Hey Hey! Sorry for the sudden pause in uploading! I wanted to take some time and get away from writing for a bit. I had gotten a bit burnt out by the end of last year and knew that I needed a break, for both my creativity and mental health. I'm doing better now so hopefully this, and other fics will start to be slowly updated.
I am also back in school, so while I love writing school has to take priority for me, and I appreciate your understanding. I know this fic isn't one of my more popular ones, but it allowed me to have a brain break and rewrite something I had made in the past, which is great to help me get back into the flow of writing. I hope you all enjoy :)
-Sin
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An afternoon of following around Hikaru and Haruhi seemed to be the most useless thing Setsuko had done in a while. After stopping to get some ice cream, the tides of the date turned and Setsuko was forced to watch as the two of them had an enjoyable afternoon, while Setsuko was reminded how she wouldn't be able to have a relationship like that with her current work as an idol. It was suffocating to watch those two all afternoon.
On the upside she had been able to visit quite a few cafes and get her fill on coffee and tea.
After watching the two of them walk away from a small handmade jewelry stall, Setsuko decided she was okay to head back to the group, if only she could find them. After a few minutes of walking around, she pulled her phone and flipped it open, going to Kaoru's contact number and dialing it.
"Hey Itsuki." The voice on the other side of the line said.
"Yeah, uh, where the fuck are you guys?"
"Oh, right, I knew I was forgetting something. Yeah, sorry, we all decided the date was going well so we decided to head back to the pension."
"So, in short, you left me here?"
"Yeah, sorry. You can come back if you want."
"If I want to? Of course I want to. I think I want to stop being reminded on how painfully single I am. And I want to get out of this skirt." Setsuko hung up the call and slid the phone back into her pocket. It was time to head back to Misuzu's Pension.
"I couldn't help but overhear your call earlier, if you want, I can help you get out of that skirt."
Setsuko turned and immediately her mood turned sourer than before. Walking up to her was a man looking down to make eye contact with her, a sleezy grin on his face.
"Uh, no thanks. I'm pretty sure I can manage that. Alone. " Setsuko snapped, not wanting to deal with a creep, she already had the stalker on her hands she didn't need anything more on her plate.
The guy, however, didn't seem deterred by her refusal. Instead, he stepped even closer, reaching out with one hand and touching her shoulder softly. "I'm a great helper. I promise!" he leaned in, eyes shining with desire.
Setsuko felt sick to her stomach at what he was saying. Gritting her teeth she gave him a slight smile, "Keep that hand on my shoulder for one more second, and any hopes of having any future kids- let alone any future 'flings' will vanish, because your dick will be so far up your-"
"Woah, woah!" The man took a step back and raised his hands, "Fine, I get it, you don't want company." He scoffed and shoved his hands into his pockets, "Crazy bitch," he muttered as he walked away.
Rather be a crazy one then a dead one. Setsuko thought, placing her hand in her pocket and wrapping her fingers around her phone as she turned and started walking towards the main street, hoping to catch a cab to take her back to the pension.
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FanfictionFame, adoring fans, and a dream career. Everything seemed like it was going perfectly for famous idol Momoko, or, her true identity 17 year old Setsuko Akemi. But fame comes with a price. One crazed Stalker crossing the line sends Setsuko into hidin...
