“So, with four libraries down, we have come to the conclusion that there is no quiet place to study in this school?” I croaked with my sore throat.
“There are only four libraries, so there just aren’t any quiet libraries in this school. Maybe we can find some abandoned room or something,” Haruhi told me while we walked through the endless hallway system. “Besides, why are you talking when your throat is sore, Aki?”
“Uh, reasons?”
“You’re just trying to get me to give you your manga back by hurting yourself by talking since manga is the only way to shut you up, huh?”
“You really are smart. No wonder why you were allowed in this school as well.” Haruhi sighed.
“If you’re careful, I’ll let you have it.”
“I’ll be careful and I’ll shut up!”
“Ok. Here.” She handed me the manga she had confiscated at the beginning of the week since I kept reading it during class and our study sessions.
“Thank you.” I took my Naruto manga and opened it up to the page I had been on the last time I read it, before Haruhi took it from me. I silently read and masterfully dodged obstacles we came across in the halls while also climbing stairs without looking up once from my beloved manga.
“You really have some skill,” Haruhi muttered.
“Ya,” I answered distractedly.
“Kakashi Hatake showed up, didn’t he?” she asked in an exasperated tone.
“Ya,” I replied in the same distracted tone I used before.
“Of course he would show up at the time I decide to talk to you.”
“Hm.”
I was growing annoyed since I was trying to concentrate on Kakashi’s amazingness. I may have a slight (*cough cough* MAJOR *cough cough*) crush on him so Haruhi knows better than to interrupt my reading if it’s Kakashi related. When I’m reading Kakashi related things, I hate being interrupted. It tears away a bit of my attention from his hotness and his awesomeness. Haruhi finally put her knowledge of my hatred for being interrupted to good use and stopped interrupting me until we found and abandoned music room.
“Aki-chan, we’re here,” she said in a voice she had mastered over the years. It sounded exactly like Kakashi Hatake’s voice actor so I dropped my manga with a blush on my face and looked at her with my heart thumping in my chest.
“Do it again,” I whispered while gently touching her forearm. She smiled and rolled her eyes.
“Aki-chan, we’re here,” she said in her Kakashi voice again. I swooned with an airy sigh and then picked up my manga.
“I love you so much right now,” I told her with a blush still on my face.
“As long as it doesn’t become more than friend love, we’re fine.”
“It won’t, I assure you.”
“Good.” She opened the door while I smiled behind the pages of my manga. We were then assaulted with rose petals.
“Welcome,” chorused six voices as we stepped in.
“AHHHHHHHHHHH! THE ENEMY NINJA ARE USING FLOWERS TO CAST A GENJUSTU ON US! HARUHI, DON’T LOOK AT THE FLOWERS AND DON’T SMELL THEM OR YOU’LL BE TRAPPED IN THE GENJUTSU!”
“We’re not under attack by ninja,” Haruhi shouted at me.
“NOOOOOO! THEY GOT YOU! I’LL REMEMBER YOU AS YOU WERE! I DON’T KNOW THE GENJUTSU RELEASE YET! I’M SORRY HARUHI!”
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Two Commoners in the Club
FanfictionMy name is Tsubasa Akiyama and I am best friends with a girl named Haruhi Fujioka. After much deliberation and longing glances at a great school, I decided to enter it, but I would only be able to attend with a scholarship. Haruhi had her sights set...
