Disclaimer: I don't own KHR
Title: Celebrity love
Summary: Chrome thought that an all girl high school was supposed to equivalent to a neon sign flashing NO MORE BOY TROUBLE! But life finds it amusing to prove her wrong. Who would you choose: the one that saved your life, or your all time favorite celebrity? Poor Chrome. 69X96X100
A/N: Following scenes only apply to Namimori all girls' high school and none others :)
*Music plays*
A soft groan resounded as a pretty girl of eighteen rolled beneath her sheets. Bleary violet eyes slid open as Chrome Dokuro woke to another, not so eventful, day. Flipping over, she reached out a hand to grapple for her i-phone, the source of the music –her daily alarm. Skinny, pale legs swung over the side of the tiny bed as Chrome opened her mouth in a yawn and trembled from a feline like stretch. Today was Thursday, 7:15 to be precise, crap! Chrome started at the neon green digits flashing on her wristwatch and practically flew out of bed, leaving an unmade pile of blankets in her hurried wake. Dashing to the bathroom, Chrome pulled a brush through her sleep-ruffled hair and bringing it up into a high ponytail before moving on with the rest of her morning routine.
Chrome drew a large hoodie over her head, adjusted her hair before slipping into a pair of nicely fit jeans. Taking a second to glance at herself in the bathroom mirror, she grabbed yesterday's homework off the desk and crammed them into her open backpack before slinging it over her shoulder and exiting the bedroom. An advantage of living alone was that there wasn't anybody to tell you to finish your breakfast before going to school, and Chrome took full advantage as she grabbed an apple off the kitchen counter before racing away, leaving the apartment door to swing shut and lock behind her.
The bus normally came at 7:45 and Chrome stood with both hands on her knees, panting hard at the bus stop at 7:43 – perfect timing. She was catching a public bus -not the school ones - meaning that it wasn't going to wait the extra couple of minutes for you to pull your stuff together. The medium sized vehicle pulled into the stop, passengers got on and off and Chrome found herself leaning against her backpack, sitting comfortably in her usual seat against the window at the back of the bus. She flipped open her school planner: just the last day of examinations, nothing special.
-x-
Chrome's head drooped slightly as her chin slipped from her supporting hand. The loud classroom atmosphere was the same as always, with the extra hint of vague anxiety for the upcoming test. Large bored eyes were about to flutter close when a particularly loud screech of laughter woke her from the trance like state. Silently annoyed, Chrome turned her glance towards the source of the outburst, not surprised to find MM at the center of the commotion.
MM was the kind of girl that most wanted to be: shiny hair, large eyes and sexy body - well most girls didn't include Chrome. She was known for soft whisper and mysterious glamor, not to mention her perfect test scores which always made her easy prey. Not meaning to eavesdrop, Chrome tilted her head and eyed the laughing group, paying more attention to their actual speech that was mixed in with the constant outbreaks of hysterical giggles.
'He's soooo hot~" someone squealed before her voice was drowned by another onslaught of sniggers. Chrome rolled her eyes beneath her lavender bangs, this wasn't surprising, those girls found way too many boys hot. Still, Chrome closed her eyes to catch more snippets of conversation.
"Those eyes, and that unique tattoo!" Chrome nodded absentmindedly, not really taking in much of the words. The only reason she wasn't part of the class conversations were because people thought of her as: antisocial. It wasn't Chrome's fault that she never opened up; she just never had the chance.
"I swear, If Byakuran so much as looked at me, I would totally faint!" Chrome's eyes snapped open as her attention towards the group of girls peaked. As much as Chrome sometimes detested the bunch (which she never openly showed) she had to silently agree as they continued to gossip about her favorite celebrity. Byakuran Geeso was indeed one of the best-looking guys she knew, with his band of five others: 'The Funeral Wreaths' meant music and hot guys to most teenage girls in Namimori, and for a change, Chrome was no singular. Ringtone, alarm, playlist, by god Chrome was a fan.
Just when the conversation reached the point of marriage (and others) their English teacher strolled casually through the door, provoking many wistful signs from all around the classroom. Irie Shoichi took out a stack of test papers before giving the class a shy little smile, more signs came from the girls as they stared dreamily at the redhead, not even giving a damn about the papers that he holding that may as well be deciding their final semester grade.
Typical Namimori high school senior girls
-x-
Chaos ensued the moment Chrome stepped into the overcrowded cafeteria. Ducking just in time to avoid a slice of half-eaten pizza and keeping close to the ground, Chrome bustled over to where she normally sat at the back of the cafeteria, mostly away from the worst of the chaos. A hand pulled her up by the hood as she reached the small cluster, straightening up, she stared into the beaming face of Haru Miura. "You're late today Chrome-chan!" The brunette said as she held up her tray to fend of a meatball.
"Y-yea, just had my English exams." Chrome whispered (whispering was normal for the shy girl) as she took a seat next to Sasagawa Kyoko, a charming girl with a warm smile forever set upon her pretty face.
