Oumasai Oneshots

(Young!Ouma x Young!Saihara) Valentine's Day

(It's not Valentine's but whatever)

(EDIT: THIS WENT THROUGH A BIG FRICKING CHANGE JEEZ)

Ouma's POV

"Okay, class! Since it's Valentine's day, we will be making cards, and not any cards... Love cards! You may give these to your crush, or maybe your friend! Be sure to put all the creativity you have to make special."Our art teacher smiled a stupid grin and clapped her hands as she handed each one of use little bags with the materials to create and decorate. Such as pom poms, bows, pastel ribbons, and others. I smirked. I already knew who he will be making a valentine for.

Normally love stuff wasn't my thing, but if this project was forced on there was only one person I'd give it. My crush, Saihara-chan. I was Shuichi's friend for a very long time and even though I teased him, none of us could ever get bored of this constant battle between lie and truth we were playing. We were like two halves, completing each other. A pair that was so different but went together so well.

I took some colorful paper and cut out a blue heart. I knew it was Shuichi's favorite color and the color of his hair. I also scribbled a "Will you be my Valentine?" with a green marker on top, so that it looked like his beautiful olive eyes. I always loved staring at them. It really was a shame he wore that hat everywhere he went. He looked so pretty without it!

I looked in Shuichi's direction, only to notice Kaede, giving her own card to him. It was a purple heart with a lacy bow wrapped around it. I saw him smile at her, his cheeks flushed with an adorable light pink blush. For some reason, I felt jealousy crawling on my back. I gritted my teeth and tightened the grip on the paper. Her card is so much better than mine! Saihara-chan is never gonna like me with a card so boring like this! It can't be boring!

If there's anything in the world that I was afraid of it'd be of being boring. And in front of Saihara-chan? That feeling only strengthened. I took a small ribbon from the materials we were given to create our cards and tied it into a cute bow. I quickly glued it on and decided to put a little plastic rose in the center to make it look nicer. There! Should be enough! I looked over again. Now Maki was over there too! She had made a Valentine for Kaito and Shuichi!? I looked over at her card. It was a drawing of cupid's bow and arrow with heart. The hearts were made from cyan glitter. It was lovely. It was way better than mine. My frustration grew. 

'Not good enough'

I decided to put some glitter at the edges of the heart and some nice plastic flowers by the bow. Then I placed it on a piece of lavender colored paper. Yes, This will work! I glance once again. Rantaro and Kii-boy? Did they give him Valentine cards...too? And Rantaro gave him a forget-me-not he found...? I tried to run over quickly to Shuichi to give him the card before anyone else manages to give him another one but I tripped and scrapped my knee and when I opened my eyes... every one of our friends was there giving him big gifts. I looked at my card. It was boring. It looked stupid. Saihara-chan will never love me, he'll never like me. It's not like I could ever confess. I looked at my heart, hatred and tears building up in my eyes. I tore the card to shreds, ripping the decorations off and the paper. I looked at the crumbled piece of trash on the floor.

The heart I made was torn in half, almost like the one in my chest.

I sniffled and quietly cried, as my knees collapsed in front of the card. I felt myself slowly fall in despair. The heart looked terrible. Nobody loves me. Saihara-chan doesn't love me. My thoughts were interrupted by our teacher's cheerful and chirpy voice. "It's recess time!" the teacher said happily, as all of our class ran out the door to play on the playground in the back of the daycare. I silently stared at the card, the countless self-loathing thoughts enveloping my mind like a deadly disease. I then saw someone approach me. I didn't look at them at first, but once they spoke, I quickly realized who it was.

"Ouma-kun...?"

It was Shuichi. He looked at me worried. My eyes widened and I rubbed my eyes of tears. I didn't like when people saw me vulnerable so it was sort of like a reflex. I quickly tried picking up the mess so he doesn't see, but before I could do that he lend me his hand. He smiled to which I tried to smile as well.

"H-Hi...." I said slightly embarrassed and blushing, to which he had also blushed a nice pink hue. I looked at the torn paper heart in my hands and took a deep breath. Should I give it to him? I contemplated it for a minute before deciding to give what's left of the heart to Shuichi. Well, here goes nothing I guess. I handed it to him and closed my eyes. No going back. I opened them when I heard a giggle, not a mean spirited giggle but a comforting, genuine one. He took out his own card, the one he made. It was a light purple heart with the same scribbled writing only with white and black letters. I got a hint and blushed. He ripped it as well and made it so that the two halves were filling each other. "S-Shui-?!" Shuichi kissed me on the cheek, an innocent smile on his blushing face.

"...Saihara...chan" I said holding my cheek, surprised. He giggled and my blush only intensified. So cute. "Heh, you look adorable when you blush. Anyways wanna go and play tag outside Ouma-kun?" I was paralyzed from what just happened seconds ago so when I opened my mouth, nothing came out. I was just so happy. I nodded and we went outside. I smiled.

It didn't matter how many decorations my Valentine had because...

I loved Saihara-chan

And he loved me back.