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Kizuna || Scaramouche x Fem!Reader

Chapter Two

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Kazuha and Heizou had made their departure and everything had been, seemingly, resolved.

"So.." What was next? You turned down the man you'd been chasing your entire life and he was happy with another now. You were also supposed to feel content. Weren't you?

No... You were just confused now. This was already starting to feel like maybe this wasn't how it was supposed to go. You furrowed your brow in thought.

Turning to Scaramouche for answers, you only caught a glimpse of his back as he hadn't even hesitated for a moment to walk away.

"Wait!-" You were even more lost now. Especially after everything that had just happened. It had seemed like he would've done anything to ensure your position beside him just a moment ago - yet now he was walking away. You only followed behind him a few paces, reaching out.

He ignored you.

You began to wonder, 'was it all just an act? All just for show? Did he even care at all or did he simply keep you from Kazuha just to prove that he could?'.

You weren't sure what to say. He took the words straight out from your mouth, tugging them past your lips with that kiss and ripping everything from you.

Anger bubbled up within - quickly.

"What the..." You trailed off, seething, you mumbled to yourself through clenched teeth. Tartaglia approached from behind you, resting a hand on your shoulder. "Oh, you poor thing..." He gave your shoulder a quick squeeze. In that moment it may have reassured you... normally. But it only irritated you more. Swatting his hand away and shrugging him off, you watched him as he smiled and held his hands above his head in surrender. The chuckle he let out only grated on your nerves more. "You're already becoming just like him" the ginger man pointed out. You groaned in frustration.

"Fine then! Have it your way!" It was in your every right to be frustrated, you barged past Childe as you headed straight for the door. You needed time. To think, to calm down, to breathe.

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Telling yourself over and over again that maybe this was just temporary, you were attempting to delude yourself in order to calm down. You just didn't understand. What could you have possibly done wrong in those short moments that had him walking away?

You sat in one of the cafés on campus, just having an iced drink, mindlessly spinning the straw round and round just as your thoughts were swirling round and round. The chunks of ice clattered against each other as they were forced to collide, trapped in such close proximity, held and lumped in together in the clear cup.

You were still scowling as you took a sip.

"Rough day already?" A familiar, warm and cheerful voice echoed behind you like a sweet, bright melody. Yoimiya. You turned around to see her reassuring smile. It seemed to instantly soothe your nerves, your scowl vanishing instantly as she took a seat at the table in the chair opposite yours.

"You could say that..." The sigh that escaped your lips was involuntary. It had just managed to worm it's way out, though it made Yoimiya giggle so you took that. Her joy really was infectious beyond belief. You were even smiling too now. She truly was a blessing in that moment.

"Well, neighbour, Yoimiya is here to cheer you right up!" She took your hands in her own, looking you right in the eyes. The light in her amber eyes glistened and sparkled like fireworks. "Come on. Let me take you out for our own little girls day. It's totally on me. But....if you don't feel better, I'm accepting payment to make up for my efforts. It's a tough world out there" You laughed. You couldn't help it. "I totally get it" You empathised with her.

She tugged you along everywhere. You ate all your favourite foods, played games at the local arcade, got a full facial done and to top it all off ended the day with looking up at the night sky from the top of a cliff as fireworks flooded the dark of the sky with colour. You couldn't help but appreciate the girl for everything she had gone through with you today. It was certain that this friendship was now locked for life.

The two of you walked back to your dorms together, just laughing and talking about anything and everything. You felt like you would be able to open up to her about whatever you wanted and she would just validate you. It felt nice to be so seen.

"Thank you for this, Yoimiya. I don't think I would've survived if you hadn't given me something to do to take my mind off things. I feel refreshed enough to think rationally now" You genuinely were grateful, and happily expressed your gratitude to her. "Awhhh! It's really no problem. This is what friends are for after all, right? Friends are forever" She chirped happily. You nodded with a small smile of your own and you both turned into your own dorm rooms with a wave.

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As you turned into your dorm room, you were already quite exhausted - even if you were in a good mood - so you certainly didn't expect the surprise that you were met with when you looked up from the door handle.

And yet there he was: in all his... purple glory.

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"Believe me now?"

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Gojo x Reader || Royal AU

In which... Gojo is a (semi) secret prince, however reader doesn't believe the rumours

Warnings/Tags: Fluff, Slight angst, major character death, crack??? probably very OOC (idk I can't write to save my life), historically inaccurate (I ALSO don't know anything :D !), your typical royal au fic, no curse au, reader's gender is not specified, second person pov, there's a really lovely old lady in this, don't ask where the plot went (I can't find it either), not proof-read at all

Word count: 3.9k+

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"Is it true?" You ask, curiously, as you sit on the lush green field with him. It's late. The moon hanging over the both of you as you as you bathe in each other's company. It was peaceful, quiet moments like these that you really relished in. Mostly because he was with you. ...Not that he was the quietest person you'd ever met.

"Would it matter?" He wore his typical grin. He was challenging you, as he often was. You knew it didn't, but of course anyone would be curious in this situation.

Hearing rumours that your best friend was some prince from another kingdom, who had run away to neglect his responsibilities for a quick holiday that lasted several years now, was a little unbelievable. But, if your best friend was Satoru Gojo...it didn't seem like too much of a stretch. It was the possibility - the chance - that had pushed you to ask. Honestly, you hadn't been expecting much of a clearer response than the one he had given you anyways.

"Nah. Not really. Just wondering" You answered with a sigh as you turned to him. He had been making a flower crown out of the daisies he was plucking from the ground. His cheeky smile never faltered. He turned his focus towards you, before speaking up again.

