Notes:
enjoy your dinner, because it brings some spice (Smut)
Chef's kiss💋
07. Miss Troublemaker
Continued
"Why does it feel so good, but hurt so bad?"
After a few minutes had passed, Yuta seemed calmer and Maki listened and analyzed the whole situation.
They both looked at each other head on for a moment, that blue gaze of his made Maki's heart race a little.
Still, she seemed to have come up with a plan to distract himself a bit while they came for this singer.
Maki stood up. She seemed to be in a very good mood now.
"Good! Now that you've told me everything you experienced with your crazy fans, I've come up with an idea!"- she gave a clap- "Put on your shirt and stand up, it's time to teach you some self-defense tricks"
"Ok, although now you seem quite cheerful for some strange reason" Yuta answered with a small smile, "And that gives me a bad feeling..."
"Let's say we still have to kill time while they come for you!" she said with a smile.
Yuta stood up and carefully put on that T-shirt. His skin burned less thanks to the care he had received.
Maki couldn't take her eyes off him.
"Since when did you become so fucking athletic?" She asked without thinking as she watched him get dressed.
"What do you mean?" Yuta questioned in confusion as he tucked in his shirt.
"Shit!" her mind screamed.
Maki squeezed her eyes at her mistake in having said that, bit her tongue a little and then spoke. "I mean, Since when do you exercise?" She looked at him with a slight smile and adjusted her glasses, "I remember you all scrawny, with super thin arms and an unmarked abdomen!" she commented trying to fix her question.
Yuta smiled a little. –"I've been exercising and dieting for a little over a year now" he let out a chuckle.
"Being a singer is not only about having a pretty face or a great voice, it's also about being physically fit enough to endure the concerts. Actually, it has been Geto who has trained me physically, but for the voice I have a personal teacher named Utahime" - he answered scratching his head with regret – "I guess she is also going to give me the scolding of my life for not being on time for her class"
"Well, your training as a singer is lacking something, so let's have some fun while your chariot comes for you 'princess'!" said Maki with a big smile. She was ready to put Yuta to the test in her gym so she quickly took a bamboo stick she had on the ring.
He waved that cane defiantly –"Let's train!"
Yuta swallowed fearfully.
"Training?!"he stammered.
Maki had a big smile on her lips.
"That's right, and you'd better see that I've "changed" by giving you a self-defense class. Consider it a free class so you can see what my job is" she said, putting her cane aside and snapping her fingers before stepping into the ring.
Yuta sighed when he heard that, but he could not refuse out of politeness.
"Well, I guess it's something I need" he said with a nervous chuckle. -
"And with what happened with those girls a few minutes ago, I really don't want it to happen to me again" he moved his shoulders slightly, which already hurt less. Also, he decided to warm up a little, so he also moved his arms a little to unwind- "Although I wouldn't like to hit any girl"
Maki climbed into the ring with great agility, passing through those ropes very lightly.
"How chivalrous of you to think about not hitting the girls, especially your fans. But now that you're a rising star, you should at least learn some self-defense techniques. Not only because of the crazy fans like the ones from earlier, who might attack you again, but also because some crazy person or a thief might attack you without mercy if he sees you on the street" she said from above the ring, leaning on the ropes and looking at him, "Come on! Come on up, I'll teach you some moves that could be of great help to you at some point in your life" she extended her hand to him.
Yuta sighed and found logic in it all "It's okay"- he gave her his hand, which she squeezed gently –"Well, what are you going to teach me? - he said climbing up and crossing those ropes without letting go of Maki's hand.
Maki felt her heart flutter in her chest as she touched his hand once again like the time when they escaped in the arcade. She cursed herself because that boy was still stirring her feelings and other emotions in her body. Unfortunately he had a very rude way of showing affection or any emotion.
What would happen next, would make that singer be surprised and see everything upside down in seconds, since Maki in a quick movement where without letting go of his hand, managed to knock him down, making him fall against his back in that ring.
"OUCH!" He complained once his injured back hit the canvas and looked at Maki standing next to him –"Really, you haven't changed at all Maki Zenin..." - he smiled slightly –"This felt like old times!"- he said lying down and looking at her against the light –"Seriously, that hurt!"
Maki smiled with great joy, looking at him still standing next to her.
