>>5824149You look at your fish. You loved fish, but for some reason it didn’t appetize you right now. You’ve always liked it grilled, but for some reason it just seemed bland now. You wish you were eating sashimi instead.
“... I’m just a little distracted.” You answer curtly. Change the subject. “Naoki, about that party-”
He exhales in annoyance out of his nose, cutting you off. “I wasn’t planning on inviting any of the girls.”
Yuzuki slams a knife into his wooden hand where it was resting gently on the table. She doesn’t stab it TOO hard, but you sense the air grow cold as he comes as close to shock as he can really get, realizing what she just did. You’re also completely dumbfounded that she just did that. What happened to Yuna’s cute little sister?
“That’s crap. What are you, a sexist?” Yuzuki asks.
Naoki doesn’t answer. His posture remains outwardly calm, but the atmosphere about him becomes test, like a bomb about to explode. You see a familiar reptilian gleam in his eye as he turns to make eye contact with Yuzuki. The look that said ‘I’m an inch away from smashing your skull open’. Yeah, you should head that off.
“I think he was just hoping for a boys night or something, but it's fine if you guys come. Right?” You say, conciliatorily. You wanted the entire class there anyway.
Naoki doesn’t respond to you. His eyes don’t leave Yuzuki’s for a second. “Remove it.” He says, his voice formed from absolute frost. “Now.”
Yuzuki has an evil little grin. “Or what, big guy? You’re going to do something about it? Beat up a little girl like me, right here in this restaurant? You act like you’re so above it all, but you’re too small to do shit about it, aren’t you?”
Holy FUCK.
Naoki’s flesh hand clenches into a fist. He draws in a sharp breath in the split second before he-
Katsuro comes back at that exact moment, slipping on something next to the table. He falls, trying to catch himself on the table edge, but fails, falling onto the floor and accidentally splashing Yuzuki’s tea into her lap while he's at it. She finally withdraws the knife from Naoki’s hand, turning her BACK ON HIM to complain at Katsuro.
Katsuro runs his hand through his hair, laughing it off. “Sorry, sorry! Wasn’t watching where I was going!”
Masami kicks him in the spine while he’s distracted apologizing, knocking him down once more. “Take that! Bastard!”
The entire restaurant was staring at your like you were a bunch of hooligans now. I mean, you were, but still.
Masami is ignorant of the bloodbath that nearly happened, a smug aura about her after dealing Katsuro justice. Yuzuki goes to the bathroom to clean the tea off her clothes. Naoki watches Yuzuki walk away like a hawk, body tense like he has half a mind to run her down and smash her into paste after all, but he slowly turns his attention back to you and Yuna. You and Yuna are probably looking like ghosts right now.
