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It had been several days since Haru and Sousuke had been texting one another. The simple, and straightforward messages made it easy for the two to communicate. Since neither were one for small talk, they only texted for a few minutes each day. They established a no-phone call policy unless it was deemed an emergency. Haruka couldn't afford his parents hearing him and mentally thanked Yamazaki for being so anti-social. Sousuke had asked how Haru was going at his new school, to which he informed him of Taekun Yagnima, who had immediately attached himself to the ravenette.

"We got swim practice after school." Taekun nudged Haru's elbow merrily. He noticed the boy's phone and quickly snatched it with no protest from Haruka- who was staring out the window with an undisturbed gaze. Taekun smiled mischievously at the faraway look on the freestyle swimmer's face, before turning to the phone. It buzzed in his hands.

Yamazaki: I know you said no texting in school hours, but Tachibana is becoming suspicious. He knows something's up.

Taekun rose a brow in interest. "Who's Yamazaki?"

That seemed to catch Haru's immediate attention and soon found Taekun dangling the phone in front of his face. The names Yamazaki, and Tachibana, had Haruka's heart-pounding ever so slightly. He fumbled with the phone after swiping it away from Taekun. The blonde watched in amusement as Haru's fingers typed at lightning speed. Taekun placed his head in his hands and gazed at the ocean blue eyes staring holes through his mobile.

"Is he your boyfriend?"

The phone clattered onto the table and Haruka gave Taekun a ridicule glance before he abruptly sobered. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Taekun was smirking, one brow raised, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "No reason."

Haru was about to retort when his phone buzzed and was quick to dismiss the mockery face of his new friend.

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Sousuke kept catching Makoto's eye; his green eyes narrowing as if he was trying to read his mind. Sousuke was no Haruka, so it was almost impossible for Makoto to get any thread of information. Today was joint practice, and Sousuke wanted to hide in the deepest hole he could find. He never knew how intimidating Tachibana was when he needed to be. The past few days Makoto never seemed to leave Sousuke's line of sight. He could feel the suspicions seeping from the backstroke swimmers' body, and the word 'guilty' involuntarily etching its way onto Sousuke's skin. He had asked Haruka several times if he was sure about not telling anyone, especially Tachibana, and the raven-haired swimmer had undoubtedly made clear, that under no circumstances was Makoto to know. This made Sousuke even more of a target for the protective swimmer.

He had just replied to the ravenette when Makoto swept over, eyes analysing his every move.

"Who are you talking to?" Makoto asked casually.

"A friend." Sousuke remained calm, locking his phone and dared not look Makoto in the eye. He averted the urge to cave and watched Momo dive into the pool.

"A close friend?" The backstroke swimmer inquired.

"Not particularly." Sousuke's phone buzzed, lighting the screen, and watched Makoto's eyes travel to his hands. Sousuke quickly tilted the phone to his chest and relocked it. He noticed Rin waving him over from behind Makoto's shoulder, and sighed in relief. He nodded lightly to Makoto, and almost sped walked away.

"What were you two talking about?" Rin asked, eyeing Makoto, who was watching the phone Sousuke had quickly placed down; screen face up. Sousuke prayed to god that Haruka would not send another text. There was a high chance he wouldn't, not until he, himself replied. He could see the temptation run through Makoto's body and shuffled on the spot, ready to dive for his phone if need be. As much as Makoto was curious, Sousuke was pretty certain that the backstroke swimmer wouldn't invade his privacy.