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“You seem very happy today, Miss L/n.. Have you finally gotten a boyfriend?”
One of the servants coos as she does your hair.
“Yes, do tell us! You haven’t been home in almost two weeks!”
Another adds, getting her small backpack ready with some food.
“Ladies, please! You two are gonna make her feel uncomfortable. She’ll tell us what’s going on, just give her chance.”
Masuyo says as she tends to Pochi, a large German Shepherd dog who’s getting his hair brushed. The two woman, the one doing your hair was Honoka and the other one packing snacks was Asuka, whine like little girls in reply. You’ve known these three woman ever since you’ve been adopted, and they’ve been very kind to you. Them nagging you about having a boyfriend didn’t make you uncomfortable in the slightest, though it did cause you to blush a little from embarrassment.
“It’s okay Masuyo.. No, he isn’t my boyfriend. We’re just friends, that’s all. Today we’re going to the movies, and then getting food afterwards. That or just walking around, I think.”
The older woman doing your hair puckered her lips.
“Sounds like a date to me..”
You huff.
“Well, it’s not. So get that idea out of your heads.”
They carry on, completely ignoring your words.
“Don’t it? No need to lie, Miss L/n. We’re practically all your mothers.”
“Mhm, she’s not wrong. What a shame. Thought you’d be more honest with, considering we’ve been wiping my butt since you were a toddler.”
You tense a little at the motherly glares both Asuka and Honoka gave you, though all you did was narrow your eyes, looking at them with the same glare.
“And this is how you treat your kid, huh? My mom’s gilt trip me for reason? I told you,”
Brown arms cross over an average chest, e/c eyes falling closed.
“It isn’t a date… I’m sure Miyamura is just being nice. There are plenty of pretty girls out there for him to date.. I’m not his type, and he’d prefer someone with better skin.. And eyes.. And someone who isn’t burned and scarred up.”
The sudden downgrade caused the room to fall quiet, the silence was so loud considering how heavy the weight of those words were. Masuyo had finished brushing Pochi’s hair, the dog hurrying over to his beloved owner to nuzzle his nose into her, letting out little crying noises to get as much attention from her as possible. You gave in, as you usually did, gently running your hands over his head and behind his ears, his tail wagging happily.
“Stop doing that Miss L/n, you know that isn’t true. Burns or scars, this Miyamura boy would be the happiest he’s ever been to be with someone as sweet and beautiful as you.”
She soon stands to her feet, walking over to the group.
“Mhm, she’s right. Do you know how lovely you are, Miss L/n? You’re quite a catch.”
Asuka hums as she walks over to place your little back pack on your desk, she goes to kneel while gently taking a hold of your hand while gazing up at you. Honoka runs her hands through your curls, they were so healthy and smelled amazing.
“And if eh isn’t the one, then it’s his lost. Another boy will come along and sweep you off your feet, then you’ll leave all your mommies.. Oh, I don’t want you to go. Please say you’ll always visit and call us.”
A little smile fell on your lips, even though the sadness haven’t fully left.
“But.. Don’t try to leave us so soon, okay? You’re still very young, no need to rush.”
Masuyo adds while gently wrapping her arms around your shoulders, the hugs followed by the rest of the maids, who showed that they loved you so dearly and saw past a servant/master relationship.
“Of course.. Always.”
The hug lasted a few moments, never really breaking until one of them repeated his name.
“So.. Miyamura, huh? y/n Miyamura, Miyamura Y/n.. Sounds pretty.”
One pulls away, as did the other.
“What? They aren’t getting married. Hush.”
“Well, how do you know? He did let her, a complete stranger, stay at his house for 2 weeks.“
One smacks another shoulder.
“Stop it. She was hurt, he was being nice. We know that he’s a gentleman and his mother is very kind.”
“Mother-in-law, is very kind, you mean.”
“No, I meant what I said.”
The three began to bicker between one another, acting like 3 different types of mothers. Y/n just lets them be as she slowly gets up from her chair and grabs her things, petting her dog one last time before slipping out the room. Where you and Miyamura planned to meet wasn’t far at all, most entertainment or food areas are near where you live luckily, so you’d mostly be waiting on him to show up. You sat outside the movie theater on a bench near the double glass doors, your gazed lowered to your lap as you played ‘God of War 3’ on your PSP.
..Man, those three can be a lot.. But I love them though..
Thinking back on the three servants made you smile, they were your biggest cheerleaders whenever you felt down, especially Pochi. He’d also try his best to lighten your mood when you weren’t doing the best, sort of like an emotional service dog in a way. Your parents were never home or didn’t bother to say much to you, but they bought you everything you wanted and gave you bunch of money, that never made you happy. You just wanted to spend time with them and create memories, but that was mostly forced on the maids.
