A/N I thank anyone for reading. Much appreciated. OwO
Momochan77 – I'm glad it made you laugh. :D I've always love those moments. X3 They're cliches, but still, you just gotta love them. XD
Luafua – I would've used the idea! :D It seemed so cool that I wish I had waited before posting the second chapter. OwO
Guest – Thank you very much! :D I'm glad you like it. :D
DeathKnight KiraKira – Thank you~! :D I had fun writing them. OwO
Masume-sama – Really happy that I made you laugh. :D And I already see how they're going to get interested in each other. :D I'm excited for it~! =D
Freya Ichigosai – Thank you. OwO Hmm... I haven't really thought about it, but we will see. :D Kaede deserves someone, too. X3 Hmm... I'm still deciding. I love the guy too much to just toss him out of the story. OwO
I got a plot developing~! :D Heck yeah! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧
And whoa! O.O You guys know that ending, Echoes by Universe? One of the Bleach ending songs? I think that's a guy singing. O.O
And you six, thank you for reviewing! :D And I also thank the people for reading. X3
Disclaimer – I do not own Bleach.
Warning – Swearing... and a little mature thing, I suppose? Nothing explicit. :D
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"So you won't consider the guy at the eleventh division?"
"No."
How many times did she have to say it? No! She didn't need to get scared if she saw the guy's face. There were nothing but thugs at the eleventh division, anyway. The guy might... jump her or something. Beat her up and take her money. Hah! Joke's of him! She barely had any money. She had spent most of it on candy this week, anyway... Ahem...
Tamura watched carefully as Kaede prepared their food, mentally taking notes. She had to stop depending on Kaede to cook for her. She's done so much for her, and she was very grateful to her. Well, except for trying to get her a boyfriend. Which was just annoying and stupid. She did not want a boyfriend! She was fine on her own! Not everyone needed a man. Heck, she was fine on her own. Not that she would be embarrassed to have a boyfriend... She liked being alone.
"Still cuddling your pillows?"
She scowled and sent the brunette a glare, seeing her give a wide grin. Damn. Of course she had to bring that up. When she was alone she always cuddled with her pillows. It might have been because she wanted someone beside her or she just liked hugging stuff, but Kaede just found that adorable and tended to bring that up every now and then. So what? Other people didn't hug their pillows to fall asleep? Hmph.
Her mouth watered, watching as Kaede moved around the available kitchen to prepare their food.
"So you're sure you won't consider the guy at the eleventh division?"
She shook herself out of her daze and fixed her friend a glare. "I'm sure. I want to live, thank you very much." She crossed her arms and pressed her lips together.
"This guy's fine!" Kaede spun around to grin at her and wave her hand. "Sure, he loves fighting, like any other at the eleventh, but he's a nice guy!"
"No."
"Just give him a chance! This'll be like a freebie! You go on one date with this guy, and if he's no good then I'll really look for someone you'll eventually fall in love with." The grin on Kaede's face grew as she squirmed on spot in excitement.
Tamura's frown grew. "A freebie? No, I don't want a freebie! I just want these dates to stop!" She paused and looked past her friend. "And the thing's on fire."
Kaede turned around and squawked, rushing over to the pot and trying to put out the fire. Tamura watched as she rushed around the kitchen, not doing a thing to help. Two minutes passed and the fire was finally out, the two women looking at the remains of the rice. The pork wasn't burned, thankfully, but the rice...
Tamura turned to stare at her friend in bafflement. "...How did you get rice to catch fire?"
Kaede turned and sent her a glare. "Shut up and get a new pot. We're making more."
After their little hiccup they went to Kaede's room, since they were in the sixth division to cook. They passed many people, who looked at their food in envy, before finally reaching the room. Tamura was average in the height department, she supposed. She was five foot seven while Kaede was five foot eight inches. So because of this small difference in height the brunette thought she should look out for Tamura. It wasn't like she was four feet tall! She can handle herself. For example, one time someone had pushed Tamura over by accident and she... Well, she didn't really do anything and got the hell out of there.
...She didn't need help all the time.
