A/N: Because I love you and this brilliant concept Isa. So i decided to expound on the au… a little. Concept creds go to the ever brilliant @tanuki-pyon
This is a continuation to one of my drabbles. Treat it as chap 1. It’s just gonna be more dumb au stuff so… ayt.
Enjoy?
~Shintori Khazumi.
She Likes Blues- PASTEL Blues (2): It’s A Date!
“I’m your roommate.” Akko managed to lamely state.
The girl in front of her stared at her hand a good, long while making Akko grow more and more nervous by the second.
“Um…miss?”
“Oh, apologies. Yes, yes… Um…” Temporarily placing her phone down on a nearby shelf, Akko watched roommate extend a hand which she gladly took. “Diana.” She curtly said.
“A-Akko.”
“Charmed.” Diana said sweetly, taking her hand back. She gave Akko a quick once-over, and the brunette nervously shuffled her socked feet along the carpet.
“Mi-miss D-Diana?”
“Hmm…” The girl tapped her cheek thoughtfully with a manicured index finger, sucking in the side of her cheek before her expression changed into a friendly smile. Clapping her hands together, she asked, “Ever tried pastel pink or a salmon color?”
A/N: Because I love you and this brilliant concept Isa. So i decided to expound on the au… a little. Concept creds go to the ever brilliant @tanuki-pyon
This is a continuation to one of my drabbles. Treat it as chap 1. It’s just gonna be more dumb au stuff so… ayt.
Enjoy?
~Shintori Khazumi.
She Likes Blues- PASTEL Blues (2): It’s A Date!
“I’m your roommate.” Akko managed to lamely state.
The girl in front of her stared at her hand a good, long while making Akko grow more and more nervous by the second.
“Um…miss?”
“Oh, apologies. Yes, yes… Um…” Temporarily placing her phone down on a nearby shelf, Akko watched roommate extend a hand which she gladly took. “Diana.” She curtly said.
“A-Akko.”
“Charmed.” Diana said sweetly, taking her hand back. She gave Akko a quick once-over, and the brunette nervously shuffled her socked feet along the carpet.
“Mi-miss D-Diana?”
“Hmm…” The girl tapped her cheek thoughtfully with a manicured index finger, sucking in the side of her cheek before her expression changed into a friendly smile. Clapping her hands together, she asked, “Ever tried pastel pink or a salmon color?”
Akko stared at her, bewildered.
“What?”
“Clothes. Wearing those colors. Have you ever worn mini-skirts or a sundress? Hmm… Maybe we could find something that would suit you… would Hannah match your size?”
“Um… Miss Diana…?”
“But Barbara might have some nice colors that would match your complexion as well.”
What was… going on?
“You’re ‘all-black’ style looks lovely and all, love-”
‘Love?!’
“But I do believe you could pull off some of the most gorgeous colors, don’t you think so?” Diana asked her, walking forward to lightly pat her cheek. “Okay?”
“…o-okay?” Akko went along with her pace, still not registering what was going on.
“Perfect!” Diana cheered, planting a chaste smooch on Akko’s other cheek before bidding her goodbye with a wave of her fingers. “It’s a date!”
“Date…” Akko repeated blankly, hand touching the place where warm lips had just blessed her. “Date… Date?!” Akko screeched, fingers running up to pull at her hair, trying to prove to her that she wasn’t deliriously dreaming.
[“Oh wow! You just scored a date! Real quick too! Um… congrats, my baby?”]- Her phone sounded from her pocket, and Akko flew inches off the floor in surprise.
“MAMA?!” Had she not hung up?! Wait… did that mean that… her mother had listened in on the entire conversation?! Wait! NO! That couldn’t… this couldn’t… Her heart suddenly picked up speed for a different reason, the organ pounding excruciatingly in her chest. Her mind ran a mile a minute in anxiety and panic.
She wanted to cry, to throw up. Her throat was so dry and painful.
Her mama had heard that. Sure she hadn’t said anything out of the ordinary… had she?
‘Calm down, Akko. Calm down. She might not have thought of it as anything weird. Yeah. Nothing weird. Of course. Except for my very female roommate setting us up on a date.’
Akko took erratic, deep breaths.
‘Oh but that doesn’t mean anything, right? It’s not like you’d normally think it was anything but a friend date unless you know for sure that your kid was… but my mom doesn’t- ’
Wait, but mothers knew these types of things, right? What if she had pieced together Akko’s reaction and figured it all out on her own?
Years of trying to hide it and… but maybe Akko was just that bad at hiding it. And her mom now knew.
Akko hadn’t even told her on her own that she was…
[“Akko-chan? Are you there?”]
No… she… how would she… what would her mom…
“Mama… I’m… I’m sor-”
[“My sweet baby, listen. Listen to Mama for a sec, okay?”]
Akko whimpered, nodding despite her mom not being able to see her.
