Kazuha looked up to him her face blushing lightly as she listened to him speak – tears slicked her cheeks and she’d began blinking profusely in order to stop more from coming.
“I-I, uhm.. I’m sorry…” Kazuha said turning her head away from him and biting her lip softly as she wiped the fallen tears. It was definitely and awkward position to be in… Being escorted around by Hakuba-kun while Heiji was… Who knows where!
Kazuha began to get a little heated thinking about it – he hadn’t even tried to find her all day! Wha’s the meanin’ of that!? Ya’d think after bein’ frien’s for so long he’d at least come to see why I’d been absent from school… After all, we’d had plans… Although, I’d end up avoidin’ him ‘nways…he could’a a’least shown sum effort! Though what happened next proved to be the most…awkward thing all day. Nice…but awkward.
“Oi…” Kazuha said in a low muffled tone before deciding not to make a scene of it… The petite young woman pondered for a second longer before boldly – wrapping her arms around him and letting out a small sigh as she’d pressed her forehead gently to his chest.
Kazuha had never received an embrace such as this before… There was usually much more yelling and tears before hand…
Uhm.
Hakuba looked down at the girl that hugged him back, swallowing hard. For the hundredth time since be’d run into Kazuha, he wondered what he’d gotten himself into, and why he thought that it had been a good idea. Maybe Hattori was right; maybe the half-brit was a foolish idiot. Ugh.
But, while Hakuba was many unseemly things to many people, he was, in the end, always striving to be a gentleman. He stroked her back with a hand, then gently took hold of her shoulders to try to pry her from his chest.
“It’s all right, really. I’ll help you find your missing items. Might I suggest that we head to your where you practice Aikido and check your locker? If we are able to locate your old phone, you won’t need to buy a new one.”