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Two Became One: Why Does It Hurt?

A/N: This is a very self-indulgent fanfiction I wrote. It contains spoiler about The Last Game movie. You've been warned, I guess. The game progressed until it reached the fourth quarter. Ellie cheered for Seijuro, firmly believing in her faith on him that he can turn the tides to their favor and he will lead the team to win. However, seeing Nash’s true form still made Ellie nervous.

When the score went back to the four-point difference, Ellie felt her heart aching, as if it was being gripped by something and being squeezed tight. She was looking at Seijuro in shock, unbelieving of what her intuition is telling her.

“I was a persona who shouldn’t have existed in the first place. Just being able to play with everyone is an awfully large farewell gift for me. Thank you.”

In that instance, Ellie knew that her Sei-chan had disappeared. She could deduce that it was for the sake of winning, for the sake of getting back at Jobberwock and Nash for mocking the basketball they played. But it still hurts so much that she couldn’t help but cry. Even when Midorima scored a three-pointer resulting to only a point difference in the score between Vorpal Swords and Jobberwock, Ellie couldn’t cheer anymore. She couldn’t be as happy as before, as cheerful as before.

This feeling is as if your loved one was suddenly taken away from you, and all of a sudden you realized they wouldn’t exist in your life anymore, with only your memories as a proof that they had once been with you.

The game ended with Vorpal Swords winning, but Ellie was unable to celebrate. Seijuro saw her crying and he immediately ran to her and scooped her into his arms. The Miracle Captain knew that no words can console Ellie right now. The members also let the two of them be, especially the Miracles. They knew that it must have been agonizing for Ellie to see her Sei-chan disappeared.

“Ellie,” Seijuro cupped Ellie’s face and wiped the tears streaming down her cheeks, “I know you care for and love him equally, and I can see that you are hurting. But he and I are now one and whole. Won’t you be happy for us?” As he asked that, Seijuro bent down and kissed Ellie’s forehead.

Ellie hiccupped as she hugged Seijuro tightly, burying her face in the man’s sturdy chest, not minding how Seijuro was covered in sweat: “Rationally, I know and understand. But it really hurts. I just... love you so much. I love all of you, including him.”

“I know, Ellie. And we, no, I love you so much more.” Seijuro answered as he planted a gentle kiss on Ellie’s lips. A/N: This is a very self-indulgent short fanfic about my reaction on Sei's another persona disappearing in The Last Game movie.

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loves061 · 2 years ago

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COMMS!! ROR Beelzebub x Reader

Disclaimer: This piece is commissioned by @aoikitsun! Thank you very much!! If anyone wanted a commission, please tip me some coffee.

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When Beelzebub first met [Y/N], it was when the latter enthusiastically volunteered to help him with an experiment he’s doing. At first, he couldn’t understand why someone would volunteer to be experimented on, but he did not say anything as [Y/N]’s self-healing ability was the most suitable for this particular experiment.

“Hey Beelze!” [Y/N] would greet Beelzebub ever so cheerfully every time before the start of the experiment. And then, [Y/N] would entrust her body and let Beelzebub do whatever he wanted with it. What Beelzebub admittedly found amazing about [Y/N] is that no matter how painful or gruesome the experiment session gets, [Y/N] would never even release a grunt or scream. It was incredible and commendable, especially since Beelzebub knows how cruel these hands of him are when it comes to experimenting.

After a while, this became more like a kind of bonding for Beelzebub and [Y/N]. For Beelzebub, [Y/N] is the greatest specimen to conduct an experiment on. Not only is she obedient and does not scream or make a sound, her self-healing ability is itself also a treasure. Beelzebub can experiment on [Y/N] whenever he wants, and the latter never uttered any disapproval or dissatisfaction. Beelzebub was happy.

“Hey Beelze, I’d like to ask for a day off today.” [Y/N] told Beelzebub, or more like, she’s asking for his approval, like an employee asking for a leave from her boss. Beelzebub revealed a frown. The experiment is in its critical phase, and it was better to work on it without wasting any time. Still, this was the first time [Y/N] asked something from him, and it was something she originally had the freedom and right to have.

“Why?” Beelzebub asked in a cold voice. It wasn’t like he cared about the particular reason, he just asked out of curiosity.

“You.. don’t know?” [Y/N] asked, but then she remembered that Beelzebub doesn’t care much about anything so she explained further, “Today is my birthday. The other Greek Gods wanted to celebrate with me so I am going to have a celebration with them.”

