Snippet #1428775

Ittosai smiled at Mari, and was about to start talking when all of the sudden, Tsubasa said the club was closing. The girls filed out and Mari got up to start cleaning. Ittosai dropped his expression, suddenly not really wanting to talk. If he ever need to talk, he could? Well, that's a lot easier said than done. He propped his feet on the coffee table, not really caring enough to mind his manners, as his mind was to busy filing through thoughts and emotions. He said very silent and almost serious as he thought, but was pulled away when Izumi sat down beside him. He heard what he mentioned, but it didn't register very well...

"You think?" His voice came out melancholy. "She's sweet, I-I think it would work out very well..." The words had a little poison to them, as the boy didn't want to talk to much. Mari was very nice, it was not intended to sound bad toward her at all. He sighed a little and looked at Izumi, then the clouds. He suddenly pulled himself away from sadness in order to be quite concerned for his friend.

"Ah! I-Izumi-kun... The rain, you might get sick again... D-Do you want a ride home?" He said, genuinely worried for the boys health.