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[curry-planet]

» summary:

kazunari miyoshi accidentally finds himself a muse when he stumbled upon [name] [last name] chilling in the park.

» author's note:

happy birthday kazu!

» playlist:

panic! at the disco - when the day met the night

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“In the middle of summer, all was golden in the sky. All was golden when the day met the night.”

———

When the moon fell in love with the sun, all was golden in the sky.

Kazunari Miyoshi calls himself a UMC, an Ultra-Multi-Creator. He has a lot of passion towards acting, painting and graphic designs yet painting has a special place in his heart.

For that reason, he decided to go to the park for a quick stroll, just looking for inspiration.

It was a clear, sunny afternoon. The birds chirped under the blazing heat radiating off the sun. Kids were playing tag under the summer sky.

It was the perfect blazing, scorching summer he's used to. However, something was amiss.

Kazunari didn't know what to paint.

The soles of his feet were starting to ache from walking around too much.

It was rare to see Kazunari like this, he was clutching a sketch book on his arm, with a few brushes and watercolors on his other hand. His face was adorned with his black-framed glasses he rarely wears.

Kazunari decided to rest his feet for a little while. Sweat dripped down his forehead as the sun's harsh rays bounced off his skin.

He searched the park for a shaded clearing. He loves summer, he really does. It was the overwhelming heat that he didn't.

Finally finding an empty park bench that was shaded by the leaves' shadow, he sighed in content as he placed his materials beside him.

When the sun found the moon, she was drinking tea in the garden. Under the green umbrella trees in the middle of summer.

Kazunari saw slight movement on the corner of his eyes. It was subtle yet it was enough to let him know that someone was there with him.

Sitting on the shade of the vibrant green leaves from the trees, Kazunari saw his muse.

The way sunlight peaked through the gaps of the leaves only to shine on her face, the way she scrolled though her phone whilst sipping her bobba tea.

Kazunari felt a drop in his stomach that made him feel... something. He felt overwhelmed with all of the inspiration she gave him with just a glace.

When the moon found the sun, he looked like he was barely hanging on. But her eyes saved his life in the middle of summer.

[Name] [Last Name] grumbled to herself as she scrolled through her Instablam feed.

Her friends left her alone on the park with only her phone and a bobba tea.

Well, left her alone weren't exactly the right words but that's how she felt. They were off trying the chase an idol for an autograph.

Somehow, something felt weird all of a sudden. It felt like someone was looking at her.

It was a blond guy wearing black glasses that made him look really cute and nerdy. He had art materials resting on the seat beside him.

He looked really cute and all but [Name] noticed that his eyes were cloudy, as if he didn't know what to do. For a lack of better words, he looked lost. Not in a literal way, though.

In the middle of summer, all was golden in the sky. All was golden when the day met the night.

[Name] has to shield her eyes away from the glaring sun.

Was it really the sun or the guy's bright smile?

The cute nerdy looking guy from earlier now had a bright smile etched in his face, his black rimmed glasses resting on the top of his head. He looked more extroverted, friendly and bright.

Under the clear summer skies, he looked and felt like a portable charger. Maybe even an endless energy source. It made [Name] feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside.

So he said, "Would it be alright? If we sat and talked of a little while. If in exchange for your time, I'll give you this smile?"

Was he kidding or is this for real? [Name] couldn't help but ask herself as the guy asked her when he approached her. She also couldn't stop a smile from making its way into her face.

The guy didn't wait for a response as he gathered his art materials in his arms and sat on the grass, right beside [Name].

So she said, "That's okay as long as you can make a promise not to be break my little heart, or leave me all alone in the summer."

[Name replied which prompted a laugh from the guy, which she just learned was named Kazunari.

"Wah!~ [Name]-chan! I don't do summer flings!" he said in a joking manner

Well he was just hanging around, then he fell in love and he didn't know how. But he couldn't get out, just hanging around, then he fell in love.

The way [Name] laughed at his jokes sent a heat wave to his heart and fluttering butterflies in his stomach. The way her laughs sounded like cherubs singing in his ears.

Kazunari wanted one thing, he was afraid [Name] would be weirded out if he asked yet he couldn't dare pass up on this opportunity.

"[Name]-chan, wouldn't it be totes sick if I painted you? Ahaha.." Kazunari said, laughing it off.

[Name] raised her eyebrows at this, bearing a slight blush on her cheeks mixed with her slightly agape expression.

"B-but I'm not even photogenic!" [Name] cried out which made Kazunari chuckle in response.

""Trust me, you look good in every angle, babe." he said! It hasn't even been an hour since our first meeting!" [Name] said with a laugh.

The people gathered at the venue chuckled along with the bride. [Name] could swear she can hear Tsuzuru sigh in the distance at his high school senpai's antics.

"Waaah!~ Don't go exposing me like that, babe! It's lit~rally embarrassing!! On our wedding day too!" Kazunari said as he stole the microphone from [Name] which scored another round of laughter from the guests.

"Sooo~ Ne~ways, It's time for me to present my gift to my wonderful bride!" Kazunari cheered with excitement.

Following Kazunari's queue, Tsuzuru and Misumi rolled in a flat, rectangular thing that was wrapped in gift wrappers.

Kazunari took [Name]'s hand as she stood up from their seat and walked nearer to Kazunari's present.

"No party poppers when I open this?" [Name] asked as a brief flash of... something similar happening flashed on her mind.

"No party poppers when opening this gift." Kazunari confirmed with a chuckle.

[Name] started to open the present by tearing the wrapping paper. Her eyes started to water as she gasped when she realized what it was.

Kazunari's present was a hand painted portrait of the two of them, under the golden skies of that specific summer day.

The picture was painted in several shades, tones and tints of gold. Everything was meticulously painted, down to every detail on [Name]'s phone case and Kazunari's black-rimmed glasses placed on his head.

[Name] felt like her heart was about to explode. In the end, everything really was golden.

All was golden when the day met the night.

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Tonight Is The Night I Die | Chikage Utsuki

» summary: 

in which [codename] and april are paired up for one dangerous mission.

» warning: major spoilers (mainly centered around chikage utsuki and hisoka mikage), mentions of death, heavy AnGsT

» author's note: • i will be using [Codename] here instead of [Name] for most parts of the story. your codename can either be your birth month or whatever codename/nickname you want.

» playlist: palaye royale - tonight is the night i die pierce the veil - texas is forever palaye royale - anxiety

April clicked his tongue as he tapped his foot impatiently. August was being the usual worrywart that he is, checking everything before they head off for another mission.

Saying that this mission will be easy is an understatement that he shouldn't jinx. In fact, this mission was classified as an S-rank mission. The most challenging one.

"You got your ear piece?" August asked [Codename], which nodded as she pointed to her ear.

"How about your gun? Your dagger? Binoculars? Did you pack your first aid kit? What about-" August rapidly fired questions one after another as he checked both of April and [Codename]'s bags.

"August, please, we're going to be late." She sighed.

