My Roommate Oga Tatsumi

Chapter 9

Busy with their classes neither took notice of the approaching Halloween celebrations. Until it was six days away. Oga didn't really care for Halloween much. He liked stealing the kid's candy and watching them cry as he ate it in front of them once in a while though. He also like beating up the thugs that tried to rob him under scary masks. Furuichi, on the other hand, loved Halloween.

"Ah! Girls in short costumes season. I can't wait!"

Oga wanted nothing more than to be at home instead of going aisle by aisle of the department store stocking up on candy and idiotic decorations.

"Oi Creepichi! Why am I here?"

"To help me choose stuff out, duh!"

"But you hate everything I pick!"

"Then you can be useful by helping me carry everything back to the apartment!"

Furuichi knew that whenever he mentioned something about girls, his "favorite" nickname escaped the brute's lips. Well, not so much as "escaped" as fell out on purpose. The silvernette knew the brute was still hurt and irritated by his rejections, but no matter how sexy his roommate looked fresh out of the shower, Furuichi still resisted his feelings.

The silvernette pushed certain thoughts regarding his roommate out of his mind. After this semester, he told himself, I'll think about it then. To continue keeping the thoughts at bay, Furuichi browsed through the costume section.

A firefighter? Nah. He felt too scrawny.

A policeman? Nope. Nobody took him seriously already.

A doctor? Hmm. Furuichi was methodical and he was sure he'd look great in a lab coat, so he placed it in the cart.

"Oi! Aren't you too old to be dressing up?"

"Shut up and help me put the stuff on the moving thing to check out."

...

Halloween.

Ugh.

At least, he didn't have to go to class. Oga opened bleary eyes to look at the clock in his room. Then he cursed so badly, that it woke up Furuichi on the other side of the hall. "What's wrong with you?"

Oga threw his alarm clock at Furuichi's head peeking through the brute's door which landed quite painfully.

"What the hell bastard? Throwing shit at me isn't going to tell me what's wrong!"

"It's 6:04 AM."

"Yeah? And?"

Still half- asleep and obviously not enough brain cells moving at full capacity, Furuichi returned the abused alarm clock and sat at the edge of Oga's bed.

"I shouldn't be up this early without having to go anywhere." Oga snapped while pulling his covers over his face.

"Man. Whatever. I'm gonna go make coffee."

Oga's hand grabbed Furuichi's wrist, effectively knocking him off balance and had him topple over the brute's chest.

"Let go of me."

Oga only grunted before maneuvering Furuichi to lay beside him. Furuichi did not like being the little spoon. Or rather that's what he chanted to himself as he comfortably fell asleep again.

Later on that day, Furuichi still got up before Oga. He'd never admit it, but Furuichi felt more refreshed than usual. Furuichi had finished the last bits of decorating, baked treats and set out the candy bowls. All that was left was to don his costume. Oga continued to sleep. Furuichi huffed slightly when yet another snore erupted from the room down the hall, but he figured the moron hadn't been pushed so hard in his life.