"Just like in the old days! Come on, get up! You must react quickly before they attack you again. This is your lesson number one. Never trust anyone, as you will never know who only comes to you with intentions to harm you"
Maki helped him to stand up, taking his hand again.
But when he stood up again, once again Maki applied another technique to make him fall backwards, since she grabbed his arm in such a way that, with her weight against his shoulder, she managed to throw him to the ground once again.
"That was cheating! Ouch! My scratches still hurt, you know?" Yuta complained with annoyance, because once again he was on the canvas, with his back leaning.
"Trap? Ha!" Maki scoffed, "Of course it's not! I'm just showing you that you can be attacked once you get back on your feet. And even if you're still hurt, you have to get up. Come on princess, get up!"
"Yes, I noticed" - Yuta started to stand up now by himself, first he sat down and then holding on to the ropes he stood up –"You always catch me off guard..."- he complained.
"All right, now let's get serious" Maki smiled a little and got back into position, "Let's show you at least one way you can get out of the way in case some crazy fan comes up to you again and grabs you by the clothes"
"Okay. But no cheating this time please!" he put his hands behind his back as he caught his breath.
Maki stood in front of him.
"Now, Yuta grab my shirt" she ordered.
"WHAT?" Yuta's voice rose in surprise and even echoed in that space.
"Don't be bad thinking! you pervert!" Maki grabbed the chest of her own shirt with her hand and pulled it slightly, "I'm going to teach you what move to make in case they grab you by the front of your shirt. This will be useful for the next time those crazy bitches want to undress you!" she explained.
"Ok…" Yuta said nervously, holding Maki by her thin thick-strapped sports shirt she was wearing, which showed a bit of her sports bra.
They both looked at each other head-on. Maki took a step closer to him and could feel his breathing very closely.
"Well, if the next crazy bitch dares to grab you like this, what you're going to do is raise your arm a little bit and you'll do the following, pay attention!"-again she caught him off guard as she managed to wriggle out of his grip using her elbow, but again she caught him off guard and left him on the ring floor again, but now she was holding his shirt.
"And so you manage to break free but at the same time you will manage to hit the person who grabs you by the shirt straight in the face!
Yuta was amused by this. He knew she was doing it on purpose. She was the same girl he always remembered.
"You're really good at this" he laughed a little, "Agh! Hell!" he complained, "I guess you're getting revenge for the other day, aren't you?" he looked at her subtly.
Maki had a big smile on her lips.
"It could be. In this ring I'm in complete control" she kept holding him by the shirt.
Yuta laughed some more-" I see" he said with his breath heaving, his chest rising and falling from the adrenaline rushing through his body.
"Come on, princess!" she let go of his shirt "Stand up and now try to hold me from behind. I'll teach you one more move"
"Are you sure you want me to catch you from behind?" Yuta leaned back on his elbows to get up. At such a request, his eyebrows rose in surprise.
"Yup" Maki put her hands on her hips, "I'm in the mood to teach you one more move"
"Okay. Although this feels more like you're playing with me…" he commented, taking a breath once he stood up.
"It could be"- Maki turned her back to him. To show him that he could approach her with the Guard down.
"Maybe I'm just playing with you, just like you played with me the other night..."- She look over her shoulder and answer him with a little mischievous smile- "Come on Okkotsu!, the following move, although I teach it mainly to girls to defend themselves from men, I guess it doesn't hurt to teach it to you. It might help you defend yourself against someone taller than you, although in terms of height, you're already a giraffe"
Yuta let out a laugh at those words –"Yes, I admit that I gave a final growth spurt in these years and more with the training that my manager put me to do, so I also grew several centimeters"- he lightly scratched his hair.
Maki kept her back to him, waiting for that move, feigning disinterest.
At that moment, Yuta took a deep breath and in the face of the consequences, he did not hesitate and approached her from behind and held her, running his hands around her waist.
Maki felt a shiver run through her whole being, when he put his hands around her waist and pressed his face on her shoulder. Yuta's agitated breathing fell on her neck.
She noticed how Yuta's hands were bigger than hers. She even felt her breath catch for a moment as she saw how his arms fit perfectly around her waist.
