"Kyoko leave me alone!" Makoto moaned. Kyoko was fixing his bowtie as the pair was getting themselves ready to go to a fashion show that Junko was going to model at.
"No stop your moaning Makoto!" Kyoko said firmly. "I'm trying to make you look presentable."
"It's just a bowtie!" He moaned as he moved his hands up and gently pushed Kyoko's purple-gloved hands away.
"Fine!" she said and walked away back to her room. Kyoko was wearing a long purple dress to match her gloves.
"Kyoko," Makoto said. But she didn't reply. Makoto sighed, and he looked into the mirror and noticed that his bowtie was slightly off to one side.
Makoto shook his head. "She was only trying to help," he sighed. He put his hands up to the bowtie and began to the fix the problem.
After 15 seconds of adjusting the bowtie. He managed to get it to sit straight, and moved back to get a better look at himself, and he didn't look bad.
He was wearing black trousers and a white shirt. He picked up this blazer that was sitting up his bed, and he left his room.
A few months had passed since Makoto's parents, and sister learned the truth about his love life. Thanks to Kyoko and Junko's shenanigans.
His mother grew fondly of Junko and Kyoko very quickly, and she brought over his baby photos much to his horror whenever she came over.
"Kyoko," Makoto said as he walked into the living room of their apartment that he, Kyoko and Junko lived him.
Again, she didn't reply, and he sighed again. "I'm sorry alright."
Then he heard the sound high heels making contact with the ground and Makoto saw Kyoko walk into the living room.
"I was only trying to fix your bowtie so your girlfriend wouldn't be mad at you," Kyoko said firmly.
"Which one?" Makoto grinned.
Kyoko narrowed her eyes, "both of us!" she said firmly. Makoto grin vanished, and he turned his head away from Kyoko.
"I'm old enough to dress and present myself," he muttered.
"Makoto," Kyoko said shaking her head. "We are going to see Junko perform at this fashion event and she has given us VIP passes, so the least you can do is make sure that your bowtie sits nicely."
"Because we will be with the rich and famous?" He moaned.
"Yes, that is one reason," Kyoko replied. "Another is that if Junko saw you putting little care into making yourself presentable then she will be grumpy and I don't like her when she is grumpy."
"The same could be said for you," Makoto replied. Kyoko could only let out a sigh, and she picked up her and Makoto's passes for the event tonight and put them in her handbag.
"Kyoko I'm sorry," Makoto whimpered. Kyoko shook her head and headed for the door.
"I don't even like myself when I'm grumpy," she said. "Come on let's go."
The pair left their apartment and headed down to the ground floor and saw a car waiting for them. They got inside, and the car left the area.
30 minutes later
Makoto and Kyoko arrived at the building that was hosting the fashion show. Kyoko took out the VIP passes, and she put one over her head, so it was hanging from her neck. She handed the other pass to Makoto, and he did the same thing.
They got out of the car, and she walked up to the entrance which was blocked by a security guard. As soon as the guard saw their passes, he moved out of the way and let the pair in.
Once the pair got into the main hall, and it was crowded they looked around and a corridor with a sign next to it saying VIP only.
So they headed down the corridor, and they reached the bar room where it was quieter, and the pair began to recognise people faces they were famous actors and singers within the room.
Makoto was starstruck to see so many famous people in the room while Kyoko didn't care she was only here to see one famous person and that was her girlfriend.
A man with a tray that was holding glasses of wine walked up to the pair. "Evening sir, madam would you both like a drink?"
"No sorry, we are underage," Makoto replied. "We are only 19." The man raised an eyebrow after hearing their age.
"Excuse me, sir, if I appear to sound rude but how did you two get VIP passes for this event. The passes are not cheap."
Kyoko shot a glare at the man. "A close friend who will be performing tonight has got us these passes," she said firmly.
The man caught Kyoko's glare, and he shook his head. "I see, please enjoy your night."
The man walked away, and Makoto looked at his girlfriend. "You could have handled that better Kyoko."
"I could have," she smirked. "But he tried to make us sound poor because of our age, and I wasn't having that."
