#ayanokoji imagines

[amaya-writes]

hey !! i recently found your page and i’m in love with your fics :) could i request a nsfw headcanons in a relationship with kiyotaka ayanokouji? if he minds pda, how intimate he is, if he does the first move and such, for example! thank you, have a great day <3

Notes: sorry this took forever

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI

Characters involved: Kiyotaka Ayanokoji

Gender-neutral reader, you/yours

Kiyotaka has never really had a high libido. This mainly has to do with the white room but also the fact that he doesn't really see the importance of sex.

For him, the only significance it has is to procreate but since he doesn't want children, that just gives him another reason to hold no interest in sex.

However, if the two of you were in a relationship, then he completely understands that you would have some sexual needs that need to be met.

His first thought is to allow you to fulfil those needs elsewhere. He doesn't really mind the idea of an open relationship, especially since the two of you are probably dating as some sort of scheme rather than an actual relationship.

But Kiyotaka knows you wouldn't be fine with that. He knows that you hold some semblance of an emotional attachment to him, which is why he does have sex with you from time to time. It's just that he generally does it for you and not himself.

This is why he can often be viewed as a pleasure dom since he makes it all about you.

Kiyotaka knows enough about sex to be able to adequately satisfy you, and over time he also learns your sexual likes and dislikes.

He can be very insightful so he can tell when you want to try something but won't verbally say it.

If you ever want to try and please him then he's open to it but it would definitely be a new experience for him. Don't be surprised if it takes a little while for him to actually get into it.

He's the same with PDA. If that's something you're into then he'll be open to doing it, but Kyotaka isn't interested in it.

Kiyotaka's go-to is normally just an arm around your waist but if you're into something more or he's in a situation where he needs to be affectionate in front of others then he's fine with kissing your neck.

This is normally followed by whispers about his plan or what he needs you to do.

Kiyotaka might not have a very high libido, but at the end of the day, he's also human and does get horny every once in a while.

In these situations, he can be surprisingly forward about his needs.

Kiyotaka understands why people would normally be bashful about voicing such needs but he doesn't really feel embarrassed about it.

#ayanokoji scenarios #ayanokoji hcs #ayanokoji x reader #ayanokoji x you #kiyotaka ayanokouji #ayanokoji x y/n #ayanokoji headcanons #kiyotaka x reader #ayanokoji imagines #ayanokoji smut #classroom of the elite x reader #classroom of the elite x you

[dogloveri23]

A monster

Pairing: Ayanokoji Kiyotaka x reader

Warning: Spoilers, bullying, slight innapropriate statement

A/n: I am trying to write for some anime I watch and not my usual genshin. I have not watch classroom of the elite in a while. Spoilers for season 2. Odd writing style idk why.

Originally written by @dogloveri23

It made no sense, how it was even possible? He was a monster! You paced around your bedroom struggling to think as your mind replayed the horrible scene you had just witnessed. Why did it have to be you? It wasn't supposed to happen! Of all the boys you could have fallen for, it had to be him.

On any normal day, you were somewhat of an anime addict, the posters in your room, the videos, the otome games, you were into a lot of anime tropes but never in your life did you expect to meet an actual Kuudere! Ayanokoji was cool and nonchalant, before you knew it, you had developed a crush on him. Sure, something about Ayanokoji just didn't sit right in your spirit and you couldn't explain why you fell for him while suspecting him at the same time!

You had managed to be in his and Horikita's inner circle, he didn't seem like he cared much about anything that was going on, and he had a dark undertone too. Not to mention, the school you attended with them had their own issues. Who gives a task on a cruise ship? You barely understood the rules of the VIP game you were partaking in and it would decide whether or not you had enough points to survive on campus. Being in this school had you in Shikamaru's mood most of the time!

You were lucky enough to be put in the same group as Ayanokoji, but the whole discussion and proposal went in one ear and out the other. Class A and Class B were running the proposals while the rest of the classes watched in silence. No matter what 'teams' we were supposedly on, each person was more loyal to their class. You could not trust anything they said, furthermore, you were hardly a complicated person. 'Find the VIP' was our task, not going through some sherlock holmes mind mapping.

You left soon after class A, not interested in the rest of the conversation, these students could hardly work together when their life depended on it. The first meeting was a waste of your time, you were better off taking a wild guess. Not to mention, Ichinose was pretty vocal which made her a viable suspect. No one suspects the person who is loudest and most open. Then again Class A were also suspects, separating from group questioning was a great cover to protect the VIP and Kei could also be a suspect as she was always on her phone. All things put into consideration, you could narrow them down if you really wanted to.

Day by day, the whole thing was a mess and yet this Ayanokoji dude remained calm for the whole thing! It was traumatising, to say the least. You were in a deadlock for quite some time, you had no idea how you were going to find the VIP. You thought it was going to be a normal day, have a meeting and binge anime. Yet that's when you saw it. You were walking down the hallway when you caught wind of Ayanokoji. You were about to call out to him but he walked toward a strange area. He was heading for the boiler room of the ship. "Where is he going?", you asked yourself as you struggled to keep yourself hidden. You couldn't believe what you saw next! Kei getting bullied and Ayanokoji standing there and then telling her to spread her legs, exchanging numbers?! What the hell was going on? You could make out the conversation but each moment you stayed there, you found it harder to breathe. Just who exactly or what exactly was he? You left the boiler room and ran. You could barely think straight. This was not what you expected! He was not what you thought!  "Y/n, why are you running?", Horikita asked as you sped by her and went straight to your room. Ayanokoji was a monster! Monsters couldn't have friends, monsters couldn't be considerate, monsters couldn't love!

You sat on the floor your hands on either side of your face trying to calm down. Your phone buzzed distracting you from your panic momentarily. A message from the monster himself appeared momentarily on your phone screen reading "Let's talk".

#ayanokoji imagines #ayanokouji kiyotaka #ayanokoji x reader #ayanokoji x you #ayanokoji deserves love #kiyotaka ayanokouji #ayanokouji x reader #ayanokouji #ayanokoji kiyotaka x reader #classroom of the elite #classroom of the elite x reader #classroom of the elite imagines #ayanokoji angst #ayanokoji x reader angst

[lightdustchild]

Thinking about a s/o ti Ayanokoji that once was a tool, then became a friend, then he got obsessed and now they're lovers, just imagine how confused he must look....could you do that, please? I love your blog, by the way. 🙂❤️

Obsessed

Ayanokoji x gn reader

He didn't know when he started calling you a friend. Didn't know when he stopped thinking of you as a tool he could dispose of with a snap of his fingers.

The main confusion came when he fell in love with you. He'd never felt this before so honestly he didn't even notice he loved you till later on and finally confessed (rathee bluntly). The possessiveness was almost natural at this point.

"Who was that?" Ayanokoji questioned as his arms wrapped around your waist from behind giving your hips a tight squeeze as he glared at the persons back.

"Just a friend" you said reassuringly and he hummed if he was just a friend then you shouldn't mind him randomly switching schools right?

He knew he was obsessed with you. He noticed immediately. You were his. It was as simple as that. You want to leave him? He'll manipulate you into staying. You like someone else? Deal with there corpse in your mail then. Your his and that is final in his head.

No one can have you.

#x reader #classroom of the elite #ayanokoji #ayanokoji x gender neutral reader #ayanokoji x reader #ayanokoji x you #ayanokoji headcannons #ayanokoji yandere

[idontknowmyownmind]

Have been wanting for some dark/mean!Mammon (maybe?)

We all know that Asmo often potraited as a self-loving individual. Imma make him the bad guy here.

So, he got caught up in trouble but he throw Mammon under the bus when he doesn't even do anything. Heck, he doesn't even know anything about it. But then he found out who sacrifie him. He is upset and furious.

It's obliviously not the first time and not only from him, but it was the last line.

Mammon doesn't confront him but since then his attitude changes. He become indiferent and cold toward his brothers. No one notice it at first.

It started with him spending less time with them. Passing them like they're stranger. Rarely talk to them unless necessary. If someone pick on him, he responds sarcastically and it's cutting where it's hurt. His normal respond is to scoff at them and ignore them like they mean nothing. His eyes everytime he look at them is cold and unforgiving. His face blank and gave of an aura that feels like he rather be anywhere else than being in their presence.

