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Saku stares at the mirror.
Uh…was that him?
Surely not.
That wasn't him — that was a… fairly masculine girl.
Maybe it was his hair. He had been growing it out for quite some time — just to see how it would look — and whoopdydoo, he looked great. It seems his mother's genetics were just strong over all.
Still. He looked like if Nada was a guy. And was pretty, some how.
Saku sighed, and an odd smile creeped it's way onto his mouth.
… I'm such a creep. he thought to himself, pulling out his phone.
…double down, huh?
I am such a creep. he said as he posed in the mirror, hiding his mouth with his phone.
Click!
Flights from Tokyo to Shannon don't exist. Thus Subaru had to take a flight to London, then a connecting flight to Shannon, then take a taxi. Overall, about 11 hours. So, she was just… extremely tired.
She was also tired because of another thing. 2 things. Well, people.
Inside the already quite cramped Renault Twingo that they got as an Uber, Subaru sat in between, for some reason, of two friends that she'd invited.
See, at first, Subaru thought that maybe she'd be able to go alone. It's been 10 years; surely she'd be able to just go around and about by herself.
Well, it wasn't that. Not mostly, at least. She was just a little weary. She's never been to Europe, let alone Ireland, so she rung up two of her (and Saku's) friends to come along.
…In hindsight, inviting the newly formed couple for a literal honeymoon wasn't probably the best idea. But anyhow.
On her left sat Yamamoto Mika. A tall lass, quite skinny, brown eyes, and quite tall. Black hair in a short bob, wearing a long sleeved black t-shirt with nothing on it and blue denim jeans. She looked outside the window, but still spoke to her partner. Speaking of.
On Subaru's right was Ide Mika. A much shorter girl, tan-ish skin in comparison to Yamamoto, who was a fairer tone. Not too skinny, dark brown slightly messy hair, and black eyes. She wore a blue track suit — she always does for some reason — that had Honda branding on it, and had black track pants. Spoiler; she was a sporty person.
"Y'know, Ireland seems so cozy." Yamamoto started. "Wouldn't you like to move here one day?" she asked. Ide blushed and turned to her, flat faced.
"O-One thing at a time, freak."
"I'll wait for you, sicko." they giggled, Yamamoto giving Subaru a knowing smirk.
They were flirting. And Subaru was just there. As different as these two may be, they can relate on loving to tease poor Subaru. She just wanted to jump out of the taxi and book it for a bar.
But alas, she had a mission to do. Talk to Saku, try and convince him to go home, have a dinner with him, and go home. She had a lot of work hit her palette that she hadn't yet accepted nor denied, with the idea that she'd be home in time but you never know. And you also don't know whether or not your friends will decide to spend a little more time abroad.
"Guys… you're killing me here." she said, leaning her head back.
"Alright, alright. Sorry. It's fun." Yamamoto apologised. Ide rolled her eyes.
"Can't you see how uncomfy she looks? Unbelievable." she said. Yamamoto ignored her and turned back to the window.
"Uhmm…" Subaru awkwardly sounded. "A-Anyway!" she added. The atmosphere between these two could be as non-existent as Mercury or as heavy as Venus. "…er…"
"Pfft, alright Suba, we hear you. Let's see… what do you reckon's on Saku-san's mind?" Ide asked. Subaru thought.
"Hmm… not too sure. Maybe he's not feeling like himself because he's not at home." Subaru wondered. Idea seemed to agree; it was valid. "What do you two think?"
"I think the guy's not feeling like himself 'cuz he doesn't have us to make fun of him." Yamamoto joked, smirking at the other two. They snickered. "He probably just misses us. I can't blame him, little old Rathead's made me miss him too." she added.
"Well," Ide started. "I have a suspicion that maybe… he's had a crisis. Hear me out girls." Ide said. "What if he's had some awakening? Like… what if he saw a really cute guy and now he's sorta gay but he doesn't know if he really is?" she suggested.
"Hmm… that could have happened too." Yamamoto contemplated.
Subaru pondered. What if… Saku had fallen in love? Subaru would be so happy for him, of course, but… part of her didn't want to think about it. Most definitely because she herself was in love with Saku. The idea of Saku getting together with someone else made Subaru feel much more tired than she just was.
But she made a promise to herself. Whatever happens, she'd help Saku through it. If not his friends here, his friends in Subaru, Ide, and Yamamoto.
She looked at them both successively. "But whatever it is, we gotta be supportive. Help him through it and all." she said. They smiled and nodded.
"But of course."
"Yes ma'am!"
Saku stared at the pictures of himself that he took earlier.
…
Yeah no, he enjoyed this far too much. Was this some kink? What a perverted one at that. That was literally himself.
Still, he enjoyed it far too much to not stare at it and think that he looked good.
Double down was redundant now; it was more like decupleing down — or, going 10 times the way into this.
As such, he started sifting through more of Nada's clothes for combinations.
Ooh, this looks pretty…
Subaru ascended the stairs, remembering the time that Saku filmed his first day here. He was being adorable in that video, but somehow Subaru managed to look past him and watch the actual video. From it, she learnt that they keep a spare key underneath the doormat. As she retrieved the key, the Mikas behind her idly stood.
"Brr, it's cold." Yamamoto griped, shivering. Ide rolled her eyes.
"Of course. You want my track suit- ah, never mind." she quickly shot down. Yamamoto nodded.
"Why do you never remove your track suit, Ide?" Subaru asked as she pulled out a whole ring of keys. "…well shit."
"N-No particular reason, I'm just cold all the time. And… ah, and I love Honda." Ide pulled out of her arse. Subaru didn't believe her but she digressed.
"You don't even own a Honda, sicko?" Yamamoto asked. There was a tone of malice in her voice that Subaru registered. Ide sighed.
"My father had a Civic. Happy?" Ide relented. Yamamoto smirked.
"Alright fine, but… you're not always cold, you're not even cold now?" she asked as Subaru groaned. Ide stared daggers at the taller woman, pissed.
"That's because I wear it, freak. Duh." she countered. Yamamoto chuckled.
"Sicko."
"Double freak."
Suddenly the door gave way, opening slowly into the apartment. Subaru raised her arms in the air in success. "Alright, good… Saku?" she called out. No response. No extra shoes either — just a single pair. Saku's. "Pardon our intrusion…"
The gang took their shoes off and entered the house. It was fairly large for a three way apartment between a teacher, a lawyer and a mechanic, but who knows.
"I know which one of these is Saku's room. Follow me." Subaru said, delving into the apartment. To be honest, it wasn't too hard to spot which one he was in; it was the only one with lights coming out from beneath the door. "Bingo."
She placed her hand on the door knob. Ide giggled. "We all say surprise?" she asked. The other two nodded.
She gently opened the door…
"Surprise, Sa…!"
Saku stared back at them in terror, in a long sleeved grey t-shirt and black skirt, wearing some thigh high socks, and even had long hair. Subaru's eyes widened — he was stunning. His cute surprised reaction, his red as can be ears, his… silky smooth hair…? Subaru physically recoiled backwards.
"…told you guys so." Ide remarked.
