Fic  : Valentine Day ?

Form : [K-Project] 

Pairing : sarumi  

Actually finished in time for the festival. But there's a reason why I haven't posted. Haha. I hope everyone understands. Sarik (I'm not bragging)

This time, let's try to change the atmosphere for writing in middle school. After the office released a large set So I used some of the office's references. (Living in the same dormitory / bunk beds or mezzanine floors?) What's the information about Valentine's Day that Misaki said Saru was very popular?

LoL

Actually, the theme is Saru at Tokimeki. (Plus, he seems like a really careless person. Haha.) I want to write Misaki, a high school student who's a little annoyed at Saru because she's still young and doesn't know love. Plus, it's a confusing time like teenagers. Close friends and boyfriends are really just a line separating them (haha).

We think Misaki might feel a little better about being friends with Saru. But being still young I don't understand anything. He didn't think to find the answer either. So I just let it blur. I think it's the feeling of a close friend. Before I understood that

LoL 

If everyone reads it and likes it, that would be great. In any case, you can always give feedback.

P.S. I said it already.

K

can

LC

And (both the anime and the manga Red), don't forget to follow along with your fans (?) wink wink.

P.S. 02 White Day is a long wait. But I'm sure it will be satisfying, I promise. But I'd like to finish my mission at the end of this month and I'll arrange it for you. Ready to attach a good label as usual.

Today is February 14th.

Yata Misaki glances at Fushimi Saruhiko's shoe cabinet, which has boxes wrapped in sweet colored paper. It was overflowing and almost poured out into a pile outside.

Pop until it's annoying...

What's so good about that dead-faced monkey with glasses?

Yata thought about it as he tossed his shoes into the closet in frustration. The girl walked along the balcony of the building. Ready to reject the girls Everyone who asked about the owner of the shoe cabinet a moment ago The sound of a bag being thrown onto the table rang out softly. Mixed with the noise of chatter throughout the room

Besides the pile of chocolates in the shoe cabinet There wasn't much difference at the study table. Accidentally there will be more than that. Amber eyes looked at the table behind them. Boxes of chocolates were piled up horribly on the floor of the study table. You don't have to guess to know this. Under the table, there must have been some more chocolate stuffed.

"Fushimi-kun isn't coming too, Yata-kun?" Yata rolled his eyes. He had encountered this question more than ten times, even in less than an hour.

“It's not coming, it's like having the flu. It'll probably be here in a week." The girls' murmurs of regret sounded loudly. Once again, the little person was being worshiped just as much. with the number of questions asked about bringing Valentine's Day tributes home to sick people in dormitories The owner of the dark orange hair responded with a begrudging response.

I guess he should have borrowed a paper bag during lunch break.

Yata Misaki had never been this annoyed and annoyed by a woman before. A young boy had to borrow paper and a pen from a classmate to scribble. Post it on shoe cabinets, study desks, and secretly post it in front of the room to tell many girls who still don't know the news that the other person has disappeared.

The paper bag that was requested was not enough for the pile of chocolates that were increasing in size as if they were disintegrating or multiplying.

“Is it bigger this year?” a classmate sitting at a nearby table asked. Yata had never felt this good before. He finally heard a question other than asking for some spectacled monkeys.

“I don't understand either. Saruhiko wasn't this big before, was it?” Yata turned to talk to his interlocutor. At least it's less boring than having to sit and answer questions from girls both your junior and seniors.

“I bet you got the most in this school.” The young man let out a laugh, not considering his friends. while waving his hands around as if he didn't believe those words. “I don't want to imagine White Day. How many girls will be sitting around waiting to hear from Fushimi?”

Yata laughed again. It felt like I had just heard a joke. Laughed until he almost couldn't breathe. “Saruhiko doesn't care. Didn't you see it last year?" The interlocutor pondered. I thought of Fushimi's situation last year when she rejected everyone all at once without paying attention. Plus a trailer with bad words. Stamped in everyone's faces too.

“Ugh! So why are people not interested in women like that? That's why it's so popular!!” Thinking about it, I feel a rush of tears. Yata laughed again. His classmates overacted and caught the attention of the men and women around him. Amber eyes saw that although many people did not come,

But the movement stopped. He acted like he was tilting his head to listen to Fushimi's story coming out of his mouth.

“Or does that doctor already have someone he likes?”

Yata was silent. It was one of the few times he gave his head something to think about. Many times with the stories of girls who come to court He has shown the results that he doesn't care, doesn't like, and many other things that can't be chased to death. “I think that monkey with glasses Probably wouldn't be more interested.”