Usually if one of them in trouble or being bullied, Mammon will immediately went to help them if he caught even a glimpse of it. But this new Mammon only watching impassively from afar. He become more cool-headed but also cold-blooded. Emotionless and have no empathy. A true form of demon. (Imagine him like Ayanokoji from Classroom of the Ellite) (And what if the previous Devildoom king want to make all demons like that but Diavolo doesn't, that's why he strive to change it with the exchange programs)

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Okay, okay, so you might often found a fic or headcanon where Mammon leave but always come back. Bet it's rare for you to find one with Mammon never come back and live his life without his brothers.

What if Mammon left and never come back? He leave the house but the others think that he will surely come back after a few days.

Unfortunately for them he is not. He still go to RAD but never back to HOL. When he pass one of his brothers, he just nod his head and went along. In student council meeting he only talk to them for necessary things. Look more friendly when with the Purgatory Hall residents. Happier and take no shit from everyone. Warmer but colder at the same time.

#obey me #obey mammon #demom brothers #obey me headcanons #mammon headcanon #headcanon #mean mammon

[noxiatoxia]

wild card but that one girl kurakano who has a crush on haruhi and . haruhi

sadly kurakano x soga DID get to me so i prefer that, along with preferring to ship haruhi with renge, kanako, or even ayanokoji (<- this one is fun.)

THAT BEING SAID...I can see it as a cute little thing. maybe they go out on one date. or she visits the host club and spends a lot of time with haruhi, and they become good friends that way. i think that would be cute...imagine kurakano, soga, and haruhi hanging out. tbh it's very fun to imagine host characters hanging out in a group that isn't their regular niche.

#;noxiatalks2ya #harukano #i suppose

[opalinewish]

𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐬

Tagged by @sleepdeprxved , info below cut x

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ muses ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

bloom kaede - sangonomiya kokomi, I think her voice has the tone that I'd want Bloom to speak with- despite bloom's speech not being as eloquent as kokomi's, i hear the kindness in her voice that i'd imagine in bloom's

sage yumeno - ayanokoji kiyotaka, I think his tone matches the vibe that sage has. they sound indifferent and pretty much talk with no emotion nor tone.

Repost, don't reblog-

Time to share the way you see your muse sounds like!

For canon muses: Share clips of what version you use! Whether it is the original voice cast, a specific VA from the dub OR perhaps you have picked an entirely new one for them. Feel free to elaborate on your decisions.

For OCs: Share your voice claims, explain why you picked them, elaborate on your choices!

Tagged: anyone who wants to take part !!

#[ opaline ooc ] #[ opalinerambles ] #[ opaline headcanons ] #// thank you for tagging me #// i domt know who else to tag though :(( #// am sorry!! #// also i hope you dont mind me changing the layout up :)

[justyuuko]

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✧. *ೃ༄Hello ! I'm yuuko, and I'm new to Tumblr. I made this account to write stuff and make

one-shots of plots I like, just to make my writing

skills more flexible.

*ೃ༄ I mostly write for fun and these are some times I'm willing and am interested to write.

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༄ Anime character scenarios

༄ Anime and reader (Any type, Mostly nb.) one-shots

༄ Character and character one-shots

༄ Requests are always open !~

*ೃ༄ A few ideas I currently have.

༄ 'I'm magic.' — Nagisa Shiota x Male reader (Platonic)

༄ 'Hm ? They're no one.' — Hanma Shuji x Male Reader

༄ 'Hey hey hey !!' — Ayanokoji x NB! Reader

༄ 'Maybe in another life.' — Miyamura Izumi x NB! Reader [✓]

༄ 'I did love you, but now ?' — Manipulative NB! Reader x Chifuyu Matsuno

༄ 'Yeah, he's a twink.' — Rimuru Tempest x Fem! Reader

༄ 'I do not, cannot and will not see.' — Hyun Cha x Fem! Reader

༄ 'Not what I imagined.' — Euntae Lee (Vasco) x NB! Reader

༄ 'Yo ! My man.' — Mammon x Sleep deprived teenage reader (Platonic)

༄ 'I would like to be your wife !' — Belphegore x Male reader

*ೃ༄ Not teenage no more, though i still do not know how to write explicit stuff and I do still like to write Platonic pairings !

✧.*ೃ༄YUUKO OUT— ☆

#anime #x reader #x male reader #x nonbinary reader #anime x reader #oneshot #fanfiction #fanfic #writersofinstagram #writing #manga

[ohshcscenerios]

Just thinking about how awkward it must have been for Princess Ayanokoji to see Hunny and Mori in their third year class after being banished from the host club..

Imagine the side glances...

#she probably moved seats because dang that's embarrassing #she deserves it though she's a bitch #ohshc #seika ayanokoji #takashi morinozuka #mitsukuni haninozuka

[ouranbutworse]

Yoshio: I give Kyoya an allowance and he spends that allowance on speeding tickets.

Kyoya: I like to race school buses!

Tamaki humming 'come and get your love' as he walks into Haruhi's room: Heeeeeeey!

Kyoya from the bathroom: Heeeeeeey!

Tamaki: WHAT

Officer: You guys are being written up for having three people on one bike and three on the other.

Hikaru: Uh... only six?

Officer: Yes.

Kaoru: Oh my god, Tamaki fell off!

Kyoya: My dad once went on a trip to America and spoke to a meeting room but he got the translation wrong so he actually said he desired them carnally and had left Japan and wouldn't return. Imagine sitting in a conference and a random Japanese business man tells you he's here to fuck and won't go home

Kyoya: I'll keep the kitten until it heals and then I'll drop her off at the shelter.

Kyoya a day later bottle feeding the kitten like a baby: Goddammit it I love you.

Ayanokoji: So what's it like being married to someone so far out of your league?

Haruhi:...

Tamaki: Amazing. Never been happier. Bye.

Haruhi: You act like Tamaki is nothing but a pain for you but I know you love him deep down.

Kyoya: I would hunt that man for sport.

Yoshio: Let me see your report card!

Kyoya: Fine, it's all A's like normal.

Yoshio: Aha! You got a B here!

Kyoya: Father, that's AB. That's my bloodtype.

#ouran highschool host club #ouran #ohshc #yoshio ootori #kyoya ootori #tamaki suoh #haruhi fujioka #hikaru hitachiin #kaoru hitachiin #seika ayanokoji #incorrect ohshc quotes #incorrect ouran quotes

[amaya-writes]

Hi there! I was wondering if you would be so kind as to do a Ayanokouji x reader where the reader is either very shy but manipulative or another participant in the white room? If not that's okay, but I'd really appreciate it! Have a nice day!

Notes: you sound like such a formal person near the start- it's cute! anyways I went with headcanons since I had too many ideas for this

warnings: general classroom of the elite themes

characters involved: Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, mentions the other characters

gender-neutral reader, you/yours

Kiyotaka could read through you.

The first time you realised it was during the deserted island exam when he pulled you aside and asked you why you pretended to trust Mio when you knew she was a traitor all along.

He had done it to make you break out of your facade, but you knew better than to fall for his tricks.

However, that wouldn't change the fact that you were awfully vexed at the thought of being found out so soon.

You decided to keep your distance after that incident, always treading close enough to keep track of his new schemes but far enough to not be involved in them.

It was dangerous to have someone else realise your true motives, especially someone like Ayanokoji.

But little did you know your cautiousness only heightened his curiosity.

Ayanokoji just wanted to know you weren't the type to get in the way of his plans. So long as you were willing to coexist in Class D he was happy to let you be, but the second you started to become a problem he wouldn't think twice before disposing of you.

The two of you probably don't get along much during group activities where you're forced together, but this is more your fault than his.

Ayanokoji is unfortunately a lot better at masking his emotions than you are which is why it would seem like he's being his usual nonchalant self to others even when he's picking at your brain and trying to figure you out.

To Kiyotaka you're just a puzzle, something that intrigues him. But he's in no hurry to try and figure you out.

He just finds it sort of amusing how your mask can fall so easily if he pushes the right buttons.

