Mouse Turned Dog

Chapter 15

    It was quiet for the most part after the school had witnessed the crazy of the Iwaizumi's, there were still some snickers aimed at me as I passed by but I didn't plan them. When lunch came around I took it outside away from my brother and the volleyball club, I needed some quiet time and sadly the boys didn't what the word meant.

    Settling down outside against the building I took a deep breath trying to calm down after all of the shit that happened this morning. My knees were killing me a shook with each step I took and I need to get to the volleyball clubroom to get my back up knee braces to even get through the day...but movement wasn't something I wanted to do. Leaning my head back I closed my eyes trying to find the motivation to get and fix myself.

    "Are you dead?"

    "Emotionally or physically?" I asked the deep familiar voice.

    "Physically," Opening one eye I saw the blonde wing spiker with racing stripes in his hair.

    "Dead would be easier at this point," I snickered only to be flicked in the middle of my forehead.

    "Not funny," he growled as a dark glare settled onto his face.

    I could feel my eyes soften at his look, "Sorry, didn't mean to upset ya."

    "Whatever," there was a pause as the two of us just watched one another. I got lost in his in golden eyes that were ringed in tired bags and I swear eyeliner....but I wasn't sure. His lips were pulled into a look that I wasn't really familiar with. Not quite soft but like he was trying to keep being mad at me. 

    "What can I do to help?" he asked so quietly that I almost didn't hear it.

    Sighing I held one hand up, "I need to get to the clubroom to get my knee braces."

    His large and calloused hand slipped into mine with ease, and with a gentle tug I was on my weak knees...was it just because they hurt or because I was now chest to chest with the attractive player.

    Both, both are good.

    Kentaro took a step back but kept his arms out in case my knees decided they like the ground better than me. My hands found themselves on his forearms as I took an uneasy step, and let me tell you his arms were toned as fuck!! I felt another 'fever' crawl itself up the back of my neck and claim a spot on the top of my ears that threatened to spread to my cheeks. I all but pushed myself away from the hot male...but of course, being in the condition I was in my knees sent intense pain all the way up my legs and into my lower back making me seize in pain.

    The Mad Dog was quick to act and wrapped an arm around my waist, which did nothing to help my fever, and threw one of my arms around his neck. We were back into one of my favorite positions, chest to chest and nose to nose, his eyes were soft with concern and helplessness.

    "You okay?" His voice was just above a whisper and his husky undertone forced my fever to take over my entire face, I was sure I was steaming in embarrassment.

    "Nope," I squeaked my head falling back in a dizzy spell, my eyes felt like they were just spinning in place in my head.

    "You sick again?" I could hear the damn amused smirk in his voice.

    "I blame you," I mumbled bringing my head back to face him. I tried to glare at the male but he was just too cute with his little half-smirk and soft eyes. Worst of all he knew it!! He had this look like he knew I knew what he was doing and I knew that he knew that I knew...you know.

    Asshole.

    "Come on," He moved over to my left-hand side, his strong hand still holding my hip. 

    The two of us then proceeded to hobbled to the clubroom to get me batched up...the only problem as soon as we got to the clubrooms the stairs seemed to glare down at us.

    "There is no way in hell I'm gonna get up those right now-" I was cut off when the taller teenager swept me off my feet, just like Aniki did earlier. My hands clutched onto the front of his shirt...This man is gonna be the death of me.

    "What the hell are you going?!" I screeched.

    "Getting you up the stairs so you can get your knee braces," He said like there was no problem with him holding me. 

    I mean I don't really have a problem with me being in his arms, and I could feel his solid chest. I tipped my head back to keep from having yet another bloody nose.

    Once at the top he didn't set me down until we were in front of the room, digging the keys out of my pocket I struggled to open the door and keep the strength in my knees. His Mad Dog senses most have been tingling cause Kyotani settled himself right behind me, his chest against my back.

    "Need help?"

    THIS MOTHER FUCKER!!!

    "OI!!!"

    Oh~ You done fucked up. A sly grin craved its way across my face as I turned to the loud voice.

    "ANIKI!!!"

    "AH!! GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF MY LITTLE SISTER!!!!!" I could hear the hurried footsteps of Hajime as he ran toward us, only to hear them stop as he jumped and launched a dual foot kick toward the male that was holding me.

    It seemed to happen in slow motion, Kyotani fell away with pained and confused expression only for it to harden into a glare as he caught the look from me.

    "I win~~," I channeled my inner Toru as smirk deviously.

    I think this is where the game changes~. For I'm done playing the rodent, and you are just a cat...and all cats fear dogs. I was never a damsel but a rabid dog waiting for the right time to bite. And that time is now, Welcome to the Mouse turned Dog little cat~.

    Kentaro watched as he fell from the brutal kick, but he couldn't bring himself to be mad. His eyes were locked onto the female before him, she had a look that screamed come and try again. As his side hit the concert floor, his only thought was, "Game on."