“Or maybe you haven't found the right person yet. So I brushed it all over the place.” A large set of questions threw down another round of questions for the young man to ponder.

“Yes, it's possible. Saruhiko is such a big deal. It's just the green algae that they still refuse to eat. Said it's a vegetable. It's such a big deal.” The people around him, including himself, who heard this, nodded their heads as if they could see the entire class swaying together.

“I wonder about that doctor's specs. What kind of woman do you like?” Around them, there were even more people listening to that question. Especially the women in the class all moved closer. He reluctantly tilted his ear. And before he could think any more, The class bell rang. Along with the sound of opening the door to the afternoon class teacher's room.

The whole class broke up and went in different directions. Amber eyes glanced at the empty table behind him. Thinking of that question

Having said that, he never knew either. What kind of women does the other party like?

But you can guess. That house must be a big deal. Choose until no one will be with you.

The thoughts were just frozen. Yata opened his mouth and yawned loudly. Lift the book up to your face. When the subject teacher began to lecture on difficult topics that he had not thought about and did not want to listen to. The sky is clear this afternoon. until he had to change the subject The thoughts from a moment ago were erased. With the issue of skateboarding taking its place

A young boy cleans up the final pile of chocolates. In his hand he carried a paper bag stuffed with seasonal gifts from the girls. Yata let out a soft sigh. Looking up at the sky and the sun turning red-orange Some girls stepped out of the school fence. Wandering around a bit when feeling off balance from carrying the said bag.

Normally, he never had to take on this responsibility. Most of the time, Fushimi thinks he should come and settle the matter himself. Plus sometimes he acts annoying. He said he would leave free food. These have gone down your throat.

“People have worked hard to do it for us. Don't throw it away."

Yata remembered that last year he went out like that, he used it because his mother often taught him, especially about food. Therefore, he stubbornly protested as soon as he saw Fushimi intending to throw the items into one trash can.

Of course, Fushimi knew exactly how much chocolate he would get this year. Even though he was sick and didn't come to class. Everyone has to bring it in a pile. He tried his hardest to reach his hand. The prediction was not completely wrong. Yata softly shouted "Oh" in his heart to himself. No wonder this morning the other party told him to ignore him.

If something is piled up on the table Or if possible Sweeping it into the trash can is even better.

If you do that, you'll get beaten up. It also hurts people's feelings.

It's so frustrating.

That's the reason why this person, Yata Misaki, tried to bring everything back. The young man felt that he was taking longer than usual to reach the dormitory. Put it nearby with the entrance door to the room He glanced at the sick person on the top bunk.

It seems like this time Fushimi will be very easy-going, different from 3 years ago.

The owner of the dull orange house did not hear the sound of the keyboard rattling. Light from computers, including

PDA

Just like last time The young man nodded in satisfaction. Manage to move some of the items you brought into the refrigerator. He looked at the ingredients in the cabinet that he had luckily left to make a simple meal. Extend the life of the other person and yourself by having another meal without having to go out and buy it in the early evening.

He himself carried things until he was tired. The shop is about to go outside.

Yata decided not to make any noise like he always did. He walked and picked up everything in the room quietly. Let the other person sleep soundly on the second floor bed. Influenza seems to be more difficult to recover from than the common cold. Even though he had succeeded in dragging the other party to see a doctor, he was still resting. Eat rice and take medicine at mealtimes.

He didn't know how much time had passed. But I woke up again, as if I could hear the voices of people in the room who were speechless, like they were saying something. Until I had to take my hands off cooking and listen.

“...Saki... Misaki... Where's Misaki...? Have you come back yet...Misaki?"

For a long time he had wanted to tease the other party. The owner of the woman's first name was silent. Waiting to see the attitude from the other side. He saw that the pretentious Fushimi Saruhiko was startled when he looked at the clock. Saw the other party frantically looking left and right as if searching for

PDA

It's like calling. His mouth was speechless. But I can understand a little bit about the fact that he hasn't returned to his dorm yet.

Yata would have seen something funnier if he hadn't burst out laughing until the other person turned their head. He looked up at the small figure who was holding back a laugh.

