Author: ChiptuneImpulse PM
Kanji runs into a certain pint size detective during the tourney. Only read if you have played Arena.Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Romance - Kanji T. & Naoto S. - Words: 564 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 3 - Published: 08-17-12 - id: 8440672
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Slight spoilers for Arena. This takes place during Kanji's alternative route. Only a few characters have an alt. route.
Context: Before each round, the two characters talks things out, sometimes a misunderstanding, sometimes establishing facts, and after a battle (Because only the winner can move on to find the real instigator of the tourney) the loser is left between invisible walls, until a winner is established.
"Shit...did I go to far?" Kanji put a hand on the back of his neck, as he looked down at the fallen Naoto.
Lost in thought he didn't notice her regaining her senses and made a hushed noised. Kanji flinched.
Seeing her stir, he immediately offered a hand and she took it hestinatly.
Holding hands, his cheeks tinted red.
Dammit, he thought. He was gonna get lectured at by her, like the others.
"Kanji-kun are you back to your normal self?" She asked adjusting her cap, one eye closed.
"W-What do you mean?"
She raised an eyebrow.
"...I guess it doesn't matter, since this is a dream n' all..." He mumbled.
Naoto just gave him this unexplainable...look.
"Uh...look, since this is a dream an' all there's something t-that I want to tell...you..." He frowned and shifted his weight, fidgeting.
On impulse, he grabbed her hands and a cold sweat spread like a wave across his body.
Naoto was as still as a statue.
"Look. E-ev-ever since last Ap-April...I'm not gonna mince words dammit!" He said losing breathe.
A real man doesn't stutter, you know?
Naoto whom had been confused, was now arching an eyebrow.
"Even though this is a dream..."
"You are aware, you are aw-" She was cut off by his stammered declaration.
"I-I've-always" His heartbeat started to increase and his voice cracked as he said it quickly.
He gulped as his hands started to shake, "liked..."
Naoto went silent, a blank expression on her face.
"...You..." He choked out quietly.
Red peppers would be envious of the shade Naoto turned.
"Why are you telling me that you like Yu-senpai?" Naoto asked eyes bulging, her "boyish" tone cracking.
Kanji's eyes bulged as well and was close to stomping the floor.
"NO D-DAMMIT. I LIKE YOU, YOU N-NAO-CHAN." He found himself pointing to her.
The awkward silence thickened as the two tried not to meet eyes.
Kanji swore he saw a chair roll by.
"It's pathetic though that I can only tell you this in a dream though..." He let his shoulders slump and scowled, still not meeting her eyes.
She took of her cap and ran a hand through her hair, eyes getting wider, piecing everything together, "...this explains why you stutter around me. I thought that it might have to do with a complex; a fear of law enforcement, given you past record. The teasing from Yosuke-san and reasons why you focus on me so much during the investigation-" Her voice rising slowly.
"Ugh...I'm, I'm gonna go run some laps now!" He said hurriedly, back already turned. This was getting too real, he thought.
"Wait, Kanji-kun! Its dangerous out-" Her hand felt an invisible wall, trying to reach out to him.
He had gone to far, but the grin on his face stuck.