#I had a piece commisioned for this but it's not gonna be ready for a bit so I decided to post the chapter just add it in when it's done

[oblivious-aro]

Where the Sky Meets the Sea, Ch 3/3: Wavebreak

Summary: Rewrite of the parts of season 6 of Ninjago (Skybound) that make my blood boil. The main change is that Nya's struggles are respected, and she's allowed to yell at people. Also, Jay isn't a complete tool the whole time abs actually goes through some character development. Follows roughly the same plot line as Skybound. The parts that are unchanged are just skimmed through.

Word count: 7600

Nya grimaced at her reflection. It was slightly better now that the extra arms had been removed, but looking at herself in Nadakhan’s mother's wedding dress made her stomach tie itself in knots.

She didn't have anything against dresses, but Nya liked simple clothes. Clothes that you could easily move around and work in, not bulky restrictive skirts drowning in oversized flowers and unnecessarily showy frills. 

And wedding dresses were the apex of pointless bulky dresses. She never understood how people could be excited to wear them, even when they weren't being forced to.

The familiar feeling of her gi on her skin under the dress was a small comfort, but the reflection she saw in the mirror wasn't her. 

It moved when she moved, scowled like she scowled, but was still a complete stranger.

The whole situation was horribly surreal.

Tap tap tap!

Nya's attention was pulled from the mirror by a noise at her window. 

She looked over and saw the last person she expected to see clinging to the bars.

"Jay?" Nya rushed over to the window.

"Nya!" Jay briefly let go of the bar with one hand to wave to her. "Are you okay? Did Nadakhan hurt you?"

"I'm fine. His goons just stuck me in this stupid thing.” She gestured to the dress. “What are you doing here?"

"Uh, some combination of freeing you, rescuing our friends, and defeating Nadakhan. I haven't super worked out the details yet…but hey, we made it this far, so that's good!"

“We?”

“I put together a little rescue team of back-up ninja.” Jay grinned proudly.

At that moment, Nya spotted a brown blur in the distance being chased by three armed pirates.

“Is that Dareth?” she asked, squinting.

“Yeah…my options were kind of limited.”

Nya watched Dareth until he disappeared behind a barbershop. 

“I always forget how fast he can be with the right motivation.” She said “But please tell me you at least brought Skylor.”

“Of course I brought Skylor! Honestly Nya, I thought you said you believed in me!”

Jay planted his feet against the side of the building and gave the bars a good yank.

"It's no use." Nya said "I already tried."

"Maybe if we work together…”

Nya grabbed the bars and tried to push while Jay pulled.

"Ugh," Nya grunted "Still...won't...budge!"

"Keep...going. Maybe…it'll-AGH!"

Jay's foot slipped and he fell down the side of the building, landing in the bushes down below with a crash!

"Jay!" Nya called.

Creeeak.

The sound of the cabin door opening made Nya's heart stop. She turned to find Nadakhan floating at the entrance, leering at her.

Nya made her stance as wide as possible to block the window and smiled as innocently as she could.

"That dress suits you much better than those garish ninja robes." he said, shutting the door and setting his sword against the wall.

Nya bristled at the unwelcome compliment, but at least Nadakhan hadn't seen Jay.

"I've been watching you, you know." He continued.

"You have?" Nya wrinkled her nose.

"Yes." Nadakhan seemed oblivious to Nya's discomfort. "I've seen how you struggle, how you have to work twice as hard just to get the respect the rest of the ninja simply have. You know, if you were to marry me, all your struggling would be over. You could get your every heart's desire without having to even lift a finger. It would be a nice change of pace, would it not?"

Nya gritted her teeth. It took every fibre of willpower she had not to claw this condescending idiot's eyes out.

But as insulting as his suggestion was, she knew their best chance of beating Nadakhan was Jay's final wish, so she had to keep his attention on her and away from Jay as long as she could.

That was why she'd let herself get captured in the first place. 

She steeled herself and plastered a doe-eyed expression on her face.

"Really?" she said.

Nadakhan grinned.

"Of course. Once I marry you, I will be able to wish for anything I want, no limits, no restrictions. And naturally, I would be able to give my bride anything she desired as well…" Nadakhan's eyebrows slid up his head as he let his sentence trail off.

Nya pretended to consider what Nadakhan was saying.

"Anything I wanted? That...does sound nice."

"Excellent. The ceremony is right this way."

Nya blinked.

It was that easy? He really believed that she'd changed her mind and wanted to marry him just like that?

She quickly wiped the disbelief off her face.

"You mean we can get married today?" 

"Of course. The second I saw that temple in Djinnjago, I knew it would be the perfect location for the ceremony. I had my crew clean it from top to bottom, set out some very tasteful decorations, prepare seating, and to finish, Clancee performed a preservation ritual to keep it in pristine condition for our union."

"Oh wow," Nya looked away bashfully. "All that for me?"

Nya cringed internally. She was trying to fit the demure role Nadakhan had picked out for her in his head, but it wasn't a role that came naturally to her, and she was laying it on too thick. Nadakhan knew that she wasn't normally like this, there was no way he would fall for-

"But of course my dear," Nadakhan cooed, flying closer to Nya. "Any bride of mine deserves nothing less than the best."

Wow.

Nya had never met anyone who thought so highly of themselves. Or so little of women.

She was almost too astonished to be insulted.

"Now come," Nadakhan picked up his sword, "It is time for us to be wed."

"O-Of course," Nya turned her head towards the window. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Jay caught up in a fight with two pirates.

…Was that Captain Soto fighting by his side?

“Is something the matter?”

Nya's head snapped back to Nadakhan.

“Nothing!” she said quickly. “It's just…are you really bringing that sword to our wedding?” 

"Of course. It is tradition for a djinn king to be wed with the djinn blade.” 

“Oh well, that's not really a traditional wedding thing here in Ninjago. You should just leave it here during the ceremony.”

Nadakhan narrowed his eyes.

“For what reason would you want me to leave my djinn blade behind, little ninja?"

Panic seized Nya.

"Call me Delara." she said, surprising both herself and Nadakhan. "I just...want to be close to you. I don't want some sword, or ninja nonsense, or anything else getting in the way of…us."

That seemed to do the trick.

"Well," Nadakhan smiled as he leaned the djinn blade against the wall "I suppose I won't have any need for this once we're wed, anyway. Seeing as I will be able to simply wish for whatever we desire."

Nya forced out a shrill giggle. The sound made her slightly nauseous.

"Come Delara," Nadakhan said as he threw open the door "We have a wedding to attend, as the guests of honour!"

"Yes, and with no ninja or silly sword to get between us!" Nya said as loud as she dared, following Nadakhan to Yang's stolen temple.

She desperately hoped that Jay had gotten the message. She had Nadakhan distracted and unarmed.

The rest was up to Jay and his last wish.

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When Nya entered Yang's temple, she found it hard to believe this was the same haunted building the other ninja had told her about. 

The outside was still a bit decrepit, but the inside was so polished and pristine it almost hurt to look at.

The front entryway had been completely emptied out and filled with pews and colourful floral arrangements. An altar had been set up in between the double staircase.

The alter and pews looked too new for Yang’s temple, but Nya decided against asking where the pitates had gotten them.

Once everyone was situated, a nervous green serpentine with a peg leg read out a long passage followed by an even longer list of vows.

“...through the g-g-good times and the bad, t-t-till death so you part?” he eventually finished, pausing for an answer.

“I do.” Nadakhan smiled, savouring the triumph of the moment.

“And do y-you, Ny- I-I mean…D-D-Delara, t-t-take King N-N-Nadakhan to be your lawfully wedded husband, in s-s-sickness and in health, through s-s-sunshine and rain, whether r-r-rich or poor…”

As Clancee talked, Nya subtly turned her head to glimpse at the shut temple doors.

There was still no sign of Jay. Where on earth was he? Why hadn't he crashed the wedding to use his last wish yet? 

A worrying thought crossed Nya’s mind.

Had Jay actually figured out what that wish was going to be? He hadn't mentioned anything about it at the window…

“Erm…D-D-D-Delara?”

Nya turned back. The vows had been said, and everyone was waiting for her answer.

“Oh, um…just…just hold on for a second? I need some time to…you know…think this through…and…you know…”

Nadakhan frowned.

  “I thought you said you wanted to marry me, Delara.”

“What?” Nya smiled widely “Of course I do, I just…didn't hear…um…Clancee, was it?”

Clancee nodded nervously.

“Yeah, I didn't really hear what Clancee said. I'm afraid I got caught up daydreaming about married life. Ah, so silly of me! Do you think he could repeat himself?”

“He's asking if you want to marry me.” Nadakhan said curtly “There's no need to waste all of our time with needless repetition.”

“Oh, of course I want to marry you! We’ve clearly established that! I just…think it's important to understand exactly what I'm saying ‘yes’ to before I actually say ‘yes’, right? I mean come on, that's like clicking ‘I agree’ without actually reading all the terms and conditions. Who does that?”

There was a tense beat of silence.

Nadakhan flew closer to Nya, slowly rising into the air above her.

“Are you questioning me, Delara?”

Several audience members flinched. Clancee threw his book protectively over his head.

Nya took a panicked step back. 

Nadakhan was running out of patience, which meant she was running out of time.

What on earth could be taking Jay so-

BAM!!

The doors of the temple flew open. 

Everyone in the audience turned their heads.

Standing in the doorway was Jay, Nadakhan's djinn blade in his hand. Behind him stood the back-up ninja crew, Flintlocke, and all of the previously captured ninja, armed and ready for battle.

Nya gasped with joy.

Nadakhan’s face scrunched into a mixture of shock and fury.

"What in the name of-"

"Nya! Catch!" Jay called, throwing the Djinn blade in her direction.

Nya caught it and turned to find Nadakhan scowling, having fully processed exactly what was going on. 

"You dare double cross me, Delara?" he growled, rising further into the air and glaring down at her.

Nya glared right back at him.

"My name," she said "Is Nya!"

She grabbed the skirt of the wedding dress with her free hand and in one swift motion, sliced it off with the djinn blade.

Nadakhan looked as though he’d been slapped with a cast iron skillet.

Nya only savoured his expression for a moment before hurling the severed skirt in his face.

"Gah!" Nadakhan struggled hopelessly under the frilly fabric.

Nya yelled and swung her blade, but Nadakhan teleported away just before it made contact, the wedding skirt drifting to the ground in a lacey heap.

Nya’s head darted all over the temple, searching for where Nadakhan was going to pop back up.

Poof!

Everyone turned to the front of the temple where an angry Nadakhan glowered at the crowd below.

“What are you all standing around for?” He spat “Seize the ninja!”

Pulled out of their stupor by Nadakhan's command, every pirate stood up and drew their weapon.

The ninja squared up, ready to defend themselves. 

“STAND DOWN!”

The booming voice made everyone freeze.

Dogshank stood up from her seat in the front row, her expression daring anyone to question her.

“Dogshank!?” Nadakhan’s eyes were nearly bulging out of his head “What is the meaning of-”

“Flintlocke was right!” Dogshank turned to the rest of the audience, “Nadakhan's no captain! He never cared about Djinnjago or any of us!”

She turned back to Nadakhan, her beady eyes narrowed.

“You may have given me great strength, but you took away my beauty and made me believe that meant I had nothing to offer! For the longest time, I really thought that was true. I thought my ugliness made me worthless, that no one would want me. That's why I joined your crew, because I thought this was the only place I could go. But when Flintlocke spoke out, he made me think about exactly who was benefiting from those ideas in my head!”

