Mikey x that one guy from episode 9 (Ryohei Hayashi)

Chapter 3

(A day later) POV: Mikey

I take a stroll around, walking up and down streets, today I meet with that weird boy from two days ago, I do wanna know what he's like when he's not all angry and running away. I lift my fingernail and chew just thinking. My thoughts end up wandering to snacks, I am kinda hungry and in need of a snack. 'Maybe a cookie, or pizza, or frozen yogurt-no actually not, frozen yogurt is just "cheap" ice cream'  I decide that I'll order something off of the kid's menu at my favorite restaurant. So I go there. I take a booth and sit, I order and wait bored and sleepish. 

DINGGGGGGG LING DINGGG

 I don't look up, it's just the stupid sound of the door being opened after all. They sit in the booth in front of me, still being all bored, I listen to their order, and that's when I hear a voice that sounds kinda familiar, it's a he, and he orders a milkshake. The time is just 9:45 PM. I look up and my eyes meet his. 'It is him.' I think to myself. 

"Aren't you the guy who told me to meet you in the park or something?" 

"Yup, that's me," I mumble, still eating my food a little. 

"Since, I'm already here, and we're already meeting can we do the talk so I can go home?"

"Damn, wanna escape or do you just have a curfew?" 

"Curfew, technically 6PM."

I swallow my food, but shake my head 'no'. The other boy frowns. "It's important cos I'll show you like a bunch of things you should know."

"Very descriptive."

I shrug my shoulders, after all, it's not my time I'll be wasting and it's not my curfew I'll be sneaking out on. I personally think a curfew is absolutely lame. He moves over a booth to sit in mine, across from me. I look at his order and judge it. "A strawberry milkshake and a cookie? Not bad."

"You cannot be judging me with that burger."

"It's gooooood."

"A boring burger?"

 I frown and munch. From there we ate and talked, just normally about normal things like opinions of food and how my order was so much better than his. It was actually entertaining, maybe it was the fact I was totally sleepy and bored out of everything but I just talked and talked passionately, this was usual as the leader of Toman, I hardly showed this kind of weak behavior with subordinates. Two hours pass and it's now about 11 PM, finally it is the time we agreed on meeting at the park, I make him pay the bill and we exit, heading to the park.

"So what are the things you're gonna show me? Or teach me, I don't remember." He looks over, asking me as I walk only one or two steps ahead. 

"Same thing, and just wait." He nods and shrugs. We get to the place and I show him around, where meetings typically take place, where some of our gang usually are, then I show him to the place where his uniform is. "And this one is yours."

"You guys have a uniform, black and yellow."

"Yep, wear it."

"Now?!"

"Next time."

"Oh, good." He sighs, I yawn, it is kinda late, and I am kinda sleepy still, this is very boring. He takes the uniform and looks at it, viewing it, and letting his eyes roam. I lean my back against the wall and cross my arms over my chest, pressing one foot against the wall. "So is this all? I didn't expect to get so much from the leader of the whole gang."

"I was bored and needed a walk."

"That's good, I hear that walking and stuff makes you taller." I give him a glare after he says that. He has really gone there. I frown. 5,3 is not that short.

"No way, are you honestly that slow?"

"Yeah, I'm kinda a dumbass, I got a 2% on a test like yesterday."

"Of course." I sigh. Time passes and we talk some more, mostly about how he's an actual idiot, but also some of how his life is going. Still at the back of my mind, I ask myself how could I be so open like this with someone like him, not only is he lower than me but he's just immaculately stupid. Despite it all, we walk around talking on and on. The time is now about 1 AM.

"Yeah, and that's where I live, see that house right there? That's mine." He points up to an average-small-sized house with a second story. 

"Damn, imagine what your parents would do if they found out you were here wayyyy past curfew." 

"Oh, I don't have parents, just a mom."

"Hm? Why?"

"Our dad died, he was very sick."

"Who else lives with you guys?"

"Mom and little brother." He says counting using his fingers.

"I wanna see your room. Show me." I state and he looks up confused for a moment. "Show me." I say yet again. 

"How?"

"By going inside."

"My mom will wake up."

"Sneak me in."

"No. What? Ughhhh, fine, but it's not even that worth it." He groans but leads me to the side of his house. He climbs on top of a shed room thingy and opens the window, he turns, leans down, and reaches his arm down. He wants me to grab it. I'm sure I could get up there myself but I take his hand, it feels so warm and soothing yet potent and firm. I hold it as he aids me up. Once I'm up, we're real close together, his hand still in mine. 'Ew' I think mentally, I let go and head toward the window, looking in and taking a good peak, I enter first, and he follows. 

"It's lame." 

"What?! Oh-We have to keep our voices down, we might wake someone. But still, I literally told you it was not worth sneaking into, you didn't listen." I ignore him and go sit on the bed, everything here is so plain, there's nothing on the walls, no books, no magazines, no nothing, just a casual bedroom. I am quite sleepy so I yawn again.

"Get better stuff."

"It's not that easy."

"Then take or trade," I state. He groans, and we then talk again as we had this whole night, he sits down on his desk chair as I now lay horizontally on the bed. Eventually, around 4:00 AM we end up falling asleep by accident.