"What would the others think if they saw me like this with this singer? What would Nobara think of this? Would they be envious? Jealous? Would I get all the media attention?" she thought to herself as she felt Yuta's breath against her ear.
"You just wanted me to hug for your back?" Yuta asked, looking closely at her over her shoulder.
Maki smiled slightly –"Yes, just like you did the other night in front of that damn machine..."- she whispered feeling how her cheeks blushed under her glasses.
Looking at him up close now under the light of his gymnasium made her heart flip over and her legs tremble.
"Since when did he become fucking attractive? Or was he always?" she
questioned mentally as she felt his chest against her back and his arms were wrapped around her abdomen.
"Yes, I confess it feels like that time at the arcade..." - whispered Yuta also feeling his cheeks burning at the sight of Maki in that position, he always found her so beautiful despite being a demon that broke his heart years ago.
Yuta continued speaking, "By the way, what did you do with the keychain I I won for you?" his breath fell on Maki's lips, due to how close they were, since she was inches away from his mouth.
"That's none of your business, but don't worry, don't throw it in the trash can..." she replied, brushing her lips across his cheek.
Those words made Yuta let the air out of his nose and his mouth made a smile as he felt her lips on his cheek.
"So, what's the next move you'll teach me? Although I must admit that being like this with you pleases me..." Yuta whisper in her ear.
That made Maki's lips form a big smile – "It feels like old times... but let's get to the point" She looked at him over her shoulder – "Before we continue, I must ask you something. Have you seen what the gossip shows and social networks are saying about our night out?"
Yuta shook his head. -
"For mental health, I try not to pay much attention to them, but why do you say that? Did they say something wrong?" he asked in surprise.
Maki released the air in annoyance as her fingers stroked his arms around her waist.
"Well, they caught us on video at the arcade and at the restaurant. Although the images are in low quality, the gossip is already going around" her forehead wrinkled-"I told you your stupid camouflage was no good! And now the four of us are on TV!" she explained angrily, crossing her arms over her chest.
"I'm sorry, like I said, that time I asked you and Nobara out because I really wanted to have fun," he sighs. "I guess my manager will have to get to work making up some excuse to solve this problem."
"You'd better be more careful next time!" said Maki annoyed, still looking over her shoulder at him. "I'm not going to help you escape from your rabid fans for the rest of your life!"
Yuta smiled.
"And now what are you going to do miss troublemaker? What will be the next move you are going to teach me? Or did you just want me to hug you? I mean because you are the girl who has been closest to me" he asked with a slight nervous smile as Maki ran her fingers through his arms in a delicate caress.
He could see a very special gleam in her eyes behind those glasses, "Or, you're going to punish me for the "almost kiss" the other day?" Yuta asked curiously.
"Oh!, of course I'm going to punish you for what happened the other day! And by the way, I'm going to punish you for everything you said about me in your songs!"
"What?" There was no time for Yuta to react. Since Maki first stomped his left foot hard, then she elbowed him in the stomach and with a quick movement she got out of his hands and managed to throw him once again against that boxer delring floor.
Once she knocked him down with the movement of her leg, she quickly bent down and with her left hand grabbed him roughly by the front of his shirt while her right fist was raised, ready to strike him.
"This time it hurt a lot more!" he shouted. " This is your revenge, isn't it?"
"Yes, consider the blow to the stomach as my revenge for letting them record us in the restaurant and the arcade and the stomp is for what you wrote about me in your songs!"
Yuta showed the palms of his hands as a sign of peace –" Ok, I admit, it was my fault we got caught, so an apology for that"
"You're lucky that they can't see my face in those videos because of the poor recording of those cell phones. Also. I still hope that none of my or Nobara's personal information is revealed, do you understand?" She raised her fist higher. "Or else, I swear I will knock out all your teeth and crush that pretty face of yours with my fist!"
"I understand. Now answer me something. Have you really listened to my songs?" Yuta asked curiously. Still holding his hands open.
Maki sighed.
"Yes, I've heard them and I confess that I liked one or the other, but even so" She raise her fist more "I hope you don't reveal too much the next time you write something about me!"
Yuta laughed at that.
Really, you're still that wild and sexy girl I remember…"
Maki twisted her mouth.
"Believe me, I could show you how wild I can get if you keep provoking me!"
