¤(Y/N)'s P.O.V.¤

"Ah, (Y/N)-chan! Can you go to the market and by me a few things. Here. Take this list. The things I need are written on it." Totsuka chirped happily in front of me, his earring shining from the angle of the light.

"Totsukaaaa." I whined, taking the list.

I read it quickly, rolling my eyes. Things he needed for the soup he was going make for dinner.

"Oh, and (Y/N)?" I looked at him, motioning for him to continue. "Please smile. You know you are beautiful when you smile."

I nodded, taking my coat from the chair and walking out from the bar. Everyone from HOMRA were trying to cheer me and Yata after...

He left...

The traitor...

I clenched a fist, scenes from that day flashing through my mind.

"Yata? Yata, what's wrong?"

"Leave me alone!"

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"What do you mean your leaving?!"

"As you heard it. I'm sick of HOMRA."

"What about me and Yata? What about us?! What... what about me?"

"Idiot." I mumbled under my nose, walking down the street.

After a few minutes I was at the market and I was searching for the things Tatara needed.

"What the hell is this? Something from France. I can't even read it!" I spoke, as I walked between the shelves, searching for this mysterious item-thingy.

After what seemed ages, I found it! But for my perfect luck, I had to fight with a granny so I can get it.

My head hurts....

I bought the things and went outside, my back pressing against the wall.

I sighed, taking out my last cigarette so I could smoke.

What caught my attention was the people who were watching me.

Blues.

"Damn it."

I started walking back, feeling those guys closely behind me.

That was not good.

I took out my phone, dialing Izumo.

"Pick up, pick up, pick up!" I cursed as the beeping noise went on and on.

I went to the more crowded area, trying to loose them there. It was the preparation for the festival and a lot of people are joining this year.

My plus.

I made a sharp turn, hoping that I'll loose them.

The continued walking, which made me calm.

Then a sudden sharp pain in my palm made me hiss.

I looked down and saw my cigarette. I've been holding it since the market! I thought I threw it away.

"So strange to see you here, (Y/N)." That voice made my whole body shake.

He...

Saru...

"Saruhiko..." I breathed out, trying to not look at him.

"What's the matter? Why won't look at me?" He chuckled.

"Right now, everything else looks better than you, traitor." I growled, clenching a fist.

"Such rude words coming from your mouth, (Y/N)!" Fushimi clicked his tongue, taking my face in his palms.

"You know I... we were your friends! We are a family!" I yelled.

In the blink of an eye, I was pushed against the wall harder, my wrists above my head, locked.

"You know, we could be perfect together." Fushimi whispered in my ear, making me blush.

"There is no we here, Saru!"

"We shall see that." He chuckled, kissing me hard on the lips.

So much mixed emotions. I missed...

I missed him.

A tear slipped down my cheek, as I returned his kiss, the unknown sensation filling my body.

"Anything to say now, my lovely one?" He kissed me on the forehead.

"We." I smiled.

Now I knew why I was so smashed when he left. I did care of him, but not in the way everyone else did.

I liked him.

And after so much time, these emotions have not left, which amazes me. They had only locked deep inside me.

I am interested in what HOMRA was going to think though. Oops.

(PART 2 OUT SOME DAY XD)