When Mizuru informed him the crutches were just for pretending and she wasn't actually hurt Makato just about leapt forward to give her a hug, a smile creeping to his face as the primary reason for holding himself back was now gone.<br/><br/>And than another reason showed up as one of the bullies arruved and began teasing him again. Why did they always call him a girl when he wasn't a girl? He stared down at the ground, trying to ignore the guy as the smile crept away from his face. He than squeeked in surprise as Mizuru proved the point about the crutches being just for pretend much to the jerks expense. Makoto frowned a bit more as they scampered off. Sure they were mean, but was violence really the best way to handle it? Looking to Mizuru he couldn't be mad about it, she was so strong after all, and had done it to help him. Stronger than he had even imagined before he learned her secret. He nods to her, smiling once more, the thoughts of the hug vanished for the time being as he puts his mind to finding time to speak with his friend, "I can make time for you Mizuru. I haven't been able to get anything done during club time anyway, and it's the only thing I even have to worry about. I'd even skip class for you. I'm worried about what the other students might say now that you're back. If any of them saw... what happened to you."