Explosive Pottery

Feelsy Fiasco

[A/N: warning for Ishimaru experiencing some major self esteem issues and an anxiety attack. Also Buckle up kiddies we're going on a feels trip]

The next morning, Kiyotaka was up, bright eyed and bushy eyebrow'd. He arrived at the sub station, rather early as per usual. He was waiting for the train to come, and when it pulled into the station he stepped on. Among the faces, he was sure he saw Mondo's. He didn't know if his eyes were decieving him or not, so he stayed put. That is, until he was accidentally shoved back and hit another person. He braced himself for a harsh impact.

True to his word, due to leaving his bike at the school he'd have to take the subway again, only he was online this time. It wasn't the same as the day before though. It wasn't as... exciting, if you could even call something like this exciting?? With a gruff sigh, he kept eyes peeled for a seat, until come commotion just behind him caused him to turn- and there he was. He dared to smile to himself before realising what was going to happen, and with a harsh shove of a few people, he managed to grab Ishimaru's wrist and then pull him to his feet. "...Mornin' to you, too."

Ishimaru flushed brightly. "Thank you (again) Mondo. Oh wait, good morning!" He rambled on, and then stood up. "How has your morning been? Good, I hope! Did you get enough rest? " He tried to ignore the lingering ghost of Mondo's touch ln his hands but only caused him to get more flustered.

"Yeah, 'course. What 'bout you? Ya sleep well?" He quickly shoved his hand out of sight, just so he could run his fingers over one another in order to recover that feeling that happened just moments ago. It was a nice feeling, strangely.

"Yes, thank you for asking!" Truth be told, he didn't get all that much sleep. He was too busy thinking about the days events, but he got enough that he could function well. "I didn't think we'd see each other this soon! I mean, I know you have to ride the subway today, but the odds of us meeting like this didn't seem to be that high! "

"Yeah, pretty damn lucky, right? Heh... s'fine though. I don't mind." How daring he was feeling as he smiled again, only meaning to be to himself but... it was plain to see he was happy about this.

Kiyotaka laughed like the sound of tiny bells tinkling; shy and in a short burst. "Well, well, well! You certainly seem happier than you were yesterday. What has gotten you in such high spirits, if I may ask?"

"Ack, er, n-nothin'... doesn't matter." Shit, not what he wanted. He suppressed his smile but still had the same fluttery feeling in his chest that he'd had since their first encounter the day before.

"Oh, okay. You know how you have some classes with me? Well, I was thinking, maybe if you actually went to class you could sit by me. I could even help you with the work." Kiyotaka blurted out, staring at Mondo's chest. He really was built, wasn't he?.. No, Kiyo, stop that this instant. You shouldn't be thinking of your classmate in such a way.

"Eh, I'm not gonna do that. Don't wanna be any trouble." Especially after everything that happened yesterday. Gaze trailing back, he noticed the hall monitors fixation and quickly looked away again, cheeks flushing, though he said nothing in protest.

Two giant red apples flickered up to meet the biker filled with confusion. "Trouble? How would you have been any trouble? If anything, I'm sure you'll only have a little work to do." Was he making sense? Probably not. Did he care? Sort of. Was he gonna try to fix what he just said?..... Probably not. Ishimaru felt another push to his back and he fell forward again. His arms shot out almost mechanically. This time he latched onto the nearest thing as tight as he could..to open his eyes to find he was hugging Mondo. Again.