"You don't seriously believe all that nonsense though, do you?" He continued to test you, challenge you. It must've been his favourite thing to do at this point.

"Ehh..not really. But nothing's too unbelievable when it comes to you. I'm going to assume that means the claims are false then?" You concluded with yet another sigh, sharing your thoughts on the matter.

He laughed, finally completing the flower crown and placing it gently over your head. "If it wouldn't change anything, why does it matter?" Still refusing to give you a clear answer, though you didn't have much of a choice but to accept it.

"It doesn't" You simply responded.

"Then..why do you seem so disappointed? Hm?" He cocked his head to the side, placing a hand on your cheek, which you subconsciously leaned into. "I'm not disappointed" You defended. "I'm just getting sick of your vague answers" You rolled your eyes, bringing your hand up over his one that remained gently holding your face. He chuckled at that, letting his hand slide off your skin.

"How could you ever get sick of me?" He was very aware that he had you wrapped around his finger, and he was certainly not afraid to use it to his advantage. You let out an exasperated sigh. Sigh, sigh, sigh - all you felt was exhaustion around him. But not really. His energy was contagious, infecting you more often than not, but it was hard to keep up in the later hours of the night. However, it was endless for him.

"Not sick of you, sick of your responses. There's a difference" You pointed out as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, giving his forehead a little flick. Just hard enough to sting.

"Ah, not sick of me? Hm? Am I just that...interesting? Entertaining? Irresistible?" He leaned in, not knowing what 'personal space' meant - clearly. He had a teasing lilt in his voice. Seriously? This guy..

You didn't have anything to say to that. You were left speechless. Instead: you just laughed, distracting him, so you could give him a hard kick in the leg. He brought his leg up, clutching it for a bit as he cursed under his breath. He sucked in a sharp breath and gave you a glare before putting his leg back down. This pulled a genuine laugh from you, and at least that made him smile too. Even if you didn't really notice it.

You spent the rest of the evening like this until you eventually fell asleep - on his shoulder. He adjusted his position for your comfort as you slept, still looking ahead at the scenery, admiring the night sky as he took in your presence and the weight of your body against his. He listened to your soft breathing as it evened out, the quiet sounds of the wildlife settling in for the night, and the sway of trees and grass created by the wind.

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"Satoru?" You called, sleepily, as the morning light woke you. You had instantly realised he wasn't there as you found yourself leaning against a fence. Strange. He usually was still sleeping like a log when you woke up after your long nightly chats. But he wasn't anywhere to be found. Maybe he went home?

You got up to your feet, sore from the awkward sleeping position, but you trudged over to his house anyways: only to not get an answer. Okay, now it was getting really weird. Maybe he just went out to buy some things at the market?

That's when you turned in the sound of some commotion. A crowd had gathered on the path a little way down. A horse-drawn carriage sat on the cobblestone path in the middle of the crowd of townsfolk.

You made your way over trying to get a look too. Okay, so maybe you were a little nosy...

The royal crest from a neighbouring kingdom was placed on both doors on either side of the carriage in a shining, gleaming gold. The carriage itself was a nice, pure white just like the horses that pulled it along. A well-dressed man sat at the front, holding onto the reigns as he seemed to be preparing himself to leave. The curtains on the inside were drawn, the velvet material concealed any view of who was inside the vehicle.

What was a royal from another kingdom doing here anyways? You decided to tell Gojo about seeing such a thing later when you met up with him again. You began to walk away once the crowd dispersed to let the carriage make its departure. Just then as the carriage passed you, someone peered out, opening the curtain a little to take a peek. You caught a flash of white, snapping your head back around with widened eyes only managing to catch the sight of the material swishing shut, concealing who was inside once more.

You got chills just from feeling their glance - whoever it was.

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As the sun began to set and you still hadn't found Gojo, you decided it would be best to just wait at the usual spot. So you sat on the field where you usually did. Where he was usually beside you..but he seemed to be running a little late today. You found the daisy flower crown there. It must've slipped off whilst you were sleeping yesterday. You had forgotten all about it for a while, too consumed with the task of trying to find Gojo. You picked up the delicate chain, inspected it. You didn't have much better to do as you waited anyways, right? It was a little squished but still in relatively good condition and each link was still intact. Not bad work...

You placed it back down beside you where Gojo would normally sit. You thought back to the conversation you had with him before he had placed it on your head.

Then you thought back to the carriage you saw. What crest did that kingdom belong to again? You were sure it was familiar in some way. Could it be?...

But Gojo had dismissed those rumours last night. Though, he wasn't known to be entirely truthful anyways, and it wasn't like he answered properly. Had someone come to finally drag him back? No... Surely, he wouldn't have left without at least a goodbye. Maybe it was for him, but he was still here. He had to be. He hadn't said goodbye, hadn't left you with any inspiring messages, or stupid jokes, or any clue where this kingdom of his even was. Ridiculous. He wasn't gone. No. He wasn't.

So, you waited. And waited. And waited even more. Until eventually you fell asleep waiting.

You were awoken by a kind old lady who lived opposite you. She blocked the sun's rays with her body as she stood over you, giving you a slight poke with a long stick. "Is this thing even still alive?.." You heard her mutter as she continued to gently prod at you a couple times. What the hell?... You sat up, letting your eyes adjust as you stared up at her. "Ah" You saw her slowly smile as she realised you were, indeed, alive.

