squeaklings

Title: What Not to Wear
Word count: 739
Fandom: Lovely Complex
Rating: G
Warnings: Post series, manga-based. There are probably inconsistencies because 1) I haven't finished the manga (only the anime) and 2) first time writing these guys.

Nobu paced back and forth in front of the dressing rooms, listening to Risa scramble around behind the cloth door. There would be no escape for her friend; not from this, not if Nobu and every romance-inclined woman ever had their say.

“Nobu-chan, I’m not so sure about this.”

She sighed and rubbed her forehead. “We’ve been over this, Risa. Just try it on.”

A few minutes and some rummaging later, and Risa peeked her out around the curtain. “Nobu-chan, I reall—” She was cut off by a very, very nasty look from the shorter girl.

“You asked for my help, so I’m helping. No complaining!” Nobu glanced around at all the people nearby and then shooed Risa away from the curtain so she could sneak into the small changing room with her friend. “You look so good~”

Risa blushed and pulled the cute babydoll top down more. “It’s uncomfortable though! And my legs are freezing.” She hugged herself and shivered, just for good measure. And sneezed.

Well, there went any sex appeal the tall girl had.

That didn’t stop Nobu from forcing her, at glare-point, to buy the outfit anyway.

“Trust me, Risa. He’ll fall all over himself.”

While it could be said that Ootani did, in fact, fall all over himself, it wasn’t exactly the reaction Risa was hoping for.

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WEARING?”

Risa wailed and pulled at the babydoll top again, mortified. Nobu-chan had assured her this was going to work, that she just needed to add some oomph to their relationship.

“Can’t you ever say anything nice?! It was horrible buying this!”

“Then why did you buy it, you idiot!”

Risa’s wail turned into a shriek as she let go of the top to point at her boyfriend. “You’re supposed to compliment me you jerk! I’m putting myself out here and all you can do is call me an idiot? YOU IDIOT!”

Ootani backed away and covered his eyes, his cheeks as red as Risa’s were. “I can’t believe this. Koizumi’s been stolen by aliens!” He backed away more and nearly bumped into the desk near his bed.

“I have not!” What the hell was his problem, anyway?! She wasn’t that ugly! “The least you could do is compliment me! This isn’t exactly comfortable, you know!”

Ootani peeked through his hands. “Then why don’t you just take it off?”

Risa’s body burned at that suggestion the same moment Ootani realized what it sounded like. They both freaked out, Risa wondering just what the hell while Ootani tried to assure her he didn’t mean it like that.

By the time they were done yelling at each other they collapsed, exhausted, beside each other on the floor next to his bed.

“This was a terrible idea.”

Ootani nodded slightly. “Yeah, it was.” He yelled when Risa punched his arm, but smiled. “I guess you don’t look too bad, though. For an amazon.”

Risa punched him again for good measure, but found herself smiling as well. “Yeah well, I guess a shorty like you wouldn’t understand.”

“You want me to sue you?!”

Risa laughed and slumped more, her head resting against his. Ootani hmphed but relaxed as he reached out and held her hand.

“YOU WHAT?!”

Risa shrank back as Nobu slammed her hands down on the table in the small café. Nakao just smiled in that way he usually did when he wasn’t interfering in his girlfriend’s tirades.

“W-well, we sorta fought about it and then we just…fell asleep.”

“I can’t believe you!” Nobu pointed accusingly at her friend across the table. “You’re in college and you’re still embarrassed about your bodies?! SHOW YOUR CHEST, REMEMBER.”

“Ah, Nobu-chan, I—”

Nobu growled and Risa shrank back more. Nakao gently reached up to pull his girlfriend back down into her seat and she flopped down grudgingly, arms crossed over her chest.

“You two still act like little children. I just can’t believe it.” She sighed dramatically. “Mommy can’t continue like this if her daughter is so stupid.”

Risa pouted and tapped her fingers together. “Sorry…”

“Ah well.” Nobu uncrossed her arms and smiled. “You’ll always be helpless when it comes to these kinds of things. But if you weren’t, I guess you wouldn’t be Risa.”

The tall girl smiled. “Nobu-chan!”

Nakao just smiled more as Risa glomped Nobu from across the table and tried to ignore all the stares the girls continuously drew in.