Mitsuki x Fukuroi

Byukadan Senior High was having a boring day. The rain outside made it so that we had to eat lunch inside... though I preferred going outside with Emi and Tohko.

So instead, I sat around with Kurosaki and Fukuroi in the cafeteria, but I wasn't really in the mood to eat due to a stomach ache.

"You should really eat something, you know," Fukuroi mentioned.

I shrugged, "Not really in the mood," I replied. Not like I was anorexic or anything, I was just feeling sick. Seemed Fukuroi didn't want to argue, but he looked displeased as he took a bite of an apple. Before I knew it, we'd been talking and laughing for almost the whole lunch period. And don't get me wrong, lunch with Tohko and Emi was fun, but that was all about gossip. This was much more fun, talking about just completely random things.

Before we knew it, the fun had to come to an end. We all were about to head back to class, when Fukuroi stopped me. "Hey, Mitsuki, could you help me out in the student council room...?" He asked, some unidentifiable look in his eyes. What was he thinking...?

I shrugged, though, "Sure," I said. What's the worst that could happen?

As we walked I studied the little things around the halls. I took in each tile on the floor, every brick in the wall. I caught my thoughts wandering, and soon enough all I could think about was Fukuroi. I'd never really realized that he's kind of cute... sweet, smart... I didn't know whether or not I should have allowed myself to go on. I shouldn't worry about something like romance, when I had schoolwork to focus on.

"U-Uh, we just passed the student council room..." I said, looking behind us as we kept walking. I wasn't sure if I really cared, though, at this point. What was going on, though...?

He seemed a bit alarmed, "U-Uh..." But then he relaxed. "Yeah." He said as we kept walking.

"...Well where are we going, then?" I asked obliviously. I wasn't sure, and I was kind of scared. Fukuroi wasn't the kind of guy to skip class. And I wasn't the kind of girl!

He shrugged, "You'll see," He said quietly.

I felt a little tense. "..." I had nothing to say. Would he be offended if I said we had to get to class? I couldn't make up my mind. Did I like Fukuroi? Where did these emotions come from? And then we were right behind a corner, where the old art room was. Nobody would go in there now, though... "What are we doing here?" I asked.

After a moment of hesitation, he asked me something I didn't expect to hear. "Do you like me?"

My face flushed to a beet red. "F-Fukuroi, I- I..." I didn't know what to say. Did I really like him? Or was I just being a weirdo? Because, well, girls can get like that. Even I knew that. But there was no time to ponder on the thought, that would be rude for such a question.

"A-And it's okay if you don't, but I- I've had to get this off my mind for a while," He admitted. Every word made me like him more. How could I say it...?

Fukuroi looked so nervous for my answer. What should I say to him? I don't know? I think so but maybe I'm just weird? I didn't want to sound like a total loon or something! So I just said what my heart wanted. "Y-Yes." I said. It was such a plain answer, but it was true. The moment I said it, I knew it was the truth.

Before I knew it, I was against a wall with his lips pressed against mine. It was a huge surprise, coming from him, but I had to admit, I loved it. Our hands lightly scratched at each others backs, grasped hair, and wandered even farther.

The first few weeks we went out, it stayed a secret. But eventually we couldn't help but tell a few people, and then before we knew it, everybody knew. But that was okay, because that only meant that more people knew he was mine. And I was his. Keeping our love a secret would be so... tiring. I loved him, and he loved me. Why keep it a secret?