It was too late. Her mom clearly knew now. Obviously. There was no way she didn’t. She was now going to confront Akko. She was going to tell her, even if it was with a sweet voice, that Akko was in the wrong, and that maybe she’d have to go into that strange therapy session Amanda complained to her about last week. And then she’d say she was disappointed, and that would hurt Akko more than any other thing in the world-
[“Baby, just please be sure to bring her home and introduce her to me during vacation, okay? She sounds like a lovely girl.”]
“…eh?”
[“I love you, my little Akko-chan.”]
Akko felt herself tear up, clutching her phone close in disbelief and incomprehension.
“Mama?” She called out in a hoarse voice, trying to grasp at straws of reality that she suddenly couldn’t fathom.
[“Hai~?”]
Akko sniffed, harshly wiping away her tears on her sweater arm.
“I love you, mama.” She sobbed, trying her best not to outright wail.
[“Mama loves you most.”]
Like a dam, her emotional barrier broke, spilling out in teary mumbles and sobs.
Was it supposed to be this easy? Or was she just so incredibly blessed?
She continued to wail into her phone mic for the next few minutes or so, listening to her mother tell her random stories about geese and laughing at how silly her cries sounded.
She really did adore her mother.
After about fifteen minutes of a breakdown however, a different tune broke through the air. Even her mother noticed it, immediately asking what it was.
“I… don’t know, Ma.” Akko responded, looking around the room to find the source of the grossly cutesy music that certainly didn’t belong to her. “A ringtone?”
And then she spotted it, on the shelf. A glammed-up phone strap, and a case with ears-
“Oh, hell on earth… It’s my roommate’s phone.” Akko accidentally said. She heard her mother belt out a hearty laugh.
[“Well, then I guess you should do what you have to.”] She said.
“Huh? What do you mean? Pick it up?” Akko asked, unsure.
[What?! No! Wait… actually, maybe you should.”] Mrs. Kagari muttered.
“Eeehh?”
[“Hurry! And put it on speaker in case it’s some weirdo!”]
Feeling the urgency in her mother’s tone, Akko felt compelled to pick up, holding the glittery device to her ear, and trying her best not to sound awkward or stupid for her roommate’s sake.
“Hello? Um… the owner of this phone currently-”
[“Oh, is this Akko?”]
“Y-yes! This is indeed, um, Akko… who is… conversing… with you.” She squeaked out. She could hear her mother facepalm on the other line.
[“Oh perfect! Hi! Um, this is Diana. Sorry about inconveniencing you. I was a little foolish and forgot my phone, it seems. Sorry for calling. I was just making sure that I hadn’t actually lost it along the way.”]
“Oh. Oh wow, that’s… that would have been terrible.” Akko responded stiffly. She could just hear her mother’s shame from across the ocean. It wasn’t like she had taught her how to flirt or anything!
[“Yes, indeed it would have.”] She heard Diana’s sweet giggling on the other end, and her heart soared. [“I’m so glad it’s with you, though- in safe hands.”]
Akko was so glad Diana couldn’t see her stupid grin. “Me-me too! I’m… I’m glad too! For you!”
[“You are terrible at this.”] Akko barely heard her mother groan.
“Um… s-so… do you want me to… bring your phone over to where you are or something?” Akko asked, clutching the phone securely in hand.
[“Oh! Oh, dear no. Please don’t feel bothered. I just wanted to check if it was okay. B-but… if it’s not an inconvenience to you…”]
Akko found her bashfulness quite cute. Like everything else about Diana.
[“If you don’t bring the lady her phone, I will disown you.”]
Her mom could be terrible sometimes.
“I’ll… I’ll bring you your phone, no worries. It’s no biggie… um… just tell me where you are and I’ll head on over.” Akko said, grabbing a notepad to take down the address.
[“Really? Oh thank you! Thank you so much! You’re a darling, Akko.” Diana responded cheerily, dictating the directions for Akko to take to get to her. [“Again, you are sucha sweetheart.”]
“No, not at all.” Akko chuckled awkwardly. “Anyone would do this.” She shyly replied.
[“Oh, not at all, sweetie. You’d be surprised.”]
Akko blushed at the pet name, already muting out her mother’s teasing giggles.
[“Tell you what, once you get here, I’ll treat you to lunch. How about that? Oh, and while we’re at it, we could just do our little date! What say you, darling?”]
Akko was reaching the cap of her shyness threshold here. She didn’t know if she could take anymore.
“S-Sure.” She was still afraid to come off as rude to her brand new roommate though. Wanting to make a good impression, she figured she’d accept.
That’s all there was to it.
[“Brilliant! See you soon, love~ Bye.”]
At the dial tone that ended the call, Akko walked over to her bed, grabbed a pillow… and screamed.
[“Send me pics, love you!”]- She heard in the background before her mom hung up as well.