#kiyotaka scenarios #kiyotaka imagines #kiyotaka x reader #kiyotaka ayanokouji #mastermind kiyotaka #ayanokoji x y/n #ayanokoji hcs #ayanokoji scenarios #ayanokoji x reader #ayanokoji x you

[dogloveri23]

Your Affection Ayanokoji x reader

Hi every one! I notices that there are barely any ayanokoji or classroom of the elite imagines, headcannons or posts. If you are a writer and you see this, please try to attemp a story or headcannon. If you aren't a writer, tag your favorite writer to attempt a story.

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I sat on my chair at the back of class 1-D, the apparent class for dumn people in the school. I'm obviously not dumb, I'm a straight A' student, I pay attention in class, I take notes submit assignments on time but I hate the fact I'm in this class not because of anything but the fact the entire class revolves around certain people and the class would collapse without them. The teacher was absent meaning the class is currently in groups discussing meaningless topics. While staring outside the window an all to happy Susane approached me. "Can I help you?" I asked not sparing her a glance. "I was juat checking up on you, you've been awfully quiet " She said and sure enough all eyes were on me. This is why I said the class revolves around certain people. The entire class besides horikita and ayanokoji were slowly approaching me asking if I was ok. I honestly did not want to talk to anyone, I prefer to stay quiet in class than to engage in discussion with any of these people. Yet here they stood infront of me waiting for my response. "I guess" I said before pulling out my jotter from my bag. It's times like this I wish I had a deathnote. They seemed content with my answer and left me alone. Yet I felt one gaze, an emotionless one from Ayanokoji. I didn't like him, he is very manipulative, he uses people and makes them get the idea that they aren't being used. I haven't been used by him but I'm going to confront him about it .

Afterclass I headed to the mall and went to the cafe, I sat alone and away from everyone, don't get me wrong, I do have friends but this was anime time, I honestly have a lot to catch up on. I checked my phone to refer to the hacked information I got about a certain project. It turns out Ayanokoji was in it. It would explain a lot. "Hey" A voice said way to happy for my liking. There stood Susane pushing her chest out like always. I'm suprised her back isn't broken. "Could you watch Ayanokoji for me" She said before leaving not waiting for a response. "Hello" He said emotionless before having a seat infront of me. This was the perfect opportunity to confront him. "I have something important to discuss with you" I blurt out. " Ok" he said him expression not changing. "I would rather not talk about it here" I say as I get up to exit the cafe. When we're close to the dorms I stop and turn to him. He looks bored as always but cute as hell so I don't complain. I take a deep breath before saying "I know your secret". I get a different expression from him that isn't too noticable. " I don't know what you're talking about" He said. " You were a part of a special project when you were younger aged.." I was interrupted as a hand clasped on my mouth. It was Ayanokoji. "So you know, but let's not talk about it here" He says as he unclasps his hand and drags me to his room.

As we got into his room he shut the door and said "so what do you want in order to keep your mouth shut". "I want to know why you're manipulating everyone cause it's clear you don't look at us as allies, you're interested in something else and you intend to use us as pieces, I want to know what it is and I want you to leave certain people out of it" I say with a bored tone. He smirked, this was the most emotional he's ever been. "I'm suprised you realised that I thought I hid it very well but I guess it was obvious to you, I knew you weren't as dumb as you made others believe" He said as he walked closer to me. "How about I tell you my plan and all those other stuff in exchange for your affection? I've seen you look at me and frankly your feelings are returned, so what do you say?" He asked as his face was an inch away from yours. You thought for a while before giving him an answer.

#ayanokouji kiyotaka #ayanokoji x reader #ayanokoji imagines #writing challenge #challenge for writers #anime imagined #animelove #anime x reader #classroom of the elite #ayanokoji deserves love #ayanokoji x you #trending #underated #school anime #elite #weeb #husbando

[lightdustchild]

hi! can u do ayanokoji x any gender reader (u can choose!) who is equally as smart as him? like i js imagine them manipulating the whole school tg like its normal <33

The queen and king of the chess board.

Sorry it's shory

It was easy, it was like the whole school was y'all's little playground. Ayanokoji stood beside you as you both talked about the next events. Really you didn't need too. You both had the same idea. "Do you think it will be all worth it?" You ask curiously. "... winning is everything" was his response and you gently grabbed his hands curling your fingers around him. "I see" you replied kissing his knuckles. He looked down at you wordlessly kissing your forehead. "We will win... Together"

#x reader #classroom of the elite #fluff #ayanokoji #ayanokoji x gender neutral reader #ayanokoji x reader #ayanokoji x you

[eighty-sixformyown]

Youjitsu for somehow

Vol 4,5 2nd

“Whoa, that’s a lot of people.” Sure enough, the rest area near the fitness gym where the exam results were being disclosed was packed with many students. Near the monitor, there was a large sign that read, “Photography is strictly prohibited,” and two adults who seemed to be in relation with Tsukishiro were keeping a close eye on the students. The rankings and scores were displayed on a list of monitors, which seemed to be scrolling automatically. Right now, it’s showing the 50th to 60th place group members and their scores. “Nn......?” There was an inexplicable feeling of discomfort that I suddenly felt all over my body. What is it? The cause of this feeling is not immediately apparent, and I feel a kind of unspeakable weirdness. “I was going to take my time to look at the results, but I don’t think I can concentrate at all with this.” Ishizaki doesn’t notice that uncomfortable feeling, but he looks at the monitor and mutters in disgust. “It can’t be helped. I’m sure a lot of people would have liked to know the detailed results of the uninhabited island test.” Clicking his tongue in frustration, Ishizaki had no choice but to stare at the results from his spot. Although he has a bold personality, it seems that he can’t push his seniors to the front. One of the third-year students reached out and began to operate the monitor, which was an auto-scrolling monitor, but could be fixed by touching it with his hand and viewing the rankings at will. So, it was unlikely that Ishizaki would be able to see the top results he wanted to see any time soon. “What do we do now?” Even if he waited like this for a while, it would be a while before his turn came around. “I’m curious, but let’s not overdo it. It’s something we can look at later.” That’s what I said a few minutes ago... Well, as long as he understood, I guess. “By the way, do you notice anything?” “Huh? What?” Ishizaki, who was about to turn back, didn’t seem to notice anything. This strange atmosphere. The large number of gazes directed at me. It’s not something that can be put away as mere imagination. It’s not that Ishizaki next to me is dull and unaware of it. They simply aren’t watching Ishizaki. They’re only watching me. They are watching my every move with an obvious intent that they aren’t even trying to hide. All of the students watching us had one thing in common: they were all third-year students. I don’t know the details yet, but I’m pretty sure that Nagumo is involved in this. Has the case that I put off on the uninhabited island exam returned today? “What’s wrong?” Apparently, I was so lost in thought that Ishizaki was worried about me. “No, it’s nothing. It seems that other students are coming to see the results one after another, so let’s turn back.” “Alright, no problem.” I had imagined that Nagumo would set something up sooner or later, but this is a bit tricky. It would have been much easier if Nagumo had come directly to us and set something in motion. He made the first move that I didn’t want to be made. “Hey, you haven’t had lunch yet, right? Let’s eat together.” “Huh? Yeah, I haven’t eaten yet...” I started to walk away, but the third-year students didn’t seem to be following me. It seems that they were only looking at me. Either way, it’s extremely disturbing to be persistently gazed at. “What’s wrong with you? You don’t want to have dinner with me? That’s kind of rude.” “No, that’s not it. I was just thinking about something unrelated.” I knew I couldn’t involve Ishizaki in a bad way, but if they didn’t follow me, I guess it was okay. “It’s also rude to be thinking about unrelated things.” That was certainly true. Let’s just forget about the third year for now. “Are you sure it’s okay with me?” “It’s fine, we’re just going to have dinner together.” I can’t deny that I feel the pressure, but it doesn’t mean that I feel bad. I just can’t get over the fact that Ishizaki is treating me as a friend. “I don’t know if I’ve said this before, but I’m not asking you out like this because I want to bring you into my class. It’s because I like you as a

