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Summer Days | Fem/Idol!AU

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Wearing a suit as a bodyguard sure was a struggle during hot days, mostly when it was so nerve-wrecking for him to see all these screaming fans trying to touch Orenji-chan. To him, he didn’t even see Orenji-chan ---- he saw Issa, a rather loud but cute girl who happened to be an idol. Danchiku rarely used her stagename unless it was required of him on the go, when strangers were hearing them, when staff was around other than the managers and producer. Those who had no idea of her real identity didn’t have to know, and he felt really happy to be one of the lucky ones who could be this close to her. Idols weren’t necessarily his thing ---- that is until he met Kaburagi Issa.

“Issa...” He wiped his face with the back of his hand, side-eyeing the small girl as they entered a building (thankfully, it had AC). “...you could’ve at least told me that this was informal...”

Sitting down in a café with her was a regular thing: he wasn’t sure why she insisted to be around him so much, and if he had known that this wasn’t a formal meeting but more so a private gathering between him and her solely, he would’ve worn something less business-related, something with a little less layers, too. As they were seated, he faced her of course, casually looking around for anyone who would look at her funny, he waited to be handed a menu though he mostly had eyes for their surroundings; even if this was a private meeting, he couldn’t help but be protective of her and wanting nothing bad to happen to that ginger. “Did you have anything special in mind? It’s rather warm, maybe some parfait would be nice?”

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Orange Blues | Fem/Idol!AU

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It was one thing to watch your favourite idol on TV or listen to their music while on the train to college ---- but to actually stand in front of them (kind of), looking up to the stage as they performed live was a whole different thing, really. The screaming fans around him, the glowsticks being moved around according to the rhythm of the songs, cheering, yelling, singing along, it sure was wild. And the way that redheaded girl was smiling and singing, dancing and performing, it had Ryuu right there on the spot. She was absolutely stunning, not even in a creepy-”I-want-to-kidnap-her-and-make-her-my-girlfriend” way, but more so in a manner that he respected her deeply, looked up to her artistic traits and really wanted to see her succeed with her career. 

People kept cheering her name ‘ORENJI-CHAAAAN!!!’ even when she was finishing the act, walking off stage after thanking everyone, it was mesmerising. That’s when it hit Danchiku -- the show was over, it’s time to go home. That after-event-depression hit him harder and sooner than it should, really. Everyone kept mentioning that phenomenon, but Ryuu was under the impression that people just exaggerated and tried to be over-dramatic about it. And here he was -- actually feeling that gloomy feeling first-hand. It was so odd, the afterglow of this show simply rolling down into a rather sad and triste emotion. 

Though, as everyone was busy talking and making friends out there, Ryuu just observed the stage a little longer, noticing a small staircase that led towards the backstage. Backstage, huh. His heart was racing when he thought about it -- he knew, he could’ve gotten into trouble for thinking about this, or rather, acting out his thoughts -- but before he could tell himself to do the most reasonable thing, he climbed over the small railing that kept the fans from going to the stage and sneaked his way up the stairs. This was exciting him way too much -- perhaps he could find a way to pretend he was a VIP-guest, someone with backstage-tickets... or a rookie-roadie that nobody knew too well, so, nobody recalled his face. Surely, it would be easier for him, because he didn’t necessarily wear a fan-shirt, or anything to indicate he was a fan, after putting away the glowstick to his bag, nobody could tell. 

His heartbeat was throbbing against his throat, it was hard to breathe. Once he noticed roadies and other staff, he was hiding around a corner, behind some packages that were probably filled with water bottles and whatnot for the idols and anyone else who had to quench their thirst from the hard work. Moving quietly, almost as sneaky as a ninja would, he made it to a room, the door opened slightly and light beaming from inside -- could that be?!?!