"Can I help you, madam?" You asked, raising a slight eyebrow, bringing a hand up over your face to shield your eyes from the bright morning light. "Oh, it's nothing. I was just a little worried for you, dear. You were simply laying there like the fish my late husband used to bring home - dead" Well... alright.. "His name was-" You didn't hear much else, blocking her out. You were sure she meant well, it's just you realised she was just as eccentric and random as a certain someone else you knew. Who still hadn't stopped by. Not a sign or clue or anything from him. You weren't sure where she was in her story but you interrupted anyways.

"Sorry to interrupt, madam, but have you happened to have seen Satoru recently?" You asked, still trying to remain polite. She hadn't done anything wrong after all. "Ahh...that young man? Why yes, I think I did" She seemed to try to recall something. "That was it. I'm fairly certain the last time I saw him was when he got into the carriage. It was a rather lovely vehicle and the horses seemed to be such gentle creatures. Back when my husband was alive-" The old woman started going on again.

However, you were already on your feet. You thanked her as you ran by, sprinting off to his house just to check once more that he wasn't at home. You needed to know if this woman was serious. No way. There was totally no way.

Empty.

That's it. He was really gone. You slumped down sitting by the front of his home, leaning against the door. Well, he had gone home, in a way. Just...not this one.

Before you even realised it a tear had begun making its way down your cheek. You quickly wiped it away. Crying over an idiot? Were you just as stupid or what? But why? Why did it hurt? Why was there this lingering ache in your chest that you just couldn't seem to shake off? How frustrating. How could he just leave like this? Leave you in this state? Your heart felt like it was being slowly squeezed and crushed, compressed under the grasp of a strong hand. It clawed deep inside you, scratching at all your deepest emotions and yanking them towards the surface.

That's when you began to sob. Why did you care? Yeah, he was your best friend or whatever. Or at least he was supposed to be. He was supposed to be the one that understood you when you couldn't even understand yourself, like in times like this. He was your constant support, your rock, no matter what. Now it was missing - a part of you was also missing. You felt small. So unbelievably small. And he wasn't there to lift you up.

"Unbelievable!" You yelled out as you laughed, tears staining your face as you wept, feeling every inch of the immense pain that was inflicted on you.

"When I next see Satoru Gojo... he's a dead man" You grumbled under your breath as you composed yourself and brushed yourself off. You got back up and turned to leave to head back to your own home, already sick of being in front of his, not before giving his a good kick though. Your breath was still shaky, but you had mostly calmed down. You'd get over it eventually. You hoped.

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A few months had passed by and you eventually started getting back on track. Your routine had changed now that he wasn't around to fill in parts of your day, but you were beginning to get accustomed to this life too.

You were helping that old lady from before with watering her flowers in the basket that hung outside just below her window. The sun shone down on you as you focused on the job you had volunteered to take on (to give yourself some more to do). She droned on about stories of her deceased husband again and you pretended to be interested and listening, which she seemed more than happy with even when you answered "mhm" when she had jokingly asked if you thought he should've kicked the bucket sooner.

Just as you were about to move on to another set of flowers a young boy had run down the street, almost tripping over his own feet face first in front of you as he waved a letter in the air. "For you, miss" He grinned up at you, handing it to you with both hands, before scurrying away again.

The envelope was sealed with wax. With the same royal crest you had seen on the carriage that day. You absent-mindedly traced a finger over it, before it actually set in your mind that it that it was the crest. When you realised you stopped for a second and wasted no time in ripping the envelope open to pull out the letter.

You scanned over the words, not really taking them in at all. Then you obviously noticed you weren't actually reading it and started again. This time with the lady peering over your shoulder to catch a glimpse. "Ooh, how exciting" She smiled and giggled as she had somehow managed to finish reading before you had.

The letter was an invitation to a royal event in the next kingdom over, ruled by the Gojo Clan.

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'Hey, so all the fancy, formal invitations have already been sent out! Sorry! However, I wanted to invite you anyways. Personally, of course.

Anyways, come visit me! We're hosting an event over here because they think I need to get married or something and I had originally run away to avoid it but they forced me back. (Whoopsies!) Something, something being important or whatever they were saying. What a boring bunch, huh? So, we're basically hosting a party or something, right? And they're serving free food. You should seriously stop by. Stop by. I'm telling you you have to come.

See you there!'

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The details were added below and with a bunch of random doodles and scribbles.

Your grip on the paper tightened. The audacity. How could he disappear without saying anything and then send a letter months later? The little smiley face drawn in the corner near your thumb seemed to just be laughing at you and it was not helping. It was crushed under your grip.

"Do you think you'll attend?" The woman, whose presence you had already forgotten as you were absorbed in reading the letter, spoke up, making you jump a little.

"I mean...I was invited, right? But I don't know. I feel like I'd be far too out of place. Spending my evening surrounded by stuck up, wealthy nobles, that are just chasing more money, doesn't seem like an ideal use of my time" You pondered for a while. You were a little curious about this event though and it had been a while since you had last seen him, even if he was currently getting really under your skin. "Heyy..." You were a little suspicious of this, having a new realisation. "Isn't this also isn't this like every cringe romance novel ever?- This has to be a set up-"

"You know what my husband would've said if he was alive-"

"Alright, I'll go!" You gave in, not needing to hear another fifteen hour long story. The old woman simply chuckled, a kind smile on her face as she placed her hand gently on your shoulder. And honestly? That made you smile too.

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Your outfit was uncomfortable as you struggled to move as freely as you usually would. It was nice of that old lady to buy it for you, so you promised you'd wear it with pride, but seriously? Did formal attire have to be so restrictive? More importantly.. since when were your neighbours secretly crazy rich?!

