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Male Yuu! Reader (Platonic Yandere) Part 1
@asillylitteseabunnyay More ideas! Warning: Really OOC characters (Even for yandere standards. This is a major reason as to why I write headcanons before writing a separate piece for them), I really did try to make this into one post but I really wanted to post something. Sorry for taking so long to post something.
For those who want a word count: 14,203 words. Once again, sorry for being really slow.
"(Y/N)! Wait up!"
I turned around to see Ace running up to me with Deuce trailing after him. A grin broke on my face at the sight of them. Those two always bring trouble with them and while it can be tiring, I could never imagine a different life that I could lead. Or at least, my life in Twisted Wonderland.
"Heya, guys! What's going on? Riddle chasing after you for breaking another rule or Azul wanting to capture you in a contract again?"
"Do you really think that whenever we want to see you we're in trouble? I'm kind of wounded."
Ace put on a fake pout before pulling a mock hurt pose.
"Because whenever you ARE in trouble, you come find me to get you out of it."
"Fair."
Deuce walked around Ace before greeting me.
"Good morning, (Y/N)!"
"Good morning, Deucey! How's your morning been so far?"
"It was quite uneventful which is a nice change of pace from how mornings normally are for us."
Deuce was pushed by Ace, who started laughing at Deuce who lost his footing.
Ace and Deuce started a stare off before I just lightly tapped both of their foreheads to snap them out of it.
"Yo, troublemakers! If you keep fighting like this, we're gonna have trouble coming our way. Let's move!"
Ace and Deuce nodded at me before we all started to sprint to get to P.E. Vargas was no joke when it came to being late. I would prefer not having to do twenty extra laps around the field, thank you very much.
Thankfully, we made it with only a minute left to spare. Jack and Epel were there ahead of us and claimed brooms for Ace and Deuce.
"If you three keep sleeping in, you're going to end up missing class."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Let's get this class done and over with."
Jack tossed the brooms to Ace and Deuce who caught them before turning towards me.
"(Y/N), do you want to ride with me on my broom today?"
I thought about the offer before another student butted into the conversation.
"I already offered the Human a ride on my broom last class!"
Sebek appeared out of nowhere, being loud like always. Although his words did remind me of yesterday. I was riding on Floyd's broom for class (Mainly because he wouldn't let me ride on anyone else's broom) and I nearly fell off many times. Sebek came to me after class and offered his broom instead. This did surprise me considering that Sebek has been a recent friend that I've made but I wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Anything to not ride with Floyd again.
"Yep, he's right, Jack. I promised Sebek that I would join him for this flight class. Although if you're offering for tomorrow, I wouldn't be opposed to that."
Jack gave me a nod before getting himself ready for flight. Looks like I have my flight partner for tomorrow! I walked with Sebek to the spot that he picked which was quite a bit away from the other first years but I didn't care that much about it. This class is a mix between all of the years so I wouldn't be surprised if Lilia or Silver was in this class as well.
"Child of Man."
Or I should have guessed that Malleus would be in this class.
"Hello, Hornton. I hope that this morning is treating you nicely."
I still can't really wrap my head around the fact that my night friend is really the Malleus Draconia. It's still something that I must get used to.
"Young Master!"
Sebek's face lit up with the biggest smile that I think I've ever seen which made a smile appear on my face. Even thought the half fae carries a huge amount of aggression towards humans, whenever he's happy, it's near impossible to not be happy along with him.
"ALRIGHT! Let's start working out those muscles!"
Coach Vargas appeared out of nowhere like he normally does and got everybody into line. Sebek positioned his broom safely between his legs while I tried to position myself carefully as well. The take off is always the hardest for whoever I'm flying with considering that we have to time the launch perfectly with each other.
Sebek was staring at me to make sure that I was ready and I gave him a quick nod to signal that I was ready for take off. We did a short run before jumping and taking off. I held onto Sebek for dear life when we started to get some serious altitude. I've learned that if I grab the broom while in flight, that I accidently cause some mild steering interference.
"Khee hee hee. Careful, (Y/N). You might end up causing a tear into Sebek's uniform."
I turned my head to my right to see Lilia flying there. Him being there made me recount all of the people in this class. Everyone was in this class today! I'm particularly amazed that Azul was able to get his broom up this high and the fact that Idia was riding the broom correctly. That might be because we're actually going for a flight around the island for class today.
"I'll loosen my grip in a bit. I'm still not a big fan of heights."
A shudder went up my spine when I looked down. I don't understand how people are able to fly this high up without being terrified.
"WOOOOO!"
I tilted my head up to see Cater riding his broom like a skateboard and doing tricks on it. I wish that I had a fraction of his courage to do something like that.
"Don't worry, Human! I will not be doing ridiculous stunts like that with you on the broom with me."
"Thanks, Sebek. I greatly appreciate it."
The class continued like normal. Many people were flying by Sebek and I to have a pleasant conversation. Riddle and the rest of Heartslabyul were checking in with me to make sure I didn't need a quick emergency landing. Sebek took mild offense to that saying 'If the Human needed to go down, I would be more than capable to take him down myself!'
"Are you sure that you would be taking the utmost of care that he is protected when flying down?"
"Of course, I would!"
"I don't know, Sebek. You don't always seem to be the perfect fit for protecting (Y/N)."
"Why you-!"
Ace and Sebek started a screaming match mid air, making me roll my eyes. Those two are like oil and water. Never to be mixed.
"Good morning, Prefect."
"Good morning, Dorm Leader Rosehearts!"
"(Y/N)..."
I let out a laugh at Riddle's warning tone. I love to tease him about his proper title.
"Sorry, sorry. Has your morning been calm?"
"Not in the slightest! There were nearly five rule breakers this morning! I don't know what they were thinking about having strawberry tea on a Thursday!"
"The lunacy!"
"I know!"
"Hehe, it did make for a magicamable morning though!"
Cater flew next to us, still in skateboard position.
"I bet it did!"
"I'll send you all of the pics after class! Kay-kay?"
"Kay-Kay!"
I like indulging in his vocabulary from time to time. It's interesting and different from my own!
"Ace. Stop fighting with Sebek before Riddle decides that it's off with your head."
Trey was ahead of all of us, flying backwards which was pretty impressive, mediating the fight between Sebek and Ace.
"But-!"
"YOU HEARD THE OTHER HUMAN, ACE! ADMIT YOUR DEFEAT!"
Don't fight Sebek, it isn't pretty.
Ace let out a scoff before flying towards Deuce. Riddle and Trey followed quickly after them to make sure that those two would stay out of trouble for the morning while Cater saw Idia and wanted a picture of him before he hid away for the rest of the day.
"*Yawn* Doesn't it get exhausting with all of those other noisy herbivores chatting your ear off?"
Leona and Ruggie came on the left and the right of us.
"I don't see it as tiring. In fact, it's actually quite fun to talk with your friends in the morning!"
Leona gave a smirk at me with a glint in his eyes. Oh no.
"That's just like you, Herbivore. Taking pity on other herbivores, especially those who follow that Lizard."
I felt Sebek tense at Leona's words. He turned his head to glare at Leona.
"How dare you insult the YOUNG MASTER?! YOU LAZY LION!"
Leona and Sebek started to have a shouting match over my head. Why does Sebek feel the need to fight with so many people this morning? Where does this energy come from?
"Psst, (Y/N)!"
I turned my head to see Ruggie. He gave me a slight wave before holding out an apple for me.
"Here! I decided to be kind today and got you an apple!"
"Thank you, Ruggie! Now. What do you want?"
Ruggie's kind smile turned into a slight smirk.
"Glad you asked! I have to do laundry later today and considering I did something nice for you, you could do something nice for me?"
"Sure, I'll come by noon to help you out."
"Thank you, (Y/N)! Shye hee hee!"
"Alright, leave (Y/N) and Sebek alone you guys."
Jack and Epel came out of nowhere and separated Leona and Ruggie from our broom.
"Hmph, self righteous fresh babies."
Leona flew off and motioned for Ruggie to follow him. Ruggie gave me a nod before flying after Leona. Sebek looked at Jack with anger.
"HOW DARE YOU INTERRUPT US, JACK!"
"Your yelling was giving (Y/N) a headache. Besides, you should be paying attention to flying and not crashing."
Epel then flew closer to me and took the apple from me.
"Hey!"
"Ya don't wanna ta eat this one. There's mealworms in it. Make yer stomach upset."
I looked at the apple with disgust. I can't believe that Ruggie would try to feed me something that like.
"Thanks, Epel. It looked like such a good apple too."
"It takes a trained eye ta tell. Seems like Ruggie needs a better eye."
Jack and Epel flew away after making sure that Sebek and I would be safe with flying.
"These useless creatures. Thinking that I'm incapable of taking care of a singular magicless human."
"Calm down, Sebek. I'm certain that they are just worried about me being up this high. It's not everyday that a magicless human goes off the ground. If it makes you feel better, I feel completely safe with you flying the broom."
Sebek gave a proud smirk before straightening his back and picking up the pace to continue flying with the group. I started to scan the sky for other people that I knew.
Azul didn't really come near us or anybody for that matter. I think that he was a tad scared of accidentally crashing into anybody which I think is a valid fear. I quickly shouted some encouragement to him. Jade and Floyd on the other hand had no problem with coming up to us. Jade mostly left us alone, saying that he was there to keep an eye on his brother. Floyd though...
"Awwww, Shrimpyyyy. Why are you flying with Crocodile instead of me todayyyy? Are you trying to get squeeeezed?"
"No Floyd. I'm riding Sebek because he offered."
"Hmph. That's no fun. Come here on my broom."
Floyd grabbed my arm and started trying to pull me onto his broom. Because of my near death grip on Sebek, it started to also mess with Sebek's flying as well.
"ARGH! STOP THIS INSTANT, YOU INSOLENT CREATURE!"
"Floyd! Stop that! This isn't funny!"
"Hehehehe~ I think that it's pretty funny. Come on, Shrimpy. It'll be safe."
"FLOYD!"
"Floyd. That's enough. You're causing (Y/N) to be uncomfortable."
Jade intervened by prying Floyd's hand off of my arm. Sebek was able to stabilize the broom and we were flying smoothly again.
"Booooo, you're no fun, Jade."
Jade let out a chuckle.
"Sorry, Floyd. Normally, I'd let you have your fun but there is a tad too much risk here."
My breathing normalized just in time for Kalim and Jamil to visit us on the left side.
"Hiya, (Y/N)! Good morning, Sebek!"
"Morning, Kalim! How's today treating you so far?"
"Today has been the best so far! Jamil made a delicious breakfast for the whole dorm! We also discussed planning a party for later this evening! Would you two like to join us?"
I noticed Jamil tense a bit at the mention of more people coming to the party. That man was under so much pressure that it's not even funny.
"Sorry! But I must keep watch over the Young Master at all times! I don't have time to partake in silly human activities!"
"Yeah, I have to decline as well, Kalim. Ramshackle has been in need of a clean up and I'll most likely have a bunch of homework to do tonight anyway. I hope that you have a pleasant party though!"
Kalim had a slight pout on his face before his normal smile reappeared.
"That's quite fine! Although the party won't be the same without you, (Y/N)!"
Kalim then flew ahead of us. Jamil looked at me and I gave him a wink and a smile. I wasn't really too busy tonight but I decided to do him a solid. Jamil gave a small quirk of his lips before flying after Kalim.
"First Potato."
I turned my head to the right to stare at Vil. Boy, was he as intimidating as ever?
"Sit up straight. If you keep curling into Cucumber here, your posture will be horrendous."
I nodded at Vil before trying to sit up straight. The wind decided to pick up then and there, wobbling the broom. I immediately curled back into Sebek.
"Thanks for the advice Vil but I think that I'm going to stay curled until the end of the flight."
Vil narrowed his eyes slightly before directing his attention to the front.
"Oh, le pauvre escroc! Although, I must admit that the sight of your fear brings out a completely new side of your beauty to light!"
I saw Rook upside down which made me jolt a bit. Sebek let out a grunt.
"Human! Be careful!"
"Sorry, Sebek!"
Rook only let out a laugh before going to Vil to fawn over him. The duo flew off which made me let out a sigh of relief. I'm glad that I was able to befriend those two at VDC but I won't lie that I'm terrified of what those two can do together.
"(Y/N)-San!"
Ortho's voice traveled into my ears which made me look behind myself to see him there.
"Ortho! It's nice to see you and your brother this morning!"
"Yes! Niisan prefers to skip this class but he was more than willing to go when he heard about it being a mixed class. I'm still not too certain as to why though."
"Maybe he misheard. I have no idea either though."
"Oh yeah! Niisan wanted me to ask you if you were down for playing with him tonight over voice chat! He has recently been really involved with a new MMORPG that he wants to play with you."
I thought about it before realizing that Kalim was still nearby. I couldn't just brush off one friend and not the other. Sorry, Idia.
"Sorry, Ortho but I have to clean up Ramshackle tonight. With Grim being trapped inside all day, he's sure to make a mess. Or more of a mess."
I wasn't lying about Grim being stuck inside all day. Two days ago, a freak accident happened in the cafeteria which ended up with Grim's tail being broken. I prescribed him bed rest and plenty of bandages for healing. He made a mild fit about it before realizing that I wasn't about to forfeit my ground.
"Oh."
Ortho looked a bit disheartened but I had to stay strong. It doesn't help that I see Ortho as a brother. I want the robo kid happy!
"Yeah, really sorry, Ortho. Maybe tomorrow, I can play games with Idia."
Ortho seemed to perk up at that before zooming past us to talk with Idia. Sebek was quick to fix his course with the new air ripples.
"CAREFUL OF WHERE YOU'RE FLYING!!"
"Calm down, Sebek, he's just a kid."
"Ah, youth. I hope that you young ones won't mind me joining your flight?"
Lilia made his reappearance and started to fly with us.
"Master Lilia!"
"Welcome back, Lilia! Where did you come from?"
"Khee hee hee. I was just trying to arrange something. Don't worry too much about it."
Two more people came up to fly next to us. It was Malleus and Silver! I gave both of them a wave which they returned.
"See! I thought that it would be nice for our dorm to fly together! Even if you're not part of our dorm, you're still quite a treasured friend to us all!"
"I'm honored that you won't kick me out of your dorm flying session."
We all just flew in peace for a bit but that peace didn't last for long.
"Freak wind!"
A huge gust of wind came out of nowhere causing me to lose my grip on Sebek and fall off the broom.
"(Y/N)!"
Sebek tried to grab me but sadly, he was much too slow. I kept falling before I finally hit the ground. It was so painful. A huge pain seared through my leg, back, head and arm. Oh, the times when you wish that you had magic to make all of your problems go away. Sadly, my wishes won't be answered anytime soon.
I heard a bunch of calls of my name. I tried to keep my eyes open but the pain in my head was making it insanely hard.
"(Y/N)! I found him!"
Deuce came into my line of sight and I tried to give him a smile but the look on his face made me think that my smile wasn't exactly a smile.
"Don't worry, (Y/N). You'll be fine. I know that you'll be fine. You have to be fine!"
I tried to get some words of comfort out for Deuce but the pain got too much for my brain to handle. I let out a groan and passed out. My dreams were really weird. There were a bunch of different clouds who were talking over each other. It was near impossible to make out what they were trying to say. It started to hurt my head mildly.
I was thankful when I started to wake from the dream. The voices of the clouds went quiet, giving my head the needed break from noise that it wanted. I started to open my eyes but they were really sensitive to light and there was plenty of it in the room.
"Urrrr, that's really bright."
"He's up!"
"Now that was loud."
My eyes adjusted to the light and I saw Sebek kneeling next to me. I started to look around the room more and everybody was there watching me, concern and relief were reflective in their eyes.
"Ugh, what's going on, guys?"
I tried to sit up from my lying down position but I let out a scream. It was much too painful to even sit up. Next thing that I knew everybody was surrounding me and trying to make sure that I was okay.
"(Y/N)!"
"Don't strain yourself."
"Stay down, Shrimpy!"
Everyone's face held such amounts of concern. Even Leona! I didn't even really think that he even tolerated me in the slightest! The more that the situation processed in my brain, the more funny that I found it. I even started laughing which shocked everyone around me.
"This is no laughing matter, (Y/N)! You were severely injured!"
"Sorry, Riddle, but you must admit the way that you all are acting is quite bizarre!"
Everyone looked at each other confused before returning their gazes back to me as if they wanted a further explanation.
"I mean, c'mon guys! You're treating me as if I'm a fragile glass doll that will break if someone so much as breathed on me! You've seen me fight at least five different overblots! I think that I'm strong enough to handle a bad crash."
Everyone stayed silent at what I said. Apparently, they have forgotten how much that I've been through ever since I arrived at Twisted Wonderland.
My stomach interrupted the silence with a warning that I was hungry. Leona was actually the first to react.
"Ruggie, take this and go get (Y/N) something good to eat. Don't skimp out."
"You got it."
Ruggie rushed out of the room, most likely going to the cafeteria. He really doesn't have to get me food, more importantly expensive food. I would just be happy with a bag of chips and a bottle of water to tide me over for now.
"You really didn't have to send Ruggie out to do that. I think that I could have just gotten a ghost from Ramshackle to get me the leftovers from last night."
Vil snapped his head towards me when I mentioned leftovers.
"Do you mean those unhealthy, instant foods that I've heard from Epel that you order from Sam so much?"
A mild blush appeared on my face. It's true that I haven't really gotten the chance to really have a decent meal in a few months but hey! Life on a budget was never easy!
"Yes, those foods. I didn't finish the oven pizza that I got yesterday. There should be more than enough food unless Grim ate most of it today."
Vil then turned his head to Leona.
"Tell Ruggie to order two of whatever he is getting for the prefect. He obviously needs better food choices than what he is supplying himself with."
Leona only nodded his head before pulling out his phone to text Ruggie his new order.
"At least, I'm keeping Sam in business."
Crowley then entered the nurse's office, making me slightly jump and hurt myself more.
"GOODNESS GRACIOUS! Broken bones are no joke!"
"(Y/N)! I've heard about your condition!"
Crowley also looked around at all of the students who were already there.
"Appears that the rest of our student body has enough concern for our dear magicless student."
Crowley then made his way to the bedside and looked down at me.
"Now then, we must figure out a way to make sure that you can heal quickly and safely! I am not able to handle all of your needs everyday.
Hmmmm, I'm wondering if you would be fine if a ghost just brought you meals and Grim could give you your homework that you've missed."
"Grim is out of school on injury as well, Headmage."
"Hmmm, maybe your professors would be kind enough to bring your homework to you."
"Headmage."
Crowley and I turned our heads to look at Riddle. He had a straight face but I could tell that he had a plan.
"We Heartslabyul students will be more than willing to take care of (Y/N). He has helped us out more than times than we can count, either with overblots or if someone was going to break one of our rules."
"Yeah! Besides, (Y/N) and I are like, best friends! I'd be more than happy to try and teach him the lessons that he missed! Also I'd be cursed if I didn't help him out when he really needs it."
"Since I'm also one of (Y/N)'s close friends, I can help keep him company between classes! So that he isn't too lonely during the day!"
"I can help him during meal times and create a small dessert for him everyday. It wouldn't be too much a hassle."
"And I can keep him updated on current events! #KeepingThePrefectInTheLoop!"
Ace, Deuce, Trey and Cater all seemed super excited to help me with my recovery. Although a scoff from Leona and Vil resounded in the room.
Riddle was immediately on the defense and sent one of his strongest glares their way.
"Do you two have a problem with our plan?"
Leona gave an eye roll before saying his part.
"You're really going to entrust that idiotic herbivore to catch the prefect up on the lessons that he missed? Even if you taught that herbivore by himself, I'm still certain that he still would fail his classes."
Ace got visibly angry at Leona words but was held back by Deuce. Probably because the Headmage was still in the room.
Vil put in his thoughts next.
"None of you will actually take care of the prefect in the way that he deserves. I doubt anybody would be willing to make sure the prefect stays presentable even in casts."
Trey and Cater looked between themselves before returning Vil's glare. But soon enough, something else caused an uproar amongst the group.
"But I want to help (Y/N) to get better as well!"
Kalim looked very determined to be useful to me before looking over to Jamil with pleading eyes.
"Right, Jamil? We want to make sure that (Y/N) gets the utmost of care!"
"Kalim's right. I doubt that any of you had to take care of someone who was sick. I've been in the caretaker role so I think that we are most likely the best to assure (Y/N)'s quick recovery. Kalim has also had experience with taking care of his younger siblings as well."
A loud thud was heard from behind Jamil which got everyone's attention drawn to Sebek.
"NONE OF YOU SHALL HELP THE HUMAN! IT WAS MY OWN SHORTCOMINGS THAT CAUSED THE HUMAN TO BE INJURED IN THE FIRST PLACE! THUS I SHALL TAKE UP EACH AND EVERY DUTY MYSELF!"
Soon enough, there was a whole yelling match between all of the dorms on who would be able to take care of me. Soon enough, Crowley had enough of the fighting and silenced them all.
"ALRIGHT!
While I'm moved to tears by seeing all of my students work together for a common goal, we still must come up with a schedule to make sure that Mr. (Y/N) gets the care that he needs.
Thankfully, my quick thinking has come up with the perfect solution!
Mr. (Y/N) will stay here in the nurse's office and each day a different dorm will take care of him. Heartslabyul on Monday, Savanaclaw on Tuesday, etc, etc."
Everyone reluctantly nodded to the plan. It sounded like a good plan considering that everybody would get what they want in the end. There was some mild awkward silence before Ruggie kicked open the doors with his hands full of food.
"Okay, so I bought twenty meals because that was all that I could have afforded with Leona's money plus haggling."
Leona facepalmed before letting out a groan.
"You useless hyena, I wanted you to get at least fifty meals with that money."
Thus started the crazy recovery scheme between all of the dorms.
Heartslabyul's day was probably one of the most relaxing days that a person like me could have. At the start of every day, Trey would come in and bring me a homemade breakfast. It always was some sort of pastry like pancakes, waffles or croissants. For the first two weeks, mainly because of the pain that I would acquire if I moved too much, Trey spoon fed me my breakfasts. I promised him that I would pay him back for meals but he always told me that it wouldn't be necessary.
"There's no reason to repay me, (Y/N). I'm used to taking care of my younger siblings."
