《Panta》Chapter Four- Paint looks like blood.
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Did I say something...ugh my head....wait when did Saihara get here? Why is he staring at me..."your parents did WHAT?" Saihara asked grabbing my shoulders. Oh...oh gosh...."it's a lie! It's actually paint me and my friends prank each other on our birthdays and one of them decided to dunk paint on me" I grinned trying not to wince from the pain. Saihara raised an eyebrow "really? You look really pale and it doesn't look like paint" I grinned as I fought to stay awake. Darn it...of all the times I can't go to their house anymore...hey...it's getting...dizzy....."Ouma? Can you hear me?" got to get out of here....I...I...I can't let him see me....I........the world started fading out as I tried to move as fast as I could away from the area. I guess I failed since the sidewalk got a lot closer then usual.
-Saihara POV-
Paint huh? I sighed as Ouma started walking away, should I say something-Ouma then fell onto the ground. My eyes widened "OUMA!" I quickly rushed to his side and he appeared to have fainted as I cursed to myself looking around. No one's up this early...darn people and their anime bin watching...reminds me of the god of this world Aki aka AGeekyBear...wait what am I thinking it's almost like Ouma's blood loss is getting to me. (in loving memory of the fourth wall) I sighed taking my hat off and pressing it against the wound on Ouma's head since I didn't really have any other options and putting Ouma on my back as I just ran back to the academy, I mean if anywhere is going to be a good place to take them it was to the ultimate nurse and the hospital was pretty far from here.
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"WHERE'S TSUMIKI?!" I called the second I got in the doors of the dorm "wha....?" I looked behind me to say a somewhat conscious Ouma "Saihara....my head hurts.....can I have some panta?" he wants panta...? I shook my head "no!" ugh where's Tsumiki?! I walked up to where her room was and knocked on the door. No answer. That's right, it's ditch day for the third years....I bet they went to the hot springs or something. I cursed under my breath and headed over to my room.
"I....I didn't know Saihara chan liked me...." Ouma muttered and I felt myself heating up from embarrassment as I placed him on my bed and headed to the bathroom to see if I had any medical supplies that could help Ouma. He looked amused as I used rubbing alcohol on the wound making him wince, "ouch....that hurts Saihara chan...." I didn't really listen to his complaint as I pressed a cold towel against the wound. That's good enough....."Ouma what happened to you?" He looked tired "I already told you....a freaking paint can...dropped on my head....and you wasted your time...cause I am fine......yeah" I rolled my eyes "sure, says the guy who passed out on the SIDEWALK, from what I presume, blood loss"
Ouma grinned, I think he's delirious from the blood loss "I told you guys....I told you not to prank them....and woop di doo....your all dead....what great friends....so much for staying together forever...." my eyes widened "Ouma...?" he seemed to be laughing while crying at the same time (yes it's possible. I've done it) "IT WILL BE F-FUN THEY SAID! I-I don't remember d-dying being f-f-fun...heh...." I didn't really know what to say or do so I just hugged him till I noticed he fell asleep. I can't keep this to myself...I am texting Kaede Ms Yukizome didn't say anything about Ouma's parents abusing him.
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Anxiety is my best friend: Kaede are you awake?
Piano Freak: Yeah, what is it Shuichi?
Anxiety is my best friend: It's Ouma, I need you to come over to my dorm I'll explain
Knives are a girl's best friend: What's going on? I heard you screaming in the halls earlier but I was killing a spider for Kaito so I couldn't come over and see what's wrong
Luminary of the stars: MAKI!
Piano Freak: I don't know Shuichi hasn't told me
Totally not v*rgin: STOP SPAMMING THE FREAKING GROUP CHAT! SOME PEOPLE NEED THEIR BEAUTY SLEEP AND TO MAKE SURE THEIR INVENTIONS WORK THEIR MAGIC WHILE THEY ARE (you know since Iruma's inventions are for when people sleep, get those dirty thoughts OUT!)
Avacado: Is this a party at Shuichi's?
Anxiety is my best friend: Only Kaede and Kaito, sorry forgot this was the group chat-I'll tell the rest of you later I don't want to overwhelm them
Piano Freak: Does this mean we have to ditch class?
Anxiety is my best friend: Trust me Ms Yukizome will understand, she probably won't drag us all there like on the first day of school
Luminary of the stars: I guess I can go and talk about Ouma for my favorite sidekick
Anxiety is my best friend: Ok, please hurry
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