friend.” Without hesitation, Ishizaki uttered a line that made my teeth stand on end. But then, as if he realized something, he hurriedly turned around. “...are you being bothering by me by any chance?” “No, not at all.” “Right!” For a moment, Ishizaki looked as if he suspected that his actions were selfish, but he soon laughed it off. Well, I knew that he had this kind of personality. It’s not that I feel bad about it, so I guess I’ll follow Ishizaki. As the two of us left the place and began to move, we heard footsteps coming from behind us, running towards us. “Ayanokōji-senpai!” The owner of the footsteps was Nanase, who had been working with me throughout the first half of the uninhabited island exam. “So senpai came to see the exam results too?” “Yeah. But I’m not likely to be able to look at them slowly, so I gave up.” “I see. The third-years are all working on the monitors now, and it’s going to be a little while before we juniors can freely view them.” It seems that Nanase also wanted to know the details of the results, but she gave up. Ishizaki was looking at our exchange curiously. Come to think of it, Ishizaki didn’t know Nanase directly, did he? “Oh, hey Ayanokoji. When did you get to know such a cute and adorable girl?” “A lot of things have happened.” It’s very troublesome to explain everything from scratch, so I told him so in summary. “Hey, you’re not going to tell me you’re going out with your junior, are you?” “That’s too much of a leap, it’s just a relationship between a senior and a junior.” It was unusual for me to be confronted with this kind of thing. I thought Ishizaki was not deeply interested in heterosexual issues, but apparently not so much. “Do you want something from me?” I said turning towards Nanase. “No, I just felt like talking to you when I saw you.” Her straightforward eyes shine, and she says without hesitation something that might make me feel somewhat embarrassed. “I’m sorry to bother you. Excuse me!” I thought she was approaching me at a short run, but he was going somewhere else at a short run again. The inside of the ship is the same as the corridor, and I don’t think it’s a good place to run, but I guess it’s alright if she was careful. “That was a cute girl. And that thing was pretty cool too.” I don’t know what he meant by “thing” but I’ll ignore it. “You’re not really going out with her, are you?” “No, we’re not dating.” I don’t want to cause a misunderstanding and expand the conversation. So once again, I firmly denied it to Ishizaki in the form of a reminder. 2 When I came back to my room after dinner with Ishizaki, I found Ike standing in front of my room. He was looking at his cell phone restlessly, but when he looked up and looked left and right, our eyes met. “Oh, Ayanokōji! Thank God, I’ve been waiting for you!” Ike was waiting for me? Yet another unexpected turn of events. “Actually, I was thinking of going to visit Komiya now, and I was wondering if you wanted to join me.” Ike said as he approached me and leaned in to lend me an ear. “Me...?” “Well you see... I’m just a little uncomfortable going alone.” “Why?” “Why? I mean, you know. I’m... going out with Shinohara. After the exam, on the way back to the ship, there was a time when we were alone, and...” It seems that he confessed his feelings to her, and Shinohara gave him the okay. I had thought that it might progress, but it exceeded my expectations. “Well, congratulations.” I congratulated him honestly, and he looked away from me like he was telegraphing. “Oh, thank you. But from ...... From Komiya's point of view, I think I might have cheated.” “I don’t think so, though.” “No, I don’t think it’s fair. It’s like... playing dirty.” It is true that Komiya had to retire from the desert island test early because of some suspicious behavior. It’s not that you can’t use the term “sneaky” to describe it, but anyone can say that. It seems that Komiya was planning to confess to Shinohara during this exam. “I was really thinking of waiting until after Komiya’s injury was healed, you know? But when I was relieved that

the exam was over, and Shinohara’s guy was beside me..., I felt like I didn’t want to give her to Komiya...” It seems that he confessed to her without thinking. Of course, there was also the risk of being rejected. If that had happened, it would have made things even more awkward after Komiya and Shinohara got together. “That’s why I felt I had to properly report it to Komiya. Man, to man. If he was also planning to confess to Shinohara, it would be complicated, right?” “If you didn’t make the first move, you would have been in trouble if Shinohara decided to go for Komiya after all.” “Ehhh?! Why are you saying that...?” Ike was upset as he exaggeratedly flinched. Half of him wanted to give a report, and the other half wanted to stop him from confessing. “You’re prepared to get hit at least once, aren’t you?” “What? I’m going to get hit?!” “Wouldn’t you do that if the person you love was snatched from your side?” Ike looked frightened, as if he got scared from imagining it. Komiya isn’t a big guy, but he’s a basketball player. Ike, on the other hand, is small for a boy, so I’d say there’s enough of a size difference. “Well, he has a dubious leg injury right now, and can’t really walk. He can’t hurt you that much.” “Yeah, that ain’t the problem, but..., I’ll be ready.” He seemed to have made up his mind to some extent, so I had no reason to oppose him. I had been wondering about Komiya’s condition, and this seemed like a good opportunity. “I heard that Komiya is still sleeping in the infirmary.” “I’m sure he’s having a hard time in the cabins.” No wonder he spends most of his holidays in the doctor’s office. Ike and I arrive in front of the infirmary. Ike took a deep breath to calm himself down. There was no point in rushing inside, so he waited quietly, and then a loud laugh came from inside. “Hey, what’s that? Let’s go in.” Surprised by the unexpected laughter, Ike opened the door and entered the doctor’s office, unprepared. He was then surrounded by Komiya, who was sitting up, and several of his classmates, including Ryūen, Albert, Kaneda, Kondō, and Yamawaki. Even though someone outside of the class showed up, Ryūen didn’t give us a second glance and stood up. “Sorry for the interruption, Komiya.” As if the conversation was over, Ryūen left the infirmary with his friends. I looked at Ryūen lightly, but he didn’t even give me a glance. “You’re still as scary as ever, Ryūen... I mean, what did he want?” Ike, on the other hand, mumbled to himself as if he couldn’t look directly at Ryūen. It was the first time I’ve ever seen such a thing. “Well, he is powerful, isn’t he? He was just visiting me.” Replied Komiya from the bed. On a small table placed near the head of the bed, there were some sweets and juice that seemed to have been brought in. “Oh, so he was visiting you... He doesn’t seem like the kind of guy who would do something like that.” Ike said what he honestly felt, and Komiya agreed with him. “If it was this time last year, well, it would be unthinkable.” Komiya smiled in nostalgia as he recalled a year ago. “But something’s changed a bit within Ryūen-san. It’s not as if he’s become well rounded though...” Komiya said, somewhat confused but happy. I’m not sure what to make of it, but I think it’s a good thing. It was no wonder that most of his classmates had a strong rejection in their hearts. “I think I can get along with that guy now.” “Follow Ryūen...? I don’t get it.” Ike’s body trembled exaggeratedly as he didn’t seem to understand at all when he asked. “Ike and Ayanokōji, don’t just stand there, please sit down.” Komiya gently welcomed us, even though we were students from the other classes and encouraged us to sit down without hesitation. We took him up on his words and sat down together in the chairs. “You look fine.” Looking at the fixed leg, I check Komiya’s condition. “As you can see, I’m fine except for my legs. But it’s frustrating to think that everyone else is playing around while I’m stuck behind the door, so I hope I get better soon.” “When will you be able to go out?” “I’m going to ask for