Then throughout the day, Cater and Deuce would visit at random times. I'm ninety percent certain that Cater skipped a good portion of his classes and clubs to hang out with me. He would stay late into the night as well, taking pictures or showing me random memes that he found funny. Though per my demand, he would put his phone away and ignore it while we played a board game that he 'borrowed' from the board game club.
"Time for a new pic for the cam! I'm going to title this one 'Brothers Night In!'"
Deuce would come during the breaks between our classes to either lightly talk about what happened during class or tell me how much that he missed me during classes.
"I've never truly realized how boring classes are without you there."
Lunch is always spent with Riddle. He brings personally brewed tea for both of us to enjoy! He also makes sure that I'm properly taken care of and that none of his dorm members were slacking on their jobs.
"You're happy with how my dorm members are doing? Good. I'm glad that they are upholding your expectations. If they ever let you down, let me know. I'll make sure that they know better than to disappoint my family."
Finally, Ace is probably the person that I see the least of but considering what I know about him, it's quite believable that he wouldn't be there as often as the others. He does get me my homework and brings me dinner though.
"Yo, little bro! Sorry for being late with your stuff today! Basketball club started straight after school today. Let's eat before we start getting work done!"
Savanaclaw is next. To be honest, with only three of them throughout the day, it is quite hectic. Especially with Leona as one of the caretakers. Since Leona normally skips classes, he now sleeps in the nurse's office with me all day. Sometimes, if he doesn't fall asleep, we end up having a pleasant talk. He also makes sure that I'm comfortable with extra blankets if I'm cold or more pillows if the bed isn't soft enough. He does get mad if I try to situate the blankets myself.
"Stop squirming. Let your pride watch over you for a while."
Ruggie was the most hardworking out of the three. He had to get meals for me and Leona. Not to mention that a good majority of time he was trying to convince Leona to go at least to one of his classes on Tuesday. I told him that if he was too busy with Leona, he doesn't have to take care of me.
"Don't worry about me, (Y/N)! I always take care of the younger ones at home, you're no different!"
Jack was quite useful with teaching me all that I missed. He takes everything slowly which I appreciate! Alchemy has been really hard for me ever since I've arrived in Twisted Wonderland. It's like chemistry and I nearly failed when I took that.
"Did you understand that? Good. The last time that I had to teach like this was with my younger siblings when they wanted to learn how to snowboard."
Wednesday is one of those days that I can't wait for it to end. Floyd doesn't care what hurts me exactly. He sometimes just picks me up from my bed and carries me around campus.
"Why are you crying, Shrimpy? Elvers like you need all of the fresh air that they can get~!"
Normally after many tears and a majority of my day, Jade arrives and relieves Floyd of his job. Floyd always puts up a fight telling Jade that he isn't done playing with me but Jade reminds him of whatever Azul needed him to do now. Floyd becomes quiet before trudging off, a scowl on his face. Jade then normally takes me back to the nurse's office with an apology.
"I must apologize for my brother. He doesn't understand that you need your rest, (Y/N). He called you an 'elver'? Well, I won't disagree with him but don't worry. It's not an insult."
All of the meals on Wednesday are supplied by the Mostro Lounge per demand of Azul. Floyd packed breakfast and lunch for us to prevent me having to be stuck in the office all day. Dinner is the only meal that I can enjoy in a comfortable position. Azul personally delivers it to me and provides a small bit of entertainment for me.
"I do hope that the food is to your liking! I would hate for a fry to go hungry during the time that they need to heal!"
When it comes to Scarabia's turn, it's probably the most organized day. That might be because Jamil is in charge of most of the things when it comes to taking care of me. He always comes with handmade meals, extra pillows in case the ones that I've been laying on have lost their fluff, etc, etc. He always seems to know what I want.
"Here you go. A light novel for you to read to make sure that you aren't bored in bed all day. How did I know that you wanted something to read? Call it 'Caretaker's intuition'."
Kalim didn't really have anything to help me get better but his charismatic personality always made my day! After school, we would just talk about the most random things to pass the time. Kalim's most favorite subject to talk about though is his home. He talks as if I've been there before though.
"And then we all went swimming! Where did we go swimming? (Y/N)! You know that we have a pool back at home!"
Pomefiore's day is quite restless for me. Before the sun is even up, Vil is there, doing a two hour long skincare routine for me. There have been times where I've almost fallen back asleep while he was taking care of my skin. Normally, if that does happen, he flicks my forehead which wakes me up immediately.
"The others may have let you become lazy but I won't let that continue on any longer. I'll make sure that you're properly taken care of. I refuse to let my junior deteriorate anymore."
Rook likes to randomly surprise me during the day and give me plenty of compliments about my strength. His weirdness was fully on display but to be honest, I always loved when Rook was true to himself. It was also fun to look at his Neige scrapbook!
"Magnifique! I'm so overjoyed that my Jeune Chercheur de Beauté is being inspired by my collection! Don't worry mon protégé, Je ferai un album à votre beauté bien assez tôt!"
Epel comes to visit to give me my homework before setting up his own work to do with me. Surprisingly, we don't talk that much during the time that we do hang out, preferring to enjoy each other's presence in silence. When we do decide to talk, it's always short but I enjoy having them.
"Rook and Vil did what? Ah can never understand those two. But I'm glad ya can put up with them."
Saturday is when the Shroud brothers come to visit, it's the only time that Idia will actually leave his room to visit me or maybe another reason gets him out and about. I'm not too certain anymore mainly because I don't know how Idia functions half the time.
"u-u-um! hiya, (Y/N)-San! ugh, this is so embarrassing. i-i-i-i brought my portable gaming set up so that we can beat all of the other normies online! if there were people in classes today, i would totally have dreaded this more."
To balance Idia's nerves, Ortho was nearly sparking with excitement! He was in his alchemy outfit and running constant tests on me. Although he would make sure to cheer Idia and I on whenever we were either having a hard time or won a hard match!
"Niisan and Ani are so awesome! Everyone else will see how cool the two of you are together!"
Then comes Sunday. The second most hectic day of any week. I at least don't get hurt. All that I get is mild deafness in one of my ears. Sebek doesn't leave my side while begging for my forgiveness for letting this happen.
"PLEASE FORGIVE ME, (Y/N)! I'M SORRY THAT I FAILED YOU AS YOUR OLDER! I WILL NEVER LET SOMETHING HAPPEN LIKE THIS AGAIN TO YOU! I PROMISE THAT I WILL PROTECT YOU WITH EVERYTHING THAT I CAN!"
Silver was thankfully calmer than most of the others. Although he did have his own overprotective tendencies but was amazingly more organized than anybody else's! Especially for a sleepy guy.
"Sebek, you should think about getting (Y/N) some food if you want him to forgive you."
Lilia would actually prevent Silver's plan from working by bringing in his own food for me to eat. Fun fact: I can amazingly stomach his food. Considering that I'm ninety five percent certain that I should have food poisoning, his food doesn't even taste all that bad.
"Here you go, my little bat! A nice, warm meal that will fill you up! Don't be shy about engorging yourself! There's more than enough."
Malleus is probably the person who was the most affected by my injuries. He wouldn't really talk with me but just look over my casts with what could best be described as melancholy.
"I'm so sorry, my dear Child of Man. I should have never let this happen to you in the first place. I've failed you as a friend. Trust me, I promise you this as the Prince of Briar Valley, I will never let anything hurt you again."
This cycle continued on for a little over ten weeks. What was supposed to be a seven week recovery was heavily deterred by a reckless Floyd Leech. But I was so excited to be able to move on my own for the first time in a little over two months! When the nurse gave me the okay to move, I tried to stand on my feet right away. I didn't even wait for anybody to appear. I am so relieved that I can take care of myself again and no longer be a burden to everybody.
"Okay, I've got this! One, two, and up we go!"
I got up onto my feet and while I did wobble for a bit, I was pretty sturdy for someone who hasn't used their legs in a while. I didn't try anything risky like jumping or running but I was walking little laps around the nurse's office. The nurse gave me plenty of encouragement to try bigger strides or other things to improve my movement.
It was all fun and games until it was time for my guests to come in. Since it was a Wednesday, Floyd was the person who came in first to see me walking around on my feet.
"SHRIMPY! You're supposed to stay in bed!"
"I don't have to stay in bed anymore, Floyd! The nurse gave me the okay this morning! Besides, even if I was in bed, you would have just picked me up and carried me halfway across campus."
"That's not the point, Shrimpy! Elvers can't really take care of themselves without their swarm protecting them!"
"Floyd, this is a good thing! Besides, what is an elver anyway? You've been calling me one ever since I was injured. And I don't have a swarm!"
"Yes, you do! Jade and I are your swarm! We can't be having our little brother putting himself at risk!"
I went silent at what Floyd said. Little brother? I'm not their little brother. Floyd is known for going off in his own world from time to time but... I'm actually starting to worry that something happened to him.
"Floyd? Are you feeling alright?"
"Of course I am, Shrimpy! Although, you walking around as if you're some stingray, did give me a bit of a fright~"
"I wanted to make sure, Floyd, you do realize that I'm not your little brother right?"
"What are you talking about, Shrimpy? You've always been our little brother! Shrimpy can be soooooo forgetful sometimes~"
"No, Floyd. I'm not your brother."
Floyd's lazed/relaxed facial expression turned into a scowl when I tried to press the fact that we're not related. He wrapped his arms around me and gave me a light, warning squeeze.
"Shrimpy, I'm not in the mood to hear lies from you. You ARE my little brother, an elver, and you are not ready to walk around the school by yourself."
If Floyd squeezes me now, there's a good chance that something will break again and I will have to be bed ridden again. I can deal with Floyd acting as if I was a baby eel for a little while. He'll get bored after a short while with this.
"Okay, okay, sorry Floyd. I think hitting my head from my fall must have caused me to forget some things."
"It's okay, Shrimpy~ You can be stupid from time to time but that's because you're still growing~ Soon enough, you're going to be as long as Jade and I! Now back to bed you go!"
Floyd picked me up and plopped me back down on the bed. The nurse tried to explain to Floyd that I was fine to walk on my own. He didn't take it kindly.
"Are you trying to tell me how to take care of my younger brother? Sounds like a nurse shark wants to be squeezed today~"
The nurse backed down after that. I don't blame him though. I wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of Floyd's aggressions. Floyd didn't look away from the nurse and looked like he was going to attack the nurse anyway. I had to do something before Floyd acted on his impulses.
"So, Floyd, what do you have planned for us today? I really want to bond with my big brother some more!"
I've never seen Floyd's head turn so fast or his expression change more than it did right then. For a second there, Floyd's smile could actually challenge Kalim's smile for the brightest smile in the world.
"Oh, I'm so glad that you asked, Shrimpy~! I originally planned on taking us to the Mostro Lounge so that we can swim for a bit, then we could go find Goldfishie and bother him for a bit and finally, end the day with some basketball! Buuuutttttt I think that we should just take it easy today and just talk. You've already had enough action today with that scary walking stunt that you had this morning. Right, Shrimpy?"
Floyd's expression changed once again. His eyes held a dangerous glint that threatened me to agree with him. I only nodded my head because I don't trust my voice to stay strong.
"Gooooooddd~"
Floyd and I talked and ate together in the nurse's office for a majority of the day. I was quite shocked by the fact that Floyd fought his mood swings away. He mentioned multiple times how bored he was and how he wanted to go bother someone or go do something but what he said afterwards is the reason why I really need to talk with Jade.
"But... I need to protect Shrimpy~ So many predators here would love to sink their teeth into a yummy elver~"
I don't think I've ever been more happy to see Jade walk into the nurse's office. Nor do I think I've ever seen Jade so shocked before.
"Oh, you were actually telling the truth."
"What~? Why would I lie to you?"
"Apologies but I truly thought that you would have ran off by now."
"Yeeeeeessshhh. Nice to know how much you trust me, Jade. But we need to have a talk."
I raised an eyebrow at Floyd. What did they need to talk about? Probably some Mostro Lounge business that I can't know about.
"Shrimpy here was walking around on his own two legs this morning!"
Jade looked even more shocked at Floyd's words. He was quick to rush to my bedside and pulled out his pen. It started glowing but I was just confused as to what he was doing exactly.
"There's no life threatening damage but that doesn't mean that there is no damage at all. What were you thinking, (Y/N)? You shouldn't be putting your body under strain."
"The nurse said that I was okay to move around again. I'm no longer in pain whenever I move, Jade!"
"Oi, Shrimpy, watch your tone. There's no reason to talk to your older brother like that."
Floyd grabbed my hand and started to squeeze it. It got so harsh that I started to writhe from the pain.
"Easy on him, Floyd. Remember what we've learned about children. When they act up, it's because they don't think that they're getting enough attention. (Y/N) here probably just feels very neglected."
"What?!"
"Riigghhtt! Shrimpy must be acting up because I didn't take him on adventures like I normally do! Shrimpy, if you were feeling suffocated in this room, you could have just told me! I wouldn't be mad~!"
Floyd then let go of my hand and pressed a light kiss to my palm. As if that would take away the pain. Jade only nodded his head before picking me up bridal style.
"Jade?! Put me down now!"
"Now, now, I know that elvers like you want to move on their own but Floyd and I cannot have you risk your health and safety anymore. Come along, Floyd. Let's go see Azul."
"Yippee! Let's go on an adventure!"
Floyd busted the doors down to the ground and made sure that Jade had a clear path of walking. Jade took his time walking with me in his arms. Eventually, we made it to the main area of the school where there were many more students. I swallowed very harshly. One misstep and I was going to be hurt once again. Thankfully, it turns out that the tweels had a plan before I did.
"MOVE OUT OF THE WAY! SHRIMPY COMING THROUGH!"
Floyd ran throughout the hallway full force, either scaring or pushing students out of the way, giving Jade a safe pathway to walk and carry me through. I still had a bunch of bandages on me and when Floyd would drag me around normally, students would be in classes. Now, it was passing time for certain classes. Everybody was staring at me and I felt my face burn with embarrassment. I buried my face into Jade's blazer and heard him chuckle.
"Don't laugh at me."
"Sorry, (Y/N). I just wished that I knew how cute my younger brother could be."
"I'm not your younger brother."
"Don't be silly, (Y/N). Of course, you are! If you weren't, why would Floyd and I be taking care of you?"
"Because we're friends?"
"Nonsense. If Azul was in your situation, I assure you..."
Jade shifted my head so that I could see his very sharp teeth.
"He would not be getting the same treatment that you are."
I shut up after that. It's times like these when I question which Leech twin is worse to deal with. Floyd is loud and destructive but Jade is always unassuming which results in me forgetting why I should be wary of him as well. As soon as either Floyd, Jade or Azul is done and bring me back to the nurse's office, I'm heading straight for Ramshackle. Don't care if I have to sit on my butt to go down the stairs, I'm sleeping in Ramshackle tonight.
"Phew! I think I cleared the way enough. See, Shrimpy! Now you're getting plenty of fresh air and we're having a fun adventure like a family! Ahhh~ I can't wait for the day that we can terrify all of these boring guppies together!"
I looked at Floyd and gave him a meek smile. I already tried both of the tweels to get out of this situation to no avail. Last thing that I needed was to upset both of them.
"Good job, Floyd. Would you like to hold our younger elver for a while?"
"Yes!"
I was passed to Floyd's arms. He gave me a light squeeze before starting to skip through the hallways. I've never felt so much like a doll before.
"Mr. (Y/N)!"
Professor Trein! My savior!
"Why were you not in class today? The nurse told all of the staff that you were healed enough to go to class this morning!"
"Ehh~ Red Squid sensei, Shrimpy her-"
"I do not care for what you have to say, Mr. Leech. Mr. (Y/N) now must get to class. Put him down and run off to your own classes."
Floyd glared at Trein before, reluctantly putting me down on my feet. I was slightly wobbly but thankfully, Trein let me lean on him. Jade and Floyd just continued to glare at Trein until we both were out of their line of sight.
"Thank you, Professor Trein. I really appreciate you helping me out there."
Trein gave me a perplexed look before pulling me off to the side.
"What do you mean 'helping', Mr. (Y/N)?"
I gave Trein the quick rundown of what happened this morning. He knew that I was injured but he didn't know about the tweels' behavior.
"That about sums it all up."
Trein had a look on his face as if I were a ghost. Or some rare creature considering we see ghosts all of the time.
"This is far more concerning than their normal behaviors. Mr. (Y/N), I recommend staying away from the Leech twins. It would be the best for your own safety."
My heart filled up with unease at Professor Trein's words. I hated the idea of just ghosting Floyd and Jade but I do think that some time away from them would do me some good and vice versa.
I nodded my head before following Trein to Alchemy class. Our entrance was really loud mainly because we had a test in class today. My normal first year crew was there but also a good portion of third years was also there. Turns out it was another mix class. I turned my attention to Professor Crewel, who was writing furiously at his desk.
"Ah. The mutt has finally arrived. Did you already give him detention, Trein?"
"No."
Professor Crewel's pen stops mid-motion before Crewel lifted his head, looking at Trein with disbelief.
"How come?"
"He wasn't ditching class on purpose. Floyd and Jade were preventing him from coming to class."
All of the writing pens went still and the room reached new levels of silent. Everybody was now looking at me with concern. All of them knew that if the Leech twins have any interest in you, you are in trouble.
Crewel and Trein seem to have a silent conversation before Crewel stands up.
"All of you puppies, continue your tests! Mutt, take your seat and don't cause a mess. Professor Trein and I have some things to discuss."
I only gave Crewel a quick bow when he was leaving the room with Trein before taking the only seat left in the class. Between a first year that I don't know very well and Trey.
Trey looked over at me. I gave him a quick smile to show that I was alright. He tapped the bandages on my arm, before putting a dramatic frown. I waved my hand before putting my fingers to the corner of my lips and lifted them into a smile.
Crewel walked back in and Trey and I stopped miming to each other. I just sat there staring at my blank desk while waiting for everyone to finish with their tests.
"Mutt."
I raised my gaze to meet Crewel's stare. I couldn't stop myself from flinching. It felt like he was staring into my soul slightly.
"Y-yes, Professor?"
"I want to talk with you after class. Don't try to escape with the crowd."
"Yes, Professor."
My voice could barely count as a whisper. I felt the pity radiating off of all the other students for me. First, I was stuck with Floyd and Jade and now, I'm going to be stuck with Professor Crewel. Oh why, oh why did the nurse have to give an okay to leave?! Why couldn't he have waited for tomorrow when Kalim and Jamil were going to visit?!
After about ten more minutes, people started to turn in their tests before leaving the classroom. I watched as Ace and Deuce left. I waved at them while they left. Ace sent me a heart symbol while Deuce gave two thumbs up. Malleus and Lilia were the next of my friends to leave. Lilia put a small bag on my desk while Malleus only stared at me. Soon enough, the only people in the classroom left were Trey, Crewel and myself. Trey already turned in his test but was just standing in front of my seat to talk with me.
"Are you sure that you'll be okay? I can stay behind if you're scared."
"I'll be okay, Trey. I do owe Professor Crewel anyway. I've been only a mutt to him for a while now. Maybe I can make it up to him."
Trey looked displeased when I said mutt but I pushed him slightly in the shoulder.
"Head on out. If you're so worried about me, you're allowed to wait for me outside. I wouldn't mind company for the trip back to Ramshackle."
Trey casted me one more sad look before leaving. After he left, Crewel stood up and took his place at my seat.
"Alright, mutt. Trein explained to me about your... situation with the Leech twins. Floyd and Jade acted highly inappropriate for it to just be written off as a casual misunderstanding. If you wish, as much as I despise taking care of the mutts of the litter, I am willing to make sure that you're safe from being torn apart by the purebreds."
I only shook my head at Crewel's offer. If Crewel did try to intervene like how Trein did, it would just cause more chaos for me. Last thing that anybody needs are angry human eels. Crewel gave me a disgusted look when I started to shake my head.
"I'm a bit offended that a mutt like you refused my services. But! I'm relieved that I don't have to protect filthy, impure mutts like you."
Crewel's words stung me a bit but in all honesty, I was used to them by now. He has always had a weird grudge against me since I first arrived at Twisted Wonderland.
"T-thank you for the offer, Sir. I'll be on my way now."
I got out of my seat and rushed out of the alchemy room with Lilia's tiny bag. Last thing that I need to do is upset Crewel even more and actually get detention for skipping. I let out a sigh of relief.
"(Y/N)!"
Deuce's voice flooded my ears before I felt him. He wrapped me in a tight hug. It caused a bit of discomfort but not as bad as Floyd's squeezes could be.
"Ouch. Hiya, Deucey!"
"Ouch? Am I hurting you?!"
"Only a tad but I know that you're doing it by accident."
"I'm so sorry! Please forgive me!"
"Calm down, Deuce. It's not a problem! What are you doing here exactly?"
"I asked them the same thing when I left the classroom."
Trey spoke up with Ace by his side.
"We're here because of the fact that you're our friend! Crewel can be so harsh to you sometimes! Really? MUTT?! At least Deuce and I get called puppies but you just get called a mutt!"
Ace continued to rant in his own world while we all just listened. Trey and Deuce agreed a lot with what Ace was saying, even as it went into dragging others.
"And who do those twins think they are?! The nurse said that you were okay to go back to classes and they prevented you from doing so?! They should be expelled for doing something like that!"
"You should really watch your mouth, Trappola."
"Yeah, Crabby. You never know who might be around to hear it."
Ace's face became paler even more than it normally is when he heard Floyd and Jade's voice come from around the corner. I totally thought that Ace was going to be a goner but amazingly, the tweels let it slide. Unfortunately, it was because their attention was laser focused on me.
"Shrimpy~~~! Let's go to the Mostro Lounge now! Elvers like you need all of the yummy food that they can get! I'm pretty certain that Crabby couldn't feed you the food that you need!"
Floyd grabbed my wrist and started pulling it, trying to drag me away from the Heartslabyul students. I started to put up some resistance against Floyd which surprisingly got his attention.
"Shrimpy, don't fight me! I only want what's best for you~"
"OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!"
"URK!"
A collar appeared around Floyd's neck and a wind spell sent him flying backwards into Jade. Riddle, basically coming out of nowhere and in his dorm uniform, looked really, really mad. His head was reaching new shades of dark red that I don't think that the art majors of my world would be able to identify.
