Rebels At Their Finest (Block B)

12: Acting Silly

Akito paused, bringing the shopping cart to a halt. "So, explain to me again, why are you renovating one of the rooms in your apartment?"

River sighed, dumping paint brushes and paint pans into the cart. "My cousin's been kind of intruding on Kyu Ree's privacy, so I wanted to make her room somewhere she'd actually want to be," She explained, sliding between him and the cart and beginning to push it down the aisle towards the paint counter. "I just don't want her to hate staying with me."

Akito walked beside her silently, clearly thinking about the situation. "Where does she typically stay?"

"My living room." River answered, and Akito made a face. "She prefers the couch. She says its comfier than a bed." River shook her head. "Kyu Ree is a strange one."

Akito laughed. "No, she's great." River turned towards him, making a face. "I knew her prior to performing the other night. She might be a positive influence on you, River."

River gasped, turning towards Akito entirely and smiling. "Are you suggesting I'm a bad influence?"

A small, cat like grin spread across Akito's face, and he walked to the front of the cart, grabbing it and tugging it behind him as he moved down the aisle. "No, I'm saying you're a bad influence." He said, shaking his head, send his long black hair in a frenzy. "You seem dangerous, River."

She laughed. "He says after knowing me for, what, two days?"

Akito turned towards her and winked. "I can just feel it, rising off you." River frowned, crossing her arms over her chest. "Or maybe it's how often you make that face. Only bad influences can pull off that whole pout-until-I-get-what-I-want thing."

"So now you're calling me spoiled."

He winked again, and then turned, tugging the cart with him again. River watched him walking, taking in his appearance. It astounded her that, when she met him, he looked like any teenager, in a crappy flannel and tattered, grungy clothes, and then take her on a date dressed in incredibly well suited clothes. And now, only a few hours of being dressed well, he'd changed into more grungy clothes. And he made them look good.

He was wearing a black band shirt, which looked a little big on his thin stature. The front had thousands of colors on it, and the back had the words 'WORLD TOUR' written on it. Around his waist was a red and black flannel, which he had been wearing but had since taken off, and pair with it he wore a pair of black skinny jeans, which hugged his legs nicely. There was a hole on the knees, and they looked worn. On his feet, he wore high top converse that also looked worn and tattered. It made River smile. He was cute, and he wasn't even trying.

Kyu Ree stood in the small kitchen in Block B's dorm, P.O. at her side, and she hurriedly did the dishes. "You know," P.O. started. "The other's are going to hate me for not being able to stop you."

Kyu Ree shrugged her shoulders. "It's the least I could do, since you guys are letting me stay here." She said lightly. The others were getting ready for bed, so Kyu Ree had figured she'd clean a little for them, and then P.O. happened out to get a glass of water, but Kyu Ree refused to stop cleaning.