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Then why talk so negatively about it, calling it a bargaining chip... watch what you say, Fujioka-kun. It will be used against you.

( he sighs, but he's not going to argue over a hair clip anyway when he has other things to worry about like his other ultimates? besides, komaeda's petty, and when it comes to his ultimates, he'll do anything for them, especially make sure their things are fine. having it means komaeda will meet with akira more often... sighs, a blood oath he signed without knowing. )

That ability of yours, how are you able to do that?

[ Thinking about how Nanami had wanted them to be friends and instead she cursed Akira with Komaeda.

Anyways! He's not talking! Not about that ability he talks to nobody about, and not to somebody who's mean to him. See, he can be petty too. ]

Fujioka-kun? Fujioka-kun? Why aren't you talking, you apologized about being mean... are you being mean now?

( komaeda smiles, watching the other keep his lips sealed. )

It was useful, so why are you afraid...?

[ This is elementary school tactics... and he's so close to falling for it...

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Please leave me alone, Komaeda-san.

[ This is what your parents tell you to say when somebody's bullying you in the playground. ]

You can save lives, yet, you dislike being around others...

( he's not going to leave him alone, because it's the truth... )

But you enjoyed Nanami-san's company, it must have been nice, to be wanted by her.

[ It was nice, and the reminder of that makes him flush.

gonna hide his face by powerwalking through the door— powerwalking towards the main doors ]

( komaeda's going to stick out his foot while he's powerwalking to trip him up. )

[ fucking faceplants

... ]

Stop acting like you're four!

( goes to sit on his back so he can't get up. )

If you stop first! Come on, tell me about your ability... it's very compatible with Rokkun's recklessness...

No! Get off!

[ He tries to roll Komaeda off his back, using his arm as leverage, but he also doesn't want to throw Komaeda off too hard or quickly because what if he smacks his head— that would be better, rational thought says, but his conscience forbids it. ]

Do I have to tell him you're being mean to me...

( not that komaeda understands the full extent of what rokkun would even do, he just knows they both hang around him. so stop!! komaeda's not going to akira win this one, and he'll try to stay on, prevent himself from being thrown off like he's some raging bull or whatever. )

Tell— who? What?

[ Stoppppp Komaeda is too sick to keep Akira pinned down; he's going to at least try to roll over onto his side or back, if not get up, because he doesn't want to talk into the dirt. ]

( fine!!! he can get on his back, and komaeda can sit on his stomach!! thought akira was too a weak twink, and this was twink wars, but komaeda is sick...

he has to keep inching to the side to try and stay on when he moved around, difficult!!! difficult!! )

You know who... we're all friends, and this is how you treat me...

[ He's a weak twink but Komaeda is sick and that's all the advantage he needs. But also this was a mistake, because it's easier to have somebody sit on your back than on your stomach.

His arms are free to shove Komaeda away though. ]

What about— how you treat me??

( komaeda's going to smack his hand with his mechanical arm, stay back, stop touching him! )

I'm treating you kindly, I even answered all your questions... what about you, Fujioka-kun, if you can explain that skill... I'll get off of you.

( explain! smack! explain! )

[ WHY IS HE FOUR why is Akira getting beat up by Komaeda, this is the worst mental image I'm crying ]

Stop it! Stop! This isn't being kind!

( AKIRA STARTED IT!!!!! maybe if he played fair, and wasn't mean to komaeda!!! )

...Oh, I'm sorry.

( smack, smack!!! and then he stops, looking down at him as he calms down. )

I feel better now! You should do this for a living, Fujioka-kun.

[ KOMAEDA TRIPPED HIM AND THEN SAT ON HIM???

Akira stares up at the sky and wonders why this is his life, this isn't living ]

I'm never talking to you again.

( comfy? )

I want to learn, Fujioka-kun...

( looks dead at him, not caring for his plea of not talking because he is talking... but komaeda is serious about what he says. )

How to... sew myself.

[ "You go do that," Akira does not say, because if he speaks now that would be losing. Instead, he sighs and tries again to push Komaeda off, hands on Komaeda's shoulders and it's like doing a push-up except Komaeda's the ground and push-ups were not what he excelled at in PE ]

( annoying, stop touching him like that! it's fine, as akira tries to do his push-up, he's close enough for komaeda to wrap his arms around the male's neck just so he can try and lay on him or something. this is the hell he's chosen, and now he's got to live with komaeda holding onto him, back at school, broad daylight were people can see.

embarrassing )

Fujioka-kun!! You can tell me all your secrets, it's fine!

[ Stoppppppppp

imagine this yelling face but he's also very red and very embarrassed and if he weren't allowed to die he wishes he were dead.

BUT

Komaeda having his arms around Akira's neck means he has no leverage, it means Akira can roll and be on top instead, never mind how this looks in broad daylight where people can see ]

( oh, for the love of god, don't let anyone perceive their existence, because this is too much, and then akira has to live with this out in broad daylight!!

which, komaeda's flipped onto his back, but he keeps his arms tightly wrapped around akira's neck — or well, the mechanical arm is doing most of the work.

being a nuisance? he's actually enjoying himself, which, his fingers dig into akira's shirt... he's not letting go. )

[ Rokkun staring out the window watching this like "..."

while Akira wishes he could set Komaeda on fire, life would be so much easier if he had a different skillset and Komaeda weren't smiling and Akira immediately feels bad for wanting this to stop.

But okay, never mind Komaeda for now. Akira squeezes his eyes shut and tries not to think about lying on top of somebody else while he reaches around behind his own neck to pry Komaeda's fingers apart, he has to stop this first if he has any hope of being free. ]

( WHY is he everywhere? closes my eyes...

anyway... stop all this moving or he'll throw up blood i swear he will! he can feel the way akira picks at his fingers, and it's not like komaeda has the strongest strength in the world. he allows one finger to come up, and maybe a second. )

I'll let you go if you tell me... it's as simple as that.

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