It was nice, just wasn’t the same.
Y/n tried not to let this bother her so much as she’s lucky she even had them to share her life with, the substitution is far better than being alone. Then your mind shifted to Miyamura, how he’s been treating you so nicely and how to two of you’ve been hanging out so much lately. It’s only been 2 days after leaving his place, but within that short span you both text and hang out most of the time if available. This would be the first time you’d both would be out in public like this, which makes you very nerves.
This is a casual outing and her clothing wasn’t anything special, just a fitting f/c long sleeve shirt, baggy faded blue denim jeans, f/c belt, and sneakers to go with your aesthetic. There were a few accessories around your wrists and neck, and you were wearing your hair out that slightly passed your shoulders. It was unlike you to do any sort of makeup due to your laziness rooted by depression, but you did some minimal stuff like clear lipgloss, naturally looking eyebrows, and mascara on your curled lashes. You just hoped that you looked okay and didn’t overdue anything, you tried to make yourself look as casual and minimalist as you possibly could while being stylish.
There was confidence radiating from you despite these thoughts and with the negative words you spoke to your moms, you felt pretty today.
You usually never feel like that.
“Man, he’s taking forever..”
Y/n mutter, it’s been a little over 15 minutes and she was starting to get nervous. Saving your spot in the game and putting it away for now in your bag, you take out your phone in search of his contact info. There was no texts or calls, your brows furrowed at this, looking up to gaze around.
..I hope he’s okay.. Maybe something happened at the bakery and he needed to help his ma?..
Two toned lips fall into a flat line.
..Maybe I should shoot him a text or call to see what’s up? Hm, I don’t want to seem pushy..
A soft sigh left her lips as she closed her eyes, trying to ignore the negative thoughts that thrived to drill their way into her fragile little brain.
There’s a thud besides you, an arm around your shoulder.
“Hey.. Wow, you look so different.”
Your breath is caught in your throat.
Before you even realize it, they drag you into the nearest alleyway and shove you against a brick wall. The impact almost knocks the air out of your lungs, but you don’t let it get to you too much (thankfully, your bag was in your off hand, so the food and your PSP was safe.). Eyes narrowed at the sight of the four of them, looking as condescending and supposedly superior as ever. Fumiko is the first to try and harm you, as she usually does, but this time she only examines you up close.
“Man, you actually managed to make yourself look attractive… Besides those ugly and large features.. Huh? How can you even afford such nice clothing? Hm, probably was thrifted somewhere, yeah?”
Her hands were in her hoodie pockets, she leans over.
“Or maybe you stole them. Your people are known for that, ain’t cha’?”
She whispers before grinning, leaning back to laugh. Turning as if she planned to walk off, before quickly shooting her hand from your pocket to punch Y/n across the face.
Yet, it never happened.
The once cowardly and worthless girl, had stood up for herself. She avoided it, quickly stepping to the side to keep her distance. The bully punched the wall, which earned a few loud curses. The other three were surprised, Y/n isn’t usually one to think for herself, a mindless and spineless dummy for them to toy with.
This was strange.
“Look.. I really don’t have time for this. Waiting on a friend, we got things to do.”
Himari scoffs a laugh.
“You mean that scrawny emo loser kid? Oh my God, she really are pathetic.. But it only makes sense, scum like you will hang around other scum.”
You weren’t phased by any of it.
You stood on business, and would stay standing.
“Fumiko.. I don’t know, she seems different. You may not be able to handle her. Mari, you want to give it a go?”
The dark red headed female snapped her eyes to the leader as the honey blonde smirks, she goes to walk over to Y/n.
“What? I could definitely handle here! She doesn’t even know how to fight, just because she dodged a little punch don’t mean nothin’.”
She scoffs, rubbing her bruised knuckles. Mayu doesn’t reply, her long black hair framing her angled face as she smiles. Hana’s dark brown hair is still up in that same bun, eyes were simple analyzing everything in silence.
“Come on, Mayu! Let me handle her! I’m sure I can—“
The adrenaline was kicking in fast, you dashed forwards instead of waiting and it seemed you caught the taller female off guard, all the while throwing the small backpack over your shoulder. She threw a punch to your shoulder and it made contact, you ignored it, hand shooting out to grip her neck as the other goes for her hair. The young teenager’s eyes shot open in reply, you returned the favor and slammed her head into the brick wall before forcing a few punches to her face.
You can’t always be a coward.
Cowards won’t survive, and you wanted to survive.
For yourself, your dog, your moms, and for Miyamura.
