Purple - Yata Misaki Love Story

Part 17

There was a local party that Sceptre 4 attended every year, and for some unknown stupid reason, Munakata bought me an outfit and invited me to come.
The top part of the cream white coloured dress was a high neck tank top style, then connected was a long royal purple skirt that fell to my knees, with a double ring belt. On top of the expensive outfit, Seri put my hair in a bun and spread some unwanted makeup over my face.
I wasn't all that happy about attending, but it wasn't so bad hanging out with Andy. I was glad he talked to me at all, since I was sure no one would dare give me a second glance.
When the night was finally over, I told Munakata I had a ride back and walked a few blocks over to Homra.
My feet were killing me, and upon walking into the half empty bar, I bent over to take the heels off.
"Ah, welcome! What's a beautiful young lady like you doing here dressed like tha..." Izumo stopped short when I stood straight and he met my eyes.
Placing a hand on my hip I rose a brow and he swallowed,
"Yuri? I'd never imagined you in something so nice." Mikoto suddenly said.
My shoulders slumped and I placed my shoes by Yata's skate board at the door. As I walked in, I wondered where the male was, and just as I went to take a seat on the couch, he walked out of the bathroom.
"Y-Yuri?!" He coughed out, frozen.
I giggled lightly at the blush on his face, "Yup! Munakata invited me to this dumb party so I had to wear this."
"I..." He paused, looking me up and down, "I think you look beautiful."
My eyes widened at his comment and I didn't know what to say.
No one had ever called me beautiful before, except for Rei and even sometimes Izumo.
But I guess it didn't ever matter, I never cared, unless it came from him.