Eiji smiled warmly anyway. Ankh did want him to come over. “Okay, okay. Don’t break the owner’s bowls… Should I wait here for you?” It seemed like Ankh wanted to get his bag for him, which was really nice of him to offer and also… going back seemed like a bad idea at the moment. He had skipped school. Surely he would be caught by a teacher if he went back.
“I’ll be back in a minute!” Ankh yelled over his shoulder as he dashed off. The school’s entrance was teeming with students leaving; he slipped in among them and back through the halls to their study room. Minutes later, he was heading back out, their bags over his shoulder, and making his way back to the ramen cart.
“You’re gonna have to learn how to skip better,” he told Eiji, dropping the bag in the other student’s lap unceremoniously.
Eiji waited patiently as Ankh left, finishing his ramen in the mean time. His watch told him that school had ended and that made him feel nervous. Surely his parents would hear about this…
He frowned at Ankh as the bag was dropped in his lap. “I didn’t want to skip. You pulled me with you” he argued and checked to make sure everything was there before getting up. “Okay, let’s go.”
“… but you got ramen,” Ankh said, shrugging, as he started to lead the way to his home. “Why wouldn’t you skip if you could get ramen and ice candy?”
As they headed into the apartment building, he stopped. “If you tell anyone I do the cooking at home, I’ll… well, just don’t. It’s not like I have much of a choice anyway.”
Eiji decided not to answer that. He didn’t want to get into it.
He smiled as Ankh tried to threaten him. “Yes, yes. I won’t tell anyone” Eiji assured Ankh, slipping his hand into his pocket. “I can’t wait to meet your sister.”
Eiji smiled warmly anyway. Ankh did want him to come over. “Okay, okay. Don’t break the owner’s bowls… Should I wait here for you?” It seemed like Ankh wanted to get his bag for him, which was really nice of him to offer and also… going back seemed like a bad idea at the moment. He had skipped school. Surely he would be caught by a teacher if he went back.
“I’ll be back in a minute!” Ankh yelled over his shoulder as he dashed off. The school’s entrance was teeming with students leaving; he slipped in among them and back through the halls to their study room. Minutes later, he was heading back out, their bags over his shoulder, and making his way back to the ramen cart.
“You’re gonna have to learn how to skip better,” he told Eiji, dropping the bag in the other student’s lap unceremoniously.
Eiji waited patiently as Ankh left, finishing his ramen in the mean time. His watch told him that school had ended and that made him feel nervous. Surely his parents would hear about this…
He frowned at Ankh as the bag was dropped in his lap. “I didn’t want to skip. You pulled me with you” he argued and checked to make sure everything was there before getting up. “Okay, let’s go.”
Eiji sighed. “Don’t get arrested, please… I appreciate it, but I don’t want anyone else hurt either.”
He turned to look at Ankh at the strange offer. “Eh? Your place? Why?”
“Why? Because Hina’s been bugging me to let you meet her. She’s just seven, and when she wants something, Shingo and me usually try to give it to her. So if you don’t come to spend the night…” Ankh heaved a dramatic sigh. “You’ll just make my little sister sad…”
Eiji frowned. He wasn’t sure if that was a lie or not. He didn’t want to risk it being the truth. “Fine, if it’ll make your sister happy…” He moved to get up. “Though if you wanted me to stay because you just wanted me to, that’s alright too… I just… I don’t have my bag or my phone. They’re still in the classroom.”
“I-I-It’s not like I want you to come over!” Ankh said into his bowl of ramen. “Hina just— I mean…!” He finished off his ramen and slammed the bowl down. “I’ll go get your bag, okay? Is that okay?”
Eiji smiled warmly anyway. Ankh did want him to come over. “Okay, okay. Don’t break the owner’s bowls… Should I wait here for you?” It seemed like Ankh wanted to get his bag for him, which was really nice of him to offer and also… going back seemed like a bad idea at the moment. He had skipped school. Surely he would be caught by a teacher if he went back.
Eiji sighed. “Don’t get arrested, please… I appreciate it, but I don’t want anyone else hurt either.”
He turned to look at Ankh at the strange offer. “Eh? Your place? Why?”
“Why? Because Hina’s been bugging me to let you meet her. She’s just seven, and when she wants something, Shingo and me usually try to give it to her. So if you don’t come to spend the night…” Ankh heaved a dramatic sigh. “You’ll just make my little sister sad…”
Eiji frowned. He wasn’t sure if that was a lie or not. He didn’t want to risk it being the truth. “Fine, if it’ll make your sister happy…” He moved to get up. “Though if you wanted me to stay because you just wanted me to, that’s alright too… I just… I don’t have my bag or my phone. They’re still in the classroom.”
Eiji blinked as the aisu was shoved into his hand. That wasn’t exactly what he had expected either, but he understood the meaning. At least, he thought he did. He smiled warmly. “Thank you, Ankh” he said gently, clearly meaning it and started to finish it off. It did make him feel a bit better at least.
