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Multifandom Masterlists

I've decided to divide up my stories into their fandoms and add separate masterlists. Hopefully this will make it easier to find said stories.

I'll attach the links below.

Enjoy!!!!

9-1-1.

Across the Spiderverse.

A Discovery of Witches.

Avengers.

Big Hiro 6.

Bones.

Bright.

Criminal Minds.

Daredevil.

Flash (CW).

Green Lantern Movie.

Grimm.

Law and Order (SVU).

Lucifer.

Person of Interest.

Smallville.

Supernatural

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2014/2016).

The Mentalist.

Transformers.

Venom.

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Hashirama Senju (Naruto) - Oneshot

You’ve known Hashirama all your life. 

You grew up with him, so you knew how much of an imbecile he was. He was just a few years older, so it was no surprise that you looked up to him. Between all the friendships, chaos, wars, you never really knew how certain things would end. Given what an idiot is, there was cause for worry.

Yes, he might have been a complete clown, but more than anything you knew, Hashirama was one of the most dependable and strongest men that you’ve ever known.

“Senju-sama.”

You walked into the office of the Hokage and he lifted his head with a smile.

“(Y/N)-san, I told you, there’s no need to address me so formally. We’re friends.”

“As you wish, Senju-sama.”

He just sighed in defeat, and you stepped over, handing over your report from your mission.

He took the documents, immediately looking it over.

“It seems you’ve done pretty well, no casualties?”

“None.”

He nods, eyes still scanning the documents.

“It’s hard to believe, it feels like just yesterday you were a rookie, and now you’re a Jonin. One of the best. If you’d tried to become hokage you probably would have beaten me.”

“Without a doubt.”

He sulked.

“How cruel (Y/N)-san.”

You were used to his neurotic behavior.

“You should stop holding onto the past.”

Your words made him look up. While your expressions tended to be quite stern, he understood in a sense why you said such a thing.

The war between the Uchiha Clan was messy. Despite the bad blood, Madara was still his friend. A friend he had to kill.

“I always wondered, but you’ve never forgiven me, have you (Y/N).”

You grew stiff, and you just diverted your gaze.

“There isn’t a need for forgiveness. He was an enemy, you were protecting the village. In war, people die. That’s life.”

With that you turned, and he watched as you disappeared in a cloud.

“No need for forgiveness huh.”

He wished he could believe it.

But the memories he held were different.

“M-Madara-san, train with me!!” You called.

“I-Idiot!! What are you doing here!!”

You were laughing, and Hashirama looked just as surprised. While he tended to come on his own to visit Madara, he was certain no one followed, especially you. They were all pretty much children, but you were younger, so the fact that you’d managed to follow without his knowledge was a bit impressive.

“I’m practically a Jonin, Hashirama didn’t even know I was here!!”

You were grinning and Madara turned to Hashirama with a glare.

“YOU IDIOT!!”

Hashirama flinched, dropping to his knees as he sulked.

“You’re right I’m an idiot.”

You just continued to laugh as you jumped on Hashirama’s back.

“Don’t worry, I still love you even if you’re an idiot.”

You were grinning and Madara merely smiled when Hashirama started laughing along with you.

Those days felt like centuries ago.

“No use dwelling on it.”

He couldn’t change what happened, he could only hope for a better future.

So he carried on.

Assigning missions, visits from Tobirama who never failed to tell him when he was doing or saying something stupid, and then trips you would make to be of assistance.

Weeks tend to become crazy, so he’s not surprised when you stop by one night with a bento which he took happily. You just frowned at the messy state of his office.

“Your office is horrible.”

He stopped mid bite to sulk and you just started clearing off the mess. It’s obvious that he’d been spending a few nights here. There was an array of cup noodles and other foods, along with some gambling items. You glared when you saw the first one and he froze.

“I-It’s not as bad as it seems.”

You looked him right in the eye as you threw away any of the tickets that haven't been used and he spent the next ten minutes crying about it.

“You need to stop acting like an idiot, you’re a grown man.” You grumbled.

He just rubbed the back of his head.

“According to Tobirama that is debatable.”

“I’m not surprised.”

Hashirama could only laugh.

Once you’d cleaned up everything, his desk was starting to actually look like one again.

“Look at that, I might just have to appoint you secretary.”

“To see your face all day, no thanks.”

Cue another sulk.

“You’re right, my face is deplorable.”

“He’ll never change.”

At this point you shouldn’t be surprised.

For a moment you just watch him. While he’s nothing short of a buffoon, you have to admit that you feel secure knowing the village is under his care. He’s always been steadfast in his work and you’ve always..always..

Your eyes move to your feet.

“Even now I can’t even admit it to myself.”

It’s a bit pathetic, this one sided pining.

“(Y/N).”

You look up, a bit startled that he’s standing right before you. You hadn’t even realized that he got out of his seat.

“Is everything alright?”

How do you answer such a question?

Physically you’re fine.

There’s no reason to worry him over something so trivial.

“I’m fine. You should be more worried about yourself. All that junk food can’t be good for you.”

You turn, heading for the door.

“You can’t run the village if you don’t look after your health. Try to be more conscious.”

Once again you’re retreating. Seems that’s the only thing you’re truly good at.

“Have you forgiven me?”

You stop in place.

“Why the hell does he keep bringing that up?”

It’s irritating.

“I know there must be some part of you that’s angry with me.”

“Stop spouting nonsense.”

How could he even think that?

You don’t want to have this conversation.

“I have to go.”

You go marching right out the door, and Hashirama’s eyes stay planted in that direction.

You always do that, run when you feel he’s getting too close. When anyone gets close. That night as you’re tucked into your bed, you can’t seem to fall asleep. Your eyes move to the window and when you feel that familiar stream of chakra you sigh.

“Are you going to keep hiding like a stalker?”

In a second, he is standing in your room. He just laughs.

“I thought it would be nice to check in, since you took care of me.”

A stupid excuse. You can see right through him.

“The Hokage shouldn’t be running errands for villagers.” You reason.

You straighten in your bed.

Now that he’s here, there’s no use avoiding the conversation. You feel like a hypocrite, lecturing him about holding onto the past when you’re the one who’s stuck there.

Your head lowers, and when he takes in the heavy look in your eyes, he moves over, taking a seat next to you on the bed.

“I wasn’t angry at you.”

He turns to you, ready to hear whatever you have to say.

“I knew how close you were, how close we both were. I know it must have killed you inside to be the one who had to stop him. But you did so, regardless. You did what you could to protect the village. After that, you were distant and I felt useless.”

Your eyes moved to your lap.

“I thought that if I could become stronger, then the next time we face such a battle, I would be the one to fight. I wanted to spare you pain because I..I..”

Your hands shake.

“I love you..Hashirama…”

You can’t look up, you’re a bit terrified to see what kind of reaction he has. When his palm closes over your own, you lift your head, and his smile is warm.

“I’m glad.”

Your cheeks flush and you look away.

“Y-You’re still an idiot..”

You mumble.

You expect his usual reaction, but he lets out a soft laugh that warms your heart.

“Then it’s a miracle. I am grateful to you.”

Your cheeks just darken. It’s annoying how happy his words make you.

“Aren’t you going to look at me?”

You shake your head childishly. He’s still smiling.

“I would prefer to see your face when I tell you that I love you (Y/N).”

Your eyes widen and you turn to him in shock.

His expression holds so much love. When he cups your cheeks, your eyes shake.

“I’m sorry that it’s taken me so long to tell you.”

Your brows knit, and you barely have a chance to say much before his lips are pressed to your own. Your body trembles slightly at the touch. There was a time you thought these feelings would go nowhere. You’d made yourself physically tough and tried your hardest to block everything else out. Even love. After losing a friend, you supposed you just didn’t want to feel pain like that again.

Love is painful, but also beautiful. You're grateful to Hashirama for reminding you. His touch, his kiss, it’s everything you’ve ever imagined. He tastes so sweet, you’re not even sure how that’s possible. One of your hands moves to his shoulder, gripping at the material there. 

You release a soft moan when his lips part for a second and he urges you to do the same. He pulls back, just an inch to look at you, and for a moment you do before he claims your lips again, deepening the kiss. You feel lost in the feel of it, your body feels a bit warm.

You lean into him, and you assume he’s about to do the same.

However, a hand lands and your breast and your face heats up. You pull back hurriedly, covering your chest.

“P-Pervert!! Where are you touching!!”

“Eh? I thought you said you loved me? Do you know how long I’ve wanted to hear those words?”

“Y-You shameless bastard!!”

He laughs, and when he presses you lightly against the bed, you’re stunned. You fall into your back, flustered. His hands are at your sides on the bed, and you feel a bit captured.

“I love you (Y/N).”

The confession has you red as a cheery, and he leans in, pressing another kiss to your lips. Your brows knit, and he smiles against your lips when he feels your return eagerly.

“How cute.”

He's grown used to your personality. You were a lot more honest when you were younger. Now you’re a lot more reserved, but he’s still very keen to your reactions, your desires, your heart.

This time his hand slides under your shirt, and you can’t fight back the moan. He pulls away to press kisses to your neck.

You grab at the material on his back as his hand begins to explore.

“H-Hashirama…”

He hums, lips brushing your ear.

“Would you like me to stop?”

There’s a teasing tone in his voice and you quiver when he nips at your ear.

“Tell me.”

He’s being so smug, you should sock him in the stomach, but you don’t have the nerve. You just pull him closer.

“N-No..”

He smiles, leaning in for another kiss as he removes his hand altogether. For a moment you’re lost in the kiss, and when he pulls back, your eyes flutter open and he’s just smiling. He’s pulled you both back into a seated position.

“Let’s stop here today (Y/N).”

For a moment you just stare at him, and then you gape, embarrassed.

He played you.

“B-BASTARD!!”

You punch him right in the jaw and he goes flying out the window.

He will forever be an idiot.

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Harry Wells Earth 2 (Flash) - Extra 1

Note: Apologies if I posted this already, I couldn't remember lol. Enjoy!

Learning that you have meta abilities, especially ones that are similar to Central City's greatest hero is a lot to swallow.

Barry was very grateful to you for restoring his speed back to its neutral state. You had to admit it felt nice to help the Flash.

Although you couldn't exactly tell anyone about your little superhero team up, knowing that you made such a difference was enough.

"I know it might be too much to just expect you to become a part of the team and start fighting bad guys, but if you want, I can show you how to control your speed. It really helps when you're running late."

Barry's invitation was sweet. You liked that he respected your decision to remain somewhat normal. Being a hero might have been his calling but it wasn't yours and you were fine with that.

So you started your little practices. Barry and his team allotted time between their hero adventures to help you master all the perks that came with being a speedster.

Harry carried out a lot of the calculations and kept recordings of your progress. When you weren't at your day job, you were in Star Labs running in the speed lab or completing other tasks to improve your abilities. The first time you'd launched a bolt of lightning you were a little hesitant, but Harry wasn't worried. The sizzling dummy before you had you gaping. Harry just jotted down a note with a small grin.

"You're improving fast. I guess it's expected. It's a lot easier when we already know the fundamentals of speedster capabilities."

You were still a bit awe struck. The entire situation was a bit hard to believe.

Harry noticed your still form, lowering his tablet.

"Is everything okay?"

You nod.

"Yeah I'm fine, it's just crazy. You guys deal with this everyday. I live in this town so I've seen a lot of the weird and unexplained, but to actually become a part of it is kind of strange."

You've come to appreciate all that Team Flash does. Everyday they lay their lives on the line for strangers. Using their gifts to stop the truly bad people.

"You all are so amazing. I know you must get this a lot, but thank you for all you do for the city. I'm sure everyone in this town feels the same way. Thank you for showing me how to make a difference, even when I didn't think I could."

