My Hero Rumi X OC Gambit: First Impression

chapter 4

When was the last time he'd go on Patrol with someone? Properly six months ago was that time with Hawks, was that really that last time he'd actually patrolled with someone? Guess it was. When did he become so anti-social?

It wasn't that he didn't have friends, it was just that they were all busy and he didn't really bother reaching out to them.

Moe probably had a lot of friends, and even if she didn't have any around that was ok he could small talk. It'd be nice if she stayed around, and they went from Unofficially Official Partners to Official Partners.

He leapt down from the building, using his bo staff to guide and slow his fall so that on the off chance he did hit somebody then it'd be little more than a bump. It was still faster than walking, less awkward, and he could get the drop of villains.

And it wouldn't be healthy! This was going to be a professional and friendly relationship, that is, nothing more nothing less. He had Rumi to think of after that kiss and adding another girl into the mix would be a bad idea.

"Oh! Light! You're here!" Moe beamed at him, the last time someone had been that happy to see him was Rumi when he opened the door last week. She was dressed in her standard hero uniform. "I'm glad you got the address I was starting to get worried I gave you the wrong place! Oh hey, you want some tea? Or maybe some coffee, this place is great!"

"Yep, I managed to find the address." He flopped his arms, not quite sure what to do with them. The building that was their meeting spot was a cafe built into one of the side roads with some french sounding name. It was small, packed, and the scent of roasted coffee permeated the air. "I didn't take you for a coffee drinker."

It was the kind of place that would make for a good date.

Moe took a gulp from her cup that was made more for sipping, squirming as the liquid wormed its way through her body. She stroked the cup like it was a lamp that would grant her every wish and held it close to her cheek. "It is my one weakness in life!" She gasped, pushing the cup away like it was a snake about to bite her. "Oh no, my weakness is exposed, don't let any villains find out about it!"

"Do you want anything?

"I just take a cola not a fan of hot drinks." He sat down across from her, the chair felt really small and so did the table. This wasn't a date, this was just a meeting, he wasn't ready to try and do something like that, just a drink, and a nice cafe with an attractive girl that was happy to see him.

"Are you growing yours out?" she pointed to his medium length hair.

He tugged at one of his bangs, now long enough that when straight he could bite it. Once he let go it instantly resumed its Natural position somewhere on his head. "Uhh, not really, I just haven't gone to a barber in a while."

"Oh me neither," "it's a lot of work keeping my hair this long but I love it."

"It looks good on you," He sipped from his cola. It was good, really crisp and sweet. And then his words hit him. "Not that you wouldn't look good without it, because you would, but I mean that is that I umm. It suits you."

"Thanks!"

She stood, her tea-cup fully empty as was his glass of cola. " You can even see my apartment once we finish our patrol if you like just case partners should probably know where each other lives."

"Tonight? Won't your roommates get mad?" He placed what he hoped was enough money on the table to pay for his & her drinks, and stood with her.

She crinkled her nose and snorted, head back, chest out hands on her hips. "Please, I don't have any roommates, do you? Cats don't count."

"Nope," He flapped his arms offering a half-hearted shrug. "I've been living by myself for over a year now."

"Oh look at you Mr. Responsible Adult." She waggled her eyebrows at him, "We can go to my place after our patrol, it'll be great!"

"Sure, sounds like a plan." It took him two seconds to realize that meant that he was going to be alone in her apartment, late, when it was dark, alone, with her, when it was dark. No, no, no, it didn't mean anything, she was just being friendly, and he was just being it back. There was nothing romantic or sexual about it, nothing to be nervous about.

"Alright! Now let's go!" She spun cheering.

They said their goodbyes and left just fast enough to make sure that it looked like they were in a hurry.

He felt her tug on his glove when they turned a corner. "Thanks for that Light."

"No problem it's just a drink," He smiled.

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He looked around Moe's apartment for the umpteenth time, it was the kind of place that just looked expensive, the kitchen was nice, modern, and equal parts pure white and stainless steel, while still not looking like it was an industrial complex. An empty fish tank acted as a barrier between the kitchen and the dining room, the entrance was nice too, with a large window and even a comfortable fireplace. Scattered about on nearly every wall and corner was some kind of a plant that could survive thanks to the large windows that would likely let in a lot of daylight. It was also on the top floor, which was generally a bonus.

"You were right, your apartment is cute,"

"Thanks! I'm so happy I finally found someone I can show it off to."

Hey do you have Facebook I could add you if You want."

"I don't have a Facebook account."

"Oh, uhh, I haven't used mine in a while." He didn't even know why he said maybe just so he could prove that he & Moe where friends but he had her number so I guess that proves it."

To say the silence that drifted between them was awkward would be a lie, it was the kind of silence that made itself known but didn't intrude upon the mood, merely reminding him it was there. It was late, closer to sunrise than sunset, though he didn't feel even remotely drained. Not like last night.

"Well, uh, I should be going, especially if I want to wake up in time to meet up with you again tomorrow." He scratched the back of his neck. "Wait, we are meeting up again right?"

"Yea! We're partners after all!" "I can give you a lift if you want!"

"Sure why not." She actually lived a lot closer than he thought.

Moe's face lit up even more at that, she followed him outside, all but skipping with every step.

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Text me you idiot."

Rumi glared at her phone, something she had done a painful amount of since she had moved in with Keigo.a week ago. It wasn't that she was on her phone constantly - she was - but just that she kept looking at the last text Light had sent her. Just a generic 'stay safe' and a 'let me know if you need anything else.' How the hell was she supposed to ask him for stuff like that?

It wasn't that she was completely over her previous relationship. She still had moments where she'd scream kick something, but those were easily quelled when she thought about Light. The reason why she hadn't done anything, why she didn't try to make a move now, was because she remembered her in high school and after not seeing him for ages she seduces him and kisses him he must of been so confused.