Dogshank gestured to the audience.

“You took everything from all of us and convinced us to keep giving you more! You’re nothing but a slimy snake and a coward!”

As Dogshank finished speaking, the pirates in the audience looked at each other anxiously, unsure what was happening or what to do next. 

“Sh-sh-she’s right, captain!” 

No one expected Clancee to be the first one to speak, but there he was, looking up at Nadakhan with uncharacteristic determination in his posture. 

“I’ve never liked the way you’ve always t-t-treated us. You’re nothing but a big b-b-bully!”

Clancee flinched when Nadakhan turned his seething glare on him, but he didn't hide under his book.

“To think, after everything I've given this crew,” Nadakhan spoke through clenched teeth, “That you would have the gall to turn your backs on your captain! I used my power to give you Djinjago! I have been nothing but generous! But…” 

Ndakhan’s voice grew dangerously quiet.

“Perhaps you’ve all forgotten how easily my gifts can be taken away. I may not have infinite wishes, but I am still a powerful djinn king who is not to be trifled with!”

Nadakhan punctuated his statement by opening his fists to reveal four bright balls of green fire.

On the opposite end of the front row, Doubloon stood up and drew his cutlass. He looked at Dogshank and his happy face turned to the angry side challengingly. 

Money Wretch climbed onto Doubloon's shoulder and started screeching.

“At least some of you still have functioning brains.” Nadakhan huffed. 

He thrust out his arm authoritatively.

“Those of you that are still loyal to your captain, take care of these interlopers and ingrates!”

With a puff of orange smoke, Nadakhan was gone.

“Ninja!” Lloyd yelled “Follow Nadakhan!”

“Back-up ninja!” Jay yelled “Keep Nadakhan’s crew busy!”

Lloyd, Kai, Zane, and Cole ran out the door as about two thirds of the audience launched out of their seats.

The remaining third of the audience tried to fight back, but it wasn’t long until the Nadakhan loyalists spilled out into the isle and surrounded Nya and Jay.

Nya raised the djinn blade, ready to fight, but before she could get a single swing in, all of the pirates were knocked out by Skylor and Ronin.

Soto and the police commissioner similarly helped Jay. Dareth cheered then all on from his hiding spot under a pew.

“We’ll handle these creeps,” Skylor said, kicking away another pirate “You two go after Nadakhan!”

Nya looked over her shoulder.

Dogshank was locked in a heated battle with Doubloon by the altar. She was able to block his blows with her thick arm guards, but Doubloon was nimble and kept dodging her comparatively slow punches.

“But what about-

“We’ve got things handled here!” Ronin whacked the pirate he was fighting in the head and turned to Nya “You belong out there, saving Ninjago with your friends. It's kind of your thing, isn't it?”

“Ay! I’ve been itching to knock some o’ Nadakhan’s goon’s heads for years!” Soto declared as he tripped a passing pirate with his peg leg. “Just make sure to give the ol’ captain one for me, eh?”

“You got it.” Nya nodded “Hey Skylor, before I go…” 

She held her hand up to Skylor.

Grinning, Skylor gave Nya a high-five, their hands glowing amber when they touched.

“Much appreciated.” Skylor said as she  summoned a giant ball of water and lobbed it at a group of loyalists who were trying to sneak up on Dogshank.

“Go Skylor!” Jay cheered “C’mon Nya, we gotta move!”

Just as the two of them made it to the door, three pirates jumped in front of them, blocking the path to the exit.

Nya swung the djinn blade. When the sword struck the pirates, they shrank into balls of light and flew into the jewel on the hilt.

“Wait, you can just hit people with the sword to trap them?” Nya asked incredulously “Why does Nadakhan even bother with the whole three wishes then?”

“That’s what I'm saying!” Jay said before a pirate jumped on his back. He quickly pushed her off and followed Nya outside.

“Where'd that slippery djinn go?” Nya growled as she and Jay caught up with the others.

“There! Up there!” Cole pointed.

Nadakhan could just be made out floating by a line of maple trees on a distant island, high above the one the ninja were currently on.

“Ugh, how are we supposed to get all the way up there?” Kai groaned.

“I do have one idea,” Jay said “But it's kind of crazy.”

“This whole situation is kind of crazy.” Lloyd said “It'll fit right in.”

“We jump across those!”

Jay thrust his hand towards the numerous mine bombs floating in the air between the islands.

There was a beat of silence.

“You…do know those explode when you touch them, right?” Cole asked Jay.

“Well, I personally oversaw Monkey Wretch’s design and construction of those mines,” Flintlocke said “They’re only meant to go off when something big hits them, so I reckon they’re actually pretty safe to jump across.”

“And exactly how confident are we in that?” Kai raised a sceptical eyebrow at Flintlocke.

“According to Pixal,” Zane's eyes lit up as he spoke, “Those explosives are designed to detonate from the impact of an enemy airship, so they should be durable enough to withstand a much smaller impact, such as a single person landing on them. Most likely, anyway.”

“Good enough for me!” Nya declared, running to the edge of the island and taking a leap.

She landed on the closest mine. It wobbled a little, but it didn't explode. 

The group let out a collective sigh of relief.

Confident that the mines weren't going to blow her up, Nya jumped to the next mine without hesitation. And then the next one.

“Hey!” Jay called “Wait up!”

He jumped on the mines after Nya. The others followed right behind him.

Bang! Bang!

The ninja turned back to Yang's temple.

A few pirates had managed to slip past the back-up ninja, and were shooting at the ninja with pistols.

“That's not good…” Cole said, eying the mines floating all around them.

“Just keep moving!” Lloyd commanded.

Nya hadn't stopped in the first place.

Between dodging bullets, the drifting of the mines, and the fact that only one person could fit on one at a time, the ninja were progressing towards Nadakhan's island at vastly different rates.

Nya and Jay got pretty far ahead of the group and were the first ones to land on the island.

Nadakhan was waiting for them when they arrived, armed with a slightly weathered cutlass.

“Foolish girl,” Nadalhan gritted his teeth. “I offer you nothing less than infinite wishes, and yet you still insist on being a thorn in my side!”

“Oh I've got something bigger than a thorn for your side!”

Nya charged.

Nadakhan parried her blade with his cutlass. He sliced back at Nya, but she quickly moved behind her sword to block his strike.

Nya was quickly back on the offensive, striking hard and fast.

Nadakhan growled in annoyance, but he deftly countered her every blow.

They continued back and forth like this, the battle so heated sparks seemed to fly from their weapons.

One by one, the others arrived. Once they landed on the island, they stood by Jay, entranced by the fierce dual.

The energy between the combatants was intense. No one dared to interfere.

Finally, Nya spotted an opening and swung, but Nadakhan teleported away at the last second, the djinn blade slicing through orange smoke. 

“Ugh! Where'd that slimeball run to now?” Nya growled, panting as her head darted back and forth searchingly.

Nya didn't see the swirl of orange smoke directly behind her. 

She didn't see Nadakhan suddenly appear with a maniacal grin on his face. 

She didn't see his cutlass raised above her, ready to strike.

“Nya look out!” Jay cried.

Nya looked obliviously into Jay's eyes.

Nadakhan swung.

Bang!

Splat!

“Gah!”

The cutlass dropped to the ground with a clatter.

Nya turned and gasped as Nadakhan dazedly staggered to the ground, a yellowish green stain splattered across his chest.

Everyone's heads snapped to where the bang had come from.

Flintlocke stood with his arm held out in a firing pose, a thin stream of smoke trailing from his pistol.

“I found a strange vial on the floor when I had to clean Nadakhan's cabin.” he said “I had a feeling it was the tiger widow's venom.”

“Nice shot!” Cole cheered “But I thought Lloyd's wish made it so you couldn't aim properly anymore.”

“I can’t.” Flintlocke blew the smoke from his pistol “That's why I aimed for your Delara look-alike. Nya, was it?”

“You what?!” Kai’s eyebrows nearly flew off his head. “You're telling me you aimed the deadly spider venom at my-”

“We don't have time for this!” Lloyd cut in, “Jay, you need to make your wish now!”

“I- what!?”

“Lloyd's right Jay,” Zane said “Nadakhan will overcome the effects of the venom in less than a minute! This is your only chance to make a wish without him teleporting away!” 

“I…uh…” Jay stammered “I wish…I-I wish…”

This was bad. After all this time, Jay still hadn’t figured out a wish that would stop Nadakhan. They didn’t have any more venom, so Zane was right about this being their best and possibly only chance.

But Jay couldn’t think of anything!

He was going to let everyone down in the final hour…he really was useless after-

No! It wasn’t over yet!

Jay didn’t want to give up. He was done with giving up.

He still had time! He could still think of something…

‘The wish has to come from the heart!’

As Lloyd’s words played in Jay’s head, his eyes fell on Nya.

Jay stopped thinking and listened to his heart.

“I wish for Nya to have my last wish!”

Nadakhan was too dazed to even utter his catchphrase as the sparkles of wish magic swirled around him.

“What?!” Nya looked between Nadakhan and Jay with a mixture of panic and confusion. “But Jay, I don’t think-”

“Don’t think!” Jay interrupted “Remember what old-Lloyd said! The wish needs to come from the heart! Don’t focus on trying to beat Nadakhan, just wish for whatever your heart’s telling you to wish for!”

The hesitancy on Nya’s face only lingered for a moment before morphing into her signature look of stubborn determination. 

“I wish…”

Nya took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

“I wish I wasn't wearing this stupid wedding dress!”

“What!?” Nadakhan said as he once again let out a burst of orange sparkles.

The wish magic swirled around Nya.

Her shredded top faded away, leaving Nya standing once again in her maroon ninja gi.

No one moved. The wind rustled gently through the trees, but outside of that the world seemed to stand still.

“You…you imbecile!”

Nadakhan picked himself off of the ground. As his strength slowly returned he ambled over to Nya, his face contorted with rage.

“You had me at the tip of your knife just now! You could have wished for anything…anything in the world! I am just about set to become the most powerful being in all the realm, and your main concern is your clothes?! Foolish ninja!” Nadakhan turned to Jay “I can’t believe even someone like you could’ve been so wasteful! Giving up your last wish to some vain little gir-”

Shwink!

Nya hit Nadakhan with the djinn blade.

His body shrank into a sparkling orb.

The orb circled around Nya, then disappeared into the gem on the sword's hilt.

It was over. Nadakhan was finally defeated.

Nya panted and stared at the djinn blade, her eyes drifting from the gem to her reflection in the polished metal.

The image was distorted and bits of hair were stuck to her sweaty face, but a strong sense of satisfaction washed over Nya.

She looked like herself again.

“You did it sis!”

Nya was pulled from her thoughts by a tackle hug from Kai, which she returned enthusiastically.

“It’s so good to see you again,” Nya looked at the other ninja “All of you.”

“Likewise.” Lloyd smiled.

“Most impressive Nya.” Zane said ”But, if I may ask, why did you use your last wish like that?” 

“Nadakhan's a master of twisting wishes to his advantage. The only way to win against that creep was to not play his game.” Nya grinned slyly “But I figured it would really mess with his ego if someone made a wish he wasn't expecting, and in those extra few seconds he was ranting, I remembered another very obvious solution.”

Nya gestured to the djinn blade before sheathing behind her back. 

“Also I really didn't want to be in that awful dress anymore. Nadakhan's mother had a terrible fashion sense, and a her waist was definately smaller than mine.” 

Everyone started to laugh, but the celebration was cut short when the ground started to shake. 

