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Ruby-chan:

The younger girl was captured in her brother’s arms once again, making her squeal in surprise. Honestly, this guy gives the most ticklish forms of affection.”O-Oniichan! Stop, haha!” Ruby laughs, but instead of trying to pull away or push him off, she reciprocates the hug

The young rose faces him forward so she could comfortably wrap her arms around his neck, and rest her chin on his shoulder.

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He smiles, enjoying the closeness of their bodies, Ruby’s warmth evident against his body, just like the timid beats of her heart and her erratic breathing -evidently because of the laughter. He has more than enough money to spend, and he loves any chance he can get of using his extra cash to spoil the little rose - a bit too much perhaps, but who is going to stop him? No one, that’s who.

“Your toys?” there’s a moment of oblivious silence, as he tries to wonder what are Ruby’s new toys. As far as he knows she hasn’t gotten any new dolls and even so, she prefers little toy guns... wait... does she mean... the... the thing on her laptop screen?

His face burns up bright red once more and he pulls away slightly. She is plenty convincing when using that tone and wording... of course onii-chan can’t say no to his beautiful baby sister!

“If it’s for Ruby-chan, onii-chan would do anything!” ah, he managed to shout that right before she admitted it was merely a joke. As red as he can get, he slowly lowers his eyes and stares at the floor “... you’re gonna use those toys with them anyway... right? Then... then you can use them on me!”

Jealousy takes the best out of him and here he is, forcing this situation one step further. He was indeed, feeling a bit ‘left out’ with how often Ruby takes ‘care’ of the other brothers.

Toys

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magicgeekponsol:

[✧ﾟ･*♚*･ﾟ✧ ] It is true that he had heard of the group Eve, and Eden, but he didn’t exactly connect the fact that Tomoe truly was a part of the group. A part of him thought that a possible successor to any enterprise wouldn’t be easily allowed to partake in such activities as it could hinder their chances of taking over it there was such a need for it. 

It was a Hell of a time just getting his grandfather to agree to allowing him to attend college and Graduate school in a major that was unrelated to business. He promised that he would work hard to becoming an heir all the while learning about his much preferred topic. 

Here Tomoe was, just bragging about his accomplishments, the freedom that he had, and the fact hat he seemed to be happy with his life at the moment. In contrast, Ponsol was forced into this, and was constantly stuck in a power struggle between him and his brother as the preferred heir for the corporation. He was being worked to the point that he’d sometimes get sick because of some underhanded plot of his grandfather’s. 

                  ❝Yes, it has been a while and you have changed a lot since then.❞

『Annoying. If you just wanted a bragging partner you could talk to me at any other time but at a party like this. People like you always take forever to brag and cause a scene if you don’t put them up on a pedestal. I’ve got not time for that today, you curly dirt rag.』

Though he was thinking this, the smile on his face never faded. All those years of practicing his polished smile was not forsaken. 

                 ❝You’re right, I have heard of the group and the many exploits. I                     was unsure at first as to whether or not it was the same Hiyori                     Tomoe that I was thinking of. It’s good to know that I was right. ❞     

As annoying as it was to be made into a bragging partner so arbitrarily for someone he didn’t know too well on a personal level was annoying, it was the fact that getting to know him and get on his good side was more beneficial to him, especially if it allowed him to get into better contact with someone more influential in his family, such as his elder brother. 

A bitter mental frown at the thought. It was both ironic and hypocritical of him, but he was not going to let such a chance slip past him, even if it just so happened to be an action that he personally did not like being done to himself– approaching him for some selfish gain, that is. He was fine if it was business related to a point, however. 

That’s the only way you get further along in life, after all.   

                ❝I must say it’s truly an honor to get to speak to you so closely as                   I am now. You don’t get a chance to meet a popular idol like this                   very often. It truly is a shame that you couldn’t bring your canine                   friend along with you. I’m sure Bloody Mary would have made for                   a lovely partner to come to such a function with. I do enjoy dogs.❞

That was no lie, but it was a lie to say that it was an honor to get to speak to him so closely and that it wasn’t very often he got to meet popular idols. He had plenty of chances and he was able to use his own connections to get what he wanted. Still, once again, fake pleasantries. 

               ❝Haha, you think too much of me~ I came here today by myself.                  I didn’t bring a partner along with me today, i’m afraid. It would be                  cruel of me to bring someone to such a lackluster gathering such                   as this one. Perhaps at a livelier function I may bring someone                  with me to serve as good company. Is that going to surprise you?❞

A chuckle as he stops a passing waiter to take a glass of champagne off his serving tray. 

The fact that Hiyori was allowed such freedom, being an idol and left to do whatever he pleased -even the random classes he was taking completely by his own volition- should be more than enough proof of the lack of expectations put over him. He was a useless second child. Not even being bright and having a knack for dealing with people was enough for that to change.

