"When are you two going to go another date?" Ichigo asked.
"For the last time. I. Do. Not. Know!" Luciana practically screamed. Her friend had bugged her with the same question all week, every damn chance he got.
"Come on!" He grumbled. "But, do you want condoms?"
"What?" She asked flatly.
"Do you want condoms? I saw the way he was looking at you. He likes you more than just a little." He started making kissy faces.
"What are you, a kid?"
"What? No." He denied it.
"Riiight." Luciana continued to cook. She began cutting up some veggies.
"So, when are you guys going out again?" He asked as if he hadn't just done so a few seconds ago.
"If you don't stop, I'm going to stab you." She pointed the knife at him.
"No, you're not." He stuck his tongue out.
Breathing deeply, she continued to chop the vegetables. "Shut up."
"Fine. But do you want condoms?" The knife flew across the room and stopped a hairsbreadth from his face. Her quirk was wrapped around the blade, stopping it.
"All right, I'll shut up." The pink-eyed man backed out of the kitchen in surrender. Luciana stomped over and snatched the knife.
Too irritated to speak, she growled at him as she stomped back to the counter. She began viciously cutting again.
"Lucy ok?" Matt had taken Ichigo's place in the doorway.
"I'm fine," she told him as calmly as she could. "Just sick of Ichigo."
"Enji-san is why right?"
"Yeah. He keeps asking about us and I'm tired of it," she scowled at the food as she scraped it into a pot. "Dinner will be done in fifteen minutes."
"Ok. Thanks and loves!" the boy yelled happily and returned to the other room.
"Agh..." Luciana groaned. Matt's 'graduation' was coming up soon. She had to be up all day for that. "What am I doing with my life?"
She was secretly a 'quirkless' villain -which no one knew but her- that was dating a well-known hero, and she worked two other jobs to support her brother while sending him to a plus-ultra expensive school. On top of that, she had two other pro heroes that had butted into her life.
Too much was wrong with it all.
"Luciana, you should probably stop muttering and slamming stuff around," Ren called. The couple, who lived across the hall, was spending way too much time here.
"You don't live here! So shut up," she hissed. Something crashed and she screeched.
"Watch the food for now," she commanded once she had calmed down enough to speak right.
"All right. You want to help, buddy?" Ren asked Matt.
"Yes!" The boy bounced energetically into the kitchen. They continued to prepare dinner as Luciana stalked off to her room. Ichigo also moved to the kitchen, studiously avoiding her.
Not stopping in her room, the blunette opened the window and climbed out. She slammed it shut behind her and climbed to the roof.
Up there, she stopped. Someone was already up there. It wasn't like it was her space, but it was rare. She sat beside the fire escape, unsure of who was with her.
"I suppose you come up here as an escape?" It was her boyfriend.
"Yes," she mumbled and moved next to him. He was so warm.
"I heard you yelling," he told her.
"Oh… sorry. I'm just stressed out. Matt's moving up soon, Ichigo won't leave me alone about when we're going on another date, he also won't leave me alone about condoms. My jobs take up too much of my time," she ranted. "And I really miss you."
He draped an arm across her shoulders, pulling her closer. "My job is stressful and time-consuming. I can't spend time with my girlfriend in public for the most part. And, on top of that, I'm surrounded by idiots most of the time and frustrated." Luciana's face was pink from his words.
She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair, playing with it the best as she could. "I'm sorry," she murmured, her head resting against his chest. She listened to his heartbeat. "Do… do you want to come to eat dinner with me? I've been wanting to formally introduce you to Matt anyway."
"Well, I already know him, but sure." His voice rumbled pleasantly.
"Great, just let me do something." She slipped out of his hold and stood behind him. "Since you're so stressed." She began massaging his shoulders, working the tension out of his muscles.
"Mm…" he relaxed into her touch. "What about you?" He was so cute, worrying about her.
"I'd rather just do this for you," she whispered into his ear, her hands expertly dancing across his shoulders. "Just enjoy it while it lasts."
He sighed in contentment. Then in disappointment when she stopped. "Babe, I love your quirk and all, but I'm not fireproof." His hair and shoulders were on fire.
"It won't hurt you," he assured her, waving a hand through it. "These flames are harmless." Hesitating, she carefully stuck her hand in the flames. They were merely warm, no warmer than his body.
"You just suddenly lit up. I thought it was cute, but, I'm not looking to get burnt right now." She resumed massaging the knots away.
"Sorry," he grunted.
"It's fine." She kissed the back of his neck through the low flames, careful to keep her clothes away. "But it seriously is cute."
He groaned when she stopped. "Why are you stopping?" He whined.
"Because the knots are gone. And as much as I enjoy doing that, I'm hungry." Her stomach growled as if to emphasize her point. "And you, Mister, have to go inside the normal way. I highly doubt you fit through the window. And Ichigo would bitch at me if you came in through my window."
