Who Knew Emerald Was Such A Clingy Colour? (FushimixOC)

Chapter 6

"Well, aren't you going to leave?" He asked.

"What? Of course not. You saved me, I can't trust anyone else but you. I'm going to stick with you 24/7!" She responded with a smile, and seemed pretty determined about it.

"What?!"

24/7! That was all day everyday. And who knew when she would regain her memory, if she would regain her memory.

"I said, I'm going to stay with you because I can't trust anyone else." She repeated.

"What do you mean you don't trust anyone else? The nurse saved you, not me. I just brought you here! Go follow her like a lost puppy, not me!" He knew bringing her home was bad idea. He should have just left her there to die. Then she wouldn't be pestering him.

"Oh, you don't have to be modest about it Saruhiko. I am forever in your debt." She said with a dramatic bow.

"I don't want you to be in my debt. And don't call me that!" Honestly, he didn't. He just wanted her to leave him alone.

"That's your name so that's what I'm going to call you." She stated.

Fushimi clicked his tongue. "Fine, whatever." He didn't want to deal with this right now.

He took off his jacket and his shirt to wipe himself with a towel and proceeded to wear his clean clothes when he heard a yelp from behind him.

"How shameless! There's a lady in the room!" Her face was bright red and she had covered her eyes with her fingers.

Fushimi felt his eyebrow twitch. "Need I remind you, you're in my room." This brat was getting on his last nerve.

"I know that. But still, don't you have the decency to not change in front of a woman?"

"Don't you have the decency to give a man some privacy?" He retorted.

She pouted. "You don't have to be rude." She muttered.

He decided to ignore that comment.

"So anyway, what's your name?" It just occurred to him he didn't know what to call her.

Her face immediately dropped to a frown. " I... l don't remember." But then she smiled again. "Why don't you give me a name?"

That's right, she lost her memory. Wait what?!

He looked at her and saw that she was looking at him expectantly. Fushimi thought for a moment. But he couldn't decide on a name so he decided to address her as she or that girl.

"I don't know." He mumbled and headed off to work. The girl followed of course.

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Fushimi sat down at his computer and decided that his first priority was to get rid of this girl. He tried hacking into the Local Police Department's files for missing cases, unfortunately she wasn't in any of them. This is going to be such a drag.

The girl found an extra chair and pulled it closer to Fushimi to have a seat. Once she was comfortable she addressed him.

"Aren't you going to have breakfast?" She asked.

"I'm not hungry." It was a lie. He wasn't really good at cooking and frankly, was too lazy to fix something up for himself.

"Well, I am. Where's the kitchen?" She asked as she stood up.

Fushimi pointed in the direction of the kitchen and saw her retreating figure. He couldn't help but notice how graceful her movements were.

How come she gets to have breakfast and I don't. He thought and ignored the voice at the back of his mind telling him it was his own fault he was lazy.