"WHAT!? BUT ITS OUR BREAK, YOU CANT LEAVE ME!!"

"I already left."

"BUT SAIKI--"

"Stop yelling."

Asher was hoping to spend this week with Saiki since one, he had been gone for an entire week and two, they had the entire week off.

But without him knowing, Saiki had went all the way to London. London!!

"Saiki, you should've at least fuckin' thought about me..."

He was actually really disappointed. Yeah, he could spend his time with Koboyasu or Kaidou, but he wanted that pink haired bitch right now.

Saiki actually did feel a little bad. Only a smidge, and even then he would never admit it.

The pinkette sighed as he shut his eyes for a moment.

"I'm only visiting my brother. We'll be back soon."

"Really--!?"

"Hopefully."

"What does that mean?"

"Anyways, I have to go now. Bye."

The call was ended before the brunette could even reply.

'Great, another boring day...' he stared up to the ceiling with a blank expression, his phone stayed lying in his hand.

Without him knowing, his mother walked into the room. "Ash? Why're you still in your room?"

"Because I don't wanna leave."

The blonde female hummed. "Seems like Japanese is sticking with you..."

The brunette just nodded his head.

"What's the problem? If you're bored, try going out somewhere instead of being cooped in your room."

"It's not necessarily that, Ma. It's complicated, I don't know..."

The mother raised an eyebrow. "Well, tell me, then. I'm pretty old, so I should have some kind of advice for you."

"Mom, you look like you're barely hitting your thirties--"

"Well, that's still pretty old. Now spill."

Asher sighed, slowly sitting up while his mom walked further into the room to perch herself on the bed. "Well, there's this guy--"

"Oooo, a guy, huh?"

"Seriously?"

She laughed. "Alright, alright, I'm sorry."

The shook his head, "Anyways. There's this guy, and he's really... different' He's cool, he's one of my few friends that I've made. But, we just don't hang out as often as I do with the rest. And I've been wanting to spend some time with him, but whenever I can, he's never here! And it's a little frustrating, and it makes my stomach and face feel all shitty and I hate it."

His mother had a small smirk that grew throughout his little vent session. It was cute seeing her son in distress over such a feeble matter.

"Asher," she turned her body towards him fully, running a hand through his hair. She could feel him subconsciously lean into her hand. "You've gotten your father's looks but neither of our brains."

His head snapped away from her hand as he glared at the woman. "Are you kidding?"

"Nope." she chuckled. "Your father was very straightforward. Whenever he assumed he knew what was going on, or how he felt, he'd act on it. I was more level-headed than him, but the same goes for me."

Asher clicked his tongue. "Are you telling me I can't identify my feelings or I don't act on my feelings?"

"Both."

He groaned, rubbing his forehead with his palm. "I don't understand. I just want to hang out with him, but I don't get the chance to."

"Maybe you aren't trying hard enough."

"Mom," he glared at her, "you're starting to piss me off now. If you're just gonna do that, go away."

She scoffed, hitting the back of his head. "Don't be such an punkass. I mean, maybe there's more you can do to be with him more but you just don't see it. Also, I think you like him."

"Huh??"

"But that's for you to figure out. You do well in school, so I have faith in you," she pat the top of his head while standing from the bed.

"You are never any help."

"Love youu! I'm going to the store, I'm making pizza tonight!!" she walked out.

'Holy shit, I needa get outta here.'

Timeskip ..

Asher had decide to go for a walk instead of spending his time inside. He was at a park that was near the school, crouching down in the middle of the grass.

There were little bugs crawling around the dirt, like ants and centipedes. But Asher was watching the worm wriggle in and out of the dirt.

'So cool...'

He had become so distract with the bugs, the feelings of his phone vibrating in his pocket caught him off guard. Without checking who it was, he answered.

"Hello?"

"Is this uh... Mortelli Asher?"

"Yeah? Who're you?"

"Great. This is Saiki Kusuke, I was wondering if you were interested on coming on a trip to London?"

'Saiki Kusuke? Must be Saiki's brother!! Or, cousin? Some kind of relative...'

"Uh... does Saiki-- or, Kusuo know I'm coming? I don't want to barge in on him or anything.."

"He'll find out. I'm planning a small surprise for him, and I'm sure he'll be glad you're there."

'Maybe I should go... a free trip to London!? Let's fucking go!!'

"Alright, I'll go--"

"Fantastic. Pack enough for at least two days and go to the nearest airport. Say Kusuke booked a trip for you and they'll lead you to the plane. See you soon."

