him that the word sweet couldn't possibly describe me. He seemed to read my mind and gently put a hand under my chin and turned my gaze back towards his. "I mean it. From the bottom of my heart." Oh dear! Does this technically count as a confession under the tree!?
Wait, why do I care? It isn't Friday. But... Once again Senpai seemed to slip from my mind and a natural grin found its way onto my lips. His stare was warm and inviting, as if it was daring me to say something different. No doubt he would just shoot it down and once again tell me otherwise. He's the sweet person, not me.
Suddenly his eyes widened and his face flushed as well, "Ah! S-sorry! That was very forward wasn't it?" His hand moved away and I watched as he shoveled food into his mouth, much like the way I shoved ice cream into my mouth when I was embarrassed at the parlor with Osano...
I put a hand on his shoulder, he stopped shoving food into his mouth and glanced at me. "I... I'm not quite sure what to say... But...thank you. You're very kind." He gave me a sheepish grin.
"O-of course!" He looked like he wanted to say more but decided against it. "I almost forgot! Me and Amai made a strawberry shortcake! We're going to put it up for sale at our bakery!" They have a bakery? "Would you like to try a slice?"
Why not. "Sure." It was easier to grin as he reached into the basket and brought out two more little plates with a pretty tall piece of cake... That is not short. "Wait... Shouldn't it be called strawberry tallcake?" He turned to look a me with a hint of amusement in his features.
"What?" He laughed out as I tried to measure how tall this piece of cake was.
"It's almost four inches tall, that cake isn't short." He laughed again, and laid back on the blanket holding his chest as he laughed out.
"It's just what it's called Aya-chan! It's not literal!" He sat back up and smiled at me, "Although I might call it that from now on." He grinned, shaking his head. "You're quite funny Aya-chan."
"I wasn't even trying to make a joke..." Is it seriously that amusing to him?
"That's what makes it even better." He took a bite out of his cake with a calculative expression, "I'm not sure... It didn't come out quite like I thought it would..." I took a bite of my own and nearly cried out in joy.
Instead, "Mm!" I continued to devour it. "Amao-Senpai it tastes great!"
"Now you're being too kind..." He looked away in embarrassment.
"I'm not lying, everyone is going to love this!" His smile was smaller but he seemed to appreciate my true enthusiasm.
"Thank you again," He looked towards the school, "You better hurry to class, I'd hate for you to be late." What? I pulled my phone out of its pocket and looked at the time. Three minutes till class starts!?
"At least let me help you clean up." He shook his head standing up before offering me a hand, I took it gladly. He pulled me up delicately onto my feet.
"No need. It's easy clean up. Now go on! I don't want you to be late." He smiled down at me. I don't know how else to repay him for the meal, so I hugged him. He tensed beneath my grip before I felt his arms wrapped around me as well.
I let go with a grin and ran inside, not want to have to reject a early confession. That's what Kuu-chan is for. Class time seemed to zip by as I waited to escape school. Shoot! I still have to go to club today! Maybe I could lie and say I'm late for work... I don't want to lead the poor boy on... I still like Senpai more than any of them...
As I exited the classroom leaving behind a angry leader delinquent as he argued yet again with the teacher, Osano and Moi had already left thinking I was going to the cooking club. I went to my locker to grab my apron, hoping to seem like I was really interested in actually cooking today. But when I opened the door I was suprised to see a note.
Aya-chan,
Do you think you could come to the incinerator after school, Amai closed down the club for the day, she had to rush home to get ready for the opening of our bakery. I wanted to give you something while we were having our picnic but I forgot about it... I hope you can forgive me for that... It might take me a little bit to get down there I have to grab trash from my class.
See you soon, Amao.
Give me something? Unless it's the rest of that cheesecake than I'm not interested. I have to go to the bookstore... Plus Osorō told me to stay away from there... But when have I ever listened to him?
I ran outside and was surprised to see the delinquents weren't there... Maybe they didn't come because their leader is in detention? Oh well. I felt this weird queasy feeling in my stomach... Something isn't right... I knew so when I was hit in the back of the head and a blindfold was forced over my eyes. There was more than one person on top of me... The tied my hands behind my back and tied my ankles together.
"Who are you!? Why are you doing this!?" I was slapped across the face roughly, I opened my mouth to say more but instead of words coming out a gag was forced in... "MMRRMF!?"
