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“good..” she pulled her finger off of his lips, a smile forming on her own. “you smell like cherries souda-san and you’re really warm.” chiaki couldn’t help but point out that fact, honestly the dj was much more than just nice smelling and warm he was kind, and she felt a little comfy. “w-we’ve never hung out after school so i’m wondering if you’d like to do so souda-san?”

“Okay okay, you’re not blushing.” he teased playfully as he looked down at her. When she put her finger on his lips his grin turned into a simple smile.

she just hid her face in his shirt. “i-i’m not b-b-blushing you’re blushing.” her arms were tucked into the hug a single digit placing itself upon souda’s lips, “i’m not blushing..” chiaki mumbled into him.

“Are you…. blushing?” He asked, blinking a bit in confusion. He’d never seen her blush this brightly before. “That’s….. adorable!” He said, pulling her into a tight hug.

she just stares at him completely dumbfounded he was way too sweet for his own good it was rotting her teeth before she knew it her face was a bright red, the longer she stared the brighter that doll like face flushed.

“All girls have a cute side to them.” He corrected the other before putting his hands in his pockets. “You have an adorable personality and smile.” He pointed out.

“c-cc-cute??” she was a little shocked, chiaki wasn’t prepared for someone to compliment her..she honestly hadn’t really been complimented ever since she had always been alone. “y-you don’t mean that souda-san i-i-i mean sonia-san is more cuter than i am!”

“Heh. Cute.” He said, looking at the band aids then at her. “Alright. I’ll do my best.” he smiled more at her. “I’m surprised you noticed honestly.

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“I know I know….” He sighed and let the other put the band aid on it. “Sorry bout that.”

“hey chin up it’s not like i’m mad at you.” she smiled once she finished putting on the kitten patterned band-aids. “i just want all of you to be safe..”

Yeah I’ve been living in the                                    state of dreaming                                                              living in a make-believe land

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chiaki perked up as she heard his foot steps, however when she saw the bruise and blood the gamer stared at her friend with a gaze of worry. “H-hinata-chan, what happened?” approaching the reserve student the pinkette placed a hand upon the brunet’s bruised cheek. “you got into a fight didn’t you? w-why would you do that?”

             [ LEGS drilling into the ground only to be LIFTED in speed as he RAN to their momentary MEETING spot. he had been LATE before but, not like this.-AND he didn’t want to reveal why he had BEEN so late. but his body SCREAMED the reasons as apparent as anything else. a blue-ish HUE covered his one eye reminiscent of a BRUISE, a spot of BLOOD, faintly CRISP from drying out on his school shirt :  things he FORGOT to hide in his hurry. and so he came, waving to her, before being FAZED from the injury, hiding away his hand as he tried to smile at her a little. ] 

            …SORRY i’m late. 

also, i want to apologize to people whose messages were ever ignored by me or took me ages to reply to. i have no excuses, i’m just shit at communicating and a lot of time get stuck in my own head, postpone replying and then either forget about it or think that it is too late to reply. i’m sorry if i’ve ever made someone feel bad bc of this - honestly, it’s never personal, it’s just me and my inner problems. i will try harder to work on it. thank you for ever initiating conversations with me

“well even if you’re not i could teach you kamukura-san!” she smiled and handed him the gameboy advanced setting the game to it’s beginner difficulty. “here try this one it’s great for an intro game, the basic controls are you press the A button to shoot, and the d-pad is for well moving and then b is for bombs and/or special ammo!” those light pink hues gazed at him, he was a lot like hinata...minus the length of hair and red eyes. 

Izuru looked down upon the much smaller girl in front of him. He was concerned of how dedicated she was to figure out who he was. But that didn’t matter very much. “ Yes Chiaki, my name is Izuru Kamukura. And yes, that is my real name. ” Izuru sat down with Chiaki as well with his hands folded in front of him. “ I’m not…very good at…Video games….Or was I? ”

“what did i miss while i was asleep it seems like everything is chaos!”

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