K a m e k o

"You can't make me!" She screamed at the top of her lungs as he pulled her out of her room.

"This is injustice!" She complained as he pulled her to the top of the stairs.

"Shut your damn mouth." He ordered, pulling her down, step-by-step.

"I will not shut my damn mouth!" She sounded insulted and pulled on the handcuffs, hoping to halt the crazed man.

"We're almost there."

"No!" She grabbed onto the banister and clung on for dear life, "I like it here!"

"I don't care what you like; we're going to school." He yanked on the handcuff even harder, but she hugged onto the pole even tighter.

"No! Stop pulling me! At least this banister doesn't hurt me," She shifted, wrapping her one arm even tighter around the polished pole, "Look at how we are clearly embracing one another."

"Let. Go." He jerked his wrist.

"Over my dead body."

"That - ," He pulled, "Can be arranged."

"Tomato-head! You wouldn't dare!"

"Then-"With a final tug, he yanked Kameko's body off the banister, "Let go."

"You egotistical, possessive, crazed vampire-"She cursed him as he pulled her body across the floor and into the entrance hall.

-

"Oh~? I didn't know Kitty was so kinky!" Laito commented, as he witnessed Ayato pulling the struggling girl across the wooden floor like a mop.

"Kinky? Kinky?!" She demanded, before getting up and dusting herself off, "It's this guy's fault!"

"Hmm~?" He still looked amused.

"What on earth-?" She heard Reiji enter the room.

"Reiji! Have I ever told you how amazing your hair looks? No? Well, I have now. Anyway, since you're so smart and levelheaded, do you think you could help this poor soul?" She gestured to the darn handcuffs connecting her and the smirking jerk.

"Oya? Is that why you didn't want to attend classes?" He pushed his glasses up, folding his arms across his chest, "You were playing with Ayato?"

She puffed her cheeks, "If playing, you mean harassed by him and having a girl's talk about bras," She nodded, "Yeah, we were playing."

"Hah? Playin'? Tch." Subaru grumbled from the corner.

"Yours truly wasn't playing. We -"

She cut him off hastily, "Played. We played Duck Duck Goose. Yup."

He gave her an incredulous look; she shrugged sheepishly in return, "Tomato-head won. He's the goose master."

Despite the horrible mess she had gotten herself into, a soft chuckle left her mouth, perhaps 'Goose-Brain' would've sufficed as a nickname instead of 'Tomato-head'.

Before he could retort back, about him being not only the 'Goose Master', but also the 'Duck Master', the limo's horn honked.

She shifted her satchel uncomfortably on her shoulder, and sighed, "Aiko's going to kill me."

-

The ride to school was a wonderful one; one full of ideas and compromises. The feeling of being stuck with Ayato for the whole night drove Kameko crazy. The night was calm, as was the limo. But, the unwavering desire to be free seemed to fill Kameko with ideas.

"But Ayato, breaking the chains would be the most easiest things ever! With a big, strong, handsome vampire as yourself, you're sure to-"

"No, shut up!"

Again, the rest of the ride was silent. Until, the most genius idea hit her.

"Ayato . . .?" She began warily, "I have an idea to ensure both our well-beings. But it requires sacrifice, do you wanna hear it?"

"No. Shut up, Pancake."

She ignored him and spoke in a serious tone, " Ayato . . . I'm sorry to have to say this, but . . . We have to get rid of your arm."

He looked baffled, "Wha- No!"

"C'mon, it's for a good cause! Besides you're a vampire! It would grow back."

Reiji added in, "We are vampires, not starfish."

Kameko waved it aside, "Yeah, yeah, so . . . Wanna do it?!"

"No way in hell!"

"Meanie."

-

"What is the meaning of this?" She heard the teacher demand as they entered the classroom, the handcuffs still intact.

Kameko eyed Ayato accusingly, "Sir. This is a misunderstanding - "

"What Pancake's trying to say is; she handcuffed us by accident and - " Ayato cut in.

"What! I cannot believe you are blaming this on me! Sir! Tomato-head's the one who caused this! There was his spaceship, a-and bras, a-and boulders! Lots and lots of boulders!" Kameko tried explaining briskly, her arms waving in the air as she elucidated all the past events that happened.

