Leek-Flavored Ice Cream (Kaito x Miku)✓

Eight. I Found A Way Out... And Dell.

Edited.
Picture is not mine. Full credits to the owner.

Meiko's PoV

"KYAAA!!!"

I laughed as I heard Miku's voice. She must've fallen into one of the pitfall traps I found. I laughed harder when I think about death. Her death sounds pretty sweet right now.

I walked around and see Kaito, sitting alone on a bench. He looks really worried, waiting for someone. That's going to have to be a while. I took a sip of my sake and wrapped my arms around him from behind.

"Kaito-baby." A smirk tugged my lips as he turned and looked at me. "Whose house are we going to f-ck in and what time."

"Go away." He has a look of disgust on his face. I laughed at his cuteness.

"But bae, I lo-" I started to speak but then he stood up.

"SHUT UP!!" He yelled. "Quit calling me this 'bae' 'cause I'm certiantly not sh-tty."

"But but... 'bae' means 'Before Anyone Else.'" I took another sip from my bottle, a large grin on my face.

"Pffft. Yeah right." He scoffs at me. "Get off of my face!!"

He tried to push me away. I take a swig of my sake and leaned in to kiss him. Although I can feel his anger, I decide to stick my tounge in and laugh. Kaito shoves my face away from his, but it just makes me want more.

"I f-cking love you, Kaito." I say, my hands now around his waist, messing with his belt.

"I f-cking hate you, Sakine." He scowls, grabbing my hands from his pants and pushing me away.

"I'll see you tonight." I lean in and blew on his ear, whispering, "in my bed. Ahh~" He wipes his ear and I walk away. I smiled. Miku wouldn't be getting back any sooner, so I can't abuse her.

I won't let this cockroach interfere with our love.

Miku's PoV

I can't hear my voice anymore; I'm drained from screaming.

F-cking trap.

I sighed, not knowing what to do. The light above me is fading as I descended into the darkness.

It's dark.. and lonely... Why did I run off again..?

The soft fabric of Kaito's scarf was not in my hands. Well, sh-t. I start overreacting at the possibilities. What will he do when he finds out that I don't have is scarf? Will he reject me? Is our friendship over? I sobbed silently.

I stopped my sobbing and calmed down. Crying won't solve this.. I looked down into the darkness beneath me. Everything is pitch black and I can only make out a hand.

Wait.. a hand?

I reached my hand out to the hand. It pulled me over the ledge and I fell on top of something.. someone. I set up to see a familiar pair of blood-red eyes looking down on me a strands of silver-white hair brushes my face.

It's Dell. Delle Honne.

Out of all of the people, it's Dell that saves me. I look up at him, his face is a straight line and his eyes pierce through mine. Though he may not act like it, a small tint of pink could be seen on his cheeks.

Dell sighs, sitting up and grabbing my hand. He yanks me up from the ground and stands up. I take a good look at him. His white, long-sleeved shirt (don't ask me why he's wearing a long-sleeved shirt. I don't know either..) is wrinkled and untucked from his black pants. His tie isn't even secured properly around his collar.