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hitsuackerman · 4 years ago

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Unpredictable (Overhaul x Reader) pt.15

a/n: thank you all so much for the patience! this took a while to write cause i had a little writer’s block~ BUT I AM BACK AND READY WITH OVERHAUL’S SOUL! :D

warnings: this cannot be read solo, crossover

Links: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 14, part 16

Masterlist to my other fics: here :)

Overhaul’s waiting list: @jjk-biased @infinite-universe-love @dirtypride @blackymomo03 @azzie @purple-rabanito @meximorrita @awesomeee19 @celestial-kanzakii

“Are you feeling better?” Levi asked. His eyes glued to the view of the city. With the car parked, all 4 doors opened, and his ass rested on the hood, it reminded him of the day where he ended everything and fixed it from scratch. Taking you to this part of the mountain was nothing new. Each time he would visit, both of you would always stop by.

“Yeah.” Every blink you took stung. Moments had now passed and your breathing was finally even. “Sucks to be me, right? Coming to terms with these feelings for a villain, handing over a case, and now…”

“It does suck to be you.” Levi snapped back. “It’s your fault for having a type.”

“Excuse you?” You punched his arm. “You didn’t tell me you used to be a criminal when you were younger. And besides, there’s a difference!”

“What’re you going to do?” His eyes followed a flock of crows in the sky. Pretty rare for them to be flying that high and during this time of day. The sun was high up but the cold breeze compensated for it. “You’ve got a bunch of heroes eyeing you down now.”

“I honestly have no idea.” Leaning on his shoulder, you exhaled and closed your eyes. “Seriously, though? You had to bring me here?”

“This view always calmed you.” He leaned his cheek on your head. The scent of the meeting room barely covered the same shampoo that you still used till now. For a moment, a part of him wished he had not destroyed what the both of you had. Blinking his regrets away, all he could do now was to relish his time with you.

“Aren’t you being sentimental~” You could feel a smirk forming on his lips. Somehow, your mind drifted to where things had gone wrong. Distance was not much of an issue. It was probably the stress that your jobs offered that made you both realize that things might not work out. Or perhaps the insecurities that you felt with Petra. “I’m hungry. Shall we go?”

“For the record,” Levi said as he extended his hand for you to hold. His gray eyes were as inviting as ever when both of you made eye contact. “In case things fall off with that piece of garbage you caught feelings for, I’ll be here.”

“I know.” Squeezing his hand, the corners of his mouth curled up and that was the end of the conversation. Pulling you towards him, he draped his arm on your shoulder as the both of you walked towards the passenger's seat. “Remind me again why we broke up?”

Watching you take your seat, he leaned on the door and crossed his arm.

“Unresolved insecurities.” Sharing a giggle and chuckle, Levi closed the doors. When he finally took his seat, he revved the engine up and went back to the road.

Before you knew it, the days had gone by and the both of you were now outside of Endeavor’s Agency. Every so often, heroes would enter and exit the building. It was always a hustle and bustle in this part of town. Though it was no surprise. This was the No.2 hero’s agency.

Entering the building, you were greeted by Burnin’. A bright smile worthy of overshining her hero name rested on her face. Though the both of you barely did any missions together, she still deemed useful as a connection for hard to reach heroes related to Endeavor. Of course, it was rare for you to contact her.

“Endeavor is currently having a meeting with Hawks but he’ll be done in a few minutes.” She said. Pressing the doors to the elevator, she ushered the both of you in and selected the floor to the office. “I wasn’t expecting Ackerman to tag along~”

“Caught myself off guard too.” Levi replied.

“So does Hawks still exit using the window?” You asked.

“As always.” Burnin’ giggled. “He likes to leave a few feathers as well to annoy the boss.”

“Typical.” You and Levi commented.

When the doors opened, all 3 of you walked down the carpeted hallway. Just as Burnin’ was about to offer you both a seat, the teasing sound of Hawk’s voice echoed through the halls. Shaking her head with amusement, she stated that there was no need to sit and that their meeting was now finished.

Indeed it was when a feather opened the doors for you and Levi to enter.

“(L/N). Ackerman.” Endeavor greeted. The last name raised in a questioning manner. This would have to be the first time he’d get to meet the infamous officer. Gesturing to the large sofas he continued. “Have a seat.”

Facing his back, you could see the messy blond hair and crimson wings. Burnin’ wasn’t kidding when she said he likes to leave a few feathers behind. Taking a seat on the sofa across Hawks, you were met with a rather flirtatious smile and wink.

“Well if it isn’t my partner in crime and favorite chicken.” There it was. The voice that made women’s knees grow weak and panties to drop. Though you would be lying if you didn’t feel yours slowly slipping away from your waist. “Been a long time, ain’t it chickadee?”

“Yeah. After that grocery stake out, I’ve been rather selective when it came to random cases falling on my desk.”

“Those nuggets were shit and you know it.” Hawks stood up, eyes lingering on you. Making his way towards the window, he stretched his wings and fluttered them. One swift movement and he was now floating. “Well, Endeavor’s all yours. Call me when all this is over, dove. I got something to ask you.”

“Have a safe flight, Hawks.” You dismissed his message but would of course call him later. Adjusting your position, you turned to face Endeavor. No matter how much you viewed him, he was always intimidating. Probably due to the flames. It was a miracle Hawks wasn’t roasted with each visit. “I do apologize for taking a bit of your time, Endeavor.”

“It’s fine.” He waved it off. “So, what questions would you like to ask?”

“It’s mostly about your shares for these groups of companies.” Asking Levi to hand over the file, you accepted it and placed it on the glass table. When Endeavor seated himself, he reached for the documents and read through the list. His brows visibly furrowed. “Whatever minuscule detail you can think of, it would really help us in the arson case.”

“Arson?” He began to flip more pages. Blue eyes scanning the words in black and red ink.

“Don’t worry. You’re far from being a culprit. It’s just that your name shows for each holding the company has.” You scratched your nape. “It’s straw grabbing, I know. This case just needs a bit of push, whatever the amount.”

“I merely bought their stocks thinking it would look good for my agency.” Endeavor finally spoke after a long pause.”I apologize but there’s nothing much I can tell you about this. If it helps, I can assign a few heroes to assist on the case.”

“No, No.” You reassured him. “It’s fine. The HPSC took over and this is actually my last task for this mission. Feel free to keep that copy, though.”

Thanking him for his time, both you and Levi bowed and bid him farewell. When the elevator door closed, you began fidgeting with your fingers. The meeting proved nothing. Another dead end. The guilt of not being able to hand over any sort of information began creeping in. At least the case wasn’t on your hands now.

“If it’s worth mulling over,” Levi commented as the doors opened. “He was holding back information.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’ll tell you in the car.”

And he did. The second the doors locked and engine purred to life, Levi scanned the surroundings to make sure none of you were being followed. For more precautionary measures, he used his quirk to check if the winged hero left behind any small feathers.

“My quirk sensed sudden hesitation when he finished reading the list.” Looking at the time, he decided a meal was needed. “It was a mere second but I latched on to it. Assessing his aura, it seems as if big shot is hiding something. It’s up to you if you wanna tell the asshats that information.”

“How do you manage to sneakily use your quirk?” It always made you ask how he sharpened his abilities. Did his quirk evolve already? If not then Levi is definitely a monster.

“You learn a thing or two being in the underground.” He wasn’t ashamed of his history, either. Levi was about to continue till his phone vibrated in his pocket. Taking it out, he answered the call. “Erwin?”

Hearing that name, you had a feeling the call would be long. Holding the phone for him, Levi let go and continued driving to the nearest Mendy’s. Every few seconds he would hum and agree with whatever Erwin was telling him on the line. Before the call ended, he donned his signature ‘tch’ and bid farewell.

“I have some bad news.”

“Hit me.”

“I’d rather not.” He smirked. “Erwin needs me back at the precinct.”

“Oh.” Your shoulders slumped and sighed. “When are you leaving?”

“He said as soon as possible.” Your silence was something he did not like. Stopping at a red light, he tapped his finger on the wheel. “Are you scared?”

“About the coming days?”

“Yeah.”

“Not as much. I still believe that there’s something I can do.” You looked at the rear view mirror. “I honestly have no idea what I can do but my main priority would have to be making sure the heroes don’t catch me with him.”

“And how exactly are you going to do that?” Levi challenged. “You’re already on a case with him and I highly doubt they’re going to leave you alone.”

“Being on the case with him isn’t the problem.” Massaging your temples, your eyes landed on the take out menu Mendy’s had. Telling him you’d have the usual, you waited till the windows were close to continue. “What I’m worried about is if he finds out, he might not trust me anymore. I don’t even know if he fully trusts me.”

“I can assess him if you want.” He offers, his outstretched hand taking the paper bag.

“Can’t. He hates people.” Squinting your eyes at him, you pouted. “And, if I can recall, you took down one of his deals back then. So, it’s a definite no-no for the both of you to meet.”

“That was years back.”

“The man holds grudges.” You took a bite off your food. “It’s a miracle he hasn’t dropped by the apartment and talked about the updates.”

“That’s cause he knows I’m with you. How clueless can you be?” He flicked your forehead. “He trailed us the day I arrived. Though, I think it was mere coincidence that he was by that restaurant,”

Ah. That explained why he became pissed all of a sudden that night. It had been running through the back of your head, knowing his tendencies. But him being pissed about Levi in the same room as you? Butterflies began to flutter in your stomach. Overhaul was jealous? You didn’t know it was possible but here he was. Once more, excitement crept in with tonight’s possible video call.

“Oi.” Levi snapped your thoughts. “If you’re seriously thinking about mentioning my name to that asshole, i will not hesitate to rip that hideous jacket of his.”

“You’re no fun.”

“You’re too easy to read when it comes to trashman.”

Shoving your food into his mouth, it was satisfying to see his eyes widening with shock. A few minutes later, the both of you were now nestled into your cubicle. Remembering that Hawks was waiting for your call, you excused yourself and went towards the rooftop. Knowing Hawks, he would surely drop by the moment you’d call him.

Staring at the view from the rooftop, it made you wonder how it felt to be like Hawks. How would it feel to be able to fly and soar through the skies? Did he ever get sick from being too fast? Or was he now used to it? Dialing his number, he answered on the second ring.

“About time you called, dove!” The sound of wind breaking was a bit clearer today. He was probably speeding through the air. “You’re on the rooftop, I presume?”

“Only you can make me head up here.” Staring at the skies, you were now looking for the sight of red feathers gliding. “And, you’re probably nearing the area?”

A gust of wind hit your back causing you to lose balance. Turning around, Hawks took his headphones and visors off. With each step he took, he ruffled his hair till he was now in front of you. The sunlight made his golden eyes shimmer brightly. Or maybe it was something mischievous running through that birdbrain of his.

“Ya always had slow senses, dove.” He gestured you towards the shaded area. “Wouldn’t wanna let my favorite officer get sunburned.”

“What did you want to tell me Hawks?” You took a seat on the spot he patted.

“Just wanted to inform you about this case I’m workin’ on.” He pokes your cheek and hands over a piece of paper. “Open that when you're in your nest, lovebird. But, the real reason for my face to face visit is that my feathers picked up a rumor.”

“And that is?”

“A certain yakuza seems to be taking interest in the League of Villains.” Hawks nods his head and leans on the wall. “But the real headline here is that a cute officer teamed up with the mentioned yakuza.”

“You’re not suggesting anything now, are you?” You cocked an eyebrow only to be met with his golden hair tickling your face. Knowing how good Hawks was with gathering information, you let him lean on your shoulder. “I am. We’re working on a project together.”

“Annnd?”

“And?”

“It seems as though that yakuza is taking an interest in you lovebird~” His face inches away from you. Of course, this was nothing new considering how flirty he was whenever he was your companion. Your toleration skills were just high for Pro-Heroes. Or maybe it was because he was just dangerously handsome, you were willing to pull your pride down. “But I ain’t done yet…”

Furrowing your brows, you watched as the winged hero stood up and offered his hand. Cautiously accepting it, Hawks pulled you into his arms. Both your chests collided as he flapped his wings. Grabbing onto his jacket, you could feel your feet losing contact with the ground.

“Hawks, don’t you dare…”

“Oh, I do.”

Not wasting any moment, you felt the wind whiz past your ears. Not a stranger to surprise flights from Hawks, it was always a wonder as to where he would land. The sun was still shining and the streets were busy so there weren’t a lot of options. With that thought, it was now dawning to you that you might be landing on a high rise building.

“Open your eyes, dove.” Hawks whispered into your ear. Placing you down gently, he made sure to let you hold on to his arm knowing you weren’t the bravest when it came to heights.

“Why bring me up here you feral chicken?!” You clung to his arm. Heart pounding in your chest as your eyes focused on the ant-sized cars on the streets. “Wasn’t the rooftop enough?”

“I just wanted to know if you’re doing well.” He shrugged his shoulders. “Having a yakuza take interest in you, more so when he’s the head, is rather dangerous ya know.”

“Oh.”

“Oh?” He raised an eyebrow and stared you down.”OH?! How the tables have turned! You don’t mind it, do you?”

“He doesn’t see me that way, Hawks.” There was no point in denying things when it came to Hawks. The bird was as nosy as the word could get. “This thing won’t amount to shit. Whatever emotions I placed on the table, it’ll all lead to the heroes flushing it down the toilet.”

“So, you’re not shaken that you’ve caught the cooties for Overhaul? Damn, lovebird. If I knew you had a thing for villains, I’d turn over to their side~”

“You know I can give you a heart attack right now, right?”

“You do know you’re standing on the outside of a 780ft building, right?” Having you cling onto him like a koala made him laugh. Patting your head, he wrapped one wing around you protectively. Seeing how you let out a tired sigh made him think.

“You’re a double agent. How would you handle this situation?” The day you found out that the HPSC gave Hawks the mission of infiltrating the League was the day you despised them even more. Finding out that they would be taking over the Arson Case, only to be given the new assignment with Fatgum and Nighteye, it was the validation you needed. They were not to be trusted.

“Wow~ You’re not even gonna deny liking the guy? Gotta hand it to ya chickadee, you’re feisty for putting your life on the line. Career-wise, it ain’t looking bright if they sniff out you like him.”

“I know.”

“But, to give credit where it’s due, Overhaul is a pretty smart bird. Working with him, I’d have to be intrigued too.” Hawks eyed you down. It had only dawned to you how they shared similar eye colors. “I know I’m all for stopping them and making sure that heroes like me finally get some time off. But seeing as the situation your in is much more complicated than it seems, just make sure you clean up nicely. Be three steps ahead and use your connections.”

“Careful of Dabi.” You warned him. Humming his answer, you reached out for a feather and plucked it. “Now, if you have no other questions to ask, please take me back to the precinct. I have a guest and he has to prepare for his leave.”

Swooping you off your feet, you found yourself being carried by Hawks. At least this time, he let you wear his headphones. Securing it on your ears, you were now inches away from his face again. Remembering that he had piercings, you had to admit he made your heart beat a tad faster.

“You likin’ the view, dove?” Hawks was now soaring through the air. Being the object of your undivided attention always made him giddy. Having you wear his headphones was such a cute sight. But he knew where he stood. You had made it clear before that you would tolerate his behavior and that you only saw him as a hero and close friend. “We can always have a date if you like it that much.”

“I would punch you but I value my life.”

“If the trashy bird man doesn’t fully reciprocate your feelings,” He added before landing back on the precinct's rooftop. HIs eyes focused on the raven haired man leaning on the wall where both of you sat moments ago. “I’d say it but, I too, value my life.”

“Hawks.” Levi greeted the winged hero with a deadpan face.

“Ackerman~” His feathers ruffled a bit. Every single feather told him that Levi did not like the scene before him. Of course he didn’t care. “Just stole her from the job for a few minutes. Pro-Hero to officer.”

“I didn’t ask.”

“Whatever.” Looking back at you, he winked and gave you a finger gun. Accepting the headphones back, he wore them and fixed his jacket. With one flap of his wings, he now hovered in the air. “See you in a few days, lovebird!”

Watching him fly away, you could feel Levi burning his wings.

“He means well.” You defended the bird.

“You have a thing for birds and villains.” He gave you a look of disgust before opening the door for you. Offering you his arm, he held on to your fingers as the two of you passed through the hallway. Other officers stared at how touchy the both of you were. “Anyway, I have to leave in 3 hours. Will you be okay when I’m gone?”

“I will be~ Don’t worry~” That slight crack in your voice was a little too evident for Levi. Hoping he wouldn’t push, you were relieved when he gave you his ‘tch’.

“What’ll you be doing after you drop me off?”

“I’ll meet up with Nao at a cafe. We scheduled an updating meeting for the Fukuo Kai case.”

“Keep in mind that I’m only a call away.” He pulled out your chair and waited for you to sit down. “I may not have wings or be a B-Class villain, but I’ll always have your back no matter what.”

“I will keep that in mind~”

The hours passed and you were now waving farewell to Levi. He stood by the train doors before heading to his designated seat. The familiar sight of having to watch him leave was not the best feeling in the world but things needed to continue. Grabbing your phone, you dialed Tsukauchi’s number, to which he answered after 3 rings.

“I’m by the cafe, already. Anything you want?” His voice was upbeat today. There must have been an improvement. Giving him the food you wanted, he took note and proceeded. “Take your time, I’m not in a hurry.”

“Sure. I’ll be there in around 15 minutes.”

Surely enough, you arrived 5 minutes earlier. Walking towards your waving partner, you had to wonder why he was rather happy today. Were the updates he had in store positive? Surely.

“So, what’s making you all smiley and giddy? D’yu eat those euphoric candies again?” You teased.

“Nope.” He rummaged through his bag and took out an envelope. Taking its contents out, you accepted it and began to read the latest updates. It really was good news. The case was moving just fine. “Overhaul’s been very compliant, I’ll give him that. He managed to dig in a little more regarding Fukuo Kai’s base and confirmed how many yakuza under them.”

“That’s good to hear.” You nodded your head and continued reading the print. Not sure what you were looking for, your eyes mindlessly wandered and listened to his speech.

“It also dawned on me that Overhaul hasn’t been lying at all. I was expecting him to lie about something but my quirk didn’t pick up any sort of foul play in his words.” He continued. “Who knew he would be this cooperative. Maybe having him as an ally wouldn’t be half as bad as I thought.”

“I agree with your point.” That was a lot of praise coming from Tsukauchi.

“He also mentioned that you were keeping up your end of the deal quite well.” He took a sip of his coffee. “The main update I want to give you, though, is that with the information Overhaul gave us, the plan to infiltrate them can now happen in two months.”

“T-two months?” Your eyes shot up towards the person sitting across you. “That’s a big amount of time.”

“It is. The sooner we can stop the Fukuo Kai the sooner we can cut ties with the Shie Hassaikai. Or at least until Fatgum and Nighteye get them.”

“Right.”

“That is better, right?”

“Of course. It’s bad enough that we went to them for help. The media still has no idea and hopefully it stays that way.” The food arrived and you cleared the table of your things and papers. Once the food was positioned, you took a piece of tissue. “How many people do you need in the stakeout?”

“Ah. That’s also what I want to talk to you about.”

“Meaning?”

“Overhaul has one additional request.”

“Which is?”

“To have you, and no one else, be his partner when the stakeout comes.”

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a/n: hawks has a special place in my heart so i had to add in a bit of hawksxreader in this chap ;) hope yall didnt mind~ see you next week :D

#overhaul x reader #overhaul #bnha overhaul #mha overhaul #chisaki kai x reader #bnha chisaki kai #mha chisaki kai #chisaki kai #bnha chisaki

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fuwafuwamedb · 4 years ago

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The Rayshift Thefts (Cu Chulainn, Rin Tohsaka, Hakuno, Gilgamesh)

He couldn’t help it.

Sometimes, when his master wasn’t around, he found himself closing his eyes, thinking about that brunette. His other selves were in the midst of a good poker game with Gudako, laughing it up or simply grunting as Gudako made poor jokes. The whole place was cheery enough, filling the air with a collection of sounds that were hard for any servant to imagine before coming to this place.

A facility that summoned servants not to fight one another but to protect humanity.

“You’re remarkably easy to persuade to help us fight,” Gudako had once commented.