Sitting down on the cushion, Tamura let out a sigh and put her plate on the table so she could eat. Kaede's room was like any other standard room in the barracks, so she folded up her futon every morning and pulled out a table to sit in the middle of the room. Not like her. Tamura just left the futon where it was and left for the day. Unless they were checking their rooms to make sure they kept it clean, then she did everything in her power to make sure it was tidy. Other than that, no, Tamura was a semi-clean freak. Semi, being that she hated seeing things dirty and cleaned them but kept her room dirty.
Her room was her sanctuary, her protection, so she kept it however she wanted it.
"Just give him a chance," Kaede decided she wanted to continue their conversation from before. The dark-skinned woman sent her a flat stare. How many times did she have to say no? A million? "C'mon, just see this guy, and if you guys make a connection then I'll leave you alone. If not, I'll look for one more and then I'll stop!" She waved her arms and shook her head with a stern look on her face. "No more dates."
"...That's not one, that's two." Tamura wanted to point that out.
"Freebie."
"Free—" Tamura groaned and held her head with both hands before she directed an annoyed stare at her friend. Who grinned in response. "Fine. Just two more. And then that's it!" She scowled when the brunette started doing a happy dance somehow while still sitting down. "The things I do to make you happy."
"What would make me happy, Tamura," Opp, she was turning serious. Now was the time to listen. "is if I didn't have to worry about you being alone. I mean, what if I got married and had... kids?!" She waved her hand before crossing her arms and pursing her lips.
"...I thought we can't have kids—"
"For a moment just pretend we can."
Tamura blinked at the response. They could have kids, yes. But that was less than five percent, out of the whole Soul Society. So the odds of Kaede becoming pregnant weren't really high. She then sighed and started thinking about the situation. If Kaede got married...
"...You would leave me behind?" Her response was small and hurt. She furrowed her brows and leaned away from the table, looking very crest-fallen.
Kaede blinked and widened her eyes. "NO! I'm just saying that if I did get married, what would happen to you? What if I spent all my time with my imaginary husband," She ignored her friend when she snorted in laughter. "and you had no other friends to be with you? I mean, out of all our friends you spend most of your time with me."
Tamura cocked her head and raised an eyebrow. "Well... yeah, that's because you're my best friend and I've known you the longest."
A loud squeal broke out before she was tugged into an embrace. Yeah, she should've seen this coming. Kaede got all squeal-y whenever she brought up the fact that she was Tamura's best friend. It was always too much, but as she said, she was her best friend. So she just decided to ride it out. Her face was deadpanned while Kaede rubbed her cheek against hers and grinned like she just won something of great value.
"Plus I don't think I can make other friends on my own." Tamura smirked when Kaede drew back and sent her a flat stare.
"Way to ruin the moment."
"We were having a moment?"
"Anyway," Kaede ignored her witty response and crossed her arms once more while the tanned skinned woman started eating. "Tamura." Op, serious again. She looked up and raised her eyebrows while her mouth was full. "I don't want to leave you alone." The brunette furrowed her brows and frowned faintly.
Tamura parted her lips and furrowed her brows before sighing and slumping her shoulders. "Fine."
"Fine what?" Kaede narrowed her eyes and leaned forward.
"I'll give this guy a chance." She wanted to kick herself.
"Yes!" The brunette fist pumped and gave a wicked grin, which made Tamura press her lips together and frown.
That puppy-dog look?
Well, it worked both ways.
A date. Hmph. Why did she need a date? She didn't need a friggin' date. She didn't need a boyfriend! She didn't need anything!
Tamura huffed angrily, her movements aggressive as she wiped down Komamura Taicho's desk. Why did people think they needed someone? It was fine being alone. Except for those moments where there was a place on her back she couldn't scratch. So lost in her thoughts she didn't notice that Komamura had stopped working and watched as she wiped the side of his desk with a glower. He then watched as she moved away, grumbling under her breath now, and walked over to his coffee table. That, too, received the same aggressive treatment.
"Shuya," His deep voice made her jump before she looked up from her job, raising her eyebrows curiously. "Are you well?"
