Serendipity : Sanada Ryu × Reader (Kimi Ni Todoke Fanfiction)

Chapter Two : An Indirect kiss

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RYU

   I panted upon stopping Infront of my dad's shop. Training starts tomorrow and with all the sleeping I did during the school break, I know I'll be sore after so last week I began exercising and get my strength in check.

   “Dad, I'm home.” I spoke as I slid the door open just to see my dad behind the counter with a bright smile along with a shaking costumer sitting in front of him.

   My brow raised, Dad wasn't usually the jolly type. This only happens when a costumer orders what he recommends and that rarely happens because....well, it's an acquired taste.

   “I see you got someone to try your food.” I went inside the counter to get a glass of water.

   Dad chuckled, “She was excite to try it and look, she seem happy.” I turned around only have my eyes widen in surprise. It was (Y/n), slurping the noodle with red face and teary eyes. She mumbled, “It's.....really....G-good sir....”

   Dad excused himself for a moment, leaving me and this crying girl alone inside the restaurant.

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   She cried and cried, sitting in the swing as Iook down at her with pity. I held both sides of her face, tilting it up to see her properly and to also wipe her tears away.

   “English... you are crying....why...?”

   Her eyes widen as she sniffled, trying to say something to communicate, “I'm lost. Me and my cousins were playing and....they left me. I don't know my way back home.”

   She has some jerk cousins, leaving their foreign relative alone. She continued giving me a confused look before I spoke again, “Name....What...is your name?”

   She went quiet for a moment before answering, “(Y/n)...(Y/n) (L/n)”

   My brow raised. There was this old couple near our house with the same last name. Mom said the old man died so there was a funeral held in their house.

   Maybe that's why she was here, to see his grandfather for the last time. I took her hand and began walking to their house.

   “Where are we going?” She asked, still wiping her remaining tears.”

   “Home.” I replied, silently listening to her soft sobs and sniffles which I help her get home.

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   I chuckled upon remember her tears back then. She was such a crybaby even until now. At class, she was very pretty when she has that smile she always wore but I still get enough the images of her lost, confused and crying. It's somewhat....adorable.

   “Don't eat it if you don't want to.”

   Her head snap up upon hearing my voice. So she wasn't aware of my presence. Her brain is probably short-circuiting with how spicy the ramen was, even I won't eat it.

   Her (e/c) colored obs shimmered in surprise as it met with mine. Probably because she wasn't expecting to see me here.

   “You.... you're here.” She spoke before snapping out of her confusion and fixing her appearance since she must've sensed that she looks like a tomato bathing in hot water.