Not Even Close || Number Five x Fem!Reader

Chapter 23

"Gimbel Brothers." He answered.

She didn't ask any more questions even though she was curious as to why he wanted to go there. So she ran back inside to grab her keys and gestured for him to follow her down the alley where her motorcycle was afterwards.

As the did so, Five wanted to talk to her about the events that had just happened. What are they now? Will thing be awkward between them from now on?

"Please be reminded, I can read minds, Five." Y/N suddenly spoke up. The boy looked at her, who was trying to avoid those piercing green eyes of his by focusing on what's in front of her. "And I don't know what's happening between us." She sighed as she looked back at him.

"But whatever it is, I'm sure we'll figure it out soon enough, like we always do." She gave him a smile as she nudged his should with her. The awkward tension started rising up more and more that it had gotten to the point where they're not even close to making a conversation.

They've reached Y/N's black Triumph. She tossed him a helmet that was kept in the compartment. It felt such a relief for her to be straddling her vehicle again. If Five weren't here, she would've baby talked to it. For a while she felt like her old self again before everything that had happened. "All right, old man, ya know the drill." The girl sighed.

So Five climbed over the space behind her and wrapped his arms around her torso. Number Eight revved up the engine with a grin on her face, "Hold on tight, Five." She advised, "This is gonna be one hell if a ride."

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The H/C haired girl slowed her roll into the parking lot as the department store appeared in front of ger sight. "Okay, this is Gimble Brothers." She informed as Five unbuckled the strap of his helmet. He got off of her vehicle and handed it to her, "Thanks." He said.

Y/N took the spare helmet, "Don't mention it. I'm gonna give this baby a ride." She said, referring to her motorcycle.

"All right, I'll see you later."

With that, she rode off again back to the Academy. Since she had missed riding her motorcycle, she took the long way and made circles around town back to the Academy.

When she did, she didn't see Vanya or the others around the house. "Hello?" She yelled as she looked for them in each room. "Vanya? Klaus? Diego? Anyone?"

She ran her finger though her short, H/C hair as she thought where would they be. Until she saw Pogo.

"Hey, Pogo." She called out out for the ape. He turned to her as he stood there calmly while Y/N approached him.

"Miss Y/N, what can I do for you?" He asked politely.

"Have you seen the others? I couldn't find them anywhere."

Pogo stayed silent. He looked away from her, avoiding eye contact. "Pogo, is there something you're not telling me?" The girl asked. He didn't answer her at all.

"Pogo." She put up a warning tone.

The butler couldn't take it anymore. He knew he couldn't keep secrets from Y/N. So he told her where they were.

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Number Eight herself out of the elevator, unsettled and confused. What was this place for? She wondered.

She walked through the hall. All she could see were concrete walls that were slightly cracked in the corners.

She suddenly heard Klaus' voice, "This us Vanya we're talking about. Our sister. The one who cried when we stepped on ants as kids." Y/N was bewildered on what was going on. What are they arguing about?