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My Little Secret

Title: My Little Secret

Category: Samurai Warriors/Pokemon Conquest

Rating: T

Pairing: Aya/Kanetsugu

Summary: After a gruesome battle, a day before harvesting season, the Uesugi clan goes to retire for the night, while others focus on healing the wounded. One important figure hides among the shadows to focus on others.

Disclaimer: I do not owe any rights to the Samurai Warriors or the Pokemon franchise.

Author’s Note: This is my secret santa gift for @setethx for the Samurai Warriors Secret Santa Exchange. That’s right! I was your secret Santa! I hope you enjoy this story!

~~Story Begins~~

The lingering scent of gunpowder, smoke, and blood flew into the light spring breeze as the leaves danced into the Uesugi camp in a swirl of reds and oranges. The cries of worried Pokemon partners, families, and wounded soldiers filled the otherwise silent night where they would otherwise be asleep in preparation for the busy day tomorrow.

In one of the tents saved for the wounded, an Alakazam watched in worry as his partner helped tended to the wounded soldiers, ignoring their own serious injuries, especially the deep gash he had quickly bandaged so no one would notice his side bleeding.

“I can sense your worry, my friend,” Alakazam’s partner said. “I will take care of my wound once the seeds have been planted for the harvest season. A lot of our farmers were caught in this battle with the Oda forces and they will need all of the help they can get.”

Alakazam nodded its head. It did love its human partner and shared its views of righteous and justice. It was how its human trained him since he was a small Abra, but he still worried over his human. The psychic pokemon could already tell that the wound was taking its toll on him, but if left untreated, it’s going to get infected. 

“Lord Kanetsuga,” a peasant said as they entered the wounded tent. “I know it has been a long night for our soldiers and our lords, but we could use the help in getting our crops planted.”

The peasant bowed as he continued to talk. “We understand if you cannot help us this season as you fought extremely valiantly in the battlefield and helped take care of the wounded.”

Kanetsuga laughed. “Nonsense, my friend,” he said with a laugh. “I would be more than happy to help with the harvest season again. We must cheer up the spirits of the people as well as it is a time to celebrate! Just allow me a few minutes before I join.”

“Of course, thank you so much Lord Kanetsugu,” the peasant said before leaving.

Alakazam looked at its partner who had already lost some color. It raised its concern in its heart and Kanetsuga could feel it. He patted Alakazam's head with a weak smile. “Don’t worry, once the planting is done, I’ll take care of the wound and then sleep. You go ahead and get some rest. You worked just as hard as I did during the battle and must be exhausted.”

Alakazam watched its partner leave the tent as the dawn’s early rays started to break through the night. The pokemon left the tent and proceeded to head to its human’s private tent.

The sun has risen a few times and something was wrong back in Illusion Froslass and her human partner could sense it as they returned from their training in Avia. They had heard about the Oda forces invading from Cragspur to Illusio, but Kanetsuga had defended it bravely. 

“How interesting,” Aya said. “Kanetsuga would have been at the entrance with a report over the month’s events. He’s not in sight and neither is his Alakazam.”

Her Frolass let out a hum of questioning.

“Maybe the unsuspecting warlord of Aurora moved him to a different kingdom,” Aya said and shook her head. “No. They have been strategic in making sure that someone who is originally from the kingdom and knows the terrain stays there.”

“Lady Aya,” a messenger said as he ran up to her. “I’m sorry for the delay, but I have the report.”

“Where is Kanetsugu?” Aya said. “It is unusual for him to relay on a messenger when my dear brother or myself return.”

The messenger looked nervous. “He is currently unable to, Lady Aya. That’s what my report is about.”

“Oh? He has been known to get sidetracked with helping around Illusion, but he never forgets when we are scheduled to return,” Aya said.

The messenger shook his head. “Lady Aya, Lord Kanetsuga is currently running a dangerous high fever. The doctors are unsure if he will make it through another month.”

“Lead me to him,” Aya said in the chill tone of voice that was usually reserved for Lady No. 

“Yes, ma’am,” the messenger said, “but as a warning, he hasn’t been very conscious or audible in what he’s saying.”

When Aya reached his private quarters and walked inside, she instantly knew this was going to be a tough battle. Alakazam looked up at her from his spot by Kanetsuga’s side, his powers were still working on changing the bandages on the wound that was infected with puss leaking out.

“You have been doing a good job of taking care of your partner by yourself,” Aya said. “Get some rest. Frolass and I will help.”

Aya would not let anyone know that she was slightly pleased when Kanetsuga leaned his head into her chilled hands when she placed them on his sweaty forehead or that the happy hum he let out was as adorable as her Frolass.

Maybe when Ransei is finally united as one country and the war is over, maybe she will tease Kanetsugu about this. Then maybe she could convince her brother to nudge Kanetsugu to act on his feelings for her, but with a war where Nobunga has no problems exploiting weaknesses, and No taunting her about beauty whenever they are in each other’s presence, she can only enjoy these little moments. Until then, she will enjoy these moments where they can be themselves with their pokemon and not have to worry about expectations. 

#pokemon conquest #@ransei-secretsanta #setethx #samurai warriors #Aya/Kanetsugu #Pokemon conquest and samurai warriors #I might have forgotten how much of a dork Kanetsugu was until I refreshed my memory #ransei secret santa #pokemon conquest secret santa #PoCon secret santa #samurai warriors secret santa

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Have you heard the news, warriors?

It’s time for another year of the Pokemon Conquest / Samurai Warriors Secret Santa!

Let’s face it, this year has been rough for Ransei. So we’ve decided it’s time to bring back some holiday cheer! We’ve had so much fun watching this exchange grow over the last three years, and we hope that year four can be the biggest one yet! 

How does it work?

- Reblog this post anytime before December 1st to let us know that you want in. Once you’ve reblogged this post, send your wishlist through Tumblr’s messaging system to head mod @daphneblakess​

- What should you put on your wishlist? 3 to 5 characters, ships, kingdoms, clans, etc. from the Pokemon Conquest and/or Samurai Warriors games. Please tell us which game continuities you would like your gifts to be from! This helps to make the exchange accessible to people from both fandoms, and to pair you with someone similar. NSFW requests are allowed, but only if both parties are comfortable with it and over 18.

- On December 1st, your Secret Santa will be messaged your url and wishlist. While it’s not mandatory, we encourage you to send them some friendly anons throughout the month!

- You will have until December 25th to create your gifts. We understand that not everybody feels confident gifting artwork, so your gift can also be fanfiction, a playlist, headcanons, or anything else you can think of! The only requirements are that it matches something on your recipient’s wishlist, and that it looks like you put effort into it. After all, you wouldn’t want to receive something that looked like it was made in five minutes.

- On December 25th, post your creation in the tag #pokemon conquest secret santa and tag the user who it’s for! If for some reason you won’t be able to post your gift until past this deadline, or if you have to drop out, you must notify us at least a week in advance. We understand that life can get busy around the holidays, but it’s not fair to your recipient when everyone else has gotten their gifts and you’ve left them hanging with no explanation.

