Welcome to my newest Shinsuba fic! I honestly should write more for this ship but I just have so many yuumika feels that this ship takes a back seat OTL
I hope you enjoy this shorter chapter story :)
It was another late night at the office and Mitsuba downed another drink.
Ever since she got the boring desk job, she became a regular at the bar. The bar was more quiet and tamed compared to other bars she'd been to as a college student. Honestly, all she needed is a drink before she decided to quit her job.
But Mitsuba really needed her job in order to afford rent and other basic necessities. After all, she was considered an embarrassment to the Sanguu family. She had told people that she decided to move out and become more independent, but in reality, she was kicked out by her parents and had been living alone since.
The bartender slid her another shot and she glanced up at him.
"I didn't order another one," Mitsuba said as she looked up at him.
"She paid for it," he pointed at a purple haired women seated down the bar. She lifted her own drink and winked. Mitsuba didn't know what to make of it.
"Tell her thanks, but I'm not interested."
"Already tried," the man said as he dried the beer mug. On quiet days, Mitsuba would talk to him, share her burdens instead of drinking them away. "Little lady won't take no for an answer, even if you aren't interested."
"Great," Mitsuba muttered under her breath as the bartender was called away. She propped up her arm and rested her head as she stared at the clear liquid. It was just a shot and it wasn't the first time someone tried to buy her a drink.
She had two choices; either wait for the other to make a move or go over to her and thank her before leaving.
The last time she approached a man about not being interested, she smashed a beer bottle at his head and ended up at the police station till 3 in the morning.
Mitsuba heard the sound of the chair to her right being dragged across the hardwood floor and she looked up to the youthful face.
She briefly wondered if the other was even old enough to be drinking.
"Name's Shinoa and I couldn't help but buy a drink for lovely lady such as yourself." Mitsuba snorted.
"Spare me the jest," Mistuba said and downed her third shot. "I appreciate the drink, but I'm not interested."
"Aha, it seems you have mistaken my intentions," Shinoa said, "I only wanted to make friends."
Mitsuba doubted it.
"Let me tell you exactly where in hell you can go."
Shinoa blinked a few times before smiling warmly again.
"I'm much more familiar if you wanted a visit."
"Not interested." She left a payment for her earlier two drinks and stood up from the bar stool.
Mitsuba took two steps before she paused.
Everyone in the bar froze in place. The waitress, the guys by the pool table, even the group of newly of age college students appeared to be frozen in time. She never noticed when the music stopped.
"How fucking drunk am I?"
"Not too intoxicated," a smooth voice spoke behind her. It sounded familiar, yet she could not pinpoint who it was.
Mitsuba turned around to see who was messing with her but froze from fear.
She recognized it to be Shinoa, but she didn't recall the pair of black sleek horns that grew out of each side of her head, the long thin tail swished from slight to side. But it did not attract Mitsuba's attention as much as the beautiful blackish red wings that were folded neatly behind Shinoa.
Mitsuba started to feel uncomfortable under the piercing red gaze but she felt herself losing herself in them, such a rich colour and entrancing.
"I only wanted to make friends earlier," Shinoa said as she slowly took a step forward, her tail curling behind her, "but I'm much more interested now."
Mitsuba's mind went blank.
"Uh, I have work tomorrow," she blurted out. Shinoa had the same dumbfounded expression from earlier before letting out a laugh.
"I am definitely very interested." There was a glint in the red eyes that ran shivers down Mitsuba's spine, something almost dangerous. "I'll see you around then, Mitsuba Sanguu."
Shinoa brushed past Mitsuba, sending another set of chills.
"How did you-" Mitsuba turned to look for Shinoa, but she was nowhere to be seen. But everyone started moving again, the music was playing, just like how it should be.
"Can I help you, ma'am?" the waitress asked with an empty tray.
"I'm… I'm just really drunk, don't mind me," Mitsuba said and left the bar.
She needed sleep. She was seeing some freaky shit cause she was too tired. That was it, she was tired.
She skipped the public transportation and waved down a taxi. Sure it would cut into her budget for the month a bit, but she needed it.
~ Even to Death I Follow ~
Red eyes followed the small vehicle as it traveled down the long road. She stretched out her wings as she stood up on the perch of the apartment building. She prepared for flight when she felt a hand on her shoulder, but no malicious intent.
"What do you want?" Shinoa asked, her eyes never leaving the car until it was out of sight.
"You were supposed to be doing your job." Shinoa rolled her eyes.
"I did. I wanted a little drink after trying to approach that disgusting pig."
"Shinoa, we do not indulge in human gratification."
"I know, but it's entertaining to me," Shinoa said as she folded her wings and turned to face her sister. "Besides, you need to let loose sometimes too. How's things with Guren?"
Mahiru was a hypocrite when she tells her not to engage in any human activities but she was 'dating' a human man. Shinoa never understood this concept that the humans came up with.
"We don't need to bring him into the conversation," she said as she brushed her hair behind her shoulder. "So you collected the souls?"
"Today's list is completed."
"Good, let's head back then," Mahiru said as a portal opened. "Actually, who was that blonde girl?"
"None of your business," Shinoa almost hissed before disappearing into the portal. Mahiru looked back at the bar in amusement before following her little sister.
She is also interested in this Mistuba Sanguu.