Rating: PG-13, I think.
Characters: Shinogu, Azusa
Summary: Shinogu runs into Azusa after Hatsumi declares herself as Ryoki's girlfriend.
Spoliers: Takes place during the events of Volume 8.
Disclaimer: As usual, Hot Gimmick doesn't belong to me. It belongs to Miki Aihara, Viz, and Betsucomi.
Shinogu kept walking.
I’ll just pretend I didn’t hear him.
“Shinogu, stop ignoring me!” Azusa yelled. Shinogu heard his footsteps behind him getting closer and closer.
Shinogu stopped. He’s too damn fast. I won’t be able to lose him.
“What the hell were you trying to pull?” Azusa was panting from trying to catch up with Shinogu. “Where you trying to get away?”
“Of course I was,” Shinogu said. “The day’s been bad enough. I should have known I’d run into you. What do you want?”
“The truth,” Azusa answered. “Remember? We wanted to clear you dad? Find out more? It was your idea.”
Shinogu remembered. He didn’t really want to get into it again. But he was curious, and he wanted to soothe Hatsumi.
“Actually, I’m kind of surprised I ran into you. Don’t you tutor Ryoki on Wednesdays?” Azusa asked.
Shinogu had been praying that wouldn’t come up.
“Let me guess. Mrs. Tachibana finally realized you’re a fraud and fired you,” Azusa joked.
“What?” Shinogu asked. Azusa’s ability to read situations was scary. There was nothing Shinogu could hide from him.
He has no clue how dead on he is sometimes, Shinogu thought.
“Relax, it was a joke,” Azusa laughed. “You take things way too seriously. I mean, if anyone can teach that asshole anything, you could. Um, why are you out here? You look like you’re heading home.”
“I was,” Shinogu said. “I really have some studying to do.”
“It can wait,” Azusa said. “Let’s get coffee. You haven’t eaten today anyways.”
Again, Azusa was right. Shinogu was starving. He followed Azusa until they entered a coffee shop. He sat down while Azusa brought over their coffees.
“Here,” Azusa handed him a pastry. “You’ve got to eat. You’re not going to be much good to anyone if you get sick.”
Shinogu bit into it and sipped his coffee. “So what do you want?”
“Well, I hired a new detective,” Azusa said. “He was referred to me by the old one.”
“And?” Shinogu asked.
“And what?” Azusa asked.
“That’s it? That’s the information you have?” Shinogu asked. I could have read 10 pages from my Poly Sci reading in all this time.
“Give me a break,” Azusa answered. “It’s only been a few days. If we’re going to be a team, you’ll have to trust me.”
“I trust you,” Shinogu said.
About as far as I can throw you, he thought.
“So what happened?” Azusa asked. “Ryoki pissed you off?”
“No, not really,” Shinogu said. “It was just…weird.”
“Weird, how?” Azusa asked.
“Mrs. Tachibana tried to set him up with some other girl,” Shinogu admitted. “She had this setup.”
“So, did he bite?” Azusa asked.
“No, Hatsumi wouldn’t let him,” Shinogu said.
“Hatsumi wouldn’t let him,” Azusa mused. “Now that’s funny.”
“No, it’s true,” Shinogu said. “She told off Mrs. Tachibana, told her she was Ryoki’s girlfriend. And then they just both took off…”
Azusa laughed, “I would’ve given anything to see that. You’re so lucky. You had front row seats at the circus.”
Shinogu groaned, “It was terrible. It’s going to be horrible for my family. Damn, I’m so glad I moved out.”
“So what did she look like?” Azusa asked.
“The same, you just saw her at school. Why are you asking me that?” Shinogu was a patient person, but Azusa always tested that.
“I was talking about the other girl, not Hatsumi,” Azusa said. “Wow, she really is all you think about.”
“The other girl?” Shinogu asked.
“Yeah,” Azusa said. “She must have been really beautiful, if she passed Mrs. Tachibana’s test. You know how Mrs. T. is about appearances.”
“I guess,” Shinogu said.
“Details, measurements, anything…” Azusa said.
“She was tall, I think. Dark hair, glasses,” Shinogu said. He was drawing a blank, and couldn’t remember anything else.
“Uptight, prissy?” Azusa asked.
“Yes,” Shinogu said emphatically. “Definitely that.”
“What’s her name?” Azusa asked.
Shinogu couldn’t remember. “I don’t know. Why do you need to know all that?”
Azusa sighed happily, “It’s OK, I’ll find out. Dude, I love those types. Once you get those glasses and clothes off, they’re amazing. All that pent up passion…”
Shinogu stared at Azusa incredulously. “You’re kidding.”
“No,” Azusa answered. “Seriously. I mean, even Mrs. T. isn’t so bad for her age. She just needs someone to loosen her up, muss up that hair-“
Shinogu nearly choked on his pastry. “Azusa, stop, right now. You’re just being scary now.”
I really hope he’s joking, Shinogu thought. I can’t tell sometimes.
Shinogu stood up and looked at his watch. “I’ve got to go. We’ll meet up in a few days. And don’t call me unless you actually have something. I never want to hear about your fetishes ever again.”
A/N: This is probably the longest chapter I've written for this fic. What can I say? I have fun writing Shinogu/Azusa.