It was strangely calm in Ikebukuro , despite the soft roar coming from the motorbike cruising through. There wasn't much traffic, making the ride smoother, and saving the rider unnecessary stares from passer-bys. The rider was the infamous and androgynous black rider. But was she really that androgynous? A flashback came about in her head. It showed her well known friend , Shizuo , being informed from her lover that she indeed was a she. He reacted surprise to this new information. At first , his surprise had made no impact on her what so ever. But now, as she dwelled on the thought, it made her feel some what uncomfortable with herself.
So until that moment he had thought of me as a male? What if he knew I was a female from the start? Then would he have treated me differently?
As she aske herself these questions, her sense of direction had been neglected. Lucky for her, Shooter made sure to steer clear of any obstacles. Allowing her trusty steed to lead the way, the black rider imagined herself being with Shizuo as a complete female. The moments she had spent with him as the black rider was replaced with a Celty Sturluson spending those same moments with him. For seem reason, the atmosphere which would have surrounded them, seemed a bit more...well ... a bit more..romantic. Was it because there was a feminine Celty sharing a bench with a handsome man in a bartender suit seemed to make them look more of a couple?
I guess it would make sense for others to see a female and an attractive male sharing a bench alone together as a couple of sorts. ...Uh did I just call Shizuo attractive? Good thing Shinra can't read my mind , or else...Ahh it would just give him even more reason to think of Shizuo as a love rival. Wait, is he already a love rival? Or maybe Shinra is just over exaggerating. Ugh maybe I'm just thinking too much.
For once the rider was glad to have no head, for if she did, someone might be able to notice the hint of pink lying beneath the helmet's visor.