Boyfriend in a Binder

(3) I Didn't Mean It

-Hajime Hinata-

"h...ta... H... jme..."

"HAJIME HINATA!" the sudden scream of a pink haired friend snapped Hajime back to reality. "Bro, are you alright?" he asked, offering a hand.

That's right, Hajime fell off the plane while trying to help. "Yeah, how long was I out for- nng-"

"Like twenty minutes, you hit your head pretty hard... I would have gotten Mikan but I didn't want to leave you alone..."

"It's all good," Hajime said as he sat up.

"There's Ibuprofen at the store if you want to go grab some," Kazuichi offered, helping the other off the ground, "Maybe we'll see Miss Sonia on our way there!"

It's always Sonia this Sonia that. Hajime sighed, ignoring the last comment as he brushed himself off, "Lets go."

Kazuichi tossed his arm around the others shoulders as they walked, "So, what's been going on between you two lately?" Kazuichi piped back up, poking at Hajimes cheek.

"Stop that," Hajime bat at Sodas hand for him to stop poking his cheek, "Nothing, the guy just gets lonely and whines when I'm not around," the ultimate sighed.

"You don't have to hang around the weirdo. It's like he's the the only person that matters to you, You Know You're Betraying Your Soulfriend, Right?!" Soda suddenly shouted, causing Hajime to back off a bit. Soda was... crying?

"Hey, if you wanted to hang out you could have joined us at anytime ya know," he said defensively.

"You really think I want to be around him!" Soda cried out, "He tried to kill us all without knowing this was a simulation! How can you just forgive that so easily!"

"This is why we don't-"

"We don't what? Hajime, or should I call you Izuru!?"

"Don't bring him into this," Hajime scolded.

"We don't what!?"

"This is why we don't hang out! You can't trust anything anyone says, it's annoying or you're going on and on about Sonia- She's with Gundham, you need to get over her!" Hajime blurted out. "God, you're just so annoying!"

Soda took a few dejected steps steps back, his eyes draining of his playful sparkle as he shook his head.

"Kazuichi- Kazuichi wait-" every step Hajime took forward Soda would take two back.

"Bye," Kazuichi mumbled before turning to take off in a sprint.

"Soda!" Hajime cried out, he knew he couldn't leave Kazuichi like that and immediately chased after the other.

They ran and ran, not getting any further or closer to each other in their mad dash to escape their problems.

Kazuichi was about halfway down the beach when he tripped over his own foot, Hajime took advantage of this, making his way next to the others side, trying to catch his breath as he kneeled down next to him, carefully picking him up off the sand and pulled him into a tight hug, it was all he could think to do. 

Kazuichi immediately began fighting it, trying to push the other away, "Let me go!" he demanded.

"Not until you forgive me!" Hajime tightened his grip on the other.

Kazuichi continued to dramatically struggle, going as far as pulling Hajimes hair in order to get him to let go. Eventually he settled down, resting in the others arms, clearly exhausted from struggling and crying.

Slowly, Kazuichi adjusted so he was sitting across the others lap, his arms wrapped around Hajimes neck as he weakly hit his back, "go away..." he mumbled.

Hajimes grip loosened a little as he simply held the other, "Not until you forgive me."

Another twenty minutes would pass before Soda fell asleep in Hajimes arms. Lifting the mechanic he carried him like a sleeping child. He walked them back to their assigned rooms, he didn't plan on leaving Soda until he forgave him.

Reaching out with one hand he tried to open Sodas door, locked. It probably reeks of oil anyway. Hajime turned to his own room, the doornod was broken for some reason. With a stressed sigh he pushed it open and entered, kicking the door shut behind him.

Setting the sleeping Soda on his bed he grabbed his clothes and went to the restroom to change, not that it made much difference with the glass wall separating the rooms.

He pushed Kazuichi over on the twin bed, making room for himself. After slipping in bed he pulled the covers over the pair.

Hajime took a moment before relaxing, just one night in his binder couldn't hurt, right?

Reaching out he wrapped his arms around the mechanic, pulling him close, this way he'd wake up when Soda did.

-your loving author!-

(okie dokie, word count today has been 742, YAY!)