He’d laughed at the remark, asking if it should be difficult for him to agree to such terms. However, he’d just been avoiding the answer that had been in his mind.

His eyes still saw the brown hair, glinting in the light of that basement. He could still see the eyes that had finally held fear in them, the pain and the torment slipping away as he pulled Gae Bolg from the body of the priest that had been trying to destroy her life any further.

Sometimes it felt like he could feel her hands on him, lightly touching at his armor as all that mounting hope broke into pieces.

“I need to smoke.”

Cu glanced over at his other selves.

“Oi! Who needs a break?”

“I smoked before I came,” Caster him complained, glaring over at Gudako.

“I don’t smoke those flimsy twigs,” Alter growled.

“I’m going cold turkey,” Proto replied.

So just him.

Lancer shook his head at them, climbing to his feet and fixing the turtleneck he had on. Guess all this meant was that he was meant to be ponderin’ that cute brunette a little longer. He could imagine the knee high socks, the long coats and the tumblin’ dark hair that she tied up on the sides to keep out of her way.

Wandering through the facility, he looked out to the lakes in the distance, just below the mountains, noting how the blue color seemed to look like the depths of those intelligent eyes.

He was an obsessive old man, wasn’t he?

Confident women with brains and a lack of ambition for ruining a man were hard to come by. Too often, he’d ended up with women like that Medb or his master; women who had their own ambitions and were all too happy to mow you down just to get to their goals.

That Rin Tohsaka had been a rare gem.

“You look entertained.”

“Hmm?”

It looked like he wouldn’t be smoking alone, after all. Not that he could call the other company, but…

“You got a light, Gorgeous?”

Gilgamesh rolled his eyes at that, flicking a thing from his pocket and handing over the cigarette he’d had close at hand.

If nothing else, the other’s taste in good tobacco hadn’t changed at all. Cu found himself settling against the wall of the rayshift room, knowing full well that they’d have to run the damn fan in here when they were done.

Worth it though, he thought.

“Mutt, I’m bored. At least bark a little.”

“Woof woof, Goldie. I ain’t up for that shit. Entertain yourself.”

“Entertain myself?” The man’s eyes glinted. “Are you truly thinking yourself that cocky after all we’ve been through?”

“Oi, leave it.”

“I remember a certain man volunteering to look after the vessel candidate, insisting on twenty-four-hour surveillance.”

“I miss that woman.”

The words came out far too easily. He wasn’t sure how, wasn’t sure why, but there they were. They hung in the air between him and the archer, lingering like a storm cloud.

He remembered being stuck around the church. The memories were far too persistent, despite his best efforts otherwise. He could also remember her though, the small conversations, the blush could form as she misunderstood something or simply became too naïve to realize the truth of things.

“You miss a mongrel like that?”

“You never met her.”

The man clicked his tongue. “I met something close enough… This conversation bores me. Go get her if you are so lonesome, mutt. Who’s going to stop you?”

“Gudako?”

Gilgamesh laughed, smashing the butt of his cigarette against the wall and pouring himself some wine. “That fool? She lacked the courage to address many things in this place until they became unavoidable. A little mage hiding in your room will hardly be worth noting.”

“I don’t see you summoning anything here.”

“Me?”

“Is there nothing and no one that you miss?”

It was obvious that there wasn’t anyone. Why would there be? The great king of Heroes was not one for entertaining himself with women and liaisons other than sadistic trysts with malignant priests. He entertained himself with ideologies and the chaos of the inherently good becoming corrupt. A man like that-

Gilgamesh made a small hum.

“Should I allow you to assist me then? I suppose you do owe me for my forcing Kirei to treat you so well.”

“I ain’t interested.”

“No?”

The man was ruining his smoke break. Pulling the cigarette out, he went to kill it when the other spoke up.

“Not even for that Tohsaka fool?”

“Eh?”

He laughed, those red eyes meeting his own. “I’m talking about that little fool your lovesick for, you fool. You wish to go get her, but you don’t want to break any precious rules. Hate to have Gudako see you wet the floors or scratch up the furniture, right?”

“I ain’t givin’ up my place here just to catch a glimpse of the girl.”

“Control the command room when I fetch someone and I’ll control the room when you go to fetch your mongrel.”

“Who are you going to get?”

Gilgamesh eyes closed, his expression deflating until he looked about ready to leave. “I have other things to do. Decide quickly and cease your wasting of my time.”

“How do I know you won’t betray me?”

“Betray?”

He began to nod a second before that face was close, he could see something dark in that gaze, the smell of smoke hanging between them in the intimate space.

“What a strange word coming from someone who spread me before that useless priest and allowed his slop down my throat. Do not think I’ve forgotten a second of that. That or what else you helped him with.”

“You did the same, Goldie.”

“And now we both stand here, with the man dead and the sins of that time lingering only in memory. You want something. I want something. I see no reason why we should allow a little red headed fool tell us what is and is not to be done about our needs… do you?”

“So you’re saying that sexual shit-“

“My time is precious, don’t waste it further, Celt.”

“Fine.”

“Excellent.” Gilgamesh moved to the other room, tapping the glass with his knuckles as he settled into the command room seat. “You’ll fetch your woman first. Be quick. You know how loud this place is and I want who I want tonight as well.”

Be quick.

Funny words from someone who shifted him to the other side of the damn city. He found himself leaping from roof to roof, looking about the strangely offputting city of Fuyuki. Mid-Grail War, obviously, if he could take some damages here and there as any indication. Things had been changed, buildings torn apart and stores collapsed from what had to be a few good battles.

The woman’s own home was quiet, a lone woman lying in the center of the bed in a state of disarray. The bandages on her were numerous, her first aid kit was emptied out, a pile nearby showing that she’d bleed through enough already.

“…Rin.”

The woman jumped, spinning around only to gasp.

A stab wound.

She hadn’t had that. Cu Chulainn yanked at the bedding, bunching it in a rush as he found the woman struggling against him.

“Let me go!”

“Woman, you’re dying.” He grabbed her turtleneck from the floor as he made her hold that blanket to her chest. Her coat nearby was grabbed next, alongside her scarf and stockings.

“What are you doing?! How did you get-“

The shift back came the moment that he had the woman in his arms.

“You would find an idiot sporting a fatal injury, wouldn’t you?”

Gilgamesh stormed into the room, leaving Rin to jump again. Her body clung to him, looking around in shock.

“Kit’s on the chair. I’ve written down the instructions for my shift. Do not fail me. My little toy to keep the place distracted won’t last long and you’ve wasted my time again.”

“Right.”

He didn’t have time to argue, not with Rin like this. Getting her into the other room, he could see the chaos on the monitors. Gil’d unleashed a selection of Avicebron’s golems into the hallways, leaving the place to collect them and that fool Spartacus.

“What is this? Where am I?”

“Chaldea.” Cu typed in the shit on Gil’s paper, shifting him off before he grabbed the kit and looked to her. “Watch the monitors for when that golden guy has whatever he’s searching for. I need to treat your stomach wound.”

“I’ve tried healing it. Nothing’s been working…”

“Yeah, well, let’s just say I’ve had my fair share of these, as you know.”

“I don’t know who you are.”

She what?

Cu Chulainn stared up at her, watching that blue gaze try to understand what was happening. His clever Rin had been a shit liar, even worse at hiding feelings. She should have been raging, kicking and shouting ‘lancer!’ or ‘you idiot’ at him.

Instead, there was just a tired look of shock on her face, as though the world was ending but she still found herself running into that one last problem.

Where did that golden asshole send me?

It had been during the war, he knew that. The damage was obvious. Rin was the same. Right down to the hair style and the weight of her, she was the same.

“You’re a servant, I know that.”

“Shit, Rin.”

“How do you know my name?”

“What do you remember from the Holy Grail war?”

“The war… you mean that my sister won?”

Her sister-

He’d gotten an alternate time’s Rin.

That damned bastard, shipping him off to steal a Rin that didn’t know him. Whatever had happened to this one, she was clueless as to who he was. Who knew what had-

Cu paused.

“…Did anyone try to touch you?”

“W-What the hell is wrong with you!?!” The woman slammed her foot into his chest, sending her computer chair flying back as she did. The bandages he’d been applying fell loosely around her exposed waist. “WHY THE HELL WOULD SOMEONE DO THAT?!”

Thank the gods.

“HEY-“

“You don’t know how glad I am to hear that, lass. Come here and let me tend that damn wound before ya die on me. I didn’t save your ass in one life just to lose your alternate life like this.”

“…Alternate?”

He motioned her over, watching her hesitate a moment before listening.

It took a minute, ultimately ruining the outfit she was in. He pulled his shirt off and shoved it over her to give her something clean to wear.

“…I don’t get you.”

“Yeah, I get that a lot.”

He ruffled her hair a moment before checking the monitors again.

Most the golems were rounded up now. It looked like time was almost up.

Gilgamesh meanwhile was moving through a school building, slipping into a room and pulling a slumbering woman out of bed. It looked like he had what he wanted, judging by his waving of one arm.

Cu slammed the shift button and glanced back to Rin.

“What am I supposed to do here?”

He hadn’t thought that far.

Embarrassing as it was, he had no clue how to handle things from here. He’d expected to have his own Rin, the one that had yelled at him and demanded his aid in fighting that red archer. He’d expected swearings and stompings and a collection of colorful insults to fill his evening. It’d have been long enough for him to think of a reason to keep her around other than that he liked her.

This Rin was just sweet.

It was like gaining a bird with a broken wing. No matter how powerful, they still couldn’t fly. He’d have to nurse her back to health and figure shit out on the fly.

“Are they still gathering those beasts?” Gilgamesh asked, hauling the woman into the room over his shoulder.

“Last few.”

“Then move it. I won’t be caught this early just because you want to play nursemaid with the woman you missed.”

“Missed?” Rin stared at him next, earning a scoff.

“Figure your own fool out on your own, mongrel. I have things to do.”

Things was currently holding onto his shoulders, her face pressing against his neck. Whoever the woman was, it was clear she was entirely asleep, lost in a warm and comforting dream that would burst the moment she woke up to the asshole archer.

“You mind trusting me a while longer?” Cu asked the woman in his shirt, offering his back to her.

“…Since you helped me not die, fine.” Rin shifted, her body wrapping around his carefully before he grabbed her soiled clothes and the first aid kit from the floor. Her head leaned over his shoulder. “I want an explanation of what’s going on when we get to wherever we’re going.”

Yeah, he’d figured that she would.

Shame he didn’t have one for her.

#drabble #drabbles

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nightowlfandom · 5 years ago

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Vampire! Kim Namjoon- A Little Game: Chapter 2

Hey guys, this is your reminder to please heed the warnings and stay indoors as much as you can. You are in my prayers and i hope this can make someone’s day.

MASTERLIST

Part 1

Leggo

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Sleeping all day and staying up all night was a dramatic difference for you. Namjoon had suggested you train to do so if you were to survive as a regular everyday vampire. You were still a newborn fledging with no experience in this world, your mind was still human. You had yet to come to terms with everything. You didn’t want this. Yet here it was.

“ Here is your room.” one of the maids, Mona showed you to a bedroom. “I hope it’s to your liking.”

The walls were painted an ivory white colored with gold trimmings around the windows and foyer. The rug was a red velvety color that contrastsed with the charcoal black canopy style bed frame. A mini fireplace was on the far left side of the room, the obvious source of the warmth in the air..

“Wow.” you crossed your arms, rocking back and forth shyly. “Didn’t have to go all out like this just for me.”

“It was Master Namjoon’s orders.”

You noticed she didn’t have any strange symbol on her like you did. You just had to ask.“Are you human?”

“Yes.” was her reply. “I have no interest in becoming one if that’s your question.”

“Oh no!” you quickly shook your head. “I was just wondering- and like…fuck I’m sorry. I probably sound like an asshole.”

“It’s quite alright.” she smiled. “I’m married with beautiful my 5 year old twins. I wouldn’t give that up for immortality at all. Not that I’m implying you wanted to give up your humanity. I don’t think any human truely does.”

You took a good look at Mona. She had very long, honey brown hair secured in a long braid that hung down her back. She had bright green eyes, that looked almost artificial like a glass bottle.

“I’ll be honest, I kinda wish it would have ended for me there. Can’t imagine how much shit I’m gonna have to go through for the next…forever.” you shook your head.

“Well if it’s any consolation. You are very blessed to have Namjoon as your sire. He is a great man. Be patient with him. If you need anything else, simply find me and I’ll be more than happy to assist.”

"Oh, thank you…"

"Since you seem to be one of Namjoon's more promising fledglings, I'll let you in on a little secret." She smiled warmly. "Beware of one of Namjoon's acquaintances. Roseline Petras."

"What about her?" you raised an eyebrow.

"…Let's just say she's the reason I have twins instead of triplets." she replied, her face falling significantly. "and the reason vampire laws have changed in the last one thousand years…and why Master Namjoon vowed to never mentor a fledging for as long as he lived…until now for some odd reason."

“What do you me-”

Without another word, she exited the room, leaving you to your own devices. You watched as she left, in shock. You sat at the edge of the bed, timidly looking around the room. Namjoon would soon summon you to meet him. What did Mona mean by that? Who was this Petra lady? It took just that little information to know that you already didn't like her or what she stood for…whatever the hell it was she stood for. You looked around the room, taking in your new surroundings. It had only been a few days, and yet it felt like the first day over and over again.

Before you could really relax, another maid, Maria appeared in the doorway. She had a mousy high voice, dyed pink hair and eyes so black they almost looked like Marbles. The epitome of a living doll. "Master Namjoon is ready for you now. I can take you to him if you'd like."

"Oh…thank you." you smiled, standing to your feet. You followed Maria out in the halls following her down the brightly lit hallways. "How long have you been living here?"

"Since birth. I work in the kitchens with my father. Master Namjoon was gracious enough to let us all live with him, even if we have to sleep during the say to fit his schedule. He is a gracious man. The world isn't so accepting like he is."

"Yeah…I believe it." You trailed off. "So all of you are human?"

"Not all of us…" she replied. "It's hard to explain just how many of us are so different. My father is one of the many Gods Of Destruction, but he gave up that life. He now comes up with vampire safe versions of human foods and spends his free time gardening."

"Where was he when I was drinking cold and most-likely expired blood!?" you asked, making the young girl laugh. Though she passed it as a joke, you were absolutely dead serious. Worst day of your life...so far.

You both soon stopped at a pair of large wooden doors. "You're free to go in. No knocking required." she said without another word. She pranced away, leaving you by yourself.

"Alright…Here I go." you sighed. You grabbed onto the aged antique door handle and pushed the door open. You were welcomed by a room full of strangers. The only one you could recognize was Namjoon, who was casually flipping boredly through the pages of a book. You noticed the others around the room, they were all studying you…except for a woman who was staring out the window into space. Either that or she didn't acknowledge you right away.

The room looked like an old library archive, full of bookshelves full of old worn hardback copies of many different selections.

"Y/N…glad to see you made it here in one piece." Namjoon looked up and threw the book down. "Come in, and close the door behind you please."

You did as you were told, but you could only stand there. Something told you to stay put. Don't make any moves…just stay right where you are and if you need to make a quick getaway you could.

"These are the friends I told you about." he motioned around the room. You took note of the seven other males and three women that stood before you. "They will be your teachers for the next few months."

"That's a lot of names I have to remember." you tried to joke, mainly to calm yourself down. The girl who was staring out the window must have snapped back to reality because she gasped the minute she heard your voice. You were surprised to see milky white eyes stare in your direction.

"There she goes…psycho." one of the women who had been sitting down mumbled. She had long blonde hair and sit poised in an armchair, one leg crossed over the other.

This white haired, white eyed woman didn't seem to care for other girls remarks because she quite literally floated towards you. Her feet lifted of the ground, hair fanning all over the place as she crossed the room. No one else seemed f

"Blessed be, little fledging. A new life has been brought to our world." she grabbed your hand. "How joyous of days!”

"Blissa, I think you're scaring her." Namjoon laughed, seeing you look at him for some sort of help. "Y/N It's okay, you can trust these people. I trust them with my life."

"Well…most of us at least." a male who had been sitting at a piano corrected him. He was dressed all in white, like an angel. "Can't say the same for some of us."

This didn't seem to faze this Blissa character, so she must have not been the one to be weary of. You suddenly remember what Mona said earlier…a woman named Roseline Petras. Suddenly, your eyes darted to blonde, sitting with her chin rested in her palm as if she was bored.

Not her a voice in your head said. The one next to her they whispered.

Blissa's smile fell…but only for a second. You probably wouldn't have caught onto it had you not been paying attention. You raised an eyebrow in confusion. You didn’t want to speak up, but something told you she was the one who put that voice in your head.

"Is something wrong my child?" she smiled, tilted her head to the side. You noticed her moving her eyes to the right, as if silently telling you to follow the direction of where she was looking. Her milky colored irises, dart once more before you understood. You finally caught on and followed her gaze to a short, jet black haired girl, typing away on her phone.

Yes, that one, that's Roseline.

Blissa left your side and began making haste back towards the window.

Best not to tell anyone I can speak to you just yet.

"Elva! Roseline!…don't be rude." Namjoon snapped to blonde.

"…Alright alright, sorry!" the blonde sighed, standing to her feet. The other one just didn’t look up, instead she leaned back in her head. The blonde strode up to you, almost in slow motion. "I'm Elvalina. You can call me Elva, most of my friends do…no offense but…are those the only clothes you have?"

"…Uh yeah," you answered awkwardly. You had realized you had been wearing the same shirt and jeans for about 4 days. Not the best way to make a first impression now that you thought about it.

"…I have so much to teach you." she put a hand on your shoulder. "When I'm finished with you, you'll be the hottest fledging anyone's ever seen. "

"Hey! Let some of us meet her first before you claim her as your bestie!"

"SHUT UP HOSEOK!" she glared at the guy who was casually flicking a light on and off. "She's the first girl I've seen around you guys in a while, don't ruin this for me!"

"Nice to meet you all." you bowed respectfully. You had no idea how this fledgling thing worked, so you used human decency instead. "I'm sorry in advanced if I take a while to learn."

"This one…I like her." Elva wrapped an arm around your shoulder. “Politeness...I dig it!”

……

"Is it always this cold outside?" you stood outside with Seokjin.

"No, our senses pick up on temperatures a lot differently than humans. You'll eventually get used to to it." He replied. "Now, what do you see?"

You tried to look around the forest, but it was pitch black outside. You couldn't see a thing. "It's too dark to see. You could barely make out your own shoes on the ground." you sighed with defeat. "Maybe I just can't do it." you looked down sheepishly.

"Hey." he reached out to touch your shoulder. "It's hard at first, yeah. But you can't beat yourself up, you're a newborn fledgling. It's normal for you." he comforted. "Here, close your eyes."

"You aren't gonna scare me are you?" you asked suspiciously. Every time someone told you to close your eyes, it ended with you almost peeing yourself.

"Trust me."

"Alright, alright." you closed your eyes as he instructed. "Now what?"

"Picture the space around you as if it were daytime."

"What? How do I do that?"

"Just try."

With another sigh, you tried to recreate the image in your head, only with the sun rays peeking out from the sky. You attempted to recreate the dirt path with dead leaves and wet logs from the morning dew sticking. You pictured the warmth from the damp air against your skin, despite being cold.

"Do you have it?" came Seokjin's voice.

"I think so." you responded. You opened your eyes only to be welcomed to a crystal clear view before you. The shadows casted from the tall trees were no longer shadows, but giant pine trees. The previously bleak sky had turned into a cloudless, star speckled painting and most importantly, the moon which had previously been nothing more than a standard crescent, was the focal point of everything you could see. It was exactly like a photograph. "Woah."

"You did it didn't you? Can you see it?" you turned to Seokjin who wore a smile. "Everything's so clear isn't it." he asked. "It always it once you complete the change."

Even as a human in the day time, the forest didn't look this clear. Nothing did.

"Now…what do you hear?"

Upon hearing him ask you, you were welcomed by all sorts of sounds, so many at one time. "Everything." you replied. "It's kind of overwhelming."

"Good, you're making process. Namjoon will be pleased." he replied. "You're learning quickly."

"Good to know." you said awkwardly.