Silence, no one spoke, but they watched in utter shock how you treated Himari so poorly. The girl with a bloodied nose was shoved to the floor, she stumbled and laid there while covering her face.
“You BASTARD!!—”
Fumiko yells as she’s quick to grab at Y/n’s clothes as soon as she throws the other girl to the floor, forcing Y/n back. The Burgundy haired female is hit in her face, yet she doesn’t release your hair or close, which resulted into you putting her in a headlock. Your fierce e/c orbs stare at Mayu with a tense expression, the same went to Hana, who looked away.
“Leave me alone. Your final warning.”
The girl in her arms gasps for air, trying to pry off Y/N’s rock solid grip.
“I really don’t like doing this, so please. Let’s never see each other again. Y’all go your way and I’ll go mind. You understand me.“
She continued to choke Himari, the mixed teen’s eyes now only looking at the leader, who was silent the whole time. She didn’t say anything, but gave a look, one that she knew the leader was aware of. Himari’s face began to slowly turn, she wiggled and tried to get away, but couldn’t. Her eyes began to water as they stared wide at Mayu, choking to call for help. Despite being full of pride and felt she had authority, she stepped down from her high horse.
“Okay, fine. Just let her go.”
Y/n only continued to look.
“I don’t believe you.. Say it again.”
The raven haired female grits her teeth, hands balled into fist.
“I-I said we won’t bother you again! Now let her go!”
Her head tilts ever so slightly at her bully’s words, two toned lips twisted as if in thought, eventually she loosens her grip and shoves the girl towards them. Himari falls to the floor as she begins to caugh, Hana and Fumiko check on the girl while the leader visibly shows anger.
You go to fix your clothes and brush your hands on the back of your pants, which slightly shake from your heart thumping so fast in your chest. You make sure to look at them all, a content and casually expressing, before turning away to leave. You were satisfied with how you handled the situation, honestly surprised at how well it went. Y/n hoped they wouldn’t try anything, she felt she would probably snap if they did.
..Man, I can’t wait to tell Miyamura! Those fighting videos sure did.. Oh, right. Where is he?..
Your brows furrowed at the thought and you began to jog back to the movie theater, hoping he would be there. The young man was looking around, while texting on his phone since his calls weren’t getting through to you. He began to grow anxious that you left due to him being so late, Izumi tried not to think about the bullies getting to you before he could.
“Hey, Miyamura!”
Your voice snapped him back to reality, head jerking your way in relief, his chest loosened at the sight of your smiling face.
“H-hey! Sorry I’m late.. Unless you just got here, too?”
He says while rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.
“Nah, I’ve been here. Just bought some candy real quick. It’s fine. Don’t worry.”
The shorter female says with her shaky hands held firmly behind her back to prevent him from noticing. Pale blue eyes faintly widened at the sight of her, the sudden appearance caused him to feel a nervous. He knew you were a pretty girl, but seeing you dress up for the first time caused his pale face to flush a faint red hue. His eyes glanced around your form, looking to the gloss on your plump, two-toned lips to finally reach your eyes.
“Wow.. You look, uh.. Nice.”
He felt a lot less cool, and moreso like he was out of your league. Something like a loser managing to score a popular and pretty girl. She smiles at him, appreciating his compliment.
“Thank you! You look nice too, like you always do.”
A shy laugh is given, he runs his arm.
“You think so?”
“Mhm, time to go watch that movie, yeah? I brought snacks! Since the theater stuff is sooo damn expensive, gahlee. I looked up the prices in line and they were so high!”
He chuckles while gesturing her to follow him, the two wonder past the doors and waited in line to buy tickets. Izumi couldn’t stop glancing over at Y/n, her natural beauty really was breathtaking. He couldn’t believe that someone like her was being bullied, he made a mental note for them to watch more self defense videos on YouTube. He had no idea that they helped a lot more than he would realize, and Y/n was grateful that he was so consistent about it with her. Him being late was the furthest from her mind, Y/n was ready to enjoy the rest of the day with him and have fun.
Something she wasn’t necessarily use to having.
Upon making it inside, the booths for the tickets weren’t so packed, so grabbing some wouldn’t be an issue. This was all new to you as you’ve never been to one before, your eyes couldn’t help but wonder around, soon falling on a pair of deep brown. Some guy was staring at you, he quickly looks down at his feet in hopes you’d look away. Your brows furrowed in confusion, also looking ahead, feeling a little anxious. He was probably staring because of how different you looked, it disgusted him. Lips pursed into a flat line, you shook it off as you and Izumi grew closer to the ticket booth.
“So we’re still watching that action movie, right?”
You hum, nodding your head.
“Yeah, we are.. Unless you want to watch something else?”
