Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes: Takes place pre-Jun
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"Are you sure it's such a good idea going out this late at night? Shiro's gonna chew you out... again."
Mika rolled her eyes at Takasugi Shingo, better known as Green Two these days, as she grabbed her helmet. She had no regrets (anymore) about fighting as Yellow Four, but there were still times when she wished the damn robot had never scooped her up and away from Africa... especially whenever her new teammates seemed to forget she had more than one promise to keep.
"Only if he knows I'm gone." She was going no matter what Shingo did, but it would be easier if she didn't have to face another lecture on teamwork and dedication.
Grinning, Shingo waved a hand. "Nah. You have to keep your photography skills sharp, right? And you always come back home eventually."
"... You really won't tell?"
"I really won't tell."
She kept an eye on him as she climbed on her motorcycle, still expecting the lecture or a disapproving look that anyone else on the team would have given her at this point... but Shingo just smiled and waved good-bye. It was... a little weird, but she shook it off enough for a quick thank you before she sped off.
Shingo's smiled became broader as he watched her go. One of these days he was going to figure out if his feelings for Mika were just an attraction to a strong young lady or something more (maybe even love), but for now he'd settle for understanding her better than anyone else. He'd figure it out eventually. It wasn't like either of them was going anywhere anytime soon.