Thread: High School of the Dead (Frogger and Sugo)

It was, surreal, to say the least. Here was this feisty red headed girl, one of the foreigners in the mostly Asian school. He'd taken a risk, he could sense her discomfort and could strangely sense her fear. So he'd done it, he'd brought her into the hug he thought she needed and she'd melted into his arms. Almost as if he'd been her lover, a lover she'd not seen for months she'd melted. He watched as her eyes closed and she begun to speak, then her head buried itself into his shirt, her makeup slightly dirtying the white fabric as she did but he did not mind. Ami.. he whispered quietly before he could feel her soft hands rubbing against his chest through his shirt, the side of her head now leaning against his chest as if she was listening to his heartbeat. She began to talk about what she felt they needed, she felt they needed weapons and while Khun wasn't ever going to use a weapon if she needed that to stay safe then he would likely have to oblige. When she said she could hike out to the nearest hardware store the warmth of his hand overwhelmed the side of her face pulling her chin up so she was looking up at him. Before she could even ask for his opinion it was being given to her. You aren't going anywhere on your own. he said softly looking down at her and then oddly, he blushed. He looked slightly away from her and bit down on his bottom lip as he processed in his mind how to word this... Ami was... a pretty girl, to say the least, and Khun shared a few classes with her. When he'd seen her running in the direction of danger he'd not even questioned putting himself in danger to save her. He turned back to face her, his hand hadn't left her cheek during his moment of digression to think. He looked down into her eyes with a soft expression on his face. Normally I'd.. Think twice about running into danger. he said gently but when I saw you going in the direction I knew wasn't safe I ignored everything and came to help you. he said taken a deep breath. I've always thought you beautiful Ami.. he said before biting his tongue and looking away again, there was still a slight bit of red on his cheeks but it had subsided slightly. It felt odd, to be doing something like this in a time like this, but, he knew she was scared. With god as his witness there was no chance he was going to let a girl go into a situation where she could possibly die without knowing at least one person in the world thought her beautiful. One of his hands reached down and grabbed her ivory thigh, pulling her up, sitting her in his lap, her legs stretched out on the sofa her skirt riding up as he sorted that. He wasn't going to let something flash if she didn't choose it to. As he smoothed out her skirt and looked at her in the moment of silence he then finally said. I guess what I'm saying is.. I like you, a lot. Enough to make me go out of my own line of reasoning to save you earlier. I don't think we need any weapons, we have a few tools in there if you want to arm yourself with something to protect yourself if I'm not there. he said gesturing towards the woodshop. But I'll protect you, Ami. he said in a loving, caring tone.