"Alright, alright, I'll stop." August raised both of his hands in a surrendering manner as he chuckled and stepped back from their bags.

"Please be careful out there." August said with a sincere smile gracing his face.

"We'll bake a cake when this mission is over, right? December?" August added as he nudged the sleeping figure beside him.

December who was dosing off was awakened and sleepily nodded in agreement.

April snarled. He didn't like sweets. There was no way in hell they would bake a spicy cake for him. It would taste too disgusting.

"...Buy me marshmallows." December added before closing his eyes and sleeping again.

[Codename] chuckled, ruffling December's bed head even more.

April didn't understand how she didn't feel any uneasiness for their mission. If she did, she was damn good at hiding it.

"April, you good?" [Codename] asked as she looked up to stare at April directly in the eyes.

"Yeah, let's get this over with quickly." April nodded to himself. They could do this right?

April and [Codename] took the train to their destination. Despite the common belief that agents and spies wear all black outfits, they didn't. They were wearing casual clothes to fit in.

Their mission was one of a kind. These type of mission didn't happen too often. Their data was breached, they failed to protect their valuable information so it has come to this. They had to personally get them back.

"Chikage, you're thinking too hard about this." [Name] sighed as she leaned her head on Chikage's shoulder.

Currently, the pair was still on their way to the enemy's hideout. The hideout was located near a cliff at the last station.

"And you aren't." Chikage responded sharply.

He couldn't help it, their lives were at risk everyday, that much he knew but this time is different. Their lives might end tonight. Not to mention, The Organization only sent two people.

He understood that December and August were one call away in case of emergencies yet he couldn't help but worry.

April sighed, being the worrywart was August's job. He should trust himself and [Codename] more. They weren't chosen without a reason after all.

"Why don't you carry Hisoka's marshmallows for me, yes?" [Name] said with a close-eyed smile. Chikage sighed. He had no choice, his partner has already pushed the bag of sweets into his arms.

"Why do I have to carry this for that sleepyhead?" Chikage asked in a futile attempt to maybe avoid the task at hand.

"Because he's important to you, just like how you're important to me." [Name] replied in an instant.

Chikage felt his heart skip a beat. That's right. They're a family but why does Chikage feel different for [Name]?

"Come on, ease up, hun~" [Name] cheekily said as he poked Chikage's cheeks.

"Here, let's listen to some songs." [Name] said as she took out one of her earbuds and forced it into Chikage's ear.

I know I can't live much longer Hear the angels sing

Tonight is the night I die Believe me, believe me when I say Tonight is the night I die

What a morbid humor [Name] has. Then again, it could be true. Tonight might be the night where they die.

Chikage's eyes widened in surprise as he heard the words from the bridge of the song that came from the pair of earbuds in his ears.

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[Codename] cursed under her breath as she felt another bullet graze her skin. She fired another round of bullets against their enemies and hid behind the wall of the hideout.

Their mission has gone haywire.

"April?" [Codename] whispered to her earpiece. There was no response.

"Damn it..." [Codename] cursed under her breath yet again as bullets started penetrating the wall she was hiding behind of.

April could see [Codename] from his peripheral vision yet he couldn't hear her. April was fending off enemies too like [Codename] was. It wouldn't be wise to communicate as of the moment anyway.

April and [Codename] were suppose to ambush the enemy organization yet they were the one ambushed instead. It seems like someone from The Organization leaked their plan.

[Codename] fired a couple of bullets from her gun before ducking behind another thick wall.

She bit her lip and pushed back her cries as she ripped her coat and used it to apply pressure to her bleeding wound.

April focused back to the enemy in front of him. He was trained to do this. He should only focus on himself and his enemy, yet deep down, April knew he was worrying for his partner.

April felt felt a bullet graze his non dominant arm. He grit his teeth as he swiftly reloaded his gun and shot the man in the head.

The Organization told them to finish off the mission with minimum casualties yet this was another story. April couldn't take it.

"April!" a voice called out to him. April gritted his teeth. What was this idiot doing? Why was she calling his codename like that? Why-

As if time was on slow motion, April saw as a man from the enemy team managed to sneak up on [Codename] and hold her hostage while she was dealing with her wound.

Without hesitations, April cocked the gun and aimed it at [Codename] and her captor.

"Do it, boy. She'll die." The captor said as he placed a gun at [Codename]'s temple.

April felt no conflict. He trusts [Codename]. He knows what he has to do. It's easy in fact, shoot the man and she'll escape by herself. That's what they were taught and trained to do.

April felt his heart pound in his chest as he heard ringing in his ears. It felt like April's soul left him for a split second.

April pulled the trigger without hesitation. That was the cue for [Codename] to move, to get out of the way, yet, she didn't.

Panic. That was all April could feel and think of. Why isn't she moving? It's the queue, for goodness's sake!

April watched in horror as [Codename] struggled to free herself from the man's grasp. It should be easy for her, why isn't she-?

April found the answer within a second. [Codename] was bleeding out, and damn she was bleeding out fast.

April stood frozen in his place as he watched the bullet from his gun enter [Codename]'s chest, pass through it and into the man's heart.

April couldn't think of anything but the words that he heard from the song that he and [Codename] listened to as he watched her fall to the ground.

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I look at you as I take my last breath. As I die and fall to the floor, My pain and suffering is no more.

April saw red and nothing else.

Bodies of dead men littered the floor of the hideout. April gave no ounce of mercy to his enemies. He didn't spare anyone's life.

As the moon shines so bright in the sky tonight, April who was bloodied and tired, trudged his way to where [Codename] is.

She was still laying in her own puddle of blood, barely breathing. [Codename] grasped April's cheek in her shaky hands.

"A-april..." she coughed out.

"...Why didn't you-?" April asked but was abruptly cut off by [Codename] coughing out more blood.

April hurriedly sat [Codename] up, leaning her into a sitting position against the nearest wall.

"H-here we are... crashing once again..." [Codename] forced herself to speak after coughing once again.

"No!" April exclaimed rather loudly. After calming himself down, he added,

"Save your strength for later. August would be so worried." April reminded.

"L-listen... I-i wouldn't last... long." [Codename] said, her voice merely something barely louder than a whisper.

[Codename] closed her eyes and took a deep breath which worried April. She couldn't die right now. Not after what he did.

[Codename] gathered all of her remaining strength and pulled April's lips into hers.

April couldn't focus on anything else but her moonlit face.

April couldn't do anything. He didn't do anything but reciprocate the feelings she couldn't say. He kissed her back with the same intensity as she was giving.

The kiss would've been bittersweet, if not for the salty tears that were falling from their eyes and the metallic taste of blood in between them.

[Codename] pulled back to breathe. She opened her eyes to meet April's pair of own.

"I- Why- I'm sorry..." April uncharacteristically stuttered out. If [Codename] had the strength, she would've laughed.

[Codename] slung both of her arms around April who was kneeling on one of his knee to support the both of them.

She buried her head into April's chest and held on to his warmth. Something that was slipping past her fingertips as her life was being taken away slowly and painfully.

