invisible// saiki kusuo ff

Chapter 13 || Y/n's POV

"I've got it," said Saiki, telling everyone to back off. He was a skinny, pale guy who didn't exactly look very capable of carrying the amount of food we had, but everyone was afraid to challenge him.

"Okay, but what are we wearing?" asked Teruhashi.

You should wear nothing, thought Takahashi. My lips curled in disgust. Boys.

"I'm going to wear a dress," I said, turning to Teruhashi. "I haven't got one yet, but I'm going shopping today." She was listening intently, trying to mask the rage she had for me.

"We should go shopping together!" she exclaimed. A scene showed in her head of me wearing a better dress than her; I got several 'oh wow's and she did not look happy to not be the one receiving them. "I'd love to see beforehand!"

"Can I see too? I can help you girls get prepped!" piped in Toritsuka. I'd forgot he was here; he was sitting on the ground, a little too close to Teruhashi's skirt. His eyes widened as drool dripped from his agape mouth, creeping closer to me and Miss Perfect.

"Get a life," said Saiki. He gritted his teeth, sending Toritsuka a glare.

"But- she said you guys weren't dating-" he tried defending himself.

"Doesn't mean she wants anything to do with you!" Saiki snapped.

"Neither does Teruhashi!" Takahashi added.

"It's true," we said in unison.

We settled and began splitting up. "What car is Aren bringing?" I asked Saiki. They said we'd be given Kuboyasu's services.

"Probably a gang of motor bikes," replied Saiki.

"What-"

"He was a former punk," he explained. I knew that, but it was still weird to have a gang.

"Did he tell you?" I was surprised that the tough guy would admit something like that. He covered his ripped muscles with an oversized jacket most of the time, and he even wore glasses. He clearly tried to maintain his presence as a good kid. I don't even think he told Kaidou.

"Let's just say I performed some background checks," mumbled Saiki, holding the door to Cafe Mami's open for me.

"How do you know everything about everyone?" I asked, puzzled.

Saiki just shrugged. "I told you, I'll reveal my secrets if you revealed yours."

I rolled my eyes and greeted the owner, telling him our pre order. He went to the back to retrieve it. Suddenly I felt creepy eyes staring at me. Once again, I had super-intuition. That's how I knew Aren was ripped, by the way; it's not like I spied on him and Kaidou at their sleepovers, so don't get the wrong idea.

Damn it. Why isn't she wearing her maid uniform? shouted the voice, furious and whiny. Saiki turned around before I could. He pulled a purple-haired perv from under the table.

"Good grief! it's always something with you," he said, exasperated. No, it wasn't Aren, it was Toritsuka Reita.

He whimpered and ran out of the store. In his desperate escape, he bumped into the cake carrier. The carrier twirled and threw the cake in the air. I watched in horror as the 5 stack strawberry shortcake came spiraling towards my face.

I turned away, closing my eyes as I accepted my fate. But it didn't hit me.

"Damn it," whispered Saiki. His rough, angry voice made my eyes pop back open in shock. That was kind of hot-

I MEAN THE CAKE WAS FROZEN IN MID AIR.

It adverted my body and plopped to the floor, right side up. Not a speck of dirt infected the precious dessert. I glanced to see the waiter's face, but he only looked relieved. Had I been the only one who saw what just happened? The cake stopped its destiny from my face... and floated down safely. That was no coincidence.

I turned to Saiki, and a bead of sweat glimmered on his cheek. My heart was pounding. It wasn't a dream now.

"Saiki Kusuo," I said, my volume barely a whisper. "You are a psychic."

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