“What's happening?” Cole asked.

“It seems that with Nadakhan gone,” Zane explained as he struggled to keep his balance, “There's no longer anything to hold up the- AHH!”

The other ninja screamed along with Zane as the ground fell away beneath them, sending everyone into a floating free fall.

“Ninja quick!” Lloyd shouted “Call your dragons!”

Four elemental dragons flashed into existence and flew into the air. 

Nya didn't summon her dragon. She'd noticed Jay was in trouble.

When they started falling, Jay had wound up in a midair spin that made it hard for him to get his bearings.

“Ahhhh!” he screamed, his panicked flailing not helping the situation.

Nya kicked and dove until she was right next to Jay, then reached out and grabbed his arms, steadying him.

Despite the fact that he was no longer spinning, Jay still continued to scream.

“Ahhhhhhhhh-”

“Jay!” Nya barked, shifting his attention from his predicament to her voice, “You need to focus and summon your dragon!”

“D-Dragon? Right, y-yeah. C'mon dragon…”

Jay's voice was unsteady, and his grip on Nya's sleeves was tight.

It didn't take a genius to figure out Jay was too panicked to summon his dragon.

“Come on!” Nya said more gently “You can do this! We'll do it together!”

Jay looked into Nya's eyes. Her words seemed to calm him down. 

A tiny bit, anyway. 

It would have to do. 

“One…two…three!”

Jay and Nya simultaneously manifested their dragons. 

Kah-Krakk!

The other ninja watched in awe as a giant elemental dragon rose into the air above them, both Nya and Jay on its back. 

The dragon was a strikingly bright blue, with an even brighter blue energy flowing between its scales. Each thunderous beat of its mighty wings filled the air with a sprinkle of raindrops and sparks.

“Woah!” Nya exclaimed.

“Did we do that?” Jay asked, suddenly full of confidence.

“I think so, but I'm not really sure what we did.“

The other ninja flew up to Nya and Jay's level.

“Did you two just make some kind of fusion dragon?” Cole asked.

“That’s awesome!” Kai beamed.

“Ahhhhhh!”

The fearful noise pulled the ninja's attention from the new dragon.

Two pirates were huddled together on a small piece of land, screaming as it plummeted towards the earth.

Lloyd zoomed towards the pair. His dragon stopped just below the little island, flapping its wings rhythmically to keep in place.

“Hop on!” Lloyd yelled.

The pirates gave each other a quick glance before running to the edge of the island and jumping on the dragon behind Lloyd.

“We have to help the other pirates!” Lloyd called to the others.

“But there's only so much room on our dragons!” Kai said “Even with Jay and Nya’s new giant dragon, there's no way we can carry all the pirates to safety!”

“I got plenty of room over here!”

The ninja turned at the voice and saw Misfortune's Keep approaching. They instinctively prepared themselves for conflict, but then noticed Flintlocke smiling at the bow, Dogshank behind him at the wheel. 

“I may not be able to shoot the broad side of a barn,” he said “But I sure as sugar can still steer a ship! I’ve got my crew patrolling around on their own vessels too, so just drop our people off with them and they can unload them here on The Keep!”

“Roger that!” Lloyd saluted before turning back to the group “Listen up everyone! Djinnjago was made by pulling chunks of land directly up into the sky, so that means these falling rocks are headed right for the city! Cole! Zane! You two head down and help everyone evacuate! Everyone else, round up the stranded pirates! Ninja go!”

“Ninja go!” the other ninja repeated before heading off in the appropriate direction.

Kai had to hold on to his hood as the hydroelectric dragon sped past him. It was much faster than any of the other elemental dragons.

Jay and Nya stopped by a falling coffee shop to pick up a group of five pirates.

After some flying around, they found one of the patrol ships Flintlocke had mentioned.

As they were transferring the rescuees from the dragon to the ship, an eerie shadow fell over the group.

They looked up and saw that an island the size of a whale was plummeting straight towards them.

“Oh man,” Nya's eyes widened “That's gonna do a lot of damage when it hits the ground.”

“Forget the ground, what about us?” Jay shrieked “We gotta-”

The hydroelectric dragon suddenly threw its head back.

“Hey!” Jay cried “What's this crazy dragon-” 

He was cut off by a deafening crackle as the dragon opened its mouth and let out a stream of black sparking clouds.

The stream quickly grew into a mass of clouds that was big enough to block out the falling island above them.

The clouds warbled as the island crashed into them, but to everyone's surprise, the island didn't fall through.

It simply sat there, nestled above the group in the giant black clouds.

A soft drizzle began to fall on the ninja and pirates. 

“Are those storm clouds?” Nya asked.

“I think so,” Jay said, wiping rain off of his face “But how are they holding up the island?” 

“It's not just your dragon's clouds,” the pirate piloting the patrol ship said “Look!”

She pointed to a smaller island in the distance that was sitting in a thick cluster of white clouds.

“My wish!” Nya's eyes lit up “Remember? During our battle with Nadakhan, I used my third wish to make it so the clouds would catch us!”

“Guess you've saved us with your wishes twice now!” Jay laughed “Now let's go catch the other islands!”

Lloyd and Kai helped gathered the remainder of Nadakhan's crew while Nya and Jay used their dragon's storm cloud breath to catch as many falling islands as they could.

They missed a few of the smaller islands, but Cole and Zane were there to protect the Ninjago citizens when the islands crashed into the city below.

The city ended up suffering a fair bit of property damage, but thanks to the city's incredibly efficient evacuation protocols, there were no major injuries.

It was far from the worst catastrophe Ninjago City had faced. 

Once the dust had settled, Doubloon and Monkey Wretch approached Flintlocke and Dogshank, their heads hung low.

Flintlocke and Dogshank nodded at each other in mutual agreement before Flintlocke walked over to Doubloon and patted him on the back. 

“I'd be a real hypocrite if I was mad at you two for being manipulated by Nadakhan.” He said “I think we all deserve a chance to decide where our loyalties are without him looming over our shoulders. In fact, after things settle down a bit, I'm gonna have a chat with Jay about getting the rest of our people out of that magic sword.”

Doubloon's face turned to the happy side.

The chunks of Ninjago City caught in the clouds were still stuck up in the sky, but maintaining their elemental dragons for the entire rescue had taken its toll on the ninja, especially Jay and Nya. The townsfolk were very understanding when they decided to wait until tomorrow to figure out how to get them down safely, even if that meant they'd have to wait a bit longer to go to their favourite coffee shops. 

But tonight wasn't about despairing over caffeine withdrawals, tonight was for celebrating!

As the sun set, Ninjago City was filled with coloured lights and joyous shouts. A city-wide party was held to celebrate the defeat of Nadakhan.

Luckily, the ninja's favourite karaoke juice bar was still intact on the ground, so they had the perfect place to celebrate.

After nearly two straight hours of singing her lungs out, Nya had stepped out onto the veranda for a break. 

Partying with the group was great, but it was nice to just take a quiet minute to look at Ninjago City, one again at peace, even if it was missing a few pieces.

"Nice night, isn't it?"

Nya turned to see Jay approaching with two drinks in his hands. He held one out for Nya.

“Mango? I got you a purple crazy straw and a little umbrella.” 

“You don't need a crazy straw to sell me on mango.” Nya smiled as she accepted the plastic cup.

“You deserve it after saving all of Ninjago.” Jay took a sip of his lemonade. “I gotta say, that’s not at all how I thought you’d use the wish, but I’m still pretty glad I gave it to you.”

Nya swirled her cup uneasily.

"Look Jay," she said "I appreciate you giving me your last wish, but it doesn't change anything. We still aren't going to happen."

"Wait, what?" Jay’s eyes went wide "Oh! No no no no no, that wasn't my intention at all! Did you seriously think I'd use my wish to try and manipulate you romantically?"

Nya raised an eyebrow.

"Okay, that's…” Jay rubbed the back of his neck “Actually a pretty fair assumption, I guess." 

"Why did you give me the wish then?” Nya asked, “My best idea at the lighthouse was summoning The Great Devourer."

"Yeah…I am glad you didn't do that."

Jay took a long drink of his lemonade while he thought about Nya's question.

"Well, Lloyd said to wish from the heart, and giving you the wish was what my heart was telling me to do. I've been making so many mistakes lately, especially when it comes to wishes. But you..." Jay looked Nya directly in the eye "It seems like no matter how challenging a situation you get thrown into, you always manage to rise above and come out on top. I knew that you'd find a way to stop Nadakhan, even if I couldn't."

The corners of Nya's lips scrunched slightly.

"I'm not trying to flirt with you! I swear!" Jay said quickly.

"I...yeah, I know.” Nya fiddled with her straw “It's just..."

"You don't trust me." Jay hoped the hurt didn't show in his voice.

"I do! I mean, I trust you with my life, and I trust you to always have my back, but..." Nya bit her lip.

"Yeah, I get it." Jay rubbed the back of his neck "I screwed things up pretty badly the last time you trusted me, huh?”

Jay's words hung in the air as the two of them watched a group of pedestrians go by, singing boisterously at the top of their lungs.

"For what it's worth,” Nya didn't take her eyes off the crowd, “You were an alright boyfriend back then. Which is commendable, since I was a pretty bad girlfriend."

"What? Come on, don't be like that. You were a perfect girlfriend!"

"Jay, I left you for a roomba. And I flirted with Cole while we were still dating. Ugh, I honestly don't even know why I did that. I don't even like Cole like that, nothing about that situation made any sen-"

"You flirted with Cole while we were still together!?"

"You didn't know that?"

"No!"

"Then why did you attack him when Pixal said we were the perfect match?"

"...It...erm...has come to my attention recently that I...may not be the most...secure person in the world...sometimes."

Jay felt a part of him deep inside screaming in terror as he said those words, but he knew they were words that he needed to say. 

He needed to stop hiding.

"Oh, you think so?" Nya grinned, but her smile fell when she looked at Jay's face and realized how serious he was.

Jay took a deep breath. The noise of the celebrating crowd slowly faded in the distance.

“It's just…you guys are the best friends I've ever had, and I know it's sappy, but I don't want to lose any of you, and sometimes there's a part of me that scared if you guys knew the real me, the weird me who's afraid and messes up all the time, you wouldn't like me anymore.”

Jay took a quick drink of his lemonade to help with his dry mouth.

“I guess Nadakhan took advantage of that. He used my…I let him use my insecurities to control me. And then I tried to hide it like I hide everything else I don't like about myself. I guess a scaly tail and fangs weren't the only thing I needed to stop hiding to live up to my true potential, huh?”

Jay chuckled.

“But seriously,” he quickly sobered, “It was selfish how I tried to use you to feel better about myself.”

Jay looked back up at Nya.

"Speaking of, there's something else that's come to my attention. About you.”

“About me?” Nya raised an eyebrow.

Jay nodded.

“You have to face a lot of challenges that the rest of us don't, and we don't really help you with that stuff. I don't really help you with that stuff.”

“Oh, you mean what I said at the lighthouse…” Nya looked away bashfully “Look, I didn’t mean to lose my cool like that. There was just so much going on, and I was exhausted, and-”

“But you meant everything you said, didn't you?”

Nya looked back at Jay.

“You get brushed off a lot don't you? And not just by bad guys and sleazy reporters, but by us, the people who're supposed to be your friends. I love how strong you are, we all do, but that strength shouldn't have to come from having to carry things on your own. That sucks. We suck for doing that to you.” 

Nya was silent the whole time Jay talked. He couldn't read her expression, but he decided to just keep going.

