"Waah!" a pinkette with unusual, bright, red horns beams while holding on to her raven haired companion. Her eyes glimmer with new found wonder over the colorful streamers decorating the whole school, along with different booths that features games, food, and other sorts of entertainment filling up the entire campus.
"So this is a school festival!" Zero Two's lips curl into an ecstatic grin before turning to Hiro excitedly, "Ne, darling, what should we try first?" smiling fondly over her enthusiasm, Hiro tells her, "I think we should enter our classroom first, don't you think?" the pinkette pouts, making his smile grow wider, "Maybe later, we could go get some candied apples?"
"Really?!" he nods, "Yup. Consider it my trea-oomf!" Hiro's cut off when he suddenly feel a pair of arms envelop him in a tight hug. Blushing, he could feel Zero Two squeezing him tighter. "Thank you darling!" she exclaims happily in his ear, and all he could do was smile.
"No problem, Zero Two."
Once the pair enters their classroom, they are immediately greeted by Ichigo and Goro, who both had some boxes in their hands. "Ah, Hiro, Zero Two...would you mind giving us a hand?" Goro asks. Nodding, Hiro grabs a few boxes from Ichigo's hands while handing some to his pink haired companion. "Still got a few more things to do?" he asks.
"Mhm." Ichigo hums. "Technicals are being checked by Futoshi and Ikuno, while Miku and Zorome are preparing the cameras for documentary…"
"Yep! Also, Mitsuru's got his hands a bit filled with the sponsors, while Kokoro's retrieving the flowers and costumes.." Goro adds. "C-costumes?" Hiro asks, looking at Zero Two who had a nonchalant look on her face. Shrugging, she says, "It isn't that much."
Before Hiro could ask any more questions, she changes the subject, shaking the contents of the box lightly "Anyway, what are these for?" Zero Two asks.
"Oh, these are light sticks. We're gonna give these stuff out before the concert." the bluenette explains with a small smile. "Really? What for?" she asks once more, not familiar with the light stick concept. Zero Two really didn't have much experience when it comes to attending concerts and parties, considering she never really did bothered attending any social events due to her horns.
With a cheeky smirk, Ichigo teases lightly, "It's a secret, but later, you'll see ~"
Once the four of them have placed the boxes in the council's storage room for the time being, Goro turns to the Hiro and Zero Two with a boyish grin plastered on his handsome face. "Thanks for the help guys, now why don't we all enjoy the rest of the day?" the moment his words reached Zero Two's ears, she immediately attaches herself to Hiro's arms and dragging him out the room with ease. With a playful smile on her lips, she tells him to bring her to the candied apples he was talking about earlier. "You promised me you'd treat me, right?" she reminds him teasingly, earning her a small blush from the raven haired boy. "Y-yeah.."
Shaking his head, Goro couldn't help but smile at the sweet scene before him. For him, it was a relief seeing Hiro less apathetic now, since Zero Two came. It was like the horned girl was slowly changing his best friend's heart in a million of ways only she can do, plus, Hiro seemed cheerful nowadays, being able to smile more freely as compared to before.
Well, if Zero Two made his best friend happy, then he's happy as well.
'But that doesn't mean they could do as they please!' he thinks to himself in a joking manner before calling out to the two 'love birds', "Just don't forget to come an hour or two before the concert, okay?" turning to look at Zero Two, he flashes her a smile, "Especially you, Zero Two."
Once the two were gone, Goro turns to see his blue haired companion, only to see Ichigo sporting a longing, yet sad expression. "Are you okay?" he asks, reaching out to tap her shoulders, but before he could, Ichigo seemingly snaps out of her gloom-filled state.
"O-oh! Silly me, I kinda spaced out for a moment…" she sends him a wide smile, but Goro notes how faked it looked,
Especially with how her eyebrows seemed to furrow over something that troubled her.
And with a small gut feeling he just chooses to ignore, Goro couldn't help but feel troubled as well.
