Feelin' hot

Citrine did not like being insulted at the airport, but he didn't care about that now - Earthlings had no place in his much more advanced gem mind. Komaeda had led him to strange, large building - ROCKET PUNCH MARKET, was what he can barely make out.

He entered glancing around, ever so slightly

"It's a supermarket..." Komaeda stated, looking at Citrine which made the gem jump. "And a pretty big one. So it looks like we won't have to worry about food and supplies, at least for now." Komaeda explained further.

"What do you mean, 'at least for now'?"

"I..." Komaeda paused in confusion. "It's just a figure of speech, Hinata-kun."

"Well, YOU don't even know if any of it is edible!" Citrine snapped, he knew what type of species Earthlings were - a weak species that needed nutrients. "What if it's all tainted?"

Komaeda laughed softly. "You really do suspect everything, don't you, Hinata-kun..." He joked, crossing his arms.

"Can you blame me? Under the circumstances, can you really blame me?" Citrine snapped. I'm stuck on an Island that I can't escape! No transporters, ships, or future vision! I'm stuck!

"Look around you! This 'super-market'..." He paused again gritting his teeth. "It's massive!" Well, for a powerless Earthling like Komaeda. I've seen gems and structures that tower over me. "But there's no one here except us!" He continued, waving his arms around.

"That can't be helped." Nagito admitted. "When you were asleep, Usami told us it's an uninhabited island." Nagito admitted.

"That's not my point!" Citrine snapped. "I mean..." I'm in a crowd of idiots.

Citrine felt a set of eyes piercing into him. Like gem taser (the weaker counter part to a destabilizer), it stung in a weird way.

"Ugh!" Citrine groaned, remembering the stinging sensation of a gem taser.

"...What's wrong?" Komaeda asked, somewhat worried.

"Nothing," Citrine lied. Gem tasers, he hated to admit, were commonplace back in his diamond's court. Typically, his superior Gold Agate would discipline him that way. "It's just..."

He glanced over, noticing a curvy girl with pinkish-skin and dark purple hair looking at them. She had a baby blue shirt, a pink blouse, and weird socks that went up to her thighs. She wore a white apron.

She blushed awkwardly at Komaeda. "..."

Citrine walked towards the girl, Komaeda following behind him.

"U..." She stuttered. "Um..." She looked at Ctrine. "E..." She tried to smile. "Excuse me..." She mumbled. "Um..." Her smile turned to an unhappy frown. "Y..." Tears formed in her eyes. "You see..."

Silence.

"I..." She started to cried, covering her mouth. "I'm sorry!

"That's no good, Hinata-kun." Komaeda scolded. "You shouldn't make girls cry like that!"

Truth be told, Citrine hated making people (gems or any other species) cry. It gave a horrible feeling in Citrine's gem.

"...But I didn't do anything!" Citrine admitted. "Or say anything, you dunce!" Citrine also admitted he had a sharp tongue.

"Ah..." The girl slowly stopped crying. "So your name is Hinata-san...?" She pulled her hands from her mouth. "If it's alright with you, I'd like to remember it. Can I?" She asked with an unsure voice.

"O..." Citrine stuttered. "Of course..." Citrine mumbled. She was quite polite for an Earthling. "I don't mind..."

"M..." She stuttered. "My name is Mikan Tsumiki. Um..." Mikan introduced. "I..." She put her hands to her sides. "I'm very pleased to meet you!" She squeaked.

When I was low... You'd raise me up. Raisin', raisin'... me up.
Mikan Tsumiki, Ultimate Health Committee Member
You took me higher! Raisin', raisin'... catch me up, catch me up!

"Um..." She looked at the two boys awkwardly. "Um..." Pause. "Um..." Pause. "Um..."

She sniffled, whipping away her tears. "It's too much..." She cried. "My nerves..." She shook. "My mind's going completely blank..."

Citrine looked at her. Was she for real?

"...I thought ahead of 5000 ways this conversation could proceed, but I can't remember any!" She cried, putting her face in her hands.

"In that case, take your time and try to remember them." Komaeda told her calmly. "We'll be waiting here. Don't worry about our time. We can wait as long as you need."

"Hawa..." She sat down, tears in her eyes. "Hawawa!"