So why bother? Why bother getting in fights with the parents that didn’t cared about him or the brother that looked at him like he was trash? It was easier to let them be disappointed.

And even if that kind of thoughts really bothered him and hurt, Hiyori found no reason to make a big deal out of it. Who likes to hear sob stories? No one ever. It only lowers the mood and makes everyone pity you. So of course, he’d rather talk about all the good things in his life, because he had plenty to be grateful of. Like being in this new country and being with his close friends -his family- Eden. Which was yet another brand of annoying, evidently.

“Have I? Well, you sure have changed too! You were smaller, and I believe you were a bit sickish too? I’m glad you seem to be better now”

The comment was the result of him quickly browsing his memories of business partners from his father. He might not be all that good with faces, but as long as he had a name, he could easily bring back the information, his memorization skills being top notch.

     “Mnhmm! That’s indeed me and my unit! I didn’t doubted someone like you would have our name in mind, a good Hiyori”

He smiled, full of justified pride. Eden was the one thing he had built and worked hard for, along with his close friends. And though Ponsol’s pleasantries didn’t felt completely sincere -maybe it was something in his tone, or in his eyes- Hiyori decided to not care about it. He’d just accept the praise as it was, not going too deep into it. Even if Ponsol was only doing it to get closer to his brother that was fine -despite his cheerful personality, he wasn’t as easy to trick as you might think, and it would take you lots of effort to get anything useful out of him.

      “Do you? Dogs truly are the best friends you could ever ask for! Loyal, brave and extremely cute. Want to see some pictures of my beloved Bloody Mary? I have a whole album of them in my phone”

He was quite literally SPARKLING by now, hands quickly fishing for his phone and browsing through several folders in search for the one. Yes, even if you said no it was too late now. You were doomed to seeing dog pics. And Hiyori had plenty. You could see his dog -a really tiny dog that didn’t filled the name at all- was living the life of luxuries... And as he showed the pictures he continued talking.

   “You’re right on that! Poor Bloody Mary would have gotten so bored tonight! Maybe when there’s a better party I can bring her! And then I can formally introduce her to you and you can introduce me the lovely person that will be your company for the night! We’ll have so much to talk about then I’m sure~"

And now he was making plans all of his own. He was truly a bothersome person, and it was plenty hard to discourage him when he had selective hearing.

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wild-untamed-heart:

Ignoring the stares they were garnering and the whispers as a result of the spectacle she had created by her unexpected tackle, Kajika was still enthusiastically clinging to her companion. Not quite letting go, she had retreated backwards slightly so that she could at least view his face while they conversed.

Completely disregarding the protest from earlier, after all Hiyori was fine and smiling now, the young heiress decided to focus on the rest of his words. Truthfully, it pleased her immensely to be remembered as not only was it a long time since they had actually spoken to each other, but the times they had met up had also been minimal. She wasn’t exactly a diligent attendee at all the social gatherings her father needed to attend and the same could be said for the male whose lap she was ensconced in.

“It’s great to hear you’re doing well~ You must be pretty popular as an idol.”

Kajika hoped to be able to spend more time with her old friend catching up and the fact that her classes were over for the day certainly worked out in her favour. It was merely a question of whether Hiyori was free. Giving him a winsome smile, she directed her silver orbs at him which were sparkling with hope.

“Ne ne Hiyorin~ You’re not too busy to spend some time together are you?”

Used to be the center of attention in all situations -obviously when you considered his profession and appearance- and to ignore everything he didn’t liked -a bad trait he had never cared to fix- Hiyori was even more uncaring about the eyes that surrounded them. or the fact that this certainly felt like a show in display.

He wasn’t the type to remember irrelevant faces or names, but when someone stood out to him, there was absolutely no way he’d forget them. And Kajika was one of those persons. A special someone, with her radiant silver eyes that only matched the brightness of her smile and her strong attitude. She was the highlight of many parties in his childhood, and even now, she seemed to stand apart from the crows.

      “Mnhm~ You might have heard of Eden, the revolutionary male idol group that has recently settled in Akounri. Well, that’s us! We have top quality music and performances, and I’ll be more than happy to give you front row tickets to all of our concerts my beloved Kajkaji~!”

The old nickname slipped his mouth, even though he had intended to call her by her full name. The ring of his own nickname hitting him hard and direct in the few dots of nostalgia for the past even he had.

      “Of course not! I always have time for Kajika-chan!” this time he managed to avoid using the old nickname, a prince like smile as he slowly stood up, gently taking her along with him “Oh.. I think i have a shift at my part-time... but it’s not like there’s much for me to do so we can talk there~ It’s a nice flower shop, I’m sure you’ll love it!”

Not even waiting for a confirmation, he looped an arm around her waist and lead her towards the store.

     “Jun-kun usually tells me I talk way too much about myself, so you should tell me about you too~ What’s of your life lately?”

