Update 15/4/17 Grammatical & other errors sniped courtesy of thatguywhowrote

I was running on the streets of Chiba like a maniac. Why, you ask?

I just heard from Kawasaki that her brother and Komachi were seen entering a maid cafe in the new mall, and I don't need any more reasons to justify my actions. Without paying attention to the fact that I was dragging along another human with me, I was kept running.

Thinking about Kawasaki, I'm sure that she would be equally worried about the fact that her little brother is visiting a maid cafe with a girl of his age. Chiba is usually a city full of peace loving residents, but I can't say the same for maid cafés. Those places are full of grownups that are mostly men who just visit to see the maids. Nothing wrong with it; the maids are dressing up like that and opening a cafe so as to bring in more customers. The main reason of worry is the occasional input of assholes in maid cafe that can easily make that place into something dangerous.

If people say that I am a sis-con, they will collapse on watching how big a bro-con this silver-headed girl is.

Where was I? Oh right, running on the streets of Chiba like a maniac.

Why the hell is everyone staring at me? Does running gather a lot of attention?

Some were staring me as if I was a criminal. Some were giving me a thumbs up for reasons only god knows what.

Suddenly, I realized that my right hand was feeling much heavier than me left hand. Is this what I am thinking it is? Was I dragging her along with me all the way?

Sorry Komachi, Onii-chan may get Killed in Action.

I applied the brakes by pressing my feet on the ground and slowly turned my neck to see what I was dragging with me. I let go of her hand immediately, much to the disappointment of the onlookers.

Mind your business, will you? I guess i was right! Once a Riajuu, always a Riajuu!

I turned only to see a girl with a red face looking down at the ground.

What the hell?

I thought that she might be ready to kill me, but what I see instead is a blushing face which converted what was supposed to be a life and death situation into a rom-com situation. Leave me be, you damn rom-com gods!

What should I do now in order to continue living? The safest bet will be to continue running right now. A bro-con would surely overlook this rom-com situation for her brother.

"Kawasaki, we should be hurrying." She looked up and realized what I was talking about and in the next instant, her face changed from flustered to determination. Mission successful!

The moment after that, we were both running on the streets of Chiba like maniacs.

The mall was supposed to be near Yuigahama's house. Autopilot mode on.

Finally, after a shit ton of running, we reached the mall. Thanks to my habit of biking to school every morning, my stamina was really good and somehow, so was the stamina of the girl next to me.

The only problem with her was the white school shirt she was wearing that was drenched in sweat. If you know what I mean and Kawasaki being the pseudo-delinquent she is, was not wearing a blazer. I could see the black and white- ahem. Don't let your hormones take over, Hachiman.

I could feel prying eyes towards us. Getting frantic, I took off my blazer and gave it to her. She looked at me with a questioning glare, to which I responded by pointing at her shirt. She looked down and immediately got flustered. At light speed, she snatched the blazer from my hand and put it on.

"Thank you." Whoa, this definitely seems odd with those words leaving her mouth.

"No problem, but be sure to return it." I replied. I was met with a red face who just replied with a meek nod. Must be because of the exhaustion from running.

We entered the mall and went towards the maid cafe, who had placed a massive advertisement board outside the mall. The noises coming from the myriad of chatter inside the building penetrated our ears. We ignored it, and continued to walk towards our destination.

That was until Kawasaki stopped.

"We need some disguise. We can't just barge in and spoil their evening." What? Weren't we supposed to get them out of there?

"I thought you wanted to get them out of there." I curiously asked. What is she up to?

"I never said that. I just wanted to observe them." Is that so?

"Fair enough, but if I find anything suspicious, I will barge in." I sternly declared.

"You think I won't?" She replied in a firm tone.

"Let's get some sunglasses or something as disguise."

We then detoured and entered some random accessories store. I grabbed a baseball cap and a pair of sunglasses while she grabbed a scarf and sunglasses. After putting them on, I was pretty proud of myself, for even I could fail to recognize myself and the same could be said for Kawasaki who was averting her eyes from me. Why? I have no idea.

We left the store and headed towards the maid cafe when another obstacle showed up; a.k.a. Hayama's clique in all their glory, but lacking Yuigahama who must join them later as she was at club. All of them were still in their uniform, playing their 'characters'. Hayama and Miura chatting about something, then suddenly Tobe comes out of and clings onto Hayama crying about something, giving Ebina a nosebleed and Miura taking care of her all the while the two highly pitiful and extremely ignored side characters tagging along with them. They mustn't see us here. If they do, either they will drag us along with them or waste a shit ton of time that we obviously don't have the pleasure of.

