"So wait...the thief really jumped off a building?" Momota asked. I nodded, "and they really went to a joke shop instead of an actual bank or something?" He questioned his face was full of disbelief.

I couldn't blame him in the slightest, "and on top of all of that...he flirted with you?" They shouted. I couldn't help but flirt at the last one. I was never really flirted with, except Ouma back in high school but that was just teasing.

"Yeah I know it sounds...unbelievable to say the least" I admitted. We were walking towards the restaurant. When my old classmates figured out I was back in Tokyo they planned a big class reunion.

In actuality I think Shirogane wanted to see if I had started to date someone. She was going to be disappointed.

It was going to be nice seeing them again, even if they would probably ask me questions about the case. It was really popular these days this phantom thief and it only seemed to grow when I got involved.

"Saihara!" Akamatsu cheered when I walked in and hugged me. I was taken by surprise as she pulled away, "I haven't seen you since graduation! How are you?" She asked.

"I've been ok" I assured scanning the room. It was almost exactly as I remembered. Everyone hanging out and having fun with one another. It made me feel happy.

Then I realized someone was...missing.

"Where is Ouma?" I asked. Akamatsu scanned the table that she had just brought me and Momota to. It had Kiibo, Amami, and Harukawa. Most of the others were at the bar or some other table as none could've fit out group.

"I think he might be late, probably just wants to make a grand entrance" she guessed. I nodded, he did seem to like doing that. He once told me that it was because he didn't want to be boring. As if he ever really could be.

"Well, I'm going to talk to Harukawa, sure you're looking for Ouma talk to you later" Momota said as he sat in the booth next to Harukawa I nodded.

It was going great for the half hour. Like I expected there were questions about the case, but also what I've been doing the past year. Not many of us had left the city after graduation because they were studying for college.

No one mentioned Ouma at all throughout the conversation when I asked, he apparently didn't talk fo anyone after graduation. They were shocked I had even met him just days ago.

But...even back then Ouma never told me about his friends. I'm starting to wonder if he even had friends back then...

I eventually left the bar area and started walking around the restaurant when I saw someone in the window.

It was Ouma...and he was getting dragged somewhere....

My eyes widened as I ran out of the resturant to see someone holding Ouma at knife point as they forced him against the wall, knife sticking only inches from his neck.

"You and your rug rats owe me Ouma, pay up now...or they're gonna need another loan to send you floating down the river" they threatened. Ouma seemed unphased grinning.

"Aww you really think you're a bad guy huh?" Ouma taunted and before I could intervene Ouma kneed the guy in the crouch and the guy hissed and threw his knife up causing Ouma to get cut on the cheek.

Wasting no time Ouma booked it and shoved the guy off and ran giving me a quick look of shock before continuing to run. I ran after him, "wait! Ouma!" I callled.

Ouma didn't slow at all until we were over a block away as they seemed to not even break a real sweat. They then turned over to me giving me their award winning smile.

"Hi Shumai!" They greeted as if nothing had happened, "Ouma! What the heck happened back there? Who was that guy?" I asked and Ouma threw his hands behind his back in a relaxed manner.

"An idiot" Ouma answered, I groaned "I mean it, they attacked you out of nowhere Ouma. You could have gotten killed or injured, tell me" I persisted.

"I thought that was your job detective" Ouma teased smiling wider. He always seemed to try and get his way out of stuff like this huh? Why should I be surprised he's doing it now.

I decided to let it go for now, knowing Ouma he never let his guard down. I walked closer to him and looked at his wound, "we should go pick up some bandages at the drug store" I told him pointing across the street.

"Ok! Lead the way Saihara Chan" he said, I ignored the nickname and we walked into the store as I bought some bandaids and disinfectants- the knife looked dirty.

Me and Ouma ended up sitting in an alley as I grabbed the cotton balls and started putting the disinfectants on it, "this will sting" I warned before applying.

"Ow" Ouma whined, trying to push it away. I groaned, "Ouma please, if we don't treat this it could get infected" I warned him and Ouma pouted in response.

"So Saihara Chan, what've you been doing?" Ouma asked, "you still haven't told me who that was" I reminded him. Ouma groaned, "I don't want to" he responded.

"If it's something serious though I can help you" I assured. Ouma shrugged it off as I finished up patching him up. Ouma laughed a little "doesn't this remind you of when we played the knife game?" He asked.

"Yeah, didn't you say I had to or join your fake organization?" I asked. Ouma crossed his arms, "it isn't fake Saihara" Ouma criticized. I rolled my eyes, there was no such organization with ten thousand members.

"You were late for the reunion" I told him. Ouma raised an eyebrow "what reunion?" He asked and my eyes widened. Ouma didn't even know... had no one told him?

"Everyone from our class was in that restaurant" I told him, "did...did no one tell you?" I asked. Ouma grinned "it's a lie!" He cheered and I sighed in relief.

"But I wasn't going to go" he said, "why?" I asked. Ouma yawned, "they're boring" he answered. Yup. That's Ouma.

"I just wanted to mess with my beloved Saihara Chan, so I'm going home" he stated and got up and started walking away. Guilt filled me up, "are you getting picked up? I can walk home with you" I told you.

Ouma paused for a second, "you can wait if you want" he agreed.