#and mahiru also looks slightly different depending on who is looking at him

[childrenofthesun77]

I think the black lines over mahiru's eyes were merely a creative choice to underline that mahiru was acting so out of character (from kuro's perspective) that kuro didn't recognize mahiru anymore, but this got me thinking. With the revelation that the count only reflects the beholder's feeling towards him:

Would you even recognize him if your feelings towards him changed for whatever reason? I know he admitted himself that what he and kuro are to each others is strangers, but it does make me wonder if he did meet adam before, but due to the changed situation kuro didn't recognize him anymore when he awoke as sleepy ash.

[pocket-luv101]

Across Time || Chapter 3

Fandom: Servamp Ships: KuroMahi (main), LawLicht (side) Characters: Kuro, Mahiru, Hyde, Licht

Summary: Mahiru falls into a well and is taken to a new, fantasy world. He comes across a half-blooded cat demon trapped in a tree. After he frees Kuro, he helps him collect the shards of the sacred jewel. (KuroMahi, InuYasha AU)

Ch.1 || Ch.2 || (Ch.3) ||

Dawn was slowly breaking over the horizon as Mahiru walked down the path. His uncle told him that there was a small pond nearby and Mahiru hoped he could enjoy a bath there. After so much fighting in the past two nights, he needed a long soak. He woke up early so he could relax in privacy. He also wanted a moment alone to take everything in.

Mahiru heard running water in the distance so he knew he was close to the pond. He walked quicker and squeezed through the large boulders. With the cliffs circling the area, it was more private than he thought it would be. He glanced around the area and spotted a small fire next to the pond. Did someone forget to put out the fire before they left?

A bell rang and he turned back to the river where he heard the sound. A small gasp escaped him when he saw Kuro sitting in the water. He wasn’t wearing clothes and Mahiru immediately turned away to respect Kuro’s privacy. He felt his cheeks become bright red and said: “I’m sorry, Kuro. I didn’t think there would be anyone here this early in the morning.”

“It looks like we were both trying to avoid people and thought of the same thing. I’m almost finished so you can take your bath. Just give me a minute to put my clothes back on.” He said. Mahiru thought it was more likely he was leaving because he was being considerate. He looked over his shoulder to Kuro and noticed how stiff his movements were. He must be tired from the last two fights as well.

“It’s okay, Kuro. Thinking simply, we’re both men so we can share this pond like it’s an onsen. As long as we wear towels, I’m comfortable. We need to talk about a plan to find the jewel shards too. Now is the best time to do that,” He reasoned. Kuro shrugged in answer and he turned around. He took off his clothes and stepped into the water. Mahiru shivered when he felt how cold the pond was.

He sank into the water but he stayed close to the fire for warmth. Mahiru rubbed his arms and looked back to Kuro. His eyes fell onto the scar on his back where the arrow pierced. His brother was the one who cursed him. He wondered what happened between the two for his brother to hurt him such. He couldn’t ask him since they only knew each other for a few days.

“This makes me think of things I took for granted from my era. I miss warm baths already. My uncle said that they need to heat water in a pot and pour it into a tub if they want to warm wash. That’s a lot of trouble for a bath so I came out here instead.” Mahiru said to start a casual conversation with Kuro. He stretched his legs beneath the water and relaxed.

“Are you hurt?” He was a little surprised by his question since Kuro was the one who protected him in both fights. He could only imagine what would’ve happened if Kuro hadn’t saved him. “Yesterday, I smelled blood in the forest. I followed it and found you surrounded by those bandits. You should know better than to go off with strangers.”

“They didn’t give me much of a choice so don’t read me the riot act.” Mahiru pouted and sank deeper into the water. He leaned his head against the rock and stared at the clouds above. He wore a pouch with three gem shards around his neck. The pouch floated in the water and he cupped his hands around it. “Where do you think the shards are?”

“You’re the one who can sense them so you will have a better idea than me. That ability will be useful for when we’re collecting the jewels.” Kuro shrugged. They sat across from each other and he saw guilt cross his face. He could guess what he was thinking. “You couldn’t have known that the shard would break after you shot the arrow. I’m sure that no one thought that would happen since the jewel is so powerful.”

“But it was my arrow that shattered it.” Mahiru knew that dwelling on the issue wouldn’t help them. He needed to look to the future and what he could do. “If others can’t sense the shards like I can, we might be able to find them in the wild before anyone else can. I would like to collect the shards without fighting demons. We should start our journey right away!”

