Ready Or Not - CITRUS

Six

Another filler where the ship keeps on sailing...

Yuzu felt like letting off a little steam. Maybe it was her interplay with Mei earlier in the evening or the fact that Yuna had shown up again, but something had her extra keyed up and she needed some sort of distraction. "Can you take the bar for an hour or so?" she asked Udagawa as he joined her there.

"Yeah, that's why I'm here. And your sister called," he said, looking at her curiously. "She wants to know if she can cook a steak she found in your fridge? I didn't know you had a sister."

"We're not exactly close these days. Thanks, though. I'll handle it." She tossed the towel from her shoulder onto the bar and made her way to the back of the place, retrieving the darts from the unoccupied board, and took her spot. She didn't need to call Yuna. She'd eat the steak Yuzu had purchased for one of her rare nights off without permission. Hell, she probably already had and called as an afterthought, snagging the number from the magnet on her fridge.

With laser focus, Yuzu took a deep breath before throwing one dart after another. Not her best work, but she did okay. She repeated the process over and over again, until a small grouping of patrons, okay, girls, gathered nearby to watch.

"You're really great at that," a blondie, who was barely legal, called out.

"Thanks," Yuzu said, offering her a quick smile.

"I didn't know you played," Matsuri said, joining Yuzu next to the board as she retrieved the recently thrown darts.

"Occasionally." She took her spot and threw, nailing the twenty. She threw again, bullseye. She threw again, twenty.

"Yeah, only occasionally." Matsuri scoffed. "Play?"

"Sure. Underdog first," she said, winking at Matsuri. Yuzu took three games straight and enjoyed the applause from the now-large group that had gathered to take in the action. Matsuri had quite a few devoted fans at the bar herself, including her girlfriend, who seemed to enjoy the show, but she was only okay at the game itself. Yuzu took two more games before Matsuri surrendered.

"I'll take a game," a voice from the crowd called out. Yuzu scanned the group until Mei stepped forward. Matsuri raised an eyebrow and handed the darts to Mei.

"Looks like you have a new challenger," Matsuri said to Yuzu, who was more than up for it. Mei downed the rest of her drink and passed the glass to Himeko, who cheered as Mei took a spot next to Yuzu at the line.

"You ready for this?" Mei asked. She rolled her shoulders and ran a hand through her dark hair. It was one of the sexiest things Yuzu had ever seen, that is until Mei threw a double bullseye five point two seconds later.

"You're a shark," Yuzu breathed, incredulous.

"Nah," Mei said and smiled innocently. "Just a snob with really good luck, apparently." Again with the sexy. God, Mei had the best lips, Yuzu decided at that moment. Full and expressive and tempting her in the worst way. She easily recalled how they tasted.

"Care to wager?" Yuzu asked.

Mei broke into an easy smile and inclined her head in the direction of the bullseye. "You sure you want to do that?"

"I am. Two out of three," Yuzu said, thinking about the terms. "If I win, you have to have dinner with me."

Mei narrowed her gaze. "I'm not having dinner with you, but then again, you're not going to win."