"Isn't that just putting more pressure on her?" Citrine asked. "I..." He paused. Why did he care? "I Don't think I'd get anywhere by asking her, so I guess I'll just hear it from you.
Who is this?" The gem asked his taller companion.

"Mikan Tsumiki-san? She's the 'Ultimate Health Committee Member'." Komaeda answered. "If you're hurt, she's the one you want at your side..." He paused. "So you'd better be nice to her! It might just save your life."

Citrine gave an unsure look. Was she... was she a healer?

"Just think..." Komaeda gave Citrine. "Even a little cut could slowly get more and more infected, until you die..." He gave a sarcastic smile, that Citrine didn't catch. "All because you offended Tsumiki-san."

"Don't say that with such a big smile on your face..." Citrine groaned.

"Heh heh..." Mikan softly laughed. "Hehhehhehheh...!" She giggled, rubbing her red eyes.

Citrine glanced at her.

"Ah! I..." She squeaked in fear. "I'm sorry! I laughed without asking for permission! I..." She stuttered, opening her eyes. "I couldn't help it. It's been such a long time since I made new friends, and I was so happy..." She states standing up.

Citrine glanced at her again. "Friends...?" He whispered softly.

"Oh, but you never said you agreed to be my friends! I'm sorry for saying something so impudent! I'll do anything you say..." She shrieks. "So, please don't hate me...!"

"...That's no good, Hinata-kun." Komaeda chastised. "You shouldn't make girls cry like that!"

"But I..." Citrine gasped. "I give up."

"I'm sorry..." She crosses her arms. "I'm sorry!"

Citrine shrugged, walking away from the two to other parts of the market. He made soft clinking noises as he walked.

He glanced down an aisle, noticing... an strange girl with long dark blue hair with pink, blue, and white highlights. She had horns. She wore a white blouse with a pink ribbon and a black skirt with ripped cloth going up to her thighs.

She placed her hand on her forehead looking on the shelves. "Looking looking looking ♪ Looking over here ♪ Looking looking –" She sang, then paused to glance over at Citrine.

"-Look! It's - hey!" She stated loudly, she paused to think. "I don't know you!"

"Um..." Citrine chirped awkwardly, walking forward to give time to think. "Hi. My name is Hinata Hajime, and –"

"Huh!? What was that!?" She cut him off, walking towards him. "Where's the energy, huh!? Are you still asleep!?" She chastised, jokingly.

"I'm-" Citrine stood still.

"That's not an introduction!" She joked. "THIS is an introduction! You ready?! Let's go!"

She breathed in.

"'Ibu' from Mioda Ibuki! 'Ki' from Mioda Ibuki! 'Mio' from Mioda Ibuki! 'Da' from Ibuki Mioda! That's me - Mioda Ibuki!" Mioda stated excitedly.

Get Funky, Get Funky, (Hit it!)
Mioda Ibuki, Ultimate Light Music Club Member
GET DOWN (Hue Hue Hue~)!

She posed ever so dramatically. "Introduction: o-ver! This supermarket is something else, huh?!"

Citrine looked at her awkwardly. "Um, I guess."

"They have hamburgers and ramen and chilli beans and sausages and pasta..." She listed off, tilting her head. "Even melons!"

Citrine glanced at her strangely.

"That's food that can satisfy Americans and Chinese and Mexicans and Germans and Italians..." She listed again, almost singing. "Even Yubari residents!

(A/N: The city of Yubari is famous for their melons.)

"Huh." What... what were those things?

"Uwah! This is so exciting! Such a huge assortment of products is just so exciting!" She chirped. "But being excited makes me so hungry! I don't even get my own body..." She looked at Citrine with a frown, gripping her pale arms. "Why must Ibuki get hungry when she's excited, huh!?"

Citrine looked at her strangely. "I... I don't know." He was so confused.

"Kyahaha," Mioda laughed. "The human body's mysterious, huh?!"

"Oh there you are-" Komaeda said, walking down the isle Citrine and Mioda were in. "Um..." He mumbled, noticing Citrine's utter confusion of the punk girl.

"This slightly overwhelming person is our 'Ultimate Light Music Club Member'..."

"...With a title that ridiculous, I assumed it'd fit her." Citrine whispered sarcastically.

"She comes from a girls-only high school, where she played guitar for a super-popular girl band." Komaeda explained. "I heard that their hit single, 'After-school Poyoyon Hour' sold a million copies."