Fushimi Saruhiko felt like she had made the biggest mistake, while Yata Misaki was laughing continuously. A young boy with dark blue hair, slightly black, pushed on his glasses to correct his embarrassment. His face was so red that he couldn't tell if it was from a fever or embarrassment. with the behavior of the moment

"You look so funny, Saruhiko. Haha, what's wrong with you?" Fushimi didn't answer. It looked like this mistake would be a big issue for the owner of the amber eyes to get revenge on. The little man was standing and smiling, his teeth bared slightly. It seemed like he was pleased to see the other party in such a pretentious state.

The irritation in his heart from the morning until the end of school slowly disappeared, Yata completely forgot about the hardships he had experienced all day. When there is no other party on the frontline on Valentine's Day this year

"...burn"

“Huh?”

“It'll burn soon,” Fushimi said in a short sentence. Warn the other party after smelling a burning odor. The person who was greeted ran back to the kitchen. Let the pretentious people lose their minds and restore the old Fushimi Saruhiko.

Next time, I won't let it go off like that for the second time.

He swore to himself like that in his heart.

The salty taste of the porridge was the only thing he could taste. Fushimi swallowed his dinner liquid slowly. All the medicine bags were placed aside. Dark blue eyes peered through the lenses of the glasses at the other person who was pretending to eat a delicious dinner. Unlike him who could only taste a few things.

“Add more.” Fushimi shook his head. After the rice porridge in the bowl was completely gone The young man quickly picked up the empty bowl. He cleared the table in an expert manner and let him stare at the medicine packet in front of him.

“Is it better? It looks like you don't have a fever anymore.” Yata started the conversation. All the utensils were piled up at the sink. He doesn't seem to be in the mood to clean up yet. or any cleaning at all

“Think of it in two days. I'll probably get better. Today I'm just dizzy.”

"You're so dizzy that you're going to call me right away? Haha, you're becoming more and more like my mother. That's too bad. I didn't come back so late that you had to call me, isn't that crazy?" The young man wearing glasses hiccuped. A soft jingling sound came out. Fushimi sidesteps her embarrassing situation and asks for warm water to take medicine instead.

“Oh, that's right, I don't have a fever.” A glass of warm water was placed on the table. A small hand rose to rest on the other's forehead and he looked at him from a close distance. Suddenly, the patient's heart began to beat loudly. The person whose temperature was taken was speechless until the other person walked away.

Yata smiled widely. Smiling like always He always looked at how cute it was.

“Cool. Nia, you just disappeared and ate chocolate. Let's eat something sweet. It probably won't work. You'll just have a sore throat. But if kept for a long time, it will no longer be delicious. Two more days would be perfect.”

Don't tell me... buy me some chocolate.

The thought, like a spark of light, was instantly extinguished within. and was quickly washed out of his head As soon as Yata shows off a pile of chocolates that aren't even his own. Fushimi's face was disgusted, similar to how she felt when she had to eat vegetables. He looked at the pile of gift boxes with indifference.

“I told you this early in the morning. You don't have to carry it back, you can leave it or you can give it to the people in the area.” He saw the medicine on his cheek. His demeanor clearly showed dissatisfaction with his words.

“Think of it as free stuff. Don't worry too much about it. This kind of thing, the other party did it on purpose, dammit.” The same conversational sentences repeat again. Fushimi rolled her eyes. Plus he made a dissatisfied sound in his throat.

All the frustration came back again. Yata jerked his head away. He seemed to have enough sense not to quarrel with sick people. “I should be upset. Have to sit and answer questions for girls. To you several times a day, why do I have to carry this pile of things back to my room again?” The young man complained loudly. according to his own style

“Why are you upset? The irritated person should have been me who told you to leave. And the one who stubbornly carried it back was you, right?" There was a soft cough after finishing the sentence. Fushimi looked like she was sick. A special ability like a shrew will not get sick as well. The chirping sound sounded several more times.

"Besides... I don't really care, Misaki."

“Huh, I dare say it's not a big deal. That kid doesn't eat vegetables like you. Plus he rejects every girl."

“It's not a big deal,” Fushim said in a loud voice that followed Yata's. The young man with fierce glasses seemed to not care about the sound of his voice, no matter how much his health did not allow him to speak. Secretly, I felt very annoyed at the person in front of me who didn't know the reason. Why did he have to put all this stuff away?

“Then don't throw it away. I feel sorry for everyone else.”

“It's because you're like this. Damn it, where are you going to block yourself? Look at these handmade chocolate chip cookies. That's another molded chocolate mold. At least don't throw it away.” A thin person's hand picked up the contents of a large paper bag and spoke. Amber eyes stared at the items with an expression of incomprehension.

