Story Teaser:
“You know, I told Noriko that she and Shuya were the first true friends I ever had.”
“Hey,” Katsu pouted. “What about me?”
“Shut up and let me finish.” Katsu grinned sheepishly, motioning his hand for Shogo to continue. The other boy turned away, staring through newly grown bangs off in the vague direction in which Shuya and Noriko were standing. “I told her they were the first true friends I ever had, and I was telling the truth. I’ve always thought of you as just a means to an end. You had what I needed; I had what you needed. It was like a business deal. But,” he paused, eyes narrowing, “I want to know that I can make friends even when I’m not in the middle of a life or death battle. So, Katsu, wanna be friends?”
“Sure, why not?” he replied easily, smirking wickedly at Shogo’s surprised reaction. “On one condition.”
The surprise disappeared instantly, replaced with an emotionless mask. Katsu could understand. Shogo had just said he wanted their interaction to be more than just business, and here he was adding conditions. “Like what?”
“You have to follow them to America.”