permission to go out with my crutches and cane.” They are rivals in love, but surprisingly, the two of them are able to talk on their own. I guess my presence was a bit superfluous. “I’m just a little worried about...” “Worried? With what?” Ike, who was sitting facing away from the chair, put his arm on the backrest and asked Komiya. “Well... it seems like Ryūen is planning to find out who pushed me off. He asked me a lot of questions to see if I remembered anything. Like I told Ayanokōji, I don’t remember being attacked or anything at all.” There didn’t seem to be any difference to his memory since then. Right now, Ryūen’s class is gaining momentum day by day, and it’s time to focus on the sophomore battle to get to Class A. Of course, the same could be said for our class, but we shouldn’t go too deep into this one. If Amasawa, another White Room student, or someone related to Tsukishiro were involved, there was no guarantee that even Ryūen would be safe. “I hope I didn’t overdo it....” “It looks like Ryūen’s going to kill the culprit half to death, right?” For the two of them, there was no way they could envision a vision of Ryūen getting hit. Instead, it was natural for them to worry more about the culprit. “So? It’s not like you’re just here to visit me, is it?” As if he had sensed something, Komiya asked Ike that. At that moment, Ike stiffened as if surprised. “Oh no... Well I...” Perhaps he wasn’t ready yet, but he choked on his words. Seeing this, Komiya waited for his words with a serious face, without prompting. The atmosphere of a place can change visibly in an instant. “Ike. I don’t know what you’re going to say, but if it’s important, look me in the eye and say it.” He must have guessed what he was about to say. Still, Komiya pretended not to know and only urged Ike to speak clearly. It was hard to believe that Ike had noticed Komiya’s suggestion, but he must have felt it as men do. He slapped himself on both cheeks, forcing himself to wake up. “I confessed to Shinohara!” A determined Ike tells him in a simple but loud voice. Silence came immediately afterwards and I found Ike swallowing heavily next to me. “So? What was Satsuki’s response?” “She gave me the okay. We’re going out now.” “I see...” Ike continued to stare at Komiya’s face without averting his gaze as he answered shortly. As he had mentioned earlier, he was scared that Komiya would retaliate out of anger. He could even pop out a surprise shot, or so he thought. “Did you think I was going to hit you?” “Huh?” “It’s written all over your face that you might hit me.” “No, it doesn’t... well, yeah for a second.” “Well, then you’re ready. I can’t move right now, so why don’t you come over here?” The look on Komiya’s face as he demanded to come over did not reveal his true intentions. But from the power of his words, Ike seemed to have made up his mind. He stood right beside Komiya, frightened and frightened. Immediately after, Komiya’s right arm reached out and grabbed Ike’s shoulder. “Ah!” Komiya raised his aching body to the limit and looked into Ike’s eyes. “If you ever make Satsuki cry, I won’t forgive you.” He said, lightly pressing his left fist against Ike’s chest. “That’s all Komiya...?” Komiya Miya’s devilish expression changed to a smile. “Nah, don’t give me that pushy look. Satsuki chose you, that’s all, isn’t it?” “But ...... if you hadn’t been removed from the exam, it might have been the other way around. ......” “I’m sorry, but I don’t think so. I don’t think it was a quick win for me. Just...” “Just?” “If you hadn’t confronted Satsuki and stayed away, I might have had a chance.” Komiya was right. I don’t think it really mattered whether he confessed first or later. He had an accident where he was seriously injured, and Ike happened to be nearby, which created a connection and gave him a big boost, and because of that, he was able to face Shinohara. Without a doubt, this was the most important factor in their relationship. If Komiya hadn’t been injured, if Ike hadn’t been by his side at that time, if either of them had followed a

different fate, it might have been Komiya who would have been next to Shinohara. “In that sense, this injury was just unlucky.” It wasn’t a fulfillment of love, but Komiya seemed to be in the clear. “Thanks, Komiya.” “Study hard, okay? Satsuki... No, Shinohara was worried about that too, you know.” “Yeah, I know. I can’t afford to be expelled from school now.” This love affair could have been a pivotal turning point for Ike. It gave him the opportunity to struggle for himself and for the people he loves, just like Sudō. At last, the report from Ike and the exchange with Komiya settled down. “I’m sorry, Ike, but can I have a word with Ayanokōji alone for a moment? There’s something I need to go over with you about my injury.” “Alright, see you later Komiya. Ayanokōji too.” Ike said goodbye to us and left the room without hesitation. Once the two of us were alone, Komiya spoke up. “Sorry about that. Didn’t Ike ask you to come only to help him?” “No, I came because I was wondering about your condition too. It was more like I interfered.” “That’s not true. I don’t know what... is this right?” “Hmm?” “Me and you guys are in different classes and we’re fighting each other, but we’ve started talking normally. It’s like that kind of thing is fading away. Last year, things were pretty bleak.” If you’re in a different class, you’re supposed to be beating and trying to kick the other down. There are not many advantages to getting along with them, except for strategy. “The uninhabited island exam was a competition between different grades, and we’ve been in the same school for a long time, isn’t that how it is?” “Hmm, maybe.” It was obvious that this was a preliminary chat, and there should be a main topic beyond that. “I mentioned a little bit earlier about the situation with Ryūen-san.” “You said it sounded like he was trying to find the culprit.” “I’m against it. To be honest, I’d rather just say that this was an accident caused by my own mistake.” “But Shinohara has actually seen the existence of the person who attacked you guys.” “I know. But I have a bad feeling about this, and I have a feeling it won’t end well.” Maybe it was because he had been attacked that he felt the danger firsthand. “Can Ayanokōji keep an eye out for that too, even if it’s just for a little while?” “I don’t think there’s anything I can do about it.” “I’m not expecting you to do anything about it directly. If you feel uncomfortable, let me know.” He asked me with a strong gaze. We’ll exchange contact information formally so that we can always be in touch. “Okay, for now, you should focus on healing your injuries as soon as possible.” Resting is the only shortcut to a full recovery. “Thanks, man. Yeah, let me thank you sometime if you want. And give a shout out to the other guys who helped me.” “I think they’ll be glad to hear it. Ike might even let Shinohara be there.” “I don’t want to do that. I think I’d cry if I had to see the two of them making out with each other.” Komiya smiled bitterly, but he was more heartbroken than he looked. It was a mistake to include her name, even if it was simply a tease. Anyway, it’s not a good thing to be injured, but I feel like I’m a little closer to Komiya now. “See you later, Ayanokōji.” “Yeah.” After saying goodbye and leaving the doctor’s office, I suddenly had a strange feeling. My classmates Sudō and Ike, and the rest of the class. Ishizaki and Komiya. Little by little, the number of people around me that I can call my friends is starting to increase. It’s not that I’ve been trying to make friends, but it’s happening. “How to make friends is not something you can put in a textbook.” I thought to myself.

[ootori-sibs]

Kyoya's second shot

Chapter seven: Big brother to the rescue!

It's unlikely that two days are just perfect as each other, you cannot simply have the best day of your life, then have the same day tomorrow. And unfortunately common occurrence is for one day to be wonderful, simply the best, then the next day to be empty and hollow- even if nothing bad happens; the lack of the joy makes a normal day seem even worse. That was how Sunday went for Kyoya; he couldn't even talk to Tamaki over text, as he was spending the day with Haruhi.

He had woken up in Tamaki's bed, alone. Tamaki had already left to go and spend time with Haruhi, having left a note and some of Kyoya's favourite foods for breakfast. Kyoya had barely picked at it, not feeling all too hungry, but he didn't want to upset Tamaki, so he finished the food before leaving. The ride home was silent, Kyoya simply read through Arai's report of the day spent with Haruhi. Apparently they'd spent the day reading and sitting in the local park, nothing really romantic in the slightest- Kyoya had to wonder if Arai had even tried.

The moment he'd gotten home, he stumbled upstairs, completely ignoring his brother who was visiting for the day, he made a b-line for his bedroom, crawling under the covers and just hiding. He had lain like this for the entire summer holiday, so what was one day more? He wasn't being selfish, he was just tired, a whole day outside had taken a lot out of him. He barely glanced up to read the shadow council group chat, oh… they were calling him slurs again. Maybe he should just sleep.

But Eclair reminded him that he'd scheduled a meeting with the council today, so he took about an hour to compose himself enough to at least sit up, the many blankets still wrapped around his head and body- if they wanted to judge him he couldn't care less, he felt as if he could cry without the soft pressure from his blankets. His maids had brought him lunch, along with a note from his brother, asking if he wanted to talk or hang out… Kyoya sighed at that, Yuuichi was always trying to bond with him, it was strange; why would he want to spend time with Kyoya when he could spend that time working? If Kyoya had a job he'd do absolutely nothing else, how dare his brother spend so much time doing nothing at all yet still be the favourite.

Kyoya had turned his laptop on, setting up the meeting before inviting all his council, they did have work to do after all. "Good afternoon everyone."

Eclair was simply sat on a chaise lounge, drinking wine and smoking, clearly just showing off that she could do that kind of thing. Nekozawa was sat in a dark room, lit only by candles, he was missing both his wig and cloak, and sat there with his regal features- if he wasn't such a creepy guy, maybe Kyoya would be attracted to him. Akira was hunched over his desk, looking incredibly stressed to be in this call, good. Seika was laying on her bed, legs in the air like she was in an American movie about teens, it was uncanny. Chika was sitting in a quiet corner of a garden, there were a couple of baby ducks in the background, just chirping about. Arai, ever the lovely commoner, was simply in his kitchen, making his lunch as they spoke.

