Secrets, Socials, and Seigaku

Chapter 18

I was actually kind of jealous at how quick they got him to open up too. When I first met him it took him at least two weeks just to get him to look at me. Then it took two more weeks to get him to at least insult me. Needless to say I thought it would be impossible to live with him. But then one day he saw me playing tennis with his dad, Nanjiro. After that Echizen and I played each other and or friendship only went up from there. I smiled to myself at the nostalgia.

Suddenly I ran into Echizen and took a couple steps back. I looked up angry. “Oy Echizen, if you’re going to stop at least give me a warning! I Could of hurt myself!” I shouted. 

He looked down at me before looking somewhere else and holding his hand out. I was shocked at this gesture and didn’t move. After he noticed that I wasn’t grabbing his hand he looked down at me. “Well?” he said pushing his hand in my face.

I looked at it skeptically. “Did you spit on it or something?” I asked.

A vein grew on his forehead and he hit the back of my head with the hand he was holding out. “No I didn’t spit in it!” he said clearly pissed.

I smiled sheepishly. “Sorry, I just didn’t expect that.” I said.

He looked down at me once again a pulled his hat over his eyes and sighed. “You still have lots of work to do.” He said exasperated. 

A vein throbbed on my head. “Oy what’s that supposed to mean?” I questioned.

He just sighed and held out his hand once again. This time I took it with no hesitation. He just turned around and continued walking. “Come on, there’s someone you have to see.” He said from over his shoulder. I watched him turn in to the walkway of a house labeled Echizen on the mailbox. I followed without questioning him. We walked around the house to the back.

“You have a tennis court at your house here too?” I asked.

He ignored me and kept walking. He had a tennis court at his last house in America too. But I guess it was understandable to have one seeing who is dad was. Echizen stopped in front of a giant bell. It didn’t look like it didn’t belong there though. You see his house was modeled as an old traditional house. It was very ‘monk-like’ if you will. Then he pointed up at the bell. “He’s up there.” He said plainly.

I looked up at the bell to see someone sleeping just under it. He was wearing old Japanese monk clothing and was sleeping with a magazine over his head. I sighed already knowing who It was. I looked over at Echizen. “May I?” I asked.

Him already knowing what I was talking about agreed. “Sure, I’m going inside to do homework. You can deal with him.” He said bored of what he knew was going to happen. 

I walked over to the bell and climbed up until I was on the concrete ledge with him. I looked over at him. He had a playboy magazine covering his face. I took it from his face and put it down beside him. I leaned over and blew in his ear. He woke up with a jolt and fell onto the floor. Which was at least a 6-foot drop. I heard him start moaning from the pain he had just gone threw. I laughed at this, which caught his attention. “You know, if you weren’t reading the dirty magazine I might have just gently woken you up. But it seems like every time I see you your doing something that just pisses me off.” I said with a deadly aura surrounding me and a smile to match. 

He slowly got up off the ground and brushed himself off. He hadn’t looked up at me yet so he still didn’t know whom I was. “You know I usually don’t go for younger girls, but I like them feisty!” he said with a smile. 

I laughed a little and he looked up at me finally seeing who had interrupted his slumber. His face blanched and he just stared. “You know you might want to rethink that last statement, ”I jumped down from the bell tower and landed on my feet. Once I brushed myself off I looked up at him. "My dad might not like the idea of an old friend of his trying to make a move on his daughter.” I said smug with myself.