Even when you doubted yourself, Harry believed.

"It was nothing. All I saw was your potential. " He adjusted his glasses, directing his gaze back to his tablet.

"I need to get these readings to Cisco so we can keep track of your speed pattern." You smile, moving to his side. He raises a brow.

"Mind if I tag along, I never really stick around for all the science stuff. I'd like to see how it all works."

Harry didn't object, so you grab your water bottle as you both head to the cortex. When you walk in Cisco is seated at the desk, munching on twizzlers. Not that you're surprised.

He catches sight of the both of you, straightening.

"Hey speedy, how was training?"

"Good I think."

Harry hands Cisco the tablet and Cisco basically shoots out of his seat.

"Are you kidding me! You managed to do the bolt of destruction!"

"We're not calling it that." Harry says blankly. You just giggle.

"Just one. It was a bit difficult."

Cisco places a hand on your shoulder.

"The fact that you can even do it with just two months of training is awesome. With this kind of progress you'll be mastering Flashtime in your sleep." Cisco is already rushing to log the notes into the computer. Cisco and Harry begin to bicker over the entries. If you're being honest you barely understand what some of the notes truly mean. The stats look a bit foreign to you.

Your eyes glance over in Harry's direction.

You've been trying to think of a way to thank him for all the assistance. You've known him for roughly two and a half months and you can tell his personality is a bit standoffish. He's blunt, short tempered and smiles are very rare. Yet, here he is on another earth protecting your city.

Maybe your need to please him isn't strictly due to your need to repay his kindness.

He is very good to look at.

"Next week we'll work on your phasing."

Harry's words pull you back and you nod in hopes that it appears as though you've been listening.

"I guess I'll see you all tomorrow then."

You squeeze your bottle, waving at them.

"Bye!"

You're gone in under five seconds and they both blink at the whiplash of wind.

The concept of phasing sounded so easy. It was actually something you were looking forward to. That's until you really understood what it fully meant.

Alas, you should have known better.

"H-Harry!"

He grabs your hand, and you're full on panicking because the lower half of your body is still phasing into the ground.

"I-I'm scared! H-How do I get it to stop!"

"Just breathe, you need to relax. I won't let you get hurt, just look at me."

You're still breathing heavily, and you direct your shaky gaze at him.

"Picture your body moving through the floor. I'm going to tug, and you'll need to do the rest."

"I-I don't think I can..."

He squeezes your hand.

"You can, I believe in you. Just trust yourself. You can do this."

You swallow and train all your focus on Harry. Taking a deep breath, you try to follow his instruction. Harry gives a tug, and your body begins to move from beneath the floor. You're slowly rising and he smiles. You stumble out and when your body is freed from the floor, you crash into his chest. He steadies you, looking you over. Your body is no longer phasing.

"You did it."

You nod, still gripping onto him. You're a bit scared that if you let go you'll sink into the floor again. It's a bit discouraging how hard this is to grasp. You have no doubt that Barry didn't struggle this much with his abilities. He seems so confident.

Fearless.

"I'm sorry that I'm so bad at this." You mutter.

"I don't expect you to master every skill all at once. You're learning. It's alright if you don't get it on the first try."

Given Harry's personality, you appreciate how patient he's been with you.

"Thanks for always putting up with me."

You finally get yourself to really let him go. Harry looks down and you can't find it in yourself to move back.

"You don't have to keep thanking me."

You really wish he hadn't said that statement so seductively, or maybe it's just your brain amplifying everything.

"I need to stop watching those hallmark movies."

It's definitely warping your reality. But then, where's the harm in asking.

"Then how exactly should I repay you.."

What possessed you to say that.

Harry himself looks surprised at the statement. You both are still very close. His hands are resting protectively on your shoulders. Given the previous situation, it makes sense. The gesture was for comfort, but now it's electing a completely different reaction.

"What if I asked for something outrageous, would you still be willing?"

You swallow, because you can't hallucinate this. It sounds like he's flirting with you.

You can't help but let your eyes stray to his lips, and he catches the action.

"Maybe I-"

"Hey (Y/N) I heard you were practicing your phasin-" Barry stumbles when he sees the lack of distance. You move back from Harry and Barry starts stammering.

"S-Sorry I didn't mean to interrupt."

Barry makes a quick escape and suddenly the air is a bit tense.

You push down the nerves that rise to the surface, turning to Harry in what you hope is confidence.

"Harry, would you like to go out sometime?"

You can tell he hadn't expected the bold move. But he doesn't seem opposed.

"Is this just payment for my help?"

You can tell that the inquiry means a lot to him.

"It isn't."

There's a bit of a twinkle in his eyes at the response and you wear a bashful smile.

"I'd love to." 

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Harry Wells Earth 2 (Flash) - Extra 2

When you suggested a date, running across the Atlantic ocean wasn’t what you had in mind, but you have to admit, it was fun.

You laughed, and Harry smiled over the com.

When you came skating into the speed lab, he stopped the timer on his tablet, logging the information as you continued to giggle in excitement.

“That was awesome!! I was actually running on water!!”

You were practically bouncing around.

“You’re getting faster, that’s no surprise. I delayed instructing you to run on a liquid because I was afraid it would be too much too quickly, but it seems like I was wrong. You’ve adapted well.”

He sounds proud and you smile.

“Thank you so much Harry!”

You run over, hugging him and he stumbles back before he regains his footing. When he does, his hands lower, and he returns the hug.

“I told you to stop thanking me.”

He lectures playfully.

You’re still wearing the biggest smile, and when you pull away, Harry seems to be mirroring that look. It slowly changes to one of interest when his eyes stray to your lips. Your lips part, and when he lifts his hand, it’s almost hesitant.

Like he’s unsure if he should really be doing this. When his palm touches your cheek, your eyes welcome him, as if desperate for more than such a simple touch. You see the way he swallows, eyes trying to assess the situation. In a way you understand, he is a scientist. It might just be a habit. He takes one more step, and now he’s completely in your space.

“I’m sorry for the untraditional date..” He mutters.

You shake your head.

“It’s okay..”

Your hand moves to his shoulder, and you lean unto your toes to reach his height and close any remaining distance. His eyes begin to close, and just as you’re both so close-

“HARRY WE NEED YOU!!”

The alarms sound right after those words are yelled down the hall and you both pull back a bit startled. His head moves to the hallway, and you nod as you grab his hand and you both speed into the cortex. The second you get there you release and he rushes to the computers. Cisco is there, cursing under his breath.

“Ramon!”

“It’s Barry! This meta has crazy fire powers and he just set a freaking hospital on fire. Barry’s rushing people out but this place has like a million floors. Frost is there too, I need you to hold down the fort.” He advises.

There’s no complaint there. Harry is already getting to work, scanning through the plans Cisco had pulled up of the hospital.

Your heart is racing, because you’ve seen and heard the incredible things that they have done, but you’ve never gotten involved. Barry was understanding when it came to your fear of all things hero. Yet, you can see the cameras of the building as well as hear the screams over the monitor.

There’s panic and chaos.

“I’m heading out.” Cisco opens a breach and you flinch.

“T-Take me with you!!”

It comes out before you can stop yourself and Harry turns to you in question.

“(Y/N)..”

You swallow.

“I-I’m scared..”

More like terrified.

“But these people, they..they need our help. Please, take me with you.”

Cisco exchanges a look with Harry who nods.

“Okay.”

Luckily you’d already been in your suit when you were running around with Harry, so there’s no need to change. You send a brief look to Harry before you both jump in there.

The moment you step out on the other side, Cisco is running to help.

“T-Tell me what to do.”

Cisco sends you a look, then looks at the many floors, smoke coming from a few of the windows above.

“Barry has already caught the guy and cuffed him. All we need you to do is check the floors from five to ten. Grab whoever you can and get out. Frost and Barry will take care of the rest.”

You nod, and you’re gone without another word. It’s a given that Barry and Frost are probably trying to put out the flames as best they could. It is a hospital, so not all the patients have the luxury of running out. You swallow the lump in your throat and zip through the floors. The first person you see, you sort of just grab their hand.

“I-I’m here to help.”

That’s all you say before you’re running again. Your feet return to the floor outside and when you drop the citizen, they look around in surprise, then back to you with gratitude.

“T-Thank you so much!!”

You’re hugged before you can say much, and you awkwardly pat the man’s back.

“O-Of course. You should probably go get checked out.”

He nods frantically, pulling back as he sends you another grateful smile before running off. With an impish smile, you run right back into the building, rushing through every floor and grabbing whoever you can.

Half an hour later, your criminal is apprehended, the hospital is no longer flaming and there appears to be no casualties. Barry meets everyone at the front, and you join them, looking around. Frost grins at you and Cisco pats you on the back.

“Good job rookie.”

You can’t help but smile. Barry moves to your side, checking you.

“Are you alright, did you get burned anywhere?”

You shake your head.

“I’m fine I think.”

Fine is an understatement, you feel great.

Barry looks relieved, and the sound of applause pulls your attention. The bystanders are all smiling and cheering, and Barry looks back at you, rubbing your shoulder.

“Good job (Y/N).”

You nod shyly.

“Happy to help.”

After that, you all retire to Star Labs. For the time being the hospital had been shut down for renovations. All of you had stuck around to help transport any patients that needed to be in a functioning facility that did not have the aftermath of smoke.

Cisco spent the better part of the evening boasting about his skills in the chaos and both Barry and Caitlin were laughing at his exaggerations. You’d drift into the speed lab to get a breather.

It was exhilarating, you have to admit. But more than that, you fully understand why they do it. Not just for the glory, but that look that people wear when you help, the gratitude, the look of hope, it was amazing.

“How was your first official rescue?”

Harry walks in, and you smile when he takes a seat next to you.

“Kind of scary, I can’t believe firefighters do that everyday and they aren’t even speedsters!”

Harry nods.

“It’s amazing how selfless people become when there’s a need to help. I suppose I don’t have to explain that to you. I saw it first hand today. You ran over there even though you were terrified. You did good today (Y/N). You helped save a lot of people.”

Getting praised from Harry feels a million times better than anyone else. You can admit that.

“I can’t take all the credit, I had a really good role model.”

He laughs softly.

“I suppose Barry does have that effect on people.”

“I wasn’t talking about Barry.”

He looks over, brows furrowed and you just wear a small smile.

“Harry, I’ve seen you on more than one occasion run into danger with Team Flash. You always made it look so easy. They’d asked for help and you’d just dive in. No powers, no special gifts, just you. It’s incredible. You’re incredible. Thank you for everything.”

If he hadn’t encouraged you that day, you wouldn’t be here, figuring out your powers, learning them, controlling them and now using them to help others. He deserves just as much praise and more.

When he reaches out and cups your cheek, you bite your lip.

“I thought I told you about thanking me.”

You’re about to protest, but he leans in, and you almost melt at the softness of his lips. Your hands end up grabbing at his sleeve, and he turns fully, pulling you closer.

Your lips are chasing him a bit hurriedly, and Harry welcomes it when you begin to straddle him. His hands gravitate to your hips, and you hum in satisfaction when you feel his fingertips slide under the material of your suit.

You groan, a bit annoyed that he’s unable to feel much because of the fabric, and you end up pulling back. Harry parts with a breath, and his sapphire hues look so beautiful.

You huff, sliding your mask off. Next is the top part of your suit. You reach for the zipper at the front, hurriedly pulling it down and practically throwing the material to the floor.

Harry looks a bit surprised, and he doesn’t get a word in, because you’re kissing him again. His eye brows shoot up, and he moans when you start to lower him to the floor, climbing on top and your body settles over him.