Makoto let out a sad sigh. "Well, I am poor compared to you and Junko."
Kyoko shook her head, and she took hold of Makoto's hand. "Don't go there, please. I don't care nor does Junko on what you earn in your job. As long as we have your love that's all that matters to us."
"Your right Kyoko I'm sorry," Makoto replied sadly. "I'm self-conscious that's all. I want to make sure that I can give you and Junko the very best in life."
Kyoko began to smile, and she kissed him on the cheek. "Makoto, Junko and I have you. We already have the best in life. You have helped her and me in so many ways we both are lucky to have you."
Makoto face began to grow red causing Kyoko to giggle.
"It's me that lucky," Makoto smiled. "Having two incredibly beautiful women in my life and having the honour to call them my girlfriends makes me happy."
Kyoko began to blush, Makoto began to grin, and he kissed her on the cheek.
"Come on let's go and grab our seats," he said.
Before Kyoko got a chance to reply. She felt someone crash into the back of her, and she turned around and saw a girl with short red hair and freckles holding a camera.
"Hey watch where you're going!" Kyoko snapped.
"Sorry," the red hair girl said. "I was to busy taking pictures for my job, and I didn't pay much notice to my surroundings."
The girl blinked a few times at Kyoko. "Wait…are you not that new detective on the block…. Kirigiri was it?"
"Your correct Mahiru Koizumi," Kyoko said glaring at her. Mahiru took a few steps back in shock.
"How do you know who I am?"
"My colleagues at work told me how you always stick your nose in at crime scenes to get pictures," Kyoko replied emotionless. "Plus I remember you from Hope's Peak you were from Class 77b."
"I was…you must be from Class 78 then?" Mahiru asked.
"Correct!" Kyoko replied. "Naegi was in Class 78 as well."
Mahiru had a look at Makoto and gave him a funny look. "Your punching above your weight Naegi," she said.
"Wait….what's that supposed to mean?" Makoto replied in shock.
"You two are together as a couple correct?" Mahiru said. "I find Kirigiri beautiful, and she can do a lot better than you. Because your pretty average in my eyes."
Makoto face became saddened, and he looked away. While Kyoko was close to lashing out at the news photographer.
"No offence Kirigiri!" Mahiru continued. "But men are useless, and I don't see any point in dating one."
"Not all men are useless," Kyoko snapped back. "Naegi is a really good friend who has helped me to become a better person."
"Really good friend huh?" Mahiru smirked. "Tough luck Naegi you have just been friend zoned. Anyway, I better go the show is about to start I want to get a decent spot so I can take pictures."
Mahiru walked away leaving Makoto feeling self-conscious again. While Kyoko was ready to chase the red hair girl and give her a piece of her mind.
"Kyoko," Makoto said quietly. "Come on let's grab our seats." He walked away, and Kyoko knew Makoto was mulling Mahiru's words.
30 minutes later
Junko was in a large dressing room that held other models, and they were all taking turns to go out on the stage to show off the latest clothes. She was wearing a long red dress.
Junko looked at the mirror, and she was ready to go out.
'Once Babe and Sweetheart lay eyes on me they are gonna find me totally sexy.' Junko began to giggle to herself and then she heard her name getting called.
"It's showtime!" She said grinning. She got up, and she walked over to the exit and made her way onto the stage. She saw tons of people watching her and the flashes from the camera.
She walked to the centre of the stage and did poses to show off the clothing. While she was doing this, her eyes darted around the VIP area to find her lovers, and she found them.
She saw Kyoko giving her a nod of approval while she saw Makoto making a wow movement with his mouth.
She turned around and headed back to the dressing room, and she took off the red dress and went to put on another dress this time it was purple, and she knew this would get Kyoko going.
She got into the dress thanks to her fellow models, and she waited for about 10 minutes, and it was her turn to go back onto the stage.
Kyoko was stunned at how beautiful her girlfriend was in that purple dress. Junko saw this, and she giggled to herself. Then she saw Kyoko making 'certain' hand movements.
