Hi everyone!

This is the result of me reading too much fanfiction and having too much time on my hands now that college is done until the fall for me. This was originally going to be a oneshot but... I don't think that happened. Anyway, this is my first fanfic for the Boueibu fandom and I have a couple more ideas for Boueibu fics because holy hell this anime took over my life.

I hope you like this. :)

There were certain pressures that came with coming from a family as prestigious and the Arimas, superpower owner of state-of-the-art hospitals stationed worldwide. Images had to be kept up; no one could afford to get their hands dirty unless it was absolutely unavoidable.

For Ibushi, the future head of the family, most of the expectations were placed upon him. He had to look and act the part of the Arima family successor, be the poster child of wealth and success. Grades had to be above-average, authority must be taken in club activities, and he was to associate with only the best that he could find.

So, when his parents started giving him a hard time about not having a girlfriend, despite attending an all-boys high school, Ibushi thought that the weight was finally too much to bear. He'd met expectations in every other part of the mold he was trying to fill, but dating… it was something Ibushi didn't have the desire or time for. On top of schoolwork and Student Council affairs, he had started being tasked with smaller jobs within the family business to prepare him for his future. Where would he have time to go out and find a girl who would put up with such a full schedule and measure up to what his parents deemed a "perfect girl" for him? It just couldn't be done.

He'd voiced this concern of his during a Student Council meeting a few weeks after the girlfriend matter first came about. Of course, it was after everything else essential was taken care of and the trio were silently sipping tea in the club room.

"Hmph, I agree with you." Kinshiro huffed "Dating is too messy to even think about dealing with."

"Sounds like you speak from experience, Kusatsu-san." Akoya teased with a smirk.

"Friendships are complicated enough." The Council President went on, undeterred "Add in romance and you're better off walking through a mine field." He finished off his tea and pushed the cup away. Arima took the hint and stood to pour him some more.

"But it doesn't seem like they're letting up." Ibushi claimed "They find some way to bring it up every week."

"Why not just say you're not interested?" Akoya questioned "That worked for me."

"I feel like your parents are the most lenient out of all of us." Kinshiro reasoned, taking the refilled teacup in his hands.

"Probably." Arima sighed as he put the kettle back where it was.

"Then…" Akoya sipped his tea "maybe just make them think you have a girlfriend?"

"And how would I do that?" Ibushi wondered "They expect to meet her too."

"Just find some girl you know who'll pretend to date you." Akoya proposed "Have her over for dinner one night, meet up with her for "dates," that kind of thing."

"That might work, actually." Kinshiro concurred "If you're careful."

"But I don't have any female friends." Ibushi complained "Who in this school could possibly pass as a girl and want to be my pretend girlfriend?"

Kinshiro cocked his head to the side before both he and Arima looked directly at Akoya, who was twirling a tuft of his hair between his fingers absentmindedly and blinking at the other two boys. His fingers stopped once he got the message "Me?"

"You do always over-perform when the school holds a crossdressing event." Kinshiro admitted.

"And you're certainly…" Ibushi had to think of the correct way to word this "beautiful enough to be mistaken for a girl."

Akoya's eyes lit up as he smiled and blushed "You really think so?"

"Of course." Arima assured "I don't think anyone can do a better job than you."

Akoya giggled "Then I accept."

Over the next week, Ibushi kept collaborating with the second-year on their plan. They started coming up with times for potential "dates" and a cover for Akoya. His family may have been less strict, but neither of them thought that the Geros catching wind of this scheme was a good idea. It wasn't that hard to find an alibi since Akoya loved wandering around the city on his own. A simple "I'm going out" was good enough. But still, it was better to be prepared than to have the plan backfire on them somehow.

The next week was when they decided to officially start "dating." Ibushi had a meeting to attend at one of his family's local hospitals regarding the business' funding and two of his parents' supervisors were accompanying him for observation. It seemed like a good time to spring the surprise, since every notable event at the meeting was going to be retold to his parents. So Operation Fake Girlfriend was set to go that evening.

Just to add more legitimacy to the charade, Ibushi put his acting skills to work during the meeting, pretending to be a bit flustered and that his mind was elsewhere at the start. A short time after the meeting commenced, he started speeding through lesser important points on the agenda and did everything in his power to keep statements short.

It took almost the whole meeting for someone to actually question him on his behavior. "What's the hurry today, Arima-san?" A doctor asked.

"I know." A nurse agreed "Arima-san's usually so patient during these meetings."

Perfect. "Well, uh… I told my girlfriend that we'd go on a date tonight and to meet me here at five." He glanced at the wall clock again, faint gasps from the employees at the meeting fading into the background.