You fit so perfectly, he almost thinks he’s imagining it. He has to admit he’s glad you removed the top, because the tank top under offers him a better shot at feeling the skin that’s hidden beneath. His hand slides up your back and the sound you release is amazing.

Your kisses are invigorating, and he’s returning each one with the same level of heat. Your forehead nudges his glasses at one point and he groans, pulling back.

“What’s wrong..”

You sound breathless, and when he opens his eyes, he almost moans again at the look on our face.

“My..my glasses..” He forces out.

You just give him a smile, sliding them off carefully as you place them at the side. You cup his cheeks this time, leaving a kiss on his forehead, and his heart gives a soft flutter at the simple gesture. You pull back, practically beaming at him.

“Better?”

He nods.

“Much.”

That’s all he gets out before he’s pulling you back in for a kiss. His eagerness makes you smile into the kiss, and this time around you pin his hands to the ground. You can tell by the sound he lets out that he’s a bit surprised, definitely aroused. He hasn’t parted from the kiss, and you grind into him with the intention of feeling more.

“Hey guys we’re about to go to grab some Big Belly..”

Barry’s words trail off and you lift your head, now very aware of the multiple pairs of feet before you.

Both you and Harry look up, and your cheeks flush. Barry is gaping, Caitlin is blushing and Cisco just snaps a picture.

“RAMON!!”

Cisco laughs and you stammer.

“I-It’s not what it looks like!!” You defend.

“I don’t know, I’m pretty sure it is. Didn’t realize you were so submissive Harry~”

Cisco’s teasing makes you more embarrassed and you hurriedly climb off Harry, trying to fix your clothes. Harry stands, now holding his glasses, a glare on his face.

“W-We’ll just go, y-you guys can continue where you left off.”

Barry says now avoiding eye contact. Before you can say much more, he’s rushing off, Caitlin right behind him. Cisco sends the both of you kissy faces before he follows behind. You’re a bit horrified. At least things hadn’t escalated. You might have actually died if they caught you with your pants down.

“I-I should probably get going too.”

You try to make a quick escape, but Harry gently takes your hand and you turn, cheeks red.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“I-I w-well I-”

He pulls you in for a kiss, and your hands flatten against his chest when you begin to reciprocate.

He pulls back after a moment, and you’re dazed. Harry smirks, interlocking your fingers as he pulls you along.

You give absolutely no resistance. 

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Miguel O' Hara (Across the Spiderverse) - AU: Chapter 13

“He’s so scary, I swear he never smiles.”

“He probably doesn’t even know what a smile is.”

“That’s actually kind of sad.”

“Maybe that’s just his face.”

These are all statements you’ve heard about your boss.

Miguel O’Hara.

You have to admit, if you didn't know him well, you probably would have thought the same. But you’ve seen all the sides of him. Protective, supportive, clingy, confident. Miguel is more than just the face of a company, or some superior, and you have to admit you’re happy that you’re probably one of the few that know him so well.

The soft buzzing of your phone diverts your attention, and you smile.

“Can you meet me in my office, there’s some people I’d like you to meet.”

He’d told you about the meeting prior, so you’re prepared. Apparently these people were some of his closest friends. You’re a bit nervous, because you really do want them to like you. The minute you get to the door, you’re ready. You lift your hand to knock.

“Come on big guy, just gimme a smile, you can do it.”

There’s a female voice on the other side followed by a groan.

“One smile!” She insists.

“LYLA!!”

He sounds kind of agitated, and all you hear are giggles in response. You’re sort of wondering if you came at the wrong time. There’s a part of you that intends to maybe come back, but the door opens and you jump.

There’s three other people in the room aside from Miguel, all wearing curious looks.

“O-Oh! H-Hi.”

You give an awkward wave.

The woman with the red hair is the one holding the door open, and she grins, pulling you inside as she shuts the door.

“So you’re the one Miguel’s in love with, Hi I’m Lyla. You’re pretty cute, what’s your name, where do you live? Do you have any pets? Miguel’s like a big cat so I guess you do now.” She laughs and Miguel glares in her direction, standing as he walks around the desk.

“Ignore her (Y/N).”

He folds his arms.

“This is Lyla, Peter Parker and Jessica Drew.”

Each of them sends a smile, and Lyla is still at your side, almost inspecting you.

“It’s nice to meet all of you. I’m (Y/N).”

“Likewise, so tell us, how did you manage to tame the big guy? Yesterday I saw him smiling at his phone, it was creepy.” Peter comments. Miguel doesn’t look impressed and you just rub your arm shyly.

Apparently all of his friends like taking jabs at him. Jessica moves to you with a warm smile.

“All jokes aside, we appreciate you looking out for him. He told us what you did that night. You saved his life.”

Your eyes widen.

“Y-You guys know!”

Peter nods proudly and Lyla smiles.

“Sure do, I help with the suit. Miguel’s good at sewing, but his color coordinating skills need help.”

He growls and she just cowers behind you playfully.

It’s obvious they have a good relationship, and it makes you happy. They banter like siblings. Somehow knowing that he has this group looking out for him brings relief.

“Jessica and I grew up in the orphanage together, and I met Peter and Lyla in college. They all helped me start the company. They have different specializations and they manage different parts all across the country.”

Miguel informs.

You’re honestly impressed.

“I’m good with tech, Jessica’s specialty is mechanics and Peter’s pretty much a scientist. “

Lyla lists each skill.

“Wow..”

You’re in awe.

“You guys are like the ultimate superhero team.”

Lyla laughs, lifting her head proudly. Miguel just groans.

“Please don’t make her head any bigger.”

You smile, walking over to Miguel.

“I’m really happy you have such amazing friends. I feel like I can worry a little less now when you’re out fighting crime.”

His expression softens, and for a moment you both seem to forget that you have an audience. You’re just looking into each other’s eyes.

“Soooo, do you guys need a room or…” Peter trails off.

You flush, looking back at them.

“O-Oh no, s-sorry.”

That was a bit embarrassing.

“No need to apologize, it’s cute. I knew he had the hots for you the second he came back gushing about your cooking. He was like OH MY GOODNESS I COULD MARRY THIS WOMAN HER FOOD IS LIKE-”

Miguel covers Lyla’s mouth with the most venomous look and your cheeks are completely flushed. Lyla is waving her hands around and Peter laughs, moving over and parting both of them.

“We’ll take our leave. It was nice meeting you (Y/N), take care of the big guy.”

Jessica and Lyla give a little wave and the door closes behind them. Miguel looks annoyed, maybe a bit bashful.

“Sorry about her. She’s always been like that.” He says.

You just shake your head with a smile.

“It’s okay. I like this side of you. I’ve never really seen you all grumpy and glaring. It’s kind of hot.”

It’s true he’s often stoic, but until recently you didn’t really see his face.

He’s looking away.

“You really need to stop teasing me.”

You smirk.

“Who says I’m teasing? You’re hot, that’s just a fact.”

You’re actually impressed when his cheeks turn a bit red. He still won’t look at you.

This man is literally the cutest.

“Are you coming over again tonight?”

He nods, glancing at you.

“Can we cuddle again?” You ask.

You peer at him, moving closer, and this time he does look at you.

“You don’t mind?”

He asks.

“No, why would I?”

“I’m a bit bigger than most guys, I thought it might be uncomfortable.”

You shake your head, taking his hand.

“You’re perfect.”

His expression becomes warm, and he lifts a hand, cupping your cheek. You smile.

“We can cuddle whenever you want.”

You beam at him, leaning on your toes as you give him a peck. When you pull away, he licks his lips. Just from his expression you can tell that he wants more. He really is like a big cat. You giggle at the thought, pulling him down for another kiss. 

[animeloverskylarmoon]

Miguel O Hara (Across the Spider-Verse) - Extra 1: Genius.

From that point on, you both had an understanding. 

You carried out your assignments diligently and Miguel was never shy with the praise. You would unintentionally crack some new code or discover an upgrade for his systems that really helped in the long run.

You were consistent, driven and you always volunteered for the more tedious missions even when others were a bit skeptical. He found himself relaxing a bit more.

As hard as it was, in the event that anything ever happened to him, he felt secure knowing that you could step up to fill his shoes. It was probably the most calm he felt in years.

“The anomaly on earth 57 has been subdued. I’ve added in my report. Do you need anything else?”

You were just looking at him expectantly, and Miguel stopped for a moment. He’s been trying to work himself to getting closer to you. Learning more about you.

What were cases like that you handled?

How did they develop the program that you’ve so skillfully added into his set up?

Did you have someone waiting for you back home?

Maybe that was the most glaring one.

“I’m okay. I think we covered all the alerts for now. If there are any more readings you’ll be the first to know.”

A coward’s way out.

“I understand. I’m glad I could help.”

You didn’t say anymore, just turned, marching out of there ready for another task or mystery to solve. Miguel ran a hand through his hair.

“You have to actually talk to her if you want to make progress, boss.” Lyla’s teasing tone did not escape him.

“Don’t make me reprogram you.”

“You wouldn’t do that. You love me.”

“Don’t tempt me.”

She made a zipping motion across her lips.

~The Dining Hall~

“I’m telling you, he didn’t yell at me once yesterday.” Peter spoke.

You were in the cafeteria with Peter, Hobby Pavitr and Gwen.

“Maybe he’s on his period.” Hobbie commented.

Gwen and Pavitr bursted out in a fit of laughter and Peter tried to hold his in. You munched on your burger quietly as they went back and forth with possibilities at Miguel’s recent change in mood.

“What do you think (Y/N)?” Gwen asked.

Swallowing, you take a sip of your drink.

“What do I think about Miguel?”

“Yeah, don’t you think he’s a bit of a hardass.” Peter inquires

“I wouldn’t use those exact words. I believe he has a lot on his shoulders. He’s responsible for so many lives. In a sense, he holds himself accountable if anything were to occur. From my perspective he’s an amazing leader. He’s very focused on all his duties. He’s very understanding of my strengths and he doesn’t undermine my intelligence.”

The space went quiet as you continued.

“Although he has a short fuse, I believe it stems from his need to control every situation. He’s worried that if he lowers his guard, then he’ll risk the lives of others. He truly cares about the people under him, even if he doesn’t truly express it often. I hope one day I could be just as amazing as he is. Both physically and intellectually.”

They all just blink, and then a smirk stretches on Hobbie’s lips.

“Navy’s got a crush on the boss.”

“A crush?”

You ask with a tilt of your head.

“You like him. Like how a boy likes a girl.” Patvir says it wistfully, palm on his cheek and Gwen smacks his shoulder with a laugh.

You’re trying to figure out if they’re correct about the assumption. It’s true you do hold a great deal of respect for him.

How could you not?

“Don’t think about it too hard kid.” Peter states.

“You do realize that I’m only a few years younger than you Benjamin.”

“Oooooo! She called you Benjamin, you’re in trouble.” Gwen teases.

Peter persists to apologize and state that the mask is a bit deceiving. You merely smile as they go back and forth commenting how he’s the only one that looks like an old guy in his suit.

The rest of your break is just playful banter.

You spend the better part of the day running through all you can on crushes and how to determine if you have someone that falls into that bracket.

It’s often difficult for you to forget about them even when they aren’t in the room.

You appreciate some aspect of what they do and long to be close, or mirror their values.

It could stem from a deep respect or even admiration.

There’s so much information and you’re a little alarmed at how much it aligns with your views of Miguel.

That afternoon as you’re heading back to work with Miguel, you can’t seem to get it out of your head. The second you step inside, Miguel almost anticipates your arrival.

“I need your help to go through a few of these reports from the last assignment.

“Of course, but first, can I ask you something?”

“Si.”

His eyes are still on the computers, so you aren’t sure if he’s paying attention or not, but you still ask the question.

