Math? More like 1+1

Chapter 1: Nobel nomain

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'I hope this is the right place.' The young adult thought while timidly knocking at door 303. A small bag tucked securely below his underarm. Plainly staring at the door.'God, he's the worst a-'

The door suddenly opened, revealing a dozed Kishinuma. His hair was fuzzled up as if someone took a balloon and rubbed it against! His position was all slanted too.

"H-hey Sakutaro! Come on in." Yoshiki stepped out off the way. Welcoming Morishige right in, as did he do so.

Tonight. The two friends were having a sleepover. However not for sleeping, but for math. Surprising Kishinuma had gotten into advanced math with the other; more shockingly. Sakutaro was struggling at the subject. And so they planned a study night!

"Hell Kishinuma. You give awful instructions how to get here. I ran into three incorrect doors!" The bluenette explained upset. Dropping that night-bag onto the floor. At least this place was clean. Expecting much less from him.

"Heh. Well not everyone can give a X-Y access coordinates youknow." He hummed sarcastically, shutting the door. Was the 'bitching' already on go? Whatever. Yoshiki gave an infamous smirk. Giving direct eyes on eyes. Morishige did not seem amused, like usual!

"Whatever! Can we get started already? I'd rather not be up till two doing math."

"I'd stay up. Whatever the time, doing something else though." That smirk stayed planted, nodding as a yes. He simply walked over to the paper scattered kitchen-island. Taking a seat as the other followed after.

"Kishinuma, I do not need another thing to stress about. Keep those jokes restrained to yourself while I'm spending the night." The tone in his voice was calm, boring. Somewhat playing back with the comment.

"No fun.."

Morishige grabbed a misalliance paper full of equations to change talks. Reading lines and lines of numbers and square roots and integers. Any complicated solutions really applied.

"Seems like your understanding the subject fine. Unless you googled the answers.." Those dark lens peered over to Kishinuma. Analysing a reaction. This moron couldn't know!

However, he didn't care! Yoshiki gave a throaty dry laugh. Who'd this nerd think he was?

"Actually. I did the math, 'cause I know how to do it. But I didn't think of that before. Might save some time!"

".. Even when proceeding to prove your point, your hopeless. Kishinuma."

"And your hopelessly an asshole. What's your point?"

Sakutaro sighed. Jackass.

Turning gears once again, his eyes went back to the table.

"Explain to me, how you calculated this answer." He demanded while striking sharply at question 10.

No please? Of course not! The blonde patted a hand behind his head. Grief written all over those sharp features.

"You'see. The X variable is 20 since its the square root of , right? Than you continue with the equation like normal. Do the code of operations till its equalivant on both sides. Not that hard."

Apparently it was that hard. Confusion fogged up those glasses. Why did he ask blonde here? Worst mistake. Even listening closely made no sense.

" ... Maybe if I write out the problem..?"

"Yes. Your not the best at explaining on any level."

"Your the one asking for help. Not me. Remember?"

So the studying went on. Constant insulting each other and further detail. Yoshiki was truly horrible at it. Eventually it would work out, hopefully!

They were as little kids fighting..and fighting.. But deep inside.

It was communicating. In its own SPECIAL way.