Yuta sighed. "I will not provoke you anymore... miss troublemaker... and by the way, I will tell my representative to send a statement regarding that day and to respect our privacy" he smiled.
"I hope you do!" she smiled with her fist in the air, "Although I like this nickname better!" she held Yuta's shirt tighter.
"And it sure fits you like a glove, Miss Troublemaker" he grinned, showing all his teeth.
Maki was really in her zone, she had Yuta cornered against the floor of that boxing ring, demonstrating with a big smile why she was the best at what she did.
But seeing him drenched in sweat and with his stupid grin only made her heart want to burst out of her chest and her breathing wanted to cut off completely.
For a strange reason, Maki felt lucky. She could only remember what those reporters were saying about her and Yuta in that situation at the arcade, wondering who that mysterious girl was, and she got a little excited at the idea of being the center of attention.
At that moment, she could boast that she had the singer of the moment in her gym and at her mercy.
Both were very close to each other, as Maki did not want to let go of this singer's shirt, while he just kept lying in that ring and she was next to him, leaning on her knees and with her fist in the air.
Yuta squeezed his eyes shut, thinking that the blow coming from her fist would go to his face, and he even moved his hands to defend himself by putting them on his face.
She could have just hit him with that blow against his nose, but what she would do next would mark the beginning of her penance.
Maki quickly lowered his fist, and his lips finally touched Yuta's lips.
That kiss surprised the singer, who even opened his eyes for a moment, but when he saw her kissing him, Yuta simply closed his eyes and decided to reciprocate, placing his hands on her waist.
The kiss was gentle and tentative at first, but soon intensified, as did the fire still within them.
Their tongues began to explore each other's mouths greedily. Turning it into another kind of fight to calm that carnal desire.
Maki's hands tightened further on Yuta's shirt, she really didn't want to let go. While his fingers tangled in her hair, untying her ponytail and pulling her closer to him.
They were gasping for breath for that passionate first kiss they were giving each other after four years of not seeing each other, where they showed that they still wanted each other.
Once they separated, Maki let go of his shirt, but still had her hands on his chest.
"And that was for the two kisses you owed me!" she said with bated breath.
"Two?" asked Yuta with curiosity overflowing his lips.
With her right hand, Maki wiped the corner of her lips a little, wiping away the light thread of saliva that had remained in her mouth.
"Yes, the first one in that damned alley of the restaurant and the second one in the arcade. I guess you didn't have your balls in the right place to take the first step!"
Yuta laughed a little at that comment.
"That or maybe I was just checking that you still felt something for me as I do for you..." he said sitting down little by little, getting very close to her.
"What are you trying to say?" asked Maki with confusion.
But the next move of that singer surprised her, as Yuta was now the one who caught her off guard, as he was the one who kissed her and pulled her close to him.
Maki didn't put up any resistance, she was liking it, just imagining that scandal of her, the mysterious girl kissing the singer of the moment, she liked it.
"This is how Nobara felt about receiving Yuta's attention?" she mentally questioned as she let himself go again.
They followed the rhythm of those kisses that were intensifying. Which not only stayed in their mouths, but began to move down their necks.
Maki slid nimbly over Yuta's hips, settling her legs at his sides, while the singer's fingers slid under her shirt, brushing the skin of her shapely back with a sensual caress and his lips, which with their songs made anyone fall in love and intoned captivating melodies, descended down the fine and delicate neck of his muse, leaving a trail of ardent kisses in their wake.
"So?" Maki let out a soft gasp as Yuta continued to leave wet kisses on the skin between her neck and shoulder, " Is this also part of the "no hard feelings" you propose?" she entangled her hands in his thick black hair, pulling him gently back so that he would look at her.
Yuta let out a faint smile on her lips.
"It could be..." he whispered.
But at that moment, the temperature between the two of them was rising, and their desire persisted.
Maki's hands ventured under Yuta's shirt, beginning to explore that scratched back, which, at her touch, Yuta flinched, ached and burned, but was bearable and even pleasant under her touch.
Yuta's hands didn't stay still either. His fingers were still under Maki's shirt, which began to move up and down the middle of her back, drawing invisible lines that made her arch her back in a gesture of surrender.
Those T-shirts were the first garments to be stripped from their bodies.