I don't understand why the other person must deny good feelings. With so many other people's things, even if you don't associate with them or can respond to the needs of the other party, at least you shouldn't hurt the kindness of the people!!

“They are not Misaki. Why do I have to care!! That's important... That pile of chocolate over there It's not something from Misaki!! Why do I have to want it?!” Fushimi jumped to his feet. Ready to let out a loud noise The tall man clenched his fists before realizing what he had said.

You chose to turn your head away and behave yourself again. When I realized I was being fake in a big way.

Even though the outside looks calm But inside he was in a big panic. I don't know how the other party will feel when the other party hears this. Because I understand that Their relationship should stop at the level of close friends. Fushimi seemed even more upset as the other person remained silent and stared at him stunned, as if the staff were just there.

“Saruhiko... Don't tell me that you..."

His heart pounded again. Fushimi Saruhiko tried hard to suppress his flustered expression. Dark blue eyes glanced at the other party who had left their words. It's like deciding whether to speak or not.

“What? If you don't like chocolate, tell me honestly. Why do you want chocolate? Wow, it's no wonder I don't want chocolate every year. That's why.” In the blink of an eye, Fushimi walked stiffly and climbed onto her own bunk bed. Feeling lost in face like never before Plus, I feel extremely defeated.

Forgot, the other person is Yata Misaki...

To know that But the young man's heart was too much to bear. The sound of tickling came out of his mouth countless times. Leaving a gloomy aura behind Leave the other person confused by his reaction.

“Wait, Saruhiko, I'm not teasing you anymore. Don't disrespect me, you monkey who doesn't eat vegetables. Hey Saru, turn around and look at me. Stop making sounds like that, hey!! I said I'm sorry, I'm not teasing anymore.” The young man with square-rimmed glasses went against the grain of everything he said. It seems that the mental impact this time is too severe.

Even though the other party used a pleading tone of voice to reconcile, it didn't seem to work.

“Ah, Saruhiko, oh, please, I'm sorry. I didn't think you would like chocolate this much!! Did you hear me say I'm sorry? Saruhiko!” Dark blue eyes glanced at the other person who was hanging on the edge of the second floor bed. Long hair on the side that looked like a bowtie and rested on the floor of the second floor bed.

A thumping sound similar to something falling rang out. Until Fushimi accidentally turned to look. Looking down to the first floor In his heart, he was afraid that the other person would make a mistake and fall to the floor. But Yata reluctantly let go and ran back to the refrigerator. before quickly running back to his original position while holding up the pudding cup for the other person to see

“If you don't like chocolate that much, then in exchange, I'll give you my pudding quota for the whole month. Is that okay in exchange for the chocolate you got today? Saruhiko?” Yata saw the other person frown. So frantic, he had to speak quickly before the other person got angry again. “I swear, I'm not teasing you, I'm not going to bring you chocolate.

But if you get chocolate You can exchange it for my pudding.”

Fushimi remained silent. Staring at someone so thin it was frightening. Jayata must decide to pull out his stick. “This promotion Can be used for life!! Is that okay?”

A strange proposal came out of the little man's mouth. The person who heard the proposal thought about it for a moment before nodding helplessly. Plus, secretly smile a little. With the other party's behavior that seems to be more difficult than usual.

“But you have to eat after you get better. If you eat dessert now, you'll cough heavily. That's what my mom taught me."

“I know…” Amber eyes widened. He looked up at the person on the second floor who made eye contact, “Let's keep that pudding for you as well. And you took the chocolate. As for the remaining debt, I'll go collect it myself.” Fushimi saw Yata smile widely. Some of the ivory figures nodded eagerly. The bunny ears-like hair rippled with the force of his movements.

“Trust me. This pudding cup Or, I'll keep the whole month's cup for you, Saruhiko.” That cheerful tone. It's like letting people know that the old Yata Misaki has returned. A young boy ran around carrying a pudding cup and carefully put it in the refrigerator. All actions are within the eyes of the other person at all times.

Looks like Yata Misaki understood what he said earlier. It will be a very long way. Until that day comes He probably had to eat hundreds or thousands of cups of pudding. It seemed difficult and had to wait a long time. For Fushimi Saruhiko, it wouldn't be that serious.

But more importantly It's seeing the other person still smile throughout the entire time they've been together.

That's it, the Valentine's Day gift that will make him the most delighted...

And it seems that Yata Misaki's frustration throughout February 14th has been completely washed away. With words that came out in just a split second from Fushimi Saruhiko's mouth, the two of them didn't even know it.