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It's been a while since he's seen Aoba. When he'd left about an hour ago, he'd been looking really... upset about something. But what? Lips drew into a thin line as Koujaku tried to think of just what could've had his friend so upset that he wouldn't come back like he said he would. The weather was bad, and with his friend out there in it with no umbrella, he really couldn't help but worry.
Frowning deeply, he decided he'd go out to look for him. Tugging an umbrella open the moment he stepped outside, he walked and almost immediately tripped right over the boy he'd been looking for. He looked-- miserable. Why? What had him so upset? Biting down hard on his lower lip, he crouched down and hugged Aoba to him with one arm.
"That's not the smile everyone knows and loves." He said softly, squeezing him. "What's up, Aoba?"
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soft pants escaped pale lips, brows pulled together as she watched the bus drive off -- without her. damn her luck, she was only late by a minute.
"Ichigo." Shoves him in the shoulder.
“Sup? Uhh—…”
“What was your name again—…??"