"….I know this isn't going to be the most helpful or assuring, but Namjoon is the most trustworthy man I know. I've known him for many years, longer than your great great great grandparents have been alive. Maybe even longer."

"Yeah and I'm blessed to have him as my sire? I got this talk already." you crossed your arms. "I'm just…not ready for this yet." you sighed. "I don't know how long it'll take me to get used to this."

"For some it takes all their lives. Lucky for us we have forever." he winked. "You don't have to go through this alone. If anything happens, call Old Man Seokjin." he winked.

"I'll remember that." you replied.

… (The next Night)

To say you were surprised to see Elva and Blissa standing over you.

"OH MY-" you rolled out of bed, falling on your back. "OOF-" you grunted, even though you felt no pain. "Where did you guys come from!?"

"We were here the whole time. You're a heavy sleeper. Did you know that?" Blissa smiled.

" I do now." you heaved yourself off the floor. "Not that I'm not thrilled to see you guys, but what are you doing here?"

"It's just about to be dark and we have loads to do. So get cha' ass up, fix your hair and put this on." a shopping back was hauled in your direction, courtesy of Elva.

"What exactly are we doing?"

"Seduce and glamour." Blissa said. "Not exactly on the lesson plan but fun to know nonetheless, wouldn't you agree?"

“And what better way to test these abilities then a night on the town. Trust me, you’ll be one hundred percent safe with us.”

"….Sure." you trailed off. "Let's go I guess."

....

(How are you guys dealing with this social distancing thing? Let’s talk about it! Feel free to send me a message.)

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kourdem · 4 years ago

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What is Artificial Intelligence?

what is artificial intelligence? that I even have websites that provide educational materials about cyber security but what you don’t know is that last week i published a book called cyber security for the digitally challenged it’s an interactive electronic book designed for people who are not technical don’t have any background in cyber security if this description fits you then the book is supposed especially for you the book is free and should be easily downloaded at the tunes

bookstore now back to AI i don’t realize you but once i used to be young i remember going to the 1964 world’s fair and seeing incredible and amazing futuristic devices general motors had a pavilion called the future of reality and the city of tomorrow and it had been the very first time that i saw what they called a picture phone but my first real inspect artificial intelligence began when i first started watching the Jetsons meet George Jensen is jane his wife remember once we all thought that that would be our future well variety of the predictions did come true video calling devices robotic vacuums electronic banking just to call a few of what most people don’t realize is that artificial intelligence is all around us AI is all around us you’ll see it when Alexa answers one of your questions when your email gives you a suggestion of what to reply with or even once you put a photograph on Facebook and it recognizes your face it’s so commonplace at the moment that tons of people like me are now asking what’s this all leading towards today we ask siri to pay our favourite music things like hey siri please play the beetle oh yeah or hey google what time is it in sunshine beach Australia it’s 4 28 a.m in sunshine beach Australia that’s just not a random request actually my daughter and her family live in sunshine beach Australia when you’re asking to talk to siri Alexa or google your lecture an artificial intelligence agent and this ai is learning your personal preferences the more you use the device the more it learns and the more accurately it can anticipate your every need when someone mentions artificial intelligence what’s the first thing that comes to your mind now most people imagine a military of human-like robots that are repelling against society well a few of fit few people like myself have a more positive um thinking about community envisioning a bright future so what exactly is artificial intelligence it’s definitely not a magical program that can think kind of person's it’s things like virtual companions the controlled gaming surgical robots personal assistants and other devices that we use each day to make our lives better and more efficient now it had been within the mid-1950s that John McCarthy who was a Stanford researcher coined the term AI and he would define it because the science of engineering at the science and engineering of making intelligent agents McCarthy presented his definition of artificial intelligence at a conference on the campus of Dartmouth College in Hanover New Hampshire within the summer of 1956 and this indicated the very beginning of ai research the concept of ai has changed over time but the goal has always been the same to really make computers think like humans during a nutshell ai’s goal is to make computer or computer programs smart enough to initiate the behavior of a human mind now it’s likely that you simply simply interacted with some kind of ai in your day-to-day activities probably even today if you use gmail you may enjoy the automated spam filters in fact according to google Gmail blocks a hundred million spam messages daily with its artificial intelligence agent next if you own a smartphone you probably fill out a calendar app with the help of apple siri or Microsoft’s cortina or Samsung’s Bixby and if you own a newer vehicle perhaps you’ve benefited from the driver-assisted feature while you're driving these are all possible thanks to artificial intelligence but as convenient and helpful as these products are they lack the facility to seek out out independently they can’t think outside of their code and most of you recognize that code is a written set of instructions that tells the ai what to undertake to to so here is where i would like to introduce you to machine learning and this a neighborhood of the presentation might get a little geeky machine learning could also be a branch of ai whose purpose is to supply machines the ability to seek out out a task without pre-existing code our ability to seek out out and acquire better at tasks through experience may be a component of being human when we’re born we all know almost nothing and can do almost nothing for ourselves but soon we’re learning and becoming more capable each day but did you recognize that computers can do the same machine learning brings together statistics and computing to enable computers to seek out out the thanks to do a given task without being programmed to undertake to to so just as your brain uses experience to reinforce at a task so can computers say you'd sort of a computer that can tell the difference between a picture of a dog and a picture of a cat you'll begin by feeding it images and telling it this one’s a dog that one’s a cat a computer program to seek out out will seek statistical patterns within the data that will enable it to acknowledge a cat or a dog in the future it'd determine on its own that cats have shorter noses which dogs are available a much bigger kind of sizes and then represent that information numerically organizing it in space but crucially it’s the pc not the programmer that identifies those patterns and establishes the algorithm by which future data are getting to be sorted one example of a simple yet highly effective algorithm is to hunt out the optimal line separating cats from dogs when the pc sees a replacement picture it checks which side of the road it falls on then says either cat or dog but actually there are often mistakes the more data the pc receives the more finely tuned its algorithm becomes and the more accurate it are often in its predictions machine learning is already widely applied it’s the technology behind facial recognition text and speech recognition spam filters on your inbox online shopping or viewing recommendations credit card forward detection then much more at the university of oxford machine learning researchers are combining statistics and computer science to make algorithms which can solve more complex problems more efficiently using less computing power from medical diagnoses to social media the potential of machine learning to transform our world is really mind-blowing machine learning could also be a could also be a rare sorry machine learning may be a neighborhood of research in computing that studies a special kind of instruction called algorithms algorithms are a gaggle of step-by-step instructions used to do something an algorithm is really only a gaggle of rules as an example if you sort your laundry before you’re washing it you use an algorithm if the algorithm is to put the white laundry on the left pile and the colored laundry on the right pile and you repeat until you’re done this is an algorithm it’s just that simple machine learning uses a gaggle of instructions that improve automatically based on experience in other words what makes machine learning algorithms different from others is that they’re able to learn from the data that we feed them image recognition could also be a exemplar every day we’re getting image recognition more involved so on help us with our personal daily lives if you see some strange looking plant your friend is growing in their living room simply point google lands at it and it will tell you what it's if your discord friend uploads a photograph of their new cat and you'd wish to understand what breed it's just run a google image reverse search and you’ll determine what it's even self-driving vehicles need to know where they can drive which may be a road where are the lanes where they're going to make a turn what the difference is between a red light green light and amber light where the stop signs are well you get the message as you will see image recognition could also be an enormous a neighborhood of deep learning and it are often both cool and scary so how does it work here’s a basic explanation in order for that car to know what a stop sign looks like it must tend an image of a stop sign the machine will read the stop sign and through a selection of algorithms it will then study the stop sign and analyze how the image goes to look by going section per section what color is that the stop sign what shape is it what’s written thereon how big is it always and where is it usually seen during a driver’s peripheral vision things like that if there’s any errors scientists can simply correct them once the image has been completely read it are often labeled and categorized but why stop with one image in our perspective we don’t really need to think for half a second on what a stop sign is and what we must do once we see it we’ve seen numerous stop signs in our lives it’s almost embedded in our brains so the machine must read many different stop signs for better accuracy that way it doesn’t matter whether the stop sign is seen during foggy or rainy conditions during the night or during the day because the machine has seen a stop sign many times it can know it’s a stop sign just by watching its shape and color alone all of that sounds really cool right but it can also be scary if you upload and replica your photos go check out your photos if you haven’t sorted anything you’ll notice that google has done it for you there’s a category for places things videos and animations and maybe others and if you attend things you’ll see that google has sorted your photos into albums supported where google thinks they belong so you’ll have photos labeled as food beaches trains buses and whatever else you will have photographed within the past this is all due to the work of google’s image recognition analysis it has analyzed over 1,000,000 photos on the internet your photos your friends photos strangers photos and any photo that appears on google image search it’s not just google that uses image recognition also if you upload a photo and facebook recognizes your friends it will automatically tag them so yes it’s quite creepy considering it’s a privacy concern but some people may appreciate the convenience anyways because it saves a short time no matter how cool or scary it's image recognition plays a huge role in society and will still be in development many companies are continuing to implement image recognition and other ai technologies the more we'll automate certain tasks with machines the more productive we'll be as a society now because the video described an image recognition machine could even be given millions of pictures to research after going through many changes the machine acquires the ability to acknowledge patterns shapes faces and even more speech recognition is another exemplar of this there are two basic kinds of artificial intelligence the first is weak ai which is additionally known as narrow ai this type of ai can handle only one task at a time for example it can select your favorite song from spotify select your favorite movie from netflix filter your email spam or instruct a self-driving car the second is what’s called strong iai and it’s also mentioned as artificial general intelligence or agi this is much more sophisticated this type of ai refers to a system which is able to affect a generalized task much like an individual's agi as it’s abbreviated can successfully perform any intellectual task that an individual's can this sort of ai is this is that the ai that we’ve seen in movies like her and other scientific movies during which humans interact with machines and operating systems these artificial intelligent agents are conscious they can sense things and are driven by emotion and self-awareness but for machines to understand a true human-like intelligence they need to be capable of experiencing consciousness and as far as as far as today this has not happened hello i’m here oh hi hi how you doing i’m well how’s everything with you pretty good actually it’s very nice to meet you now that’s just slightly excerpt from her for all of you that never saw the movie you need to it’s quite interesting efforts to advance ai concepts over the over the past 20 years have resulted in some truly amazing innovations let’s inspect a few of meet digit manufactured by agility robotics digit is envisioned to help lookout of people in their homes assist with disaster response and deliver packages to front doors with its nimble limbs and a torso packed with sensors digit can navigate complex environments and perform tasks like package delivery digit could also be an immediate descendant of cassie agility’s first robot in may 2019 ford motor company and agility announced a partnership to develop a last mile logistics solution that combines ford’s autonomous vehicle technology and agilities digit this is pepper manufactured by softbank robotics pepper is that the world’s first social humanoid robot that is able to recognize faces and basic human emotions pepper has been adopted by over 2 000 companies around the world perfect in retail and finance industries pepper has numerous functionalities including increasing store traffic by attracting the attention of shoppers creating memorable in-store experiences stimulating purchase and retained customers pepper can also gather comprehensive data to enrich the customer base and generate shopper insights this is atlas the world’s most dynamic humanoid robot built by boston dynamics an organization that was previously owned by google and now by softbank thanks to its state-of-the-art hardware and algorithm that allows it to quickly understand instructions with its 28 hydraulic joints 4.9 feet of height and 176 pounds weight the robot can perform both impressive and terrifying acts including navigating uneven terrain jumping around a parkour course and doing somersaults all these activities demonstrate human level agility so the robot are often perfect for search and rescue operations and performing human tasks in environments where humans couldn't survive introducing spot a robot dog designed for industrial uses such as carrying goods through a warehouse and inspecting a far off site with an unfavorable environment for human operators it can run at 5.2 feet per second has 360 degree cameras and can operate in temperatures ranging from 4 to 113 degrees fahrenheit with its api and versatile payload interface the robot are often easily customized for desired tasks spod is additionally manufactured by boston dynamics and is now being leased to eligible companies these are truly amazing but now let’s inspect how ai learns typically there are three learning method methods supervised learning unsupervised learning and something called reinforcement learning in supervised learning the computer scientist would label the correct answer and ai would learn the pattern by comparing the proper answer with other possible answers in unsupervised learning the scientist would provide the proper answer and thus the algorithms would infer patterns from the data set without reference to the known or labeled outcomes now this may get very very technical the last is known as reinforcement learning and it really plays a very very minor role in training ai but it’s very almost like training an animal giving them reinforcement when the animal displays the required behavior it’s given a present now this gets to be very complex and very geeky so that’s about all that every one the knowledge that i’ll give you now computers and other ai applications are everywhere today it'd be almost impossible to go through your entire life without using any quite artificial intelligence we use cars atms tvs and these all contain computers and ais with ai assistants here’s slightly song to help you remember televisions cars airplanes traffic lights computers are everywhere around us computers are everywhere around us i know that’s silly but i assumed it might cause you to smile let’s inspect a few of straightforward applications of ai that probably most of you use first siri is one of the foremost popular personal assistants offered by apple on the iphone ipad and thus the apple watch she helps to hunt out information get directions send messages make voice phone calls open applications and add events and even add events to my calendar siri uses machine learning technology in order to urge smarter and capable to understand natural language questions and requests next is netflix and netflix needs no introduction it’s a widely popular content on demand service that uses predictive technology to provide recommendations on the thought of your reaction interest choices and behavior once you choose films the technology examines content to reconnect sorry to recommend movies that are based on your previous liking and your reactions now remember netflix is turning more and more intelligent every single year as it get gathers more data on you next is pandora and pandora is considered the world’s most powerful music discovery platform it uses a proprietary algorithm to determine which music to play for you at any given time it’s also called the dna of music because depending upon 400 musical characteristics the team of expert musicians individually analyzes the song and the ai algorithm then recommends the song to you on your personal playlist next is nest and it’s made by google and nest is one of the foremost famous and successful AI startups google acquired it in 2014 for 3.2 billion dollars and thus the nest learning system thermostat uses behavioral algorithms to save you energy supported your behavior and schedule it uses a very intelligent machine learning process that learns the temperature that you simply simply like and programs itself during a few week moreover it'll automatically pack up to save energy if nobody is reception next is my favorite and it’s a flying drone they’re variety of my favorite toys they indicate a robust machine learning system that can translate the environment into a 3d model through its sensors and camera videos sorry and and thus the and video cameras they magically fly which they return home safely almost to the precise spot where they left from amazon echo and apple’s homepod are amazing these are revolutionary products which can assist you to seem the web for information schedule appointments shop control lights and switches and thermostats answer questions read you audio books report traffic weather provide you with information on local businesses provide sports scores and your schedule just to call a few of smart watches are awesome which i always own one actually i’m such an electronic junkie that i always got to have the foremost up-to-date version of the apple i watch smart watches are equipped with advanced ai and will monitor your every move within the old days we’d walk 10 miles to highschool within the snow or so we thought and now we've smart watches and phone apps and AI wearables to tell us exactly how far we’re walking or running and they also track our pulse the number of calories burned and many other metrics artificial intelligence is gaining popularity at a quicker pace influencing the way that we live and interact with our surroundings the internet of things is growing larger every day and internet of things devices cannot function without AI and AI needs iot devices to be of greater use to humanity these technologies hold the power to transform our lives when it involves ai it’s difficult to truly know where we’re headed but we’ve come so far so quickly the thing is today that we don’t realize when we’re in-tuned with artificial intelligence because we’re getting so used to the technology doing new and amazing things each day that we don’t start to stop to believe the science behind the gadgets or the programs.

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Nike's new 'League of Legends' range includes particular Jordans

Nike is back with a new line of garments celebrating skilled League of Legends. The latitude includes 4 brand-new jackets that might be put on with the help of the groups representing China on the Globe Championship later on this month: preferable Esports, JD Pc Gaming, Suning and LGD. Nike took a comparable strategy last 12 months, providing eventual Globe Champion FunPlus Phoenix Metro, Royal not ever before give up and also Invictus Gaming brand-new attires to complete know the 2019 match. All 16 teams in China's residential LPL (League of Legends pro Organization) have been then offered similar t-shirts to play in all through the 2020 springtime and summer season time divides. It's likely, thus, that Nike will do the equal and break down brand-new jerseys to the different LPL teams earlier than the 2021 period begins.

The redesigned shirts look drastically varied to those introduced remaining year, with centrally-aligned team symbols and also a gold edition of the LPL logo design within the behind right-hand corner. in action to an announcement, they all make use of Nike's Dri-healthy experience as well as have a relaxed waist layout so gamers do not think confined throughout crucial video clip games. The 4 groups will furthermore participate in the realm Champion putting on particular 'Conquest' jackets impressed through the color pattern of the LPL as well as every team's certain individual jackets and branding. The inner also has the motto "All We fight For," which has actually featured prominently in LPL marketing videos this one year.

Nike is matching its team attires with a League of Legends edition of the Jordan 1 excessive Zoom Air CMFT tennis shoe. It's supposedly inspired using the location Championship prize, with a reflective material that shows up diverse at midnight and also beneath vibrant lights. fans of the established MOBA video online video game will additionally observe a reference to the Summoner's Break map on the proper shoe's tongue. If Jordans aren't your design, the enterprise has created a wider 'great online video game' latitude that covers multiple Nike sneakers (Air Max ninety, Sports jacket Mid 77, Air drive 1 Low, Air drive 1 hey there, Air Max 270 React, Air Max 2X and Joyride twin Run 2), hoodies, coats as well as tees.

Nike The business's task goes beyond LPL teams and enthusiasts. Nike partnered with SKT T1, the Korean Organization of Legends group with superstar midland Lee "Faker" Sang-hyeok, previously this yr. It likewise teamed up with Fnatic, which possesses absolutely among Europe's largest Organization of Legends teams, on a little selection understood as Fnatic manage utmost month. Puma, meanwhile, has actually teamed up with North American team Cloud 9, as well as Umbro has historically made jerseys for Schalke's Organization of Legends team. On the other hand, esports companies comparable to 100 Thieves, which competes in distinctive games consisting of Organization of Legends, are making their very own jackets in a proposal to establish themselves as the gaming matching of Nike or Supreme.

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Why a former Air Jordan design director left his job to guide the charge for Black representation throughout the sneaker trade

D'Wayne Edwards is one among a handful of Black designers that created a hit occupation in the tennis shoe industry.

He functioned as Nike's footwear layout director in between 2001 and also 2011, the place he made sneakers for the Air Jordan maker.

Now, Edwards is main the price for extra Black image in the tennis shoe sector, using his job since the founding daddy of style academy Pensole and as a frontrunner for The African American tennis shoes online forum (AAFF), which addresses as well as solves variety problems in the container.

" it's our work to tear the rattling door down," Edwards observed of the organisation's boundaries to entrance for Black americans. "and ensure it never shuts again."

inquire from organisation Insider's homepage for better records.

D'Wayne Edwards is called one of one of the most a lot more significant tennis shoe developers round. he is in addition definitely one of just a handful of Black individuals that managed to find primary success as an artistic in the trade.

In an occupation extending 3 years, Edwards launched his individual business, SITY, as well as accomplished a 10-12 months stint as Nike's footwear style supervisor, the area he created for the Air Jordan producer. hence much, Edwards has developed over 500 patterns for athletes like Derek Jeter, Carmelo Anthony, as well as Michael Jordan.

but despite every one of his success, Edwards described he really felt love it wasn't enough.

" i recognized there came to be just an extra beneficial purpose for my existence during this market than merely to style shoes for professional athletes," he kept in mind, explaining his resolution to stop working as a full-time developer in 2010 as well as begin Pensole, a style academy that encourages the next wave of young tennis shoes designers on their direction into the profession.

because its starting, Pensole has actually placed above 475 previous graduates at brands equivalent to Nike, below Armour, and Adidas.

Shoe developer D'Wayne Edwards shows up to the celebration for Jordan producer's launch of the Air Jordan XX2 footwear at the MGM Grand Pavillion Outdoor Tents inside the MGM Grand inn/on line casino site on February sixteen, 2007 in Las Vegas, Nevada. Ethan Miller/Getty pictures

nevertheless past nurturing budding designers, Edwards has additionally introduced right into yet another objective to fix what he sees as an overarching concern within the market.

