I love Aoi, and I love Tsubasa she's been a long time coming tbh.
To Meet an Idol
Aoi woke up early on Saturday, as he usually did when he had plans. Waking up early meant he could leave the house quickly without anyone seeing him, especially his dad.
Aoi knew his father knew about his 'habit', and he didn't condone it, but at the same time he didn't like to bring it up so as long as Aoi didn't mention it in his presence – sketches, clothes and wig included – then neither would he. It was by no means a perfect solution, but it was better than having his beloved outfits confiscated or being thrown out of the house again.
The sun was shining brightly, and the weather forecast had declared that the sunshine would last all day, one of the perks of the early summer season. He had called his lackeys on his way home from school after parting from Tsubasa, and instructed them to meet him at the park. Aoi checked his phone as he climbed out of his bed and walked to his wardrobe.
Since it was so bright today, he figured his outfit of the day should reflect the warm summer weather. Maybe something bright, but not necessarily pastel-coloured, he hummed thoughtfully as he sorted through the clothes he'd hidden at the back of his closet. He always looked good in pink, so that was a given. Yellow was too obvious and overdone though.
Blue? Or green? He held up both dresses to his chest in the mirror, and then frowned at how off the colouring seemed. Better! He pulled on his wig and repeated the exercise. The blue matched his eyes, but green was a fresh colour and very summer-like, right? Oh, but the blue exposed his shoulders and looked more carefree, but then the green was so charmingly innocent...
He frowned at his reflection, and then tried to imagine which would appeal more to his fanbase. His fanbase, which he knew was made up of weird older men, but also of girls who admired his fashion sense. Aoi closed his eyes and tried to think, but all that popped into his head was Tsubasa smiling at him and commenting, I think you're really cute.
The memory jarred him, and he let out an involuntary squeak. What kind of memory was that!? He shook his head quickly, and shoved both dresses into his bag. She's just a weirdo, a weirdo without a filter! He grumbled to himself as he applied his usual light make-up, and shoved the rest in his bag as well. She just says whatever she likes! He slid on a skirt and blouse, something cute enough to suit him, but not overly conspicuous. It wouldn't do if people started following him while he was trying to take pictures.
He escaped the house with little fuss, and made his way to the park, pointedly ignoring anyone who tried to flirt with him. Most men were so easy, he'd discovered. As soon a cute girl showed even the vaguest interest in them, they were little more than putty. It was gross. Gross, but funny, and he couldn't lie and say that the power wasn't a little bit heady.
There were some guys who preferred other types of girls though, like the mature type, or the bookish type. Then there were some guys who were just too loyal and attracted to only one particular girl. Aoi felt a frisson of mild embarrassment slide through him at the memory, and he grimaced. As annoying as it was, he couldn't really berate Usui for falling for Misaki. After all he'd done the exact same thing.
He could, however, fault Misaki though for being a ridiculously shy tsundere that never spoke her mind. Shyness was alright but there had to be a limit.
Come to think of it, Tsubasa was very much like Misaki wasn't she? Both were flat, physically strong, tall (although Tsubasa was much taller, which was infuriating), and dressed like they bought most of their clothes at the local supermarket. Well, he amended, Misaki does. He hadn't seen Tsubasa outside of her uniform and gym clothes so he really didn't know.
Tsubasa's hair was wilder too, and she always had it tied back. She wore jewellery too, even if it was just as plain as the rest of her. He wondered if she was as good at sports as Misaki or-
Wait, why am I thinking about Tsubasa?! He shook his head rapidly, and pressed his hands to his face. God why was his face suddenly so warm? It definitely wasn't because of Tsubasa! It was probably because he was thinking of Misaki! Yeah, that was it! He barely knew Tsubasa anyway!
"Aoi-chan! Good morning!" He blinked, snapping out of his thoughts, and realised that he was already at the park. The lackeys were there, and maybe one day he would learn their names but that didn't seem likely. For now they were the Idiot Trio, the Mouse, and Glasses. Those were easier to remember.
"Have you set up the camera?" He snapped as he marched over, hands on his hips. For some reason the Trio were holding a basket of cherry petals. "What are those for?"
The first one, with blonde hair, grinned widely. "Cherry petals are a symbol of new beginnings and innocence! They're soft, refined, with a hint of romance! It would be perfect for-!"
"Are you stupid? It's early summer, not spring, we're not using those," he stalked past them, ignoring their stricken looks. Honestly, he didn't call them so that they could offer their opinions. At least Mouse and Glasses did their jobs well, and with little backchat. At least the Trio was entertaining.