May Old Acquaintance Be Remembered

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preciousfae:

Running Petit Petales wasn’t so difficult. They had a decent customer flow, normally the same faces that came at the same time every week, and occasionally had large orders for parties or celebrations or things of that kind. But Engel had to consider that his employee - because he only really had one employee that worked under him at the time - couldn’t run the store by themself whenever he couldn’t make it into work, either because Ilsa was out and about or because his mood had taken a turn for the worse. 

This realization led to Engel placing a ‘help wanted’ sign in the window of the store.

The thing is, Engel wasn’t… particularly picky about who he hired. If they seemed amiable and knew how to either care for or do flower arrangements then he was most likely going to accept them. So when Hiyori came in asking about the job, Engel had a very short interview - literally asked him his name, his experience, had him fill out some paperwork - and then hired the guy on the spot.

He only really needed to be in when either Engel or the other employee were in by themself to have an extra pair of hands around.

That being said…

“…if you use the flowers like that… I’ll have to deduct the cost… from your pay…”

Of course Engel had spent a few quiet minutes just watching his new employee, weighing whether or not he should just let him carry on with his arrangement. Engel was certain the arrangement wouldn’t be terrible, as he’d seen the flowers that Hiyori had picked out and they certainly did pair well together - but it was still stock from the store that a customer had not requested.

“…well, unless someone buys it…”

Though his words had been meant as a kind of soft reprimand, Engel’s tone carried no harshness to it, no bite.

It was store policy, but he personally didn’t see much harm in having some arrangements to decorate the store with.

With zero experience in ‘getting a job’ it was probably good that he had asked in the one place that would requite the least of him. Though that led to the other awkward situation of him firmly believing this exception to be the rule -of course, everyone would LOVE to have him work for them! It was to be expected when it came to someone as amazing as himself!

“Make... now’s the time for covenant. New... amaneku mono e... world-” he was singing the lyrics to one of Eden’s songs, much slower so he could actually sing all pieces himself, and even changing the voice a little to mock the chorus parts. At least until he heard the voice of his ‘boss’ and looked up with bright and curious purple eyes.

He had honestly just heard like half of what the man said. What does ‘deduct cost from the pay’ even means? Why would he ever deduct anything from him?

       “I think it’s much prettier if there are flower arrangements around!” he announced in a proud tone, not even answering to the warning “It can attract more clients and it gives a fresh feeling~ And its a good way to occupy my time~”

Really, he was impossible to deal with. Humming a bit more, he finished cleaning the steam of this violet before putting it on the vase. It was starting to take shape and that made him really happy!

      “If no one takes it I might even take it home~ such a beautiful work of art should be appraised in hundreds of euros!” he mused out loud, clearly not aware that he shouldn’t be the one leaving money at his work, instead of the other way around. If Ibara was here he’d be so disappointed on him. But he wasn’t! So it was all good!

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Today is a day to be remembered! How proud he is of his feat -finally!- convincing the elusive Shuuestsu beauty of letting herself be spoiled for once. Of course, he had to change the wording and cut around the edges -say it was just a time for unit bonding in the way of his favorite hobby, shopping. It was a perfect excuse because it was 90% true.

He loved shopping, and he wanted for Magi to be knitted close together. If it was for him they’d be together at all times, even bathing and sleeping together! But ibara has often told him that sounds creepy when he directs it to a girl like Fuuka. hence he has tried to be mindful, even if Hiyori and mindful don’t go along together too well.

In any case, even if they can’t always be together, he wants to be there for her as much as possible. He trusts Ibara to protect her from bullies in Shuuetsu, but he knows the redhead can be clumsy with any shows of affection.

So of course, it has to be him! The one to give the second years some love and appreciation~ and he plans to do plenty of that today! Starting with dolling up the beautiful Fuuka with the best of the best.

He arrives just a bit late -plenty of distractions in the way of trinkets and desserts displayed in every store- but here he is, and soon he is lunging forward to get a hold of the beautiful girl.

       “Fuuka-tan~” he calls out beforehand so she won’t be too surprised when she gets hugged.

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Enstars Magi AU with @secondchildcomplex & @dokuhebi-tactician

Hiyori has planned for the member of Magi to go out shopping together. Although, Fuuka doesn’t understand why, but it sounded like it would be fun. It wasn’t often that the three of them get to spend time together outside of their idol activities, If Hiyori and Ibara are both much more talented than her. If they got along better, it would significantly improve their synergy during performances. But that’s just her asking for too much, is it?

Since Fuuka is usually the slowest to get things done, she opted to arrive at the meeting place early so they wouldn’t have to wait for her in case she’s late.

She waits by the fountain at the center of the mall, just admiring how the water flows. Come to think of it. This actually the first time she was invited to go shopping with someone, or go hang out in a group in general…

Everyone in Shuuetsu were not interested in even speaking to her because of how…different she is. She couldn’t blame them though. She’s worlds apart from them after all.