"I'm sorry..." April whispered into her ears. Those were the two words he was repeating over and over again.

"I have no-thing t-to forgive, April..." [Codename] breathed out with a smile.

"J-just protect... them.. for me, p-please." [Codename] added before leaning her head back to the well behind her.

Her eyes widened in surprise as she saw a flicker of movement in the corner of her eyes.

For the last time in her life, she shouted his name to warn him.

"April!"

Two gunshots can be heard in the dead of the night.

___

August was extremely worried when April was catatonic after arriving back from his and [Codename]'s mission.

He was carrying a lifeless body on his back, specifically [Codename]'s lifeless body.

In an instant, August covered his mouth in shock as his eyes quickly became waterfalls of tears.

It has been exactly a week since that tragedy happened and April was yet to speak.

April wasn't talking, he wasn't eating, neither was he sleeping. He was just in his room 24/7.

August didn't intend to be such a nosy senior to April yet he couldn't help himself but use his position to find out what has happened.

They're a family, they should also know.

August wishes he didn't, though.

Upon reading April's mission report, August barged into April's room. He wasn't angry, no. He's more disappointed that April kept it all to himself.

For the first time in a week, August saw April with his eyes closed. April had bags under his eyes, his skin was becoming sickly pale. Littered on the floor were bottles of alcoholic beverages.

Despite the storm of conflict that was brewing under August's heart, he forced himself to smile as he unfolded April's blanket and draped it around the sleeping man.

"April, rest well. You only did what you thought was right." August said as he ran his fingers on April's emerald shaded hair.

As August turned to the door, his eyes glanced upon a bag of marshmallow on April's bedside table.

His eyes narrowed in confusion. April didn't like sweets. Why would he keep a bag here with him?

Upon closer inspection, there was something odd about the bag of marshmallows.

First would be the bullet  sized hole on the packaging of the marshmallows. The second thing August noticed was the bullet inside the bag.

Little did August know, it was the bag of marshmallows [Codename] forced April to carry for the whole entirety of the mission. It was also the same bag of marshmallows that saved April's life in the end.

Perhaps, August will leave April for now. He would let the latter rest up until he's fine again. He'd let April do his thing on his own pace. August swore to himself that he'd be there for April, whether the latter likes it or not.

After all, you can't put a band-aid on a bullet hole that's still bleeding.

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Painting Flowers | Tsumugi Tsukioka

in which [name] [last name] painted tsumugi tsukioka’s favorite flowers until that day where one of them suddenly left. (song used.) 

warning: angst

Tsumugi Tsukioka buried himself under a pile of blankets when he heard the news that [Name] [Last Name] is back in town. His roommate, Tasuku was getting slightly annoyed.

"You're worrying the kids." Tasuku said from his bunk bed.

Tsumugi tossed and turned trying to find a comfortable hiding place under his blankets.

"Please tell them I'm not feeling well. Also please DM Itaru-san to take over for tonight." Tsumugi uncharacteristically grumbled under his breath, groaning as he turned over again on his bed.

"She's in town, isn't she?" Tasuku asked as he fiddled with his phone, opening the messaging app.

"Yeah. She almost saw me in the cafe earlier..." Tsumugi groaned and buried his face into his pillow.

"Just apologize." Tasuku said with a shrug as he climbed down his bunk bed. Exasperated, Tsumugi gasped.

"I-I can't just do that!" he exclaimed as he sat up and accidentally hit his head on the ceiling.

"A sorry isn't going to fix my mistakes." Tsumugi added, caressing the bump on his forehead. Was he always this clumsy?

"You could at least try." Tasuku said as he hung a towel around his neck and left the room, possibly going on another afternoon run with Sakuya.

Tsumugi stared into the painting of a narcissus flower that was hung up on his wall.

Is she still painting flowers for him?

Strange maze, what is this place? I hear voices over my shoulder,

[Name] [Last Name] looked around cafes and flower shops around Veludo Way. To no avail she couldn't find her ex-boyfriend. Tsumugi Tsukioka, to be precise.

Nothing's making sense at all

It has been months since he suddenly disappeared and left her. He didn't even return her messages or calls. Not even an explanation on why.

Wonder, why do we race? When everyday we're runnin' in circles

Now she's in Veludo Way, the town where Tsumugi would most probably be at. He grew up around here after all. All she wants for now is closure.

Such a funny way to fall

Clutching her heavy satchel in her hand, she took another step forward. All she wants is to find Tsumugi and maybe even talk to him, for the last time.

Tried to open up my eyes, I'm hopin' for a chance to make it alright

Tsumugi Tsukioka finally gathered himself enough to go outside of his dorm room and into the kitchen.

"Eh? Tsumugi-kun? How are you feeling?" Muku asked the winter troupe leader.

"Tasuku-san DM'd us, saying that you weren't feeling well." Muku added.

"Ahahah... I just hit my head." Tsumugi said as he pointed to the bump on his head.

"Good luck on studying, Muku-kun." Tsumugi said and walked to the fridge. He filled up the ice bag with ice and placed it on his forehead.

"Ah, is that so? Get well soon, Tsumugi-kun!" Muku said as he took his leave.

When I wake up, the dream isn't done I wanna see your face and know I've made it home.

[Name] [Last Name] felt like an idiot. Her mind is telling her to 'Give it up! He left you, remember?' yet her heart seems to scream the opposite.

She just can't give it up. She knew Tsumugi was someone special in her life when she met him at a cafe. Tsumugi brought back her will to continue painting.

The days they spent together lounging in her apartment. She just can't throw them out of the window no matter how much they hurt.

If nothing is true, what more can I do? I am still painting flowers for you

[Name] clenched her fists. She'll find him no matter what. She'll find him and give him the last painting she did.

Shown my cards, give you my heart wish we could start all over

There was nothing [Name] loved more than sunny afternoons with Tsumugi in her apartment. Sunlight illuminated his face as he tended to [Name]'s dying houseplants. His tongue stuck out of his mouth in sheer concentration.

"...Even I don't understand how they lasted this long." Tsumugi commented.

The plants were watered seldom, never even given appropriate portions of fertilizers or good quality soils.

"Hah, Tsumu give me a break. Even i don't tend to myself when I paint." [Name] responded as she dipped her brush in the cup that. She whirled it around a couple of times, cleaning it from paint.

"...Tsumu?" Tsumugi asked.

"Huh? Is there a problem?" [Name] asked as she pried her eyes off of the canvas for a second.

Tsumu... Tachan- er, Tasuku used to call him Tsumu when they were younger. How is he right now? Tsumugi hopes he's doing well. He hopes Tasuku isn't too mad at him for quitting theater and leaving town. But who is he kidding? of course he would be mad-

"Tsumugi?" [Name] asked snapping him out of his internal conflict.

"Oh, yeah. You can call me Tsumu, it's... cute, I guess?" Tsumugi said with a smile. Unfortunately for him, [Name] wasn't fooled with his smile despite being an actor.