Kyoya sighed, adjusting his glasses, "first thing I have to address; Arai, how did yesterday go?"

The commoner boy barely glanced at him, busy making food, "well it was alright I suppose, I sent a message about it didn't I?"

"You did, but I'd like you to make a formal report for the rest of the council."

"Alright then," Arai nods, chopping some tomatoes, "we went to the park and read books together, I bought her a milkshake with ice-cream. She complained about school, I let her-" he clearly pause, putting the knife down for a moment, "she complained about you at one point actually."

Kyoya froze, Haruhi was complaining about him? What did he do? Did she know? If she was complaining to Arai, imagine what she could be saying to Tamaki at that very moment… Kyoya's hands were already shaking as he wrapped his blankets around himself even more, "what did she say?"

"Oh she just said some stuff about how you've been really pushy and snappy lately, also like- totally going through someone but kind of being a dick about it." Like all commoners, Arai spoke bluntly, but there was something in his tone, in the way he paused when he saw Kyoya's expression, his gaze softening… "hey, those aren't her exact words, just a bit of paraphrasing. Don't worry about it, she doesn't suspect a thing, also I mean; she's not wrong, you're clearly going through someone, and you're clearly lashing out- forgive me for getting too personal." He had smiled, before turning to continue making his lunch.

Kyoya didn't know how to respond to that, how dare that commoner see straight through him- but he wasn't cruel about it… like anyone else in existence would be, Kyoya felt himself bristle nonetheless, his pride forbidding him from accepting any care. "Oh look, the basket case is about to start crying and we've barely started the meeting." Ayanokoji had made a cruel comment, one that people laughed at, Arai was ignoring the meeting now, clearly he was only going to speak when asked to. Kyoya's fists clenched, he felt like he was about to put a hole through his laptop… he'd done that before, he remembered his father's reaction, he'd been grounded for two weeks after that. He hated to imagine what would happen the second time. So he took a deep breath, glaring down the camera.

"I'm sorry, Ayanokoji, why don't you tell us any new ideas you've had?" His tone was clear; she'd already been reprimanded for the graffiti, so any inappropriate idea would be criticised heavily- especially by a shadow king in a foul mood. Her eyes had gone wide, and she lay flat, glancing about a little nervously.

"Oh, well…" it was clear she hadn't thought of a single thing, "well I was thinking… oh! Maybe I could drug her coffee? Or ruin her work for classes? Or spread a nasty rumour..?" Kyoya thought about these options, letting the other council members speak first however, as he already knew his opinion.

Chika was the first to speak, "you're gonna poison the crossdresser??" His words got the attention of the other people in the call who weren't paying attention, such as Arai and Eclair; one of whom seemed a lot less onboard than the other.

Kyoya shook his head, "we will not be drugging her, as easy as it would be for me to get my hands on a harmless dose of something, we are better than that- we are smarter than that. Your other two ideas however, are fine. However; only ruin her schoolwork once, as we don't want to get her expelled."

"I thought we were trying to ruin her life?" Akira spoke up, why was he even still allowed to speak? Kyoya respected the commoner more than he could ever respect this newsboy.

So he rolls his eyes, adjusting how he's sat, "don't be foolish, we're just trying to drive her away from Tamaki, I harbour no real ill will towards the commoner- she is simply in the way. Now," he looks down at where Akira was on the screen, before his eyes filter back up to the webcam, staring straight into the lense, "I suggest you bite your tongue, Komatsuzawa, you're on thin ice here as it is." It seemed to work, the boy glanced away from the screen, biting his thumb and going silent.

Seika laughed, "god, what a baby. Sucking his thumb cause he got told off, how absolutely pathetic." Her words clearly annoyed Akira, but he was notably silent and the call was quiet for a second until Tonnerre spoke up.

"Ootori isn't much better," she addressed Seika, ignoring the other folks in the call as she lifted a glass of red to her lips, "he's all bundled in blankets like a baby, you can see his lunch behind him; there's even milk." She doesn't laugh, she doesn't even smile, but there's an airy huff that tells Kyoya she finds herself quite amusing, Seika's chuckling doesn't make it feel any better.

But she's not the only one laughing, Chika, the little brat, seems to find this oh so funny. "He's more of a baby then some of the people in my class! No wonder my brother hangs out with him!" Such childish laughter, and yet Kyoya feels more obliged to defend Honey with that insult then to defend himself… though he knew how it felt to be a younger brother, he found himself unable to sympathise with Chika at all in this regard.

He just stayed silent, not wanting to speak and incriminate himself for anything, he knew he could move his blankets but he felt if he did so he might just cry. So he stayed completely still, staring at the screen. Luckily the sound of cruel laughter was silenced by Nekozawa speaking up, "Ootori-san may have some clear issues, but it's not as if he embarrassed himself to the degree you did Ayanokoji-chan," he was smiling at her, expression and words completely harmless, though of course dear Seika took great offence, gasping at the very idea of her being worse than Kyoya.

The meeting delved into insults and jokes, slurs being thrown around as if it were middleschool again… Kyoya just sat there, hands shaking, as he watched Arai's screen. Arai wasn't partaking in the jokes of the rest of the council, he had finished making his lunch and had just sat down to eat it, watching the show with concern. Kyoya watched him take out his phone, typing something slowly, then… oh, Kyoya's own phone had pinged. He picked it up from his bedside table, reading the text.

Peasant: hey, are you doing ok?

you can talk to me if you want

I'm always willing to listen if you need it

even if we aren't friends

Kyoya had saved them all on his phone with the same nicknames they had in the group chat, with Nekozawa as an exception obviously. So he instantly realised that the text he'd just saw Arai type was this one he was reading now… or four texts he supposed, one after the other. He was caught off guard by them, the idea of someone he's barely spoken to, caring about him, seeking him out to make sure he's alright, offering to be a willing ear, using a gentle tone with him… it was all entirely new to Kyoya- and he didn't trust it one bit.

Kyoya Ootori: Don't take me for a fool, there is no viable reason for me to trust you.

He watched Arai receive the text, and noticed how he sighed lightly- Kyoya was right! Arai had been planning to dig into Kyoya's secrets! And pry at his weaknesses! Kyoya had won, he had been so smart to not open up to the common boy! He had to congratulate himself on that at least, he had one talent, if nothing else. He sighed slightly at that, realising his conclusion meant that no one on the council was even genuinely nice. So he sat there, eyes just focusing on whoever was speaking at the time, whoever was calling him a slur at any given moment… oh, his door had opened.

He glanced over to the entrance to his room, noticing Yuuichi standing there, looking entirely concerned. His brother glanced at his laptop, his frown deepening, "who just called you that?" Uh oh.

Everyone in the meeting had heard it, and most knew Yuuichi by his voice, and knew to be afraid- even the few that didn't, had enough sense to stay silent. Yuuichi walked over, taking the laptop from Kyoya's bed, looking at the screen. Kyoya silently watched in horror as his brother slowly looked at the members of his council, recognising them one by one- he looked extremely surprised to see… Eclair, Kyoya had to assume. Then Yuuichi's eyes landed on Arai, and he spoke his first words since entering the room, "what the… is that a commoner?" Kyoya nodded when Yuuichi glanced at him, staying completely silent as he processed this fact.

"What kind of strange gathering is happening here?" Yuuichi didn't seem to understand what was going on in the slightest, Kyoya was glad of that. But as Yuuichi sat down on the bed next to Kyoya, the laptop on his lap, the council began to speak.

Eclair spoke first, with a polite but clearly forced chuckle, "bonjour monsieur Ootori, I don't believe we've spoken properly yet?"

"Please," Yuuichi's smile was also faked, "call me Yuuichi."

She nodded, "Yuuichi, I don't believe you need to worry about this little meeting, your baby brother is awfully good at arranging things isn't he?" God, she was hiding her insults in complements now, as if Kyoya couldn't hate this woman anymore then she already did.