“I know I broke your trust in a really big way, but I really mean what I'm about to say: from this point on, I'm going to make sure you aren't going through your problems alone anymore. I won’t show up to those PSA shoots if you don’t get called too, I'll hold down those sexist producers so you can punch them, I'll..I'll tell those interviewers I'm dating Cole so they'll stop bugging you about that stupid love triangle thing!"

Nya let out a snort that almost made Jay fall over the railing.

"Uh, I feel like Cole might take issue with that plan," she said "But…thanks Jay."

Despite the smile on her face, Jay noticed Nya's tone sounded a little forced.

"It's okay if you don't believe me right now. I know you've got good reason to not have faith in people having your back, especially me. But I-I really do mean everything I just said. About trying to be better. I really do want to start being there for you. If, you know, you're okay with that…”

Having said everything he had to say, Jay’s eyes fell to his half-drunken lemonade.

He couldn't recall the last time he'd been so open and serious. It was cathartic, but also terrifying.

What happened next wouldn't be up to him. 

It was up to Nya.

All Jay could do was wait.

“Hey,” Nya said after a few beats.

Jay looked at her.

Nya held her fist up to Jay.

He smiled and bumped his fist against hers.

Once they pulled their fists away, Nya took a sip of her juice.

The sweet taste of mango hit her like a rainbow after a storm. 

It had been a long time since she'd had a mango juice. She'd forgotten how refreshing they were. 

"There you two are!" 

Jay and Nya turned to see Kai’s head sticking out the door.

“You gotta come inside!” he said “Zane made this giant drawing of Nadakhan, and we're all throwing shurikens at it!"

"Oh I gotta get in on this!" Nya smiled deviously as she moved to follow Kai inside. 

She stopped at the door and turned to Jay. 

"You coming? If your time as Nadakhan's prisoner was anything like mine, I'm sure you want to throw sharp things at that stupid face as much as I do."

Jay smiled and followed Nya inside.

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"Boom! Take that sucka!" Kai yelled as he threw his fourth shuriken. 

The other ninja cheered as it sunk into the Nadakan drawing's previously only shuriken-free arm.

“Whew! You got him Kai!” Cole slurred, nearly falling off his stool as he raised his cup. “That's all his legs!”

"I think that's enough juice for you." Zane said, taking Cole's cup from him.

 Lloyd, Nya, and Jay clapped as Kai pulled his shurikens out of the drawing.

"For you sis," Kai mocked bowed as he offered them to Nya "If anyone deserves this, it's you. After being forced to wear that horrendous dress."

"Why Kai, you shouldn't have." Nya returned Kai's bow as she accepted the shurikens.

Jay held out his hand, and Nya gave him her drink to hold. 

The ninja watched in eager anticipation as Nya held her hand back and carefully aimed, before flinging two shurikens at the drawing.

Thinck!

Thuck!

The loudest cheer of the night rang out as Nya's shurikens landed in both of Nadakhan's eyes.

"Excellent precision, Nya." Zane remarked once the whooping had finally died down.

"Thank you Zane." Nya grinned proudly “I've been wanting to do that for a while, and with Nadakhan trapped in the djinn blade, I was worried I’d never get to.” 

She held her remaining two shurikens out to Jay.

"I imagine you want a turn." she smiled.

Jay blinked.

He's seen that smile. He knew that smile.

Her face was less wrinkled and her hair was shorter, but there was no mistaking it.

Nya was smiling the exact same way she had been in the vision Jay had seen in the maze.

After everything that had happened and how much he’d thought about that smile, there was no way Jay could mistake it.

What did it mean?

"Hey Jay," Nya's smile morphed into a concerned look and the spell was broken "You all good in there?"

"Huh?" Jay said "Oh yeah, I'm good. I'm just…glad we're all together again, you know?"

"You can say that again," Kai draped his arms over Nya and Jay's shoulders "Now take those shurikens and dish out some payback on Nadakhan already!"

"With pleasure!" Jay traded the two drinks he was holding for Nya’s shurikens. "But you know, it's not really Nadakhan I'm getting payback on, it's more like Nada-drawn."

Everyone in the room groaned.

"As the maker of this drawing," Zane said flatly "I would like to request that you do not call it that."

"Fine then." Jay crossed his arms poutily. "Be no fun."

"It's good to have you back, Jay." Lloyd said.

"It's good to be back. Now take this!"

Jay tossed his shurikens.

Zip!

Thunk!

One of Jay's shurikens sailed right out an open window, and the other right through Cole's head into the wall behind him. 

Everyone turned and gawked at Jay.

"Um…whoops. Sorry everyone, my bad." he said, gesturing to his eye patch. "Forgot that my depth perception's kind of out of whack."

There was a beat of silence before all the ninja burst out laughing.

"That's not funny!” Cole protested “Jay could've killed me if I wasn't already..." 

But even he couldn't keep his face straight for very long.

Everyone continued to laugh hysterically for a while, some combination of the hilarity of Jay's blunder and the relief that they'd all made it out of the Nadakhan situation okay fueling the mood.

Jay finished getting all his laughter out before everyone else, and turned to look at Nya.

After wiping away a tear, Nya looked back at Jay and smiled.

It's that same smile again. Jay still wasn't sure what it meant, but he had a feeling it was something good.

He smiled back at her.

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[housamo-side-blog-2]

Sick Day

{Harumo’s room}

The Sun rises to the world of Tokyo,dark areas illuminated, the greens and living beings, everyone in the world of the unknown,And speaking of unknown, in one of the dorms rooms of Shinjuku Academy lies a young chubby boy with hundreds of simps [literally] lay dormant in his room resting from all the fighting and all nighters they do because everyday is a new huge event for him, The curtains sway lightly as the wind  passes through,the room begins to bring color as the rising run brings joy to some individuals, There the chubby hero name Harumo covered in blankets still asleep even though he was about to be late for his classes starting right........now..

Lil Salomon: Wakey-wakey master its time to get up, You’re going to be late for school again.....Master?

Your forevor close buddy familiar attempts to wake you up,however you appear  unresponsive to his pleas. But something about your silence begins to worry him.

Lil Salomon: Master!,Master!,Wake up!

Attempting to wake you up again in a panic state,circling around your blankets shaking any area to atleast make you twitch,however it doesn’t work.. This only made your butler more worried,because of the fact he can’t be seen by other people and only you can see him, he cannot go to your classmates for aid as well as his father Mr Mononobe whom can see Salomon if he has the ring,that is now in your right ring finger.

[KNOCKING OF A DOOR]

Lil Salomon:  Who could that be?!

Shiro: Harumo?,are you up!, You’re gonna be late again for class.

Lil Salomon: What Luck!... Master!, you’re friends are here to see you,Master please wake up.

He tries to wake you up again,

Lil Salomon: Ma-Master?, {Touches forehead}...ow! Oh my goodness!, Master you’re burning up! 

Harumo.....*soft groan*....

{Thud}

Ryota: Did you guys hear that?

Shiro: Yes, i did,Harumo what was that noise?

Kengo:Step aside you two.

Ryota: Kengo?, what are you doing?

Kengo: Im gonna punch that cute ass of his if he doesn’t wake up.

Shiro:Absolutely not Kengo!, You’re going to break school property!.

Lil Salomon: How am i going to tell them,,,Uhmm......Oooohhhhhh thats it!HOLD ON MASTER!

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Ryota: Wahhh!,,what the?,, 

A  piece of paper mysteriously appeared on Ryota’s shoe..

 Ryota: HELP?!

Shiro: What the?...HARUMO!,,{KNOCKING}

Shiro: Kengo break the door!

Kengo: RARRRGGHHH!

With no hesitation Kengo easily breaks the door down with his mighty kick as strong as horse’s gallop.A loud bang with a surprise for the trio waiting for them as they found themselves shocked to enter your room with you on the floor,

Ryota: Harumo!, 

Kengo:Partner what happen?!

Shiro touches your forehead.

Shiro:{Gasp} Harumo,you’re burning up! 

Ryota: Shiro, we have to bring them to the clinic 

Shiro: Kengo grab Harumo and bring them to Shennong’s clinic,Hurry!

Kengo: Right! Hold on partner! will get you to Shennong! so hang in there!

Kengo lifts you up with both hands carrying you as Kengo looks at you with a serious yet scared face followed by Shiro,whom is both running with him as he checks on your body along with Ryota, who is seen almost on the verge of tears as he looks upon his friend while hearing the soft groans as a slight displacement is enough to hurt them...

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{Kabukicho} 

In a old abandoned building in Kabukicho, a lone transient is seen sleeping on the couch, with his usual expression, though in some moments it changes to a happy one, where he could be seen smiling. i wonder what they’re dreaming about?

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{Shino”s Dream} 

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In a calm peaceful forest in Shino”s homeworld, Lays a medium sized hut with a  large window next to the entrance with a small workshop underneath it. There the chimney is seen being lit as puffs of smoke exits from it,indicating that someone is cooking...Waiking slowly to the door the gray fured therian sees.. 

Shino: Beloved,,, i have returned... 

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Harumo: Hello Shino, Welcome back! 

Shino: Yes, my dear. that smells nice,

Harumo: Well, thats because im cooking your favorite today, 

Shino:  i see, be careful with cutting with a knife dear. 

Harumo: Don’t worry, dear, im always careful. 

Shino: i should aid you in cutting the meat.

Harumo: All right, you big fluffy worry wart, 

Shino: Tha-,,i already told you, to please stop calling me that!. 

Harumo: But its cute, and you really are fluffy and big. 

Shino:{Blushes}

Harumo: Im going to pick some vegtables from the back. 

Shino: Ok dear..

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*COUGHING* 

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Shino: Harumo?.... 

His ears twitch as he went to see his dear coughing and it appears They’re trying to cover it. 

Shino: Harumo...are you ill?..

Harumo:*coughing small amounts of blood*...

Shino:.you’re not well!, you medical assistance! 

Harumo:*coughing....

Shino steps in to catch you from falling as your knees begin to gave out,,as soon as he lifts you up in his arms like a knight carrying they’re princess,

But as soon,as Shino turns back...

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Shino: {Gasp}..... NO!!!....

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{PIERCING SOUND}

An unexpected arrow,was fired as Shino’s back....

Shino: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Hunter:i’’ve found him!....

Other Hunter:There he is!,, Fire! 

Shino: Harumo!...Hold on!

Harumo:Ahhh!,,

Shino: I won’t let them harm you my beloved! 

Hunter: Fire at him! 

{Piercing sound} 

Shino: Thaaaa! 

Even with arrows sticking out of his back, Shino takes a stance in fury and readys his sword,with his paw clutched,Shino could never forgive the ones that try to harm his dearly beloved.

Other Hunter: He’s gettin ready to attack,,defend yourself! 

Shino: I WILL TEARS OFF YOUR HEADS! ..

Harumo:*Coughing*

Hunter:His coming! 

Running furiously,sword in hand and paw ready to grab the head,  Shino,,full on runs towards the two hunters in rabid speeds even though he was hit with two arrows on his back,but it seems to have no effect on him as he was about near the hunter who shot the first arrow...

Shino: YOUR HEAD!

Hunter: aHHHH!

Harumo: SHINOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Shino: Huh,,,Harumo....

Just moments away from pulling his neck, Shino heard the cries of his beloved and stopped him from taking his life,,,however hunters,,,give no mercy to their prey.....

Shino: You dispicable!

Harumo:...*coughing

With his sharp animal senses, and even more high alert, Shino spots the hunter about to stab him,. 

