Karasuma's place
Karasuma was staring at the mirror for quite a long while, focusing on his reflection. He had to admit that even though this new style would take some getting used to, it was way more comfortable than his regular outfit. A dark red sweater and jeans that actually suited him quite well. It got him thinking, "How did I even get these clothes anyway? They look...familier." A memory suddenly sparked up and realization hit. Of course! How did he forget? It was the outfit that Irina gave him for a game that he and the students were playing that had to do with working undercover and fitting in with a large group. Looking at his reflection, he smiled, a blush slowly appearing. "Can't believe she actually bought this for me..." Finally turning away from the mirror, his eyes met with his suit and tie that he always wears at the school. An unusual feeling crept up but he doesn't pay any attention to it and just shakes it off. He was about to reach for the doorknob but then faltered for a bit. Standing still for a few moments, he recognizes what he was feeling. Anger. However, it was more closer to irritation but that didn't change the fact that he was feeling confilcted. "How did it turn out this way? Why am I so...attracted to her?" he questioned himself. He didn't know the answer. He didn't even know how it happened. At first, it was just a 'We each go by our own rules' sort of relationship. Then after the God of Death ordeal, it blossomed into friendship. Great right? But one day, he just kept talking to her. He told her everything what the Ministry of Defense would be planning, what he was planning, where he was going and she did the same to him. She'd tell him any information that he needed with no trouble. And ever since then they got closer and understood each other more and could even have a conversation that wasn't about the assassination. He'd always be able to tell if she was upset and she would somehow know if something was bothering him. He knows how sensitive she can be, she knows how stubborn he can be. He knows how immature she can be, how mature she can be. She knows how stoic and dense he can be. To be honest he liked having her around, he could tell her everything and he'd be okay with it! Reasons to why he was attracted to her kept a rapid flow, the stream of thoughts flowing to his head until he felt his face heat up. He quickly blocked those thoughts and they came to a sudden stop. He looked at his watch. 5:30. "Crap!" Without any other disturbances, he turned the doorknob and grabbed for the 2 tickets that was on the table and headed out.
Irina's place
Irina sat down on her couch with her purse on her lap in silence and was just deep in thought. She never thought the students would ask her that. It was rather surprising. She didn't know how to react and so she didn't really handle it too well but what could she have done? She sighed and laid her head on her hand. "Can't believe that caught me off guard."
1 hour earlier
"So," started Kurahashi. "Why are you into Karasuma sensei anyways?" Irina just sat there, her eyes widened at her students who were waiting for an answer. She didn't expect that! "I... uh..." "Yeah! We want to know!" Kataoka exclaimed, speaking for everyone else. Irina crossed her arms and gave a loud pout. Honestly, they need to have some respect! "Hmph! You girls should know that that's too personal! Therefore I am not answering!" "What!? Why not?! PLEASE?!" "SHUT UP YOU BRATS!" "But-" "Just ask me something else." "...Why do you have a crush on Karasuma?" "ISN'T THAT THE SAME QUESTION?!"
The present
It's not that she didn't have an answer, in fact she has so many! Karasuma was one of the few people who cared for her, liked her, and well just spent time with her. Well, excluding the students. He was the one who helped her deal with her memories of the past and helped her become a better person. He helped her get rid most of her flaws. He was one of the few she could trust and she knew that he trusted her as well. He understood her than most people and she understood him. Everytime she'd think about him, she would feel warm inside. She smiled at all of the reasons why she loved him which got her to think if he felt the same way. But she wasn't too worked up about that. She was just glad that she got to know Karasuma. Her thoughts suddenly went away once she heard the doorbell ring. "That must be him right now." She stood up and walked to the door. With no hesitation, she slowly swung it open and looked at the man she cared about. He looked at her back with a gentle smile. "Hey." he greeted simply. She stayed quiet, her eyes scanning his outfit in awe and gasped. "Wow...!"