My Best Friend (A Nontoxic Pregame Saiouma Fanfiction)

Chapter 8

I finished my work and the bell rang for lunch. My teacher gave us reminders for homework as I packed up what little things I had. "Don't forget that project is due on Wednesday. Late work will not be accepted!"

Shit, I forgot about that. We have to work with a partner don't we? I'll just ask Ouma-kun-

I noticed Ouma-kun had forgotten his stuff because he had gone to the bathroom and hadn't come back by the time the bell had rung. I picked it up and headed to the spot we regularly sat at.

Ouma-kun...are you ok? I tapped my foot, anxious. I really hope Momota-kun didn't get him again...!

As if that summoned him, the bastard proceeded to walk right past me. I flinched slightly, looking up at him.

"Oh, Saihara-kun, didn't notice you were there-" he sneered, turning towards me. "Damn, still sitting with the pathetic wimp and acting all friendly after getting it on with Akamatsu-san on Friday? Talk about a monster!"

"WHAT?" I exclaimed a bit louder than I should've. "THAT'S NOT WHAT HAPPENED!" I stood up, clenching my fists. "I-I didn't mean to upset Ouma-kun..! What happened, Momota?! What did she-?!"

"Oh shut up, you piece of shit-" he shoved me away and I stumbled back. "The whole school knows. You're such a fuckboy; it'd be hard to keep things from spreading even if I didn't believe it."

"Where is he?" I said, my voice quaking with anger and sadness. "What did she do to him? I-...I need to-"

Momota had a look of concern on his face for a second. It was unlike him, but it seemed like he had seen something in me that made him take me seriously. "I think she's near the boys bathroom if you really wanna go at her." He grunted and started walking off before turning back to me. "If you keep this up you might not be as bad as I thought..." he muttered. I'm not sure he knew I heard. Maybe it was because he and Akamatsu-san had some beef?

Whatever it was, it didn't matter. I sprinted towards the bathroom and found none other than my beloved cowering underneath Akamatsu-san.

"I-I don't think that's true..." he said as he tried to look away from her.

"Oh come on Ouma-kun! I'm trying to protect you!" She stepped closer to him and I resisted the urge to jump out and stop it in lieu of trying to gather more information on what she was doing. "Saihara-kun is a fuckboy! He plays the victim and stalks the people he wants to hurt! That's why he's a monster!"

I trembled. Th-this isn't true..right? I didn't mean to hurt her!

"B-but he wouldn't hurt anyone!" Ouma-kun cried. "P-please leave me alone!"

She hugged him tightly into her large breasts, trying to muffle his cries. "There there.." she purred. "Akamatsu-chan is here to protect you-"

"GET OFF HIM!!" I cried, shoving her to the side as I ran out from where I was hiding. "Akamatsu-san pl-please!! I'm sorry, I don't know what I did wrong but please I'll do anything-"

"See! He was stalking you, Ouma-kun!" She scoffed and smirked with satisfaction. "This proves my point!"

"S-saihara-chan...that's not true, right...?" I could tell he was on the verge of tears. "I don't know anymore...!"

I took a deep breath. I had promised to be strong for Ouma-kun. I had promised not to give up. And to protect him, I needed to handle this calmly.

"It's not true." I stepped forward towards Akamatsu. "I-I don't know what your goal with all this is, Akamatsu-san, but I- I never even touched you on Friday. You're delusional."

"You d-didn't deny stalking him!" I could tell she was slipping.

My heart broke. God, why did she feel the need? At this point I was just tired of her schemes. "What's the point in telling him that? Anyone? It..." I grabbed my heart and took another deep breath. "It doesn't affect me! Because I know that Ouma-kun won't believe your lies. And I refuse to give into them anymore."

"Oh boohoo, playing the hero now, aren't you?!" She was obviously mad.

"Weren't you just doing the same exact thing?" I looked at her with the best death look I could. "Leave us alone. Go pick on someone your own size and get some help for once."

"Fucking fags..." she said with almost as much venom as she was filled with herself. She stomped off, leaving me and Ouma-kun together in silence.

I ran up to him and hugged him tightly. He hugged me back and we sank to the floor.

"Th-thank you Saihara-chan..." He muttered into my chest.

"A-ah, it was nothing beloved-"

Wait, shit-

"Why do you always call me those things?" He looked up at me, confused. His skin was so soft I just wanted to-

"I-I won't if it makes you uncomfortable! I'm so sorry!"

"N-no it's just embarrassing..!" He cried. "M-my face gets all red when you do..."

...

Huh?

"It does..?" I was dumbfounded. Almost at a loss for words. I mean, that had been the point. To make him flustered. Or was it? I didn't know anymore; my own red face was distracting me from thinking clearly.

"Y-yeah..." he hugged me tightly, releasing a soft cry into my chest. "It happens a-all the time a-and it's not fair!"

"I-I'm sorry-"

"N-no! I just...don't understand..."

"What don't you understand Ouma-kun?"

He shifted a bit sitting down on the floor. "I-I don't get it...Can you help me? I get red when you call me those things and my heart rate goes up around you sometimes. N-not in a bad way!" He looked up at me and his face got redder. "I j-just get really nervous because I th-think you...mmmm!" He covered his face.

"You think I what? I-I can try to help if you tell me!"

"I just don't understand b-because sometimes I think about k-kissing you and I th-think you look really nice..." He fiddled with his fingers nervously. His face was still red. "B-but that's what happens in anime wh-when you like someone a-and I don't know if it's ok to like your best friend if he's a boy..." He looked down sadly. "I-I didn't wanna tell you b-because I didn't want to upset you...I'm sorry if I did!"

I was struck silent. Did he really just confess to me? I had felt the same way for the longest time. Almost since before we were friends. I didn't want to make him uncomfortable so I-

I fidgetted as well. My own heart rate was racing and my face was beat red. "W-we could try kissing if you want, I wouldn't mind.."

"R-really..?" He tried to look back up at me but blushed more.

I looked around quickly, checking to make sure no one else was around. Then, pulling him into me softly, I held his chin and pecked him softly on the lips.

The kiss felt like it lasted forever. I pulled away, at a loss for words from how flustered I was.

All he did was hug me tightly and refuse to let go until I made him get up so he could eat lunch. Even then, he refused to let go of my hand.

"D-does this mean we're together, Saihara-chan?" he muttered softly, still a blushing mess. We both were at this point, I didn't blame him.

"I-If you're comfortable, y-yeah..." I replied softly. "It has to be a secret, though..."

He clutched my hand tighter. "O-ok!" He smiled softly.

I honestly didn't think I'd get as far as I did. I guess giving hope a lot of chances pays off in the end, doesn't it.

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