But now…it’s been different.

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Ruby-chan:

As soon as she had opened her mouth, the older brother was rush at full speed towards the little rose, capturing her small frame in his arms and attacking her with a barrage of kisses all over her face. She couldn’t help but giggle at how ticklish it feels.

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Her nonchalant attitude -loud laughter at his embarrassment included- throws him completely out of pace, the red on his face turning bright enough to make a funny match with his pale green hair.

“It’s because they’re all savages!” he huffs in a prideful tone, like the royalty he is, arms crossed over his chest as he does so and purple eyes clearly avoiding the embarrassing screen. “Oh, my sweet little rose, how can you survive surrounded by them!” he shakes his head from side to side, clearly as oblivious of the situation as expected from someone that only hears and sees what he wants. 

Talking of which, there’s that bright smile and another hug to the girl, in which he now rubs his cheek against hers.

“You think I’m charming? Of course I am~ Ruby-chan has such a good eye~” he giggles happily, clearly not planning to let her go any time soon “Good girl~ Would you like a reward from your onii-chan? Anything you want, I’ll buy it for you~ Maybe some cute dress that will make you look like the cutest girl to ever step on this planet?”

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charmedexcellency:

Romantic meanings, intentional or not, were lost on Nagisa who, out of all emotions, understood ‘Love’ the least. If something made him happy or not was simpler to understand. And Hiyori’s words made him happy, so they were agreeable in Nagisa’s opinion.

Though sometimes the things Hiyori did confused him, he was also the one that tended to be the most straightforward with his words and feelings towards Nagisa. He understood best what Nagisa could grasp. Ibara might have been the one that helped Nagisa on a daily schedule through schedules and plans, but Hiyori was the one that helped Nagisa to have a better grasp of humanity.

Even more secret plans for the day? Hiyori truly did enjoy this whole ‘celebrating’ thing. He seemed like he derived a lot of joy from it, and though he could not say he felt the same, Nagisa would never tell Hiyori to stop.

A faint smile lingered on Nagisa’s lips as they continued their walk, listening intently to anything Hiyori had to tell him about until they reached the cafe.

It seemed like a place that honestly fit Hiyori’s image. Beautiful flowers even in the colder temperatures and refreshing atmosphere that washed over them when they entered. That only served to cement this as a place that would remind Nagisa of Hiyori even more.

“…You really fit in here Hiyori. The flowers suit you,” Nagisa commented as they were shown to a table. He pulled out Hiyori’s seat for him before moving to the other seat to remove his scarf and coat, carefully draping them over the back of his seat. “God is smiling on you today it appears. You’re shining brightly.”

The nobility world was one of double meanings and lies, of guessing the intentions of those around you in between the usual formalities. He had never liked that, and he showed it by being as bad as one could be with it. He was direct and he was annoying, he would say what he thought and he would hardly contain himself between those lines.

But what lead him to believe this was a possibility, was maybe the presence of a small Nagisa that didn’t understood much of anything. A boy that wouldn’t lie and didn’t even understood the nuances of tone or the inviting concepts made by little words sprayed with apparent lack of cohesion. If Nagisa had been saved by meeting Hiyori, then he had, as well, been spared by meeting the silver haired male.

Not being able to always take care of Nagisa, he was glad they had the luck of meeting Jun and Ibara. And of living together with them in this city, as the two of them were caring individuals that could give Nagisa an extra push. Still, neither of the two was too good with emotions, so that might present a problem in the future... but that’s why he had to be an older brother for the group.

For now, he added some more pointless chatter to the conversation, by recounting the little details of the bouquets he had done for work, until finally they were at the place he had planned for their date. Walking over together, Hiyori only separated himself from Nagisa’s strong arm when the time to sit down came.

Lifting the menu,he gave a meaningful glance at Nagisa when the words came to him.

    “Mnhhm, I always do my best to shine brightly!” he confirmed with a smile, giving a small nod before adding “Then God must be smiling at you today. You seem much brighter than usual~”

      Giving a small sigh, he returned to shift the pages of his menu “What will you want today Nagisa-kun? i think I shall go for millefeuille and a cup of earl grey”

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ayakoris:

Hiyori was having second thoughts about listening to him sing but then he opened his mouth and instead of hearing his pompous tone, she heard something completely different.

And beautiful.

His voice is smooth and fluid, without a hitch or break. The idol’s face looked peaceful— like he was reminiscing of a time long ago. Hiyori felt like she’d seen something intimate, but ultimately, she felt like she was seeing an idol— and not the kind she’d see on tv who’d only do songs for the money.

She hardly noticed when he finished, having been mesmerized by his voice, until she noticed the silence and Hiyori’s attention snapped up.

Okay, okay— so maybe she had been a little harsh on him. She suddenly found it hard to look him in the eye.