You decided not to think about it too much..maybe it was her husband's life insurance-

You walked up the fancy stairs to this massive palace, nearly falling on your face no less than eight times. You had been collected by a carriage that was sent specifically for you and you didn't really know how to feel about it. But you weren't sure how you'd get here without it. When you got to the top of the steps someone was checking people on some list. Wow, a really fancy event then.. I mean, it seemed that way in the letter but Gojo had just passed it off as a party so you subconsciously toned it down in your mind too. That little-

"Name?" The man in front asked. Before you could answer, out burst the man himself: Satoru Gojo. He immediately swung his arm around you, sending you flying forwards a little. "No worries here! This one's with me" He clicked his tongue and winked at the guy who was verifying guests. Even this guy seemed sick to death of Gojo.

It was strange seeing him again. He was dressed...nice. Much nicer than when he was living in the village. Expensive. Gojo hurried you into the building, a hand on your back as he ushered you through the grand doors.

"So... The rumours were true?" You asked as he walked you into the building. He didn't answer, and as you observed his face from the side you could see the wide grin that was etched onto his face.

As you walked into the main room you were met with a magnificent sight. Everything was polished and set up perfectly. Crystal dishes, a wide and expensive selection of different foods, marble floors, a chandelier, silver cutlery that you could see your reflection in, people dressed in grand dresses and suits. It wasn't anything like you were used to.

A few of the noble ladies swarmed him as he stepped into the room as he flirted with them and sent them off squealing. No wonder his ego is the same size as this palace. You rolled your eyes, turning away.

Gojo gestured to the room, "Do you believe them now?" He asked cheekily, already knowing what your response would be. "Nope" You answered sarcastically.

"Do I have to tell you directly, hmm?~" He faced you now, one hand held yours as the other tilted your chin up to look at him.

"I'm this kingdom's prince"

"Really?"

Just on cue another woman approached him, "Prince Gojo, would you consider-" She was silenced as she walked straight into the hand he lifted, her face getting smooshed in his palm, make-up ruined - silencing her. She scurried away, taking her heavy dress with her, clearly embarrassed.

"Believe me now?"

He cocked his head as he smirked. You couldn't help but burst out laughing as he lowered his hand, smiling at the sight of you unable to contain your laughter.

Nothing had changed.

All eyes were on you as you laughed. To them, it was ridiculous to think you could laugh so freely in the presence of royalty. But you were comfortable with him, just as he was with you. You hadn't even realised. You didn't need to. Because the look in one pair of eyes overpowered the rest of them.

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As the night went on you actually enjoyed yourself. You thought you'd be out of place and it would be awkward. And you were totally out of place but Gojo never left your side. He had a hand on you somehow all night. You were only acutely aware of it as often it would be so subtle. His touch made you feel welcomed, like you belonged.

Then, the main event came.

It was time for Gojo to choose a "suitor". They called him up to the front and he dragged you up with him by the arm. You were really confused for a moment. He had an arm around your waist as he pulled you into his side. You were struggling to balance, grumbling the entire time he was giving his speech.

He scanned the crowd, trying to pick someone out. You could see the sea of colourfully dressed people look and wait, all with hopeful looks on their faces. He raised an arm to point, his hand moving over the room only to land on you.

He then turned back to the crowd. "You all are a really dull bunch of people" He sighed, seemingly disappointed, running a hand through his pure, white hair. "I'm choosing this one" He gave you a little shake making you dizzy.

Someone, another member of the Gojo Clan family you assumed, stepped up. "What have you got to offer? If this is to be successful, both families should benefit. Tell me..what has your family got that we can benefit from here?" Great. You felt like you were not just put on the spot, but viciously thrown out of a moving bullet train and dumped there by the lorry that you happened to have been flung into. "Err-" You didn't have anything to offer. You're just some poor, random from another kingdom. "My family sells wheat to the local bakery?.." You didn't think that would cut it.

Gojo was the only one laughing. But he laughed loud enough for everyone. The rest of them just blinked at you in disgust and disbelief. "Perfect!" Gojo exclaimed, physically sweeping you off your feet. What was actually happening?-

"Absolutely not!-" The other royal began, but he was quickly interrupted by a woman. Your eyes widened in shock. It was the old woman that was still clinging onto her long departed husband. How many people in that village were secretly a part of all this?! Your head was spinning at this point. You felt like the plot here was rapidly being lost. "Of course! I approve of this arrangement" She nodded, walking up to the front with a smile on her face.

"Grandma!" Gojo dropped you, his arms held out to embrace the old woman, leaving you on the floor. You got up, watching the scene, now even more confused. That old woman was his grandma?! "If you're his grandma what were you doing being my neighbour forever?!" You asked, totally baffled. "It was for the plot, my dear" She spoke gently.

"Right..." You were lost. You couldn't be found at this point.

The man who had opposed before had now shut up. It seemed "grandma" over here had more of a say. "Well that settles it then" The old lady decided with a kind expression. "Welcome to the family" She extended her hand to you and shook it. Firm handshake. Nice. You were surprised but you just decided to go along with it.

Wait. "Wait...." You were finally processing. "I am sorry??? What?! Welcome to the huh?! When did I agree to marry him??" You pointed at the snickering Gojo, who was looking like the idiot he always was.

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*(This part is genuinely just crack, not plot relevant at all (credit to a friend for this part))

"What did I miss?" This random man just rose from the shiny, marble floor in front of everyone.

