Author's Note: Hey! Welcome to my first (published) fanfic on the site (Yay!) Tear apart this story as much as you like and if i make any mistakes please point them out to me. It helps to improve both this and other stories i make! This story will likely be either a one-shot or only a few chapters long. It's some MatsuriXHarumi fluff that takes place between the Matsuri and Kyoto arcs. Enjoy the story!
Italics (like this) means Harumi is thinking.
(Content Warnings: Minor references to sexual themes)
Often, in mangas and animes, the pink-haired girl is a loveable, cute light-hearted person. However, Harumi knew this wasn't the case for Matsuri. She was sprinting from store to store, once again dragging Harumi through the mall.
"Matsuri, We've been to 15 stores in the past two hours and you haven't bought anything. Can we at least get some crepes first?" Harumin said while Matsuri was looking through a pile of phone accessories. Matsuri turned back towards Harumi.
"I just haven't found what I'm looking for" Matsuri said.
"Then what are you looking for?" Harumi retorted.
Matsuri shrugged her shoulders and walked out with Harumi slugging behind her. They both walked over to a cafe in the food court.
"Welcome to Passione a la Grace! What can i get you two fine ladies?" the cashier says.
"Two strawberry ice cream crepes please." Harumin said. In a few minutes the cashier gives them their crepes.
"So how's Peach Sisters?" Harumi said, taking a nibble out of the crepe.
"It's good, thanks for the recommendation." Matsuri looked at the people passing by.
"I found it when Yuzu was reading it at my place. It's a good manga series as long as you ignore the not-so appropriate scenes."
"Yeah, but honestly, after seeing Yuzu and Mei, I feel the drama's a bit unrealistic."
They finished their crepes and left the mall.
"Dang it, the train's still on holiday schedule. I gotta run. See ya, Harumin!" Matsuri hugs Harumi and gives her a peck on the cheek.
"A-ah, Matsuri, uh-h" Harumi stammered. Matsuri ran away giggling.
Why is my heart beating so hard right now? I've been fine before…
Harumi strode towards her bike, scrolling through her messages. A buzz comes through her phone. Matsuri again? She left less than 10 minutes ago! And she also did… that. She tapped on the notification. It was an invite to a karaoke bar tomorrow. Eh, why not? She texted back a yes and unlocked her bike.
"She accepted. This is going to be really interesting…" Matsuri muttered to herself.
Authors Note: Welp, that's the end of Chapter 1! I wrote this in a little over 12 hours or so during and after school, so do leave a review!