"FLOYD! You're not allowed to bother any of my dorm members for your own entertainment! Trey, Deuce, Ace. Grab (Y/N) and come along. We have important plans to take care of!"
"Yes, Dorm Leader Rosehearts!"
Ace and Deuce linked their arms with one of my own on each side while Trey went behind all of us to prevent either Floyd or Jade grabbing me from behind.
"YOU CAN'T JUST STEAL OUR ELVER! BRING HIM BACK!"
Floyd was screaming and throwing a fit while Jade was silent. I tried to turn my head to see if I could get a glance at either of them but Trey only put his hand on the back of my neck.
"Don't look back at them. I don't want you to be influenced by their terrible behavior."
I gulped when I heard the disdain in Trey's voice. It's so weird to hear such a negative tone from a person who is normally so chill. Ace and Deuce appeared to have agreed with what Trey said.
"It's bad enough that you had to spend every Wednesday with those three. Who knows what damage they did to you?"
"Yeah! We're going to make sure that you're far away from bad influences!"
I thought about what Ace said before I started laughing.
"What are you laughing about?"
"Ace. You are the king of bad influences. Before my fall, you wanted me to join you in putting five bath bombs into each toilet that is in the main building. I had to restrain you from doing that."
"Shhhhhh, we don't need to talk about that."
"Ace, I'll be having a talk with you later."
Riddle turned his head to glare at Ace. Deuce and Trey started snickering at the interaction between Ace and Riddle. They started to bicker about whether or not Ace deserves to be punished.
"I DIDN'T DO IT!"
"Your thoughts will soon become your actions! If (Y/N) wasn't there, you would have done it!"
"okay, that might have some truth BUT I STILL DIDN'T DO IT!"
After about five minutes of walking, we reached the Pop Music Club room. Cater, Kalim and Lilia were rocking out and they appeared to be having a blast. Ace and Deuce let go of my arms and I got closer to their makeshift stage. Sometimes I wish that I was better at playing an instrument so that I could join them but... I think that I would only bring down their performances.
After about two minutes of them not realizing that we were there, Cater took notice and appeared to have gone through a mental pause. Because he stopped singing and playing, Lilia and Kalim stopped playing their instruments as well.
"(Y/N)!!!"
Kalim lunged at me from behind his drums to enwrap me in a hug. I was mildly prepared but it still ended up hurting me.
"Ow, hiya, Kalim!"
Kalim didn't react to me saying ow like how Deuce did before.
"You're walking! Oh, that's amazing news! I'll get Jamil to host a huge celebration for the fact that you can move around again! I'm thinking fifty purple peacocks and plenty of golden camels will be a good start for your parade!"
Kalim went off into a planning scheme. I tried to get him to stop for Jamil's sake. There's no telling what Jamil might do if Kalim does something like this.
"I don't need all of that. Promise."
"Dorm leader Rosehearts, what brings you here? Did Ace-chan and Deuce-chan mess things up again?"
Cater's teasing tone triggered Ace and Deuce's need to defend themselves from the teasing.
"Kidding, kidding~!"
"I was tasked by the Headmage to deliver these papers to you. He made it very clear that you need to have these papers filled out by tomorrow morning."
Cater took the papers before turning his attention to me.
"Yo, (Y/N)-chan's out of bed! I need a photo of this!"
Cater was quick to get to my side and put his arm around my shoulders. Kalim and Lilia were quick to get in the picture as well before Cater took many photos.
"Perfect!"
"Ah, my little bat! Did you like what I made for you~?"
Oh, right! I forgot about the bag that Lilia gave me. I quickly grabbed it from my pocket and opened it. Inside were little black things that I think were supposed to be cookies.
"Cookies?"
"Correct! I was trying out a healthier recipe that would be able to heal you faster! But it seems that my hard work wasn't needed after all. Makes me a bit sad."
"Don't feel bad! I'm not a hundred percent better yet. Just good enough to walk around by myself."
Lilia's face fell while I grabbed one of the 'cookies'. I popped one into my mouth. The taste exploded in my mouth and I had to shake my head to try and get used to the taste. Lilia's cooking can send your soul into the next five dimensions sometimes.
"He let you walk without a complete bill of health?!"
"No, he did. The fact that he said that I was good enough to walk is a clean bill of health."
"Is that true? Humans have such a lazy way of taking care of the injured."
I only nodded, mainly because trying to convince Lilia that this was the better way for humans to recover would be near impossible. Although I had to admit, even though Lilia's cooking blasted my taste buds to new dimensions, Kalim's tight hug around my waist stopped aching.
"(Y/N). We must be on our way."
Riddle came up to me with Ace, Deuce, Trey and Cater behind him. I guess that Pop Music Club was done for the evening. I start to move forward but Kalim's grip tightened. I couldn't move an inch away.
"Why does he have to go with you? Jamil and I are going to be watching him tomorrow!"
"W-w-wait a-"
"Because he needs someone who can actually watch over him during the last stages of his recovery."
"Jamil and I are plenty responsible!"
Kalim was showing a completely different side of him. He seemed really possessive.
"Are you denying an order from me, Kalim?"
"Maybe I am!"
"Kalim."
Everybody then turned their heads to Jamil, who I believe was there to pick up Kalim.
"Yeah, Jamil?"
"We need to get going."
"Got it!"
Jamil started to walk, leaving Kalim still in the club room. Kalim seemed conflicted on whether or not to let go of me before settling on picking me up by my waist before running after Jamil.
"I'll see you guys tomorrow!"
"Wait a minute!!"
Kalim was much too fast for the other guys and caught up to Jamil with no problem.
"Jamil! (Y/N)'s feeling better! He can walk now!"
"I heard."
"He's also spending the night in the dorm!"
Jamil stopped before turning around to see me in Kalim's arms.
"H-hi... Jamil..."
Jamil had a mild wide eyed look while he was staring at me. I saw him take a deep inhale before closing his eyes and exhaling. He schooled his expression before continuing on with walking.
"Hello, (Y/N). Kalim. You know that I don't appreciate it when you bring in random guests without notifying me."
"Huh? But I thought you were the one who wanted (Y/N) to visit once he was feeling better?"
Jamil made a choked noise. That piece of news was interesting to hear from Kalim. I always thought that I was a further burden on Jamil's shoulders, not to mention the fact that I prevented his coup. Why would he want me to visit?
"Kalim. What have I told you about sharing private conversations?"
"It wasn't private! We had it in the kitchen. Many of the other Scarabia students agreed with having him over when you proposed the idea."
Jamil seemed to be getting more and more flustered at what he said. I felt bad.
"Kalim, maybe you shouldn't tease Jamil."
"I'm not teasing him!"
"You... kind of are."
"Oh. Sorry, Jamil!"
Jamil just decided to hide his face in his hoodie. I kept my eye on him. I made the mental note to try and apologize to Jamil later. I knew how Kalim got on his nerves very easily. We eventually made it to Scarabia and I was allowed to use my feet again.
"(Y/N)!"
I was surrounded by all different Scarabia students. They all had things in their hands. Apparently, back when I first got hurt, Kalim was very upset and told everybody about the news. I didn't realize how much the Scarabia students liked me because they ended up either making or buying things for me!
"Here! A stuffed parrot! Don't worry! It's only cloth and stuffing!"
"I know that you're almost fully healed but here. This is a cream that I use on injuries to soothe them."
"(Y/N)! As a thanks, I made you one of my mom's recipes! I messed up a lot of times in the kitchen but I think that you'll enjoy the outcome!"
I was mildly overloaded with all of the gifts.
"Thank you so much but you really didn't need to do all of this for me!"
"Nonsense, (Y/N)! You deserve all of this and so much more! Come along! Let's sit down while you continue to get gifts!"
Kalim pulled me along and sat me down on a cushion. I nearly melted in it. Compared to the cushions at Ramshackle or the nurse bed, it felt as if I was sitting on a cloud. I set the few gifts that I was holding down and that's where the other gifts were being put down.
"Kalim."
Kalim turned towards me with a shining look in his eyes. I felt so bad.
"I don't feel right accepting all of these. I haven't done anything to deserve all of this! All that I did was get hurt!"
"Shhhhh, (Y/N)! You shouldn't worry about it! You're Scarabia's little brother! We just want to spoil you!"
"WHAT?!"
LITTLE BROTHER?! What is wrong with everyone today?!
"Awww, (Y/N), don't get fussy! I know! Jamil!"
Kalim grabbed me in a hug. My back was against his chest and we were so close that I could feel his heartbeat. I tried to get out of his grip but Lilia's cookies were starting to wear off. The aches and pains were starting to come back. Jamil came from the kitchen, no longer having his hoodie covering his face.
"Yes, Kalim?"
"(Y/N) here is working himself up! Do you think that you can get him to relax?"
"Of course, (Y/N). Just look into my eyes and your worries will melt away."
I closed my eyes so fast. Jamil's unique magic was something that I never wanted to experience again.
"No! Jamil, you promised that you wouldn't do this to me again!"
"Shhhh, I won't hurt you. Just open your eyes. You'll be just fine."
I felt hands on my face and they pried my eyelids open. I was forced to stare straight into Jamil's eyes. I felt my resolve melt in a few seconds.
"There we go. Just relax. You're the little brother of Scarabia and you love being here with us. Scarabia students are the only ones with your safety in mind. The other dorms will hurt you without hesitation."
I felt my head nod. I don't understand why I was trying to fight Kalim. He only wanted to protect me.
"If another dorm member tries to interact with you, run and try to find a Scarabia student. They'll keep you safe."
I nodded my head again. A smile broke out on my face. A feeling of security enveloped me. I was so happy that my big brothers were around me. They just want to keep me safe.
"Are you done, Jamil?"
Kalim spoke in a whisper. I didn't completely understand why.
"Yes. He'll no longer give us trouble."
"Yay! Now! (Y/N)! How about after everyone finishes giving you their presents, we can throw a huge celebration for your return home!"
A giggle left my mouth.
"I love that idea, Big Brother Kalim."
About five days passed by while I was in Scarabia. I raised my concerns about my classes but Kalim or Jamil told me that everything was fine. That I didn't need to go to classes anymore. For some reason, that caused a part of my mind to grow uncomfortable with that thought. Why was I so determined to go to class? The other dorms would be in those classes! They'll hurt me!
"Are you sure that you guys have to go? Won't the other dorms hurt you guys as well?!"
Fear coiled around my heart like a snake for my big brothers. They were all so brave for going out into the school.
"Don't worry about us, (Y/N)! We can handle ourselves!"
"Besides, don't you remember?"
I looked at Jamil straight in the eyes.
"You're too weak to defend yourself."
My mind got muddled but I nodded my head yes.
"Yeah, you're right. I keep forgetting for some reason."
"Hehehehe! Don't worry, (Y/N)! I forget important things too! I wouldn't worry too much about it! Just rest in Scarabia and you'll be just fine!"
"If you say so, big brother!"
I waved everyone off before taking my seat in the lounge room. I took deep breaths to calm my heart before closing my eyes. I don't know why I always feel so worried about them leaving. They're strong unlike me.
I dozed off for a while. My dreams felt so life-like. I could have sworn that I was lifted off the ground by a million butterflies and was flown around the outside of Scarabia to enjoy the sun and scenery. Although I was given the biggest heart attack when I awoke.
I opened my eyes to see, well, nothing! There was just darkness. I haven't seen such darkness in a while. Ramshackle used to be very dark when I pulled the blinds shut but... Wait a minute, what's Ramshackle?
I heard footsteps echoing outside of the room that I was in. Maybe it was Jamil or Kalim? But why would my brothers pull such an awful prank on me? I soon got my answer. It was neither Kalim or Jamil.
The man who looked at me was wearing a deep purple outfit. It was like a dress without it being a dress. His hair was done really fancy and there appeared to be a crown on his head. I was terrified. It wasn't a Scarabia uniform which meant that this was probably someone from a different dorm! He's going to hurt me!
I let out whimpers. If I actually had a shot of taking the guy down, I would have screamed but I'm not strong enough to defend myself from him. The blonde man glared down at me.
"First Potato. Don't whimper. It isn't a good look on you."
The nickname rang bells in my head but I don't recognize him at all.
"Wh-who are you?"
The man appeared shocked by my question.
"What do you mean 'Who are you'? You know me quite well, First Potato!"
I shrunk when he raised his voice. He quickly noticed and tried to remedy his mistake.
"I apologize for scaring you, (Y/N). But I just can't believe that you forgot about me."
I stared at him and my mind was itching. It was most uncomfortable. Why did I feel like I knew him?
"Are you going to hurt me?"
The man looked appalled at the words that I said.
"Hurt you? Why would I hurt you? (Y/N). Nobody here wants to hurt you. It was bad enough that that Cucumber let you fall but I assure you that I will not cause you any harm. I owe you much better."
"Are you sure, Vil?"
"Hm? It appears that you do know me after all. I didn't tell you who I was."
I realized what I said. I do know this man! Vil Schoenheit! The famous model and actor! I helped him during VDC! My memories quickly came back! I had friends in other dorms! They wouldn't hurt me!
"Vil! It's a relief to see you again!"
I grabbed him in a hug and had the biggest smile on my face. A smile broke out on Vil's face as well. I felt his arms wrap around my body.
"It's a joy to see you as well, First Potato."
"But wait. Why am I in Pomefiore in the first place? I was in Scarabia for so long. I didn't think that anybody was searching for me."
"You're in Pomefiore, First Potato, because I heard from Epel that you weren't in class. I instructed Rook to go looking for you. The nurse told me and a few of the other dorm leaders that you should be back in classes last Thursday. It took Rook close to six days. Scarabia had you hidden well but thankfully, Rook overheard something from the potatoes from Heartslabyul. I can't believe what those spuds from Scarabia kept you captive!"
"Yeah, they all were acting really weird! Floyd and Jade were acting in a similar way."
Vil tilted his head slightly.
"How exactly were they acting?"
A sigh escaped my lips.
"They keep acting as if I'm their younger brother and that I can't do a single thing for myself! For crying out loud! I took care of overblots, I fought ghosts and students who decided to pick a fight, I took care of Ramshackle nearly by myself! I'm not a little boy!"
I clenched my hands into fists. What has been happening really has taken a huge toll on my mental state. Tears of frustration started to pool in the corners of my eyes.
"Calm down, First Potato. You're working yourself into dismay. You wouldn't want your eyes puffy, now do you? Follow my actions."
Vil coached me through a breathing exercise. I felt my panic ebb away and the tears no longer forming.
"Thank you again, Vil. I'm just really tired right now."
Vil gave me a pat on my head, which made me smile.
"It's not a problem for me, First Potato. But you shouldn't sleep any more. Naps can be useful in case of a bad night's sleep but I'm certain that you got plenty of sleep in Scarabia."
I nodded my head. Last night was the only night that there wasn't a huge party if my memory is correct. Although, I really wouldn't trust it for the fact that I was under a lot of mind control during that time.
"So, instead of taking a nap, we're going to do some other relaxing activity. You're lacking a certain glow that you normally have."
Vil grabbed one of my hands before pulling me out of the room. He led me through the hallways of Pomefiore before stopping in front of a different room. He knocked on the door pretty loudly.
"Rook! Come out please!"
The door opened swiftly and there was Rook in all of his glory.
"Roi du Poison! Oh, and my Jeune Chercheur de Beauté! It's wonderful to see you awake from your slumber although..."
Rook's smile turned into a scary smirk.
"Your sleeping face gave me the most euphoria that I've ever experienced! There was nothing more that I wanted than to split your head open and crawl inside to see what made you so calm and happy in your dreams."
Rook went on a tangent and I was starting to get uncomfortable. Rook can really go into the smallest details that even a person who spends a whole day in front of a mirror wouldn't notice.
"Rook."
Rook stopped mid sentence before clasping his hands together.
"Right! Forgive me, Roi du Poison! I got lost in my Trickster's beauty. Now, what may I do for you, my Lovely Queen?"
"I want you to take (Y/N) and get him some proper clothing. Those rags that Kalim and Jamil made him wear are quite insulting."
I looked down at my clothes. I didn't even realize that I was wearing a Scarabia uniform! When did I get changed?!
"Oui, oui, Beautiful Vil! I'll make sure that he is put into clothing that compliments your and his beauty perfectly! Now, come with me, Jeune Chercheur de Beauté. Let's get your beauty to shine above all others."
Rook left his room and started to guide me from behind. He kept a tight grip on my shoulders and started to push me towards somewhere else in Pomefiore.
"This way, this way, Trickster."
"Where are we going, Rook?"
"You'll see!"
I let out a light laugh. To be honest, this is probably the most fun that I've had ever since I was released from bed rest. Although Grim is probably freaking out by now.
"Here we are!"
I was jostled out of my thoughts when Rook opened a very large room. I was in awe of all of the clothes there. There were so many beautiful clothes. They all appeared to be of high quality as well.
"Now! Let's find the perfect outfit to compliment your beauty!"
I lost count of how many outfits that I had tried on. Rook complimented all of them but he would always end his compliments with the same ending statement.
"While your beauty is shining bright, I know that you could be shining brighter."
We finally chose a really beautiful outfit. I remember seeing it in a catalogue that Vil had a few months ago. I did want the outfit but there was no way that I could afford it. It compliments my skin and hair perfectly.
"TRÉS BIEN!! OH, MON JEUNE CHERCHEUR DE BEAUTÉ! Je n'ai jamais vu quelqu'un briller autant que toi en ce moment! Pomefiore a tellement de chance que tu fasses partie de notre dortoir comme tous les nôtres juniors! Bien que, je dois l'admettre, si vous êtes toujours proche de moi, j'aurai toute la beauté dont j'ai besoin dans ma vie pour durer éternellement!"
"Thank you?"
"Non, non, thank YOU, Trickster! For blessing me with a wonderful sight!"
I heard a vibration and Rook pulled out his phone. A smile broke out on his face.
"Perfect timing! Come along, Mon Jeune Chercheur! Roi du Poison requires your presence."
Rook grabbed my wrist and started to lead me somewhere else in Pomefiore. I saw Epel during the trip and gave him a wave. He looked shocked before rushing to catch up with Rook and me.
"(Y/N)! Where have you been?! Ace, Deuce, and Jack have been searching for you all over school! Sebek and I have been taking care of Grim and Ramshackle for ya! Even though Grim has been really upset without you recently."
"I was... mildly kidnapped by Scarabia for the past few days."
Epel's eyebrows went up before his face contorted into a scowl.
"Those gluttonous hogs... I'll make sure that they pay!"
"We're here, Roi du Poison!"
Rook opened some other doors and inside was what I would call a full photography studio. Cameras, lights, backdrops, makeup on the side, everything! Vil was there, wearing a beautiful outfit himself and had a full face of makeup on.
"Ah, it's about time, First Potato. Ah, Epel, you've come along as well."
"Well, I really wanted to see (Y/N) again."
I was mildly surprised at how quiet Epel was being. He actually appeared to be bashful.
"Well, if you're quick enough and actually listen to instructions, you can join the photo shoot."
Epel looked shocked before a huge smile appeared on his face.
"Really?!"
"Yes, but you have to clean up and get your makeup done!"
"Right!"
Epel ran off into one of the side rooms to most likely get ready. I've never seen him listen to Vil so enthusiastically before.
"Now, come here First Potato."
I returned my attention to Vil who had his arms open to me. I walked up to him, a bit confused on what he wanted me to do. He gestured to the camera and I got the hint. I moved to in front of the camera and stood there.
"Why am I doing this?"
"We're doing this to capture your natural beauty while putting you in a low stress environment. You mentioned how you were tired and creating beautiful works of art is a relaxing activity that we can do together."
"W-w-wait, these photos won't be p-posted anywhere? Right?"
"Of course not, First Potato. I know how much you get nervous about photos of you."
I felt the tension leaving my body. Knowing that I could just have fun pictures that don't need to be one hundred percent perfect was a joy to hear. Vil kept talking to the camera man when Epel came back with an outfit of his own. It was a bit cutesy but he didn't seem too annoyed by it.
"There! I even wore the outfit you picked, Vil!"
There's his annoyance.
"Hmmmm, you rushed your makeup, hair and the outfit looks thrown on. Ugh, maybe I'm feeling more lenient because of my junior being here or I must be going crazy, but go on."
Epel jumped slightly before running to me. He even captured me in a hug.
"(Y/N)! It's a wonder to see ya again! To be honest, the school is kind of falling apart with you out of action for so long."
"Oh! That's... really not good."
NRC falling apart is the nearly last thing that I want. I mean, sure. When I first got it here, I was highly uncomfortable but now. This place is like a second home to me.
"Alright! Roi Du Poison has placed me in charge of making sure everyone is in their correct positions! Alright, Mon Jeune Chercheur! Over here!"
Rook grabbed my hands and led me over to a plain white cube. He first sat on it before positioning me on top of him.
"Um, Rook?"
"It will be fine, Trickster! Now, Epel, please come over here!"
Epel rushed over, put his hands in a crisscross position, lay them in my lap before settling his head on top of them. His head facing the camera while he was kneeling. I stayed as still as possible before Vil came over and stood behind me and Rook. He put his hand on my shoulder. It kind of felt like a family portrait.
"We need at least one formal photo before we can do more. Now, everyone, give the camera your best smile."
I looked at the camera and gave it my best smile. I hope that it's enough to make the picture look well. The photographer took many pictures of us in the position and at different angles. My eyes were mildly blotchy after that.
"There we go. Now, time for other poses."
I don't know how many hours we spent there but I must admit. It was so much fun to just have a photo shoot with my Pomefiore friends. Some of the photos were just me and Epel or me and Rook or me and Vil. Each one had a different feel. Vil's photos were more serious while Epel's photos had a more fun vibe. Rook's photos were light hearted but at the same time, my heart raced because of the look in his eyes.
"Wow, I think that I really needed this. Thanks Vil for coming up with this."
"No problem, First Potato. Although you should probably rest now. It's gotten quite dark."
"Has it?!"
I moved to leave the room and took a look outside. Sure enough, the moon was in the sky at Pomefiore.
"Oh no! I need to get to Ramshackle. Thank you guys so much for hanging out with me but I really do need to leave!"
"Wait!"
"Non!"
"Hold on-!"
I didn't wait to hear their protests before running down the hallways.
"I'll return the outfit tomorrow! I promise!"