“Can’t we finish our bath first? We have to pack a lot of things for the journey. This is going to be troublesome even before we leave the village.” Kuro thought back to his own era where the war for the jewel killed millions. He could easily picture demons trying to recover the shards of the jewel. The more pieces a demon collected, the stronger they would be.

Kuro touched the bell hanging around his neck and noted that it was made from a refined metal different from the material they had. “You’re from the future. It sounds really peaceful since you didn’t have to learn how to use a weapon. If you don’t know how to fight, you won’t live long in this world. I would rather live in your time and spend my days sleeping.”

“This era is dangerous but we can survive if we work together. Oh, Kuro, can you come here?” He acted a little shy earlier and Kuro wondered what he wanted. Mahiru waded his way through the water and stopped a few feet from him. He took a single jewel out of his pouch and held it out to him. “It would be the best if we split the shards between us.”

“You’re going to trust a demon with a jewel shard?” He didn’t take the shard from him.

“I’m putting my trust in you because you have protected me so much already. You’re a good man.” Mahiru’s smile urged him to take the shard. “Thinking simply, this is the best way to keep the shard safe. If one of us holds all of the shards and that person is kidnapped, all of our work will be taken too. I’ll hold half of anything we find and you’ll protect the other half. We’re a team.”

“I hope the most work I have to do on this journey is carry a bunch of shards for you.” He said. The sarcastic joke made Mahiru to smile wearily. Both of them were had no illusion of how dangerous their mission was. He also hoped that they wouldn’t have to face a lot of demons. “If you’re not a fighter, what do you specialize in?”

“I’m a five star cook. The only skill I have with a knife is dicing vegetables.” Mahiru told him. He hoped he wouldn’t be a burden to Kuro during future fights. He asked his uncle to teach him how to use a bow and arrow but it would take him a while to become skilled. Kuro was strong but he didn’t want to rely on him in a fight.

“I would rather travel with a cook than a fighter.” Kuro’s words surprised him slightly.

“Really?” Mahiru thought that he was encouraging him and smiled. It felt like he was accepting him as a companion. “I don’t know how to fight but you can depend on me. I have other skills like first aid. In university, I minored in Japanese history and I know a lot of folklore from my uncle in the future. I don’t know how accurate those stories are though. Is it true that Nekomata can talk to the dead?”

Kuro heard footsteps approach them and he turned towards the cliff. He thought someone intended to ambush them and take the jewel. He stood sharply and heard Mahiru scream. At first, he thought Mahiru was reacting to the demon. Then, Mahiru yelled: “You’re not wearing a towel, Kuro! Sit!”

“Wait, Mahiru, there’s a—” He couldn’t stop him before he said the enchantment. Kuro fell into the water and caused a large splash. Mahiru swam away from him and turned his back from him. He noticed someone walk onto the top of the cliff and he realized that it was his uncle. It appeared like he was searching for him. Behind him, Kuro groaned softly, “I was going to say I can hear someone coming.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, Kuro. You surprised me by standing like that. I like to wait until I know a guy before I see him naked. I should go see what my uncle wants to talk to me about so turn around.” Mahiru ordered as he walked back to fire. He picked up the clothes he bought and went to change behind a bush. “Tonight, I’ll cook you something delicious as an apology.”

“Can’t deal.” He stood and shook the water from his hair. Kuro was glad that he didn’t swallow any water when gravity pulled him under. He went to change as well and pulled on his clothes. “What do you think your uncle wants? He could’ve waited for you to return to tell you but he came all the way out here. This is going to be troublesome.”

“He’s likely worried about the jewel shard since I went into the forest alone. I told him that I would be fine since I planned to look for you as soon as I finish my bath.” He said as he rubbed his hair dry with a cloth. Mahiru glanced towards Kuro and blushed slightly. He was handsome with strong shoulders. He pulled his eyes away and slipped on his hakama.

Mahiru stepped out from behind the bush and called out to his uncle. He put out the fire before he walked up the hill to speak to him. Kuro followed close behind him and asked, “What happened to the strange clothes you were wearing earlier? You’re dressed as a miko now.”