"What--" the call ended before he could even as what time. He rolled his eyes, pocketing his phone and started walking home.

'Shit, wait. A plane??? I don't know... is Saiki worth possibly dying on a plane?'

His brain was silent for a moment.

'Of course he is, stupid. Anyways, maybe I should wear something special? I do look a little rough right now.'

He looked down to the old sweatshirt and sweats he had on.

'Actually- it shouldn't matter. It doesn't matter. I'm gonna wear whatever the hell I want.'

Timeskip ..

It mattered. It mattered a lot to him.

He was carrying a small duffle bag filled with clothes and other essentials as he walked into the airport.

He had a black, checkered flannel on with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, black pants with a black belt, and black combat boots. His jacket was being held in his free arm.

'I may not be well off, but a poor bitch knows how to use their money wisely.'

He walked up to one of the front desks. "I've got a plane to catch. Booked by.. Saiki Kusuke."

The lady at the desk typed on the computer for a second before nodding her head. "Go all the way down and take the second to last right, you'll enter the plane from there. Enjoy your flight."

Asher nodded his head in appreciation, making a move on to the designated plane.

'Is it a private jet or something? Hopefully there'll be some hot people serving me in the plane.'

No, there weren't hot people awaiting him. Instead, there were his classmates, Kaidou and Nendou.

"What're you two doing here!?"

"We're going to visit our pal in London! Some random guy called us," Nendou spoke cheerfully, messing with random thing as he chose a seat.

"Are you coming with us, Asher?" the smallest of them asked. He was 'secretly' checking out Asher in the process of speaking.

'He looks good today...'

"I wouldn't be here if I wasn't." he stuffed his dufflebag into the compartment above a seat before sitting below it, by the window. "Kaidou, sit next to me."

"Whatt!? I want to sit next to sit next to you, Asher!"

"Sorry, Nendou. Maybe on our flight back."

'Is this his way of flirting? Why do I even care?? I don't care, I don't have time for silly things like love and flirting.'

Kaidou sat on the end besides Asher. The brunette immediately clutched onto his hand, making the blue haired boy flinch. "What--"

"Just for now. Please."

'I don't think I've ever seen him so vulnerable before...' it was a little scary.

Kaidou nodded his head, silently understanding how the other felt and softly held his hand in return.

This was gonna be a long flight.

Timeskip ..

Their time in the air was better than expected!

Asher had gotten up from his seat several times to vomit, and he almost passed out a few times, but it was fine!

Kaidou had gotten direction from Saiki's brother to the place they were staying at. And after a few times of making wrong turns, they finally arrived at the place they would be staying at.

The three made their way up to their room. The lady at the front desk gave them the key to their room.

Someone was already in there, their back was facing them when the came in. They turned to the group as they heard the door open.

"Oh, you're here! Welcome, welcome.. thank you for coming all this way out here," the unknown male spoke with a soft grin. "As you know, I'm Kusuo's brother, Kusuke. You all can call me Kusuke, I'm fine with it."

Nendou and Kaidou were too busy observing the room and everything in it to listen to the blond.

Asher turned to the Saiki brother. "When will Saiki be here?"

"Kusuo? He should be arriving in an hour, so you'll see him... in a few hours. He'll probably be busy handling our mother and father for a while."

The brunette nodded slowly. 'Man, more waiting? This shit fucking blows..' he sighed.

Kusuke chuckled in amusement as he observed the tall male. "Seems like you're impatient."

He scoffed. "Hell yeah, I am. I'm only here to see that pink fucker."

"Is that so?"

"Uh.. yeah? I don't have any other reason to be here besides that."

The blond shrugged. "It's London. Anyone would take the chance to go on a free trip to a foreign place."

"Well, not me. That's not too interesting to me right now. I just want Saiki."

Kusuke nodded. "Well, I'll call soon and check up on them. You three might want to get rest. Jet lag can be a pain."

He watched as the brother exited the room. 'That guy gives me the creeps... I probably shouldn't think that about Saiki's family.'

Asher sighed, walking over to the couch and lying down. 'Wait... that means I'll meet his parents, right? Hopefully they're not off-putting like his brother...'

He yawned, stretching out on the sofa like a cat while resting his eyes.

An hour of sleep couldn't hurt, right?

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Not my favorite chapter, but is ight

refhjds yeah idk what to say about it

PLSPLS COMMENT WHAT YOU THINK OR POSSIBLE SUGGESTIONS, ILY BYEEE

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