"Um... yes, sir," Tamura cursed herself that after all these years her voice was still quiet around the Taicho. "I'm fine." As fine as she'll ever be.
"Do you need rest?"
She blinked before smiling. "No, I'm fine, Komamura Taicho." If only everyone was like him.
How badly she wanted to hug him and his fluffiness.
Komamura watched curiously when Tamura flushed and squirmed on spot with a bright grin on her face. He tilted his head when he heard her giggling to herself and mutter 'cute' and 'fluffy'.
"Oh," Komamura watched as she looked up and raised her eyebrows. "I don't suppose you have seen Hachiro?"
Musashi?" Uh, no, sir, not today," Her pretend "boyfriend" had gone to the same division as she, and had become a seventh seat. Which was awesome. Why couldn't she get a seat? At least a fifteenth seat. Then again she'd probably be put in more danger... Never mind. "Should I go look for him?"
"Please," Komamura gave a nod and watched as the woman stood up and walked towards the door. "He hasn't checked in today, so I am worried if he is ill."
Tamura looked back and frowned. Musashi was sick? Why didn't he tell her? "I'll go get him right away!"
Komamura huffed a chuckle when he saw her open the door and run down the hallway. Any moment... He watched as she came back and apologized meekly before shutting the door behind herself. He went back to work in silence, looking up to see that the rag was still on the table. She'd most likely come back to finish cleaning.
Elsewhere, Tamura walked down the hallways, on a mission to find out why Musashi didn't check in. It wasn't like him. He was committed to his duty, unlike her and Kaede. She didn't really like working. She perked up when she spotted his room and started walking faster. When she came within range she grabbed the handle and slid the door open.
"Musashi, Komamura Taicho wants to know why—"
Tamura widened her eyes and froze, parting her lips before she screamed and hastily shut the door. Her entire face was flushed, holding onto the handle like her life depended on it. Legs shaky, she moved away from the door, hearing movement behind the door before it slid open. The blond stepped out and cleared his throat, his face also flushed. The woman made sure she didn't look at him, looking down the hallway with embarrassment and mortification.
"...Tell me you didn't see that." Musashi bit his lip, wide, green eyes staring at the woman pleadingly.
Shuffling on spot, she pressed her lips together and struggled to find words.
"...I know how men have sex now..."
Musashi widened his eyes before he covered his face with both hands. Oh-no. He never wanted to show her something like this, ever. While she was witty and never seemed to care about anything, there was a certain innocence to her. Whenever it came to sex or relationships she would shut up and blush. And he had promised himself he would never, ever let her see two people while they were in a passionate embrace. How could he have let her see this?!
"...Doesn't it hurt?"
The question came out of nowhere that it made him look at her with slightly wide eyes. "What...?"
"...Doesn't it hurt when he..." She couldn't finish, her entire face now turning scarlet before she pulled her arms behind her and looked at the floor. "Um... you can go back to..." She vaguely gestured towards his room.
"Uh...!" Musashi covered his face once more. "It's fine, Tamura, the mood is pretty much ruined now."
"It's not ruined in here!"
"Kenzo!" He turned around the glare at the door. "Just... be quiet!"
"Uh... Komamura Taicho wanted you," Tamura stared at the floor with wide eyes. He had, uh... business to get back to. "I'll just tell him you're sick."
Before he could say anything she turned and ran down the hallway, getting out of there as fast as she could before she heard anything that might embarrass her further. Musashi stared after her with wide eyes and furrowed brows, hand reaching out to her and letting out a sigh before lowering his head.
"Are we gonna finish or what?" Kenzo stuck his head out of the room and blinked with an irritated frown on his face.
Musashi turned around and sent him a glare.
"You're insatiable." Before he could say anything else Kenzo gave a wide, lecherous grin.
"Only for you, babe."
Always knock before entering someone's room now. Tamura made sure to do that when she arrived at the sixth division barracks, waiting for Kaede to answer the door while she glared down the hallway. How could she have made such a mistake? Oh, man. Now Musashi was probably mad at her because she interrupted his time with his boyfriend. What she said was true, she had always wonder how men could sleep with each other. Kaede wouldn't tell her, and even paid the people at the library to never show her books that would tell her.