She heard Ayato whisper in her ear, "Pebbles, Pancake, you don't have boulders." She shushed him.

"Enough! The rough-housing is bad plenty; name-calling will not be tolerated. Both of you, to your seats. Now." The teacher pinched the bridge of his nose.

"You heard him. Come." Ayato pulled her away from the red-faced professor and led them to their desks. There was only one problem; they sat on opposite corners of the classroom.

"Ayato. No!" She exclaimed, motioning to the six desk difference between both their desks, "Math may also not be your best subject, but our arms aren't that long for us to sit." He simply rolled his eyes, as if saying 'I know. Yours Truly isn't stupid; you're just clueless.'

"I know. Yours Truly isn't stupid; you're just clueless," He stated, making Kameko smile, "We'll be sitting at my desk."

Kameko looked at him, incredulously, "Excuse me, Mister 'Goose-Master', please explain to me why we can't sit at my desk? Ya'know? The desk with an empty seat beside it?" She motioned to the two empty seats by the window.

"Yours truly wants to sit at his desk, so you will too." He sat down on his seat and leaned his elbow over the table, "Sit."

She shook her head indignantly, and motioned to his butt taking up the whole seat, "You do not expect me to sit on your lap!"

He simply crossed his legs, "Don't order Yours Truly around." He pointed to the ground, "If you don't want to sit here, sit on the ground."

"Fine! I'll -" She said, but looked at him quizzically, "You want me to sit on the floor?"

"Yeah."

"I would never stoop so low - " She countered, but was interrupted by the teacher, "Miss Kameko. Sit down; class is starting!"

"Y-yes, sir," She yelped and plopped herself onto the wooden floor beside Ayato's desk, just as the school bell rang its three-part
harmony, "This is not happening."

She cringed as the students slowly began filling up the classroom. First came three, followed by seven, and then ending with the rest.

Hopefully, they wouldn't notice, or at least draw attention to, the girl sitting cross-legged on the floor. It seemed, as though, the girl hadn't hoped enough.

With every student present, the loud guffaws and the pointing of fingers escalated. Kameko grimaced as she heard all the similar comments,"Look! It's the master and his dog!"

-

The teacher straightened the stack of papers on his desk and concluded, "Alright. The bell's ringing soon, remember to do page seven throughout fifteen for tomorrow."

Everyone nodded, and Kameko sighed, carefully slipping her notebook into her bag. It was only the first period, and already, she felt down in the dumps. She stood up, and groaned, rubbing her sore bum, muttering something along the lines of, "The only master he is, is the master of stupid-heads to handcuff innocent girls!"

Ayato woke up from his nap, "Oi. Pancake. Stop moving."

Kameko glared at him, and yanked on the chains, pulling his arm along with it, "Wake. Up."

She bit her lip when Laito began walking towards them, "Nfu~ Kitty maybe I should start calling you Little Bitch."

She shook her head roughly, "I would prefer not!" She glared back at Ayato, "We have to get to class, lazybones."

She yanked once more, before finally lugging Ayato's butt, which she could've sworn was glued onto the goddamn seat, and panicked, "We're going to be late!"

He scoffed, "Hell I care."

-

"May you please explain this, Miss Kameko?" She rolled her eyes at the fifth time this was asked, and answered broadly," Accident. Involved a lot of arguments."

The teacher pushed her glasses up, "Did this involve breaking out of jail in any way?"

Kameko sucked in a breath, "Yeah. The police were all over us. We had to dig out with a spoon."

The sarcastic response seemed fitting enough, as it left the teacher speechless, but oddly satisfied, "Go to your seats."

She nodded graciously, and Ayato 'tch-ed', "Jail? Really, Pancake?"

She simply shrugged, and sat down, opening her notebook and sharpening her pencil. The girl glared at Ayato one more time, and sighed.
Everything was calm; the lesson was easy, the teacher didn't shoot her any rude looks, and the comments ceased from the students. That was, until he had to ruin everything.

The teacher remained lecturing the class, until she stopped, " - And that is how you - Ayato. Do you have a question?"

She almost held back a laugh, 'Ayato? Have a question relating to class? This, I've got to hear.'

