Love |Eijun x Miyuki|

6: Stuck In The City |Part Three|

Miyuki's POV

"So like, my given name and your last name or something?"

Sawamura and I stand at the ticket dispenser, discussing fake information to put on our ticket.

"Well my family name is Miyuki, but it's also the name everyone calls me by" I state, awaiting for Sawamura's Input.
"People call me both my first and last name, it really depends on the person.
So what then, Miyuki Eijun? Sawamura Kazuya? Kazuya Eijun??" He starts bombarding potential name match-ups.

"Let's go with Miyuki Eijun" I punch in the credentials, including some other fake stuff. Luckily, the machine accepts our fake information, and spits out a ticket for the nine-thirty pm train back to the local train station near our school.

I re-scan the estimated time arrivals. "The only one we could afford takes an entire detour of the outer city, it's estimated to get to our stop after midnight."

"Wouldn't it be more expensive to take the longer trip?" Sawamura mutters.
"Apparently not" I reply.

Sawmaura scans the platform, staring out at the incoming trains. "Well, the train leaves at nine thirty tonight right? We still have plenty of time until then!" He bounces.

"Don't get to excited" I perk, adjusting my glasses. "They might not accept the both of us, and you'll have to stay here for the rest of the night"

Sawamura knits his eyebrows together, forming an expression of fury. "You-!, you literally offered to stay behind earlier!" He growls, while holding back the anger building up inside of him.

A smirk breaks out across my face, I can't resist laughing in a situation like this. It's too precious.

"Don't laugh at me! I'm angry!" He bitterly defends. The floor below him him shakes at the violent impulse of his feet stamping on top. "You look like a rat!" He cries as I continue to laugh hysterically, only pissing him off more.

"I'm just messing with you~" I tease, before I ruffle his hair up. Much to Eijun'a displeasure.

"Let's go to the main platform, we'll have to think of a way to come off as two people at once." I interrupt our little bullying scene to discuss our main focus; heading back to Seido.

Sawamura sighs, still slightly salty from my mean comments. "I guess we could try and look similar" he suggests, "We both have brown hair and similar looking eyes, and our skin tones aren't that different either."

He has a good point, our physical features are similar in colour, but our outfits look nothing alike. "Here" I pull out one of my several snap backs from my bag. It's a white one, extremely similar to one I'm currently wearing. The kanji on the front is the only differentiation, it reads "Choice", unlike mine which can be read as "All of us" but nobody could tell from a distance.

I push the hair hanging over his face back, and place the cap on a twenty-degree angle-, just like mine. He's wearing a black and white shirt, while I have a red baseball tee with a grey wind breaker on top.
"You don't happen to have a greyish over-garment in your bag, do you?"

"Nope"

"Ah shit."

Sawamura begins walking ahead of me, "What are we gonna go? Scan our ticket and then bolt through the gate and on to the train?"

"Pretty much"

"Miyuki!" He scowls, disatisfied with my half-assed answer.

"Am I not worthy of the Senpai title, Ei-Chan? Or shall I say, Kouhai~" I can't help but taunt Sawamura every chance I get, I'll never get sick of watching him whine.