“Have you ever had a crush on someone?”

He stumbles at the statement, now looking at you.

“Qué..”

“I’ve never truly felt connected to anyone. Not until I joined this society. It’s understandable that I would feel comfortable here. We all share a unique set of skills that are similar in many ways. We’ve all been through different traumas. Yet, out of all the people that I’ve met, both in my universe and yours, the only person I’ve ever really felt connected to is you.”

Miguel is wondering if he’s suffered from a serious blow.

“Is it possible that I might have romantic feelings for you? If so, what am I supposed to do about them? Social norms dictate that we spend time together, find common interests, and plan activities. But all of these are things that I’ve already accomplished with you. How do I get closer? I want to get closer, I want to understand.”

Miguel is quite honestly out of his element. Your straightforward personality is maybe a little too much for him.

“I’m..”

He’s not sure what to say to that.

“Come on big guy, you can do better than that. You’ve been dying for this kind of progress for months.”

Lyla’s sudden appearance and statement are a bit of a shock to you.

“LYLA!”

She’s gone with a laugh just as quickly and his frown deepens.

“For months…You’ve held similar feelings as me for months..”

He hadn’t exactly intended to be outed. Miguel intends to explain, but now you won’t look at him, and you take a step back.

“Did you keep it to yourself because you knew how difficult it would be to have a relationship with someone like me?”

It’s apparent that you’ve completely misunderstood.

“You're wrong.”

You look up.

“I’m not any better than you in this field. What I do, leading this organization, makes sense to me. Relationships don’t.”

His eyes shift and suddenly you feel foolish for just jumping to conclusions.

“It’s easier to stay focused on work, that way no one gets hurt.”

“That’s very lonely. “

He knows. But he’s used to it.

“Would you at least consider giving it a try?”

You look so hopeful and he feels it tug at his heart.

“I-I’ll try to be more normal. I’ve gotten better at physical contact. If we take small steps in no time I’ll be-”

“No. Don’t change anything about yourself.”

Your gaze softens at his words. He takes a step forward. Not close enough to touch, just enough that you can see him, feel him.

“I do want to try, but you shouldn’t have to compromise for anyone. Whatever you’re comfortable with, that’s what we’ll do. I’m not in a rush. “

You can’t believe it. It’s almost like he was put on this earth just for you.

“Are you sure..”

“I’m positive.”

You’re almost tearing up, and he just reaches out a hand, brushing his finger against your cheek. You don’t pull away or flinch.

The contact brings warmth.

The kind you never knew you needed until now.

[animeloverskylarmoon]

Komamura Sajin (Bleach) : Extra

"Ukitake-taicho, I can take the paperwork to the fourth squad."

He smiled.

"Thank you (Y/N)."

Taking the stack, you stand at attention.

"I shall have them delivered immediately."

Jushiro chuckled, waving as you took off.

"Delivering papers to squad four, might get a snack after!" You were singing a very original song as you skipped from building to building.

The days seem so calm and you appreciate it. The ease. You're also grateful that Rangiku isn't up to her old shenanigans. Although considering how the last one turned out, you couldn't truly complain.

"Komamura-taicho.."

You blush just at the thought. Since that day it feels like you've gotten closer. It was nice to work on missions and not be awkward. He's always been insightful, so when he gives you small facts that he's learned from his time in the world of the living, you can't help but listen. Take in each word.

You've seen him fight, fuss over the protection of his subordinates. Be a great leader to his squad.

Back when he still wore the helmet, you were always curious. When he revealed his true face, you suppose you weren't sure what to expect. Somehow in your eyes he just got cuter.

It's been years since that day and once again his image has changed. He's somewhat human now. You feel like with each transition, there was a lesson. Possibly another reason why you admired him.

You smile to yourself at the thought.

"I really am hopeless."

It's obvious that you have it bad for him.

"(L/N)-san."

Standing ahead are Komamura, Hisagi and Kira.

"Ah Komamura-taicho, welcome back."

You bow, and he nods at you. Hisagi grins.

"Were you singing and daydreaming again." Your face flush.

"I-I wasn't!! Taicho sent me on an important mission for your information." You huff, hugging the papers. Kira laughs.

"He's just teasing. We just finished reporting to the head captain. Where are you headed?" Kira asks.

"Squad four!" You chirp.

"I've got to go there too. Here, I can give you a lift." Hisagi states. You squeal when he picks you up bridal style.

"Oii!! I can walk!!"

"Given your attention span I might be doing you a favor. Let's go."

"There's nothing wrong with my attention span!!"

He just took off, and Kira laughs along with the sounds of your defiant yells.

"They're pretty lively aren't they Komamura-taicho."

When he gets no response, he looks over at the captain. He doesn't expect the look Komamura wears. His eyes are still trained in the direction that you left.

Kira says nothing, just wears a knowing smile.

~

"Y-You don't have to keep treating me like a kid you know!"

Hisagi had finally placed you on your feet and now you're both in Unohana's office. The second you see her you give a greeting, turning over the documents. She accepts it graciously. It's always nice to stop by and check in on Hanataro. You suppose now you also have to babysit Hisagi. You've just noticed the wound on his arm. You sigh, lecturing him as Hanataro walks over, laughing at your antics.

On your way back to your squad, you take notice of a group of the newer reapers that have just graduated from the academy. You're not surprised that they are circled around one very tall captain. A smile immediately stretches on your face as you join the little group.

"Is it true that you used to be a fox!!"

"Is your bankai really enormous!!"

"How many scars do you have?"

The questions are coming in from the left and the right and you giggle in the background. He tries to answer each question the best he can.

One particular question is not what you expect.

"Were you scared during the war on the soul society?"

You're completely tuned in now.

"I suppose so. We lost an extraordinary man in that war. At that point I knew I needed to get stronger. Obtain more power. This form was an advance in my power. In a lot of ways I should not have survived after the battle either."

Those words make you pause.

You can see the expressions of the other reapers, but the statement leaves an uncomfortable feeling in your stomach. Despite it, you force a smile on your face as they continue to converse.

As you're heading back, you're a bit lost in your thoughts.

Komamura glances over once he's noticed your silence.

"Is everything alright?"

You don't respond, you're still dazed. You haven't even realized that he's stopped, turning in your direction. It's only when you see his figure cast a shadow that you halt.

You look up and now he's certain that something is troubling.

"You seem distracted."

"Ah, n-no I'm fine. Like Hisagi said, I've got a short attention span." You try to laugh it off, but he places his hand on your shoulder. A gesture of support and comfort.

"If you're troubled, please lean on me."

Your eyes shake at the words. Biting down on your bottom lip, you do your best to avoid getting emotional. It's just like him to do this. Show you such kindness and concern.

"When you were talking about your experience during the battle I..I didn't like it. The thought of you not being here it's..painful."

You feel like a fool. That war was almost a decade ago. The soul society is safe. He's safe. But just the mention is like a reality check. It's apparent that he could have left without ever knowing about your feelings. You could have lost a great opportunity, a great person because you were a coward.

He takes in how crestfallen you look and it's then he realizes just how long that you've held these feelings.

How oblivious he's been.

"I'm sorry I didn't notice your feelings sooner."

You shake your head.

"I-It's okay."

You wave your hands around wildly as you laugh. You weren't exactly being too obvious about it. You've always been good at keeping your distance. If not for the incident, he probably would have never discovered it.

Komamura takes a step, and when his hand lands on your cheek, all actions stop. You stand there, staring in shock.

"I would like it if I were able to stand at your side (Y/N)-san."

For a moment you think it's a dream. An amazing dream.

But the heat from his palm, the soft expression displayed in his eyes. Surely it must be real.

"I hope I'm not too late with my reply. "

"NO!!"

You practically scream. Komamura smiles at your eagerness and you blush.

"Y-You're not too late." You assure.

"That's great."

Closing your eyes, you lean into his touch.

At this very moment, you can't be happier. 

[animeloverskylarmoon]

Ukitake Jushiro- Oneshot: (Rivals) - Extra 1.

Your relationship with Jushiro is going well.

Like most situations between lovers, you expect at some point there will be an increased amount of intimacy, however, it’s come to your attention that Jushiro is quite honestly the most oblivious male in the world.

You were certain when you showed up at his quarters and asked to sleep with him, he would get the hint.

But now you're in his bed, just sleeping.

“Are you kidding me!!”

The both of you have been together over a month, and he still hasn’t initiated a kiss. It’s not like he isn’t affectionate. He holds your hand every chance he gets, and a few times he’d hug you when you got back from a mission well done.

He is caring, kind and attentive, so you thought for sure he would have jumped you by now, but nothing had happened.

It’s a bit discouraging.

That’s why you went to a trusted source for advice.

“M-Matsumoto-san please help me! Teach me your ways of seduction!”

She grinned.

“You’ve come to the right place. All you have to do is be clever, men like it when you make small little hints. The next time you’re both together, casually let your robes fall. One look at your exposed skin and he’ll be putty in your hand.”

Given your failed attempts, you thought that would absolutely not work for Jushiro, but Mastsumoto assured you it was a full proof plan.

So the following night, you’re on a mission. The second he comes from the shower he sends you a smile. That’s until he takes in your state. Your knees are parted and your robes are slightly opened, revealing the right amount of cleavage and skin.

His eyes grow a bit wide, and when he joins you on the futon, you think for sure you’ve got him.

“You need to be careful, you may catch a cold revealing so much (L/N)-san.”

He pulled your robes together and helped you under the covers without so much as a glimpse at your bust.

That night, you were so sexually frustrated you almost burst into flames.

Back to Matsumoto.

“No need to be discouraged, he’s just a stronger opponent than we realized. This is easily fixed, you should suggest a bath together. No man can resist that!”

So you saw no harm in trying.

You’d indeed convinced him to have a bath, and he was happy to. You’d jumped in first with hopes that it would help with the nerves. Jushiro had slipped in right behind you, and you were positive that he would ravish you right there and then, but the second you turned around, he’d passed out.

“I-It was barely three seconds!!”

Another failed attempt.

Matusomoto sweat dropped when you came to her looking like a zombie.

“I’m going to tie him down and have my way with him, it’s the only way.”

“I-I’m pretty sure that’s assault (L/N)-san.”

By the end of it, you decided that there was only one solution.

You just needed to tell him straight on what you wanted.

So the next night, you’re prepared.

He’s getting things ready to go to bed and your silence must have drawn his attention.

“Hmm? Is there something wrong?”

There is no other way to get your feelings across, you’ll need to be very direct.

Placing your hand on his shoulders, he blinks, letting out a soft gasp when his back hits the futon. You're now hovering over him, both your hands at the sides of his body as you glare down at him weakly.

“(L/N)-san…”

It’s frustrating.

“I-I’ve been giving you hints all month but you don’t seem to get any of it. I-I’m a woman you know!”

You sound annoyed, and suddenly your behavior makes sense.

His expression softened when it dawned on him. When he lifted his hand and cupped your cheek, your heart jumped.

“I apologize, it seems I might be bad at this. I should have been more observant. I had no idea.”

You’re about to scold him further for being so oblivious, but he pulls you in, and your eyes widen when he holds you gently by the waist as he kisses you. Your heart has kicked into overdrive, and when he deepened the kiss, your grip at his robes as you let out a soft moan.

It feels amazing to be held like this. You don’t truly process his hand moving lower until you feel it on your butt. Your lips part, and you flush at the bold move. He’s just wearing a smug smile.

“U-Ukitake-taicho…”

“I was under the impression that you wanted me to treat you like a woman, (L/N)-san.”

You’re the one that made the statement, but now you’re a bit embarrassed. He’s beneath you, yet it feels like he has all the control.

