[b]Sato Hashimoto[/b] // [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rNIw7idqVr0]Warakuma Shopping Complex[/url]

	After obtaining a cup of noodles to eat while meeting with Akiko (although he considered getting two to be polite) Sato flopped down into a chair situated near the table they agreed upon; the table in the left corner near the stage. He looked around a bit, stopping for a moment to watch Ryouta finish his food, before his eyes ended up on his watch. Only a few more minutes until Akiko would be there. Only a few more minutes until he got some answers about what she was doing.

	While it felt like hours to Sato, the minutes passed and he noticed Akiko striding towards his location. To be sure Sato glanced over at Ryouta, who seemed to be paying attention to what was going on was also playing with the remnants of his food. His attention was brought back to the important part when he heard the high squeak of a chair being pulled out from the table. It was Akiko, but then again, who would it be? She sat down and looked Sato straight in the eyes in an intimidating manner. “Hello,” she paused awkwardly before finishing. “Sato.”

	Sato felt his stomach churn as he looked at this girl. From experience, he could assume that asking too many questions would result in nothing. He swallowed a gulp of air before replying. “Am I allowed to know why you’re meeting me like this?”

	Her face contorted. “There’s no reason,” Sato knew she was lying. Somebody in the world would’ve done it that way, but for some reason, after only knowing her for less than a year, he [i]knew[/i] that Akiko was not the girl to do something like that. “and I’d like for us to go somewhere more private. If you don’t mind, of course.” Sato’s heart skipped a beat. Why… private? Private…? Private?

	Sato’s mind raced again, similar to how it did on the Ferris wheel. “Where…? And, would you mind… if we went together? There—go there?” He hated how he said it. How he messed it up, and revealed his nervousness. Before continuing Sato tried to regain some of his composure, and once he did suddenly questioned the idea of meeting somewhere only to be told to meet somewhere else. “Where did you have in mind?”

	“Do you know of that clearing in the trees behind the park?” Akiko stood up suddenly after saying it. Sato merely nodded, and after he did she danced her way through the crowd of people in the food court. As she left Sato looked over at Ryouta, who flashed him a thumbs-up and quickly got out of his seat and made chase with cup in hand. Seeing it reminded Sato that he still had at least half of a cup of noodles left and he ultimately ended up finishing it before heading to the woods behind the park.

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[b]Sato Hashimoto[/b] // [url=http://youtu.be/m75r54BwahQ]Warakuma Park[/url]
 [i][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gd9OhYroLN0](Really Edgey Alt. Theme)[/url][/i]

	Cutting through the front of the park, Sato quickly made his way to the trees a bit of a ways a way behind the building, ignoring the scarce amount of people that were there. As he approached the start of the woods, he slowed his pace down to almost a crawl, listening for anything, half-expecting Ryouta to jump out at him and tell him something crazy about Akiko. It didn’t happen, and instead Sato heard his voice coming from deeper within. He started to make his way towards the sounds as quietly and slowly as he could, his chest constricting in on itself.

	Sato slid behind a thick tree, peering out from it to take a look at who was standing in the clearing besides Akiko. As he expected he saw both Akiko and Ryouta standing there, seemingly arguing about something. However, against his expectations, Akiko’s eyes fleetingly glanced at him, so quickly that Sato was barely sure that it even happened, that it wasn’t just his mind playing tricks on him. And as quickly as that, the frail girl pulled Ryouta into an embrace, hands in provocative positions on his body, sharing saliva. While he resisted at the start (probably due to confusion, in Sato’s opinion), Ryouta accepted the kiss, letting his arms fall limp to his side.

	In a mixture of shock and curiousity, Sato stood in plain sight, staring at what he had just witnessed. He had no idea why that had happened. He had no idea what it was. He couldn’t associate it with a word. Breaking away like it was some one-night stand, Akiko looked straight at Sato, and Ryouta soon noticed who she was looking at. As soon as he saw him, his face flushed a bright red (but it was obvious he was already blushing the entire time) and he tried to stammer out an answer, but nothing came out of his mouth. Akiko's lips rose in a mocking manner, as if she was trying to express to him that she owned them. Before she could say something to intimidate him, Sato stumbled a few steps back before striding away with as much confidence as he could muster at the moment.

	Sato plopped down near the entrance of the park, wiping away the bits of muck in the corners of his eyes with his thumb. It wasn’t that his hopes were crushed, it was that she acted and looked like she could get what she wanted when she wanted, even other people. It didn't seem like he was having some affair with her, but instead it seemed like she was just knocking out two birds with one stone: she wanted his body and she wanted to show Sato that she didn't care about him. He let out a loose sigh. The thoughts he had in his head weren't coherent at all and it just made him more frustrated to think about it.