"Could you leave me alone for a second?" Iori said exasperated
"I will when you get off your feet and go back to sitting on the couch with your ankle elevated with an ice pack,?' Jun said sounding like a fussy mother,
"I'm just grabbing a reference to work with since I'm not doing anything anyway," Iori said as she flicked through the folder before deciding that it was what she was going to need.
"I can bring you anything you want. Just stay on the couch," he argued sounding exasperated.
Since they came back from the hospital, Jun had been so exasperating that Iori wanted to throw him through the window just to have a moment of peace. He kept fussing over her and even asked if she wanted him to carry her to the shower.
Yupp, that had been a deal-breaker...
It was clear that Jun was worried about her ankle. He apologized about it until she threatened to twist his ankle if he said I'm sorry one more time.
But, this was
The feel of the metallic and heavy object in her palms, the chaos around her, and the shadows of the slowly fading figures blending into the darkening room as the sun slipped further to the other end of the globe. But more importantly, the unmoving figure on the ground with the pool of blood spreading underneath it. 'Ah...That's it, again' she thought ' the moment when I became a monster,' "Iori," someone said beside her and touched her hand, the hand with the gun. Or wasn't it? Iori turned to find Rina watching her with concern. That's right, Rina was there with her back then. She was the one who held her gun-laden hands and stood by her side in the midst of it all. "It's not there anymore," Rina whispered squeezing her hand that wasn't curled around the cold metallic object that was slowly warming to her touch, as if it was blending with her flesh and becoming part of it.... Iori realized that she wasn't back in that apartment
Jun smiled as he closed the door behind Iori's friend. the woman was quite a fun-loving person and he got along with her pretty well. Much to the displeasure of his roommate. she kept mumbling grumpily as they chatted about his books and his fan clubs.As Iori pad mentioned before, her friend was actually one of his biggest fans. he couldn't help but chuckle at the childish act of excitement when he had handed her copies of his signed books. she was almost jumping up and down on the couch like an excited high school girl. who would have thought shut up such a light-hearted woman was this section chief off one of the homicide divisions in the police department."Finally, some peace and quiet," Iori said as she stood up from the couch and tried to clean up the cups and dishes they used as they had coffee with Rina."What do you think you're doing? Get that butt back on the couch right this instant," Jun said bossily but gently pushing Iori back down on the couch.
The next day found Jun still grumpy and Iori in high spirits.Having to go to the dance studio first thing in the morning, they both rushed through breakfast or rather rushed through gulping down their cups of coffee and then headed for the studio.As they got there, her mood had gotten much better while his mood was only getting worse. Jun still had to dance and Iori didn't have to... at least, not until Jun mastered the steps for their dance by dancing with their trainer.Kujou had insisted on taking a look at her foot. after deeming it to be okay, he announced that he still wasn't willing to risk her twisting her foot again while trying to keep up with Jun's hectic pace. so he insisted on teaching Jun his steps at the first half of their training time and then letting him practice them with Iori at the last half.Jun had been all grumpy, but he couldn't come outright and say anything to their trainer. the man could be quite bossy and scary when it came
Jun was seething as the young man that had been flirting with Iori and blushing like a school girl retreated to where Kujou was standing with a grin on his face and openly watching Jun.He had to stop himself from interrupting them for more than twenty minutes, his focus shared between mastering his steps as fast as possible and watching them as they laughed and talked. They looked like they were having fun...When Iori threw her head back and laughed heartily, her deep melodic voice filling the void of the room and her dark locks sliding back exposing her creamy neck, Jun called it an end and excused himself from Kujou announcing that he needed to have a word with his 'girlfriend'.Especially when he saw the young man's eyes follow along her neck and traveling down. He seemed to be in a trance as he watched Iori laugh at something he said.Jun didn't blame the guy. The sight of Iori laughing was a mesmerizing thing of beauty that Jun had wished wou
Iori closed the apartment's door behind her forcefully. Jun turned toward her with a frown but she ignored him as she stepped around him and headed toward the kitchen.Getting out a bottle of ice tea, she poured herself some and drank it in one go auelching her thiers from the hot somer day, but, doing nothing for her anger.After the way Jun acted, she didn't have the chance to talk to him about it as Kujou kept them busy with their dance lesseons. Not wanting to start another argument in public, nor in the car, Iori remained silent as they made their way back home.Now, Jun was standing before her with a frown as he leaned against the kitchen counter."Didn't you say your piece earlier? Why do you keep staring at me?" She challenged annoyed at how Jun seemed to think that he had a right to ba angry about this."You're reacting badly to this. All I said was that you needed to be careful around other guys in case rumors started.""An you thi
There were some things that came easy to Jun. One of those things is befriending people, He had always been the type to have a lot of friends and he could talk to people easily.The second thing was that Jun had no problem with facing the crowds. He could easily take the center of attention, and he handled being on a stage very well.Jun was actually looking forward to their TV show. He wanted to see what would happen then especially since their interviewer was a famous talk show host known for making celebrities squirm in their seats.He was looking forward to the challenge, but Iori wasn't... She's been grumbling about that the whole time they drove to the studio. She even took his car keys from him and insisted on driving. She almost made a fuss about them taking her car instead but Jun couldn't fit in that car and drive comfortably. So she conceded upon the condition that she would be the one driving.Since their dace lessons and the way, Jun acted th
"The two of you are the publics favorite couple, now," Mizuyama said crossing his legs as he sat on the loveseat in front of them, "We all heard about you guys being together after tat booming and viral media coverage, but, what we all want to know, and I think the public would agree with me about that..."He said turning toward the camera and winking."...is how the two of you met..." He finished with a small smile on his face. Jun wanted to smirk at that, the man seriously thought that he could reel him off. Everybody knew that Jun and Iori first met at a signing event where they had a huge argument over their genre.Even some of their fans knew that... Which was probably was why he was baiting them with this question.Iori chuckled beside him, and Jun smiled."Our first meeting had kind of been a clash, didn't it?" Iori said looking at him with a wry smile."Yeah, we ended up fighting over such a silly reason. It's kind of entertaining how the
"The TV show 'Our First Time' revealed some interesting truths about the relationship between the writers Jun Kamikoi and Iori Satou. This famous couple that we all heard about reveals how they ended up together in the show and tells us the details about how their enemies-to-lovers relationship progress. But, more importantly, the talk show's host, Seiji Mizuyama managed to make them reveal some interesting facts about their childhood traumas."Kajima read the newspaper out loud as they sat at the meeting table in their apartment. He was of course oblivious to the glare Jun was sending his way. the young mum was reading the newspaper as if it was some official declaration food and unknowing of the fact that it would probably be his official doom." oh here is a much better one," Kajima exclaimed taking a magazine from the stack that was piling on the table.They were waiting for Kurosaki-san to appear for their weekly meeting. Kajima had come one hour earlier be