#and hes like Oh yuki chan you wound me

[majimassqueaktoy]

Yuki and Majima had a more believable sibling relationship than half the actual siblings in the series. And I love them very much.

[shelly-ya]

Jealousy

It was safe to say the reason you joined toman was because of him. You may have been one year older than him but you still liked him. Manjiro "mikey" sano the captain of the bike gang Tokyo manji gang. But he never seemed to notice you other than the resident medic of the crew. You patched up the gang more times than you can count. Going on for some time now you were beginning to realise that your one sided crush will just be that one sided. You realised it was time you moved on otherwise you will not be able to have a family waiting on him. That's when the unexpected happened.

It was the end of a meeting and almost all of the gang already scattered and were going their separate ways. It was to the point where you and chifuyu matsuno first division vice captain were deciding to leave as well.

"Name Chan need a ride home?" He asked pulling his bike key from his pocket.

"Yeah It is getting really late I could use a ride home." You say following him to his bike.

"Um excuse me kids can you show me where the station is?" A drunken slur was heard behind you both when you looked behind you say a fairly young man dressed in a white dress shirt and black dress pants. But what was shocking about this man was that he was profusely bleeding from his forehead like he hit his head really hard. He was shaky on his feet. "I really need to go home" he slured out again.

"Oh my mister you don't need a train you need an ambulance." You said putting you hands to your mouth. "Please allow me to tend to your wounds I have first aid supplies on me right now." Showing him to sit on the stair leading to the shrine. He sat in a way he was allowing for the others to pass by. "Sorry chifuyu do you mind?"

"No go ahead." Continuing to tend to the man's wound you cleaned, disinfected and bandaged the man forehead.

"You're really pretty" he whispered making you embarrassed. "Ah I'm sorry my behaviour is not appropriate at the moment." Rubbing his hand behind his head.

"It's ok. Ok there you go all finished. The train station is over that way" you said pointing in the general direction of the station.

"Thanks..." He said wobbling to his feet. "Thanks alot"

"No problem." You said running towards chifuyu "sorry for making you wait fuyu" you said to the blonde who was lounging on his bike waiting.

"Eh I know you. Can't see someone hurt. Let's go" he said handing you the spare helmet and starting up the bike while you hopped on. Heading out you both see a few of the captain's now leaving as well as Mikey among them. He seemed to be lost in thought.

"Bye guys see you tomorrow" you yell waving to them before holding to chifuyu again.

"Bye!" Was the collective voices you heard.

"What's wrong Mikey?" Draken asked

"Hmm nothing" he answered "let's go"

"Yess sir!" Was the reply from the rest of the crew who were around him.

Next toman meeting:

The meeting just ended and you were about to hitch a ride home with someone. When you looked up you saw the man from the other day who you helped, he was holding a giant bouquet of red roses. He looked as though he was looking for someone. When he made eye contact with you his face lit up. Pointing to yourself you mouthed "me" he nodded his head vigorously to show he was looking for you. You walked directly towards him hesitantly with your hands behind your back.

"Hi?" You said cautiously

"Hi. I don't know if you remember me from the other night. You helped patched me up when I was bleeding from my head." He said

"Uh yeah I remember you. How can I help you?"

"I am actually here to give you these as an apology and thank you for helping me." Handing you the massive bouquet earning you an embarrassed look.

"Um you didn't need to bring the whole flower shop to thank me" you replied taking the bouquet.

"I guess you're right, I did overdo it a little he blushed scratching the back of his neck. "Um my name is yuki, yuki nakamura. And I would like to have coffee with you some time." He said bowing pulling a card from his pocket and handing you it. "I am seventeen and I am sure you are about sixteen right. Um I mean you don't need to worry about age differences and I am rambling, uh call me sometime to set up the coffee date."

"Name it's time to leave!" Your captain yelled out to you from his CB250T with the others having an amused look on their faces. Mikey on the other hand looked annoyed. "I'm taking you home today" you took the card from his hand.

"Thanks Nakamura kun for the flowers and the invite. I have to leave now. I will message you later tonight" you said running towards the guys waiting for you. Approaching the circle of commanders as they looked like they were about to burst into laughter any moment.

"So roses huh?" Feeling a hand ruffle your hair. Looking through your messed up bangs at Draken who was smirking.

"Draken your messing my hair up" you whined pushing his hand off. Securing the roses and the call card yuki nakamura gave to your back pack you climbed behind a super annoyed Mikey who was not even talking. Wrapping your arms around his waist he drove off without a good bye to the others.

"What's up with the captain?" Angry asked the others softly but loud enough to hear.

"He looks like he is mad about something" mitsuya piped up.

"Yeah but what?" Smiley asked

"You're all still kids you wouldn't understand. Here it is the one person who lived and breathed Mikey getting attention from another man. Obviously he is jealous and he has it really bad." The fifth division captain muto spoke up.

"Nah Mikey jealous? No way" smiley spoke up.

"Name Chan really liked Mikey san and everyone knows about it. But they realised Mikey would never like them back, they had to move on." Chifuyu stated.

"And luck would have it. This guy they helped bandage up has taken a liking to them." Draken continued.

"Man Mikey san got a harsh wake up call" mitsuya said.

Meanwhile with Mikey:

The ride was a fast silent one. Mikey looked like he would have rather been doing something else than be dropping you home. Holding onto him because he was really putting the metal to the pedal as though he was in a race. You couldn't wait to reach home quickly and alive. You always enjoyed when he volunteered to take you home but you realised you needed to move on. You realised he would never want you the way you wanted him. You reached your place and pushed yourself off his bike. Giving him a quiet thank you before you began to walk off. However you were stopped by Mikey holding onto your wrist.

"that man is he your boyfriend?" He asked

"Not yet. But he did ask me out on a coffee date." You replied not looking back. He let go of your hand with a click of his tongue.

"Just make it to the next meeting on time. Don't let that man distract you to much" Mikey said driving off. You were in tears. What were you hoping for? For him to say don't go out with the guy or that he liked you and wanted you two to finally be a couple. He didn't say he like you he was more concerned about his gang. You just stood there crying until you felt drops fall on you. The rain began washing away the tears from your face. God/ Buddha alone knows how long you stood there crying away the pain.

The next day:

You had come down with a cold. You messaged nakamura kun to let him know you would have to cancel. He asked where you lived so he could bring medicine for you to take. Having second doubts you still sent your details to him because you didn't want to bother the others. Hearing a knock at your door you dragged yourself to the front door opening it expecting to see yuki nakamura however it was Draken, mikey, takamitchey, mitsuya, chifuyu, hakkai, smiley and angry. They brought you soup and medication for you to help you get better.

"I didn't expect you guys here. You might catch my cold guys" you say dragging yourself back inside. Then feeling your feet leave the floor. You were in Draken's arms bridal style.

"I'll take you back to bed. Smiley throw the soup out in a bowl for them and mitsuya read the dosage in medication we have to give them. You don't worry your pretty little head. You took care of all of us we are here to take care of you now." Draken said taking you back to bed and placing a cold compress on your feverish head. After drinking the soup you and taking the medication you lay back in bed resting yourself. You could hear the boys taking turns to take care of you. Forgetting completely that you asked yuki nakamura to visit you.

To be continued...

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[sunfish-studies]

VS Umbrella

✄・・・ Feathery Ink [Karasuno Manager Series]

➜ Pairing: Karasuno x Manager! Reader

➜ Warning: none

➜ Notes: This is a separate series from Crisp Leaves. Similar to Crisp Leaves, manager in this story will be portrayed as a girl. She will be tall. This is just my appreciation towards tall girls, you guys are amazing.

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A new special move!

The third day of summer training camp and the temperature was still rising. Under the cool shade of the tree upon the hill, you, Shimizu, and Yachi were preparing cool electrolyte drinks for the team. Usually, you three done it in the gym but experiencing how hot the weather was, you three decided brought the bottles uphill so the team could drink immediately in order to avoid dehydration.

“That’s a different type of brand you use, [Name]-chan.” Shimizu commented, seeing a different colored package of electrolyte drink in your hand.

“Oh, Kageyama-kun usually used this particular brand,” you replied, pouring the powder into the bottle and turn the lid close, then you shook the bottle so it would mix thoroughly. Your upperclassman hummed in understanding from your answer.

While it was the third day of training, it’s also marked the three weeks of Kageyama and Hinata not talking to each other even though it didn’t hinder their practice. It worried you a bit, but you knew the two of them would talk eventually.

“Great work,” you said, offering the bottle to Kageyama when he and the rest of the boys arrived uphill. He rasped out a thank you before immediately downing the drink.

“Hinata-kun, this is yours!”

“Thank you!”

You purposely be the one to delivered the bottle straight to the person–Hinata was keeping a quite distance from Kageyama and you didn’t want to force the orange-haired boy to get closer with the raven-haired setter.

“Wuaah, it’s nice and cool,” Hinata sighed in content, placing the bottle upon his cheek–enjoying the coolness radiating from it. After satisfied in cooling down his face, he soon downed the drink. Now that you think, you rarely talk to Hinata these days with him busy with his practice.

“[Name]-san, is your arm okay?” ah, he must be referring to the long cut on your arm.

“It’s already a month, Hinata-kun, it’s healed but it does leave a scar,” you lifted your arm, showing a faint lighter line present on your skin where your wound previously at.

“Oh, sorry,” frowns don’t suit Hinata at all–he’s a bright ball of beaming energy, a warm figure who could lit your day in an instant. It’s his nature, and seeing him becoming dejected from the start of the day was worrying.

“It’s fine, Hinata-kun, it’s not your fault anyway. It was an accident,” you dismissed his apology. “And if you need anything, just call out for me, okay? I’ll do my best to help you.”

You didn’t know what force that made you say those words, but you know you couldn’t take it back–you didn’t intend too anyway. Hinata always worked hard by himself, so you want to support him as much as possible. The orange haired boy looked taken a back before a giving you that infamous wide, sunny grin.

“Okay! And call me Shoyo, then! I call you by your first name so it’s fair if you call me like that too!”

“Alright, then, Shoyo-kun.”

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The temperature was still rising–the burning hot atmosphere exhausted your boys even further than before. It would get rough, both for their body and mind eventually. You could feel your skin prickling–the tension was rising faster than before, tiredness building up, and sooner or later it would get to them.

“Damn it!” you gripped on your hand a little tighter after hearing Hinata’s scream of frustration. He failed to get the ball over the net because he lost in terms of strength with Lev. For the past three days, he couldn’t hit any ball comfortably, and with the battle of height always looming over him he had nothing to fight it with.

The match continued–Nishinoya tossed the ball perfectly, and then Kageyama went up to made a toss. Hinata, noticing there was a chance for a quick immediately jumped. Even though the ball barely being hit, it still got over the net and fell on the opposite court.

“You held back, didn’t you!?” his upperclassmen’s praises went over his head as Hinata yelled in anger at Kageyama.

“Held back?” the raven-haired setter also didn’t like the approach, glaring back menacingly. “Me? With volleyball?”

Thankfully before a fight could break, Takeda-sensei already asked for a time-out–with that, at least the two could cool down for a bit and not causing ruckus on the court in the middle of a match.

“That wasn’t the falling toss!” Hinata’s next words, caught you off guard. He noticed something’s different with the toss? It looked the same to you.

“It wasn’t?” Takeda-sensei questioned.

“I mean, looking back, it technically may not have been.” Coach Ukai answered, a thumb under his chin. “I think what just happened is that the toss right now wasn’t like the falling tosses he’s been getting, but more of a parabola.”

It clicked in your mind–the abrupt change suddenly made sense. “Does that mean Kageyama-kun is trying to get Shoyo-kun to hit the ball no matter what?”

“It’s on purpose?” Yachi turned to look at you.

“But what for?” Shimizu’s brows furrowed in confusion.

“Hinata hasn’t hit a spike comfortably for a while now,” Coach Ukai was the one who answered to their question. “That’s pretty stressful for a spiker. Kageyama might have subconsciously been worried that Hinata’s might not play as well because of that.”

You frowned in worry, seeing how Hinata still rooted on his spot despite Tanaka’s attempt to dragged him off the court. And it also worried you that Kageyama was looking utterly dejected–maybe he realized for a moment that he pulled his punches. Thankfully it was only a moment–everything was resolved rather quickly and practice resumed.

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After practice at night, you found yourself helping Bokuto, Kuroo, and Akaashi in the third gym. The owl captain immediately dragged you away as soon as the last practice was over (you swore you could hear Tanaka and Nishinoya’s screams of fury), so here you were, throwing balls to Akaashi so he could toss it to Bokuto. Surprisingly, Tsukishima was present as well–now, he’s learning to block with Kuroo’s guidance.

“Oh? Tsukki, [Name]-chan, did you bring a friend today?” Bokuto suddenly asked, which confused the two of you.

“Pardon?” Tsukishima questioned.

When you threw a look over your shoulder, you immediately took a notice of an extremely familiar figure with orange hair by the door. Calling out, you gave him a smile. “Shoyo-kun!”

“[N-Name]-san!”

“What happened to your partner?” Tsukishima asked.

“Kageyama’s practicing on his own again,” Hinata answered. “I was trying to get Kenma to throw me tosses, but he ran away after the fifth one.”

“It’s amazing that you got Kenma to even give you five during practice,” Kuroo remarked.

“So, please let me practice with you!” another surprised for you because Lev showed up and asking the same thing.

“Lev!”

“Oh, Hinata,” the silver-haired boy then noticed you and immediately waved his hands enthusiastically. “Otohaku-chan!! You’re here too!!”

“Lev, quit flirting with the manager and I thought you were practicing receives with Yaku.” Kuroo said and of course, the mention of Nekoma’s libero, Lev stiffened.

“He said I was doing well today, so he let me go!”

From the looks of it, it was no doubt he ran away while Yaku was having a bathroom break or something else that required him for leaving the gym. But Kuroo, being the lenient and laid-back captain he is, dismissed it.

“Well, whatever,” he sighed. “Then, we have the right number of people, so let’s play three-on-three. [Name], you’re in charge of the score.”

Nodding in understanding, you pushed the score board closer and changed the names above–cats and owl, it reminded you of the two captain’s characteristics. You were fine in looking over the match, but this match was quite ridiculous. Thankfully, you’re not the only to think so.

“Um, isn’t this just a bit unbalanced?” Akaashi questioned. He was in the same team with Bokuto and Hinata, whereas the opposite team was clearly having more advantage in height–Kuroo, Lev, and Tsukishima are all above 185cm. Still with the disadvantage he got, Hinata was excited for sure.

The match was interesting to watch–even with the lack of extra height for Hinata’s team, they were still on par with Tsukishima’s team. But soon it was stopped by Yukie and Kaori’s appearance.

“If you don’t wrap soon, the cafeteria will close and you won’t get any dinner.” Yukie informed. “Oh? [Name]-chan, you’re here too? That explains why you don’t show up for dinner.”

Frustration was clear to Hinata because he clearly enjoyed the match and he didn’t want it to end, however, with Kuroo’s reassurance that they would continue this tomorrow, he was back bouncing on his feet. You couldn’t help but smile at the captain’s attentiveness.

“Thank you for cheering Shoyo-kun up,” you said, as the seven of you walked towards the cafeteria. Yukie and Kaori said they had to handle other things first so they couldn’t accompany you (it was hard for them to let you go with the boys). “Today’s not a good day for him so this match definitely cheers him up.”

“It’s nothing, and we probably have to apologize to you too,” Kuroo remarked. “Bokuto’s dragging you here, you stuck with us, and missed dinner. Bokuto, you have an apology to make!”

“That’s right, Bokuto-san, you made Otohaku-san missed dinner.” Akaashi piped up. “Tomorrow she has to wake up early to prepare breakfast, too.”

As if struck by lightning, Bokuto froze and turned stiffly to look at you before he went on a full apology-mode–as far as dropping on his knees, taking your hands in his, and begging for apology. You laughed nervously, but you knew he was sincere with it.

“I’m sorry, [Name]-chan!! I’ll make it up to you!! Do I need to replace you handling breakfast tomorrow!?”

“N-no, it’s alright, I will be fine and you don’t have to apologize, Bokuto-san. I don’t mind helping you practice.”

“Bokuto-san, you’re making Otohaku-san uncomfortable.”

“Have my back for once, Akaashi!!”

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Now that you think of it, your after-practice time was automatically reserved for the third gym. Bokuto would bound towards you, asking for your help as soon as you’re done with your managerial duties. With your nod, he then reached out for your hand and pulled you to ran towards the third gym.

Akaashi already informed you to just dismissed his captain, but you found yourself couldn’t possibly rejected Bokuto’s invitation–especially when his eyes practically shining, you didn’t have a heart to ruin it. That goes for Daichi also, he even offered to talk to Bokuto about it if it bothers you. You were grateful for the two’s offer, still if you could help, you want to be helpful as possible.

It’s probably the third time you helped them practice by throwing balls and keeping an eye on the score board. Well you did your usual managerial duties as well–refilling the water bottles, giving them towels, sometimes wiping the floor when it became too slippery. Kuroo mentioned that you didn’t have to do it since your work hour was over and him, Bokuto, Akaashi, and Lev weren’t from your team.

Again, you dismissed it–it’s not a heavy duty, anyway. In between water break, Tsukishima asked about why on earth Kuroo wanted to help them when they would end up being rival in the end.

The captain cleared his throat. “I want to make the Battle at the Garbage Dump a reality. It’s what our coach wants more than anything. But who knows how much longer our coach is going to continue coaching? So, because of that, we need you guys to keep winning too.”

Overall, you understood Kuroo’s reason, but there was something that piqued your curiosity.

“Uhm, I know this question might sound strange, but, what is Battle at the Garbage Dump?” you asked.

“Oh, that’s right, we haven’t explained anything to Yachi-san and [Name]-san!” Hinata said.

“To put it simple, it’s like destined match between Karasuno and Nekoma.” Tsukishima explained. “It’s been going since the previous Coach Ukai’s time.”

“Karasuno and Nekoma will climb up until they could go to nationals and then will meet up on the orange court.” Kuroo grinned, reaching up to ruffle your hair lightly.

“That’s… so cool,” you muttered. You couldn’t find the exact words to express the awe you’re feeling. A match in the orange court between destined rivals, it’s almost like straight up from a manga or a movie. Other teams could research but playing against a team that knows you really well is going to be an absolute thrill–probably the best match Karasuno could get.

“Right, right!?” Hinata went up to you and asked excitedly.

“Come on. Let’s get back to practice!” Kuroo informed and all of you immediately went to your assigned place.

Practice went on–still between the Owl and Cat group. When Bokuto had to score against someone tall like Lev and Tsukishima, he didn’t kill the ball instead he hit it purposely against the block–returning it to the team for a more proper toss. Knowing how Hinata was hungry for development, surely he wouldn’t miss this.

After Bokuto managed to kill the ball with an intense straight towards the back line, he instantly approached him to ask about it. Soon, the game continued. This time, it was Lev who went for the score but managed to be soft-blocked by Akaashi. The last ball went to Hinata and you witnessed an absolutely underhanded way of blocking.

“Ah! Hey!” Bokuto screeched, also feeling the unfairness. “You guys are playing dirty!”

Hinata had to face three blockers above 185 cm with not a good toss.

“Nowhere to aim,” you muttered, narrowing your eyes in slight annoyance.

However, Hinata intended to face them–he hit the ball to Lev’s fingertips and it flew over before dropping to the inner-side of the opposite court. He jumped high enough and landed on his back instead.

“Shoyo-kun, you’re amazing!” running and kneeling beside him, you praised. Technically, you’re supposed to check on him but it flew over your mind for a second. “It’s an amazing block-out!”

“Did…you actually aim for that?” Kuroo questioned in disbelief. “That was an amazing wipe!”

“Well, I did aim for Lev’s fingertips.”

“What!?” Lev took a full offense in this.

Still, Bokuto was impressed by the lack of fear the younger had. The owl captain was showering him with praises as the rest of you watched from the sidelines. It went well until Bokuto proposed a ‘special move’–which made almost everyone dropped their beliefs, Hinata seemed to be excited by it though.

[kuroos-moon]

When One Cheats 

☾ pairing: oikawa x reader

☾ request: oikawa cheating on s/o and feeling like the worst person ever afterwards cause he always feared doing this with her, but she doesn't forgive him. very angst please, i know you're really good on making your readers cry

☾ genre: angst

☾ warning/s: angst, cheating

☾ wc: 1.1k

He loves you deeply, no one understood and knew him the way you do and he could imagine spending the rest of his days beside you. That kind of love was more than enough, but he misses the thrill, the slow burn, the teasing, the new butterflies. 

It’s nothing serious, he thinks to himself every single time he smirks down at the girl that wasn’t you, holding her hand and telling her words he knew she wanted to hear. Like a trap, like he had anticipated, she falls for him, dancing into the bliss that is Oikawa Tohru’s affection. 

It doesn’t really matter right? He only ever wants her to fall for him, he has no intention whatsoever to actually like her back or actually give her himself; it was all for his ego. The seat in his heart is for you and you alone, it’s all fun and games with other girls. 

“I’ll see you after class,” you smile, head tilted up to look at him and he warmly smiles back, heart beating against his chest at the sight of your pretty eyes and sincere smile. This, this is his personal heaven on earth, his angel in human form. You are the love of his life; he knew that to the very core. 

“I love you, y/n-chan,” he chuckles, cupping your cheek before he leans down to plant a chaste kiss on your lips. “I’ll be off to practice then,” he waves at you as he backs away, and you grin at him, “do your best!” 

Of course he will, much more now that you’ve given him his daily serotonin boost with your loving smile. After his practice, he’s surprised to have his teammate call for him, “Oikawa-kun your girlfriend’s here.” He races outside the locker room only to be disappointed when it’s not you who’s standing there.

“Tohru-chan!” Oh, if it isn’t the girl who fell for him after only a week of texting and a few sweet words from him.  “Yuki-chan,” he says, taken aback before he quickly recovers with a smile, “what are you doing here? Missed me already?” 

“You haven’t been replying to my texts,” she pouts. He internally scoffs in his head. He’s actually disgusted his teammates referred to her as his girlfriend. 

“Oh, I’ve been really busy with practice,” he scratches the back of his head. 

“You don’t like me anymore, do you?” 

Tohru cockily smirks at her, approaching her slowly before tilting her chin up and teasingly leaning in. If there was a school for capturing girl’s hearts, he’s self-aware he’d be the top of the class. “Is that how you feel? Then how could I make it up to you?” He muses, the girl speechless at his closeness.  

He’s great at analyzing character, she was an easily-attached girl who was lowkey shy and could never do the first move. People, however, tend to be unpredictable, no matter how sure Tohru was she’d never do things that’d cause him demise. 

Without warning, she tiptoes and locks her lips against his, wrapping her arms around his neck. Petrified, his eyes remain wide open and he stills, unable to kiss her back as a heavy pang on his chest reminded him that this was utterly wrong. Consumed with the guilt, he comes back to his senses and places a hand on her shoulder to lightly push her off him. 

“That surprised me,” he chuckles, perfectly pretending he wasn’t panicking inside. 

“Why’d you push me off? You really don’t like me! Well I don’t want you either!”

“That’s not what your lips said,” he raises a brow, his ego slightly wounded. He wasn’t in his right mind at all when he grabs her and kisses her the way he knew would leave her knees weak. Gentle kisses turned into something more needy in her part, and the once level-headed setter slowly gave in to impulse as he backs her up against the wall.

Bodies pressed against each other, her hands running across his back, feeling his chest, his shoulders— he knew she was crazy for his body. 

Oikawa Tohru, the man who promised you the world. Not once in your years together did you doubt him or fear disloyalty. Your relationship was built around trust, and you thought it was something that neither of you would break. 

Yet, you couldn’t explain the sight before you. Your person was in the arms of another and kissing someone that wasn’t you. It made you sick, your heart was trampled with and torn to pieces. You desperately wish it was all a dream, but your eyes are wide open and it is reality; it’s cruel, but you know he’s no longer yours. 