'Oh don't worry Babe. You will be getting a piece of me tonight I promise.'
2 hours later
The show was over, and everyone was talking about Junko in the bar room.
"It looks like Junko worked her magic," Kyoko said as she took a glass of water. She and Makoto were sitting at a small table.
"I guess she did," Makoto mumbled.
"Hey Makoto snap out of it," Kyoko said firmly. "I know your mulling over Koizumi's words. But forget what she said ok."
"How can I?" Makoto said defeated. "She is right. I'm punching above my weight."
Kyoko closed her eyes and shook her head. "Makoto we are not doing this!"
Then they heard everyone clapping as the pair looked up to see Junko who was wearing jeans and a t-shirt and the other models walking in.
Junko saw her lovers sitting by themselves, and she began to walk over. But Mahiru came out of nowhere and jumped in front of the model.
"Hey, can I get a picture?" Mahiru asked. Junko rolled her eyes, and she put both hands on Mahiru's shoulders.
"Later," Junko said firmly, and she pushed the red hair girl to one side.
Junko made her way to Makoto and Kyoko, and she grabbed a spare chair from another table and sat down on it, and she smiled warmly at her lovers.
"Was that purple dress your idea?" Kyoko smirked.
"Of course Babe!" Junko grinned. "I knew you would find me sexually appealing in that dress and giving how you were making 'certain' hand movements. I'm pretty sure you want a piece of me."
"A piece?" Kyoko giggled. She leaned over and whispered into Junko's ear. "No, I want all of you."
Junko began to giggle, "your so naughty Babe, if you want all of me….then you can have me when we get home."
"I can't wait," Kyoko said seductively, and she went back to her water. Junko looked at Makoto, and she knew straight away something was wrong.
"What's up, Sweetheart?" Junko asked. Makoto looked at her and then he looked away. "It's nothing I don't feel so great that's all."
"Sweetheart stop lying!" Junko sighed. "Babe what's up with him."
"We had the misfortune of talking to that news photographer that you pushed out of the way just there before the show started," Kyoko replied. "She got said a few things, and Makoto is getting self-conscious."
"Over what?" Junko said annoyed. Makoto sighed, "Like I was punching above my weight because she thought I was dating Kyoko. She called me average."
"Why that little…." Junko said in anger.
"Junko cool it!" Kyoko said firmly. "Help me pick up Makoto mood."
Junko took a breath and steadied herself. "Sweetheart, do you believe her words? Do you honestly think that your punching above your weight?"
Makoto looked at both of his girlfriends and looked sad. "Yes, I am. Your a model and Kyoko is a detective. While I'm just an office worker, you two can do a lot better than me" he sighed.
Junko looked at Kyoko, and the latter shook her head. "Makoto," Kyoko said softly. "What did I tell you earlier. It doesn't matter what job you have or how much you get paid. As long as we have your love that is the only thing that matters to Junko and me."
"Sweetheart," Junko said firmly. "Do you think that Babe and I are punching above our weight?"
Makoto was confused by the question. "What?... Of course not. You two are beautiful and don't think you both would be punching above any weight."
Kyoko and Junko began to blush which cause Makoto to smile.
"Listen Sweetheart. You might disagree with Babe and I, but we are punching above our weight with you."
"Wait! What?" Makoto replied shocked.
"Makoto you need to remember" Kyoko smile. "Me and Junko were very different people before we met you. I was cold and didn't want human contact. While Junko was…a devil" she said smirking at Junko.
"But we got to know you Makoto, and we have become better people," Kyoko continued warmly. "You opened my heart to many new things. Things that I closed my heart off too thanks to my past. Now I love you and Junko very much, and I wouldn't trade you two for anything. I guess what I'm trying to say is. That I'm lucky to have you in my life because if you and I hadn't met, I would be alone."
"Kyoko!…" Makoto said shocked.
"As for me," Junko said. "Heavens know what my life would have been if I hadn't met you. As Babe said, I was a devil," she said grinning at Kyoko. "My attitude could have gotten worse, and my career in modelling would have been over before it even started."
