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Saiki should have seen this coming.
He REALLY should have. He should have noticed something was wrong when Kusuke grinned deviously while he fixed his broken limiter.
He should have at the very least found the fact that all the annoying people he knew (or his Friends as his mom called them) brought him so many problems on the last day before summer vacation that he was too exhausted to even function right.
And yet here he was, sitting in a cardboard box that was only protecting him a little against the pouring rain.
His pink-tinted, white fur growing heavy as the water soaked in the cardboard box and his coat of fur. His green glasses and limiter collar, nowhere to be seen.
He laid down, curling up to try to avoid any losing any warmth.
He tried to remember what had occurred and why he couldn't use his powers but no explanation came to mind. All he knew was that Kusuke had something to do with it...
He yowled to try to grab any attention that could at the very least help him get to an animal shelter as he curled up even tighter, still trying to conserve warmth.
Saiki's yowl did grab some people's attention but merely for a moment before they decided it was either...
'That damn sound annoying me more than this damn rain'
Or...
'God, It's not that I don't feel bad about the thing but I have to go home in order to finish that episode. Stopping now would be a waste of time'
He tried to yowl again, but it came as only a weak mewl. He thought no one had heard it due to its soft volume as he merely curled up tighter.
Saiki Kusuo was giving up after having saved all of Japan because his powers were taken away from him?
...Yes.
However, there was something that gave him hope.
"The sound came from this box right...?" Someone had said, their words muffled by the still ever harsh rain.
Saiki felt the wind and water falling upon him as the owner of the voice opened the box up.
He poked his head out of his curled-up body only to see a familiar face with a very unfamiliar expression on it.
Saiko Metori, the richest and smug bastard Saiki had ever met and his first-ever crush looked down at the used-to-be-human psychic with a very worried expression.
'Wait, worried? He normally looks at anything that isn't Kokomi or money like it's trash'
His confusion must have shown on his furry face because Saiko picked him up softly and carried him to his car all the while whispering sweet nothings.
The second he entered the car felt like heaven to him as he was quickly covered with a soft towel and placed onto Saiko's lap which for your information, was rather warm (or maybe that was just his blush).
Though the towel restricted his movement, it provided the warmth Saiki desperately needed as his body slowly stopped shivering.
'Maybe I could just take...'
'A very, very...'
'Small...'
'Nap...'