"Oh my-" Gojo's grandma gasped, a hand coming over her mouth. She was so surprised and far too old for a scare like that. She seemed to struggle for a bit...

Wait...was she having a heart attack?! Now? You panicked unsure of what to do. You crouched beside her as she slowly began to collapse. "Are you alright?!" Obviously she wasn't alright, you idiot. "That's...my husband" She reached out to the man that had risen from the floor.

THAT WAS THE HUSBAND??!

And then all of a sudden there was a musical number and everyone started singing and dancing, waving their top hats and clicking their heels-

Were you actually going crazy? You swear you're actually seeing and hearing things now.

The old, now dying, woman then started levitating in the air as the ensemble surrounded her. The synchronization was actually really impressive-

*(I lied this didn't happen)

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A/N: I HOPE YOU ENJOYED 😋 I actually liked writing this closer to the end. I did not have any clue what was happening. I really just lost it 😭 NANAMI IS NEXT SO NANAMI ENJOYERS WATCH OUT 😈

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Kizuna || Valentine's Day Special

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What flowers would they give for Valentine's Day?

Kazuha -

A big bouquet, but not too overwhelming. Something sweet and delicate.

Scaramouche -

Has a somewhat elegant feel even though it's a little strewn about. He'd actually be good at flower arranging but a bit of chaos even in a nice and fragile seeming gift is just his style. (And it looks nice so ╮⁠(⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)⁠╭ )

Childe -

A little darker but it feels rich and romantic. Classic roses but with a little shimmer. He made handing this bouquet over far too extravagant and dramatic.

Heizou -

Wrapped up in classic brown paper with just the right mix of the colours with this tone, bringing out all the seasons at once in all the right ways.

Itto -

He put in the effort and packed them tight. It's small but vibrant and it's clear he tried his best.

Yoimiya -

Sunflowers. Warm and bursting with life. Even the daisies earned their spot here because each and every single flower counts, even the smallest and most common ones that many people seem to be bored of.

Ayaka -

Elegance and purity. It feels like a gentle snow.

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Kizuna || Heizou

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Kizuna || Tartaglia

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Character moodboard - Tartaglia/Ajax/Childe

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Kizuna || Scaramouche

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Character moodboard - Scaramouche

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Kizuna || Kazuha

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Character moodboard - Kaedehara Kazuha

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Kizuna || Scaramouche x Fem!Reader

Chapter One

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Y/N snapped out of it the moment she heard Kazuha's name. She immediately let Scaramouche go and turned towards the direction of the front door. Scaramouche just looked away in shame with a light blush dusting his cheeks.

Scaramouche cleared his throat, "how did Kazuha even find this place? Who told him where our dorm was?" He scowled and stood up straight, and walked over to open the door as if nothing happened.

Y/N watched from the hallway, placing her hand to her lips. Now she was wearing the pink dust on her cheeks.

"Kazuha, Heizou..." Scaramouche spoke as Heizou looked at the floor.

Y/N felt ashamed, she really liked Kazuha, there is no way she just kissed Scaramouche. It felt almost wrong. Almost.

Childe was watching, with widened eyes. He was nervous for his friends, but he did find some entertainment amist all the commotion.

"Heizou told me where your dorm was," Kazuha explained, looking Scaramouche in the eyes for a brief moment. His gaze softened when he saw Y/N standing in the hallway. Y/N thought there was something off about Kazuha, but then he flashed her a small smile that assured her a little.

Y/N walked towards him, towards the door, but Scaramouche held his arm out to stop her going anywhere.

"I knew it, you do like her," Kazuha said. That's when Childe finally decided to speak up. "Wait, what is happening? Now, I'm confused. Who's with who and who likes who because I just saw Y/N and Scaramouche kissing-" and only then did he decide to keep his mouth shut.

"Scaramouche and Y/N were what?!" Kazuha and Heizou said in sync. Their eyes were as large as saucers and Heizou had finally looked up. Childe immediately covered his mouth with both his hands. "Oops... I guess I wasn't supposed to say anything," he scratched the back of his head, looking guilty.

"Why does it matter? What's it to you two? Heizou, you like Kazuha. Kazuha, you like Heizou. I guess the only thing is you want Y/N too. And Y/N...you like Kazuha, don't you?" Scaramouche turned to face her, giving her a weak smile, which he swapped with his usual cold look.

"Y/N you like me too?" Kazuha said at the same time Heizou asked Kazuha if he liked him.

Y/N stayed quiet. She wasn't so sure now. Before she would've jumped into Kazuha's arms with a massive grin on her face, filled with pure joy and love.

Y/N remembered the kiss she had just shared with Scaramouche. She felt her heart race. She remembered the passion that ran through her body. She remembered the taste of his lips. She remembered it all. It was something that couldn't be forgotten.

"Y/N? Don't you?" Kazuha asked again, snapping her out of her train of thought.

"To be honest...I'm not really sure anymore," she told him. Never in her life would she have expected to be rejecting Kazuha, the boy she had a crush on throughout her life.

"A kiss was all it took? You spent one night with him, that's all? Were your feelings for me so weak?" Kazuha asked, sounding hurt.

"How could you say that? She was head over heels for you. She lost hope when you said you liked Heizou, now you're breaking Heizou's heart too. I really thought you were a nice person, perhaps I was wrong," Scaramouche argued with Kazuha.

Childe never expected Scaramouche to go against Kazuha like that and it left Heizou was shocked too. Kazuha was taken aback, overcome with a sense of guilt as he looked at Heizou.

