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Ayato x Fem!Reader

Summary: Who knew that someone would fall in love with you doing your hobbies.. which was capturing frogs on a daily basis as a teen.

A/N: damn, I blame my sleep deprived state for this.

As the daughter of a prominent noble, participating in impolite behaviours such as sneaking out to capture frogs wouldn't be much trouble as long as you don't get caught, right?

Well, to be fair, you are only twelve after all. It is to be expected that a teen like you would go out and have fun instead of being dolled around.

You hastily jump into the bushes the second you see a frog leap into the pile, jar in hand to cage the animal. In the bushes hid a nest full of baby birds, a hatchling, barely out of the egg.

Silently and slowly, your bare hands reach to grab the drenched frog to give the babies a sweet time, away from disturbance.

A stick harshly pokes at your sides, and you silently cursed at the sting. The rays of sunlight peeking through the gaps of trees greet you once you get out, only then did you realize that the storm earlier had died down and it was time for you to go back as your maids might suspect your absence.

"I hope there's no guards outside." You mutter as you slip the damp frog into the jar, snickering when the frog attempts to escape. Your gaze turns to your dirtied dress, and suddenly it hits you.

'Crap! How am I supposed to change!?'

Your mind whirls into a jumble mess of plans on how to escape this situation you've gotten yourself again, not aware of another presence approaching you.

You were snapped out of your daze when you hear a branch crack behind you. Mentally preparing yourself to meet an annoyed guard, you abruptly whip your head towards the sound, also certain that you may have broken your neck with how fast you turned.

However, instead of being met with a figure you're so familiar with, a child that seemed to be younger looked at you with imperceptibly widened lavender eyes. And now you wondered just how far have you gone?

The child opens his mouth, but closes it again. Assuming he was a child of a higher noble, you turn your body towards him, hiding the jar behind you. "Hello there, do you need anything?" With the friendliest smile you could muster.

"What is a commoner like you doing here?"

The unexpected boldness of his words stumbles you, wavering your smile. Before you can reason yourself, the child points his finger at your clothing, directly at the spot where a huge splotch of mudwater stained your white dress.

Heat rushed to your cheeks, suddenly conscious of your appearance. An idea pops into your mind and you swallowed your shame, smiling impishly.

"Do you wanna see something?" You ask the child, your fingers fiddling around the jar. His silence gave you the moment to take in his appearance. Pale blue hair tied into a low ponytail, along with a formal attire. Also his eyes, you were sure you've seen it somewhere.

Instead of any signs of approval nor rejection, he calmly asks,

"What are you doing in the Kamisato Estate?"

His tone pointedly directed to the item behind you, presumably suspecting that you might have stolen from them. Little did they know, you only stole a frog. But you shrugged his hilarious accusation and panicked at your current location.

'How the heck did I get to the Kamisato Territory!? I was just in the forest..!'

"Tell me how you got here before I call the guards." How nice. Images of your mother's horror about your sudden appearance on the Kamisato Estate courses through your mind.

"Okay, okay. I was just in the forest and then I unknowingly got here."

"How can I know you're not lying?"

Somehow, you feel like you're being interrogated by an adult. As to prove your innocence, you display the jar in your palm infront of him, and he gazes at it with pure bewilderment. The frog gazes back and you had to stifle your laughter at the sight.

He breaks the gaze, conscious of how hilarious he looks, and locks eyes with you. You blink, he blinks, you blink again.

"...Told you." You bring your hand back to your side as you chuckle at him. His response throws you back to your current problem yet again, "You can leave."

Your eyes widen and you scramble to get to the forest, not even paying the child any glance for the last time you might see him.

Karma greets you once you get home. Your beloved parents snatched all of your frogs as punishment for your absence, lecturing you how you shouldn't go out like that especially when the weather was gloomy.

But when you get to your bed, you silently wished the kid you had met earlier, a cold pillow.

"Mom, I already told you, I'm not interested in anyone!"