As he approached the door and opened it lightly, he saw a glimpse of her -- Orenji-chan -- all he wanted was to ask her for a signature on some merch he brought with him, just to take a picture with her, it would be alright, wouldn’t it?! Of course, he wouldn’t hassle her if she was busy, or if she was changing, really, but thankfully, she just sat on a couch, probably talking to a manager or producer. Preparing himself mentally, he inhaled sharply, wanting to enter to room, though suddenly someone grabbed him under his armpits causing the guy to gasp in shock and accidentally open the door a little rougher than he intended to, struggling slightly for it was hard to breathe the way that (presumably) bodyguard groped him.  

“YOU NASTY PIG, SNEAKING AROUND HERE. I DON’T THINK YOU’VE GOT A BACKSTAGE PASS!!!!” 

Ryuu was terrified beyond belief -- and it was somewhat visible on his usual stoic face as he was mortified that Orenji-chan would think the same of him -- a nasty pig?!?! “N-No!! NO! It’s not like that!!! I just wanted an autograph from Orenji-chan!!! I’ll be out of here, I don’t want trouble!”

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        Issa was caught completely off guard when the other didn’t give him the reaction he expected. He expected the other to enjoy the costume, not want to take him home the second he laid eyes on him– and not take him home in a good way. “ Eh? You don’t like it? But I wore this just for you. “ He replied– not catching onto the other’s worries about what people would think about thanks to the outfit. The last thing he wanted to do was run on home when the party only just started, but he had no idea how on Earth he could get Danchiku to change his mind when he already seemed set on going home. 

        “ S–Sorry, I didn’t know you’d get so upset about me wanting to look good for you… “ He mumbled, crossing his arms across his chest. It hurt a little bit to only be scolded for dressing up– not even receiving a single compliment about his outfit before he was already being shoved in the direction of the door.  

Truth be told, he really hated to go home, too. But all he expected was a little more understanding from his counterpart. Surely, it was a lot to ask for from an airhead such as Kaburagi, but then again, he also could see how the other would not catch onto the fact that this was a rather indecent behaviour. He was well aware that he was over-reacting, exaggerating almost. Nobody would look at Issa, right? It would only be girls who’d fawn over his outfit and they’d compliment him how he’d look all cute and whatnot. No guy would mistake him for a girl... right?! Feeling a stone in his stomach, he stopped by the door, exhaling deeply. That’s when one of the hosts walked up to Ryuu and pulled on his shoulder, asking him if he was leaving already. Now, there was no way in hell he could go... 

Sighing deeply, he nodded at the other, before looking over to the ginger. “Alright. Let’s go somewhere.” Reaching out to hold Issa’s hand, he grabbed him and pulled him along somewhere into the house; the music was blaring already and some were getting drunk, other’s would play Ouija board and whatnot. Danchiku really didn’t know what he was doing here ---- he was not the party-type of person, and he really didn’t like to be surrounded by too many people. Just Kaburagi would’ve been enough, really. His sweaty hand would indicate just how uncomfortable he was around here. Sure, it was fun dressing up and whatnot, but the intentions of this party weren’t the same he had.

“Do you want a drink? Or what exactly were your plans, Issa?”

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        He couldn’t help but feel a bit confused when Danchiku did nothing but stare at him, but he eventually caught onto to what was up. Batting his eyelashes at the man a few times, he waited to see what kind of reward he would get– not that he helped the other out with a reward in mind. He just hoped that he would get one as a nice bonus for helping.

        Even though the reward was just a quick peck on the cheek, he couldn’t help but get weak in the knees– especially thanks to the way the taller spoke quietly by his ear. If they weren’t in the club room, he would have squealed so loud that glass would shatter. “ Anytime. “ He replied with a joking wink, despite the statement not being a lie what-so-ever. Issa maybe be lazy, but he would do almost anything for Danchiku.

Smirking at the smaller and being pleased with his reaction, he quickly looked over to the team; that’s when Danchiku noticed that they were indeed seeing a glimpse of their actions, their conversations and whatnot, mostly Imaizumi looked rather... stunned. He remembered how he was mocking Naruko for having so many male fans instead of female ones, but alas, he was not thinking too much into it. It was merely a kiss to the cheek, nothing else. Sure, Ryuu would have to be more careful, simply because he didn’t want the team to get the wrong idea (or rather, the right idea, and therefore treating the two of them differently). After all, he was the more responsible one on the Team SS duo. 

