Hakuouki prompt, hijichi, driver license 😜
Ooh, Chizuru was in trouble. It was embarrassing enough tobe 25 and getting her driver’s license for the first time, and of course, her instructorhad to be fine as hell.
“Yukimura, Chizuru?” His voice was smooth like silk. Thebutterflies fluttered in her stomach, and she wobbled her way toward thedark-haired man, nearly tripping on her own feet. Not a good first impression. Shebraced herself for the fall, arms out and ready to hit the ground, but insteadfell into soft arms.
“Oh, shit!” she blurted, covering her mouth with both hands,realizing what she just said. “I’m so sorry!” She tilted her head up—big mistake.The man’s eyes sparkled like rare purple gems. Handsome was not good enough todescribe him. He was ethereal, out-of-this-world kind of beautiful, andnose-bleed inducing.
“It’s okay. I understand this test makes everyone nervous. Relax,it won’t take long.”
“How long is long?” Please say forever, Chizuru repeated inher head.
“If it’s less than five minutes, you failed.”
“Oh, I guess I should drive slow then,” Chizuru said, flashinga bright smile at him. She giggled nervously, laughing at her own joke. Shecaught a tiny curl on his lips, and her heart nearly jumped out of her chestwith glee. “Can I at least know my executioner’s name?” Chizuru’s confidencewent through the roof. She no longer felt nervous, catching another smile onthe instructor’s lips.
“Hijikata. But if you pass, I’ll let you call me Toshi.”
Holy shit. Was he flirting back with her? She quickly turnedher face away from him, hiding the blush that was likely forming on her faceright now.
“Are you ready, Miss Yukimura?”
Chizuru nodded fervently and gave him two thumbs up like a dork.
Five minutes later, the tires squealed as Chizuru parked thecar. She dropped her head on the steering wheel, honking the horn with herforehead. “I massively failed, didn’t I?”
“Yes, you did.” He didn’t mince words—it was harsh, butdammit, it was another good quality to add to his perfect list.
Chizuru opened her door and couldn’t wait to go home andcry.
“Wait,” Hijikata commanded. He took out his wallet andhanded Chizuru a business card.
“With my help, I’m sure you’ll pass with flying colors nexttime. Call me and let’s schedule a date.” His eyes went wide, and a tinge ofpink appeared on his cheeks. He cleared his throat like he had said somethingwrong. “I mean, schedule an appointment. For lessons.”
Words failed her at the moment, and Chizuru responded with two thumbs up.