An image of you smiling at him when he woke you up this morning flashes across his mind, and on instinct he pulls away almost immediately. It’s as if a cold bucket of water was poured down on him when he sees you standing at the entrance of the gym from the corner of his eye. 

Please, no, that’s all he could ever think; afraid to look at you and confirm that you actually saw the shameful mistake he’s committed— the thoughtless choice he still chose. 

He’s forced to look and come to you the moment your sobs reach his ears; it was the most painful thing he’s ever heard. It seems as if the world was ending the moment his eyes fall on you, your shoulders were shaking and you were falling apart before him. 

“Y/n-chan,” he softly says your name, but his voice only hurt you more as you flinch away from his attempt to touch your shoulder. “I thought you loved me,” you sob, his eyes widening at the heavy weight of your pain-filled words. 

“I- I do, you know I do, please, y/n-chan I can explain,” he moves to hold your hands.

“Thank you for all these years Tohru, I never imagined this day would come but it did. Are you happy now? Were you unhappy with me?” Your voice just keeps on breaking and he holds your hands tighter, a desperate look on his face as tears blurred his vision. 

“You are my happiness y/n, I was foolish, I never meant for this to happen I wasn’t think-

“I’ll be out of the house before you come home.” 

True to your word, he came home to an empty lifeless house, void of your presence. All your clothes were gone and so were you. He’d be a bit more hopeful he could fix it if the picture frame of the both of you on the bedside table was empty too, but your picture was there, you didn’t take it with you. 

He felt bitter as he looks at both your smiles looking back at him, you’re gone and all that’s left are finite recollections of the both of you together as he could no longer make more memories with you in this lifetime.

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pairing: timeskip!kenma x fem!reader synopsis: You come home late from your cousin’s funeral, and though Kenma didn’t expect much from you but perhaps a few leftovers you’ve managed to steal away from the dinner, he finds you with a surprise: a sleeping child cradled around your neck and a teenage boy hovering behind you. Your poor boyfriend wondering what in the hell it is you’re plotting�� tags: angst and fluff, time skip!, slight spoilers if you squint warnings: mentions of death, mentions of depression, cursing, mentioned homophobia w/c: 3.6k

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a/n: welcome to the THIRD chapter of the fic! i hope you’re all doing well since i’ve last posted. I genuinely apologize for the delay! a few personal things kinda popped up, and it kinda derailed the process of posting this fic, but at least we’re here now!  this is a bit longer compared to the other chapters, but i hope you all enjoy! please ignore any grammar mistakes, i proof read this to the best of my ability and it’s currently 5 in the morning :’) 

see you all next week for the final chapter.  p.s. I do have a smol surprise, so stay tuned for next week! 

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<< life as she’s known it | life as they’ll know it >>

Kenma had always been aware of the common misconception people had of him, and the lack of interest they had to confirm it: that he had the inability to express his thoughts and feelings let alone identify it. 

In a way, he did find it rather difficult to open up. Being bullied as a child silenced him into the dreading assumption that anyone who was kind to him or showed any interest in him were only doing so just to mess with him. 

It took Kuroo quite a lot when he first met Kenma. He bent his little body over and under, jumping through hoops like a show pony just to get Kenma to even blink his way. And though all that effort strained him, he wouldn’t hesitate to tell you he’d do it all again if he could. 

But it wasn’t a question of whether or not Kenma could identify what he was feeling and thoroughly express it. He had the right words, all of which were hanging off the tip of his tongue. He just didn’t know how to say it without sounding insensitive or heartless. 

So as he stares at Yuki twirling in a dress you found digging through one of your old childhood clothes, his lips run dry. His words tuck behind the swell of his heart because though Yuki does indeed look like the cutest child he’s ever seen, his thoughts are full of concern, worried about what people say to a little boy showing up in a jean overall dress with purple and yellow flowers embroidered at the hem. 

His eyes gape onto the sight before him, flickering over to Eiji when he hears him clear his throat. He seems just as troubled, quieter than usual while he watches over his brother. Not a single trace of amusement is seen in Eiji’s face. He doesn’t seem happy at all, and it phases Kenma; he’s usually stoic if not smiling in the presence of Yuki. 

Yuki continues to giggle himself, gripping onto the material of his dress to have it flow in the air. He looks up to meet your eyes, oblivious to the two boys muddled in their own distress. 

“I’m sorry, Yuki-chan,” You huff, smiling down to the little boy running circles in the middle of the living room. “If I had known the preschool was gonna accept you so soon, I would’ve brought you to the mall...But this should be fine for now, right? Is this okay with you, Yuki-chan?” 

Yuki disregards your apology, holding up your old frog raincoat as he beams at his “new” found clothes. 

“Plus, these don’t look so old, and it doesn’t look too girly, don’t you think?” You turn to Kenma who spares you nothing more than a nod. You follow his gaze and find it etched into the embroidered hem. 

It doesn’t pass off as boy clothes, he thinks, letting your words breeze past him. 

Kenma isn’t shy with breaking gender norms; he’s worn a few skirts and dresses himself, all that are still sitting in his closet to be worn again. His qualms aren’t with Yuki wearing a dress, but the treatment he’s expected to get when he shows up to his first day of school. He’ll be bullied into the same silence Kenma faced, and he’ll amount to nothing more than rubble beneath their judgement. 

They say times are changing, so the people must be too, right? But there’s a persistent constricting feeling building up in his chest as if it comes as a warning sign. And the fact that Eiji looks just as uneasy as himself hints that maybe Yuki should change out of something less...worrisome. 

“Mmm, Yuki,” Kenma clears his throat, trying to subside the build up of his uneasiness, “maybe you should wear something else…?” Yuki’s smile falters at his words as confusion colors away his joy. “I think you should wear the pants with the little frog shirt you picked out instead.” 

He doesn’t mean for his words to come out bitter and cold, and the momentum of his panic leaves a lump in his throat he isn’t too sure he’ll be able to swallow if he keeps his silence. 

Yuki looks up to him, blinking away at his words with glistening eyes. “I don’t look pretty?” Yuki’s voice comes out small--smaller than his fingers and toes. Smaller than his ability to comprehend where Kenma’s truly coming from. “You don’t like it, Kenma-san..?”

Oh no, he thinks to himself. Panic rises from his stomach and climbs up to his chest; a tightness in his throat soon follows when Yuki begins to blubber, telling him how mean he’s being. I didn’t mean to make him--

“Kozume.” You chide, looking at him quizzically. He meets your eyes and he instantly freezes up, thinking you, too, have come to misunderstand him. “What are you doing? Do something.” 

But he can’t. If he opens his mouth, he’ll only sound meaner than before, and he’d rather not add any more confusion or any more pain to the little boy. 

“Say something,” You push, glaring at him. “Kozume.” 

His throat goes dry as well as his lips, and when he finally does gain enough courage, Eiji takes a step forward beating him to the punch. “Yuki, I think it’s better you just wear pants. Dresses are for girls, and you shouldn’t be wearing this kind of stuff.” 

Your eyes widen and so does Kenma’s. Eiji’s is stern and clear in contrast to all the other times he’s spoken since he’s arrived. You watch as he kneels to meet Yuki’s eyes, placing a hand on his shoulder before running it up to his cheek to wipe away his tears. 

“There might be some problems if you wear a dress to school, Yuki-chan. And didn’t we promise each other we wouldn’t cause them any trouble for Oba-san and Kenma-san while we’re here?” Eiji’s voice is a lot soft, yet his words are still firm. Yuki quietly submits to his brother, hanging his head low as he continues to cry. 

You stand there both stunned. 

You want to speak up, but you’re still unsure of your place; who you are and what you can say. So you stand there with Kenma tightlipped at your side with tension hanging above your heads, watching as Yuki quietly sniffles to himself as he hugs the pile of clothes he’s picked and carries it into their shared bedroom. 

Needless to say, everyone goes to bed tucked beneath the covers of their guilt. 

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Quiet mornings with a steaming cup at hand while treading lightly through the endless sea of emails in his iPad brought Kenma an odd sense of peace, and he looked forward to it every morning. But much to Kenma’s dismay, the apartment is too quiet and the coffee bitter; the chill in the atmosphere is unsettling as he falls into deep thought. 

He thinks back to the events of last night; Yuki’s crying face, your contorted look of confusion, and Eiji’s words. It all comes pouring down on him like a bucket of cold water. 

Not even his coffee can spare him from the chill down his spine. 

He mentally kicks himself, thinking of all the other ways he could’ve said it better. How he could’ve prevented him from breaking Yuki’s little heart and avoided your cold shoulder as you left in a hurry to take the kids to their schools. 

Kenma sucks in a breath as the stinging spreads across his chest. The weight of his cup grows heavy and he shifts his grip to a more comfortable hold. Nothing about the morning is comforting, and it leaves Kenma in distress, the feeling spilling into his work as he continues about his day. 

He can barely read a single line of an email let alone write one; his senses aren’t as sharp as he struggles to smoothen his hand-eye coordination during gaming; and he catches himself zoning out in the middle of his online meetings, barely humming responses to questions he pretends to hear. 

Kenma wonders how Yuki’s doing, and what he could do to apologize and gain his trust back. Maybe he’ll get some strawberry milk on the way to fetch him, or buy the little duck umbrella he caught him eyeing at the convenience store. 

Kenma isn’t good with words if one were to ask him to be gentle and kind. He’s blunt and straight to the point, and it took him more than just a while to get used to softening the blow of his words and how he delivers them. 

And now, as he muddles in his misery does he ingrain those habits deeper into thought until it becomes muscle memory to his lips. 

He’s only then pulled from his squabbles when the doorbells rings throughout the apartment. His feet drag him to the door as his mutters in his resentment. What in the hell could be here--

“You’re shitting me.” Kenma grimaces at  the sight of the cheeky grin plastered across his best friend’s face as he opens the door; his hair tousled to the side and his usual business attire unkempt.  “What the hell do you want?” 

Kuroo pouts, pretending to be wounded by the bitter greeting as he holds a hand to his heart. “Is that how you greet an old friend?” 

“Not now, Kuroo-san.” Despite the bite in his words and his half-hearted attempt to shut the door, Kuroo welcomes himself in, kicking his shoes to the side before trailing behind him. 

“I miss your calls,” Kuroo teases, eyes wandering about the apartment, “you don’t even text me back anymore.” 

“I don’t have the time.” Kenma grits as he pinches the bridge of his nose. A drunken, dizzying feeling whirling in his head; probably because of all the coffee he’s downed and the little water he’s consumed. “Whatever it is you’re here to pester me with, please save it for another time and leave.” 

“Why? Stay at home daddy roles keeping you occupied?” The cushion of the couch bends beneath Kuroo’s weight as he leisurely raises his feet to the coffee table, arms relaxing over to the arm rest. “I wasn’t so surprised when you became a CEO, but this--fatherhood was something I’d imagined you’d do much later...” 

Irritation seeps through Kenma’s skin in the form of tense muscles and a clenched jaw as Kuroo continues on to pass cheap jokes and badgers him. He swipes a bottle warm from the fridge before joining Kuroo on the other side of the couch, kicking his foot off the table on the way. 

“You’re so cold to me.” Kuroo whines, ruffling Kenma’s pudding head hair, earning a disapproving tsk. “Seriously, how’s it someone like you skips the step to marriage and dives straight to having kids? I’m a bit hurt. I had to hear it from Shoyo. Like, seriously? Shoyo? I thought I was your best friend?” 

“Self-proclaimed.” He corrects, unbothered by Kuroo’s sore expression as he untwists the cap from the bottle before chugging the water down in one breath. “Will you leave now?” 

“Why are you so keen to push me out?” Kuroo lifts himself off the warmth of the cushions, moving closer to his evidently troubled friend as he picks off the seal from the plastic bottle. “Kenma, are you okay? Kyanma?”

Pinching the bridge of his nose once again, Kenma shakes his head as he leans his head back. Kuroo tilts his head, watching as his friend unravels in his pain; manifesting both metaphorically and physically. 

“I’ve said something mean to a little boy and he didn’t even deserve it.” Kenma fiddles the empty bottle, tossing it to the side before anxiously fiddling with his fingers. 

“What happened?” 

A deep and heavy sigh escapes him, “He was wearing a dress and I told him he shouldn’t. A-And, And it’s not like I didn’t want him to. I don’t mind it all, but people are mean and the thought that he might face the same kind of treatment I did--Kuroo-san, I don’t want that.”

“You only meant well,” Kuroo places his hand on Kenma’s shoulder, rubbing circles against the material of his old Nekoma sweater. “Though, you could’ve said it better--” 

“You know damn well I’m not good at that!” Kenma spits, cutting him off. 

“But the point is, you meant well!” He reiterates. “Might’ve come across as a lil douche-y, but the intentions were there. But I think you of all people know that no matter what, there’ll always be someone mean. And I don’t think you can shield him from that. Maybe temporarily, but not forever.” 

“I don’t want that kind of pain for him!” Kenma abruptly stands from his place, frustration tingling at his fingertips as it spreads throughout the rest of his body. “He’s so small, Kuroo-san. You should’ve seen him. I said one thing and it already looked like he was gonna break. What happens when he hears words worse than mine? What’ll I do then? What can I do for him?” 

Sniffling. It is the sound that follows after Kenma’s voice breaks and causes Kuroo to raise his brows. At first he thinks his ears have tricked him, but when he finds tears pooling down to his chin as he collapses back onto his seat. 

And it is at this moment, after all the time that has passed, has he seen him break.  

“I-I don’t know how to do any of this. I’m so confused.” Kenma babbles on, stumbling on his own words and choking in between his sobs. And all Kuroo can offer is a soft, rhythmic pat on his back to try and calm him down.

“I’ve been doing some reading about how to understand children or how to raise one, but it's so different. There’s all these theories and guidelines, but no one tells you that you forget everything you read the second they appear in front of you…” 

Kenma holds his head in his trembling hands, crying even harder. All the while he wonders what the child version of him would think if saw him as fragile as the fallen leaves that’d crunch beneath his feet. He’d wonder if he had known the stress he’d fall prey to, would he have continued? 

But as the image of you bleed through his worries, he’s more than sure of his answer. 

Yes. 

Yes, I would. 

Over and over again in one breath. 

“You will be to that child what you needed when you were bullied.” Kuroo’s words are steady, matched with an endearing smile to comfort Kenma’s crying as he meets his glistening gaze. “You needed someone to reassure you that all you heard were nothing but lies, so you do that for him.” 

“Ah, my dear friend, have you not heard of the phrase ‘It takes a village to raise a child’?” Kenma merely blinks at him quizzically as Kuroo snakes an arm around him to bring him close. “What I’m tryna say is: stop acting like you don’t have me, and Shoyo, and the rest of your friends who’re just within your reach. No one ever said it was only just going to be the two of you.” 

Kenma swallows thickly, nodding in agreement as he wipes away the snot dripping from the tip of his nose. He says his thanks that’s quieter than a whisper, it comes airy and a bit croaky from crying. 

The words of his best friend doesn’t immediately fill his heart with peace, but it does lift a little weight from his shoulders. It does give him the sense of security he’s been searching for. And all Kenma wants to do now is apologize to Yuki-- 

“Speaking of,” Kuroo clears his throat, wandering his eyes around the expanse of the apartment. “Where are the kids…?” 

“Oh, shit.” 

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Kuroo and Kenma’s feet click clack against the pavement as they run down to Yuki’s preschool. The cool afternoon air winds past the pair; Kenma’s chest is heaving in pain while Kuroo barely breaks a sweat. 

“I can’t believe you forgot the child!” Kuroo shouts behind him, laughing at Kenma struggling to catch up. “How could you forget a child?” 

“I was pretty preoccupied today!” Kenma countered between ragged breaths. “If your ass didn’t show up I would’ve remembered!” 

“Not with all that crying!”

“Don’t you dare bring that up ever!” 

Kuroo’s hyena laugh carries two blocks over. Head turn as the two continue to bicker all the way down until they arrive at the preschool. Children clamoring before the gate, mingling with their parents and Kenma’s hooded gaze sweeps through the crowd to find a familiar tousled head of hair. 

“What’s he look like?” Kuroo towers over Kenma and the children, squinting his eyes and looking around as if he’s got any clue. 

“He, uh, he should be wearing jeans and a frog shir--” Kenma’s attention is pulled from a string of voices singing praises to find Yuki proudly twirling in his embroidered dress, basking in their compliment. 

It becomes clear to Kenma you dire need to leave the house immediately was because of this. Because you were being coy.

But Yuki’s joy is short-lived, locking eyes with Kenma huffing for air after all the running. But to the young boy gaping up at him, it looks as if he’s ready to yell. So he stops his twirling, his smile slipping away as the rest of the kids’ turn to face him. 

Yuki straightens himself, adjusting the straps of his backpack as he carefully walks towards Kenma with his head hung low. Kuroo elbows his side and nearly knocks out the little air he has left. 

He swipes his tongue across his lips before he speaks, But before he can even utter a sound, his train of thought is pulled from him once again. 

“Disgusting.” An abrasive, disembodied voice grimaces. Not a single care if they’re heard. 

“Why the hell is he wearing a dress?” Says another. 

“Honestly, this generation…” 

“Boy’s aren’t supposed to be wearing dresses.” 

The chattering picks up and soon all the parents are ogling at Yuki who can hear them all so clearly, and Kenma notices him shrinking into his froggy raincoat, trying to hide from their judgemental stares. 

This, Kenma thinks. This is exactly what I mean. 

Kenma is not an emotional person, and not once did he ever raise his voice or act on what he was feeling without thinking it over. And as much as he’d like to throw his hands and cause a scene, he remembers Kuroo’s advice. 

“Who’s child is this?” One of the mothers questions. “Who does this child belong to?” 

“He belongs to me, Miss.” Kenma rasps, taking Yuki’s hand in his before turning to the woman. “I am the guardian and this is my child.” 

“And you allow your child to wear a dress?” 

“Yes.” He answers, finding the footing in his confidence to talk back to a woman who can easily tower over him if she steps closer. “Yes, and what does that have to do with you?” 

“Have you no shame?” She glares at him in disgust, sighing. “He’s a boy! Boy’s shouldn’t be wearing dresses! It’s for girls! What kind of message are you trying to teach him?”

 “And what about you, Miss? Are you proud to show your kid and all these other young minds that its okay to be a bigot? That it’s okay to be uneducated?” 

“I beg your pardon?” 

“Then beg.” Kenma spits, his cat eyes burning holes into the mother’s skin. He’s completely unphased by the growing whispers exchanged between the parents. Kuroo watches proudly in the background, quietly cheering him on. “Skirts were worn by both men and women during the prehistoric times, and biologically speaking, it makes more sense if men were to wear skirts. They only stopped because people as close minded and uneducated as you feared femininity.” 

“So I should ask you the same question, Miss: have you no shame? Telling a small child he’s disgusting because we wanted to wear something that made him happy and comfortable. Is he hurting you?” 

The woman’s lips fall to an ‘o’ as she’s at a loss for words, and Kenma relishes in his growing confidence, bending down to Yuki to pick him up and rest him onto his hip. 

“You have no right to talk to my child that way.” Kenma clears his throat, taking a step back as he maintains eye contact with all the parents at sight. “Let me make this very clear: should you feel the need to take my place as his guardian and try to speak for me, I suggest you don’t.” 

Kenma let’s his words linger in the air and begins to walk away, Kuroo slipping through the sea of parents to walk alongside him. 

A smirk slips across his lips, looking down to Yuki clinging his around Kenma’s neck. 

“Wow,” Kuroo breathes, amusement lacing in his tone. “I didn’t think you had it in ya.” 

“Oh my god, I never wanna do that again.” Kenma twitches the cringe out from his body before pressing Yuki closer to him. “I hate talking to people.” 

“But you did a very good job, I’m actually super proud.” 

“Shut up,” Kenma mutters, locking his eyes onto the pavement ahead of him. 

He’s still shocked, unable to believe what had just transpired. He hated the feeling of everyone’s eyes fixed on him, and how quiet it was when he spoke. He hated having to speak up. 

But if had to do it again, he would. 

He’d do it again and again in one breath. 

[edens-breathless-melodies-moved]

words: 3.2k

pairing: komori m. x f!reader

prompt: face riding

warnings: cursing, cunninglingus, hair pulling, kaori being crude lmao, slight dom/sub undertones

summary: when komori overhears his girlfriend telling her best friend that she wishes they’d do more than just vanilla sex, who is he to not indulge her?

“what do you mean by “just vanilla” sex?!” kaori exclaimes flabbergasted, completely ignoring the nasty looks from the others customers in the cafe along with you sinking further into your seat in embarrassment.

“kaori!” you half whispered, half shouted in embarrassment, (s/c) cheeks blazing as you quickly turned to apologize on your best friends behalf for the crude outburst.

you turned back in your seat to face her with a huff, glaring at her in annoyance. “i would reallyyyy appreciate it if you didn’t overshare my “lacking” sex life with the rest of the cafe!” you hissed, throwing a crumpled napkin at her in retaliation.

kaori simply plucked it out of the air before it could hit her, much to your dismay. she placed it on her empty plate as she continued to stare at you with a combination of pity, bewilderment, and amusement.

“so you’re telling me,” she drawled, taking a sip from her drink as she watched you squirm under her sharp and judgmental gaze.

“that lover boy only does the basic to get you off, no kinky stuff?” she can only look at you in horror as you nod your head shyly, face still on fire from the topic of the conversation.

suddenly she spits out, “so no choking?” you squeak.

“no!”

“spanking?”

“no!”

“hair pulling?!”

“kaori!”

kaori groans loudly in frustration as you rush to quickly apologize to the other customers again. “c’mon!” she moans tiredly, flopping her chin to rest on her palm as she looks at you.

“hair pulling is the most basic thing i can think of and you guys don’t even do that?!”

“hey! i’m not shitting on you for all the freaky shit you and yukie do so piss off!” you bark back, feeling slightly attacked as you heatedly take another sip of your ice tea, hoping it will calm your nerves.

kaori rolls her eyes before a lecherous thought runs through her head. sighing, she tosses her head back and closes her eyes, raising a hand to press against her forehead. “only because i don’t give you all the full, juicy details!”

she exclaims dramatically, cracking one eye open to see your reaction to her little slip up.

to see if you took the bait.

you paused at her words. ‘full details?’ you think to yourself in slight confusion and mild intrigue. you raise an eyebrow at her, silently telling her to continue.

kaori’s grin turn downright sinister as you take her bait and you immediately begin regretting your life choices.

“i mean,” she drawls. “if i told you everything,” she puts emphasis on everything. “i’m pretty sure i’d put you in an early grave, (y/n)-chan~” she chirps at the end, eyebrows waggling suggestively.

you scoffed, an amused smile quirking your lips as you lean towards your best friend, settling your chin on your intertwined fingers before cocking an eyebrow at her as a challenge.

kaori smirks as she mimicks your pose, raising an eyebrow at your smug smirk in defiance.

“wanna try me? maybe you’ll give me some ideas.”

you taunt as an evil glint appears in kaori’s eyes as she accepts your challenge. “oh ho?” you think you can handle it, (y/n)? once i start, there’s no going back...” she’s trying to give you a way out. cute.

“try me you overgrown owl.”

“it’s on you clipped crow!”

neither of the best friends noticed a certain bushy browed male smile to himself only two booths down from them. he ordered another drink when the waiter passed by and made himself comfortable, having no intent to leave anytime soon.

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“toya, babe! i’m home!” you called out into the apartment, shrugging off your coat and hanging it up before venturing deeper into the apartment.

you and komori motoya have been together for four years, living together for two of them. now both in your second years of college, you guys couldn’t be more happy than you are right now. everything was perfect.

except for the sex.

now don’t get me wrong, the sex was phenomenal. komori always took well care of you, massaging your body and always making sure you had at least one orgasm before he came himself.

it was sweet, passionate, and comfortable.

but that can get old after awhile and sometimes you just wish he would spice things up a bit every now and then, but you were too shy to voice anything and though you love him, he could be a bit dense from time to time.