Quickly looking back to the redhead, “Are you ready to go, Issa? We wanted to stop by at my place. Was it maths homework that you needed help with?” simply picking up the conversation where they left off before practice. As hard as it was to let the other go and have him train hard for InHigh, while he knew that he wasn’t going to be beside the other ---- he also would cheer him on anytime, help with him with anything, really. That’s the job of a proper assistant. And that’s how he saw himself after all. “Mom made dinner, perhaps you want to stay and eat with us? I’m sure, she’d be happy to talk to you.”

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      It was probably best that Danchiku kept the bulk of his fantasies to himself, since Issa was prone to getting nervous whenever the two were in bed. Either way– he wouldn’t really see how dirty some of the things would be until the two were in bed actually doing them. Of course, the taller would be able to talk the redhead into anything rather easily, it was just a matter of making sure he didn’t get too nervous to enjoy them.

      “ Eh, really? “ He asked, smiling at the other. “ Do you think I look pretty in dresses, Ryuu? “ Leave it to Issa to ask about that, not understanding the more perverted aspect to it. All he really cared about was being cute for Danchiku.

      “ Is that all there is? “ The smaller wondered if there was more to Danchiku’s fantasy. He wouldn’t mind if he was turned down, but he at least hoped that the man thought about kissing him or something. It was only natural after all. Issa might not have been the most perverse person, but he definitely did imagine the two of them kissing a few times– mostly during practice.

“Pretty?! Uh...” Nervously looking to the side as the redhead had been asking so bluntly about this -- surely, it was just his personality to be blunt and forward, the opposite of Danchiku, who kept to himself most of the times, keeping both his emotions and thoughts in check. Hemming loudly, he grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling it away from his neck as if it was suffocating him. “S... Sure... I think... that you, uh... look pretty in those, yes...” Pretty being a broad summary. If anything, he was expecting the other to point out how perverted it was to want a guy dressed up in skirts and frilly outfits. But then again -- Aoyagi-san was right in saying that he could be an idiot most of the times sometimes.

Though his expression changed to more of a state of panic when he was asked if there was anything else to share with the orange-haired boy. Pressing his lips together, he shook his head wildly, almost messing up his hair like that. “Nothing else.” Ryuu was not dumb -- he was well aware of how nervous Issa would be whenever they shared a bed together. To frighten him even more with his sexual fantasies, it would be a kamikaze attack. Something as pure and innocent as kissing didn’t even cross his mind when asked about fantasies. Sure, he was thinking about it, too. But that was more of the tame things that were clouding his mind.

“Can you share your fantasies with me too, Issa?” Moving his fingers to gently brush a few of orange strands behind the smaller’s ears, fingertips moving over his cheek gingerly; perhaps once he had an idea what kind of things the other was into, he’d be able to adapt and suggest something more adequate to the other than scare him away with anything too wild. “I’d like to know.”

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You’re my most favorite person too ! ! ! ｡;+*(★`∪´☆)*+;｡

Despite the fact that he should’ve expected such a response from the tangerine haired boy, it still didn’t (and never ever) failed to give him the reddest face of them all.

It wasn’t making it any better that he was practically sitting together with the rest of the Souhoku team -- after practice -- so all of them could see his face, and none of them knew why (or they had their own suspicions, which he really did not want to know at the end of the day). 

Typing back as quickly as he could, though knowing that Issa’s obnoxious ring tone would make it obvious that the two boys were texting back and forth to one another -- only raising more suspicion.

To: Issu ♡

Subject: --- >> We should stop texting, I can feel their stares. >> I think Imaizumi-kun knows it already. >> And Aoyagi-kun keeps staring at you and your phone... >> SHIELD THE SCREEN PROPERLY!!!!!