Nothing's making sense at all Try to open up my eyes I'm hoping for a chance to make it all right

"Excuse me, miss?" Someone tapped on her shoulder, getting her attention.

"Uh, me?" [Name] asked as she turned around.

A tall man around 6'0 feet with dark hair gave her a slip of paper and then quickly took his leave. He was with a much shorter teen with red hair, both clad in sportwear. The note read "If you're looking for Tsumugi, find him at xx xxxxxx road, Veludo Way. xx:xx this evening."

...To come and think of it, that man oddly resembles the 'Tachan' Tsumugi has talked about.

"You're sure it's her right?" Tasuku asked Sakuya.

"Yeah!" Sakuya huffed. "She's the girl in the picture you showed me." Sakuya added in between breaths.

Tasuku knows Tsumugi too well, he knows that the latter needs a push when it comes to things like this. As his closest friend, it is his duty.

When I wake up the dream isn't done I wanna see your face and know I've made it home

After a long, exhausting day, [Name] was at her last resort. She stared up at the building in front of her. On her way here, she heard that this was the dorm the actors of Mankai Company live in. Actors, huh? She must be at the right place after all.

She rang the doorbell once. She can hear the ruckus inside the building. The sun was starting to set too. She rang the doorbell twice this time. Within a minute a girl around her age was at the front door.

"Uhm, hi. What can I do for you?" A girl with chocolate colored hair and pinkish eyes asked her.

"My name is Izumi Tachibana, the director of the company." She introduced herself. [Name] cleared her throat. Go big or go home it is. This is the moment she has worked hard for.

"Ah, yes. I'm [Name] [Last Name]. I'm actually looking for Tsumugi Tsukioka. Is he here?" [Name] asked.

"Ah! Tsumugi-san? Please follow me inside. I will tell him you're here to see him." Izumi said as she let [Name] inside the dorm.

"Ahahah... That would be very nice. Thank you. I feel bad but, can I ask a favor? Please don't tell him my name..." The girl with [Eye Color] eyes trailed off.

"So, kinda like a surprise for him? Got it." Izumi said then smiled mischievously.

"Ahahah, kinda like that." [Name]laughed nervously. It may be a surprise but not a pleasant one.

"Tsumugi-san laughs like that too..." Izumi said to herself without realizing she spoke out loud, making [Name]'s face flush.

"Please wait here on the lounge." Izumi said as she left to find Tsumugi.

On the lounge were a group of teenagers sitting on a circle with another man around her age. He has brown hair that were dyed with blonde highlights. It seems like he was helping the kids while he was fumbling with his phone. [Name] spotted a familiar shade of red hair among the teens that the man was tutoring.

"Ano,, excuse me?" [Name] poked Sakuya on his shoulder.

"Ah! You're here! Tasuku-san would be glad to know you're here. Unfortunately he had to go on a quick errand." Sakuya informed her.

"Eh? Who is she?" Yuki asked.

"It's the girl Tasuku-san was looking for!" Sakuya answered with his usual enthusiasm.

"Oooh! Man, even Tasuku-san has found someone!" Taichi-said. "I'll be popular with the ladies too!" He exclaimed.

"Er, does this Tasuku happen to be Tachan? Or like Takato if I recall correctly?" [Name] asked.

"Ehh? You don't know Tasuku-kun?" Muku asked, confused.

'And so the plot thickens. It's like an otome game.' Itaru thinks to himself.

"I think I heard Tsumugi-san call Tasuku-san 'Tachan' sometimes." Tenma comments.

"Ah, that's right. I'm actually here for Tsumugi." [Name] said with a smile.

If nothing is true, what more can I do? I am still painting flowers for you

"[NAME]?!" Tsumugi exclaimed.

The group in the lounge was quite in shock. They didn't know how or why but the timid, subtle and gentle Tsumugi they came to know could be loud. They could practically feel Tsumugi's shock. If this was a cartoon, Muku was sure Tsumugi's eyeballs would've fallen off by now.

"Uh, hi Tsuki-chan. Surprise?" [Name] said with a smile that didn't quite reached her eyes.

They were now both on the courtyard of the dorm, viewing the flower beds Tsumugi religiously takes care of.

"This is a nice place to paint." [Name] comments as she opened her bag to take out her sketch book.

"...I'm sorry." Tsumugi apologized, not daring to lift his head to see her expression.

Is she mad? Perhaps she's hurt. Very hurt. What he did could never be justified. He left her in the middle of their relationship just because he felt the need to go back to Veludo Way to act again. He didn't leave her anything. Not even a message. Tsumugi knows that he should at least contact her yet he couldn't. He felt like a coward. Ever since he left he put it off for tomorrow, until it turned to days, weeks and months.

"I'm not mad anymore." [Name] confessed.

"I'm very hurt, still. I hate how you just left everything." She added.

"I hate what you did, really really hate it. I despise what you did. Somehow, I can't tell hate you. Even after you pulled that. Even after you hurt me." [Name] said.

Tsumugi felt his heart break into a million pieces. Of course he hurt her. There wasn't a day that passed where she didn't cross his mind. He couldn't count the days where he longingly gazed at the flowers she painted for him.

"I can't hate you because I love you too much to do that! E-even after you left..." [Name] felt her voice crack. She was holding back tears she didn't know she had. She choked back a sob as she said.

"Even after you left, I am still painting flowers for you." She whispered, loud enough for Tsumugi to hear.

I heard everything you said, I don't wanna lose my head,

"I kept the painting you gave me for my birthday..." Tsumugi said truthfully.

"I wanted to reach out to you but I was so scared." He continued.

"You could've just told me. I would've supported you along the way..." [Name] replied,

"[Name]...:" Tsumugi said. He felt so much worse after hearing those words. If he just told her, everything would be much easier. If only he did...

"I wanted to give this to you." [Name] said as she pulled out a framed painting from her satchel.

"Sagiso, meaning my thoughts will reach you in your dreams." Tsumugi said once he laid his eyes on the artwork.

"I'll always think of you, even if you don't love me in the same way." [Name] said before closing her eyes and embracing Tsumugi in a hug.

Tsumugi froze up as he felt tears through his clothes and unto his shoulders.

"Who said I don't feel the same as you do?" Tsumugi replied. He felt tears prick his eyes.

"I'm sorry." He said. "I'm sorry, love. I'm sorry." He repeated through his tears.

When I wake up, the dream isn't done,

Tsumugi wiped his tears on the sleeves of his coat, to no avail, tears flowed freely from his eyes again.

The room was littered in paintings, paintings made by [Name]. They were mostly paintings of flowers both she and Tsumugi loved.

Today, there was nothing Tsumugi hated more than waking up in the morning. He felt very contented in his dreams, thank you very much.

Tsumugi hated it but he has to face the truth. When he woke up, the dream was indeed, done.

I wanna see your face and know I've made it home

He only truly felt home when he saw you. A picture could never replicate those feelings, specially the picture in front of the room.

If nothing is true what more can I do?

