Told ya I'd make a part two of this!! I'm a person of my word. (Female) Sooo ill get the romance on with this one I guess.. idk.. LET'S GOOOOOOO
It had been a week since I met that pink haired mechanic. He had been all I thought about; oh how I wanted to know more about him. He was.. interesting. I sighed and decided to talk to someone about this.
I got up from the chair I was sitting on and lay on my bed, bouncing up a bit. I grabbed my phone by the bedside table and searched for Ibuki's contact.
She was one of my best friends, we sorta.. fill in each others blanks. As the Ultimate Poet, and she being the Ultimate Musician, it clicks! Som-etimes I help her with some words in her songs, so song lyrics. On occasion she does mention me, which I app-reciate greatly.
Anyways, once I found it after a mi-nute or so, I pressed the call button. I waited for either Ibuki's voice, or the voice lady telling me she's not there. Sometimes I rant out to her. Soon enough, Ibuki answered.
"Helllllo bffsie!!" I heard from the other side of the receiver.
"Ibuki, 'bffsie' is not a word." I teased. We usually do this.
"Are you sure, (Y/N)?" She caught the gust. "Ibuki is preeety sure it is!!" She's speaking about herself in third person again. Hm.
"Yeah," I paused for a moment, remembering why I called. "Hey, Ibuki?"
"Yes, (Y/N)?" There was a hint of excitement in her voice, like usual.
"I need to talk to you about something.."
"What is it?" She piped up.
"It's about a guy I met, about a week ago.." I sighed in defeat, Ibuki's probably gonna be mad at me for not telling her sooner.
"Oooooohhh~ Does (Y/N)-Chan Have a secret crush?!" Ibuki teased. "Who ever it is, Ibuki tooootaly ships it!!"
"His name was Kazuichi Soda, and, for the record, I dont have a crush on him." I honestly don't know if i lied or not.. huh..
"Oooooof course not. Ibuki can tell when (Y/N)'s lying!" She said in a sing-songy voice.
"Ugh.." I groaned. "Anyways,-" I got cut off by Ibuki.
"Ibuki knows who he is!! He's in the same class with me, Ibuki can give you his number if you want?!" She was.. overly excited.
"Great!!" Now I was over excited.
"Okay, Ibuki can send it now!" She did. And I called.
I dialled the number Ibuki sent to me after hanging up. I waited until I heard his voice.
"Hello?" The Ultimate Mechanics voice boomed from the phone.
"H-Hi!" I chuckled nervously as I responded.
"Who's this?"
"Oh, it's me, (Y/N). (Y/N) (L/N)."
"Oh, you're that (G/B) from about a week ago, right?" He sounded unc-ertain.
(A/N: GENDER EQUALITY!!!)
"Yeah, this is them!" I smiled and clung on to the phone closer to my ear.
"Where did you get my number from?" He asked.
"Huh?" I paused for a second. "Oh, from my friend Ibuki Mioda. She's in the same class as you, right?"
"Oh Yeah. So.. Do you wanna meet up in person somewhere?" I could hear tinkering in the background.
"Mhm! I would enjoy that." I cracked my fingers, which is what I so when I'm nervous.
"So.. tomorrow? 7:30?"
"Yeah, that sounds fine. Where?"
"Hm.. we could get a burger or something?"
"Sounds good!" I personally didn't enjoy many burgers, bit this seems fine.
"See ya then, (Y/N)." He hung up.
That was the most successful talk I've had with a boy on the phone for awhile. I sighed and placed my bu-rning phone down on a nightstand. How long had I been using It? My head hurt and I felt nervous about tomorrow, might as well eat. It fixes most things. I put my head back and rubbed it a bit while walking to the kitchen. My parents must have been sleeping, because they didn't notice. I served myself some orange juice (A/N: Wink wink nudge nudge) I didn't notice that I was this tired. Might as well have a small snack. So, I toasted myself a bagel (A/N: Wink wink nudge nudge) with cream cheese and ate it all like a savage beast. Probably.
I'm starting to think that ill never be the (bride/groom) of anyone if I am, it'll probably be a gorilla or somet-hing. I chuckled at the thought of me and my scrawny little body being carried by a huge gorilla, almost spitting my bagel out. Hope Bagles? I read the brand from the bag. Sounds like a ripoff. (A/N: SORRY, I'LL STOP.)
I trotted off to my room, picking up a poetry book from my dad's study, that was only a bathroom away from my room. Once I made it to my room, I let myself fall on my bed and opened up the book to a random page, might as well get started.-Time Skip-
I woke up to my parents getting ready for work, my feet were on the opposite side of my bed, hanging off of it. I rubbed my still aching head, I had probably hit it on the bed stand once I made my 'Midnight Move'. I scrambled for my clothes to get ready for school. If only I were the Ultimate get-ready-for-school person. I gro-aned, my brain wasn't working pro-perly, it's too early. Tossing some clothes around until I found som-ething clean that I can wear for sc-hool. Looking around for my back-pack, soon enough, target aquired, I move in and toss it over my shoulder. I then check outside of my room for the parents. The enemy's are not fou-nd. Safe, for now. Rush to the door and knock it down with my hands; while turning the knob. I close it behind me and start running to scho-ol.
I nearly hit a boy wearing a green-yellow jumpsuit. Wait a second.. He turned around with his bubblegum pink hair slapping me in the face lightly. My face heated up as I noticed who it was. Kazuichi Soda. Damn it. He rubbed the back of his neck and gave me a sharp toothed smile, put-ting some of his hair back into his beenie. I stood there gaping slightly, until I let my chapped lips turn into a small smile.
"So.. hey?" Kazuichi broke the silen-ce.
"H-Hello.." I panted, clutching where my heart was.
"You late again?" He asked me, rubbing his hands on his jumpsuit as to clean it.
"Huh?" My brain turned off as he spoke. I gathered my thoughts. "O-Oh.. uhm.. yeah, basically. You?"
"Like always." He sat at the curb of the concrete and patted down for me to sit.
"So.." I sat down by him, my face burning up. "Should we get to Hopes Peak or..?" I twirled my fingers aro-und and hid my face in my palms.
His hand fell on my arm. "Yeah, but first.." He stared at me with his pink eyes. "Why are you blushing,(Miss) (Y/N)?"
"Oh.." I touched my hot cheeks. "I-Its your f-fault." I turned away from him to hide my face.
"Does (Y/N) (L/N) Have a crush on me?; a person who they just met?" He sounded shocked, surprisingly.
"I.. would like to avoid this questio-n.." I turned to look at him and ruffled some of my hair around.
"So.. You wouldn't mind if I kissed you?" He gave me a grin and held my hand.
"W-Well.. I-I.." My face burned so much that it could have basically melted off my face. "If you want..."
"So.. your not declining me?" His hand cupped my chin and moved in closer, Kazuichi wrapped his other arm around me.
"Not.. e-exactly." I placed my hand on his arm that was wrapped around me. OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD.
"Good."
He then moved in to kiss me. Soon enough, I kissed back and wrapped my arms around his neck. The kiss was deep and blissful, although it only lasted for like ten seconds. He backed away gaping at me. I gave him a small smile and hugged him.
Once again, being late to school was worth it.A/N1412 words!! Wooooooowss. Well, I still have to do the Komahina thing so.. See ya!!
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Danganronpa One-Shots (1,2,3,v3)
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