“T-that was amazing!” Her words came out a little louder than intended and Hiyori winced at herself. She lowered her voice. “I mean that was…you have a really nice voice. Er, no nice isn’t the right word…great? No, no, more like amazing…”

       Hiyori was someone that used his emotions to sing, and to dance. He laid himself bare in front of the audience in order to move them, to make them smile or cry or sigh. In order to awaken emotions they didn’t knew they were holding onto. he focused so much in the song, in the feeling of being on stage with those he trusted, he almost forgets he was here, in the middle of the campus, and that he wasn’t supposed to sing till the end. Getting to a point in which a dance portion would come, he managed to cut the song.

      “Hmhm~ Of course~” he replied proudly when he heard her praising him so openly, chest puffed up slightly, a small giggle at how she corrected herself “I told you I was a world famous idol, this is nothing to be surprised of”

      He didn’t had Ibara’s handy ‘Eden fanbook’ on hand, but he did had some tickets for one of his concerts. He’d give it to her right away, but they had gained quite a bit of gallery, people surrounding them to hear Hiyori... so he should get her out of here first. plus, he didn’t wanted this conversation to end here. He wouldn’t stop until he got a way of meeting her again!

      “The price to hear my singing voice is high. So, how about you pay it by taking a coffee with me Hiyori-chan? If you have some time now, that is I would surely love to speak from Hiyori to Hiyori for a bit?” he said, a bit of a joke on their common name. “What do you say? If you don’t have time today then just tell me when and we can concert a date!”

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Spoiling each other

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       Ah he was so tired! It was just a normal shoot but he could feel his neck all stiff.

      He! Hiyori Tomoe! With knots in his shoulders! Unbelievable! He could hardly believe it himself and he was experimenting the pain first hand. He was sleeping well and eating well and lazing around lots so this didn’t made much sense. Maybe stress? Maybe it was Jun-kun avoiding him. Yes that must be it. He was lacking love -and someone that would carry his bags for him.

      At least he had some good plans for today! He was up for meeting one of the few friends he had from highschool besides the members of Eden.

       And there he was. He was so easy to spot with that fluffy hair and the lenses! He jogged to his own seat, a wide wave from the hand and a bright smile as he did. And it was only when he sat down that he noticed things weren’t... well. It might not be enough for most to notice, but him? He knew Tsumugi since high-school, of course he’d notice. Still, confrontation never worked with this silly guy. He’d better take the long way around with him.

      “Tsumugi-kun~~ Hello, hello~ I was so looking forward to see you~” he beamed, purple eyes sparkling as if there were stars hiding inside them “And not in the set as rivals, Ibara is always telling me to not meddle with rivals when we’re on stage after all. Just being ourselves and doing some fun stuff like shopping! Wouldn’t that be amazing? Just like before~”

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Busybody Hiyori

@agentlemagician || past thread of the Ex-Fine days

       As selfish as he might seem -and well, as he might actually be- Hiyori wasn’t aloof enough to ignore the feelings of those around him. Perceptive and highly empathetic, he always noticed when something was wrong or someone was feeling bad. Hence he was so good dealing with Nagisa, specially during their childhood.

       And when another of the Fine members seemed to be doing less than fine he couldn’t help but notice. The lingering... the comments... the way his eyes looked. He wasn’t sure what it was, but he could get an idea, and from what little he had grasped from Tsumugi’s talking, it might have to deal with his mother.

       “Eh? No, no, that’s just silly! What are you going to do in the school after closing hours?” he said in his usual arrogant tone, not even waiting for a reply before continuing “You’re coming with me today! No, you don’t have a say in this~ I just needed someone to help me carry the bags for my shopping! And if you’re staying at my house you need some nice fancy pajamas. Yes, yes~ It’ll be great”

        Yes, he already took it that you’ll be staying at his place. If you were waiting for a chance to refuse, you were waiting in vain. Hiyori had already grasped at the arm of his unit-mate -a bit too thin for his taste, only fueling his worry- and was dragging him away from the school. 

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       Despite never having a 'part-time job’ before, Hiyori was really enjoying his new position as arranger at Petit Petales. Mostly because his boss was kind enough to not press him too much about the ‘work’ part and because he had the unexpected help of an old friend at the store, with left him with mostly just the ‘fun part’ of doing arrangements for different occasions.

      Fate sure was nice to this spoiled brat. If only Jun-kun told him what was wrong instead of avoiding him all the time, things would be perfect. All of Eden was together, and he thought this would lead to being closer to the rest of the members, not to drift apart.

      No time for negative feeling though! If he could feel sad about things he could try to improve them! And things were going swimmingly with Nagisa, and even decent with Ibara, so there was no point in dwelling on the bad. He shook his head and took a deep breath, ready to return to his happy-go-lucky self.

