Purple - Yata Misaki Love Story

Part 67

I took a deep breath, blinking in an attempt to stay awake as Misaki glared at the blue staring at us before sitting down beside me in the giant lecture hall and taking my hand in his. The Silver King had called for all of the clans in the alliance to meet with him at the school on the island to go over his plan to fight against the greens - who were rising in action to attempt to steal the Slates from it's sanctuary the Gold King had previously protected. 
The only reason all of this chaos seemed to be happening was because of his death, and it made it all the more tragic. 
I, unfortunately, was never good at listening in class, and so I decided to leave the listening to Izumo and a very concentrated and annoyed looking Misaki as I played with his fingers. 
The male sighed, turning to look at me. 
I rose a brow, "What?" I whispered as Munakata discussed something with Yashiro.
"I'm so ready to go back to bed."
"We just woke up an hour ago..."
"But it was way too early." He groaned, leaning his head on my shoulder for a moment.
I giggled, rolling my eyes, "It was almost eleven am!"
Yata groaned, though he pulled away from me without another word when Yashiro began to address all of us again, and I decided to attempt to listen for once. 
Though listening, seemed to be a bad idea - because I'd rather not of heard anything that I just heard at all. 
If the Green clan succeeded in taking the slates from us, if they had some kind of special trump card up their sleeve that us three clans couldn't beat, then he would let the slates power free, which would no doubt spread chaos in the streets. 
Jesse, and Rei especially... could be in serious trouble. 
I swallowed, squeezing Yata's hand. We have to win this... I have to keep Rei safe!