The Marketing Fair! | Shizuo x Reader

Another short one!

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Today was the marketing festival, and all sort of shops and stands were being placed across the streets of Ikebukuro. You- who just successfully found a summer part-time job- was monitoring and selling fresh fruits for your company. Aside from being a teacher during the school year, you thought summer was a great time to help out the city! Taking in the view, you realized how filled the streets were with people! There were balloons, confetti on the floor and lots of chattering happening around. It was a very busy time of the day.

“Oh!” You muttered. With shining (e/c) eyes, you watched a familiar man walk up to your stand. “It’s this man again.” A blonde man wearing a bartender outfit was checking out your selection of fruits- which seemed like the seventh time. 'He always comes here to look at the fruit but...never buys anything,' you thought.

“Sir…” you started, “is there...something you need?” As usual, he didn’t answer. Instead, he looked up, push up his blue-tinted glasses, and walk away. You watched in silence, tucking a lock of your (h/c) hair behind your ear. “He did it...again.” Absolutely confused, you looked for the man in the crowd. It was easier to look for him the last 3 or 4 times he arrived but now you couldn’t see him anymore. “Did he leave?” Soon, another man with raven hair and crimson eyes walked up to your stand. 'Finally, a customer!'

“Hello!” You greeted. He smiled at you and nodded. “Is there anything you would like?”

“Hum...you do have a nice selection of fruit!” He picked up a red apple and examined it. “They seem fresh.” Smiling widely in response, you answered:

“Yes! They are absolutely fresh. We don’t use pesticides in our produce at all.” You clapped your hands. “Do you like red apples, sir?” He chuckled in response.

“I sure do!” Suddenly, he whipped open his furry coat and stuffed all the fruit he could from your stand. His smile grew wide, and he gave you a peace sign. “Thanks for the fruit, lady! I’ll see you later!” With that, he ran off.

“Wha-HEY!!” You exclaimed in shock. “Give me back my fruit!!! Pay for it!!!” Just as you were about to follow the raven-haired man, a huge vending machine was thrown at him. “WHHHHA!!” You jumped and stumbled back. The crowd of people shrieked in surprise and quickly scattered away. Luckily, no one was hurt. However, you didn’t know about that man who stole your fruit… "Ah, I can’t just stand here, I gotta help him-”

“IZZAAYYYAAA-KKUUNNN….” A deep voice interrupted you and you watched a man walk up to the vending machine. “DIDN’T I TELL YOU TO LEAVE IKEBUKURO…?” It turned out to be the blonde man that always went up to your stand! The raven-haired thief emerged from the vending machine and let out a nervous chuckle. His shirt was stained with fruit.

“My fruit…!” You groaned. “Boss is gonna KILL me!”

“My, my, I sure let down my guard this time…!” The fruit-stealer started to back away from Shizuo. “Well, carrying a lot of fruit and running isn’t the best idea I must say!”

“GO PAY FOR YOUR FRUIT.” Was the only blonde man’s response.

'Huh? The fruit?' you thought.

“Hahaha, as if!” the fruit-stealer took off quickly, blending in with the crowd. “You go pay for it!!” His voice started to fade away into the chattering of the civilians. The blonde man however, did not follow. Pedestrians began to ignore the sudden change of events and walked away, continuing with their business- as if this vending machine incident happened many times before. Once you were about to tidy your stand up a bit (there was quite a bit of dust flying around thanks to the vending machine,) the blonde man walked up to you.

“U-Um…” You nervously looked at him.

“Hey.” He looked at the ground, scratching the back of his head. Was he...blushing?

“Is there something you need...sir?” Tucking in another loose strand of your hair, you noticed the man begin to pull something out of his pocket.

“How much is the fruit?”

“W-Wha-”

“How much is it?” He looked into your pretty (e/c) eyes and was indeed, blushing. (Slightly, however!)

“It depends on how much was...stolen.” You closed your eyes and thought for a while. “I’m not sure how much that man stole.”

“Then...how about this?” He gave you 30 dollars and you gasped.

“Um, sir! It’s not even your fault! Don’t pay for that man!”

“Just take it.”

“Thank you, sir…”

“Also, do you think…” he paused, clenching his fists. His face grew more pink. “Do you think we can go out?!”

His sudden outburst made you jump. “Wh-wh-what!?” You covered your face and blushed as well. “We just met!!”

“No! We met before!”

“You mean the last seven times you came to my stand?!”

“No! I know it’s hard to remember but it’s me- Shizuo! Shizuo Heiwajima!” Something suddenly clicked in your head. Back in middle school, you were Shizuo’s neighbor and his close friend. Along with a boy named Tom Tanaka, you guys made tons of memories. Unfortunately, you moved at your last year of middle school- just when you grew feelings for Shizuo. This tore you apart, but unknowingly, Shizuo felt the same way about you. However, these feelings were never told.

“SHIZUO!? You dyed your hair!! No wonder I couldn’t recognize you!”

“YES!” He answered. “I did!” He covered his face with the palm of his hand. “Do you think you could answer the earlier question...then?” You smiled sweetly, taking his hand away from his face.

“Mhm! Let’s go out!” His face grew very pink and he looked away. 'Who knew Shizuo could be so cute!' you wondered, giggling. “I missed you, Shizuo...”

“I missed you too, (y/n).”

“Now how about we take care of this stand together! This could be our first date!” Pointing to your fruit stand, he laughed.

“What kind of man would I be to take you out on a date like that?” He took your wrist (as softly as he could,) and led you down the street. “Let’s go get some coffee and walk around the marketing fair.” You watched his blonde hair softly tangle in the wind as you were following behind him.

“But my Boss…” you said quietly.

“Don’t worry,” he looked back grinning. “I’ll handle it.”

At this very moment, your heart skipped a beat. Shizuo was a very sweet guy.