Sheesh, it's not like she was a kid.
Kaede answered the door and blinked in surprise when she saw Tamura. "You knock now?"
"Yep," She scowled and narrowed her eyes. "You have a problem with that?"
The brunette blinked in surprise and held her hands up. "No, just wondered 'cause you never knocked before."
"I'll always knock now," The look in her eyes was grave when she walked into the room. "So where's this fantastic guy you were supposed to set me up with?" She scowled and glared out the window. That sentence alone made her want to hit something. Something soft. The last time she hit something hard she had bloody knuckles and they had hurt.
"Ah, ah, ah!" Kaede wagged her finger and gave a wide grin. "No spoiling the surprise!" She sat down at the table and smirked. "And I asked if he drank, and he said no."
Tamura, now sitting down, raised her eyebrow slightly while she frowned. "Are you sure he answered honestly? For all we know he coulda lied to you."
"Ah, c'mon, Tamura," She slammed her hands on the table—making Tamura jump and jerk back—and leaned forward with a scowl. "You'll love this guy! He makes jokes that always almost made me pee a lil'," A disgusted look crossed the tanned woman's face. "he's chivalrous, he's against domestic violence of any kind, and heck, he said he really wants to meet ya!" She gave a wide grin and bounced in her seat from excitement.
Tamura blinked and slowly frowned. "Chivalrous?" Her friend gave a nod. "Someone from the eleventh division? Chivalrous?" Her tone sounded highly dubious.
Kaede rolled her eyes. "Not everyone there is a thug. He's highly liked among women." She gave a broad grin.
"...Who is it?"
She swore, it was like Kaede made these men up. Or more like she made them sound like they were too good to be true. The last time she had done that her date had turned out to be a rude slob... and he drank, let's not forget that. As soon as he ordered a bottle of sake with a lecherous grin she had stood up and left without a backwards glance. She then had to threaten and complain to Kaede that she was never going out with someone that seemed too full of themselves.
"Surprise!"
Tamura frowned and narrowed her eyes. "It sucks when you do that."
"But it makes it more fun," Kaede continued to grin, which made the woman sitting across from her sigh loudly. "All you have to do is go to the eleventh division at six and he'll be waiting for you."
She continued to frown before she furrowed her brows and sighed once again.
"At least try to act excited." Kaede pouted and crossed her arms.
"Don't wanna," Tamura sighed and laid her face on the table, not bothering to get up. The things she did for Kaede. She was lucky she was her best friend or she might have... done something. "I just want to get the date over and done with. And then I'm gonna kick your ass and laugh when it turns out the date's a bust."
Kaede frowned and sent her a flat stare. "You? Kick my ass?" She barked a laugh. "When you grow another inch, maybe."
Tamura scowled. "Yeah, because that inch makes all the difference in the world." She rolled her eyes and huffed.
"Kaede!" The door slid open, and in ran Musashi. His eyes were wide and he was gasping for breath. "Tamura saw me and Kenzo—" He paused when he saw said woman. "Uh..."
"Why, what were you two doing?" Kaede sent him a flat look.
Tamura scowled. Why were they talking like she wasn't even there? Talk about rude.
He shared a quick word with Kaede, both looking horrified at the fact that Tamura saw two men getting down and dirty. Tamura frowned and sent them an irritated stare. She was over it already, now that she knew that Musashi wasn't mad at her. Sheesh, it's not like they just openly stood in front of her so that she could see... their stuff... She cleared her throat and looked forward, flinching back when she saw the two staring at her with wide, horrified eyes.
"...What?" Tamura screwed up her face and frowned.
"Oh, you poor baby!" Kaede ran around the table and hugged her, rubbing her head and crying comically.
Tamura's eyes grew wide at the same time her eyebrows pulled together. Oh, you gotta be kidding... She scowled when she heard Musashi apologizing to her for traumatizing her. Sighing, she closed her eyes and started counting.
They'll be done soon anyway.
"You have a date?" Yumichika delicately raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms.