"Shut up, Slut!" Someone kicked me in the gut, it hurt... It hurt worse than the slap... I remained strong and didn't cry out. "Who the hell do you think you are!?" I was forced up by my hair then slammed against the brick wall..! I feel so powerless..! I-... I'm scared...
"Did you see her today!? Running around snatching all of the guys from under our noses! Even the two subs were infatuated with her!" Whoever is hurting me is female... They were all female...
"You think you're so popular, don't you? Bitch!" I felt long nails rank across my face, scratching my right cheek and along my nose... It hurt less than being thrown against the wall... It stung but didn't throb like my back did...
"You're nothing like us!" Someone grabbed my left arm and flung me to the ground before stomping their heel onto the small of my back..!
"MMHMMHMMFF!" I couldn't hold it in any longer, all of a sudden I could feel nails and fists as well as feet pummel into me, they were oddly silent as they continued their onslaught, perhaps they were relishing in my screams as I struggled against my bonds. Mentally begging for it to stop...
It hurt... It hurt so bad... I'm not strong enough..! I'll never be strong enough..! I'm sorry Senpai... I'm too weak to be you're knight... Please forgive me...
I'm sorry...
"So! How'd it go?" Amai asked as I finished gathering up trash, I wish my classmates were more tidy... This place feels like a sty... "Did she like your strawberry shortcake?" I chuckled remembering her confused expression.
"She asked why it was so tall, a strawberry tallcake!" She giggled hearing about sweet little Ayano's renaming of the dessert. "But I do feel like it did go well, I think that was the happiest I've ever seen her." Amai nodded, I could see the gears turning in her head as she tapped her index finger against her chin.
"I wish I knew more about her! It's been difficult for me to get close to her..!" I smiled sympathetically at her, I knew little myself. No doubt her best friend would be able to answer all of my questions, but I'd rather not disturb him. He always seems to be easily agitated. "Then we could figure out the next step of what we should do!"
I smiled and shook my head at her. Amai has been my best friend since we were both babies. Most people would mistake us for twins. Others would try to convince us to become a couple. But we would always be siblings by bond rather than blood. I couldn't ask for a better person to be my sister. And I'm sure she thought the same of me, we were like two ingredients in a cake. You need one to make a cake, but you need both to make it good.
That's why I wish Ayano would stay with us, she's the perfect, sweetest ingredient...erm... person. I have ever met, despite her dense moments that she has she's a kind and loving soul. She's a bit shy, but at the same time outgoing. And unlike some of the other people in this school, her personality seems real. Like...others that try too hard have a sweet outside but a bitter inside. Ayano's sweet, inside and out. I do notice that she tries to remain polite with others but today... I saw that she really is a happy, humble person.
"So! What happened?"
"Well, I think she honestly seemed embarrassed that we did something like this for her. But she did appreciate the food-"
"Told you she would."
"Amai... I nearly confessed to her..." Her eyes widened, and her face went slack.
"What..?" Gosh I feel embarrassed!
"I nearly told her I like h-"
"No I get that! I meant to say why. Why didn't you?" I never thought about it that way... "Amao... There is three other guys who like her... They could snatch her away from you... You deserve to be happy Amao-nii!" She grinned at the end of her statement.
"I know... But, I don't want to rush everything upon her. Besides... I want to trust in that old myth, I know it's silly but..." I shook my head and held the bag of trash at my side. "I just want everything to be perfect." It then began to start to rain. "Speaking of perfect, you should probably head down to the bakery for the grand opening before the weather gets too bad. I'll finish up here then head out that way as well."
She sighed but nodded, "Fine... But I'm so renaming the shortcake before the opening!" I let myself laugh as she bounced out of the room, I headed outside to burn the trash. Thank goodness for the rain, that means I don't have to walk past the delinquents... I don't feel so comfortable around them.
As I walked I couldn't help but imagine Ayano walking beside me under my black umbrella. Her black hair down, and her charcoal eyes watching the world around her. Her pale skin making a stark contrast against the dark, grey world. Her delicate figure clinging to me...
Rather than laying in front of me... Broken into a million pieces... Sprawled face down on the ground... "A-Ayano..?" With a pool of blood slowly washing away from around her... "Ayano!?" From the cuts and scrapes the grimly decorated her body... "AYANO!"