I started walking in the direction opposite of theirs, but was stopped by a tug on my sleeves; done by none other than Kawasaki who, for some reason, didn't look even a single bit tense about being found out and dragged along.

"We are wearing a disguise, you idiot. They won't recognize us." Valid point, though I was just taking precautionary measures. I almost forgot about my skill. Time to test it out…

Finally after all those distractions, we passed by them and they could not recognize us. Skill Test result- pass!

We then walked towards the maid cafe and entered it. There was a 5 minutes wait time but we spent it in locating the two. They were sitting across on a two seat table by the window, chatting away happily. Soon, the waiting was over and a maid approached us.

I looked at her tied-up silver hair. She was looking towards the glass. The view that my eyes were being gifted with is if it was as if her quasi-delinquent and bro-con tendencies merged. It was... surprisingly fitting. I felt a little tranced; my eyes staying the same, but my mouth very slightly agape.

"What are you looking at?" She spoke. I might've stared too much.

"Sorry."

She surely looked like what an ideal Japanese maid should look like; wearing a typical maid dress that went down to her knees and wore a pair of black stockings underneath. She was also quite pretty, which could be said for most of the maids in this maid cafe.

"Welcome, Master, Mistress, let me show you to your table!" the maid greeted us.

She then led us towards our table in the extremely overcrowded cafe that could make Yukinoshita faint in less than a second. Reaching our seat, which was also a table for two setup by the window, about four tables away from the table where Komachi was sitting with the bug, we sat down. The view was not unobstructed or as clear as I wanted it to be, but was enough for monitoring purposes. During the time period, I was finding the perfect angle to watch them.

Damn, I'm sounding like a goddamn stalker. Never mind.

Where was I? Yeah, I was about to monologue about the maid waiting to take our orders.

The maid handed over a menu to each of us. There are a shit ton of options here for beverages, but I only chose one, obviously; that is, the great MAX.

"Do you serve MAX Coffee?" I asked politely.

"Yes, Master, we do!" They even serve that here? Well done, maid cafe! You get an 8/8 rating from me!

I was just about to give my order when someone intervened.

"Please get two MAX Coffees." Wait! That was supposed to be my line, Kawasaki, and who will pay for two? I only wanted one!

"Very well, Mistress, I will get your orders now." She said as she bowed. Huh? You should have given your order, woman!

The maid left, heading towards the kitchen.

"What will you drink, Kawasaki?" I innocently asked, surprisingly earning a frown from my company.

"Are you dumb or something? I just gave my order with you!" Huh?

Wait a minute. She ordered MAX Coffee?

"You ordered MAX Coffee?"

"Yeah, I did. I can order whatever I like, can't I? You got a problem with it?" She irritatingly replied.

Holy hell, a girl who likes MAX Coffee. Finally, I got to see the eighth wonder of the world.

Soon, the coffee arrived, but, sadly, we had to finish it up quickly as Komachi and the bug had already finished up with their food and were about to leave. Then suddenly, my phone vibrated in my pocket which was a rare activity indeed. Pulling my phone out i saw what could be a disaster. A message from Komachi. Wait, what?

'Don't think that your disguise saved you, Onii-Chan! I want a detailed summary of your date with Kawasaki-san when you get home, or you won't get to eat my spicy, delicious curry!'

I gulped.

We were busted. Kawasaki seemed to take notice of my certain change in posture and asked about it to which I just skilfully dodged. The next moment, her phone also rang. After reading the message, she looked up to me; mimicking my expression from earlier.

"We're busted." we said simultaneously with dejection in our voices.

They must have escaped somewhere where we could not keep an eye on them.

However, something was off here. Komachi would have certainly barged in at our table and would've started questioning us for our actions, but instead, she, along with the bug, merely escaped without a trace.

I gave my phone another glance, and stare at the message that my little sister had sent.

'Date with Kawasaki-san!' Words for my grave stone are finalized.

I looked up to see her face, but I saw a tomato; my face not being any better. That bug must've sent a similar message to her like the one by Komachi.

It's time to avoid another Rom-Com situation with the help of her bro-con tendencies.