Yuuichi's face lit up at that, pulling Kyoya close to him, "oh you're right! He is so good at planning and organising, you should've seen the rigorous routines he used to map out when he was younger, he had a schedule for playtime!" He laughed, not realising how humiliating this would be for Kyoya, "he'll always be my sweet little baby brother, even if he's grown up a lot since then."

Chika let out a snort at that, causing Yuuichi to frown again, "why is there a toddler in this call?" It was incredibly rewarding to watch Chika splutter and explain that he's a middle schooler, as if Yuuichi wasn't fully aware exactly who he was. But the boy's laughter had reminded Yuuichi of what he'd heard, "so, which one of you did I hear call my brother a slur?" There was complete silence on the other end of the line.

Kyoya looked up at Yuuichi, frowning, he gently pinched his brother's arm, not wanting to draw attention to himself but also really wanting Yuuichi to stop it. Yuuichi glanced at him the moment he felt the pinch, smiling softly, he let Kyoya take the laptop from him, though frowned at that. "Alright everyone," Kyoya made sure to keep his voice level, smiling politely to the council, "I apologize for the interruption and I'm afraid we'll have to cut our meeting a little short, please ruminate on what we've discussed today and I hope to speak with you again soon, that will be all," and without letting anyone else get a word in edgeways, he ended the call, slamming his laptop shut and headbutting his brother in the chest fairly hard, just resting their for a moment.

"Kyoya…" Yuuichi had uttered softly, placing a gentle hand on Kyoya's head, playing with his hair, "why did you do that? You know I'd have stood up for you."

"Humiliate me is what you did." Kyoya's words were spat out, quite aggressively, but Kyoya only got so aggressive when he was close to tears, and Yuuichi knew this, and Kyoya knew that he knew, "you always fucking show me up, I don't need you to come to my rescue…"

These words must hurt his brother deeply, Kyoya knew that, but frankly, he didn't care, not right now at least. He had his own feelings, ones that were hurt a hell of a lot more than his silly little words could ever harm his brother, tears filled his eyes, already dangerously close to spilling over. Yuuichi didn't respond, at least not verbally- he gently picked Kyoya up, still swaddled in all those blankets, and he cradled him on his knee, just like he did when Kyoya was a baby…

Kyoya hated to admit it, but this did genuinely make him feel better- he felt so, so stupid for it, but being held by his older brother like that was actually so comforting, and Kyoya wasn't exactly sure why. Yuuichi gently shushed him, even though Kyoya hadn't made any noise, and just began to rock him gently. It wasn't as effective as when Kyoya was tiny, but it was still oddly comforting… like laying on a pool floaty and taking a nap.

After a while, Yuuichi gently put Kyoya down, frowning slightly, "can you tell me why you were talking with those people? I know you've been more social in highschool, but you actively hate some of those people."

Kyoya had sighed, really not wanting to have to admit to anything, so he attempted to lie his way through it. "Well I… it's a mutually beneficial alliance, personal opinions aren't a part of the equation. You of all people should know not to involve emotions in business."

"Kyoya, you're seventeen, you don't have any business to attend to," Yuuichi sighed, before reaching out and ruffling Kyoya's hair, "you should be paying attention to your feelings, you're at the age where you need to be fighting for your happiness." He smiled a little, that friendly, overly soft smile, that Kyoya knew meant he was about to get nosey, "I heard you had a day out yesterday, did you have fun?"

Now, Kyoya usually hated it when his siblings tried to pry into his private life, but Yuuichi was giving him a chance to talk about the wonderful day he'd had yesterday, and Kyoya couldn't help but to smile. "Well myself and Tamaki went to a little commoner-ran store to order custom food platter, because Tamaki wanted to do a theme based on commoner foods, and then-"

"Do you enjoy regular food then?"

"Huh?" Kyoya paused, looking up at Yuuichi in confusion, "what do you mean? We aren't talking about regular food, we're talking about commoner food?"

His brother had laughed at him, and Kyoya didn't quite understand why, "come on Kyoya, you're smarter than that- think about it for like, two seconds." But Kyoya still didn't understand, why would regular food be- oh.

"Oh. Oh dear, it seems I spend too much time around the others." He glances down in shame, having just embarrassed himself in front of his brother like that, he was just glad it was Yuuichi and not Akito- Akito would have just laughed.

Yuuichi, however, only chuckled a little, pulling Kyoya in and ruffling his hair even further, "Nothing wrong with having friends, even if you do pick up strange habits from them. Either way, do you like regular food then?"

Kyoya just hesitantly nodded, remembering yesterday's lunch, and that one time Haruhi bought him a burger. He wasn't sure why Yuuichi had asked him that, what use could that information be to him? His brother had smiled at him, clearly liking that reacting, then he glanced down at the untouched tray of food.

"How about we go grab some fast food for dinner? You don't seem too keen on lunch so we'll go early, how about five?" Kyoya was caught off guard by this- Yuuichi actively wanted to spend time with him? He hadn't just written the note to be nice? He was silent, just staring up at Yuuichi in silence. "What'd you say, Kyo? Wanna hang out with your big bro?"

Kyoya just quietly nodded, not smiling or even speaking, he was just- he didn't even know why Yuuichi wanted to hang out with him, didn't his brother have more important things to do? It seemed that Yuuichi had noticed his confusion, putting a gentle hand on Kyoya's shoulder.

"Kyoya, you're my baby brother and you're clearly going through something right now… Fiyumi told me there are fresh scars, please understand that I care about you, people care about you."

Oh. He'd been told about the scars, of course he had, why else would he be here? Kyoya had genuinely felt hope, that- for just a second, he thought his big brother actually wanted to hang out with him… he felt even worse then he had before. He hated being pitied, more than anything. But he couldn't tell Yuuichi how he felt, he knew his brother would never admit the pity. So he just smiled, nodding, making sure to appear to be the innocent child he knew his brother saw him as. Yuuichi seemed satisfied by this, smiling back and ruffling Kyoya's hair one last time before leaving the room, leaving Kyoya in an uncomfortable silence.

His phone was buzzing, he didn't need to check it to know it was the council, likely mocking him further. He just grabbed his blankets, wrapping them around himself again and flopping down on the bed, face in his pillow for a moment before he sighed and rested the side of his head on the pillow, looking over across the room and out the window. Kyoya hated the silence, he used silence to study, he used silence to cry, he only sat in silence when he was in pain- so he hated it. So he reached over to his phone, planning to just put some quiet music on- but he saw the notification sitting on his lockscreen, and he froze.

Woman: Yes of course, and he needs to hide behind his family all the time, he's barely a person without his name.

They were still talking about him, it hurt more that they were right; he did hide behind his surname too much, but it was all he had. He thought about how Fiyumi had helped him yesterday, how, even today, Yuuichi had come to his defence even without being asked, and had proceeded to promise to spend time with him… even Akito had been calling and texting him lately. It all felt so wrong, it was like he was a toddler again, he felt so babies, so protected. Eclair was right, he didn't exist without them right behind him- he certainly wouldn't be alive… if Fiyumi hadn't helped him with all those scars, even finding him after the first time it happened… he assumed he'd have gotten much worse, much sooner.

When he spent time with his siblings, it often made the bad thought disappear- so was that all he was without them? Was that who Kyoya was? Just an unstable bundle of bad thoughts? His fingers found his scars again, and he slowly traced over them, not daring to look… he was going to spend time with Yuuichi soon, he couldn't do that… but he wanted to, oh he was so tempted. He opened up the group chat, he could hurt himself in easier, less evident ways.

Child: He's a fucking wierdo, all those idiots my brother hangs out with are.

Woman#2: It's like, the only reason anyone even listens to, or pretends to care about him is because of who his father is.

Woman: Oh you don't know the half of it, he literally shows off his father's police force at any chance he gets.

He thinks being powerful is a personality trait.

Woman#2: I don't even know why they let him stay in the club, he doesn't even do any actual hosting.

Sorcerer: It's because Souh-san can't do maths.

Child: Lmao the guy he loves is using him, fucking ironic

Peasant: i think its sad…

Woman: Sad? It's fucking pathetic is what it is.