Still, this wouldn't stop him from having some fun for the day. Teasingly bringing his fist to her head before ruffling her short, blue locks, Goro tells her, "Come on, let's go enjoy the festival, as well."
"Two candied apples please." Hiro puts out two fingers to emphasize his order. "What flavors?" the store owner asks, picking two apples that have already been poked with sticks. "Um, I'd have the tradition caramel ones.." he says before glancing towards Zero Two, who had a hungry glint in her teal orbs. 'S-she's practically drooling!' Hiro sweat drops. "How about you, Zero Two? Have you picked one out yet?"
"One chocolate covered caramel apple please. With some sprinkles and marshmallows on top!" She says rather excitedly, Hiro couldn't quite grasp what she said. Luckily, the store owner understood her order, chuckling over zealousness. "Okay, two candied apples coming right up!"
After a few minutes, the store owner came back with their orders. "How much?" Hiro asks, rummaging through his wallet. After knowing the price and paying, he and Zero Two sit by the school's fountain side by side. By this time, Hiro could clearly say he has already gotten used to the pinkette's closeness and displays of affection, only letting a few blushes out here and there. Once he has gotten over the initial giddiness, he finds his moments with Zero Two a lot peaceful, especially when it's just the two of them.
And sometimes, whenever she lets her cool persona slip away, he just marvels at how innocent and excitable she is with her surroundings. She was like a puppy, if he would be completely honest with himself.
Sneaking a glance to see the pink haired girl happily licking her treat with her eyes closed, Hiro thinks to himself how she really DID had a puppy kind of feel.
'A really, REALLY, cute puppy, to be more precise…'
"Darling? Is something wrong with my face?" Zero Two asks, wondering why her darling seemed to be ogling at her with a weird expression. Snapping out of his thoughts, Hiro looks away with a small blush adorning his cheeks. "I-it's nothing.." he stutters, when suddenly, he feels something wet make contact near his mouth. Letting out a surprised yelp, he could feel his heart thumping loudly as he realizes Zero Two had just licked him. "W-what was that for?" Hiro questions, his face getting warmer by the minute.
"You had a stain on your mouth." she points out bluntly, a teasing smirk forming on her sweet stained lips, "It's sweet. I wouldn't mind doing it again." Zero Two licks her lips, a bit too seductively for Hiro's tastes. He could feel a tightening forming inside him as he tries his hardest not to give in to his raging hormones.
'She may be a cute puppy, but she's also too dangerous!'
Meanwhile, Goro and Ichigo were strolling along the campus, checking out the different activities the booths had to offer, when Ichigo suddenly sees a flash of pink by the fountain. Seeing it was Hiro and Zero Two, she couldn't help but feel the tightness in her chest from earlier coming back. 'They look so happy…' she wonders as her eyes observe the happy blushes the two have, while Zero Two feeds Hiro with her candied apple.
Ichigo should be happy for Hiro, seeing him happy with Zero Two, but why was it whenever she sees the two of them together, her chest hurts so much?
'Maybe I'm just being a little overprotective towards Hiro….' she thinks to herself, a bit half heartedly, when she feels Goro's warm hand on her head once more.
"G-goro?"
He grins, yet he knows Ichigo was feeling down once more, and as his eyes trailed her own distant gaze, he realizes his gut feeling was right all along.
She's upset with what's going on with Hiro and Zero Two.
And as much as it pains his own heart, Goro resolves to cheer Ichigo up. "Ne, you love cats, right?" he says with a cheeky grin. Blushing, she looks away from his honey colored eyes out of embarrassment, "Y-yeah, so?"
Pointing to a nearby stall that was filled with stuffed animals, Goro tells her with a confident tone, "I bet I could win one for you."
"Really? You'd do that for me?" Ichigo asks in disbelief, silently wishing he wasn't messing with her and her love for cats. Giving her a pat in the back, Goro grins, "Of course I would! After all, we're best friends, right?" blushing, Ichigo thanks him before wishing him luck as the blonde marches his way to the stall.
"Go win it, Goro. I believe in you!"
