So Shiori was a little more than nervous to meet up with Tatsuya regardless of how they'd scooted past getting into some major problems, but she still did it. And he was waiting for her, right by the gate with a small frown on his face like he believed he was waiting for no one. Honestly he didn't think she was coming so once he saw her, a smile slipped onto his face.
"Shiori-Chan, I wasn't sure you were going to come or not…." He trailed off and then scratched the back of his neck softly as she shook her head. "I don't see why not…" She offered him a soft smile despite how shy and nervous it was to the male. "Heh….Come on…." She blushed as he took her hand and willingly followed Himuro to wherever he was taking her.
The walk was filled with silence until they arrived at the shoe shop Himuro wanted to look at, after that they mainly talked about the different kinds of shoes and the differences between them. Strangely, they both liked the same brand of shoes so while they were there Shiori got her a set of women's basketball shoes for practice since she would sometimes help out by showing the other players what they were doing wrong. She used to have a pair, but they were pretty old and didn't fit as well anymore.
And then he pulled something.
"Let's get dinner, my treat." He didn't give her much of a choice before pulling her into a ramen bar. So she went with it, and got a shrimp ramen while he got beef. She hadn't quite yet noticed that she was talking to him much easier now, the pair even laughing now and then when they talked about their rather eccentric friends. Atsushi and Chieko had given them a sense of abnormality to their lives but as of recently they've been doing it to each other more than them.
"Do you think Murasakibara-Kun likes Chie-Chan?" Shiori asked curiously and the other merely laughed as he ate a piece of egg. "Yes but I am not so sure he knows that he likes her that way, I think he thinks he likes her like he does his sweets but he can't eat her." Himuro pointed out with a thoughtful hum, Shiori sweat dropping. "At least I hope he knows he can't eat her…." She mumbled quietly but was still heard, eliciting a laugh from Himuro. "I am sure he does, he's actually quite smart." She let out a hum of acknowledgement and then slurped up some of the delicious noodles. "Why can't he act like he's smart?" Himuro shrugged and copied her.
When they finished with dinner, they were heading back to the dorms when Himuro suddenly pulled her into another damn shop. "Billiards?" She questioned when he bought them passes for an hour to play. "Why?" She sighed softly until she was tugged to a table by the rather happy Shooting Guard. "It's a fun game." He said simply, as if that was the only reason he'd need and it was enough to get her to play. "I have homework Himuro-Kun….." She mumbled, the raven haired man frowning slightly as he readied the cue with the chalk piece. "You're very smart Shiori-Chan, I am sure it won't take you long to finish your homework and I doubt it ever has taken you long. Just relax and have some fun, put all the balls in that rack there." He nodded to the triangle shaped plastic rack and Shiori nodded with a soft sigh of defeat before she began doing as he requested of her. "Once you're done set it up in the middle and pull the rack off." Once more, she did as he wanted while he chalked up the second cue stick.
"Good job, have you ever played?" Shaking her head, Himuro smiled and motioned her closer. Hesitantly, she sat her bag down and came over. He moved behind her suddenly, his arms going around her making the young girl blush but she tried to ignore it as he placed her hands on the stick. "Keep one hand back near the end of the cue, use the other to aim like this…" He carefully curled one finger over the cue below the chalked tip. "Now, you want to tap the white ball like this." He put his hand over hers on the back of the cue and jerked it forward lightly and it bumped against the plain white ball. Shiori blinked as it bumped into the triangle of balls and they disbursed instantly. As he pulled away she stood up as well and watched as two actually went into the side pockets. "Two solids, good job Shiori-Chan." Shiori had no idea what that meant, but she assumed it was good. "Thanks." She smiled up at the taller male, before he motioned for her to go again. "When you sink one, you go again until you miss. Aim for another solidi colored one-that means one without a stripe." Shiori blinked and nodded at him softly before then going over to where the white ball had stopped moving. She bit her lip softly and aimed for a ball with one color before striking-a little too hard because it jumped and just kind of rolled to the side.
"….Pfft-"Shiori laid her head down as the Shooting Guard covered his mouth to stifle his laughter.
"Shut up…." She grumbled, tossing him the cue and standing off to the side as he got settled into the proper position.
She would not admit she stared at his rather cute butt as he sunk about three balls at once without batting an eye. "Well, at least you didn't pretend to suck and con me out of something." She drawled causing light laughter to slip from his lips. "The thought came to mind, actually." She smacked him on the arm causing him to laugh a little harder before once more sinking another ball. The next shot he missed though, and handed the cue over to Shiori.
The game didn't last another round, her ball smacked into the Eight ball far too early and she lost.
"…Can we go home now?" Shiori grumbled, bowing her head against the table with a soft thud. Himuro rubbed her back, casting her skirt clad ass rather boldly before he noticed the dart boards set up. "How about we play darts? We can stay for another 45 minutes." Shiori hid how she perked up at the sound of the familiar game and grinned widely. "Sure….Maybe I won't suck as bad, or take out an eye." She gave a fake sigh, sitting the cue down before she wandered over to the dart boards. Himuro followed, rubbing his hidden eye softly. "I am sure you will be fine." He mumbled quietly, but audible enough.