I didn't have the time to change. I had to get back to Ramshackle. Grim will never forgive me for taking this long to recover and see him again. It took me around six minutes to reach Ramshackle and I bursted through the doors. The ghosts there looked shocked before they became overjoyed.
"(Y/N)!"
"Welcome back!"
"We've missed you!"
"Thanks for the warm welcome guys! But where's Grim?"
"Upstairs in bed!"
"Thank you!"
I ran up the stairs and quietly opened the door to see Grim curled up in a ball on the bed. I shut the door before walking to him and gently started to pet his back. He leaned into my touch before opening his eyes.
"(Y/N)!"
Grim jumped onto me to smother my face.
"Hello, Grimmy! It's wonderful to see you as well!"
Grim had a big grin on his face before his expression turned into a dark one.
"You need to leave."
Saying that I was confused would have been an understatement.
"Wh-what do you mean? Grim, aren't you glad that I'm back?"
"I am! But all of those other guys are insane! They've been talking about kidnapping you to 'keep you safe'!"
"WHAT?!"
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mogoce-nocoj · 2 months
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Groningen (Part 2) 18.01.24 (Part 1)
Joker Out was the fourth band scheduled to play in the record store today and I have to say the other artists were also so nice to listen to 🔥🔥
Bojan apparently had a look inside the store to see how many people were already there before leaving again
When the guys arrived the security guard pressured us all into taking a group picture with them? I am still not sure why tbh but it's a nice picture, I guess
Speaking of clothes, Kris's new sweater!! Later, he said it's like the one with holes just without the black. And without the holes. (awkward babygirl, honestly.)
They soundchecked Tokio and everyone started singing along!! the guys looked really happy about it
They started like ten minutes earlier than they were slated to and also finished ten minutes earlier. when Bojan came down after the last song I said to him that they still had ten minutes left and at first he was like "yeah? I don't know" but then said that they had to leave a bit early to catch their flight back to London
Bojan was amazing. Like of course he was also good on stage yesterday but today, oh my god. he had such power over the entire audience in the record store the very second he walked on stage. honestly fascinating, especially compared to the showcase
Yesterday after the showcase, Kris said that it was going to be an acoustic set, Bojan however called it semi-acoustic today
He started their set by saying something like: "Of course we didn't rehearse it, so we're just gonna wing it. I believe it's gonna be a little more cowboy-ish."
Bojan not even knowing the first song they were gonna play and turning around to ask the band 🥰🥰
People requested vem da greš and Bojan was like "wasn't planned but yeah, we'll figure it out!" and when they played it he told us off for clapping the rhythm wrong
Kris ngvot!! He was so smiley throughout the gig and during ngvot and yeah I think he really enjoyed being in the Netherlands
Nace flashing the heart on the back of his Fender for us 🫶
All the songs they played sounded amazing. Like of course they're an incredible live band but they were so in their element today, it was a stunning thing to witness
"Thank you, cowboys!" after Carpe Diem because of course
They took their time again to talk to us after the gig, Nace requested taking a selfie with the crowd (post it, you coward) and then also them talking to everyone waiting outside before leaving
The crowd was so nice and respectful and asked every member before hugging them and taking photos, thank you Dutchies (and the few other Germans we saw ig)
Favourite Nace quote from after the show "Let's do the Kris slay pose!" after someone said that they wanted a cool photo lol
I think I'll need a lot of times to process this but thank you joker out for being so kind and simply marvellous on stage and especially @izpira-se-zlato without whom these gigs would not have been possible 💛
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Hero Vision Vol.8 (2002/Autumn) ft. Hagino Takashi Interview (translation below)
"I'm not afraid of playing the role of a villain. It's the role I desire to play," says Hagino Takashi about his role as Asakura Takeshi in "Kamen Rider Ryuki."
10 years have passed since his debut as an actor, and we asked him about Asakura, Changerion, and his "current self" as an actor.
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"This is a psychological test"
Hagino-kun stared at the test paper given to him by the editorial staff, all while skillfully spinning a mechanical pencil with his thumb. This was our starting point.
Hagino: Hmmm~…
He stared at the paper for a few seconds, as if thinking about it, and then asked:
Hagino: I'm supposed to write something that's unique, right?
"No, ah, well, it's just a straightforward psychological test."
Hagino: Ah, so it is a psychological test!? Nahaha!
"……That's why I called it a psychological test (laughs). This is giving me a bit of a Suzumura Akira of "Choukou Senshi Changerion" feeling."
Hagino: Please forgive me, you see, I'm just an idiot~
Hagino-kun, who is always insisting that he's an idiot while smiling, bears no resemblence to Asakura Takeshi from Kamen Rider Ryuki.
"So then, why was Hagino-kun chosen for the role as an "Evil Rider?"
Hagino: I'd honestly like to ask the producer that as well. "Why me?," is what I think, but I also sort of understand Asakura. I understand where his frustration comes from, so I'd like to express those emotions. In a way, I now think it's the perfect role for me.
"Saying that, are you implying Hagino-kun is always annoyed?"
Hagino: Take this for example, whether it's yesterday, today, or tomorrow, there are people who are always happy and satisfied with their lives, but, there are also people who are aiming for a better one, and when having to face both themselves and society, they may become frustrated. I think that's why I sympathize with him.
"You've known producer Shirakura of Ryuki since Changerion 6 years ago. I wonder if producer Shirakura could sense Hagino-kun's frustration."
Hagino: Ah, those days~, he must of thought, "This guy's a real idiot, huh?" (laughs).
And Hagino-kun, you're still stressing how stupid you are right now.
Actually, before being casted as Asakura, he ran into producer Shirakura at Toei's studio, where he told him, "I'm slowly getting by, but I hope to work with Shirakura-san again within the next 3 years." Then, only 3 months later, Toei was sent an order, requesting for Hagino-kun to play the role of Asukura. So, when he heard that he would be an evil Rider, he said the first thing he did was, "think up a transformation pose" and "In some ways, I was thinking more about my passion than the actual show itself (laughs)."
Ouja's unique pose is based on the one that Hagino-kun developed himself while at home looking in the mirror, the quick movement of his right hand during the transformation is said to be inspired by the image of a snake. However, at the time of Changerion's filming, he wasn't really into transformation poses, and during filming even said, "We don't really have to do a transformation pose, do we?" which is unheard of for a hero actor (that's just how things went in Changerion).
"Although Changerion is well known now, many people didn't know about it at the time of its broadcast, and when some mistook its name for "Evangelion," he would say, "It was so stupid, I would become angry (laughs)." His feelings toward these types of shows have changed alot since the days of Changerion."
Hagino: It was around that time that I started to understand Changerion abit more, and was beginning to think that it was kind of fun playing in.
"When producer Shirakura complimented him with "Your acting is good," he responded honestly with, "Ah, I'll do my best, I hope~."
Hagino: That's right, through various experiences, I've come up with things I want to express, and began to think that I want to show them to the world. Little by little, I want to slowly climb the ranks.
"Hagino-kun himself seems alittle different compared to Akira, who is OK with anything as long as he's having fun, while Asakura, hurts others for his own enjoyment."
Hagino: Of course I want to have fun. But, just having fun isn't enough. I guess sometimes it's necessary to be patient with these kinds of things.
"He says he enjoys being an actor most when he watches the on air performance."
Hagino: I get a lot of enjoyment out of performing, but the most enjoyable moment is when I watch the on air performance, that's when all the elements come together.
Another thing, is there are times where being an actor makes his heart skip a beat. In the recently aired TV Special of Kamen Rider Ryuki, there was a scene in which Asakura was wearing a straightjacet while being completely restrained. The set of the holding cell, the costumes for the restraints, the filming equipment, and lighting, among other items, were all prepared "only for" Hagino-kun. Even with the limited budget, seeing the staff of each part working together for his scenes made him, "very happy."
"But, isn't there alot of pressure for so many people to work for Hagino-kun at the same time?"
Hagino: In my opinion, the pressure is felt when hearing excuses such as, "I'm tired," or "It's hot," and so on. It would be a waste if a bad feeling ruined a good situation. That's why I try to take care of my physical condition.
Hagino-kun says this with a strong sense of professionalism.
"As an actor, there are other roles that you would like to play in the future."
Hagino: For example, I could play a nice, refreshing young man. Or, I could be the scientist who created Frankenstein's Monster…Yeah, I'd like to play mad roles like that.
Whatever role he plays, as the actor who has grown through his major role as Asakura in Ryuki, we have high expectations for Hagino-kun!!
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I wasn't expecting a huge merchandise roundup when I went to the mall yesterday, but Charlotte Russe had a surprise: a pixelated Rick and Morty shirt.
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Would people believe me if I said that Adult Swim started marketing Rick and Morty to women in the past few years? Not heavily, but you find merchandise in women's clothing stores.
Since Adult Swim signs off on anything anyway, I think they should release chokers, press-on nails and tarot cards. You can already find fanmade versions online, so make it official!
Afterward, I found this pin at Spencer's. I can't remember which episode, but I swear I've seen this guy on Rick and Morty? He looks like a character from the show. If he's not, he should be.
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These blankets aren't new, but I realized for the first time that they're reversible! I guess I wasn't paying attention to the label. They're actually pretty soft and cozy.
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Today, I went to the mall closer to my area. Rue 21 is always stocked with Rick and Morty apparel, but they haven't had new designs in a while--maybe one new item at most. But today, I was delighted to walk in and find new merchandise!
Sweatpants! That's quite the pose Rick has there. But that's how we watch Rick and Morty, right? Giggling and kicking our feet?
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A new jersey! It's well-designed, but I still don't understand why the artists put the vat of acid on merchandise. It's cursed!
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I turned around to find...shorts! Finally, apparel where Rick and Morty are happy for a change.
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More shorts, this time with a science theme. "Rick and Morty Forever and Ever." Rick's laughing face is charming. Apparently, a lot of people like Rick's laugh, to the point that they make TikTok compilations? Honestly, I think his laugh is a little grating, but his expression is cute.
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New T-shirt! As always, Morty screams.
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I love this shirt's retro design. The colors are well-balanced.
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Hot Topic didn't have anything new, but a customer did compliment my Miss Minutes shirt. I could do a Loki merchandise roundup with the items I see in Hot Topic and "nerdy" stores, but I don't think people follow me for him 🤔
Afterward, it was time to head to Spencer's. Someone thought it'd be cool to set off one of the screaming chickens, but I didn't let it distract me from the new merchandise even as the drone echoed through the store. I guess the employees get used to people setting shit off all day.
New keychain!
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Belts!
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As always, Pickle Rick and the Rick and Morty cube (as another customer put it) were there to greet me. Pickle Rick looks happy, but did I intimidate Morty? He screams in terror!
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Unrelated, but I saw this shirt in another store and thought it was funny.
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Sage advice!
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Can I be happy for 5 minutes without the regime's lobbyists fuckin it up?!!! apparently not! I watched the Time video yesterday and then went to Instagram to see a lot of posts like this. I realized I haven't read the article which unlike the video was filled with misinformation. Halfway through it takes a wild turn into lying. I knew I shouldn't have trusted Time. Seriously, you almost did it but then you didn't.
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This is the nth time a misleading or misinformative article is published in western Media. This is how the regime manipulated west for so long. I remember years ago, when Iranian feminists tried to talk about all the sexist misogynistic ways of the islamic republic, people like Azadeh Moaveni were there to shut them up with sophistry and fallacy. Claiming wild lies like "it's our culture". Misogyny is no one's culture. It's a cancer. And when women try to fight it you should stand with them not against them.
This is Hoda Katebi, a NIAC member. She has posed as such a good poor Muslim woman of color in west for so long. No one dared to criticize her because they'd get an islamophobe label fast if they challenged her. Look how unashamedly she lies here. How she defends the mandatory hijab and undermine the violence Iranian women deal with everyday in Iran. She's wearing clothes that are NOT considered a proper hijab in Iran. Back then the hijab rule was if not more, as strict as today. You've seen Mahsa Amini clothes when she was arrested. Her style was more modest that what Hoda is wearing here and is claiming "not tempting for lashing". But even if she wasn't unabashedly lying, that's not the fucking point. If only a certain group of women are safe in Iran, aka hijabi women, it's discrimination and IT'S NOT OK.
People like Hoda and Azadeh have tried to show a mellow image of the regime for years in west. Showing pictures of women with loose hijab to west to say "see this is how women dress in Iran and no one bothers them". While in reality even if some women dressed like that, they were doing something illegal, and were in danger of getting arrested and punished. I hope you've seen the morality police brutality videos that ended up getting so out of hand it caused a young woman's death. In reality I had to check "Gershad" app on my phone everytime I wanted to leave my house even though my clothes have always been a lot more modest that what Hoda has shown in her pictures of Iran. (Gershad is an app that was developed by people for people. It's a map where you can report anywhere you see a morality police car so that others can avoid them. It wasn't always 100% accurate, but it helped!)
In another blood boiling bullshiting by her, she suggested the way to help iran is to disband sanctions and "don't worry because NIAC is on it"! Because that makes sense! How can we stop a regime that's murdering women and children and violates every human rights ever?! By giving them financial and political power!!!!! So that they can violate human rights better and with less worry!
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Farnaz Fassihi is another NIAC member who tried to convince USA to lift the sanctions by writing that notoriously misleading "out of reach dreams" article in new york times. And I just realized her co-writer, Vivian Yee was the journalist who wrote the other misleading article about morality police getting abolished.
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In case you don't know what NIAC is, it stands for National Iranian American Council. It's a council that unofficially aids the islamic republic regime to push their propaganda in USA and west. Their number one priority is to fight anything that could lead to a regime change. Therefore they try their best to convince west that Iranians are only protesting for reform. Meanwhile we're screaming revolution here.
NIAC influence needs to be restricted in US so that Iranian people and activists can raise their voices. But we've seen the opposite of that happening. They get invited to various interviews and conferences and they have journalists in famous publications like new york times. Please share the word to help stop their reign.
Ps, most iranians are pro sanctions at the moment at least because we're trying to break the regime financially, therefore the calls for national strikes. Anyone with a little common sense would understand that sanctions help the cause now. Other than that, sanctions sound sinister because they've made people poor. But almost all of them directly targets IRGC, the terrorist organization that kills people in iran and in middle east, while using their share of profits in almost every industry in Iran. They're killing people with rubble bullets! Do you think with lifting sanctions they'd use money, power and nuclear energy for humanitarian causes?!
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Takahashi-san and Takarazuka…。Yumigeta Ako (23.09.11)
Good evening🌛
I'm Yumigeta Ako🛑
Thank you very much for your comments yesterday!
You wrote your thoughts about the performances!You enjoyed my story about Ishikawa-san!You said Sato-san was funny!
You all wrote so many comments!
It really was a wonderful concert…!
I want to show everyone both the 1st and 2nd days on DVD myself 🤣
I got to watch my senpai's performances lots of times during rehearsals…!
Being able to watch their performances in person so soon after joining、gave me lots of motivation and goals to work towards!
I don't know if it'll actually happen、
But if we do、
I'm looking forward to our 30th anniversary LIVE❤️‍🔥
Everyone…!Please look at this…!
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I was able to take a photo with Takahashi Ai-san at our Yoyogi performance the other day!
At first we took a photo doing peace signs、but them amazingly Takahashi-san asked me
「You like Takarazuka right?」、and suggested that we do this famous "Hanagumi pose"❗️
I'm so happyー!!!!
My left hand was too tense and my right leg wasn't turned out enough so it's not perfect but oh well ^_^
Takahashi-san is super duper cool…
I'll keep working hard so that I can do cool poses like Takahashi-san too❗️
Takahashi-san、thank you very much!!!
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Well then it's time for today's 【Gettaa Life】✨
Everyone do you like interior design?
I really like interior design magazinesー!
I've also become more interested in architecture、so I often read magazines about model homes or room plans!
I think it's so interesting how the vibe of a house can totally change based on the furniture、which is what inspired my interest in interior design😄
And then at my house today…!
A fluffy rug and small desk arrived♪
During a break in lessons I checked my phone and saw that my family had sent a message on LINE that they'd been delivered!
They'd also sent some photos!
They're really cute〜💕
They're both simple and white but they're slightly rounded in shape so I'm excited to go home and see them in person soon!
Everyone
Have you ever played Nintendo's 「Animal Crossing New Horizons」??
It's like that!
The mat and desk are both so soft and cute✨
I Getted 【Cute furniture】✨
I'm kinda worried that they'll get dirty because they're white…笑lol
That's all!This has been 【Gettaa Life】!
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Recently I've really been craving spicy ramen…!
Everyone do you like spicy food?
I like spicy foods but I'm not good with it、so I need cold green tea to hand when I eat anything spicy 😂
Well then I'll see you tomorrow!
This has been YumiGettaa Ako!Good night 🦉🦉🦉
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Unexpected Surprises - Mr. Shark x Reader
"Ooh, looking good, big guy!" Tarantula commented with a smile, seeing the biggest member of her gang well dressed in a suit.
"Well thanks." He replied, happy with the compliment as he straightened his clothes using the reflection of a glass vase as a mirror.
"And where's Mr. Polished gonna go dressed like that?" Mr. Snake scoffed, but still interested in why he was dressed like that.
"Did you forget? Today is his and his gf's first year anniversary." Piranha reminded him.
"Oh yeah. I don't care." He said, soon turning his attention to a magazine about guinea pigs he was reading.
"Gee guys, I still can't believe it's been a year. I feel like it was yesterday that we met and my heart pounded." He said, sighing passionately and fondly remembering when you two first met. Even if it wasn't the least bit romantic.
"Yes I remember, but it was because she nearly killed you with a heart attack." Wolf joked and everyone laughed out loud, but Shark didn't care.
He went to the window and stood there, waiting for your arrival and wondering if everything could be different on that particular day, June 4th on a Tuesday.
It was a sunny summer day and he and his gang went to enjoy the day at the beach. He was helping Webs spread out her towel at the sand, when he suddenly was hit by a colorful beach ball on the head.
He took the ball and waited for the owner to go to him to get it back, but he certainly didn't expect they were a 15 foot and a half tall female shark with a menacing presence and a huge scar across her eye.
Always used to everyone being smaller than him, Shark fell back when he saw you.
You were very upset. You already expected that behavior from everyone, but never from someone of your own kind.
However, feeling bad about having had that reaction and not reciprocating your nice behavior, he walked over to where you were sitting with some friends and apologized.
You didn't even remember how, but the two of you spent the rest of the day talking and he was always super nice to you, now seeming to ignore your size and appearance.
It was one of the few times someone had been kind to you, despite initially denying it, he stirred feelings in you that you never thought you would ever feel.
You expected nothing but heartbreaking rejection when you decided to tell Shark you liked him, but you became the happiest shark in the world when he revealed he felt the same way and asked you to be his girlfriend.
You didn't know exactly what you were feeling as you walked to your boyfriend's house, it was such a confusing mix of feelings.
On the one hand you were feeling extremely excited to see what his reaction would be like to see the surprise you had made. But on the other hand, you had something very important to talk to him about and it wasn't important as a way of saying it, his life would change forever when he found out.
"O-oh hey love, a-are you here yet?" He stuttered, looking very nervous for some reason once you got there.
He wasn't exactly wearing clothes suitable for going to the beach, but you didn't even pay attention to that detail, just on how handsome he looked in those formal attire.
You were a very lucky shark.
"Yes? What happened?" You asked, worried about his reaction to seeing you.
"Oh, it's nothing." He replied as he left the house, trying to act natural, but failed miserably.
You just forgot about it, knowing it would be a surprise for you.
"How I am?" He asked, striking a pose like he was a magazine model.
"Ooohh so handsome!" You exclaimed, taking him in your arms and turning him around, drawing adorable chuckles from him.
"Thanks, so are y..." He was about to compliment you too, when he finally noticed how different your clothes were from his. "Honey, I thought we were having a candlelight dinner." he said, notoriously confused.
"We will, but not in the place you think it is." You replied between laughs.
"I'd better change my clothes then..." Shark said, but you quickly cut him off.
"No! No need, I liked it." You said, which made him smile at you.
"If you liked it, fine." He shrugged.
"Let's go." You said.
"Wait, aren't you forgetting anything?" He asked.
You became thoughtful for a moment when you finally understood what he was talking about.
"Oh, okay." You said, as you crouched down a bit to be at his height.
Your boyfriend came over and gave you a tender kiss on your scarred eye.
Timeskip...
"Okay, I'm getting curious, are we there yet?" He asked as you led him by the hand as he was blindfolded.
"Almost there, hold on just a little longer." You answered. "Remember when we met?"
"Like it was yesterday. When someone throw a ball at me on purpose to have an excuse to talk to me?" He joked.
"Exactly." You laughed.
"But you know, I'm glad you did."
"Awww don't make me stop halfway to kiss you." You said. "Do you remember the exact place?"
"Hmmm near the lifeguard chair on one side and a pretzel stand on the other." He replied
"Right here in this place." You said, as you took the blindfold off his eyes and revealed the candlelit picnic you made with so much love.
You watched delighted, but at the same time satisfied by his surprised and joyful reaction.
"Honey, you didn't have to do all this." He said, turning to you.
"Yes I did, it's not even half of the things you did to celebrate our months anniversaries." You said between laughs. "You liked it?"
You melted when he took your hand in his and kissed it.
"How can I not like something that was made by my great love?" He murmured lovingly, giving you one more hug. "I love you."
"Aw my love, I love you too." You replied back, but soon started to worry when his hug started to get even tighter. "Oh, don't squeeze me so hard."
As soon as you asked, Shark released you from his arms. He was so happy with your surprise that he decided to go ahead with his plans.
"Sweetie, I wanted to tell you something." He said, leaving you in awe of the coincidence of the two of you having things to reveal that same day.
Even though you were curious to know what he was up to, you also wanted to tell him as soon as possible.
"I also have something to tell you." You confessed with a smile.
"Really? Then do the honors." He replied, letting you speak first.
You took a deep breath, you didn't know what to do to prepare your boyfriend for the news, but you were going to say it anyway.
"So, you know just now, when I asked you not to squeeze me so much around my belly?" You said, hoping he would understand.
"I didn't even notice it, I was so focused on what I was going to say." He laughed. "Why? Is there a specific reason why...?"
You raised an eyebrow as you looked at him, which made him suddenly shut up.