Approaching the shabby looking booth with Ichigo trailing behind him, he notices the game was a shooting game. 'Ah, shit, I'm not good with this kind of stuff…' Goro gulps. Still, he had to win it to get the black cat doll for Ichigo. He vows that before the day ends, he'll manage to make her forget about Hiro and Zero Two and be genuinely happy.
'Yes, that's why, I have to win no matter what!'
However, it is by his third try he begins questioning himself, his confidence slowly being beaten into a pulp. He could see Ichigo looking at him with worried filled eyes over how much money he has already spent. "Look, Goro, you really don't have to push yourself…" she tries reasoning, but deep inside, she couldn't help but feel amused over his sheer determination even though he sucks badly at shooting games. 'It's his bad vision, I can tell…'
"No! I promised you didn't I? I'll win that doll for you no matter what it takes!" He argues, his determination firing up once more as he fires a bullet that unfortunately misses the bull's eye.
Ichigo sighs, "Still…-
"What's going on around here?" A female's voice calls,
Turning to see whose voice it belonged to, Ichigo gasps to see her freckled friend, Ikuno approaching them with a stoic expression. "Ikuno! Glad to see you!" Ichigo smiles sweetly, to be returned with a soft smile from the other girl. "Same here, Ichigo. I haven't seen you around since this morning…"
Scratching her head, Ichigo fidgets awkwardly, "Ah well, you see…" her eyes trail over Goro, who was so focused with winning her a prize, he hasn't noticed Ikuno's presence yet. "He's kinda hung up with this shooting game...too bad he sucks.." the bluenette giggles.
Choking back a laugh, Ikuno eyes the man with amusement. "Is that so? Then would you mind if I play one little game?" Ichigo nods, "Sure! Why not?" she says, giving the taller girl a push.
Standing side by side with the blonde haired man, Ikuno playfully punches his arm. "Yo Goro, mind giving me a try?" she asks with her arms outstretched. Feeling a little tired and bashful with his numerous shooting attempts, Goro reluctantly passes the play rifle to the girl's hands.
"Uh, sure, go ahead."
Smirking, Ikuno lifts the rifle to her face and fires the bullet with ease, instantly hitting the bull's eye, making Goro open his mouth wide in awe. Meanwhile, Ichigo was grinning proudly at her talented best friend. "Wow, Ikuno! I never knew you had a good aim!"
"I-it's no big deal…" she blushes over the bluenette's compliment before turning to Goro, "Now, what prize were you so keen on winning?" he flushes while ignoring her gaze, pointing to the black cat doll sitting on top of the shelf.
"T-that one.."
Immediately understanding why he'd wanted that toy over anything else, Ikuno asks the stall owner for the doll and hands it over to Ichigo with a smile. "Have this Ichigo. I bet Goro would've loved to give this to you…" she gives her a small wink, only to be surprised when she feels herself being pulled down into a tight hug. "Thank you, Ikuno! I'll definitely cherish this!" pulling away, Ikuno hides her blush with her right hand, "W-well then, I'd better be off. Gotta practice for later." Waving, Ikuno heads off, leaving Ichigo and an embarrassed Goro.
"Goro?" she pokes him softly on his side. Looking away, he mutters, "I'm sorry I couldn't give that to you personally…"
'This idiot..' Ichigo couldn't help but smile at her best friend's sweet side. "It's fine. It's the thought that matters after all, right?"
"But-" Goro tries arguing but is immediately cut off when he sees her smiling genuinely, her eyes softly crinkling over the happiness she was feeling at that moment. Goro swears his heart just stopped then and there, especially when he feels her hand make its way to his, pulling him somewhere to God knows where. "Where are we going?"
"Well, after all this playing, I'm sure you're tired. Why don't we get something to eat?"
After fetching some stuff for the concert, Kokoro finds herself walking alone in the campus, admiring the various booths decorated with much color and splendor. 'It truly feels like a carnival or some sort!' she thinks to herself happily. Just then, she feels herself bump into someone. Letting out a small gasp, she expects to hit the ground but is immediately caught by a hand, so big and warm. Looking up, she sees Futoshi smiling down at her. "Futoshi kun" she greets him with a smile as he helps her back on her footing.
