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Ayano.
Ayano, Ayano, Ayano.
Ayano Aishi. Fuck, what a beautiful name.
I googled it, apparently it means something like "The Color Of My Love".
I guess the implication is that it's red.
The color of burning passion.
Ayano...
"Osana!" Taro shouted, dragging her kicking and screaming from the heaven of her pleasant daydream into the pits of hell, IE talking to this idiot. "Are you okay? I've been talking to you for like, 5 minutes, were you not even paying attention?" he asked, looking like a puppy that had just been kicked.
Osana looked all over, panicking, but she was nowhere to be seen. "Where, where-GAH!" she turned back to her childhood friend and glared at him so hard he swore she could shoot lasers. "Are you kidding me?! Now I missed my chance to see-" she cut herself off before she said anything potentially incriminating.
"To see who?"
She crossed her arms. "None of your business."
He sighed. "Aw, come on, I don't keep secrets from you!"
The fiery... orangehead... glanced around and then replied. "Look, I haven't even told Raibaru about this, okay? We're not keeping something from you, I just haven't told anybody at all."
"Oh. That makes me feel better." Taro was relieved to find out it wasn't Girl Talk. It always made him feel left out when they didn't tell him something because of that, although he wasn't exactly sure why.
No, no, ugh! I can't believe he made me miss her!
At that moment, Midori Gurin came rushing over to the large bush they were talking in front of. "Yan-chan, Yan-chan!"
"Gah!" Ayano yelped as Midori shoved her face in her space unexpectedly. "What the hell, Midori?"
HUH?! She was... right behind me??? Osana instantly puts her back up to the bush perfectly straight to hide, before poking her head around the side to watch.
"Yan-chan, why are you behind this bush?" Midori asks.
"I, uh-" Ayano initially stutters, but she quickly composes herself. "I was answering a text from my mom, telling me I left my lunch at home." Ah! Perfect.
"Isn't your mom on vacation in America?" she said, with a face that read confused but a tone that read 'I call bullshit'. "How would she know?"
"Have you met my mother?"
This seemed to satisfy the green-haired girl. "Okay, that's fair, she's pretty much omnipotent. Do you wanna split my lunch? I don't mind sharing."
"No. I'm fine."
"Whatever floats your boat. Anyway, I gotta run off to the club, but Kokona said to meet her at the gym during lunch."
"Ugh, fine." Ayano walked off to talk to Kuu, one of her other friends.
"...I think I know who you were talking about," Taro said slyly, prompting Osana to flip him off. "How do you know her, anyway?"
"We met at a summer camp." She paused. "Okay, she doesn't know I exist, but I fell in love with her after I saw her at a summer camp." She shook herself. "W-whatever! I need to go now, or I'm going to miss my chance to watch her!" Upon seeing the eager look on his face, she added, "...alright, as long as you shut your trap, you can come too."
Luckily, she had just barely missed the beginning of the conversation going on. "-yeah, whatever. Anyway, where the hell is Yui?" Ayano asked grumpily.
"She's home sick again. With strep throat," Kuu answered plainly.
"Oh thank god, at least it's not another fucking sinus infection-"
"-and a sinus infection," she finished.
"AGAIN?! I swear to god, she needs to start wearing a beanie in summer with those sensitive-ass ears of hers," the ravenette snarked. Ravenette. Such a sexy word. I need to use that more often.
"Maybe. Wanna hang out at lunch," Kuu said. It wasn't a question, it was a statement.
"Nope," she grunted, "Can't. Kokona's got some bullshit or something."
"Ah, a shame. I wonder what it is this time." Is she allergic to question marks or something?
"Whatever. Let's go somewhere less crowded. I feel like punching a wall." Poor thing.
"And you don't want to be surrounded by fleshy ones?" Okay, apparently she just only uses them when she can piss people off with them. That sounds about right.
Ayano mumbled something that sounded kinda like "Hngrrrngnghfrfnhgnrhglshutup" and walked away, Kuu following and rolling her eyes.
"I think I see why you like her," Taro said once they had gotten far enough away not to hear him. "She's certainly got a the heat to match yours." Man, shut your ass.
"I will kick you in the nuts," she threatened.
"And yours," he responded in kind.
"Yeah, whatever. I got balls of steel, asshole."
"Does that mean I can call you numbnuts?"
"...go fuck yourself. No, like, actually, go fuck yourself. That was clever and I hate you." She paused and stared at him. "No, like, go away. I need to make a game plan."
"Ah, gotcha. Well, I'll go talk to someone more interesting then," he said before scuttling away. Up yours.
She pulled out the pink box sitting her backpack and stared at it. She forgot her lunch, huh? Well, I guess it's very convenient that I happened to make one for- not her. She readied herself. I just have to find the perfect time to strike.