- The final deadline to post gifts will be January 1st, and this will only be extended to people who message us before December 25th. Due to issues with this in prior years, we will unfortunately have to blacklist anyone who fails to post their gift by this deadline from participating in the future.

More than anything else, we want this exchange to continue being about having fun, helping people in fandom meet each other, and creating new content! We need you all to help make that happen. Happy holidays, and as always, we can’t wait to see what you come up with!

#allright lets do this #so prepared to do this again #so happy with my gift last year #10/10 excited #samurai warriors #pokemon conquest secret santa #pokemon conquest #samurai pokemon secret santa #whoever I get Im sorry but you will be receiving a story #i cant draw to save my life #Masamune and Heroine #Yukimura and Heroine #Hanbei and Kanbei #Story will also possibly feature combinations of Pokemon Conquest and Samurai Warriors

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I swear Im going to try and get all of my Bederia week submissions up tomorrow. Why does life always get in the way when I look forward to actually getting stuff done before deadlines.

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Looks like my story for the first day of bederia week will be late T_T. Just didnt have the energy to really work on it. However I finally did work how another story of mine will work.

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Reblog if Fan Fics are just as valid as Fan Art

Affirmation for writers, please!!

Likes do nothing!!

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Sothis Does Protect

Category: Code Realize/ Fire Emblem Three Houses

Pairing: Cardia/Lupin

Rating: T 

Slight spoilers for FE3H

Summary: Cardia used to be loved, she remembers the times she spent in sunshine with her mother, father, and brother. After her mother’s untimely death and the ritual Lady Rhea tried went wrong.

Disclaimer: This is an AU so it does not follow either game’s storyline. I also do not owe the rights to either franchise, but I do own my love for the games. I also do not own the right for this idea as it solely belongs to @soarinsoraya . Thanks to you for giving me the idea and while this is not what you wanted I hope you still enjoy it.

~~Story Begins~~

I do not trust Lady Rhea, Cardia. When the time comes, you must cut your own path in life. Your life is no one else’s but your own.

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Monster. Failure. How DARE you take my mother away from me!

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In a dark, cold, damp tomb hidden in the monstrary that remains untouched except for two people. A person who expected a dead mother to return and a follower who feels obligated to follow an insane woman.

A young girl sits on a stone throne fit for a goddess, a ghastly dull pale sword that doesn’t look like a regular sword sits at her feet. Her long brown hair glow in the dark chamber from a power that was not meant to be hers. Her amber eyes were closed as her head rested on her knees that she had pulled up to her chest. The light from her hair illuminated her pale skin that has not seen the sun in what feels like ages. A simple white dress did little to protect her from the chilliness of the tomb and the only article of clothing her captor allowed her to have after the unsuccessful ritual.

Her eyes opened in small movements, almost like she’s been in deep hibernation the whole time. She heard footsteps that were too quiet and slow to be Lady Rhea’s. The footsteps stopped and her eyes fully opened. 

At the first step to the throne stood a man she has never seen before. His brown hair framed his face that had more color than her own, but it wasn’t colored. His orange eyes were as filled with surprise as her own upon the each other’s presence. A red jacket covered a style of clothes that she had not seen before as he did not look like Seteth or Rhea.

“You know, when I read Isaac’s diary and stole Lady Rhea’s personal diary to read about her plans, I thought I was going to meet a trapped soul in a demonic beast state,” the man said. “I wasn’t expecting to see a beautiful lady.”

“Who...are you?” the lady said as she straightened out in the throne.

“Where are my manners, my lady,” the stranger said with a bow. “My name is Arsene Lupin. The leader of the Leicester Alliance, and gentleman thief extraordinaire. You are Ms. Cardia Beckford, correct? The wielder of the Sword of the Creator?”

“You’ve heard of me?” Cardia said in surprise.

“Yes. Isaac talks about you and Finis with a lot of emotion in his diary, but Lady Rhea made it seem like you had become a demonic beast,” Lupin said. “I have come to steal the sword, but as long as the sword comes with, I don’t mind stealing something more valuable.”

“What could be more valuable than the Sword of the Creator?” Cardia said.

“You.”

A plume of smoke blocked her vision of the visitor. She felt the sword being moved from her feet before an arm was wrapped around her waist. She was lifted off of her sleeping spot, the only place she has known for an unknown amount of time, and was held close to a warm body.

When was the last time she had felt another human’s warmth?

“There is more than just me, but let me be the first to say. Welcome to the Golden Deer house. We have just declared war upon Lady Rhea and the Church of Serios.”

#code realize #arsène lupin #cardia beckford #it's not what you wanted or requested #but I hope it works #you gave me the idea and it has came to life #crossover with fire emblem three houses #golden deer taking the treasure

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Childhood Friends

Title: Childhood Friends

Category: Pokemon

Relationship: implied Bederia 

Rating: T

Summary: Before Bede went into the orphanage, he was friends with Gloria. They had promised to always be friends, but Gloria moved to Postwick and Bede’s life fell apart.  Years later, they meet again as rivals and it is only after Gloria becomes the Champion that she attacks Bede in a way she’s been wanting to do since the Opening Ceremony. 

Author’s Note: Merry Christmas to everyone, especially to jane-plane and pkmntrashcan who makes some of the most awesome Pokemon fanfiction stories. Also, when I get into a new fandom/shipdom it takes me awhile to get used to writing them. So I’m sorry that this isn’t one of my best works in terms of characters.

Disclaimer: I own no rights to the Pokemon franchise.

~~Story Begins~~

Red.

That was all Bede could see when he saw Gloria enter the Pokemon League with another young boy who he never saw before. The kid claiming that he was the younger brother and the one who will defeat the undefeated Champion. 

This kid claiming that Gloria was his rival with the brightest smile on his face. She looked so happy to be in the league.

“That’s okay,” Bede said to his Hatenna who seemed like it wanted to run away from her trainer. “I don’t need Gloria. It seems like she has moved on and so will I.”

~~

Gloria knew Bede the moment he pushed Hop and herself aside, but she did not know the person who he has become. He had always pushed her past her limits when they were younger with small insults that actually encouraged her to keep going, but he wasn’t cold or arrogant about it. He wasn’t the Bede that she knew and wondered if this change of attitude is why he stopped sending her letters.

Hop drags her out of the building before she can talk to Bede. She looks over her shoulder towards the challenger in the pink coat who locks eyes with her in an intense glare.

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Bede did not remember the reason why he’s in the Wild Area, waist deep in water as he glares at the tiny island. He knows he’s looking for a Gallade to add onto his team, but he doesn’t remember why.

Did Opal ask him to? Was it to try and keep his Gardevior and Hatterina from fighting? Would that even work? Would anything stop those two from fighting? Who knows?

Bede does know that if he takes one more step towards the island than he’ll have to start swimming which was not on his plans for today.

Why hasn’t he caught himself a water-type Pokemon for situations like these yet?