Finally realizing the possible reason, he put both hands under his mouth so he wouldn't scream.
"...You mean that... That you... You're... We're gonna be..." He tried to say, still extremely dumbfounded by the news.
"Yes, I took the test these days and it was positive, I'm pregnant." You said shyly, as you put both hands on your belly.
"Honey... That's like, the best news of my entire life!" He said between loud laughs of happiness, before approaching and wrapping you in another hug.
You laughed softly, your chest filling with pure relief to see that he wanted that child as much as you did.
You mean, every time the two of you talked about kids, he always said how happy he would be when he found out you two were going to be parents, but for some reason, you had doubts if your boyfriend was just paying lip service.
Those doubts all disappeared, like smoke in the air.
"A-are you happy?"
"How can I not be? What I want most in this life is to have a child with you, my goddess."
You saw a special gleam in his eyes that you had never seen before. It filled your heart with happiness.
He approached a little more and carefully rested his head on your belly.
"Hi there, daddy's talking here, I'm waiting for you ok? But don't be in a hurry." He muttered, which made you melt.
You never thought you could feel so much love in your life.
"Oh, I even forgot that I also had something to say." He said between laughs, but remained on the floor.
"Wouldn't it be better if you spoke to me standing up?" You asked.
"Actually, no." He replied.
You were confused until he took a small black box out of his jacket pocket.
"My queen, you are the most extraordinary person I have ever met in my life, I love you with all my heart and I don't have any doubts that this is what I want." He opened the little box, revealing a beautiful golden ring. "Will you marry me?"
Even though it had just happened before your eyes, you couldn't believe he had just asked you to marry him. You had lost so many important things, that for a long time you didn't believe you could be happy again.
Fortunately, you were wrong.
You had a stable life, a loving future husband and a child of your own on the way, there was nothing more you could want.
"Yes, yes, a million times yes!" You replied euphorically, throwing yourself into his arms and accidentally causing the two of you to fall into the sand, but laughing at the situation.
He smiled seeing how close you were and placed the engagement ring on your thumb, then struggled up and gave you a quick kiss on the lips. You two stood there, eyeing each other affectionately for a while, until you had an idea.
"Hey, wanna go for a swim?" You asked him.
"Swim now? But what about the food?" He questioned.
"It'll still be here when we get back." You replied, as you took his hand and stood up. With a slight tug, you also lifted him off the ground.
You waited patiently for him to remove his jacket, dress shirt and shoes, before the two of you ran hand in hand and followed him into the blue immensity.
The water was very warm as it was a sunny day. That was just one of the reasons why you liked going to the beach at night more, besides the peace and tranquility of having almost no one there.
"Hey, what are you doing?" You asked between amused laughs as he started to splash water on you.
"Starting a war, what do you think I'm doing?" He replied, but you could tell from his tone and the smile on his face that it was just a playful moment.
"Oh you don't know who you're dealing with." You replied equally playful before starting to splash water on him too.
The two of you continued playing, until you dove in again and pulled on his foot to pull him under the water. He was scared at first, but soon calmed down when he saw it was just you.
You swam closer to him and wrapped your arms around his neck.
Nothing in the world made you feel more secure and loved than being in his arms. Or at least halfway, the circumference of your body was too big for him to be able to fully encircle you with his arms, but he tried.
Your loving gazes met again as you began to affectionately caress his cheeks. Without the need to use words, he knew when you wanted a kiss from him.
Your sweet looks soon took on a mischiveous gleam, before your lips meet in a kiss. You always felt like you had fireworks in your belly whenever the two of you kissed, it was fiery and wild, as was your love for each other.
"I'm the happiest shark in the world, I lack nothing else." He murmured, cuddling his cheek against yours.
"Is that so, sugar?" You asked sweetly.
"Yes." He replied, before kissing the tip of your nose. "Thank you so much for giving me the best gift anyone could ever give me."
"Aww, you know I'm not the only one responsible for it all." You joked as you gave him a little push and swam away.
Shark smiled and followed you, realizing you'd gotten him into another game of tag.
You were feeling... Very happy. It was a little weird, you had to admit, but you'd get used to it.
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Kindness♪Onoda Saori (23.02.18)
🍋She who is so overwhelmed by your kindness she feels like she could cry、I'm Saori♪
Yesterday's blog comments、I read them all!
Thank you very much 😊
Today's Hokkaido concert
Due to poor health、I took the day off。
To everyone who was looking forward to today's concert、I'm really sorry。。
I was really looking forward to it too、so I feel very frustrated。
I wasn't taking proper care of myself
Which upon reflection is what led to this outcome、、、
I hope that I can return to you all in full health soon
So for now I'll take the time to properly rest。
I received kind words from all of you who support me and from the other members
Once again I felt that I really am surrounded by love as a result of my job、which I'm very grateful and happy about!
I'll take care to regain my full health
So that I can return to you all soon!
Everyone in Tsubaki
For coping with changes in positions and singing parts
And for supporting me in all sorts of ways
Really thank you
I won't forget this favour when I return to work😌
Today too、is a Saori selfie♪
Since now seems like a good time、I'll upload it。笑lol
Apparently lots of you did my happy smile pose at the concert、、、、、
Thank you very much 😭 I'll watch the footage
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I definitely want to go to Hokkaido during our spring concerts!
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Bye bye♡
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Artem and his S/O confessing at the same time pt. 2
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Title: Dedicated
Pairing/s: Artem Wing X Reader
Pronouns: Gender Neutral
Genre: FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF TOOTH ROTTING FLUFF
Warning/s: grammatical errors
Notes: ok so!!! thank you so much for waiting <3 one thing i'd like to say is that i recommend reading part 1 before this bc it creates a build-up for the story's conclusion. There are some parts here that needed context from part 1. Enjoy!
part 1 here
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He couldn't ask for more.
The sunset spilled all around the theme park, the golden intricates of the the railings sparkled than ever before. The orange radiance of the solemn sun gives the park an even more golden glow.
Artem looked around, taking in the seemingly perfect view of what can be only described as serene. The laughter of groups of friends, families walking hand-in-hand, couples giving their significant other loving looks, people enjoying themselves left and right, the quaint smell of hotdogs and popcorn.
You spending your time with him.
The sunset made this picturesque scenery even more breathtaking, and he could come here everyday if only allowed.
Right now, right in this very moment, everything is glowing.
Especially you.
"That was really fun!" the enthusiasm in your voice never fails to make him feel the same. He loves seeing you have fun, without a care in the world. He admits, he also enjoyed getting splashed by water on the raft ride.
He unconsciously offered his arm to link with yours and when you took it as you gazed at him, he's more than satisfied.
You fit so perfectly in his arms, it feels as if you're the missing puzzle piece he never knew his being had. Even having dried after getting soaked from the raft, the warmth that your touch radiated fills his senses with comfort.
This moment of getting to spend time with the person he profoundly longed for was enough for him. Enough for now. You don't need to know his affections for now.
Does he really need to let you know?
His feelings?
It'll probably make your relationship awkward. He's not ready to risk the sweet smiles and playful looks you direct towards him just for his own selfishness.
It doesn't matter. He'll love you even if you won't, anyway.
He then stopped in his tracks, you followed suit. Not caring about the people around you. Lost in the little world the two of you shared. He looked down at your form, "Yes it was. I enjoyed it very much." because you're with me, he wanted to add but instead of saying those words, an amiable look in his cerulean eyes twinkled, and an adoring smile latched upon his features instead.
Almost as if he's telling you an unspoken confession.
His expression however, turned into mild surprise when he noticed how your gaze was filled with enchantment. With a soft glint in your lidded eyes, your brows are knitted together. You were silent.
It baffled him.
Why.
'Why are you looking at me like that?' Artem wanted to blurt out. His mouth opened to say something.
It was unclear to him as to why you looked like you were staring at his very soul.
'Why are you looking at me like,' he can't help but ask himself as he continued to scrutinize your tranced gaze, 'like you want to say the same words I desperately wanted to tell you?'
Are his feelings reciprocated?
You blinked and suddenly looked away, "Uhh, Artem, I-"
"Everyone! One more hour to go for the fireworks! Please look forward to it!" The both of you landed your eyes on the speaker, then on each other.
Artem cleared his throat, pulling the collar of his turtleneck, "You were saying?" he inquired, voice and features laced with curiosity.
You cleared your throat and pulled on your collar, mirroring him, "I..." you started as your eyes darted as if you were looking for excuses, then your orbs glinted with realization and faced Artem, "I just wanted to say that we should take pictures! This is a memorable night after all."
His eyes begin to scan the theme park and his gaze found a small photobooth just beside the merry-go-round.
"Good idea. We haven't had anything to commemorate today's fun." He brushed off your weird behavior earlier as you dragged him towards your destination.
There weren't too many people in the waiting line, there were multiple photobooths, plenty enough to not create a line of more than five costumers per booth.
As soon as it was your turn, you excitedly rummaged through the cute costumes the guests can wear in the photos.
"Look Artem," you snapped your fingers to get his attention, "This would look cute on you!" You squealed as you waved the headband with cat ears in front of his face.
This kind of trend has been circling around lately. No matter how much of a busy man Artem is, he still has seen some posts about this on the internet...
Catboy culture, wasn't it? He wondered.
"You should wear one, too." He suggested. He gingerly took the headband from you and after a few moments of hesitation, he finally gave in to the anticipation in your eyes.
Your eyes were practically sparkling taking in the sight of catboy Artem in the flesh.
"Oh my gosh." You breathed, gaping at him.
Artem blinked. "Is there something on my face?" He then turned to the mirror to check what's wrong, nothing seems to be out of the ordinary though.
"It's nothing!" You frantically waved your hand and gestured towards the camera, "Let's take a photo!" you grinned, wearing cat ears identical to Artem's.
You guys started the photoshoot with your hands making peace signs.
Ah, the classic.
The few shots after just consisted of you putting on different faces while Artem just wore different headbands each shot, with the same pose.
"You guys, please act cuter for the camera! " The photographer suddenly commented.
Isn't Y/N cute enough? Artem internally recoiled.
"Young man, put your arms around your date or something, or do a heart pose together! " Mr. Photographer added.
Artem looked back at you, his eyes meeting yours, both were wide with surprise.
He cleared his throat for what seemed like the nth time today and looked at you for approval, "Do you want to?" he asked as his hands formed half a heart.
Your cheeks lighted aflame as you raised your hand, forming half a heart to connect it with his, "I don't mind."
As your fingers touched, Artem cannot control the pink flushing his cheeks as he smiled at the camera.
The photographer continued to instruct the both of you with how you should pose. He deserves a raise for doing his job really well, Artem thinks.
After of what it seemed like endless snaps of sappy pictures, the two of you decided to print all of them.
"Now we have lots of souvenirs!" you scanned each one of the photos and Artem can't help but think how good you two look together.
He thanked the photographer for putting his all into the shoot, then you both headed for the exit.
"How was it, Artem?" You turned towards him with a profound smile.
You have lots of photos together now. He can already see himself wide awake at night, staring at your couple-like pictures.
It was more than okay.
"It was a fun experience. The cat ears aren't bad." He said as he recalled how astonished you looked when he wore the headband.
"We spent almost 20 minutes there..." You sighed as you looked at your watch.
Artem unconsciously checked his wrist watch as well, "There are 40 minutes left before the fireworks. Do you want to check out more rides before then?"
You surveyed the theme park to look for more booths, "Look at that, Artem." you pointed toward the large and loud crowd at the park's quadrangle.
"Perharps it's someone performing." Artem guessed, hearing the strums of a guitar from the speakers.
"Let's check it out!" Curious, you and Artem shuffled yourselves into the crowd. The faint singing voice grew more and more audible as you got closer to the center of the attraction.
You headed to the front for the best audience experience and the singer came into view, "Isn't that?" Artem's eyes were as wide as saucers when he recognized the person singing.
Funny how you weren't surprised, and he wondered why.
There at the center, sitting at a stool with a guitar in hand, singing with a gold microphone in front of him, was the new employee at the firm, William.
Artem frowned.
That's the guy. The guy who was getting too cozy with you, the guy causing the unpleasant pangs inside his chest.
The guy who was one of the reasons why he got the courage to ask you out on this date in the first place.
The feeling of delight earlier was now replaced by uneasiness.
"I didn't know he was a performer." Artem murmured, and he kept glancing at you.
When he saw that you were clapping your hands and a proud smile has decorated your lips - one that's not aimed him, a sudden bitter feeling overwhelmed his whole being.
You looked very happy, and he hung his head low.
He vividly remembered your smiling faces in the office yesterday, and how William seem to always hang around you.
Artem realized he wasn't special. The warm look that he witnessed from you earlier in the sunset, the look that made him think that you reciprocated his feelings, you probably do that to everyone.
He felt so stupid.
While everyone was watching William hit the notes and strum the strings, Artem was watching your every reactions, only for him to get hurt on the inside.
His heart hurts, the clenching feeling in his chest tightening with every cheer that you voiced.
He's glad it was you who were causing this pain, though.
The crowd boomed with claps and shouts as the last note finished the song, and Artem wasn't in the mood to join them.
6:30pm
"Aren't you going to greet him?" Artem's voice made you look up to him, his brows furrowed and he wasn't making eye contact.
You just brushed his behaviour off and said, "Nope. I wouldn't want to disturb him on this special day!" you felt giddy, knowing that you helped William to set this all up.
As soon as his first day in the office, which was around a month ago, he had overheard you and Kiki talking about the big opening of PAX's amusement park, and kept asking questions about the event. He then learned you were friends with the heir, Marius.
You've never seen a face as shocked as William's when he learned that.
He even made Kiki contact her insiders about the soon to be opened theme park.
Kiki asked why he was so curious, and he said he performs on gigs as a hobby, balancing it with his law career, and that he loves performing ever since he was a kid.
"Performing on the theme park's opening would definitely give me more opportunities!" He sounded so passionate that you can't help but support him.
He became bashful though, as he said, "Besides, I've been looking for an opportunity to surprise my girlfriend next month," you and Kiki beamed at him, "This would make her happy, as I made a new song that I specifically made as a gift for her birthday. I'll sing it on the opening if I'm allowed."
That's why ever since, you became close with William. Whenever you talk though, he almost always talk about her girlfriend.
"30 minutes remaining for the fireworks display!!!" The speakers announced.
You were excited for the fireworks, and an idea popped out of your mind.
"Artem," you called him out "Let's ride on the ferries wheel, that way we're up in the sky as the fireworks erupt," you dragged him to the ferris wheel's ticketing booth, "I heard that it takes 20-30 minutes for a capsule to be on top of the wheel, the time is perfect for us!"
"Can we be alone in the capsule?" Artem suddenly requested, his eyes filled with a look you can't fathom. He looked so vulnerable.
"Yes, that's actually normal. We can request that for the youngest senior attorney with 99% win rate!" You grinned and you expected him to send you one of his gentle smiles, but he just turned his head away, and looked at the distance.
You take a good look at him again once you got the tickets, he's still looking away, a solemn demeanor in his face.
You can't help but wonder what he's thinking. He's been acting a little weird, you thought.
Does he not want to hang out with you anymore?
"Artem, if you don't want to, you can tell me. I won't be mad." You eyed him with concern, "We can just sit on the bench or something." you suggested.
Just like that, his expression changed quickly, regret clouding his face, "Y/N," he sighed, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to imply that with my actions," he stared at you for a few seconds, then you noticed that light was back in his eyes, the fond smile you liksd seeing is back again, "The ferris wheel is perfect." He then grabbed yoir waist and guided you both to the capsule.
You grinned, "I requested a capsule for only the two of us!" you waved the tickets at him, he chuckled and grabbed it from you to give to the person managing the capsules.
The capsule was air-condition inside, with big windows to get a good view of the outside. You expected nothing from a device created by PAX.
Across from you, Artem sits, his mood is a little better now, but you can't help but notice the silent sadness his cerulean eyes hold still.
You don't like seeing him like this.
"Hey, Artem?" you half-whispered, not wanting to surprise him from his reverie.
His eyes met yours, "Yes?" he responded gently.
"You know you can trust me with your problems, right?" You started, you don't let his surprised expression distract you from what you want to say, "I will listen intently to your troubles, and we'll find a way to solve them together! " You declared with the brightest smile you could ever muster, "So please, share your burdens with me. I'll carry them with you." You finished with a toothy grin.
He blinked a few times before finally shaking his head with fondness, "Thank you, Y/N. I want you to know that you are special to me." His face is suddenly filled with so much endearment you quickly looked away, "Uhh, Of course!" your face flushed red and you raised your hide in an attempt to hide it.
Artem chuckled, the sound giving you a sense of comfort and security. You looked up to him again and saw his features get illuminated by the lights flickering in the theme park, his adoring eyes lingering on you.
Like yours was lingering on him.
You smiled at each other, letting the other feel that they're not alone in the battles they're facing.
What are you to each other, anyway? You pondered when you decided to avert your eyes away from him first.
As far as you can recall, friends don't do this kind of thing with each other. The staring, the blushing. Oh, especially the blushing.
You can't help but long for the possibility of having your feelings reciprocated, but oh boy were you afraid.
"Can I sit beside you?" His question brought you to your senses, and you happily obliged, "Of course! This capsule isn't shaky, we'll be okay being on the same side." You made space for him as you patted the empty space. There he sat, his scent enveloping your senses.
It was silent for the whole ride up, but you were comfortable with it. You were with the person you love, being with them is enough.
7:00pm
Your capsule was right on top when suddenly, a boom was heard and splashes of color was seen through the window.
"Artem!" you pointed at the big, colorful patch of explosion that's a little bit below the capsule you were in.
The ferries wheel was so high that you were higher than the fireworks!
The fireworks was on your side of the window, you can see the view to it's fullest glory.
"Whoa!" you exclaimed, your eyes astonished by the scene before you. Your hands flat against the window, when you suddenly felt a body pressed against your back, and a hot breath against your ear, "It's amazing" you heard Artem mutter, as his breaths fanned the hairs on your neck, before resting his chin on your shoulder.
You yelped, you forgot Artem was just beside you!
Your heart pounded against your ribcage when you realized that in order for Artem to see the fireworks, he needs to look at your side of the window.
Heck, your thighs were touching, and you can feel every ounce of heat that his muscular body radiated. He's practically caging you and this small, suffocating space of a capsule isn't helping!
Despite the unbelievable heat that your whole body is feeling right now, you badly wanted him to wrap his arms around you.
Something was pooling in your stomach, something weird. All you can think about right now is Artem kissing you against the window while you sit on his lap.
Warmth filled your already heated cheeks upon realization of what you just imagined, and you mentally slapped yourself. What were you thinking?
The smell of his vanilla cologne isn't helping!
Nobody has ever made you feel this way before. No other person has affected you like this. You think about the things that this man had done for you, he was selfless, hardworking, and most of all, kind.
Especially the smiles he had always shown you. Those smiles filled with comfort and fondness that makes you weak in the knees. Whenever you see that smile, you find yourself looking forward in seeing it again.
To you, Artem Wing was unobtainable.
Yet you wanted to make him yours.
7:01pm
"Artem!" you pointed below with an enthusiastic grin as the fireworks boomed and splashed the sky above the theme park.
His body scooted over to you without realizing, eyes widening with glee and he muttered, "It's amazing" Artem leaned towards you, placing his chin on your shoulder for him to get better view of the fireworks display below.
It's taking every ounce of his control to not face you towards him and claim your lips then and there.
What you said earlier only fueled his raging feelings for you. You were willing to carry his burdens with him? He never had someone say that to him before, and he was happy it's from you.
The evening is flawless. The two of you were alone, having you near him like this, your decleration of support earlier, and a beautiful scenery before him that he won't get to see everyday...
A perfect evening to pour his heart out to you.
He decided that if there was a best time to confess his love for you, that time would be now. He didn't care about your answer right now, he just wanted to let it all out before this passionate feelings can drive him to insanity.
These feelings were driving him crazy, he wanted to let you know how you make him happy, that he thinks about you eveey second of every day, that you ground him and his lonely heart.
He noticed you were silent and unmoving, so he decided to take the chance. He took a deep breath.
"I'm in l-" "Can I ki-"
You turned your body to face him, surprised. Your face only a few centimeters away from his. One wrong move and you'll kiss.
The both of you blinked.
"You... go first." you said, biting your lip.
He stared deep into your eyes, none of you dared to move from this intimate position, your breaths fanning each other's faces.
"Y/N, I," he rested his forehead against yours and breathed with the most vulnerable voice you've ever heard from him, "I'm in love with you..."
You gaped, but he didn't mind.
He closed his eyes for a few seconds, "It's okay if you don't feel the same. I..." he opened his eyes to give you a loving gaze "I will keep loving you anyway."
He looked so vulnerable right now, but it didn't scare him. If anything, he feels relief in finally voicing out the feelings he's hidden for so long.
"I was in a bad mood today because I think you were interested in William," you just blinked and he continued, "I mean, you always look happy when you're with him. It crushed my heart." He finished as he waited for your response.
He waited, and waited.
The silence that you were giving him didn't give him any clue to what you were thinking, it's unnerving.
After of what seemed like an eternity you finally let out, "He has a girlfriend, silly." you see Artem's eyes widened and you continued, "It's a long story, but I'm not interested in him. We're just friends."
You felt the heat creep up his face.
"So... what were you going to tell me?" He said hesitantly as he gulped, the embarrasment from earlier evident in his voice.
Your cheeks flushed pink as you darted your eyes, it was now your turn to get really embarassed, "Can I..." your face looks conflicted. That if you say whatever you wanted to say, It'd be the death of you.
You took a deep breath, Artem told you his feelings, so it's only fair you tell him yours, you told yourself and mustered the courage to look up to his ocean eyes, a vast ocean so blue, you could drown in them, "Can I kiss you, Artem?"
It took a moment before he could fully process your words. His brain short-circuit.
"What?" He blurted out as he scanned your face for any signs that maybe, you have made a mistake.
but you replied, "I want to kiss you Artem," you put your hands on his shoulder to steady yourself, "I'm in love with you too."
His body tingled with so much joy, you being in love with him was just a distant dream before.
Not willing to wait anymore, he licked his lips as he slowly dipped his head to meet your already parted mouth, welcoming him.
You may or may not have kissed the entire way down the ride.