"Sweetheart, you're not going to get married, calm down."

She sighs for possibly the 20th time today at her daughter's persistence at refusing to go meet a playmate. Your 18th birthday was nearly coming, therefore there was absolutely no reason to even get a playmate.

It was clear that your mother wanted you to atleast be interested in a guy or some sort, but you refused. Trivialities like that had not even crossed your mind until your mother began to set you up men your age.

Although your mother was fully aware of how capable you are at handling your responsibilities as the next heir, she still insisted in selling marrying you off to men.

You, an independent woman, marrying someone solely for society's favor? Ridiculous, you can fully do that alone. Your parents were aware of it, your father had left you alone but your mother? Oh no, she wouldn't.

It's been 3 years since she's pestered you to go on with someone.

"Sweetie, just this once. Please?"

"Mom what if I'm gay?"

She sighs yet again, mentally facepalming herself at your inconsiderate excuses. Her lips opens to shrug your refusal but you cut her off.

You utter a single word. A single word, unaware that it will change your life, for the better or worst.

"Fine."

A pair of guards greets you at your carriage, wishing you good luck. You shoot them a grateful smile before entering the carriage.

Presently, your mother did not tell you what location you will end up meeting your.. playmate, as what she would call it. The curtain on the window flaps open, revealing a bunch of sakura trees.

After a while, the door to your carriage opens, a chilly breeze immediately hitting you once you step foot on the ground. Your curious gaze steers at the building infront of you, a proud symbol of their clan displayed on top of the building.

It only took you a few seconds to recognize the symbol.

'What the heck, don't tell me mom set me up with one of the Kamisato?'

Their parents were great friends with your own, and often met up with each other. Only the unfortunate passing of the Kamisato's head and his wife broke off any connections your family had with them, as you weren't acquainted with any of their children.

A call of your name breaks your train of thoughts as your gaze follows the source of sound, greeted by a lively figure which was your mom, of course.

"Now, now, come on. I'll introduce you."

Frankly, you hadn't expected that most of their servants would be the ones you were greatly acquaintances with, outside of your social status as a noble.

They all greeted you with warm smiles, offering you tea and pastries as you wait for your "playmate", chattering about stories of their Head and his beautiful sister. You relished in your mother's shock when she saw how well you got along with their servants.

Soon enough, an hour had passed. As you chat away the time, a girl with a poise posture enters the room, catching everyone's attention. The servants calmly stands and bow, along with your mother. Their sudden movement makes you feel pressured enough to join them.

A few greetings were exchanged and you learned that this was your "playmate's" sister, that goes by the name of Ayaka. An elegant aura and a big heart was all you can describe her. Ever so kind and thoughtful, your mother says.

"Please excuse my late brother." You reassure her that it was fine, lying that you can wait when you already want to go home and get lost in books. Perhaps you can capture frogs aswell. She excuses the two of you to discuss a few matters about your current situation.

As you two walk towards the back of their estate, she excitedly chats all her tales with her brother, as you listen to all of her stories. The droplets of water catches your attention, there did you realize that this was their backyard.

A sense of deja vu crawls in your veins. A pile of memories settling in the corner of your mind as you squint your eyes in concentration. Ayaka glances at you before following your gaze.

"Are you alright?" She asks, smiling gently. "Ah, yes. I was simply in awe." You can see the way her eyes brightened with stars. "May I ask if your brother will–"

You were cut off by a tone similar to that of a fox.

"I have arrived." Your companion abruptly stands up, offering you a hand and strides towards the voice. Dusting off dirt in your clothes, you crane your head to glance at what was so interesting.

Lavender eyes lock onto yours, and all you could think of was how familiar this all felt. As if you had met those gaze before. He cocks an eyebrow as you blink at him, words at the tip of your tounge.

When Ayaka speaks, a flood of memories fills your brain. "[Name], this is my brother, Ayato."

