Begin Again • Kyojuro Rengoku

|Chapter 34|

CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR:

It's not only the large amount of school-related stuff, that has (Y/N) swarmed during the past few weeks, that made the following days unpleasant and dreadful.

Vivian was always there, clinging to Kyojuro like an obsessive koala, wherever she went and whenever she even so much as glanced in his direction.

She didn't like the sight.

Vivian's constant desire to tag along wasn't something Kyojuro particularly liked.

As their brief reconnection was essentially an accident, he wished to forget about it.

Flashback: FR Chapter 32

As Kyojuro exited his vehicle, his face was crimson from the heat radiating from his body, and his forehead was drenched with sweat.

Although he hesitated saying it, the fever he contracted was gradually getting worse by the minute.

Even the prospect of making the 30-minute drive back to Mitsuri's house worried Kyojuro, thinking that he wasn't able to make it back in time.

"H-Hello. I'd like to buy this particular cake, please."

Fortunately, the salesperson at the front of the small bakery saw him enter and bought the cake without making any indication that he had a fever, and she quickly wrapped it up for Kyojuro.

"Alrighty! Thank you for your purchase, sir!"

Kyojuro exited the establishment with cake in hand. He could feel his head growing lighter with each step, and he had to grip on the door handle tightly to prevent himself from falling.

His stomach dropped as soon as he heard this nosy, familiar voice. Kyojuro was not in the mood to deal with her as the previously mentioned voice came across as chatty and animated.

'Oh no— Not her again. I don't have time for this!'

"Kyo? Is that you?"

If Kyojuro could, he would've face palmed right then and there.

But he only had the satisfaction of doing it subconsciously as he heard heels clicking closer and closer to his direction.

Infront of him stood a slim girl of more than average height.

Long, golden hair tied up in a ponytail, and a hat larger than her face was sitting promptly atop her head.

The woman had a huge smile as she beams down at Kyojuro to take a closer look at him, "Oh, Gosh! It is you!"

As she was about to open up her arms for Kyojuro to accept, she was gingerly denied as Kyojuro puts his hand up. "No, Vivian. We can't hug."

That left Vivian rather disappointed, but her scowl was quickly washed away with a smile, "Are you still upset about what I did? It was a practical joke, Kyo! Plus, it's been years since we last seen each other!"

Kyojuro couldn't even fathom, much less remember the scenario she was talking about.

He merely shook his head then replied, "I don't know what your talking about, but I'm kind of under the weather. I don't want you catching my fever."

"Aww! I knew you still cared— B-but, hang on. Why are you out here with a fever? How on earth are you going to drive back home?" Vivian then asked.

She had a point. Kyojuro was in no state to do a thirty minute drive back to Mitsuri's place, yet he wasn't going to admit that to her.

Vivian's question was answered with silence, and she immediately got the memo. An idea struck her, and her brows wriggled suggestively.

"I can help! I don't have anything else going on, Kyo. I can drive you back, just like old times." She offered, emerald green eyes twinkling with delight.

Kyojuro wasn't too fond of the idea, not after the fiasco that happened to them during their boarding days.

And at first, Kyojuro denied her advances.

"I can take care of myself. I'm sure you have other plans on your hectic schedule." He waves a hand at her dismissively.

Vivian was persistent, not backing down without a fight. "I'm worried about you, Kyojuro. Plus, I can't go on with my day knowing that your having a bad fever. I don't want you dying on me!"

"I can still drive, Vivian."

"Please, Kyo. I insist! Plus, we're headed to the same direction. I need to pass some transfer admission papers, and you just made my life easier. I don't need to commute!"

Kyojuro didn't know how he ended up in this predicament.

Vivian sat behind the steering wheel, humming to the sound that was blasting off of the radio.

A wide smile plastered on her face as her eyes focused on the road, but she couldn't help but glance at Kyojuro every once in a while.

While their history may be vague from Kyojuro's memory, you could say that they were once close friends.

Mitsuri introduced Vivian to Kyojuro during their boarding years, and the two immediately clicked.

Kyojuro saw her as a good friend, who's always ready to help him or Mitsuri whenever there was a problem.

But hidden beneath that enthusiastic and cheery behaviour, Vivian had a lot more in store.

Adolescent Kyojuro hadn't notice the way she acted towards him.

How her hands would touch him seductively or teasingly, till he'd feel the absolute discomfort prickling on the nape of his neck.

How she'd brag to her other friends how she got "The hottest boy on campus." wrapped around her fingers like a doll.

How they were practically friends with benefits at that point.

Kyojuro didn't like that, not one bit. And when Vivian confessed his love for him, he made sure that she knew his thoughts.

But unfortunately, the feelings still linger. Vivian might be some deranged person, but she still absolutely cares for Kyojuro with all of her heart.

Even after years of not having any sort of contact or communication with him, she was still head over heels in love.

After a while of driving, Kyojuro had managed to take a small nap.

And when he fluttered his eyes opened, he was surprised to see that they already passed by Mitsuri's place and was heading towards his home.

"O-Oh shoot! Wait, that's my stop!"

"You should've said that before you passed out on me. Also— You are drenched in sweat, Kyo. I need to get you back home."

And that's how (Y/N) ended up seeing the sight of a practically shirtless Kyojuro, with Vivian on top of him.

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Also y'all, the next chapter is going to be the last one kekeke. Im ending this on a cliffhanger.