Kyoya promptly closed the group chat, feeling tears biting his eyes. He really, truly, desperately wanted to text Tamaki- to just ask if that was true. He knew it wasn't, he knew it, made no sense for it to be true… but that didn't stop it from hurting. His phone buzzed again, and Kyoya reacted with rage, tossing the thing across his bedroom, and curling up into a ball. Sure, he hated himself, and reason didn't really come into the equation at this point- but logic was Kyoya's best… and only quality, so he had to reason that bothering Tamaki, or anyone for that matter, would only serve to make himself look stupid, or crazy, or something to that degree.

He was still sitting in silence, and he didn't really want to get up in order to grab his phone. He wished he had one of those smart home things like the twins had, but his father considered them spyware- even if the house was already covered in cameras and microphones. Kyoya just lay there, maybe it wouldn't be silent if he was crying, but he couldn't cry… at least not like normal people. He was always silent in his sadness, tears running down his cheeks, he hated crying… it just reminded him how he wasn't normal, how he was broken- unemotional. He used to be proud of his silence when he was younger, he wasn't loud nor a bother like other children, he didn't scream or throw tantrums, he just sat quietly, getting on with his studies.

He had trained himself to be silent, thinking he'd be loved more, if he was quieter, more productive. Now that was all he was worth, it seemed he'd dug his own grave… he wasn't sure if he wanted to lay in it- death sounded wonderful, but he was terrified of leaving the people he cares about. He just lay there, he lay there… he stayed there for hours, just quietly crying- but then he got too tired to cry, and he felt quite thirsty, but he didn't want to move, so he lay there uncomfortably, staring into the middle distance.

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An Odd Saltinette Fic; Chapter 2

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The first two classes of the day were mathematics and literature, both of which Marinette excelled at. Finally, it was time for lunch, and time to see Felix. She knew he would likely be eating at school. He had never been very close to his family, and would likely see no reason to go home for lunch. She packed her things after her literature class and made her way to the cafeteria. She ignored the stares that came with being a new student. Marinette grabbed a simple lunch of tempura shrimp and rice, before subtly glancing around the room. She saw only two blond boys. One she vaguely recognized as the headmaster’s son, so that meant…

Marinette made her way to a corner of the room where her boyfriend-slash-fiancé sat, and settled her tray down on the table behind him, before slipping her hands over his eyes.

“Guess who?” Marinette struggled to contain her giggles. Suddenly, she was wrapped in his arms, and her head was tucked beneath his chin. “I missed you too, Felix-kun.” She lost control, and giggled into his neck.

“Hello, Marinette. I didn’t know you were coming to visit. How long will you be here for?” He murmured, guiding her into a seat beside his own, moving her tray to sit beside his. He pulled out a chair for her, ever the gentlemen.

“I’m not here to visit, Felix. I’m here to stay. Things in Paris were…not good. I’ll be staying here at Ouran until graduation. After that, I’ll do what Maman did, and travel Asia and Europe. Maybe even America.” She smiled at the look in his usually hard eyes. They were full of warmth and fondness. “Now, how have you been? Any more declarations of love?” She giggled at his constipated look.

“Three.” He wrinkled his nose. “Three, ma petite coccinelle, and it’s only been seven moths since I last saw you. I though about wearing my ring again, but realized it needed to be resized again.” He frowned.

“That’s what happens when you buy our engagement rings when we’re fourteen and thirteen. Teenagers grow, mon chevalier. Other than girls not realizing we’re engaged, how have you – “

“WHAT?!” A horrified voice squealed behind them. Marinette saw Felix wince, and frowned. This must have been one of the three. She pushed back her chair and turned to see a girl with reddish - brown hair, blue-grey eyes, and cheekbones she recognized as a Seika family trait. The Seika family was of royal descent, and often rather conceited. “Fe-chan, why is this commoner saying you’re engaged?” The girl turned pouty eyes on Felix, and Marinette seethed. She hated liars. She always had, but lately is what much worse. This girl, Ayanokoji, if her memory served, was fake as could be.

“Because I am, Seika-san. This is my fiancé, Dupain-Cheng Marinette. We’ve known each other our whole lives. Now, ma petite coccinelle, shall I escort you to your next class, seeing as our lunch was so rudely interrupted?” Felix offered her his arm, scooping up their bags.

“Gladly, mon chevalier.” She beamed at him, slipping her hand into the crook of his elbow, before leaning her head against his shoulder. The two remained quiet until they reached the quasi-empty halls. “I wonder how long until the whole school knows.” She giggled. She really couldn’t help herself. Being around Felix again made her happy.

“I imagine not too long. I’ll need to put a rush on our rings. Or would you prefer a new one? I saw a trillion-cut ruby ring, set in silver the other day. The accent stones were alternating old-European cut pink and black diamonds. It reminded me of you. It was only about two million, two-hundred thousand yen. Practically nothing for such a one-of-a-kind ring.” He rambled, lost in thought.

“Felix! There are so many reasons I don’t need a ring like that! For one thing, we’re still growing. For another, I do NOT need a ring that expensive! That could pay most people’s college tuition for a semester!” Marinette’s face was the color of a tomato.

“I can always get a ring resized, and besides, it’s not like we can’t afford it. It’s one of mother’s rough designs, I’m sure she wouldn’t notice if I had it made. She decided she didn’t like it, and scrapped it. We both know she would panic about designing you a ‘perfect’ wedding band, but this one would make the perfect engagement ring. Either way, you’ll wind up with a ring.” He shrugged. This was one of his more annoying habits, spoiling her rotten. When she had turned nine, she had expressed an interest in horses, and he had tried to but her a small ranch and race track as a gift. His mother had barely caught him.

“We can talk more about this later. For now,” She pecked him on the cheek, “I need to get to English. I’ll see you after school. We can go out to that one café not too far from the penthouse.” Marinette took her bag and ducked into her classroom, smiling at her fiancé’s slightly red face. Felix had never been the best with physical affection in public. Anything beyond hand holding and the boy turned to putty. Not to say he disliked physical affection. No, get him to relax and he’d become the biggest teddy bear you’d ever meet. For now, it was time for a lesson on the differences between ‘had’, ‘have’, and ‘has’. She internally groaned. Marinette spoke Italian, German, French, and Japanese, but she was awful at English. Maybe Shota-kun could tutor her.

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Ask game: ouran high school host club and kuroko no basket 🏀🌸

Another two for one, you guys are great ;_;) I enjoy these so much!

~ Ouran High School Host Club  🌸

❤ Favorite male: Shadow King and the host club’s mother, our dear Kyoya <3 Not only is he cute as fuck he’s hilarious. He reminds me of Inui and Yanagi from the prince of tennis where he has dirt on everyone. ❤ Favorite female: Haruhi ofc! She’s one of the few female characters I truly love and want to protect. I love her so much <3 ✖ Least favorite character: Ooohh what was her name, that red-headed girl that tried to act like Haruhi attacked her... I looked it up, her name is Seika Ayanokoji. Hate that bitch :not-amused: ❤ Most attractive: In terms of physical attractiveness, definitely Tamaki. In terms of personality, I’d say it’s between Tamaki and Kyoya. Mori is an honorable mention, as well. ❤ Three more characters that I like: Tamaki, Mori, Yuzuru

~ Kuroko no Basket  🏀

I haven’t finished this series so I’mma just go off the characters I know currently.

❤ Favorite male: This is a cruel question, how can I possibly choose ugh Probably Kise?? Most of the time when I imagine my OC he’s by her side as her best friend, so. Karamatsu is a VERY close second. ❤ Favorite female: Riko, ofc <3 Another female character that doesn’t bother me in the slightest, she’s the type of girl I’d love to have as a best friend. Super chill. ✖ Least favorite character: Hmm I’m on the fence about Akashi because I haven’t seen him enough to make a decision but he seems manipulative. Also, Hanamiya because I hate his face, and if I remember correctly he’s a total twat. ❤ Most attractive: For me personally, I have to go with Kasamatsu. Not only is he cute af, but his personality is also amazing and he’s so cute how he can’t talk to girls hehe ❤ Three more characters that I like: Kuroko, Kagami, Kiyoshi/Mitobe

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