As nationwide attention changes to discussions round variety as well as addition, Edwards is teaming up with sportswear and also tennis shoe profession employees and also graduates in actively dealing with for profession during the African American tennis shoes discussion board (AAFF). This business functions to deal with as well as resolve variety factors to consider within the footwear sector. The discussion board held its second assembly on June 19, or Juneteenth, where Black masters and also service employee's almost stated and took inventory of the state of variety and possibility for Black people within the box.

In explaining his motivation to circulate right into a greater protestor trajectory, Edwards defined feeling satisfied as a clothier, notwithstanding "insufficient as a Black guy and also as somebody."

As such, Edwards has actually discovered the means to utilize his journey to produce additional chances for various unique prospects. he is doing so in his function at Pensole as wisely, with campaigns like the Leaders Emerge After course (LEAD) by means of Design software program, which helps nurture students of colour on their training course in resistance t a profession within the profession by way of a collaboration with generally black faculties and also universities (HBCUs).

"today, most of us be mindful of there is no more that a number of us within the sector," Edwards observed, keeping in mind that possibly the many discussion board's dreams is to get an appropriate census of Black individuals within each major organisation to entirely remember the inconsistency within the trade. The Nike alumnus estimated that there are feasible below 200 black designers amongst loads in the shoes sector right now.

The tennis shoe area is basically regarded intrinsically certain to Black subculture. but also for some industry americans, this social affect is never ever watched past outside messaging or campaigns. as a circumstances, ad campaign and star collaborations from Adidas and Nike are normal to plainly particular artists as well as athletes of shade, equal to Beyonce, Kanye West, and LeBron James.

"We go to all times capacity, we're by no means the brains in the back of companies, we're never a component of the business structure and also the preparation, the production," Edwards noted. "currently we have been completely shut out of these areas."

After recruitment and also retention, occupation growth is just one of the best issues for Black staff members within the shoes as well as athletic-put on business, described Darla Pires DeGrace, a diversity, fairness, and inclusion planner. Pires DeGrace is furthermore a previous employer for Reebok and also a participant of AAFF. past the office, lobbyists claim there is still function to be completed in various other sectors of the shoes profession, like at retail stores, to assist different Black individuals within the field.

Some changes are currently in position. producers like Adidas, Nike, as well as listed below Armour have actually all recounted enterprise-huge difficulties with inclusion and variety. When it comes to Edwards, his position as an online forum leader enables him to fire up crucial conversations with significant tennis shoes producers concerning variety and incorporation. In Foot Storage locker's most fresh wage name, Chief Executive Officer and chairman Richard Johnson introduced the organisation's proceeded partnership with Edwards, which includes funding training as well as mentorship classes for Black creatives.

"When it becomes component of the manner they do company, then it genuinely is if you take place to'll have sustainable lengthy-term have an effect on," Edwards said. "If or not it's just slicing a take a look at, that simply offers the instant objective."

Air Jordan 5 "Raging Bull" Returns subsequent year: particulars

if you've been round tennis shoes for a really lengthy time, you then most likely remember the Air Jordan 5 "Raging Bull" that was introduced over one decade earlier currently. It changed right into a type of colorways that instantaneously thrilled americans upon its unlock many thanks to the vibrant purple suede that graced the top. just viewing on the colorway, you may notify that it absolutely accepted the aesthetics of the Chicago Bulls and also the spirit of the staff.

For 10 years now, fans were asking for a second possibility at copping the shoe and also according to @zsneakerheadz, it really feels like that day is coming sooner in preference to later on. of course, it really is appropriate, the "Flaming Bull" colorway mosts likely to be making a big comeback in 2021 as well as it looks like a Springtime or summer season time liberate is likely. this is significant info for followers of the colorway that overlooked out the primary time around. Jordan brand has been commemorating the thirtieth wedding anniversary of the footwear in 2020 and heading right into following yr, it be clear Jumpman has no strategies to reduce.

Of direction, none of this has been verified by utilizing Jordan brand so stay tuned for updates as we can see to it to deliver you all the most recent advise.

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high school au - park jisung

a/n: idk why i suddenly felt like writing this?? i never even planned for a high school au but i was randomly really inspired to do it,,, sksks this is more of a dance team au but whatever

you’re not exactly friends with jisung

he’s been in a few of your classes throughout the years and you’re both on friendly terms- sometimes you’ll sit next to each other if there’s no one else and you can strike up a convo readily, you’ll say hi to each other in the hallways... but;;

still not really friends in the terms of hanging out and all

you’re not that close with his group of people in general

which is why it surprises you when one day as you’re going home from school ten pops up next to you “hey, (y/n!)”

it takes you five hot seconds to remember who he is- yes, right, he was the teaching assistant for your history class once, that friendly but kind of weird guy,,, he graduated but came back to help out

“that’s me! hi-?” you squeak out, because he basically jumpscared you

“you know jisung, right? and jeno and jaemin?”

you raise your eyebrow at him “...yes?”

“um, this might sound a bit weird, but...”

“yeah?”

“we’re kind of- we’re going to start a dance team, like an actual dance crew and stuff- well, technically it was taeyong’s idea but whatever- and we wanted to ask you to join?”

you just blink at him and try to process what he said “and where is this coming from?”... why would he ask you of all people?

“don’t give me that face! i know you’re a ballerina!”

and then you just stare at him

how the heck did he find out? you don’t go around telling people that you do ballet,,, you’re pretty shy about that

“and you... you know this how, exactly?” you inquire

ten just grins at you “yves told me about it! she even showed me a video of a performance you did. you’re really good!”

“sooyoung told you- she what?”

sooyoung, or yves as she’s nicknamed, is also a graduate from your school, and you’re quite good friends with her

“she’s joining our dance team too, and she recommended that we try and recruit you!”

“...” you’re not against this idea, really, but you’re a ballerina, and don’t know that much about more modern styles of dancing,,,

“come on, it’ll be fun!” ten insists

“i’m a ballerina, though,” you protest “not like... a contemporary dancer or anything...”

“that’s fine! you can learn!”

you hesitate “who else is going to be there?”

“well... me, jisung, jeno, jaemin, taeyong, sooyoung, and heejin, so far! and you, if you say yes. i wanted to ask a few other alumni, but they’re too busy... oh well, what do you say?”

oh thank god heejin’s there, she’s your best friend

that makes it so much better- not like you have issues with anyone else, but still...

“okay, yes, i’ll join... if it’s not awkward or burdensome for you guys.”

ten’s face lights up “great! can i have your number to add you to the group chat?”

you offer him your phone “have you asked anyone else?”

“well...” ten shrugs “yeah, but they don’t have time. so it’s just the eight of us... we figure a smaller number will be easier to handle, anyway, so that’s fine. unless you want to ask your friends?”

“um...” that’s actually tempting, some of your friends are excellent dancers “well, hyejoo and yerim are great dancers but they’re hella busy... yeah never mind.”

hyejoo’s been cast as the lead role in the school drama and has hours and hours of rehearsal, while yerim’s schedule is packed with a bazillion clubs, teams and classes

ten just laughs as he hands back your phone “alright, that’s fine! first meeting is this friday, i’ll see you there”

you nod as he waves goodbye and runs off

your phone buzzes with an excited text from heejin and you smile as you read over it

(y/n)!!! you joined the group!! omg i didn’t know you even knew about it

you shoot back a text with i didn’t, sooyoung told ten i’m a ballerina

heejin responds almost instantly,,, and no one told me they were planning to recruit you? ugh why i would have given you so much praise

you chuckle to yourself. shut up i’m not that good, you’re the amazing one

um... girlie, you are that good! and we’ll both be awesome together, okay?

then a notif lights up your phone from.... ‘taeten’s cult’???

oh,, must be the dance team chat, you realize- a message from taeyong

okay, everyone! we have a new member, it’s (y/n)

a text from heejin pops up in the chat ‘she’s an amazing ballerina!’

you sigh and retort, i’m not that good

heejin’s typing bubble shows up, but before she can shut you down, a text from jaemin pops up ‘oh, hey! welcome~’

over the next hour more welcoming texts are sent and,,, hey

you’re kind of looking forward to friday

but first: auditions for the big ballet production at your studio are tomorrow and you need to get in some last-minute practice today

you are a big ball of nerves because you’re aiming for the lead role and you have some serious competition

tomorrow’s audition comes and goes, and thankfully you seem to have impressed the director

so you just do what you usually do with auditions and don’t think about it

on friday you and heejin arrive at a practice room in taeyong and ten’s apartment complex

you more or less know everyone except taeyong, so you’re not that nervous

the two of you are the last to enter

everyone’s sitting in a circle on the floor

when ten spots you two, his eyes light up “oh, hey! they’re here!”

taeyong claps his hands “okay, kids, since everyone’s arrived-”

“yes mom,” drawls jeno

jisung and jaemin snort as taeyong sighs

the eight of you go around in a circle and introduce yourselves- like your name, your grade year, and a bit about yourselves like hobbies, interests, things like that

“hey, we need to decide on a name, don’t we?” sooyoung pipes up

“yeah, we do” taeyong just shrugs “i’ll put a small form in the group chat and you guys can send in suggestions”

“i like taeten’s cult,” ten declares

“...yeah... no”

the conversation devolves into a brief debate over how politically correct the word cult is in different situations before taeyong gets it back on track

“okay, guys! ten is going to split us up into pairs”

ten stands “alright, so the girls know each other, and the guys know each other, but there’s not much closeness between us besides that. through the power of rng and technology...” he waves his phone around “i’m going to sort us into pairs with someone we’re not so close with! so we can have team bonding and stuff”

it takes a few minutes for his app to load and he spins it a few times before announcing “okay, the pairs are... drumroll, please...”

jaemin, jeno, taeyong and heejin happily oblige him while sooyoung just chuckles

jisung shoots you a look like these idiots, right

“jaemin and sooyoung, jeno and taeyong, me and heejin, and jisung and (y/n)!”

the eight of you shuffle around so you’re next to your partners instead

“so just...” taeyong shrugs “talk to each other, get to know each other, stuff like that!”

jisung’s the first to speak- a bit nervous-sounding, and having a bit of trouble with eye contact “i’m really glad you joined...” he smiles shyly at you “i didn’t get to see any videos of you dancing, but ten and sooyoung said you were super good, and i believe them, so...”

“oh” you can’t help ducking your head and focusing on the floor for a second before glancing up again “thanks...! i’m- i’m really not that good, though. i don’t really know modern dance styles... not that i can’t do it, i can, but it’s not really my specialty? unlike you guys. you’re super good”

jisung shakes his head, a dusting of pink on his cheeks “oh, come on. we’re- we’re not all that good, and i’m sure you can learn”

you chuckle “well, i suppose. i’m looking forward to it”

the two of you spend a few more minutes talking quietly about nothing in particular- school, dancing, things like that

and then taeyong speaks up “guys... ten and i forgot to tell you something”

he sounds a bit guilty

then ten speaks up, not sounding guilty at all

“okay, guys! we forgot to tell you, but we’ve signed this team to perform for a big city festival that’s happening in a few months”

“unfortunately, some of the other planned performers had to back out, so we got stuck with a really long time slot- like...” taeyong sighs “ours is more than ten minutes long...”

“so we just need to perform for ten minutes?” inquires heejin “doesn’t sound that bad.”

ten continues cheerfully “that’s not all! we didn’t want to just have all eight of us perform for that long, that’s boring, so to spice it up, we promised that we’d have some duet performances!”

silence for a few moments as ten pauses dramatically before finishing “that’s right, everyone, the partner you’re with now will be the person you perform a duet stage with!”

well

jisung’s a good partner, actually,,, the only problem that you can think of is that you’re not good enough to match him

you’re fine with this though

“and you selected these pairs by random generator?” jeno yelps

ten nods happily while taeyong rolls his eyes in the back “right! if anyone has problems with their partner, speak now or forever hold your peace!”

you glance over at jisung

he just shrugs at you, smiling lightly

“i’m totally fine,” sooyoung chirps, and everyone follows suit with confirming that they’re fine with this arrangement

“okay, cool” taeyong stands up “ten and i are still choreographing the full group performance, so we don’t actually have anything else to do this meeting. just... we’ll meet again next friday, and meanwhile, you guys start planning the performance with your partners, okay?”

“yes, mom!” jaemin calls out

and with that the meeting ends

jisung pulls you aside before you leave “do you want to meet up tomorrow to decide what song to perform our duet to?”

“oh! yeah, okay. where do you want to meet?”

“i’ll... i’ll tell you,” jisung decides “i’ll send you the address later”

you nod “okay, that’s cool! see you tomorrow then”

jisung smiles at you and you wave goodbye before leaving with heejin

to be honest, you are a bit excited to perform a duet with jisung- you’re always happy to perform on stage, and duets are usually quite fun

and he’s a great dancer

you know he’ll do his best, and so will you- thankfully, you already know him, so it’s not like your partner is a literal stranger like taeyong or someone you don’t know as well, like ten

not that you know jisung that well, but the point stands

as you go home, a couple ideas for types of duets you’d like to do pop into your head, and you take mental notes of them

that night, jisung texts you an address to go to and you send him back a thanks! do you have any ideas so far?

you’re a bit confused because the address has no floor or apartment number, it’s just a street address

does jisung live in an actual house?

before you can ponder any longer jisung responds with a couple. you’re a ballerina, right? so maybe we could do something more traditional. or a fusion. i don’t know, anything’s possible

you smile down at your screen and text back, yeah! if we end up doing something more your genre, like modern stuff, that’s cool too! i’d like to try that as well.

five minutes later the dance team chat rings with a text from taeyong

whoever just sent ‘cabbage ass’ to the name submission form, please stop, thanks

you snort to yourself before wondering if you should submit a name

huh,,, you’ll think about it, you don’t have any good ideas as of right now

before you go to bed you and heejin text each other back and forth for a good forty-five minutes, mostly about the dance team performance

she’s excited too

which is nice- having your bestie with you makes it more fun

the next day, you wake up late because it’s a weekend, finish your homework, eat lunch and head out to the address jisung gave you

when you arrive your jaw more or less drops

it’s a huge house

...more like a mansion ngl

but.

it’s huge, and obviously belongs to a very, very rich family

jisung is standing at the entrance, and you trot towards him

when he spots you he waves and smiles “hi! good afternoon”

“good afternoon, jisung,” you greet politely, though you are still thoroughly shook “is this... is this your house?”

“is this...” he looks surprised for a moment before laughing and shaking his head “no, it’s not, it’s chenle’s. his family is super rich. there’s a practice room in there that they almost never use, so chenle lets me use it all the time.”

you glance back and forth between him and the huge house

right, zhong chenle is rich, you forget that sometimes because he seems... more or less normal

“and... his parents are okay with this?”

jisung nods, heading towards the gate and gesturing for you to follow “yeah! his parents don’t mind.”

“is chenle here right now?”

“i don’t know. i’ll ask him. he knows we’re here, of course.” jisung shrugs “even if he’s not here, it’s... it’s fine for us to use the room, since chenle knows i’m not going to break anything or stuff like that.”

jisung pauses at the gate to type in a code and you ask, “so... you just use your best friend’s house for dance practice? even when he’s not here?”

“yep”

you shake your head, finding that setup somehow quite funny as jisung leads you into the house

and you try not to look too astonished at how grand the house is

you’re pretty sure some of it shows, though, since when jisung glances over at you, a faintly amused smile creeps over his face

he glances away quickly enough, looking embarrassed at being caught observing you

the two of you arrive at a large dance practice room with a big mirror on one side of the wall and a little speaker system set up in the far corner

jisung plops himself down against the wall, looking completely comfortable making himself right at home

you set your bag down as he pulls out his laptop from his bag “i brought this so we can look through songs and choreographies”

“okay” you sit down next to him “any ideas for the type of song?”

“i thought about... something more traditional, i guess? not totally old-fashioned, if you get my drift. but still. i’ve always wanted to try genres like that. they tend to have fun partner dances.”

“ooh..” you hum in agreement “that sounds fun, too. let’s start looking, then...” you pause as jisung pulls up youtube “do we need an original choreography or can we follow one?”

jisung pauses in his typing as he responds “i asked taeyong. it can be either, it’s up to us. he needs to approve it, though.”

“oh... what do you want to do, then?”

“i... i don’t mind either way” jisung shrugs “i guess... we can look through some choreographies first and see if any catch our eye, or if any songs sound particularly inspiring”

“i’m assuming it can just be one to two minutes, right?”

“yeah.”

and so the two of you begin your search for choreos and songs that you’d like to perform

it takes about twenty minutes for the two of you to find something

the song is fast-paced, latin-sounding thing, and the choreography is... well, it’s spectacular

you’re not sure what it is about this choreography but you immediately latch on to it. this is what you want to perform

it has a certain powerful, energetic spirit, it matches the song perfectly, and you can easily tell it’s painfully intricate and detailed- especially the partner elements

this is a legitimate couples dance

there’s no way for anyone perform the dance on their own- a partner is most definitely needed in this routine

you just. really want this song.

so you check over at jisung and thank god

the look on his face is delighted and completely taken in by the video- it’s easy to see that he’s having the same thoughts as you

“i...” you clear your throat “i want this song. i like it.”

jisung smiles, looking happy at what you said “i like it too. so, we both want to do it- then... there’s no discussion necessary, right?”

“looks like it!”

“i’ll send it to taeyong, i’m sure he’ll approve it though” jisung picks up his phone and shoots off a message to taeyong before turning back to you “should we watch it a couple more times?”

you nod cheerfully “sure!”

as the two of you go through the video a few more times, you become more convinced that yes, this is definitely something you want to try

there’s something a bit concerning though

well. just a bit

the routine has a fair amount of bodily contact- like hands on waists, dipping, faces being one inch apart, hand holding, stuff like that

it’s not as if you’re super against that but

you don’t know jisung that well. you’re not super comfortable with him,,, but it’s easy to see that to pull this dance off, partners have to be extremely comfortable with getting up close and personal

that... creates a bit of worry for you

and it’s a bit embarrassing to think about

you really want to do it, but- perhaps... if he’s not comfortable,,,

as you chew on your lip you glance over at him,,, and yes, his face is a bit pink, he’s definitely noticed

he coughs nervously “um... (y/n)- there’s... there’s not much personal space to be had in this routine... if you’re not comfortable with it then-”

“oh, no!” you shake your head “i’m- i’m fine with it, as long as you’re also okay with doing that-”

“i- i don’t have problems with it, don’t worry!” jisung ducks his head to face his feet, looking a tad embarrassed “it’s something new for me, but i’m willing to try”

“it’s new for me too” you offer “we can learn together!”

jisung looks very relieved, though his cheeks are still a bit redder than usual, and you’re pretty sure yours are too

“okay, let’s both do our best then” jisung smiles at you before his phone buzzes “oh, it’s taeyong!”

he checks it briefly before his grin widens a bit “he said he likes it.”

“oh! that’s good”

“so, uh... do you want to start learning it right now?”

“i... i don’t know, let me-”

then your phone buzzes and your heart flutters with excitement

it’s the special notification sound you set for anything ballet-related,,, so... that must mean- audition results

“sorry, jisung, this is important, hold on-” you bite down on your lip nervously as you turn your phone on

a few seconds later a brilliant smile breaks out on your face

“yes!” you squeal happily “i did it!”

jisung looks a bit confused “...did what?”

“sorry, didn’t tell you” there’s still a slightly giddy grin on your face “i got picked for the main role in the ballet production my studio is doing!”

“oh!” jisung’s face clears “congratulations!”

“i was really nervous, so- oh, this is good,” you chirp happily, sending back affirmation to the director before texting heejin about your successful audition

“...hey, (y/n)?”

“yeah, what is it?”

“if this isn’t weird...” jisung is fidgeting with his shirt “can i- can i see one of your ballet routines? i really want to see you dancing- i mean, if that’s not too odd-”

a strange feeling that is somewhat pleased and flattered fills you

“it’s no problem, of course!” you’re always happy to show people ballet

so you put on some music “this is the routine i auditioned with! it’s romeo and juliet, by the way.”

“...you got juliet’s part?”