“Yesterday, I ripped my shirt so I could tie the crow’s claw to my arrow. Even if I didn’t tear it, my clothes were so dirty that I can’t wear it another day. My uncle’s kimono was too big for me. This belonged to my mother but it fits me so I borrowed it.” Mahiru ran his hand over the red fabric. “I’m more comfortable in my usual clothes but I’ll have to wear this until I find clothes that fit me.”

Kuro sensed how much he missed his era even though he didn’t speak the words. He could only imagine how difficult the situation was for him. He was thrust into a mission that would put him in danger as well. The courage he showed was admirable and Kuro felt protective of him. Mahiru waved to his uncle who was waiting at the end of the road. He quickened his steps and called, “Did something happen?”

“The girls in the village won’t wake up. We don’t know what the cause could be but there’s a chance a demon is behind. They might be after the jewel shard so I wanted to make sure you’re safe. I’ll go back to the village to investigate.”

“Shouldn’t you take Kuro with you while you investigate? If a demon is behind this, he can fight it.” Mahiru suggested. Both Kuro and Toru hesitated to agree with him and he could easily read their thoughts. He patted Kuro’s shoulder and then posed as if he was shooting an arrow. “I’ll be practising my archery in the forest. You don’t need to worry about me.”

Kuro didn’t know what Mahiru expected him to do. He was a half demon so he couldn’t perform an exorcism to help the girls. He could only follow Toru into the family’s hut. A young woman was lying in a cot and she was so pale that Kuro thought that she was a doll. He kept his distance from her.

The room was silent and he thought that it left immediately after they attack the daughter. Yet, he couldn’t smell a demon’s scent lingering in the air. Kuro heard snippets of their conversation, “She suddenly collapsed and we don’t know why.”

“Something doesn’t feel right about this. There’s no sign that a demon has been here or the other houses we visited. But I smell a lot of different humans here right now.” Kuro followed the scent but he couldn’t see anyone in the room aside from the family. He stood next to Toru and whispered, “The daughter has the scent of different humans on her.”

“I’m going to perform an exorcism so you should wait outside.” He nodded and lifted the blind to leave. As he stepped out, he was almost struck by a cleaver. Kuro managed to catch the woman’s wrist and restrained her. He saw more women approach the house and he cursed lightly. He called back into the house: “Toru, we have a problem out here.”

“Behind you, Kuro!” Toru yelled. Kuro pushed away the woman and turned around. The daughter, who was previously lifeless, rushed towards him and he jumped out of her path. The villagers soon surrounded him and they all had weapons. He collected shadows in his hand but he couldn’t attack them. They moved like puppets and Kuro tried to think of what demon could possess so many people at once.

“Which one of you is the protector of the jewel?” A woman stepped out from the crowd. Toru didn’t recognize her so he knew that she wasn’t a part of the village. She swung her hand but Kuro couldn’t see her attack. He felt a sharp pain against his side and he was knocked off his feet. He gripped his wound and thought of what he should do. She used the villagers like a shield so he couldn’t fight her easily.

From her words, he knew that she was after Mahiru. He didn’t know how the rumours spread so quickly for another demon to attack them so soon. Kuro glanced the forest where Mahiru was and hoped he was still safe. His heart sank when the woman said, “So, the miko isn’t here.”

She vanished and Kuro raced into the forest. He needed to reach Mahiru before she could.

“Maybe I should aim a little higher.” Mahiru muttered to himself. He had tied a cloth around a tree to use as target practise. Arrows littered the ground in front of the tree. He only managed to strike the tree a few time but not one hit the cloth. He didn’t give up and drew the bow string as far as back he could. After he steadied his aim, he let go of the string. The wind blew his arrow off course and it hit the well.

He walked to the well and pulled the arrow out of the wood. Mahiru sat on the edge and rubbed his fingers. He didn’t know shooting arrows would make him so sore. He only wished he had improved more. Pushing himself off the ledge, Mahiru went to collect the arrows on the ground.

One arrow became caught on something and his brows furrowed in confusion. He focused on the smooth wood until he was able to see a string wrapped around the arrow. Glancing around, he found more strings were hanging around him like a large spiderweb. He took the arrow tip and tried to cut the black thread.

“What is this?” Mahiru thought of his earlier conversation with his uncle. Could the string be connected to the women collapsing?

“So, you can see my hair. You must be the one who can sense things others can’t.” He turned sharply when he heard a voice. A woman seemingly floated in the air behind him. He didn’t know if he could run because there were so many ropes around him. “Even if you can see it, you can’t defeat my puppet easily. Give me the jewel and I won’t kill you.”

