Spyando [Budo x Ayano]

Chapter 1 // Muse

Where am I? What is this place?

"Oh you're awake!" a male voice said happily.
"Huh? What's going on?"
"Well sweetie I need to make sure that you don't run away from me." the figure pulled up a chair next to me and sat down. "Oh you always look so beautiful~"
"Uhh, thank you?"
"Don't mention it sweetheart~" he put his hand on mine, "People used to say I was a man of few words. It's really just because I only wanted to use words for a girl as good as you~"
"Who are you?" I asked.
"They call me Geiju. Geiju Tsuka."
"Tsuka-Kun.. you're the-"
"Oh sweetie please use my first name."
"I.. barely know you."
"But sweetie please..." he begged.
"Fine. G-Geiju. Geiju."
"Oh I love it!" he smiled, "Say it again~"
"Do I really-"
"Say. It. Again, Sweetie."
"Fine fine. Geiju. You're the leader of the art club, right?"
"Indeed I am."
"Then.. what is going on here?"
"Oh sweetie you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, I simply had to paint you."
"Okay but you could have just asked me and I probably would have said sure rather than you fucking kidnapping me."
"Sweetheart is that true? I can paint you?"
"If I agree can I leave afterwards? You can paint me at school if you want to paint me again, but kidnapping me is overkill as fuck." I shrugged.
"But sweetieeee~ I've only just gotten to see you. I don't want to have to let you go."
"You will eventually, right?"
"It's time to paint!" he grabbed a canvas and begun to paint me. "Look at me and smile, sweetie!"

I did as he said. What else could I do but cooperate? About an hour or so later some events started to happen..

"May I see it?" I asked.
"Of course sweetie~" he moved the canvas around. He was turning the chair into a rock next to a waterfall. Honestly, the painting was beautifully done. His style was unique and- why am I complimented the guy that kidnapped me?
"Wow.. it's actually beautiful."
"Well sweetie when I have a muse as pretty as you it is very easy to be inspired." he smiled. Hmm, maybe this guy wasn't so bad.. AHH! Stockholm syndrome!!

All of a sudden I heard someone running down some stairs. They kicked open the door and ran in angrily, standing in front of me.

"Ugh! Get out of my way, idiot! I'm trying to paint my beautiful muse~"
"You sick fuck.." the figure spoke. "She's coming with me."
"No!" Geiju shouted, "I need her!"
"You need a fucking therapist, you kidnapped her!"
"Oh but doesn't she look beautiful~"

The figured turned around and smiled at me.
"No matter how beautiful Aishi-Chan is, that gives you no right to hold her hostage." he began to secretly untie my hands behind his back.
"But I must paint her, and the lighting here is perfect~"
"The police are surrounding your house Tsuka-Kun." he warned, "Aishi-Chan is coming with me, you lose."
"Fine.. Ayano my dear, you'll let me paint you again soon, right?"
"Paint my feet you knob jockey." I spat at him. The figured untied me quickly and offered me a hand to stand up.
"Has the tranc worn off or would you like me to carry you?" he asked.
"Uh, I'm okay thanks."

We ran out of the house, triggering a squadron of police to run into the basement and arrest him.

"Are you okay?" he asked me, "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"
"No, he just painted me. Creep. Thank you for saving me." I smiled.
"That's fine. I really wasn't supposed to, but the police were taking too long and I wanted to make sure you were okay."
"You're not with the police?" I paused, "Then who are you?"
"Budo Masuta. I'm the leader of the Martial Arts Club at Akademi."
"Oh, then why did you want to save me?"
"Uhh.. I can't tell you that."
"Why not? Is it something to do with the police?" I asked.
"Ehh, sure let's go with that." he began walking off.
"Wait!" I grabbed his arm, making him turn to look at me, "You're just going to save me from being kidnapped and then leave?"
"Pretty much." he tried walking off again.
"Hey!" I ran in front of him and put my hand on his chest to stop him. "You can't just leave!"
"Why not?" he sighed.
"B-Because that's not how it works, dummy!"
"Alright, what do you want me to do?"
"I don't know.. come and get some coffee with me or something."
"If you insist." he began walking, leaving me to trail behind him.
"You're.. hmm." I stopped myself.
"What? Just say it."
"You were just a lot different in the basement." I looked at the ground.
"Miss Aishi, I'm here to protect you." he stopped.
"From what? And I don't understand why that means you can't be nicer to me."
"From people like Geiju. You're a smart girl, you should know I can't talk about this shit."
"Whatever." I sighed, pushing open the cafe door and holding it open for him.

We ordered our drinks at the counter and got them to go; when we were about to leave Budo grabbed my hand and pulled me in the other direction.

"How about we sit upstairs babe?" he smiled, leading me upstairs.
"S-Sure." I followed behind him confused.

We sat at a secluded table near the balcony close together and put our drinks down for a moment of awkward silence.

"What is going on, Budo?"