“You should be more careful, clueless or not, I am still a man (L/N)-san.”

That just makes you blush harder, and you mean to say something, but your lips are once again claimed in a kiss and any previous thoughts have vanished. He’s kissing you so passionately. You might just combust.

Clearly you might have to prepare yourself before you make any more attacks. 

[animeloverskylarmoon]

Byakuya Kuchiki (Bleach) - Noble Series 1: Our Love - Chapter 17

Renji had excused himself, or maybe it was more the look that Byakuya sent him. 

You could see his reluctance to just leave, but he did without another word. Now you were standing in front of the door of your quarters, still with that fake smile on your face.

It was the only thing keeping you from breaking down at the moment. You entered your room, Byakuya stepping inside behind you.

He closed the door.

“Well, as you can see my room is free of any threats, so you don’t have to keep watch. I’ll be fine Taicho. “

You were laughing, but there was absolutely nothing humorous about the situation.

“Why did you lie.”

The question stopped your laughing, and your eyes slowly opened. His eyes were on you, and at that very moment, all you wanted to do was crawl into a hole and hide. Your eyes directed at your feet.

Every fear, every hurt that you tried to cover up, it just came spilling out and when he saw the tear drop hit the ground, it became clear just how painful this all was for you. A few more pittered right at your feet, and your shoulders shook as you cried.

“I-I was scared..I didn’t want you all to treat me differently..t-to pity me..to hate me..”

All those years, all the secrets, it was stupid to think that no one would find out. It’s possible that this threat, this enemy, it’s all your fault. It’s the only thing that makes any sense. You have no idea just how powerful he might be and you’ve endangered the Gotei 13, possibly the entire Seireitei.

“I-I’m sorry!! I-I’m so sorry!! P-Please don’t hate me Taicho!!”

You were pleading, wailing.

“P-Please!! Please!! Ple-”

You were pulled forward and your eyes widened when you felt the arms of your captain wrapped around your shoulders. Your sobs halted, and when he held on tighter, you couldn’t get a word out, not a single one.

“It is impossible for me to ever hate you for anything that has happened.”

Your eyes welled up, brows knitted, and when you felt the steady beating of his heart, your body seemed to melt against him. All of your fears seemed to have been quelled with such a simple statement.

Your knees gave out, body sinking to the floor and he followed you down, still holding you so tightly, so lovingly. In that very moment, all you could think of was how fortunate you were to have him by your side. Even after he’d heard everything, learned all of it.

You were more than grateful.

~Meanwhile in the Fifth Division~

“THAT PIECE OF SCUM NOBLE!!”

Shinji swung viciously, and another reaper ducked as the piece of furniture was sliced in half.

Momo just moved to the side when the broken pieces of wood were heading in her direction.

“Why is the captain so mad?!!” One of the subordinates asked.

“Apparently someone insulted (L/N)-san at the last meeting. I heard it was a noble.” Another intervened.

“Are you serious, no wonder he’s pissed.”

“WHEN THIS IS OVER I’LL KILL HIM MYSELF!!”

Another chair was struck and Momo ducked.

It was better not to get involved.

He would cool down eventually. 

[animeloverskylarmoon]

Byakuya Kuchiki (Bleach) - Noble Series 1: Our Love - Chapter 16

The atmosphere is heavy with tension.

You can see the conflict on their faces. No one is certain what to do.

What to say.

You’re almost afraid to even look in Byakuya’s direction, because if his expression changes, if he were to ever look at you like a stranger, or something other than his subordinate, then that might truly break you.

Rei is quick to speak.

“Regardless of the circumstance, I am very grateful that you all were able to find and save my daughter. She was taken as a child, way too young to truly fend for herself. Her sisters and I were devastated. I stayed up many nights crying for her.”

You can see the sympathy from a few of the captains. You have to commend your father, if you weren’t privy to the truth, you would have believed the tale. That fake crestfallen look on his face.

A ruse.

“That is a lie.”

Your words make them look over. You can see the way your father’s face twists in agitation.

“You must assume that I am the same woman that escaped 225 years ago.”

He grits his teeth, and you turn back to the Head Captain. If your father is going to ruin your life, you at least want them to know the whole story.

“My father doesn’t care much for my wants, my interests. The very first words he said to me when I told him I would like to be a soul reaper was that I was nothing more than a tool to advance our bloodline. 225 years ago I was asked to marry a man that was old enough to be my great grandfather. When I asked my father for a partner my age, who could possibly share my interest, listen to my needs, he stated that it was my punishment for going against him. For wanting to be a reaper, for wanting to protect the souls of this world. He said that it was my duty to marry that man and bear children, nothing more.”

You don’t have to look to gauge the reactions from everyone in the room. Maybe if you hadn’t been so afraid, you would have seen the way Byakuya’s fist was clenched at his side.

“The night that my proposal was made, I left on my own accord. I had no interest in being a pawn, or some tool to produce heirs for a man I did not love. I left to become a reaper, and fortunately I was able to achieve my goal. I have no interest in returning to that place. I was willing to die in a foreign place rather than stay with those evil people.”

“Watch your mouth you ungrateful brat!!” Rei’s yell doesn’t gain any likable glances.

“I provided everything for you and yet you still speak to me with such disrespect!! You are a Shikimori!! YOU ARE MY PROPERTY!!!”

“I belong to no one.”

Your voice is sure.

“You are nothing to me.”

His eyes held anger, but slowly it seemed to dissipate and you were curious now.

“Do you truly believe that you can continue to stay here now that your secret is out.”

Suddenly your resolution felt a bit unsteady. You couldn't help but wonder if he was right. When word got out of your true identity, you can’t hope to predict the reactions.

“You will come back with me.”

He waved his hand and both of his guards moved to approach. You intended to defend if need be, but in a blink, three bodies had appeared in front of you protectively.

“She’s not going anywhere with you.”

They spoke in unison.

Shinji, Ichigo…Byakuya..

You could hardly believe it.

When Rei’s gaze moved to Byakuya’s form, you didn’t understand the pissed expression on his face. Like he knew him.

“This is your doing, Kuchiki. You incited her escape!”

Rei’s accusation makes no sense.

“W-What are you talking about! T-Taicho had nothing to do with this. I already told you I left on my own!”

“Nonsense!! You left because that boy had placed foolish ideals in your mind when you were too young to think any differently!!”

He seems so confident in his words, but you’re positive that you never met Byakuya before you entered the Rukongai unless..

Unless..

“Well maybe when you get into the academy we can train together. How does that sound?”

The memory startles you, and Byakuya looks over at you, as if trying to piece together what your father is saying. The realization hits the both of you. Your eyes widen, because now his face looks so clear in your mind. Shorter hair, a confident smile.

You’d met him once when you were younger during one of your many trips with your father to other noble families. At that time he’d already started searching for your husband. You’d been completely oblivious to so much. But at some point you’d end up running into Byakuya.

“That girl..was you..”

He seems just as astonished. Your eyes tremble.

This doesn’t seem possible.

Rei gritted his teeth, ready to spit more hateful words, but Yamamoto slammed his staff.

“Enough!!”

The guards straightened, and Rei turned.

“Right now we have a threat to handle. Danuja Shiba needs to be apprehended. Until that has happened, (Y/N) (L/N) will remain in our care. You may return to your residence, Shikimori Rei.”

You could tell that your father did not like the decision, but there was nothing he could do. You know he’s not stupid. Pissing off the Head Captain would do him no favors, especially as he could be the only thing standing between the enemy and his own safety.

“Very well, I will stand down for now Genryūsai. I will reside close by until this is all sorted. When that peasant child is apprehended, I will be back.”

Nothing else was said. Your father sent you a glance, that malicious smirk in his lips as he exited the room. You hated it, that feeling. It was like he still had the upper hand. You knew that your lies would not be without consequence. You just hoped that whatever punishment you received, it would not be too severe.

“You are to return to your squad barracks. An official decision will be made when our intruder is apprehended. Dismissed.”

Yamamoto’s words were final, and all the captains bowed before they were making their exit. Once you were all outside of the room, you felt like you couldn’t truly move.

“I will take you back.”

Byakuya’s words caught you off guard. Shinji and even Ichigo seemed uneasy at the thought of you just going back to your quarters.

“What if that shitty noble tries something again.” Ichigo protested.

“He might be impulsive, but he’s not stupid. Even he must know better than pissing off the head captain. For the time being the best place for her is in the division. If that guy tries another attack we’ll protect you (Y/N)-chan.” Shinji states.

Lowering your head, all you can give them is a forced smile. You’re afraid to bring up the fact that you basically lied about your identity. In truth, you didn’t really lie. You just never told them.

“I appreciate it. I’m really sorry for the hassle.”

You were laughing, but it wasn't genuine. Maybe they could see it.

“It’s time to go.”

Byakuya’s words were firm, and you nod, bowing to them before you followed him like you’ve done so many times in the past.

Except this time, this time was different.

Shinji, Rukia and Ichigo watched your retreating form with heavy hearts. 

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Byakuya Kuchiki (Bleach) - Noble Series 1: Our Love - Chapter 15

~Present~

“Why do you think the Head Captain wants us to join in on the meeting? It must be really bad if they're calling Ichigo for help.” Renji stated.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean!!” Ichigo yelled. Rukia just sighed. She expected nothing less.

“Be quiet you two.”

They both glared at each other, and you just silently walked beside them.

The second you got back to the squad barracks, the intention was to inform them of the threat that you had identified. Not even minutes later a meeting was called for all the captains while the other reapers in each division remained on standby in case of another attack. You didn’t truly see the need for too much alarm, not until you heard they’d asked for Ichigo to join.

Things hadn’t felt this chaotic since Aizen’s imprisonment. You didn’t like it, the feeling forming in the pit of your stomach. All you could do was quietly follow.

The minute you all made it to those large doors, they opened and you stepped inside.

The sight of captains lined up made you feel exposed. When the doors closed, you swallowed. Unsure of how to proceed forward.

The Head Captain was seated, and now everyone was quiet.

“I am sure everyone is aware of the very real threat. Unfortunately we have another significant issue. “

You could see the confusion on everyone’s faces, and you waited for an explanation. Yamamoto nodded at someone from the side, and all you saw were the two guards.

That was all that you needed to recognize who was sheltered behind them.

Your throat went dry, and your heart felt as though it had physically stopped beating. The face of the man was someone you prayed you would never see again. You’d run so far, for so long.

But here he was.

His cold eyes trained on you, and just like that, you felt it.

That helplessness that only ever happened in his presence. Ichigo looked over when he saw the tremble in your hands, the shock on your face.

“My name is Rei Shikimori, head of the Shikimori Clan and I am here to retrieve my daughter. “

Silence resounded in the room for a moment, until Ichigo spoke up.

“Who the hell is the Shikimori Clan and why should we care about it?”

Renji seemed startled and Rukia smacked him right over the head.

“You idiot!! You dare to talk to a noble in such a disrespectful tone!!”

His face hit the ground harshly and she just bowed.

“Forgive him, Head Captain.”

Rei clicked his tongue in disapproval as Ichigo was picking himself off the ground. He looked ready to complain, but you stepped forward, and now all eyes were trained on you. There was no way to run from this.

You had to be honest about everything.

“The Shikimori Clan is one of the very first noble families within the Sereitei. Their status is among the most elite and they are widely respected throughout the regioni.”

Everyone in the room is intrigued.

“You know quite a lot about this noble family (Y/N)-san, have you encountered them before?” Ukitake questions.

You can’t meet their eyes. Not at all, because you’ve been keeping this secret for so long.

Deceived them.

“I know because…”

You swallow.

“Because I am the eldest daughter of Rei Shikimori. The head of the clan, he is my father.”