      “Nagisa-kun~ Bloody Mary~ I’m hooome” he called out in a cheerful tone, all the way from the entrance. But there was no reply. He was sure his old friend would be sitting in the living room, since he could stay in the exact same place for hours -just like he could get tired of it and walk around aimlessly until ending up in a completely different place.

       The leash was still there, just like Nagisa’s shoes and overcoat, so they shouldn’t have gone out for a walk. Which mean they were inside?

       He looked for them on the kitchen, the laundry, the living and the guest rooms. He barged into Ibara’s and Jun’s as if it was his very own room and searched around but found nothing. He then walked up and into Nagisa’s room, to find it empty. Confused he reached for the last door he had to check -his own.

        Purple eyes opened wide at the surprising side of Nagisa cuddling the little pup while curled up over his bed. Yet, the more he thought about it the less strange it was, and the more he felt like he should have known from the start.

        A warm smile appearing on his lips he tip toed closer, almost feeling bad to wake them up, and sat on the side of the bed, fingers tenderly caressing Nagisa’s long hair and passing over his cheek.

       “I’m home, Nagisa-kun” he whispered tenderly, wondering if he would wake up with that, or if he should maybe lie down as well and enjoy some laziness together.

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Hair falling loosely over his face, Nagisa crouched to check underneath the coffee table in the living room. He’d been left on petsitting duty while Hiyori had gone out to pick something up. Jun and Ibara likewise were out of the house. As Nagisa had been fetching a glass of water, the little pup that had been left to his care had disappeared.

The kitchen was pup-less, and so too, it seemed, was the living room. Getting back to his feet, Nagisa’s gaze swept around the room he stood in, indifferent to the strands of hair that continued to obscure part of his vision.

Perhpas it was how quiet the home was when he was there alone, but he soon heard the clicking of the animal’s nails on the hardwood hall in the entranceway. By the time Nagisa made it to the foot of the staircase to check the hall, he saw Bloody Mary’s waving tail disappear over the top of the staircase.

Following after her, Nagisa found himself on the second-floor landing, Bloody Mary once again nowhere in sight. Was she playing a game with Nagisa?

There were two doors ajar, his own and Hiyori’s. Had the other left the door open when he’d gone out? Peeking into his own room, Nagisa didn’t see anything out of place. Which left Hiyori’s room.

Upon nudging the door open, Nagisa found the little pup he’d been following curled up on top of Nagisa’s bedspread, looking up at him and whining.

Oh.

It seemed they were in agreement that Hiyori had been gone for far too long. Leaving a crack in the doorway, Nagisa joined Bloody Mary on top of Hiyori’s bed, letting her climb into his lap.

Murmuring soft words to the dog, knowing she wouldn’t understand his musings, Nagisa ended up losing the battle against his drooping eyelids and ended up curling up around Bloody Mary. The two settled down for a nap surrounded by the comforting scent of their mutually favored person.

[secondchildcomplex-blog]

Being one of the last to join the family, Hiyori is still rather distant from most of the siblings, his superiority complex at being the one from a ‘noble’ family and the probably the one to inherit the position at the multinational despite not being the eldest truly getting to his head. It was also a way for him to be able to deal with the high level expected from him... The one exception being the beautiful rose that stands out between them all~

Her presence its so warm and reassuring despite everything~ Just being able to see her pretty face and hug her made everything better. ah~ she was so much better than those rough and ill-mannered guys that he had to call brothers.

His face brightened up, the brunette being the first he saw upon returning home. Truly a blessing! A cheerful smile he threw his bag away and ran towards her, immediately capturing her in a hug and pressing his cheek against her

        “Ah~ Ruby-chan, Ruby-chan, Ruby-chan~ I had missed you sooo much, the hours of class were such a torture without you~ Did you also missed onii-chan? Of course you did, poor little you~” he started one of his monologues while squeezing her tight, now peppering her face with little kisses “What are you doing in the living room all on your own? Watching some series...”

Finally his obnoxious tone died out, purple eyes wide open at the sight of the page she was watching... what were those things?

        “R-r-r-ruby-chan??? W-what are you doing looking at this in the living room?” he panicked, quickly trying to close the page just to accidentally open some video with a moaning girl. More panic “W-wh-what if someone saw this??”

Toys

Brother’s Conflict AU with @secondchildcomplex

Ruby seems to looks rather happy while she’s in front of her laptop. A pretty innocent sight, don’t you think? For all we know she might just be streaming some funny anime online, or looking up some cool weapons again. But you’d actually be surprised once you see what’s on that’s screen

Keep reading

[secondchildcomplex-blog]

Classes sure were a thing. Whether it was a good or a bad thing Hiyori wasn’t all that sure though. For one, he liked having the chance to distract himself with something when the rest of Eden was too busy to pay him attention -which was his main reason to even get to college in the first place, considering he had no idea of what he wanted to do. At all. But for the other part, being surrounded by people and having to sit for a long period of time in the same position didn’t sat well with his status as nobility.

