says hastily when he sees my look. “I mean, I’ve practice doing this stuff. I’ve always taken care of myself when I get sick.”
“Because your parents are away most of the time?”
“Something like that.”
I smile at him teasingly. “Or maybe you just don’t want to admit to me that you were born smug. I bet you never even let your parents help you out. You could probably start dressing yourself before your first birthday.” The image of a chibi Yuki doing everything on his own is so cute I know I’m going to draw it the moment I get home.
He shakes his head. “ Senpai?”
“Yes?” Blast it. I think I’m about to get another nosebleed, which – in the world of manga – is something you have either because you’re totally turned on or you’re absolutely whipped. It feels like it’s been ages since I last heard him call me that.
Yuki smiles at me, but for the first time it doesn’t reach his eyes. “Let’s just not go down that road, mm? Ever.”
Chapter Eight
A bizarre outbreak has broken out in school as female students one by one suffer from everything between nosebleeds and dizzy spells – anything to get the knight Yuki to sweep the damsel the girl in his arms and take her to the dungeon school clinic, where the dragon Nurse Simmons bellows about her impending resignation if things don’t get back to normal soon.
Am I the only one who sees the storyline here?
And am I the only one who’s noticed how much Yuki’s been glaring at me every time he walks past me? I think he’s blaming me for this epidemic, which is really unfair. I’m not the carrier of this disease.
“Want me to punch her for you?” Lace asks as she comes to stand next to me, joining the throng of students at a standstill in the hallway. Normally, the ten-minute interval before the last class of the day is chaotic, with most of us using it to make plans for the rest of the day. But today’s different, with most of us just waiting around and see who’s going to faint, bleed, or cry out next.
Personally, I just like seeing how Yuki’s well-defined biceps make his sleeves look like it’s going to Hulk-burst as he carries a girl in his arms. Seriously, those muscles are built to be seen naked. Long sleeves are an aberration for those biceps! I can just imagine Yuki and me alone in an exercise gym, and we’re totally getting our freak on. He lifts me up, muscles tautening just before my back slams against the wall and my legs go around him as he---
“KC?”
Oh, shite.
I fantasized again, and with Lace at my side to boot.
“Did you hear me? I asked if you want me to give that girl a well-deserved kick on her---”
“I’m fine, Lace,” I say immediately because she usually means what she says. It’s just another reason we’re best friends, even if most times she just sticks to the truth because she likes using it to shock people.
“Are you sure? And what’s up with your guy anyway? Doesn’t he know it’s not cool to spend that much time with other girls when he’s exclusively dating someone?”
My phone beeps. Let’s meet at the back of the school later, senpai.
I show Lace the message. “See? We’re cool.”
She snorts. “But why do you have to meet at the back? I mean, what if it’s just his way of making sure every girl here still thinks he’s single? What if---”
I touch Lace’s arm to calm her down a bit. “Stop it. You’re just saying that because you like passing off your man-hating ways as fighting for women’s lib.”
She grins. “But admit it. I have a point.”
I grin back. “No, you don’t, so stop it. Go to your gym class, Lace. I know you hate being late for that.”
“You’re really
“Because your parents are away most of the time?”
“Something like that.”
I smile at him teasingly. “Or maybe you just don’t want to admit to me that you were born smug. I bet you never even let your parents help you out. You could probably start dressing yourself before your first birthday.” The image of a chibi Yuki doing everything on his own is so cute I know I’m going to draw it the moment I get home.
He shakes his head. “ Senpai?”
“Yes?” Blast it. I think I’m about to get another nosebleed, which – in the world of manga – is something you have either because you’re totally turned on or you’re absolutely whipped. It feels like it’s been ages since I last heard him call me that.
Yuki smiles at me, but for the first time it doesn’t reach his eyes. “Let’s just not go down that road, mm? Ever.”
Chapter Eight
A bizarre outbreak has broken out in school as female students one by one suffer from everything between nosebleeds and dizzy spells – anything to get the knight Yuki to sweep the damsel the girl in his arms and take her to the dungeon school clinic, where the dragon Nurse Simmons bellows about her impending resignation if things don’t get back to normal soon.
Am I the only one who sees the storyline here?
And am I the only one who’s noticed how much Yuki’s been glaring at me every time he walks past me? I think he’s blaming me for this epidemic, which is really unfair. I’m not the carrier of this disease.
“Want me to punch her for you?” Lace asks as she comes to stand next to me, joining the throng of students at a standstill in the hallway. Normally, the ten-minute interval before the last class of the day is chaotic, with most of us using it to make plans for the rest of the day. But today’s different, with most of us just waiting around and see who’s going to faint, bleed, or cry out next.
Personally, I just like seeing how Yuki’s well-defined biceps make his sleeves look like it’s going to Hulk-burst as he carries a girl in his arms. Seriously, those muscles are built to be seen naked. Long sleeves are an aberration for those biceps! I can just imagine Yuki and me alone in an exercise gym, and we’re totally getting our freak on. He lifts me up, muscles tautening just before my back slams against the wall and my legs go around him as he---
“KC?”
Oh, shite.
I fantasized again, and with Lace at my side to boot.
“Did you hear me? I asked if you want me to give that girl a well-deserved kick on her---”
“I’m fine, Lace,” I say immediately because she usually means what she says. It’s just another reason we’re best friends, even if most times she just sticks to the truth because she likes using it to shock people.
“Are you sure? And what’s up with your guy anyway? Doesn’t he know it’s not cool to spend that much time with other girls when he’s exclusively dating someone?”
My phone beeps. Let’s meet at the back of the school later, senpai.
I show Lace the message. “See? We’re cool.”
She snorts. “But why do you have to meet at the back? I mean, what if it’s just his way of making sure every girl here still thinks he’s single? What if---”
I touch Lace’s arm to calm her down a bit. “Stop it. You’re just saying that because you like passing off your man-hating ways as fighting for women’s lib.”
She grins. “But admit it. I have a point.”
I grin back. “No, you don’t, so stop it. Go to your gym class, Lace. I know you hate being late for that.”
“You’re really
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