Kenpachi idly signed his name at the bottom of the form, lazily reading it over and handing it to Yachiru(who organized the papers into piles). Hey, he was doing paperwork. It seems it's true when they say there's a first for everything. Yumichika just didn't seem to notice, since he was busy talking to... Damn, what was his name? Kichirou Hisoka? Yeah. Yeah, that's it. Ikkaku didn't seem to care, the bald man watching as Kenpachi did his work in a lazy manner. It seemed he was in awe at the situation.
"Yumichika, he's working." Ikkaku murmured, nothing but awe in his voice.
Kenpachi frowned and sent him an irritated stare. Did he have to make it sound so damn stupid? Yumichika didn't notice, anyway.
"Yep," Hisoka grinned a boyish smile. "I'm meeting her here today at six."
The Taicho rolled his eyes when he heard the man's plans, the bells at the tips of his spikes jingling when he tilted his head. He should be doing something more fun than dating. If he wants to get laid he can just go get a whore. He snorted and read over the form. This guy wanted to transfer here 'cause he thought he was awesome—whatever. Denied.
"Kaede kept telling me that she was cute," Hisoka shrugged lightly and frowned, grey eyes staring at the fifth seat. "That's all she would tell me."
"Oh," Ikkaku turned and decided to put his ten cents into the conversation. "Let me tell you somethin' 'bout cute girls, Kichirou, they're typically shy an' meek." The other man blinked curiously. "Just keep pushin' her an' before ya know it you'll have her in bed in fifteen minutes."
"Really?" Hisoka parted his lips. Was it really that easy?
"Don't listen to him," Yumichika rolled his eyes and scoffed lightly. "If you push her to sleep with you she will leave in fifteen minutes."
Hisoka had joined two years before and showed potential, which is why it often made him Ikkaku's favorite punching bag. Every once in a while he would go to the high seats of the division and talk to them. It seemed this time he wanted to talk about his "dating" troubles. Kenpachi snorted. If he wanted advice why not go to a woman? Or better yet, get the hell out of there and stop talking about useless things. Idiot.
"I figured as much," Hisoka closed his eyes and furrowed his brows with a smile. "But, uh... I have no idea how to talk to her."
"Ooooh!" Ikkaku leaned forward, standing in front of the Taicho's desk, and gave a wicked grin. "Haven't popped yer cherry yet, boy?"
Hisoka glanced at him and furrowed his brows in confusion. "Cherry?"
"Aw, c'mon, ya never heard of that expression?" Ikkaku leaned away and pulled a face, eyeing the man like he was an idiot. "Are ya a virgin, 'm asking?"
Hisako frowned and sent him a flat stare. "No. No, sir, I am not," He sighed and rubbed his head. "I came here to ask Ayesagawa-san's advice on how I should talk to this woman."
"Why so concerned?" Kenpachi finally spoke, raising an eyebrow when the man straightened up at his voice.
"Uh, Kaede said that if I make her friend mad or ruin the date then she'll..." He cleared his throat and looked away, suddenly paling. "I-It's really not worth repeating."
"Hold on, ya want Yumichika's help?" Ikkaku sent the man an incredulous look, pointing at the fifth seat at the same time. "He don't know shit about women! Hell, women hate him!"
"I know you don't push women to sleep with you," Yumichika sent him a glare and turned to smile at the redhead. "All you need to do is be nice, smile, and don't grope." He sent another directed glare to his friend, seeing him frown indignantly. "Just be confident tonight."
Hisoka gave a grin and nodded, giving a bow before he turned and walked towards the exit. Once he left Kenpachi went back to lazily reading the forms. Another bill for property damage, skip that one, and there was another one. Sheesh, how much were there? All the forms for property damage were set aside, and he went back to reading the forms. He frowned and looked up when he noticed the silence, quickly growing irritated when he saw both Yumichika and Ikkaku gawking at him.
"Fuck this, 'm gonna go train." He stood up and grabbed his zanpakuto, walking around the desk to head for the door. "C'mon, Yachiru."
They can gawk at something else instead of him.
"How long did that last?"