“Bede!” A female voice said from behind them. It made him flinch at first before he heard splashes behind him in a rapid succession. That caused him to spin around just as that other annoying voice yelled for Gloria to stop.

Once he turned around, he saw the familiar and old (why did she keep that old thing) green knitted hat on the shore and a blur of dark blue hair in his eyes. He felt their combined weight go backwards as the momentum pushed them to the deeper part of the lake. Arms had wrapped around his stomach with just enough room to wiggle his own arms free from the gasp as his eyes went wide.

A loud splash later with some disorientation, Bede found himself underwater as schools of Magikarps and Mantykes swim away. His white hair stuck to his head but he looked up and with the weight of a Champion who still clung onto his body. He kicked his legs upwards and took a big gasp of air as he broke through the surface.

“Why did you do that?” Bede said as he tried to push Gloria off of him with a glare while treading water. “I didn’t want to swim today!”

“I told you that I would get payback someday when we were children. This was my chance, but I didn’t know you was this deep in the water,” Gloria said.

“Whatever,” Bede said. “Let go of me so we can swim to the shore. I need to go home and change into dry clothes.”

“I can’t swim.”

“Gloria, Bede, are you two okay?” Hop asked from the shore. 

“You still don’t know how to swim? After all of these years, you still didn’t learn how to swim?” Bede said in a scream. “Why did you think I pushed you into the lake the first time? Just to spite you? To make your day horrible?”

“I did get sick the next day, no thanks to you,” Gloria said back.

“And did I not apologize everyday when I visited you when I brought over your homework and soup?” Bede said with a huff. He took a look at the Champion who clung to him like a child. 

Her brown eyes showed fear as her bottom lip trembled, her skin made her look like a human ghost and would have put Allister’s mask to shame.

“You’re still terrified of water, aren’t you,” Bede said in a whisper. 

Nod.

Bede let out a sigh. “It won’t do me good to let the Champion drown then. Who else will give me a challenge?”

“Is it because of that and not the fact that there is a witness?” Gloria said with a chuckle as Bede moved her behind him and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

“That’s also a factor, a small through,” Bede said with sarcasm. A small slap on the back of his shoulder made him smile.

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Bede gave a skeptical look to Gloria as he held onto a Luxury ball that Gloria just gave him. 

“What’s this?” he asked.

“An apology for yesterday. I didn’t mean to cause that much trouble,” Gloria said. “I also need to know something.”

“What do you possibly need to know?”

“Why did you quit writing to me?” Gloria said. “It was something Mom and I couldn’t figure out.”

“I didn’t. You quit writing to me. Once I went into the orphanage, I never received a single letter from you,” Bede said. “I sent letters begging for you and your mom to adopt me so I wouldn’t have to stay there anymore. It was horrible there and you just abandoned me.”

“No. We never received anything like that,” Gloria said with a shake of her head. “When Mom had heard what happened, we went to the orphanage to find you. They said you were already at the Trainer School because you were adopted by Rose.”

“Obviously, someone has lied to you then. That man never adopted me,” Bede said with another venom in his voice to make a poison-type Pokemon look tame. “He used me to achieve his desires and then tossed me aside.” 

Bede expression changed from murderous to shock as he finally registered what she just said.

“Wait, you and your Mom were looking for me,” Bede said. “You didn’t abandon me?”

Gloria shook her head. “No. I wanted to hug you and cry when we saw each other at the Opening Ceremony because for the longest time I thought you were dead. Hop wouldn’t let me breathe from all of his excitement and then your were cold and arrogant. I didn’t have a chance to truly talk to you until now, but Hop wants a rematch and I really need to get going.”

Bede just raised an eyebrow.

“So, uhm. Mom would like for you to come over anytime. You can bring Opal with you. She misses you as well and it will give us some time to catch up.”

Bede watched as Gloria left the Ballonlea Gym. He thought the crush he had on her when they were children had disappeared. It just returned ten-fold and he knows for a fact that Opal will pick up on it within one minute of his next training session with her.

#bederia #Bede/Gloria #dressedinpink? #still confused #belated christmas present #@jane plane #please check out @pkmntrashcan #pokemon swsh

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Pink

Title: Pink

Category: Pokemon

Relationship: implied Bederia

Rating: T

Summary: Opal knows what she’s talking about when she focuses on pink. She isn’t crazy as everyone believes she is, but she can see things others can’t. There is a reason why she’s so focused on pink.

Author’s Note: This is a freeform drabble that wouldn’t leave my head until it was typed up. It is also one of my late christmas gifts to @pkmntrashcan who I love her stories. All of them are works of pure art and deserve all of the love in the world. I hope that she and all of you enjoys this

Disclaimer: I own no rights to the Pokemon franchise.

~~Story Begins~~

Opal has seen a lot in her 88 (or 16 in Gloria’s case) years of life and has learned from her adventures. She has also won many bets with her older colleagues about who will be the next gym leaders.

Milo didn’t surprise anyone when he took over the grass gym leader position. He tended to dote and love grass types more than any other type of pokemon. To Opal, the color that surrounded Milo was of the calmest greens she had ever seen. 

Nessa was her first bet won of 200 pokedollars.. Nessa wanted to be a model and she worked hard for the job of being a model. However, Opal knew that Nessa would be perfect to do both even through everyone but Nessa and herself said it was impossible. The aura of Nessa was a beautiful swirl of a raging blue of her beloved water types and the pure white light aura of those who live in front of a camera. It was perfectly balanced mixture.

Kabu wasn't surprised either as the man lived and breathed in the mines. The red aura that circled around Kabu was brighter than the red flames of two dueling Magmars. She’s still waiting ten more years to win a bet about that being the time he’ll start looking for a replacement.

Sonia’s yellow aura showed that she would be the perfect electric gym leader if it wasn’t for the fact that Galar didn’t have an electric gym. Sonia also wanted to follow in her grandmother’s footsteps and the yellow aura always dimmed when she listened to Magnolia talk about her life. Opal knew that it was because Magnolia didn’t want Sonia to suffer the same fate that she did when she was young. 

Bea’s tan brown aura matched her fighting spirit that provided the competitor’s with a rough battle that took out about half of those in the Pokemon Challenge. Allister with his dark purple aura and connection to ghost Pokemon was a surprise for Opal as he took over the gym leadership at such a young age, but she still won the bet over both of them being a gym leader for the same gym. It didn’t take her seeing their auras to realize that the times they needed to leave the Galar region allowed them to trade off on being gym leaders. When Bea had to travel to the Orre region to take her place on Mt. Battle, Allister was the gym leader. Then whenever Allister traveled to the Kanto region to pay his respects at the Lavender Tower, Bea took over the gym leadership.

Of course, the fate of the Circhester gym rested on a mother and son relationship. The light blue aura of Melony matched her love for ice-type pokemon. She was also known for giving the cold shoulder to her son who never agreed with her love of ice pokemon. His aura of brown showed his stubbornness with his mom because she didn’t agree with his love of rock-type pokemon. Rumors state that Melony hates rock-type Pokemon because one of them destroyed a classic ice sculpture that she had created. Gordie doesn’t believe it, but his aura matches the rock-type Pokemon that he is a natural leader when the time calls for it. He also defeats more competitors when he’s in charge of the gym while his mother is away than his own mother does. Something about challengers getting frustrated with sand being blown into their eyes hurt more than snow.

