(Y/n)'s POV
"Bingo."
"*fake smile* (L/n) (Y/n)-sama?"
"Yes?"
"You're hopeless!"
"Thank you."
"What're you guys talking about?" asked Ryuu.
His hand ruffled my hair as he sat down beside the two of us, earning a good glare from me. I pried his large hand away yet he gave mine a reassuring squeeze before pulling away.
Anesagi watched our casual exchange with a raised eyebrow. I returned her appraising look with one of confusion until realisation clicked in the clockwork of my mind. Ryuu rarely knew how to behave around women.
"Is that discrimination I see?"
"No, I was just wondering how..." she trailed off.
"Ryuu may be awkward sometimes but he's like a giant cuddly bear."
"O-oi, I am not-"
"Gonna deny it."
Sighing, the tall male let a gentle smile slip onto his face. Anesagi gave a discreet nod yet the sternness in her eyes told me that I would be doing extra work to make up for the favour.
She silently left the table. I held Ryuu's hand up and gave myself a high-five, confusing his muddled thoughts even further. His nonchalant expression suddenly turned to one of worry.
I suppressed a gasp as Ryuu lurched up, his chair shrieking as it scratched the floor. He reached for my arm, pulling me behind him as a strange man snapped a shot.
Ryuu's broad shoulders hid the man's face from view. Irritation arose in my chest as he subtly moved to cover my sight. I felt hopeless. That man was clearly here to cause harm, and I didn't want to leave everything up to Ryuu.
"Delete those pictures," Ryuu exclaimed.
"What are you talking about?" asked the man.
"Don't think I didn't notice you taking pictures of her. Delete them."
"I am a journalist, young man. This is my job."
"A journalist? You really think I'd believe that?"
I ducked under Ryuu's arm, grasping the camera and yanking it away from the stubby man. Checking through the photos, I found more than a dozen focused on me and...certain parts of my body.
Taking the memory chip out of the camera, I ruthlessly broke the thing with my boot. The man let out a yell of annoyance, yet could do nothing for Ryuu was holding him back.
"I don't suppose you'd mind if I broke this very expensive camera, do you? I just don't want other innocent girls to fall victim to your heinous actions."
"No! I spent a lot of money-"
"Of course you did. I think I know someone who needs a camera, actually."
"Wait! Please! I won't take any inappropriate pictures again!"
"Security!"
Two men dressed impeccably in black suits apprehended the stubby man as another took the camera from my hands. Ryuu casted a worried glance my way, to which I returned with a reassuring smile.
"Thanks for the help, Ryuu."
"You're...welcome."
"Come on, let's go find the others."
I was suddenly turned around as Ryuu placed his hands on my shoulders to see Gaku-nii kick the guy in the ass while Tenn stood by, rubbing his temples as if he couldn't believe that he was in the same group as him. An eruption of laughter escaped my mouth as I replayed the situation in my mind.
Gaku-nii had to drag me to his car, seeing as how I was still laughing my head off. Ryuu and Tenn trailed behind, watching me as I calmed down and took a deep breath.
"You, (L/n) (Y/n), should be more aware of your surroundings," exclaimed Gaku-nii.
"And you, Yaotome Gaku, need to do the same."
"Stop arguing with me."
"It's called reasoning, not arguing."
"Tch, get in."
I opened the door to the passenger seat, taking in the sweet scent of his air freshener, which I may or may not have forced him to buy. He rolled his eyes upon seeing my expression but I noticed the faintest hint of a smile playing upon his lips.
Tamaki's POV
Buying kind pudding in the late afternoon was refreshing. I brought another spoonful to my mouth, waiting for the traffic lights to change colour as I stopped at the crossing.
Nonchalantly scanning the cars, I unintentionally spotted (Y/n)-chan in a sleek black one. Out of curiosity, I snuck a glance at the driver and only caught a glimpse of silver hair as it drove past.
Who did that remind me of? I swear I had seen that hairstyle before but whose was it? It'd be better to ask her about it later. I made my way back to our dorms, seeing no point in standing here like an idiot.
"Tamaki, what do you say to watching anime with us?" Nagi asked as soon as I entered.
"Hmm? Sure I guess."
"Don't you have homework to do?" Iorin asked.
"I'll just do it tomorrow."
"And that's what you say everyday."
"Oh yeah, I saw (Y/n)-chan just then."
"Really?"
"That sure did catch your attention, didn't it?" Mikki said.
I left his brother to tease him about his love life, meeting Riku's gaze. He soon joined in the teasing as I switched on the TV. It immediately flickered on, revealing Trigger's concert from this morning.
That was when the realisation dawned on me. That hairstyle...Trigger's Yaotome Gaku. But what was he doing with (Y/n)-chan? I must've just been seeing thing. She wouldn't know a big shot like him. There was no way...
"What are you thinking about?" So-chan asked.
"Nothing."
I couldn't tell him, not without asking her. This just had to be my own imagination playing tricks on me...but I couldn't shake off the feeling of slight suspicion. What are you hiding from us...(Y/n)-chan?
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Charismatic Lie (Iori x reader)
Fanfiction(L/n) (Y/n) is Trigger's assistant manager, and Gaku's younger sister. She has many clashes with her father due to their incompatible personalities, where their anger leads to the both of them thinking they despise each other. She later becomes IDO...
