Hello there! Sorry for the slow update, but I've been quite busy... I wonder how many times I used that excuse -_- But here's the 11th chapter and I hope you like it :)
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Little by little the sky became lighter.
"Gee" Kazumi moaned while her teeth were making weird clacking sounds. "It's so cold... Why couldn't girls also have pants...? It's not really the best to wear skirts when it's cold..."
"How can it be cold, when it's almost summer?"
She made a shirt but loud squeak and jumped away.
"Hyūga-senpai!! Don't scare me like that!! Are you trying to kill me??!!!"
"There's no one who dies by a tiny surprise" he replied cold.
"But I could have jumped into the road and be run over by a car..."
"Then practically speaking, it wouldn't be my fault."
"But it was you scared me..."
"But it was you who jumped, and besides I didn't scare you. I just said that it wasn't cold."
She was about to say something, when her expression became more thinking. She held her chin, and suddenly she hit her fist down into her palm with a determined face.
"You got a point!"
'She first figuring that out now?! And she's supposed to be the famous surgeon's daughter?!' he thought to himself.
"I wonder if I'm sick..." she said and touched her forehead. "No... I don't have a fever. Maybe I don't have enough clothes on."
"What are you talking about? You're wearing what you always do."
"Not quite exactly."
He raised an eyebrow.
"So what's the difference?"
"I don't have anything under my shirt."
Immediately his face became hotter, so hot that the blood flew up to his face and enough to make him get nosebleed.
"Why don't you have anything under, you jerk????!!!!!" he scolded, making people give him a confused and surprised look.
"I ran out of clothes."
"How can run out of clothes???!!!!! You live in a freaking mansion!!! How can you run out of clothes??!!!"
"Tehe, I tried to wash it myself and in the end...it became like a doll's clothes..."
She laughed awkwardly, while Hyūga practically stood with open mouth.
'Is she a cartoon figure?!' he yelled in his mind and sighed.
"You should be more careful" he said or rather demanded. "You just end up getting sick."
"I know" she sighed/laughed, when her eyes turned up against the sky. "Heh~ It brings back memories~"
"What brings back memories?"
"What you just said. It sounded exactly like what Yukio used to say, when he thought I was too careless."
'She's practically always careless...' he thought, but he snapped out of it fast.
"Wait, when you mean Yukio, do you mean Yukio Kasamatsu, as in Kaijō's Kasamatsu?!"
She nodded with a smile.
"We used to be best friends when we were kids. But then he moved to the Kanto region and we lost contact... But yesterday we met again! And that I can thank you for!"
"Me?"
"Yes! If you hadn't invited me to see you guys practice, I wouldn't have ever met Yukio again. I'm truly grateful, senpai!"
'The reason I invited her, was because I was afraid she would destroy the town if I didn't...' the thoughts said I his mind.
"So" he started while they walked. "How did you and Kasamatsu-san met each other?"
"You really interested in knowing that?" she asked surprised.
"O-Only because I'm interested in if there's something we can use against them."
"You sound just like Aida-senpai..."
"Will you stop comparing everything with something complete opposite?!!"
"I'm sorry!!!!!"
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9 years earlier
Kasamatsu walked into the schoolyard with his mom, seeing his old school mates from the year before stand and have fun.
"See you later" he waved and walked fast over to the other boys. But something caught his eyes on his way. A little girl with white hair, extremely light blue eyes and wore clothes like every girl did.
"Look at her" one of the boys whispered. "She doesn't have any parents with her."
"They probably abounded her, because she looks like a ghost."
They laughed, but Kasamatsu just kept looking at her. No one was around her. Like there was a barrier around her, making it impossible for anybody to approach her. But something amazed him. The light from the sun made her hair glitter and made a white frame around her like she was the only thing that where clear. She didn't look like a ghost like the boys said. She looked like an angel.
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After a few weeks, it felt like always. As Kasamatsu walked down the schoolyard, he heard boy laughs coming a bit further ahead. He walked closer but already knew who and what it was. They were bullying the white haired girl again.
"Come on ghost!" one of the boys laughed and poked to her with a stick. "Why don't you become invisible, and disappear?!"
She gave no answer.
"You want to disappear don't you?! Why wouldn't you, when your parents abounded you?! They probably thought you were a freak show, with that look!"
Still no answer.
"Ha! Maybe she so stupid she can't even speak! Your parents leaved yo-"
"Leave her alone!!"
They looked behind them, and there stood Kasamatsu. His face was serious and more mature than usual.
"This is none of your business, Kasamatsu!" the boy scolded annoyed. "Or are you a girl and on her side?!"
"She hasn't done anything! So stop picking on her!"
"Look at her! She's a frea-!"
And suddenly, he got a leg kicked at his face but for his luck it missed, or else he would have to get sewed everywhere on there.
"I've had enough of your crap" she said and took her leg back down. "One more word, and I'm gonna send you to the hospital. And I don't care if you tell your mom. That's just proofs that you are nothing but talk and will run to your mamma, whenever you don't get things your way. Now, leave before something bad happens. Senpai."
Their eyes were widened to double size, and in matter of seconds they were running for their lives. Kasamatsu on the other hand wasn't scared. He just looked at the girl, who just had been scary and cool, sit on the ground; hugging her legs and crying. Slowly, he moved closer to her, and before he knew it, he was sitting right beside her and patting her head.
"Don't cry" he comforted.
She sniffed the snot away.
"W-Who are you?" she asked.
"I'm Yukio Kasamatsu from class 3" he answered. "What about you?"
"I'm Kazumi. Kazumi Daisuke. From class 1..."
They sat for some time, when she suddenly asked "do you want to be friends?"
At first he didn't know what to answer, but in the end he nodded still with a surprised expression.
"Then" she said and jumped up. "Let's play. Yukio!"
"Y-Yukio? No honorifics?"
"It sounds too formal when we're friends! So let's jump directly to first name! Just like they do in America! And Europe! Or any other part of the world... Now I think about it, why do we in Japan have to be so formal?"
Suddenly she began to rabble about honorifics, and he just stood and had no idea what she was talking about. Not a single clue. What a mood change. But for one reason, he just felt happy. Because he found a friend, who was different than everyone else. She was herself.
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Back to present
"So that's how you two became friends? Now that sounds like something from a movie. A very clichè-ish movie" Hyūga said with a straight face.
"It was you who wanted to know, how we knew each other" Kazumi said.
"But we can't use something that happened almost a decade ago. Though, he sounds like he's been the same guy since elementary school."
"Yup, that's Yukio. He will and forever be the same Yukio I've always known and always be my friend."
Finally they stood in front of the school.
"I think that I stand a bit outside" she said.
At first, he raised an eyebrow. Just a second ago she said she froze and the next she wants to be outside? But he ignored it and waved.
"Then, I'll see you later, Kazumi" he said and walked into the school.
She waved back with a big smile. But when he looked away, her smile disappeared.
"Who am I kidding...? I'll never forgive Yukio for what he did. Never. Never."
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What is it Kazumi can't forgive Kasamatsu for? And why does she act like everything is fine? Find out in the next chapters ;)
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