"Doing this is wrong?" asked Maki in a moan as her lips ate Yuta's lips and her hips rubbed against his.
"Do you want me to stop?" he asked between kisses and gasps. His husky voice sounded so gentlemanly.
Part of her didn't want to stop, she felt like those times when they did it when they were younger. But another part of her, she felt that was wrong.
But when desire is stronger than reason, there is nothing that can be done
"Don't stop, please…" pleaded Maki into Yuta's mouth, " Let's just do it and then act as if nothing had happened."she kissed him again passionately.
"Ok... no hard feelings…" he said in her ear, "and as if nothing happened..." he whispered, his breath coming in short gasps. He felt that he was starting to get hard under his pants.
"Yes..." whispered Maki, closing her eyes and starting to move sensually on his hips, setting the rhythm. Which was increasing in that masturbation against the clothes.
Yuta could no longer respond, as his mouth let out a slight moan as he felt Maki's hips press against his erection, while again, he returned his mouth to devour her neck with kisses, and then lowered his lips to the middle of those breasts that were still hidden by that sports bra.
His mouth seemed to be watering from claiming those big mounds with kisses and sucking. As Maki continued to masturbate and masturbate him, moving her hips against his erection, making Maki's feminine center become more and more stimulated to the point of feeling too wet against her clothes.
Yuta's hands couldn't stay still, so they traveled over that sports bra, gently squeezing those breasts, making Maki moan into his mouth.
"I want to taste your tits one more time..." He whispered dirtily into Maki's mouth, while continuing to massage those big mounds.
She whispered as she pressed her wet center which was already palpable between her legs through the fabric of her sweatpants, pressing her hips against Yuta's erection.
The singer desperately pulled her closer to him, putting his arms around her waist to press his face between Maki's tits.
"Please... Maki" he begged, while planting several kisses in the center of her chest –"You've had me longing for you since the first day I saw you again ... since my concert..." he begged in a gasp.
Maki felt her face turn completely red because of those words, but she decided to cooperate, imagining herself as that mysterious girl, who could be considered as the lucky one to have the singer of the moment desperately desiring her, that idea fascinated and excited her.
Maki separated Yuta a little from her body, so she could lift her sports bra up to her armpits, revealing her tits completely.
Yuta moistened her lips a little at the sight of those soft breasts and hard nipples she remembered so well.
"I want to see what else that mouth of yours can do" she said between kisses, which she planted on the corners of his lips, "Besides singing..." she deepened the kiss.
That action caused Yuta to stroke her back line for a moment. He felt like he had gotten completely hard inside his pants, even some pleasant memories of his high school years between those two coming back to his mind.
"Oh really…" The singer reciprocated those kisses, "You are still as beautiful and sexy as I remembered you..."- he kissed Maki's neck, while he put his hands on those breasts. Which fit perfectly in them.
"And you became a little more perverted than I remember you" - Maki gasped – "especially when you writing" - she moaned closing her eyes at the pleasure – "of me"
"Did you like what I wrote about you?" Yuta asked, as he continued to leave a trail of kisses along her skin, starting at Maki's mouth and going down to her tits, which he sucked desperately. "Did you like what I wrote about your body?"
"Yes... I liked it..."
Maki could barely breathe, her body trembled with pleasure and more as she felt his calloused hands on her soft skin. Cupping her tits perfectly.
Yuta smiled when he heard that soft answer coming from her mouth.
"Then maybe you also like this side of me that you almost didn't see when we were young- he kissed her neck a little more, leaving a red mark on it -This side of me that makes me compose songs for you..." he gasped against her skin, before going down again to devour those breasts- "this side of me that still wants you madly..."
Yuta began sucking and licking those tits, taking turns between them, while gently biting those nipples in turns, and his free hand would pull the nipple opposite the one he was sucking on or gently pinching it.
That made Maki arch her back and cover her mouth with her hand as she began to moan loudly, she really wanted to scream with pleasure. Even her legs trembled.
"Don't hold back Maki san, I want to listen to you and … I want to feel you..." said Yuta with a big smile, while he filled Maki's breasts with kisses, and then went up her neck.
Maki understood what the singer meant, so she removed her hand from her mouth and let out those moans that were heard loudly in that place, while Yuta continued stimulating her breasts with his mouth, and Maki continued to move her hips against the singer's with pleasure.
