Koetsuji-chan

Chapter VI

     The media had blown over with the incident, interviews conducted, and life began to return to normal. Fujiwara's ankle had begun to heal, and she was indeed back on her feet. Camus, though, had indeed been crowned a hero for what had happened that night. His only, simple response had been a tweet online. "What was I to do? Let her fall and seriously injure herself?" And that was that.

     Though, no area of the media knew of their relationship in secrecy. Indeed, the two were very happy together, and were even oftentimes seen together in public. Many people speculated per usual, and they made no comment. It would be smarter to remain quiet about it, after all. A sigh, though, had come from the girl as she stood within her kitchen. She scrolled through Twitter, reading each tweet on her main page. That was when a single notification popped up on her screen. It caught her eye, a piece of a pop tart in her mouth being sucked in further. It was her icy prince checking in on her. A smile curled her lips upwards as she tapped on said notification. The text was simple, reading, 'I'm checking in, good morning my dear.'  No doubt, Fujiwara loved to be checked in on by the man who stole her heart. She set down the bitten pop tart back onto the platter on the counter, using both hands to respond. 

     'I'm doing well, my ankle is still a bit sore but I'm able to walk and whatnot. I should be back to work in a few days, light work anyways.' The girl had responded, seeing the little 'read' in the bottom of the screen. It was evident he was waiting for her text back. Fujiwara grabbed that pop tart once again, nomming on the center to get as much of that delicious strawberry flavor in her mouth as possible. Her eyes gazed upon the three dots, waiting for it to evolve into a text. Though, the text she received wasn't exactly expected. She set down the pastry, her eyes reading the text on screen. She even paused mid chew. 'Quartet Night will be having a surprise show at a stadium in Miyagi. Though, it's not exactly a surprise... We were merely told to keep our lips shut about it. Tickets will be sold at the gate and whatnot, though, I request you to accompany me if you are physically and mentally up for it.'

     The girl blinked twice, swallowing her half chewed pastry and gazing at the screen below. She was stunned, surprised in fact. Her fingers quickly got to work, replying to said text. 'Don't tell me, Shining Saotome is planning for you to crash STARISH's show?' She had asked out of curiosity. The screen paused on read for a moment or two before those three dots popped up again. '...........I'm surprised you were able to guess it. You're keener than originally thought.' Replied the icy man from the other side. Those dots reappeared, meaning a second message was about to be sent. 'I presume you've worked with him before?' Camus had asked. An audible sigh came from Fujiwara, shaking her head. 'Too much... I know his antics too well.' She had responded. The girl then looked up, seeing a car pull into her driveway.

     This car was different, but familiar. That's when she looked down at her phone again, seeing a text from none other than her childhood friend. 'Oi, dickhead sent me to nab you. Just get dressed. You have a big day ahead.'  The girl choked on air at such a statement, a sigh coming from her. "Guess I'm working even if I'm on my time off." Said the girl with a chuckle to follow. 'Hope you know you're the one who set me up with said dickhead.' She replied with a chuckle to herself before turning her phone screen off. The girl set her phone down as she walked back into her room. "Guess I ought to dress for the occasion." She said to herself, pulling out a white tank top from her drawer and slipping it on after her black bra. The fabric was thick enough to where said bra wouldn't show through. Though, the tank top was only an accent. She walked over to her closet, soon picking up a leather jacket from the hanger. She put it on, seeing the outfit was looking pretty good. 

     She dressed herself quickly afterwards, putting on a dark pair of skinny blue jeans and black boots to follow. It wasn't a bad outfit. Though, it was missing something... She walked to her dresser nearby, opening a drawer. She pulled out a plain black choker collar with a heart shaped ring in the center. Fujiwara grinned to herself as she put it on, checking herself out in the mirror. "Looks good.. can't keep them waiting." She said, grabbing her purse and walking back out. She stopped by the kitchen to nab her phone and walked out of her house soon enough. She could see that silver haired rocker in the car. She walked to the passenger's side, opening the door. "Sorry for the wait, I was quite literally in my pajamas." Said Fujiwara, seating herself down. Ranmaru looked up, a grin upon his face. "Hey, no worries. We have a bit of a drive ahead of us anyways.... You were just on the way so I figured I'd pick you up." Said the rocker, watching Fujiwara buckle herself in.