Reasons

Wae

Kazama stood still, staring.

"What?" he asked sharply, silently daring Shinchan to say that again.

"Uh-you look nice" Complimented Shinchan, maybe Kazama was upset with him cause he hadn't complimented him?

"And um- take this drink-" he handed a can of soda to Kazama, "you look like you could do with something to drink"

Kazama flushed from the tips of his wigs to the tips of his toes, deep breathes, deep breathes, he reminded himself.

And still looking a bit puzzled Shinchan stepped away, leaving his friend clutching the can of soda, it was cool in his damp palms. His heart racing a million times faster than it should have.

Shit, shit, shit, shit.

Shinchan was gonna tease him merciless, he was gonna tell all of his friends, and everyone would think he was disgusting, but he wasn't! He was just forced by circumstances, circumstances brought about by Shinchan he might add! Goodness what could he do to keep the boy's mouth shut?

He moved ahead absently as did the line, he groaned looking at the long line, oh! he could have been so much more ahead now! He silently promised himself to beat the crap out of Shinchan next time he saw him.

After finally getting the signature on his manga, (he was blushing and gushing the whole time).

He figured he might as well browse the works of some of the new and up-coming writers, in a way the costume was a good disguise, he didn't really have much to do with his fellow otaku's, he considered them weird (despite being one himself)

As does happen with quite a few of us, he ended up buying more than he intended to, the fanart was too good to pass up on, he argued with himself.

Though it did little to lighten the weight on his arms, he sighed, his throat was parched and his ankles sore, next up, he was heading to the food court.

"I would offer to help you but I'm afraid my hands are rather preoccupied themselves"