After exchanging a few light glances, their mouths joined to kiss each other desperately. The desire between these two was immense.
That could be considered just a moment of weakness. But their bodies expressed something else.
Yuta gasped loudly into Maki's mouth, it sounded like a mix between a grunt and a moan, as his erection hurt in his pants and that was noticed by the girl.
"You look like you need help down there" she said in his ear, her left arm still wrapped around his neck to continue kissing him and her right hand down the center of his abdomen, "Do you want me to help you a Little?" she stroked him over his pants.
Yuta smiled at such a question
"Please, I would appreciate it..." he kissed her while he felt how Maki put her right hand into his pants and she felt his penis quite hard in there.
Maki was a little surprised to feel the size of that member inside those pants, which she pulled out of them. She really didn't remember it being this thick, as she watched the drops of semen glistening on the tip.
Yuta closed his eyes and rested his hands at his sides and leaned his head back, and a gasp came from his throat as he felt Maki's hand gently squeeze him and begin to masturbate him up and down his entire length.
"Maki san… " Yuta cried out in pleasure as he felt her move her hand faster, while she bit her lips at seeing him so sexy and vulnerable in that position, trembling with pleasure and calling her name.
Both were at their limit.
Maki couldn't resist any longer and she urgently went back to Yuta's body to caress and kiss him.
Her insides were burning hot, her blood was flowing too fast all over her body, the clothes on her hips were rubbing against Yuta's hips, who still had his penis outside his clothes. Maki could feel that hard length against the skin of her abdomen.
Yuta slipped his hands into Maki's leggings to caress her ass, as they pressed their bodies closer together and their movements were desperate, they desperately needed each other as their mouths kept kissing and their tongues kept exploring each other.
Even Maki ran her hands through Yuta's back and once again caressed that scratched back. Which she would have liked to scratch and leave her marks to claim it as hers.
"Fuck me...plis fuck…me" begged Maki into Yuta's mouth, feeling that she needed him inside her. Her eyes had closed tightly and her gasps filled the entire gym.
That request enchanted Yuta, He desperately and lustfully wanted to enter her, he wanted to penetrate her without control, wanted to feel her whole naked body against him again. The whole situation seemed to be filling him with inspiration.
And when it seemed that these two were about to move on to the next thing, of get rid of the other garments that covered their hips and to consummate their carnal desire and calm their lust by fucking that on that boxing ring floor . The bell that warned that a client had entered sounded and with it a very annoying voice made them return to the reality.
"I guess by that you meant you wanted to go out and de-stress!"
Quickly Maki and Yuta stopped, they looked at each other with desperation and as if they had been caught by a teacher doing improper things in a classroom.
They both separated, Maki pulled down her bra to cover her tits and Yuta covered his erection with his pants.
Quickly they both got up from the tarp and turned to look at the woman who had arrived.
"Manami!" escaped from Yuta's throat, who was barely catching his breath.
Maki quickly put on her T-shirt, her face was all red because of that situation, she felt the judging gaze of that woman on her while she combed her hair, which was completely loose.
Maki felt how her leggings had stuck to her legs, mostly she walked with some discomfort as she felt quite wet in the middle of her pants from her excitement.
Even so, she was the first one to get out of the ring, passing those ropes quickly and then tying her hair in a ponytail. While the one who entered just looked at her with pure annoyance.
"I was dialing your damn cell phone to let you know that we were already outside this place, but when I saw that you didn't answer, I had to come in for you!" Manami crossed her arms.
Yuta stood up, "I can explain!" he adjusted his hair.
I'm sorry. I didn't listen to it because I don't have it with me..." he touched his pockets.
The representative let out the air in pure annoyance-" Mr. Geto won't be very happy with you for this. Especially that I found you in a place like this" she looked around, noting the exercise machines there, "What a horrible place you came to hide" she criticized.
"Are you here for your stupid singer? Or are you here to criticize my workplace?" asked Maki defensively.
"I'm just here for my stupid singer" replied Manami also defensively.
"Calm down Manami, it was my fault that the fans discovered me, but it's a good thing that by pure chance I stumbled upon Maki's business. She saved me" He carefully got out of the ring.