Piers aura of wasn’t as black as Marine’s. It was evident at first that he never wanted to be a gym leader as his love was more of performing than it was with gym battles and his love of dark type Pokemon was because they danced more in tune to the hard metal music that he writes. She has a bet waiting to be won for the day when he visits the Kalos region and finally uses the special Z-type moves with the dark type where Nanu makes Piers take over the Grand Trial there. Yes, she can see that Team Skull and Piers would make for a lovely concert that she will be waiting to see.

Raihan’s dark purple aura made him the most natural choice of being Hammerlocke’s gym leader and she won a 5,000 pokedollar bet over that. His calm and cool attitude with the love of selfies had people believing he didn’t understand the amount of power that dragon-types had, but he had an easier time training them than Lance. In fact, dragon-type pokemon just seems to love Raihan. Opal has seen Raihan get mad and his rage matches the true strength of dragon-type pokemon. She knows for a fact that Leon will never forget Sonia’s birthday ever again. 

She had been waiting for Bede to arrive at her gym because he had caught her eye since the opening ceremony. The shade of pink that surrounded him was so bright that it blinded her. He was the perfect candidate to take over the gym challenge for fairy-type. The sense of misdirection and being tricked are what fairies enjoy doing and as a victim of it, Bede would be the perfect leader.

When she saw him in Hammerlocke, after he was kicked out of the League, she instantly went after him because his aura was even brighter than before.

His aura spoke volumes of what Rose (Opal never liked him) did to Bede and her heart broke. She decided then and there that she will adopt him officially as her own as well make him her successor. It will be a long road, but he will come out on top. She glanced at Gloria and nodded more to herself.

Gloria’s colorful aura showed more gold when Bede was around and that same gold outlined his own. She will try her luck at playing matchmaker sometime later, but for now, she had a young child to adopt.

#Bede/Gloria #bederia #dressedinpink? #i think #im not good with pokemon ship names #so many trainers i love #belated Christmas present #@jane-plane #please check out @pkmntrashcan #much better stories than mine #pokemon swsh

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Writers: If you enjoyed writing it, that’s enough. Writing can be an end in itself. It doesn’t have to be “good” by anyone else’s standards. It doesn’t have to be published or validated in any way. Delight in putting words on the page. Delight in falling down pretty rabbit holes that might not “make sense” to others. IT’S OKAY TO WRITE JUST TO WRITE, just to have fun, just to please yourself. This is your permission slip. Go forth and create nonsense. I’m cheering for you. xo

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Questions

Hey everyone, I would like some opinions. Would you guys prefer if I just uploaded my stories to Archive of Our Own and shared the link here or would you like me to submit it to tumblr as well? I would also like to know if you guys would like a preview of some of my works in progress so you can see what stories I'm working on?

#author note #need answers #will this work? #will I get a response #please let me know #digimon story hacker's memory #digimon story cyber #digimon story cyber sleuth #digimon story #fugitiveshipping #arata sanada x ami aiba #ami x arata #ami/arata #aiba ami #arata sanada #pokemon #pokemon swsh #pokemon heartgold #pokemon soulsilver #fanfiction #all my fandoms

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#help #i can't stop laughing over this #its about as bad as when I told all my coworkers ill see them in a year #they all wanted to know how I got a whole year off #only to see me the next day #those were fun days

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Pray For the Fish

Title: Pray for the Fish

Category: Digimon

Pairing: Ami/Arata

Rating: M - language

Summary: Ami suddenly wishes that her knowledge of the English language wasn’t so great.

Prompt: “This is a totally inappropriate soundtrack.”

Disclaimer: I don’t own any right to the Digimon franchise or the song.

Author’s Note: If you wish to listen to the song then look up Pray for the Fish by Randy Travis

~~Story Begins~~

Have you ever went to a place that you didn’t want to go to because your friends were going? That proverbial question ‘If all your friends jumped off a bridge, would you jump off the bridge with them?’ Have you ever went with your friends because you know someone responsible needs to watch them so they won’t do something stupid and illegal and you were the responsible person in the friendship?  Have you ever went to a place that you had no desire of going to, but you went because your love interest was going and you didn’t want them to be ogling someone else and they forget all about you?

That is the position Arata was in right now.

It was a last-minute plan of hanging out which was supposed to be a girls night out. Nokia wanted to go out and enjoy being single after she broke up with her most recent boyfriend. So, she planned on going to the popular and hottest party place with Ami and Yuuko at the last moment.

By last minute it meant that Nokia planned it an hour before they opened and it was a thirty-minute subway ride from Kamishiro Enterprise HQ. It also took Nokia and Yuuko thirty minutes to get ready.

Yuuko instantly agreed. She loved parties as much as Nokia and she needed to relax. Ami didn’t agree right away but knowing that the two party animals were crazy when drunk, she agreed to go.

Yuugo called Arata and asked him to go with the girls. That’s when Arata found out they were going to a male strip bar and Ami walked out of the room. She wore a black cocktail dress.

He was not going to sit back and let Ami go to a male strip bar. He had no desire to go there, but Arata wasn’t going to let someone else get close to her, even with the fact that they are roommates who were also friends with benefits. 

Especially since he actually wanted a relationship with her.

“So bored,” Ami said from beside him. 

He watched her out of the corner of his eye. She was sitting at the bar next to him. She held onto a margarita glass that held pink colored liquid with a yellow umbrella that was standard for her cocktail.

“I thought you females liked this sort of thing,” Arata said.

Ami rolled her eyes. “If I enjoyed this sort of thing that I could just ask you to perform for me.”

“Haha,” he said sarcastically. He took a drink of his water “Good luck with that.”

“I would do it for you if you asked,” Ami said.

“I didn’t realize that one of my kinks was watching people fall on their face.”

Ami laughed. “No, that’s not the reason why I’m uninterested. None of the dancers are my type.”

Arata watched as Ami sat her glass down and lifted her hands above her head. She stretched and Arata took a glance at her long legs.

“You have a certain type?”

“Yes. All of the strippers have short hair. I much prefer to have my hands grip long hair.”

Arata scoffed. “So picky. I wasn’t asking for details. A simple yes or no would have sufficed.”

“Sure it would’ve,” Ami said. “Any sign of the two?”

Arata scanned the crowd. “Yeah, they are by the dancing arcade.”

“They’ll be safe there,” Ami said with a smile and took her drink. She played with the umbrella.

“Isn’t that your first glass still?”  Arata asked. 

“Yeah, I didn’t want to leave the apartment, but someone has to watch Nokia and Yuuko.”

“You know,” Arata said. “You need to relax. I can see the stress just burying you.”

“What do you think I am doing?” Ami said and raised her glass.