"Kokoro chan! Enjoying the school festival?" He asks with a smile of his own, walking close to her. "Mhm! The atmosphere seems so lively today!" she exclaims happily before scratching the back of her head, "Though, I kinda just arrived, so I haven't tried any of the booths yet…"
"Oh, is that so?" Futoshi says, when he suddenly remembers something, "Ah by the way, Kokoro chan! There's this bread eating competition I just joined. Wanna watch?" Kokoro nods, "Of course!"
"G-great! Now, follow me!"
Trailing behind an excited Futoshi, they come to a stop in an open area with a crowd cheering over some contestants eating buffalo wings. Seeing how sloppily the players were eating, sauce flying all over the place made Kokoro's stomach feel slightly queasy, however, for her friend's sake, she chooses to keep it to herself. The competition finally ended when one contestant finished the whole thing in a matter of three minutes with their plates licked clean. The winner was soon rewarded with a coupon of all you can eat chicken wings.
Thinking to herself, Kokoro wonders how they could still possibly eat those after wolfing down almost a hundred pieces in mere minutes.
Just then, an announcement for the upcoming bread eating battle comes up, meaning it was Futoshi's turn to participate. With a cheerful smile plastered on her face, she wishes the plump boy good luck. "Thanks Kokoro chan! I'll make sure I'll win this for you!" Futoshi blushes before going up the stage along with the other contestants.
Once she sees Futoshi seated comfortably, waiting for the plates of bread to enter, Kokoro decides to stray a little further from the crowd and instead, chooses to stand beneath some tree. This was fine for her since she could still watch Futoshi from afar and shade herself away from the sun's afternoon heat. Hearing the buzzer ring, she mentally notes how determined Futoshi looked as he began gobbling down the bread before him.
"My, I hope he doesn't choke.." Kokoro murmurs to herself, clearly worried for her friend.
"If he keeps going at it at that kind of pace, I wouldn't be surprised if he does." suddenly, a male's voice coldly states loud enough for her to hear. Recognizing that tone, she turns to see a certain olive haired boy with a piercing green stare.
"Mitsuru kun!" She breathes out, surprised to see him out of the blue. Eyeing her, Mitsuru says nothing.
"W-what are you doing here?" she asks, trying to relieve the awkward silence between them. "I was walking around and found the heat unbearable. I didn't notice you were here as well." He explains with the certain coolness he always seems to possess. "Ah, is that so.." Kokoro looks to the ground and says nothing after that.
"...You've been with Futoshi all day?" He suddenly asks her, his gaze feels as if he was drilling holes into her. Because of the intensity, Kokoro gulps. "No, not at all. I just bumped into him, that's all."
"Is that so…"
"Mhm. Anyway, have you seen the eating contest earlier?" she asks, trying to make their conversation keep on going, and luckily for her, he gives her an answer, albeit a bit irritated, "You mean the one with the wings?" Mitsuru scoffs over remembering the disgusting scene earlier, "God, that was so disgusting...it's confusing how people could even dare watch it till the end.." surprisingly, he hears a soft chuckle come from the woman beside him.
"Thank goodness! I thought I was the only one who felt that way.." she smiles up to him, which Mitsuru finds weird. "You-
Suddenly, there talk is interrupted when a group of what seems to be juniors flock over them. Using their shock to their advantage, the students take their ring fingers and binds them together with a super sticky tape.
"W-what's this?!" Mitsuru struggles taking off the tape to no avail. "What the heck are you kids doing?"
Grinning deviously, the leader presents to them the special scissors that could cut off the tape. "As part of our class's event, you two should pose in lovey dovey way before we cut off the tape."
"A-and if we don't?" Kokoro asks, nervously thinking about the consequences they could get.
