Revue Starlight Oneshots

Putting Up with the Don (FutaKao)

(Published December 16, 2020)

No One's POV

After a refreshing breakfast made by everyone's Banana, Futaba walks back to their room. She takes a magazine out. For once, she can say that she's relaxing as she turns over another page of the material.

"Futaba-han." Kaoruko had called out to the chilling Futaba. Just like usual, Futaba turns her head to the blue haired. "We need to go somewhere."

"What is it this time Kaoruko? You brought me all the way to Fuuokan last time you said that." Closing the magazine, Futaba sits up looking up at the person who destroyed her momentary peace.

"It's nothing like that today, Futaba-han~" Futaba grimaces at the tone the other girl was using. Nonetheless, Futaba resigns to her fate and jumps off of her bed and brings a jacket over her shoulder.

A few weeks had passed since their performance of Mafia Famiglia: Shadow of Omerté. Kaoruko brought Futaba out, surprisingly. Though she still made demands along the way and let Futaba bring out her motorcycle.

Futaba relented and brought out the motorcycle, handing Kaoruko her helmet. She can't deny herself the curiosity that was brewing inside of her when Kaoruko initiated this. It was usually her that practically drags the blue haired outside.

"Where exactly are we going?" Futaba mounts her motorcycle and puts on the helmet. She opens the helmet cover and turns her head to the side to watch Kaoruko carefully rife the motorcycle.

"I'll guide you along the way. For now, just go straight." Seems like Futaba has to take her guesses, since nothing concrete is even painted out for her imagination.

"I'm not sure about this Kaoruko. Are you sure you got the directions down? I don't want to get lost." That earns Futaba a pinch on her sides.

"How dare you- Ahem! Straight!" She removes her hands from Futaba's sides and grips the shorter girls' shoulders before she points forward.

Another sigh escapes from Futaba before she starts the vehicle's engine with the twist of the handle bar.

Left. Left. Right. Straight. Right.

Futaba still haven't a clue to where they were going. She thought they might have arrived by now since they were using the motorcycle. Getting restless, she asks again.

"Are you really sure with the directions?"

"Of course! We're almost there." Rolling her eyes, Futaba returns her focus on the road.

Kaoruko taps on Futaba's shoulders before she says, "Stop here." Before Futaba could say a word, Kaoruko jumps down, the shorter girl was given the helmet, and the blue haired runs toward the store, it looked like a convenience store but somehow it wasn't giving off that 'instant' feel, while Futaba was still flustered.

Futaba confused at what had just transpired the past three seconds, stood still with the motorcycle until she got an idea about what the other girl was planning and decided to just wait for her there until the blue haired comes back.

The wait didn't last long but it wasn't fairly short either, Kaoruko returns with a fat plastic bag on one hand. When Futaba asked for it, Kaoruko brought it to her back and refused to let Futaba even take a peek. Kaoruko just went behind the shorter girl and mounts the motorcycle again.

"Now for the main event." She mumbles to herself which Futaba heard loud in clear. Which meant that Kaoruko really was planning something.

"Put this back on before you continue." Futaba had a fond smile on her face now, none of that tired sighing when Kaoruko was trting her best with something else other than being a lead role. "Did you absolutely need to buy those things in the bag here? Why didn't you just buy from the one's nearer to the dorm? Also, I'm guessing we're going to a park now right?"

"Just drive Futaba-han. I'll tell you when I show you." Her tone was authorative and repelling so Futaba just shut up and silently started the engine again before Kaoruko might dislocate her shoulder by the force that was gripping it.

"Okay. Where to?"

"Left."

The ride was suffocating. There were no light chatter or any of the gossips Kaoruko would like to tell from her. It was silent. It was the eerie kind of silent, it brought goosebumps on Futaba's arms that she shivered. Kaoruko slightly lessens her grip on Futaba when she felt the shorter girl shiver.

"Here. It's not like the one in Kyoto but it's closely similar to it." Kaoruko gets off the vehicle and stares off into the distance, the sakura tree covered in snow.

Having enough of the atmosphere Kaoruko was giving off, Futaba roughly takes the helmet off of Kaoruko earning herself an accusatory tone but not unwelcome.

"You're not being your usual self Don Salvatore-sama." Futaba shows Kaoruko the usual grin on her face that never fails to make the other girl smile.

"That hurt my ear Futaba-han! And what was that with Don Salvatore. Well I was the perfect fit for the role. The costume mistake was unexpected but it all worked out in the end. But! How did the sizes even get mixed up even? Didn't they question themselves when they were making the costumes that there was something off? Of course they knew about who was playing who right? Then why did they even push through with finishing the whole piece without confirming with us?!" Kaoruko was totally letting off right now. With no other people in sight. This was actually initiated by Futaba calling her Don Salvatore in the first place.

"You really were upset about the lead role taken away from you!" Futaba couldn't hold off her laughter. Futaba did think to herself that Kaoruko was somehow holding back on her complaints when the decision of changing the roles was decided.

"Of course! How could I not? I was already holding the lead role and that, even that, I lost a hold of. Of course I'd be upset with myself. I should've have checked thoroughly when they were making the costumes." Kaoruko was complaining about the what-ifs now and was even clenching her fists.

"Yes, yes. Okay. Stop. The play was brilliant with the mistake of the costume sizes as the push for it. Hoshimi did say it was brilliant to be playing opposites then. Plus the audience absolutely loved your Don Salvatore. Including me of course. No one else could've done an even better Don Salvatore than you do. I personally think you played him better than Tendou did. Don't tell Tendou though." That last comment finally made a giggle leave Kaoruko.

"Thank you Futaba-han."

"No problem."

Futaba put her hands on her hips, looking down the steps and the flow of the river. Though snow covered parts of the area, it did remind her of the usual spot Kaoruko would drag her here and let her buy Kaoruko a bunch of snacks. It was a fond memory.

"Now why did you bring us here Kaoruko?"

"A date." The grin that just takes Futaba's breath away graces Kaoruko's face. That word with the grin makes heat rise up to Futaba's cheeks. "That answers everything Futaba-han~"

"Right, right." Futaba had a baffled smile on her face, she totally was not expecting Kaoruko to bring her out not saying much and then says its a date. It was as if that little tense air earlier was planned. "Okay, you got me."

"Indulge me, Futaba-han." She says as she wraps an arm on the called girls' own arm. The other hand holding the plastic bag of things she bought. An eager smile on her face.

"Sure, on it."

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That was Shun-chan!

A futakao after a while!

The same as the one before, this was meant to be upped yesterday...

As always,

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