.-• Kissable Scars.. •-. (Kazuscara<3) (honestly i suck at making titles)

Movies

_~ Kazuha POV ~_
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I walked into the movie theater, Scaramouche following close behind me. We had already paid for our tickets before entering.

"Do you want to get popcorn?" I asked, but he shook his head. Alright then, whatever he wants.

We headed straight into the theater we were assigned, theater 106. No surprise, there was barely anyone there. I was the one who picked out the movie, and I may or may not have picked out one with bad reviews so I could be more alone with Scaramouche. I'm going to hit on him when I get the chance.

Actually thinking about that again, it feels like I'm in some romance manga, let's not word it like that. I accidentally picked out a movie with bad reviews and not a lot of people, and coincidentally it matched up with my own motives.

I wonder what Scaramouche would say if he knew I was thinking about things like this. Would he blush? Maybe! I mean, there's a decent chance he likes me, so you never know.

We sat in our seats. I made sure to pick seats near the back rows, and there was no one in our row.

Scaramouche looked a bit uneasy, but he always looks a bit troubled, to be fair. It's like he tries to be confident, and he usually is, but you can tell he's always a little anxious about something. It's okay though, he's cuter that way.

30 minutes into the movie. Okay, this is a lot harder than I'd thought it be. For one, he hasn't even looked at me once this entire time. Two, he doesn't rest his hand on the side of the seat so it's not like I can try to hold his hand or anything. Three, he hasn't said anything about how awful the movie is! Knowing his personality, he'd be making snarky remarks about the horrible editing!

Maybe I should just admit that the movie is boring or something like that. If I can't make a move, what's the point in staying here? He's not enjoying the movie anyways.

"Hey Scaramouche... this movie kind of sucks, should we just leave?" I tried to sound as convincing as possible, and tried to act like I didn't know it would've already sucked before we came here.

"Sure, I haven't been to a movies theater in a while anyways. I forgot how much they sucked." Okay, noted. Scaramouche does not like movie theaters.

We walked out, and went to the closest bus station, the one we had been dropped off at before.

The only thing was, that since the bus had just dropped us pff 30 minutes ago, there wouldn't be another bus for a hot minute.

"Well that was a quick trip." I dryly spoke. It was pretty disappointing, I was hoping to get more action with Scaramouche.

It was already night time by now. It wasn't even the late. It was like 7:30, I'm pretty sure. Scaramouche has barely talked since we left the house. I wonder why.

"You know what, I need to give you a nickname. Ajax has one for you, but I don't!" I started to ponder. His face seemed to lighten up a bit when I mentioned nicknames. I guess he was just down about something.

Oh! "What about Scara?" And just like that, the little flicker of light on his face dissolved. Uh oh, I said something I shouldn't have, didn't I? "Oh, but if you don't like it I don't have to call you that... sorry.." I muttered the last part.

"No-! It's fine. It's just that," he seemed to brace himself before speaking again. "That's what Heizou used to call me." His eyebrows were furrowed, face scrunched into a repulsed look.

Oh.

I'm sorry, Scaramouche.

"Then I won't call you that." I tried to regain my smile. "What about... Kuni? Like your sister calls you?" His face seemed to ease up a bit.

"I don't mind that. Call me whatever you want." His face seemed softer once more. Alright then, Kuni it is. I wonder why he started going by Scaramouche in the first place, when his real name is so pretty.

I'll ask him another day. For now, I like spending this time with him.

I heard a ding come from his phone, he picked it up, opening the message. His face dropped again. Again?

"What's wrong—"

I tried to ask, but I suddenly got cut off. "I have to go, right now. I'm sorry, I'll see you tomorrow?" Without waiting for an answer, he sprinted south of the bus stop.

...What was that?

What just happened? I couldn't even get a good glimpse of the text message.

What I do know, was that it was from Heizou. This is bad. What if Heizou said something to him?

I really want to follow Kuni, but all that's going to do is make him loose his trust in me. That is, if he finds out.

So, I'm going to follow him. As long as I don't get caught, it'll be fine. I'm pretty good at sneaking around, anyways. I think. I'm pretty sure.

Let's just pray I don't get caught.

I followed Kuni. He was running, so I jogged. He seemed to be heading towards a local cafe. Not the new one, but a pretty old one.

Oh recognize it! I used to go there all the time with...

Never mind. But I used to go there a lot when I was younger. Like in elementary school.

I saw Kuni enter the cafe, so I went to a store near by. The cafe was small, and had windows, so I could see Kuni.

As I thought, him and Heizou were meeting up. I watched him sit across from Heizou at a booth, looking all stiff. Heizou seemed to have already gotten a coffee, and was drinking it.

I couldn't hear the talking, but I could see them. Scaramouche looked tense. Like really tense. Heizou pulled out his phone, showing Kuni something.

Kuni seemed even worse now. I could see his expression go blank. Just what had Heizou shown him?

This is bad.

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Guys, new chapter! Woohoo! Sorry for all the cringe and bad writing chapters 😞 anyways, see yall next chapter. (Can we pray I'll upload it within a couple of days?)