“I don’t have it. The jewel was shattered and it’s useless now.” Mahiru lied. Since the demon couldn’t sense the shards, she couldn’t know that he had a piece. His grip on his arrow tightened but he didn’t know how well he could fight her. She was too far away from him to shot reliably. “Are you the one who targeted the women in the village? What did you do to them?”

She shrugged and there wasn’t a hint of remorse in her. She said, “I thought I needed a large collection of hair for my puppets to defeat you. If only I knew that you weren’t worth the trouble. You and your little cat are weaker than I thought. He does have beautiful hair though. Once I take your shards, I’ll take his head for my collection.”

“I won’t let you do anything to Kuro!” Mahiru nocked his arrow. He wasn’t able to center his aim before thick hair wrapped around his throat. He dropped his bow and tried to pull the string loose. Another strand of hair stole the jewel pouch from around his neck and he rushed to grab it back. The woman took the jewel out of the pouch and smirked.

The hair suddenly loosened around his neck. Mahiru lost his footing once he was free and stumbled backwards. He tripped over the edge of the well and stretched out his hand to catch himself. He heard Kuro call his name before he appeared in front of him. Kuro wrapped his arms around him but he couldn’t save them.

They both fell into the well. Mahiru hugged Kuro and pressed his face into his chest. He could feel his heart beating quickly through his clothes. Kuro’s soft gasp above him made Mahiru look up. Around them was the glimmering abyss he saw the first he fell through the wall. Their descent slowed and Kuro was able to turn in mid air.

He landed on his feet and the scenery changed around them. They were once again in the well but Kuro couldn’t smell the hair demon above them. He stood and helped him to his feet as well. Mahiru glanced towards the opening of the well and frowned. “The hair demon isn’t coming after us. That light we saw earlier was the same when I first travelled across time.”

“I hope we don’t find ourselves two hundred years in the past. It would be troublesome if we run into my past self.” Kuro groaned. He slipped his arm around Mahiru and lifted him against his chest. In one leap, he brought them to the top of the well. He landed on the ledge and looked around the small room. “I don’t smell any demons nearby.”

“This is my home.” Mahiru breathed in disbelief. He jumped out of Kuro’s arms and ran up the short steps. He threw the door open and looked over the scene he thought he never would see again. A mixture of relief and nostalgia filled his chest. He was only gone for a few days but so much had happened that it felt like a week had passed. “I’m back.”

“Who’s there?” His uncle stepped out of their home. The moment he saw Mahiru, his eyes widened. He ran to him and hugged his nephew. “What happened after you fell into the well? You disappeared. How are you back? I thought I would never see you again, Mahiru. Are you hurt? You’re dressed as a miko.”

“That’s a long story.” Mahiru was happy to have his uncle again. He remembered that Kuro was with him and turned back to him. He introduced the two and said, “This is Kuro. You can trust him because he has protected me ever since I fell into the well. I’ll tell you everything but can we go inside first? You need to be sitting down for what I’m about to tell you.”

“You captured sunlight in a ball and hang it in your room?” Kuro stared at the lightbulb in the middle of the room. After a while, it hurt his eyes and he turned away from it. He rubbed his eyes and turned back to Mahiru. Mahiru was cooking but his gaze appeared far away. He thought he would be happier to return to his time.

He wanted to ask him if he was okay but the words wouldn’t leave his mouth. Mahiru turned off the stove and opened the cupboard. He took down a few bowls and placed it on the counter. “Kuro, can you get the rice while I finish plating the fish? The rice cooker is that black pot. Be careful to not touch the metal because it’s hot.”

“You sound like a housewife.” He picked up the bowls but added, “Will you tell me if something’s on your mind? You looked so distracted that I was worried you were going to cut your finger.”

He was quiet for a moment. Then, he said: “This is home sweet home. I thought I would never be able to see this kitchen again but here I am. I’m so happy and relieved to be back. A part of me wants to stay. Does it make me a bad person for feeling that way?  But… I don’t know if I can stay here without feeling guilty. I can’t run away and hide in my era.”

“You’re not a selfish person, Mahiru. Anyone would want to run away from a world of demons.” Kuro said and a smile returned to Mahiru’s face. He shovelled rice into the bowls and then helped him bring them to the table. His uncle was already sitting at the table with a few scrolls laying before him. Mahiru set down the plates on the table and sat across from his uncle.

