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Shinso Hitoshi

Heavy Rain.

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You look above at the sky covered with grey clouds. You turn to your side where your boyfriend is and back to the sky again.

You sighed as you remembered that you left your umbrella at home.

"Hitoshi, do you have your umbrella?" you asked.

"Let me check," he unzips his bag and rummage through the inside looking for his folded umbrella he turns to you  and shake his head.

"Dammit, I hope it doesn't rain so soon," you said looking at the sky warily.

"We'll find shelter if it does," he said as he grabs a hold of your hand, "And we'll have more time with each other," he smiled.

You blushed and smiled at him for being cheesy pushing him to the side feeling all gaudy.

"You're so sly," you giggled.

"Your giggle is ugly," he said.

"And you're going to die," you threaten with a huge smile.

"I don't mind dying in the hands of someone ugly," he teased.

You got ticked off and grabbed his collar about to fight him from the insults but before you can even do anything you felt something fell on your head. You looked above of you and countless numbers of rain began to fall.

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"It's a downpour," he said.

"Yeah," you replied watching the heavy rain infront of you.

Both of you were soaking wet as you had just found shelter after running for dear life from the rain. One thing you hate about it is that you hate getting wet.

You leaned against the wall behind you and sit on the floor heaving out a sigh. Your boyfriend looks at you with worry.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Of course I am, you should be worrying about yourself, you get colds easily"

"Don't worry about it," he smiled assuringly and sits next to you.

You rested your head on his shoulder wrapping your arms around yourself feeling a little cold. He noticed this and pulled you closer to give you warmth.

"I don't think it'll end soon, we should call my sister," you said.

"No way"

"Why?"

"She hates me"

"She hates everyone," you scoffed.

"Most especially me"

You said nothing and decided to let him win this fight. You felt an itch on your nose so you scrunched your face to make it go away but it was still there.

"Achoo!"

"Bless you"

"We need to call my sister," you took out your phone but he snatched it away.

"No," he said.

"Oh come on! Your girlfriend is at a stake here!" you whined as you reached for your phone but he held out of your reach.

You clicked you tongue.

"Why are you so afraid of her?!"

"She served me soy sauce instead of coffee, she put extra spiciness in my food, then she hide my shoes," he reasoned.

Instead of saying something comforting you stiffled a laugh making him blush then you hit his arm violently.

"I remembered that, those were good times," you laughed.

"It's not funny, it was torture," he said.

You stopped laughing and monotoned a fine. He gave you your phone back and you took it saying a thank you to him. Feeling a bit light-headed you rest your head on his lap.

"Why don't you call your parents for a lift?" you asked.

"Oh yeah"

You punched his sides for not thinking that.

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5 minutes had passed and it was still raining but this time it was getting lighter and there is no sign of Hitoshi's parents at all. You glared up at him as you beginning to feel worse.

"Achoo! Are they coming?" you asked shivering.

"They're not replying," he said.

"Let me check your temperature," he reached his hand to your forehead and felt that you were burning hot.

He sighed.

"If I carry you and run now it'll get worst," he mutters.

You started to sniffle and moved closer to him holding him tightly as you feel your body weakens.

"Don't worry we'll get home soon," he said until he hears a cat meowing.

"A cat!" you exclaimed and he turned to where you were pointing.

The cat was coming your direction and carried it in your arms and starts playing with it. Hitoshi was speechless and his eyes were wide seeing the cat in your hands.

"G-Give it to me," he said feeling excited and overjoyed.

"No-Achoo!"

"You're sick!" he said snatching the cat from your arms making you whine.

"Can wee keep it?"

"No we can't," you said.

"I'll take extra care of it"

"You have FIVE cats!"

"It doesn't matter!"

You sneezed and he gasped.

"You know what let's just get home, I don't think my parents are getting here any sooner," he carries you in his arms and starts running through the rain with his not-really dry coat on top of you.

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A/N: Thank You @GalaxyTyrant, for requesting! I'll be sure to make it more exciting and interesting. Sorry if it's not to your liking.