Artem Wing is a dedicated man.
Now, he's willing to dedicate himself to you for the rest of his life.
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Can I request a fluff short story for itachi!? Like family time with small sasuke and maybe shisui
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(Happy b'day to Itachi)
i've never written for any uchiha, but this was so fun!! also, it's accidentally mostly shisui, but i promise itachi is in it. hope you enjoy!!
ao3
words: 2.4k
fluff, no warnings!
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"Hey there, kiddo. Wake up," he murmured, gently squeezing the four year old's shoulder. He swatted the hand away with all the strength his sleepy form could muster and rolled onto his back with a tiny groan. Shisui grinned.
"Come on, Sasuke. You know what day it is, buddy?"
The child shot bolt upright, squishy hands reaching up and out to the man kneeling by his futon.
"'Tachi's birthday!" he remembered, thrilled. "It's brother 'Tachi's birthday!"
Shisui grinned, hooking his hands under Sasuke's arms and easily lifting the forty pound child high above his head before bringing him, giggling, back to his chest. "That's right, bud. Itachi's birthday! Now, you wanna help me with a surprise for him?"
Sasuke's eyes opened so wide they nearly fell out, matching his mouth that took in the biggest gasp his tiny lungs could handle. "Yeah!"
He stood up, adjusted the kid to a more comfortable position on his hip, and made their way into the kitchen.
Mikoto and Fugaku had been on a mission since the day before yesterday, and weren't slated to return for at least a week. This wasn't unusual, given their status as Jonin, but did frequently interfere with events in their children's lives that didn't require public celebration. He doubted that Sasuke remembered Itachi's last birthday, where only Mikoto was present and even then, just for the party, or the birthday before that, where they had been unable to get out of a Jonin's counsel where the elders kept rambling. Itachi never seemed to mind, always reassuring his parents, but there was no way it didn't upset him at least a little.
But when he'd unofficially gotten word from Hound that he'd be back from his latest mission by noon today, he knew he'd do whatever he needed to to have a celebration ready for him.
Setting Sasuke down on the counter, he went over the plan. Make a cake, decorate it and the house, and be ready to surprise Itachi. Sasuke nodded fervently as though receiving details for an S rank mission.
"So, Operation Itachi's Birthday…" he put his hand out, palm down, and looked at Sasuke expectantly. After a moment, the small child jumped and threw his hand on top of Shisui's. Together, they brought their hands a few inches down, then raised them above their heads. "Go!"
Navigating the kitchen cabinets with ease, given how much time he spent here, Shisui made quick work of gathering ingredients and placing them in the counter, making sure a large bowl was nearest Sasuke. He set the oven to preheat, then joined the kiddo on the counter.
"Alright, I'm thinking yellow cake with cream cheese frosting." Sasuke scrunched up his nose and Shisui poked it, getting his attention back. "I know you don't like the sound of cheese in frosting, but trust me. It's your brother's favorite and I bet you'll like it." He winked, waving a spoon tantalizingly. The child had loved the frosting last year, although he'd made the same protest.
"The question, though," he posed in an extremely serious tone, "is do we also make the frosting chocolate?"
Solemenly, Sasuke gave a single nod. "Definitely chocolate."
Shisui agreed, turning to grab a tin of cocoa powder. "Excellent choice, buddy. Now, we begin."
He scooped two cups of flour, leveling them with a knife and passing them to Sasuke to dump into the bowl. Normally, he'd sift the ingredients, but Itachi wouldn't mind lumps in this case. He followed it with three tablespoons of baking powder and had Sasuke grab a pinch of salt— maybe a bit larger than he would've liked, but it's fine—and add it to the bowl. He held it steady while the duck-haired child stirred it vigorously. Thankfully, there were only a couple of spills.
Then he had Sasuke add vanilla extract directly from the bottle, just advising him to pour carefully. Together, they cracked three eggs and fished a couple of shards back out of the mixture. Sasuke held a half-cup measure over the bowl, dumping it unceremoniously when it filled, like the large bucket at the local splash pad which he delighted in being dunked by when the whistle sounded. Shisui added oil, butter, and twice as much milk.
He placed the wooden spoon back in Sasuke's hands, and he slammed it directly into the bottom of the bowl. He grinned and held the bowl tightly, bracing himself. "Come on, kiddo."
Laughing, he leaned up on his knees and viciously stirred the batter, sending small pockets of flour flying asu he struggled to combine everything. The eggs streaked orange as the yolks broke, and the butter, maybe not as soft as Shisui would've liked, moved as one large clump.
When Sasuke tired himself out, he sat back on the counter and Shisui took over, combining the rest of the batter into a mostly smooth mixture.
"Now, we face a choice," he advised Sasuke. "Sprinkles in the batter or as decoration on top?"
Sasuke's face scrunched up in concentration, then he pointed up at the jonin. "Both."
Damn, the kid was good.
Shisui had Sasuke add sprinkles to the completed batter to his heart's content while he greased and lined a baking pan. Giving the mix a final stir, he helped Sasuke tip the bowl into the pan and smooth it out.
"Perfect. Now, I have a very important task for you," Shisui explained, again with deadly seriousness. Sasuke's eyes widened, ready for his orders. His eyes somehow widened further when Shisui returned the spoon to him and pushed the bowl in his direction.
"I need you to clean this bowl, by any means necessary." He winked, wiping his hands on a kitchen towel as the little boy started scraping the sides of the bowl and eating the leftover batter. Fugaku and Mikoto didn't love their children eating sweets, but they weren't here for Itachi's birthday, so their opinion wasn't currently relevant.
While Sasuke worked on the batter, he put the cake in the oven and got to work on a chocolate cream cheese frosting. He swiped a finger through a patch on the bowl Sasuke hadn't gotten to yet, earning himself a "hey!" from the child. Tasting it, he nodded. Not as good as what Itachi could make, but still full of love.
When the frosting came together, he set it in the fridge and grabbed a canvas bag from the entryway, digging through to find the birthday banner. With the bowl now mostly clean, Sasuke was eager for his next task.
"What's next, Shisui?" he asked, bouncing on the counter.
The teen smiled, helping him down off the counter. "Go grab your best drawing supplies, bud."
Sasuke ran off to his room without question, and Shisui started pulling streamers and packets of balloons to blow up out of the canvas bag, folding it and hanging it on the back of a chair when it was empty. He set the pack of candles on the counter next to everything else. He'd wanted to find a crow shaped candle, but that had proved too specific a request for the corner store.
When Sasuke returned, construction paper, chunky markers, and half empty pack of crayons clutched to his chest, he got him settled at the kitchen table before laying out his next mission.
"I need you to make Itachi's birthday card. You can write or draw whatever you want, but remember it's for your brother. Think you can handle that?"
He scoffed at the question, bringing marker to paper immediately. "'Tachi says I'm the best drawer."
Shisui chuckled. "You're right, Sas, how could I doubt your abilities?" Ruffling the child's hair, he grabbed a couple packs of streamers and headed back to the entryway. The cake had about twenty more minutes before he needed to check it, which was plenty of time to start draping the flimsy paper from the ceiling.
The time passed quickly. They worked in relative silence, punctuated only by Sasuke’s humming or various sound effects as he carefully added to his drawing. Shisui made quick work of the streamers, crisscrossing them and adding a gentle spiral to some strands. He had moved on to the banner, which he wanted to hang over the entrance to the kitchen. If he’d had more time to prepare, he might have made one, but instead he had opted to just purchase a generic string of letters spelling out “happy birthday”. Unfortunately, the serif letters had tangled themselves, and he struggled to get them free enough to hang.
He was so frustrated with getting it untangled that he didn’t notice the man climbing through the window.
Itachi was not as exhausted as usual, given that everyone on this weekend’s mission squad knew his birthday was today and had given him the fewest shifts on watch, allowing him to rest as much as one could on an ANBU mission. They had all worked hard to get him back as early as possible today. Originally, they were slated for arrival in Konoha around noon, but instead, they had made it back at daybreak and he was now back in his home at ten in the morning. He quickly changed into comfortable clothes, secured his weapons, and made sure everything in his bedroom was organized. Opening the door, he was hit with vanilla.
He crept silently through the house, wondering if Sasuke was here or if he had gone over to Shisui’s or another friend’s while everyone was on missions. The house smelled strongly of vanilla, and he heard talking in the kitchen. Slowly, he rounded the corner, staking things out.
“I think it’s backwards, Shisui,” Sasuke was explaining, scribbling with green crayon at the table. Shisui was standing on a dining chair, fighting with cardboard letters on a string. Itachi took a moment to observe the streamers everywhere, and the unopened packs of balloons on the counter. After a moment, he realized the letters spelled out “happy birthday.” He stood, shocked, for a beat before a timer started to go off.
“Ah, that’s the oven,” Shisui muttered, trying to work out how to get down without losing all his progress on the banner.
Itachi felt the corners of his mouth drag upwards slightly. “I’ll get it,” he offered, crossing to the drawer with the oven mitts.
Shishui swore, almost falling from the chair at the surprise. Sasuke jumped up and ran over to Itachi, wrapping his arms most of the way around his brother’s legs. “’Tachi! ‘Tachi’s home!”
He chuckled, having Sasuke back up before he opened the oven and removed the cake inside. Poking at the top, he was satisfied with the bounce and knew it was ready to cool. He turned the oven off and scooped his little brother up, relishing his tiny giggles as he swung him onto his shoulders.
“Let’s go help Shisui with the banner, okay, Sasuke?”
“Yeah! Charge, ‘Tachi!”
Shisui chuckled, watching the man who was fresh off what had probably been a grueling and dangerous mission duck down slightly and lead with his head, walking quickly to charge the child at him. He straightened up, Sasuke now at a height where he could fully untangle the letters and help hold it in place. “Surprise,” he said, catching Itachi’s eye.
He smiled, feeling warmth spread through his torso. “Thank you,” he genuinely replied. The two teens smiled at each other then looked away, trying to focus on anything else.
Together, they got the banner hung and iced the cake, Sasuke shaking an array of sprinkles onto its surface. Shisui insisted they place a takeout order of Itachi’s choosing rather than having him cook when he’d just gotten back. When it arrived at the door, they cleared off the kitchen table to eat.
“Wait!” Sasuke cried out when they started shuffling the papers on the table. He darted forward and selected two sheets out of the mix, roughly gathering the rest into a stack. He his the two drawings behind his back until the table was clear, at which point he made Itachi sit down for his presentation.
“First, I made a dinosaur.” He triumphantly revealed a red sheet where a green dinosaur had been lovingly, though not technically, rendered. It was breathing fire “just like you” as Sasuke explained. Itachi and Shisui were proud and agreed to place it on the fridge.
Next, he held out a much more detailed drawing. Itachi observed the three figures, all varying heights, and hands all held through arms of terrifying lengths.
“It’s us!” Sasuke shouted. “I put you in the middle, ‘Tachi, and then that’s me, and that’s Shisui, and over there is Granny Cat, and I put a crow over here, and— what’s wrong, ‘Tachi? Did I draw it wrong?” He crawled up into Itachi’s lap while Shisui turned to examine him, forehead knotting in confusion and concern.
Tears had welled up in the jonin’s eyes and began to stream down. He smiled, firmly wiping the wetness away. “You did great, Sasuke,” he choked out in a whisper, then cleared his throat. “It’s perfect. I’m going to hang it on my bedroom wall, okay?” he spoke clearly.
The child grinned. “’Course it’s okay, silly!” He climbed back down and into his own seat. “Now cake!” he demanded.
Itachi and Shisui made eye contact again, relaxing into the domesticity of the situation. Shisui moved first, grabbing the large brown paper bag off the counter and moving it to the center of the table.
“Lunch first, Sasuke,” he chided lightly. “Itachi, grab some plates?”
When lunch was finished, Shisui spent a moment in the kitchen arranging candles on the rainbow mess Sasuke had endearingly created. He knew it would taste good no matter what, though maybe it would taste better knowing the care that had gone into it. He lit the candles quickly and brought the whole thing out to the table.
He and Sasuke sang at approximately the same skill level, to Itachi’s great pleasure. “Make a wish!” Sasuke cheered when they finished.
Itachi took a second, closed his eyes, then opened them, leaned in, and blew the candles out swiftly. Sasuke and Shisui cheered, the latter already starting to pull candles back out of the cake so it could be served.
“’Tachi, what did you wish for?” the younger brother asked demandingly.
Itachi leaned back and smiled, sneaking a gaze at Shisui, who was searching for something to cut the cake with. Then he looked back at the child and poked his forehead with two fingers.
“I wished that next year, my birthday is just as good as this one is.”
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Loyal as a Dog // Sanzu Haruchiyo x Reader
Masterlist
Chapter 24
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Tags: slowburn (the literal slowest), friends to lovers, coming of age, hurt & comfort, fluff, light and dark themes, plot heavy (REALLY plot heavy)
TW // cursing
Chapter Twenty-Four: Gods Grow Lonely
Gods grow lonely too. 
Looking down upon a lesser world
It doesn’t take a higher being to recognize 
Scum from scum. 
Pitiful beings,
Their existence only poses the question;
WHY? 
When born as dirt one should live as filth, so
WHY? 
Show thy misery, 
Expose thy hate, 
Remember thy name.
If insects don’t dance, what purpose do they serve?
Happiness is not yours to seek, so 
WHY?
It should be mine, so
WHY?
Why do they possess that which a God cannot grasp?
...oh.
I’ve studied worms and the ways they should crawl;
For a God it should be simple, 
All I need is dirt.
My pitiful creation, your world is me for I am all. 
Do not ask me 
WHY? 
You are to ask me 
HOW?
I’ve spent my life spectating so now I will teach. 
Watch me dance and remember;
It's you that's pitiful, 
Not me.
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Today is a new day.
Therefore,
Yesterday never happened. 
Tongues stained blue, cloudless skies sung a certain song. A melody on loop, birds chirp of their travels above incoherent chatter. Background music of the word is tuned out as pain screams louder. A pain that's been denied recognition, for today is devoted only to good. 
Good meaning ice cream. 
Heat of Summer bullies spring while a convenience store curb houses the pair. Seeking refuge in the shade they replace memories that hurt with chilled flavors of berry. 
Mask pulled down, Sanzu's attention is equally divided between a new phone and ice cream while yours is balanced between ice cream and mourning.
"We're bad parents," you wept internally, looking at the replacement phone free of damages or dents. "My heart says it likes the old one better." 
"I don't see the issue, they're basically the same." 
Attachment to inanimate objects is an emotion your roommate uses sparingly. Brushing away your previous complaint, one hand tapped along a fresh set of keys while the other lazily maintained a half finished popsicle. 
"The ice cream's making ya cold Mr. Sanzu. What about all the memories that were jam packed in the old one?" emotionally driven, you expressed the extent of your disapproval, "to let go of them so easily is just-" 
Turning the screen towards you, Sanzu's cold temperature thawed out, displaying a picture of an automotive victim taken the night prior. Basically the same down to its pixelated memory.
"The SD card wasn't busted so," he paused, cutting that thought short. "Like I said they're basically the same."   
Possessed by the secret art of SD cards, the new phone houses an old soul. There’s peace in knowing it gets a second shot at life, hopefully this time it won’t die via poor pocket protocol. 
Relieved from mourning duty another problem takes its place. 
Pain that persists is starved of attention. 
With a throbbing debut, your wrist seizes the main stage. A lyrical hellfire leaves nothing but ashes, conveying a message to all competitors; the stage is gone, try talking over me and you’ll be next. Violent yet effective, any other problems dropped from the lineup leaving you to scramble for a fix.
Pain, pain, go away, you're way too busy eating ice cream today. 
Substitute jingles want to distract you but wish you’d called for help sooner for the stage is gone and anarchy cannot be undeclared. 
Fluent in evading and avoiding there comes a time when bearing it is all that remains. Fixing it had been first on the list but when aspirin fails what more is there to do? Easy;
Evade, 
Avoid, 
Ignore, 
Repeat.
Though if you skip ahead you’ll see we’re in the bear it arc. 
Reflexes told your wrist it could handle the weight of a minor fall. Looking at its current condition, not to mention how it felt, it’s fair to conclude your wrist loathes that prior assumption. Afterall, two wrists are better than one so now it’s time to bear the solo and swollen consequences. 
A presence finished messing around with the phone and started messing around with you. Leaning his arm against yours it seemed like he was trying to push you as you tilted along in the new game of; how much could he move you without actually moving you? 
Is he launching a curb-wide takeover? 
Hold your ground—
—or at a bare minimum don't tip over. 
Former popsicle reduced to nothing but a wooden stick, Sanzu shed mercy and pulled it away from his mouth. 
“What’s wrong?” he asked. 
Nothing gets past his all-seeing gaze.
Especially not prolonged silence.
“I did something weird to my wrist,” you answered.
"Did you sprain it?" Sanzu asked, gazing down at the sprain in question.
"Dunno, I'm a bad judge." 
You grinned, but as he lifted your wrist an immediate response ushered you to pull away.
Confiscating your wrist you cringed, "geez do ya hate me?" 
"It's that bad?" He asked, cocking his head slightly.
You nodded deeply several times before responding, “the worst.”
Sanzu initiated round two. Lifting your arm he shifted it this way and that but movement faltered as his eyes narrowed. Standing up from the curb he motioned: 
"We're going to the hospital." 
"Why? Ya can't fix it?" 
"No." 
"But ya always can." 
"I can't fix that." 
"You…can't? But we can't—right?"
"There's nothing else we can do." 
"Shit I really…" gritting your teeth, you hated the severity of this fuck up. "I'm sorry."
“It's fine. It was bound to happen eventually," he answered dismissively. 
Although you claimed to be sick proof, the same doesn’t apply in terms of injury proof. Cuts, scrapes, and bruises are a typical outcome of any given encounter but such is manageable with the aid of a do-it-yourself doctor. He's always been able to treat injuries, meaning this is; 
Bad. 
Hospitals exist to strip penniless pockets in exchange for a band-aid or two. Treatment is guise for what's really going on, it's a large scale con. A sucker like yourself has no medical knowledge therefore you're in for a scam amongst scams, not even the cockroaches are safe from their clinical clutches. 
Simultaneously walking and rehearsing, Sanzu offered a strict set of lines to follow when asked x, y and z. 
Bottom line:
Lie about everything except your wrist. 
A preemptive strike to scam the scammers. 
Though your feet feel cold within its presence.
Towering above, it could smell your fear. 
A place where life and death raged war. 
Did ghosts roam the halls? 
Who handled the corpses?
Would you see a dead body? 
Anxiety seeped from every pore. 
And the unknown looked forward to your arrival.
Some old kook patrolled the sidewalk, his rambling nature preyed on all who passed. Was this a test of initiation? 
If so, you walked right by. 
Better luck next time psycho man.
Abusing your roommate's hand you entered through automated doors, meeting the stench of death- or maybe that’s disinfectant. 
They’re covering up death with disinfectant. 
Despite an overwhelming number of heads occupying the lobby, each of them must've harbored a similar fear because the silence is nauseating;
Fill it with something,
Elevator music,
The news,
Anything, just hurry up and eat the silence. 
Death's lackey greets you from behind the front desk, disguised as a woman who offers a smile. Allowing Sanzu to do any and all talking, you offered moral support by binding your souls as one. 
To smother is to cope—
—at least it is from your perspective.
For the time being it seems you have a pass.
Sanzu ignores the clingy creature while feeding death's receptionist lie after lie. He offers a name you've never heard and an address you've never been and sure enough-
“Perfect, I have all your information right here,” clicking around on a computer, death’s receptionist is cheerfully duped. “So you think it's broken?” she asked. 
A nod from your roommate leaves you at a loss. 
Broken. 
To break something takes a great deal of pressure, for example when a scum-jerk, prostitute-loving, politician wakes up mid mugged and decides to reimburse your nose with force. Therefore a minor fall poses no threat to these peak bones.
“Can you put pressure on it?” Death’s receptionist asked.
Too mortified for words, a nudge from your roommate tells you to answer. 
“No.”
Nervous eyes look at Sanzu to see if that was the right answer, but no such approval or disapproval is given as the sound of typing responds instead.
“You can take a seat for now. Someone will be with you shortly.” 
Turning away from the counter a void of noise settles in once more, blank faces of captives beckon you to join their seated ranks. 
"I don't wanna be here," you mumbled.
"And? Does it look like anyone wants to be here?" Sanzu replied.
Blue eyes flickered with vague irritation, meaning any second he'd reclaim his space and set you free,
If only to be devoured.
Or not.
Eviction notice postponed, calloused fingers simply pull you and your vice grip along. 
Sitting down amongst a lobby of fellow captives you felt your lifeline shorten. A mental vault of D-rated horror movies contorted to spew toxins. Days in which scary movies held no weight are dead;
They're heavy enough to crush you.
“What if they harvest my organs?” you blurted out.
Attracting empty stares from your fellow captives, you felt stiff beneath fluorescent lights. 
“Hm? I thought you knew.” 
Blue eyes looked distinctly amused beneath heavy lids, twisting together a backwards solution.
“...knew what?"
“They already met their organ quota this month.” 
“So I’m safe?” 
“Mhm.”
“What about ghosts?” 
"Priests come by regularly." 
"What if there's a zombie outbreak?" 
"They already have a cure." 
"What if the doctors are cannibals?" 
A timely game of question asked question answered later, relief is yours. Out of all the hospitals, this one in particular was horror proof. 
Safe from within the hospital of no horrors, you’d been summoned and forced to play question asked question answered medical edition. 
Hospital memory bank updated. 
Their time operates differently, how they slowed it down will stay a mystery. 
Half the terms they used were made up on the spot, the end.
Nothing is sacred, they saw your bones and have photo evidence.  
Don't get lost or you won't be found (not tested).
They only deliver the crappiest, shitiest, screw off-iest, no seriously screw off—form of news  
As always Sanzu was right. 
It's broken. 
Therefore your bones aren't peak, but are embarrassingly easy to break chumps. Though Mr. Doctor said otherwise, your two-bone track record states you should search for a donor with better suited bones. 
Shamefully supported within the confines of a splint, your wrist would hide its face for another six weeks. Mr. Doctor also said it's lucky you didn't need a cast but it seems Mr. Doctor doesn't have the faintest clue about what luck entails. Here's a hint: 
It's receiving medical treatment under someone else's name, having the bill sent to said person's home and then strolling out of death's doors with your soul still intact. 
