~(Y/N)'s P.O.V.~

I breathed out and closed my eyes. It's been a while since my encounter with Fushimi, which -much to my surprise- ended in a very strange, but also perfect way...

I searched through the old pictures of me and Saru when we were students. There were a lot of pictures were I usually smiled or made myself look like a clown, while he was always looking... emotionless.

Hmmm... I wonder if he actually meant that kiss...

Or it was a lie?

My screen switched colors, a familiar picture popping up.

"Saru..." I smiled, clicking the green button.

"(Y/N)... Can I speak with you in person... At around 6 P.M.?" That voice... He always made my whole body shiver. But I couldn't describe it... I still can't actually.

"Of course, monkey." I joked.

"Don't call me like that, shortie." I growled at that nickname.

Me and Yata were almost the same lenght. People liked to joke around that we are siblings.

We hated that. We are not short.

I decided that I should wear my favourite white dress. It made my body look gorgeous. I don't know what came into my mind to wear summer boots with a little high heel. It looked nice on the dress.

I ran downstairs, where most of the HOMRA members were. I took a sip from the bottle of water I had in my bag and ran to the door.

"And were are you going, (Y/N)?" Oh oh. Why isn't he sleeping at this time?! Shit!

Kinda forgot to tell the Clan that I had that encounter with Saru... Heheheehe.... Heh... Fuck....

"I-I... I... I. Am. Going. To. Skate!" I picked up Yata's skateboard and smiled awkwardly.

"With that dress?" Kamamoto pointed out. Touche.

"Yyyeaah..." I laughed awkwardly.

"Where are you going, (Y/N)?" Mikoto stood up, walking towards me.

I gulped, taking a step backwards, leaving the skateboard aside.

It's so hard to lie everyone, especially Yata, ESPECIALLY Mikoto.

"For fuck sake. Okay! I'm going on a meeting with a few old friends." I said, closing my eyes.

"How come I don't know anything about that?" Yata whined.

"Oh come on, shortie. It's like you have to know... Ah, never mind, I'm going." I waved the chestnut haired boy, walked past Mikoto and ran away from the bar.

''''''''''

I sighed, walking towards the meeting place.

"I'm going to be so screwed if someone from HOMRA finds out that I'm here." I mumbled, checking my phone once more.

The truth is that I'm not intending to tell them the truth right now. Not until I find out what are my feelings towards Saru. And not until I find a way to tell Misaki first.

My feelings towards Saru...

I'm not sure. I'm so confused. Saruhiko... He can be an emotionless bastard... But they way he acted...

"Ah?!" I yelped, my vision blacking out.

"Guess who it is!" What was he doing?!

"Saru... Are you on drugs?"

"Nope."

"Good to know."

He chuckled, pushing me towards an unknown direction, with his hands on my eyes.

What was he up to?

"Saruhiko... If someone from HOMRA sees me, I swear that before I die, I'll hunt you down."

"I'm so scared..." He said in boredom. If only I could roll my eyes...

"Where are we going by the way?" I asked, trying to keep my balance.

"It's a surprise." Did he just said what I heard him say?

"You're weird." I giggled.

"Yeah. But you like me. So shut up." That's when I felt a pair of soft lips brushing against mine.

I was probably red as a tomato, because I felt my cheeks burning.

"Tsch." Saruhiko sighed, making me gulp. What did he see?

Something bad? What if it was someone from HOMRA? What if it was Misaki?!

"What's going on?!" I panicked.

"Nothing to worry about, (Y/N)..." Saru said in his usual bored tone.

Talking about change in the emotions.

"Now you can watch." Saru took his hands away, making me gasp.
"No way!" I smiled, tears filling my eyes.

It was our secret hide out. When we joked around with Yata after school, Saru and I usually hid here.

It is in the deepest part of the park, where people usually were too lazy to go.

"You said something about talking in person. What is it that you want to talk about?" I raised an eyebrow.

"It was about us. And the kiss... What do you actually think about us?" He asked me.

I closed my eyes, taking a few deep breaths.

"It's hard to explain. I couldn't imagine us. I mean, it's awesome. I..." Curse my stuttering. Damn it!
"You?" That's when my heart was about to break. I saw pain I those beautiful eyes. He was hurt... He fears that I may push him away!

So, I did what I really wanted to.

I kissed him. He was taken back for a few seconds, but then reacted, kissing me back.

I pulled away, my forehead resting on his.

"We?" He asked, his voice full of hope.

"We."

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Neutral P.O.V.

Fushimi walked towards the black colored bench, sitting on it.

"If you dare make her cry, I'm going to make sure that my vanguard will deal with you personally."

Fushimi chuckled, fixing his black framed glasses.

"Do not worry, Suoh. I'm not intending on making her cry." The King chuckled at those words, breathing out the smoke from his cigarette.

"I hope so. Because everyone in HOMRA treat each other as an equal, as a sibling. You hurt her, we hurt you." Mikoto said, closing his eyes.

"Tsch, whatever." Saruhiko rolled his eyes, walking away.

He did not wish on having contact with the others. He cared only for one person. And that person was (Y/N).