4:45. And, knowing that Akoya was very punctual, he'd be here about five minutes early. Showing up at the end of the meeting would be a great way to leave this off on.

"I didn't know you were dating, Arima-san." One of his supervisors interjected.

"Yes." The other continued as she wrote something down on her tablet "How long has this been going on?"

"Oh, uh, we only started dating last week…" Ibushi claimed.

He managed to end the meeting at five minutes to five with no sign of Akoya quite yet. That was fine, he was probably trying to find the conference room or something. He was putting the last of the notes and reports away when he heard one of the women in the room gasp "Arima-san, is that your girlfriend?!"

He looked up and saw a few nurses had flocked over to the big glass barrier between the hallway and the meeting room. And it didn't take them too long to zero in on Akoya because, come on, it's Akoya. He turned heads wherever he went.

"Oh, the one with the pink hair? You did say she had pink hair, right?"

"Oh my gosh, I love her dress!"

"She's so pretty!"

"And you were being all modest when you talked about her."

Arima felt the heat rush into his cheeks as he finished packing away papers "Yeah, uh, that's… her…"

Someone took the liberty of inviting his "girlfriend" into the conference space, where "she" instantly gravitated towards him "Hi, Ibu-chan." Right, they settled on pet names too… that was gonna take some getting used to.

Of course, like everything else he did, Akoya filled into the role he was given perfectly. His hair was in a side braid that hung over his shoulder, like when they went to the beach as a club awhile back. A peach colored dress covered in lace clung to him and somehow made it look like he had a more feminine figure, he even had a purse in hand- and holy hell was he wearing lip gloss?!

"H-hi, Akoya." At least that surprised tone was real.

Akoya tentatively glanced around the room "I'm not interrupting am I, is your meeting over?"

"Yeah, it's over. You're fine."

"Then, are you ready to go?"

Ibushi looked back at his supervisors apologetically "I'm sorry I didn't say anything about my plans sooner, I wanted it to be a surprise."

"I suppose we can let this slide…" The woman with the tablet muttered, taking no more than quick glances at Akoya through her glasses "But we are letting your parents know about that."

"Of course." Ibushi smiled before turning his attention back to Akoya "Come on, let's go." Akoya nodded and the two headed for the door "Good work everyone."

Two steps out the doorway, Ibushi felt delicate fingers lace between his own and grip gently. He was surprised by the sudden gesture but returned it nonetheless. After all, Akoya was only adding to the image they were creating.

They held hands all the way to the elevator, not saying a word until the doors had closed them in, leaving them alone.

"So," Akoya began "how was I?"

"Perfect." Ibushi praised while he ordered the elevator to take them to the first floor.

The shorter boy grinned "Good."

Ibushi stepped back and the elevator started with a little jolt "But…"

"What? What is it?" Akoya nervously blurted.

"I didn't expect you to go all-out on the first date." Ibushi mused as he looked at his friend- oh my god, the lip gloss had sparkles in it!

Akoya's cheeks turned pink and he settled to stare at his cream-colored flats "Well, I… wanted to make a good first impression." The blush darkened and his speech quickened "And I've been looking for an excuse to wear this dress for a while now."

"You mean you already owned it?"

A pink braid flopped off of Akoya's shoulder as he gaped at his friend "Of course I did, look how pretty it is!" The younger boy's face was officially the same color as his hair when he looked away again and let go of Ibushi's hand to fix his braid "I bet that sounds stupid, huh?"

The older boy just stared down at him for a moment, at a loss of what to say. Arima knew that Akoya liked feminine things and bought whatever he saw and thought was pretty, but he would always look guilty after these bits of self-indulgence. It was almost like he was waiting for he or Kinshiro to berate him for what he liked. Sure, Kinshiro very passionately ranted about what he didn't enjoy and why it should be destroyed, but he never expressed malice towards Akoya's fashion sense or spending habits. He just accepted it and Ibushi did the same. He was a six foot tall heir to fortune and he liked gardening, who was he to judge?

That was when the right words came to him.

"No, it's not." Deep blue eyes peeked over pink locks to look at him "I think… it suits you."

"Oh…" Akoya's eyes flicked back to the tile flooring "thank you."

The elevator stopped and opened on the first floor and, with the scenery, Akoya's mood changed. He latched back onto Ibushi's arm and smiled as they stepped towards the building's exit "So, where are we going? You promised me dinner remember?"

"I did." Arima concurred "I made a reservation at this Italian place a few blocks down. I hope you don't mind if we walk there."

Akoya snuggled a bit closer, clearly comfortable being back in character "Not at all."