"My bones are sorta the worst so how about ya trade me yours? Then I won't be completely useless," you gleamed. 
Starry eyed and scary, a harsh contradiction of words and tone work as a last ditch coping mechanism from hell. Far more inconvenient than breaking a nose, a wrist plays a vital role in daily life. It's so horrendously bad it's comical because if it weren't you'd be sobbing. 
"I'll pass. A careless owner would end up breaking them," Sanzu taunted. 
"Ya'know If I did that I'd have to live out the rest of my life in shame and solitude. Meaning they'd be way safe—no, the safest." 
A route consisting of following your roommate showed a questionable future. Primarily because you hadn't even made it to the street before new problems were made readily available. 
Skeletal fingers gripped your shoulder revealing who else but some old kook in robes, looking to be ten seconds from death—
"All can be forgiven so tell me-" 
...
—Five seconds from death. 
Shoved to the ground, a pile of bones is momentarily out of commission while condescending eyes spare no pity, urging you to keep walking. It only takes a glance to lose interest, for the elderly are a breed of unworthy donors.
Avoided upon entering, encountered upon exiting and laid out upon leaving, people like him all look the same. Black intentions dressed in robes, religious creeps who prey on the weak. 
Mumbling against the pavement he's delusional and determined, helping you to remember outside isn't horror proof while leaving the hospital behind.  
"Everyone is dirty, we only wish to help." 
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14 Days of Winter - Day 10: A Present
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KIM HAJOON'S JOURNAL ENTRY TUE, DEC 22ND, 2020. 10.05 PM GMT The Savoy. Junior Suite. My Room
It's our last day of quarantine! This will be the last time I'm writing to you inside this room. I mean... The Savoy is nice, not to mention the Junior Suite, but staying cooped up for 10 days in the same room is still horrible, even inside The Savoy's Junior Suite.
So here I am, inside my room. Minjeong had just wished me a good night and went inside her room. We need to pack our stuff today. I need to pack my stuff. Shit. I know I need to do it, but... I gotta tell you everything that happened today first.
Today was a HAPPY DAY for multiple reasons. Number one, knowing that tomorrow I'll finally breathe fresh air again is something to be happy about. There were also a series of events that made this day ABSOLUTELY ICONIC (I'll tell you in detail in just a bit), but...
It didn't start as a happy one.
For one, Minjeong wasn't in the best of moods when I met her this morning. I could understand: Her friends were leaving London today, and she had completely missed the chance to record in her dream studio. I'd be as devastated if I was her, and she was indeed devastated.
The usually cheerful and bubbly Minjeong was quiet and sullen today. She didn't talk much during our breakfast and lunch, and only smiled kindly when I tried to make jokes. After a few failed attempts to make her laugh and bring back her cheerful self, I gave up and excused myself to my room to study.
But, Journal-nim... I am not Kim Hajoon if I didn't think of something to cheer her up.
After all, come on... I don't think I can live even one day without seeing her smile, hearing her laugh, watching her cute attitude. I can't, Journal-nim. She'd hooked me, and I am not willing to let her go.
So... Instead of studying (forget it, Journal-nim. I'll still have plenty of time to finish my thesis after the quarantine is over), I wracked my brain, trying to find a way to cheer her up again. I had to do something, anything. I long to see that cute smile again.
Guess what I ended up doing!
...
Can you guess?
...
That's right! (Or wrong... I don't know what your answer was, kekeke) I drew her!
I didn't just draw one picture of her.
I drew A LOT of pictures of her!
Alright... I didn't draw her like I did a few days ago when I had her posing for me in real time. I don't have a photo of her yet (Maybe I should take a selfie with her, or use my polaroid cam?)... So what could I do? I drew her from memory.
Of course it wasn't a realistic drawing (I couldn't, not without her posing for me or a photo of her). I decided to draw cartoon illustrations of her, cute chibi versions of her.
I decided to recall everything that had happened these past ten days. Whatever I remembered, I drew that...
I remember I saw her looking agitated in the airport... So I drew that. I saw her shouting at the hotel staff and on the phone to her manager when she reached here... So I drew that. She talked on her phone a lot with her three friends: Karina, Giselle, and Ningning... So I drew that. She loved tea and lapsang souchong... So I drew that.
(Here's a reminder to bring her to the Twining's Shop at The Strand tomorrow if she has the time).
We played a lot of board games together... So I drew that. The way she called me for lunch or dinner every day... So I drew that. Her... Sexy... Dance... I didn't draw it like that, but... I drew her dancing. The way she sang that beautiful song yesterday... So I drew that.
And finally...
The way she slept so peacefully last night... I drew that.
In total, I ended up drawing 9 illustrations of her. That, added to the one portrait I drew for her a few days ago, meant that I had drawn 10 illustrations of her. Fitting, don't you think? One illustration for each day of the quarantine.
And so...
Around 3.45 pm today, fifteen minutes before the scheduled tea time cart arrived, I left my room. Minjeong was in her room, probably crying or listening to some sad songs, but I wasn't out there to find her.
I went straight to the kitchen and brewed a bag of Lapsang Souchong for her. This time, though, I decided to be a little creative: I let the steaming hot smokey tea rest for a while to cool down. I opened the fridge and took out an orange from today's breakfast and sliced it. I took one slice and ground the peel to make orange zest. Finally, I put ice cubes into a tall glass, poured the cooled lapsang souchong, added some orange zest as garnish, and placed it nicely on a tray on the dining table.
I then rushed back to my room and rolled the nine pieces of paper nicely, before tying them up with a blue ribbon I found in one of my stationary cases. I went out, set it up nicely next to the smokey iced tea I just made, and glanced at my watch. Anytime now...
Ding Dong!
Right at 4, the doorbell rang, and a hotel staff brought us our tea time meal. I let the staff set the crumpets, tea, and biscuits on the table, thanked him, closed the door, and walked over to Minjeong's room.
Journal-nim... Somehow I felt my heart thumping.
"Minjeong-ah... Tea time?" I offered.
I waited a few seconds before hearing her reply.
"Yes... Coming," she replied, her voice sounding weak.
She went out, still looking paler than usual, weaker than usual. She walked over to the dining table and sat down, and I sat in front of her. I stared at her and smiled, and she met my gaze, before smiling weakly.
"I look like a mess, don't I, Hyung?" she asked with a soft chuckle. I nodded. "Totally. I miss the cheerful Minjeong," I said, somehow feeling emboldened.
Minjeong chuckled again and sighed.
"I'm sorry... I just needed time to calm down..." she uttered. I nodded and smiled. "Of course. I understand..." I said, sincerely.
Minjeong smiled at me appreciatively, then she turned her attention to the table.
Come on, Minjeong... Notice it.
She did.
Her almond-shaped eyes widened as she saw the unusual tall glass.
"That's... Strange? They don't usually serve iced tea for tea time, right? Is it because it's our last day here?" she asked. I shrugged. "Maybe..." I decided to play along.
Minjeong took the tall glass, then she realized.
"Eh? Why is there only one iced tea?" she asked.
I wanted to reply, but she understood immediately. What a smart girl!
"Hyung... You..." she asked slowly as she looked at me.
I grinned sheepishly and nodded.
"Yeah... Thought it might cheer you up..." I uttered.
Minjeong blinked her beautiful eyes a few times, then she giggled.
YES! That was it! That was the giggle I had been missing almost the entire day!
"Gomawo, Hyung..." she uttered with a smile. I nodded. "Try it!" I said, before adding, "Please don't kill me if it tastes bad..."
Minjeong giggled again, before putting the straw in her tiny mouth and sipping it. As soon as the cold tea entered her mouth, her eyes widened and she let out a cute squeal.
"Mmmm! Lapsang Souchong! It's so good!" she exclaimed.
I didn't know if she was telling the truth, but at least she appreciated my attempt. I laughed and placed a hand on my chest, signaling my thanks to her.
"I'm honoured," I said. She laughed...
And she placed her hand on top of mine.
And my heart stopped beating.
I stared at her, and she stared back. She smiled so beautifully.
My gosh, Journal-nim...
"Gomawo, Hyung... Thank you for caring for me so much," she said, and I noticed the sincerity in her words. "A–Ah... W–Well, that's the least I could do..." I stuttered.
I was blushing. I knew I was. My face was definitely as red as the Queen's Guards' uniform. My heart was punching my chest.
Minjeong's smile grew wider as she sipped her tea until her glass was empty. She sighed satisfactorily and smacked her lips, all the while still keeping her hand grasping mine. I chuckled. I couldn't help it. She was just so cute.
"Do you like it?" I decided to ask her. Minjeong nodded rapidly. "I love it!" she said, then she grabbed the empty glass and pushed it towards me.
She looked up and met my gaze, and I could see the mischief behind her eyes.
"Make me more!" she ordered jokingly.
I laughed out loud.
And finally, Journal-nim...
She laughed too.
It was heavenly. It was like listening to the laughter of an angel. It was so full of joy, so full of life. At that moment, I promised myself never to let that laughter and smile fade from her face.
... No. Not just that...
I want to be the reason for her laughter and smile.
Thus, we enjoyed the tea time together, our last tea time in quarantine. This time around, we talked and joked like we used to these past few days, and I was grateful for that.
Minjeong eyed the scroll on the table a few times curiously, but–maybe–out of respect, she didn't ask what it was. She must have assumed that it was my work, and didn't want to be nosy. But... It was really for her, so after we finished the last of our tea time cookies, I tapped the scroll with my finger. She took the hint.
"What is that, Hyung? Is that your work?" she asked finally. I chuckled. "Yes. It's my work." I said, then I stared at her, "Do you wanna see it?"
Not suspecting anything, Minjeong nodded and smiled.
"Must be amazing!" she said excitedly. I smiled and pushed the scroll towards her. "Open it!" I said. Her eyes lit up. "May I?" she asked. I nodded confidently.
Minjeong took the scroll, pulled the blue ribbon, and unraveled the scroll. She initially smiled when she saw the drawing, but a second later, her smile disappeared as she realized what it was.
She stared at the drawing silently, studying the facial features of the character that was on the paper. She took the next page, then the next, and the next... And I knew she recognized those pictures. She recognized the activities depicted in those pictures.
As she moved page by page, I saw her eyes starting to glisten. Her tiny lips curved up higher and higher, forming the most adorable smile anyone could ever have. Chuckles and scoffs left her mouth as she saw the cute drawings, but I saw tears starting to flood her eyes.
I smiled as I watched her admire the drawings in silence. I had no doubt. I knew for sure. I was in love. I had fallen in love with this girl. I met her by chance, I knew her by mistake, but now... Ten days later, I knew she was the one. There was no other one.
Minjeong looked up, her eyes teary. She set down the pictures on the table, and reached to grab my hand again. I squeezed hers and smiled.
"It's... Think of it as your early birthday present from me... It's next Friday, right?" I said, trying so hard to sound cool.
A laugh escaped her mouth, but tears were streaming from her cheeks.
Then, Journal-nim...
Without warning...
Just like yesterday...
She lunged forward and hugged me.
She was crying again today, as she did yesterday, but today was different. She didn't cry out of sadness.
It was tears of joy.
"Hyung... Thank you so much... I love it..." she whispered.
I chuckled and hugged back.
"I'm glad you like it, Minjeong..." I said. She hugged me tighter. "Thank you... Thank you. I'm not sad anymore. Thank you, Hyung... Thank you for cheering me up..." she whispered.
I chuckled again, because I didn't know what to do other than that. Minjeong pulled back, and smiled at me from ear to ear. She wiped her tears, and suddenly giggled.
"Ya... Now I feel bad, though! I have to give you something for your... Late birthday present!" she exclaimed.
I laughed. How could anyone be so adorable?
Suddenly, a crazy thought crossed my mind.
It was indeed crazy. And... Was it too daring to ask her this?
Trick question again. Journal-nim, I am Kim Hajoon! Doing things that are too daring is what I do the best! So... I chuckled and stared at her.
"You know... There is one thing that you can give me..." I said. Her eyes lit up. "What is it? Do they have it here in London? If they do, I'll buy it for you straightaway after we come out of this damn room tomorrow!" she exclaimed with urgency.
I laughed and shook her head.
"No. You can't buy it," I said. She looked confused. "Oh? Then... What is it that you want?" she asked me.
I smiled.
And yes... My heart was literally punching my chest.
"I... If I may..." I said slowly. Minjeong searched my eyes. "What is it, Hyung?" she asked me, squeezing my hands a little tighter. "If I may..."
...
"Can you..."
...
Shit my heart is beating so fast as I write this!
...
"C–Can... Can you call me something other than 'Hyung'?" I asked her, stuttering a little. "Oh? What do you want me to call you, then? Back to 'Hajoon-ssi'?" she asked.
I chuckled. Should I tell her?
"Well... Not that... I mean..."
Minjeong stared at me with her beautiful eyes. For a split second, I thought I offended her, but the next instant, a wide smile formed on her face. The smile turned into a giggle, and the giggle turned into a laughter.
She understood. I knew she understood.
"Kidding... I know what you mean..." she whispered through her laugh.
Then...
This is the reason why this day was such a happy day for me.
In fact...
TODAY WAS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!
...
Because
...
Because after saying those words, Minjeong leaned forward...
...
And she kissed my cheek.
...
It wasn't a peck, Journal-nim.
It was a kiss. A warm, slow, and loving kiss.
...
And when I was still stunned, when I felt heat rushing to my face, when I was still unable to say anything out of the sheer electricity I felt surging from my left cheek through my entire body, she sat back down and stared at me with a huge smile...
Then she said it...
She said it really cutely. She said it with a bright smile. She said it while staring at me. She said it while holding my hands.
...
She finally said it consciously.
"Hajoon-Oppa~"
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ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴏғ ᴜs シ ~ ғᴇᴍ!ᴅᴀᴍɪᴀɴᴇᴛᴛᴇ
~ shopping spree ~
pov change! and longer chapter!
here it is!!!!!! thank you for your patience :)
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prologue
chapters: one two three four five
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now playing➪
fantasy ~ bazzi
you should know
you can go where
you wanna go
i can take you there
wildest dreams, put some faith in me
take my hand to your fantasy
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delilah woke up in an even better mood than yesterday.
today was the day her and marinette were going shopping. something she never really did. she yawned, stretching.
delilah decided to look through instagram because she woke up a little earlier than normal.
  the first person she saw on her feed was marinette from last sunday.
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mars.bars ootd!! did i get the another set shorts because of the cactus....? maybe 🌝🌚 but who's saying that?
delilah laughed remembering how exited when she found those shorts, she sent her a full paragraph of saying how great the shorts were.
  speaking of the angel, she got a text message just as she was thinking about her.
'she is totally reading my mind, that's why she's just messing with my feelings.' delilah grinned.
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mousy🐭: get ready, sunshine, i'm gonna be there in 30 👹
sunshine☀️: firstly, what is that emoji, and secondly, okay.
mousy🐭: don't ask. and get ready!! or i'm going to go in your room and pick out your outfit!
mousy🐭: skirt or pants? wink wonk.
sunshine☀️: anything is fine. i- okay. see you soon mousy. you can still pick my outfit if you really want to.
mousy🐭: yay!
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delilah jumped when she heard knocking. she must've been to distracted by marinette to hear alfred.
"breakfast is in 30." he smiled, looking at his blushing granddaughter.
"marinette is coming pick me up to go shopping to decorate my room. is that okay? and she's going to be here in 30 minutes so can she eat breakfast? and-" delilah asked, scared he would say no.
"of course, ms. delilah. i'm sure the boys would love to see her again." he said with a smiled, turning around going to the door, "she is welcome anytime, even if she wants to sleep." he winked.
"alfred!" she whisper yelled, turning redder than a ladybug.
"okay, okay." alfred left the room with a smirk.
'that evil butler!' delilah cursed, 'i should text her."
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sunshine☀️: alfred said you can eat breakfast, if you want?
mousy🐭: hell yeah i'll eat alfred's breakfast! his cooking was so good last night his breakfast must be amazing!
sunshine☀️: it is. it truly is.
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delilah went take a shower, doing her normal routine. putting on a robe, the then hurd a knock, knowing it wasn't alfred because it wasn't his three, short sharp knocks.
so it could only be one person.
marinette.
sᴡɪᴛᴄʜ⌨︎︎
ᴍᴀʀɪɴᴇᴛᴛᴇ ᴘᴏᴠ!
marinette wook up bursting with energy.
she gets to not only help delilah in picking room decor!
delilah, the girl that made marinette feel something she never felt before.
she knew she had a crush on the girl, i mean, it wasn't the same admired crush she had like adrien, but a simple 'i like you' and 'i want to get to know you more' crush.
'but she probably doesn't like me.' marinette sighed.
"mari! you obvious pice of cheese!" mullo squeaked, not only because she could tell that delilah had a crush on her, but because she was oblivious in general, "you need to get it out of your head! you can always be friends!"
marientte looked at the mouse kwami, "yeah! she can be my sister from another mister! isn't that the saying here?" she asked the last part to herself.
"you should text her about going," they said, flying over to get the cheese.
"yeah! great thinking mullo!"
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mousy🐭: get ready, sunshine, i'm gonna be there in 30 👹
sunshine☀️: firstly, what is that emoji, and secondly, okay.
mousy🐭: don't ask. and get ready!! or i'm going to go in your room and pick out your outfit!
mousy🐭: skirt or pants? wink wonk.
sunshine☀️: anything is fine. i- okay. see you soon mousy. you can still pick my outfit if you really want to.
mousy🐭: yay!
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marinette cackled like a mad woman, she was going to make herself match.
"i know that look!" mullo shouted across the room.
"we're going to match!" marinette said gleefully, squealing.
'hmmmm! ahah!'
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right before she was about to step into the shower, her phone went off.
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sunshine☀️: alfred said you can eat breakfast, if you want?
mousy🐭: hell yeah i'll eat alfred's breakfast! his cooking was so good last night his breakfast must be amazing!
sunshine☀️: it is. it truly is.
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"mullo! we're eating alfred's food again! go tell aunt harley and aunt pam!" marinette called, turning in the water.
"aye aye, captain!" mullo left the room, smile on their face.
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marinette pulled into the wayne driveway. walking up to the door.
"hello mr. alfred!" marientte waved to the older man, smiling happily, "i brought more croissants! it seemed the others liked them! and these are fresh!" she giggled.
"yes, they very much did. thank you, ms. marinette, we can have these at our breakfast." alfred took the box in gratitude, for he, too, enjoyed them.
"okay! i need to go to deliah's room! thanks mr. alfred!" she waved with a goofy grin and skipped of to delilah's room.
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she took the directions delilah gave her yesterday to get to her room.
"come in." she heard as she knocked on the door to delilah's room.
"okay! i brought some clothes! i may or may not have made them yesterday! but here!" marientte said, handing the bag over.
"thanks. i bet it's going to be amazing." delilah smiled, holding the bag.
once she went in and changed, she came out with a big smile on her face, not only because they were matching, but because it was comfortable, "it's amazing, mousy, i can see why it's high quality. him much is it?"
"it's on the house! after all, i wanted to do it!" marinette smiled at the taller girl.
"okay..." delilah was totally going to pay her back.
"go go go!" marinette cheered.
"okay, mousy." delilah smirked.
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delilah looked at the outfit with a blush. she didn't realize that she was going to be matching marinette, but, she wasn't mad.
"i look kinda... cute." she twirled in the mirror, "it's perfect."
"are you done yet?" marinette called, bouncing in excitement.
"yeah, i'm coming." she heard from the bathroom.
when delilah stepped out of the room.
it was almost as if nothing else in the world mattered. only delilah.
"you look good." marinette managed to breath out.
"thank you." delilah said, blushing a bit.
"anyway, i hear alfred's food calling my name!" marinette laughed, tugging delilah along.
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the food was amazing, as always, and marinette's fresh croissants were a big hit.
"bye! thanks for having me!" marinette waved goodbye to the wayne's, while dragging delilah.
delilah has gotten use to marinette pulling her around, if anything she kinda enjoy it.
"here, pick another song." marinette said, handing the phone over to her.
"okay." delilah didn't know what song to put on. then she remembered the song jason was playing the night before.
fantasy ~ bazzi
"you have good taste." marinette complemented delilah, who smiled in response, "wait! delilah, do you want to be in my outfit of the day post! becasue we match! if you want, of course."
delilah smiled over to the girl who was driving, "sure, angel, i would love to."
"yay!" she cheered, smiling at delilah, we can take it at target.
sᴡɪᴛᴄʜ⌨︎︎
ᴅᴇʟɪʟᴀʜ ᴘᴏᴠ!
"okay! ready?" marinette said, making her phone somehow stand in the car.
"yeah, i'm ready when you are."
"get ready!" the camera flashed and marinette ran to see the picture, "aww! it looks amazing!"
"yeah. it does." she smiled.
"it's posted! let's go." marinette gave a determined nod and laughed, delilah following behind.
she heard a ding from her phone and saw the poses she was @ in.
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mars.bars look at my matching outfit with @d.wayne. thank you for posing in this! :)
delilah liked the post with a smile on her face.
"hey in the cart." marinette said seriously, looking delilah dead as she got into her eyes.
"why...?" she asked, tilting her head to the side.
marinette sighed, walking over to her with, "just do it, love, we are going to have fun!" she jumped up and down.
"yes ma'am." delilah got into the cart, smiling in confusion.
"ready? yeah? let's go!" she raced to the decoration section, laughing joyfully as she saw delilah smile.
"let's go on a shopping spree!" marinette yelled, only softly enough for delilah could here.
"yeah!" delilah cheered.
yeah, she could get use to this.
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chapter five: closed
next: chapter six
you wouldn't believe the shity day i had.
i'm sorry this didn't come sooner! i'm going to be gone for a few days so if i don't update, that's why! 
do you guys like the longer chapters?
love you guys and stay happy! 😌
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shirleykarasuma · 3 years
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Hello my friends,
I am happy to be back. Somehow yesterday Amino decided to not work anymore after I uploaded the blog post in the German community. I was so frustrated I just completely forgot to upload it here. -.-
Now let's do a little time travel. Please choose your time machine of desire and follow me back all the way to 1996.