“I guess I’d get arrested if I went to yell at your family, huh?” Ankh asked when he’d finished his ramen.
“More than likely…” Eiji said with a small laugh. He placed the empty stick aside. “It’s okay though. You shouldn’t stick your neck out for me. You’re probably dealing with your own things right now, right? Like your grades.”
Ankh snorted. “I pass, don’t I? I don’t care about my grades as long as Hina sees I’ve moved on to the next grade.” He ran a hand through the curly side of his hair. “… I’d get arrested, though. If it meant those assholes who call themselves parents got called out…”
He was staring at the ice candy stick when he added, “Come stay at my place tonight.”
Eiji sighed. “Don’t get arrested, please… I appreciate it, but I don’t want anyone else hurt either.”
He turned to look at Ankh at the strange offer. “Eh? Your place? Why?”
Eiji blinked as the aisu was shoved into his hand. That wasn’t exactly what he had expected either, but he understood the meaning. At least, he thought he did. He smiled warmly. “Thank you, Ankh” he said gently, clearly meaning it and started to finish it off. It did make him feel a bit better at least.
“I guess I’d get arrested if I went to yell at your family, huh?” Ankh asked when he’d finished his ramen.
“More than likely…” Eiji said with a small laugh. He placed the empty stick aside. “It’s okay though. You shouldn’t stick your neck out for me. You’re probably dealing with your own things right now, right? Like your grades.”
Eiji frowned a bit at Ankh’s expression and looked down as he started to button up again. “I told you, they don’t have patience with a son who fails…” he said, confirming it was his parents. “These aren’t that recent. Maybe a few days old. It’s in places people can’t see, so it doesn’t make them look bad.”
Ankh took a deep breath and let it out in a snarl. “I… How can you just… They’re your parents!” When he noticed his voice rising, he reached out to grab his last ice candy and started to bite it furiously until he’d calmed down. Finally, he said, “Parents are supposed to take care of their kids, not…not this!”
“What would you have me do?” Eiji asked as he finished buttoning up his jacket. No one would ever know that he had those marks just by looking at him. “It’s been this way for as long as I can remember. I know they care more about their personal image than me, but… if that somehow makes them happy, then I’ll do what I can.”
“That’s…” Ankh looked away, at a loss for words. After a few moments, he finally reached over and pushed his half-eaten ice candy into Eiji’s hand. “Here. It tastes good,” he said before grabbing his ramen bowl and drinking the last of the broth.
Eiji blinked as the aisu was shoved into his hand. That wasn’t exactly what he had expected either, but he understood the meaning. At least, he thought he did. He smiled warmly. “Thank you, Ankh” he said gently, clearly meaning it and started to finish it off. It did make him feel a bit better at least.
Eiji frowned a bit at Ankh’s expression and looked down as he started to button up again. “I told you, they don’t have patience with a son who fails…” he said, confirming it was his parents. “These aren’t that recent. Maybe a few days old. It’s in places people can’t see, so it doesn’t make them look bad.”
Ankh took a deep breath and let it out in a snarl. “I… How can you just… They’re your parents!” When he noticed his voice rising, he reached out to grab his last ice candy and started to bite it furiously until he’d calmed down. Finally, he said, “Parents are supposed to take care of their kids, not…not this!”
“What would you have me do?” Eiji asked as he finished buttoning up his jacket. No one would ever know that he had those marks just by looking at him. “It’s been this way for as long as I can remember. I know they care more about their personal image than me, but… if that somehow makes them happy, then I’ll do what I can.”
Eiji frowned as Ankh paid for both their meals. “You didn’t have too…” he started but nodded his head. “Thanks.” He was about to turn back to his bowl what Ankh spoke up again. “Eh?” Well, he had said something insensitive… Eiji glanced at the old man behind the stand, who was busy cooking… He looked back at Ankh. “Fine. I’ll show you, but you have to promise not to yell at me or I’m out of here.” Yeah, some threat…
Ankh raised an eyebrow, but nodded. “Fine. No yelling.”
Eiji paused for a moment. He was probably going to regret this… Shifting so that he completely faced Ankh, he undid his school jacket and then the bottom three buttons of his shirt to roll it up. Eiji was extremely fit, but his toned muscles were marred by the huge bruises and cuts that littered his skin all along his upper body, trailing farther up under the shirt. They clearly weren’t made by falling down stairs…
At the sight, Ankh took in a sharp breath, dropping his chopsticks again. He took a moment to collect himself, then asked, quietly, “They do that to you? Your parents?”
Eiji frowned a bit at Ankh’s expression and looked down as he started to button up again. “I told you, they don’t have patience with a son who fails…” he said, confirming it was his parents. “These aren’t that recent. Maybe a few days old. It’s in places people can’t see, so it doesn’t make them look bad.”