Miyuki-senpai...? (Discontinued)

Part 21- ugh... tents!!

Sawamura Pov

I sign my name in the book under the rest of the teams names, Miyuki is leaning over my shoulder watching me write my name. "You're pretty messy at writing," I glare at him as he smirks starting to write his name, I watch him write his name and then him point back at the book, "that's how you should write," I huff slightly turning away from him, the tent is light on my back so it doesn't bother me. I hear Miyuki laugh behind me before wrapping his right arm around my shoulder again, "is someone angry?" Snarky bastard. I glare at him and he pokes my nose, I pout at that as I turn my head around so I can see where I'm walking.

The team were walking down the steps from the cabin, some of the team have compasses around their necks and many are carrying camping supplies. Chris is standing at the bottom with a rack of metal water bottles that he is handing out to everyone that walks past him. I stop at the top of the stairs looking out at the large forest, "do we have to go in there?" Miyuki looks at me and whispers, "I already promised you will be safe. Anyone touches you other then me, you know I won't be happy. Might even restrain them if that puts your mind at ease," I laugh at the image of Miyuki restraining the coach, that would be a sight to see.

He smiles at me before we start to walk down the stairs, "what would you do if the coach touched me?" He looks away slightly putting his left index on his chin and tilts his head slightly. He smirks before looking at me, "I'd probably kick his feet from under him and restrain him by his arms and back. Maybe use pressure points to make it easier," I laugh lightly at him. "I'd love to see how that would work... everyone else would pull you off him and you would probably be kicked off the team," he laughs a little, "that's unlikely and you know it," he kisses my cheek as we reach the last step.

I roll my eyes at what he said as Chris hands us two bottles. I go to grab one and Miyuki grabs them both, "how are you supposed to put them in the pockets in our bags if they're both on your back and both your hands are full?" He laughs nervously before looking at the bags on his back awkwardly. "I didn't think that far..." I hit the top of his head laughing at him. "Give me the bottles mister strategist," he raises one eyebrow smirking, before handing me the bottles, "I think I prefer the other nickname," I put the bottles in the pockets for them and I lean over his shoulder licking the shell of his ear.

I feel him shiver and look at me in shock, I smirk at him as I stand next to him again and he wraps his right arm around my shoulder again. "That was very bold of you," he whispers in my ear as I shrug, we walk towards Haruichi that is handing out roll up mattresses and Furaya has light quilts standing next to him. We each grab one of each carrying them in our arms instead of tying them to our bags like everyone else. It's nice to walk together even if we aren't holding hands, he keeps whispering soothing words so I'll stay calm. I can tell he is still rattled by being on the bus for such a long time so I openly talk with him trying to lighten him up a bit.

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The coach leads us deep into the woods, we must have been walking nearly and hour already, the sun is lower in the sky and you can see the browning leaves more closely. I look up at the leaves nearly tripping over a branch but I just stumble a little to regain my balance. At this point me and Miyuki aren't talking and just walking close to each other and enjoying the silence between us as we walk through the woods.

I hear the coach stop along with everyone else and finally us. "This is our camp. The campfire has been set up by a ring of stones so we know where we are allowed to have a fire, we can also tell this is our camp by the number carved into that tree," he points at a tree but I can't see it since we are so far back. The coach looks down the group of us, "make sure to build your tent close to the fire but far away enough from others that you have personal space..." he says more but too quiet for us to hear.