"Well, pay up." hearing the other option, Mitsuru rolls his eyes and smirks. 'These kids wouldn't possibly ask for a high amount, right?' with his free hand, he haughtily places it on his waist. "How much?" came his prideful voice.
"50 bucks."
Taken aback, he chokes down a curse. "What! That's illegal!" the leader only smirks, "Well, if you ain't willing to pay, better start posing for the camera!" he says while pointing to another student with their camera ready. While Mitsuru was trying to think of ways in order to escape this ordeal (and possibly murder this kids in cold blood over the embarrassment they were giving him), he feels Kokoro lightly tug on his sleeve with a small blush on her face.
"I-I, suppose it wouldn't be that bad...Mitsuru kun?" she says with her doe, blue eyes staring straight at his surprised ones. To be honest, at that moment, he was at loss at what to say to the ash blonde, so he nodded robotically before glaring at the snickering students. "I hope you kids are happy with this…" he grumbles sarcastically to the leader's amusement.
"Oh we are, indeed…"
Awkwardly, the two teens look at each other, clueless at what kind of pose they should do since they weren't really familiar with this kind of thing, especially Mitsuru who wasn't interested in love at all. Shyly looking at her agitated classmate, Kokoro tries proposing something, "Um, Mitsuru kun, why don't we try facing each other…" he nods, facing Kokoro and then asks "Then what?"
"Y-you could try putting your hands on my waist.." Kokoro softly whispers just loud enough for him to hear, and in an instant, his eyes widen at her suggestion.
"Are you sure about that?" she nods slowly, trying to hide her blushing face. 'looks like I got no choice…' taking a deep breath, Mitsuru slowly places his hands on her waist, trying very hard not to focus on how soft she felt underneath his palms. Then, he feels her own arms slowly snake its way to his neck, slightly pulling him closer. "I-is this okay to you?" he hears her ask, quite unsure whether it was a comfortable action for him.
"m-mhm.." was all Mitsuru could say, finding himself slowly getting entranced by her deep, ocean blue gaze. 'Focus Mitsuru! This is Kokoro san for crying out loud!' he mentally scolds himself.
And if he could pour some water all over him now, he would've done it in a heartbeat.
Turning back to the students with an annoyed look plastered on his face, his cold voice comes off even colder as he sneers at them. "What are you waiting for? Go on and take the picture!"
"Ah, ah..there seems to be something missing…" the leader mockingly puts on a thoughtful expression before clasping his hands together, a big grin on his face.
"You two, put your noses closer to each other!"
"E-eh?!" the both of them exclaim. "U-um...aren't you taking this a little too far?" Kokoro softly reprimands, only to be shushed by the boy. "Don't worry senpai, it's just a little nose touching. One boop and we're good to go!" still, it was highly uncomfortable for her and most probably for Mitsuru as well.
But before Kokoro could try reasoning out, Mitsuru interrupts her, saying the most surprising thing she has ever heard him say in all her life.
"If that's what you people want, then so be it."
'I-is he really serious..?'
Turning to her once more, unintentionally squeezing her waist because of his nerves, Mitsuru tells her seriously, "If we want to get this over with, we'd better follow their stupid orders." sighing, she nods hesitantly. "Okay. I trust in you, Mitsuru kun…" and with that, they both slowly lean into each other with their eyes closed. Once they could feel their noses touching, they both slowly open their eyes, only to be mesmerized by the other's stare. Kokoro finds her heart thumping loudly when she sees how close his face was and how his green eyes seemed to look right into her very core. An unfamiliar tightness seemed to bloom deep within her. Meanwhile, Mitsuru could feel his breath hitch as he takes in every detail of her face. How her cheeks weren't exactly red, but had a pinkish hue coloring it. How her lips seem to part, letting out small puffs of air only he could hear, and her eyes, oh god her eyes, they really were so innocent up close, yet he could feel himself getting overwhelmed just staring at her expressive sapphire orbs.
It almost made time stop.