“Greek Gods?” Beelzebub’s brows tightened even further. He seemed to feel a little bit irritated hearing those words.

“Yup! I was also surprised because Athena said it was Poseidon who first raised the idea of celebrating my birthday.” [Y/N] said before releasing a chuckle.

Beelzebub looked at that beautiful smiling face and something inside him bubbled with dissatisfaction, “You can’t go.”

It was already spoken before Beelzebub can think about it. [Y/N] paused and looked at Beelzebub.

“I.. can’t?” [Y/N] asked hesitantly in confirmation.

Beelzebub was also taken aback by his own words, but his pride would not allow himself to take back what he said, so he just followed up with a cold voice: “You can’t. The experiment is at its critical stage and it’d be best to take advantage of every minute to finish the experiment.”

“Oh.” [Y/N] could not help but be disappointed. But what else can she expect from Beelzebub? He has always been like this. So she cheered up and said: “It’s fine, then. At least I can celebrate my birthday with Beelze!”

Those words somehow eased up the irritation Beelzebub is feeling. He didn’t say anything and only went towards his lab room with [Y/N] in tow.

However, before they started another session of experiment, [Y/N] heard a very silent greeting of ‘happy birthday’. Seeing as it was coming from Beelzebub, [Y/N]’s lips curved up into a sweet smile, and her heart couldn’t help but feel as sweet, too.

[Y/N] and Beelzebub’s days passed by like that, one experimenting and the other being experimented on.

[Y/N] recently developed a habit of bugging Beelzebub after every experiment session. She would drag him over to her quarters, bake some cookies, and let Beelzebuib taste them. At first, Beelzebub was always unwilling, and he would rather rot on his lab room than go with her. After an extensive bugging from [Y/N], Beelzebub relented and went once. Of course since he already relented once, [Y/N] would bug him continuously until he relents continuously as well.

Then, it developed as a habit.

“How is it?” [Y/N] asked expectantly.

Beelzebub looked at that sparkling eyes filled with brilliance and anticipation, and he could only feel that those eyes staring at him were too bright. He looked away and hummed softly.

“Good.” It was undoubtedly a compliment, but Beelzebub make it seem like he was only saying this for [Y/N]’s sake.

“That’s great! I’d like to distribute them to Poseidon and the others.” [Y/N] said cheerfully.

Hearing that particular name once again, Beelzebub’s good mood was destroyed in an instant. He looked at the cookies carefully put in a box with a dark gaze, and he took the box and threw it away in a trash bin together with the cookies.

“Don’t bother. I already sent them to where they belong.” Beelzebub said coldly as he pointed to the cookies in the trash bin. [Y/N] did not expect him to do that and she glared at Beelzebub.

“What’s wrong with you?! If you didn’t like it, you could have left it alone! You saw how hard I worked to make them, why do you have to throw it in the trash?!” This was the first time [Y/N] lashed out at Beelzebub. The reason was because she was never one who likes to waste food nor does she condone this, especially if it was something personally made by her.

“Did you just yell at me? What for? Because I threw the cookies you want to give to those Greek Gods you’re so close to?” Beelzebub asked with a sneer.

[Y/N] looked at Beelzebub, and for the first time she wondered why she fell in love with this man. She was clearly asking for abuse. She made those cookies solely for him to get a taste. She only thought of giving them to others once she had Beelzebub’s feedback.

[Y/N] cursed at herself for being so weak, as tears started forming in her eyes. She’d never cried or screamed when she was being experimented on, yet why is it that she’s crying right now? Beelzebub was also taken aback when he saw [Y/N]’s eyes reddening.

“You…” Somehow, Beelzebub wanted to say something to ease the situation, but he wasn’t willing to apologize or admit that he’s said something wrong. He just chose to harrumphed lowly and left just like that, leaving [Y/N] crying like that.

After that, the two rarely talked to each other. The experiment reached the final stages with the two having a cold war.

[Y/N] badly wanted their relationship to ease up, and go back to how it was before, not like now where they look like they are back to square one.

After the experiment was successfully finished and yield satisfactory result, [Y/N] took the initiative to talk to Beelzebub with the excuse of celebrating the completion of the experiment. Beelzebub took a glance at [Y/N] and did not say anything, but he still followed her to her quarters.