Tsumugi has one thing to do. That one thing is to accept the truth, yet he can't do it. This isn't true. It must be one of his extreme dreams. Like the one where the scene of him leaving you was on repeat.

Deep down, he knows he has to face the truth. He has to face [Name] in her casket. He has to say his speech for her eulogy. He has to face the truth that she's gone.

There's nothing he can do when her heart stopped beating. What can he do now?

There was nothing he can do to stop the incoming car that hit her. What can he do now? Wipe his tears?

Tsumugi closed his eyes, in an attempt to sleep. Maybe if he did, he'll dream again.

Maybe he'll dream again of that time you looked for him and gave him a painting of sagiso flowers.

"I am still painting flowers for you."

___

unedited.

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Curtain Call | Tsumugi Tsukioka

in which tsumugi tsukioka found out that home isn’t just somewhere. it could also be someone.

“Doumo Arigatou!” Tsumugi Tsukioka exclaimed as he bowed to the audience before him. As much as he loved the theatre stage, there was one place he’s severely longing for.

Home.

After the curtain closed, he did his farewells as he muttered some “see you later!” under his breath. He quickly scanned the side of the stage and backstage looking for someone in particular.

Home isn’t always a place.

Then at that moment, [Eye Color] eyes met blue ones. His smile turned into a grin as yours, did too. Tsumugi ran towards the [Hair Color] haired girl as she threw her arms around him. It was a feeling he could never get enough of.

Home isn’t always a place, sometimes it’s someone.

“I bought you flowers!” [Name] beamed at Tsumugi with a smile so bright, he felt unworthy to see it.

“A bouquet of lilac flowers?” Tsumugi couldn’t help but mutter in surprise as his face was painted by a pink hue.

“ White for purity, blue for happiness and tranquility, finally magenta for love and passion. Did I get that right?” [Name] asked the green thumbed male.

“Uh- y- yeah!” The flustered boy exclaimed.

“Ah, I’m so glad…” [Name] sighed in relief. Tsumugi mustered up his confidence as he finally asked,

“[Name], would you like to go out with me later?” Tsumugi asked.

“Go out meaning date? Or… like go out of life from this world? I didn’t peg you as the type to commit a double suicide, Tsu-chan.” [Name] said, confusing the already flustered male.

“I- uh, I didn’t mean that!” Tsumugi exclaimed in surprise.

“I know, silly! I’m just messing with you! Hahaha! You should’ve seen your expression!” The girl said. “Of course, I’m going out with you, I’m your girlfriend! Ahahaha!” [Name] laughed, in which Tsumugi joined in too.

Some passerby, namely Tsuzuru, might call this an ethereal, angelic occurrence.

“They’re so pure I worry about them sometimes…” Tsuzuru trailed off as the couple laughed together.

“Don’t worry, at least they’re happy, right? I wish I have a relationship like that!” Sakuya exclaimed, as energetic as ever.

“Like you’ve got room to talk.” Tsuzuru sighed.

“Yeah, right. Yuki literally calls you Pure Energy Concentrate.” Tenma said.

With this, the couple’s attention where directed at them.

“Oh hello, you guys! Do you need me for something?” Tsumugi asked, hospitable as always.

“Yo Sakuya, Tsuzuru, Tenma, Banri.” [Name] greeted them. Just in time that Banri walked in too.

“We just wanted to congratulate you, Tsumugi-san!” Sakuya said with fervor.

“Yeah, that was a solid show you put up there. Don’t get me wrong though, Autumn Troupe won’t lose!” Banri said, with some hint of determination lacing his tone.

“As if Summer troupe would lose to you guys.” Tenma said to Banri. “Anyway, that was a great show, congratulations!” he then added, now looking at Tsumugi’s general direction.

“Yeah, that was an excellent show. It made me determined to write something greater!” Tsuzuru said.

“Thank you!” Tsumugi exclaimed with his voice full of gratitude.

“The director is holding party today, as usual. See you later!” Tsuzuru informed the duo as they left them alone.

“I’ll get ready then.” Tsumugi said.

“Please take a shower while you’re at it!” [Name] called out after Tsumugi. The blue haired male stopped his attacks and turned around to face the girl.

“It’s not like I stink that much is it?” Tsumugi muttered with a defeated sigh.

“Oh no! I didn’t mean it to come off that way!” [Name] exclaimed in surprise.

“I know, I know Ahahaha!” Tsumugi teased then laughed. “You blushed just like you did when you spilled coffee on me the first time we met!” he reminded her, successfully embarrassing the already embarrassed girl.

“Is this your idea of getting back? You’re so mean…” [Name] sighed.

“Ahahaha! Please do tell the reasoning behind your first statement.” Tsumugi laughed.

“Ah? Oh that? It’s nothing. It’s just that your hair is so soft after you wash it and I love it.” [Name] explained looking away, with red tainting her cheeks.

“Ahh, you’re so cute…” Tsumugi muttered right as he left.

Not long after that, Tsumugi took a brief shower and put on his usual blue sweater. In more or less 5 minutes he was out and reunited with [Name] again.

“You ready?” [Name] asked.

“Hmm? Yeah…” Tsumugi asked.

“Is there something wrong, Tsumu?” [Name] asked.

“Ah a-ano, can we stop by the flower shop?” The timid male asked.

The couple walked towards the flower shop that was located near the theater. Tsumugi made [Name] wait outside, within minutes, he came back outside with a crimson colored flower.

“An amaryllis?” [Name] asked in confusion.

“It has always been my goal to give you an amaryllis these days…” Tsumugi confessed, bashful as always.

“An amaryllis means determination, pride and radiant beauty. You’re my pride an joy, [Name].” Tsumugi said with a radiant smile making the female blush.

“In mythology, Amaryllis is a woman who loved a man named Alteo. Alteo loved flowers…” [Name] muttered.

“You’re like my Alteo!” [Name] exclaimed in conclusion as she threw her arms around Tsumugi and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

Home isn’t always a place, sometimes it’s someone. Tsumugi Tsukioka longed for home for so long. Now, he is sure he found his home and it is [Name] [Last Name].

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why is mankai awake at 3am? (a headcanon)

it just popped up in my head and i was like “fuck it, do it mizu. or you won’t be able to sleep.” so here it is, the product of my boredness and stupidity and deadass my crackhead brain and its mood. (and @curry-planet’s enabling skills). enjoy. 

(autumn troupe and winter troupe under the cut!)

