Requested by CelestiaAvadonia

His red umbrella is a stark contrast to the grey surroundings. It was times like these when you were thankful of Isana's umbrella.

"You trust people too much Yashiro," she whispered.

"Yeah," he laughs and his sweet smile never dares to leave his perfect face, "I guess I do."

She pouts as she watches a few more girls eye her adorable, silver haired boyfriend. Unconciously, her hold on Isana's hand tightens. She gives the girls a terrifying glare that sends them away.

Isana laughs heartily as he watches the scene, "you're too mean, you know that (Name)-chan?"

"I know that," you say as your hand tightens on Isana's.

Isana sighs, "if you keep that up, nobody is going to like you (Name)-chan."

"I know and I don't care." You look up at him, "as long as you're here, Isana, I don't need anyone else."

"Good."