"This is why I told you - you had to make your decision fast" Scaramouche glared at Kazuha. Y/N stood firmly by Scaramouche. When he noticed, he carefully wrapped his arm around her, and she let herself be held by him.

Kazuha sighed, "you're right...and I feel terrible. I was selfish and I shouldn't have gone after both of them" Heizou smiled at him and Kazuha smiled back.

"I'll choose Heizou, even if Y/N did still like me - I'd choose Heizou," Kazuha then apologised to Heizou, looking into his eyes, filled with love and admiration.

Childe started to tear up, "that's so sweet, I feel so single right now" he wiped water from his eyes.

Childe's words caused everyone to laugh, it definitely lightened the mood.

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Word count: 746

A/N: I definitely have a favourite, is it obvious? 🤭 Both stories will continue, there is MUCH more drama and plot and lots of fluff ✨

**please note this is copied and pasted directly from Wattpad exactly as it is on there (including the author's note because I felt that you should all be included here too 🫶)

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Kizuna || Kazuha x Fem!Reader

Chapter Five

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Y/N and Kazuha were back in their dorm now.

"Are you alright, Y/N? He didn't do anything to hurt you, did he?" Kazuha asked, looking into her eyes. His eyes were filled with worry. "No, he didn't. I just feel a little bad for leaving him like that...he seemed really...upset," Y/N looked down. She was a little ashamed of herself. "Y/N, it's not your fault..." Kazuha placed a hand on her chin, gently tilting her head up to look at him. Y/N just nodded slowly and ever so slightly, "mhm..you're probably right" she gave Kazuha a soft smile.

"Why don't we go see if Yoimiya and Ayaka are ready to meet up with us?" Kazuha gave her a reassuring and warm smile. "Sure, maybe it might help take my mind off everything just happened," Y/N tried to return Kazuha's smile.

Kazuha held out a hand for Y/N to take. She gladly linked arms with him, just as she always had, as they left their dorm room to knock on Yoimiya and Ayaka's.

Yoimiya gleefully answered the door for the pair and greeted them with a smile that could light up the night sky and an excitable, enthusiastic wave. "I'm so so so glad to see you two! Ayaka's inside. Come in, come in!" She invited, gesturing them inside with her hand.

Inside, they met a girl with icy blue hair that carried herself with nothing but pure elegance. "This is Ayaka. She's my roomie here!" Yoimiya let out her typical joyous giggle. "Kamisato Ayaka" Ayaka introduced herself and held out her hand for the two to shake. "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Yoimiya's only just met you and already told me plenty. I've been looking forward to our first meeting" Ayaka was incredibly polite and respectful. She seemed so professional. It made Y/N wonder what her status was like here because there was no way this girl was as ordinary as the rest of them when she seemed to have been raised by a prestigious family. "It's lovely to meet you at last, Miss Kamisato Ayaka" Kazuha spoke first. He was far better with things like this than Y/N could ever have dreamed to be. Y/N didn't know what to say in the presence of such a person so she simply agreed with Kazuha, following his lead.

The four of them had a wonderful time together and eventually part ways in time for afternoon classes. But first they would head out for a quick lunch break. They weren't too far into the day but it was already exhausting as so much had already happened in such a short amount of time. Nobody expected to be involved in so much drama already as it hadn't even been two days. It was about time they caught a break.

Unfortunately, they had run into Heizou and Scaramouche also getting something to eat. Heizou seemed to still be making jokes and trying to cool off the very clearly irritated indigo haired man. Scaramouche was one of those people that seemed to have a permanent scowl etched into their faces and this one was carved deep. Y/N was starting to lose the feeling of guilt that had been gnawing away at her now. He didn't seem saddened in the slightest - just pissed off. It was almost as if despite all the fight he had put up... she really wasn't all that worth it to him. She was something that would just pass. However, she supposed she couldn't really blame him as they had only just met. It wasn't like Heizou that had known Kazuha from the very beginning. Now, she felt as though she should feel even worse for the poor law student and detective (in-training). It seemed like no matter what this was a horrible position to be in.

Kazuha had noticed her looking off into the distance at the two other boys and moved an arm around her shoulders to bring her closer and out of her train of thought. She turned back to Kazuha upon feeling his touch and tried her best to give him a small smile. Kazuha flashed her a smile back - one that had her heart doing little jumps. She knew, in that moment, she made the right decision to finally be with him and stay true to herself. "Don't feel like you did anything wrong, Y/N.." Kazuha reassured, offering her comfort and solace just as he always had. "It isn't your fault. It's okay to feel the way that you do. You should always follow your heart" He brought a hand up gently and rested his palm on her chest, over her heart, respectfully of course. She smiled at that. Kazuha always had the ability to make her feel a lot better about any situation she was involved in. It was like he had some ability, unique to him, to speak directly to her soul and soothe any and all of her worries. "Thanks, Zu. You're seriously the best"

But just then, from across the room, as Y/N looked at Kazuha, Heizou and Scaramouche spotted them too. Feeling a stare on the two, they looked back, only to end up making eye contact with the other pair. Scaramouche seemed to click his tongue with a look of disgust on his face before turning away, pulling the cap he was wearing down a little to shield his face. Heizou simply looked back with a sad flicker in his eyes as he turned away more solemnly as if he had been truly betrayed. It seemed the situation had really struck the poor guy to his core. It hurts Y/N just to see it. She could imagine how Heizou felt.

