Can love be green? (Yonji x Reader)

The questioning

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Here is a little helper:
✏︎(y/n)=your name
✏︎(l/n)=your last name
✏︎(h/l)=hair length
✏︎(h/c)=hair color
✏︎(e/c)=eye color
✏︎(b/n)=brother name
✏︎(f/n)=first sister name
✏︎(s/n)=second sister name

The words in italics represent thoughts.
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⚠️Warning⚠️
⋆This part contains an angry Niji. Man, woman, child, cats, rats and any other living creature shall be careful around an angry Niji.⋆
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Your fingers going through your wet hair, in harmony with the water falling on your body and going down your skin, tickling you, soothingly. Eyes closed, you let your hands passed on your body, spreading soap everywhere, rubbing there and there.

Once all cleaned you closed the water and opened the door slowly, letting a dissatisfied growl escaped form your lips, the difference of air hitting you hard. You rolled yourself in a warm towel.

Once prepared to face the day, you simply requested a croissant to a maid, which you ate on your way to the training site, your old suit on, not really at ease in the Raid Suit, kissing your forms a bit too much.  You knew you were certainly going to get reprimanded to not have attend the breakfast, once again, but who cared? Not you.

You were a lot of things but not soft on the soldiers: it wouldn't be a surprise they think of you as a demon. Always pushing them to the edge of exhaustion, didn't care of them being hurt or not you kept them training over and over again.

Yelling them orders for the umpteenth times, something catched your eyes : a white cylinder, moving on the side of your face. You turned to see and recognized your Raid Suit's container, being hold by no one else than Yonji.

He smirked annoyingly, taking a tone going with it, "You're not wearing it."

"So what? Are you watching the way I dress now?"

"Don't make my father's temperament more unstable than it already is...I managed to calm him this morning when you didn't showed up for breakfast...again." He grabbed your wrist and forced you to hold the object in your hands. "And you have to get used to it."

"Why that?" He rolled his eyes, like if the answer was the obvious thing on earth. "You represent Germa...in a way..." You muttered to yourself, annoyed by his comment and took the cylinder. "Please, don't underestimate me."

He smirked mockingly, which understandably annoyed you. He was going to walk away, his back facing you, but before he could even do one step away, you grabbed him by his belt, your ring certainly scrubbing the low part of his back. "Wait up Vinsmoke Yonji!" His glare went over his shoulder and met yours. He sighed when you let go off him. "What is it?", he asked, facing you. "I don't-"

BOOM

You jumped, surprised and turned around towards the provenance of the sound under the yells of terror of the soldiers. Dark smoke was occupying a part of the sky. "Where-" He answered your question even before you could finish it. "Niji castle." Your gazes met and without having to say a word you both ran towards the place the event took place.

It was more fear than harm. When you arrived there was no sign of fire and the amount of smoke reduced. So, you went inside and ran to the surroundings where you found the three other siblings. Ichiji and Reiju appeared perfectly calm, as usual, but Niji...He could have been compared to an irritable blueberry: he was yelling at the workers who were running like headless chicken, they didn't had the time to think, they had to act fast if they weren't wishing for death.