“hey baby, welcome back! i’m in the kitchen preparing dinner for tonight!” your boyfriend’s playful voice called out from the kitchen and you couldn’t help the warm feeling that settled in your chest.

you walked into the kitchen only to be greeted by the adorable sight of your tall boyfriend in your cute pastel apron, humming to himself as he sliced up the beef that would be going into tonight’s stir fry.

he looked up from the cutting board and when navy eyes meet (e/c), he shined you his million dollar smile before going back to the cutting board. the amount of love you felt for him was making you light headed.

fuck what kaori said, why fix something that isn’t broken? you love komori and he loves you. who gives a fuck about vanilla sex?

komori watched you smile softly at him from the corner of his eye and bit back the smirk that was threatening to escape as you walked behind him to wrap him in a hug, burying your face into his back as you inhaled his cologne.

he couldn’t help but silently fawn at how cute you were, his heart nearly bursting out of his chest when you murmured into his back how you missed him.

finally finishing prepping the meat, he stuck his hands under the sink to rinse them off before wiping them down and turning to face you, wrapping him arms around you in a full hug.

“i missed you too, baby.” he sighs into your hair, burying his nose in it before giving you a quick kiss and pulling you back to he can look into your eyes.

he chuckled in his head as he saw how you peered up at him with doe eyes, a soft smile on your face as you clearly radiated a soft warmth; love.

oh how he was gonna enjoy wiping it off your face and replacing it with wanton desperation instead.

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you sighed happily as you placed your chopsticks besides the now empty bowl of stir fry. “god i forget how good of a cook you are sometimes, babe.” you sigh out as you place your hands on your full stomach, satisfied.

komori let’s out a laugh as he eyes your closed gaze and content grin, lightly shaking his head as he brings your bowls to the sink and sets them aside. he’d wash them later.

right now he had a more important task at hand.

your eyes fly open in shock as you let out a light squeal, your hands flying to clutch your boyfriends shirt as he suddenly picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. ‘geez i forget how buff he is sometimes...’

“toya! what are you doing?” you laugh as he continues to carry you towards your shared bedroom, ignoring your playful cries and smacks to his back as he cheerfully whistles, a smug smirk on his face.

he kicks the bedroom door open and you let out a small screech as he dumps you lightly onto the mattress, bouncing slightly as you continue giggling, face a little pink from his sudden manhandling.

you watch in amusement and intrigue as he turns to walk over and close the door before facing you again with a small smirk, an unfamiliar glint in his eyes as he stares you down on the bed.

a dull ache resonated between your thighs as you gulp nervously, getting a little wound up at the way he was looking down on you. he’s never looked at you like this before, like he was about to eat you up.

“toya? what’s gotten into you?” he stays silent as he begins to walk towards you, his smirk growing as you unconsciously beginning shuffling backwards onto the bed until your back presses firmly against the head board.

your heartbeat is in your throat and the ache between your thighs begins to throb as you watch your sweet, gentle boyfriend crawl onto the bed and settle himself between your thighs, all while not breaking eye contact as he licks his lips. you swear your face could rival the surface of the sun right now.

“sweetheart,” you shiver as he coos his favorite pet name, the one he uses before you guys fuck. his usually playful voice dropped down an octave as he leans close to you, eyes never breaking contact.

he smirks to himself when he sees your eyes nervously dart to his lips before coming back to him, and her certainly doesn’t miss the subtle way your thighs clench together as he places his large hands on top of them, giving the soft flesh a firm squeeze.

“did you have fun at lunch with kaori-chan today?” his question catches you off guard, and you cock your head in confusion. why would he ask about your lunch with kaori?

you stare at him in confusion and his smirk only grows, closing the distance between you until his lips are barely brushing yours. you have to physically fight the urge to just surge forward and connect them and komori notices this, much to your dismay.

“you seemed like you were in a good mood when you came back earlier? did you guys have a good conversation?” he continued to stare you down and it was only when his dexterous fingers came into contact with your clothed crotch that everything finally clicked.

your face immediately erupted into flames and komori couldn’t hold back the genuine laugh as he watched you basically have a mental breakdown in front of him.

“ohhhh my goddddd!” you groaned as you brought your hands to cover your face in embarrassment. “you’re telling me you were there and heard all of that?” you whispered in exasperation as you peeked at him from between your fingers, hoping you weren’t correct.

“i was in there first just grabbing a quick bite to eat, and it’s kinda hard to miss kaori-chan’s voice when she decides to holler whatever she’s thinking.” another groan escaped your lips as komori buried his face in your neck and you felt him smile into your skin.

“so does that mean-?” “that i heard just exactly what you wanted to try with me?” he supplied nonchalantly as he pressed an open mouthed kiss against your neck, relishing in the small whine that escaped your throat.

you held your breath as he pulled away from you, eyes wide with barely contained lust and excitement as he stared you down with that same intensity from earlier.

“that’s a yes, sweetheart.” you gulped as you felt his hand come back to lightly cup your cunt, and you nearly whimpered when he applied more force to it, voice dropping lower as he licked his lips.

“now be a good girl and take your pants off for me, hm?”

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you gulped harshly as you settled yourself just above your boyfriends face, chewing on your bottom lip nervously as he smiled sweetly up at you from between your thighs, blue eyes heavy with lust as he trailed his gaze down to your glistening folds.

you might be feeling nervous about riding your boyfriend’s tongue but your body was clearly ready for it. komori nearly drooled at the sight of your slick cunt, folds practically dripping in arousal and he couldn’t wait to bury his face in and make you cry.

though komori may be all geared up and ready to start the show, you on the other hand we’re having second thoughts.

“i don’t know about this, toya.” you said worriedly, teeth still worrying your bottom lip as you brought a hand down to caress his face. “i don’t wanna accidentally hurt you...”

a gasp escaped your lips as your eyes widened in horror. “oh my god, what if you can’t breathe! or-”

you worried rambling was quickly cut off by a startled moan as komori pulled you down by your thighs and settled you directly onto his mouth. his eyes nearly rolled to the back of his head as he moaned at your taste, the vibrations sending shocks straight to your clit and you moaned again, lightly grinding yourself on his face.

komori gave your clit a small lick before pulling it into his mouth, sucking lightly while flicking his tongue against and his hips bucked into the air when you grabbed onto his hair and pulled, your moans coming out breathy and high.

“that’s it sweetheart,” he groaned into your folds as you continued to rock lightly on his tongue, eyes closed in bliss as you pulled steadily on his light brown locks. “that’s it. now be a good girl and just let me take care of you, yeah?”

“o-oh fuck! toya!” you cried as he began to eat you out earnestly, arms coming around to lock onto your thighs as his tongue lashed against your clit, causing you to scream his name as he pulled it into his mouth to harshly suck on it like candy.

komori was on cloud nine, basking in the way your pillowy thighs wrapped his head like the warmest pair of earmuffs while you continued to spill yourself on his tongue, fingers gripping and tugging his hair deliciously.

you pant as you grind your hips steadily on his face, a small sheen of sweat covering your body as you let out another choked moan when he lightly pressed his tongue into your spasming cunt, as if testing it out.

the wail you let out when he thrusted his entire tongue into you and the grip you had on his hair had you both thinking the same thing-

we should’ve done this earlier.

the cries you were letting out were getting higher and more desperate as komori continued to thrust his tongue into your wet hole, drinking up all the sweet nectar you were spilling onto his tastebuds.

when komori pulled his tongue from you to trail it up to your clit before giving it a light nip you yelped and peered down between your thighs in slight annoyance, only now getting a good look at him.

your breath caught in your throat and your face seemed to burn even brighter at the absolutely wrecked expression of your boyfriend.

his cheeks were tinged red and covered in your essence as he wrapped his lips around your clit and slurped loudly, drawing as much of your nectar into his mouth as possible.

his eyes were shut close and cute thick eyebrows were drawn together in desperation as he moaned heavily into your cunt, thick cock twitching at every moan that escaped your lips.

komori knew you were getting close when you began rocking against his face faster, whimpers increasing in pitch as you practically dripped into his awaiting mouth. he decided to open his eyes and nearly came untouched at the sight above him.

you looked like a goddess above him, (s/c) skin glowing softly from sweating as you clenched your thighs around his head. pink lips were swollen from you digging your teeth into them and beautiful (e/c) orbs locked with his, half lidded and filled with tears as you panted with parted lips, basically begging him to let you come on his tongue.

the heat in your abdomen was reaching a fever pitch when suddenly one of komori’s thick fingers shoved itself into your clenching core, stretching you deliciously as it crooked up to curl directly into the spongey spot on your top wall. you couldn’t breathe.

his eyes were hard on yours as he crooked his finger into your g-spot again. it was like time had stopped when he growled out a deep “come” before pulling your clit into his mouth a final time and sucking harshly that you finally shattered.

a scream ripped from your throat, broken cries of “toya!” and “fuck” echoing throughout the bedroom as you came the hardest you’ve ever came in your life on your boyfriend’s face.

komori didn’t let a single drop to waste, lapping it all up and softly massaging your clit with his tongue as he gently helped you ride out your intense orgasm. it was only when you shakily pulled off of his face and collapsing on the bed next to him that he sat up and peered over your body.

your chest was rising shakily as you pulled in deep breaths, trying to ground yourself from something so mind blowing. blue eyes trailed down from your heaving tits to the mess between your legs, thighs shining weakly in the bedroom light.

another twinge of arousal shot through him and komori was reminded of the throbbing ache in his cock. he never would’ve imagined he would have gotten so worked up from eating you out, but he’s definitely not complaining.

his gaze shifted back to your face when you let out a breathless laugh, eyes still closed as you basked in the afterglow. “there’s no fucking way that’s your first time eating a girl out.”

a deep chuckle sounds off to your right as you feel the bed shift underneath his weight as komori moves closer to you. “you’re right, it’s not.” he muses, and you swear you can see how smug he is without even having to look at him.

just as your about to throw a half-baked retort at him something hard and hot nudges against your cheek and your eyes fly open in alarm, only to be met with the tantalizing view of your boyfriend hovering over you to your right, his thick and heavy cock lightly nudging your cheek.

“but it is the first time i’ve ever had such a gorgeous girl ride my face before.” he smirks down at you, taking in your flushed expression as he lightly taps his cock against your cheek again.

a sharp hiss leaves his lips as his face drops in pleasure when you press a small kiss against his tip before giving it light kitten licks, eyes never leaving his.

another smirk makes its way to lips as he throws his right leg over your body, nestling his thighs around your head as you stare up at him in shock and poorly contained lust.

he groans deep in his throat when you take his tip fully into your mouth, tongue massaging just underneath the head. a small smile stretches komori’s pink lips before his hand comes down to caress your check, very reminiscent of the same way you did to him earlier.

you moan when he lightly thrusts his hips forward, sinking more of his cock into your tight mouth with a moan of his own. “now,” he pants lightly, gazing down at you with lust and love swirling in those beautiful blue eyes as he recalls another piece of your earlier conversation.

“be a good girl and return the favor to daddy, hm?”

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[moonlit-mizukage]

Chapter eight: Perfect

Summary: Popular punk band, Skull crusher, had to find a new drummer due to the sudden disappearance of the last one. As band manager and lead singer, Semi Eita’s girlfriend, Y/l/n Y/n brings Kyotani, a rising internet drummer they found online into the picture. Everything was great at first, then Kuroo, the lead guitarist, started getting creepy messages and presents. Y/n is determined to find out who is trying to sabotage the band when things only take a turn for the absolute worst. Who could be the mysterious stalker really be? Is it their new band mate? Or could it be a close friend of one of the members?

Tw; DEATH! BODY HORROR! BLOOD! KILLING! Swearing, police This chapter is the mark start of the murders. I will begin tagging tw blood and tw body horror so If you do not want to see this, please block those Tags!!

Word count: 1.1K

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Third person pov - The Next Day

A loud knock on the door startled Yukie. She got up from her couch and headed over to her door.

“Police! Open up!” They yelled from behind it. She pulled open the door.

“Hello, how can I help you today officers?” She asked.

“We have a warrant to search the place.” The officer flashed her the paper as he and his partner pushed past her.

She went and sat back down on her couch sighing as she picked up her phone to tweet about the current situation she was in.

The police were looking around in the distant rooms. When they reached a door that was locked.

“Excuse me Ma’am, can you unlock this door for us?”

“It's my room for photography. It has to stay dark so the photos all dry out nice.”

“Open the door or we will break it down.” The officer snapped.

Yukie sighed as she got up and walked over to the door unlocking it. They entered the room as she moved back.

Inside the room were about 50 fresh pictures strung out all around. The officers soon came to notice it was all the same person, more specifically Kuroo.

“Why are all these photos of the person being harassed?” The one officer asked Yukie.

“I promise it’s not what it looks like! I have so many of the other band members I just do specific members at times.”

“Come down to the station tomorrow for a lie detector test at 3pm.”

“Yes of course officers.” The two had left after that as Yukie pulled out her phone to text her friends group chat.

 (WRITTEN PART AGAIN)

Yukie was sitting on her couch crying as she heard a noise come from her room.

“Hello?” She asked. She stood up and started to walk down by her room.

She screamed when she noticed a large pile of blood by her bedroom window on the floor with one finger placed in the middle. She turned to run out of the room only to be stopped by a masked figure.

“Where do you think you are going?” Said the eerie voice.

She tried to run to her window as the hand gripped her wrist. She was tossed onto the floor with a hard thud. Something slammed into the back of her head before everything went dark.

Yukie woke a little while later on her bed. She tried to sit up but she noticed her arms were handcuffed to her bed post.

“Hello?? Please let me go! I won’t say anything.” The person reentered her room.

“Oh good, you are awake. I have been waiting for you to get up. I wanted you to be awake for what comes next.” The person moved closer as they pulled a hand saw from behind their back along with some rope. “So you don’t move.” They said grabbing her left leg and tying it tightly to the bedpost.

They stood beside the bed, holding her right leg with incredible strength.. They lined the saw up with her ankle. They began to put pressure down as the blade began to cut through her delicate layers of skin. Yukie let you a blood curdling scream as the person stopped.

“I almost forgot.” They reached into her bedside table drawer as they pulled out a ball gag. They shoved it in Yukie’s mouth as she struggled. Yukie tried to scream now but it was barely audible. “Perfect.” They then grabbed an elastic band nurses use to take blood. They tied it as tight as possible just above where the ankle was cut. The person got back to their spot holding her leg as they continued to saw into her ankle. Yukie was desperately trying to scream and move, but her attempts went barely noticed.

Yukie’s eyes were puffy and red. Face covered in snot and saliva as the person reached the final side of their bone. Yukie’s leg was pouring out blood. The person reached into their bag and grabbed a torch out. Yukie shook her head as she watched the person turn it on to cauterize her wound to stop the bleeding. The person grabbed a first aid kit as they wrapped her wound up to be sure it would stop bleeding enough to make her live through what was next.

“Can’t have you bleed out before we are done now can we?” The person said with a laugh.

They walked over to the other side of the bed now starting on the second ankle just like they did to the first. Yukie was dizzy and feeling herself fade in and out due to the blood loss and pain. Barely awake, the second one fished and was burned and wrapped before she realized.

The person moved now to the top of her bed. Undoing the handcuffs as they knew Yukie couldn’t escape with the amount of blood loss she had faced.Yukie was barely conscious as the masked person began slapping her face.

“Wake up Yukie. You can’t die on me yet, I am not done playing with you.”

Yukie looked at the person almost lifeless now. They tied another band around her arm before they brought the saw up to her hand and began to push into her wrist. Cutting into it deep on the first try, Yukie was trying to pull away but her strength barley even moved it an inch.

By the time that wrist was sawed and they had started the second, the person could tell Yukie was on her last breath.

“Since you are about to die, I will show you who I am.” The person said before lifting their mask. Yukie’s eyes widened in horror as she tried to move away again. The person laughed at her pathetic attempt and began to saw into her again.

At the end of the second wrist, Yukie was lifeless now. The person began to laugh as they stood up. They placed the saw into their bag as they grabbed a large axe. They pulled back and began chopping the body as the blood now began spraying the walls of the room. They sadistically laughed while doing so.

As they finished they made sure to space all the limbs out as they took another bag of blood from their bag and stabbed it with a nearby pen. They made sure only to spray the wall now. The fresh blood dripped down the wall as the killer took their gloved hand and began to write a message. As they were done they grabbed Yukie’s phone off the couch, using her finger to unlock it. They took a few pictures, then grabbed the right foot and shoved it in a box. They wrote on the top a name as they shoved a note from their pocket inside it. After placing the box inside their bag, they returned to the phone. They chose a number off the list and sent the two pictures, one of the wall and the second of Yukie’s body, with a simple message that read;

You were wrong Y/n.

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[random-mha-thoughts]

Little Fluffball (TodoBaku)

Pairing: TodoBaku

Genre: Fluff

Summary:  Shouto comes home before his feisty boyfriend to a cat sitting outside his apartment that surprisingly reminds him of his special someone.

Inspo: This fanart originally by @heydenhein (it’s actually been on my list of things to write for months, I’m glad I finally got to use it~)

Word count: 1,477

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a/n:  Final post for ShouCat Week! It’s a little late but hey, it’s still Friday in at least 3 timezones sooooo I’m not late technically

This one featuresTodoBaku!  It was supposed to be Todo x Reader, but looking back at the art that inspired this, I realized I forgot the cat was actually Bakugou, so surprise ship I guess!

That’s a wrap on ShouCat Week and my first event!  Hope you guys enjoyed it~  The masterlist will be pinned for the remainder of the weekend for you to catch up on the other stories before I replace it with the brand new Navi page I made a few days ago ^^.

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Shouto didn't know why a cat was waiting in front of his apartment door so casually.  He had a mini staring contest with the puffy blond cat laying there like it owned the place and was locked out.  The feline had turned its head when it sensed the man approaching the door, leaving Shouto extremely confused, but minutely intrigued by it.

"Are you lost, little one?" he asked, kneeling down in front of the huge ball of taking up space in front of his door.

The cat's face scrunched up into what he could only register as annoyance, striking him as odd.  He didn't know cats could express such human emotions, not to mention them having such attitudes.  Thought, admittedly, he thought there was a tickle of familiarity scratching at the back of his head.

"You can stay the night here for now.  We'll take good care of you."  He stood to insert the key into his door and swing it open.

Without a moment's hesitation, the cat sprinted inside with its stubby legs and perched itself on the middle cushion of the couch, sinking down as it stretched and purred to make itself comfortable.

Shouto almost laughed at how it managed to make itself instantly at home, and how that space was usually where the man would find his boyfriend when he returns from work.  Speaking of, he wondered where his boyfriend could be at this hour when he was sure he had no work today.

The candy-cane haired man shrugged, figuring he would come home whenever he was ready, settling next to the soft hedgehog of a cat and stroking its surprisingly soft fur.  "You definitely remind me of someone special, little one."  A soft smile played on the man's lips.

The cat turned from its laying position to shoot Shouto another annoyed glare, this time baring its teeth at him.  From this close, Shouto noticed how the eyes were the same crimson red his boyfriend has.

The man only chuckled.  Being with his boyfriend had certainly made him immune to any pointed glares from anyone.  "You two share a lot of similarities, that's all.  Your hair's the same color, your eyes are the same, you have the same attitude as him, you even chose his favorite spot on the couch to sit.  I wouldn't mind keeping you as a pet for us, we'll see what he says when he comes back."

Shouto always knew he wanted a pet, something to share with his hotheaded partner, something to solidify and strengthen their relationship, something to call their own.

The puffy cat jumped on top of Shouto's lap suddenly, growling low and staring at him.

"What is it?  Is there something you wish to say?"  The man had no idea what to do at times like this.

"Meeeooow!" it suddenly yelped, placing a paw on his shirt, glaring its scarlet eyes straight into Shouto's soul.  Surely, this cat had something on its mind, but the lack of a shared language wasn't helping the situation as he can only stare blankly at the expectant animal.

In an exasperated huff, the cat pounced onto the floor and pattered towards the nearby coffee table next to the TV, taking a photo frame into its mouth and returning back to Shouto.

The perplexed man grabbed the frame.  "Yes, this is me and my boyfriend.  As I said, you two share many similarities-"

"MEEEOOOOWW!!!"

Shouto sighed.  "I really don't understand what you're trying to say-"

Once again, the cat growled in dismay at the dense man in front of him.  How can he see one single similarity between two people and immediately theorize that they're long last family members, but not put two and two together in this situation?

The cat sat on its hind legs and tapped one of its front paws on the man's leg.  Shouto could only find it adorable how the cat seemed to have the ability to think like a human.  It would be an excellent addition to their family.  He couldn't wait for his boyfriend to come home to tell him about it.  "You're a peculiar one, little one.  I know you two will get along nicely."  His hands scratched behind the sand-colored ears standing at attention.

At the gesture, the wound-up feline couldn't help relaxing against the man's fingers, triangle ears flattening against its giant, furry head and body.

"You must love cuddles too, don't you?"  Shouto gathered the ball into his arms to bury his face in the precious fur.  "Wow, you even smell like him too."

The cat pawed at Shouto's ear before nipping at the lobe, eliciting a petal of laughter from the man.  "Alright, maybe I should have dinner and we can go to bed to wait for him."  The man cradled the cat and towed it into the kitchen, setting it on the counter.  The man began reaching for a plate and a small bowl.  "I can't really cook, the only thing I know how to do is boil noodles."

There's a hard crackling of plastic suddenly.  To Shouto's surprise, the cat had the bag of soba noodles in its mouth by the edge of the package.  The man pat it on its head.  "How did you know I needed this?  You're so smart."

The cat rolled it eyes.  It's given up at this point.

As Shouto went about cooking his meal and turned the stove on, the cat shrieked and almost slipped off the counter pushing its paw out to lower the dial.  "MEOWW?!"

"Oh, I guess I did set it too high."  The man noticed the mistake and gave the cat another well-deserved scratch behind the ears.  "Well done.  If Bakugou were here, he would've yelled at me for almost burning the house down."

After preparing his meal and setting the table for himself, Shouto sat at the table to eat his dinner while the cat sprawled itself onto the bed in the room, closing its eyes and trying to drift off to sleep on its own as Shouto finished his dinner, showered, and came back out in his sleep clothes.

"What a tiring day," the man sighed again, his muscles still a dull ache from the hot shower.  Winding down, the stress of the day finally weighed down on him.  Admittedly, he's still worried about the whereabouts of his boyfriend.  It wasn't like him to be out terribly late considering his strict sleep schedule.

But when Shouto lifted his eyes to the mattress where the fluffy lump lay fast asleep on Bakugou's side of the bed, he couldn't help but smile again.  Usually, he would talk to Bakugou about his day at bedtime, whispering to each other into the darkness.  Perhaps this cat could be the substitute he needed for now.

He climbed onto the bed and softly stroked the cat again, amused how his motions won't wake it up.  "What a champ sleeper," he cooed, gazing out the window.  "I'm worried that you won't get to meet your other dad today.  It's strange for him to be out this late.  I even called his phone, but he won't pick up."  He looked down at the mass of blond fur, listening to its deep breathing and feeling the rise and fall of its soft body.  "I'm really hoping you two get along.  Maybe not at first, since you're too similar to each other, but I know Bakugou's actually a huge softy.  He's secretly a sucker for cute things.  Maybe he'll think of you as his child."  Shouto's chuckle barely resounded in fatigued.  "No, he's probably not the type to be an obsessed pet dad."  He glanced out the window at the night sky again, his eyelids drooping.  "I hope he's safe."

A wet muscle tickled Shouto's palm, stunning him awake, only to see the cat's tongue lick him gently and purr while its eyes were still shut.

The man stroked his finger over the cat's pink nose.  "You're good at comforting, that's good."  Shouto's body finally wanted to give in.  He turned around and collapsed with a groan, his head nestled onto the cat's body.  "Let's see if you're good at being a pillow too."  His words garbled together in rising slumber.  He just barely missed the way the cat tensed at the sudden heavy weight.  "Good night, Kat-chan."

The cat only gave a final mumble in response.  "Meow..."

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Bonus:

The first thing Shouto noticed when he woke up was his pillow being tougher than he remembered.  The cat pillow was much squishier.  He stirred to find a better position.

