Desiderium

#3: You done fucked up, 'Toshi.

It was really stressful waiting for that letter. Maybe even more stressful than the actual exam. Riko had heard it's supposed to arrive the next day, but it just stressed her out. In all honesty, she almost forgot to meet with Hitoshi. Realizing the time, Riko made like biscuits and dashed out of her apartment.

Ultimately, it confused Shota, but he was used to such behavior from the female by now so he didn't question it. Of course, he already knew the results of the exam, but he wasn't going to disclose that with Riko. That would be playing favorites and he wasn't the type of man to do that nor was Riko the type of woman to let that happen.

Riko had stopped jogging, to catch her breath. It was quite cold out that day and she never moved to well in the cold. In fact she hated the cold. Winter was hibernation season for her. She couldn't bear the cold. She chuckled at her inner pun.

The female could feel the tap on Riko's shoulders and her eyes brightened as she turned around, "'Toshi, you idiot!" She reached over and wrapped her arms around his waist, a sense of security washing over. "You worried me to death, y'know? They told me to go home without seeing you."

Hitoshi rubbed the back of his head awkwardly, "Sorry, Riko, I didn't mean to startle you." He wrapped his arms around the female, already used to her affectionate actions not usually placed in Japan. "I was just trying to climb a three pointer to tear his wires out, but I ended up electrocuting myself, getting my arm stuck in the joint of the robot, and getting slammed into the fucking ground." He sighed, "I knew I wasn't going to make it." Be leaned against her shoulder, huffing.

"You should of known what would of happened! Those robots aren't normal fucking trash on the side, those were UA monsters! They have a high reaction system!" Riko scolded, "You're lucky you didn't lose your fucking arm, you idiot! I can't be too sure that you didn't lose your last fucking brain cells." She pulled back from the hug to knock gently on Hitoshi's forehead, "Hello, anybody in there?"

Hitoshi scrunched his face and pushed Riko's fist from it. "Of course they're in there." He huffed, "How would I be talking to you if they weren't, you fucking giant."

Riko shrugged, "Oh I don't know, but they didn't answer so they have to be gone!" She sighed, "After all I did to preserve your life and my sanity." She shook her head in mock disappointment.

"What sanity?" Snickered Hitoshi as he stood back, expecting a hit that didn't come. Riko opened her mouth to retort something snarky, but that didn't end up coming either. A sighed escaped her lips as she scratched her arm.

"Good point, sanity is all gone and done lost at this point." Riko nodded finally, agreeing to the previous statement. Hitoshi just sighed in fake disappointment, amusement obviously dripping from the tone of it.

"Riko." Hitoshi said suddenly, his voice dropping to a serious tone with an edge to it. Riko's arm hairs stood on edge as she narrowed her eyes. She nodded her head as if to tell him to continue on with his words, "Bitch lasnga." He said in the most monotone voice ever.

"Fuck you!" Riko snarled, narrowing her eyes at him, "I won't hesitate, bitch." She pulled out finger guns, glaring at the purple haired queen before her. Hitoshi sneered.

"I dare you." Hitoshi hissed, readying himself for battle. Riko shot her fingers, them exploding into finger hearts. Hitoshi gasped and held his heart. He stumbled from side to side before carefully falling to the floor and acting dead.

"I know you aren't dead, hoe. Get up!" Riko demanded, pointing her finger at the male. Her expression embodied the betrayal she felt of such a fake lie. She let out a dramatic, bitch ass sob.

"I wish I were." Hitoshi murmured, standing up to brush his pants off. "Anyways, now that I'm done with your lecturing and that bullshit you spit out that you KNOW I'm allergic to, I have to go shopping. So don't miss me too much, yeah?"