Ayoshi, on his way to school, usually would walk with Taro and Osano, but for some reason, they weren't at the park. As he walked, he heard multiple footsteps behind him, but paid them no mind. He didn't pay them any attention until he was about to turn the corner and two of the delinquents that came to the school the other day stopped him. When he was stopped, he heard loud laughter behind him and knew it was the other delinquents from that day.
"Well, well, look what we have here. The punk from the other day," Yogi said. Ayoshi just glanced at him and went around him, but a hand grabbed at his arm and stopped him. "Hey! Don't fucking ignore me! Because of you, we got into big trouble at our school," he said as he yanked Ayoshi back towards the ground.
Ayoshi looked at the hand touching him. He grabbed it and flipped Yogi on his back, crushing his chest with his foot while he pulled his arm so hard that he could dislocate it. "Do not touch me. I do not want my uniform to be dirtied by such filthy hands," he said with an ice-cold voice.
Yogi's lackeys were so shocked that they only reacted when he screamed at them to help.
Ayoshi dealt with them just as quickly as he dealt with their leader, but Ayoshi didn't leave unscathed. He had a busted lip, a bruise on his cheek, and his knuckles were bleeding. However, he was completely unfazed by his injuries. He didn't feel any pain as he kept walking to school. When he finally arrived at the school, he saw Taro and Osano at the gate. They rushed towards him.
"Ayoshi-kun!"
"Aishi-kun!"
As they yelled his name and got closer to him, they noticed that Ayoshi was hurt.
"Ayoshi, your face! Are you ok?" Taro exclaimed.
"What happened to you?!" Osano yelled.
"Delinquents. Why were you not at the park?" Ayoshi asked as he walked inside the gates.
Taro and Osano were shocked and dashed to catch up with Ayoshi.
"You stupid, dummy! You're hurt and you're wondering why we weren't at the park!"
"There were delinquents near the park," Taro said.
"Yeah, those fucks threatened us to leave. Aishi-kun, we wanted to wait for you, but they said they would fuck us up if we didn't leave."
"It is ok, they were dangerous. Even though I handled them fine, I still got a little hurt," Ayoshi said as they finally walked inside the school building and down the hall.
"Ayoshi-kun, we need to get you to the infirmary. You're bleeding," Taro said.
"Yeah! Don't you have anything to help with the bleeding?"
"No, it is fine. It does not hurt."
"I don't care! We are taking you to the infirmary whether you like it or not, dummy!"
"Yeah, Ayoshi-kun. The cut on your knuckles might get infected."
"Fine."
As they were walking down to the infirmary, Osano's mind ran a mile a minute until he burst. "Aishi-kun! Why does Taro-kun get to call you by your first name and I don't? I met you first!"
"You never asked."
Osano's face grew as red as a tomato from anger and embarrassment. "You stupid, dummy! Why didn't you tell me all I had to do was ask?"
"You never said anything."
"Ugh! I hate you! From now on, I'm calling you by your first name. Ayoshi… Ayoshi-kun," Osano said with his face hot and red.
"Ok."
"And… and you'll call me by my first name! So sa-say it!"
"Osano-kun."
Osano's heart sped up. He looked away and smiled softly, loving the way his name rolled off Ayoshi's tongue.
When they finally made it to the infirmary, Taro tried to gain some of Ayoshi's attention. "Ayoshi, remember to meet me in the library. Don't get distracted by cake, I'll make sure to get you strawberry milk."
"Mm."
"Hold up! You guys hang out witho–'' Osano tried to say something but Taro interrupted.
"Look, we're here," Taro said and opened the door for them.
Ayoshi and Osano walked in, Taro walking in after them. When Ayoshi walked in, a guy with pink hair turned around.
"Excuse me, my friend is hurt," Taro said.
Mujo walked over with a worried face, "Oh my, your face! Is there anywhere else you're hurt?"
"My knuckles have some cuts and are bleeding."
"Well, the nurse isn't here, but I can help. It's almost time for class, but you'll have to stay. However, don't worry, when the nurse gets back, she'll give you a note for your teacher."
"Well Osano, I'll stay with Ayoshi-kun. You can go to class. I don't want you to be late."
"No! I'll stay with Ayoshi-kun! You go to class."
The two started to argue about who got to stay with Ayoshi. "Ok, you two, calm down. It won't take very long and nobody needs to stay with him. So both of you get to class before the bell rings." The two sulked and reluctantly went off to class after saying goodbye to Ayoshi. "You go sit on the bed. I'll get the stuff for your lip and cuts," Mujo said sweetly. Ayoshi nodded and went to sit on the bed. "How did you get hurt?"
"A fight."
When Mujo finished getting everything, he turned around and started walking back towards Ayoshi. "Oh my! A fight? You're a student. You can't be getting into fights and must concentrate on your stu- fuck!" He tripped over his own feet, sending all the things in his hands flying. "Oh my, I said a bad word! Ju-just ignore that! Children shouldn't… shouldn't hear bad words," he rambled as he pushed himself into a sitting position. When he stopped rambling he sighed, seeming not surprised that he fell, "I'm such a klutz. How do you even trip over your own feet?" He asked with an embarrassed face. He dusted himself off and hissed while trying to get up. "Oh no! I think I twisted my ankle. Oh my, how do you always do this to yourself, Mujo?"
Ayoshi just stared at Mujo with a blank face as he lay on the ground while holding his ankle. He got up and walked towards Mujo while avoiding the things on the ground. "I will help you."
Mujo got all flustered while stuttering out, "Oh no, you don't… don't have to do that!"
"It is fine. You are hurt," Ayoshi said as he picked up Mujo princess style.
"Oh my," Mujo exclaimed as he reached out to wrap his arms around Ayoshi's neck so he wouldn't fall. His face grew a slight blush as his heart skipped a beat, 'Oh my, he's so strong. It does kinda feel nice in his strong muscular arms… Mujo! What are you thinking?! He's an underclassman!'
Ayoshi gently placed Mujo on the bed. "I will help you with your ankle. Just tell me what to do."
"Oh my. I'm supposed to help you, but now you're helping me because of my clumsiness," Mujo said with a saddened face.
"It is ok. I just have some small cuts. Besides, you got hurt because I came here."
"Oh no! Don't think that, I'm always getting small injuries because of how much of a klutz I am."
"Well, it does not matter. I will help you just tell me what to do."
Mujo gently smiled at Ayoshi and instructed him on what to do. Ayoshi took off his shoes and socks, then gently held his foot and wrapped it with an elastic band. 'He's treating my foot so delicately. His hands are large, it makes my foot look small,' he blushed at his own weird thoughts. When Ayoshi finished the band, he put his foot on a pillow and put the ice pack on it. "Thank you…?"
"Aishi Ayoshi."
"Thank you, Aishi-san. It was so kind of you to help me. I'm so sorry. I've wasted so much of your time and have not even helped you."
"It is fine," Ayoshi said as he cleaned his lips and cuts.
Then the nurse walked in and Mujo explained everything. She quickly wrote a note and gave it to Ayoshi. "You should hurry and get to class."
Ayoshi just hummed and started walking towards the door.
"Make sure to come back! Wai-wait no, don't come back! No… I mean, please come back! Oh my! I mean, please visit, but not because you're hurt!" Mujo exclaimed.
Ayoshi just nodded and left.
'Oh my, I looked like a fool. He probably thinks I'm some clumsy idiot, but he… was so kind and strong. Quite handsome too… Mujo no! You're a third year, don't think that way about an underclassman… but he's handsome,' Mujo thought with a slight pout.