"Oi, wake up, you're crushing my ribs."

Shouto pried his eyes open to meet the face of his - currently annoyed - boyfriend.  "Bakugou?"  He shot up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes.  "When did you get home?  Where'd you go?"  His speech was still garbled, tongue falling over itself as his groggy mind couldn't speak fast enough for his thoughts.  "Where's the cat?"

"YOU DUMBASS, I WAS THE CAT THE WHOLE DAMN TIME!  I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU NEVER CONNECTED THE DOTS!"

[jubans]

title: chance encounter pairing: settsu banri/fem!reader rating: g (general) premise: on a perfectly normal morning, at the perfectly flourished breakfast table, taichi asks banri a perfectly off-putting question.

"ban-chan, how the heck is your hair so silky?!"

Banri usually starts up his day skirting everyone else in the lounge to be the first one in the showers. Unlike most of the men that reside in the Mankai dorms, he actually takes the time to scrub down every niche in his body until it's squeaky clean. But, oh, don't even get him started with the intricacies that came with taking care of his hair. That conversation is something none of the members of the troupe (except, maybe, Azuma) are ready for, and he likes to keep it that way.

But on a perfectly normal morning, at the perfectly flourished breakfast table, Taichi asks Banri a perfectly off-putting question.

"Ban-chan, how the heck is your hair so silky?!"

The neo gangster, as Yuki typically calls him, just finished shrugging on his school blazer when he casts Taichi a bizarre look. He has a notepad and a textbook in front of him, balancing a pen in his fingers as he stares back at Banri expectantly. The little brat is in the middle of cramming his homework, and he has the audacity to distract himself like that?

"Conditioner," is all he says in return, grabbing one of the toast slices Omi left for them.

Juza scoffs from where he's stuffing his face with pancakes on the other end. "That ain't very helpful." 

"I wasn't fucking talking to you, Hyodo," Banri grates at him dismissively. 

"Banri-kun," he hears Sakuya calling out from the lounge, where he and Masumi are already slinging their schoolbags across their shoulders. "You ready to go?"

He spares Taichi a minute nod of the head, telling him to stop doing his homework the day it's due before picking up his own bag. Then, he gives Juza the finger, earning a momentary scolding from Sakyo, who just happens to pass by when he does it. Then, after a few words in farewell bid to those who don't work nor study—Citron delaying their departure a little because he'd wanted to show how to make a blade (braid)—the Hanasaki High boys were on their way. 

"So noisy," Masumi mutters as he pulls the door behind him. "But if it was the Director, I wouldn't mind." 

Sakuya laughs, leading the way for the three of them. "There's never a dull moment in the dorms, huh?" 

As they traverse the short distance to school, Banri hangs back a little when Sakuya asks Masumi about the younger boy's literature class. Their conversation fades into background noise in his ears as he let his eyes wander around the neighborhood. But when they pass by a familiar intersection, Banri instinctively flickers his gaze at the tall, white house in the corner lot—a girl in a dark green uniform closing the gate behind her. 

You're preoccupied with something on your phone, oblivious to the three boys that are walking past your house—him included. But given that Ouka High is the opposite way from where they're headed, he doesn't even get the chance to slip in a quick hello. 

Well, it's not like you'd remember someone like him, right?

"Ugh, this sucks!"

A week after Banri moved into the Mankai dorms, he found himself facing a rather pressing dilemma: the shampoo provided for the troupe members made his hair disgustingly greasy.  

And that was how he wound up at the nearby grocery store, grumbling about how cheap that yakuza, Sakyo, was being with their commodities. If you want something else, buy it yourself, he told him. Giving the old man the last word might have let his pride take a hard blow, but it was a small price to pay for comfort. He'd rather kiss ass to the cheapskate than live another day with greasy hair.

But when he reached the toiletries section, he realized another thing. 

The brand he used at home was something his sister imported from another country. 

"Having trouble picking something out?"

Banri cast a withering glare at the girl who dared to point out his predicament, but his irritation morphed into curiosity when he noticed that you donned the familiar green of the Ouka High uniform. The next thing he noticed was the way your shiny, luscious hair cascaded down your shoulders, as smooth as a waterfall. He retracted his hostility for a minute, wondering if you could be his saving grace. Banri was good at a lot of things, but he didn't want to make any gambles with his current conundrum. 

"Yeah," he answered hesitantly. "Uh, do you know which brand doesn't make your hair oily? Shampoo brand, I mean." 

You blinked up at him for a second, confused, before your eyes lit up with realization. "Ah, O'Real is a really nice brand. Makes my hair really bouncy." To demonstrate, you swished your head around, making your long tresses sway with the movement in a dazzling fashion. "But you can't just settle with the shampoo. It's better to buy the value pack with conditioner over...here." 

Plucking one of the aforementioned value packs, you handed it to Banri without much preamble. He glanced at the price tag stuck to the bottom, and he had to force himself not to wince with how much it'll cost him. 

He was momentarily spared from his monetary concerns when he noticed you struggling to carry the basket you held in both hands. It was filled with an assortment of products ranging from laundry detergent to cold cuts. While he usually didn't offer girls his help lest they asked for it, Banri decided to make an exception.

"You need a hand with that?" He flicked his gaze downwards. 

You flushed at his offer, shaking your head (his eyes staring a bit too long at the way your hair moved once again). "Oh, no, no! I couldn't possibly bother you with—"

"Come on," he said, clicking his tongue as he plucked the basket from your grasp. "I ain't taking no for an answer. Consider this as...payback. For helpin' me out."

Relenting, you folded your arms across your chest, smiling up at him cheekily. "Would you at least tell me your name, then?" 

"Settsu Banri," he replied coolly. "You still headed to the other aisles?"

"Nope. I remembered last minute that I still have an unopened bottle of conditioner at home," you sigh, giggling at him. "You're not very delicate with girls, are you?"

He stiffened for a moment. Well, you weren't wrong. His sister was one of the toughest women he'd ever seen, and even though he didn't expect every woman to turn out the same way, Banri never once treated girls like fragile glass. His raucous behavior around them prompted most of his female classmates to steer clear of him—not that he'd minded, but this was the first time someone had spoken the words to his face.

"What about you?" he wondered gruffly in hopes of switching up the conversation. "What's your name?" 

"(Surname) (Name)," you told him with a cheeky grin. "Shall we go, Settsu-kun? I mean, you'd want to wash your greasy hair as soon as possible, right?"

His mouth hung agape with disbelief as you happily pranced out of the toiletries section—leaving him with the realization that there were people aside from Juza that could pick a fight with him. 

And, surprisingly, he'd let this one slide.

"You know (Name)?" 

Okay, he didn't expect Juza to react like that when Banri decided to ask him about you when his roommate arrived at home. 

"Yeah, I ran into her at the grocery store a few months back," he says, ticked off. "What's it to ya?"

"Stay away from her," Juza tells him off sharply as he swings his school bag up to his bed. "I mean it, Settsu. Fuck around with me, I don't care. But I swear to god, if you touch my cousin—"

Banri does a double-take on that one. "Cousin? How much fuckin' family do you have, Hyodo?" 

"A lot," he replies like he doesn't want to talk about it, but Juza's glare doesn't ease up and for a minute, Banri feels a genuine spite emitting from his roommate. The neo gangster sighs, twirling his phone in his fingers. He sort of knew that asking Juza about you would be a stretch even if you both went to the same school, but how the hell was he supposed to know that you were his goddamn cousin?

After you checked out your groceries that day, you managed to scam him into carrying them for you to your house as well. You were quite the charmer, he had to admit. You'd smooth-talked him into doing your bidding so easily that it was hard to imagine you being related to the mumbling nervous wreck of an actor that was Juza. 

It was a chance encounter, he thinks. He could have gone to a different grocery store at a different time at a different date, yet he was there specifically when you found him glaring at the shampoo and conditioner on the shelves. Banri doesn't believe in shit like fate or destiny, but it was a little freaky when he'd seen you again this morning after Taichi asked about his hair—months since he'd last seen you. 

"If it means anything, she's always been going to our shows, though," Juza mumbles a few minutes later, catching Banri by surprise. "She's been curious about the guy that's been pickin' fights with me all this time, and I told her it was the one who played Luciano in Picaresque."

"O-Oi!" he yells out. "Don't sully my name before she can even properly meet me!"

"Why do you care?" Juza challenges, brows raised with curiosity. "I thought you didn't give two shits about girls."

For the first time, he can't offer up a single retort. In a battle of wits, he thought he'd win against Juza in every instance, but now...

"Fuck off!" Banri shouted at him, storming out of their room as he hid the blush creeping up his neck from his roommate's view.

[jumukus]

A3! Translation: Muku Sakisaka’s SSR [Mankai Encore] - Encore: Florence

translation under the cut.

Kumon: Haa~...

Muku: The water feels so good…

Kazunari: Real onsen is indeed different!

Misumi: It has a nice element for the body~.

Tenma: I feel refreshed.

Yuki: It also has a nice atmosphere.

Kumon: A'ight… Take this, water gun attack!

Kazunari: Whoa!

Nice one, Kumopi! Okay, I'm gonna launch a counterattack!

Misumi: Me too! Me too~!

Kazunari: Let's attack Tenten too!

Tenma: Whoa!

Kumon: Ahaha! Tenma-san, nice reaction you have there!

Kazunari: You look good with the water dripping on you~.

Tenma: Damn y'all… Fine, take this!

Yuki: So noisy…

Muku: Fufu, they look like they're having fun.

Misumi: Say, say! Let's take turns washing each other's backs~!

Kazunari: Sounds great! Let's do it, guys!

Yuki: Keep in mind that we won't be able to go onstage if we slip and get injured.

Kumon: Got it!

Tenma: For crying out loud…

Kazunari: But man, given how nice this feels, it surely makes you wanna go on an onsen tour!

Muku: If I'm not mistaken, the health benefit for each onsen is different.

I've read this on a shoujo manga called "Let's Love ☆ Steaming Onsen". It's said that each onsen also has different types of water.

Tenma: I didn't know an onsen-themed manga exists…

Yuki: Makes me curious what kind of story it is.

Kazunari: Looks like there's also a place where we can do rafting nearby! Isn't that like, super interesting!?

Kumon: Rafting is that one activity where we cruise the river with a boat, right!? I wanna try it!

Misumi: It seems fun~!

Yuki: I got super tired just from hearing the description.

Kazunari: Don't say that, Yukki! C'mon, join us~!

Misumi: Let's do river rafting~!

Kumon: Oh, speaking of, didn't you say there's a place you wanna go to, Muku?

Tenma: Hm? Is that so?

Muku: Ehehe...yeah. The truth is, there's a place that I've been interested in--.

***

Izumi: Whoa…!

Kumon: Amazing~!

Kazunari: Dude, this castle is no joke!

Misumi: It looks like the one in fairytales~!

Tenma: It's a Muku-like place.

Muku: This place is used for the live-action adaptation of my favorite shoujo manga.

It's also used for other works so I'd like to go visit it once…

Izumi: That means, this place is like a holy land to Muku-kun.

Muku: Yes! Now that I see it in person, this castle is really beautiful…!

Izumi: (Muku-kun looks so happy. His eyes are sparkling.)

Kazunari: Hey, guys, look! The people over there are walking around in a dress and a suit!

Misumi: They look like a princess and a prince~.

Muku: You can borrow costumes and experience being a princess here.

Kazunari: In that case, why don't you try wearing one, Muku!?

Yuki: Not experiencing being a princess, but a prince.

Tenma: And it's not everyday that you get to wear costumes at a real castle.

Izumi: Even though you can be a prince on the stage, it's not like we can build a real castle like this to accompany you.

Muku: But… But since we're all here, I'd like to…

Yuki: Oh, please. A group of men walking around in suits will stand out like a sore thumb.

Kazunari: It's okay! We're fine just seeing you in a prince costume, Mukkun!

Misumi: Prince Muku~!

Kumon: How about we play rock, paper scissors and the loser has to accompany muku in a dress!?

Kazunari: Sounds great! It seems fun!

Tenma: Huuh!? We can just have Director-san wear it.

Izumi: Huh!? No, I'm fine, guys.

Yuki: Besides, it'd be more interesting if you guys wear one.

Kazunari: That's it~!

Misumi: You won't wear one, Yuki~?

Yuki: There'll be no damage even if I wear one.

Tenma: Ugh--.

Muku: But is it really okay to decide it with rock paper scissors?

Kazunari: No problem☆ Let's do it right away!

Summer Troupe: Rock paper…

Kumon: Uuhh…

Tenma: That's your karma for bringing it up.

Yuki: Do you really have to be that arrogant?

Kazunari: Kumopi, you're totes adorbs! Let's take some snaps for commemoration!

Misumi: It looks good on you, Kumon~!

Izumi: While you still look very much like a boy, you guys sure go all out with the wig, huh.

Muku: Kyu, Kyu-chan, I'm sorry…

Kumon: ...You don't need to. I'm gonna try to be a princess that is perfect for you!

Muku: Kyu-chan…! Me too, then. I'll escort you properly!

Misumi: Good luck, you two~!

Yuki: The heck is this?

Kumon: Okaay! I'll do my best to be princess-like…

--Huh, whoa! Walking in heels is so hard…

Izumi: Kumon-kun, close your legs a little bit more and try to walk on your toes.

Kumon: Huh, like this? Oh, I think it's a little bit easier than earlier!

Izumi: That's right, you're doing great! If you pay attention to this, the way you walk will also look beautiful.

Kumon: I see!

Muku: Shall we go, then, princess?

Kumon: I shall be in your care, my prince!

Tenma: Why do you have to speak like that…*

Izumi: (Fufu. This is somehow heartwarming.)

Muku: Be careful, Kyu-chan. There's a steps here.

Kumon: Thanks, Muku.

My legs are already killing me… Makes me realize how amazing girls are to be able to walk in heels.

Muku: It's even more amazing since there are people who can actually run in heels.

Oh, Kyu-chan. Do you have a moment?

Kumon: What's up?

Muku: This is the place where the hero and heroine met in the drama.

Kumon: Heh, I see!

In that case, let's take a pic that Kazu-san--huh?

Muku: ...Don't tell me we got separated?

Kumon: What, what should we do? Sorry, this is because I'm walking slowly…

Muku: No, it's totally fine. Let's take our time.

Kumon: …

Muku: Kyu-chan?

Kumon: Muku is really a prince. You're a kind and cool prince that is loved by everyone!

I'm so happy that I can meet your Prince Florence again!

Muku: Kyu-chan…

Me too! I have a lot of fun performing with your Broto.

Kumon: Hehe, glad to hear that. Let's do our best for the repeat performance, Your Highness!

Misumi: Ah~! Muku and Kumon are here~!

Tenma: I thought you got lost.

Yuki: They're not you, duh.

Izumi: Sorry, we were busy searching for a place to shoot we ended up getting separated…

Kazunari: I've found a suppeeeeer Instagrammable spot over there! Let's take the snap there!

Kumon: Okay!

Izumi: Kumon-kun, are your legs not hurt? Can you keep going?

Misumi: Shall I carry you, Kumon~?

Yuki: How about Muku do it?

Muku: Huh!? I-I don't know if I can do it…

Kumon: I'm, I'm fine!

Izumi: (Thank goodness they looked like they were having fun.)

***

Izumi: Phew, the dress rehearsal ended without any problems! All that's left is the show…

Muku: Ah… Since I'm such a frozen ham, I may cause you all troubles by standing in the wrong position…

Kumon: Me too… What if I go onstage without my cloak…

Izumi: Looks like their pessimism has been activated, huh…

Tenma: You're nervous again? Seriously?

Yuki: Just get used to it already.

Misumi: You'll be alright~! You'll be alright~!

Kazunari: Let's take on the stage with full motivation!

Muku: You, you're right.

Tenma: So, what are we gonna do for our huddle today?

Kumon: Both of us came up with something again!

Muku: First, put one of your hand forward… Like you're asking for a dance with the princess!

Yuki: Oh my god, not the cringy stuff again…

Kazunari: That's totes prince-like!

Misumi: As expected of Muku~.

Kumon: Let's go, Muku!

Muku: Yep!

--Alright, let's go! Let's go find the flower of destiny!

T/N: Kumon actually uses the typical suffix wa which is usually used by females hence why Tenma is questioning his way of speaking.

Izumi: (During Florence's journey to find his ideal bride along with his retainer Broto, he helped Rose who got caught in a trap.)

Florence: “Look, you're fine now. Your wound is slight, fortunately.”

Rose: "Tell me, which part of this is fine? And what's with this floral print bandage?"

Florence: "This is a custom bandage that is developed by the royal family household's bandage brand. It's both practical and beautiful."

Rose: "Does it really need to be this flashy?"

Broto: "It's not."

Izumi: (Both Muku-kun and Kumon-kun are finally relaxed after releasing their tension with the huddle just now. Even Yuki-kun is doing great.)

(Muku-kun's gesture and movements are also more refined and beautiful than before.)

***

Izumi: (Florence arrives in the East Country to propose to a woman of unmatched beauty…)

Florence: "So this is the castle of the East Country. It's really big."

Linkle: "Not as big as mine, though."

Florence: "...You are? I suppose you're living in an extremely big castle."

Linkle: "I'm the second prince of Star Country, Linkle. Fufu. I never knew such a short prince like you does exist."

Florence: "That's right. I'm sure you've never seen such a short and beautiful prince like me, right?"

Shine: "What an overconfident prince."

Florence: "Who are you?"

Shine: "I'm the first prince of Moon Country, Shine."

Florence: "Nice to meet you. I'm Florence from Flower Country."

Sunny: "My name is Sunny. Keep that in mind."

Rose: "...The princes are all weird."

Broto: "I think so too."

Izumi: (Tenma-kun and the others are doing great from the start. They're able to bring out each prince's personalities well.)

***

Izumi: (In order to break the princess' curse, Florence heads to the Moon Country to search for moondrops that can grant your wish.)

Shine: "Are you looking for the moondrops? You'll get there faster if you use the path over there."

Florence: "I see! Thank you. I'm wondering if it's all right for us to take the left path?"

Shine: "You can. I shall go over there--."

Florence: "Wait a minute! I have no idea where to go after that."

Shine: "Turn right at the end of the road…"

Florence: "Then, after that…"

Shine: "You sure are asking in detail, huh. Do you perhaps have no sense in direction?"

Florence: "You are actually right. Thank you for telling me the way."

Broto: "This is my first time hearing such a thing, though."

Rose: "This is making me worried all of sudden."

***

Izumi: (By the time they arrive at the place, the moondrops have already been taken by the Moon Prince. That is when they realize that he purposely made them take a detour to buy him more time.)

(They are now heading to the Sun Country to look for the stone that can grant any wishes…)

Sunny: "See, look at this. They're all the sa--."

Florence: "Whoaaah!?"

Broto: "It's shining so brightly!"

Sunny: "This is--."

Florence: "Is this perhaps the stone of the sun!?"

"I have no doubt about it… It's so dazzling just like me!"

Broto: "I can't believe you're still acting like this even during this time…"

Florence: "On a second thought, I was wrong. It's not as dazzling as my beauty."

Sunny: "Quit it with the whole dazzling thing!"

Izumi: (Florence and the others' next destination is the Star Country. In this country, it's said that there's a sand of the star that can grant your wishes if you sprinkle it to the ground.)

(Florence manages to get his hand on the said item, but Linkle appears after that--.)

Linkle: "Say, can you give me that sand of the star?"

"To tell you the truth, my mother got sick. She won't live much longer. I could help my mother if I have the sand of the star."

Florence: "Your mother!? That's awful! You should give this to your mother immediately, of course."

***

Izumi: (Following a fight with Rose that prompts them to part ways, Florence returns to his home country.)

(There, his parents tell him about the existence of a dream flower that can grant any wish if you drink its nectar--.)

Florence: "It's here! It's here, Broto!"

Broto: "I've never thought that we had such a thing this near. With this, we can break the princess of East Country's--."

Florence: "I wish I could reconcile with Rose--."

Broto: "...Huh?"

Rose: "Are you stupid!?"

Florence: "Rose!?"

Rose: "That's dangerous! What are you doing!? You won't be able to break the curse if you use the dream flower for something like that!”

Florence: "But I wanted to reconcile with Rose no matter what."

***

Izumi: (After reconciling with Rose, Florence is summoned by the king of the East Country.)

(The other princes are not able to break the curse. However, Florence manages to do it by using the power of the dream flower--.)

Florence: "...Huh?"

King of East Country: "Thanks to you, Prince Florence, the curse of my beautiful princess has finally been broken. I'll let you be the princess' husband!"

Florence: "Rose…?"

"Rose is actually the princess?"

Rose: "The witch's curse turned me into a young boy."

Broto: "I see, so that explains everything."

Florence: "You knew it, Broto!?"

Broto: "There aren't any young boys whose names are 'Rose', see?"

Florence: "I totally thought it's such a sparkling name…"

Rose: "A conceited, good-natured and naive person like you will be hopeless if you don't have a clever wife like me."

"I have no choice, then. I'll marry you. You should be grateful."

***

Muku: Thank you for coming today, beautiful princess.

Summer Troupe: Thank you!

Audience Member A: That was interesting~!

Audience Member B: My heart skipped a beat after listening to Muku-kun's curtain calls greetings!

Audience Member C: Mood! I feel like he's gotten cooler than before…!

Izumi: (Compared to the first run, this performance has improved in terms of perfection. It's proof that they all have also improved.)

***

Izumi: Nice work right there, guys! It was really good!

Muku: Nice work. I was nervous, but… I'm glad I could play Florence again after a long time.

Kumon: Same! I had so much fun playing Broto!

Misumi: You were cool, Muku~.

Yuki: I think we wrapped up the show well.

Kazunari: I guess doing an escort was worth it in the end!

Muku: Ehehe…

Tenma: But make sure not to let your guard down. We still have more shows to come.

Muku: Yup!

Kumon: I shall support Prince Florence tomorrow as well!

Muku: Fufu. I'm counting on you, Broto.

[chiaki-translation]

TWILIGHT GUNMAN: Event Translation Ch6-10

TWILIGHT GUNMAN Ch1-5 / / Ch6-10 / / Epilogue

Disclaimer:

A3! is owned by Liber Entertainment

Banri:

Anyway rather than that, I’m really hungry.

Everything looks delicious.

Citron:

Yes!

This meat too, a bit spicy but it’s delicious.

Kazunari:

This dish also super delish!

Banri:

He, where should I start.

Amabi Student A:

Ah, there he is!

Amabi Student B:

Settsu, good work!

Banri:

… Why did you guys come.

Amabi Student B:

It’s fine isn’t it, we don’t usually have the chance to see the people from Settsu’s theatre trope.

Amabi Student A:

Good evening!

We’re Settsu-kun’s classmates~

Director:

Good evening.

Sakuya:

Nice to meet you!

Amabi Student A:

Ah! Aren’t you Miyoshi-senpai from Japanese painting course?

Kazunari:

Eh, you know about me?

Amabi Student B:

You’re popular in Amabi, that’s how we know.

Kazunari:

Seriously!? So hapz~!

Thanks!

Amabi Student B:

Everyone’s usually doing Street Act in Veludo way too right.

Amabi Student A:

But, since we have the chance now, I want to see Banri’s etude!

Amabi Student B:

You’re right!

Banri:

I thought you’re sick of my performance already, you’ve seen a lot in classes right.

Amabi Student A:

I want to see Banri’s performance with people from your theatre troupe you know.

Amabi Student B:

I’m sure it will be different from the one in class!

Banri:

What’s that even. Anyway, I don’t think you can get these guys to agree with that kind of reason--

Tsumugi;

We don’t mind.

Kazunari:

Sounds good, why not!

We should let them see Settzer’s performance!

Citron:

I’ll do my best too!

Sakuya:

Me too, I’ll do my best!

Yuki:

Haa… I guess I have no choice, I’ll join too.

Director:

(Fufu, it seems everyone’s on board.)

Banri:

Geez… I guess I have no choice.

<Short Time Skip>

Frank (Kazunari):

Fyuh. A dance party huh.