"I need to go to the restroom."

He didn't.

Kameko began internally crying, as the rest of the class snickered. The teacher, herself, also had an amused expression on her face. Kameko's hand also shot up, "I'm sorry, Miss. He probably just forgot that he was handcuffed to a girl, and all."

Relating to the statement, Ayato shook his head, "I remember. Am I allowed to go?"

He began standing up, as did Kameko. Both for different reasons. She spoke up, "He doesn't have to use the washroom -"

That earned a lot of odd stares, " - He can just pee on the fire hydrant! I swear!"

Long story short, the fire hydrant was declined, and, she had a lot of explaining to the Ayato fangirls.

-

"Ayato. Please. Don't do this," She tried to convince him, as they were both facing the door to the boys' washroom, "You really don't have to pee!"

"Ah? This isn't your problem."

"Well! My brain is about to be dirtied. If a boy is in there, I swear . . ."

"I couldn't care less."

Before she could protest, the navy blue doors that concealed the insides of the unknown lands flung open, and she was pulled inside. Her nose scrunched involuntarily, as the stench wavered around her. The previously painted white walls were beginning to peel, and the stalls were dirty. Basically, all of her surroundings matched the one of the girls' washroom, except for the urinals attached to the walls. She breathed out a sigh of relief, still holding her nose; it was empty.

She blinked her eyes in fascination as she eyed all the interesting objects. With the rush of events, it was unbeknownst to her that Ayato had pulled her near one of the urinals. In fact, it wasn't until she heard the faint sounds of a zipper that her eagerness died down, "What are you doing?!"

He stopped unzipping his fly to look at her, but she looked away, flustered by him slowly undressing himself; actions like this never occurred in her daily life. He smirked at her red cheeks and knocked on the back of her head, "I~di~ot, what does it look like I'm doing?"

"Y-you're . . . " she covered her eyes with her free hand, "Zip up your pants!"

"Ah? You're telling me, the great Ayato, what to do? Phht." He chuckled before resuming to his preceding action.

Kameko turned a deeper shade of vermillion as she heard him stop unzipping and the shuffling of clothes. By then, she had reached her limit.

"This isn't real . . . ! It's all a dream . . . ! I'm in a safe and comfortable place . . . Comfortable . . . Comfortable . . ." She repeated, trying to drill it into her head as she began humming the tone to Fur Elise.

That led to a minor mental breakdown.

-

A chill went up her spine as Kameko remembered what had happened previously. It was almost lunchtime, and she feared the fact of meeting up with Aiko and Maaku, which were, coincidentally enough, in the same class. The bell rang its tune and she gulped, rubbing her handcuffed wrist with her sweaty hand.

She could feel annoyance when the chain rattled and she felt a slight tug on her wrist. All of the students were leaving, with the exception of herself and Ayato. He seemed impatient for some reason, "Can. You. Stop?!"

He stopped tapping his foot momentarily, " Hurry up, dammit. They're serving takoyaki in the food prep classroom!"

She stared at him blankly, but not before giggling. The great and mighty Tomato-head liked eating takoyaki? How cute!

"Hey! Stop laughing!" He commanded, but failed to hide the small tint of pink dusted on the surface of his cheeks. "If you're done wasting my time, let's go."

"Ha! Aiko hates cooking!', Kameko rejoiced, "Yeah! Let's go!"

-

"Bury me in a ditch," she hit her forehead in shame, as she saw the people in front of her. Lady Luck was definitely not favoring her today; the Sakamaki brothers were there, as well as Aiko and Maaku.

"Kameko, you -" She cringed as Aiko took off the apron that matched Maaku's and stepped forward, "WHY THE HELL ARE YOU HANDCUFFED TO HIM?!"

"WHAT?!" Maaku raced up to his sister and grasped the wrist that was encircled by the cold metal, "EXPLAIN THIS, ASSHOLE."

Kameko shushed him, pointing to the teachers who were showing skeptical expressions, "It was an accident! Maaku, shut up!"

He smiled sheepishly, but frowned as Ayato ran towards the cooling takoyaki, pulling Kameko along with him. The frown soon turned into a scowl as he saw Ayato stuffing his face full of takoyaki, and - even worse- feeding one to his sister! The nerve . . .