“You haven’t even allowed the drink to touch your lips.”

“I thought Yuugo asked you to watch Nokia and Yuuko?”

“He said girls so all three.”

Ami crossed the leg closest to him over her other leg. “And I’ve been a good girl so no need to watch me so closely.”

Arata took a drink of his water to hide his swallow as Ami grabbed the umbrella out of her drink.

“I know how you get when you’re drunk,” Arata said once he finally found his voice.

“I don’t recall you complaining about it,” Ami said spinning the tiny umbrella. “If I recall, you actually enjoy it.”

“No one is going to deny a sexy lady’s wish to walk around the apartment in their lingerie while talking about sexual fantasies and demonstrating it.”

Ami moved the paper umbrella up the side of her leg that faced Arata. He watched the slow journey it made as it touched her dress. 

Damn him and his love for her long legs. For her, in general.

“What are you doing?” he asked as the umbrella was moved over the dress.

“Keeping my mind active, I believe I did say I was bored.”

Everybody gathered where the river runs wider

Arata brought his face close to hers, a primal look in his eyes. “You know you shouldn’t tease me like this.”

At the edge of town

“Arata,” Ami said with a chuckle. “I’ve been teasing you. I may not be as smart as you, but I can read people better than you.”

To see if that Eddie Lee Vaughn baptism

“What?” Ami said looking at the stereo set-up on the ceiling.

Arata growled but pulled back. As much as he would love to take Ami to a dark corner and trap her there. He needed to be responsible. He promised Yuugo that he’ll watch Yuuko and he didn’t have time yesterday or today to go buy condoms even though Ami was on the pill.

Was really gonna go down

“What’s interesting about the ceiling?” Arata said.

“No, the song,” Ami said. “I think it’s some type of Christianity song.”

Folk bet their hard-earned money that water wouldn’t change a thing

Arata coughed. “What? We are in a strip bar.”

“I know! That’s why I’m confused.”

Arata tried to listen to it, but he couldn’t understand it. “It’s an English song.”

“Yeah, but the word baptism has been said,” Ami said and looked at Arata. 

“Funny,” Arata snickered. “We are all sinners in this place and they play a Christianity song.”

They set the odds at a hundred to one his soul would never come clean

“I envy you right now,” Ami said with a pout. “I ruined the mood because of my English.”

Arata shrugged. “We need to watch our two friends anyway.”

She kept pouting at him.

“Stop pouting,” Arata said. “The bright side is that I’ll never look at this place the same way.”

The preacher said, “People take a moment or two”

“I mean that’s a plus, but you’ve been under a lot of stress at work,” Ami said and uncrossed her legs as she noticed one of the dancers kept looking at her legs. Arata noticed it too, but he didn’t know which dancer it was so he could send them a death glare. “Yuugo shouldn’t have you babysit when the workload he gives you is too much for one person.”

Arata watched as Ami looked down. 

“He wants it to be done right so it’s fine. You have a bigger workload than mine and that’s just from your cyber sleuth job.”

Ami bit her bottom lip. 

There’s something we need to do

“Kyoko fired me,” Ami said quietly.

“Wait what? Why did she fire you? When did she fire you?” Arata said.

“I’m going to go find Nokia and Yuuko so we can leave,” Ami said.

Arata grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him. “Why did you get fired?”

“I got injured on a case and was considered a liability,” Ami said. 

“Where?” Arata said with a growl. 

“Hey, it’s nothing serious. I can actually focus on Mom’s translations and edits,” Ami said with a smile. 

“That right there is already a workload but,” Arata said only to freeze has Ami grabbed his jacket. “Ami?”

She pulled herself to him and kissed him hard.

Pray for the fish

She pulled away, but Arata tugged on her arm and pulled her back to him. He covered her mouth with his.

Kami, he was already addicted to her body and while he’s been busy with work, he never realized how much he missed her.

He pulled away from her to sit his glass down and got out of his chair. He helped Ami down from her chair and started to pull her towards the farthest and darkest part of the building.

“Arata,” Ami said when she was pushed against the wall. He blocked her escape with his hands on either side of her head.

“I thought you had a type,” Arata said as he nipped her neck.

“I do,” Ami said. Goosebumps formed on her skin when his hair skimmed against her bare skin.

They won’t know what’s coming

“Do you want to know what - AH! - they are?” Ami asked and blushed when Arata bit her shoulder after moving the thin straps of her dress.

“Yes,” Arata growled into her skin.

When the sins starts rolling off the likes of him

“Long black hair,” Ami said as she tangled her fingers in Arata’s hair. “Grey eyes. A genius who tries to hide that they are a nerd-”

Arata rested his forehead on Ami’s shoulder. 

“Someone who is like a big brother to everyone and a terrible cook.”

He pulled his head back and looked at her at her. “I feel like all those details fit me.”

“Then you would be right,” Ami said with a smile. “Because I only know one person that fits my type.”

Lord, be with ‘em, they ain’t done nothin’

Arata kissed her. He moved his hands down to her hips and held her close to him. Why did he wait so long to kiss her again?

“Kami, I missed you,” Arata whispered against her lips. “What do you say about going to dinner with me?”

“When?”

“Tonight.”

Please, won’t you leave them just a little bit of room to swim?

“What about Yuuko and Nokia?”

“Fuck them,” Arata said. “Especially since now we are exclusive and no more of this friend with benefits.”

Pray for the fish

“Sorry. It’s just that,” Ami said with a laugh. She wrapped her arms around Arata’s neck. “This is a totally inappropriate soundtrack for a strip bar.”

#digimon #digimon story #digimon story cyber sleuth #Ami Aiba #Arata Sanada #fugitiveshipping #Ami/Arata #Ami Aiba/Arata Sanada #Pray for the Fish is a good song #tumblr dialogue prompt

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1-5, 20-25 :D

23AAAAA thank you for asking!!. I know I haven’t really uploaded a lot of stories this year due to everything going on, but I am determined to change that as a part of my new year’s resolution.

1. I would have to say it was a part of Lonashipping week July 16th - Soulmates.

2. My least favorite is one that I will be uploading later today and it was supposed to be taken serious but unfortunately it looks like I was high on some kind of drug instead of a migraine, but it’s called No Logic in Horror and nothing in that story makes any sense.

3. My favorite line that I wrote this year is from an upcoming work that I plan on uploading for Ami/Arata fic. 

‘Ami faked a small cough to cover up her chuckle. “You haven’t heard the - oh! You’ll see in three...two...one...”

4. The total number of words I wrote this year is over 5,000. The problem is a lot of my stories would have been updated if I can ever find my missing (and still lost) notebooks that hold the stories of Hidden Moments and The Marked Ones. I also have so many story ideas written down that I really need to buy a planner so I can have an upload system.

5. I honestly have no idea which one is my most popular since all of them receive about the same amount of notes. However, Reversal seems to have the most notes with 20.

20. 0 unless its on Fanfiction.net because I don’t use that website very often anymore.