He sighed and stretched, appreciating the feeling of the sun over his skin and flicking his very own beautiful light green hair back slightly. The weather was good so there was no point in being annoyed! Plus, he had a shift at the flower shop~ Time to make some fun bouquets -what do you mean his job is actually as a cashier? are you asking Hiyori Tomoe to ‘serve’ others? No way.

Stretching his back gracefully, the idol stepped forward through the crowd, satisfied to see most of the people moving apart and giving him the space to move forward. Good! Maybe they understood how amazing of a person he was! He would hate having to push his way through them after all.

... was that his name being called? No, more like... a nickname. Who was it, that called him like that...?

He turned around towards the voice, trying to figure out who the person might be, but he had quite little time to actually look at her face as she was suddenly over him. Not much strength to resist the sudden attack, Hiyori stumbled and tripped over his heels, butt hitting the floor quite soon. And the girl? Lady? Was right over him, still hugging him without a care on the world.

Who the hell?

       “Hey! That’s dangerous” he commented, more worried about his clothes getting dirty than he really was about this being ‘dangerous’. It was only then that he got to properly look at those bright silver eyes.

Ah... he remembered. Wasn’t this the girl that played with him sometimes?

      “Kajika-chan?” he asked, eyes brightening up and blinking fast as his whole expression lighted up in a sparkling smile, as dazzling as the bright spring sun “It’s been so long! You look so pretty too, i love your hair like that~ Mnn, mnnn~ I’ve been doing perfectly, as expected of me~ I’m a world famous idol~ ☆ !”

May Old Acquaintance Be Remembered

The chiming of the bell signalled freedom and as much as Kajika was fascinated by her studies, she too was ready to call it a day and escape the confines of the stuffy lecture room. Dodging between the clusters of students that had stopped to converse, she made a beeline for the door and after a little bit more artful dancing to avoid bumping into someone she was out of the building.

Many students still had late afternoon classes but as that wasn’t the case for her, she made her way towards one of the many exits from the university grounds. On her way towards the exit, her silver eyes caught sight of a familiar figure. Stopping in place, the young heiress took a moment to study the individual in question and determine why it was that he triggered a feeling of familiarity within her.

Wait a minute… wasn’t that…

“HI-YO-RIN!!”

With a loud exclamation as the only warning, Kajika charged across the campus grounds and flung her arms wide to embrace her target mere seconds before they collided and toppled to the ground in a tangle of limbs. Laughing unrepentantly, she gave her captive an enthusiastic grin despite their position on the ground for she truly was happy to see him again after all this time. The young heiress could honestly not recall how long it had been since they had last seen each other but it certainly was great to known she could seen him as often as she wanted to now as it appeared he was also a student here.

“It’s so good to see you Hiyorin~ Have you been well?”

[secondchildcomplex-blog]

Ok, two more blogs to go. I’m doing plotting calls right and left bc I’m desperate to get more interactions. I’m specially looking forward to!

Other nobility (or otherwise rich) people.

People who knows about flowers! Flowers are justice!

Dog lovers. All dogs are good -even if Bloody Mary is the best.

PPL THAT WILL GO SHOPPING WITH HIM.

Hateship. I feel like he is easy to hate so feel free to do so. He won’t let you get away with it so easily though hehehe (aka he’ll try to befriend you despite anything)

Sporty people (if only to bother him about his lack of physical condition)

Also ofc enstars muses. A bit more extense wishlist is here. Ex-fine would be such a sweet time. Gimme. Just like this if anything interests you and I’ll roll at the speed of light at your IMs or discord. Open for indies too!

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ayakoris:

N-not fashionable clothes?!

Hiyori gawked at him– at the other Hiyori– and she felt her temper bristle just a little. She crossed her arms, feeling conscious of the clothes she had chosen to wear, and narrowed her eyes at him.

Geez, what pompous guy! 

Still, despite the annoyance, Hiyori felt her interest pique at the mention of idols. Not that she found them amazing or anything like that – she’d much rather pay attention to wrestlers– but she listened to her namesake enthusiastically talk about his idol group.

“I think I’d like that.” 

The words had tumbled out of her mouth before she even had a chance to think twice. Why was she suddenly interested?! She turned to look the other way as she stuttered out, “I-if you want to sing that is.”

Hiyori barely felt the glare, following the infallible policy of ignoring what wasn’t beneficial to him. It had worked so far, so there would be NO point in changing now!

Actually, she was probably dumbfounded now that she realized what an amazing person he was! She must be so ashamed not to know his name! But don’t worry little Hiyori-chan, he's a magnanimous noble!

     “Oho? That’s the right spirit Hiyori-chan~ There’s no way you’d let go to waste my noble suggestion of singing just for you!” he commented with a singsong of his voice.