Since he'd grabbed both dresses, Aoi decided it would be a waste not to use both. Besides, he looked adorable in both. The first round of pictures in the green dress went by without incident, and he even allowed the dumb trio to sprinkle the cherry petals around during the last few pictures. He only did it because they're whining was getting annoying.
After changing into the blue dress, he returned to see Mouse and Glasses fretting over the camera. "Aoi-chan, it looks like it's out of memory," Mouse explained. "We might have to stop for the day or go buy a new card."
"We're definitely not stopping!" He snapped. The next few days would be rainy, and they hadn't taken nearly enough pictures for one photoshoot. If they stopped, he'd have to wait for the next sunny, dry day, and by then he'd be behind! "I guess we'll need to buy a new card..."
"I'll go Aoi-sama!" "No, I'll go!" "No, let me!"
"I don't care which one of you goes, just make sure you get it and you're back in at least an hour!" He yelled, and then sighed once they'd dashed away, tripping over themselves in their haste. "You two, see what you can do with the camera. I'm going to get a drink."
Ugh, this is annoying, Aoi thought to himself as he walked towards a vending machine located just around the corner. He fished out a coin and eyed the selections thoughtfully. I hope those idiots actually find the right memory stick. He tapped in the code, and watched a bottle of green tea fall from the middle shelf to the bottom.
"Oh, hey you're really cute!" Aoi turned and stared at the two guys that were standing behind him. "Are you alone? Why don't you come spend time with us? I promise, we're gentlemen!"
Gross. "Oh, I'd like to, but I'm afraid I'm very busy today," he widened his eyes innocently, acting apologetic.
"Aw, why don't you ditch whatever you're doing?" One stepped forward, and he swallowed his grimace. "I'm sure we're miles more interesting than your work." Gross.
"Sorry, but I'm not interested," he tried to walk away, only for one to grab his wrist. "Hey-!"
"Don't be such a spoilsport! We're just having fu-!"
"Oi, didn't you hear her?" The men turned, and Aoi stared at his so-called saviour in shock. Tsubasa glared down at them. "She's not interested, so get your disgusting hands off her. God knows what you spend your time touching anyway."
The men scowled at her, still "Get lost beanpole! This has nothing to do with you!"
"Oh? But it could have everything to do with the policeman that's just around that corner," she grinned coldly, seeing their faces pale. "If I were to scream for help, and he came running, who do you think he'd believe? You scumbags, or the two helpless girls you're groping?" She took a step forward, more threatening this time. "So I'll tell you again: get your disgusting hands off that girl."
They snarled at her for a moment, but released Aoi adn fled in the opposite direction. Aoi gaped after them, and then at her.
"Ah~, I hate men like that," she sighed, running a hand through her hair. Hair that was, for the first time, left down. She was still wearing her X clip and silver studs, but she was now dressed in a cropped white shirt and a pair of olive green Capri shorts. There was a popsicle stick in her right hand. "Are you alright?"
Why does she always have to be around at times like this?! Oh, right, he was still Aoi-chan the famous net idol, not Aoi-kun her weird classmate. "I'm fine," he put on a charming smile. "Thank you for saving me."
"No problem," she grinned back, no trace of the cold blackmailer from earlier. "Cute girls like you shouldn't have to deal with men like that." Aoi felt his heart skip a beat when she called him cute, and he was honestly going to pound his heart into submission if it kept up this shoujo heroine schtick. "Are you going to be okay from here?"
"Yeah I'll be fine, I have friends waiting for me in the park," he replied, wanting to get out of the situation as quickly as possible. The less time they were together, the less time she'd have to look at his face and draw conclusions.
Tsubasa tilted her head to the side, staring at the girl curiously. "Hey, you look really familiar...you kinda remind me of my friend from school!" Aoi froze in shock. Too late! "I know a lot of girls don't like being compared to boys, but he's really pretty. I think he might be the prettiest boy I've ever met."
Aou could feel his face growing redder and redder with each word. "Th-That's not something you should be saying to someone you just met!"
She laughed. "Sorry, sorry, I let my mouth get the best of me! I just think you're really pretty!" She turned to leave, waving over her shoulder in a jaunty manner. "Bye! Stay safe!"
Aoi watched her leave, and then heaved out a relieved breath. She's so weird...
"Aoi-kun, Aoi-kun! I met the prettiest girl over the weekend! She had blonde hair and blue eyes and she was dressed in the most adorable dress ever! Ahhhhh I feel like she was the highlight of my weekend she was soooooo cute! So...what did you do over the weekend?"