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》07《 Bantering Bullies

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"Alright, that's a wrap for today," Ren said. He gulped down some cold water from the water bottle Y/N handed to him. He wiped his mouth with a checkered handkerchief he kept in his right pocket. He reminded,"Don't forget that practice is cut short tomorrow."

Izumi fanned himself with his hands, trying to get rid of the tiny droplet of sweat on his face. It was a hot day, and the sun shone brightly, which caused some unwanted precipitation. He groaned, "Finally! I feel like a bus passed by and splashed a puddle on me."

Kyo yawned sleepily, and asked tiredly, "Who's turn is it to put the equipment back in the storage closet?"

Everyone avoided looking at Ren, who chose a lucky victim everyday. Returning some equipment wasn't hard, but since the storage closet was across the school, it always turned into a real workout.

"It's Nao's turn today," Ren replied nonchalantly, making the other two boys sigh in relief. On the other hand, the brunette's body froze still when his name was called.

Nao flinched at the thought of carrying the heavy material. He mumbled under his breath, "But I returned it the day before."

In that moment, everyone besides Y/N turned a blind eye to the teen's pitiful predicament. As the rest of the boys started to pack their things, Y/N walked up to the brown haired boy. She tapped his shoulder lightly, which got Nao's attention.

"I'm staying a little bit late today," she explained, smiling at the timid boy. "I don't have anything else to do so I'll help you out, okay?"

The three boys in the vicinity stopped in their tracks, and looked at Y/N bewildered. It was the first time she offered to help out with the equipment, and they couldn't help but feel a little green. One thought raced in their minds, Nao you lucky bastard!

To pile it on, they were very aware that the brunette liked her as well, and realized that the brunette would get some alone time with her. Their attitudes dampened even further.

"I don't think Nao needs any help, Y/N." Kyo's lips formed into a tight-lipped smile that showed his irritation. He pulled at the H/C haired girl's side whilst sending the shy boy a perturbed look. "He can handle it all by himself, right Nao?"

In return, Nao could only cower under Kyo's intense gaze whilst looking to the side. He meekly replied, "I guess I don't need help-"

The male was cutted off by Ren who harshly poked a finger at the dark haired bully. Kyo yelped in pain, and glared at his attacker.

"It's pretty hot today so I think Nao does need help with such heavy equipment," Ren emphasized as he threw a lingering tennis ball into the ball cart. Unknownst to Y/N, he sent Nao a sickly sweet smile that screamed 'you-owe-me.'

Y/N, who was unaware to the silent dilemma between the boys, complied. She smiled at the brunette, "I don't really mind helping out, Nao."

"O-okay," he said nervously as a light pink blush dusted his cheeks. Y/N pulled the ball cart to the court entrance, and faced the male. "Let's go then?"

Nao nodded his head frantically as he wanted to put as much distance between him and Kyo. He picked up a hefty pile of tennis racquets and eagerly fast-walked to Y/N. He craned his head to the E/C eyed girl. "Uhm yeah!"

The two teens began their short adventure to the storage closet, which was approximately a ten minute walk. The journey was mostly filled with silly conversations. Occasionally, Y/N would giggle at the boy's cuteness.

It was like a scene out of a romance drama, where the boy and girl were in their own little world. Sadly, it wasn't, and they were brought back to the harsh reality when a malicious figure marched towards them.

"Well, if it isn't a two year old brat," a well-built male drawled smugly as he smirked at Nao. There were two rough-looking guys behind him smirking as well. The ringleader of the group turned his attention to the H/C haired girl. "Is this your girlfriend, Nao? She's quite pretty. I wouldn't mind having her for mys-"

Nai growled at him. Usually, he would run away from the trio, but the boy's vile comment flipped a switch with him. He said in a restrained muffle, "Leave Y/N out of this, Nikko!"

"Since when did I listened to little kids?" He scoffed and crossed his arms together. His posse replied with a chorus of nevers. Nikko placed a finger on his chin as if he were in deep thought before grinning sadistically. "I was going to let you off today, but I changed my mind. Maybe I should start by breaking your nose?"

Y/N, who was getting fed up with the boy's arrogant attitude, suggested irritatedly.

"Here's a thought! Why don't you three leave before you find yourselves wandering to my bad side?" Y/N stretched her arms, and jumped up and down lightly, warming up her body. "I'm sure that you'll find it very unpleasant."

"Smh," Nikko rolled his eyes before taunting the female, "As if a shortcake like you can lay a punch on me-"

Before registering what the H/C female was doing, a green nylon was rapidly traveling towards the light-haired male's face. A sickening crack struck his ears like lightning.

"I never said I was going to punch you," It was Y/N's turn to smirk as the snobby male held his nose. She pulled out another ball from her pocket and bounced it up in down. "It's a shame I missed my target. I was aiming for your forehead as I was hoping to knock some sense into you. . ."

The light-haired boy glared at the two tennis players before simpering away with tweedle-dee and tweedle-dum. The violent atmosphere slowly settled into a comfortable stance once again.

Y/N let out a sigh, which earned a questioning look from the boy beside her. She worriedly peered at him, "Do you deal with this everyday?"

"Well," Nao prolonged his reply. He fiddled his fingers nervously. "Not really. There are Tuesdays, where I only get a few insults."

He shook his head feverously, snapping out of his pitiful daze.

"But thanks for standing up to them!" He quickly added and bowed multiple times to show he was grateful.

"You don't have to thank me." Y/N commented whilst tossing the prior tennis ball into the metal cart. She pinpointed to a previous event, "I only copied your signature move."

Nao blushed a deep shade of red as he recalled the embarassing situation from the week before. He looked down at his toes whilst letting out an awkward chuckle. "Um, yeah. . . I swear that was an accident!"

Y/N couldn't help but ruffle the brunette's hair a little. She giggled, "I know. I was just joking, Nao."

"Oh," he let out a sigh of relief before laughing with her. Truthfully, he hasn't had this much fun with anyone as he was constantly wary of befriending people. Although with Y/N, it came naturally, and it made him adore her more.

As they ventured further into the school, he unconsciously touched his chestnut tresses. He thought about how the girl's fingers entangled themselves in his hair, and how it felt really good. He blushed a deeper shade of crimson as mind swirled into uncharted territories.

Nao gazed at the H/C haired girl longingly. He stared at her silky hair for a few seconds before moving to her hands.

I wonder what it feels like to have her fingers entangled with mine.