"Yes, she "saved" you but it seems that she was also giving you "a special service", wasn't I?" she said noticing those marks on Yuta's back because until he got out of the ring he was wearing his shirt.
Maki noticed what the woman meant by that comment- "If it hadn't been for me, his stupid fans might have eaten him alive!"- she looked angrily at Manami.
"That's right, she helped me escape from those fans and she hid me here" said Yuta combing his hair once again, "if she hadn't helped me, I would be dead"
Both exchanged a very peculiar look. Full of complicity and desire.
That is until Yuta felt some discomfort in his pants. "Em Maki san, do you think I could come into your bathroom?"
"Sure, it's down that hallway" said Maki pointing to a door.
"Thank you, Manami, we'll be leaving soon, I just need to throw water on my face" commented Yuta looking at his representative with shame.
"hurry up!" complained the representative.
"I won't be long, I promise!" Yuta went to the bathroom with hurried steps.
Once Maki was left alone with that woman. Manami took a few steps around that girl whom she considered a "problem", she was watching her from head to toe. Above all, she couldn't take her eyes off the little mark she had around her neck.
"Did you lose something?" asked Maki with annoyance when she saw how this woman looked at her with contempt.
"I really don't know why you're special to Yuta... I can clearly tell that you're a troublemaker..." Manami commented, staring at her.
Maki snorted as he had a big smile on his face.
-"Problem is my middle name"
The woman with pink blonde hair approached her abruptly. –"I'm warning you once and for all. Stay away from Yuta" she glared at her, " YOU only damage his career and even more so now that the media has an eye on you and your friend!"
Maki clicked her tongue.
"Well, only he will know what 'problem' he wants to be with" Maki crossed her arms. "And by the way, I hope they fix that 'gossip' that has been in the media, because that would affect both parties, don't you think so? "
Manami rolled her eyes, she couldn't stand that girl, "I hope this is the last time I see you!" the assistant spat angrily.
"The same... ma'am" Maki said again with a big smile.
Yuta came out of that bath a few minutes later, his face was all wet and his hair was combed back.
"I'm ready to go"
"Well, do you have anything to cover your head with? Where's your sweatshirt?" asked the assistant, looking outside, making sure her team was still in position.
"The fans took it from me by force" answered Yuta, lowering his shoulders, "in fact, they were the ones who scratched my back"
"Have one of these" Maki put a towel on his head, "Let's see if this serves as a better camouflage than your stupid mask"
Yuta smiled at that.
"Thank you Maki san" he couldn't take his eyes off her.
"AGH! I hope that thing is clean!" Manami complained with a great grimace of disgust.
"Don't worry, everything is always washed here" commented Maki with a smile.
The assistant rolled her eyes once again.
"Well... I guess it's time to say goodbye one more time" commented Yuta taking a few steps towards Maki, both of them facing each other.
"Yes, it seems so" she avoided looking him in the eyes, since she had noticed that she had left a red mark on his neck. That made her blush.
"Still, thank you very much Maki san for once again saving me from the fans, also for healing my scratches and for the training" Yuta thanked her kindly. He even gave her a slight bow.
"I don't know if all that is enough evidence to show you that I have already changed". Maki crossed her arms, it seemed like they were both acting normal. As if nothing had happened between them.
"Well, you've shown me more than I expected..." the singer unwrapped a big smile that went from ear to ear- "Even so, I hope we'll see each other again soon"
Maki looked sideways at the assistant and remembered what she had told her a few minutes before.
"Yes... maybe someday we will see each other again or maybe we will never see each other again..." She whisper looking at Yuta seriously.
Yuta took his cell phone from the bench, unlocked it and passed it to Maki.
"Could you give me your number?"
She raised an eyebrow at the question. –"Are you sure you want my number? Your fans will get more jealous with me!" she said sarcastically. "Besides, How are you sure I won't give your number to the paparazzis?"
Yuta sighed slightly.
"I'm completely sure that I want you in my contacts as another friend, just as I have Nobara and Itadori" -he moved his cell phone a little-" Once I add you, only you will know if you want to answer my message and if you don't answer it in the next seven days, I will know that it will mean that you don't want to know anything more about me"
Maki looked him in the eye, he seemed to trust her.