Harumo: NOOOOOOOOO!!!!! 

Shino:I DON’T THINK SO!

Other hunter: No! {Fires an arrow}

 Shino dodges the incoming arrow,with the unconcious hunter out of commisioned,the now calm Shino hurrys back and sweeps up and hunt continues on..

Harumo:*coughing*....

Shino: Just hold on a little longer, and we’ll be there. 

Harumo: T-thank you Shino,,,,for sparing his life..

Shino:.....

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Shino: Look, we’re nearly out,,just hold on a--

{Pierce}  

Harumo: Ahhh!!! 

Shino: Harumoooo!!!!

While near the exit of the forest,a lone hunter is seen in a firing postion,as though they have been waiting for a while and shotted an arrow hitting Harumo in they’re right side....

Shino: Harumo....Harumo!!...YOU!!!!!

As the blood of his beloved’s body spreads, 

Harumo: Ahhhhhh!!!,,,,,*Coughs blood. 

Shino tries to take down the lone hunter,,but alas,,,the hunter had shot an arrow in Shino’s chest piercing his heart...as they fall,,and slowly close they’re eyes,,,The image of his beloved covered in blood on the ground as Shino can only see the life of his beloved eye’s slowly fade away....

{WAKES UP} 

Shino: Thaaa!!!----*gasping* *sweating*....

Shino: *Gasping* I..its...its just a dream...*gasping*  

Shino:My lord.....

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{Clinic} 

Rushed to the medical clinic of Shinjuku Academy The Summoners watch in worried as they see in bed while Shennong examines your body and coming up with a diagnostic. 

Shiro: How is Harumo? Shennong..

Shennong:Its all right now,,,Harumo just got a really high fever. 

Shiro: {Gasp}

Ryota: Harumo....

Shennong: I’d say 2 days of bed rest,and Harumo will be better.,   

Shiro: Understood Shennong.  

Harumo: *soft groan* ahh...

Kengo:  partner...just relax now..

Shennong: I called Mr Mononobe, to inform him about Harumo, he should arriving soon ..oh......speak of the devil. 

{Door opens}

Mr Mononobe: Oh, so this is were you three were.  

Mr Mononobe: How’s Harumo? 

Shennong: Harumo is in bed, They just got a high fever, but he’l be fine.They just need a lot of rest.

Mr Mononobe: I see, Thank you for your work Shennong,and to you to also Shiro,Kengo and Ryota, 

Shiro: We’re just glad Harumo is going to be okay. 

Mr Mononobe: I’ll inform the other teachers about Harumo and tell them why you three are late.. 

Shiro: Understood,Thank you Mr Mononobe..

Mr Mononobe: No problem, Now you three better go to class all right. 

Kengo: Im staying to take care of Harumo!

Mr Mononobe: Now,now Takabushi, i understand that you’re worried, but Shennong can keep an eye on Harumo,, 

Shiro: Kengo we can’t do that!, 

Ryota: Im worried also for Harumo,and i want to take care of them... 

Shiro: Kengo,Ryota lets go now!

Kengo:rgghhhh!,, fine,,.....I’’ll be back for you partner!.

Ryota: Harumo..i promise im going to take care of you! 

Shennong: See you all as well, I’ll  watch over Harumo.

Shiro: Thank you Shennong. 

Shiro: ....I’ll be back to take care of you!

Kengo: Hey you’re stealing my lines!

Mr Mononobe:all right now, run along kids. 

{Door close} 

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 {Nakano Shopping Mall} 

In the mall.... 

Customer: Can i have 10 rainbow buns please! 

Customer: I’ll take 14 rainbow buns to go and can i have a soda! 

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Here in the Nakano Shopping Mall is where a very popular bun is being sold,not only for its deliciousness,but for the wide varieties of colors that represent that each a different kind of flavor, and as you can tell, from its name,the buns come into all different colors hence earning its name Rainbow Buns. sold by the shop being managed by the father of a young pink-haired chubby boy.

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Ebisu: Coming up 10 buns of Special Rainbow buns!

Employee: Hey Ebsu, where’s num#4′s order?! 

Ebisu: Oh, Coming!,

Normally its not as busy in the shop, but strangely,people have been coming in to taste and witness the popular Rainbow Buns thats been getting famous in Nakano..And hopefully Ebisu doesn’t get tired....

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2 hours later.... 

All orders that have been piling up, has now begin to disappear one by one as the customers each take of what they have ordered, feeling thirsty and tired,Ebisu goes to the terrace of the mall where it faces the calm sea...

Ebisu: Phew.......{sips tea}

Resting calmy  on a bench, he stares blankly at the tranquil sea, as it reflects the rays of the sun,and the many fishing boats moving rapidly to their fishing spots. 

Ebisu: Its so beautiful....*sigh*

Sitting on the bench,reminded him of the person who sat next to him, in comfort, 

Ebisu:......

{Memory}

Harumo: Can i sit here? 

Ebisu: .....

{End of Memory} 

He stares at his tea while remembering that said person.

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Ebisu: I wonder how Harumo is doing?...Hmm..

{Remembers Harumo sweet moments}

{Heartbeat} 

Ebisu: w..Did, my heart,,,just beat skipped a beat?.. and why is it when im remembering Harumo? 

Ebisu:.....w-w-.why do i want to see Harumo again?!, do i like them?Well offcourse i like them!, but whats this feeling that,,,that my heart is about to explode!.....Ahhhh!,..

 He scratch his head in confusion.

.Ebisu: Thaaaa,,,,C’mon Ebisu,,Do you really like Harumo as a friend or as a lover!

Employee: Hey Ebisu!,Breaks over! lets get back to work! 

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Ebisu:Thaaaa!!!,,,,, Oh,,,sorry sir!,,, 

 Employee: Get a move on, those rainbow buns aren’t gonna cook themselves!

.Ebisu: We actually bake them sir.

.Employee: Oh.,,,also, what were you shouting back there?,  

.Ebisu: What?, you heard?,, its,,,nothing,, nothing sir,, 

Employee: ......Then i why were you shouting lover then?!

Ebisu: You heard that?!,, ohhhhhh,,,,

Ebisu covers his face out of embarassment as you can tell from the tomato colored face he’s doing,, the employee, looks at him sharply into his eyes as if he wanted to tell something to him,, 

Employee: Is it about that Harumo guy you mentioned, the one that you’re inlove with?!

Ebisu: What?!,no!,,i just,,,its just that,,,

Employee: Shhhhhh,,,don’t say anymore, 

Ebisu: But...

Employee: A THAT THAT THAT THAT,,no more..

Ebisu: *Sigh*  its just that, i just,,can’t seem to stop thinking about them, it confuses me, and i don’t know if i really love them, 

Employee: You can tell them about it later after work,C’mon the customers are probably waiting.

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 {Shinjuku Cafeteria}

Lunch time,at Shinjuku Academy, Ryota is at the front of line,  

Ryota: Hey Choji!, whats special for today?.

Choji: Hello Ryota,Our main menu for today is our special Chicken Karaage and it comes with a sauce of different flavors,you could also pick which flavor of the Karaage,we have spicy,sour,sweet,savory,  flavors so take your pick. and we also have chicken soup and chicken curry...

Ryota: Karaage?!,,,,Can i have 5 sweet karaage!, 

Kengo: Hey its chicken on a menu!, I’ll take 10 of....uhh....the savory ones!

Choji and Ryota: T-t-TEN?! 

Ryota: Are you sure you can eat all of it?! 

Kengo: Hah!, i need a lot of protein for my body you know,also im going to bring these to Harumo,, i bet they’re hungry.

Choji: Come to think of it,I don’t see Harumo with you, you guys are always with them.

Ryota: Harumo is sick,,He’s got a high fever so they can’t come..

Choji: Oh no!, hope they’re feeling okay...

Choji: Its a good thing we have chicken soup on the menu,, that will help in they’re recovery,I’ll save a batch for him and you can feed it to them...

Ryota: Thanks Choji,

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Shiro: You better eat all of it Kengo! 

Kengo: Whaddya think im doing, im not going to waste chicken, and also Choji will go berserk on me. .

Moritaka: We warriors need a lot of protein to sustain our bodies,so im sure Kengo will eat everything on his plate..

Toji: Still, it will be better if you added some vegtables to your diet Takabushi. 

Kengo: Why is everyone questioning my food choices!

Ryota: Hey,how about we visit Harumo,to see if they are awake. 

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Chernobog: Is something a matter with my heroic one?

Ryota: Ahhh!, Oh,,its just you Chernobog,, don’t scare me like that!. 

Chernoog: I did not mean to frighten, you Ryota, i just heard you mention about the heroic one,, but i don’t see them.. 

Shiro: Harumo came down with a high fever

Moritaka: Might i ask Chernobog, Where is Zao?, you’re always accompanied by him.. 

Chernobog:  Zao, sneaked out of class and went mountain hiking.

Kengo: Hahaha!,Nice job Zao!

Shiro: [Pinches Kengo’s ear} 

Kengo: Ow,ow, what the heck nerd!

Ryota: How you join us in visiting them, im sure they’ll be so surprised.

Chernoog: I do wish check  Harumo’s  wellbeing...

 .Toji: I’ll also wish to pay them a visit, just to ensure they’re being taken care of, 

.Moritaka: Me too,, Having a fever is very common for me, so i want to look out for them.. 

.Ryota: Shiro,,can we??Please???

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Shiro: *Sigh* fine, I’ll go ask Mr Mononobe if we’re allowed..

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After a moment,Shiro comes back with news. 

Kengo: So, how it go? Can we see them.?

Shiro: Yep,,Mr Mononobe gave us the approval.

Kengo: Well what are we standing around for, Lets go! 

Moritaka: Lets go!

Chernobog: Wait for me Heroic one.

Ryota: Wait! im going to fetch Harumo some lunch,im sure they haven’t eaten!

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{Clinic} 

After some time, you have awoken from your pained state of slumber and scan your entire surroundings,

Harumo:W-where am i?,,,,is this Shennong”s clinic...?

Lil Salomon: Master!, {hugs them} 

Harumo: Whoah hey, Lil Salomon, what happened just now? 

Lil Salomon: You had a high fever Master,and then quickly rushed here by your friends.

Harumo: Really?!,,

Lil Salomon: Oh!,i was so worried about you, you have no idea how paniced i was when you rolled down on the floor!

Harumo: W-well, sorry to worry you ..ow!. 

Lil Salomon: Master? 

Harumo: My throat..feels like its being pierced.

{Door Opens} 

Kengo:  partner!,

Shiro: How many times do i have to tell you,to not run in the halls!

Kengo: Can it Class rep!, I have to be the first one my partner has to see!

Shiro:  Oh Thank goodness you’re awake Harumo,,.. 

Harumo: How long was i out?..

.Shiro: You were out about 2 hours now.

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Moritaka: Harumo, my friend!, 

Harumo: Well theres a fluffy cute face..

Moritaka: I--Well,,thank you for the compliement!

As soon as Toji enters,he immediately examines your forehead, to check your temperature..

Toji: huh...you’re burning up.

Chernobog: My Heroic one,

Harumo: Never seen you wore the uniform before...

Chernobog: Yes, it came to me just now,,its a miracle they found a size for me.

Shiro: Moritaka, is the towel cold? 

Chernobog: What is the purpose of this towel on you? 

Chernobog points at your towel that Moritaka checks if its cold. 

Moritaka: This is a towel that they use to cool down Harumo, we drenched it in cold water and put it on their forehead..Oh no! 

