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     The sun peeked through the curtains on an early Sunday morning. The blond male cracked open his eyes, feeling something wrapped around his waist. He didn't think, so he sat up and rubbed his eyes, yawning. He looked down.

"Y/N?! What the hell!? You're human?!"

     He watched the girl sit up and rub her eyes, her cheeks rosy from the night sweating.

'Morning, sir.'
"You're a human?! Ugh... nevermind that shit... lemme grab you some... clothes or... some shit."
'Um, okay. Thank you!'
"Y-yeah."

     The male tossed a shirt, some shorts and a belt to the h/c female. When she was dressed, they left for LeBlanc. Akira was up, so they got some water and curry for breakfast.

"How is it, Y/N?"
'Spicy!'
"Jesus... Akira what the eff?"

     Ryuji looked over, Akira's resting bitch face stronger then ever. Soon, they started talking some more.

"Who's that chick you're with when you play billiards? She's short as hell!"
"Unofficial Phantom theif. She just collects the items we miss."
"Are you her boyfriend, man?"
"Not yet."
'Is Ryuji my boyfriend?'