So… 150 views in less than 24 hours?… Not sure if thats because of Nagatoro, or the popularity of my OC with how big of an ass he can be, but regardless you guys obviously want more. So here's another short oneshot. Still no conclusion if I'll make a entire of it, but i'm open to the idea should this traction continue. Enjoy!

Anthony/Nagator Oneshot 2

"For the last time, no. NO! Get away from me! Get away from me!" Anthony was evading Nagatoro across the graphic club room, or as he calls: the Gamer Pad, in various different ways to avoid yet another of her bright ideas. This time about her giving him a earring. He went over and under tables, as well as darting behind desks and chairs. They were currently at a stand-off, with the teasing freshman holding the piercing device towards Anthony with mock-menace. He wasn't afraid or anything, just annoyed.

"Hehehe, I found Senpai's Kryptonite. Come on, Senpai; just tryyyyyyy it…" Nagatoro insisted almost evilly.

"I'd sooner jump out that window than pierce my delicate, Gamer flesh!" Anthony pointed to the window upon saying that. Nagatoro pinched the piercing device together threateningly as she slowly advanced towards her American Senpai… but that's when the door slid open.

Only to show a cute girl appear, but with tears in her eyes. It was Sakura, the only normal (or at least closest to normal) one of Nagatoro's friends. "Anthony-Senpaiiiiii…" she sobbed as she made her way to Anthony. "Help meeeeeeeee…" She then hugged him, looking for comfort. Nagatoro froze, not expecting that, and clearly not liking it.

Anthony returned the hug upon realizing how he can flip it to his favor. He then patted her on the back, which got her to stop sobbing a bit but still cried over whatever was bothering ber. "There, there, Little Sakura; tell Daddy-Senpai what's wrong." He said, then smirked towards Nagatoro with a look that said: I win.

Nagatoro reacted as she normally did when one of her friends got too close to Anthony, her eyes going tsundere-mode and her not lookin happy about it, the slender teen gritting her teeth and growling. Sakura was too upset to notice.

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Of course, Anthony couldn't leave the girl in distress, so he took her to the town diner to try and calm her down. Nagatoro's, Anthony's gender-bent shadow as he called her, followed them to his car as he was the only one who could drive AND had a car. While they drove, Sakura did make a phone call; and when Anthony got the food and drinks after paying, the other 2 of Nagatoro's friends, Yoshi and Maki showed up. That was most likely what the call was for.

This took a bigger hit to his wallet by the way…

"A stalker?" Asked Nagatoro, now feeling a little bad about how she reacted earlier. This sounded serious. "Oh yeah… we sent you to mess with those nerds, and one was stalking you?"

Sakura wiped some of her tears before pointing out the window. "He still is…"

The other 3 girls looked outside and sure enough, some weirdo was in the bushes. Upon realizing he'd been discovered, he made a break for it. "Oh, shit!" Both Naga and Maki said at the same time. Yoshi was speechless, not repeating what they said for once, and Sakura began sobbing again. They normally would have been cleaner and said 'oh man' or something along those lines, but hanging with Anthony for so long added new words and phrases to their vocabulary.

"I don't know what to do! I'm scared!" Sakura sobbed some more.

"What do you think, Paisen?" Maki asked.

"I think this is YOUR problem," the Senpai said. "Your the ones who sent a 'saboteur' after Greasy Gamers."

"And you aren't?" She asked with a cocked eyebrow, considering the Clubs he was apart of.

"Oily. There's a difference." Was Anthony's response, then he took a sip of his drink.

Sakura sobbed again, putting her head on the table as well and covering her face. "Aw look, Oil-Senpai made Sakura-san cry" Maki added upon the poor girls reaction to Anthony's statement.

Don't get Anthony wrong, he DID feel bad, but what was he supposed to do? Well the smart and common sense thing would to be to get an adult, but knowing these 4, there's no way these girls would be caught dead getting an adult involved. Unless this escalated to the point of someone getting hurt, they'd most likely laugh that suggestion off. To be honest, the stalker was probably just a lost puppy who didn't know how to interact with the opposite sex... didn't justify his current actions but at the same time, the 3 stooges shouldn't have sent the 4th member of their gang to "clear the dinning hall".

Seriously... MW2 days were a breeze compared to this bullshit. All he really needed was a "Mute" button.

"Did I not warn you? What did I say in the Gamer Pad?" Anthony asked.

"Hath no fury like a Gamer scorned." Nagatoro, Maki and Yoshi repeated in a groan-like tone in unison, hating to admit he was right.

Anthony clapped thrice with a mock-smile. "Good... you actually listen to Senpai."

Sakura's sobbing slowed down a little before finally stopping, then lifted her head up a bit and looked up from her position at Anthony. "Hey, Senpai-kun?... Can you do something for me?" She asked.