The expressions of shock are hard to miss. You’d like to say you expected it. There was a part of you that prayed they would never know, that your family would never find you.

The whole point of leaving was to never look back. You dyed your hair, changed your last name, blended in perfectly with everyone else. You’d even managed to sell some of your hair ornaments to purchase food the first few years you spent on the streets of the Rukongai.

Now that they are here, it feels like it was all for nothing.

“Are you really saying that you are a noble?” Toshiro questions.

You finally look up, eyes trained at the Head Captain.

“I am.”

All you can do now is apologize and pray that this discovery hasn’t jeopardized your life here.

“I apologize for the deceit. It was never my intention.”

With a deep bow, all you can think of is how far and how fast you’d run to get away from the fallout this situation is sure to bring. 

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Byakuya Kuchiki (Bleach) - Noble Series 1: Our Love - Chapter 14

~225 Years Ago~

“You’ve grown to be such a beautiful young woman (Y/N)-sama.”

The maid spoke, pulling back your hair. You wish you could share the sentiment, but the extravagant kimono and careful hairstyles were just another show to sell you off like a piece of property to some other high status family.

Akemi Shiba has always worked for your family. When your mother had passed, she’d become your primary caretaker. Your father had done very little to support you.

Then again, emotional parts of your relationship had always been lacking.

The giggles of your younger sisters drew your attention. They ran into the room and you just lowered your head. You were merely a year older, but they looked far more desirable for marriage.

Aio and Ai Shikimori. They were tall, slender and beautiful. Something any husband wanted from a wife.

At least that’s what they kept saying. All your life, all that was ever spoken was marriage.

You weren’t opposed to the idea, at least you hadn’t been when you were a child. Your mother told tales of romance, and true love, family.

When she died that had all changed and it became nothing more than a contract for wealth. Of course you tried to keep a positive outlook. You still wanted to marry someone, just not for the sake of status or wealth.

“Tou-san really likes wasting his time. Does he really think he can find someone that will marry you?” Ai spoke.

“Exactly, all you do is run around training like some kind of brute. Oka-san would be disgusted.” Aio added.

Akemi looked over at you, trying to offer reassurance, but all you could do was smile.

“Gomen.”

You’d long stop trying to combat their words. Maybe it was the poison from your father, but they were not much better than him. All you ever wanted was to pursue your hopes, your dreams, outside of that of a wife. But it was forbidden.

Opposing marriage was the same as treason, at least in a noble family. You had no choices, no will, no say in the matter of anything unless it revolved around choosing a husband who could further advance the Shikimori name.

When they both moved to your side, helping you to your feet, you had to admit you were suspicious.

“Tou-san has finally found a husband willing to marry you.” Aio grins.

The contradiction of their earlier words is concerning.

They took either of your arms, guiding you out the door. Akemi looked worried, but there wasn’t much she could do. You followed them into the main room, and when you spotted your father, you bowed your head. He barely gave you a glance, or anything that wasn’t associated with a scowl.

“We’ve found you a match. You will marry him and fulfill all your duties. That includes the bearing of children.”

Your eyes moved to your guest, and the sight of the older man made you freeze in place. The smiles from your sisters were wide.

He stood, gray hair noticeable, body so wrinkled you were surprised he was able to move. His expression was vile. All you wanted to do was run and you were just standing next to him. How were you expected to lay with him?

“What a beautiful bride you will be.”

His eyes ran over your body and your blood went cold. For a moment you thought it was a joke, some kind of ruse, but your father’s expression held absolution and your sisters just continued to giggle softly in the background.

“Goro Feng is one of the eldest in his family. He is regarded in the highest respect. Your wedding will be set in the spring and you are expected to produce heirs. Both sons. You will do as he wishes and continue to represent our family. Do you understand?”

You wanted to say something, anything, but words would not form. All you could do was nod.

After the official arrangements were made, you were dismissed to your room. Akemi had been there, her son behind her with a basket of your washed clothing. Your eyes were trained at your feet.

“Hey princess, why the long face?”

Akemi smacked his shoulder.

“Danuja! I’ve told you not to address the (Y/N)-sama so casually!” She scolded. Usually you had a retort to his question, but you just felt sick to your stomach.

“Akemi.”

The sound of your father’s voice made them both stiffen. In a matter of seconds they bowed and he just gave a look. Nothing else needed to be said. They were both exiting the room, and your father entered, followed by both your sisters.

“I hope you understand how important this arrangement is. You have no right to refuse.”

Your lips quivered.

“T-Tou-san…could you have not at least found someone my age that I could…that I could love..”

Your voice was pleading, and when you looked up at him, all he did was glare. There was nothing but malice in his gaze.

“I could have gotten you a younger husband, but why should I make you comfortable when all you’ve done is rebel against me.”

Your eyes widen in shock.

It must be a lie. There is no way that your own flesh and blood would do something so hateful, so horrible.

“You’ve soiled our name with your brutish antics and constant ruffian behavior. Your actions have consequences. You will submit to him without complaint. This is your duty.”

You couldn't believe that your own father would do something so cruel.

“What’s so wrong about getting married. You’re so selfish. At least he has all of his teeth.” Ai spoke.

Both your sisters start laughing, and there isn’t much you can say.

Just like that, they were walking out the door.

Maybe it was at that point you realize it. They didn’t care much for what would happen to you. There’s a part of you that wonders how someone as kind as your mother had married someone so cold.

Unfeeling.

Unloving.

Maybe she’d been in a similar situation.

Now you feel as though death was more of a gift than a tragedy. Because if she’d indeed experience the same, then leaving this world might have been the only grace she ever got in life.

At that very moment, the reality of your life was right there in front of you.

That night, it was obvious what you had to do. There was only one choice.

Possible the first one you’d ever be able to make for yourself.

Your intention was to run. With the dark clothing around your body, and the makeshift bag on your back, you were ready. Your eyes moved to the window and you took a step.

“(Y/N)-sama!!”

The yell made you flinch, and the women stood at the door, eyes wide in fear. Your eyes shook as you stared back at her.

“Akemi..”

There was no way for you to make it look like anything different than an escape. She’d seen you sneak off to train countless times, but you’d never left with a bag. You expected her to yell, call for the guards, or worse, your father, but instead she raced to your side, hugging you desperately.

“Please reconsider (L/N)-sama, you cannot survive out there!! There are so many threats. You’ll die!!”

She sounded panicked, devastated at the idea of you going out there. For the first time in years, someone was worried about your wellbeing and it wasn’t solely because of your duty to marry. You would have cried had you not used up all your tears long ago.

“I would rather die out there, than stay with these people who call themselves my family.”

It was a harsh truth. Akemi pulled away shakily, and all you could offer to comfort her was a smile.

“Thank you for everything. Kemi-san.”

You bowed, and without another word, you moved to the window, jumping out.

You never shed a tear, and you never looked back. 

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Byakuya Kuchiki (Bleach) - Noble Series 1: Our Love - Chapter 13

“A new mission?”

Renji nodded, Byakuya standing at your side.

“Activity in the Rukongai has increased. The Head Captain has asked Division 6 and 11 to carry out patrols.” Byakuya informed.

You pale.

“Not Zaraki-taicho..”

“He’s a fool, but he understands the severity of the situation. If he does not respond adequately I will dispose of him.”

“That’s what I’m worried about.”

You’re not looking forward to clean up duty again. With a sigh you just adjust your zanpakuto on your waist. There’s not much you can truly do about it. In a matter of minutes you're off to assist. You’re not surprised that the captains have decided to divide up into sectors.

With any luck, there might finally be a solution to the problem. There has to be something attracting all the hollows. Typically they follow high spiritual pressure of souls. So it’s not exactly unusual. Still, the rate and timing of attacks have you uneasy.

You’re all being appointed to your area to patrol. Byakuya turns to you.

“Renji, stay with Zaraki. Ensure that he stays on task.”

You can see that Renji is about to object. When you feel the tall shadow loom over you, you start sweating bullets. Kenpachi grins down at you devilishly.

“As soon as this is over we’re going to continue our fight.”

“N-NOT A CHANCE!!”

He just grins wider.

“Come on Abarai, let’s kill some weak hollows!!”

Kenpachi takes off, Yachiru giggling and Renji is left chasing after him.

Their yells fade out in the distance and you let out a breath.

“Is it bad that I’m hoping he gets jumped.”

It must be.

“Follow me.”

You nod, moving to Byakuya’s side as you both begin your patrol. All the other reapers have already dispersed and you both jump into the air, hoping that a better vantage point will give you some sort of sign. Now that it’s just the two of you, you feel it necessary to inform him of your thoughts and observations.

“That day when those hollows attacked, there was something else there.”

Byakuya looks over, still moving through the sky.

Your eyes are trained ahead, clearly troubled.

“At the time I didn’t think much of it. But the spiritual pressure I felt, it was much more than a few hollows. I thought it was a coincidence, but back in the World of the Living, I felt something similar. Whatever is drawing them in, it’s dangerous. I can feel it I just-”

You flinch, and a mere seconds after, you feel it. That distinct rise in spiritual pressure. So does Byakuya. He turns just in time to catch sight of a dark cloak. He draws his blade, and so do you. The figure standing before you is wearing a hood, so you can’t make out a face. You do however spot the smirk.

Byakuya hasn’t made a move yet, mostly likely to gauge the situation. Diving in head first without a proper analysis could prove to be the difference between life and death. Your eyes harden.

“He doesn’t have a sword and he hasn’t tried to attack. What is he playing at?”

Just his presence has no doubt drawn in a mass of hollows. You can only hope that the others have it handled.

You lift your blade, pointing it at him.

“Who are you!”

Your voice holds anger, and that little smirk just grows wider.

“The better question is, who are you…”

You blink, and you’re startled, because he’s right behind you.

“Princess.”

You spin around in shock, and Byakuya moves just as quickly, the burst of flower petals chasing your assailant. The attack doesn’t land, because he’s gone again.

Byakuya’s blade begins to come back together. Once it’s whole, he looks around, searching, but the threat is gone. He can’t even sense the man’s spiritual pressure.

He turns back to you to search for injury, but the panicked look on your face has him concerned. Your entire body is shaking, and when you reach over and grip the front of your robes, he’s at your side in a matter of seconds.

“(Y/N).”

Your eyes look up, and he can see it, not just the dread, but the recognition in your eyes.

“I…I know him…”

You can’t believe it and Byakuya isn’t sure how to respond to the information.

It’s clear that this needs to be reported immediately. 

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Minato Namikaze - Short Story AU: Chapter 12 - Final

Weekends are nice. 

You get a chance to decompress and see Minato in that cute pink apron. You giggle to yourself as you run a few errands. You were just going to stop by a tea shop to try a new flavor, and then you’ll be rushing home.

When you step inside, the sight of those long red locks catches your attention.

“Ah! Kushina-san!”

You smile, and she turns at the call.

“(Y/N)-san!!”

She’s smiling as she walks over.

“Are you here to try the new tea they’ve started to sell?”

You nod eagerly.

“Hai!”

You’re a sucker for tea, especially when they have a new release.

“We should have a cup together.”

You agree happily as you both find a seat and order your tea. Once you’re comfortable, you exchange funny stories and moments. There seems to be a lot of similarities between the brothers.

“I still can’t believe they kept the same name, that’s so ridiculous.”

Kushina laughs in agreement.

“My husband has always been very easy going, so it’s no wonder. I was excited when Mina-kun told us about you.”

You tilt your head.

“Mina-kun?”

She seems to catch the slip.

“Ah, gomen, it’s just a bit confusing referring to them the same way. I had to find ways to differentiate.”

That’s understandable.