"Okay" she took that cell phone and wrote down her phone number. Adding it with the nickname Miss troublemaker.
"Ready, now go away I guess you must be super busy!" said Maki giving him back that phone quickly.
"Seriously, thanks for everything" The singer smiled very cheerfully.
"Let's go Yuta, Mr. Geto is waiting for us!" said Manami in annoyance.
Yuta put that towel on his head and hurried out with his manager.
Both got into an elegant car, but with tinted windows, which sped away from there.
Instead, Maki once again approached the front door, closed and leaned her back against it, starting to sit down, hugging her knees.
"What happened to me? What the hell was all that?" she commented, remembering that kiss and how they both almost ended up fucking.
Even those kisses and caresses were still felt on her skin, which burned with passion.
"Damn Karma..." she whispered to herself, while a text message arrived on her cell phone.
"Hello, Miss troublemaker..."
05:10 p.m.
Manami and Yuta hurried back to that luxury apartment. All the way, Manami looked with pure anger at her singer, she looked like a mother annoyed with her son.
Once they entered, Geto went to greet them, he was expectant about the whole situation.
"Where were you?" he asked curiously.
Yuta sighed "I..."he was interrupted.
"I'll tell you where he was!" - Manami replied, quickly interjecting, "I was with that damn bitch green-haired girl!"
"Maki San just saved me from a group of fans who found me out!" Yuta shouted, "So don't tell her she's a bitch again!"
Geto let out a slight chuckle.
"But you wanted to go out, didn't you Okkotsu?"
"Yes, but" Yuta was interrupted.
Geto spoke with a tone of authority –"Well, what happened to you with the fans will serve as a lesson so that from now on you will go out more carefully and with bodyguards. From now on you will only go out accompanied and escorted everywhere. I can't allow you to risk yourself again in this way. I have enough to do to clean up your image and Itadori's for that date you had with those two girls the other night"
Yuta sighed in annoyance.
"I'm going to take a bath. I don't want to listen to you two for the rest of the afternoon!"
"And you really need it!" Manami shouted very annoyed, "You stink of testosterone!" she said with disgust.
"Stop treating me like you're my mother!" Yuta shouted angrily.
"I won't be your mother!, but I promised your mother that we would take care of you!" she shouted with annoyance, "Besides, you wanted to be famous, didn't you? Well, this is just the beginning!"
Yuta ignored that and just went to the second floor, where his luxurious room was.
This conversation amused Geto, who laughed several times before asking again.
"By the way, where was he hiding?"
"Agh! In a gym with that green-haired girl he went out with the other day. The two of them were very much in love. She was on top of him.."
"Above him?" Geto raised an eyebrow.
Manami replied angrily
"Tsk! They were about to have sex!" she commented with annoyance. -¡I'm telling you, it's a bad idea for Yuta to see that girl!"
"Gym? Does that girl work there?"
"I don't know. But from what both Yuta and she said, that Maki defended him from some fans!" explained the blonde, "But I doubt it a little bit... maybe she was the one who scratched him"
That caught Geto's attention too much.
"Did she defend him? Mmm interesting"
Manami looked at him doubtfully. "What are you thinking about now?" she crossed her arms.
"We may have already found the perfect bodyguard for Yuta" commented Geto with a smile.
"Tell me you're not thinking of hiring her..." Manami said this with too much annoyance.
"For that, I need you to investigate everything about this Maki Zenin, I think that was her last name, wasn't it?" Geto smiled, "Especially investigate if that business is hers"
"You must be joking!" Manami reproached, "I won't do that!
Geto approached the bar and took a glass and filled it with the wine he had opened minutes before those two arrived.
"I'm not kidding, dear. So I want you to find out everything about this girl. And when I say EVERYTHING, I mean EVERYTHING. Or do you want me to fire you?"
Manami sighed. She was in no position to be unemployed. –"Okay. I'll look into everything about her, but only if you let me make the contract that she must sign"
"All right" Geto had a big smile on his lips, "At last we have a bodyguard for Yuta"
"I would say rather, we found Yuta's weak point. Which turned out to be a big problema"
Notes:
I hope you liked the spicy chapter, and that's how this story will be from now on.
The desire will already be very palpable between the singer Yuta and the bodyguard Maki❤
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