In [Y/N]’s room, a variety of baked goods were present, all of which was personally made by [Y/N]. The two sat down face to face with each other, and they ate silently. At first the silence was awkward, but after a while the atmosphere eased. [Y/N] felt Beelzebub’s mood softened up and she smiled happily.

“Hey Beelze, have I ever told you that I love you?”

It was sudden, like an avalanche that came crushing down so suddenly without warning. Beelzebub stiffened noticeably as he looked up, and looked at [Y/N] to see if the other was serious.

What met Beelzebub’s gaze where those eyes that were as brilliant and bright as ever. It felt scorching. Beelzebub felt blinded by the light in those eyes and he looked away.

“You should stop, then. I only see you as a perfect experimental body.” Beelzebub said with rejection in his tone, but he felt slightly conflicted as he does not seem to like what he said himself.

[Y/N] chuckled at Beelzebub’s answer, “I know. I’m not expecting you to like me back. Just let me work hard and work my way into your heart.”

Beelzebub did not utter any answer, but the tips of his ears felt hot.

Beelzebub thought they would keep going this way, with [Y/N] as the subject and he’s experimenting on her, as the latter worked her way into his heart, as was her words are.

Until one day, when he had a very hard and extensive experiment that exclusively needed [Y/N] as the subject because of her self-healing ability, an accident happened.

One of the chemical compounds he used to configure [Y/N]’s DNA interfered with the self-healing properties in [Y/N]’s blood, which lead to [Y/N] failing to heal herself.

“Don’t try anymore, Beelze… it won’t work.” [Y/N] weakly said as Beelzebub continued to work on her body, his face visibly showing unwillingness.

“Shut up! Don’t talk nonsense, [Y/N], this will succeed.” Beelzebub exclaimed. [Y/N] smiled wryly, as this is the first time she heard Beelzebub say her name clearly.

“Sorry Beelze. It turns out I wasn’t a good experimental subject, too.” [Y/N] said jokingly as she coughed weakly, directly coughing out blood.

“I said to f*cking shut up!” Beelzebub shouted at [Y/N]. He was agitated but his hands were steady. Unfortunately, no matter how steady his hands are, he can’t undo the mistake he committed. He could only feel [Y/N]’s life force slipping away, as more blood flowed out of [Y/N]’s body.

“Beelze… I love you.”

That was the last words Beelzebub heard from [Y/N].

Beelzebub couldn’t accept the failure of this experiment. He was especially unwilling to lose such a precious experimental subject as [Y/N]. He couldn’t accept that he failed because of his own mistakes.

Or so he thought.

After a while Beelzebub realized that his unwillingness didn’t come from losing a valuable experimental subject, but because it was [Y/N] whom he lost. He was unwilling to accept that [Y/N] died, even more so that [Y/N] died because of him.

He slowly realized that most of his actions before stemmed from jealousy, because he doesn’t want any other Gods, or any being in that regard, to receive special attention from [Y/N]. He does not want [Y/N]’s ever bright eyes to be projected to another being. Even if Beelzebub felt that it was blinding, the light held in [Y/N]’s eyes was filled with warmth, and it intruded his dark life. It comforted him, and he subconsciously craved for it.

He realized that he regarded [Y/N] more dearly than just being his experimental subject. He realized that he had fallen in love with [Y/N] much earlier, when he was still unwilling to admit his feelings.

Beelzebub realized that he’s mad because he made a mistake that caused [Y/N] to die; he’s sad because he is the primary, or rather, sole reason why [Y/N] died; and lastly, he’s remorseful and regretful because he never had the chance to admit his feelings and say it to [Y/N] when she’s still alive.

Beelzebub remembered the first time [Y/N] went to him, telling him that she was willing to be his exclusive experimental subject.

Beelzebub remembered himself asking her at that time, “Why?”

[Y/N] answered with a smile and a firm voice, “I trust you, so I’m willing. And I want to help you succeed in your experiments.”

For the first time in Beelzebub’s life, or maybe not the first time he cried, but this time he cried hard. He was mournful and his heart ached badly. He wanted to apologize to [Y/N] for failing her trust. He wanted to tell [Y/N] that she doesn’t need to make her way into his heart, because she already had a place there reserved especially for her.

However, everything was too late. He had lost the woman he loves so dearly, and it was his own hands that caused [Y/N] to lose her life.

Perhaps he might never forgive himself for this grave sin he committed.

Disclaimer: This piece is commissioned by @aoikitsun! Thank you very much!! If anyone wanted a commission, please tip me some coffee.

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