21. The most memorable comment/review that I’ve received was from my Ransel Secret Santa present when they said they were going to brawl because I wrote them a story.

22. The events that I proceeded this year were Lonashipping week and the week where they used flowers, along the Ransei Secret Santa. I’m hoping next year I can join more and actually be on time.

23. Fics that I want to write but didn’t are mostly M rated ones where it deals with the Alpha/Beta/Omega but they might be planned for next year as they are still in the works progress.

24. Favorite fic that I have read this year. Ooohh boy. So many!! So many of them because of all the road trips I took this year due to my mom’s surgery being out of town and just staying at the hospital. I would say there are two of them that I keep going back too. Chasing the Sun Chapter 5 by Technicolour (Lirriel) on Ao3 which deals with Arata/Ami and then Meet Me Under the Mistletone by pkmntrashcan. 

25. There is so many fics, but if you love Pokemon and are a big Lonashipping fan, I would highly recommend pkmntrashcan’s Planning for Disaster. (I am also envious over how much detail they put into the story and I’m trying to be at that level as well.)

Thank you so much for asking. It made me feel very special and I finally know that my Ask box is working. :3 

#digimon #digimon story #digimon story cyber sleuth #pokemon #thank you so much for asking #please check out @pkmntrashcan #their works are great #unlike mine

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Breaking News

Title: Breaking News

Category: Digimon

Rating: T

Pairing: Ami/Arata

Summary: Arata wants to go to a convention about reporters. Ami tries to talk him out of it, but they still end up going. He finds out why she was so hesitant later.

Prompt: “I really wish you’d told me your mother was in town.”

Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to Digimon

Author’s Note: I’m just throwing this out here but for some reason, this story I am very proud of. I don’t know why, but every time I reread it I just felt proud. I haven’t felt this proud in my stories in a long time.

~~Story Begins~~

“Please, Ami,” Arata said. “I just want to go to one’s person’s talk. After that, we can leave.”

Ami stared at Arata. His face did not match the desperation that was showing in his grey eyes and his long black shaggy hair only highlighted the intensity of his grey eyes. “We can’t go next year?” she said hopefully.

She already knew the answer.

“No. Yukino only shows up to these conventions once every five years because of how busy she is. This year has been her biggest year since she started,” Arata said.

“I’m sure it will be uploaded online,” she said. 

“It won’t have the same feel. Why are you doing this?”

Because I don’t want you to leave me.

Ami closed her eyes for a second. She knew that her fear and anxiety would show in her ocean blue eyes and while her flaming red hair would be able to hide her eyes, it would be weird for her to suddenly take her hair out of its side pony. 

“Fine,” she said with a sigh that allowed her emotions to escape. A sigh that Arata picked up on. “I’ll go with you, but I won’t go to Yukino’s speech.”

I can’t destroy the image that everyone has for her. I could never measure up to her.

“Ami, is something the matter?” Arata said. 

“Nope, everything is okay. I’m just disappointed I’ll miss the biggest episode of my soap opera,” Ami said. “I could sneak out and watch it while you listen to Yukino’s speech.”

She didn’t see Arata’s furrowed brow. “Ami, you don’t even watch soap operas,” he said. “Besides, Yukino’s speech isn’t scheduled at any of the times that soap operas come on.”

“Summer assignment.  Need to watch three episodes and do a character study on all of the major characters,” Ami said. 

“Okay, and you plan on doing this during Yukino’s speech?” 

“It will give me something to do since I know she’s the only one speaking at that time,” Ami said. “This way you can stay longer and -”

“As much as I would love to get her autograph, I’m not that patient to wait in line,” Arata said. “You really don’t want to go, do you?”

“Not really,” Ami said. 

He kissed her forehead. “Thank you.”

~~Digimon~~

“You know, you didn’t have to dress up,” Arata said glad he had his hood up to hide his ears. 

“What?  You don’t like it?” Ami said as she poked his side. Her yellow shirt was replaced with a white shirt that had no sleeves and ruffles in the front and a black skirt.

“I never said that,” Arata said. “Shall we go?”

“Of course,” Ami said with a smile.

~~Digimon~~

Ami stayed close to Arata’s side. She had a tendency of getting lost in places like these, but she also trying to avoid someone.

She didn’t want her to see them.

“You okay?” Arata said. 

“Yeah, why? Oh, am I getting too close to you?” Ami said. She took a couple steps away from him.  “Sorry.”

Arata watched her. People did surround them, but he doesn’t know who they are and they are too busy in their own conversations to pay attention. He knows Ami is a saint, someone who deserves a man (or woman) that is a lot better than him, but he’s selfish. He’s been selfish the entire year that they’ve dated and she’s been patient.

She has the brightest smile on her face when she was allowed to poke him in order to tease or get his attention. She accepts his small kisses on her forehead and knows that is his way of saying ‘I love you’ because he’s too much of a coward to say them to her. 

Next month they will have their one-year anniversary and he hasn’t properly kissed her yet.

“Arata?” Ami said in a small voice.

He reached over and grabbed her hand to pull her back to him. The grip of his hand didn’t loosen or change when she was too stunned to try and ask him if he was sure. He did use this moment to intertwined his fingers in between hers.

“You wasn’t too close. I know how easy it is to lose you in crowds like this for some reason,” Arata said as he allowed her to see the pink on his cheeks which meant his ears were red. “I know you didn’t want to come here, but you seem like you are in a room filled with predators and that you are prey.”

“Ah. Sorry. I didn’t think it was that obvious,” Ami said.

“Is there someone here who you are trying to avoid?”

Ami nodded her head and swallowed.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because you really wanted to go,” Ami said with a smile. “As long as I keep an eye out, I’m 60% sure that if I see her, I can escape before she notices me.”

“Is this person dangerous?”

“Oh! You should get going so you can have a good seat for Yukino’s talk.”

“What about you?”

“I’ll work on my soap opera project,” Ami said. She leaned up and kissed his cheek before she walked away.

Arata felt her hand pull away and he watched her walk away. He frowns. He didn’t realize that the person who she was avoiding would be here or that they were dangerous. He looked at his hand before he shoved it in his pocket. He was already missing the feel of her small, smooth, delicate hand in his own oversized hand.

~~Digimon~~

“That was super amazing!” Arata said. 

He was walking next to Ami and they were heading back to his apartment. 

“Yukino is so amazing and cool. Not only is she a hard-core overseas reporter, but she is also a big fan of history and video games!”

“I’m glad you had fun,” Ami said.

“Thank you so much for coming with me. You really should have listened to Yukino’s talk. Your mother is a reporter, isn’t she?”

“Yes, why?”

“Yukino gave a lot of notes over how to be the best reporter and everyone was taking notes!” Arata said as his pace quickened so he walked ahead of her.

He was still talking about Yukino’s talk and Ami knew he was in his fanboy state, but it hurt. Because he was talking about Yukino. Just like her past boyfriends.

She’s only had three boyfriends in her 21 years of life, but she’s left the last two because of Yukino. The little voices of self-doubt and jealousy whispered in the back of her mind that she had tried to ignore. 