Shiro: What is it Moritaka? 

Moritaka: The water is warm now. 

Chernobog: Let me..

Chernobog summons a small cloud over the bowl of water and rained ice from it. 

Moritaka: That was amazing Chernobog, how did you do that.?

Ryota: You’re a wizard Chernobog.!

Chernobog: it is the power granted to me of being the dark lord of Bald Mountain. 

Moritaka dips the towel into the now cold water that is giving off a cold air, 

Moritaka: Its so cold!, that my hands are going to freeze, There we go! 

Harumo: Shhhhh,,,ahhhh,,,,

Chernobog: Is it too cold Harumo? 

Harumo: No,,,Its just right...

Ryota: Okay, I know you haven’t eaten in a while, so,, i packed you some delicious snacks and also Choji ask me to feed you some chicken soup.. 

Ryota places a handful of snacks comprise of chips, fruit juices and also Karaage that Choji saved for you.

Shiro:Good thinking Choji,it will surely help Harumo

Harumo: ....ow....uhm,,can you feed it to me?

Ryota: W-what?,,o-okay say ahhhhh....

Ryota takes a spoon of chicken soup ..

Harumo:Ahhhhhh,,,  Mmmmmm,,,This is delicious.. 

Chernobog: Is this a tradition when one is ill? 

Harumo: Do you want to feed me too Chernobog? 

Chernobog: I-....Well...if it aids in your recovery. then  i shall..

Ryota hands Chernobog the spoon, and gently takes a spoon of chicken soup,being cautious as to not break or drop it,by his massive fingers.

Chernobog: Say ahhhhh...

{Mmmmmm,,,,,*Gulp*} 

Chernobog: Is it to your liking? 

Harumo: It was delicious Thank you Chernobog!

A smile finally appears to your face as,, you have seen all the people that will take care of you...

Chernobog: My pleasure.. .

Harumo: ahh.....my...throat .

You hold your throat as you try to speak,,in every second you try to speak your throat feels like a burning furnace inside you.. 

Ryota: Here Harumo,,,some orange juice,,

Ryota hands you a can of  orange juice with a straw in it...and slowly sip.

You can still feel a slight sharp pierceing feeling,when you sip the orange juice,, as your tonsils are inflammed.. 

Harumo: Mmmm,,mmm,,, 

You start to feel drowsy and fatigued as you slowly lean on your backside.

Your friends can only watch you wreath in pain and sweat like you’re running a marathon, as they have seen you triump in many hard battles, and always went ahead with a fierce smile on your face, but now,,that smile is nay in the present ,for as they see infront of them is a highschool student in pain,,, 

As Ryota wipes away your sweat, he worrys more,as he looks more closely to your face, 

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Ryota: Harumo..whats wrong?!

Moritaka: Ryota move!

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Harumo:Blaaaagghhhh!!

Chernobog:Harumo! 

Shiro: Moritaka,,could you go flush Harumo’s vomit away.

Moritaka: Oof!, that is most unpleasant.

 Toji: You were:somewhat aware of that happening..

Moritaka: To tell you the truth, I’ve experienced having fevers from past years during those times and i have learned the symptoms.

Harumo: *groans*  

Shiro: Oh Harumo...

 Kengo: Partner...

{Door Opens} 

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Shennong: Whoah!,,,well this is,,uhm,,  

.Shiro: Shennong, Harumo just vommited just now, what does that mean? 

Shennong: Lets see....

Taking into account that Shennong was the military medic of the Warmongers,and you could expect that whenever training goes into the walls of Penitentia Academy, you would expect the training regime to be brutalizing.

 To the point where some trainess would even vomit out of exhaustion or go cranky, or even losing their lives to its merciful dictatorship, whereas  Shennong have seen the dark side of being a medic and as he calmly examines  

The body of the that person, he as already a prognosis. 

Shennong: Well, They’re temperature hasn’t changed, Lets just give them some rest, I’’ll have one of you take Harumo in a wheel chair, so you can get them back to their dorm,after school,because i won’t be present by that time.   

. Shiro: Understood Shennong. 

Kengo: Yeah, but whose gonna take them? 

Shiro: Well off course it should be me, 

Kengo: Huh!, who made you chief here? im going to do it. 

Ryota: Shouldn’t it be me, since im the closest to his dorm.

Moritaka: Comrades, cease yourselves, im much more qualified to do it!

Toji: I’ll have to intefere with that bold proclamation of yours Inuzuka. I swore to protect Harumo, so I’ll be escorting them, 

Ryota: No ME! 

Shiro and Kengo: ME! 

Bickering over to whom shall be entrusted to carry out the responsibility of escorting them back to their dorm, one individual angrily intervenes. 

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Chernobog: RRRR...ENOUGH!

 Everyone:.....

Harumo: {Shivering} 

Chernobog: Your bickering has cause Harumo discomfort, I’ll be the one escorting them back to their dorm room, Do i make myself clear! 

Summoners: ........Okay....

Shennong: I’’ll also have to mention that someone has to stay with them, incase they feel any pain or to replace their towel with cold water. 

The room falls into an awkward silence,An uneasy stare off, and then.

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Shiro and Kengo: I’ll be staying with them! No me! 

Ryota: NO ME! 

Moritaka and Toji: ME! 

Chernobog: RRRRRRRR.....

 Harumo: *groan*,,,guys,,,,*coughing*

As you attempt to breath out a word, you continue to cough aggresively.

Harumo: .....Guys....please.. don’t fight!.....

You released those words just before falling sleep, 

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.Shennong: Thats it!, im going to the one assigning,,,, Chernobog, you’d be the one to escort them back to their dorm and gonna spend the night with them..Do i make myself clear!      

Summoners:..Yes.. 

Shennong: Good, use that whellchair there to transport them after school,got it? 

Chernobog: Yes, i understand.

Shennong: Check if his towel is cold before  going to bed,and you will the one feeding them, i highly recommend feeding them soup, 

Shennong:That way its digestable,and if they can’t taste it,do not worry,  its normal when you have fever and after meals, have them swallow this pills,..Understand Chernobog? 

Chernobog: i understand it all. 

 Shennong: Thats good to hear, now run along kids, lunch time is over by this hour correct? 

 Shiro: Oh crap!, We have to hurry you lot! See you later Harumo.. 

After every visitor have said they’re goodbyes to them, The afternoon classes can finally resume.. 

Chernobog:.....

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[Dorm} 

Meanwhile, As the afternoon classes had begun, a lone figure slowly waiks in a  familiar room, only to discover a scene that sends chills down their spine. 

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Horkeu Kamui: Huh?,,,What the?!

Horkeu Kamui: What on earth happened here?

The worried shocked faced transient, looks inside to find it to be a total mess,as scattered pieces of wood are scattered throughout the floor,the airconditioner still open,and a stack of books,journals and other reading material spread around their study desk. 

its as if someone had broken inside, maybe someone very strong broke in and did someting to that person,  

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Horkeu Kamui: MY HERO!?.

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The screams of his worry echoes throught out the halls of the dormitory, as if a vengeful ghost is screamed in fury.. But, he does not know that his beloved hero is safely in the clinic, resting,.. 

 .But to him, he interpreted it as much more sinister, for he’d had witness the deaths of his students over and over at the hands of a certain dark lord..  

.Who will tell him that his beloved hero is just resting, and not in danger, as per everyday they are always in constant danger.  

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While,back in Nakano. 

After work....

A pink-haired chubby boy , is seen mopping away the grime and dirty water off the floor as the massive crowd did a lot of running for Ebisu. 

But he still is conflicted about a certain issue that boggles his mind.

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Ebisu:....

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.After the treasure hunt, A part of Ebisu was confronted and it did him wonders after, for as they have said they’re goodbyes after departing from each other...

Ebisu had a strange feeling, to him atleast,but for everyone to witness, its perfectly obvious that Ebisu has a thing or somehow special connection with a certain someone. 

 But for Ebisu, he is somehow confuse about what to feel about them, for he has been debating whether they like Harumo as a friend, or Love Harumo as a lover. 

For as he continues to mop away, He’s expression changes to a slightly annoyed Ebisu, as he is infact nervous to tell them, As he continues on, 

  Ebisu: ahhhhhhh!!....

Ebisu: C’mon Ebisu!,

He holds  two pudgy cheeks,

Ebisu: *Inhale* ....*exhale*.....Okay...

Ebisu: Do you like Harumo?, Ebisu?,

Ebisu: I do like them,,Do i love them? 

Ebisu: Well.....

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Employee: Listen to your feelings for once Ebisu...

Ebisu: Whaa!....Oh..sir..I didn’t know you were there..

Employee: The part about questioning yourself is only i heard..but.you should ask  those questions to the person. not yourself,.. 

Emplyee: How could will you get the answer that you want,when you already have a sure way to answer it..

The 6ft tall employee stands infront of Ebisu as if he was a fatherly figure just now. for as they and Ebisu are both Papa and Son, 

Ebisu: Sir...

Employee: Works over, so call me Papa,..Now, you’ve been acting differently ever since you returned from your voyage, Its as if you have close your scars now. 

Ebisu: Thats because during that long journey i  have learned to not feel about what people expect of me, and i have finally got my answer..But...mmm

Papa: But?...

Ebisu: But i don’t know, i...can’t make out what this feelings thats stirring up in my head...

Ebisu: I’ve already know how to not feel about people’s expectations, but why do i expect them to feel the same way that i do feel for them..

As continues to release his frustations, the tall dad figure kneels down to meet his eye level, and looks directly into to his eyes as if he wants to convey something to him.

 Papa: Ebisu,let me ask you one question...

Ebisu:....

Papa: Does Harumo expect something from you?

He puts his hands on both of Ebisu’s shoulders.. 

Ebisu:No..

 Papa: Do you expect them to feel the same way you are feeling? 

 Ebisu:No...

Papa:Then you have nothing to worry about.

Ebisu: Huh?.

Papa: Did i ever told you,that i used to have massive love interest to one person when i was your age?

Ebisu: You did?!..and what happened? 

Papa: Well, i was so confused about what my feelings for them mean to me, i couldn’t even sleep,thinking about ,,, what will they say to me?... 

Papa: I can’t stop thinking...but in the end, i mustered up all of my courage to tell them about what i feel about them,,..

 Ebisu: And?...what did they say?..

Papa, takes a moment to answer as Ebisu waits for his response.

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Papa: They said: “i love you too, but. I don’t want it to be romantic” 

Ebisu: Did you get rejected?!...

Papa: It didn’t feel as a rejection, its more like i finally got my answer..

and ever since that day.. i was satisfied with their answer..

Papa: For as i didn’t expect them to either to be my lover nor i want them to be mine. but,, the thought of them answering ,,, was enough for me...and to this day..that friend of mine,are still friends..             

.Papa: Our relationship to each other hasn’t changed back to my childhood days. and im glad it didn’t...Hahaha. 

.Papa: So, now that you heard my story, what are you going to do?...Uh..Ebisu? 

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Ebisu: Im....IM GOING TO CONFESS TO THEM!...

Papa: Whoah easy there, you gonna burn down the kitchen if you keep this up! 

Ebisu: Thank you Papa, i know what i must do!, Thank you very much!..

Papa: Your welcome.,,oh and as an added bonus, give them this here rainbow buns that i saved, for you know..when...

 Ebjisu: Wait..don’t tell you knew this was gonna happen, did you?.

 Papa: Well,. it was 50/50,but im glad you know what you need to do now..

Ebisu: Yes,,Thank you a bunch papa. i have hurry now, before the train leaves.! 

