Refrain

Secret Room

"Amami-chan?"

The green-haired male stopped when he got to the top of the stairs. He'd come this way and was heading towards Ouma's room to peek in on him, but the other boy had opened the door before he could. The two stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity, before Amami smiled and greeted him with a small wave. "Oh, hey Ouma-kun."

At first, Ouma's eyes narrowed suspciously at him. Amami began nervously sweating, Should I retreat for now? he thought, taking a step back. It seemed like the supreme leader had only seen him facing in the direction of his room, and not actually walking to it; but he wasn't taking any chances.

Just when he was about to bolt for it though, Ouma beamed and ran up to him. "Hi Amami-chan, what are you doing here? Your room isn't on this side," He remarked, innocently tilting his head.

Amami flinched back a bit, before regaining his senses to try and think of an excuse. He could tell him what he originally came here for... "I was looking for Kiibo-kun, and I figured he might be here." He replied, trying his hardest not to look to the left; lest he give away his half-truth.

"Ooh, Kiiboy, huh?" Ouma reached up to pat him on the shoulder, "Then don't worry, 'cause you came to the right place! He's in his room right now, probably not doing anything since robots never have anything to do." He shook his head and gave a sigh of disapproval, as if he knew what machines did in their spare time.

He blinked, "Oh, really? Then I guess that makes things easier." He turned his back to him, and headed for Kiibo's door. He was only a couple of steps away from ringing the doorbell, before Ouma darted forward and rang it in his stead. Amami watched quizzically as Ouma began pressing down on the doorbell repeatedly, the sounds meshing together to create a horrible alarm-esque noise.

Kiibo jolted up from his bed in surprise, putting his thoughts to an abrupt stop. He had been thinking about what he'd just seen when his doorbell began ringing several times, shocking the poor robot from his deep concentration. He rubbed his head, Hopefully I'll be able to sort them out after this...

Wanting the annoying sounds to stop, he rushed over to the door and slammed it open to let the person know he was here and they didn't have to ring so much. Upon seeing who it was though, his ticked off expression changed into that of shock and slight fear. "O-Ouma-kun?"

Ouma smiled cheekily at him, "Hey, Kiiboy!"

Many thoughts were going through his head, but the main one was why Ouma was in front of his door. Was he bored? Did he need something? Or had he actually seen Kiibo peeping on him after all? He was frozen with panic, and instead of replying he stood there and let Ouma stare at him. What should I say? Should I play it cool and pretend like I don't know anything? Or would that just give me away? I don't even know if he saw me or not-

Amami suddenly interjected, "Kiibo-kun!"

He snapped back to reality, "H-huh?"

The taller boy lightly shoved Ouma back so he was out of the centre of the doorframe, causing the other teen to let out an obnoxious squeal. Amami rolled his eyes and turned to Kiibo, "Sorry about that. I came here looking for you since I didn't see you anywhere else, but Ouma-kun saw me and got here first..." He glanced at the culprit in question, who was on the floor pretending to be severely wounded by Amami's push.

The robot sighed in relief, "I-I see." So Ouma hadn't really been the one to visit him. I guess that also means he didn't catch me spying on him earlier... "Um, so what did you need me for?"

Amami cleared his throat, "Well, we can't do it here, but I just wanted to ask you some questions." He paused and did a check around himself, "I know you were busy before, but you're free now right?"