Love Grows (Where My Shuichi Goes)

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I Left the school. School for me was boring. Not because it's hard no because I'm too good for it. I don't even pay attention in class, I can just buzz through the homework and tests super easily. And no I don't mean I know everything, I just understand and pick up on concepts easier than others. I only know what I'm being taught like everyone else.

The sidewalk was wet. I could feel my shoes becoming wetter with every set. My socks were completely soaked.

Luckily though, my uncle's house was only half a mile away from the school so I had no problem getting there.

I walked up the porch, took off my shoes, and, walked through the door.

My uncle looked as though he was doing paperwork before I entered the door because papers were scattered across the table and he had his glasses on.

He looked up at me as soon as I shut the door.

He shot a quick smile at me. "Hey, Kokichi. How was school?" He asked curiously.

I half-smiled. "It was good."

He nodded.

I walked passed him to the garage. I had to get my bed frame and dresser.

When I walked in though, they weren't there.

I walked back into the house, confused.

I walked back into the kitchen. "Hey, do you know where my stuff is?" I asked.

My uncle nodded. "Yeah, I already put it in your room."

"Oh... Thanks." I thanked him.

"Mhm."

I kinda wanted to put my stuff back myself but whatever.

I walked to my room. Yes, my bed had already been put on the bed frame. Also, my dresser was put back together.

I opened the dresser door to find it empty. I sighed. "I guess I have to put my clothes back in there myself." I thought.

I unzipped one of my bags. This one had all of my clothes that aren't my school uniform.

I neatly opened the top drawer and emptied out the bag. I didn't have that many clothes which wasn't a problem for me because I don't need to pick out an outfit every day because I wear a uniform to school.

I quickly finished unpacking my clothes.

Next was my bed which already had new sheets on I just needed to put the blanket on it.

I grabbed my blanket from off of the ground and placed it on the bed.

Next I got my other bag which had all of my other stuff like posters and art supplies. I also had my pride flag in it.

It's a pink purple and blue colored flag. I'm bisexual.

No shame in it honestly.

I hung my flag up along with my posters and put away all of my other stuff.

**

Soon enough I got called for dinner.

"Kokichi, come eat!!" My uncle called.

"Coming!" I responded.

I walked down the hallway and to the kitchen.

On the table I saw a big tray of lagsuna. Oh. Wow. My parents never usually cooked dinner. I had to fend for myself most of the time so this was a bit suprising.

I sat at a seat with a plate in front of it.

I sat down. 

 "Do you want me to cut a slice for you?" My uncle asked.

I nodded my head and handed him my plate. He cut a fairly big slice and ploped it on the plate. Then, he handed it back to me.

"Thanks." I said.

"Mhm."

I dug my fork into the slice and plopped it into my mouth.

He did the same. I think this is a good time to tell him what I'll be doing this weekend.

"Hey uncle?" I asked.

He looked up from his plate. He cleared his throat. "Yeah? What's up?" He responded.

I cracked my kuckles. "So me and a couple of friends were planning on going to the movies this weekend."

He smiled. "Kokichi it's Monday. You know what whatever, you got a girlfriend to go with?" He asked.

I shook my head. "No and why are you assuming I like girls?" I asked. 

He stared blankly at me. "Wait you're gay?" He asked.

"No, I'm bisexual." I said. I didn't think there was a problem with it.

He nodded his head. "Ok.. Do you have a boyfriend to go with...?"

"Ew no that's gay." I remarked.

He looked confused. "But you... What? Wait uh-"

I chuckled. "No but I do like someone. I think I dunno."

"OOOO Who's your crush???" My uncle asked if he were a middle school girl.

I put my arms behind my back. "His name is Shuichi."


A/N: Hey bitches and bros and non bianary hoes. Did you like that chapter? Huh? Awnser? You better of. /hj

Song receomdation: Love Grows (Where My Roesmary Goes) By Edison Lighthouse


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