Pause.

"A super-popular girl band..." Komaeda stated. "Light music club..."

Pause.

"...I think you've seen about that before... somewhere." Komaeda joked.

"No."

Komaeda shrugged, "I also heard she left the band over creative differences. She's now pursuing a solo career."

Citrine blinked. "...Creative differences?"

"Are you intrigued?!" Mioda asked, leaning to them.

"Whoa!" Citrine squeaked. "Did you hear us?!"

"I'm a musician, after all!" Mioda smiled. "Just like Schubert and Bach and Edison and Van Gogh and Pele and Senna..." Mioda listed again. "...A gifted musician!

"You're saying you've got sensitive ears." Citrine blankly stated.

Komaeda rubbed his head. "But..." He paused. "...Two thirds of those people aren't musicians."

"Details, details!" Mioda responded gleefully.

💎

Citrine nearly dashed over to the area next to the supermarket - it was gated off by a fence.

But he could tell Earthlings were there.

He pushed through, opening the gate with ease.

"Wow..." He glanced at the main building of the area - HOTEL MIRAI, it stated on a pristine white building. "This is a pretty fancy looking 'ho-tel'!"

"'Hotel Mirai'..." Komaeda read. "Looks like they used a Japanese word to name their hotel." He sighed.

"When I heard we'd have to live here, I was afraid we'd be camping out, abandoning the comforts of modern life... " Komaeda admitted. "...But I guess we get to stay in the future after all! Heh..." He snorted. "Get it? 'Cause "Mirai" means –"

"How can you make jokes at a time like this?! We've been brought to a strange place, under suspicious circumstances...!" Citrine snapped. "How can I just..." He trailed of How I can I just accept being here on Earth? "Accept this?! How dare you-" He stammered for a second. "You look like you're actually enjoying this!"

Komaeda gave him a confused look at the slim gem. "...In any case, it looks like this hotel will be our base. Don't you think we should take a look around?"

Citrine shook his head walking off, dragging Nagito with him.

He glanced down at the large body of water, in front of hotel. Citrine gulped.

I wonder, if anything fell, they'd be screwed.

"Hrmmm...?" A masculine voice hummed, and Citrine glanced over at the Earthling voice.

The male easily towered over Citrine and Nagito - at least the size of a fully developed jasper.

The male had spiked black-blue hair, a blue jacket with a white stripe and blue sweats. He was quite muscular, even surpassing some quartz gems.

"I don't think you've asked for my name yet..." He crossed his arms. "My name's Nekomaru Nidai." He posed quite dramatically, startling Citrine.

"The legendary 'Ultimate Coach', NEKOMARU NIDAIIIIII!!" He yelled, very loudly.

Citrine stiffened, very uncomfortably.

C'mon, Work that Sucker to death!
Nekomaru Nidai, Ultimate Coach
C'mon now, Work that Sucker to death

"U..." He stumbled over his words. "Um, nice to meet you. I'm..." He gulped, still in shock. "Hinata Hajime." He mumbled.

"SPEAK UP, BOY! PUT YOUR BELLY INTO IT! AGAIN!" Nekomaru encouraged.

Well, it definitely gave Citrine a minor freak out.

"U..." He blushed. "Um, Hinata Hajime!"

"GAAAAAAH! YOU CAN DO BETTER! ONE MORE TIME! GIVE IT ALL YOU GOT! LET'S HEAR IT!"

"I'm Hinata Hajime!" Citrine yelled back, very stiff and quite scared. "I'm please to meet you!"

"MY NAME IS NEKOMARU NIDAIIIIII! A NAME YOU WON'T FORGET! EVEN WHEN YOU'RE IN HELL!" The buff male yelled again, gosh, how much air did you need to yell that? "'ULTIMATE COACH' NEKOMARU NIDAI! THAT'S! MY! NAAAAAAAME!!"

"I..." Citrine squeezed his eyes shut. "I get it! You don't have to repeat it over and over!"

"GAHAHAHA!" Nekomaru laughed. "DULY NOTED!"

"Nekomaru Nidai's the 'Ultimate Coach'."

"A..." Citrine over his words. "Coach? That's it? That's all he is?" Citrine repeated. He's... just a teacher?