"...Uuuuhh... Ten minutes."
"Wow."
"I know, a new friggin' record."
Kenpachi frowned and glared ahead while Yachiru landed on his shoulder and pointed down the hallway with a grin.
He's going to train with those two...
...and kick their asses at the same time.
"Lets get you all prettied up~!"
Musashi blinked, watching as Tamura tried pushing Kaede away from her. Kaede wanted to put makeup on their grouchy friend, but the last time that had happened she ended up with a black eye. Which was strange. These two didn't put makeup on, so it was weird when Kaede tried putting some of that... stuff on Tamura. He widened his eyes slightly at the scene, leaning against the wall with his fingers interlaced and his hands on his stomach.
Kaede had tackled Tamura and started yelling at him to hold her arms.
"Hurry up, Musashi!"
"Wha—?"
"Hold her arms!"
"No! Don't you do it, Musashi! I'll cry if you do it! I will!" Tamura yelled, struggling to overthrow the brunette. "I'll cry murder!"
Musashi panicked, both women yelling at him at the same time, before he grabbed the dark haired woman's arms. She sent him a wide-eyed stare, betrayal shining in her eyes, before she whimpered. Oh-no. Her bottom lip trembled at the same time her eyes started shining with tears. He closed his eyes tightly. He knew those tears were fake, but whenever these two cried it just made him want to hold them and tell them everything was going to be all right.
"MURDER!"
"Shut up!"
Oh, she was going to get them back! Tamura scowled while Kaede applied the makeup, the brunette holding her head steady so she didn't mess up. If only Musashi wasn't holding her friggin' head still! Then she'd thrash and mess up the makeup! She didn't want to wear any! She didn't want to go on a date! She didn't want to do anything!
...Except maybe draw.
She continued to try and thrash, but they eventually did it. Kaede leaned back and gave a wide grin, seeing Tamura sit up and touch her face lightly with wide, teary eyes. Musashi hesitated before he rubbed the dark haired woman's head with a supportive grin. A mirror was grabbed and set in front of Tamura, who looked at her appearance and frowned in distaste. She didn't wear makeup, not that she thought about natural beauty, she just didn't like the stuff.
"...You're so lucky I'm not gonna tell Miyamoto." Tamura sent her friend a frosty stare.
Kaede widened her eyes and paled. "...Yeah... lucky..." She then grinned and leaned forward. "What do you think? You're so—"
"Ugly." Tamura pulled a face and looked away from the mirror while sticking out her tongue.
"Hey, don't be like that," Kaede sent her a stern stare before she grinned. "You look even more adorable~!"
No, I don't.
"Your eyes stand out even more now that you have makeup on." The grin didn't disappear, though Tamura wished she could slap it off. This wasn't something to be happy over. They'd go on the date, leave each other, then she'd wash the makeup off. And kick back to read some good ol' Seireitei Communication, maybe there would even be something new in 'Effective Medication for the Brain'. "At least try to be happy."
Tamura made a halfhearted attempt at smiling.
"...She's trying." Musashi put in, giving a small shrug and an amused smile.
"At least try to be pleasant," Kaede sent her a stern stare with her lips pressed together. "Be nice and don't be rude to him."
"...I'll be nice when I find out he doesn't drink." Tamura didn't bother to hide the cold smile that crossed her face.
Musashi sighed and reached out to rub her head. "Just try not to scare him."
"No promises."
They knew she hated these dates, so they also knew she tried everything in her power to get whoever agreed to go on the date to hate it. Goodness, it was like she was a child half the time. They also had suspicions, but they didn't care voice them. They also had to guess, based on her appearance in age, that she had died between the ages of fifteen to eighteen. Not very old, but in the Soul Society age didn't matter.
People acting like kids, however... that was another matter entirely.
"When am I supposed to leave?" Tamura gave them a flat look, crossing her arms and huffing lightly.
Before they could answer the door slid open, all three turning to see Kenzo standing at the door. As soon as Tamura saw him she went rigid and widened her eyes. And as soon as he saw her a wide smirk crossed his face. Musashi sent him a glare, silently telling him that if he said anything that would mortify Tamura—
"So, how'd you like the show?"