Clearing his throat and humming in different tones, Hiyori brought a hand to his chest. When his mouth opened again it wasn’t to talk, but to let the words of a familiar song dance on the tip of his tongue, light green hair following the capricious movements of the wind in a way that reminisced of well planned photo sessions. His voice full of strength and his presence unwavering, he suddenly looked much less like a spoiled brat and much more like a full fledged idol.

Hiyori x2

[secondchildcomplex-blog]

~ Valentine’s Day Delivery ~

The sounds of chattering students filled the air indicating that a lesson session had ended which meant that soon he would be able to deliver the next gift on his list. Glancing downward at the colourful bouquet, he carefully analysed it to ensure that none of the blossoms had been crushed en route to the university. It wouldn’t do to hand over a damaged gift after all.

Upon lifting his gaze, Kyouya caught sight of the intended recipient and stood from the bench he had been sitting on to approach him. Host-smile in place, the bouquet was extended with a flourish and a slight bow.

“A secret admirer wanted you to have this~”

[Message]

I’m not really one for celebratin’ but Happy Valentine’s Day~

A bit stiff from being sitting for all that time without moving, Hiyori stretched his back and strutted out of the classroom, light bag with his only notebook hanging from his shoulder and elegance radiating from his cheerful smile. Even if the classroom was awful and the college was full of gloomy emotions he had to shine~ Make everyone feel happy to be alive just from seeing him! That’s a good hiyori~

It took him a moment to notice the black-haired -barely acknowledging him until he stood in his way, a charming smile directed his way.

   “If you want an autograph I will have to refuse~” he mentioned. Ibara had drilled it into his head not to do it, as it might turn into a cycle of never ending and his college life would end up being even more tortuous that it already was. The mention of a secret admired surprised him however.

Violet eyes widening at the elegant movements of the other, he accepted the bouquet in his hands.

   “I shall than you for delivering it then” he smiled softly.

Now, now, getting a bouquet of carnations was quite the nice touch, wasn’t it? If he was married he’d sure hope his spouse would remember to give him the symbolic flowers on their first anniversary, but that wasn’t the case today. The multicolor set avoiding an specific meaning -though he’d convenientely believe the great amount of red had a purpose of speaking of Love. And who WOULDN’T love Hiyori Tomoe? He was such a lovable person!

Happily, he brought the bouquet closer to his body as he started walking back home. He wanted to put these ones on water after all!

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ayakoris:

“– make sure to ask sensei what you’re missing okay? Ah and don’t forget about the paper due next week…”

She didn’t even finish her sentence by the time her classmate left– a little too eager to go and ask the teacher for help. Hiyori sighed, shoulders slacking as she mentally checked off what she had to do next. She was acing all her classes and hadn’t slept once during the course! The brunette was pretty proud – maybe she could treat herself to marathoning all of last season’s wrestling matches!

Yes, yes that would be ideal…

She was giggling to herself when her thoughts were cut short the minute someone stepped into her peripheral. Hiyori glanced up at him, her own eyes staring into his when he began to introduce himself. And wow did he ever! There was a sophisticated aura about him that reminded Hiyori of the many people her parents would introduce her to. Specifically, ones that her mother would call high class. Not to mention the way he bragged about himself…

But someone with the same name as her? She knew her name was pretty common but somehow, she didn’t think she’d meet someone…well until now. And what was that about being famous?

“I’m Hiyori Iki– future doctor Hiyori, girl Hiyori…” She opted not to say rich too. Instead she squinted at him. “World famous idol? Um sorry, but I’ve never heard of you before.” And wait, an alliance?! 

Hiyori stared down at the slightly shorter Hiyori -what a confusing set of names- eyes bright and mouth shaped as a ‘v’, posture shifting slightly as he bounced on the ball of his feet, cheerfully awaiting for the brunette to introduce herself as well. He wanted to know how amazing this other Hiyori was! Of course, it probably wouldn’t be as good as him, but not many could compare to his sheer beauty and amazing skills~ He was a noble after all!

       “Ahahaha~ That’s a go-OD HI-YO-RI!”

He said, each syllable in a slightly higher pitch, an acknowledging nod following right after

Even if the comment was unexpected Hiyori wasn’t one to let himself feel down so easily! Oh no! He had pride and unfounded optimism to spare! Lots and lots of it too~

      “I see! Studying to be a doctor is so hard so you must have failed to keep up with the modern world! It explains those not very fashionable clothes too! But that’s ok! I will gracefully teach you all you need to know!”

He put a hand on his chest and made a small bow forward, a very exaggerate yet graceful looking gesture that seemed more appropriate of an historical play than an everyday conversation.

     “You’d do well in remember my name, as well as the name of Eden for we’ll do nothing but grow more popular! Our names will surely be marked down in history as the top idol group to ever live!... ah, if only Ibara was here i could show you our fanbooks. I can, however, sing a piece for you now if you so desire~”

Hiyori x2