Bloodlust

Lunch time

Kiibo POV:

Its lunch time, packing up my things i see Ouma stare out the window. My steps barely making noise, and as a predator catches his prey i quickly grab Ouma. Wrapping my arms around him "What are you looking at Ouma?" I ask. He slightly jumps back. I calm him down telling him its just me. "There's a beautiful rose bush down in that garden!" He smiles. Looking down from the window i can see a rose bush,and just as he described it was beautiful. Turning back to Ouma he's still looking down and smiling. Smile after smile, Ouma is always happy and i can look up to that. "Yeah there beautiful."What if we go down there and see them?" Ouma's eyes lit up even more. "Really? Wait wont we get in trouble." Ouma said his smile slightly disappearing. I thought about this the teachers told us not to go there unless we weren't part of the gardening club. "Yeah i guess your right. I would if i could but im not in the gardening club." I sigh. Putting the smaller boy down on the floor. We grab our stuff and head out. "Ouma!" I feel myself call out. The boy turning around. "I may not be in the gardening club but i wanna show you something I've been working on. Maybe you would like to see it?" i say blush creeping up on my face. Gosh, it sounds like I'm asking to go on a date. "I would love to! Just let me grab lunch from the cafeteria!" Ouma answered as he ran off,I nod as i walk off to the robotics room.

Wait...

OUMA DOESN'T KNOW HIS WAY AROUND!

Rantaro POV :

"Hehe..." Washing blood of your hands is really hard.

Especially if your wounded, these thorns are hard to get off. But i got them. The red roses, the ones my beloved asked for. He'll love these! Blood still running down my hand as i hold the roses in my hands. I will bleed from him, as long as he notices me. Blood falling onto the sink. Drool rolling down my chin. A grin creeping up on my face. I want you in my arms. And I'll have you in them.

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Kiibo POV:

"Would you like a donut Iidabashi-kun?" Ouma pants out. I grab the pastry and take a small bite out of it. We have been running around the school trying to find each other, we finally found each other in the bathroom. Both sweating and exhausted."These are great Ouma. Where'd you buy them?" I said. Dounut still in my mouth so it came out muffled. "I didnt buy these i made them with my uncle Kamukura." Ouma giggled. His laugh so gentle. "Would you like to bake some with me Iidabashi?" his muffled voice said. I nod, a smile appearing on my face. What is this feeling? "Iidabashi." i look back Kokichi sitting back in his chair, staring up at the ceiling. "Are we friends?" Friends? "I mean if consider this bond a friendship then sure Ouma-kun."  The boy just laughed. "Dont call me Ouma-kun. Call me Kokichi." He said, extending his and. "Well then call me Kiibo." i smiled. Grabbing his hand. I'll try to be good friend Kokichi, I'll try.

"What'd bring for lunch Kiibo?" Kokichi asked looking over my shoulder to see my bento box my dad made for me. My dad as always been childish so he always makes me these cute little animals out of rice just for fun. "Kiibo i didn't know you liked cute food!" Kokichi squealed. Taking out his phone i see him trying to take a picture of it. "H-hey! Don't go posting it around. Its really embarrassing." Covering up my face. Arms go around my shoulders. " I dont think its embarrassing. I think its quite cute!" He conforted. "If you dont like it, we can switch. I have a regular bento, but only if you want to no need for a ye-" "I'd like that" We both smile gently, my first friend.