Uh 1996... This is where I am just -1 years old. °^°
And what's even better is the fact that our favorite anime has birthday that year! To be exact it's on the 08 of January 1996. This is the day where “名探偵コナン(Detective Conan)“ aired it's first episode on Japanese TV.
With such a premiere you definitely need to have something cool from the show that you can buy, right? °^°
Well, if you're thinking of merchandise you're absolutely lost. •_•
In 1996 anime merch like we know it today just wasn't a thing. I just didn't exist. 0A0
What existed though we're kids toys, cause young kids were back in 1996 and still are in 2021 the main audience of Detective Conan.
I actually don't have that much kids toys in my merchandise repertoire but I could find those two guys here. (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ˶)
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So this is "sleep with me" Conan. A cutsie Conan in a pyjama that you can cuddle while sleeping.
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This one had originally two different versions. The normal Conan and the "sleep with me" Conan.
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This is also the only one that still had it's original tag. OwO
And now on to big boy Conan. °^°
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As you can see big boy Conan is pretty tall compared to pyjama Conan. But the best part is, he can be posed. This is possible because of a metal skeleton inside.
Usually art dolls or "adult dolls" do come with a metal skeleton, for kids dolls this is a little uncommon. °A°
Since both dolls have "same face syndrome" you can clearly tell they were produced in the same period of time.
I also did a reverse image search with these dolls, but I only could finde auctions of people that have sold these in the past. Fun fact, you can count these auctions on one hand. Jep it's really just a hand full. °o°
General Information I found absolutely non. The only information I have is that both dolls were produced originally in 1996.
Well, it's a mystery! 👻
I really love old DCMK toys, so don't be surprised if I will show you more one day.
~ (๑•᎑<๑)ー☆ ~
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gettatranslations · 5 months
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My booth was a Gaokki store!! (23.11.05)
Good evening🌝
I'm Yumigeta Ako🛑
Thank you very much for your comments yesterday!
Thank you very much for your positive responses to my photo with Oda-san〜!
Like、isn't it amazing how close we're standing!
During our Cheki event today、this pose was popular😂
But I was mostly in the role of Oda-san🤣🤣🤣
How funny〜💕
And And!
Yesterday、lots of you left comments saying you saw us Nagoya!、so really thank you very much♪
I read them during my breaks at today's individual eventー!
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Oh and、the 「Tsukete Miso Kakete Miso」、
I'm going to have it with my dinner today〜‼️
I'll use it on my grilled konnyaku♡
I'm so excitedー!!!!!
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Also today we had individual eventsー!!!
Yumigeta's booth today was…?
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A Gaokki store‼️‼️‼️
(〜With my employee ID as proof〜)
When I went to the Gaokki Café the other day、I got lots of Yumigeta Ako's Gaokki goods!
They're all so cute、so I bought them with me‼️
Having a red booth got me really hyped up〜!!!!!Gaokki LOVE❤️
Also today's letter from Yumigeta📝
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My handwriting is so messy、I'm sorry〜💦
It's because I rushed it…
Next time I'll make sure I have enough time to write it neatly👍
Thank you very much!
Haa〜 I had so much fun〜 You all looked to be having fun too〜😂
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I'm looking forward to being able to talk to you all again in December!
Eh〜 What will we talk about?What kind of photos will we take?
I'm so excited(ง ˙˘˙ )ว
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Well then it's time for today's 【Gettaa Life】✨
Today
I Getted 「A Fighting Spirit」✨
I've announced it first、a new style❤️‍🔥
I bet you're thinking 「I wonder what she's going to talk about」、
So I'll start talking now…
Wasn't it super cold this morning〜?!?!?!
I was so cold、my hands were shaking…
So I decided to buy a meat bun… and popped into a convenience store on my way to the individual event‼️
But、the convenience store was still preparing the meat buns。
So I gave up on that idea、and bought some warm tea to heat my hands instead!
A cold morning… A plastic bottle… Shaking hands🫴
Opening the cap really really hurt my hands‼️
No matter how many times I tried I couldn't open it、so I grabbed a tissue thinking it would increase the friction and it opened easily
But I was kinda mad。
I lost to a tissue。
But I forgot that as soon as our individual events started!
But at the end‼️
After our Sign Event had ended!
I wanted to drink some tea、so I grabbed a plastic bottle of tea!
But、I had to open the cap to drink it!
… My hands were tired because I'd just been writing lots of signatures🫴
I tried and tried but it just wouldn't budge
So I was like 「This is impossible‼️」
Which is when I remembered the morning's events…
I was determined to have a different outcome this time‼️
So I gave it my all with a 「Fuu」、and strangely it opened‼️‼️
Isn't that amazing?!?!?Isn't it amazing?!?!?!
Humans really are full of hidden potential。Haaー I didn't give up and I gave it my all‼️
That's the story💕🤣
It's kinda a weird story to get so passionate about but I really felt deeply about this experience‼️
Everyone have you ever felt your hidden potential???
Please be sure to let me know in the comments❣️
That's all!This has been 【Gettaa Life】!
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My fringe was all messy today because of the humidity…
Even though I set it with hairspray
So from my 7th.8th talk event sessions I put my hair back!
Like in the photo!
But、people complimented me saying it suits me which made me super happy💕
Thank you very much♪
I'll definitely have a perfect fringe next time‼️‼️
I'll do my best‼️
Well then I'll see you tomorrow!
This has been YumiGettaa Ako!Good night🐦🐦🐦
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sea-side-scribbles · 2 years
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Behind The Mask
link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34851811/chapters/87076192
Chapter 2
Nick woke up after a better night. At least he didn't feel awful anymore. Lolling around in his bed, he noticed that his limbs obeyed him again and his head was somewhat clear. A blissful moan escaped his throat and he smiled to himself for a while. He regretted that he had to leave his bed, because being kind of awake didn't mean that he liked getting up. It was rather the best state to relax on a comfy mattress. But he didn't have to do this all alone, he thought. The hotel was full of fans, perhaps he should take a look around... More motivated, he put himself onto his feet. Suddenly, his eyes fell on a pile of clothes that wasn't familiar to him. It reminded him of something though. There was a note on the pile:
“Nick, love, I got you all the stuff you wanted, although I can't see how this is helping you with the tape. What are you up to? Virgil”
Looking back at the clothes, yesterday's memories came back and Nick's face lit up. Virgil truly was an angel! This was his chance, his salvation! Morrie wouldn't be able to resist him, because he'd be charming and good looking and romantic and because he had a heart of gold!
Nick grabbed the clothes and ran into the bathroom. Seeing himself in the mirror for the first time without a mask, he shocked himself. He looked deathly pale, his eyes were decorated with dark rings and his lips were blue. No wonder Morrie didn't like him. He couldn't meet the graceful musician like this again.
After deep cleaning his face, Nick realized that it wasn't enough, so he took off all his clothes and climbed into the shower. That felt good! The warm water massaged his oh so uptight neck. Delighted, he began to sing one of his new songs and didn't leave the shower until it was finished. Also, he bowed in front of an imagined crowd before he proudly climbed out of the shower. But after rubbing himself dry, he had to admit that his looks were still unacceptable. In panic, he searched all the drawers in the room for his emergency storage. When he had dropped multiple bottles on the floor, he finally hit pay dirt: A tube of make-up, especially meant for photo sessions did come in handy now. He applied it liberally under his eyes and viewed the outcome with pleasure. Much better!
Then he dug out a brand new, plain white mask out of Virgil's acquisitions. It had no beard, what was a sacrifice Nick agreed to make. He did it for his love after all. When he had applied it to his face, he went on with his hair. With a comb he narrowly entangled the knot his real hair had formed and stopped when he thought it was enough. All it needed to do was not to stand out under a wig. Next Nick picked up the new wig and put it on. It was blonde and a bit longer than the usual hair length most Wellies sported. He just couldn't resist being special. Also, he knew what Morrie liked. Eventually, he adjusted a few strands and shook his head to test if the wig was firmly fixed. Finally content, he gave himself an approving wink in the mirror. Blonde was his colour, he found. What did not go well with someone like him?
The easiest part were the clothes. After putting them on, he threw himself into multiple poses to get used to his new look. It wouldn't become his favourite style for sure, but he thought that green also suited him well. With his style finished, he examined the shoulder bag. Just as he had ordered, it contained a notepad, a small tape recorder with an empty tape and a camera.
Transformed like that and happy about it, he strutted out of the bathroom. He almost walked outside just like that but then remembered something he forgot. Strutting to his bar, he dug his hand into a bowl of Strawberry Joy that he most of the time paid no attention to. Today he thought it would suffice. Opening the door, Nick carefully eyed the corridor. It was empty, so he scurried outside and walked to the lift in high spirits. He was even friendly to the room boy and enjoyed being stared at, because he found he simply looked smashing and he even felt great. Morrie simply had to fall for him. “Sir?”, the boy ripped him out of this thoughts again. Nick only chuckled, tipped the puzzled boy and hopped outside.
He was on the way to the reserved table but then stopped, figuring he should get closer to the stage. Nick chose a different table then and enjoyed just receiving the menu without a fuss. Reading it, he became hungry again. While waiting for Morrie he could just as well have a meal, and that's what he decided for. It felt good to finally finish a plate and be satisfied. Relaxed, he leaned back, swaying a glass of red wine in his hand. It was a good life. Nick's eyes lit up when Morrie Memento, the musical genius, finally entered the stage. Nick followed him with his eyes, already under his charm. He hadn't been so close to him for years. Fate must've felt pity for him, giving him a chance to be with him again. How did he even bear to live without Morrie for so long? The sound of the off-tune piano dampened this moment a bit. Also Morrie seemed to need help. What had happened to his pride? Nick placed down his glass, put the money on the table and got up. Morrie was too focused to notice him since he was absorbed in a melody, even though it didn't sound too nice in this tuning.
“Excuse me, Sir, are you Morrie Memento?”, Nick asked with his softest voice. Morrie stopped his play and turned around to the stranger. “Yes, that's me”, he said, sounding a little confused and also aloof. His eyes wandered up and down Nick, who found all of this enchanting. Morrie had always been uncomfortable talking to other people and had struggled to contain his cool facade. “Oh, I'm so happy I finally meet you! I've been looking forward to this you for years! You're not easy to find since...” Hearing about his past made Morrie tense up. “Yeah, since the great Lightbearer kicked me out of his band”, he added dryly. “What is it, boy, you want an autograph?” “I was hoping for more than that...”, Nick answered, seemingly stunned and clinging to his bag. Not all of it was acting. “I'm a reporter. I'm working for the Music Maker and I want to write about your story.” Morrie played a few notes, pondering. Nick was sure that mentioning the most famous music magazine in town didn't leave him cold.
“What kind of a story do you have in mind?” “Well, I want to tell the truth! You are the true mastermind of the Make Believes and an unrecognized genius in general! You shouldn't hide here in a little bar, you should play in the biggest concert halls and be heard by everyone!” Nick gave him an excited smile. “What you've been playing...was that a new opus of yours? I'd love to present your new works as well!” Morrie stared at him, still puzzled, but Nick saw in his expression that he got him. “Well...uh...it's about time someone noticed...” Morrie's voice still sounded doubtful. He was so sceptical, his Morrie! And so smart! “You know, your way of combining jazz and rock is original! You've been the irreplaceable part of the band, the icon! But of course I don't want to restrict the story to that. You're educated in classical music, that's obvious. Unlike this sparsely self-taught Nick Lightbearer... You deserve to be heard! Let me help you, Mr. Memento. ” Nick watched how Morrie's doubts melted. He also got a bonus from mentioning Morrie's different musical talents.
“This is truly the first time I hear more than ignorant gibberish from a journalist...”, he said, turning his gaze back to the keys. “Where's the catch?” “No catch, Mr. Memento! Except I...I'm a bit of a fan...but I promise I won't go on your nerves. I really just want to set things right.” “And what do you get out of it? Just the joy of helping your idol?” Despite his words, Morrie's tone became milder. “Well...uhm...apart from talking to you and getting to know you, I'll earn a reputation...But that's really not the main point.” Morrie furrowed his brows and pondered some more.
When he spoke again his voice was quieter. “See, I'd like to play a piece for you, but...” He pressed a few keys and the off-tune sound told it's own tale. He looked back at Nick with an apologetic expression. “Can't you get this tuned from the staff? You need it after all.” Nick remembered his promise and felt ashamed. He was glad he could make it up to Morrie now. “I'm the only one who could tune it, but I don't have my tools”, Morrie said in annoyance. “Can I help you?”, Nick offered innocently. Morrie eyed him. “Perhaps...” He sighed in defeat. “As a reporter, you have a way of getting into other people's private rooms, right?” Nick gave him a shy smile. “Depends on what you mean...” “A go-go-dancer, Dottie, stole my tuner. She lives in the Shangri-La suite, together with the other dancers. Perhaps you can find a way in.” “Sure”, Nick quickly answered. “Wait for me, I'll be back in no time.” Leaving a confused Morrie behind, he made his way to the suite. He created a little plan in his head, certain that he didn't need to worry.
A girl with short black hair answered the door. “Hello”, Nick said with a little wave of his hand. “Are you Dottie for a chance?” He gave her his most charming smile. “Yeah, I am...Why do you ask? I don't think I met you before.” She eyed him curiously. “Well...I've seen you on stage a few days ago and your style...it's so fresh, so vivid, enchanting, even...I'm writing about character dance for the So Mod magazine and I'd love to include you in my story. Would you mind?” “Oh...not at all...” She giggled with excitement. “Come in, sweetie.” While Nick walked inside, Dottie shouted into the room: “Dodo, we have a visitor! It's a reporter! He's writing a story about me, isn't that amazing?” Another girl appeared who looked exactly like Dottie. “He could just as well mean me,” she deadpanned. “No, he asked for me alone, believe it or not!” Dottie gave Nick a loving look. The other girl approached Nick. She was calm and cool when she said: “This is Dottie, my sister, and I'm Dodo, the smart one.” “It doesn't matter, who you are! He's talking to me!” “He's talking to no one yet”, Dodo said sternly. “You know the rules.” “You only do that to my guests!”, Dottie complained. Nick listened to their quarrel in confusion and regretted that he didn't find the tuner yet. He would've loved to grab it and escape.
Finally, Dodo walked closer. “Before you're allowed to talk to us, you have to prove you're worth it.” Nick didn't like that. “And how do I prove it?” “Huh...let's see...” She eyed him with her piercing gaze. “You look guilty, boy. Are you guilty?” “Uh...not that I know.” “You have a naughty streak, right?”, she insisted, putting her hands on her hips. “I can be naughty if you want me to”, Nick said before he could stop himself. “Huh, I knew it! You're a naughty boy! You need to be tamed!” Suddenly, as if that was a keyword, the room filled with more dancers. “Dance for us!”, Dodo shouted. The other girls began to shout too. One of them scuttered to a record player and let it play a jaunty tune. Dottie clapped her hands, either to encourage him or accompany the music, Nick didn't know. But he knew he didn't have much of a choice.
Noticing the pole in the middle of the room that the dancers pointed at, he realized what they wanted. Without showing his unease, he strutted towards it. It had been a while since he had trained his dancing skills and he hoped it would still make for a good show. The girls cheered or gloated when he put a hand on the cold pole and circled it to get used to the feeling. Slowly, he began to remember his old Reform Club days. Nick pressed his back against the cold metal, slowly sliding down and getting up again, taking in the vibes of the music. He knew it made him look like a cat in heat. Motivated by the positive reaction of the dancers, he jumped up and twined a leg around the metal. The momentum made him rotate with one hand on the pole and one leg stretched out. He quickly noticed how physically demanding that was. He definitely hadn't practised this for too long.
When he stood on both feet again, he went for something easier, just trying out a few dance moves and winking to the cheering dancers. With a pirouette he made his way from one side of the pole to the other and directed a finger gun at the girls. “Do you like that, my ladies?” Then he stroked the pole with his hands in the most lascivious way possible. He observed with satisfaction that his moves were still fairly fluid. With the back to the pole and with an elegant movement he opened his tie and threw it at the dancers who caught it laughing and clapping.
Spurred like that, he wrapped both legs around the pole and climbed it. He hadn't really thought this out when he already let his hands go and his back hit the pole. Like that, he hung upside down, receiving his applause. His grin became a bit strained while he wondered how to get out of this position in a good looking way. In default of a better solution, he grabbed the pole again with both hands and let his already hurting legs go. The collision with the ground looked quite ungainly since he landed on his knees and his shin began to hurt again. Moaning quietly, he checked his hair. Did the wig still sit in place? Alright...
Nick got up. Suddenly, he felt very warm, so he got rid of his green sweater, swinging it above his head a few times and throwing it into the happy crowd. Free like this, he continued with easier moves again. Soon, he got rid of his shirt as well. Rubbing his naked skin on the cold metal aroused him. The cheering and screaming of the girls in his ears it almost made him forget that he wasn't supposed to be Nick Lightbearer right now. The music stopped way too soon for his taste, but the dancers applauded anyway. He bowed to them with a smug grin on his face.
Dodo, despite her cold and dismissive attitude, admitted: “That was one of the most ambitious performances we've seen so far.” “Do you grant me a wish now?”, Nick asked, still pleased with himself. She scratched her chin. “Huh. Let's see..What do you really want?” “Uh...I'd like to get the piano tuner Dottie stole.” “Really? Don't tell me Morrie Memento sent you!” She looked amused. “Uh, well...he really needs it back.” “What a shame. I should punish you for lying, but I'm afraid I already did that and unlike him I'm playing fair.” Another girl shortly disappeared into a side room and came back with the wanted tool. “But if Morrie won't stop his antics I'll come up with something else, can you tell him that, sweetie?” “Sure. He doesn't mean no harm, he's just a bit...in-your-face...He actually thinks you're highly gifted...Of course he'd never admit that...”, Nick tried to improve Morrie's reputation, but the girls only giggled. “Relax, little one. He won this time.”
Nick collected his clothes from the floor and put them on again. Dottie still had his tie and curled it around her forefinger, looking at him. “I'd like to keep that, if you don't mind.” Nick cast a regretful glance at the tie, but it was a minor loss. He answered with another wink and then finally escaped.
The things we do for love, he thought shaking his head. Someone less skilled as him would've been lost in there.
He hurried to get back to Morrie, because getting the tuner had taken him much longer than expected. The sad off-tune noises of the white piano silenced when Morrie saw him approaching. The pianist was visibly stunned. “You have it?” “Yep. Still in time, I hope.” “Yeah...it's alright...” Morrie looked at the tuner, then at him. “What did they do to you?” Nick put a hand on his empty collar. “Uh...that's nothing...Just a little collateral damage”, he said with a soothing smile. Morrie lifted an eyebrow, as if he'd see through him. Nick remembered that it had been impossible to keep secrets like an affair from him and he began to feel a sense of guilt. But Morrie's doubtful expression vanished and he turned to the instrument again. “Well, I guess I'll be busy with this for a while”, he said apologetically. “I'm afraid it won't be very interesting.” “Aww, why not? I'd love to see the musical genius at work”, Nick replied. Every second with Morrie vastly improved his mood. Morrie gave him another wary look. Nick feared he'd refuse, but the pianist suddenly gave him a shy smile. “You better get yourself a chair then.”
Nick grabbed the closest chair and sat down next to Morrie, beaming with joy. Being so close to his former lover after so many years of misery overwhelmed him. As Nick Lightbearer, he was certain Morrie would've put him off. Even a formal conversation wouldn't be possible. Their new closeness made long-lost feelings bubble up inside him. His gaze wandered along Morrie's slender figure, right to his delicate fingertips. Aroused again, Nick sucked in the air and caught Morrie's attention like that. To soothe him, Nick gave him a warm smile and watched with glee how it flustered the shy pianist. Oh, he needed Nick! Who else would bring him out of his shell from time to time?
“You didn't tell me your name yet”, Morrie stated after a while. “Right. Sorry. My name is Nigel Brooks. But you can call me Nigel.” Morrie didn't look up from the piano while he thought something to himself. “Alright, Nigel.” The pianist struck a key and Nick fell silent. He had to, in order to not disturb Morrie's tuning, and he also didn't mind. Simply sitting next to him and being accepted was the most beautiful thing that had happened to him for years. Complete success. A triumph. He found he deserved applause for that, too.
Smiling to himself, he massaged his stomach that tickled pleasantly. But suddenly he felt sick. No! No, not now! Nick jumped up and ran away to prevent the worst from happening. In the public bathroom, he ripped off his mask before he relieved himself. Dammit! Goddammit! With a pounding heart Nick cleaned his mouth, put the mask back on and adjusted his hair to go back to a once again confused Morrie.
“I'm so sorry, Mr. Memento”, he said catching his breath. His stomach still hurt. “I must've eaten something...” Morrie eyed him from head to toe. “So they really hurt you.” “No, no...I'm just...a little bit sick, that's all...I'm sorry...” Morrie's expression turned resentful. “Probably stressed out”, he concluded. “You better have a cup of tea.” “I'm okay. I feel much better again.” “Don't be silly. You're still white as a sheet”, Morrie countered. That startled Nick. Did he need more make-up? “You'll throw up onto my keys...”, Morrie went on. Now Nick felt much sicker. Did he ruin this already? “I won't, I swear...!” “The tea is on me.” Morrie looked at Nick. “You...you don't have to...” “Yes, I do. After all it was me who sent you to these hellcats...” Nick must've still looked baffled, because Morrie added with a softer voice: “It's fine, Nigel. Just watch me from there.” He gestured towards a table and Nick relaxed. His stomach was full of butterflies again when he walked over to the table and ordered the tea his former lover had prescribed.
How caring he was! While Nick had been working on his self-destruction, Morrie had kept an eye on Nick's health. It had been the cause for fights sometimes. Now Nick knew what he had missed. He drank the tea, hoping it would help and listened to Morrie. When the pianist was done tuning, he began to play a song. Oh, how much he had missed that!
Morrie hadn't been the only creative mind in the band, it had rather been a competition between all of them. It just hadn't been the same without Morrie again. The ambitious pianist had challenged Nick the most. It had been tiring sometimes when they fought but it had felt very satisfying when they agreed. Nick caught himself humming the melody along. He'd loved to join Morrie on stage. After a fulminant finale Nick applauded for him. He even made some of the snobs in the room applaud with him. Morrie looked up in surprise and for the first time this evening he smiled happily.
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