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       For a moment, Issa looked completely heartbroken, staring up at the man in utter shock. The first thing to run through his mind was that the other didn’t think of him as a likable person.

        When Danchiku went on to finish his statement, he mumbled. “ Kagaburi Issa…that’s me…that’s me!! “ He finally came to understand that the other was just teasing him, but boy, did he fall for it so easily. Unfortunately, for Danchiku, he probably just got karma thanks to how high-pitched the boy’s voice became when he squealed out of pure delight. 

Chuckling at the other when he was so easy to be fooled, he grinned at him -- which was a rare sight for the stoic man -- waving his hand apologetically. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I had to.” 

Despite the high-pitched screaming, he just poked one finger into his ear and tried to balance out his messed up hearing before speaking up once more. “Yes, yes, that’s you. Unless you changed your name without my knowledge?”

It felt really nice to just goof around like this with one another -- it was quite easy to do so, for they trusted each other so devotedly, sometimes just a glance was enough for them to know what the other thought or felt. Coyly, he moved his hand on top of the other’s, brushing his finger tips over porcelain skin.

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        Issa easily brushed off how apathetic the man was, continuing to talk in his overly-excited manor as always. “ Nothing?! I don’t think it was nothing! “ Obviously to him, what he had done was practically saving his life, depending on what the creeper had planned on doing in the end. “ I’m so relieved you came along, honestly. “ He said with a sigh, pushing his face up against the other’s arm. For him, the gesture wasn’t all that odd, but he wasn’t aware of the gender mix-up. He was just a naturally touchy person, so he had assumed it was a completely normal thing to do.

       “ Cool!! “ He exclaimed, despite not being too surprised with the answer he had received. “ Being in a gang must be so much fun! “ Issa rambled, before freezing up when he was scolded. “ Ah, yea, I had a night class today. “ The answer he gave must not have made much sense, since he was also unaware that the man thought he was a child, not a college student. “ I guess this short cut wasn’t such a good idea… “ An awkward laugh came out with that statement, knowing that it was completely his own fault that he had gotten in this situation in the first place.

        Not being very good with hints, Issa hadn’t even realized that he was making the other uncomfortable in the first place. It wasn’t as if he had been holding the man’s hand, though maybe keeping himself pressed against his arm was an even stranger thing to do. Nonetheless, he showed no signs of letting go any time soon, probably because he really didn’t want to be left alone again. Not after having such a thing happen to him. The red-head felt much safer having the man there with him, despite the fact that they had literally met only minutes ago.

         Of course, he would jump at the chance to have the man take him home– anything so he didn’t have to walk by himself while it was still dark. “ My apartment is only a little further ahead, if you wanna just walk me all the way there. “ He knew that there was much safer places to be walking, but unfortunately, his apartment itself wasn’t in a very nice place, so walking the safer way would only double the time that it took to get there.

Upon the other’s quick decision to hug his arm, Danchiku just stared wide-eyed and bewildered at the girl, shaking his head some; she truly was naive to simply hug someone with a pocket knife who was clearly robbing a creep -- if anything, a normal person would’ve called the cops on such a person, yet Ryuuhou went as far as to attack that weirdo. It was a dangerous thing to do and could’ve easily backfired at him. But he was not a man without courage, that’s for sure. “Relieved?” Puzzled as to why she would say such a thing, he grimaced. Surely, he wanted to help her -- and obviously, he did. But with the shady backhand reason of stealing money from that guy. Attempting to shrug out of her tight grip on his arm, he hemmed in order to show her that this action was indecent, perhaps people would confuse them as a couple ---- really, nobody wanted to be considered Dan’s girlfriend. He was walking-talking trouble. “I didn’t really save you per se -- I stole the guy’s money and threatened him. But I am glad to have assisted you.” The boy said, nodding his head politely as a man should behave in front of a female.

