You can call me Kyouka - Kamijirou (Translating)

III

When I woke up, the first thing I realized was that someone was carrying me. I didn't move or say anything, but I wanted to know who it was, so I opened my eyes a little and had to make an effort not to blush.

It was Kaminari, who knows why. I felt him laying me down on a bed that I recognized as mine and then I remembered. I had fallen asleep on the sofa in the common room and now Kaminari was tucking me in. I heard the noise of a pen on a piece of paper and knew that he was writing me a note, probably explaining the situation.

When I thought he was going to leave, I felt the pressure of his lips on my forehead and I felt that, if he didn't leave already, I was going to melt right there.

He walked away and closed the door almost without making a sound. So I got up and looked at the time, six in the morning. Next to my cell phone was the note he had written.

"Good morning Sleeping Beauty, you fell asleep on the couch so I brought you here, you should be more careful or you will be permed on your face XD

~Kaminari"

I mentally insulted him.

I wasn't able to fall asleep again, but I couldn't make noise, so I spent the next two hours listening to music in complete silence.

It was already eight in the morning and I figured it was time to get up. I had slept very little and I knew that in the middle of the afternoon I was going to fall asleep, but I was able to go whole nights without sleeping, so this was not so bad. Everything would be arranged with a coffee. I resembled Shinsou more every time.

I showered, dressed, and as I went down the elevator, I thought about what I was going to say to Kaminari when I saw him. I didn't have much time to do it because I found him lying on the sofa where I had fallen asleep last night, playing with a Nintendo 3DS. He greeted me as soon as he saw me.

–Hey, Kyouka. How did you sleep? I suppose you have seen the note I left you –He smiled at me as always, happy. I blushed thinking of him leaving me on my bed and kissing my forehead, and I decided not to tell him that I had woken up. Not for the moment.

–I've slept quite a bit. I think I fell asleep at 3 in the morning or something...

–What are you, an owl? What were you doing awake at that time? –He laughed at his own comment.

–And you? What were you doing awake at 6 in the morning? –His laughter died out and I realized my mistake. My plans not to tell her that I was awake were spoiled before than I expected. Dammit. Kyouka, bigmouth.

–What? How do you know it was 6 in the morning? Were you awake? –He was very nervous, and I had an idea why.

–Eeeh... No? Well, yes. But, I... –I cursed myself for not knowing how to make a coherent sentence.

–So... Y-You were awake when... Sorry... –Neither of us managed to speak clearly and that was making me even more nervous.

–No, dont worry. It didn't bother me. Sorry for not telling you, it was wrong –He seemed calmer now.

–Its okay, I understand that you didn't say anything. What a cut.

–Anyway, I'm going to have breakfast, I'm hungry.

–Okay, um... Kyouka?

–Jirou.

–I'm going to keep calling you Kyouka –I smiled and whispered an "idiot"–. Then can I come to your room to play together?

–Sure. See you, Pikachu.

–Hey! –His groaning was the last thing I heard before heading to the kitchen.