Eddy (Banri):

Hee, it’s become pretty lively here.

Bar Mistress (Yuki):

An unfamiliar face. Did you just arrive in this town?

Eddy (Banri):

Yeah. I heard there’re bandits with bounties on their heads in this town.

Frank (Kazunari):

We’re bounty hunting here.

Bartender (Sakuya):

Ah, that’s right. You seem to be confident in your ability.

… But, that bounty might not be so straightforward after all.

Frank (Kazunari):

What do you mean by that?

Eddy (Banri):

… It seems that the rumour that this bar is an information shop was right after all.

Frank (Kazunari):

We’re also carrying a lot of information with us, so can we get that information?

Bar Mistress (Yuki):

… Alright.

Actually, just recently, a skillful sheriff officer came to this town.

Bartender (Sakuya):

In one glance, he seemed sociable, but it’s like he came here just to get some appreciation… He seemed to have some connections with the bandits too.

Eddy (Banri):

I see…

<Shifts to Outskirt>

Frank (Kazunari):

Oi, Eddy, we’ve come so far to the outskirts, what do you mean by this?

Eddy (Banri):

If you’re planning some wrongdoings, rather than doing it in the middle of the day in town, you’ll do it in the outskirts right.

…Hmm? The one sitting over there is…

Native Man (Citron):

Ugh…

Frank (Kazunari):

Are you hurt?

Native Man (Citron):

Don’t touch me!!

Eddy (Banri):

Don’t get mad, we’re just trying to help you.

Native Man (Citron):

--

Immigrants like you guys, why are you helping me…

You guys are supposed to hate us.

Eddy (Banri):

Well. We just arrived in this town I guess, we don’t really understand your supposed to be relationship.

But, we can’t just leave behind a wounded guy.

Native Man (Citron):

…

<Shifts to Town>

Sheriff Officer (Tsumugi):

I’ve never seen your face here before. What are you guys doing here?

Frank (Kazunari):

Ah, Mr Sheriff. We’re not anyone suspicious.

We just arrived in this town recently.

Sheriff Officer (Tsumugi):

Ah, so you’re the bounty hunters I heard about.

You’re still unfamiliar with the town right.

If you would like to, I can show you around.

Eddy (Banri):

Then, we’ll take your offer.

Sheriff Officer (Tsumugi):

Oh excuse me, I think there’s sand in my eyes.

I’ll get it away real quick, you can go ahead.

Frank (Kazunari):

Understand, then…

Sheriff Officer (Tsumugi):

…

!?

This arrow… From where…!?

Native Man (Citron):

Don’t get fooled! That man, he was planning to attack you from the beginning!

Frank (Kazunari):

You’re from earlier…!

Eddy (Banri):

Fu… I thought there’s something suspicious, but to think that you were planning to attack so suddenly.

Frank (Kazunari):

So you’re just going to get rid of the hindrance huh?

I guess you’ve really joined hands with the bandits, right, Mr Sheriff.

Sheriff Officer (Tsumugi):

Tch…!

Eddy (Banri):

Thanks for helping us.

Native Man (Citron):

I didn’t help you. I’m just returning the favour.

Eddy (Banri):

You can’t run away, Sheriff.

How about this, fight me fair and square.

<Short Time Skip>

Frank (Kazunari):

Stand with your back facing each other, on the count of three, turn around and attack.

It’s a competition of speed, how is it.

Eddy (Banri):

Yeah, I’m good with it.

Sheriff Officer (Tsumugi):

Hmm…

Bar Mistress (Yuki):

…

Bartender (Sakuya):

Are you ready.

Eddy (Banri):

1…

Sheriff Officer (Tsumugi):

2--ch!!

Frank (Kazunari):

That guy, on the second count--!?

Sheriff Officer (Tsumugi):

Arrgghhh!!

Da, damn it… Why…!

Bartender (Sakuya):

Eddy-san… Such speed…!

Bar Mistress (Yuki):

Amazing…

Frank (Kazunari):

It’s your loss, Sheriff.

Eddy (Banri):

I didn’t say it earlier.

But there’s no way I’ll lose in the competition of speed.

<End of Chapter 6>

Extra A:

That was interesting…!

Extra B:

Eddy’s really cool!

Director:

Wah, by the time we realized the people’s already all around us…!

Amabi Student A:

Amazing~….

Amabi Student B:

I got so into it before I know it…

Amabi Student A:

I thought Banri’s sense of performance was always excellent in normal classes, but the performance with the theatre troupe really gives off a different impression.

Amabi Student B:

I get it. Also, he seems to enjoy himself more than usual.

Banri:

What’s that.

I’m the same as usual right.

Citron:

Banri, you don’t need to be shy~!

Banri:

Who is! I’m not shy.

Director:

Ahaha!

Amabi Student A:

Miyoshi-senpai too, you have a very different image from your usual self!

Frank’s such a good and cool character!

Kazunari:

Really!? Thankz~!

Extra C:

The bar mistress too, she feels peculiar, it’s cute~!

Extra A:

Mr. Sheriff’s performance too, it looks so real!

Extra D:

I’m on Mr. Bartender’s group!

Yuki:

Thank you.

Tsumugi:

Thank you so much.

Sakuya:

Thank you so much!

Extra E:

No no, no matter what you say, it should be Citron-san right.

His impact is outstanding!

Extra F:

The serious scene inside the performance, it was so cool!

There’s a gap between your usual bright feeling and it’s so interesting~!

Citron:

So you’ve become active to my appeal!?

Banri:

You mean captive right.

Citron:

That’s it!

Amabi Student A:

Hey hey, Banri!

I want to come and watch your troupe’s performance next time, so get some ticket for us!

Banri:

Well, if I feel like it.

Director:

Thank you so much, please come if you have the chance~

Amabi Student B:

I’ll definitely come! I’m really looking forward to it~

<Shifts to Outdoor>

Citron:

Fwah~ I’m full~!

Sakuya:

The food was very delicious, the dinner was so much fun too!

Kazunari:

We talked a lot with the other extras too, it was super fun~!

Yuki:

Communication Guy and Citron were too high spirited.

Sakuya:

I’ve heard talks about the performance too, it has become another good learning point.

I’m going to look forward to tomorrow’s shooting too!

Citron:

When we’re back in the hotel, what are you guys going to do?

I want to play cards with everyone!

Kazunari:

Sounds good!

Yukki, let’s do it too!?

Yuki:

There’s no other choice, I guess I’ll join too.

I’ll say it first, I’m doing it so I won’t lose.

Tsumugi:

Fufu, everyone seems to be having fun.

Director:

You’re right.

Banri:

… Director-chan, Tsumugi-san.

Director:

? What is it, Banri-kun.

Banri:

… I have something to talk to you.

<Shifts to Hotel>

Kazunari:

Alright, maybe I’ll go to the convenience store to buy some stuffs~

Banri:

…

Kazunari:

Eh? Settzer?

<End of Chapter 7>

Banri:

Oh, Kazunari.

Kazunari:

Setzzer too, are you going out somewhere?

Perhaps to the convenience store?

Banri:

Nah, I was just talking to Director-chan and Tsumugi-san.

Kazunari:

…

Actually… Settzer, anything worrying you?

Previously too, when I bumped into you in the dorm, you seemed to be having a consultation with Frooch-san…

Even now, you were talking about that with Tsumutsumu and the others right?

I might not be that reliable, but…

I’m still more or less your senpai in university.

That’s why I think if Settzer is worried about something, I’ll be more than glad to be your strength.

Banri:

Kazunari…

Kazunari:

I mean! You might have issues with the course or something…

Banri:

…Pfft.

Kazunari:

Eh!? Are you supposed to laugh now!?

Banri:

No… My bad. I didn’t know that you think of it like that.

By the way, the thing that I talked about with Sakyo-san and Tsumugi-san was not about the course, it’s not that big of a talk.

Kazunari:

Really…?

Banri:

Anyway, let’s change place.

You were going to the convenience store right.

<Shifts to Outdoor>

Banri:

…Actually, I got an audition for the supporting role in the movie this time.

Kazunari:

An audition for the supporting role?

Banri:

There was a day when I went to the university with Kazunari right?

On that day--

<Recall>

Amabi Student A:

…Ah, anyway, have you heard?

Banri:

Hah? What is it.

Amabi Student A:

There’s going to be a change in the production work in Amabi, that Western movie.

The supporting role’s actor has dropped out for various reasons I heard.

It seems that they are going to choose students from our university’s theatrical and dance department for the audition to fill the opening.

Banri:

Ha? So that kind of thing actually happened.

But the shooting’s starting soon right?

Even with the audition, there won’t be enough time isn’t it.

Amabi Student A:

About that, they’re going to hold the supporting role audition after you reach the actual location!

Banri:

What’s that, that’s so absurd…

Amabi Student A:

That’s why, they make the arrangement to convenience the students, isn’t it a good thing.

It seems that there’s no other restriction to the application other than that you’re a student from theatrical and dance department, it’s just a supporting role, but it seems that you might be able to get roles with actual dialogues.

Banri:

I see.

Amabi Student A:

This kind of chance won’t come again, maybe I should try taking it too.

Banri:

…

<Back to Present>

Banri:

It’s not like I want to appear in the movie or anything—

Other than my own experience in the performance, I was just thinking that it might be a good experience to learn about movie performance too.

Since I got the chance and I’m majoring in theatrical and dance department in the university anyway.

Then, I was just consulting Sakyo-san who had the Onmyouji performance taken for the screen before.

At that timing, then I bumped into you.

<Recall>

Sakyo:

It’s rare to be called by you.

So, what is it about?

Banri:

…About the performance for the screen, I want you to tell me about it.

<End of Chapter 8>

Banri:

After that, I got Sakyo-san to teach me how to present yourself for an on-screen performance.

He lent me a related book, for things like where to position yourself in front of the camera and stuffs.

I’ve also heard a lot from his own experience from the Onmyouji performance.

On today’s shooting, I went away in the middle of it to take the supporting role audition.

Kazunari:

I see…

Banri:

As I thought, standing in front of a real camera feels so different.

It passed by in an instant, and during the monitor check, I thought I wasn’t able to deliver the performance that I wanted to.

That’s why, before tomorrow’s shooting, I want to make sure that I can deliver a satisfying performance for the said audition.

I was trying to get advice from Tsumugi-san and Director-chan who have a lot of acting experiences.

For this matter to surface, and the consultation too, it’s not like it’s a gala you know.

That’s why, it’s not because Kazunari’s not reliable or anything, it’s not the reason at all.

Kazunari:

Yeah…!

Me too, somehow, as your senpai, sorry!

But anyway, an audition huh.

As expected Settzer is amazing~…

If Settzer managed to get the role and appear in the movie, I’m going to be proud too!

Banri:

What’s that.

Kazunari:

…Tomorrow’s audition, do your best.

It’s not only me, Frooch-san too, Tsumutsumu and Director-chan too, we’ll definitely support you from the bottom of our heart!

Banri:

…Thank you.

<Shifts to Hotel Room>

Kazunari:

…

Tsumugi:

Kazu-kun? What happened?

Kazunari:

Eh?

Tsumugi:

You were spacing out just now.

Kazunari:

Somehow… I was just thinking that Setzzer’s amazing…

Tsumugi:

Ah, Kazu-kun, so you’ve heard the story too.

Kazunari:

Settzer, I wonder if he’s going to become a famous person after appearing in a movie~…

Tsumugi:

Eh?

Kazunari:

I mean, Settzer’s giving a great effort on this, I’m pretty happy, I’m proud, and I’ll really support him…!

But, it seems like he’s going to go somewhere far away, and it’s lonely~…

Tsumugi:

Ahaha.

How is it… I don’t think you need to worry about that.

<Time Skip, Shifts to Outdoor>

Staff:

Alright, thank you so much.

Amabi Student C:

Thank you so much!

Staff:

…Alright, next person, please.

Banri:

--

<End of Chapter 9>

Waiter:

Sorry for the wait, here’s your drinks!

Citron:

Who ordered Ginger Ale~?

Kazunari:

Ah, me me!

Director:

Everyone’s drinks are here right?

Then, cheers!

Everyone:

Cheers~!

Banri:

Why do we have to stay in this costume for celebration .

Tsumugi:

But it looks like a party in Western setting now, it’s going to be fun.

Kazunari:

That! It’s going to be super lit~!

Citron:

Bring it up!

Sakuya:

Anyway, things like Banri-kun getting an audition for a supporting role is…

Yuki:

That’s why you were so busy sneaking around.

Tsumugi:

Furthermore, it’s amazing that you actually managed to work hard and secure that supporting role.

Kazunari:

Really, as expected of Settzer.

Banri:

Well, I was able to stand as an actor because I received a lot of advices from everyone.

Kazunari:

This way you might end up becoming a movie actor~!

Just kidding--

Banri:

…

Kazunari:

Eh.. Maybe, it’s actually true…?

Banri:

Nah, that’s not the case.

Just that, during the audition this afternoon--

<Recalls Audition>

Movie Director:

…Cut!

Banri:

…Fuh.

Movie Director:

Good work. Thanks to you, we managed to fill the hole.

Banri:

It’s nothing… Me too, thank you so much.

Movie Director:

But, you have a really good sense.

You’re a student from Amabi, but you don’t seem to be an amateur performer at all.

Banri:

More or less, I belong to a theatre troupe.

Movie Director:

I see, so that’s the case.

Hmm…

You, are you interested in doing movies?

Banri:

Eh?

Move Director:

I think you can properly join a production office and learn more about movie performance, then you can gather more experiences.

By doing so, I would be able to get you to make an appearance in the next movie that I’ll be directing.

Banri:

…

<Back to Present>

Banri:

…Then, I rejected that offer.

Kazunari:

Eh! Really!?

Banri:

The movie performance was a good experience.

And I’m glad that I did that, but—

As I thought, I really enjoy the time when I do performance with everyone from the troupe.

<Recalls Audition>

Banri:

I would like to try again if there’s another chance.

But, I haven’t gotten enough of performing on top of the stage, in the troupe that I’m in now, I’m sure that there’re still a lot of things to learn…

I’ve got comrades that always encouraged me to do my best, I think that I still want to learn and compete with those guys.

<Back to Present>

Banri:

Even if I said that, I’ll follow my own path one day, I think there might be a time when I will genuinely think about it again.

--That’s why, at that time do give me some of your advices, okay?

Senpai.

Kazunari:

--

…Leave it to me.

Banri:

Ha?

Kazunari:

Banri-kun, to embrace everyone’s feelings from the troupe like that… I can’t help but to feel moved by your words.

Uh…

Banri:

No, why that way of speaking suddenly…

Eh, isn’t you condition weird somehow?

Kazunari:

There’s no such thing, Banri-kun.

Banri:

No no, it’s obviously weird.

Sakuya:

Banri-kun, what happened?

Banri:

There’s something weird with Kazunari.

Kazunari:

You shouldn’t say that, Banri-kun.

There’s nothing weird.

Citron:

Oh!

This Kazu… It seems that he’s drunk!!

Director:

Eh? But he shouldn’t have drunk any sake…

Tsumugi:

Wait a minute.

…This, it’s not Ginger Ale, it seems to be Highball.

Director:

Eh!?

Banri:

An order miss huh.

Tsumugi:

When Kazu-kun’s drunk, his speech’s back to formal, he’s still the same as ever…

Sakuya:

Somehow he really has a different atmosphere from the usual Kazunari-san.

Yuki:

Haa… Banri, I’ll leave Kazunari to you.

Banri:

Geez… I guess I have no choice.

<End of Chapter 10>

Translator’s Note: Highball is a kind of Cocktail. The alcohol content is actually pretty low? Like around 5-10%. Conclusion is, Kazu’s pretty weak with alcohol~

[bruh-haikyuu]

Yohoo~! Can i request a scenario where s/o is akaashi’s long time crush and v popular in their school, always smiling to people left and right but she’s suicidal and depressed when no one’s around and akaashi discover it one day? I hope you understand what im saying haha, thank you~!

A/N: I hope you enjoy anon! For anyone who feels this way, it’s always better to talk it out rather than bottle it in, I learned this the hard way :’) // I’ve made the reader female, if that’s alright with you!

P.S: next request is a sequel everyone’s been waiting for ;)) can you guess?

tacenda. | akāshi keiji

word count: 1804

warnings: depressive and suicidal themes!

(n.) things better left unsaid; matters to be passed over in silence

16 years old and Akaashi had never seen you cry. Not even once.

He recalled it from the moment he’d known you. From the lengthy days in grade school up until the wee hours in high school. Not a single tear had left the premises of your face.

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When the both of you were in first grade, he had watched you stumble and roll onto the coarse surface of a gravel road. Your knee had gotten helplessly scratched, the injury pulsing with deep, crimson liquid. At the sight of the open wound, your friends had cried and cried, whining about how the indomitable L/N Y/N had been overpowered by a simple road.

Akaashi had watched you from afar that day, the cacophonous cries of your volatile friends pulling his attention away from the family of stag beetles nesting in a tree.

Girls will cry at just about everything, he had thought, the shrillness of your friends’ lament boring into his head. I think Y/N’s going to cry too. I should probably go look for Kaneko-sensei—

“Hey, hey. I’m fine, see? You guys are such crybabies, Rui, Akarin.”

Akaashi’s face had whitened like a blank sheet, unable to correctly register the tone of your voice. Even your friends had stopped crying at your lukewarm reaction.

Your knee had been oozing out blood like a spilled bottle of ketchup, yet there you were, completely impervious to the obvious pain that your wound displayed, laughing and smiling like you always did.

It was from that day that Akaashi realized you were much harder to crack than you seemed to be.

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Ten years into the present, Akaashi Keiji still hasn’t had you solved.

Ten years into the present, you were still the well-liked, striking L/N Y/N he had known since he was six. In fact, you were even somewhat more dazzling each day. It didn’t dismiss the thought that you were an indomitable puzzle he was raring to decipher.

“If you ask me, L/N-senpai’s way cooler than any of the boys. Yesterday, she saved me from a speeding car on the way to school!”

“That’s so lucky, Mayumi-chan! Oh man, I would do anything to trade places with you.”

“When she spoke to me, I felt my insides tingle and everything… is that what it’s like to be in the presence of a deity?”

Lunch time was the only tolerating hour for Akaashi to eavesdrop on any of the school’s ongoing sensations without having to be called out for it. Like any other day, one of today’s hot topics was you.

Ears growing bigger by the second, he caught bits and pieces of the astonished first-year girls’ conversation. As they walked off into a corner, he managed to hear something along the lines of ‘beautiful’, ‘goddess’ and ‘confess’—but even that wasn’t new to his ears.

Yes, you were charming, kind-hearted and an absolute delight to be around but that didn’t even bring him closer to the truth behind your impossible perfection. His acquaintance with you from childhood didn’t do him any favors either, which was a downright pain-in-the-ass.

After all, Akaashi figured, if he was finally going to officially proclaim his feelings to you, he’d have to have at least a tiny grain of yours.

“Hey, Akaashi. You’re awfully quiet today. You good, man?” the captain of the volleyball club poked at him, stuffing his face with his second loaf of yakisoba-pan.

Sighing, Akaashi recollected his composure. “I’m alright, Bokuto-san… and please don’t eat while talking, you’ll choke yourself if you do.”

Bokuto said something, mouth full of yakisoba, bread and variants of sauce, but it all fell deaf on Akaashi’s ears because he had already picked up another conversation about you…

“Man, L/N’s trying out for a student council position again this year, right? That girl’s got a mad stamina when it comes to volunteer work.”

“Yeah…”

The conversation seemed to stray into the usual topics, but there was a malicious undertone that kept Akaashi’s ears on guard.

“…But don’t you think she’s just a desperate try-hard? Sometimes, she seems kind of shallow to me…”

‘Shallow’. That was definitely new. It was new, but it was irrefutably wrong.

Akaashi felt acid rising to his head. His teeth bit into his bottom lip, hard enough to possibly draw blood. He wanted to get up. He wanted to get up and beat the crap out of that guy.

But sitting in the spectator’s seat like always, Akaashi could only frown and watch. You were the star of the show and he was your closet fanatic—his abilities limited to throwing you congratulatory roses at every occasion. He would kill to share that spotlight with you.

The cafeteria began to clear up and Akaashi recollected his thoughts before returning to class. Class 2-6 had Modern Literature for last period—Akaashi wondered if his day could get any worse.

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Practice ran late again with Bokuto’s persistent pleas for him to set for his ‘new’ variant of a cross spike.

Bokuto-san just wanted to do a cross spike while shouting ‘Hadouken’. Akaashi thought. What’s the difference from his usual spikes? I don’t get it…

Akaashi felt a wrinkle settling on his forehead as he double locked the clubroom for good measure. The captain’s insistence had prevented him from submitting the form for a school bus reservation—in fact, it had been Bokuto’s job in the first place. Akaashi couldn’t blame him though; Bokuto’s image didn’t exactly line up very well with paperwork and the Student Council (unless, of course, if it involved trumpeting about himself in front of its female members).

To his relief, the Student Council office was always open until 8:30 pm. It was now 8:15 pm. It would take him only a couple of minutes to drop off their form in the inbox bin. Then, Akaashi could finally sink himself in the warm clutches of his bathtub, surrounded by steam and the maybe that aromatic bath oil his aunt gifted him from Okinawa…

However, upon noticing the light streaming out of the rectangular, translucent window of the office accompanied with a faint sniffle from within, Akaashi felt his blood run cold.

It’s only 8 pm. It’s impossible. Ghosts don’t roam around student council offices, right…? I hardly think they’d come to this high school either… Oh no. How did that prayer Grandmother taught me go again?

Swallowing sharply, Akaashi’s fingers took the shape of the door handle and he pushed, eye screwed tight against whatever was going to greet him. “S-sorry for the i-intrusion.”

“Akaashi-kun?”

Akaashi let out a guttural noise inside his throat, teeth pinned to a grimace. Pupils adjusting to your slouched figure, he sighed, relieved that you weren’t any form of a Yuki Onna. However, your eyes were bloodshot, hair sticking up in various places. Any traces of your “perfect” appearance had been washed away with the tears that scarred your cheeks.

Looking at you in this state shattered Akaashi.

“I’m sorry.”

Meeting your darkened gaze, Akaashi murmured, “What?”

“I’m a selfish person for saying this, but I don’t want any of it anymore.”

Akaashi didn’t know how he didn’t notice the glint of a silver blade encircled by your fist until you pointed its tip at the upside of your wrist. He didn’t even think by then. He didn’t even think about the reservation form he dropped on the floor. He didn’t even count the steps he took to bound over the meeting table. He didn’t even think about how roughly he yanked your wrist away, knocking the cutter into a dark corner of the room.

He didn’t even think when he shouted, “Don’t!”

You furrowed your brows, palms clenching in resistance to his iron grip. “Are you stupid?!”

Akaashi’s hold on your arms slackened at your words, but he knew better than to let you go.

“I can’t take it anymore. It’s all too much!” more tears clump at your eyes, threatening to spill on Akaashi’s uniform slacks. “I tried! I tried to make everyone happy, but all they did was hurt me. It’s all my fault I’m like this. Please let me go, Akaashi-san…”

Your voice grew soft as your cries receded into gentle hiccups swaying in the windless room.

“Please let me end this…”

Akaashi felt the same acid from this afternoon bubble in his throat again, but this time he made sure it spewed. “Are you stupid, L/N-san? You can’t make others’ happy unless you’re happy yourself. Everyone knows that, you idiot!”

Akaashi felt his insides crumble as soon as his head registered the fact that he had called you, the most popular second-year at Fukuroudani, an idiot. But at least his words had stunned you so deeply you fell silent.

“Do things that make you happy, L/N-san,” he spilled, filter for words dissolved into nothingness. “It’s okay to take breaks and say no. Talk it out with someone you’re comfortable with. I’m even more positive that your friends will be happier if you were honest with them about your feelings. But doing things like…”

Akaashi’s attention caught the teasing shine of the cutter next to a potted plant.