I dropped my umbrella and the bag of litter as I rushed towards her sliding on the pavement next to her, I flipped her over and shakily put her head onto my knees. I brushed the hair out of her eyes with one hand and checked for a pulse with the other... I could feel it... Strong and steady... Thank the gods! She's alive!
"Amao!?" Amai..! She hasn't left yet!
"Amai! Hurry!" I saw her rush around the corner of the building, a mint green cupcake styled umbrella above her head.
"What happened!?" I could feel tears threatening to spill out of my eyes as I tried to cover her face from the rain with my body. "Oh my gosh! Who did this!"
"I-I don't know..! I just found her like this!" I felt a hot tear roll down my cheek as I stared at what looked like scratch marks on her face... Who would do this to my precious Ayano..?
"We need to get her to the hospital..!" Ayano's eyes suddenly twitched, before slowly opening. "Aishi-chan! Thank goodness! Don't worry! We're going to take you to the doctor okay?"
She winced, "No..." She gasped inbetween shaky breaths... "No...doctors..! No...hospitals..!" I grabbed her hand gently, I could feel myself choke up feeling cuts on her hands as well...
"Okay! Okay! Aishi can you tell us who did this to you?" Amai knelt down next to her grabbing her hand gently as well...
"Couldn't...see...! Was...blindfolded..!" Why would someone want to hurt such a sweet, innocent underclassman? She hasn't done anything wrong! Why..? Why!? Why! "I want... To go...home..."
"We should take her back to her parents, they'll be worried sick!" That right..! I forgot to tell Amai about her situation! Shoot... I'll have to tell her later. It's only fair.
"Amai go home and get changed... Open the bakery without me... I'm going to help out Ayano. Okay?" She shook her head, I noticed that she was crying as well. "Please Amai." She looked into my eyes, and seemed to read the depth of the situation.
"O-okay..." She squeezed Ayano's hand gently before getting up and dashing away, she was clearly spooked by this... I'll console her later. Right now I need to take care of Ayano..! I laid her down slowly onto the ground before repositioning myself so I could bend down and place a arm under her legs and back. She hissed out as I slowly stood up.
She's in so much pain..! I need to hurry! I-I have to clean the wounds! Treat them! Bandage them! I need to get her out of these wet clothes..! Oh gosh! How the heck am I going to do that!? She'll think I'm a pervert! She'll never want to see me again! She'll never like me back! Please don't take this the wrong way Ayano!
I need to hurry! Why can't I run any faster?! Why is her house so far away!?
I could see it in the distance, it slowly dawn on me that I had a whole worse problem than getting her to her house... I don't have a key to get in... Gosh! Why am I so stupid?! "Under...rock..." Ayano groaned seeing my dilemma, wait rock? Which rock? There's literally thousands of rocks. She pointed slowly to the one closest to the house.
"Thank you..." I breathed out as I knelt down as gently as I could. Flipping the rock over I found an old faded prescription bottle with a key inside it. I popped it open easily and snatched the key out. I stood up and rushed to the door, her eyes were drooping and her actions were kind of sluggish..! I need to hurry up! I opened the door and quickly rushed to the bathroom. I flipped the seat down on the toilet and sat her down on it as I rummaged through the cabinets.
Let's see, peroxide?
Check!
Bandages of all kinds?
Check!
Pain medicine?
Check!
Old wash cloth?
Check!
Cotton balls?
Check!
Okay! Time to get to work! I dampened the washcloth in the sink before slowly washing away the blood and grime off her arms and hands. She grimaced when I went over a cut or bruise but didn't fight against me or yell out in pain. She's strong. My sweet, brave little girl. I plopped the rag into the sink, then began dousing a cotton ball with the brown bottle...
"This is probably going to hurt Aya-chan..." I held her hand gently, "Grip onto me when it's bad okay?" She nodded ever so slightly, my hand shook slightly as I started dabbing at the numerous scratches. Her breathing hitched and she squeezed my hand tightly. I tried to make quick work of it, but I kept having to get new cotton balls... Slowly but surely the trash bin was overflowing with used, bloody cotton...
Eventually, we had her arms, legs, and most of her face done. Bandages covered a good majority of her skin... All that was left that was visible to me, was a pretty nasty looking cut close to her eye. I had grabbed a cotton swab instead of a ball and started to gently dab peroxide into the wound. Ayano finally let of her first cry of pain, and tears sprang to the corners of her eyes.