"Let's do a bet this time, I am feeling confident." Despite her words, Shiori faltered when she handled the darts and Himuro kind of doubted she was going to do very well. Though it was dishonorable to say the least, Himuro went for it. "What would you like, Shiori-Chan?" He asked softly, and Shiori managed a smile. "Buy me lunch every day for a week." Himuro's lips twitched, but he nodded.
"I want a kiss." Shiori's eyes widened slowly before she looked away with a deep blush staining normally pale cheeks. "….Deal…" They shook hands firmly before letting Himuro take the first throw.
30, 60 and 40 making 130 in the first go. Shiori wrote down his score and smiled. "3 rounds sound good to you?" He asked softly as she took his spot next, readying her darts and he noticed that she didn't seem quite as….awkward about it. "That wo-"He froze as she got a bull's-eye on the first throw. The second came 80, then another 80 on the other side of the 100 mark. "….You conned me." He blinked as she wrote down her score of 260. "Did I? I never said I was terrible, I just said maybe I won't suck or take out an eye, nothing about how good I actually was or if I happened to play darts with my uncle every time I went to see him in America for hours on end." She sang happily, Himuro's lips parting wordless before he just shook his head with a sigh. "Amazing…" He mumbled, soon taking her place when she pulled her darts free.
80, 40 and 60 this time, adding up to a good 180 thus making the total 310 but that was still nothing compared to Shiori's next attack. 100, 100 and another 80 which made the grand total 440. God he was being crushed under foot by this beautiful woman and he loved it for some very strange reason.
Maybe he just liked a woman that can put him in his place sometimes?
Regardless, by the end of the game Himuro was crushed because he'd slipped and gotten a 10. His score was a measly 400 exactly while hers went up to 680.
"Lunch is mine!" She cheered; bouncing up and down happily as she did her little victory dance. Himuro could not help but stare before shaking his head and chuckling quietly. "Alright, so lunch is free for how long again?" He laid a hand on his hip, scratching the back of his neck with a small amused smile. "One week!" She flashed a peace sign and Himuro pouted softly. "I am mostly sad I didn't get my kiss."
Naturally, that silenced Shiori and made her look away and bite her lip softly. "So….lets go…" She turned, but Himuro grabbed her arm and tugged her back into a loose hug. Her head tilted back as he laid his forehead against her shoulder, arms snaking around her waist and back. "A hug will do…." He whispered softly against her shoulder causing a light shiver to trail up her spine swiftly. "A-alright…." She whispered back, letting her arms wrap around his large body. Himuro's eye widened before his hug became tightly making her release a soft squeak in surprise but he only chuckled at that, closing his eyes and smiling brightly.
He pulled away first, his hands lingering on her waist before he slipped his hand in hers and led her out. The girl smiled slightly and followed him willingly with her head bowed low to hide it as much as she could. Of course she couldn't.
"Oh look, an ice cream vendor!" He tugged her off, Shiori rolling her eyes. "Tatsuya!" It slipped without her knowing, but when he stopped suddenly she crashed into his back. Bouncing back he gripped her hand tightly and tugged to stop her. Finally steadying herself, she blinked rapidly and looked up at him to protest but stopped at the look of…happiness in his eyes. "Shiori-Chan…." He said softly, and she waited to see what he was going to say, but in the end he just pulled Shiori to the stand in silence and she didn't question it.
After the ice cream stand thing Himuro FINALLY let her go back home, well to her dorm really. He escorted her there, the two having long since finished devouring their ice cream cones and were still holding hands….she didn't think she would be able to get him to let go if she actually tried to.
Arriving at the door Shiori's hand was finally freed so she could unlock her door. "Alright, there we go I am home safe, now go home Tatsuya before it gets to-"She turned toward him at the perfect time because she was cut off by a pair of soft lips that belonged to only one man.
Her eyes widened, body tensed up even as he cupped her cheek and stroked it with his callused thumb. After a moment, her body seemed to unconsciously relax and he moved closer. His arm slid around her waist and pulled Shiori against his muscular body. Her eyes fluttered shut and she began to return the kiss slowly, arms hesitantly wrapping around his neck to pull closer to him. His hand rubbed circles on her back as they kissed slowly, gently, getting used to the other before Tatsuya pulled away and gave a fleeting peck on her cheek. "Good night, Shiori." He whispered gently, before turning and finally leaving.
Shiori stood there for a long 5 minutes before finally turning and going inside. She shut the door behind her, locking it and pulling her phone out. First thing she did was text Chieko.
"Yes, it was a Date."
"Told you so."
(Lucky Number 7. Sorry this took SO long, I am starting a new job and training is very...interesting and school like xD It will be a while, but my next update will be My Sin is Greed, but I probably wont get started on it until next monday, sorry! Review, sorry for any mistakes didn't check it yet omo )