“…this, would just make them miserable, won’t it? You may not see it, but everyone admires you. I admire you too. I would give anything to be like you. Kind, patient and all the more charming… You may not see it, but a lot of people are already happy just with your existence. That was you, L/N-san. You made them happy.”

Your gaze turned to that of a defeated puppy. A stray tear rolling down your cheek, you slid your arms down to take Akaashi’s hands in yours. In the midst of all the tension, his hands really felt like a warm bowl of miso soup. You really wanted to drink it all up to a finish.

“I’m really sorry for all the trouble I caused you, Akaashi-san.”

“It’s alright. Sorry for calling you an ‘idiot’,” saying more things than necessary really tired him out, but his energy really knew no bounds when it came to you.

“I-I’m really sorry, ‘Kaashi-san…’M really s-sorry…”

The hiccups returned and the dam to the waterworks burst at the linger of your voice. Despite all your trembling, Akaashi made it a point to hold you like he was never going to let go. If he had known from long ago, he’d tell you every day that he loved you, regardless if the feeling was mutual or not.

But he didn’t say a word for the length of the evening that he held you. His embrace seemed loud as it already was.

Akaashi Keji was 16 years old when he first saw you cry. And he was only 16 years old when he promised he was never going to let you feel that way ever again.

[hirayaea]

ikesen fic - here comes spring

Summary: An anthology of Mai living her best shoujo life.

—ieyasu/mc —yukimura/mc —told in shoujo manga tropes —warning: first guy wins.

[AO3]

trope 1: everyone is aware of their feelings, except, well, them

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sometime during second year

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"Are you free this Saturday?" 

From his corner by the shoe lockers, Ieyasu could hear Masamune ask some poor girl about her schedule. He didn't particularly care who he dated, but if it caused him to be late for student council meetings again, Hideyoshi was going to have a fit. 

All of that was none of his business, of course. Ieyasu continued to change to his outside shoes.

That is, until he heard her voice.

"I've got club activities in the morning, but I'm pretty free after that." 

Ieyasu grumbled under his breath. Masamune flirting with other girls was one thing, but having Misuzaki Mai fall under his clutches was something he couldn't allow. Mai worked under his committee in the student council, the Health Committee, and there was no way any of his members were slacking off to go on dates with Masamune of all people.

At least, this is the reason Ieyasu told himself when he found himself stalking over to where Masamune and Mai stood.

"We have a committee meeting on Saturday," he said unceremoniously, not even bothering with pleasantries. 

Mai had the decency to looked ashamed. "You're right! I completely forgot!" She bowed towards Masamune. "I'm so sorry, Masamune-senpai! It seems I can't go with you to the poetry event after all."

Masamune didn't even look the least bit bothered; he spared a grin Ieyasu's way before shrugging. "Well, there's always next time. Or you could ditch Ieyasu's meeting and come with instea—"

"Mai, weren't we going to inventory the remaining medicines in the clinic today?" 

Ieyasu spoke over Masamune so quickly that Mai almost didn't hear him.

Her eyebrows shot up in confusion. “We were?" 

“You were the one who brought up the issue of expired medicines...”

“Yes, but that was my agenda for Saturday.” 

Ieyasu scoffed. “It’s a pressing issue. We should act on it quickly. If we wait ‘til then you’ll have numerous things to bring up on Saturday and it’ll take too long to listen to them all.” 

Mai seemed to be considering. “Well, I do have time today...”

Masamune seemed to be holding back a laugh. He placed his hand on Ieyasu's shoulder and nodded. Without any context, he said, "I see. So that's how it is."

Ieyasu scowled. "That's how what is?"

"Oh, nothing," and without any warning, Masamune suddenly brought his face closer to Mai's and winked. "You better go help Yasu, Mai-chan. He can be very impatient about things."

Mai turned a nice shade of red. She was about to back away, but Ieyasu quickly pulled her towards himself.

"Stop harassing my committee members," the blonde grumbled. He didn't let go of Mai's hand and hoped profusely that Masamune wouldn't say anything about it. Slowly, he pulled her towards the school corridor, presumably heading towards the health clinic. "Let's go, Misuzaki."

Mai was flushed until her ears. Her mouth was open, as if she wanted to say something; Ieyasu could hear her stutter—which he found odd, as she was usually very articulate and confident, but something was distracting her. 

"Tokugawa-san," she began, "My hand..."

Ieyasu looked like he got shot by lightning. He abruptly let go.

"Don't read into that," he started, and already regretted the words as he said them. He turned towards Mai and saw her face change from embarrassed to... sad? Why in the world would she make that face?

Still, it didn't make him stop.

"You're so clumsy I thought you would forget where the health office is, so I had to lead you there." 

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Masamune watched the scene, thinking that this would be a good moment for them to act cutely awkward with each other. Maybe Ieyasu would finally show an adorable side, after all. 

But of course, Ieyasu was Ieyasu, so instead he scoffed and said something dumb like "Don't read into that." 

Mai looked deflated. "Of course," she mumbled, withdrawing her hand and closing it tight. The flush on her face receded. "Thank you." 

Masamune wanted to hit Ieyasu on the head. The boy is hopeless.

"Oy, Yasu," he called out. Might was well distract the two so Mai could compose herself. "Do you know you're still wearing your outside shoes? Better change before Hideyoshi catches you!"

Ieyasu's momentary look of panic was priceless.

"How troublesome," he muttered, but proceeded to take off his sneakers. "You go ahead to the clinic, Misuzaki. I'll meet you there."

Mai, who, Masamune noticed, had her composure back, smiled brightly at him. "Sure! See you!"

As she was running off, Masamune looked at Ieyasu. His face was red as a tomato, and he pinched his nose in irritation. 

Masamune smirked. "Finally regretting your words, huh?" 

Ieyasu kept his head down.

"Shut up."

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Sasuke saw Mai running towards the clinic. Her face looked impassively neutral, and that's how he knew something was wrong.

He opened the door of the clinic and saw her beginning to re-arrange the boxes in the cabinets. Her face was still a blank page, and she didn't even notice him come in.

"Mai?" 

She startled. "Sasuke-kun!" It was only then she gave him a small smile. "What brings you here?"

"I was wondering if you needed help." 

"Well, I was just going to look for expired medicines and store them. We might send them back to the pharmacy for proper disposal."

Sasuke adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose. "I see. Is this health committee work?"

Mai nodded. "This was supposed to be my agenda for Saturday's meeting, but..." 

Whatever her reasons were for moving up the agenda, Sasuke did not hear. As Mai trailed off, the door to the clinic opened again, revealing a beaten up soccer player with a few scrapes on his face and legs.

Mai bristled. "Yukimura!" 

The said boy flinched. "Geez, you don't have to be so loud," he mumbled, but didn't argue when Mai ran over to him to check his wounds. "Woah there, slow down, boar woman. I don't need new injuries."

If looks could add to injury, Yukimura would definitely be knocked out cold by now. Mai rolled her eyes and dragged him to a seat. "What on earth happened to you?" 

Yukimura shrugged. "Sports accident. It happens all the time."

Mai put her hands on her hips. "You're telling me you got all of this cause of a soccer ball?"

"Not because of the ball per se, dummy. I fell while trying to protect the ball from Uesugi."

Sasuke heard Mai 'tsk' before she started moving around the room, gathering materials to patch the scrapes. When she set them all on the table, she took a forceps and clipped cotton on it before moving closer to Yukimura's face. 

Sasuke did not miss the moment when Yukimura flushed red at Mai's closeness. 

"What the— that stings!" 

"Hold still, you baby," Mai chided, meticulously patting the wounds with disinfectant. "If we don't clean this now, you'll have a huge abscess on your face, and it will rot your teeth."

The soccer player flinched. "That can't be true." He glanced at Sasuke for help. "Sasuke, tell me it's not true."

Sasuke shrugged. "I'm not health committee."

Yukimura looked like he was going to protest in panic, but his words were cut off by the sound of the door opening again. 

Ieyasu stood at the entrance, taking in the scene before him. Sasuke couldn't read him, but he could tell his expression was more stoic than usual. For a moment, however, some emotion flickered on his face when he glanced at Mai, but he couldn't be certain if it was just a play of the afternoon light. 

"I thought you were sorting out the medicines," the blonde said, walking towards them with a sharpness Sasuke could not fathom. It was like finding a sharp knife after it was ground against a whetstone. 

Mai, for the most part, seemed oblivious. "I'll just finish tending to my dummy of a patient," she said, half-smiling. "Yuki here got into a soccer accident."

This was usually Yukimura's cue to quip back, but surprisingly, the boy was just glaring at Ieyasu. 

"Why are you even here?" 

Ieyasu scoffed. "I'm head of the health committee."

"Didn't I see you heading out a while ago?"

"Didn't I see you get hopelessly crushed by a cage of soccer balls?"

Mai gasped. "So it was because of soccer balls?!"

Yukimura sputtered. "T-that's not the point!" 

Ieyasu sighed, and with the grace of someone used to handling medical instruments, took the forceps from Mai and sat on the chair next to Yukimura.

"Misuzaki, continue fixing the medicines. I'll take care of this idiot here." He then proceeded to put more disinfectant on the cotton, and without a word of warning, began to clean Yukimura's face.

This, of course, was faced with a lot of resistance by the other boy. "I don't want to be treated by you!"

"Stay put. If we don't clean this now, you'll have a huge abscess on your face, and it will rot your teeth." 

"So that was true?!" 

Sasuke watched the entire exchange with amusement. When Mai began to move back to sort out the expired medicines, he saw her glance at Ieyasu with uncertainty.

When she looked away, Ieyasu glanced back. The small moment of distraction caused him to poke Yukimura's nose. 

"Oy, watch it!"

"It's because you're an idiot." 

But after a while, Ieyasu glanced at Mai again.

Sasuke pushed up his glasses.

Interesting.

。

。

。

While walking home, Yukimura fiddled with his bandages. He hated to say it, but Tokugawa was very meticulous when it came to wound cleaning. He'd be surprised if he grew an abscess or if his teeth started to rot after all that fuss.

Sasuke seemed to be in deep thought next to him, which was standard fare, so he did what he would usually do: talk about the first thing that came to his mind.

"Tokugawa's awfully overprotective of Mai, isn't he?" 

This seemed to catch Sasuke's attention.

"Why would you think that?" He asked, doing that habit of his where he adjusted his glasses to look smart. 

Yukimura put his bag over his shoulder and shrugged. "I don't know. He always seems to show up where she is." Looking up, he realized some things didn't make sense, however. "But he’s stiff around her. It's like he's pretending he doesn't have a soft spot for her, sometimes. But it kinda shows."

Sasuke nodded. "This analysis is unprecedented for someone like you."

"...Why do I feel like you just insulted me?"

The question was ignored. "It figures you would understand his feelings. Tokugawa-san is, after all, a tsundere, much like you, Yukimura."

Yukimura frowned. "I already told you, I don't understand pop culture references."

Sasuke once again let the comment pass by. Instead he asked, "Why do you think he's that way to Mai?" 

Surprisingly, Yukimura found he didn't need to think about it a lot. Casually, while fiddling again with the bandages on his face, he concluded, "He probably likes her."

He and Sasuke walked in silence for a while after that statement. 

Then, Yukimura stopped. His face contorted into a look of discomfort. Somehow, something coiled within him, a heat he could not name. "Y'know, it feels uncomfortable to know that."

Sasuke did a small nod. 

"As expected, your perceptiveness does not extend to yourself."

He then walked ahead, leaving Yukimura standing alone, as confused as ever.

"Oy! What's that supposed to mean?!"

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つづく

[/trope 1]

[crackimagines]

Old Wounds (FE: Three Houses Full Fic)

All AU’s involved listed here!

School-Live! Paralogue

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Garreg Mach is notified of new arrivals just outside of its borders. House Isekai and the others are sent to investigate. Megumi realizes that the new arrivals are people that she is familiar with. 

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Prologue - Memories

KNOCK KNOCK!

This dream...

(???) “Let me go!”

(??? 2) Yuki-chan, stop it!”

(???) “Megu-nee’s still outside! We have to hurry!”

(??? 3) “It’s too late!”

KNOCK KNOCK!

Why...Why am I experiencing this again?

KNOCK KNOCK!

Everyone...

...

KNOCK KNOCK!

...

[Yasashii Megu-nee Arigatou - School-Live!]

Knock knock!

Opening her eyes, Megumi heard the sound of soft knocking.

Blinking as the sunlight softly filled the room, she realized that she was in Garreg Mach.

(Sara’s voice) “Hey, you up yet?”

...She was still in Garreg Mach. Not back in the school with her students.

This was her reality.

Moving her blanket, she reached for her head as she slowly got up.

Slowly Megumi headed for the door and opened it.

Sara, Towa, and Byleth were standing outside.

(Sara) “Morning, sleepyhead!”

(Towa) “Sorry, did we wake you?”

(Byleth) “...Megumi?”

(Megumi) “Hm? Oh, I’m fine.”

(Sara) “Hey, are you crying?”

Megumi felt her face and realized that tears were coming down.

(Megumi) “Ah, my apologies. I was having a bad dream I think. I’ll be fine.”

(Sara) “I see...Well, take your time in easing up then. We just wanted to make sure you were awake, classes are starting soon in about an hour and a half so make sure you’re ready.”

Sara patted Megumi’s shoulder softly and walked away. Towa bowed and followed Sara. Byleth stayed.

(Byleth) “If you don’t mind me asking, what was it about?”

(Megumi) “...You’re not doing anything are you?”

...

(Byleth) “So, your death is how you got here then. I remember you were covered in blood and some infection when me, Kazuma, Aqua and Alois found you.”

(Megumi) “I believe so. It’s...strange, to say the least.”

(Byleth) “How many people know about this?”

(Megumi) “Well...Kazuma and his group, Akira’s, Sara, and now you... Everyone else was teleported here, and they were all clearly alive beforehand. Why am I special? My students deserve to be here, not me-”

(Byleth) “Hey. Don’t say that. You’re one of us, Megumi. We’ll make sure you’re safe and sound so you can return to your students.”

(Megumi) “...Thank you, Byleth.”

(Byleth) “What are your students like?”

(Megumi) “Hah they’re mostly a bit calmer than yours and House Isekai’s. Oh, here!”

Megumi pulled out a photo that in her desk.

(Megumi) “The student to my left is Kurumi. Kurumi is overall an energetic, feisty, and cheerful girl. Chie reminds me a lot of her, actually! And to my right is Yuki. Yuki is a bit naive, but she is so easily excited! Despite that, she might be the most understanding of the group.”

(Byleth) “You mentioned one more student. Is she the one who took the photo?”

(Megumi) “That would be Yuuri. She is the most patient and caring of us. The two see her as a second mother.”

(Byleth) “Sounds like you have quite the group of misfits!”

(Megumi) “Hah, it doesn’t compare to the group we have!”

Megumi’s smile slowly started to fade.

(Megumi) “...I wonder how they’re doing without me.”

Byleth looked concerned for a moment at Megumi.

(Megumi) “Sorry. I didn’t mean to bring the mood down.”

(Byleth) “I’d be surprised if you didn’t get sad at this, Megumi. Don’t worry about it.”

Megumi nodded and looked at her watch.

(Megumi) “Oh, I should probably get ready. Thank you for the talk, Byleth.”

(Byleth) “Sure thing.”

Byleth left the room and Megumi finally started to change from her sleeping clothes.

(Megumi) “Almost done...Ribbon, ribbon...ah!”

(Megumi) “Okay, time to start the day!”

Chapter 1 - Interruption

[Clear Sky - School-Live!]

Megumi sighed as the class descended into chaos. Doomguy crossed his arms and laid against a pillar.

This was going to take a while.

(Aqua) “WHAT?! HOW DID I FAIL?!”

(Emma) “P-Please settle down!”

(Ryuji) “Yeah, won’t lie, this was pretty damn hard!”

(Makoto) “Only because you didn’t study...”

(Chie) “So, I studied and still failed...”

(Junpei) “Same here! Jeez, what kinda war fanatics does this academy take us for?!”

(Elliot) “I mean, it IS a military academy...”

(Aqua) “BAH IT’S NO FAIR! You guys came from a world where fighting is second nature!”

(Darkness) “So do we.”

(Megumi) “Sara, p-please say something!”

(Sara) “Hey, if you fail, you fail! Not like it affects us any!”

Doomguy facepalmed and audibly sighed through his helmet.

(Ryuji) “Oh yeah, that’s right! We ain’t even part of this world! SWEET!”

(Junpei) “Kinda funny how I forgot about that, actually.”

(Yukari) “Are you stupid?”

(Yosuke) “I’d reprimand you guys buuuut, you got a good point! Hell yeah, no more studying for a while!”

(Minako) “Well, today’s going great.”

(Rean) “I feel like that’d make you worse once you do go back, right?”

(Machias) “Can we just get on with the class, Instructor?!”

(Fie) “Frankly, I’d be okay without studying history here.”

(Megumin) “Yeah, all I wanna do is cast some wicked explosions!”

(Naoto) “This is a disaster...”

(Megumi) “P-Please settle down everyone!”

Morgana popped his head out of Akira’s bag.

(Morgana) “Ugh, I can’t take all this yelling! I’m going outside.”

Morgana hopped and walked out of the class.

He sat outside and saw Teddie standing by the door in his bearsuit.

(Morgana) “Uh, what are you doing out here?”

(Teddie) “Well, I technically never was a student in either world, so I decided to just wait here till everyone’s done so we can play!”

(Morgana) “You have it lucky...”

The two began to chat until they saw Sothis phase through the doors.

(Sothis) “So...boring...”

(Teddie) “Oh, heya Sothy!”

(Morgana) “You too, huh?”

(Sothis) “We can all no longer be stuck to the confines of our wretched classes I see.”

(Teddie) “Something like that.”

The three laid against the wall, watching the birds chirp and wasting time together.

About half an hour passed before they saw a knight running towards the door of Byleth’s class.

(Knight) “Hey uh, you bear!”

(Teddie) “Huh?”

(Knight) “Tell your friends in House Isekai that we’re prepping for combat! Somethings been spotted outside of the Monastery!”

[A Dark Sign - Fire Emblem: Three Houses]

(Everyone) !!!

(Teddie) “U-Uh, right!”

(Morgana) “Go, Sothis and I will see what’s going on!”

Teddie nodded and ran into the room.

Morgana peeked around the corner as Sothis phased back inside.

(Knight) “Professor!”

(Byleth) “Hm? What is it?”

(Knight) “Sir, we have reports of an unknown force sneaking around the Monastery!”

(Byleth) ?! “Give me the full report on the way. Class, get the others alerted ASAP.”

Byleth and the Knight quickly walked out, with Sothis and Morgana trailing them.

Once the full report was over, Morgana and Sothis went to the house leaders of House Isekai and reported the situation.

After they were informed, they called the Blue Lions, Black Eagles, and Golden Deer.

(Edelgard) “Could it be bandits?”

(Dimitri) “Possibly, but the report said there were also demonic beasts present.”

(Minato) “The hell’s going on?”

(Claude) “Man, this is aiming to be a horrible day huh? Our lessons got interrupted by this of all things!”

(Kazuma) “Were you even paying attention?”

(Claude) “Not really, it just interrupted my naptime-”

(Rean) “Can we take this a bit more seriously, guys?”

(Yu) “There’s no telling what we’ll be up against.”

(Dimitri) “To be quite honest, I doubt with all of our combined forces, anything could be a challenge.”

(Akira) “Poor thinking. The moment we start getting cocky is when everything goes to hell.”

(Edelgard) “Akira is right, we should be on high alert like everyone else. Did they say anything else about what we’re up against?”

(Kazuma) “Nah, they just told us to get ready to deploy but that was about 20 minutes ago.”

(Minako) “Can’t say I’m not a little nervous.”

(Byleth) “I see everyone’s assembled.”

Byleth walked towards the group.

(Dimitri) “What is the word? Are we to march out?”

(Byleth) “No, first we’re taking a small reconnaissance group out. I need the quietest of your classes to accompany me. The Knights of Serios and you all will remain on guard here.”

Edelgard, Dimitri, and Claude nodded, heading back to their classes.

(Yu) “What are we expecting to find out there?”

(Byleth) “I’m not sure. Just keep in contact with the Navigators.” 

(Minato) “Speaking of, Fuuka, Rise, Futaba, you copy?”

(Fuuka) “Y-Yes professor!”

(Rise) “Loud and clear!”

(Futaba) “Oracle copies!”

(Byleth) “Try and figure out what exactly is near the monastery. Prepare to move everyone towards the fight if it comes to one! Everyone, let’s get going!”

Chapter 2 - The School-Live Club

Byleth, Fie, and Akechi snuck through the forests of Garreg Mach, trying to find any sign of activity.

Fie scout ahead on top of the tree branches, trying to closely listen for any footsteps other than theirs.

Akechi kept his silenced pistol out while the others held onto the hilts of their weapons.

(Akechi) “Anything your Persona can read, Oracle?”

(Futaba) “I’m not sensing anything other than you guys.”

(Byleth) “What’s near Group B’s?”

(Rise) “Hm...Nothing’s near Leonie. Hubert and Ashe doesn’t have anything either.”

(Fuuka) “It’s like we’re being jammed...I can’t tell what’s out there other than your immediate vicinity.”

Fie made a quiet whistle, catching everyone’s attention.

(Fie) “Hey, everyone shut up for a second.”

A moment of silence passed.

(Fie) “Several footsteps going near group B!”

!!!

(Byleth) “Everyone move quickly, but quietly!”

...

(Leonie) “Tch, this place is pretty huge. I doubt we’re going to be finding anything.”

(Hubert) “This is hardly the time to be complaining, Leonie.”

(Ashe) “It’s kinda creepy, I’ll admit. Would feel a lot comfortable if the professor were-”

The bushes behind them began to rustle.

They all silenced themselves and brought out their weapons.

Leonie and Ashe pulled back the strings of their bow as Hubert readied a dark spell.

BARK!

[Mezame no Waltz - School-Live!]

(Ashe) “...Huh?”

From the bushes emerged a small puppy. It ran up to Ashe and started wagging his tail.

(Ashe) “Awww!”

(Leonie) “WAIT, THAT COULD BE A TRAP!-”

(Hubert) “YOU IDI-....ot...”

(Ashe) “Come on, look at him! Isn’t he adorable?”

(Leonie) “I mean yeah but...Who’s is it? We’re pretty far away from town.”

(???) “Taromaruuuu!”

Everyone turned to the voice which emerged from the same bush.

(???) “Oh, there you are!-...Huh?”

The girl stopped smiling as soon as she saw the three.

(???) “A-Ah! I’m sorry, did Taromaru cause you any trouble?”

(Hubert) “...N-No. He didn’t.”

(???) “Whew, that’s a relief!”

Ashe slowly handed the girl Taromaru, and kept a close eye as she hugged him tight.

(???) “Don’t do that, got it?! You’re going to get all dirty!”

The first thing the three noticed was that while she was speaking in Fodlan’s language, her mouth was moving in a completely different manner, as if speaking an entirely different language.

The second thing they noticed was her outfit.

(Leonie) “Hey, doesn’t her outfit kinda remind you of-”

(Ashe) “House Isekai!”

(Hubert) “Yes, the students from Japan do have a similar style...”

(???) “Huh? Students from Japan? Are you students too?”

(Ashe) “In a sense, yes.”

(???) “Are we in Europe? Oh, I bet the others will be happy to be somewhere else! Can we see your school?!”

The girl was uncomfortably close to Hubert, and he gently shoved her back.

(Hubert) “Just a moment. Who are you?”

(???) “Oh, I’m sorry!”

“My name is Yuki Takeya! I hope we get along!”

(??? 2) “YUKI-CHAN?”

(??? 3) “H-Hey, there she is!”

(??? 4) “Yuki-senpai!”

When Yuki turned around, Hubert got into a battle stance, but Leonie and Ashe shook their heads.

Three girls ran in behind Yuki before noticing the others.

(??? 2) “Yuki-chan! Thank goodness you’re al...O-Other survivors?”

The long brown haired girl examined them for a minute before the short haired girl stepped in front, putting Yuki back.

