Friday April 15 After Swimming
Kazuo had went home after swimming, not bothering going to tennis practice which also bore him. When he got home, he wasn't surprised to see his mother sprawled out on the couch again.
He walked into his room, changing into more comfortable clothes. He took a comb, brushed his hair back, then shook his head, making his hair fall messily around his face.
He walked out of his room, looking at the Bitch on the couch. His expression remained blank, but he turned to leave.
He didn't know where Kazuya was, so he thought he'd go look for him. He first checked Kazuya's work, but saw no signs of him. Next he went to the arcade. He entered the arcade, scanning the kids. He spotted Kazuya, but to his dismay, saw Yumi with him.
Kazuo turned around and left the arcade. With nothing better to do, he decided to go back home. This time, though, he took the longer route.
While walking in the alleys, Kazuo ran into a familiar boy from yesterday, the one that Kazuya had fought. This time, the boy was accompanied by even more friends. Kazuo kept his eyes straight ahead as he walked pass them.
"Well look who it is," the boy said. He smiled as he nodded to his friends who in turn began standing up.
Kazuo sighed deeply turning to face his enemies. It was obvious they had confused him for Kazuya. He didn't feel like correcting them so instead ready himself for a fight.
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Kazuo was easily besting over the boys, so they resorted to a new tactic. All the ones on their feet rushed in to knock Kazuo down. Kazuo was caught off guard, and was pushed against the wall. His eyes blacked out for a mere second, being that his head had hit the wall pretty hard.
While he was in the daze, he felt a sharp pain erupt in his lower chest and a flash of silver. He tried to remain standing, but the pain was unbearable. He fell to the ground, blood gushing out of his wound. He looked at the wound, before the blackness once again fell over his eyes.
He walked into his room, changing into more comfortable clothes. He took a comb, brushed his hair back, then shook his head, making his hair fall messily around his face.
He walked out of his room, looking at the Bitch on the couch. His expression remained blank, but he turned to leave.
He didn't know where Kazuya was, so he thought he'd go look for him. He first checked Kazuya's work, but saw no signs of him. Next he went to the arcade. He entered the arcade, scanning the kids. He spotted Kazuya, but to his dismay, saw Yumi with him.
Kazuo turned around and left the arcade. With nothing better to do, he decided to go back home. This time, though, he took the longer route.
While walking in the alleys, Kazuo ran into a familiar boy from yesterday, the one that Kazuya had fought. This time, the boy was accompanied by even more friends. Kazuo kept his eyes straight ahead as he walked pass them.
"Well look who it is," the boy said. He smiled as he nodded to his friends who in turn began standing up.
Kazuo sighed deeply turning to face his enemies. It was obvious they had confused him for Kazuya. He didn't feel like correcting them so instead ready himself for a fight.
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Kazuo was easily besting over the boys, so they resorted to a new tactic. All the ones on their feet rushed in to knock Kazuo down. Kazuo was caught off guard, and was pushed against the wall. His eyes blacked out for a mere second, being that his head had hit the wall pretty hard.
While he was in the daze, he felt a sharp pain erupt in his lower chest and a flash of silver. He tried to remain standing, but the pain was unbearable. He fell to the ground, blood gushing out of his wound. He looked at the wound, before the blackness once again fell over his eyes.