Those Clumsy Masks

by Faulty Paragon

It's about life, really- because underneath their masks of power and dominance and self-acceptance, they really are just clumsy teenagers. A drabble/oneshot collection featuring characters throughout the series- pairings listed inside. Spoilers will be present, so be warned.-discontinued for now, will likely be picked up again in the future.

11. Chapter 11

Those Clumsy Masks

[footsteps on pavement 3]

"Ryuji? Is that you?"

"What the heck- Mom?!" the blonde cried, spinning on his heel. To his horror, the petite woman behind him was indeed his mother. Aw shit, what do I do? I can't say we were on a stakeout, ohshitshitshit-

She smiled, unaware of his inner turmoil. "I was getting ingredients for dinner. Who's this, Ryuji?"

Akira stood. "It's nice to meet you, Mrs. Sakamoto," he bowed politely. "I'm Akira Kurusu, Ryuji's friend." They smiled warmly at each other.

Ryuji sank to his haunches, facepalming. Aw, eff this shit. Yet, hearing his mom and best friend trade light conversation… it was a first for him. It felt good.