Papa: Hehehe, Go, you better reel in a good one!.

Ebisu: Yes!..    

Tightly grasping a medium box in his hand,The confident pink haired boy sprints in a hurry to catch up to the train station and soon follows his destination...Shinjuku...

Ebisu: Harumo,,if you’re gonna reject me!,its fine by me,,but i want to know your answer, and to figure that out ,i have to tell you the truth..of what i feel about you!.     

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{Shinjuku Dormitory} 

After school..in the mid afternoon.

 Chernobog prepares your wheel chair as you try to get out of bed, but sadly, the strength that pull everyday is no longer present ,as every step feels as if you’re dragging 10 pounds of weight, and every step you take,

  leaves you out of breath as you lean onto Chernobog for support, 

.Harumo:{breathing softly} 

 Chernobog:Harumo, we’ll be going back to your room now, so you can rest easy now, 

 Harumo:....W-we?...

Chernobog: Yes...

Chernobog:Per instruction, is to accompany you and that is to sleep beside you.

Harumo: ...Oh..cool...Nurse Chernobog..

Chernobog: Lets us make haste now.. Onward! 

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.And as the drama begins, the two of you slowly make your towards the dormitory so that you may sleep.

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On your way towards the exit of the school, you encounter a familiar student leaning on the side of the door frame, its as if that said person is waiting for someone in particular. 

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 Harumo: Kengo?..

Kengo: Hey partner, I’ve been ..waiting for you..

Harumo: For me?..

Kengo: Yeah...i just...i just want to guard you,make sure you both are safe, An enemy could take advantage of your fever, so i want to make sure.

Chernobog: I am mostly grateful for your intent of protecting Harumo, 

Harumo: Okay,...Lets go...

The second strongest member of the Summoners and The Dark Lord of Bald Mountain, had became your escort, its as if two alphas are protecting their King. as they keep an eye out for anyone that will attack out of the blue..

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After reaching the entrance of the dormitory,  

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Horkeu Kamui: Dark lord Chernobog!, 

Chernobog: ....

Kengo: Hey, what are you doing here Horkeu Kamui?! 

Horkeu Kamui: Harumo!, what did you do to my hero?! 

Chernobog: Calm yourself Horkeu, you misunderstand the situation.

Harumo: HorkeuKamui, calm down for a sec...

Kengo:Hey, Quit you two!, nows not the time ! 

Kengo steps in-between the two people who have a sharp gaze at each other as they look deep into each others eyes

 As if they are about to pounce at each other.. Their gaze are almost sharp daggers that pierce into each other’s soul. as Kengo becomes the peacekeeper.  

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Harumo:ENOUGH YOU TWO! {Coughing} 

As you try to scream at the top of your lungs,your voice becomes hoarse as your tonsils are inflammed,

 After that, you continue to cough aggresively as you hold your neck feeling the sharp pain of your tonsils, your sweating more and more as the two feuding have snapped to their senses. And return to your eyes as you are weaken. 

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Kengo: Partner, don’t taik, Thats you two idiots, Harumo is screaming because of you’se two keep on bickering, 

Chernobog: Harumo im sorry, i...

Horkeu Kamui: My hero, i did not intent to cause you great harm, Im sorry..

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Ebisu: Harumo...?

Trio: Huh?..

A mention of your name, the three escorts quickly turn their sights at a lone chuby figure behind you.   

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Harumo: That voice...

Ebisu slowly waiks towards to you shyly. 

Horkeu Kamui: Who are you? 

Chernobog: What business do you have with Harumo? 

Harumo: Ebisu!

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Ebisu: I’ve finally found you!

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AND THATS IT FOR PART 1 OF SICK DAY,THOGUH I WANTED TO MAKE THIS A  IN ONE POST BUT, I FELT THAT I SHOULD TURN IT INTO PARTS AND NOT MAKE IT INTO A WHOLE, HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THE STORY AND COMMENT ON WHAT YOU ALL THINK OF IT OR SEND AN ASK, EITHER WAY, AND THATS IT FOR PART 1 OF HARUMO GETTING SICK AND IT WAS HARD TO GAUGE EVERYONE’S REACTIONS TO HARUMO GETTING SICK AND HOW THEY WILL DO OR EVEN TAKE CARE OF HARUMO, OKAY, THATS ALL FOR TODAY,      THANK YOU ALL VERY MUCH. 

[delirious-and-slightly-murderous]

For the WIP ask game: please tell us something about Procrastinating Painter and exasperated but horny manager?

Hi Anon!😊 So glad you asked about this one.

So this is, at its core, a character study. 

A little tidbit of information about me: I am a master procrastinator. And not only when it comes to writing but in all aspects of my life too. I am lazy. If I can do it later, I will do it later. And I'll keep pushing it back as much as I can until I can't anymore. Thanks to this I've become a master at finishing projects with very little time and a deadline hanging like a sword of Damocles over my head. I work best under pressure. That's why I sometimes lose interest in my fics so easily. If I don't have a deadline it's very hard for me to get stuff done.

Soooooo, all this to say that one day, while I was despairing over my WIPs I started thinking about the different ways an artist or creator can deal with procrastination. And then, because every idea I get now mostly concerns or can be applied to Berlermo, I said to myself: But what if Andrés was a master procrastinator like me?

And BAM!

This thing was born. (Also I find it kinda ironic and hilarious that a character study in procrastination ended up as a WIP, don't you agree?).

So the basic idea is that Andrés is a moderately known and successful painter. He's not as successful as he could be because he's very particular and picky with his work and who he works for. So he only paints when he wants to and what he wants to. Which would be fine except that he is a procrastinator so his work is scarce.

Enter Martín, who is Andrés' best friend/agent and kinda friend with benefits. He is the one in charge of making sure Andrés gets stuff done even if the man in question does not want to. This means that Martín lives in a constant state of awe at Andrés' genius and talent, and also exasperation because of his laziness and inability to do what he's told. Also he is very much in love with Andrés and hates himself because of it.

So the fic in itself would cover the span of a month while Martín tries to get Andrés to work on an important commision for a famous gallery. From him we would see his struggle with perceived unrequited feelings for a man he feels he cannot fully come to understand. Andrés would procrastinate and we would see all his process and struggle with it. Until a couple days before the exhibition when Martín is about to kill Andrés, his genius strikes and he goes and produces a masterpiece (a masterpiece that may or may not be inspired by Martín).

So mostly it would focus on the art, the feels, the procrastination, and then the mad rush to get things done in time. (And I'd like to think I'd write it with a very oniric feel to it. Oh and also smut, so very like soulful and poetic smut. But well I don't think that's gonna happen.)

(Oh and also a happy ending where they end up confessing their feelings because I'm weak like that😁.)

So here have a snippet:

Martín started pacing and swore as he narrowly avoided walking into a bucket of bright red paint. 

The room was positively tiny and he still couldn't understand why Andrés insisted on spending all his time in it like some kind of recluse. The monastery was big enough to accommodate docens of people at one time but Andrés was happy to cram himself in the tiniest, most uncomfortable room he could find.  

He wondered how Andrés could live like that. The room was cramped, cluttered with books, canvases, sculptures and various bits of artistic trash. It looked like a museum's warehouse, if museums threw invaluable works in a warehouse without thought or care to what became of them. As he walked he deftly avoided discarded pieces of paper, empty paint tubes and old brushes. It was dirty, paint and dust covered every surface. The space not taken up by art supplies was used by a mattress on the ground shoved unceremoniously into a corner, a small coffee table and an enormous oak work table that seemed to be the centerpiece of the place.

Amongst all this chaos there stood Andrés, serene and unperturbed, unaware of his surroundings. With a brush on each hand and one clenched between his teeth. Before him a half painted canvas stretched like a vision of doom. The colors bleak and depressing. A mirage of untold horrors that sucked the life out of the area around it. The air seeming to grow heavier, dense and charged, stilted and dead. 

Martín could feel it in his bones, the emotions Andrés put into his work always expanding and resonating within him, turning him into a vessel for what Andrés couldn't say.

He was choking on an invisible weight and fought against it to unfurl his tongue from the dry cavern of his mouth and produce a sound. He knew the other man wasn't happy and that his intervention would only make things worse. But he had to shatter the looming tension before it swallowed him whole.

"Why don't you find another place. Maybe an apartment closer to the city."

Andrés didn't stop in his work but his shoulders tensed imperceptibly and the fingers of his left hand started drumming against the brush he wasn't currently using. He shook his head softly, his motions fluid and liquid. A delicate movement of silk floating in water.

"I'm not moving in with you Martín."

Martín closed his eyes, the bright hot pang in his heart a familiar caress at this point. He was like an addict, his feelings for Andrés a raging force that ravages his body and leaves him empty and aching. And still he willingly comes back for more, each time climbing higher with the knowledge that when he hits the ground it'll be more violent than before, the pieces impossible to pick up.

"That's not what I'm asking, you know it's not."

Andrés dipped his brush in a mug near his hand, washing out the dark paint, flicking the brush and creating a splatter of black bottomless dots, giving birth to a galaxy in the space that separates them.

"Don't ask things for which you know you won't like the answer."

Andrés' strokes become forceful then, the brush colliding against the canvas in an uncontrolled manner. The anger and frustration behind the movement captures Martín. He feels like a chick standing at the precipice. He can jump and take flight, taste the freedom and exhilaration of the wind rushing through his wings. Closing his eyes and diving not knowing if he's ready to fly the possibility of the deadly agonising crash a dark shadow at his back.

He was saved from having to make the choice by Andrés humming lowly in his throat.

"I love you Martín, but I'm not going to give up my life for you."

That familiar caress is back and the little chick is safely back in it's nest. The precipice dissolving and the unforgivable ground surging up to meet him, ripping him away in a manner more painful than any death. He shrugs, hunching in on himself, knowing the matter is closed and forgotten.

"Pass me my coffee." He demands, plastering a fake plastic smile on his face. While Andrés chooses to ignore the burning heat of things left unsaid that slowly melt the plastic away. Leaving behind a partially uncovered picture of a grotesque truth.

"I'm painting." Came the absent minded reply, the willful ignorance of man with a staggering lucidity of all the consequences of his actions.

Martín got up stretching legs that felt numb, forced to carry the weight of an unfathomable burden. He slowly walked towards Andrés, his steps the slow and lifeless cadence of the condemned, prolonging the inevitable in their approach to the gallows. 

He took his mug and took a long and deep sip of the liquid inside. He became aware of his mistake when Andrés turned to him with a steaming mug in his hand and a confused frown wrinkling his brow. 

Martín immediately opened his mouth, the dark paint water running down his chin like vomit, maring his shirt and staining skin and teeth. In the sickly pale light of the naked bulb, with the shadows under his eyes and the lingering hurt in his being, it made him look like a corpse throwing up thick and rotten blood.

Andrés laughed, the sound had a hysterically joyful quality to it, a discordant note in the gloominess of the room. It immediately invaded them, running through every crevice, every nook and cranny, injecting light and giving back the life that had been sucked out by the oppressing darkness.

The room changed completely, becoming bright and warm without suffering any real physical changes. It was infectious, contaging Martín and changing him from the inside out without his notice.

The rest of the afternoon was spent in a comfortable silence. And the next time Martín stopped for a visit the room felt warm and homely, cosy and welcoming. He also found that the mugs had marker scribbles on them. One read 'Martín' the other 'Paint Water'.

It put a small smile on his face.