Dammit.
"Kenzo!" Musashi growled, standing up and walking towards the redhead and slapping his head.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Kenzo started snickering, holding up his arms to block the slaps and occasional punch. He glanced at the pair of women, seeing Kaede sending him a dark glare(for what he had said and what Tamura had seen before) and Tamura was... aww, she was blushing. "Hey, you're wearing makeup!" He grinned and sidestepped away from Musashi, walking over to the black haired woman then knelt down. "What's the occasion?"
"...A date..." Tamura murmured, glaring to the side and huffing.
"Aww, poor girl, are they making you date again?" He turned and sent the two a glare while putting his arms around the woman, and started patting her head. "Who is it this time? Bar owner? Flower shop owner? A nerd from the fourth division?"
"Someone from the eleventh."
Kenzo widened his eyes and leaned away while he held her arms. "What?!"
Tamura furrowed her eyebrows and gave him a pathetic stare, looking as if she were scared to go, a look that worked for her many times. It worked. He wrapped his arms around her once again and turned to send a glare to his boyfriend and Kaede. They blinked and frowned at his glare, sharing a look of confusion.
"I'm not letting her go." Kenzo said, not seeing the grin that crossed the black haired woman's face.
"What?!" Kaede snapped and placed her hands on her hips. "You don't have a say here, Kenzo! She agreed, and I really think this guy is good for her."
Kenzo scoffed loudly. "As if! Someone from that place is never good! For all we know he could be a murderer... or a rapist!" He started nodding and tightened his hold. "She's not going on a date with a rapist! Kaede, I thought you cared about her!" He shook his head lightly, as if ashamed. "You disappoint me."
Kaede rubbed her face and sighed. "He's not a rapist. In fact he came from the second district, and they never have any action there."
"Don't care, she's not going on that date," Kenzo pursed his lips, shuffling away from the two evil fiends(how dare they let Tamura go on a date with someone from the eleventh!). "Heck, I'll go on a date with her! We'll go shopping!" He gained an excited grin and hopped up. "We'll buy some food, go skipping down the street, buy some yukatas. It'll be fun!"
"Nope! She's going on the date!" Musashi finally spoke up, stepping forward and sending his boyfriend a glare. "Now release her, Kenzo, or—"
Kenzo gave a scoff. "Or what? You'll hit me?" He looked determined on not releasing the woman.
Musashi hesitated and glanced at the two women, seeing him staring at him(Kaede with a glare and Tamura still in Kenzo's arms) before he walked over to the redhead. He then whispered in his ear, making Kenzo raise an eyebrow as he listened. He widened his eyes and rudely pushed Tamura away.
"You're on your own," Kenzo didn't react when she sent him a glare. Another friend to betray her! "Hey, my sex life is on the line here."
Tamura and Kaede turned to stare at Musashi, seeing him blush and look away while rubbing the back of his head. What did he threaten him with?
"I don't wanna go." She wasn't pouting, she was just mildly brooding.
"It'll be fine, Tamura!" Kaede gave an encouraging grin, along with Musashi. Kenzo, however, looked incredibly dubious. But he gave a thumbs up and a grin. "Just remember... smile." Tamura frowned in confusion. "You're adorable when you smile, so just smile~!"
Tamura did the opposite and frowned.
"Good enough."
Soon she was walking down the hallway with a frown plastered on her face, her three traitorous friends waving after her with such wide smile it made her want to throw something at them.
This date was going to suck.
OH, MY GOD! XD
I made myself laugh before, when I was trying to think of a name for Tamura's date. XD I was just thinking to myself, and thought, "Maki-Maki." Then the thought of Maki-Maki and Tamura going on a date had me laughing so hard I couldn't breathe for a moment. XD
Some of you may not like him... but I absolutely love Kenzo. XD He just popped out of nowhere. O.o The story wrote itself for a while and he popped into the story like that. XD
Anyway, I learned something before...
Males = Brunet, Blond
Females = Brunette, Blonde
Never knew that before. OwO
October 13, 2014