(??? 4) “Yuuri-senpai, they don’t look friendly!”

(Yuki) “EEEH?! M-MII-KUN, YOU CAN’T SAY THAT ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE!”

The black haired girl with pigtails pulled out a shovel.

(??? 3) “Heh, I don’t think they can pull anything on US!”

(Yuuri) “KURUMI, WAIT!”

(Yuki) “AAAAAAAAH! NONONONO-”

The three watched in utter confusion as the girls tried to calm Kurumi down and put away the shovel.

(Leonie) “...I’m so confused right now.”

(Hubert) “Agreed.”

(Ashe) “Same.”

(Yuuri) “We’re SO sorry about that! We’re just...a bit on edge is all. One moment we were in school and...next thing we know, we woke up here.”

(Leonie) “Seems to be reoccurring these days...”

(Ashe) “Listen, it’s not safe out here-”

(Yuuri) “You’re right...They could be out here...”

(Hubert) “They?”

(Miki) “...Huh? Have you not...seen them wandering around?”

(Leonie) “You mean bandits, right?”

(Kurumi) “No we mean...”

Kurumi took a quick look at Yuki who was distracted by Taromaru. She had to lean in a bit closely and whisper it.

(Kurumi) “Infected.”

All of them raised their eyebrows at the word.

(Hubert) “Is there a plague where you’re from-”

(Yuuri) “Hold on a moment...could you speak again?”

(Hubert) ? “I said is there a plague where you’re from”

(Yuuri) “You’re...not speaking Japanese?”

(Leonie) “So, you noticed it too. You’re not speaking our language either, judging by how your mouth is moving.”

(Ashe) “Er, this might be hard to explain but...You just came from your original world to ours. A lot of people have been teleporting here a lot!”

(Hubert) “Yes. In fact, we have a few er...Japanese, is how you say it? Japanese people at the academy as well. Whatever was happening in your old world, it has not followed you here. You’re dealing with our world’s problems now.”

The girls had a mixture of confusion yet relief on their faces, except Yuki, her face was nothing but confusion.

(Yuuri) “I...I’m sorry, what?”

(Leonie) “Er, we’re not exactly the best people to describe this sorta thing.”

(Ashe) “There’s a bunch of people who’s in your situation! We should head back and report to-”

[Tonariawase no Shi - School-Live!]

(Fie) “HEY!”

Fie ran over to the group and reloaded her pistols.

(Fie) “Another group that fell in, I’m assuming?”

(Hubert) “Yes, but what’s going on?”

(Fie) “Bandits are attacking! Crow and Byleth are holding them off, but we gotta hold out for reinforcements! Can you guys protect them long enough?”

(Miki) “Bandits?!”

(Leonie) “Count on us!”

(Fie) “Good. Now get out of here! Rise!”

...

(Rise) “On it, Fie!”

Rise looked back to the others in the classroom.

(Rise) “Just as we suspected, a group of bandits are about to attack! Send in the first wave, the rest of us will join behind!”

(Akira) “Roger!”

(Rean) “Class VII, move out!”

(Edelgard) “Everyone else, guard the entrances!”

Doomguy reloaded his shotgun and started dashing out while Morgana transformed into a bus.

(Megumi) “Everyone, good luck!”

Rise’s Persona started catching the background audio.

(Fie’s voice) “Hey, who’s the leader of this little group?”

(Yuuri’s voice) “I-I am!”

Megumi froze in place, slowly turning back to Rise.

(Fie’s voice) “Keep your heads down, got it?”

(Yuuri’s voice) “I understand!”

(Kurumi’s voice) “Yuki-chan, come on!”

(Yuki’s voice) “W-What’s happening?!”

(Miki’s voice) “Yuki-senpai! We have to go, now!”

Megumi’s eyes widened upon hearing the voices again.

(Sara) “Hey, Megumi? MEGUMI!”

Megumi turned to Sara with a newfound sense of terror in her eyes.

(Sara) “What’s the matter?”

(Megumi) “I...I HAVE TO COME WITH YOU!”

(Rean) “What? Megumi, it’s too dange-”

(Megumi) “I-I have to! Please! I...I know them!”

(Everyone) !!!

(Sara) “I’ll protect her, come on, we’re wasting time!”

Akira nodded as those going into the frontline hopped into Morgana.

(Morgana) “PEDAL TO THE METAL, JOKER!”

Akira slammed his foot on the gas pedal, and they flew out of the Monastery’s entrance towards the fight.

(Megumi) Everyone...don’t worry, I’m coming!

FINALE: Reunion

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[As Swift as Wind - Fire Emblem Three Houses]

UNIT SELECTION:

Begin the battle?

>[Yes] No

Victory Conditions: Rout the Enemy

Defeat Conditions: Any of your units or allied units fall.

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[Tearing Through Heaven (Rain) - Fire Emblem: Three Houses]

Ashe, Leonie, and Hubert led the group out of the woods and saw the field overwhelmed with bandits attempting to raid Garreg Mach. Taromaru jumped out of Yuki’s hands and ran towards the Monastery.

(Yuki) “TAROMARU!”

(Ashe) “D-Don’t worry! It’s heading towards the Monastery, we’ll find it later!”

(Hubert) “Goddess, there’s so many bandits!”

(Leonie) “Was this the group that the knights were talking about?!”

(Fie) “Yeah, we heard them trying to sneak up on you guys, but we managed to kill them before they could get the drop on you all. I gotta help the others, good luck!”

(Yuuri) “Did...you just say kill?!”

(Hubert) “Tch, not the time! Come on!”

Akechi reloaded his pistol and ducked behind cover as Byleth continued to deflect incoming projectiles with the Sword of the Creator.

(Akechi) “What son of a bitch decided to send this many bandits at us?!”

(Byleth) “Questions for later! Just keep at a distance until reinforcements-”

A van honking alerted the battlefield as Morgana barreled in, sending several enemy squads flying into the air.

(Byleth) “-Come in.”

The van’s door was slammed open, letting the vanguard spill out.

(Akira) “Mona, cover group B’s escape!”

Morgana drove off as the others charged in.

(Dimitri) “PROFESSOR, OVER HERE!”

Byleth dashed over to them, right as the bandits advanced.

Morgana’s bus stopped near the group, and Sara pulled out her pistol and took out any bandit trying to run to them.

(Sara) “COME ON!”

Megumi stepped out the van and her heart nearly stopped when she saw Group B.

It was her students.

It was actually them.

But there was no time for celebration, they were still in danger.

(Megumi) “YUKI-CHAN! RII-SAN, EBISUZAWA-SAN! GET IN!”

(Yuki) “Look, Megu-nee’s here!”

(Yuuri) “Yuki-chan don’t separa-”

[Yasashii Megu-nee Arigatou - School-Live!]

Yuuri froze and her eyes went wide open when she looked over at the van.

Kurumi was confused what Yuuri was staring at until she saw it too.

Megu-nee.

The world froze for Yuuri and Kurumi.

Megu-nee was at the van, yelling for them.

She was there to protect them again, even in a completely different world.

Even though she was dead.

...

(Yuki) “Let me go!”

(Yuuri) Yuki-chan, stop it!”

(Yuki) “Megu-nee’s still outside! We have to hurry!”

(Kurumi) “It’s too late! WAIT!”

(Yuki) “Megu-nee! Open the door, Megu-nee!” 

The last time they saw her, she locked herself out to protect them from a horde of infected that had gotten in.

She died protecting them. 

...

Defying all the logic in the world, she was in front of them again.

Yuuri found it suddenly difficult to breathe.

Was what she was seeing real?

Looking over at Kurumi, she appeared to have the same reaction.

Both of them completely at a loss of words.

Kurumi could barely speak.

(Kurumi) “M-Me...Megu-nee?”

Yuuri struggled to even process what she was seeing, and the fact it wasn’t a hallucination.

Tears started to form in both their eyes. They wanted to run to her and crush her with a hug. Tell her they were sorry for everything. Sorry that they couldn’t save her.

Sorry that she had to die.

(Miki) “YUKI-SENPAIII!”

Everyone realized while Yuki was running, Group B was busy with other bandits to see another one coming right behind her.

Megumi rushed towards her without hesitation, and grabbed her, and shoved her to the side.

(Bandit) “HYAH!”

(Yuki) “MEGUNEE!”

CRACK!

...

Blood started to drip onto the ground, Yuki realizing what just happened.

(Yuki) “M...Megu-nee...?”

Megumi felt blood on her back, it was all over in fact.

Everyone in the general vicinity turned to Megumi, eyes going wide.

But...there was no wound.

Megumi slowly turned around, seeing the bandit with a blade coming out the back of his mouth, with a choking noise coming out of him.

The blade slid upwards, splitting his face in half, and was about to fall on Megumi before it was flung backwards.

[Tearing Through Heaven (Thunder) - Fire Emblem: Three Houses]

(Megumi) “Slayer!”

The other houses quickly rushed past everyone, accompanied by the Knights of Seiros.

Bandits cowered in fear behind Doomguy, who was standing in front of Megumi’s students.

An archer panic fired, accidentally aiming for the students instead of Doomguy.

Doomguy’s shoulder cannon fired a grenade, making the arrow explode on impact.

(Bandit) “A-AH!”

(Megumi) “EVERYONE, GET TO THE VAN NOW!”

CHIK-CHIK!

Doomguy immediately charged for the bandits, blasting them into pieces while ripping a few of their limbs off.

Megumi did her best to block Yuki’s eyes from his carnage, and the rest of Group B came to help them escape into the van.

(Leonie) “Get out of here!”

Running across the field, Ashe, Leonie and Hubert provided cover fire as Sara made sure that they got inside.

(Megumi) “Is everyone in?!”

(Yuuri) “Y-Yes!”

(Sara) “Book it!”

...

Rean shot a wind attack out of his sword, sending several bandits flying into the air while Akechi shot them all midair.

Dimitri and Edelgard were fighting a heavily armored knight, with Dimitri using brute strength to keep the knight back as she kept striking at weak points in the armor.

With a final strike, Dimitri impaled the bandit through the stomach, as Edelgard’s axe struck him in the face.

Akira used Arsene to fly away from a magic barrage that was sent for him.

(Akira) “Damn! I’m pulling back for a moment!”

(Fie) “Understood!”

Claude and Fie covered his escape by firing arrows and bullets towards the bandits and keeping them distracted.

When Akira landed on a tree, he noticed several flocks of birds flying away, with the trees moving.

(Akira) “What the...?”

(Futaba) “JOKER, SOMETHING’S COMING! IT’S HEADED STRAIGHT FOR THE BATTLEFIELD!”

Akira looked at the direction the trees were falling, and it was going to come out right where the van was heading.

(Akira) “MONA, HIT THE BRAKES!”

Morgana stopped himself, which made everyone hit their seat with how hard it braked, only to see several trees fly out in front of them with a massive beast staring them down.

[Blooming Villain - Persona 5]

(Akechi) “You gotta be fucking kidding me!”

(Sara) “OUT, OUT, OUT!”

The doors flew open as everyone jumped out.

Morgana transformed in time and rolled sideways as the Demonic Beast flew forward, crushing several bandits in its path.

Dimitri, Edelgard, Claude, Byleth, Sara, and Rean ran to the beast, pointing their weapons at it.

Akira dropped next to them, joined by Akechi.

(Claude) “Bah, the one time we HAVE a giant beast for Slayer to rip and tear, he’s busy ripping someone else apart!”

(Edelgard) “Quit complaining! It’s going to attack soon!”

Kurumi clenched her shovel and ran up with them.

(Kurumi) “Megu-nee! Get everyone back, it’s my turn to protect you all!”

(Megumi) “EBISUZAWA-”

GRAAAAAAAH!

(Fie) “Hey. Cat-thing. Idea.”

(Morgana) “I’m not a-”

His frown quickly turned into a smile once he saw what Fie had in her hands.

Fie tossed Yuuri, Megumi, Miki, and Yuki several grenades.

(Fie) “Wanna make sure your friend doesn’t die, right? Then come with me.”

As the Demonic Beast tore apart the rest of the bandits, everyone waited to make their move.

(Claude) “H-Hang on, are you planning to fight a giant monster with a shovel?!”

(Rean) “I mean, we appreciate the thought but-”

(Sara) “You’re gonna need something more powerful than that!”

(Kurumi) “What, are you kidding me?! The shovel was the mightest weapon during the great war! In the trenches it got more than a thousand confirmed ki-”

(Akechi) “ARE YOU WANTING TO DIE, IDIOT?!”

(Byleth) “EVERYONE, HERE IT COMES!”

The Demonic Beast lashed its claws out, Dimitri blocking it with his brute strength.

With the attention on Dimitri, Claude rolled over to a good angle and let an arrow fly into its eye while Kurumi drove her shovel into its legs.

The arrow deflected off and the shovel barely left a dent.

(Claude) “Ah hell!”

(Kurumi) “OH CRAP!”

Edelgard and Rean swung their axe and katana into its other leg, but was deflected as well.

(Rean) “Damn, that hide’s tough!”

The demonic beast spun around and knocking Edelgard, Rean, and Kurumi back.

It grabbed Dimitri and threw him into a tree making it snap in half.

Dimitri barely stood back up, clenching his teeth with blood in rage.

(Dimitri) “IS THAT THE BEST YOU CAN DO?!”

The beast walked forward until it heard two voices.

(Akechi) “LOKI!”

(Akira) “ARSENE!”

Their Personas lowered its defense with a fire attack, making bits of its flesh drop off.

Byleth activated the whip function in his sword and swung it at the weak spots.

The sword sliced off several more chunks of flesh, making it roar violently.

It fired an explosive rock towards him, Byleth barely getting out of the way in time.

Akira used his grapple hook to get out of the way while Akechi dove for cover.

Sara shot it several times, catching his attention and faced towards her.

(Sara) “Jackpot!”

Using her Arcus, she activated what seemed to be a form of super speed, and flipped up onto its back.

Feeling her on its back, the demonic beast tried shaking her off, but to no avail.

Sticking her sword in deep where Byleth had previously hit it, making it scream out in pain. Her pistol shot the wound several times and then went on top of its head, shooting it in the eye.

After the fourth bullet, she had to reload but it had finally pierced the socket and blood started gushing out.

Jumping off, she saw Megumi and her students rush out.

(Fie) “Throw it now!”

Everyone tossed the grenades at its feet, which it stepped on when it was staggering from the attack.

The explosions made it reel back screeching at the top of its lungs.

Fie, Morgana, Akira, Sara, and Akechi all pulled out their guns and completely unloaded their ammo onto it, the bullets going deep into its flesh.

When it fell to the ground, Rean drove his katana straight into its head, where he was assuming the head was.

Edelgard cleaved it in the neck while Kurumi went for the other eye.

With a pathetic final roar, it went suddenly still.

[We Took Each Other’s Hand - School-Live!]

Everyone took a deep breath, before being startled by the sound of more gunshots.

Sara, Fie, Akira and Akechi double tapped it with another volley of gunfire.

(Claude) “Uh, I think you got it.”

(Fie) “Can’t be too sure.”

(Sara) “You alright, kid?”

(Kurumi) “Yeah, thanks.”

(Morgana) “Nice going, Claussell!”

(Fie) “Meh. I just saw my chance.”

(Yuki) “Did...that cat just talk?”

(Megumi) “You get used to it.”

Upon hearing her voice, the students looked at Megumi again.

(Yuuri) “Megu-nee...is...that really you?”

(Yuki) “Huh? She’s been with us the entire time, right?”

Everyone looked confused for a moment but Yuki.

(Yuki) “You managed to help us, just like you always do! Even when we got teleported here, it was you who kept us going!”

Megumi couldn’t help but feel a bit lost herself. She had no idea that they were even here until she heard the radio chatter from the Personas.

It was then Megumi noticed that Kurumi, Yuuri, and another student she’s never seen before had a dark expression over their face.

Deciding to pin that question for later, seeing Yuki’s smiling face started to overwhelm her with emotions.

Seeing her students alive and well was all she wanted.

And now, they were going to be able to live relatively peaceful lives in a world not crawling with infected.

It was too much for her to bear at once.

(Megumi) “Y-Yuki-chan!”

She started bawling as she wrapped Yuki in her arms, breaking down.

(Yuki) “Aww, Megu-nee, why are...you..c-crying?” sniff “...H-Huh?”

Yuki felt the tears coming down her face, though she didn’t understand why.

Megumi had always been with them...Back in the school, and even in this strange world when they first arrived.

...Right?

Yuki started to notice that she was crying as well.

The two were joined by Kurumi and Yuuri, who started to sob as well.

Everyone kept a respectful silence as they cried together.

Although Miki only knew about Megumi when she had to play along that she was here, she still felt a wave of relief washing over her.

Someone so dear to them was alive and well, albeit in a completely foreign world.

Her mind was starting to trail off into past memories, but Miki stopped herself. This was a time for joy.

Miki joined in the hug, but barely held back tears.

Even though Miki was a complete stranger, Megumi still hugged her as one of her own.

...

When Morgana transformed back into a van, he let them be the only ones inside beside Sara, who was driving.

Everyone else decided to walk back to the monastery.

...

Sara looked back at Megumi, who had the kids sleeping on her lap and shoulders.

It was clear they trusted her with their lives.

Sara chuckled to herself.

(Sara) “You lot couldn’t ask for a better teacher.”

...

(Dimitri) “Professor, you look a bit happier than normal.”

(Byleth) “Do I?”

(Sothis) “Yes, you have quite the stupid grin on, you know.”

(Akira) “No need to spoil the mood.”

(Sothis/Dimitri) “Sorry.”

(Edelgard) “Dimitri is right, it’s not that hard to see.”

(Byleth) “Well...Megumi told her about her students, and how those misfits will fit in with us.”

(Rean) “I’m looking forward to meeting them.”

Byleth’s smile grew even wider.

Megumi finally got her wish.

Epilogue

4 Days Later...

KNOCK KNOCK!

...

This dream agai-

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

...This dre-

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

...What-

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KN-

(Yuki’s Voice) “MEGU-NEEEEEE!”

(Megumi) incoherent mumbling

[Mezame no Waltz - School-Live!]

Opening her eyes and turning around, Megumi saw the ceiling of her room.

That was...Yuki’s voice. This must be the school.

Was...Was that all a dream?

(Towa) “A-Ah! Yuki, please calm down, you might wake up others!”

(Sara) “It sounds like you’re trying to break in, little lady!”

(Byleth) “I-It is a bit too early in the morning for something like that, Yuki.”

...She was still in Garreg Mach. Not back in the school. 

This was her reality.

And she was so happy it was.

...Well, she would be if she could think. Seconds after being woken up this way, the only thing that was in her mind was “why”.

She reached out for her table to answer the door.

(Megumi) “Mn...a-ah-”

CLINK CLINK!

(Megumi) “...Can...”

Not bothering to change her clothes to answer the door, she opened it to see a bright eyed Yuki.

(Yuki) “Morning, Megu-nee!”

(Towa) “Hah, oh dear!”

(Sara) “Nice bedhead!”

(Byleth) “Go easy on her, she just woke up. Well, more like Yuki woke her up.”

(Yuki) “EH?! I-I’M SORRY, MEGU-NEE!”

Megumi softly chuckled and rubbed her eyes.

(Megumi) “No it’s okay. If you didn’t wake me up, Sara would have.”

(Sara) “Hey, I do not!”

(Towa) “That’s because you make ME do it, instructor!”

Byleth sighed and turned to Megumi.

(Byleth) “Yuki insisted we wake you up. Said you’d already be wide awake by now.”

Megumi invited everyone in and got changed and readied up in the bathroom. After having a nice little conversation, they all headed to the classrooms. Yuki rushed on ahead while Towa tried to chase her down.

(Sara) “Man, I thought I brought the life of the party with Class VII! She’s so enthusiastic about school!”

(Megumi) “Hah, she wasn’t always that way about it. She was a bit more reserved before I became her teacher.”

(Byleth) “Well, I’m glad she and the other students managed to find a good home here.”

Megumi smiled with Sara and Byleth.

Her students were finally safe, and at a place they could call home.

[Yasashisa ni Fureta Toki - School-Live!]

Kurumi got along well with Leonie, Chie, and the other tomboys of the classes.

Yuuri fit in with the more motherly students.

Miki, though a bit shy, is enjoying herself with the more mature and goofy students.

And Yuki was having an absolute blast with everyone she met, being fascinated by Garreg Mach.

It was literally everything Megumi wanted.

...

(Kurumi) “Man, we have to get up so early here!”

(Yuuri) “Hah, it’s not so different from our old school life then.”

(Miki) “Since when did we ever have to learn magic in our old school?!”

(Kurumi) “Beats math!”

(Towa’s Voice) “YUKI, PLEASE WAIT!”

(Yuki) “TAROMARUUU, THERE YOU ARE!”

The three girls watched Yuki pass by and run into the classroom after Taromaru, seeing a bright light inside.

(Yuuri) “What is going on in there?”

When they walked in, they saw all of the houses inside with a relatively large cake.

(Kazuma) “Oh good they’re in!”

(Akira) “Everyone, 3, 2, 1-”

(Everyone) “WELCOME TO GARREG MACH!”

The four were shocked, but even more so was Megumi who walked in.

(Megumi) “H-Huh?”

(Kazuma) “It kinda dawned on us that you never got your own little party for coming in here! Heck, even we did, and we were the first ones to be in this crazy sh....crap.”

(Dimitri) “We had Mercedes make it, seeing as she’s our expert baker.”

(Mercedes) “Everyone pitched in as well! Money for the ingredients, the flavor, ideas what to write!”

(Edelgard) “Though we did have too many cooks...”

(Claude) “A cake or two was ruined buuut, what matters is we came on top!”

(Sara) “Hah, well this is for you and your kids, Sakura.”

(Miki) “T-Thank you so much!”

(Kurumi) “That looks great, thanks!”

(Yuuri) “Ah, thank you!”

(Yuki) “THANK YOU!”

Yuki hugged Dimitri, Edelgard, and Claude.

Megumi smiled and looked over at the cake.

Doomguy’s shoulder cannon shot out a tiny flame, lighting the candles.

“Welcome to Garreg Mach

Yuuri

Miki

Kurumi

Yuki

Megu-nee!”

Megumi shook her head.

(Byleth) “Is something wrong with the cake?”

(Megumi) “I thought all the students should know by now...

Don’t call me Megu-nee, it’s Professor Sakura!”

[Friend Shitai! - School-Live!]

[icarus-imagines]

Zero Kiryu X Reincarnated!Reader

Hello~! May I request a Zero Kiryu x Reader? I want him to be how he is now and let's make it reincarnated lovers AU.

Word Count: 2,810

Category: Vampire Knight

Inspiration/Thought Process: Reincarnation Feels

~When I'm No Longer Young and Beautiful~

"Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?"

A small giggle erupted from your lips as you stared at him, cuddling closely, to the one and only man you would ever truly call your husband and Soulmate. His hair was a shining silver, relating to that of silk. His skin a snowy-white. Lastly, your favorite part of him, his eyes. They were always so vibrant and shining the color of pure lavender that always cheered you up one way or another whenever you gazed into them.

"You know I always will...," you replied with full, sincere honesty from the bottom of your heart. "No matter what, I always will."

He hummed in response as he lowered the shoulder of your baby blue-dyed kimono to gaze lovingly at your body. A blush erupted from your cheeks at his sudden confidence but scooted closer, on top of the futon, burying your face into the crook of his neck, a normal tendency of yours.

~*~*~*~

Waking up quickly your dream slowly faded away, but your persistent grasped at it even though it was but a single string. Every night would be the same, dreaming it really. It wasn't unusual for people to dream about their past lives and their Soulmate. Oh well, it wasn't unusual for a vampire, that is.

Yet every time you dreamed/remembered it like a memory right when you awoke you forgot every second of it. Which irked you since you always awoke with a brilliant mood and grin plastered on you (F/t) face. Sighing, you groggily leaped out of bed your short (It will help the story) shoulder length (H/c) hair bobbing with your (B/s) figure.