The first thing Anthony did was take out his wallet, and opened it only for a poof of dust to come out. "Sorry. All out." He said looking back at the blonde-tanned freshman. Not like he couldn't pull some from an ATM nearby, but this was both done with seriousness intent and comedy, hoping to cheer the girl up just a tad.

She smiled at him... but it was a seductive smile with a blush attached to it. "Can you be my boyfriend?"

Nagatoro immediately gaped at that, not expecting such a response. Anthony was surprised, but to a lesser extent. "Well, that was quick." He joked, as this was just under a week into knowing Sakura officially, give or take a day.

"At least, pretend to be for a while?" Sakura clarified.

"Why?" Anthony asked.

"Well, I'm single right now…" Sakura said.

"And you think if he sees us flirting, he'll knock it off?" Anthony asked, though it was obvious by this point that was her idea.

"Yes… is that a problem?" Sakura said, then asked if it was okay with a cute questioning face.

"No. Gamers' can be spirit-breakers when we wanna be. Its not a bad idea, but," Anthony went to explain what he was thinking, with Nagatoro giving her tsundere-stare as the conversation continued. "Anyone ELSE you can ask?"

"True. You are Hayacchi's pet slave after all." Maki teased.

"Pet slave!" Yoshi repeated.

Anthony ignored that taunt, though he had to admit, these girls were getting better at mocking and taunting… clearly his genius was rubbing off. "I mean anyone whose NOT the only American in the entire school? Any other guys just as handsome and fluffy as me?" He said. Nagatoro's stare kept intensifying the longer this conversation went on.

"But your the only one I can ask to do this." Sakura said.

"Take the hint, Paisen. She wants you. She needs you." Maki teased again. Nagatoro's eye began to twitch.

"You 4 NEED more guy friends. People'll start getting the wrong idea…" Anthony said after finishing another sip of his drink. It was no secret that these four constantly showed up at the 'Gamer Pad' and spent time with him, which they have done ever since they all first met. They weren't in his shadow like Nagatoro, but it was still good portions of the day…

And rumors loved to fly, soooooo…

"Why not? You'll be completely harmless." Maki said.

"Totally harmless!" Yoshi repeated.

"… No… he wouldn't…" Nagatoro finally spoke up again, getting everyone's attention. "He's like a mosquito." She then got up and mockingly patted Anthony's head. "Let Senpai be your boyfriend…" She then held up to fingers. "You'll have double the trouble!"

What followed was a fantasy of both the Greasy Gamer and Anthony both stalking a crying Sakura. First from behind a door, then bushes like the ones outside, and finally in the dark of night behind a street light as Sakura was getting changed. Of course, Maki and Yoshi cackled at this.

"Coming from the same person who stalks me." Was Anthony's counter. The above fantasy also repeated, only Nagatoro was in place of Anthony and Anthony was in place of Sakura. Again, the duo cackled, and a bit harder since this was kinda true as Nagatoro has been around Anthony allot ever since they bumped into each other in the school library.

Nagatoro was taken aback by his quick thinking, but Anthony had to be honest: that was a rare (and currently the only) 8.7 insult Nagatoro unleashed. Just like the other 3, Nagatoro's XP bar seemed to max out and level herself up the longer she spends time with Anthony… then again, she's been learning from the best.

"You won't do that," Sakura speaking stopped both Naga and Anthony from continuing and the other two to look at the tanned-blonde. "I know you won't." She said, with a very warm smile. "Sure, you say allot of crazy things… but your also very sweet. You stood up to those losers trying to pick us up, and you helped me with those chairs," she mentioned a few of the moments when a different side to Anthony showed up. "You've even opened your club to us, even though we aren't members or anything…"

*Not by choice.* He thought.

"Your the only one I can trust enough to do this for me. So, will you pretend to be my boyfriend? Just for a little while?" She kindly asked, then added the icing on the cake with clasped hands and sweet puppy-like eyes: "Pleeeeeeeease?"

The group waited in anticipation for Anthony's answer, though Nagatoro regained her negative stare. Anthony blew some air out of his lips as he looked up and away with his eyes for a few seconds. Going out with this girl didn't sound too unappealing, she was definitely cute and had a nice body, so its not like there wasn't any substance to work with. This idea could also work without getting adults involved, and its not like Sakura was in any real danger, just being followed by a lost duckling.

Plus, he couldn't say "no" to that face without being labeled a douchebag. He was an asshole. There was a difference.

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"… Guess one date can't kill me."

Nagatoro's mouth fell open and her eyes went wide at Anthony actually agreeing to this. The only sound that came out of her mouth could only be described as a dying turkey.

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