“I love Yukino!” Arata said.

Ami stopped in her tracks as the voices yelled inside of her head. She stared at Arata’s back as he kept walking. It was the first time she has ever heard him say that the L word.

Love.

It wasn’t directed towards a fictional character or a historical person. It wasn’t aimed at one of his family members or her. It was being aimed at Yukino.

A celebrity, a tough reporter that wouldn’t stop until they got their answers, a well-respected woman around the world, a fighter for many things, and a survivor of cancer. 

Her own mother.

“Ami?”  Arata said as he turned around to look at her when he noticed she wasn’t beside him. “Ami, are you okay?”

“What? No, I’m sorry,” Ami said. She grabbed her left arm. “I just remembered that I have an errand I needed to get done today.”

Arata narrowed his eyes as she grabbed her arm. It was a sign that she was lying that he wasn’t sure if she knew it or not.

“Sorry, I got to go,” Ami said and ran off.

“Ami! Wait!” Arata yelled. 

She was already lost in a crowd of people. He couldn’t see her red hair anywhere and no one was being pushed or shoved out of the way.

~~Digimon~~

“Has any of you seen or heard from Ami?” Arata said as he reread his message before he sent it in a group chat. He sat his digivice down on the table and paced. 

It’s been two weeks since Ami ran off. Their year anniversary was coming up and he hasn’t seen or heard from Ami except for when she messaged him that she couldn’t make it to their date. He’s tried to hack her digivice, but it was offline.

He picked up his digivice up as soon as a series of beeps sounded.

Yuugo: Not recently, why?

Yuuko: I believe I saw her at Akihabara last week,

Yuuko: She looked pale and showed signs of crying.

At least, Yuuko saw her. He didn’t like her description of his usually cheery and bright girlfriend. However, Nokia hasn’t responded yet. She’s usually the one who knows about Ami whereabouts or condition. The one who Ami goes to whenever they have a fight.

Arata: Nokia?

Nokia: ...Can you erase all traces of this conversation? 

Yuugo: Why?

Yuuko: It is possible. 

“Please,” Arata whispered. “Please tell me that she’s okay.”

Nokia: Try her apartment.

Arata: I already did. She’s not there.

Nokia: Try again. You might’ve missed her. Just be gentle when you see her.

Nokia: She’s hurting.

Arata: Thank you

~~Digimon~~

Ami yawned as she stood by the escalator on the first floor. She always enjoyed spending time with her mother, but so much as happened and she’s drained. 

It didn’t help that she cried the first two nights her mom was back. Then they were busy baking that Ami believes she will have the smell of sugar, butter, and spices linger on her for a good month. 

Her mother was a reporter and knew that Ami was hiding something and with Ami’s past experiences, she knew it was a boy problem. Yukino had to tell Ami something important as well so she took Ami out for shopping which was a mistake because her agent saw them and - 

Ami rubbed her temples as she felt a headache approaching and the pain medication wearing off. 

The agent crossed the line. He had grabbed Ami and shoved her against the wall. He had his phone out, ready to call the police because she was one of Yukino’s fans that got way too close when her mom got in control and fired him on the spot.

Than after Ami got checked out at the hospital and Yukino spoiled her and drowned her in love and apologizes. Yukino had to start the search for a new agent that WAS approved by Ami and would understand that Yukino cannot have a big workload since cancer has started its battle with her again. 

“I need to remember to spoil Nokia soon,” Ami said as she continued to rub her temples. 

Nokia was the only person who Ami leaned on at this time. She wasn’t going to fault Arata for his feelings over Yukino. She was interesting and hardcore to all of her viewers. Everyone loves her and Ami is nothing like her.

She also wasn’t going to fault her mother because her TV personality was still a part of her. She went to unscripted TV reporter from zero to one second when her ex-agent picked her up. Her mother was also a doting and lovable mother that always prided Ami has her biggest achievement and the best reward she ever received. 

So, Nokia listened to her in a digicall as she cried and spilled all of her insecurities she always had about herself. Nokia learned about Ami’s past boyfriends and the internal struggle she has between seeing Yukino at events and avoiding her at events because of how she’ll act.

Nokia learned about her insecurities she felt with her relationship with Arata. She refuses to pressure Arata to do something that he felt uncomfortable doing just to push some of her own insecurities away.

Nokia took it all with a willing ear, a late night ice cream snack, cinnamon whiskey, and surprised comments (You’ve been dating a year and he hasn’t kissed you yet?  Before you say it, kissing on the forehead doesn’t count.” “Hold up! You’ve been dating for a year and you haven’t heard him tell you that he loves you even though you say it almost all the time to him?” “Why wasn’t I informed of this earlier? Someone needs to tell him to man up and if he doesn’t then I call  dibs on taking you away from him.”) with stride and promises not to tell anyone of her troubles. 

That is until Ami and Arata get married and Nokia gives the maid of honor speech. It is also because of Nokia that Ami isn’t going to break up with Arata yet. Her own mother seems confused over Arata as well and told Ami to give him another chance.

“Ami!” she heard a familiar voice say.

She turned her head to face the person, but she was engulfed in a hug. Her chin was resting on a white-clothed shoulder and black hair was seen out of the corner of her eye. 

“Thank heavens that you are okay,”  Arata said. “You lied to me and then ran away. You kept canceling on me and I couldn’t track your digivice. Kyoko said that you had two weeks off and I couldn’t find you at any of your usual places.”

Ami didn’t say a word. She was stunned but she registered Arata’s comments.

Arata pulled back to look at Ami and she blinked. He looked as tired as she felt physically and mentally. His hair was always a mess, but it looked more of a mess and small bags were under his eyes and his grey eyes looked exhausted, but there was relief and happiness in them.

“Ami?”

“Sorry, give me a minute,” Ami said with a smile. “I’m in shock over you hugging me.”

Arata pulled Ami back into a hug. “I thought I lost you,” Arata said into her hair.

Maybe Nokia knew something Ami didn’t because this wasn’t how he usually acts. It couldn’t be because he was worried about her. 

“I didn’t mean to make you worry,” Ami said. “I’ve been busy and I was going to message you today.”

“I’ve been trying to find you,” Arata said. He pulled away from her a little bit. “I missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too,” Ami said. “Oh! Lily said you have a package waiting for you at the bookstore!”

“Why?” Arata said. “I haven’t pre-ordered anything for a while.”

Ami shrugged and held back a painful groan. “I’m just letting you know the message.” Arata grabbed Ami’s hand. “Huh?” 

“You’re coming with me,” Arata said. “Please.”

Ami smiled. “Fine, I’ll go with you, but I am not going inside.”

“Why?”

“You know that I have an addiction to books,”  Ami said. She went to grab the railing for the escalator only to wince in pain. “Ow.”

“What happened? Are you hurt? Nokia said that you were hurting.” 

“I’m fine,” Ami said. “I just have some sore muscles in my back.” She tried to move her hand away from his but he only tightened his grip.