“Fun...” Ryuuhou repeated as he squinted at the female; she seemed to be a real, true airhead. Sighing slightly, he cocked his head to the side. “I could name you a few fun activities and none of which being a gang member to be frank?” He could go on and on about explaining how it was not a fun thing in general -- surely, they had fun times together and whatnot... but -- generally speaking -- they were endangering themselves to other criminals. Plus, some even went as far as being full-on criminals themselves and ruining the core meaning of a Bousouzoku gang. Shameful. 

The more that girlie was speaking, the more confused he had gotten. “Wait a second-- night class. I don’t think middle schoolers have night classes, last time I checked.” Being quite blunt about his presumptions, he wanted to get the record straight ---- was she a middle schooler or someone older? Really, someone this naive couldn’t go to college... right?! Right?!?!

Of course, the good old short cut. Danchiku chuckled lamely in the back of his throat. “Only naive people take short cuts in the middle of the night at a bad neighbourhood such as this one...” Of course, he would’ve rather said ‘idiots’, but that would’ve been rather cruel towards a girl ---- he much rather picked that kind of phrasing towards fellow gang guys.

Not far from there? It was quite stranger to live in such an area when not being a gangster or criminal ---- if (and that was a big if after that conversation) that person still lived with their parents, then... that would be quite the wild area to buy a house for the family and such... “Mhm... alright, I will escort you home.” Combing back the blue streaks on the front of his hair, he let the other still cling to his arm as they walked down the road, looking left and ride to make sure they weren’t followed; even if he may be of any security to her right now, it would not mean that these rats weren’t going to follow her home and attack when they know she was alone -- or at least vulnerable, for he really didn’t know if she lived alone.

“Say, uhm... you live with your parents or something? I mean... you really do look young... or like maybe with family? Siblings? Room mates?” At this point he really didn’t know what age she was at anymore ---- and here he was, calling the stranger earlier a paedophile. Perhaps he was really, really wrong. Could it be that this was an adult woman? The thought made his cheeks flush up the slightest ---- he wasn’t exactly used to female presences, it was all gang guys around him, men amongst men, really. Sometimes women would hit on him at the bar, ‘cause he looked ‘dangerous and mysterious’, but in fact, he really didn’t give it too much thought to have a relationship. Not when he was in a gang. He really didn’t want to endanger any woman by his side ---- not even the call girls, they deserved better.

Protector | Bōsōzoku!AU

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God, it was super embarrassing that Kaburagi would find out that way —- that his classmate was part of a gang and secretly did criminal things behind the guy’s back, and more so, spending time with people without the knowledge of Issa, let alone making him part of it. Someone who had such a separation anxiety as the tangerine haired boy wouldn’t deal with such information quite easily and perhaps feel betrayed? Danchiku already felt the friendship faltering and crumbling just with the mere thought… breaking the trust of his best friend like that was crucial. However, Issa was also the only one he wanted to call in such a situation. Bailing out was no problem, however, someone had to pick him up and sign papers for him, and the other would know how Ryuuhou wanted to avoid involving his parents —- they were rather strict and something like that might be a break-neck stunt.

“Your guest is here, punk.” The guard mumbled as they walked down the hallway towards three cells of which only one was occupied – and that was his. That was usually the cells for those who were too drunk to leave or who need to get a statement done when sobering up. Or teenage delinquents who were caught breaking into abandoned properties that were under the protection of the state and law, to prevent vandalism. And honestly, yes the boy was smoking and drinking and one could still smell it on him. Issa would smell it on him!!! He just wanted to crawl under the bunk bed and die, unable to even look at his friend, he just turned his face away in shame.

After the cell was unlocked by the guard, he murmured something about leaving the two alone for a few moments, apparently having enough trust in Kaburagi that there were no tricks involved.

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dankabu (kabudan??) is a Good and Cute ship 😤

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[Season 3 confirmed!!!!]

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Might make this into a postcard or buttons!! u v u please stay tuned 

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막짤은 to. 아징님 ㅎㅎㅎ