D. N. Angel - Drabble - Awkward Game
A little too much.
She didn’t seem to mind that they were being watched. After all, their close proximity was the thing drawing the attention. He didn’t seem to notice it; his calculating, blue eyes were watching her carefully. His lower lip twitched just like his hand underneath hers.
Her heart began to pound against her chest. Risa wanted to jerk her hand away but she would not give in.
“So…what, Harada-san?” Satoshi continued.
His quiet voice scared her, as it sounded a little louder than usual. “It’s Risa, Satoshi-kun.”
Or maybe the room was just too quiet.
Risa wanted to stop. This was already too much for her to handle. First, the barely-existing gap between herself and Hiwatari Satoshi; then, it seemed to catch everyone’s eye. She could already feel the blood rushing to her face, unlike the bluenette across from her, who was being nonchalant about the whole situation.
Envying him, Risa rolled her eyes. As Satoshi stared blankly at his opponent, Riku broke through the crowd composing of Ritsuko, Daisuke, Mari and Saehara Takeshi. Risa’s twin sister glanced at her sister before all color drained from her face. She looked at Daisuke with a horrified look on her face.
“Daisuke, how long has it been since they’ve been at it?!”
Takeshi pointed at the clock. “Five minutes since the challenge was issued.”
“What was-?”
“If they played the awkward game, then Risa would have to play chess with Hiwatari-kun.” Mari replied, giggling. Risa sighed, thinking what in the world did she get herself into. Playing in a ridiculous game; having her legs straddling Satoshi’s and their hands grasping one another --- yeah, that was awkward.
Whose idea was this again?
Hers.
“Fangirls and teachers are gonna kill you both.” Riku pointed out.
“Harada!”
Speak of the devil. It was Kaseda-sensei.
“Hiwatari?!”
Surprise, surprise.
Satoshi was the first to let go. Was he in his right mind to agree to this? He blamed the low blood pressure. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have agreed in the first place. Her hands slipped out of his and her gaze moved away from him. His mind let out a sigh of relief although something about him felt empty.
Though he wouldn’t admit it aloud, her fingers touching his…it was a feeling he was not allowed to crave, but deep inside, it began to wake.
She didn’t seem to mind that they were being watched. After all, their close proximity was the thing drawing the attention. He didn’t seem to notice it; his calculating, blue eyes were watching her carefully. His lower lip twitched just like his hand underneath hers.
Her heart began to pound against her chest. Risa wanted to jerk her hand away but she would not give in.
“So…what, Harada-san?” Satoshi continued.
His quiet voice scared her, as it sounded a little louder than usual. “It’s Risa, Satoshi-kun.”
Or maybe the room was just too quiet.
Risa wanted to stop. This was already too much for her to handle. First, the barely-existing gap between herself and Hiwatari Satoshi; then, it seemed to catch everyone’s eye. She could already feel the blood rushing to her face, unlike the bluenette across from her, who was being nonchalant about the whole situation.
Envying him, Risa rolled her eyes. As Satoshi stared blankly at his opponent, Riku broke through the crowd composing of Ritsuko, Daisuke, Mari and Saehara Takeshi. Risa’s twin sister glanced at her sister before all color drained from her face. She looked at Daisuke with a horrified look on her face.
“Daisuke, how long has it been since they’ve been at it?!”
Takeshi pointed at the clock. “Five minutes since the challenge was issued.”
“What was-?”
“If they played the awkward game, then Risa would have to play chess with Hiwatari-kun.” Mari replied, giggling. Risa sighed, thinking what in the world did she get herself into. Playing in a ridiculous game; having her legs straddling Satoshi’s and their hands grasping one another --- yeah, that was awkward.
Whose idea was this again?
Hers.
“Fangirls and teachers are gonna kill you both.” Riku pointed out.
“Harada!”
Speak of the devil. It was Kaseda-sensei.
“Hiwatari?!”
Surprise, surprise.
Satoshi was the first to let go. Was he in his right mind to agree to this? He blamed the low blood pressure. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have agreed in the first place. Her hands slipped out of his and her gaze moved away from him. His mind let out a sigh of relief although something about him felt empty.
Though he wouldn’t admit it aloud, her fingers touching his…it was a feeling he was not allowed to crave, but deep inside, it began to wake.