And stop it did, for them anyway. They seemingly felt so entranced with one another that they only regained their senses when they heard the loud snaps of the camera. Instantly pulling away from each other, they both stare dumbfounded at the juniors who thank them and bid goodbyes, but not before cutting off the tape on their fingers.
"Oh! You two could have this." the leader smirks, giving them a copy of their pictures.
When the juniors ultimately leave, both Kokoro and Mitsuru stand a few meters apart from each other, trying their best to calm their raging nerves, when suddenly, Kokoro hears Futoshi call out. "Kokoro chaan!"
Looking up at the seemingly gleeful man, Kokoro says, "Futoshi kun, did you win?"
Grinning, Futoshi brings out a basket of different kinds of bread and presents it to the kind girl, "I won this!" he exclaims proudly before looking at her with a shy blush on his cheeks. "A-also, I'd like to give it to you…" although grateful, Kokoro couldn't help but think she shouldn't get his prize. After all, he was supposed to enjoy his hard work. "Thanks Futoshi kun, but I don't think I'm supposed to receive something you've worked so hard to get…"
"Nah, it's fine!" Futoshi reassures.
"And why is that?"
Fidgeting with his fingers, Futoshi looks at Kokoro with hopeful eyes, "I-it's because you're my inspiration, Kokoro chan….I-
Before Futoshi could finish his sentence, he hears someone scoff,
and that someone was Mitsuru.
Completely used with the olive haired man's grouchiness, Futoshi ignores his reaction and instead, he notices Mitsuru's face tinged with a hint of red. "Hey Mitsuru, you okay? You're face looks kinda red." Mitsuru turns away from the chubbier man with his nose up in the air. Crossing his arms, he says, "It's none of your business.." before taking a small peek at the girl beside him, as if telling her to keep quiet.
"Mou, you're always so stuck up, right Kokoro cha-"just then, Futoshi sees the ash blond blushing with her eyes cast downward. "H-hey, did something happen between the both of you?" he asks, a slightly dreaded feeling weighing on his chest. The two both shake their head in answer in unison.
"Nothing. Nothing at all."
It was already nearing five o clock when Miku had tried finding Zorome who have accompanied her all day playing different kinds of games usually seen at carnivals. After a round of ring hooping, the both of them decided to rest for a while, with Zorome excusing himself to buy some snacks. Feeling famished herself, Miku allowed him to walk around while she rested on a bench, however, it had almost been thirty minutes and her blonde haired friend haven't come up yet.
Knowing him, he would've come back in just a matter of minutes since he was so used in cutting the line.
Normally, any girl would've waited a little longer for their companion, but of course, Miku was an exception. Not only was she supposed to be back by six for the concert, but she was born with a lacking for patience.
No wonder she's single.
Not that it bothered her, but anyway, her feet were already starting to hurt after going circles looking for Zorome. At this point, Miku found the situation hopeless.
"Stupid Zorome...damn him for leaving me like that!" Miku grumbles, and if looks could kill, the first person she'd look at would probably be buried six feet under now.
'and he just HAD to get my pocket money!'
Just as she was pouting to herself, Miku suddenly bumps into someone bigger than her, causing her to fall on her butt. Wincing, she turns to scold the offender, but just as she was about to open her mouth, the red head hears a gentle voice speak to her.
"Oh no miss! Are you okay?"
Looking up, Miku finds herself staring at eyes as blue as a clear sky and immediately, she feels her cheeks warm up. The man looked older than her for his mature, yet handsome features and had unruly, dark brown hair. Extending out a hand, she shyly reaches for it and lets him pull her upward. Miku notices how tall the handsome guy was, easily towering her with a height she estimates as 5'11.
"Um...miss?" the boy asks once more, leaning closer with a worried look on his face. Realizing how stupid she might've looked just blankly staring at him, Miku turns away with faux haughtiness. "I'm fine!"
"Is that so? Well thank goodness!" the boy says with a smile, "I thought you might've hit your head or something.." he chuckles, resulting with Miku burning from embarrassment. "W-what's that supposed to mea-
*GROOOOOOWL*
Miku swears she could die right then and there. First, she bumps into a handsome guy, then now, of all times, her stomach just HAD to rumble in front of said boy. With widened eyes, she frantically tries making up different excuses, actions to which brings the boy to amusement.