Miyamura smiles.
“Nah, the movie we chose is fine.”
“Okay, sounds good.”
The two of you ordered your tickets and was on your way, until you paused. Near the cash register, there was a display of a fancy cub based off a new movie called ‘Avatar’ one you remember watching when you were in middle school. They finally put out a second part, but Miyamura didn’t seem interested in watching it. You’d always just buy the DvD for it to keep and watch whenever at home, but you had no idea that they sold this stuff at the movies.
“L/n? What is it? What are you staring at?”
He soon followed your gaze.
“Huh, pretty cool cup. That’s the new Avatar movie, right?”
“Mhm..”
The two of you stood there for a moment.
“I’m gonna go buy it. Can you go find us some seats?”
Y/n says as she looks over at him, he had crossed his arms and shook his head
“You sure?..”
A little nod is given, the male purses his lips, eventually giving a little nod.
“Okay, I’ll see you inside then.”
Hey go their separate ways, Y/n stands in line while Izumi goes to find them some good seats to watch the movie. She stands there in line, her hands soon falling to her hips, a small sigh is released.
..All the adrenaline is gone…. man, can’t believe it.. Did I really do that?..
E/c irises fall to one of her hands, which raised to stare at her palm, thinking back on the fight. The hand shifts over to the back of it, revealing red knuckles from the intense punching. She managed to hide it from Izumi, but she knew he’d seen them eventually.
..Hopefully they won’t bother me again..
She glances up when noticing the line move, she does the same in silence, until a voice speaks up.
“Uh, hey..”
Glancing over her shoulder to the voice, it is revealed to be that same guy who was staring at her not too long ago. Her mind had forgotten about him so quickly, but she tensed a little.
“Oh.. Hello..”
The words left your lips softly, both startled and nervous. Your body turns a little to look at him, patiently waiting for a reply.
“That guy you were with.. Are you two dating?”
You were debating if you should say yes and get him off your back, but you decided to have a little fun.
“No, we’re not.. So you’re free to ask him out, I’m not sure if he’s into dudes though. I can give him your number, then you two can start talking if you’d like?”
The young man displayed a surprise expression, seeming a little embarrassed by your assumption, which makes you laugh a little.
“I’m just kidding. Unless you aren’t?”
And he doesn’t reject your proposal, but leans over to put up a hand, and whisper.
“Really? You would do that? Thanks..”
Now you were the one who was surprised, a sheepish smile fell on your lips.
“I gotcha ya, have it already written down or you need me to send it over to him?”
“I-I’ll just put it in your phone, then you can send it..”
He says, you dig into your pocket to do exactly that. It made you wonder if Miyamura is usual hit on by everyone now, seeing as he isn’t an ugly guy. Speaking of such, you felt a hand grab at your own as he stood close besides you.
“L/n, what’s taking so long?.. Who’s this? A friend of yours?...”
You didn’t exact him to be here, but everything seemed to be falling into place.
“No, just a random guy. He asked if we were dating, because he wanted your number.”
Miyamura’s face didn’t change for a moment, and he looks over at the taller male, who shyly smiles in return.
“Huh? Oh, no-no. Sorry, I don’t—oh gosh, I—I’m really sorry, but—“
You watched in amusement at how embarrassed and flustered Izumi was, trying his hardest to be polite at turning down the other male who also tried to reassure him that it was fine. The stammering soon came to a close and you eventually got the 3-D cup and some popcorn you ordered for them to share, still managing to grab two good seats. The two of you were silent, the previews seemed to still be going at the time.
“Why did you come back?”
Y/n said as she set’s the large popcorn in the holding between them.
“You were taking awhile.. Got worried, that’s all.”
A hum, you go to eat on some popcorn.
“Why did you hold my hand?”
Her eyes glanced over, to see his reaction. He didn’t seem to change much, his demeanor still as calm and cool as ever, going to grab and eat his own popcorn.
“I thought he was hitting on you.. Dudes can pushy sometimes, so I kinda wanted to scare him off.”
You were a little disappointed, but reminded yourself that you aren’t his type, like you stated before even getting it.
“Thanks. I appreciate it… But he was clearly there for you, hehe.”
He raises a hand to cover his mouth, looking away for a moment as she spoke, Y/n smiles and looks ahead. His cheeks did flush a little, his mind going back to the feeling of your soft hand within his own. Izuku’s gaze slowly looked back at the young girl beside him, as the theater dimmed, his eyes never left her. He could only wonder to himself, if they would make a good couple. So far, they’ve been interacting so much and it’s been nice, yet he can’t help but think that there was probably someone better out there for her.
So he soon looks away and tries to focus on the movie that was beginning to start.