NanaMiya Here I Go Again (Nanashima x Shinomiya)

Dress Seven

Everything was sticky and it was starting to smell super sweet. The sickening smell of strawberry was overwhelming as the poor victim sat frozen with his eyes wide open, mouth gaping like a fish

The next thing that registered was a flash of ginger hair and the swing of a fist, which escalated into a full out brawl.

Shinomiya yelped as he was tugged to Mutsumi's chest to avoid the conflict.

It was all happening too fast and Shinomiya couldn't do anything but helplessly watch Nanashima and Igarashi throw hands with the same first years who tried to trip him.

Tears formed in the boy's eyes as he watched on in horror and sadness. They slid down his cheeks and he hid his face in Mutsumi's chest, forgetting about all the strawberry milk.

Teachers came over and broke up the fight and pretty much dragged the four involved in the fight and then Shinomiya to the office.

Shinomiya sat in the seat very uncomfortable as he was sticky and he couldn't handle the sweetness anymore.

Nanashima was next to him with a pissed off expression as Igarashi looked calm and collected, though his eyes were fiery. I love Iga, I always imagined him as a ride or die friend XD

The two first years sat on the other side of the room looking absolutely beat up. The principal was scolding all of them, including Shinomiya.

But the thing that set the boy off was his response to Nanashima's question.

"Why are you yelling at Shinomiya? He didn't do anything and these jerks come over just to mess with him?!"

The principal calmly leaned against the desk, "well, if he weren't doing this... thing... in his free time that would cause such a ruckus within the school this wouldn't have happened."

"What the fu-"

Shinomiya stood up abruptly, "s-so you're saying I-I should give u-up what I like t-to do because a c-couple of problematic t-teens can't help but b-be bullies when th-they see me in a d-dress?? Th-They didn't s-seem to c-care about the i-implication of Nana a-and I! So wh-what is it?!" He turned to the two boys and glared them down, "a-are you mad because I-I look better i-in dresses than y-your nonexistent girlfriends?"

Nanashima actually whistled and laughed at the embarrassed looks coming from the boys, and Igarashi stifled his own laughter.

The principal sighed, "I'm sure you do, but please sit down. I'm willing to look past this incident if you're willing to not be public about your hobby."

Shinomiya pursed his lips and Nanashima was about to speak out but Shinomiya only nodded, end of discussion.

On their way out of the office, Nana and Iga helped Shinomiya clean up in the locker room, Iga lending Shinomiya his track suit because Nana had gym that day.

"Are you sure about this...?"

Shinomiya looked at him, "d-don't worry. I'm n-not giving up that e-easily." A small grin formed on his lips.