Troubled heart

Chapter 4: The flowers and attack

It had been a few months since you first introduced yourself as Idolish7's assistant and not a lot has happened only you keep thinking of your kiss with Iori, it was awkward though and you both avoided eye contact and didn't speak to each other, except when you gave him feedback. Mitsuki noticed you were smiling and was glad he got to have you as their second manager and to perform with his group. While getting ready they all had deliveries like chocolate, flowers and cards, mainly by the fans. There was one bouquet of flowers that stood out as they blossomed in the light and looked magnificent with blue, white and yellow color's. They had your name on the note but not who sent them.

"Might be from your secret admirer". Iori whispered in your ear standing next to you looking at the flowers with such beauty. The others hadn't heard until now and looked at the both of you with confusion as to why they were not informed.

"WHAT!". They all finally managed to say. The door opened and a member of staff came in.

"5 minutes left, better start heading for the stage". He called not knowing what the commotion was moments before. He then left to get everything else sorted out as there were more fans than usual.

The group made their way out the dressing room and before you could leave you were pulled back by someone and into their arms. When you looked up you saw it was Iori, and looked at you with a kind smile.

"I...I umm...I really like you and um...I'm sorry about before". When he stuttered he looked adorable trying to get the right words out his mouth.

All you could do was smile. "But you have an admirer and the last thing I want to do is hurt that person". You felt hurt by that comment, you thought he liked you, after all he did kiss you.

You couldn't help but feel upset with him, you were also still a little disappointed that the admirer wasn't him.

You couldn't take it anymore and pulled him by the shirt towards you and kissed him. You didn't care anymore you needed to feel that excitement again, you were surprised when you felt his arms hug you at the waist pulling you in. You tightened your grip at his shirt feeling the sparks of fireworks once again. He pulled away gently due to the lack of oxygen and you couldn't help but feel a emptiness in you. He also had a look of sadness and recalled that they had to go.

You both made your way for the stage, pretending that the second kiss also never happened, you heard the crowd cheer the group on and you felt excited, not only were you going to see Idolish7 sing in person but you're also the assistant manager for them. You thought everything would be ok. Tsumugi was with the stage crew making everything was going smoothly.

As they begin to sing you had noticed a creepy looking figure backstage and thought it was a crazy fan trying to sneak in so you went to check it out. When you made it backstage the figure was staring at you and in his hand held a phone.

"Boss I have sights on your daughter, what's my next objective?" He asked in his deep and gruff voice.

You start to panic, was he really sent by YOUR father just to scare you, you couldn't help but to feel scared for your life no matter how much you tried to remain emotionless, your legs start to tremble. The man took notice of this and gave you a huge grin. He pulled something out of his pocket, a small knife.

"WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO TO ME!". you shouted feeling like the worst will happen soon enough.

He lunged at you at high speed readying the knife. However, it was stopped by someone who was not afraid of holding the knife back. The figure was tall with shiny silver hair and had a serious look, you could tell he was in a lot of pain and looked at his hand. He was starting to bleed and it was a deep red and trickled down his arm, he looked at me with a sincere look in his eyes and telling you to run. You felt two arms grab you by the shoulders and pull you away before you could get a good look at them.

When you got in a nearby dressing room you could see the two figures that helped you escape. One of the males were tall with golden brown hair and gave a little smile that still made him look concerned. The one next to him was shorter with pink hair looking a lot like someone you knew but couldn't put you finger on it.

"th...th...thank you". You exclaimed worried for that other strangers safety. The two could see what you were thinking.

"he'll be fine, don't worry too much about Gaku-san". Smiling with confidence.

The door swung open and the other tall stranger walked in. You couldn't help but think the name sounded familiar. You looked down at his hand and saw that his hand up his arm was covered in blood and a few bruises along with a bit of blood on his shirt. He also gained some cuts and bruises on his face. Without realising you grabbed a cloth, ran to the bathroom, soaked it in cold water and went back to clean him up. He was held back at first due to your kindness, but slowly started to relax.

"why did you help me?". You asked with curiosity, you felt glad as the worst didn't happen to you but felt concerned that something happened to the male.

"couldn't let a fan get hurt before a concert". He replied with a reassuring, but forced grin that he would be fine before wincing at the pain of his cuts.

"a fan?". You were confused, were they not fans of Idolish7 or maybe they were idols as well.

"you don't know who we are do you". Called out a voice it sounded kind of annoyed and you noticed it was the short one. You shook your head in agreement with his comment. Whenever you tried to think about them you kept drawing a blank.

"We're Trigger". The third male recalled with a smile that showed how proud he was.

"I apologise, I didn't know". you bowed your head apologetically.

"what are you doing here anyway if your not a fan?". The short male looked adorable as he pouted in annoyance and likely jealousy.

"I'm an assistant manager to Idolish7". You were proud to be in that group and cared about your friends smiling. "what happened to that guy?". You asked worried that he may come back.

"he ran away so you shouldn't worry your pretty little head about it". He patted you on the head that made you feel like a little kid.

The door opened up and there the group you were just speaking about walked into the dressing room. They turned to see you still cleaning the wounds of the male that protected you along with the other two males. They looked at you with utter shock in their faces, not believing you were with Trigger.

"I didn't know you knew trigger too!". Called out Riku who looked a lot like the short male beside you.

"I just met them a few minutes ago actually". Giving a nervous grin. The boys brought their stares at the male covered in bruises and cuts and a bit of blood.

"what on earth happened here?". A voice concerned, but also annoyed called out, you saw that it was Iori and thought there may have been a fight.

"I was attacked by someone hired by my father and these guys helped me get away, leading to one of them getting hurt". You declared, they looked at you with wide eyes, they were singing on a stage not knowing that you were in trouble. They were worried and felt helpless, you were there for them so far and they couldn't even do the same.

You were embraced by Riku, who had tears in his eyes. He looked as though he failed you, you smiled forgivingly and hugged him back. You could feel his heart pounding and you didn't want him to see you cry. You were afraid that you could have been kidnapped or even worse. Your legs began to tremble again and the next ting you knew you fell to the ground, pulling the flustered Riku down with you. You sobbed while the males were all looking at you and waited for you to finish letting it all out. You cared deeply about these boys and didn't want to lose them, you trusted them more than anything and decided you would tell them everything.

"I think I need to explain the whole story from the beginning". You suggested looking at all the boys.

They looked at you conflicted they wanted to know your story, but only if you want to tell it to them. You gave them a little smile and they sighed. It was now or never and there's no turning back.