Ribbons (Nino X Reader)

Ch 11 - Work

Think five teenagers were ever easy in any category? Well...

Enjoy.

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It was your day off from school. The usual thing goes during these kind of days. It usually doesn't go quick. Pending when you sleep in. Have some late breakfast with the parents, kick back to some manga, catch up on a show, play some video games. Anything your heart desires. 

Then around 10 AM you get a phone call. Not recognizing the number either.

< Hello? >

< Mr (FN) (LN) is it? >

< Yes. Who am I speaking with? >

< Do you know who  I am? > The voice barked.

< No sir. >

< I'm the one they call Father. You got that? >

Your eyes widened. This is Mr. Nakano? What the heck? Why is he calling you? Is it the joke? The knife? This doesn't sound good at all. He sounds incredibly pissed off. < Yes sir. >

< I need to ask you something. >

< What would it be? >

< You have a vehicle. Correct? >

< Correct. I have a moped. >

< I see. You're the one parking in the garage. >

< That's correct sir. >

< You better be safe otherwise I will punish to the maximum. I need a favor. >

< What can I do for you sir? >

< I need one of my daughter's picked up from work. >

< Which one, what time, and what address? >

< Nino, 4 PM, 12 Cherrywood Drive. >

< Yes sir. >

< That's all. We're done here. > Click! Hanging up just as such.

You put the phone in your pocket and are amazed. "Wow. He lives. Though is it because I'm a guy? Geez..." With that one your kick your feet out from the bed and head to the kitchen. 

This time around it is at piece. Your father was enjoying himself with a kettle of coffee at his side while your mother was finishing some fresh fruit and reading a magazine. These types of mornings were slow. They both aren't working today and soaking in the slow pace is a beautiful thing. Soak in the sun and the positive energy.

"Morning." You smiled and took the seat across from your mother. 

"Any plans for today?" She asked.

"I have to pick up one of the girls from work and bring her home."

"Oh? One of the girls in your class with Fuutaro?" Your father asked.

"Yup. Quintuplets. It's hard to get bored. But my grades are still there. I know I have been out and about rather late, but at least my homework is finished and tests are good." 

"Outside that one absence I can't complain." Nodded your mother. "How do you do it? And do you like any of these girls?"

"Well Ma that's the funny apart. They are all different. They look the same appearance wise with similar features, though personality is a thing. There is a shy one, an outgoing on who is great with Raiha, a driven one, one finding herself, and the other... I'm picking her up. Still trying to figure her out. Kind of rather, moody? She's hard and firm."

"Real women can be like that. Look at your mother." Your father looked over.

"A strong woman knows what she wants, knows how to take control when she has to, and can do it herself with allowing others to help once in a while. She bitchy?"

"Can be mean but bitchy sounds harsh."

"Have you made things questionable like your brother?"

"I'm not Alcutta. He was a ladies man. I'm not."

"Well don't you have five identical babes to choose from?"

"MA!"

Your father would choke if he was sipping coffee. He was deeply concerned as well. "Shouldn't a woman be unique?"

"Yes. But he has certain circumstances. Though I've been prepared for when you bring a girl home one day. Couldn't be worse."

"How so?"

"Your brother just brought home hussies."

"Ahhh. Right. Makes so much sense. No pressure right?"

"Correct. Though you know my rules son. W.H.D."

"I know. No whores. No hussies. No drugs."

"Correct."

"Boy oh boy. With a policy like that and Dad's swordsmanship I will get super nervous when that happens. If I ever come home and say 'this is my girlfriend' please don't give me half a heart attack."

"No promises." Your mother just winked on you.

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It's 4 PM as you are in a parking spot in front of the address. It's a restaurant. You have your backpack that only has two pairs of safety glasses in a clear and a dark lens with a backup jacket for the g-force. A few minutes go by you check your phone for the time. It is a little bit past. But you are waiting. Does she even know you're picking her up?

< Hey Nino. You done with work? I'm waiting. >

< What? You're picking me up on that thing? Are you kidding me? >

< Your father called me to do so. I'm just dropping you off right at the apartment. >

Five minutes go by as Nino walked out of the restaurant in her casual clothes. Then over to where you were. You get off the bike and open up your backpack. 

"So he called you and told me to bring me home?" She asked.

"Yes. Didn't say why and he was straight to the point. He sounds intimidating over the phone. That always a thing?"

"Pretty much. So what's going her? I'm really getting on this thing?"

You hand her over the jacket. "It's clean. And you want the clear glasses or the dark?"

"Dark. Clear is just stupid looking. I'll look dorky." She put on the jacket you gave her. It looks really nice on her. The long colorful hair and ribbons going off of the black synthetic leather. Then on with the glasses. "You ready?"

"Are you ready is the question? Just a note I won't be hear you when we're driving down. Hold onto my waist and careful on how shift your weight on the bike."

"Okay..." This was probably the first time she has ever been on something like this. And you didn't even know that she worked. At a restaurant of all places too. She a server? Many questions that you cannot ask at this time. 

You drove from the pickup spot into downtown. The lights seemed to be on your side for the time. You were just beating the heavy part of Sunday traffic. Still too many lights. Though it was a good thing you got the jacket. It was starting to get cold. And not just on the back of a moped with the bitter cold getting to her cheeks. Nino hugged behind you and tried to rest her head on your back.

"Comfy." She sighed and closed her eyes. "I trust you."

You feel a blush because she is so close to you. An amazing hug and warmth from her. You can't help but think of the situation as a whole. Yeah she is harsh, but she is looking out for others. The knife is so you don't get in trouble. The sleep powder was because she figured her sisters were in danger of a guy having bad intentions.  

I love you.

I love you.

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And then, they, well, it's complicated. Haha.

-Rel