Then Junko began to smile warmly at Makoto and continued. "Meeting you help me mature into a better person. Not for one second, did think I would end up having a boyfriend and a girlfriend when I did my time at Hope's Peak. But thanks to you Sweetheart I did. I couldn't be any happier. Me and Babe are so punching above our weight with you. Babe and I are so lucky to have you. So please forget what that redhead said ok."
"I will," he said softly.
"Good stuff" Junko smiled. She turned her body around to look for the news photographer. A few seconds later she found her taking pictures of the other models.
Junko turned back around to face her two lovers. "That woman looks familiar. I'm pretty sure I've seen her face before," Junko said.
"That's because you have," Kyoko replied. "Her name is Mahiru Koizumi from Class 77b."
"Aww geez, your right," Junko said as she turned her head to look at Mahiru again.
Makoto began to chuckle catching both women's attention. "I will have to admit having gone over what both of you have said. You two wouldn't be as frisky if I weren't in your lives…."
Both women began to blush.
"You two look so cute when you blush," Makoto smiled.
"It looks like someone is back to normal," Junko giggled.
"Yeah I am," he smiled. "Thank you, Junko, Kyoko. That news photographer did get to me. But I'm very happy that I have you two in my life."
Both women's cheeks grew redder, and Makoto couldn't help but laugh.
"I want to kiss you so bad Sweetheart," Junko said seductively.
"Hey what about me!" Kyoko pouted. Junko began to giggle, and she winked at Kyoko.
"Remember Babe your getting all of me tonight."
Kyoko smirked, and she gives Junko a wink.
"Come on let's get out of here and find an empty room," Junko said. "I want my kisses, and I shall not wait."
"Yes, madame!" Makoto joked.
The trio got up and left the room. Mahiru saw this, and she wondered what the trio was up to so she followed them.
The trio walked into an empty room, and Junko pushed Makoto against the wall and grabbed his hands and pin them to the wall as well.
"I've caught you, Sweetheart," Junko said seductively. She leaned into and kissed Makoto passionately on the lips.
"I'm jealous Makoto," Kyoko giggled. Makoto and Junko began to laugh. Kyoko walked forward and kissed Junko on the neck.
However unknown to the trio. Mahiru was watching outside the room, and she couldn't believe what she was watching.
"No way!" She whispered.
Then she saw Junko and Kyoko kiss then Kyoko kissing Makoto. She pulled out her camera and began to take a few pictures of the trio kissing each other.
'This is going to make the front page!' She thought.
Then she saw Makoto having both sides of his neck kissed by the two women. She took a picture of that and then she walked away with a smile on her face.
"Come on you two," Junko grinned. "Let's head home, and so I can rock both of your worlds."
Next morning
Makoto woke up, and he was lying on the living room floor with Kyoko and Junko's naked bodies sleeping on top of him.
He was naked as well. He began to wiggle himself free, but luck wasn't on his side. Kyoko and Junko weren't moving.
"Hey Kyoko, Junko wake up and let me go," he said softly.
"Mmmm why should we?" Junko mumbled.
"Because I need the loo!" Makoto replied.
"Urgh…fine!" Junko groaned, and she began to move.
Kyoko began to move as well. "You better come back to us Makoto!" She mumbled.
"Don't worry Kyoko I will," Makoto said warmly.
Makoto got up and headed for the loo. While Junko reached for Kyoko and wrapped her arms around the detective.
"Mmmm much better I love you, Babe," she said.
"I love you to Junko," Kyoko replied softly.
Junko's phone went off, and she groaned. She unwrapped her from Kyoko and reached for the glass table and grabbed her phone.
Her eyes widened when she how many notifications she had.
"Holy crap!" She said.
She unlocked her phone, and the first thing she saw was a picture of her kissing Kyoko from the night before.
A cold chill went down her spine. "Oh no!" She said quietly.
"Junko what's wrong?" Kyoko asked concerned. Junko showed Kyoko the photo, and the latter went pale.
Junko grabbed the tv remote and turned on the tv. The first thing that the women were a news reporter standing outside their apartment building talking about the trio.