"We should go after them, Kawasaki. They've already left the café." I spoke, giving it my all into ignoring what had transpired. It seems like my sentence pulled her out of whatever trance she was in and gained her full attention. Mission #2: Successful.

"Yeah, we should go." she replied with unwavering determination.

I called out for the maid that was attending us to take care of the bill and when she approached us with the receipt, somehow, we both pulled out similar notes to pay. My mom had practically engraved the very essence of being a gentleman, so I couldn't help but let it take over.

"Let me pay, Kawasaki." I said politely.

"No, let me pay. I don't like owing anyone." She brashly replied. Just let me pay, damn it. We don't have the pleasure of time. Also, I need this to stop my gentlemanly antics from continuing to take over me.

"There's no debt involved. You don't need to pay me back for anything." I replied, matching her tone.

Before Kawasaki was about to give a retort, the maid, seemingly enjoying the conversation, intervened.

"Why don't you give half each?" she said with a mischievous grin.

Well done, genius.

Taking the situation of lack of time into concern, we agreed to her and decided to pay half each.

The maid cafe situation being done and dusted, we left quickly and tried to decipher where the two could have went. Komachi is really photogenic. I don't know about that bug (though I think he isn't considering how he looks; though I'm not one to talk), but Komachi would definitely love to take pictures of herself and… her company.

We found them entering a photo booth on the floor above where the maid café had been. I informed Kawasaki, who seemed to be as shocked as I am.

The only question that hit my mind was:

Are they a thing?

We rushed towards the photo booth, only to be stopped by a female attendant the moment we almost reached it. Unsurprisingly, the two of us gave the attendant a scrutinizing stare. Seemingly flustered by the looks we were giving her, she started to visibly sweat. I swear I could see the shine on her forehead; even brighter than Zaimokuza's future.

Breaking out of her embarrassment, she started.

"Hello! You and your girlfriend are our hundredth customers! You get to use the photo booth for free!"

Eh? What the hell?

"She isn't my girlfriend." what I was about to say but instead, Kawasaki replied.

"We'll take it."

"What? Are you in your right mind?" I asked her, slightly frantic.

"We shouldn't reject free stuff, should we?" What in the world has happened to her? Have the rom-com gods casted some spell on her?

'Only for you Kei-Chan' I heard her mutter. It was at such a low volume, I would've missed it if I had paid any less attention. She was doing it for her little sister! This time, I let my Onii-chan instincts take over!

"We have time until they come out of the other box. Let's finish it as quickly as possible." I guess I really can't neglect the delight of receiving free stuff. I think that, but why is she surprised?

If you'd wanted me to reject, why did you start the conversation in the first place, woman?

I hastily filled a form that the attendant gave me, and entered the booth.

A photo booth experience with a tomato? Never thought I'd get an opportunity to take pictures with the very thing I hate. In food, anyway.

We sat down on the bench and started the camera, not bothering to change our poses each time the camera clicked. We were sitting at least at a distance of one feet with straight backs as if we were rival army men who were forced to take a photo by our seniors.

Just before our last photo was about to be taken, I felt a push from my side; not from Kawasaki's side, but it felt like a pair of small hands entered the booth through the curtains and pushed me in the opposite direction; that was the direction to the person next to me. Strangely, my company was also being pushed towards yours truly by another pair of not-so-small hands and by the power of general relativity, some random physics or whatever, her lips met my cheek, just one centimetre away from my lips.

God fucking damn it.

At the same instant, the white flash greeted my eyes.

The mall was still crowded when we came out. The noises didn't help in negating the awkward tension between the two of us.

A tomato getting redder? Never thought I'd get the opportunity to see one.

Not doing any better that my company, I decided to redirect the thoughts in my mind into finding the culprits. I left Kawasaki to heal herself from the shock, and went out to find the culprits. I saw the attendant walk towards me.

"Did you see who pushed us while inside?" I asked, careful not to slip any offending tone. She made a clueless face, and said that she didn't. She handed us our photos; done collage for me and her; all in separate envelopes. Not finding the courage to open it and see the disaster, I walked towards Kawasaki, whose discomfiture had been replaced by bloodlust.

"Did she see anyone?" she asked me. Her determination was completely resolute. The way she looked at me dead in the eye with those unwavering eyes sent a chill down my spine. I took a couple of steps back, getting too scared of the monster in front of me and shook my head in reply; my lips contorted and eyes wide open in terror.

I had to use my last resort: the bro-con card for the third time in the day, but I honestly don't know if it would work this time around.