Arata looked at her like he didn’t believe her. He nodded. “Okay, we’ll take the escalator and before you ask, no, I’m not letting your hand go. Why did you run off two weeks ago?”

Ami paled as they rode the escalator. 

“Ami.”

“It’s stupid, really,” Ami said as they got off the escalator. 

“You don’t just run off because of something stupid. That’s Nokia’s department.”

“Oh! That was quick,” the lady that stands outside the bookstore said. “I’ll go grab the package for you, Mr. Sanada.”

“Thank you,” Arata said with a nod. He focused on Ami who stood by the blue robot.

“Like I said, it’s stupid,”  Ami said and looked away.

“You may think it is stupid, but it must mean a lot to you. I can’t see how it will be stupid.”

Ami mumbled under her breath as Arata released her hand. 

“What was that?”

“You said love for the first time in front of me,” Ami said.

Arata blinked a couple of times. “It was over a celebrity,” he said. “Someone who I will never meet in person. Even if I did, I wouldn’t leave you to go be with her. The  way she acts is all scripted anyway, so that’s not even her personality.”

Ami wanted to argue that nothing that Yukino does is scripted. It’s mostly unscripted, but Lily had come back outside the store.

“Here’s your package,” Lily said. “Thank for doing business with us.” Her face went red. “I screwed up!”

“It was almost flawless, Lily,” Ami said with a smile. “Just keep practicing.”

“Thank you,” Lily said with a bow. 

Arata started to walk away and he thought Ami was beside him. He didn’t notice a woman with a tan jacket on the escalator. “I don’t understand why you would run away from that. I mean I’m - wait a minute,” he said and then stopped. “This is addressed to me, but it has your return address on it.”

He turned around and saw Ami was still by the robot, but tan jacket covered arms was draped over Ami’s shoulders, the hands overlapping at the wrists by Ami’s chest. Brown hair was laying on top of red hair and Ami was looking up at the other person who had brown eyes behind glasses.

“I don’t like him.”

“You haven’t liked anyone that you have interviewed,” Ami said with a sigh.

Arata slowly walked towards Ami.

“He believed that I should be bragging about my rewards and trophies and blah. He also said that I should do double the work since I haven’t worked the past two weeks and ‘when the time comes’.”

Arata raised an eyebrow as the female took notice of him.

“You must be Sanada,”  the female said. “Hello.”

“Yes, hi,” Arata said.  He was surprised that he didn’t feel tongue-tied being around this woman like he thought he would. “Sorry to bother you but may I have my girlfriend? We were in the middle of a conversation.”

“Oh?  I thought you were a fan of mine. Besides, I love Ami more,”  the female said and rubbed her cheek against  Ami’s.

“While I am a fan of your work, Yukino, it doesn’t give you the right to hold my girlfriend captive,”  Arata said. 

Yukino moved her head to rest back on top of Ami’s head. “That’s a first. I like him. Yeah, I remember him. He ran out of the room as soon as my speech was over. Didn’t even bother to stay for the autograph thing.”

“Book signing,” Ami said.

“Ami has a tendency of getting lost in crowds,” Arata said. 

Yukino gave him a confused expression.

“What?” Arata said.

“I don’t believe you. I don’t have any trouble with Ami in crowds,” Yukino said.

“That’s because you have a heat sensor on me,” Ami said in a joking manner.

Yukino smiled. “No,”  she said. “It’s because my mommy senses know you are nearby. Speaking of. My mommy senses are tingling right now. How is your head feeling? Your back?”

“Wait? What?” Arata said completely shock.

“Oh? Ami didn’t tell you? My ex-agent shoved her into a wall. She has a concussion and bruises all over her back,” Yukino said.

“She didn’t tell me that,” Arata said. “I was referring to what you said before.”

“Yukino is my mother, Arata,” Ami said. “Mom, this is my boyfriend, Arata.  Her TV personality is still her.”

“It doesn’t come out when I’m not on TV unless Ami is in danger,” Yukino said with a laugh. “Anyway, your head?”

“Is fine and no you cannot skip out on the interview,” Ami said. 

“Aww,” Yukino said. “I want to spend more time with you and your boyfriend.��

“Oda Mia is your next possible agent. She should be waiting for you at K-Cafe in a few minutes,” Ami said.

“Fine,” Yukino said and pressed a kiss to Ami’s cheek before she let her go.

“Good luck,” Ami said. She turned her attention to Arata. “Arata, I’m so so-”

“It makes sense now. The reason why you ran off. Because I said I love Yukino who happens to be your mother,”  Arata said as he stepped close to her. 

“Yes,  Arata. I told you that -”

Arata kissed her forehead. “I love you and only you, Ami. However, I really wish you’d told me that your mother was in town.”

Lily hid inside the store and acted like she was putting books away only to watch everything unfold. She bit her lip so hard to where a little blood escaped from her attempt to hide her squeals. 

She bounced on her toes as she watched Arata give Ami a true kiss for a change and lead her to the elevator. Once they were outside she couldn’t contain her squeals of excitement and scared some of the customers.

“That was so much better than an episode of a soap drama!” she said. “So glad I came to work today!”

#digimon #digimon story #digimon story cyber sleuth #Ami Aiba #arata x ami #Arata Sanada #fugitiveshipping #dialogue prompt #been sitting in my drafts for like ever

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fanfic end of the year asks

since it’s december, i thought i’d make a little end of the year ask meme for fanfic writers and readers! reblog and ask away

favorite fic you wrote this year

least favorite fic you wrote this year

favorite line/scene you wrote this year

total number of words you wrote this year

most popular fic this year

least popular fic this year

longest completed fic you wrote this year

shortest completed fic you wrote this year

longest wip of the year

shortest wip of the year

fandom you enjoyed writing for the most this year

favorite character to write about this year

favorite writing song/artist/album of this year

a fic you didn’t expect to write

something you learned this year

fic(s) you completed this year

fics you’ll continue next year

current number of wips

any new fics to start next year

number of comments you haven’t read

most memorable comment/review

events you participated in this year

fics you wanted to write but didn’t

favorite fic you read this year

a fic you read this year you would recommend everyone read

number of favorites/bookmarks you made this year

favorite fanfic author of the year

longest fic you read this year

shortest fic you read this year

favorite fandom to read fic from this year

*feel free to specify fandoms or a fic depending on the question.

#ask me anything. #please

[rdmfavcpls]

Welcome to the small club!

I have apparently fallen into a tiny ship. Ami x Arata are so precious in Cyber Sleuth, though!!

#digimon story cyber sleuth #ami x arata #arata x ami #welcome to the fandom. #hope you enjoy the club #feel free to talk about whatever to me #or just more Ami x Arata

[rdmfavcpls]

I absolutely love it! Beautiful job! I can just feel their love of destruction and how much fun had with making this.

Merry Christmas @rdmfavcpls! I was your secret santa this year! It was really fun drawing this and I really hope you like it!

#ransei secret santa #beautiful art #love it #Nobunaga/No