"I mean..." He rephrased it. "I know it's his title and everything, but still..." He paused. "Just a coach?!"

"Of course he's not 'just a coach'!" Komaeda said with a twinge of excitement. "He's a 'Ultimate Coach'. He's been moving from school to school, coaching their various sports teams. For example, there was that group of delinquents he trained into a rugby team that won the national inter-school cup..." He paused to think.

"Then there was that baseball team he took from the brink of collapse all the way to the big leagues..." He smiled. "There's a rumor that a famous Japanese pitcher now playing for an American Major League team came to him for training."

"GAHAHAHA!" Nekomaru gave a hearty laugh.

But, with that body of his, shouldn't he be a fighter instead of just a coach?

Delicately walking Citrine noticed how empty it was... well, the lot. Compared to the court he was from, everything was just so... loose. Why didn't that weird thing round everyone together?

Whatever.

He made a small glance towards a petite, Earthling male in a black suite with short, choppy blond hair.

Komaeda noticed this, and grasped Citrine upper arm.

"Be..." He paused. "Be careful around him. He's not..."

This didn't stop Citrine. This Earthling seemed no different than the others.

"...Hey, dumbshits." The blond snapped as Citrine walked near. "You have any idea who I am? Guess not..." He paused. "Since you're still here."

"Uh oh. Maybe I should just back away." Citrine respond sarcastically.

"What's up with that?" The small boy snapped, pulling down on Citrine's shirt. "You got a problem with me?!"

Citrine glared harshly. "You're gonna regret that." He said threateningly.

"...C-Calm down, Kuzuryuu-kun, Hinata-kun." Komaeda said calmly, gently pushing the small boy of the gem. "We just came here to introduce ourselves." Nagito said softly.

"Introductions?" He repeated.

"Don't you remember?" Komaeda asked. "This guy hasn't introduced himself yet." Komaeda spoke calmly, avoiding a confrontation.

"Feh." The boy smirked.

Silence.

"I'm Kuzuryuu Fuyuhiko..." The short blond boy introduced. "But make no mistake. We will not be friends."

I believe in my future, farewell to the shadow, It was my place to live, but now I need your hand.
Kuzuryuu Fuyuhiko, Ultimate Yakuza Heir
Lead me out with your light, I have breathed in the disgusting air of darkness, but I never lose out.

His baby face is strangely kinda cute, Citrine noted. But he has an abysmal attitude, even for an Earthling.

"Kuzuryuu-kun is..." Komaeda sighed. "The teenage successor of the Kuzuryuu family..."

"Wait..." Citrine paused. "You don't mean..." Successor? Oh my stars no no no no... "That Kuzuryuu family...?!" He hid his fear with another lie. What was the Kuzuryuu family? He didn't care. In fact... what was a family...?

"Yep. Japan's largest organized crime enterprise. 30,000 strong and growing."

Crime...!

"I was hoping you'd heard of them. It saves us all a lot of..." Komaeda blushed. "Explaining."

"So, yes. Kuzuryuu-kun is the 'Ultimate Yakuza Heir'."

Citrine broke into a cold sweat.

Despite being a puny Earthling, Kuzuryuu was a rank higher than him.

Not a pilot. Or a kindergarder a rank higher than him. No no, he'd get away with that.

Kuzuryuu was a noble! Citrine insulted a noble! Citrine was going to get disciplined. He was going to get tasered, was going to be cracked, he was going to be shattered and-

"A..." He stuttered. "A heir...?" He repeated. From the 'Kuzuryuu family'...? The 'Ultimate Yakuza Heir'...? That's..." He stuttered, holding back tears. "That's..." He felt something warm trickle down his cheek.

"By the way, I heard 'baby face' is a taboo word around him." Komaeda added. "Please be careful." Komaeda firmly told him.

"...You can never have too many fingers, you know."

"And I..." He paused. "I just..." He crossed his arms. "And I was about to...!" He was going to call Kuzuryuu a baby-faced low-cut oh by the diamonds he was almost going to die-

"Komaeda..." He spoke softly, "I owe you my life."

"Ha ha..." Komaeda laughed. Smiling. "You're exaggerating."

"Hey." Kuzuryuu snapped. "You two. If you're done..." He shook his head. "Make like a tree and fuck off, you beach bitches."

"Probably."