Kameko blushed as a takoyaki ball was stuffed into her mouth, chewing slowly. She grinned and held the cool plate with her free hand and chopsticks in the other. She sat down beside Ayato - as if she had any other choice - and across from Shuu. With a smile, and a disapproving shake of the head from Aiko, she readied her chopsticks and barely snagged a ball of octopus.

"Bon apétit -" Kameko twittered, but was cut short as she felt someone jerk her wrist away from mouth, " . . . ?!"

The ball went flying in the air, only to land on Ayato's head, the mayonnaise splattering onto his hair and face. This resulted in a wave of guffaws from both Kameko and Aiko.

Takoyaki may become one of her favorite foods.

-
"Are ya sure you don't wanna lose your arm? Last chance, Takoyaki-head." She pressured him once more, using the newly developed nickname to her advantage.

"Don't call me that! Call me 'Yours truly' or 'Ayato-sama'!"

"Mmm . . . Whatever you say, Takoyaki-head."

"Stop it." He ordered.

"No thanks."

He growled, and she giggled, his angered expression causing her amusement, "You bitch!"

He tackled her onto the ground, the carpet softening her fall. She gasped, one arm falling onto her side limply, and the other following the movements of his arm. She grimaced as he leaned his face closer to her neck, and buried his face into the crook, "You smell really sweet."

He shifted, "Now that we're alone . . ."

He bared his fangs and was about to bite down when something fell out of his blazer. A small, metallic, silver object landed on the carpet, its shininess catching the girl's attention, "W-wait!"

He stopped, and seemed kind of afraid. She shimmied away from his grasp, and reached for the thing. The thing felt cold in her touch, and its overall shaping made it out to be a key.

"Could this be . . . The handcuff keys?!" Kameko began smiling, happy tears dripping down her face. She crossed her fingers before inserting the key into the hole on the side of the handcuffs.

Seconds ticked by as she turned the key, finally freeing them both, "Miracle! It's a miracle!"

"Did you hate me that much, Pancake?" Ayato's sudden voice stopped her.

She waved her hand dismissively, "No! I just really have to use the restroom!"

-

As she raced into her room, a question still stuck with her, "Was Ayato hiding the key? . . . Why did he lie?"

An answer arose, "Maybe . . . He wanted to be handcuffed to me?!"

Kameko blushed and shook her head, dismissing the thought. It seemed self-centered and downright fool-hardy. Taking a turn, she faced her own bedroom door.

Turning the knob, she smiled, the stupid blush still evident on her face, "Well . . . Whatever his reason, being handcuffed to the devil . . . Was really, really fun!"

-

HELLO, HELLO. DON'T WORRY, I'M NOT DEAD. HEYYYYY, DECEMBER THE 6TH IS MY BIRTHDAY, YOOOO. :3 Today felt really nice~~~

So, reason for not updating: I HAVE REASONS. HAH. Well, firstly, I had some writer's block ( it wasn't fun. At all.), secondly, I had a massive load of homework, thirdly, I had to work on my oneshots.

YESS, I AM GOING TO DO ONESHOTS, but, I just don't know when I'll publish it. XDD. Besides, I'm still experimenting with fluff ((LOL. AYATO WAS ABOUT TO GET SOME SEXY TIME, BUT THAT DARN KEY THO XDD. COCKBLOCK.))

Anyways, I MADE A NEW FRIEND ON WATTPAD *waves enthusiastically to NightmarexLolita , who advised me on fluff. LOVE YA <3

Anyways, IT'S ALMOST CHRISTMAS. YAYY. So, I have an idea for my next chapter, but it's up to you guys to decide, cuz I have it all planned either way. BASICALLY, on Christmas morning, or eve, I will either post a;

a) Normal chapter

OR

b) a Christmas special ( which is similar to my Halloween one, a little moment of Kameko with each brother :3 ) ((UPDATE, CHAPTER ALONG W/ ONESHOTS WILL BE PUBLISHED ON NEW YEARS.))

THE CHOICE IS YOURS.

ANYWAYS, I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER, SINCE IT TOOK ME HELLA LONG TO WRITE. Remember to comment and vote~

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