"Sh! Sh! It's okay..!" I held her shoulders and pulled her close to me allowing her to grip onto me tightly as I waited for the bubbling to cease. I hugged her gently. She's in so much pain... "You're okay... You're safe..." I'm never letting this happen again! I don't want her to feel this way! Slowly she pushed away from me and allowed me to put a few butterfly bandages over it to help seal the wound faster. "Is there any open wounds on your abdomen?" She shook her head slowly.
"Just bruises..." She said hoarsely... I'm going to have to get her something to drink. And eat probably as well.
"Okay... Dry off and get dressed into something comfy, okay? I'll be right back." I went into the kitchen and left her to her own devices. Maybe I should get a cold compress for her stomach, that should help if there's any swelling. Upon opening the fridge I noticed there was barely anything for me to make for her. Eggs... Bacon... Cheese... And butter...
Looks like she's having breakfast for supper. I better start working on that... When I was about halfway done she came in slowly a pair of pale purple pajamas covering her arms and legs effectively. But not the pain in her expression. Nor the crazy tangled mess on her head.
I quickly rushed back to the fridge and grabbed the cold compress out. I handed it to her, "Go lie down and put that on your stomach." She nodded stiffly and did as told. Maybe I should get a brush and try to help her out with her hair?
As I contemplated this idea I suddenly remembered the key still stuck in the doorknob, I better take care of that while her food cools a little. I quickly rushed outside and brought in the old prescription bottle as well as the key. I was about to,put the bottle down till when I noticed to who and when it was prescribed.
Ayano Aishi 01/12/05
The rest of the label was too faded to decipher, is this a clue as to why she didn't want to see a doctor? Did she have to visit them a lot when see was little? I'll have to ask her when she's comfortable. I set it down and grabbed the plate of food instead, I walked back to her room and found her laying down with a pained expression. She noticed my entrance and sat up slowly, the ice pack slide out of her shirt.
"I made an omelette and toast, would you like to have it?" She nodded stiffly, but I could see the glimmer of excitement in her eyes. I'm glad she enjoys my cooking so much. She seems to truly enjoy it whereas other people just compliment its appearance or coloration. I set it on her lap gently, she began to eat up as I went back to the bathroom to grab the pain medicine, a glass of water, and a hairbrush. When I came back I was surprised to see her already done with her food.
"It was very good, thank you." She said, keeping her focus on her hands. I smiled, she seems embarrassed. I popped open the bottle and held out a pill to her as well as the glass of water. She understood and quickly swallowed down the substance and liquid. When the glass was empty she grabbed the plate and started to get up.
"Hold on there, I'll take care of that." I took the dishes out of her hands and headed towards the kitchen, I'll clean it up before I leave. Leaving it on the counter I headed back to her room and found her stiffly brushing her hair. I chuckled and sat beside her, "May I?" Her cheeks were dusted red as she hesitantly handed me the brush. She turned around on the bed so her back faced me.
I worked through the knots gently, trying not to pull too hardly on her scalp. I do this a lot with my cousins, but with her it felt special. Even after I had it completely detangled I kept running my fingers through her hair along with the brush. It was so soft and airy. Not to mention she looked very beautiful with her hair down.
I better stop before it gets too late... I still need to clean her kitchen. "There. Now let's get you to bed." She nodded tiredly as she slipped under the covers. I pulled them up gently with a smile as her tired eyes closed. "Sweet dreams, Aya-chan." I turned off her lights as I exited, after cleaning the kitchen and returning the spare key to its proper spot I returned to her room to check on her before I left.
I knelt beside her listening to her calm, rhythmic breathing. I felt myself sigh seeing the bandages covering her face... Before I could help myself I had already placed a kiss on her forehead. Which caused her to stir. Oh Gosh! "Senpai..?"
Please don't be mad at me! "Go back to sleep Ayano."
"Don't leave me..." She wants me to stay..? "Sleep here with me..." SHE WANTS ME TO SLEEP BESIDE HER! I didn't want to upset her so I took off my shoes, socks, cooking attire, and white overshirt off. Thank goodness I had an undershirt on today... I crawled in beside her not expecting my sweet little girl to cuddle against my chest! "Goodnight..." She mumbled as she drifted back off to sleep.
What on earth am I doing?!
I wrapped my arms around her, slowly feeling myself being lulled to sleep by her warmth... "'Night Aya-chan... Love you..."
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~Lindsey