[Echizen] Boys Like Girls [Ryoga] 12

Even in those days of hiding from my worry…

“YUKARI!” I turned to stare wide eyed at Tsunako-chan who seemed out of breath, “It’s Ryoga!”

I thought my heart was about to fail me completely.

Theme # 14 – Paper Cut

Song Inspiration: Cherish – Ai Otsuka

Have you ever felt like you were drowning when your throat tightens and the world seems to drift away into nothing? You can’t breathe and you feel cold. Your mind cuts off but you can still think. You just feel really scared.

Yeah, I can say for sure that I have. And yes, it feels like a bitch.

Our footsteps scratched across the pavement and my instincts were pulling me and gave me the strength to move on forward. Tsunako was beside me every step of the way with a dark look on his face. If I was alone, I don’t think I could have ever left the newspaper clubroom to see him.

We turned the corner and ran down a staircase leading to the next floor. I’m pretty sure I looked like a wreck. With my cheeks flushed and tears stinging the corners of my eyes, threatning to fall. My hands were clammy that I couldn’t hold onto the railing tight enough as my footwork stumbled on the third step.

I crashed.

“Yukari!”

The pain sprang my nerves to life, the shock ran along my spine from my knees. My arms and legs were trembling and Tsunako grabbed onto my body. I shuddered from the added warmth and I choked up.

Damn scrapes and bruises were forming.

I rose from the ground and brushed away the help Tsunako offered. I couldn’t think straight, all I thought about was his face and his voice.

I dropped to the floor a few good times, seeing as I was limping on my only good leg. I growled as I leaned on the wall for support. I couldn’t see properly, everything was too blurry.

…I think I just cracked my glasses. Shit.

Tsunako brought one of my arms around his neck and half carried me to the school infirmary. I was a helpless pup clinging onto Tsunako.

He opened the door and I scrambled in.

“Ryoga!”

Ryoga was there, sitting comfortably down on a chair with his back facing me. He turned and looked back, shocked to see me.

My face brightened, he didn’t look hurt.

…Didn’t look hurt.

What the hell?!

He whistled while looking me up and down, “What happened little miss flat chest? Got trampled over by an elephant or something?”

I stomped or rather hopped over to him and looked down to see a bandage on his hand.

I brought my hand up and struck it down on Ryoga’s cheek with every ounce of anger I could muster.

“Ow, what the heck was that—“

“You freaking retard!” I exploded, “Are you seriously a fucking dumbass?! Do you now how worried I was to hear that you were in the infirmary?!”

He stayed quiet as I spewed out all of my frustrations. All of them that he made me feel.

“And what, you were only here for a freaking papercut! I should just kick your sorry ass into next week for wasting my time you insensitive jerk!!” I finished, huffing from the strain I caused for my voice.

He looked up boredly at me, “Mada Mada Daze.”

…The nerve of that asshole! Was he even listening to what I was saying?!

“Anyway,” Before I knew it, I was able to see the tiled flooring.

“L ET ME GO ECCHI-ZEN!!” I squawked, flailing my arms and legs and beat him on his back, “ I SWEAR, YOU’RE DEAD MEAT!”

He ignored me like the deaf moron that he was and carefully settled me down on one of the spare beds.

“Hey!” He stole away my glasses and tossed them on the bed side table.

He lowered himself down in front of me and bent his neck down, resting it on my shoulder, “Sorry.”

I uneasily placed my hands on his shoulder and closed my eyes.

I sighed.

Damn him for being cute.

…You were already in my heart.

To be continued.