Spring Troupe:

sakuya would probably be awake at 3 because the poor child is studying. the only other reason he would be awake at that time is because citron never shuts up about his adventures in his home country, and sakuya is too invested to check the time. (he fell asleep at estimatedly 4am. he regrets staying up that night.)

masumi would be awake only because he’s filling out his izumi notebook or he’s daydreaming (nightdreaming but awake?) about izumi as well. 11/10 would wonder about what kind of curry she’ll be cooking tomorrow. to double check he’d probably whip out his izumi curry list and have a mental battle on what curry is the most likely to be cooked tomorrow.

tsuzuru. goes without saying: scripts. other than that, tsuzuru is probably just finishing his unfinished assignments, and wondering about his little brothers. and then the other scripts. (let’s just admit it, he’s always sleep-deprived; his body clock is literally broken.)

itaru is definitely ranking, without a doubt. that nerd would be switching from each gacha game and hoping for the best. and making a gacha summoning circle. on certain times, he’s in the kitchen just hoping to find good food before the new round starts.

citron is probably just rambling on about his adventures, and sakuya 10/10 would be urging him to go on. if not that, i am betting my money that he’s doing arts and crafts. citron jr. and the next thing we know there’s spring troupe jr.

Summer Troupe:

tenma is awake because he can’t sleep after watching a horror movie. more often though, it’s because yuki’s sewing machine would’ve been making a lot of noise and the boy is probably sensitive to sounds in his sleep.

yuki. definitely is either making the costume design or the costume itself. or studying. those are the only three options. he would rather not sacrifice sleep… he (along with azuma) knows that sleep is essential for clear skin. he knows his priorities well, mind you.

muku is definitely up bingereading a manga series. he would only bingeread though if the latest volume will be released soon and he wasn’t able to catch up. legend says that his last words before passing out at 5am was “one more chapter…”

kazunari was on instablam, surely. he had to check how his posts were doing after all. unbeknownst to everyone, he keeps track of his most popular posts and tries to break his personal record. nothing has ever beaten his photo for his first lead role photo though.

misumi lowkey woke up because of his cat friends trying to tell him a new triangle that they found. half a mind to go out for new triangles but omi stops him. misumi is too sleepy to actually go out. good boy actually goes back to sleep to recharge for tomorrow’s triangle hunt!

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Sweetie | Juza Hyodo

in which juza hyodo is woken up to a pleasant, sweet surprise.  

Juza Hyodo woke up to [Name] [Last Name]’s voice.

“Sweetie~ wake up~!” The [Hair Color] haired girl sang. Upon hearing this, Juza begrudgingly forced himself out of his bed.

“Could you shitheads not do this first thing in the morning?” came Banri’s complaint from the other side of the dormitory room.

Juza looked over to Banri’s side of the room and noticed that the blond was yet again in the middle of pulling an all nighter playing games.

“Yeah, shut the fuck up, you dick.” Juza muttered  loud enough for Banri  to hear.

“I heard that you cunt!” Banri exclaimed.

“Yeah, you should, you bastard.” Juza retorted, making [Name] sighed.

“Yup, still the same. Glad to see nothing has changed guys.” She deadpanned. The [Hair Color] haired girl came into the duo’s room with a mission and some determination.

“Don’t call me sweetie, [Name]. What do you want anyway?” Juza said scowling.

“Haah, you should relax your face muscles, sweetheart. It looks like you’re scowling again.” [Name] said teasingly.

“Tch… What did I tell you about those pet names…” Juza said pinching the bridge of his nose to calm himself.

“At least it’s not sweetie, right, honey?” [Name] teased.

“Ha! Serves you right asshole!” Banri cheered from the other side of the room, flashing [Name] a quick thumbs up before going back to gaming.

“Nah uh, look at you all cool looking while gaming. You’re actually playing tetris, trying to beat Itaru’s record, aren’t you?” The girl retorted.

“No, fuck you.” Banri said.

“Go fuck me yourself, you coward.” she replied within seconds, without missing a beat. Both men’s cheeks were dusted pink by the end of her retort.

“ Anyway tetris is sooo last decade, dude. Step up your game.” [Name] replied and sighed.

“Anyway, Juchan my lOvE~” [Name] started.

“…Didn’t I tell you? Don’t you dare call me Juchan…” Juza muttered under his breath.

“Anyway, cinnamon roll, a new cake shoppe opened just around the corner. I oH so desperately need some companionship. My treat.” [Name] explained, the blue violet haired boy’s eye widened at the mention of sweets.

“Your treat? I’ll be ready in five.” Banri said.

“Not you, fucktard.” Juza said, glaring at the blond. He then faced [Name] and said,

“Yeah, sure if you insist.”  Juza says cooly, wearing  his jacket and stuffing his hands in his pockets.

“Yeah, and that translates to Oh WOw GracIOus [Name] ThaNk You For GIvINg mE tHis oPpORtUniTy To stUFf MoRe SweETs InSiDe MY MOUTh In ONe Go BecAUse I AlreAdY aTe The WhOle BOx OF KaMeKiChI BUns MaNaGER LeFt AT ThE TabLe YestErdaY.” [Name] sarcastically says making Banri laugh and Juza blush a faint pink.

“It’s not like that at all…” Juza trailed off, sighing.

“HAHAHAHA! You really are the best, [Name]!” Banri laughs as he played another round of Tetris trying to finally beat Itaru’s highscore of 140,000.

“Use protection you shitheaDS!” Banri, again , screamed as the pair exited the dorm room to head to the cake shop.

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Playwrights | Tsuzuru Minagi

in which tsuzuru minagi is locked inside the library with a girl he never noticed before.

Tsuzuru Minagi never really noticed the girl at the back of the class. That was until they met under certain unfortunate circumstances.

It started out on a friday afternoon at the Yosei University’s Library.

[Name] [Last Name] never really stood out, and she was fine that way. She’s the textbook definition of average. She’s always in the middle. No bad grades,  not an A+ at the same time. She can sing, she can dance yet she doesn’t consider herself good. She can cook, sew, and everything you can think of yet she isn’t good. Almost like a jack of all trades.

It was a sunny afternoon when Tsuzuru gathered his books and stuffed them into his book bag. His afternoon class has just finished and now, he is on his way to the university’s library. The library was his escape from the hellish landscape that college currently is. It was some sort of safe haven from his point of view.

Tsuzuru sighed in content as he opened the door of the library, another sigh escaped his lips but this time, it was now of relief. He cracked his knuckles as he sat himself down and pulled out another one of Shakespeare’s classic plays.

The 18-year old boy had an enormous passion for reading plays and writing scripts. It was a match made in heaven when Izumi Tachibana invited him to join the Mankai Company as the Spring Troupe’ s playwright and actor.

He turned on the next page of Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet, a book he has been rereading ever since the theme of their troupe’s play has been finalized. Tsuzuru didn’t know how he fell asleep, in the library nonetheless, but he did.

“Ne, Minagi-san, wake up!” Tsuzuru heard a gentle voice wake him up. Be felt something gently poke his cheeks. He lifted his head from his slumped-over-the-table figure just in time to see  [Eye Color] colored eyes staring right back at him.

“A-ah!” Tsuzuru couldn’t help but squeak out, his throat dry caused by his unexpected slumber. “Sumimasen (Pardon), but who are you? How do you know who I am?” Tsuzuru cautiously asked. As far as the boy knows, he isn’t exactly the popular type.