Although now you’re curious about her previous statement. Your eyes move to the cup of tea in front of you.

“If I’m being honest, at the beginning I thought he pitied me. Given my background and my family name, love has always been a bit hard for me. I’m impatient and headstrong, and sometimes I say the wrong thing. Minato is the complete opposite. He’s always been laid back and kind, so I assumed he was just trying to ensure that I wasn’t lonely.”

Kushina smiles.

“It seems the both of us have a lot in common.”

You look up.

“A few years ago I joined Konoha University as a faculty member. I was relatively new and basically an outsider. You can imagine that my hair drew a lot of attention.”

Her hands move to her hair, and she strokes it with a warm smile.

“I’ve always been headstrong, willing to weather the problem no matter what. My first few months I was praised for my teaching ethic, as well as my knowledge in multiple fields. My background allowed me to travel to speak for conferences and other important meetings. My ambition made a lot of people envious. I was ostracized by the women in my department, and the men thought I should have just fallen at their feet if they merely spouted a few pretty words.”

You can’t imagine how tough that must have been coming into a new environment.

“Regardless of what was said, I always stood up for myself. I combated every harsh word, every foolish comment with a professional and thoughtful answer. I supposed that just pissed them off more. Especially the men that kept throwing themselves at me.”

She was laughing, and you can’t help but smile.

“There were times that some words were harsher than others, yet I’d just plant a smile. I thought they were being childish. But still I’d even started to resent certain things about myself. My features, my fibrant hair that always brought so much attention. It was the reason I always had to fight.”

Struggles you suppose you could relate to.

“Yet, the more I fought back, the lonelier I got. The entire time I thought no one noticed or cared. On a few occasions, I’d seen Minato. He was well liked and also very skilled, but he’d never acknowledged me or taunted me the way the others did. There were times it looked like he would step in, but he didn’t. I suppose at the time I just thought he didn’t think I was worth the effort.”

Despite what she’s saying, she still wears a warm expression.

“One night we were all invited to a group dinner. The President spent a significant amount of time praising a few of us that had made names for ourselves. I was among those few, so of course it was just another show for the other members. I hadn’t thought much off their looks, at least not at the time. Yet, I supposed I should have been more on guard. One of the men had slipped something into my drink.”

Your eyes widen and you frown.

“THOSE BASTARDS!!”

Your yell draws attention and Kushina laughs when you shrink back into your seat after the commotion.

“That was my exact reaction. I suppose they thought it would make me an easy target. I actually knocked out the two of them when they tried to drag me back to their hotel.”

You sweat drop.

“Even though I’d managed to stop them, there were actually three, and he’d tried to get even. At that moment I was terrified, because I thought that I was truly alone. But I wasn’t.”

The fondness she displays makes your eyes light up.

“Minato stepped in and he helped me. He knocked the guy out with one punch, ya know!”

She lifts her hand boastfully and you laugh.

“After that he helped me get back to my room. He made sure that I was okay, that I was safe, then he called the police and told them everything. Through the entire ordeal I couldn’t understand why he’d helped me. In the past he’d always ignored me. I thought he felt the same as everyone else, but he told me the reason he never intervened is because he knew how strong I was. He respected me, and my skills. My confidence, ambition. The things that I used to feel a bit insecure about, he’d reminded me just how important it was.”

You can’t help but pick out some of the similarities between her husband and your lover.

“At that moment, he was the man of my dreams. After that, I supposed I learned to live those little things. My resilience, my strength, my hair. It was then that I..I fell in love with Minato.”

Your eyes water at the heartfelt story and Kushina giggles.

“So you see, you and I are very similar. Mina-kun has always been very popular wherever he went, I have no doubt that Minato was the same. When Minato and I found each other, he wanted his brother to find the same. He’d always been picky when it came to love. It drove me crazy. At one point I asked him if he was fine just marrying a buffalo given the fact that he’d gone so long without anyone and he said..”

“If it has a strong sense of moral character, I’d be happy to.”

A bead of sweat runs down the side of your head.

“That definitely sounds like something he would say.”

That idiot.

You can’t fight the smile.

“He didn’t just want a relationship for the sake of it. He explained that he wanted a love like we had. Not someone who was just fawning over his looks or what he could do for them, he wanted someone who would see him, who he could see himself with. That’s why the day he came and told us about you, we knew exactly what it was. I was actually quite impressed, he told us you challenged him the second you met him.”

You blush. Suddenly you feel a bit embarrassed.

You remember exactly what you said.

“Listen here, just because you’re some kind of genius it doesn’t mean you’re the best!! I love teaching and I’m going to be the best teacher this school has ever seen, just watch Minato Namikaze!! From here on out we’re rivals!!”

At the time he’d clearly been taken by surprise, but he’d just given you a smile.

“I look forward to being your rival, Senju-san.”

Back then you really thought he was just messing with you, trying to throw you off.

“Love like we have, not many people have it. That’s why I’m always grateful.”

You can’t help but agree.

Your trip with Kushina ended on a good note. By the time you make it back home, you feel all warm and fuzzy. Minato lifts his head when he hears the door close.

“Senju-san, how was the tea?”

He’s wearing that smile, as well as the adorable pink apron and your heart leaps.

“Senju-sa-”

“I love you Minato!”

It’s a bit of a yell. Your heart is racing and your face is certainly red. You look away.

“I-I just thought you should know..”

You mumble.

Minato smirks, walking over to you.

“Ne, I didn’t hear you Senju-san, can you say it again?”

You puff your cheeks.

“I-I said that I-”

He kisses you before you can finish the statement, and you realize that once again he’s bested you. He pulls away with a grin.

“I love you too, Senju-san.”

This man is going to be the death of you. 

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Byakuya Kuchiki (Bleach) - Noble Series 1: Our Love - Chapter 12

“Kuchiki-taicho, here is the report.”

Renji handed over the document and Byakuya took it.

His attention moved back to the stack on his desk as he continued running through the other reports. Renji returned to his own desk. Byakuya moved page after page as he continued to fill out the forms. One particular file made him pause. He recognized the handwriting.

It was yours.

He lifted the paper, and sure enough the one below seemed to be filled by you as well. It wasn’t uncommon. Whenever Renji was away, you shared the load. You were good at keeping his items organized. A quirk he appreciated. He was thankful he didn’t have a subordinate like Matsumoto. He’d lost count of the complaints he’d heard from Hitsugaya about his lazy Lieutenant.

Your little scribbles had distracted him. When his mind trailed off, he felt himself reminiscing over a memory. One that he’d cherished.

“I apologize. I’m aware that I should have gotten permission from Taicho. I asked Rukia-san if it would be alright, and she seemed touched. It feels a bit forward to ask such a thing of Taicho. I merely wanted to pay my respects to you, Hisana-sama.”

You placed the bouquet of roses down. It was honestly a surprise seeing you there. He’d been distant that entire month for obvious reasons. He wasn’t sure anyone would truly notice. After all, he wasn’t exactly an open book. He preferred his privacy. Especially with such situations. That’s why your presence at his late wife’s grave was unexpected.

“I just wanted to offer my gratitude. You cared for Taicho. You were able to see how special he is. Regardless of what a lot of people think, Taicho was…he was the first person who really believed in me. He gave me the strength to become a better reaper.”

Your eyes dropped low, and he was curious.

“I know this may be a lot to ask, but I would like to ask for your blessing because I..I really do love Taicho..”

The words at the time were a shocking realization. He’d been somewhat aware of his own growing feelings, but hearing you voice those words were humbling.

“I-I promise I will take care of him!! I’ll stay by his side and protect him with my life!”

It was a bold declaration indeed, one that had brought on a small smile on his lips as he walked away.

He still remembers how flustered you’d been when you came in the following day.

There’s no doubt that you’d been thinking about it.

Maybe that’s when he’s become truly attached, drawn to you. There hadn’t been anyone he cared for aside from Rukia for what must have been centuries. After Hisana he saw no reason to pursue love.

That’s why he’d gone back to her grave when you’d left that day. He’d hoped it would give some kind of insight, or discourage his change in feelings, but all he felt was a warmth, almost like she’d been standing right there with a hand on his shoulder.

It was hard, battling with his heart and his mind.

Yet, the decision seemed obvious.

He wanted, no he needed to protect you. The same way he tried to do for Hisana, achieved for Rukia. You were important to him.

He was certain of it.

It was the only explanation that made sense of the warmth he felt when he saw your face. Watched you smile, heard you laugh, cheer, yell and converse with colleagues and friends alike.

He wanted to be able to always see it, that gleam in your eyes as you looked at him, called to him.

He never knew such a formal word could mean so much.

“Taicho.”

The image of you waving at him happily ran through his mind and he chuckled under his breath. Renji lifted his head at the sound.

“He’s smiling…something’s wrong!!”

That was the only rational conclusion.

Renji jumped out of his seat abruptly.

“I-I’ll make sure all the squad chores have been handled Kuchiki-taicho!!!”

Just like that Renji was out the door.

Some things would never change. 

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Byakuya Kuchiki (Bleach) - Noble Series 1: Our Love - Chapter 11

The whole situation was exhausting.

Yamamoto had thankfully caught wind of the chaos before too much damage was done and both captains were forced to stand down. 

Kenpachi wasn’t too happy, and you could tell Byakuya wanted to keep going.

You’d somehow managed to come out unscathed, but because of the incident, you were tasked with cleaning up the buildings they did wreck.

“They are the ones who made the mess, why do I have to clean up? That bastard.”

You were grumbling for the rest of the day. By the time the sun had gone down, you were spent and you hadn’t even done a quarter of the work.

Dropping onto your futon that night, you were certain you might actually get a full night of sleep. Between running for your life and cleaning the mess from the divisions, you were ready for sleep.

Looking up at your ceiling, you can’t help but play back your time in the academy. Kenpachi’s obsession with trying to fight you had stemmed from the rumors of your recruitment into the squad guards. Everything was so different then.

Even at that time, Byakuya was there.

He was the one who noticed, who spotted your potential, even when you were still learning your own strength.

~250 Years Ago~

“Did you hear, apparently some of the captains are actually coming to watch!”

“Are you kidding me, now I have to do well.”

The whispers among your peers were hard to miss. Pulling at your white robes, you lower your head. It took all of fifty years to get to this position and now it looks like you were barely going to scrape by, if even. While your flash step and kido’s were reasonable, the one thing you couldn’t fully grasp was-

“Next up!”

The yell made you jolt as the two trainees stepped forward, facing off each other. With their wooden swords lifted, he clapped and they started.

The sounds of their grunts and the weapons clashing was hard to miss, and you found yourself once again shifting in place.

The battle between both guys lasted maybe a few minutes before one was declared a winner. You watched anxiously as you were called to the front.

The moment you were faced against your opponent, you could see his grin. You reached for the wooden sword that was offered and just like that you could hear it.

The murmurs.

“I feel so bad for her. I heard she can’t even use a blade.”

“Are you serious? How does she intend to become a reaper?”

“She’ll be lucky if she even makes it past this round.”

It was crippling, those words, but they were true. Every training session you’d end up at the bottom. Despite the many hours of painful training that you’d put in, the very foundation of this institution was the one skill you couldn’t grasp.

The arrival of a few more guests broke your focus and the moment you saw the captain’s cloak, you could practically feel the anticipation in the room. Your grip on your sword was shaky, and your opponent looked more driven than before.

“Begin.”

He charged at you and you lifted the sword to defend, but the moment he struck, you were down. Not that you expected any different. You grunted when your back hit the floor, and he came at you again, but you flash stepped, moving behind him to strike, but your uncalculated swing had made you drop the sword and he laughed, countering with an attack of his own.

This time it connected with your stomach and you rolled to the floor. You meant to get back up, but he pointed it at your throat and you froze.