Enji grumbled under his breath but rose to his feet. He pulled Luciana close and gave her a quick kiss. When they parted, she pulled away quickly.
"We should go now," she laughed sweetly, "before we get too caught up." Her eyes flicked to his crotch, where a tent was starting to form. She smiled at him.
"It's your fault," he grumbled and adjusted himself blatantly. All it took was her touching him or kissing him and this happened.
"It better be," she growled. "You can come over when you've taken care of it."
"Or you could come to help me with it?" He winked at her. She began walking away, intentionally swaying her hips for him.
"That, Babe, is a bad idea. But, thanks and loves." She winked back before disappearing over the edge.
"Dammit!" He was even harder because of her.
"What took you so long?" Ichigo asked her. "And why on earth do you look so happy?"
"I took all the time I needed and I look happy because I look happy." She retorted smugly. She was setting the table.
"Why are there five places?" He asked as she dragged over the extra chairs she had bought.
"Because there are." She smirked at him and walked away. Sitting on the couch, she began messing with her hair. Her friend rolled his eyes and resumed playing on his phone.
When a knock echoed from the door, Luciana was at the door almost immediately. "Damn girl! If I didn't know better, I'd have thought your quirk was teleportation!" Ichigo whistled.
After checking for Matt, she flipped him off and opened the door. "Hi," she greeted. It was Enji, finally.
"Hey," he returned, eyes wandering her body before settling on her lips.
She rolled her eyes at him and beckoned him inside. "No kissing in front of Matt." She whispered to him as he passed. He had been briefed on her rules before.
"That's a new one," he pointed out.
"Well, yeah. It's different right now. And I'd rather not do that around my baby brother." She pushed his back gently.
"That makes sense."
"Ooh~!" Ichigo squealed. "You invited your boyfriend!" He wasn't too loud at least.
"Sh!" Luciana dashed over and slapped a hand over his mouth. "I've still got to break the news to Matt. And I'd rather do it myself."
"Mphmf," He said.
"What?" She removed her hand.
"Oh, sorry," he mumbled sheepishly. "I didn't know."
"I haven't had the chance too. We don't exactly have much time together." She poked his side. "And I wanted him here to tell Matt. It'll go smoother."
Nodding in agreement, Ichigo turned back to his phone. Luciana glanced at her boyfriend, who had settled on the couch.
"Dinner will be done soon," Ren called out.
"Perfect. Matt, come here a minute, please."
"Yes?" He came out of the kitchen, smudged with flour and oil.
"You know Enji, right?" She gestured to the couch.
"Enji help me when you pass out." He started bouncing.
Smiling, she nodded and told him, "Well, he's my boyfriend now. Our relationship is not like Ichigo's and Ren's." He began getting very excited.
"You date Lucy!" He yelled at Enji, running over to the man.
"Yes." His answer was short and his mouth was a thin line, but there was amusement in his eyes.
"Matt! I need your help!" Ren yelped.
"Thanks and loves!" The boy shouted before dashing back to the kitchen.
"That's where you got that phrase." Enji mused aloud as the woman settled next to him. "It's cute."
"Of course it's cute! My brother started it." She declared, relaxing into his side.
"You two are so cute together!" Ichigo fanboyed.
"Shut up and stop staring at my boyfriend. Go stare at yours." She muttered sleepily. Ichigo's jaw dropped.
"You are one lucky dude she trusts you so much that she starts falling asleep." The pinkette directed at the redhead before retreating to the kitchen.
"Ignore him," Luciana mumbled before yawning.
"Did you not sleep well?" Enji began running his fingers through her soft hair.
"'M just tired. Matt was home earlier than usual and 'cus of you I didn't fall asleep until later than normal." Her eyes had fallen shut. "And you're so warm."
"Go to sleep," he told her sweetly, smiling at her. She made a soft noise. He continued to run his hand through her hair.
"As I said, you're lucky. She never sleeps when people are in the same room as her unless she feels completely safe." Ichigo had returned and was staring at Luciana.
"That… makes too much sense considering what happened to her."
"You are the first person she's ever done that with except for her little brother…"
"What?" Enji stared at the caramel-skinned man.
"I mean, she trusts you so much that she'll allow herself to be defenseless around you." The gay man ran his hand through his hair. "She doesn't even do that with me… Although, it probably helps that you're warm."
"Hmm…"
"Don't hurt her."
"He hurt Lucy, I find way hurt him!" Matt yelled. He was watching from the kitchen doorway.
"I won't."
"If you do, you regret it." The black-headed boy insisted.
Enji chuckled. "I'll try not to." His soft gaze was trained on his sleeping girlfriend.