"This is not good!" Kyoko said firmly.
"I know Babe!" Junko panicked. "But who caught us and took the photos?"
"Oh, I know who it was!" Kyoko said in anger. "Mahiru Koizumi! She must have followed us last night after we left the bar."
"Crap!" Junko whimpered. "Babe… I'm sorry."
Kyoko took hold of Junko's hand. "Never say sorry. Me, you and Makoto are in this together ok!"
"Thanks, Babe," Junko smiled weakly.
Makoto walked back into the living room. "Hey, guys we have a…..oh you two already know," he said concerned. "I checked my phone to see the time, and Komaru had sent me a picture from last night."
Junko let out a big sigh then she started to hear the news reporter talk about her career and she turned the volume up.
"Miss Enoshima career could be in ruins. Many people still consider polyamorous relationships to be a major taboo" said the reporter. "Her modelling company who she works for will be forced to sack Miss Enoshima due to her relationship. The only way she can save her career is to remove herself from the relationship."
"That is rubbish!" Makoto said in anger. "People have the right to be with whoever they want."
"We are hoping to speak to Miss Enoshima today if she appears today. If we see Mr Naegi or Miss Kirigiri, we will try and speak to them as well. So please stay tuned."
"Great!" Junko sighed. "Look's like I better go and get a new job then because I will get sacked."
"Not a chance!" Makoto said. "You have the choice to live the life you want. If you get sacked. Then stuff them and become a freelancer."
"But Sweetheart…" Junko whispered.
"Don't Sweetheart me!" Makoto replied firmly. "Where is the Junko that Kyoko and I know and love."
"Makoto is right!" Kyoko said firmly. "Where are your fight and passion Junko? Makoto and I are right behind you, and we will support you to keep your modelling career alive. Just like Makoto said. Stuff, your bosses if they sack you. I'm sure you have many fans all over the world who will still respect you."
"Babe… I don't want you and Sweetheart to be thrown into the media light if I continue my career," Junko said sadly.
"I think it's too late for that," Makoto chuckled. "Come on Junko the truth about us had to come out at some point."
"Junko," Kyoko said softly. "Do you want to continue to model?"
Junko nodded weakly, "of course I do Babe. But the social uproar might be too much."
Kyoko began to smirk, "do you want to continue to date Makoto and me?"
"More than anything Babe," Junko replied.
Kyoko kissed Junko on the lips. "Well then start fighting your corner if you don't Makoto and I will stop having sex with you."
"That's….not…far!" Junko replied horrified.
"No I think it's fair," Makoto grinned. "Junko fight for what you want in life and not let the social pressure control your life."
Makoto walked over to the women, and he hugged Junko. Then Kyoko hugged both of them.
Makoto began to speak. "Junko, you and Kyoko give me the pep talk last night. So we are doing one for you. Because we love you and we want you to continue your career. While having Kyoko and me by your side every step of the way."
Junko began to cry, "Sweetheart, Babe thank you!" She sobbed. "Your right. I need to stand up and fight my corner. I was just scared about you two."
"Junko we will be fine," Kyoko whispered. "Admit it you would miss the sex."
Junko began to laugh, "I would. I frecking love you two. Come on let's get dress and face the media!" Junko said determinedly.
30 minutes later
The trio was on the bottom floor of the apartment, and they stood beside the entrance. "You two ready?" Junko asked.
"Of course," Makoto grinned. "Let's show the world our love."
Junko began to giggle, while Kyoko rolled her eyes. "That was too cheesy for my liking."
Junko opened the door, and the trio went outside. Then Junko grabbed Makoto's hand who was on her left side. Then she grabbed Kyoko's gloved hand who was on her right.
The trio was met with flashes from the cameras and reporters who were behind a barrier asking the trio questions.
The trio got closer to the reporters.
"SHUT UP!" Junko roared. The reporters went silent, and the flashes on the cameras die down.
"Before I make my speech," Junko said more calmly. "If anybody tries to interrupt me and asks any of us questions. Me and my two lovers will turn around and head back in the apartment do I make myself clear?"