Heizou on the other hand was filled with a mix of emotions: sadness, turmoil, betrayal and even a small flame of anger stirred deep within him. He was confused. He didn't understand how Kazuha could choose someone that he didn't even know for as long. He knew Kazuha first...so.. shouldn't Kazuha's gaze drift to him? Shouldn't Kazuha look at him with the love and affection that he was showing Y/N. Heizou's fists clenched by his sides trying not to acknowledge it. Scaramouche seemed to notice the fury and conflict within Heizou and made a gentle suggestion.

"Why don't you simply show Kazuha how much you care for him if it really bothers you? Isn't that what you want? For him to know how deep your feelings for him really go? Don't you want him to understand you before he chooses that new girl?"

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Kizuna || Kazuha x Fem!Reader

Chapter Four

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Y/N snapped out of it the moment she heard Kazuha's name. She immediately let Scaramouche go and turned towards the direction of the front door. Scaramouche just looked away in shame with a light blush dusting his cheeks.

Scaramouche cleared his throat, "how did Kazuha even find this place? Who told him where our dorm was?" He scowled and stood up straight, and walked over to open the door as if nothing happened.

Y/N watched from the hallway, placing her hand to her lips and letting them drop once more.

"Kazuha, Heizou..." Scaramouche spoke as Heizou looked at the floor.

Y/N felt ashamed, she really liked Kazuha, there is no way she just kissed Scaramouche. It felt almost wrong.

Childe was watching, with widened eyes. He was nervous for his friends, but he did find some entertainment amist all the commotion.

"Heizou told me where your dorm was," Kazuha explained, looking Scaramouche in the eyes for a brief moment. His gaze softened when he saw Y/N standing in the hallway. Y/N thought there was something off about Kazuha, but then he flashed her a small smile that melted her heart.

Y/N walked towards him, towards the door, but Scaramouche held his arm out to stop her going anywhere.

"I knew it, you do like her," Kazuha said. That's when Childe finally decided to speak up. "Wait, what is happening? Now, I'm confused. Who's with who and who likes who because I just saw Y/N and Scaramouche kissing-" and only then did he decide to keep his mouth shut.

"Scaramouche and Y/N were what?!" Kazuha and Heizou said in sync. Their eyes were as large as saucers and Heizou had finally looked up. Childe immediately covered his mouth with both his hands. "Oops... I guess I wasn't supposed to say anything," he scratched the back of his head, looking guilty.

"Why does it matter? What's it to you two? Heizou, you like Kazuha. Kazuha, you like Heizou. I guess the only thing is you want Y/N too. And Y/N...you like Kazuha, don't you?" Scaramouche turned to face her, giving her a weak smile, which he swapped with his usual cold look.

"Y/N you like me too?" Kazuha said at the same time Heizou asked Kazuha if he liked him.

Y/N blushed a little. "Yeah..." Kazuha gave her a smile and held out a hand for her. "Let's go, our classes start tomorrow and we should be well rested. Have you eaten anything today? I'll make you (favourite breakfast item)" Kazuha tried to convince her.

Heizou felt completely ignored, he felt his heart shatter. He knew Kazuha for longer, he loved Kazuha. So why was Kazuha ignoring his existence? Why is Kazuha so set on Y/N?

Y/N reached out to Kazuha, "I have eaten actually. Scaramouche cooked (favourite breakfast item) for me earlier" she said with a smile.

"Is that right? That's nice of him. Get your stuff and we can go. Yoimiya wants us to meet Ayaka today, it'll be like a date" Kazuha explained. Y/N was sure he was glowing.

Scaramouche grabbed Y/N before she could take Kazuha's hand. He held her in a tight embrace as she blushed bright red. "Look, first. Kazuha, look what you're doing to Heizou, don't break his heart. He truly loves you, he's holding his heart out for you don't trample on it," Scaramouche glared at him.

Y/N's eyes lit up, he was kind enough to look out for his friends and she was practically melting in his arms.

"Y/N, it's a show. I heard all the rumours on that tour. Scaramouche is not who he was, he's not the sweet little boy I knew anymore. He's part of the Fatui. You've heard of them, you're smart. They're a very dangerous organisation and I don't want you to get hurt or get involved with them" Y/N saw the concern in Kazuha's eyes.

She looked back at Scaramouche, "is that true?" Scaramouche stayed silent and continued to glare at Kazuha. Childe raised his hand slowly, "the Fatui aren't that bad...ok, they're kind of bad" Kazuha now glanced in Childe's direction. "You're Fatui too," Kazuha turned back to Y/N with a soft expression after Tartaglia didn't say anything in response.

"Are you suggesting that I'd hurt her?" Scaramouche gave Kazuha a look of disgust. "I'm just saying, it's safer if she wasn't involved with you," Kazuha responded in his usual calm demeanor.

"Y/N...you have to understand, I'd never, I would never let anything happen to you" he didn't want to beg, he didn't want to come off as weak or desperate. He had only just met her, but he couldn't lose her.

Y/N moved out of Scaramouche's grasp and picked up her bag. "Y/N..." He couldn't bring himself to say please. No matter how much he wanted to. "I'm sorry, Kazuha's right. And I've loved Kazuha since forever," she told him in a sad tone. Tears started to form in Heizou's eyes, "Kazuha...?" He asked, his voice cracking. Kazuha wrapped his arm around Y/N's shoulder and she relaxed in his touch.

Scaramouche's sadness soon turned into anger, which caused Y/N to turn further to Kazuha for comfort and protection. Kazuha held her tighter and turned away with her. When Scaramouche noticed how he had affected her - his heart was the next to shatter. "Wait! I'm sorry. Don't go...please.. don't leave me," he was weak, he showed his most vulnerable side but it was too late.

