BitterVoice (Vy2 Yuuma X Reader)

Chapter 13~ I'm going to be what!?!?

Rar

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"Tori, you also have to change," Kikiro popped out a hanger from her back with a laced maroon dress that stopped half way to my thigh, and black high stockings. I guess I have to wear the same boots. "I have to wear this?" I ask, and Mitski looks at the ruffled dress in awe. I can hear her whisper while intertwining her small fingers through the dress as she was exploring, "kawaii~." "Yes you do, hurry, start putting it on, I'll do you hair," Kikiro demands.

She starts pushing my back lightly to rush me into the room. Mitski, still 'exploring,' she walks slowly. "Alright Mitski, start changing, you too Tori," Kikiro has some sort of a heavy accent with English and country mixed together.... Strange. I didn't realize until now that I turned around that I'm getting undressed and dressed with Mitski, making me feel a little uncomfortable....

But THANK GOODNESS, she was attempting to zip up the back. I giggle, and help the little girl who was having a hard time while sticking her tongue out. "Awoo! Arigatou, Tori~San!" She turns around grabbing both of my hands. "Um, no problem?" I tilted my head. "Ne, I'm gonna ask Kikiro~San to do my hair," she says, brushing her hair with her hands while her shortish hair was wavy loose, walking out the door a sliding it back. Eh, didn't just Kikiro say she was gunna do our hair? I can't help but mentally facepalm.

Yuuma's P.O.V (btw this is when the two were changing, well, some portion of it :)

Mitski and Tori had been rushed by Kikiro to change, and then we can head out for the full interview. I sigh in impatience, but already planned out the timing since I know how these girls are. ____ had her hands behind her back, looking kind of disappointed by a weak smile. Her eyes slowly blinked as she looked down, loose strands of her hair falling down. "Oi, what's up, you're not dead," I reminded her. She perks up, "No, I am not, but I believe it's my mother that was trying to take it off," she looks down again. "But, um, how did Kikiro manage to do all of that mechanical stuff?" She perks up again.

"Aah, you want to know that," I nod my head up, "Well, there was once this player that was less too important for me to remember that had a 'power' that many other players were too anxious to expose, and she dueled me, but I wasn't taking any of her crap, so I exposed her," I recalled, "for some unknown reason, she ended up attempting to give me what she had, but I gave her 'capability' to Kikiro, and that's how I met her." ____ looks at me with stupidity. "I asked ho-" "Basically the way she obtained it is unknown, but it still managed to be passed on with ease to me," Kikiro interrupted. "Ah,"____ whispered in realization.

"Baaaka," I plop down on the sofa with my hands in my pockets. ____ puckers her lips in frustration for what I just called her. I can hear her whispering threats to me, but she's not even looking at me. "Kikiro~San, can you fix my hair?" Mitski pops out with her little poof dress that I decided to get for her. "Do you have the blue ribbon I saved you?" Kikiro asked Mitski when she was combing her hair with her hands. She nodded, and handed her two small ribbon of pastel blue. I look over to see the process of "styling hair," until I can feel a presence next to me. I see ____ slouching down with her chin resting on her hands.

"Where are we even going?" She questioned me in boredom.

"Why would I tell you?" I teased.

"Well, because maybe I want to know!?"

"Well, too bad I'm not telling you," I mocked her attitude.

I can see that she's trying so hard to hold back her frustration, but has no chill when she punched my arm. She threatened me, this time with her voice louder, "I broke your nose once, I can break it again." I smirked in defense, "I honestly don't think you have the feeling in your gut, now do you?" I tilt my head as to getting closer to the other side where she sat."Hmph!" She pouted glancing toward by my creeping face.