There was no response from the reporters.
"Good!" Junko smiled. "I can confirm that I'm in a polyamorous relationship with this two people. Makoto Naegi and Kyoko Kirigiri. Now I understand what three of us are doing is considered taboo in Japan and many places around the world. But I will make myself clear. I don't care if it's taboo or not. I love these two people very much. They mean the world to me." Junko said as she had a look at Makoto and then Kyoko.
"As for my modelling career. I do plan to continue modelling despite what people will think of me. I will not be shackled to my job and follow protocol because that's what society expects me to do. If my current employer wants to sack me, then I don't care I will become a freelancer and do my own modelling. I will follow my heart, and that's how I will live my life."
The reporters were stunned by Junko speech.
"Mahiru Koizumi, we know you're the ones who took those pictures, and I have one thing to say. Thank you," Junko smiled.
"Me, Babe and Sweetheart can be open to each other in public now," Junko continued. "Oh and one more thing Koizumi. Never trash talk about my Sweetheart again. He is the best thing that has ever happened to Babe and me. It's us two that are punching above our weight in landing such a nice man."
Makoto began to blush, "Junko please that's enough."
Junko began to laugh quietly. "Sorry Sweetheart I got carried away." She leaned over and kissed him on the lips, and the cameras began to flash again.
Then Junko pulled away and leaned over to Kyoko and kissed her on the lips as the cameras took their shots.
Junko smiled at her girlfriend, and she looked at the media again. "That's my speech done people. All of you can go home now," she said.
The trio turned around and began to head back to the apartment.
"Stop," a female voice said. The trio turned back around to see Mahiru standing in front of the cameras.
She walked up to the trio, and she was met with Kyoko's glare.
"I want to apologise for the mess I've made," Mahiru said nervously. "I was selfish and just thought about making the front page. I hope you don't get sack Enoshima. That was never my intention."
"What done is done, and we can't change things now," Junko smile. She stuck out a hand. "No hard feelings eh?" Mahiru looked at Junko, and she gently took Junko's hand they began to shake hands.
Junko smile vanished, "Koizumi I hope you never trash about Sweetheart ever again and that goes for Babe as well."
"I understand," Mahiru said nervously.
"Good," Junko said with a returning smile. The pair broke the handshake, and the trio headed back inside the apartment.
"Got to admit Junko," Makoto said. "I've never seen you that mature before."
Kyoko giggled. "Yes, I have to agree with Makoto on that one. I wonder what a mature Junko is like in the bedroom."
"Very posh," Junko joked causing Makoto and Kyoko to laugh.
An hour later
Junko was in her bedroom on the phone to her agent. While Makoto and Kyoko were in the living room.
"I hope Junko comes out with good news," Makoto said.
"Don't worry she will," Kyoko replied. "She has gained massive support on social media. It would be unwise for her to get the sack."
"I know that Kyoko," Makoto said concerned. "But people still see it as a taboo. We are still stuck in the dark ages sometimes."
Kyoko didn't reply as she waited for Junko to come back.
"I will support her no matter what!" Makoto said defiance.
Kyoko began to smile. "I will support her as well."
Junko walked into the room with a giant smile on her face.
"Good news guys. That was my agent on the phone. He has told me that I haven't been sacked. My agent had spoken to my boss beforehand, and he watched my speech and saw my growing support and felt it was best to keep me on."
Makoto jumped from the sofa and hugged Junko.
"That's great news," he chirped.
"Yeah, it is" Junko replied warmly. "But I have you and Babe to thank for helping me."
Kyoko stood up and folded her arms. "We wouldn't be a very good boyfriend and girlfriend if we let you give up your dream job."
"Yeah I know," Junko smiled. "I'm lucky to have two very supportive people in my life. Kyoko, Makoto thank you."
"Don't mention," Kyoko smiled warmly.
"Now," Junko smirked. "Who's up for round two?"
"Me!" Makoto and Kyoko said at the same time causing the trio to laugh, and they made love yet again.
Thank you for reading.
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