The girl has [Eye Color] eyes, [Hair Length] [Hair Color] shiny hair. She was wearing a white long sleeved polo paired with a simple black skirt. She looks about Tsuzuru’s age.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I saw your ID and I thought of waking you up to inform you of our tricky situation as of the moment…” the girl said as she scratched the back of her head with a sheepish smile.

“It seems like it’s the morning of Saturday and the library is locked.” The girl said. Tsuzuru took a quick scan arounf the area and indeed, the girl was right. The sun was already rising.

“I’m [Name] [Last Name], by the way.” the girl finally introduced herself.

“It seems that Mr. Janitor failed to see us sleeping here yesterday, so he locked the library without looking back.” [Name] added.

“I see…” Tsuzuru mumbled then sighed. He’s just so tired and he might miss a few rehearsals because of this.  He pulled out his phone from his jean pocket to find it with 1% of battery left.

“I can still text someone.” Tsuzuru concluded. As he swiped up and put in his password, the phone shut off  on its own. “Damn it!” Tsuzuru exclaimed in frustration.

“A-ano, I still have my phone here with 64%…” [Name] trailed off.

“Why didn’t you contact anyone then?” Tsuzuru asked as he took the phone the girl was offering him.

“I don’t really have anyone to call.” [Name] said looking down.

“Why not 911?” Tsuzuru suggested.

“Some people are having much more dangerous situations right now than us. I figured I can just sleep it out and wait for you to wake up.” She said smiling as she shrugged her shoulders.

“Fair point.” Tsuzuru said as he nodded. He typed in a friend’s number and pressed call. After a ring or two, the man on the other line finally answered.

“Hello? Yeah, this is Tsuzuru Minagi speaking. I’m locked in the library could you get me out? Yeah, thanks. Hmm.” Tsuzuru ended the call briefly.

“Ne, [Last Name]-san, why were you left here anyway?” Tsuzuru asked full of curiosity.

“I really don’t have a place to stay for a few days or month to be honest. I don’t have contacts to stay with so I just pass days anywhere.” [Name] said as she pulled out one of Shakespeare’s books from the racks. The exact same copy of Romeo and Juliet that Tsuzuru has.

“You like literature too?” Tsuzuru asked in surprise.

“I like writing my own stories in general, I just lack the confidence to share it though.” The girl said.

“Hey, why don’t you help me out on my job as an assistant scriptwriter? The company I’m working at has free dormitory and food.” Tsuzuru offered.

“Really? You’d do that to help me out? A stranger?” [Name] asked in disbelief.

“Sure, why not?” Tsuzuru asked.  The girl jumped in joy and hugged the taller man.

Just then, the door of the library opened and revealed Tsuzuru’s friend.

“O-oh, It seems like I was interrupting something.”

Tsuzuru  blushed beet red as [Name] laughed.

[Name] [Last Name] might be average at best but there’s one thing she’s damn good at. Writing scripts with Tsuzuru Minagi.

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Now Playing... | Masumi Usui

in which masumi usui is finally interested in something other than music.

Masumi Usui felt like he needed something more.

He walked out of the gates of Hanasaki High School with girls screaming his name, hoping to get just a millisecond of his attention.

To Masumi, this all felt like a daily routine of his life and he desperately needed to change something or he just might go insane.

Thinking back, another girl has confessed her feelings to him on the rooftop, at a pitiful attempt of being romantic. This has been the 5th girl this week, and it is only Wednesday. Masumi clicked his tongue at this. 

Nothing will and no one could catch his eye or maybe even pique his interest. Not from his group of fangirls from school, at least. 

School girls continued to follow him. Masumi could only sigh. He upped his pace as he went straight towards the crowd. He could thank his black hair for easily blending in, cursing at his blond, dyed tips  at the same time. 

The teenage boy ducked into a dim alleyway, one he always uses to escape. An alleyway that serves as a passage way to Masumi’s safe haven. Or that’s what he calls it, at least. 

Masumi’s temporary place of peace is an old record shop, brimming with vinyl records and compact disks of music. 

Though he appreciated other genres, he found the one for himself. He removed his white headphones and place them on his shoulder blades as he entered the shop. 

Masumi had one goal this time. 

The bell rang, indicating his arrival. The cashier perked up at this yet said nothing. Masumi was almost a regular there, after all. 

The teen walked his way towards the back of the shop where the rock genre cassettes, compact disks and vinyl records are stored. He didn’t pay much attention to his surrounding as he ventured the aisle with determination. 

At long last, Masumi finally got ahold of the new limited edition collection of post progressive rock, his favorite genre to listen to. 

Releasing a sigh of relief, he turned his back to the racks and unexpectedly bumped into someone he didn’t know.

“Hey! Watch where you’re-” Masumi didn’t get the chance to finish his sentence as his eyes glanced upon an ethereal vision. 

Standing there with a post-hardcore album in hand, with silky [Hair Color] and [Eye Color] shining eyes, was [Name] [Last Name]. 

The girl was clad in a Pierce The Veil black, bandshirt paired with ripped skinny jeans and a pair of worn out black Converse shoes. She has a pair of white earbuds in her ears that was plugged on her phone. 

“Oh, sorry.” [Name] said as she took out one of her earbuds and looked a Masumi in the eye. 

“Wait, is that Sleeping with Sirens?” Masumi asked, looking at the album cover of the thing she was holding. 

“Oh yeah. You like progressive rock, I assume?” [Name] asked as she noticed the CD Masumi was holding. 

Masumi nodded as they headed for the counter.

“I’d really like to listen to other genres of rock sometimes. Could you give me recommendation or a playlist?” Masumi asked the girl.

He was never the one to initiate conversations but maybe, this is the change he’s looking for. 

“How about I lend you this album and then let's meet back here tomorrow. Same time?” She said as she laughed. “See you next time, uh…” She added, trialling off. 

“Masumi. Masumi Usui.” The boy said as he introduced himself. 

“Right, my name is [Name] [Last Name], nice to meet you! See you tomorrow Masumi!” she exclaimed as she left the shop. 

Masumi couldn’t tear his eyes off from the spot where [Name] last stood before leaving the shop.

“I think I love you…” Masumi trailed off, his eyes lingering on the album in his hand.

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Lost In Wonderland | Itaru Chigasaki

"Although this world is filled with uncertainty. As long as I'm with you, it seems like we'll be just fine."

Itaru Chigasaki found his reflection in the mirror staring back at him with a smile that was so damn bright. He took a deep breath before straightening out his Mad Hatter costume that he was wearing currently.

He definitely wanted to wear game inspired formal wear but for now he'd do it all for the sake of this event.

Flowers were sprawled everywhere. Every guests table and chairs has flowers clinging onto them. Itaru looked out of the window and he saw the arch in front of all the chairs. He'd be down there soon.

This event sure did look bizarre compared to your normal ones. The table's centerpiece was a teapot! Teapots with flowers spilling out of them! The garden looked ethereal. Thanks to Tsumugi's help of course.

On the other side of the garden was a humongous table that was far too large for them to even use as a dining table for the reception. This table held gifts for them.