“yep!” you smile cheerfully “that means i die in the end, but whatever”

jisung chuckles as you stand up,,, and you slip into the starting position, trying to ignore the fact that he’s there

it’s a bit embarrassing but you soon forget that he’s watching you

you let yourself go into the music and your surroundings fade away- your part is juliet, you’re juliet now, not (y/n), that’s the character you have to embody

this quick routine is basically muscle memory for you so it’s over before you know it

a slight blush appears on your face before you give a small bow and peek at jisung “was i good?”

his eyes are shining with thrilled excitement “you were great!” he exclaims “ten and sooyoung weren’t lying, i suppose... that was really good, (y/n!) you’re a good ballerina.”

your blush darkens and you hurriedly sit down, flustered “thank you... oh, but don’t say it like that, i don’t know how to respond-”

“no, seriously” jisung insists earnestly “you were really graceful and elegant, i liked it”

you giggle nervously, secretly delighted by the praise “i... thank you, jisung! it’s really nice to hear that”

after that, the two of you come to an agreement to meet up here again tomorrow- each of you will start learning your individual part at home, then start putting it together tomorrow

this arrangement comes to be mostly because jisung received a panicked text from one of his friends telling him that they forgot to finish a project

so today’s time is cut short

“do you want to grab something from the kitchen before leaving?” jisung offers “there’s a lot of stuff in there”

you frown “...is that allowed?”

“yeah! i’ve done it before”

so the two of you take a detour to the kitchen, and lo and behold, chenle’s actually there, sitting at the kitchen counter and watching something on his laptop

“oh, hey!” jisung grins “you’re here!”

chenle looks up and a big smile breaks out on his face “jisung, hi! and (y/n) too~ you guys finished early!”

“yeah...” jisung smiles sheepishly “renjun and i forgot to finish our history project”

“oh, of course” chenle rolls his eyes teasingly “not surprised. oh, and if you’re here to get food, then go ahead, kitchen’s yours” he waves vaguely at the shelves behind him

so you pick up a couple of cookies before leaving chenle’s house and waving goodbye to jisung, who’s rushing home to do his project

when you get home the dance team chat buzzes again- it’s taeyong

two of the pairs have already decided on their choreographies! the rest of you, you still have time, but if you’re going to make an original choreography, you better start soon

you scan through a series of excited congratulatory texts from heejin

then taeyong texts again hey, does anyone know where ten is? he won’t tell me and i swear i’ll pay anyone who does know

a response from ten: i’m in church like a good christian boy

you raise your eyebrows, fighting a laugh as a reply from jeno pops up ‘it’s not even sunday, no one’s at church’

at the same time, jisung replies with ‘good christian boy my ass’

you roll your eyes

watching ten send back aggressive protests and taeyong’s attempts to get things back under control is quite entertaining, but you have other things to do

like practicing your parts for the choreography you’ve picked

it’s really an interesting dance, with lots of little details that are quite difficult to get right

you’re still excited to do it though!

later on you receive the practice schedule for romeo and juliet and scan over it briefly

as planned, you show up at chenle’s mansion again the next day

jisung says a gentle, polite hello to you, and the two of you walk right in like it’s not someone else’s house

chenle’s in the garden, and the two of you greet him before going in

and you get right to business! jisung pulls up the choreography video while asking, “did you practice last night?”

“yeah, i did! i think i have the basic idea down for most of it. you?”

“me too, we just need to put it together now”

you have most of your part learned- the rest of it being details you glossed over and more importantly moves you can’t do without jisung

this will be hard to perfect

and so the two of you get right to it

okay, so yes, you were expecting a bit of awkwardness and embarrassment, and it hits right away

you haven’t actually had notable physical contact with jisung before and it shows

the starting position is your back pressed up against jisung’s front with his hands on your waist and your hands on his forearms

suddenly you’re wondering if this was such a good idea

it’s just kind of weird being so close to him,,, your face is kind of warm and you think you can hear your heartbeat because it’s fluttering a bit faster than normal

but if you think you’re embarrassed,,,, you have not seen jisung

poor boy is basically hyperventilating internally

he hasn’t really tried partner dancing like this before??? so he’s super nervous,,, and he doesn’t know whether you’re comfortable

is he too close? should he move his hands higher? is he holding too tight, or too lightly? jisung doesn’t mind being this close, but he’s afraid that you mind

he’s also in the leading position for this dance so he’s going to have to take more initiative and that makes him nervous

so neither of you look at the mirror because you're both kind of pink and you don’t want to see it

“is- is this good?” jisung asks anxiously his voice is a little scared and it’s a bit endearing but you try to ignore that in favor of nodding

the two of you start to slowly move through the choreography- you both know the basic skeleton, but there are details, and you have to be careful to match each other

“we’ll get it eventually,” you giggle as jisung almost trips over your foot for the fifth time

he groans “,,, we really have to be less awkward to do this properly...”

“we’ll get there!” you promise over the next month, the two of you do get there and become closer, as does the whole dance team as a whole

taeten take the whole month and some to choreograph the full group dance because apparently they haven’t ever done it for such a large group before- they intend on having a detailed choreo and letting everyone be in the spotlight at least once- and they’re extremely busy

every friday they apologize for taking so long

but it gives everyone more time to practice their duets, so it’s fine!

the dance team’s high school members- which would be you, heejin, jisung, jaemin and jeno- start hanging out a fair bit after school

the boys have called you and heejin over to their lunch table several times,,, and the five of you are always throwing paper airplanes at each other in class to get each others’ attention

you’ve also decided on a team name! the eight of you are now named halcyon- the word means something like great prosperity and happiness, as well as recalling a mythological bird who could charm the sea into calm

over this month, you start getting busy. like really busy

ballet practice kicks into full swing and you have so much goddamn choreo to memorize,,, and you’re spending as much time practicing with jisung as humanly possible because you’re both awfully perfectionist

the two of you are a lot more comfortable with each other now though

practice pays off sjdhjhs spending so much time together has made the two of you a lot more familiar with each other

you’re now comfortable with physical contact- even a little bit in public is fine

like when the two of you sit together during lunch you can lean on jisung’s shoulder if you want, neither of you mind if your arms or legs are touching, little things like that

the two of you have made a habit of hanging out for a while after practice,,, like to get boba or whatever

you’re very close with each other now lmao

it’s just easy for the two of you to get along,,,and that doesn’t slip past the other members

heejin won’t stop needling you about it and how close you and jisung have gotten in such a short amount of time

especially given the duo choreo- the duos have to show what they’ve learned during practice and oh boy when you and jisung performed what you had perfected of your song for the first time

jaemin: leAVE SPACE FOR JESUS

taeyong: ...you two are really good at this wow you look so comfortable with each other

ten: is that a hanD ON A WAIST I SEE YOUNG MAN

heejin: eww why are you staring into each others’ eyes so hard is that part of the choreo

jeno and sooyoung: *literally catcalling*

the other members started teasing the two of you after that about how you had to pick a romantic sort of dance and how the two of you have excellent chemistry and look so comfortable with each other

actually last week after you and jisung showed off the part where he lifts you off the ground and spins you around, you caught taeten cooing over how cute the two of you look together

also you posted a selfie of when one time you and jisung went out to get boba and jesus christ the comments on that one

you would think the two of you announced an engagement

(everyone you know is crazy. that’s the conclusion you can draw from that ngl)

and it’s not just teasing from the dance team members, heejin sent the video of you and jisung’s dance to your other friends too so now hyejoo and yerim are always teasing you, especially after they saw that selfie-

“are you sure you’re not dating-”

and they’re not shy about doing it in front of both of you

apparently jisung is a complete tsundere and it’s actually pretty adorable like “we are nOT- what are you imPLYING”

you either just blush or roll your eyes, depending on the audacity of the teasing comment

it’s not as if you’re opposed to the idea of dating jisung, he’s sweet and adorable, but it’s just... not a thing

you’re not sure how he feels about it anyway so you just ignore the teasing,,, and he gets a bit pink when it happens, which is cute

soon enough ten and taeyong finish the choreography for the full group performance, and at the next team meeting, they start teaching it

(of course, the duos show off their dances first and in comes the customary round of teasing directed at you and jisung, but whatever.)

it’s pretty interesting! it’s a very detailed choreography built around eight members only with changing formations and all that

and it starts out easy

but then there’s one move. or one sequence of moves,,, that you just cannot get the hang of

your body just... refuses to move that way for some reason

it’s only an introductory teaching today to give a feel of what the choreo will look like though,,, so you don’t bring it up and decide to go over it at home

newsflash: you still can’t get it

it’s really disappointing, especially because everyone else could

you feel like you’re improving a little, but you still can’t get the hang of those moves and it’s very negligible improvement

plus ballet is starting to get stressful

so at the next meeting, when they start going into more detail, you feel yourself lagging behind

it’s not just those moves- you feel that your ability to do this genre of dance is lower than everyone else’s in general, and it’s noticeable

you just don’t look as sharp and smooth as the others do and it’s actually very embarrassing because you haven’t been this bad at anything involving dancing in a while

which leads to you being too afraid to try because you don’t want to embarrass yourself and show them that you’re not as good

so you just have a disheartened air the whole practice

and.... you’re really just not used to being bad at dancing

you’re pretty sure taeten, jisung and heejin notice- they’re all looking at you with concern, especially when it comes to that one sequence and you kind of just shrink

but you refuse to tell them what’s up,,,

you’re getting increasingly frustrated though

when practice is over you wave heejin away, not wanting her to be late to her tutoring, and she frowns, giving you a ‘you-wont-tell-me-but-i-know-you’re-sad’ hug before leaving to her tutoring class

the rest of the team is starting to leave when jisung tugs you aside

“hey, (y/n), what’s wrong? you seemed... really worried today”

“nothing,” you grumble, shaking him off “i’m fine.”

“you are not fine,” he insists, eyes wide and earnest “you looked so down the whole time. and you weren’t trying, i know you weren’t, i’ve seen you dancing before. what’s wrong?”

god, you don’t want to admit it to jisung of all people, jisung who’s so good at dancing and managed to pull off the choreo perfectly today, jisung who has such high opinions of you...

“(y/n)... come on...” jisung’s voice is sincere and concerned

you sigh “okay, look, i just... i know it might not be that difficult in reality, but i can’t seem to pull the group choreo off? i just look so awkward and not like the rest of you, and there’s that one sequence that i can’t manage to do properly? at least everywhere else i can pretend, but there, it’s really obvious that i can’t.”

you trail off, looking up at jisung, who looks pensive and thoughtful

it’s a moment before he speaks again, and he’s grabbing your hand and pulling you toward the center of the room “come on, hurry”

“w-what?”

“you said you can’t pull it off well, right?” jisung smiles hopefully at you “well, i’m going to help you practice until you can”

“oh...” you feel your heart lift- he really is very sweet and caring, isn’t he... “but isn’t this... ten and taeyong are gone, this is their apartment complex- are we allowed to use this?”

jisung shrugs “well... they say no one ever uses it, so i think we’ll be fine”

“you- you don’t have anything better to do?” you question hesitantly

“this is something better, i want to help you,” he insists “it’s troubling you, and i don’t want that. besides, it’s always easier to learn dance with someone teaching you”

so you give in and you start going over the moves bit by bit

it really is easier with someone teaching you, and jisung’s actually quite a decent coach- he’s patient and gentle and encouraging,,, walks you through every step until you finally get it

he doesn’t get frustrated even when you do “just try again, i’m sure you’ll get it this time!”

hypes you up when he so much as spots a spark of improvement

and because you’re comfortable with physical contact jisung can just reach out and adjust your position whenever you’re off

you’re not sure how long you spend in the room but eventually you get it correct,,, not like you’re suddenly really good, but you manage to move through it properly and it doesn’t look awkward

“i did it!” you cheer happily, bouncing up and down “jisung, i did it~”

he’s grinning brightly “you did! good job!”

you tackle him into a hug because you’re kind of unreasonably happy about it “thank you so much, jisung!”

he stutters and blushes, but reciprocates happily “no problem”

it’s a few minutes and a few more run-throughs later when you cough “hey... what time is it?”

apparently it’s actually really late- like it’s dark out and you’re surprised no one’s come to kick you out of the practice room

you’re on your way out when jisung clears his throat “hey, (y/n)... cause it’s really late, i was just thinking- you don’t live far, right? w-would- would you... like me to... w-walk you home, maybe?”

you can barely respond without stuttering like him (and you definitely avoid eye contact) because that is painfully adorable and sweet and yes, you would like that

so he does

it’s quite nice- just two friends walking through the night, talking about everything and nothing, giggling once in a while when something’s funny

the walk passes by in a blur because jisung is just so easy to be with and you’re simply happy to be around him

“we’re here,” you chirp “thanks so much for walking me home, jisung!”

“it was- um- it was nice walking with you,” he offers before smiling sweetly at you “are you up for duet practice tomorrow or are you tired?”

you grin back “i’m up for it! and, uh- thanks again for staying back to teach me the dance, really...”

“it was no problem,” he insists earnestly

and then you’re really not sure what possesses you

maybe it’s the way he’s smiling at you or the way the glow from the streetlights illuminates his face,,, you really don’t know

but you just lean in and touch your lips to his briefly

and then you immediately mentally regret it because what in god’s name did you just do

it’s not like it lasted for that long but still

jisung looks more startled than you “i- wh-”

“uh- yeah, thanks for everything tonight,” you squeak out, wondering where the hell that impulse came from “good night, jisung!”

and you hear him call an uncertain “good night” after you as you duck into your building

the second you’re out of sight though,,, jisung lifts his hand to his lightly tingling lips

his face is warm and pink and he can’t stop from smiling just a bit

meanwhile you’re fretting over whether you just ruined your friendship- which is probably paranoid of you, but you really have no idea why you did that, you just really wanted to kiss him all of a sudden apparently???

so the next day you’re terrified to hell and back that your dance practice with him will be awkward

thankfully it’s not

jisung seems happy to not bring it up and so are you,,, so you just don’t, and you go on as usual

except for that one part in the choreo where his face gets really close to yours

when you guys get to that part all you can think of is what you did last night and maybe what it would be like to properly kiss him again,,, and you turn bright red before tripping over him

which just makes him laugh

you think you hear him mumble “cute” but you’re too embarrassed over your mistake to pursue that thought further

the two of you head out to grab a snack again afterwards, as usual

on the way to the dessert parlor you both love, you’re walking along in comfortable silence before another impulse picks at your head again

you kind of want to hold his hand

it’s not like the two of you don’t link fingers once in a while when you’re sitting next to each other,,, but you don’t do it in public while walking around

and the thought of it makes you strangely flustered

so you just shrug to yourself and link arms with him

jisung glances down and looks a bit confused before smiling hesitantly at you and relaxing

it’s nice walking arm in arm with him

standing in line at the counter to order, you feel a bit more fluttery than usual but you don’t think anything of it

next friday,,, it’s dance practice again!!!

and this time when you go over the full group choreo you manage to do the whole thing quite well

you grin happily and jisung catches your eye in the mirror before sending you a proud grin and mouthing good job at you

which makes you flush a little

but you’re mostly just really happy that you got it

after practice you, jisung, heejin, jeno, and jaemin go out to a coffee shop to chill for a while

it’s one you and jisung go to fairly often after practice

so you think nothing of ordering one of those big milkshakes to share like usual- you have the same favorite drink, and it’s just cheaper lmao

jisung’s stuck in the two straws and you’re taking a sip when you catch the other three staring at you

“...what?”

the three glance at each other knowingly

“that’s cute,” jeno sighs a moment later,,, jaemin pouts at him “why don’t you do this sort of thing with me?”

“...i did it once, i left for ten seconds and you drank eighty percent of it. never again.”

heejin tilts her head “so you two are just casually doing couple things now?”

“w-what?” you squeak “heejin-”

she raises her eyebrows “don’t act innocent, and don’t give me that look, jisung, sharing drinks is a thing dating people do-”

“we are not dating!” jisung yelps “we’re just-”

“we’re friends!” you add “sharing milkshakes is a friend thing too, guys, come on, i share drinks with you, heejin!”

“no, you don’t, i ask you and you let me take one sip before snatching it away,” heejin corrects

you roll your eyes but you can’t quite muster a snarky response

(your mind is back to when you kissed him last week,,, not that that kissing incident means anything-)

“maybe it’s a friend thing, but in general, it’s typically a couples thing to do and it has that sort of connotation,” jeno points out reasonably, eyes twinkling with amusement

jisung’s pink again and you still can’t think of anything to say

heejin raises her eyebrow at your lack of protest so she continues needling you,,, and later on jaemin snaps a picture of you and jisung for no reason

that night you found out he uploaded it with the caption i’m with other people but i feel like i’m third wheeling

he was nice enough to crop out your and jisung’s faces

but it’s still enough to make you turn red

heejin’s comment is the top one- not dating my ass

chenle’s is right under, asking inquisitively, who are they???

jeno just has a laughing emoji

and then there’s people speculating as to who it is

thankfully you don’t see your or jisung’s names anywhere- that would just be embarrassing

you scroll back up to eye the picture,,, and you have to concede that out of context, it does look like a dating picture, with the shared milkshake and oh god jaemin managed to catch the one second jisung was playing with your fingers to bug you

you try to forget about it

and it mostly works because stress from school is starting to really set in,,, besides, ballet practice is tiring you out a lot

then the next dance practice with the team rolls around

you’ve been practicing in the school dance practice rooms lately because some of the elderly have been booking taeten’s usual room for yoga and things like that

and you guys get to a part in the choreography where taeten are planning for you to do something fancy and acrobatic

once again, it was sooyoung who told them you could do that

taeyong gives you an idea of what he wants, and lo and behold, it is something within your ability so you go ahead with it

that part of the choreography is pretty difficult so you keep running through it

at some point though you start flagging a bit because you’re exhausted already and this isn’t helping

“do you need to take a break?” ten asks briefly

but you shake your head “i’m good”

what happens next is both a mistake on your part and jisung’s

you’re going into your acrobatic sequence when jisung doesn’t get out of the way fast enough

so you bump into him

and before you realize you lose your balance and fall hard onto your ankle

a shot of pain stabs up through your leg

instantly you know that you’ve probably sprained it,,, you’ve had a good share of foot injuries, being a ballerina

so you’re not too alarmed

(but it hurts a lot, so you let yourself shriek a little)

everyone around you immediately freaks out

“(y/n)!” heejin yells “are you okay?”

jisung kneels down next to you “i- i’m so sorry! i tripped you, i’m so sorry, are you alright?”

“it’s not your fault,” you mumble out, sighing as you sit up and start tugging on your shoe to examine your foot

the other members visibly cringe as you hiss and flinch

“no, don’t,” taeyong states sharply “you’re going to the nurse”

“but-”

“i’ll take you, come on,” jisung mumbles “i tripped you, so i’ll do it”

“jisung-”

despite your protests that you’re just fine, jisung walks you to the nurse’s office anyway

“thank god we’re at school...” you sigh out as you enter the office

the nurse quickly makes you sit down and checks your foot, and every time you glance over to jisung you frown

he looks so guilty and concerned, and winces when you do

“it’s a moderate sprain, just stay off it for a while, you’ll be fine in a week or two” the nurse smiles at you “i’ll write you a note and get you a cast, just stay right here”

she disappears into the storage room

“(y/n), i-”

“don’t apologize” you interrupt jisung and pat the empty spot next to you “come on, sit down, you look awkward just standing there”

he does and sighs “it’s just... you were in pain, and i hated that”

you soften a little “oh, come on, it wasn’t that much, i’ve sprained ankles before-”

“no, you don’t get it...” he falters a little “i- look, i just feel so guilty because it’s partly my fault, and i hate seeing you hurt- it’s just... i care about you a lot, (y/n), and i really like you. i like you so much- it hurts me when you’re like this even if it’s not a lot-”

he stops himself

“o-oh...” you blink at him “i-”

“oh, no,” he mutters under his breath “i’m sorry i said that, you don’t need that right now, i really didn’t-”

“no, jisung, what were you saying?” you interrupt, and you’re not sure where this is going or where you want it to go

“i didn’t plan for it to go this way...” he mumbles “i- i said, i really like you, i like you a lot, and it hurts me to see you injured even if it’s just a little bit, especially if it’s partially my fault...”

“you- you like me?”

he’s bright pink and can’t look at you “yes...”