“Stay down.”

He was glaring, and you swallowed. Looking on, all you could see was looks of pity. None of them believed that you would even win.

“I’m doing you a favor. You don’t belong here, you’re weak.”

Your gaze wavered, and instead of retaliating, you just lowered your hand in defeat.

The instructor called the match, and your opponent walked away triumphantly, gaining praises from some of the others.

When you finally picked yourself off the ground, you just moved over to the other side of trainees who’d lost their matches as well.

As the minutes carried on, the matches continued. You faced and lost to six more opponents before the session was coming to an end. You hated it, the fact that you’d worked so hard only to fail right at the finish line.

It wasn���t completely hopeless, you could always apply again. But the thought of losing when you were so close, it was disheartening.

“Next up!”

The call made you flinch, and when you saw the many eyes on you, you slowly moved to the center. The guy before you was smirking.

“This will be a piece of cake.”

His words were expected. He’s already written you off. You couldn’t truly blame him. Lifting your training sword, you squared your feet, ready for instruction. Your instructor stepped forward, but before he could get a word in, he was interrupted.

“Stop.”

The calm and authoritative tone caught everyone’s attention. Even the instructor seemed surprised.

It was him.

Byakuya Kuchiki.

Captain of the Sixth Division.

“K-Kuchiki-sama.”

He bowed and when the noble made his way across the floor, you felt a bit frozen. You’d only ever seen him once before and even then you thought it was somewhat of a dream.

If you were nervous before, you’re almost petrified now. He stopped right before you and your opponent moved away.

The other two captains seemed curious.

“Your swordsmanship is terrible.”

The blunt statement caused your eyes to waver, and you could almost feel the pity from the onlookers. Maybe if you’d stood up for yourself, stood your ground, at least then he would have respected you.

All you could do was lower your head.

“Yes, I-I apologize.”

It’s all you could say.

“Put down your weapon.”

His tone was definite and without another word, you dropped it. The wood clattered to the ground. Somehow it felt like a reflection of your dreams.

“Good. Now strike that dummy with your hands.”

His eyes directed to the training dummy tucked to the side of the room.

Your head lifted in surprise, and confusion seemed to run across the room.

“K-Kuchiki-sama we really shouldn’t-” Byakuya’s eyes moved in your instructor’s direction.

“Are you questioning me?”

He shook his head vigorously.

“O-Of course not! Please continue.”

He moved back hurriedly, and Byakuya turned back to you expectantly. All you could do was obey.

“H-Hai!”

You rushed over to the dummy and anyone in the general area moved to the back of you. Clenching your fist, you couldn’t help but wonder why he made such a strange request.

You’d never really been able to land a punch on anything that was significant. There was that one face off with the hollow, but despite your intense training regiment, you’ve never really been able to repeat it. You’d coughed it up to adrenaline.

Given the fact that you were currently at the bottom of the barrel, you didn’t really see any harm in trying.

“Here goes nothing.”

You pulled your right leg back, planting your feet. When you retracted your fist and clenched it, firing at the dummy, you tried to put everything into the punch. With a yell you fired a punch, and to your surprise, the wooden dummy had shattered on impact.

The pieces of wood looked as though they had almost combusted, and gasps were released around the room when the air shifted and the force of your delivery had actually shattered the concrete foundation behind.

You gaped at the rush of air that hit your face as the rubble crumbled and a hole the size of a whale was now present. Your hair settled and the room fell silent.

The other two captains looked startled and everyone else in the room seemed almost afraid now.

“Impossible..”

You were trying to process what had just happened. Surely you hadn’t created that hole with nothing but the residual effects from a punch.

Byakuya looked back at your instructor, unimpressed.

“You are inadequate as a teacher. Her swordsmanship is lacking because her learning style is different. You should have known.”

The instructor looked frantic.

“I-I deeply apologize! It was my mistake. I-I will ensure that I fully evaluate the strengths of all my trainees from here on out!!”

“Ensure that you do.”

Byakuya’s chilling gaze drifted back to the other captains.

“There’s nothing else for us to see here, we can leave.”

The one with the pink floral robes just laughed and his partner was rubbing his neck awkwardly.

They didn’t put up much of a fight.

“Good luck kid!”

The pink cloaked captain spoke. Just like that they were walking through the gigantic hole that you’d made. Byakuya was the last to leave and you took a step forward.

“W-When I become a reaper, I-I would like to work under you Kuckiki-taicho!!”

He paused, glancing at you from the side.

All your worries, all those doubts, they felt like they had just vanished. He’d given you insight on what you needed to do. This whole time you thought all those years of training had been useless, but you’d merely been working the wrong angle.

“Do as you wish.”

That was all he said, leaving without another word. All you could do was grin. When you turned around, you pumped your fists.

“Who’s next!”

You could see the pale expressions in the room.

“NO WAY AM I FIGHTING THAT MONSTER!!”

Someone called.

All you could do was laugh.

You chuckle at the memory.

“I guess I’ve been chasing him for some time now.”

It’s a funny thought. 

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Minato Namikaze - Short Story AU: Chapter 11

Sports day is one of the most anticipated events throughout the year. 

While the students had opportunities to show off their talents, the teachers were given the same opportunity and of course the students came to cheer for their favorite teachers.

Since the games were an invite to all the schools in the district, you have the chance to meet some other teachers from different schools.

This year it was scheduled at a training grounds, and of course, you were competing.

“LET’S GO!! WHAT ARE YOU SUCKERS WAITING FOR!!” Your yell echoed.

Asuma, Minato, Kakashi and Gai watched from the side. Kurenai, Shizune and some other faculty just laughed softly.

“She’s as fired up as ever.” Kakashi spoke.

When the gun went off and you bolted at lightning speed, they’d already predicted the winner. The other women in the race were coughing at the dust you’d raised and by the time they lifted their heads, you were already at the finish line, waving at your friends.

“Did you see that Namikaze-san!!”

You ran over to his side, looking proud.

He wore the brightest smile. When he reached out and placed a hand on the top of your head, you looked up.

“You’re amazing, Senju-san.”

Your face heated up, and you lowered your head, shifting closer as he continued to ruffle your hair.

“A-Arigatou..”

“The two of you are sickeningly sweet.” Asuma commented. You just glared.

“B-Be quiet!!”

The events carried on.

So far you’d won just about every event you’d been in. Kakashi had also been doing pretty well in the events he participated in, Gai right behind him. When they entered the two legged race, you realized that they’d already won. Gai had practically carried Kakashi’s entire body with the speed he was going at.

Asuma had dominated the pole vault. Kurenai and Shizune were currently running the lap. So far your school was in the lead to win.

“Hiya!! Our team is awesome!!”

You cheer.

“Tch, give me a break. You guys are clearly cheating.”

Those words made you turn, and you glared.

Of course it was him.

“Hidan.”

Kakashi and Asuma move to your side.

“Now, now, it’s just friendly competition, let’s not get riled up.” Kakashi offers. You’re still a bit pissed. This idiot was always crude with his words. His students were also the ones that had grabbed you that day.

“Nobody is cheating, you can’t even accept a loss. “ Hidan grinned, and you huff.

“Your dumb boyfriend is in the next race with us, let’s see who’ll win.”

“WHAT DID YOU SAY!!!”

Kakashi and Asuma grabbed either sides of your arms holding you back as Hidan laughed walking away to the start line. Minato was already there with some of the other teachers. You were still fuming, but you calmed down for Minato’s sake.

“Just let him talk, we’re winning. Let’s just cheer for Minato.” Kurenai advises with a smile. You nod, moving over to the sidelines to watch the race. It was only one lap around the marked track. By the time you all got there, you could see the starter getting ready to send the race.

“Gambatte Namikaze-san!!”

You were yelling and waving and he just gave you a smile.

“Do you think he’s going to win?” Shizune asks.

“It doesn’t matter.”

She turned, a bead of sweat dropping at the side of her head at the flowers practically blooming around your body.

“Namikaze-san looks so good in a tracksuit.”

It became apparent that you weren’t too keen on the race, but the runner.

When the gun went off, you lifted your hand to cheer, at the very least you’d hope he’d beat Hidan for his stupid words. That’s why you were pleasantly surprised at the speed he took off in. All of the runners went pale, and your eyes widened when he bolted around the track at such a brisk pace.

When he made it back around, he was coming down the strip, and just for a second, it was as if he was moving in slow motion. His eyes were focused ahead, blond hair moving with the wind, blue eyes determined. You could see the awed expression of everyone around, and just for a moment, his eyes moved in your direction as he gave you a confident smile.

Your cheeks flushed, and when you blinked, he’d already made it past the finish line. Cheers erupted in the stands, and all you could really do was stare.

“I had no idea Minato-san was so fast..”

Shizune spoke in a similar state of astonishment. The other runners were still making their way around the corner when Minato ran back over to meet you all at the sidelines. He was grinning when he finally made it in front of you.

“Was I cool, Senju-san?”

You could barely speak, quite honestly you’re speechless. He was wearing that smile, the one he had all the time, but you were still trying to wrap your head around the fact that he smoked all those guys like it was nothing.

Minato tilted his head when he didn’t get a response.

“Are you alright Senju-sa-”

“Marry me.”

You said dropping down on one knee.

He paused, then blushed, holding his cheeks.

“How bold Senju-san.”

He was shifting from side to side, and your friends just sweatdropped. It was clear that he liked the attention.

“These two need serious help.”

That was obvious.

“Hey!! Cheap trick Namikaze!!”

Hidan’s voice made you all turn, and you frowned.

“He won fair and square, quit being a sore loser.”

You said moving protectively in front of Minato.

He was glaring at you, and Minato just offered a laugh.

“It’s just a game, no need to get worked up.”

You know Minato was trying to de-escalate the situation, but Hidan is a hothead, not to mention a moron.

“Yeah, so just take the loss and run along.” You taunt.

“Shut up bitch!!”

He lifts his hand, and you’re fully prepared to retaliate. But his hand doesn’t even get close. Somehow Minato had moved in front of you and stopped Hidan’s hand. With his eyes closed, he was smiling, and Hidan gritted his teeth at Minato’s grip.

“While I’m willing to listen to any words directed at me, I won’t accept anyone bad mouthing Senju-san.”

When Minato’s eyes opened, the dark look he wore made everyone tense. You were stunned, you’d never really seen him wear anything other than a smile.

“If it happens again, I won’t be happy.”

Hidan looked terrified, and Minato released his hand, planting another smile on his face.

“Well, good luck on your next race. “

Hidan stumbled back.

“W-Whatever!!!”

Just like that he was leaving and now all eyes moved to Minato who was still beaming.

“You’re scary Minato-san.” Shizune spoke. He just started laughing, but from the looks of everyone else, you could tell they shared the sentiment.

“Are you scared, Senju?”

Asuma was teasing, nudging your arm. Minato looked up, wondering the same. He was a bit taken aback, because you were blushing. When the many stares directed at you, your face just got redder.

“Y-You didn’t have to step in, I had it handled, Namikaze-san!”

“Ah, hai, hai. Gomen.”

He was still wearing that smile and you looked away, embarrassed.

“That was seriously hot..”

Your thoughts were betraying your words.

“A-Anyway, g-good job in the race, you did really well.”

You’re still not really looking at him, and he moves closer.

“Can I have a reward?”

“I-I guess so..O-Only because you did well!” you reason.

“Hai.”

Bashfully, you lean on your toes, pressing a kiss to his cheek. He accepts happily, both cheeks flushing.

“How bold Senju-san, kissing me in public.” Minato teases.

“Y-You’re the one who asked for it!!”

You’re beyond embarrassed and Minato just laughs.