For the third day in a row, you and Nosaka were out in the town. He followed after excited and adorable you, with a smile marring his features. Just when you thought you'd never see the outside world again, that's when Nosaka took you, things were looking up. The doctors were expecting a perfect recovery for you in about less than a month, if this kept up of course. You saw your therapist regularly, and they were happy to see you were doing so much better.

The nightmares were tamed, you didn't wake up in the middle of the night anymore. You didn't see figures of your parents at the door anymore, you were getting stronger by the day. Everyone knew that Nosaka was the key to your recovery, so they continued to allow him to be around you as often as he wished. Nosaka bought you an ice cream, and got a soda for himself, but he called you over to have a sip, in exchange for some of your ice cream.

He lifted the straw to your lips, and you pulled up some of the sweet drink into your mouth, bouncing in your place at the same time.

"Can we go to the arcade? I haven't played at one in forever." The look in your eyes was too hard to resist, Nosaka pat your head and escorted you inside the child infested arcade. Flashing lights were here and there, kids running past you, cheering at other games and so on. Being as fluffy on the inside as you were, you decided to play at one of the claw machines. You wanted another plush. One day you'd have your own bed room, and it'd be full of all your favourite things, you wanted this plush to be one of them.

You were waiting for a boy to finish at the machine, he seemed to be concentrating pretty hard. You didn't know him, but you felt like you could be a little casual around him, which didn't seem to happen very open. The boy was around your age, he had tan skin, long grey hair that fell over his face and down his back, almost as if he never bothered to brush it. You could barely catch a glimpse at his face, a frown marring his features, dark eyes with red rings around his pupil, you'd never seen anything like it before.

"Wow, you're really good at that." You muttered under your breath, focusing just as hard as this mystery boy beside you. Finally, he managed to grab a teddy bear with the claw, and drop it in the safe area. The little thing fell down to the receiving box at the bottom. He reached down and grabbed the bear, passing you a short glance. You quickly smiled brightly at him.

"[Y/n], don't walk so fast-" Nosaka trailed after you, he must have went off to the throw away the empty soda cup.

"Sorry." You pulled a small pout, but it looked like Nosaka already forgot about it. Both him and the grey haired boy were locking eyes, almost glaring at one another.

"Nosaka Yuuma. . ." The grey haired male grit his teeth, you were suddenly afraid of him and took a step away. Despite his boiling blood, he managed to notice how unsettled you were. With narrowed eyes, he exchanged one last glance with you, then took off. With your brows furrowed, you quickly scurried over to Nosaka's side.

"Who was that?" You asked innocently. The red haired male wrapped an arm around your shoulder and shook his head.

"Don't worry about it, he's not important." Nosaka responded calmly, giving you a reassuring smile. You still looked a little worried, so he brought you closer to the claw machine and slipped in a coin. "Which one do you want? I'll win it for you."

You stared at him for a while, before pointing at the plush that caught your eye. As much as you'd like to play for it yourself, you guessed Nosaka wanted to get it for you instead, maybe it'd mean a little more that way. Easily enough, he managed to get the little plush. Part of  you wanted him to lose at least twice, and end up arguing with the machine, but Nosaka was too cool and collected for something like that. Maybe one day you'd catch him losing his cool.

"Thank you! I'll keep it with the rest." You chirped happily, accepting the toy before placing it in bag. Suddenly, Nosaka made a bold move and kissed the side of your head. Your eyes blinked a few times before your face lit up a bright red. The male only smiled to himself, while you were still trying to find something proper to say.

"I-It's kind of,, hot in here," You muttered, pretending to air out your collar. Nosaka found your nervousness rather amusing, but it was embarrassing on your end. "I-I need some air!" You blurted out, and scampered near outside - almost bumping into someone in the process. "I'm sorry-!" You lifted your head. Didn't seem to be enough, so you looked up higher, he was so much taller than you were. Grey eyes, thin brows, and strangely coloured ash blonde hair, all brushed back except for one lock that fell over his face.

"Nishikage." Nosaka appeared behind you. It seemed you were missing out on so much, did Nosaka know everyone in this area?

"This. . . Isn't-. . ." The other male furrowed his brows, he seemed extremely worried.

"Nishikage, this is [Y/n] [L/n], she's my girlfriend, haven't I told you about her?" As nonchalant as ever, the red haired male spared you a curt wink.

"Y-your what-!?" Your voice was reduced to a whisper, but a loud one at that.

"[Y/n], this is one of my team members, Nishikage Seiya."

You could barely remember the name, Nosaka must have mentioned it before, but you couldn't remember. Just like how Nishikage probably didn't remember your name, or maybe never even heard of it.

"It's, nice to meet you." You bowed your head, tucking some hair behind your eyes. Confused, Nishikage returned the same gesture just a few seconds late.

"Nosaka-san, there's something I need to talk to you about." Nishikage pressed matters further, you were starting to get the hint here, even if Nosaka didn't want you to.

"Nosaka-kun, I'll wait for you outside." You placed your hand on his arm, leaving the arcade room before the male could protest. Both boys watched you off until you were out of sight, on the other side of the automatic doors. Surprisingly annoyed, Nosaka nestled his eyes shut and walked off to the side, followed by his loyal teammate.

"What is it?" The red head leaned his back against the wall, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"There's been some riffs in the team-"

"I thought I asked  you to handle it?"

". . . I think it's better if you take care of it, Nosaka-san."

Nosaka sighed, eyes wandering off.

"In a moment, I'm a little busy."

"One more thing. Who is that girl? Does she not know about the others?"

The end of Nosaka's lips turned up, he almost scoffed.

"She doesn't have to know, a damn thing."