Akeia: You cry too much. you probably cut yourself too. You do, don't you?
Maiho: what? No!!
Akeia: then why do you always wear long sleeved shirts and sweaters? How come nobody ever sees your arms?
Maiho: I.. G-get cold easily,,,
Akeia: oh, then since it's pretty hot, you won't mind taking your sweater off, would you?
Maiho: um.. Alright. *takes off his sweater. He's wearing long sleeves.*
Akeia: sleeves too? It's like 100 degrees out here! Just roll up your sleeves!
Maiho: n-no I think I'm good...
Akeia: *grabs his arm* that wasn't a question, Maiho *rolls up his sleeves, looking at the cuts on his arms*
Maiho: u-uh... *whimpers*
Akeia: I knew it. Wait till Arlo hears about this.
Maiho: *sniffles* .... P-please don't tell her..
Akeia: you act like you have a choice. I'm telling Arlo, kid
Maiho: No!! A-anyone but Arlo, please...
Akeia: ...well, alright, but remember you said that!! *proceeds to walk off*
Maiho: oh no...
~{later on}~
Maiho: *inhales, exhales, and forces his usual grin before he walks into his house* hai mama! Hai papa! :>
Piedmon: oh hey-
Cedric: hi..
Maiho: what's wrong, papa? :<
Cedric: Maiho.. May I see your arms?
Maiho: *shaking a bit* uh.. W-why?
Cedric: just something I heard. I'm sure it's not true but I just wanted to check.
Maiho: *backing out of the still open doorway*
Cedric: where are you going? :<
Maiho: I uh.. I think I dropped something.. Over on the sidewalk.. Um.. *closes the door shut once he's outside and quickly takes off running*