“w-what? for how long?” your face is burning too

“i don’t know... i think i... i realized it after you kissed me, i liked it, and then i realized i liked you that way, but maybe i felt that way before...?” his voice, uncertain, lifts up into a wondering, unsure tone

“jisung-”

he rushes ahead “so i guess- what i want to get at is- i swear i didn’t intend for it to go this way, but the secret’s out so i might as well... will you- w-will you be-”

“your girlfriend?” you finish for him

“yes...”

“i will!” you announce happily, grinning all over

“you will?” he looks so delighted and startled that you giggle “yeah, i will! now that you’ve said it- i guess i was feeling those feelings too, i’m just happy when i’m with you. heck yeah, i’ll be your girlfriend!”

jisung just smiles widely and you’re about to lean in to kiss him properly this time when the nurse comes back in with your cast

you’re not sure if she heard

but she has a knowing smirk so actually you’re pretty sure

when the two of you go back down to the practice room, jisung announces that your ankle is only sprained

and then you chime in “we’re dating!”

the reactions are delightfully varied

ten shouts “taeyong, forK OVER mY moNEY-”

three different people declare “i told you so!” at the exact same time

jisung just sighs “i... i knew that was going to happen...”

“you bet on my love life?” you yelp indignantly while ten just nods proudly, pocketing a twenty

(later you find out yerim and heejin were also betting on it and you almost kick heejin out the window)

but anyway

you’re both sort of new to dating so you just figure things out as you go,,, in a way, your relationship doesn’t change that much

but you’re both more open to more affection with each other now

hand holding under the table and just casually when you’re hanging out with each other

just being soft around each other everywhere you are

jisung will literally sprint ahead of you to hold doors open for you and is always offering to help you carry your stuff

loves playing with your hair

sitting or taking walks in silence just enjoying each other’s company

you’re both too shy to get too into it in public but you both love affection and skinship

you’ve kissed him in public a few times- mostly to see him blush

he’s still unused to it and will shove you away because he’s so impossibly flustered

but jisung’s just the best, cutest, most supportive boyfriend of all time and will basically do anything for you

#whipped

he comes to your ballet performance holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers

front row seat in the audience

he intercepts you after the show, grinning hugely “you did so good! you’re so beautiful, too. i really liked the part where you-”

and he rambles on and on before you push him playfully “jisung i need to go change, you can compliment me later”

jisung insists that you take the flowers though

so you do and you blush the whole way back to the changing rooms as all your ballet friends demand to know where you got those flowers from

after the show you meet him again and thank him profusely for the flowers

jisung just smiles and reaches for your hand quietly

you dodge that and just full on kiss him at the doors of the ballet studio because you’re giddy with after-show euphoria and you’re just delighted to be with him

aggressive cheering from everyone who sees it

jeno and jaemin wolf whistling

oh that’s right they were in the audience too but you weren’t paying attention to them

jisung drags you out to get dessert afterwards

“okay, well, i was a bit meh on the parts with you and the guy playing romeo...” jisung admits to you over his ice cream

you snicker at him “we had our festival performance already, but if you want to assert that yes, i’m taken by you once again, then by all means, you can audition for the next romantic ballet”

“oh god no i can’t ballet”

so you just laugh at him

and you hear one of the waitresses giggling about young love

which is basically what this is,,, just,,, you’re both awkwardly head over heels for each other

#nct #nct dream #smtownnetwork #park jisung #nct jisung #high school au #nct scenarios #nct x reader #nct fluff #jisung scenarios #cherry blossom #nct dream fluff #nct imagines #bulletpoints #nct dream imagines #nct dream x reader #jisung fluff #jisung imagines #miyu's writing

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私に薬の主人を呼んではいけない Chapter 01

SMUT ALERT!!

Fai doesn't think the term 'drug lord' is an accurate description for his line of work. Of course, it's hard to explain exactly what it is you do when you find out that your Tinder crush is a officer at the Tokyo police department. Modern Day AU. KuroFai. Mentions of other CLAMP ships here and there. Full list of warnings at the beginning of each chapter.

Chapter 01 available here or click the read more link!

Fai Fluorite was on his third large, triple chocolate caramel latte with 2 shots of expresso, and he wasn't even half way though his night yet. He had two more clubs to visit and a meeting with his Guatemalan importer to get though before he had to head to the Neko no me Café and start the ovens.

It took every ounce of his self-motivation to eat the grilled cheese his assistant, Syaoran, had so kindly acquired for him. It was easy to ignore the food while he balanced the books of Fenikkusu though. The once familiar task took frustratingly long…

Normally this particular establishment ran smoothly, but with Oruha out on maternity leave he had to spend a maddening amount of time keeping things moving. Don't get him wrong, he was happy for her—she had been trying for a child for so long after all—and he wanted her to have as much time off as she needed.

But—

He would be much happier with her back in her office where she belonged. There was just no substitute for someone who had been running this club for him for the last 8 years. She knew this place better then him naturally.

"Please eat a few more bites Fai-sama." Syaoran was frowning at him from the other side of the ornate cherry wood desk and the blond tugged his cheeks into a too cheery smile as he looked up from his work.

"I swear I'll finish it." His tone was purposefully cheerful, but he didn't quite manage to bring the smile to his eyes.

His assistant didn't look as though he was buying it today, and he wasn't sure if he currently had the energy to tug the muscles in his face any tighter.

Syaoran gave a defeated sigh—He could be such a smart kid sometimes.

Fai had every intention of sticking to his usual diet of pure sugar, caffeine and various other stimulants for the rest of the night. He would probably eat some blueberries at the café… Toyo had mentioned that the last shipment was deliciously ripe.

Keeping his body running when he couldn't sleep more than three or four hours a night was a delicate balancing act. Carbs and fat would make him sluggish and he couldn't afford that so early in the night. He had probably already hit his calorie goal anyways with the sugar packed lattes.

A greasy grilled cheese wasn't going to do him any good. Even if it was from the little dinner across the street and one of his favorite foods.

"Can you go run to the backroom and grab the inventory list for me?" Fai looked back down at the spreadsheet he was updating. Better to keep Syaoran busy then letting him fret over silly things like his lunch.

The teen nodded and pulled the door open just wide enough to slip through. After a year of working as the blonde's assistant he knew when to take a hint, and left quickly to give his boss some space.

The loud sound of the music rushed into the quite office like a tsunami despite his efforts, causing the blond to scowl. As soon as the door swung closed again the noise faded back down to a more tolerable level and Fai stood while grabbing the now cold sandwich off the plate. He had a hot minute before Syaoran would return—but better safe than sorry… Fai headed towards the employee restroom for some extra privacy.

Locking the door, he tore sizable chunks of the sandwich off and tossed them in the toilet. Flushing away the evidence, he sighed and washed the greasy residue off his fingers and dried his hands quickly.

Now to the next line of business.

If he was going to get though the rest of this night, he was going to need a pick me up.

It had been that kind of week unfortunately.

Or rather… That kind of month…

Year?

The blond wasn't entirely sure.

Fai pulled his cell phone out of the inner pocket of his dark blue Brioni suit jacket and set it on the sink. Digging a little deeper he found what he was looking for—a dime bag with just enough 'help' to get him though the rest of the night.

Lazily, he tapped some of the powder onto the shining porcelain of the sink. With practiced grace he shaped two identical lines with his visa. The only cash he carried was for the soul purpose snorting his snow, and he made quick work of twirling up his lucky ¥10,000 note.

Two deep breaths later and Fai was tilting his head back and closed his eyes while he sucked in a few deep breaths. What little discomfort he felt was quickly forgotten and the blonde used a damp paper towel to wipe down the side of the sink and slid the baggie back into his inner breast pocket.

He would need to do a lot more to get any sort of rush—but those lines would serve to make him feel a little more human.

He had been doing this on and off for years—and though he was sure his body would thank him for a brake form the illicit substances—he couldn't deal with it now. There were too many things that needed his attention. This shit was way better then caffeine that was for sure.

Once he was feeling a little more like himself, he leaned against the porcelain counter top and unlocked his phone.

The second line of break business was making sure there was nothing urgent that needed his attention. His people had his cell and knew that he was available at all hours should they need him.

No urgent texts, so there was nothing that needed his immediate attention. One of his bouncers had needed a few stiches after breaking up a bar brawl and Fai set a reminder to take care of the doctor bills and send him a card.

Emails for this week's accounting were coming in and he would add them to the books while he waited for Yuukito and Touya to show up for their opening shift this morning…

He added that to his calendar as well and sighed before hitting the home button. Between meeting with the troublesome supplier, one of his managers being out, and trying to get the months end accounting done he was going to lose his mind.

Absentmindedly he opened Tinder and started looking though the messages he had been ignoring for the last few hours. Maybe a good lay would help relax him enough to actually be able to sleep tonight…

Fai didn't have high standards and he had probably slept with half the men in Tokyo by now. Well… Half the gay ones at least. The blonde didn't care what line of work they were in—what they were majoring in—if they were vegan—liked beer or whatever else hipsters drank these days—what exotic vacations they took.

He just wanted them tall, with a strong shoulders, a killer body, and big cock. He didn't do clingy, long term, or batshit ether.

Fai already had money, nice cars, and a big house. He didn't need someone to take care of him—just get him off. As long as their kinks weren't anything too crazy, Fai was usually down to party.

It was nearing 10. Not too late to arrange something if he moved his schedule around. The blond scrolled though his open chats with a frown…

To clingy—To skinny—to short—to nosey…

Honestly with over nine million people in Tokyo the options were pretty shitty.

Back to the drawing board…

Backing out he started to sift through pictures of singles.

He never bothered to read anyone's profile and he sent the same messages to all of his matches.

Currently out on the town.

Would love to meet for a drink if you're not busy?

He made sure to include a few kissy faces and heart eye emojis and switched back to his email. It was Friday night so chances were good someone might take him up on his offer. If he didn't get a response soon, he was going to have to keep an eye out in the next club for a tipsy Mr. Tall dark and handsome that wasn't too far gone to keep his cock up.

He preferred his partners to be sober. They were usually better at actually getting the job done when they weren't too drunk to see strait.

Fai sighed rather loudly as the first responses started trickling in and read though them with disinterest. A few busy—a few too-forward responses including images of rather unimpressive genitalia—and hello!

My shift ends in two hours.

Still going to be out?

What were his chances that the hot one worked late? Fai smirked and sent back a thumbs up.

Where we meeting?

The blonde checked his calendar. He would be at Kyuden.

This club was on the tamer side—it had only opened two years ago and had surprisingly attracted an older crowed. Business men and single 30 something's who had money frequented the joint.

To cater to the more mature taste they usually had live local bands, or comedians preforming. It suited a more distinguished crowed better than thumping music and flashing lights the university students enjoyed. Fai rather liked Kyuden for that reason. Yuto kept it well managed so he didn't have to visit often—but they were looking to remodel the VIP area and Fai needed to approve the budget.

More privet rooms were needed—and more discreet seating.

Fai not only made sure that they had the largest selection of top shelf liquor in all of Tokyo, but at this joint he also staffed an impressive array of ladies to cater to the single gentlemen's needs.

So—like most of his establishments—it was walking the line of not quite legal.

It was far from a gay bar—but it didn't chase that crowd off ether. The could fuck quick in dirty in one of the more privet booths—and Fai could see firsthand the issues with the current layout.

Kyuden?

He received a response almost immediately.

See you then.

Perfect.

Fai slipped his phone in his pocket and turned to look in the mirror. He splashed his face with cold water and toweled his hands dry before heading back out to the office. Syaoran—the sweet thing that he was—had returned with not only the ledgers but also what looked to be another coffee for him.

"Thanks, Syao." Fai winked at him and accepted the folder as well as the warm paper cup that smelled like heaven.

"No problem."

Hiring this kid was honestly one of the best decisions he had ever made. Syaoran had started out as one of Fai's 'boys.'

Syaoran was not cut out for moving goods though— but he had needed a job. Fai had taken pity on him and hired the kid as his assistant. It turned out that he was a hard worker and had good taste in coffee, so it worked out for both of them.

He always seemed to know when Fai needed a refill on his latte, a Redbull, or shot of tequila.

The blonde had been though a lot of assistants over the years—that particular skill was a rare talent that Fai greatly appreciated.

Poor thing had made the unfortunate mistake of getting his girlfriend pregnant when they were still in high school, and regrettably, he had been forced to drop out to support them. There little son Tsubasa was too cute and Fai had a soft spot for kids. Syaoran was an honorable little knuckle head—so Fai had also hired his honey to work at his café during the day as a server.

Sakura was ditzy and clumsy, but she made up for that with her kind heart.

The blond sat back down in front of his macbook to focus on what he was supposed to be doing in the first place. His little hit early was doing its job and he powered though the last of the book keeping faster than originally planned.

They had made a profit. He always did—but the numbers were still lower than they had been before Oruha had left a month ago. It wasn't as though the staff had forgotten how to do their jobs—they were simply slacking since there manager was not there to ride them on their duties.

It peeved him… But made him appreciate the hard work of his managers. He wouldn't be able to run his business if it wasn't for their hard work… He couldn't do this for each one of his 22 clubs. Even if he never slept, he wouldn't have enough time to oversee all of the little details.

The blonde made a note to give each one of the managers a bonus. Keeping them happy and right where they were was paramount to making sure no additional responsibilities feel onto his plate.

Fai felt his eyes getting heavy again, his concentration didn't last long. He managed to discreetly excuse himself to the bathroom again and took another bump before he and Syaoran headed out to meet the distributer.

His McLaren 570s was in the parking garage across the street in his reserved spot. Syaoran rode shot gun and Fai put the top down as they pulled out onto the busy street.

Tokyo always had traffic—and after navigating those packed streets for 18 years—he knew the quickest ways to get around town.

They were meeting at one of his warehouses in the industrial district. As soon as they exited downtown, the traffic thankfully died down enough to actually feel some wind in their hair as he cruised the artificially lit streets in a comfortable silence. He pulled up with time to spare and double parked in front of the building.

During the day this place served as a clothing Wearhouse. Fai owned the property and rented it out to some exporter who sold cheap clothing online to rich foreigners. They got the space for cheap and Fai used it after hours for his own needs.

It worked out perfectly as a place to transfer goods, and as far as his intel went, the police had no idea. He switched it up every few weeks whether they were suspicious or not though. He hadn't had a meeting in this particular building in a little over a year.

Two of his enforcers were already waiting for him. Syaoran followed close behind him as they got out of the car and slowly approached Kusanagi and Seshiro. Both were dressed in their usual uniform. Black skin-tight tee and black jeans that served to make their muscles look even more impressive.

Too bad both men were spoken for. Seshiro was currently engaged to one of Fai's managers and Kusanagi had himself a cute little wife at home.

"Evening Sir." The men said in unison and Fai grinned at them.

"Have our guests arrived?"

He didn't expect any trouble. Even outside of Japan the exporters he worked with knew what happened when you crossed him.

If they tried it? Well the night would be a little interesting then now wouldn't it?

"No sir. Fuuma is with them in rout. Traffic." Seshiro returned his smile before opening the door to the Wearhouse.

That was all good and well. Fai could live without being the one fashionably late this time.

The blonde entered with his assistant following close behind him. They made themselves comfortable in one of the offices and waited. Syaoran made some tea and Fai checked his phone.

Kanoe, the manager of Kurōbā had texted him to inform him that one of the bartenders had quite mid shift. They were handling it for now but were going to need to get a decent replacement asap to handle the 4th floor bar.

He had a few promising resumes waiting for a spot, so Fai sent back a text that she needed to set up a meeting with him to go over them to find a suitable replacement. He accepted the meeting request that came in moments later.

Tomorrow at 5pm was early for him… but if she was short staffed, he could do it. Okoku brought in a good amount of money for him and if they had to shut down an entire floor, his pocket book would notice.

Now that that was settled Fai moved on to the next line of business… He opened a text from his step dad praying that it wasn't bad news.

It wasn't that he didn't get along with Taishukuten—not now that he was an adult at least. They just didn't talk unless it was about Ashura. If his stepdad hadn't married Fai's adoptive father, and had simply remained his law partner? Fai would probably avoid him.

After stepping in as a step parent and being put though the ringer by both he and his twin from the time they were first going through the emotional, hormonal, train wreck that was middle school? The feeling of polite annoyance was mutual.

Needless to say—the only time he got a message from the man was when something was wrong.

A picture of his father and… a cat?

Awe.

They had gone out.

How sweet.

Fai sent back a few hearts. He couldn't tell where they were from the background, but he was glad that Taishakuten had gotten Ashura out of the house. Since the accident his adoptive father had a tendency to stay cooped up in doors more often than not.

Fai saved the photo to his phone and set it as his wall paper. There were too few happy moments in his life recently. He like to have reminders of why he did all of this garbage to begin with.

Tapping the home button, he smiled at the new photo one more time before checking his tinder messages. Nothing else from—oh what was his name?

Kurogane?

Well at least his name matched his serious profile picture.

Fai looked through the few photo's the man had attached to his profile and smirked. He hoped Kurogane was as handsome in person as he was in these pictures.

One of him wearing a traditional Hakama was particularly charming. He must be into some sort of martial art—which hopefully meant he was in wonderful shape.

Fai smirked thinking about taking body shots off a well-toned stomach… Maybe this Kuro would be up for some less traditional fun tonight. It might not be the best idea seeing as he would still have work to finish tonight… but it was tempting.

If they clicked Fai thought he might chance an evening off to have some much-needed naughty relaxation in an actual bed. Maybe a ritzy hotel with a jacuzzi and bottle service in the room?

He could tie Kuro-hottie to the headboard and lick whip cream off his most sensitive areas?

"Is something wrong Fai-sama?" Syaoran came back into the office carrying a small tray with two cups of steaming tea—green tea of course—and pulled him out of his fantasies.

"No. I decided to meet someone tonight at Kyuden for a drink." Fai turned the phone so that Syaoran could see the photo of Kuro in his sexy hakama. "Cute ne?"

"If you say so Fai-sama." Syaoran laughed awkwardly and the blonde found himself chuckling.

This poor kid knew way too much about his sex life… Fai was severely allergic to long term commitment but had an obnoxious need for human contact. This caused and interesting predicament that played out in a near constant steam of short flings and one-night stands.

In the last 10 years his longest relationship had lasted a whopping 4 months and ended with him leaving his date at fancy eatery in Paris when they had dropped the L-bomb.

"If you wanted to call it an early night, I wouldn't be mad. I'll have Kusanagi give you a ride home after we finish up here?" The blonde offered with an innocent smile.

As much as he loved having his assistant to vet his phone calls and get him lattes, he didn't need the poor thing waiting around while he got plowed in a semi-privet booth by his date.

He paid him handsomely—but not enough for that.

"Yeah. The baby has a cold and I know Sakura-chan is exhausted from staying up with him." Fai frowned at that. It was that time of year he supposed… But why hadn't Syaoran mentioned it earlier?

"Why don't you have Sakura take the day off tomorrow too? I'll toss her an extra vacation day, so you guys can all take a day to rest." Fai was always lenient when it came to things like this. Surely Syaoran knew all he needed to do was ask and his boss would send him home?

"Are you sure that's ok Fai-sama?" the brunet didn't like to accept charity—the fact that he didn't out right refuse showed just how stressful having sick baby really was. He couldn't relate—probably would never have children—but he had spent enough time around their little tot at the café to know he was a handful when he felt under the weather.

"Yes." Fai confirmed.

Before his assistant had a chance to say anything further Seshiro knocked on the door of the office. Fai sipped his tea as he entered into the cramped room and closed the door behind himself.

Looking out the large window that overlooked the main floor Fai could see that the new distributer was waiting very patiently for them. He had brought a man and a woman with him—it wasn't unusual—normally distributers were accompanied by bodyguards like Fai's enforcers—but not always.

It was ether a show of faith.

Or over confidence.

Only time would tell.

"Are you ready Sir?" Seshiro didn't seem overly concerned.

Must not have found anything alarming on them during the pat down.

Wordlessly Fai stood, and they made their way out of the office. Fai had pulled a serene, emotionless mask onto his face and walked with Syaoran and Seshiro behind him, head held high, eyes blasé.

