I haven't seen any Takashi OC fanfic so I thought why not just make one myself so here you go.
I am not good on description!
Ayama was not your average fashionista girl, she was different and that caught the eye of a certain drifter.
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When we finally got to our destination I was shooked to my core. We stepped out of the car and I just got a good look at where we were.
Memories started to surface as I stare at a worn down "restaurant". I turn and look at Takashi with my eyes wide and my mouth slightly agape.
"W-what are we doing here?" I stuttered.
He had a small smile, it was small but genuine nonetheless. "It's where went on our first date.. remember," he responds.
I didn't know what to say, I was so shocked and touched. I would have thought he would have brought me to a club or a drift race.
Before I could even comprehend what was happening he was already standing in front of the place and holding the door open, waiting for me.
When I finally came to my senses I walked towards him then entered the wasted away place that held so many of mine and Takashis memories together.
It looked the same from when we were in high school and it nearly brought tears to my eyes.
We got a table and menus were set in front of us with plastic utensils right next to it.
When we finally chose what to order and told the waiter what we want we just sat in silence not knowing what to say at this very moment.
"Are you happy that we came here?" He asks, breaking the silence.
I look up from my twiddling fingers and give him a small smile, "Yeah, brings back so many memories."
He gives me a big and warm smile that made my heart flutter and my stomach has butterflies in it.
When our food was delivered to our table, we digger in and had small chats here and there just talking about what has happened in our lives and what we plan to do in the future.
It was actually not as bad as I thought it would be and I was literally enjoying myself and starting to warm up to him.
Then all of a sudden we hear the from door open and the jingle o the bell signaling that someone has entered the establishment
I didn't think much of it and continues eating and chatting with Takashi until I heard a familiar giggle followed my other giggles.
I turned to see is was Neela and her friends that were sitting at a table waiting for a waiter to come to them and take their orders.
I was shocked to see her here with her friends because this was a secluded area in a shady part of Japan, no one really comes here often and only a few people know of this place.
It was a shame considering the food was really good and this place should have a chance to stay open but you can see clear as day that it was running down and about to close.
This place was considered sacred to me and a safe place. I turn to look at Takashi but he was looking at Neela with an unreadable expression on his face.
My heart went into my stomach and my head began to spin, I felt like I was about to throw up.
I know I shouldn't have felt this way since we weren't really together and this was a public place so anybody come but somewhere deep inside her was dying and she began to go numb.
I shook my head and cleared my throat, I grabbed his attention and I stared dead in his face with no emotion at all. "Take me home," I said in a monotone.
He looked confused since I was only half done with my meal and he looked like he was about to say something but I didn't care.
I stood up abruptly and walk out of there and stand by his car in front of the passenger side of the car as I heard him come out.
He unlocked the car silently and I got in without another word and the only sound coming from the car radio he took me home
I got out and stormed into my apartment while it was raining which resulted in me getting completely soaked but I didn't care.
I heard him calling my name and shouting for me to stop but I didn't until I got into my room and locked my door.
I took a warm bath then changed into some pajamas, while I played music and laid down by my window just staring at the rain the was pouring down on Japan.
I could hear the dinging of my phone signaling that I was getting text messages and I already knew from who but I chose to ignore.
I could feel myself drift off into endless void of sleep with the constant ringing of my phone in the background.
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