Well Anon, it's really shitty right now and needs a lot of polishing and editing, but I hope you enjoy this and that it doesn't disappoint.☺

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Can you do a prompt for Adrienette “you stand there and accuse me, but where were YOU at the time?” Pretty plz?? Your writing is amazing!

I know it’s been forever. Ssshhh XD This was supposed to be funny, but I don’t know what happened halfway ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

“You stand there and accuse me, but where were you at thetime?” Marinette pointed her index at the blond man before her.

“I, like any normal human being, needed to go to thebathroom,” Adrien retorted. “Excuse me for having bodily functions. You, on theother hand, were talking on the phone.”

“I was talking to Cassandra Versace, only the most importantclient who’s call I had been waiting for a month,” Marinette insisted. “I toldyou to keep a look out while I went to my desk!”

“I didn’t think she would make so much damage in fiveminutes!”

They heard a small giggle and a loud groan from the floor,making the two adults turn to look at the four-year-old girl wave around thecat being in her hands. Plagg, meanwhile, was trying to release himself fromthe tiny dress the girl had squeezed him into.

“Adrien, help,” he wheezed.

“Emma, sweetie.” The man kneeled and held her hands. “We’vetalked about this: Plagg and Tikki are not dolls.”

“But he looks so pretty!” Emma said excitedly. “I want Plaggand Tikki to look pretty!”

“Speaking of, where’s Tikki?” Marinette wondered.

Just as she finished that sentence, there was sound from thecookie jar on top of the refrigerator. Peeking from it was the kwami inquestion, with splotches of blue, yellow and orange paint. Marinette quicklycovered her mouth, when a snort escaped her. Poor Tikki.

Adrien, on the other hand, had taken Plagg and was trying tofree him from the constricting piece of fabric.

“Emma,” Marinette said softly, getting down on her knees tobe closer to her daughter. “I know Tikki and Plagg are cute and small, but theyare living creatures, and you have to care for them like you would a person.”

As Emma listened, Marinette noticed her hand landing on the acrylicpaint mess on the floor. She quickly took the little girl’s hand and askedAdrien to bring her a wet towel. To which he rapidly obliged, leaving Plaggonly half free of the tiny dress.

“Does that mean I can’t play with them?” Emma pouted.

“You can play with them.” Adrien handed Marinette the towel,and she started cleaning the small hands. “But you have to be careful on howyou play with them, and ask them if they’re okay with how you play with them.You wouldn’t want to be squeezed in a dress that’s too tight for you, wouldyou?”

Marinette made grabby fingers at Emma’s stomach, making hergiggle some more.

“I wouldn’t breath.”

“No, you wouldn’t.” Marinette poked Emma’s nose. “C’mon, let’sget you cleaned up.”

It took two hours for the couple to get rid of the mess inthe living room, wash up their kwamis and get Emma to sleep. By the time theyfinished, Marinette and Adrien collapsed on their mattress, taking a breatherbefore getting ready for bed themselves.

“The paint went through the cracks of the floorboards,”Adrien deadpanned. “That’s gonna be there forever now.”

“Parenting hazards,” Marinette sighed. “At least we got mostof it.”

“Do have to admit, though, Plagg really did look like that cat’s meow.”

This time, Marinette didn’t bother to cover up her laughter.

“You would’ve kept him in that dress, if it weren’t for thefact that he can stink up your office if you didn’t.”

“Hell yeah,” Adrien chuckled. “He’s never looked fiercer.”

“You’re mean.”

“Hey, don’t think I didn’t see you laugh when you saw Tikki.”

Marinette cringed playfully. “I already got an earful forthat.”

Adrien let out a quiet laugh. “Who would’ve thought having akid would be this hard. I can’t imagine two or three.”

“Well,” Marinette swallowed, “you’re gonna have to startimagining.”

She ventured a glance to her husband, who whipped his headtowards her with wide eyes.

“Wait,” he breathed. “You don’t mean…”

Marinette bit her lip, nodding. She was about to say more,but Adrien had already grabbed her into a tight hug.

“I thought the doctor said we would have a hard time conceivingagain!” he cried into her neck.

“Apparently the treatment worked better than we expected,”she whispered, already feeling her eyes well up with tears.

Adrien pulled away to kiss her cheeks, forehead and nose,ending on her lips. His eyes just as wet as his wife’s.

“I love you so much,” he said, caressing her cheek. “I can’tbelieve Emma’s gonna have a little sibling!” He tensed. “Oh gosh, Emma’s gonnahave a sibling.”

Knowing where his mind was going, Marinette kissed his cheekin comfort.

“We’ll worry about that when the time comes.”

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Valerius x MC fanfic commision

Title: Or own perfect world

Pairings: Valerius x fem!MC

Summary: Slides of domestic life with half-retired consul at his vineyard with his wife, son and... something more.

Words: 1,481

Warnings: none, this is pure fluff stuff.

A few weeks passed since the harvest season brought the joy and sparkle of grape dancers and rolling barrels, the silence of the vineyard broken by the laughter and singing of the workers, the bright, pale sunlight bathing the shoulders of two dozen of people following the precious rhythm of her, the wildest and gorgeous dancer of all of them, his precious jewel, Rose.

And the best of that delicious country portrait was her, her red hair opening as a fan behind her head, and holding the hand of their little first born; he had the same untamed energy of his mother, but his eyes seemed to sparkle more calm and daydream than hers; the little boy wasn’t ready to dance in the barrels, he was too small to step on the grapes properly, but he wanted so hard to help Rose lifted them to her side and danced with him, the two creatures moving so fast the grapes juice stained their flesh and clothing but didn’t mind, they were like happy and rowdy fauns worshiping the season at the light of the afternoon.

“Are you done?” Valerius asked as they came out of the barrel, walking barefoot towards him. Finn’s hair was more than messy, the wild, dark curls resembling a nest on his tiny head. Rose smiled at her husband, nodding in silence. “Grape juice is not going to come out of the fabric easily, you know that.”

“Then I’ll have some hard time at the laundry tomorrow” she answered, shrugging. At the sight of Valerius sighing loudly, she barked a laugh and placed a hand on his shoulder. “What, afraid of a little stain?”

“It’s not just… stain…” he pointed, his eyes narrowing at his son. “You must learn to take care of your things, wear them with honor and treat them properly.”

“Yes, of course, it would be a huge loss if some… wine stains were spilled in such fancy clothing, don’t you think… consul?” she answered in a soft voice, raising an eyebrow as she stared at Valerius’s face, which started to get red. He coughed and gulped, diverting his eyes to the field, the last remains of barrels rolling into the dark cellar to rest and become, in a few months, the sweetest wine of all Vesuvia.

Winter was almost done, and by that time the little family’s issues were the need to wake up from their forced hibernation and prepare for the new season. Spring announced itself sooner than other years, with the estate’s trees and bushes exploding in little flowers and new, tender leaves.

But the spring came with a gift, one Valerius wanted to share with Finn before anyone else.

The boy was sitting at the stoop, surrounded by pieces of paper and thick pencils. On the paper, Finn had made scrawls that seemed like letters, probably in an attempt to write his own name, and he was putting so much effort the ex consul stared at him in silence, a soft smile in his lips trying to control his growing pride towards the child.

After a while he cleared his throat to call the boy’s attention. When Finn turned his head back, Valerius leaned over him.

“I see you’re a hard worker, Rovale” he used to call him by his second name, the one he choose for him when he was born. “Perhaps I’ll have to teach you to do the house accounting soon”.

Finn scratched behind his ear.

“I can barely do letters, dunno how to make numbers, papa” he answered. Valerius fought to shut a laugh and kneeled to stay at his son’s height.

“It takes time, but you’re a skilled, intelligent child. I’m sure you’ll figure it out sooner than anyone else. And besides…” he leaned towards Finn, caressing his head “You are my son, it would be a shame for our ancestors if you weren’t smart enough”.

Finn blinked at his father, waiting patiently. Valerius retracted his hand, preparing himself for what he needed to say.

“Rovale, you remember mama went a bit sick during winter, don’t you?” the child nodded. “You shall not worry about it anymore, she’s as good as she could be. And that’s because she’s not sick, but something else…”

It was so strange to him not explain straight to his own son what was happening, but the boy moved his head in demand as he replied:

“What is it? What is happening to mama?”

“Well… you know where the babies come from, don’t you? They… come from the mother’s womb, they grow up inside them for a few months and then, just like the grapes, they come out full grown and ready to become…”

“Wine?” Finn asked, raising an eyebrow in surprise. This time Valerius laughed out loud.

“No, by gods’s sake! But, in a certain way, children are as valuable as any other thing that’s made with love and effort. Children are the only thing that’s left in this world when parents are gone, and they bear all of our mistakes and triumphs, our flaws and virtues, and that’s why they’re so important.”

Finn nodded again, but his eyes had the ghost of doubt.

“I don’t get it yet, papa.”

“No, of course, I’m missing the point… What I’m trying to say is your mama is having a small… tiny child… inside her womb. Now you understand?” but Finn’s eyes just blinked, utterly confused. Valerius breathed in before claiming: “That means your mama is gonna have a son, and it means you will have a little brother.”

The grimace of his son was a complete mistery for Valerius. Finn’s eyes went wide shut, his jaw opened a half and the ex consul could almost sense his boy’s brain working at full capacity in order to get the point and process it. He never had that problem at his childhood for he was an only son, but of course he knew about the threatening, negative feelings an older brother could have towards the younger: jealousy, rage, contempt… Probably Finn felt like he was going to be the second place at his parent’s heart from now, displaced by the unborn child, and he didn’t want him to have those feelings so he hurried to point:

“It doesn’t mean mama and I are not going to love you anymore, Rovale. Some people has more than two children and yet…”

But for the first time in his life, Valerius stared at his own son waving a hand in demand of silence, just as he used to do during his time at the palace. It took him so out of his place he shut and owl blinked, confused for the yet weird face of Finn.

“So…” the boy murmured “Mama is having a baby…”

“It’s… it’s correct, my son”

“And that baby is gonna be my… little brother”

“Or sister, we can’t know until they come out”

Finn nodded and remaint silent for a few seconds, frowning. Valerius was about to tell something else but his son lifted his head and claimed:

“I’m gonna take care of that baby? I’m going to play with them all the time and share my things with them, too?”

“Well, I think…”

“And can I help you and mama to dress them and… I’m going to do the grape dance with them when we are older?”

Valerius noticed his son’s eyes sparkling in pure joy. It wasn’t anger what he was feeling, was something more, something better. He smiled in relief and nodded.

“Of course you will, Rovale, you two will do all that things… with mama and me, of course.”

“Yes! We will… we…! I’m gonna be the best big brother of all, papa, I promise! I’ll teach the baby to write and dance and all that things!”

The excitement of his little child was so contagious Valerius had a hard time trying to control himself from rolling and clapping just as Finn was doing. And the rest of the months, as Rose’s pregnancy were more and more obvious, the feverish, innocent daydreaming of the now older son built up so quickly they had to explain the babies were more fragile than anything else in this world and he had to be careful when they arrived.

The next season came, and with it the dancers returned. Valerius and Rose stared at them, she with a small bulge protected by a silk blanket to keep the newborn protected of the sun. They named him Eli, and as they were supervising the harvest, Finn walked by his mother’s side, fascinated by the small shape of his brother, so happy and glad for this new starting even Valerius, whom life seemed like a hurricane just a few years ago, found himself suddenly surrounded by such beauty and peace he thought none religious paradise could compete with his own.

(A comission asked by @valkyrie-wilsonn I hope you enjoyed it!)