The cake came in three layers decorated with overly large fondant that were shaped to look like a teapot. There was also a pocket watch perched at the bottom. Omi and the other members sure did have fun making the cake. Itaru smiled at this thought.

It felt crazy. Everything did. It felt like a dream.

Itaru never thought about marriage in his life. Not even romance. That all changed when [Name] [Last Name] approached him backstage on the closing night of "Boy Alice in Wonderland", the first play he starred as the co-lead.

[Name] gifted him a little plushie that was modeled after him playing as the mad hatter. Itaru remembered how brightly his cheeks flushed. He stood there in shock clutching the handmade plushie as [Name] bid her farewell, congratulating him and wishing him well.

When he got back to his dorm room, he placed it on top of his desk temporarily. He'll find a place for this little Itaru later.

Well that was a lie. During one of his gaming sessions, he placed his phone down on his desk as someone knocked on his door. It was Sakuya holding a box of pizza. It must have been the pizza he ordered earlier. He paid Sakuya for the pizza, thanked him and shut the door.

Itaru was on his way back to his table when he tripped over his discarded shirt that was on the floor, fighting to find balance, he latched onto the first thing that his hand found. It was his desk, it shook slightly and forced little plushie Itaru to fall over into his phone screen. As if everything was on slow motion, it fell and accidentally touched his phone screen, which was opened on the gacha page.

It was a one 1x pull gacha thank god. Itaru couldn't believe his eyes when the Limited edition SSR of his favorite waifu appeared on screen. He tried to do a 10x pull again using plushie Itaru's hand.

5 freaking new SSRs. This plushie must be blessed by the gods! It was a good Sakuya substitute if the aforementioned boy wasn't around.

Ever since then Itaru was sure to watch every play Mankai did. Searching for that [Hair Color] haired girl with a pair of [Eye Color] eyes.

It didn't take long, looking for her that is. She was basically present at every play! Itaru approached her by thanking her. The rest is history.

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[Name] [Last Name] admired the girl staring right back at her through the mirror. She couldn't believe her eyes. She was wearing a pale blue wedding dress that looked like it was plucked straight out from a fairy tale. Her dress was designed and made by Yuki of course. The young boy wouldn't talk to her until she agreed. Her make up, was of course done by Azami. He insisted and he wouldn't take no for an answer.

A knock brought her back to reality. It was Izumi Tachibana, the theater's director and her now best friend.

"Ah~ You look so pretty!" Izumi couldn't help but exclaim. "You look like a princess, I think I'm gonna cry!"

"Aww come on! It's my wedding day! Be happy!" [Name] said with a laugh.

"I still can't believe you're marrying Itaru..." Izumi sighed. "Not that I think he's not good for you! It's just-!" Izumi panicked.

"It's just very unexpected. Got it." She laughed as she put on her earrings that were sparkling in the afternoon light.

Izumi sighed softly the said, "It's almost time."

[Name] hummed in response. Her eyes glanced over the room once again. The sun's rays casted a saturated golden hue all around the room that was painted off white. She had a pocket watch that was placed on top of the vanity.

Before [Name] stepped outside of the room, she gave Izumi a hug, thanking her for everything.

[Name] arrived at the aisle in the garden that she will be walking through. The venue was small, the only guests were the whole Mankai Company alongside with a few of her friends.

Walking down the aisle felt surreal. Everything was in slow motion. The sun glowed bright. The flowers were in different colors, and in full bloom in spring. Alice in Wonderland themed decorations were placed all over the venue. There were so many things that she would normally find distracting yet her eyes only found Itaru in front of her standing by the arch, fully dressed in his Mad Hatter outfit.

[Name] laughed to herself. When Itaru proposed to her, she joked about being married in his Mad Hatter outfit in a Alice in Wonderland setting. It was her favorite tale after all. Seeing it in real life almost brought a tear in her eyes.

[Name] looked to her left. The whole Spring and Summer Troupe were grinning ear to ear as they watched her walk down the aisle. To her right was the entirety of the Autumn and Summer Troupe giving her smiles and nods of encouragement. Matsukawa, Tetsuro and Yuzo were also present, giving her encouraging smiles as well.

[Name] arrived in front of the arch. Itaru was quick to act and took her hand. [Name] felt like she was living in a fairytale right now. She couldn't even comprehend what the pastor was saying. All she could do was stare at the man beside her.

The man beside her wasn't too far different. All he could do was marvel at the gorgeous lady beside him. He never imagined himself loving someone as much as he loves [Name]. He loves her so much he'd let her play on his accounts.

Itaru knew [Name] was a sucker for fairy tales, she's a sucker for everything remotely connected to the fantasy genre. That's why he ended his vows by referencing one of her favorites,

"Wendy we can get away, I promise if you're with me, say the word and we'll find a way, I can be your lost boy, your last chance, Your 'everything better' plan, Somewhere in Neverland"

As he said this, he took her hand and rubbed soothing circles across the back of it. [Name] smiled as she caught in the reference. Just her smile could render Itaru frozen for days to no end.

It was now [Name]'s vows that were being spoken. She really wasn't a woman of many words. In fact, she was fretting over this portion of the wedding the other day. She finally settled on a line that Itaru and the Mad Hatter would say,

"Although this world is filled with uncertainty. As long as I'm with you, it seems like we'll be just fine."

The ceremony went by too fast. The next thing she knew they were exchanging rings and I Do's.

[Name] wanted to savour the moment more. She wanted to capture the moment, to freeze it in time. She wanted to remember how the wind felt against her skin. How cold her hands were because of her nervousness. Specially how Itaru's hands felt against her own.

"And now, by the power vested in me, I hereby pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss." The pastor spoke in loud, firm voice.

It was this moment that every little girl dreamed of. Being married like the princes and princesses in the fairy tale books.

Itaru placed a hand on her soft cheek. Slowly they inched towards each other. [Name] closed her eyes and felt Itaru's lips on her own. The kiss was perfectly soft, full of love yet passionate at the same time.

[Name] opened her eyes and found Itaru's pretty pink eyes staring back at her. This made her smile, which Itaru reflected with one of his own.

"Ladies and Gentlemen. I present to you, for the first time, [Name] and Itaru Chigasaki" the pastor said, officially announcing their marriage.

A roar of applause erupted from within the guests. Izumi was sniffling, holding a tissue in her seat, Kazunari was taking pictures and uploading it to his Instablam (with the newlywed's approval of course), Omi was holding his camera taking pictures of the wedding ceremony. Homare was spouting freshly crafted poems, your wedding was too inspiring! He couldn't help it as his genius stirs by seeing them, young and in love! Taichi was crying with Izumi on the other hand.

"Typical Mankai Company." [Name] said with a smile. Itaru wrapped his arm around her waist and held her closer to him, a smile similar to [Name] plastered on his face.

This marks the start of their new life.

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Wonderland A Go Go! Boy Alice [Masumi Usui (CV: Yuusuke Shirai)], Hatter [Itaru Chigasaki (CV: Shintarou Asanuma]

Somewhere In Neverland All Time Low