This was a well-choreographed dance. He had a reputation to maintain after all. It had taken a few years to prefect this particular act, but it had served him well so far.

He wasn't Fai Fluorite—the friendly neighborhood drug ring leader. He was Fai Fluorite—the slightly off his rocker, smiley psychopath that wouldn't think twice about ordering a hit on you or your entire family if you crossed him.

Once he was just close enough to see the individual hairs on the man's head, he offered a pleasant smile. "Its nice to meet you in person Mr. Reed."

Fei Wang Reed did not seem pleased to see Fai. This meeting was to set boundaries after all—and no one liked to be scolded.

"The pleasure is all mine, Mr. Fluorite." Fai could tell that he was forcing a calm tone as he spoke—he could see the anger in his eyes.

Good.

He may have just climbed to the top of the food chain in South America—but he was in Fai's house now.

His guests had to play by the rules.

His rules.

Tokyo was a big market after all. Sure—finding a new supplier for coke would be annoying. The stuff he had gotten from Fei Wang Reed's predecessor had been top grade, and Fai's boys had been able to cut and move the stuff faster than he could import it.

This last shipment? Low quality and full of cheap and slightly hazardous additives.

Since Cocaine was the drug of choice of his most wealthy clientele—he was not happy.

He was a drug lord sure—but he wasn't going to lower his standards and start selling low quality, possibly harmful shit to his customers just because he had gotten ripped off. He had built his business on his integrity after all.

"I'm trust you received my return shipment?" Fai made sure that his face was a perfect expression of disinterest. His tone apathetic.

Fai had sent the cheap shit back, along with an invitation to discuss their future business relationship.

"I apologize for the misunderstanding." Reed offered. He didn't shift under Fai's gaze.

He was a ballsy one alright.

Ballsy enough to send a response stating that they had tried to provide him with a service by sending him 'precut' product so that he would be able to get it to his customers sooner.

Right.

"And I trust that you have ensured this shipment is what were accustomed to receiving form your office?" If it wasn't, Fai was going to have to teach him a lesson… He would very much prefer that Fei Wang Reed followed his warnings.

"See for yourself." Reed tilted his head to Kusanagi who held out a small sample baggy to Fai.

He had been doing this a long time—and had picked up a few tricks over the years. The first rule of dealing with someone like Fei Wang Reed was assuming they were trying to off you.

It was pretty much the ultimate goal in the business he was in. Currently Fai was the ring leader of the drug trade in the Tokyo metropolitan aria—taking him out would be a big step up for someone like Reed. The respect he would earn from accomplishing such a task would be more them enough to ensure at least a few years of control.

"Syaoran. Please bring that table over here." The blonde motioned to one of the folding tables that was set up against the far wall. Reeds eyes narrowed—no doubt offended—but the blonde didn't care.

His assistant complied quickly. Fai dumped half the powder on to the table and used his Palladium Visa to slide it into one long line. Fai fished out his lucky ¥10,000 note and made quick work of rolling it up and handing it to Fei Wang Reed.

"Cheers!" Fai chimed.

Reed was glaring daggers at him as he accepted the note. Fai didn't buy for one second that this man didn't sample his own products—so he was ether seriously offended—or about to snort his own poison.

He bent, and Fai watched him finish the line in one go before straitening and tipping his head back—snuffing his nose loudly.

So that was a no on the poison then…

Fai pinched the edges of the dime bag between his index finger and thumb forcing the plastic to pucker open. It smelled fine… looked good… apparently not laced with poison…

Fei Wang Reed had apparently come here in the hopes of saving a client. For now, at least.

"Much better than the last shipment." Fai offered, but Reed continued scowling at him.

He would buy enough from the man to smooth his ego over the next year no doubt. Business was business after all. Nothing soothed a bruised ego like regular orders totaling over 50 thousand dollars.

"I am glad that it is up to your standards." Fei Wang Reed managed to keep his tone even, but the blonde could tell that he was seething.

"Yes. Sorry to drag you all the way out to Tokyo for this meeting. I'm sure you understand the importance that were on the same page however." Fai turned and started to walk towards the entrance of the warehouse. "Fuuma will take you to your hotel room. We should grab dinner before you head home."

Reed didn't answer, and Fai didn't look back to see his look of annoyance as he strolled casually out of the building. Seshiro and Fuuma would be keeping a close eye on him for the remainder of his stay.

Kusanagi and Syaoran followed after him. As soon as the door closed Fai heard his assistant let out the breath he had been holding. Even after 6 months he still wasn't used to the tense situations that came with negotiating price and purity.

Poor kid.

Kusanagi had joined him after he had left the military and was not so easily shaken. He placed a reassuring hand on the teens shoulder as soon as they were out of the building. "Once Fai gets outta here I'll take ya home. Give your nerves a brake."

Fai smiled kindly at both of them and checked the time. "Have a good night you two. I'll see you both soon ok?"

"You heading straight to Kyuden then?" Syaoran grabbed his bag out of the passenger seat of his boss's car. He dug out a small can that he offered to the blond.

Just what he needed—more caffeine.

Fai accepted the red bull. He opened the can and sipped it before answering. "Then to Akai Shiro and finally Neko no me Café."

"Please make sure to go home and rest Fai-sama." Syaoran's face was worried as Fai finished off the last of the energy drink and crumpled the can in between his hands before tossing it in a nearby garbage bin.

"I will."

He wouldn't.

Fai wasn't jittery—he existed in a state of perpetual exhaustion these days. His insomnia didn't seem to think he needed any sleep between working 18-20 hours at a time though. He would probably just go home and toss and turn between short naps.

He refused to admit that his poor diet, lack of exercise, coke habit, and the excessive amounts of caffeine he consumed on a regular basis had anything to do with it.

Hopefully Kuro-handsome would tire him out though.

Fai got into his car and backed out of the parking lot slowly. It was almost midnight and the lateness of the hour did nothing to unclog the constantly overcrowded streets.

The drive was tedious, but Fai didn't mind. He did his best thinking when he was stuck in traffic anyways. He ended up putting the top back up on the Mclaren and blasting the music.

There was a lot for him to think about. The café was doing well for only being open for a year—and a food critic was going to by tomorrow to write an article about them. He had to do the prep work for Toya so he could really wow him or her.

The good press might bring in enough new clients to fund the opening of a second café… Yuuko, his personal attorney and impromptu life coach, had warned him to keep the funds for the Neko no me Café completely separate from the rest of his affairs, as it was the only joint that had nothing shady going on.

He was building his safety net should things go south with his more lucrative clubs.

In reality he was hoping that he could eventually manage his expenses with the café's profits alone and sell off the riskier side of his business to be done with the madness of it all. The novelty had worn off years ago and he was getting to old to deal with the constant power struggles, and import/distribution issues anymore.

It was affecting his mental health drastically.

His family was starting to notice… Ask questions… it was all becoming so terribly complicated.

When he had first dropped out of college to deal, he had resigned himself to the fact that he would probably end up this way. Even the best of them did. It was a hard field to be in… But he couldn't help hoping that maybe there could be more to his life then working 100-hour weeks.

Fai sighed loudly as he pulled in front of Kyuden and tossed the key fob at the bouncer. There was no line outside the door like most of the clubs he owned—Kyuden was slower. There VIP tables were booked up most nights though and even with less foot traffic, Yuto pulled in a nice profit for him.

They sold more skin then booze here.

The blonde pushed the heavy wooden door open and smiled kindly at the hostess who greeted him. She knew who he was. They all did.

"I have someone important meeting me here for a drink soon. His name is Kurogane. I'll be at my usual table." Fai flashed her the profile picture and she gave him a knowing smile and nodded—making a note of his name on her list.

With that taken care of Fai headed in through to the main bar and headed straight up the stairs to the balconied VIP section. Yuto had been behind the bar mixing drinks for an older couple but nodded his acknowledgement before continuing what he was doing.

The most privet booth had been reserved for him when he had announced that he would be stopping by to talk budgets tonight. It worked well for a privet conversation about finances, as well as some hot and haughty alone time with his date.

Hopefully he wasn't shy.

Fai took out his phone and sent a quick message to Kuro-muscles.

I got us a booth.

Let the hostess know you're here to meet me.

she will bring you back.

While he waited Fai ordered a black coffee and stood to refamiliarize himself with the layout of the upper level of the club. There wasn't much unused space to work with… but they could probably move some things around to suit the guests needs better.

As it was—most of the tables had a wonderful view of the stage down below—but no view of the other patrons. That seating was rather limited however… only so much room.

The blond rubbed his temples and checked his phone again.

Be there in 5.

Fai finished of his coffee and double checked his appearance in front facing camera of his phone. The waitress swung by and collected the empty mug and left two drink menus in its place—and he was left watching the entrance of the club impatiently.

True to his word. Kuro-sexy arrived in five-ish minutes.

Dear god was he tall.

Kurogane towered over the hostess who had been just a few inches shorten then himself in her heels. He looked uninterested as she flashed him a flirtatious smile and Fai was left smirking as he followed her though the main bar and up the stairs.

He made himself look busy by checking his phone as they made the rest of the trip to the far end of the VIP section. He could hear his heavy footfalls as they approached but didn't look up from what he was doing just yet.

He didn't want to look thirsty—even if he was.

Kuro-hunk didn't need to know how desperate he was. It would probably be a huge turn off.

"Here you are sir. The waitress will be by shortly to take your order." As they were trained to do, the hostess bowed deeply and Kurogane thanked her before sliding into the circular booth next to the blond, Leaving a respectful amount of space between them.

She left them be, and only then did Fai look up from his phone to flash his most dazzling smile. "Thanks for agreeing to meet me on such short notice."

"Yeah." Kurogane was looking him over carefully and Fai just continued to smile. He knew he was exotic looking compared to your average person here. He had been born overseas after all.

Maybe Kuro-broad had a fetish for blondes?

"Something wrong?" He kept his voice purposefully sweet and tilted his head slightly to the side.

"Not really. You normally dress like that?" The raven-haired man's voice was deep. Wonderfully deep.

Fai glanced down at his outfit. Yes—yes, he did. He was almost always dressed in a three-piece suit.

"Work cloths." He confirmed and Kurogane nodded. Still watching him with piecing crimson eyes.

Fai hadn't noticed his eyes in his profile picture, but they were stunning.

There was another long silence between them and Fai was starting to wonder if something was amiss? Something in his teeth?

He was hot, but for Christ sake. You would think he had sprouted a second head with the way Kurogane was scrutinizing him.

"I don't mean to be rude—" the tanned man finally spoke. "—and don't get me wrong I think you're… You're fucking beautiful. But why the fuck are you, of all people on a hookup app?"

Oh?

Fai smiled. That was not the first time he had been asked this on a date before. Especially if they saw him pull up in one of his expensive cars—or when he ordered the most expensive menu items.

He made a point not to allude to being well off financially before he met someone the first time. It attracted the wrong crowd.

"Trying to find out what's wrong with me?" the blond gave a mischievous smirk, his nose wrinkling with amusement at the younger man's words.

"Tch. Pretty fucking much." Kurogane finally glanced over the menu and Fai shook his head slowly.

Such a potty mouth.

"I'm an emotional wreck who works 80+ hour weeks and I'm in desperate need of a good orgasm for my sanity." Fai deadpanned, and those crimson eyes locked with his own.

He saw the younger man's ears tinge red at his directness.

Ugh. How freaking cute.

"What about you Kuro-handsome… Why is someone so—" Fai gestured vaguely in the man's general direction and smirked. "—surely you must have gentlemen such as myself—well you know." The blond winked, and the blush spread to the taller man's cheeks.

Oh god. Why was he so cute?

"Same, minus the emotional wreck part. I moved here and I'm working late shifts so it's hard to meet people… And my name is Kurogane." Kuro-proper set the menu aside and the waitress took that as her que to interrupt them for their order.

"Let Yuto know I'll have his recommended scotch. Neat please—" Fai looked at his companion and cooed. "And this handsome gentleman here will have—?"

The red spread further on his cheeks still and he swore he saw Kurogane's eyebrow twitch. "Masumi sake."

The woman nodded politely—used to Fai's flirtatious behavior with his 'guests.' She retreated to retrieve their drinks leaving him to continue to smile at the seemingly grumpy man if front of him.

"So, you just moved to Tokyo?" Fai said to break the silence.

Normally there was a hand down his pants by now and a few hikies on his neck. It seemed as though his companion was ether shy, or unhappy about something.

That was ok—he knew he had a tendency to intimidate people—younger men especially. They could chitchat till Kuro-cutie was comfortable.

"I moved here about a month ago from a smaller town just outside of Tokyo." Kurogane seemed to settle from his earlier embarrassment. He was still handsome even when he wasn't trying to hide his awkwardness, so Fai wouldn't complain.

"I see. And how do you like it so far?" Fai had met more than a few new arrivals to Tokyo since had started whoring his way through Tinder almost two years ago. A few university students—some art enthusiasts—young business man—they all had their reasons.

"I hate it. The rents expensive and there are way too many people. Its dirty and its always loud." Fai blinked a few times.

He wasn't wrong.

The blonde chuckled at that answer though. Kurogane really was no nonsense and Fai liked it.

"So, what brought you to Tokyo then if you dislike it so much?" The blonde had lived here his entire life, so he was used to the hustle and bustle of big city life—he knew it was off putting to some.

"Work. I'm hoping I don't have to stay for long." Well that was that Fai supposed—Tokyo wasn't for everyone—and it meant that Kuro-cranky wasn't looking for love.

Excellent.

"You have an accent. Were you born here?" Kurogane asked when Fai didn't immediately respond to his earlier statement. He was staring at his body again—the blonde's suit was well tailored but in the darkness of the room it would be hard to tell what he had going on under the layers of fabric.

"No. I was born overseas. My father adopted me when I was little. This has been my home for the last 29 years."

A lot had happened in 29 years…

"Shit. How old are you?"

Fai was sure that out of the sparse information that he had included on his profile he had at least provided the fact that he was into boys and his age… that's all the information there was about him…

"I'm 33."

"Damn. I thought that was a typo. You sure as hell don't look 33." It was Fai's turn to laugh uncomfortably.

He was fine with an age gap for something like this. They were both consenting adults—and seemingly attracted to each other. Anyway, he actually preferred his partners younger then himself. He would rather play the roll of sugar daddy vs. sugar baby with the people he dated.

No matter how casual the relationship, or who toped whom.

"I'll take that as a compliment I suppose."

Kurogane's checks flushed again and he scrubbed at his face roughly with both of his hands.

"—I didn't mean— you're fine. I didn't mean to make you think there was anything wrong with that. It ah—just surprised me is all." Those crimson eyes fell to stare at his tanned hands and Fai tried not to grin too widely.

Kuro-shy was adorable. He shouldn't tease him too badly else he may scare him off.

"You've never done anything like this before have you?" the blonde chanced reaching his hand out to place it over the younger mans in an attempt to comfort him.

He didn't flinch at the platonic touch. That was good right?

"This is the first time I've actually met someone off tinder in person." Kurogane admitted.

No wonder he was so nervous.

"Well there is a first time for everything. We aren't going to do anything you don't 100% agree to. We can just have a drink and talk if you want?" Fai really wanted to get his clothes off and ride his dick until he saw stars. But only if Kurogane wanted to pound him till he couldn't walk right.

Fai had enough people trying to get in his pants without having to pressure his date into sex.

"Its not… Fuck. It's not like that ok?" the raven-haired man seemed to get even more flustered and Fai's amusement tuned to confusion.

What the hell was it then?

Tonight was not supposed to be this complicated.

"I'm not some sniffling virgin-" Kurogane locked eyes with Fai and glared hard. "You're just… not what I'm used to. That's not a bad thing I just don't… want to do the wrong thing."

"Oh." Fai said.

Not what he was expecting? What was he expecting then?

"Are you pleasantly surprised or moderately disappointed Kuro-muscle?" Fai offered in a teasing tone as the waitress brought there drinks back to them. Fai thanked her for the both of them and took a nice log sip of his scotch.

"Both. You're hot as fuck but annoying as hell. And my name is Kurogane." His companion sipped his sake and watched Fai with sharp eyes.

"Whaa? Kuro-meanie thinks I'm annoying? I was only concerned for your feelings…" he said a little too loudly in a whining pout.

"Are you some kind of idiot or something? Ku-ro-ga-ne." those red eyes were glaring sharper still and Fai chuckled. They were almost sharp enough to cut paper.

It shouldn't be so much fun to get a rise out of him.

"Kuro-tan?"

"Kuro-gane. It's not that hard." His eyebrow was twitching now, and Fai had to bite the inside of his cheek to hold back his grin.

"Kuro-pii?" the blond said innocently and sipped his drink again.

"Jesus Christ…" the younger man rubbed at his temple. "Say it with me. Kuro—"

"Kuro—" Fai chimed happily.

"—Gane." He repeated the second half of his name slowly. "Kuro—gane." Spoken with extra emphasis on the 'gane' part.

"Kuro-myuu?" Fai offered. He swore he could see a bit of his dates soul die as those words left his lips.

"Fuck me…." Kurogane was looking at him in disbelief. The blond wasn't sure if he actually thought him incapable of speaking his name properly, or if he knew the older man was pushing his buttons on purpose.

The fact that it was hard to tell was gloriously amusing.

Had no one ever teased this poor guy in his life? Fai was having far too much fun doing it now.

"Gladly." He made sure to keep his expression as neutral as possible while the younger man's face flushed beat red.

"Shut up!" Kuro-bashful huffed and looked away and Fai raised a single, impeccably manicured eyebrow at him. "You're a fucking weirdo you know that! That's what's wrong with you!"

Fai simply sipped his scotch and swished the earthy liquid around in his mouth, before swallowing it.

There was way more wrong with him then they had time to discuss—so he settled for continuing to tease his new friend mercilessly.

"I think I know what you meant by me not being what you expected."

Those red eyes flashed back to look over at him again and the blond gave a devilish smirk.

He thought about what he was going to say next carefully. He wanted to see those tanned cheeks blush dark enough that Kurogane looked like a delectably embarrassed tomato.

"You saw my picture and imagined a shy little blonde foreigner clinging onto you and blushing like a meek little bottom didn't know?" Fai always attracted that type.

He could play innocent if he was feeling it—but he had done things that would make your mother roll in her grave.

Kurogane seemed suddenly petrified by Fai's words as he continued to speak in a singsong tone. "Then you met me and realized I'm older then you and more experienced. I'm definitely not meek—I am not the one who has been blushing tonight—and you start to wonder how things would work out if we had sex right?"

Kurogane remained silent and Fai leaned in close enough to whisper hotly in his ear. "You're totally freaked out that your aroused right now—even though it might mean taking it up the ass from a pretty blond foreigner. Right Kuro-honey?"

"Shut—Shut up." Kuro-manly pushed Fai roughly away and the blond burst into a fit of giggles.

It was so much fun teasing Kurogane that it should be illegal…

"I don't see what's so fucking funny here blondie." The look of pure shame induced hatred was just too much and Fai covered his mouth with one of his hands in an attempt to get himself under control.

"I'm right aren't I?"

"I swear to god blondie if you don't shut the fuck up right now, I'm going to make you regret it."

Fai took another sip of his liquor. The distinct harsh taste helped distract him as he tried to think of what could put his potential lover at ease. When the last of the giggles had wiggled free of his throat, he slid closer to Kuro-baby again, so that their thighs were touching.

"I'm flattered that you think I'm so attractive you would let me fuck you Kuro-sexy." Fai drew out his words seductively and nipped at his junior's neck playfully. "But I have never had any desire to top anyone—definitely not someone as—" Fai sucked slowly on his neck this time. "—impressively tall and broad as yourself."

Kurogane shivered. Fai didn't know if was from sheer arousal or relief at knowing he wouldn't being trying anything too different tonight. Both were likely seeing the massive hard on bulging rather obviously in the man's jeans.

"I could perhaps be convinced to bend you the table and make you my bitch—But only if you beg me of course." Fai added as he looked up at Kurogane though heavy lashes.

"You're a fucking bastard you know what?" Fai yelped as he felt a muscular arm slide around his waist and pulled him close so that he was pressed firmly against Kurogane's hot body.

God he was big.

