May I order you?

Time for advice! Or not..

Ever since that day, I have been constantly pestering Aoi advice to ask out a REAL woman. "All the woman you've ever dated were FICTIONAL," she'd tell me. "What more if you ask for advice to ask out someone who's REAL? Mess it up that's what. More over, if you ask advice from ME and FAIL it will make me look bad!" "Come on, Aoi!" I pleaded. "This once! Please!!" Aoi threw me onto the ground. "No! I said it once, and i'll say it again. N.O!!" Why am I friends with her again? Oh yeah. I pittied her in middle school. "You know what," I stood up and pointed at her. "I should have left you on that swing!" She flinched before slapping my hand away. "S-Shut up! You don't know what it's like to be me!"

"AND YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO LOVE SOMEONE!"

Oh, I think I hit a nerve. "Everytime I ask you for ONE thing, you act all bitchy and mean! Advice? NO! Hugs? NO! IT'S ALWAYS NO AND NO AND NO!" Damn, I'm hitting her whole nervous system! "WHAT HAPPENED TO THE AOI KYOKA I KNEW YEARS AGO?! GIVE HER BACK!"

"Kiki, Aoi! Stop fighting!!"

I forgot I was around a bunch of snitches. Uri stepped in, holding me back, while Yuma also helped. But they were on Aoi's side of the problem, so TRAITOR! Nah just kidding, they're only on her side because she gives them free food. Dumbest reason ever, but okay. "Aoi?" Yuma gently shook her for some sort of reaction, but she just looked at me with her lifeless, photogenic gray eyes. "You.." I scoffed. "I what-"

I forgot she was a former cyclist.

She slapped me in the blink of an eye, her bangs covering her crying eyes. "You had it easy." She said finally, before she left. Gasps and whispers were filling the cool, autumn air. I almost forgot we were outside campus. Yuma and Uri had shocked looks on their faces. "What the fuck happened?"

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"Oh..." Yuma sighed. "That's bad." They said, munching on bits of popcorn like they were in a movie! "Ya think?!" Uri nodded. "That's bad. REAL bad." Before I knew it, sweat was dripping down my neck. "What am I gonna do?"

"We'll help you,"

The sounds of boots and heels were approaching us, before we could tell who the owners were. "Y-Yurika?!" "Tanaka!!!" "Drama!" Tanaka flipped his blonde hair, before striking a model-like pose. "Tanaka Joji!"
Yurika bowed slightly. "I am Yurika Ojika." "And together we are-"

"The Cafe Duo of destruction!"

Well this is embaressing. AND IN FRONT OF CAMPUS TOO!! "Tanaka I swear," Uri held up a fist. "your Anime figures better watch out." "AAAAHHH!" Yelled Tanaka. "NO! ANYTHING BUT THE FIGURES!" As Uri was pushing away Tanaka as he tried hugging his beloved younger brother, Yuma and me smiled at the sight. Yuma being the only child, always wanting siblings, and me being driven out of my household, this was quite an emotional sight for the two of us.

"Quite the brotherly love, hm?"

I looked back at me with the speed of light. "Ah. Yurika!" She nodded. "Me and Mr. Tanaka were coming to pick you guys up and invite all of you to eat out. But it seems there was quite an argument." I looked down, ashamed. "mhm," I laughed nervously. "Between me and Aoi." Yurika put a hand on my shoulder. "I will try to help." If only she knew what the argument was about...

TBC