"I barely saw them go towards the movie theatre. My cents? We should go after them." I'd just got a view of them from the corner of my eye.

"Yeah, we should go." She replied. I let out a sigh of relief (internally); getting away from the monster alive.

We started heading towards the movie theatre. The walk was… underwhelming, to say the least. Despite all that lust (not what you're thinking about) a while ago, I saw not a trace of it. We saw them buying two tickets. I swear I would kill that bug if it would be a rom-com movie.

"We should go after them." I suggested.

"Yeah, let me get the tickets." She was about to start a similar conversation to that of the maid café, but I stopped it by applying the maid's technique.

"I'll pay you half the price later." Successfully defusing the bomb, Kawasaki, who just nodded at my suggestion, proceeded to the counter.

She got the tickets, and we entered the hall. We reached our seats that were on the second last row, exactly parallel to the pair; who were sitting 2 rows ahead of us. In short, completely unobstructed view of the two.

Lucky!

The movie started. It was an action movie about aliens that tried to end earth again after 20 years. The movie was mostly not that bad. I mean, the action scenes were really good and detailed in the times whenever my eyes went to the screen since, most of the time, I was busy at taking glances of the two.

About half an hour into the movie, I felt a weight on my shoulders, and I knew the weight was none other than Kawasaki, falling asleep. I guess the activities of the day took a toll on her. The floral smell of her cologne entered my nostrils and my eyes started closing on their own. Is sleep a contagious disease? Before I knew it, I had lost all my resistance, and gave in to the urge.

I felt a finger poking my cheek. Must be Komachi.

"Let Onii-san sleep, Komachi!" said a frantic voice. Instead of halting, the pokes became stronger.

"Just five minutes more, Komachi. You will get a ton of Hachiman points for that." I said, slightly uncomfortable with my heavily slurred voice.

"What are you talking about, Hikigaya?" came a stern voice that put me back into my senses.

I opened my eyes, only to realise that the movie had finished. The hall is empty, and I was currently finding a lot of comfort on someone's lap. Wait, what?

Upon realization, I transferred all my energy to my hands and shot up by pushing them on the seat as support.

"We should go now, it must be really late already." I said, making my deemed safest bet on averting the disaster sitting next to me.

"Yeah, we should go." she replied in a somewhat disappointed tone…? It must be my brain hallucinating because of the sudden change of state it had to undergo.

We left the hall and entered the mall where the crowd was thinned out by now. Looks like their time to close must be approaching. Komachi must be on her way back home by now. That bug must be sure to walk her home. Don't misunderstand me here; I just want Komachi to reach home safely, and I trust the Kawasaki household enough from how I have known them to not do something unacceptable.

Same goes for me, though. I can't let Kawasaki go home alone at this hour. As I've said earlier, Chiba is a city full of peace loving citizens, but it wouldn't hurt to be cautious, right?

Kawasaki, who got to know my intention of walking her home didn't complain about it. The journey to her house, which was quite near to mine, was filled with nothing but comfortable silence and there was nothing wrong about it.

After dropping her home, I reached my own in a short walk.

I entered my house, removed my shoes, dropped my bag and headed inside only to see a lot of guests; girls, specifically. On the couch were none other than my fellow club members and the new beauty in all their glory. Yukinoshita and Yuigahama looking like they have been caught red handed doing something and Nozaki looking highly unhappy with something.

"Welcome home, Onii-chan!" Komachi exclaimed. Now is not the time, little sister.

"Ah, Komachi." I whispered in her ear. "What are they doing here?" Komachi smirked.

"Long story short, Onii-Chan, they were following you."

…

What the hell?

A/N

Hey guys. Here is Chapter 3 for you guys and gals. Hope you like it. This chapter was supposed to be full of fluff and I hope I did justify the word. Shout out to my beta reader Aqua-sama for being an awesome support for this. Those waiting for a clean slate update, I am really, really sorry. I just went with the flow on this one. I have to drastically change my thinking genre for a while now to revert to the clean slate and write a chapter for it. I won't give a deadline this time so as to not disappoint you guys but you can definitely expect it soon enough.

Beta Reader A/N (Aqua-sama)

Author says pairing hasn't been decided yet. It could be Nozomi OC-chan, Yukino, Yui, Saki, Yumiko, or whoever. Hell, maybe even the maid (which I'd gladly accept hehehe *grin*). Here's chapter 3.