"You're not the first to tell me. It's not a secret." Fai sighed as his date ran a hand all the way up his side—applying just enough pressure to tickle through the layers of fabric—right to his neck, callused fingers brushing the sensitive skin in a surprisingly gentle manner.

Kurogane used his free hand to sip his sake and Fai was suddenly aware of just how horny he really was from just those chaste touches.

He hoped he didn't embarrass himself…

The waitress returned with a tray carrying another neat scotch and Masumi sake. She set both of them on the table—along with a suspicious number of napkins—and pulled the curtain that covered the entrance of the booth closed.

Kurogane looked confused and Fai used the opportunity to crawl into his lap—swinging his leg into position so that he and his date were nose to nose.

Fai didn't want to explain to him why there were privacy curtains on the booths—or that the waitress had closed the curtain because there flirting was probably catching other patron's attention. That would just ruin the mood.

Instead he closed the distance between their lips and kissed him sweetly. Fai would let Kurogane take the lead for how he wanted this to go. If that would make his lover more comfortable, Fai would roll with it. he relaxed into the taller man's chest and simply enjoyed as his senses as took his partner in.

Kuro-koi was warm. His skin felt hot against Fai's chilly fingers as he trailed them up and down his strong arms. He smelled clean—like aftershave and fresh laundry—and his lips were flavored with the sake he had been sipping.

All in all, he was intoxicating.

Kurogane seemed to get the picture and brought one hand up to tangle in the blonde's soft hair and used the other to lift his ass and scooch their bodies even closer, so that the smaller of the two had to crane his neck to keep their lips connected in the heated smooch.

Fai couldn't help the soft sighs he was making as Kuro-chi massaged his scalp and ran his fingers though his short locks while they kissed. The younger seemed to notice his fondness for that particular action and so continued to so even after their kiss broke.

The hand that had previously been on his ass started to loosen Fai's tie and the smaller man was biting his bottom lip while he watched Kurogane pull the decorative fabric fee and let it hang around his shoulders loosely. Next was the vest—but this required two hands—and Fai gave a disappointed whine as the he worked the layers of his clothing free.

Fai shivered from a combination of cool air of the room touching his previously covered skin, and his lover's hot hands ghosting over the sensitive flesh as he slowly worked the buttons of his dress shirt free.

His gaze had stayed transfixed on Kurogane's hands while they finished their task. The blonde considered what those hands would look like rubbing up and down his chest, and over the sensitive skin if his thighs.

An involuntary soft moan escaped his lips and he closed his eyes to picture it further as the younger continued to carefully undo each and every button with care. Fai didn't know it was because his hands were so big that he had a hard time with the little buttons—or if he was savoring the moment.

He didn't care ether way. He was enjoying himself.

Eventually the last button came free and Fai heard Kurogane growl as all three layers of his clothing were push off his small frame at once. Suit coat, vest, and dress shirt sliding to the floor underneath the table, forgotten.

"Shit." Kurogane leaned back and looked down at him. Fai was panting as he was observed though half lidded, hungry crimson eyes.

"Shit." he repeated as those hot hands were hesitantly placed on either side of the blonde's torso—just above the hem of his pants—and Kurogane bit his lip as he slowly ran them up and his naked skin, leaving goose flesh in his wake.

"Thank you?" Fai smiled at him and Kuro-swear at least had the decency to look slightly embarrassed at his language.

"Beautiful." He corrected, and it was Fai's turn to flush.

He had been called beautiful before—usually by woman with perhaps a handful of men offering those words to him—but never in the middle of sex with a Greek god of a man looking at his body like he was thanksgiving dinner.

Fai shuttered and closed his eyes. His entire body was feeling hot—he wasn't used to his skin being this sensitive but the raven haired man's feather light touches were driving him crazy.

He couldn't remember the last time he had had sex this good—and they hadn't even gotten to the actual fucking part yet.

This was not his usual quick and dirty hook up he got off tinder, and he didn't know if that was a good thing or not. Normal there was a few minutes of sloppy kissing before Fai got pushed against a wall, or bent over a table, and fucked hard and fast. Occasionally it ended with him getting sucked off if he needed a little extra help to finish…

No one had ever freaking worshiped his body with hungry eyes like Kurogane was currently doing. He had bent forward and was currently swirling his tongue around one of Fai's nipples while his finger gently massaged the other, alternating between rubbing the areola and pinching the tender skin between his thumb and index finger.

Applying just enough pressure to make Fai squirm his hips in the younger man's lap. He was acutely aware that this was not the most privet of setting and the blond mentally kicked himself for not finding them a better place to continue.

Fai wanted his lover very naked right now. Naked and on top of him—inside of him.

He didn't want to focus all of his attention on being quite—he wanted to scream in pleasure and curse his lover for making him feel so undone.

Not in the middle of his club though—definitely not in front of his employees. To ensure he didn't draw too much attention to himself, Fai was coving his mouth with one of his hands—his other fisting into Kuro-tease's tee-shirt.

All of these sensations were too much but in a wonderfully, overwhelmingly, delicious way that made him want to crawl out of his own skin.

Kind of like when you went to chiropractor—and their adjustments just hurt so fucking right.

Fai tugged particularly hard at Kurogane's tee and the younger stopped his intoxicating little nips and kisses to look at Fai.

"Do you uh… really wanna…?" Kurogane ground his erection against Fai's ass as if to finish the unspoken question and Fai whimpered and nodded his head quickly.

He was sure he was going to die after all of that teasing. He needed release.

"You wanna do it… here? I don't have any lube or a condo—" Fai silenced him with a sloppy kiss.

"Fuck the lube just use spit." Fai ground their hips together and Kurogane growled at the contact.

"And the condom?"

Fai would defiantly prefer it if they didn't use one—but now was not the time to push that issue. While he only ever used protection when his partner requested, he always came prepared.

"Wallet." His words came out in a breathy sigh while he shifted to regain the black leather Dunhill wallet. He retrieved the shiny metal wrapper and handed it to Kurogane before tossing his wallet back on the table.

To his surprise—the taller man set it aside and those hot hands run up his sides again and pulled Fai forward and the taller man kissed his way down the blonde's neck. Every move he made was smooth, paced, thoroughly deliberate, and it was intoxicating.

Kurogane ran those hot hands back down his sides, dragging his nails lightly across the smooth pail skin, then up his back. Massaging small circles in the tight muscles as he went. Fai was left again gripping uselessly onto his cloths and shifting his hips back and forth to create an enticing friction.

Eventually with enough quite whines Kurogane kissed his lips a little more roughly and reached for the blonde's belt. The buckle came loose with a little work and Fai shifted onto his knees so that he was eye level with his lover.

Their position was unfortunately awkward considering their tight quarters and the inconvenience of clothing. Fai didn't want to get completely naked in public like this… that wasn't a good call.

Again, he mentally kicked himself for not planning this better.

Kuro-crafty seemed to be content to make it work and Fai didn't question him when he was presented with three very large fingers. The blonde gave his best sultry look as sucked them with a little more force then needed.

Kurogane watched him with famished eyes—Fai hoped that he was thinking about what it would be like to have him sucking someplace a little more pleasant. His mind wondered back to his earlier musings about whip cream and a little rope and he moaned a little too loudly.

It was a much more—vivid—picture from the taller man's lap.

There was no need for fantasies when he had the real thing in front of him right now though.

Once he had meticulously coated Kurogane's fingers with saliva he closed his eyes and tried to relax as he felt that same hand slide down the back of his slacks. Kurogane probed at his entrance while nipping and kissing his way down Fai's neck and the overwhelming sensation of the hot breath puffing against his skin, and the gentle pressure of those slick fingers made him squirm.

The feeling of wanting to crawl out of his skin was back and his own breath of coming out in airy gasps before there had even been any penetration at all. At this rate he was going to cum—and that was embarrassing.

He wasn't used to someone being able to make his body react this way.

The first finger entered his body smoothly and Fai leaned forward to burry his face in the crook of Kurogane's neck to muffle his moan when he crooked it just right. The blonde swore he could hear a satisfied smirk in the younger man's next low growl.

Fai could only assume what he looked like right now. On his knees hovering above Kurogane's lap—ass out—leaning forward with arms wrapped around strong shoulders.

Sure, he could ruin the picture that his lover seemed so pleased with if he wanted to. That didn't sound like very much fun—so Fai let Kurogane continue to lead their little dance for now and closed his eyes to enjoy the feeling of strong fingers slowly stretching him.

A second finger was added and the taller mans free hand moved to tug down the front of Fai's boxers to free his arousal. His entire body shivered as Kurogane touched his cock just like he had been touching the rest of him.

Who would have thought him such a fucking tease?

Fai loved it.

A little more pressure was applied as Kurogane was smoothly running a closed fist up and down his length while the third finger was added. Fai had taken to kissing and sucking at Kuro-koi's thick neck and bit him rather roughly as he hit that bundle of nerves that threatened to put Fai over the edge.

"I take it—" Kurogane brushed it again while swiping his thumb over the head of the blonde's cock. "—that's the spot?"

"If you keep that up, I'm going to—"

"Do it." Kurogane massaged his prostate with a little more pressure and quickened the pace of his other hand and Fai unwrapped his arms and leaned his weight back so that he could kiss his lover.

"What about?" his eyes flickered down to the painfully obvious hard on in the younger man's jeans.

"Don't worry about that right now. I want to see you cum." Kurogane's voice came out in a low growl that caused Fai to shudder again.

"And is Kuro-sama usually such a gracious lover or do you just like to watch?" Fai leaned back into the raven haired man's touches, encouraging him to increase the pressure a smidge more.

He didn't answer—but Fai could assume from the way those eyes were watched the smaller man's hips moving provocatively—that he may have found a cute kink.

He could defiantly get into this.

Fai sucking in a deep breath though his nose and held it for a moment, in an attempt to get better control of the tingling in his cock. Not yet—this was too good to end yet.

The blonde made a show of using a single finger to tilt Kurogane's chin up, forcing their eyes to meet, before using the other hand to drag up his own torso. As he had expected—those crimson eyes locked in on what he was doing to himself.

Fai left a frustrated pout on his face while he closed his eyes and tiled his head back. With his own hand he traced up his sensitive side, traced over his protruding collar bones, ran them over his own erect nipples.

It felt nice—almost as nice as when Kurogane had done it for him earlier.

It must have looked nice too because he felt the younger man shift below him and sigh. The grip on the blonde's dick was firmer, and he was jerking him off faster now—matching the way he was moving his fingers.

Fai was bracing himself against the tanned man with a hand on his very warm, very broad chest. Said hand fisted in to the fabric, nails digging into his skin as Fai was hit with a sudden waive of pleasure that he wasn't expecting.

He came hard, back arching in an impressive show of flexibility as he covered his breathy gasps with his hand. Streams of sticky, hot cum shot out of him as he felt his member jolt.

Kurogane didn't seem to mind the mess that had spattered his clothing and continued to move his hands as his lover orgasmed.

When the last of pleasurable spasms washed over Fai's body the raven-haired man withdrew his fingers and reached for the napkins the waitress had so kindly provided them and started to wipe away the mess.

The blonde tugged his slacks up a little higher, so he wasn't as exposed, and shifted to sit next to him. Fai sipped his scotch and tried to think just how he was going to pay this little scamp back for that.

He hadn't expected this to take as long as it was—but this wasn't an unpleasant surprise by any means.

Slowly he leaned down to grab his clothing that was currently rumpled by Kurogane's feet and tossed them to the other side of the booth before sliding down to take their place.

"Hey, you don't have to—" Kurogane gave him a surprised look.

"I want to." Fai cut him off and placed his delicate hands on the man's belt buckle—pausing for permission.

Kurogane gave a nod and watched with wrapped interest as Fai turned his attention to the pesky cloths that was hiding his prize. He had popped more than a few belts in his day—and Fai was marveling and the younger man's impressive manhood within seconds.

The blonde licked at the impressive amount of precum that had collected at the head of his dates cock and concluded that Kuro-myuu had been enjoying himself with his earlier teasing. It was the blondes turn to make his partner squirm now though—and given their sizable age difference—he had a lot more experience doing just that.

Swirling his tongue around the head he slid both of his hands up under the hem of the dark shirt that was marring his perfect view of Kuro-love's no doubt impressive stomach.

And what a sight it was.

He was definitely going to need a night to admire this body in all its glory.

Fai took more of his lover into his mouth and sucked hard. Smirking around his cock, the blonde's blue eyes flickered up to see Kurogane's face, and he was not disappointed. Those red eyes were still watching him—only instead of being heavy with hunger—they were half lidded with need.

Good.

Fai closed his eyes and relaxed his throat and impressed himself by taking the entirety of his date manhood. Humming softly, he opened his eyes again and felt Kuro-wan twitch when their gaze met again.

Fai felt heat rushing back down between his own legs and he reached a hand down to slide inside of his own boxers.

Leaning his head back the blond applied just enough pressure with his lips to get his first moan. Kurogane raised a hand to tangle into his short locks and watched as Fai swished his tongue over the tip.

"Kuro-chan tastes good." He purred and felt the fingers in his hair tighten uncomfortably.

"It's Kurogane damm—Fuck…" Fai cut him off by sucking hard on the head of his penis and giving him an innocent look before closing his eyes and bobbing his head up and down.

It continued on like that. The older man earned quite a few moans and curses from the younger any time he would glace up or make a show of what he was doing. Fai could feel Kurogane getting close a few times—his cock was twitching with need—and he made sure to switch things up enough to keep this little game going for as long as he could.

He had been in the middle of deep throating his lover when he felt a tug at his hair. His eyes flickered up to see the taller man motion for him to come up with his free hand.

Slightly disappointed at not getting to show off the rest of his oral skills with the big finally, he climbed up from under the table.

He was letting Kuro-handsome be the boss. He had to remember.

Fai settled in the booth next to the raven-haired man and relished in the feeling off Kurogane's hands on his cool cheeks as he kissed him roughly.

"Not that that wasn't fucking amazing…" he let his words trail off and he kissed Fai more insistently. "I just really wanted to fuck you."

"By all means Kuro-chan." Fai cooed.

That had been the ultimate go of all of this hadn't it?

The blonde could tell that his date was much more excited now then he had been at the beginning of their little necking session. His hands moved with fervor as he tugged him into position and Fai found himself on his knees—hands gripping the top of the high back booth while his partner wracked hands over his body and kissed his neck.

He had already cum once tonight, but he was more than ready for round two.

He could here Kurogane opening the condom and adjusted his own clothing so that his lover would have better access to where he needed to be.

Fai held his breath as Kurogane slowly entered him—one of those hot hands on his left hip—the other on his right shoulder.

The blonde winced a little—Kurogane was definitely well endowed and prelubricated condom or no—it would unquestionably be more comfortable if they had come a little better equipped.

His discomfort was quickly forgotten when Kurogane reached around and grabbed his throbbing cock, however. After a few seconds of adjustment time—he set a brutally brilliant rhythm for them that had Fai breathless.

Was it possible to be addicted to a sensation? Because Fai was sure no other feeling in the world was quite like the feeling of Kurogane fucking him in this booth.

They were both exceedingly careful to stay quite—for Fai that meant again covering his mouth with one hand while he tried to hang onto the back of the booth with the other. Between his own muffles sighs and whimpers he could here Kurogane legitimately growling as he thrusted into him and it was honestly the most erotic thing that had ever happened to him.

Fai came shockingly fast and was sure his eyes were rolling into the back of his head from the hot waves of pleaser that were slamming into him with every thrust. Kurgoane followed not long after and the blonde found himself grinning as he came with a stream of curse words whispered under his breath.

Oh yes… this had been just what Fai needed.

Kurogane pulled out carefully and handed Fai a few of the napkins before cleaning himself up. Fai hadn't expected to be pulled back into his dates lap after they had finished—and he especially didn't expect to get a soft kiss on the neck and his drink handed to him.

"You're awfully sweet Kuro-puu." Normally Fai wouldn't tolerate such affections after a hookup—but he was starting to get tired and Kurogane was really very comfortable.

Besides they still had drinks to finish.

"Not really. What do you expect me to do? Zip my jeans and ditch after I just fucked you?" Kurogane sipped his sake and Fai rolled his eyes.

Yes. That is usually how these things went.

"That's normally close to how it goes. If I didn't know any better, I would think you had a crush on me." Fai leaned his head on his dates strong shoulders and yawned.

He was going to need to find somewhere privet to refresh soon.

"Fuck that. You're hot but I can tell your fucking insane."

Fai snorted. Good observation kid.

"You're not wrong there Kuro-woof." Fai tipped his head back and finished off the rest of his drink. He could vaguely here his stepfather scolding him in the back of his mind for not savoring the flavor of such an expensive scotch – but Fai only drank the stuff because he liked how it smelled. Besides the sooner they finished there drinks the sooner he could go top up.

"It's Kurogane you freak." The taller man fallowed suit and knocked back the rest of his drink. "Hey, you know where the bathroom is here? I gotta clean up a bit."

The blonde's eyes flickered to his soiled clothing and frowned. Yeah—that would be for the best.

"Sure. Just a sec ok?" Fai grabbed his own clothing and quickly buttoned up his dress shirt, tucking it in and fixing his belt in an attempt to look a little less sex rumpled. He didn't think he was pulling it off, and draped his vest, tie, and jacket over his arm and stood.

Kurogane watched him lazily and followed him out of the booth. Fai was reminded of his date's glorious height and smirked as he led them though the winding booths, back down the stairs, and past the door that very clearly read 'employees only.'

"Hey, is it ok if were back here?" Kurogane looked around curiously as Fai led him past the store room, back past the brake room, and into the employee bathroom.

"I work here silly." Fai winked at him, holding the door open for the younger man.

"You seriously screwed someone at your job? Your boss is cool with that?" Kurogane entered the room and looked at himself in the mirror. The dried cum on his shirt and pants stood out against his black clothing.

Whoops.

Fai didn't answer as he followed him in and started to fix his own clothing. The lighting was dim enough in the club that no one would notice. The light provided from the street lamps weren't much better, so it wasn't the end of the world.

"What are you doing after this?" Kurogane asked as he used a damp paper towel to try and get some of the evidence washed away.

"Going back to work." Fai made quick work of redressing. This wasn't the first time he had had to salvage a wrinkled outfit—wouldn't be the last.

"Fuck. Good luck with that." Kurogane gave up and tossed the paper towel in the trash and turned to lean against the sink and watch him.

"I take it your nightly excursions are over Kuro-tan?" Fai tightened his tie and pulled out his cell phone.

Ugh. He was starting to regret sending Syaoran home…

"Yeah."

The blonde ignored the text messages and emails that had flooded in since his arrival at Kyuden and went to his contacts. Opening up a blank card he handed his phone to his date and smiled.

"If you don't mind Kuro-cutie." Kurogane took his phone and gingerly entered his name and number into his phone and handed it back. "Thank you sir."

The blond stepped close to the taller man and pressed his back against Kurogane's chest. Lifting his phone up above both of there heads he gave a dazzling smile and cooed. "Say Cheeses Kuro-scowl!"

Of course—Kurogane didn't comply and instead of a selfie with two gentlemen smiling happily in a post sex glow—they ended up with one man smiling in a post sex glow, and one glaring so hard one would expect the camera to shatter.

And wasn't that perfect?

"Whaa! Look how cute we are?" Fai teased as he set the photo as Kurogane's contact picture. He also sent it to the younger man, so he would have the blonde's number.

"You are such a fucking weirdo." Kurogane growled at him but checked his phone as soon as the message came though non the less.

"Yes—but I am a hot weirdo." The blonde reminded before turning to lead them both back out to the main room of the club.

Fai tossed his cc on the bar as they passed Yuto and walked Kurogane back out to the street. "I ordered you an Uber."

"you didn't need to do that or pay for the drink you know?" the raven-haired man sighed and glared daggers at him.

"What's the point of seeing and older man if they don't pick up the tab?" The blonde teased and Kurogane gave him a slightly scandalized look.

"Hey! That's not what this was about!" Fai laughed. Kurogane was practically stomping his feet in frustration.

Luckily for the younger man, the cab pulled up and Fai graciously opened the back door for him.

Once the cab had pulled away Fai went back inside—he just had to get though the rest of the night… He could do this.

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