"Don't worry Chrome-chan, you're a straight A student, you've got nothing to worry about!" Chrome was about to smile but only whimpered in response as she noticed a group of food covered girls sauntering over. One of them slammed her hand onto the table inches away from Chrome's fingers and caused the poor girl to flinch visibly before flipping her inky locks over her shoulder and surveying the small group with smoldering eyes.
"Sorry~ was I disturbing your little nerd party?" The assembly behind the raven sniggered simultaneously at her terribly hidden sarcasm. Chrome, not knowing what to say, blushed and looked down.
"Che, it's so you Chrome, think your too good to answer? I'm hurt!" False hurt dripped from her voice as the girl put a hand to her heart, pretending that Chrome had actually offended her feelings. Chrome, being the innocent little girl she was, was going to murmur an indignant apology if not interrupted as the other continued, resuming in her usually snarky tone.
"Just wanted to inform you that 'The Six Funeral Wreaths' are coming to Namimori tomorrow. Or did you know that already? Probably not!" and with that, she got off the table and joined her friends before stalking off with a satisfied glance backwards. So much for the rule 'no bullying'.
"Well that was uncalled for." Haru sniffed before returning to her science textbook. But Chrome didn't hear her as she stared wide-eyed after the raven's fading silhouette.
-x-
Chrome sat with her cheeks pressed against the cool glass window as the bus growled to a start, pulling out her iPhone, she put her earphones in before scrolling down her favorites' playlist.
I'll be get my perfect world
Please don't let me down.
Honoo kakagero! PARTY no hajimari
The familiar voice and beat of 'Perfect World' resounded in her head as Chrome yawned, closed her eyes and leaned back against the seat after an exhausting day. Ignoring the familiar screech of the bus door sliding open to accept new passengers, Chrome didn't pay much attention as she moved her bags to allow someone to file into the seat next to hers.
Most of the bus-ride passed typically; with Chrome staring aimlessly out the rolled up window and humming softly to her favorite songs (most of which consisted of 'The Funeral Wreaths') up until she felt a soft pressure against her shoulder. Turning around, Chrome stared incredulously at the boy beside her for the first time.
He was around nineteen or twenty at first glance, navy hair tied into weird hairstyle that reminded her oddly of a pineapple, black jacket and jeans that showed off his slim yet masculine form, and lastly the smile that graced his handsome face as he leaned against her shoulder. Blushing profusely, Chrome began to stutter before noticing that the boy was asleep, with his earphones in. Slightly flustered by the situation, Chrome shifted her weight in attempt to get the sleeping man off her shoulder only to stare mortified by the fact that she had made it all worse when his head slipped off her skinny shoulder and onto her lap. Chrome's face would have put a tomato to shame as she watched the stranger snuggle into her lap.
Feeling like hyperventilating, Chrome reached down and stroked the navy hair with trembling fingers before instantly pulling back and cursed herself for being so daring. Right at that moment, the phone in her pocket vibrated against her thighs and caused Chrome to panic, fumbling with her pocket, she whipped out her cell phone and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that the boy on her lap hadn't woken. 'He must be a pretty deep sleeper' she thought as she flipped open her phone and glanced at the text message she had received.
Haru: Where r u Chrome-chan?
A smile crept onto her face and her fingers flew across the phone as she texted back.
Chrome: One the bus home and guess what… there's a guy sleeping on my lap xD
Chrome almost giggled out loud when her phone vibrated again and her eyes swept over the reply text
Haru: O_O you're kidding right?
Chrome: Do I ever kid?
Haru: TAKE A PICTURE!
Chrome chuckled softly but then blushed as she activated the 'camera' app on her cell. 'I feel like such a stalker' she thought as she quickly snapped a picture of the sleeping boy and texted it over to her friend.
Haru: YOU LUCKY GIRL, HE'S ADORABLE! Tell me more when you get home :O
The soft smile on Chrome's lips widened as she put her phone away and listened to the boy's steady breathing over her music. Blushing, she managed to convince herself that it wasn't that bad.
-x-
Ten minutes from her stop, Chrome took out her ear buds and was about to bend over to put them away when she realized that the boy was still fast asleep and nestled comfortably in her lap. Smiling at the childish expression on the sleeper's face, Chrome decided against waking him up. 'Five more minutes' she urged herself 'It would be rude to wake him up, and besides, it's not everyday you get a cute guy to sleep on your lap'
Five minutes later, Chrome started to worry. 'He's not going to to wake up in time for my stop.' She panicked as she glanced at the all to familiar buildings through the window. Taking a deep breath, she put a hand on his shoulder and gave the boy a gentle shake before pulling her hand back and praying that he would wake up. It did nothing. Chrome moaned silently and pursed her lips in determination as she tried whispering in his ear. "Excuse me?" only to realize that he still had his earphones in and couldn't hear anything she or anyone said.
Mentally throwing her hands up in defeat Chrome tried to dislocate the boy from her lap and nearly faint due to embarrassment when the other squirmed and pouted, hugging her around the waist. Chrome let out a small groan of despair as the bus doors to her stop slid open and close again when nobody got off. 'Why is it always me?' she thought, eyeing longingly after her apartment in the distance as the bus started again and rumbled away.