You curiously turned your head to the right looking at the bedside table to see the necklace you've had since you could remember. It was a beautiful heart-shaped pendant made out of pure gold, with your own initials. Your hands reach out and picked it up carefully, the weight of the pendant weighing down your hand just a bit. It actually helps, since it signified that it was there whenever you wore it. Your thumb rubbing lightly over the outdented loopy font of your initials. Even though you rubbed it over and over every day, due to either nervousness and/or anxiety sometimes, you were surprised it hadn't faded at all. It still seemed to keep its original color no matter how had or how long you rubbed it. Which was a bonus, since you didn't have to worry about it ever looking different than it did when you had first been given it.

Your hands turned it sideways and opened up the small clasp. It split into two sections in which you could place one small picture in each. Unfortunately for as long as you have had it, there had never been any sort of pictures fit inside it. And you planned to keep it that way, for the hope of finding the pictures that you knew for sure were there once.

Letting out a small sigh you shook off the subject clamping it back together to make it whole again. Unlatching the chain you lifted your short hair and latched it back again. The pendant resting against your skin, the coolness of the locket including the weight reminding you it was always going to be there.

Adorning the usual Day Class uniform for the elite school Cross Academy, with your golden heart locket, you hurriedly set off to the first of your many classes. You had always wanted to keep your grades high so getting up a little earlier than most people was a normal everyday activity for you. You may not be the most intellectual of your many peers, but you were smarter than the majority of them.

Making sure not to create much noise, since you were about 30 minutes earlier than issued to get to class, you entered one of the first classrooms of your first period not knowing another soul actually had joined you in the room. Glancing up with your (E/c) eyes you noticed a boy with his head resting on his shoulders lazily. His eyelids half covered his eyes not allowing you to see their color, but from what you were seeing from his hair was that it was a glittering silver.

For a second you had to stop in your tracks to your seat in the front, which he was sat right behind you, to just stare at him. Deja vu hit you like a foggy cloud, yet due to not being able to grasp at it, it is not holdable, you could only watch it slip away right in front of you. You shook your head a bit your locks of shoulder-length (H/c) shaking this way and that on your head.

You blush and hold your bag tightly as you feel him staring intently at you, but you being too shy to look down at your feet deciding to just take a seat in the front row, like usual. Your hair blocking the view of your (E/c) colored eyes from him.

~*~*~*~

The first period of the day, along with all the others, passed without a breeze. With the help of keeping my mood up was a result of having Yuki Kuran and Sayori Wakaba by my side throughout the day. Yuki may not be the most engaging student, at least she made me smile and think about life, and how it's too short etc.

I owed her a lot since she had introduced me to many people and showed me around the humongous grounds of Cross Academy.

"(Y/n)!" a voice yelled in your ear. You grimaced a bit and opening your eyes to see Yuki, her short brown shoulder-length hair staring at you with a confused expression. You tilted your head curiously wondering what she could want. It was always a mystery to somebody like her, which made you intrigued in her in the first place. It was fun not knowing what would happen next.

"Yes, Yuki-Chan?" You asked, packing up your school bag quietly trying to maintain eye contact with her. Even though you tried to stay quiet it wasn't like anybody would be bothered by it since everybody had already left in a hurry, along with Sayori.

She smiled noticing she had grabbed your attention. She clapped her hands together letting out a small squeal of excitement. "I have somebody I wish for you to meet!"

Your head stayed tilted to the side, and your hands subconsciously sprang up to the locket rubbing it slowly. "And who would that be?" You questioned her, not too excited about meeting a new person. Especially Yuki's friend since most were vampires, like herself.

Clearly evident from her long strands of brown hair that had once been shoulder-length until Kaname, a pureblood also being her older brother, had changed her. At least she had the decency of telling you her deepest secret. Even Sayori didn't even know. Which meant a lot to you, that she thought you could be trusted with something of the likes of vampires.

"He's been my friend for quite a while! Since we were children! He should be looking out for Day Class students right now!" She cheered with glee. You showed a small smile, not wanting to upset her. You nodding picking up your bag, standing up from your seat. "I wanted to introduce you two before I leave with Kaname...," her voice soft for once. You looked her in the eye and knew you had to meet this person. For Yuki.

~*~*~*~

"He should be this way!" She yelled, probably making the person she wanted to meet aware of her coming from a mile away. You clung desperately to her hand as she ran through the schoolyard towards the Night Class Dorms, where he was likely to be keeping a lookout.

Your locket thumped against your (S/c) chest, calming you down a bit to at least stare at Yuki's hair flowing behind her.

"Oh, there he is!" Yuki yelled knocking you out of our thoughts. She stopped almost abruptly causing you to fall on the ground butt first, after bumping into her sturdy back. "Gomen!"

"You should be careful Yuki, you can't keep doing that to people so much," a voice like silk thread said. You stared at your shoes embarrassed as your face grew hot.

"Okay...," Yuki pouted.

"You need any help?" The voice asked as its owner reached their hand out in front of your face. Your (E/c) eyes trailed from the tips of his finger, along with the length of his arm, and to his face.

You froze in place as your eyes met, (E/c) with lavender. His breath caught short in his throat as he stared down at you.

The memories, like bombs, all erupted at once as you started to remember

~*~*~*~

"Zero!" Your yell echoed off the walls as you stared at his lifeless body, blood spilling from the countless wounds on his body. The most severe from the left side of his neck. Running towards his body, almost tripping over your kimono, your body gave out from underneath you as you neared him. Your arms cuddled his body close gingerly supporting his head as if he was a newborn infant. "Z-Zero?"

Looking down at his face, even though you knew he was long gone, you couldn't help him. Though you were a pureblood there was nothing that you could do that would make him wake up.

"So you're the one that he so truly desires?" A soft voice of a woman said with a mocking hint laying underneath.

Your head snapped up in horror as the figure came closer. Her skin was a snowy-white, her hair a silvery-white that reached down to her feet. And her eyes an unusual shade of pink glared at you as she stepped closer her kimono dragging on the ground. "Shizuka H-hio!?" You yelled confused.

"That's my name isn't it?" she said with a snappy bark. "I was wondering when you would come after him, I just knew you would...."

"W-Why? Why!" You yelled your voice becoming hoarse with overuse.

"Why, you ask? To get back at you," Her bangs swished as she stared at Zero's dead body, trapped between your arms in a desperate plea to keep him with you as long as you could. "Always stealing my men, because of your beauty I could never be with who I wished. How foolish of me, because you never cared about any of them. Until he came along...," she pointed at Zero. "I had finally found a target, somebody you didn't yet know about then you came into his life and you both fell in love. With each other no less! I was heartbroken to hear that you two had gotten married!" she yelled her voice even higher as she grimaced at the rings on both you and Zero's wedding fingers, glittering a bright gold.

"So just because I fell in love with a man you needed to do this!? I loved him! I still love him! " You cried out tears spilling down your face. "And I'll continue to still love him, forever!"

You held your long (H/c) hair, that went to your knees, in your left hand and brought out a silver dagger from your kimono. Shizuka eyed you warily, watching your every move. "What are you doing?"

You ignored her question as you cleanly cut your hair, it falling to the floor as the rest is only shoulder-length. Your eyes slowly swirl into the color red as you bear your white fangs. "I'm going to love Zero, forever. I don't care if I have to give up being a Pureblood to be with him...I love him too much...," you say softly against Zero's skin on the left side of his neck. You stick your tongue out licking the blood already dripping from the wound given to him by Shizuka.

Biting down as soft as you could into his flesh you drank his blood savoring the sweet taste and smell of him, wanting to bath in it for the rest of your life. Unlatching your mouth from his neck you open his mouth enough to shove in your wrist that you had already bitten. Your blood sliding down his throat easily.

Shizuka stared at you in pure terror realizing what you were about to do. But she never thought somebody could actually activate it. She tried running towards you to pull you away from Zero but was held back by your powers. Keeping her restrained, but still incited the spell you kept working. Your mouth moved forming words silently until it stopped and your body gave out, laying atop Zero.

Shizuka screamed realizing what you had done. Now she could never have Zero. And he only belonged to you...

~*~*~*~

You gasped getting sucked out of the first memory, pushed out like you had drowned in waves of ocean water. Your eyes flickered up seeing Zero with the same expression on his face. He smiled at you, knowing you both were Soulmates. But the moment was soon broken by Yuki.

"Oh, my gosh, Zero! You're actually smiling! I can't believe your Soulmates, but you're not a vamp-" she's cut off when she stares at your features. Your skin had become paler than usual (If possible) and your eyes were a bloody red, fangs poking your bottom lip. Your hair had grown longer, to your knees like in your memory. "I have to tell Kaname! He'll be so happy about this!" She ran off to find him without another thought.

You turned to Zero a smile reaching your face. You had gained some of your memories and you knew spending more time with him would act more and you would learn more about what the spell meant and what he had meant to you in your "past" life. But for now, all you wished to do was learn more about him.

"So, your name's Zero?" You asked softly holding your hand out for his to take. "Mine's (Y/n)...It's nice to meet you, Soulmate."

He reached his hand out, taking your much smaller one in his. "Likewise."

~*~*~*~

~Extra Ending~

You held the locket in your hands looking at the contents of that held two pictures. One of both you and Zero at your wedding. And the other your newborn daughter.

Looking at both you couldn't help, but feel a rushing wave of happiness and relief. You had already gotten all of your missing memories completing the puzzle into one. Clamping it shut you held it close to your chest. You sat in the chair in front of the fireplace but was snapped out of your trance to the padding of footsteps.

You watched as you daughter only 5 years old ran into the room with a towel covering her naked body. Bubbles clung to the top of her cute little head as she headed towards you, getting you wet as she jumped onto your lap. She giggled as she hugged your waist tightly.

"What are you doing?" You asked your eyes widening.

"Daddy was trying to make me take a bath!" she giggled out.

And true to her words Zero came running in his clothes all wet, his hair dripping with water. You blushed at his appearance.

"I thought I was the only one that could make you wet?~" You teased forgetting about your daughter. But she just giggled thinking of something innocent. You hugged her tighter resting your dry head on her damp hair, as you stared at her (E/c) eyes lovingly. Zero came up to you two kneeling on his knees his front resting on your lap. He smiled up at you through his strands of silver hair.

"(Y/n)?" he asked. You hummed telling him you were listening. "Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?"

A laugh slipped past your lips as you gazed at both Zero and (Y/d/n). "You know I always will...And I always will...,"

And you meant every word of it. Being vampires had its perks. And since both of you were, along with your dear child, you would all be able to stay together...forever.

And thanks to Kaname, Shizuka was no longer alive.

You would have to thank him for that at least.

[courage-a-word-of-justice]

Demon Slayer 12 - 13 | OPM 23 - 24 (FINAL) | BSD 36 - 37 (FINAL) | Shield Hero 25 (FINAL) | Fruits Basket 12 - 13 | To the Abandoned Sacred Beasts 1 | Astra 1 | Maou-sama, Retry! 1 | UchiMusume 1 | Dr Stone 1 | Fire Force 1 | Granbelm 1

Summer debuts aplenty!

Demon Slayer 12

I assume the creature on the episode titlecard is a boar…?

I see…! So Kyogai uses the drums like a game controller! Y’know, like A = attack and directional keys to move.

I almost expected Inosuke to appear from behind the screen door, but it was just Tanjiro…

Huh? For some reason, I find Zenitsu funny now…but only the tiniest bit. Not enough to laugh out loud, but enough to give tiny “heh”s.

Well…that episode title didn’t lie, at least…

Ah-hah! I knew it! Knewwwwwwwww it! It’s the double-personality trope I liked 5 years ago (you see it embodied in Martin/Alter-Az). The only thing I didn’t know was how Zenitsu would become badass…well, now we know. He sleep fights…I still think ingesting blood to invoke a second personality is still way cooler though.

Shoichi? Is that the kid’s name?

“Marechi” doesn’t seem to mean anything…

“Show me your wounds.” Then again, there are some wounds that you can’t present to others…not unless you show the side effects.

As much as I was scared by Exposition Crow, I have to be thankful the little feathered buddy is around. I wouldn’t understand “marechi” otherwise. But seriously, where does that crow hide in his spare time…?

Oh…the duty of filial piety…I know your feel, Tanjiro.

Tanjiro’s brain!Zenitsu is so accurate, I LOLled…a tiny bit.

Tanjiro, you gotta remember: be proud of where you’ve gotten today! Don’t be the man you were yesterday! Keep evolving with the times like water itself, because that is what water is about – change! (triumphant music plays in the background to accompany this declaration)

The only problem I have with filial piety is…what happens when your family has only daughters???

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Garou’s got a point in that villains are meant to be sympathetic in order to get a good story. However, I’d still root for the heroes all the same.

Naruto running…why’s it so popular???

“Mentsuyu” (on Saitama’s blue shirt) means “noodle soup base” = a mixture of dashi (soup stock), soy sauce, mirin and sugar.

It took me a replay to realise that Garou turned red when the tree fell down.

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Uh, dude? Who calls their kid “Eruisu-chan”…? It’s Elise, isn’t it?

Katai – yet again, can I just say he is the husbando we need and not the husbando we want? (LOL) There’s even what appears to be a sake bottle in the bottom left corner…  

Is there such thing as a bullet-proof futon???

Come to think of it, this scene with all the rubble about halfway through the episode looks like it comes from the Dead Apple first key visual –the one that came out when the movie was announced. Not the Shin Soukoku one, the other one with Soukoku in a rubble-filled place looking at the horizon.

Looking at Natsume-sensei from the back reveals his hair is calico-coloured too…

I wonder how much of Dazai’s scheming is actually just Natsume-sensei…?

“What did you have for dinner last night?” “Yeah.” – Just imagining this with a monotone instead of Akutagawa’s usual anger is hilarious!

Snakes don’t run…?

Oh, I get why he was calling Akutagawa “bro”! When you’re married, you call your brother in law “brother” as well!

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I discovered something – the kanji under ECHO, 回向, are read ekou. What do they mean? The verb form means “to hold a memorial service for [someone]”, so I’d assume it’s “memorial service”.

For some reason, when Atsushi said “you’re not paying for this ride!”, I thought, “It’s your Ubr driver here”…LOL.

I seem to remember that Goncharov controls rock and his power is The Precipice…but I don’t remember reading past ch. 52…

“How can you be so sure?” I thought it was something like “Because that’s what I would do.” Turns out I was right…maybe I have read chapter 53??? Or is this a previous chapter that’s been movd forward???

Hmm…come to think of it, why is Akutagawa’s power to control fabric anyway? (Because he can control other things, it’s just that he chooses to use his coat as a default.) Does the Rashomon story have to do with that…?

Oh, that’s cute. Shin Soukoku are on the same thinking wavelength now. (somewhat sarcastic)

Come to think of it – season 1 anime!Atsushi was about as whiny as Zenitsu…hmm. Now there’s a cross-anime comparison I never thought I’d make.

“…what appears to be a hiker…” (or maybe it was multiple hikers…?)

Did you notice Akutagawa was missing his coat?

“Fancy hat boy” – That’s why the fandom calls Chuuya “Mr Fancy Hat”, LOL.

One thing’s for sure – whether you like BSD or not, you gotta admit they have a great sense of closure.

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See? There is a Meteor move for Naofumi!

Raphtalia’s mostly been saying nothing but “Naofumi-sama” over and over again…it kind of irks me. It’s too bad I’m almost finished with this show.

I’m gussing the reward has to do with Raphtalia’s village.

Is Naofumi leaving???

LOL, before Naofumi faced the Waves, he was wavering…geddit??? (Oh, that joke’s terrible…)

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I think Shigure attended the ceremony to procrastinate on his writing…LOL.

Okay…I started this episode a few days back and now I hav a bowl of piping hot pho to go with it! Let’s get back to business!

Momiji is a scheming little brat, ain’t he?

The “Yuki wearing a girls’ uniform” was funny…because reactions.

Hmm…even though I know what’s going to happen, I only just realised Akito and Yuki only seem to wear traditional Japanese dress when tied down to their curse or their main house. Westrn cloths thereby symbolise progress for them…but you can’t say the same for Shigure, though, so there goes that hypothesis…

I thought for a second they were going to play baseball…that’s what they did in Star Driver.

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Snake attack!!!

Hmm…Ayame clearly used a convo diversionary tactic there (avoiding the topic).

“Aya says he sells men’s dreams.” – LOL.

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I find it interesting Tanjiro also has respect for his opponent, not just empathy.

Aww…this message of recognising your skills and having them be recognised by others is cute. I needd that, really – ever since about a year ago, sometimes I’m so negative I just want to be erased from the face of the earth. That’s why I love Rokuhoudou so much – it was my solace from such thoughts.

Seeing the eyecatch’s strip go vertical for Zenitsu was interesting – I didn’t think it would change orientation midway through the show.

Okay, in this book I read recently – Symptoms of Being Human by Jeff Garvin – the protagonist admits to having “an overdeveloped sense of theatricality”…or dramaticism or something like that. I now realised Zenitsu has that too…although now he’s back to bugging me as a result.

Oh! So Inosuke was the 5th survivor! I had a feeling that would be the answer, but now I’ve confirmed it.

WHOA! I’ve never seen Tanjiro go all Papa Bear like this!

…and you can tell with that pre-OP shot that Ufotable ran out of budget for once.

The Legend of the Eight Samurai is also known as…wait for it…Hakkenden! There’s an anime called that, y’know? Update: It’s Satomi Nansou Hakkenden vs Hakkenden (with some subtitle on it).

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First anime of summer! Now if only my CR would stop buffering so much…I’d be a happy person.

Oh…great. Fantasy information dump right here…just like Fairy Gone.

Is this weird that I recognise Patria to be…Korea? (At least in history. Its people seem to be generic Europeans.)

Is this a “dudes in war are scarred for life” thing again??? Please, please don’t let this be another Spec-Ops Asuka.

…and now here come the furries. (sarcastic)

Aren’t the white coats really impractical for battle???

If Cain isn’t a vampire or based on a bat…I dunno what I’d do, but I’m pretty sure he is, based on those pretty boy features.

I thought her name was Nancy…? Her name is Nancy Schaal Bancroft, after all.

Ooh! It’s the Abominable Walrus! I’m so scared~! (mocking tone)

This is basically an AI story, but fantasy-based, isn’t it…?

90s fire in the background…LOL.

“I’m going to ask Elaine to be with me.” – Now there’s something I didn’t think Hank would say.

LOL, Cain Madhouse really is mad! (in the Joker-style “insane” sort of way)

Well…uh, it was a bit predictable, but had its perks. I mean, there’s no CGI in it at all for one thing…I guess we wait for more (of this show and the debut of other shows) to see if it stays.

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Shouldn’t that be “whale on an opponent”…?

What’s up with the montage, though???

*dead Centichoro* - Now that’s what I call “legs for miles”…! (LOL)

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I’ve read some of the manga for this, so it’s my most anticipated anime this season! I can only hope it lives up to its own hype.

Double-length 1st episode! Ooh! Just like the manga’s double-length debut.

Okay, who decided on using CGI for Aries? Put it on the ship, not on her!

Oh, foreshadowing! Me likey.

I can’t really tell what Aries is meant to be screaming because she’s screaming over the woman, but it’s definitely not “beef” Aries is yelling.

Is it just me, or is there a frame around this scene at the Spaceport…?

I guess Aries is what they call a space case! (Wahaha!...Okay, I think that’s one stupid joke too many, now.)

Boob shot??? Why??? Also, according to the manga’s supplemental material found between chapters, Yun-Hua’s suit is newer than Aries’s (IIRC).

I definitely do not remember seeing a picture of Kanata’s sensei in the manga at all. I know Kanata refers to his sensei quite a bit, but…hmm…maybe the fact he looks like Charce means something. Update: For some reason, I remembered Charce as “Charles”…?

This scenery, with the ground making platforms in the air, looks like Dr Stone!!!

I just noticed the frame expanded after Kanata entered the sphere.

Did we need the flashback again???

Zetsubou is “despair”, at least from the way I learnt it – from Sayonara, Zetsubou-sensei, of course. It can be translated as “hopeless” in context, though.

Second recap from earlier in the episode. Well, at least it’s not Detective Conan or Demon Slayer bad…

Wow, they’re really trying to sell a potential Kanata x Aries ship here. That wasn’t in the manga either.

This is the 3rd time for the same recap…geesh. The things you notice when the episodes are compiled and online for you to watch…they can get kind of annoying.

I think the star = planet thing makes more sense when in Japanese, since “hoshi” can mean both. In English, it makes Aries sound like more of a space case…

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…and the award for Most Boring Opening in a While goes to…this show!

I almost expected blonde!Rem to be called Rem…I knew that her name wasn’t Rem, but still…

Seriously? The face game of this show should be higher for it to pull off a gag involving funny faces…

The run cycle of this show’s…kinda suckish. Like Dororo’s one scene where he’s Naruto running.

“It’s you who is the root of all evil.”

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Aka “If It’s For My Daughter, I’d Even Defeat a Demon Lord”.

The language on the title card seems to be a substitute for English. If you just take that thing that looks like brackets as one symbol, that seems to be a Y. How can you tell? Because “little” matches the 3rd last word.

The devil language seems to be based on Japanese, though…at least from what I’m picking up. Update: Oh! So when she says “toilet”, it’s just the syllables backwards! Just like in Hataraku Maou-sama.

I swear, if this guy isn’t voiced by Yoshitsugu Matsuoka, I’m going to have to swallow my hydralyte drink properly! (I’ve been struggling to drink it all day today.) Update: Nope, it’s Nobuhiko Okamoto.

I thought I just read something on the devil list that said “Bobble Space” in English…wuh?

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This is my 2nd most anticipated debut of the summer 2019 season. Let’s go!

Ooh, I see Crunchyroll even got themselves a fancy new intro card…which makes them more like what Funimation used to be on that front…

I know people have been comparing Senku’s hair to green onions…and now I can’t unsee it. Dang it, you guys! That’s the first real thought I’m having for this anime?!

*raises arms like Christ the Redeemer*…and Boichi and Riichiro Inagaki said, “Let there be light!”…and for some reason, it was green light…

Hmm…I thought in the manga Yuzuriha was shoved to the tree, which made Taiju look more like a hero to her. Turns out she ran to the tree then got petrified, if the anime is anything to go by.

I heard a really accurate “what’s happening?” in the scene which is meant to have English speakers in it…it’s almost creepy, to be honest with you.

Shuei…LOL. It’s clearly a play on Shueisha.

I didn’t think of this when reading the manga, but this anime’s very much a Holmes and Watson scenario…although Watson here is a little bit too dumb for some people’s liking…

I swear TMS used pictures of the real thing when looking at those grapes…

I love seeing Senku being pissed off. He’s so smug all the time, I needed that change of pace.

Maybe one day Senku will make vodka…LOL. I’m kidding.

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Oh geesh…so Ohkubo grabbed the Aria from Ao no Exorcist to make his nuns work???

Why is there Naruto running???

“I’m a newly-assigned…”

Kyoukai means church. Does it really mean “cathedral” as well???

“Is that the scent of a damp woman?” – Uh, duuuuuuuude? Excuse-moi? That is not how you treat a lady you’ve just met…!

Can I insert a “Twinkletoes” comment from Toph (Avatar) yet…?

Okay, scrap that. Can I do that Overwatch “Molten CORE!” thing instead…?

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I started watching this because it’s being promoted as “magical girls drive mechs”.

One of the mech ladies reminds me of…what’s her name…from the Re:Zero LNs…I believe her name is Beatrice, but that’s the name of one of the library loli, isn’t it…? *Googles* Okay, her name is Priscilla. AFAIK, “Priscilla” is NOT the name of the orange-haired lady in Granbelm, though… Update: Her name is Anna, actually.

These mechs remind me of Kim from Twinkle Star Sprites.

Wow…ripoff purple iPhone, much…?

Shingetsu = new moon, mangetsu = full moon.

I feel like Mangetsu is a relatable protagonist, but also annoying as a result of being relatable.

“Pennies from heaven” is a phrase you say to declare your good fortune, much like you say “speak of the devil” for bad luck when it comes to a certain person who arrives at the wrong time.