'He was the kid I met 6 years ago..!' You bowed deeply at him, leaving your view at the wooden floor as you silently panicked. 'And he's the goddamn Kamisato Head. What did you do, mom!?'

"...And brother, this is [Name]." She finishes, as you muster the unwavering, friendly smile you gave him six years ago. His lips curl into a smirk.

"Ayaka, would you like to give us some alone time to chat?"

'No, please.' You pleaded in the comfort of your mind, smile still unwavering.

A pink blush adorns her face as she agrees and hurriedly rush to the door. Ayato turns to you with a sly smile, indicating that he's gonna do something you will definitely hate.

He breaks the silence, "I apologize for my late appearance." his words doesn't sound sincere at all. Still, you reluctantly hid your discomfort andf respond, "It is understandable, don't worry."

"...Are you still capturing frogs?" The question took you aback, not expecting he'd remember you too. Your breath hitches as you stare at him, pondering on how to perfectly escape your situation. "Yes. Is there perhaps a problem with it?"

"I didn't expect you to be a noble." He bluntly says, evading your not-so question. "I expected you to atleast consider your words before speaking." You counter, with a tone as sweet as sugar.

The silence stretches when the two of you merely stood to admire the serene scenery, not paying attention to his constant glances. His mouth opens,

"Would you agree if I asked you to marry me?"

Your eyes widen ever so slightly, and your mouth ajar at what he said, more surprised at his audacity. You could only hope your face is unreadable when you ask, "why?"

He narrows his eyes and explains, "Your mother pesters you to date, no? And I also have.. a few people who pesters me to date. We both have similar problems, so why not solve them together?" His feet takes a step infront of you.

You place your hand in your chin.

'If I accept his offer, mom wouldn't pester me any longer. And besides, this is Kamisato Ayato, anyways.' You smugly smile to yourself.

That night, your mother was shocked to learn that you and Ayato agreed to date. You couldn't blame her, you refused to cross the line of falling in love after all. Yet here you were, smiling way too proudly to be married off to a man who has high social status.

Also that night, she wanted to discuss about what had happened. Bombarding you with questions on how he had captured your heart like you capture frogs. A relieved sligh slips from her when you reassure her numerous times.

"He didn't tell you?" Your mother suddenly asks.

"Tell me what?"

"He's the one who's been insisting on wanting to go on a date with you for three years," Your mother snickers at the picture of the Kamisato Head pleading her to let her daughter meet him, "After hearing that you capture frogs, which is a bit ridiculous by the way. But I thought he told you." She raises her brow at you, her eyes willing you an answer.

And yet, nothing came out of your mouth. The few signs that you were still alive was that you were breathing and blinking at her dumbfoundedly.

'But you could come up with one conclusion.'

'Ayato likes you because of frogs.'

"Milord, here are the reports." Thoma hands him a few paper. "Mhm, I've found her already." His servant blinks, and blinks again. Furrowing his eyebrows, he curiously asks, "So, she really was a noble, huh?" All he gets is a hum.

Thoma chuckles at his stupidly inlove lord, reminiscing the time where he had multiple guards look for you in the forest, and his parents throwing questions at him.

All those questions and all he says is, "I think I'm interested in someone."

The door opens with a click, and it reveals an excited Ayaka. "Brother! How are you?" She offers Thoma a quick wave of her hand before walking towards Ayato.

"I've been doing fairly well–"

"I told you, [Last name] is the girl! I was wondering why she kept squinting at the backyard." She giggles, "Though I gotta say, your patience is admirable, you waited for her for three years."

"I would love it if someone does that to me too.." it comes out as quietly as possible, but the two hears it. Ayato sends Thoma a knowing look to which Thoma glares at him to shut up.

Ayato sets his pen down and smiles softly at Ayaka, "Sister, you needn't worry about that, someone already has his eyes on you." The teasing lilt in his tone pointedly refers to Thoma stiffening beside him. His dear sister ever so oblivious lets out an 'oh' and blushes profusely.

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