-x-
Chrome jolted to a wake when the horns on the bus blasted and the driver glanced at her through the rearview mirror before shouting: "This is the last stop sweetie, you and your boyfriend better get off." Feeling dazed, Chrome looked out the windows and at orange buildings illuminated by the dying sun 'Where am I?' Her rapid train of thoughts was interrupted as something (more like someone) moved on her lap, causing her to jump when the boy straightened himself, stretched and yawned.
'Oh right, I missed the stop because of him.'
"Oh sorry, did I fall asleep on you?" Chrome blinked in surprise as the boy offered her a hand to pull her out of the bus seat. Without thinking much of the situation, Chrome accepted his hand and felt herself being pulled up as she stared, entranced, into his eyes. They were different, she noted; one of the deepest blue and the other the purest red, kaleidoscopic. "I'm really sorry about everything," The boy scratched the back of his head before giving Chrome an apologetic smile. "The name is Mukuro, Rokudo Mukuro." Chrome's face burned and she nodded.
"My name is Chrome Dokuro…." Before she could properly introduce herself, the driver honked again and glared at the two of them, irritation obvious in his beady eyes. Grabbing Chrome by the hand, Mukruo pulled the flustered girl off the bus before winking teasingly at the bus driver, watched him sigh in defeate before driving off.
The cool evening air woke Chrome up from her stupor and she blinked rapidly before turning red again when she noticed the boy's fingers still wrapped tightly around her wrist. Mukuro frowned and pressed his hand against Chrome's forehead. "Oya oya, are you sick?" That made Chrome turn an even darker shade of red (if that was even possible) and start sputtering out of embarrassment.
"So where do you live?"
"Huh? Oh" Chrome looked around and grimaced, this was not a neighborhood that she was accustomed to, as a matter of fact she had never even been to this side of town. "I, ahhh live around half an hour drive from here." Chrome's head drooped in despair, messy bangs covering up her eyes as she tried not to let her desperation show.
"Gee sorry, did I make you miss your stop?" Chrome shook her head rapidly, she never liked it when people blamed themselves when they could just blame her... another reason why she got picked on so much. Mukuro tilted his head back to look up at the greying sky before glancing at his watch. "Uhh.. what about I drive you home?" Chrome gaped at him.
"Yea yea, I know you're not supposed to get in random people's cars but," Mukuro gestured towards his expensive looking vehicle and smirked evilly, causing Chrome to shudder as his red eye glinted dangerously. "do you have any other way of getting home?" Chrome held up both hands in a gesture of surrender and backed away 'This is bad' she thought 'Why do these things always happen to me?' she wailed silently as she eyed the boy nervously. Mukuro stood still for a second before laughing at the cute expression on the younger's face "Kufufufu, don't worry Chrome-chan I'm not going to try anything." Chrome twisted the edge of her hoodie as she glanced wistfully at the laughing boy but followed him anyways towards the shiny sports car.
Hopping into the passengers seat, Chrome scooted as far away from the boy in the drivers seat as possible. "Come on Chrome-chan, don't be scared." seeing that the young girl still seemed unconvinced Mukuro rolled the window down and winked at her "I'll leave the window open so you can make a jump for it whenever you like." Chrome whimpered under her breath but relaxed to the boy's seemingly easy going nature.
The car swerved out of the driveway and sped down the streets, making Chrome's shoulder length hair whip messily around in the air. "Its the least I can do since I kind of made you miss that stop." Mukuro apologized again with his eyes trained on the road, but when no response came he glanced worriedly at the girl beside him only to smile when he saw her sitting with her head sticking out the window, eyes wide and a visible smile etched on her pretty face.
She was definitely cute.
-x-
The rest of the car ride passed with a blur, and it seemed like seconds before Chrome stepped out of Mukuro's car and leaned back to grab her bag and only to find that it had already been taken out for her. A faint blush dusted her pale cheeks as she straightened up to take her backpack that was being offered to her by the smiling boy. "T-thanks for e-everything." She stuttered, not looking into his mismatching eyes as their hands touched. Blindly swinging around, Chrome was about to walk up her front steps when a warm hand was placed on her shoulder, causing her to freeze.
"Hey, uhh, Chrome," Mukuro's smiled almost apprehensively as Chrome turned back to glance at him nervously "Can I have your number?" Purple eyes widened as Chrome stood there, fully taken aback.
"M-me?" She asked before mentally slapping herself for asking such a retarded question.
"Kufufu, yea, you."
"O-of course!" Chrome flustered, face flaming as she watched Mukuro pull out his cell phone and exchange numbers with her. Once he was done Mukuro, nodded one last time before climbing back into his car and rolling down his window as he backed out of her front drive.
"Call me maybe!" he called, making a pretend phone with his hand before speeding off, leaving Chrome standing there with her hand hanging feeble at her sides.
"You bet."
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