To be honest, seeing the redhead all flustered was quite endearing, noting how cute she actually looked, but understandably, the boy knows that she might've been hungry.
'Maybe that's why she looked so cranky in the first place!'
Cutting her off with her incoherent ramblings, the blue eyed boy grins, "Hey, you're hungry aren't you? Wanna go for some snacks?"
Normally, Miku wouldn't go with strangers, but God was she starving and truthfully, the guy seemed pretty nice, plus, he was wearing the school's uniform meaning he was a student here. Nodding shyly, she says "yes."
"Can you tell me your name, miss?" the boy says while taking a swig out of his can of sprite. "You seem to come from the lower year, am I correct? Chewing the hot dog he bought her slowly before swallowing, Miku replies, "I'm Miku, and I'm a senior from year 10."
"Really? Then I'm just ahead of you by a year!" the brunette exclaims with a grin. Laughing, Miku jokes, "So should I call you senpai, then?" The boy cringes, putting out his tongue in playful disgust, "I'd rather you call me by my first name.."
"And you are…?"
Reaching out to her with an open palm, he sends her a smirk that makes her heart skip a beat, "I'm Rokuro." taking his hand, she returns his lop sided smile with a smirk of her own, "Nice to meet you Rokuro kun…" As Rokuro starts to say something, the both of them turn to hear a loud voice calling for the red head.
"OIIII MIKUUUU!"
From afar, Miku could see a familiar ahoge bouncing up and down as the figure approaches her with two sticks of Cotton Candy in his hands.
"Zorome!" she huffs in frustration. "Where the hell have you been!" Glaring at his friend's hostility, he answers back, "Well excuse me! At least YOU didn't have to wait so long in a line just for cotton candy!"
"Well who told you to buy cotton candy?!" Zorome snorts, clearly she had no intentions of showing gratitude to him today. 'Ungrateful wench..' "Shut up Miku, we both know cotton candy's your favorite…" he murmurs, leaving the redhead caught off guard because if his unintentional sweetness.
"I…" at loss for words, all Miku could do was sigh before grabbing the cotton candy out of his hand. Hiding her face with the treat, she says, "W-well, although I'm grateful, next time you should use your common sense and find a different booth with a shorter line…"
"FOR GOD SAKE'S WOMAN JUST SAY THANK YOU FOR THE FOOD ALREADY."
"NEVER"
"WHY YOU-" suddenly, the two are hear Rokuro chuckling. Because of this, Miku immediately moves away from Zorome, albeit slightly, causing the blonde boy to look at her in confusion.
"You two look like siblings.." Rokuro said while smiling at Miku who was pouting over his comment. "Well then, looks like you've got someone to accompany you Miku. I'd better find some of my friends as well…" just as he was about to leave, Miku grabs hold of his sleeve and looks at him with an incredulous look on her slightly red face. "W-wait!" she exclaims before taking a deep breath,
"If you have the time, go and watch our concert for tonight at the open grounds, okay?" momentarily pausing at her request, Rokuro smiles while nodding, "Sure, I'll be looking forward to your performance Miku."
Letting go of his sleeve, Miku shyly sends him a small wave, "Thanks...I'll be expecting you..Rokuro kun.." Once the brunette leaves, Zorome lets out a loud scoff, earning the Miku's attention. Grimacing, she says, "What?"
"Who was that?" he asks while pointing to the direction Rokuro went.
"Someone I just met, and is clearly none of your business." somehow, her words felt a little hurtful for Zorome, but as always, he chooses to retort back with a witty response. "Oho, well don't go looking for me once you go all googly eyes over the dude!"
Miku punches his head, earning her a pained hiss from him. With a small frown adorning her face tinted with pink, she declares with her usual haughtiness,
"Like hell I'd fall in love with him! Anyway, let's go back and prepare for the concert!"