Kazuha and Y/N walked away.

Scaramouche collapsed onto his knees, tears that he tried so desperately to hold back streamed down his face. Childe and Heizou rushed to Scaramouche's side.

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A/N: For those who wouldn't have left Scara... I got you 😎 There is ANOTHER fanfic! Which is what would've happened if you chose Scaramouchie over Kazuha 🤭

You can find it on my profile ✨

The cover was designed by the same person who designed the one for this fanfic (Kazuha x Reader)

You know I couldn't just leave Scara like that 😞

AND YES you can read both 😌

Enjoyy ✨

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Also here are both covers in case you wanted to see them (because they are AMAZING) hats off to our Design team 🥳

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Kizuna || Kazuha x Fem!Reader

Chapter Three

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Scaramouche was still thinking about everything that had happened last night with Kazuha. It never left his mind for a minute. Kazuha's words continued to ring through his ears, haunting him.

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"Why did she go to you? Is it my fault? Is it something I said? Please, take care of her," Kazuha asked Scaramouche a lot of questions. "She didn't want to come back, she doesn't want to see you, I've said this. It's almost as if you're in love with her," Scaramouche scoffed in response.

It went quiet.

"Are you?" Scaramouche asked, looking Kazuha in the eyes. "I thought you liked Heizou, maybe that was my mistake. However, I'm sure that's what you told her, isn't it?" Scaramouche was the one to question Kazuha now. Kazuha finally spoke up, "So what? What if I like Heizou? What if a part of me likes her too..." Kazuha made eye contact with Scaramouche. There was no smile on either of their faces. The tones they spoke in were flat, emotionless.

"Make your decision, fast," Scaramouche broke eye contact and collected her stuff.

He packed almost everything. He didn't know what she needed, and he didn't know how long she would stay with him. He didn't know if it would be a night, or eternity.

Scaramouche pulled the handle to the door about to leave. He was already tired and it was only getting later.

"Do you like her?" Kazuha spoke as Scaramouche stepped out the door.

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His head hurt. He would've never expected to have a conversation with one of his closest friends like that in his life.

He decided he had to find something to do. Something to take his mind off it so he walked into the kitchen. He was going to make breakfast and hopefully he'd feel better after eating.

He walked over to the kitchen and thought for a little while about what to eat. That's when Y/N appeared behind him.

"You can cook?" She asked with a slight smile on her face. She was definitely in a better mood this morning.

Scaramouche scoffed, "you underestimate me, Y/N" he lets himself laugh, a soft, genuine laugh. Y/N's gaze softened, almost as if she was mesmerised. She shook her head, no laugh, to her, could out match Kazuha's. "Only thing is I don't know what to make..." Scaramouche wondered.

(Hehe, he wondered - wandered. No? Not funny?)

Y/N's eyes were practically shining. "(Favourite breakfast item)!" She put her hands together and gave him a pleading face. "Hmm... alright then," the corners of his lips turned upwards, unfortunately his smile was hardly visible.

As he was serving the food, her eyes followed the meal at all times. She was completely mesmerised. It was just breakfast, but it looked so appetising. He almost laughed a little at her reaction, as she sat down and he placed the dish in front of her.

"Do you like her?" Kazuha's voice rang through his head again. "As a friend..." He whispered to himself. "Did you say something?" Y/N asked, stuffing her face. Scaramouche just shook his head and ate his own portion.

"It's really good!" Y/N told him. "I told you that you underestimate me," Scaramouche chuckled.

"I still think Zuzu makes it better though..." She said, her face saddening, but she still placed a small smile on her face.

Scaramouche's face displayed a blank expression. Without saying a thing, he just stood up and walked away, slowly. Y/N was a little confused by this.

"Do you like her?" Kazuha's voice said to him again. "No," he spoke to himself this time.

Y/N knocked on Scaramouche's bedroom door gently, she was a little anxious. "Are you ok? Is it something I said or did?" Y/N asked sheepishly.

"Do you like her?" The voice of Kazuha spoke again. Scaramouche opened the door and saw her standing there. She looked concerned. For him.

"Do you like her?" Scaramouche wore a blank expression. An unpredictable expression.

"Do you like her?" Scaramouche looked at her. He looked into her eyes and studied her face. His eyes landing on her lips.

"Do you like her?" He slowly moved his hands around her. She started to blush at his unexpected gesture.

"Do you like her?" Scaramouche leaned in, and caught her a little off guard. For some reason...she felt drawn to him and leaned in as well. Before she could process what was happening their lips met.

"You like her..." Kazuha's voice said to Scaramouche again, just like he had said last night.

Childe walked past, rubbing his eyes and saw the two, in the doorway to Scaramouche's room, kissing.

The ginger's eyes widened and his jaw dropped.

A knock was heard from the front door.

Y/N and Scaramouche had lost the rest of the world.

Childe whispered, "I knew they were together..." Before yelling to answer whoever was at the door. "Who is it?" Tartaglia's voice rang through the dorm.

"It's Kazuha" the voice from the door spoke.

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Word count: 842

A/N: Short chapter, but I was writing something thick and it deleted itself 😭 It was a filler chapter though, and I'm not quitting so here's a chapter to progress the story and add more spice to the mix. I'm thinking of another fic as well, I have a lot of ideas but you get no spoilers 🤭

**please note this is copied and pasted directly from Wattpad exactly as it is on there (including the author's note because I felt that you should all be included here too 🫶)