Honour

XXIII : Relationship

    "Morning!" You greeted, yawning as you walked (and nearly tripped) down the last stairs that lead to the kitchen. You sleepily made your way to the counter, stealing a box of cereal from Mutsuki and ripping the milk out of Saiko's hand. The two whined in protest and Saiko whacked you behind the head as soon as you were done with it. You didn't even bother with her and decided on eating your breakfast instead.

    "Someone's groggy this morning." Shirazu teased as you glared at him.

    "Do you actually want to get thrown out of a window again?" You muttered, earning a scared expression from the boy while Haise somehow appeared behind the kitchen counter. (Where'd he come from?)

    "Please don't tell me you threw Shirazu out of a window while I was gone." He begged. You waved your hand, muttering something along the lines of 'sike, I nearly did it though'.

    Before Sasaki could question it, Urie descended the stairs and walked into the kitchen, also looking half asleep. Never in your life would you have thought you'd get to see Urie this vulnerable.

    "Morning." You greeted, watching as he approached you and ruffled your hair a bit.

    "Good morning." He answered before settling down at the only stool that wasn't taken, the one next to Shirazu, three seats to your right. The blonde male watched with wide eyes as Urie sat down.

    "You look like you've seen a ghost." You said. "What's wrong?"

    "Just what exactly happened yesterday?" Haise asked. "I thought you were going to confront him, not hypnotize him."

    "What?" You asked, confused. "We worked stuff out." You shrugged before noticing that everyone was giving you and Urie odd looks. "Okay, maybe we figured a lot of stuff out."

    Haise sighed. "I never thought I'd have to do this..." He muttered before looking at you and Urie. "I think it's time you all know how important protection is wh-"

    "WOAH, WOAH!" Shirazu cut off. "Don't go there, Sassan!"

    "But these two-" Your mentor was cut off by Urie.

    "We did nothing of the sorts." He assured. "Besides, as impressive as it is, school's got that part covered pretty well."

    "(Y/N)'s gonna get cooties!" Saiko piped up, making you whack the back of her head lightly.

    "Cooties don't exist." You reminded her. "And we're all clean anyways, remember? It was a test the doctors had to perform before the surgery."

    Tooru shivered at the memory, which almost made you laugh. You probably would have laughed if it weren't for your own traumatizing memories over the matter.

    "I'M EATING OVER HERE!" Ginshi screeched before sighing and getting up from his seat to dump his half eaten toast in the garbage (Saiko wailed at the sight), giving up on breakfast. "You guys are fucking gross!"

    Haise raised his hands in confusion. "You guys need to know that stuff! The doctors don't know if STDs could interfere with your quinx powers! Or if new ones might appear!"

    "I don't wanna know, Sassan!"

    "But you need to!" Sasaki insisted in an innocent tone of voice.

    You simply gazed at Urie while the two were bickering, getting an eyeroll from him. It took you a lot more effort than you would have thought not to laugh.

    "You two look good together though!" Saiko spoke up once you were all seated and waiting for the bell announcing the beginning of classes to ring.

    "It's pretty cliché if you ask me." Shirazu said, still a bit shaken from his conversation with Haise earlier that morning.

    "You just say that because you're jealous that you're not the one who got the love interest." You teased. "Maybe in some other story, Shirazu."

    "You're weird. This is reality, dumb ass." The blonde snapped back.

    "I'm more curious about what'll happen around us because of you two." Mutsuki said, looking somewhere behind you as he spoke.

    "Whadya mean?" You asked while Urie fought back the temptation to smash his head against the table.

    "In case you haven't noticed, Urie's pretty popular here." Tooru explained. "And some of the people that like him are... er... Really intense, from what I've seen in my math class. They're like those people who obsess over celebrities."

    "In a way, we are celebrities, no? We're the world's first quinxes." Shirazu mindlessly said.

    "Not my point." Tooru muttered. "I'm trying to say that if the word gets around, well... You know how teenagers are. Rumours might start to spread."

    "I'm not going through high school with the goal of having an awesome reputation, a thousand friends and attending hundreds of parties each year." You answered. "If they want to attack my 'reputation', it's fine."

    "They just need to know that we won't come to the rescue if they ever get stuck with a ghoul in the future!" Saiko piped up. "No one messes with my ships."

    "I don't see Urie as the PDA type anyways." Shirazu waved off. "No one'll know."

    "Want to bet?" Kuki finally spoke up, making you frown. Urie, no.

    "You wouldn't go all lovey dovey on them even if I payed you to do so." Shirazu challenged, making you groan.

    "Can we not?" You asked, facepalming. There was a pretty good chance Kuki would cut the bullshit there. You just had to hope that-

    "How much?" You heard him ask from beside you.

    "Kuki no-"

    "Ten dollars." Shirazu cut off, slamming the amount of money on the table.

    "Kuki I swear to-"

    "You heard what he said?" Urie whispered, getting incredibly close to your ear. This was Urie in a whole new light and you'd be lying if you said you didn't like it. Maybe you would have liked it more if you weren't in public god damn it. "He says I can't love you in public." Now that just sounds flat out filthy.

    "U-Urie, that's exactly it. We're in public." You said, looking almost everywhere in an attempt to distract yourself from the horrible fact that your face is heating up right now.

    "I'd say otherwise." He leaned down to gently kiss your neck, the contact sending shivers down your spine. "Wouldn't you say so as well?" Where the hell did he learn how to be so seductive?!

    "U-Uh..." You could barely speak. What a cunning fucker. Your cunning fucker, actually.

    Kuki nuzzled your neck before putting his mouth on it once again, nipping at your skin.

    "Alright! Alright! That's enough, stop it! I'm grossed out!" Shirazu exclaimed, flying to your rescue. Thank goodness for Ginshi Shirazu.

    "Aw, but I just got my phone out!" Saiko whined as Tooru turned back towards the gang.

    "Are they done for good?" The green haired male asked, his face noticeably red.

    "Don't underestimate me next time, Shirazu." Kuki said in a confident tone as he took the money on the table, a smug smile on his face. "But I wouldn't mind doing that again."

    He's going to be the death of you.