Story Untold // Kisaki Tetta

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• Welcome

The sound of my phone ringing woke me up. The same familiar voice called on me for something stupid again.

"Where are you? Late again, I suppose." The voice said in an irritating tone. I can barely stand his stupidity if I'm being honest.

"Shut up, dunce face. I'll be there in 30 minutes. Tell Kisaki to not wait on me. You guys can head on first. I'll be there eventually." I stood up as I talk on the phone and proceeded on fixing my bed and doing my routine.

"How about I tell Kisaki to go on first, and me picking you up. How's that sound, Darling?~"

"If only he were to call me that, I'd gladly accept. Also, no." I huffed. He wouldn't. Clearly impossible to be exact. I hang up on the phone and rushed to the bathroom to take a shower.

10 minutes.

After I washed myself up, I dried my hair for a bit at least and hopped on my uniform.

10 minutes.

Food? I'll just get one when I'm with them. I grabbed my bag and finally went outside.

"20 minutes. 3 minutes wasted when you talked to me after you said 30 minutes. That makes it 23 minutes. Good job!~" That stupid smirk he's wearing in his face again. Hanma, leaning in his stupid motorbike, and carrying some random black lunchbag. "Got some brunch for ya."

"I remember telling you to not- y'know what, nevermind." I scowled at him and sat on the back of his motorbike anyways. He stared at me in a great extent as he saw me grab the lunchbox and eat it at the back of his bike. "Thanks." I pecked his cheek. In a friendly way of course. Although he's annoying, he's actually pretty sweet. I'm saving my first lip kiss for Him, though.

His face was flustered but ends up with him hiding it with a cheeky smile. "Delicious?"

"Mhm!(yes)" and I nodded. Happy, cause I was hungry.

"Kisaki's at the Haitani household today. Not sure if you can come with him. He told me to take you out." I scooted over so he can sit in his seat as soon as he does that, he immediately started the engine.

"Oi, hold on, will 'ya? I'm still eating, y'know."

"Hey, for YOUR information, Missy, I MADE those FOR you." He looked at me intensely as he stiffened his words at me. "Seriously, you're pretty ungrateful. Giving me such attitude? Eh, how dull." He scoffed.

"I didn't even- ugh. Yeah, thanks." I rolled my eyes at him.

"So what's with you sitting pretty in my bike now after saying you don't wanna take a ride with me, hmm?~"

"Ah." I removed myself from his bike seat and continued walking to my destination without saying a thing.

"Adios!" I said while waving my hand at his far distance.

Walk.

Walk.

Run.

Stopped. My footsteps stopped.

I sighed. "What?" I didn't bother to look back assuming it was just that dobe again and caught up to me.

"Still hasty as ever?"

Surprisingly different yet familiar voice.

I chuckled.

"Kazu!!" I attacked him with a hug

"It's been a while, yeah?" He lets go from my embrace.

"Most definitely. Anyways, is that Hanma?" He pointed at a distance just to see Hanma driving towards us.

"Oi, Kazutora. Out of jail now, are we?" He teased.

"I was just house grounded. For fucks sake, Hanma."

"Pfft- oW!" as he rubs the area that's been hit.

A small rock was thrown on Hanma's head.

"Mitsuki, Hanma. I've been waiting." 

A resting bitch face joined the chat.

"Ne Kisaki, no need for rocks to be thrown on someones head y'know."

"Kazutora, what's your business with them?" Kisaki asked.

"Nothing really. I just happen to stumble upon Mitsuki while I was heading to the convenience store."

"If that's the case, then hopefully your conversation is over now. We need to get going." Kisaki signaled us to come with him.

"Ah- then, bye Kazu..I guess..?"

He waved goodbye to me anyways.

We walked away following Kisaki and headed towards a car.

"Oi, oi. So you're saying you two are gonna be loveydoves in your car, while I do the convoying?" Hanma asked Kisaki.

Hanma in "disbelief".

Kisaki in his same old resting bitch face. Emotionless and well stood like a pole.

"...."

Hanma received no replies from Kisaki.

"Well then, holy shit that's great." Can't tell if he's sarcastic about that or what. Hanma then eventually walked to his bike to ride it. "So we goin' or nah?"

"Kisaki..A CAR?? You're 15! Really?! Who's driving this shit?! I sure am not and so are you!-" I was cut off when Kisaki just aggressively grabbed my hand and led me inside of the car and opened the door for me, revealing another man inside the drivers seat.

Me and that random man made an awkward eye contact as soon as Kisaki closed the door on me.

No one bothered to tell me the man's name. Not even himself, not even Kisaki.

I didn't bother to ask as well.

"School." Kisaki commanded.

"Yes, sir."

Not to mention Kisaki is awkwardly beside me.

"Why aren't you in the front seat?" I asked.

no response.

A knock on the car window divided my attention.

Just Hanma.

Kisaki rolled down the window and waited for a voice to speak out.

"So...where are we going?" Hanma asked.

"School uniform, lunch bags, and books. Yeah, we're gonna go clubbing." Sarcastic Kisaki as always.

"Why did you bother to take a car ride when us three can just fit in my bike?" He jokingly whined.

"I don't wanna go smelling like smoke and shit before I even start studying." He rolled the window up, not even waiting for another dumb response from Hanma.

"Let's go." Again, he commanded.

The whole ride to school just went on quite. The school is a little too far away from point A so the awkwardness felt more heavy.

Kisaki's just reading his book silently.

"How are you not having motion sickness while reading? Is that our math book too?"

"Noisy shithead."