Your hands were in your pockets as you walked down the street towards Koujaku's hair dresser. 'He has to be here,' thoughts of him overwhelm your conscious as you walk silently. You'd already visited not only his home but Aoba's in search of the man your hearts been after. Entering the hair dresser, you see him in his usual spot. A few girls in the corner are giggling as they eye him over. What must be their friend is having her hair done while mindlessly flirting with him.
A burning envy wells up inside of you as you chew on your inner lip. Koujaku notices you and smirks, gesturing to the girl blushing in front of him. You scowl, leaning against the wall. The young girl meets your {E/C} orbs, widening her brown ones as you glare daggers in her direction. Koujaku looks taken aback as he frowns at you. "You're here to get your hair done. So stop acting like a whore and flirting with the man doing you're damn hair and just sit there silently," you growl, loud enough to attract the eyes of almost everyone in the room. The girl goes silent, her friends staring at you furiously. You snort angrily, storming back out the door.
A hand on your shoulder stops you and pulls you into an alley to your left. Koujaku slams you into the wall. "What in the hell was that back there?" He asks, fuming. "Oh sorry, didn't mean to screw up your chance to mess with some girl tonight," you reply as sarcasm drips from your words. "I wasn't going to mess with 'some girl' tonight!" He growls. "Thanks to you, we lost customers."
You mimic his words childishly and shove him backwards. "I don't give a damn who you screw with anymore. Here I was coming to confess some shitty feelings to you and you smirk at me?! I'm sick of you anyway," you growl, turning to walk away. He grabs your arm again and pins you back onto the wall. "Don't tou-" his lips steal away your words as he forcefully presses them against yours. He pulls away and looks at you. "I wasn't going to screw with any other girl because of you," he murmurs with a small smirk. Fire creeps up onto your face as you blush. "What am I going to do with you?" He adds, running his fingers through your {H/C} and kissing you again. You return his kiss with a relieved smile.