“Thank you for the meal.” They said together. Mahiru discussed his time in the feudal era with his uncle. Kuro didn’t think it was his place to comment and ate the meal he made. It was delicious and he quickly put more slices of beef in his bowl. He listened to the two talk and thought Toru’s reaction was a little understated considering everything Mahiru went through.

“There’s something I should’ve told you a long time ago, Mahiru.” Toru sighed and glanced towards a photo on the wall. In the scenic picture, a young Mahiru stood next to a woman. “Your mother and I came across this scroll when we were children. It told the story of the Bone-Eater’s Well and how it could take people through time. That’s the reason your mother and I didn’t want you near it.”

“The Uncle Toru I met in the past told me something similar. He said the Sacred Jewel’s power brought me back. The only thing I don’t understand is how I came back this time. Yura took my jewel before I fell in.” Mahiru felt guilty that he couldn’t do more to protect the jewel.

“I still have the piece you gave me.” Kuro lifted the bell and showed him the jewel he attached to it.

“That must be the reason. I told you that splitting the jewels between us was a good idea.” Mahiru grinned. He leaned closer to Kuro and rolled the jewel between his fingertips. He didn’t notice how close they were or the way Kuro was blushing. A loose string on Kuro’s shoulder caught Mahiru’s eyes and he picked it up. “There’s a loose thread here. Did the woman cut you earlier?”

“No,” He answered. Kuro couldn’t see anything until he a small cut appeared on Mahiru’s finger. He took a napkin and wrapped it around the wound. A brief wince passed his face and he thought he accidentally hurt him. “I’m sorry. Are you okay?”

“Yeah. It’s just a small cut but this string is strange. It cuts like a knife. What are your clothes made of?” From the confusion on Kuro and Toru’s face, he realized that they couldn’t see the string. The black strand was different from Kuro’s red clothes. The string moved on its own and a sense of dread fell over him. Mahiru jumped to his feet and ran out of the room.

He rushed to the shrine housing the well and threw open the sliding doors. At the bottom of the steps, dark tendrils of hair were weaving their way out of the well. Mahiru heard his uncle’s footsteps behind him and quickly closed the door before he could enter. He didn’t want his uncle to be hurt by the demon. Kuro managed to slip through the small opening before he fully shut the door.

“Be careful, Kuro, there’s hair everywhere.” Mahiru warned. “She must be sending her hair through time with the jewel she stole from me. We need to go back and defeat her before she can hurt anyone.”

“I was hoping I could enjoy more of your cooking before we jump back into fights.” Kuro shrugged off his robe and placed it on Mahiru’s shoulder. He knelt onto the edge of the well and said, “It’s made from the hair of fire-rats and it should protect you from small cuts and fire.”

“Thank you, Kuro.” He smiled and slipped his arms through the sleeves. Mahiru wrapped his arms around his neck and climbed onto his back. Kuro held onto his legs and held them securely before he leapt into the well.

[elcall]

Understanding the Show

Aikatsu Stars Oneshot

Hello everyone!! Have I got a treat for everyone! @ikuyeah and I have teamed up to create this beautiful story as a gift for @crimson-shell! This is based on the movie The Greatest Showman, but you don’t have to watch it to enjoy!

Summary: When Four Star Academy holds their annual film festival, everyone can't help but notice the two stars fall in love.

Pairings: KanAko / AkoKana and slight SubaYume

Characters: Subaru, Yume, Laura, Kanata, Ako, Asahi, Mahiru, & Koharu

Words: 11,410

Make sure you take your time with this because it's long! @ikuyeah and I are super excited to share this with everyone! Please enjoy! 

[ Subaru ]

Brandishing a large bowl, Nijino Yume stepped up to the front of the crowd gathered in the covered court. “It’s time to draw names on roles for this year’s musical performance!” She cheered.

The new students and underclassmen blinked owlishly at the blonde in confusion. In front of the crowd, Yume’s friends all groaned in unison at their friend’s carefree nature. Laura - ever the responsible student - stepped up next to Yume and cleared her throat. “So, we are all aware that every year, Four Star Academy has a fair of which the main event is a show. This year that show will be based on a popular musical from America called The Greatest Showman.” Laura surveyed the crowd, noticing the students who recognized the name. “Who has heard of or seen the musical?” She asked.

Mahiru raised her hand and so did her brother, Asahi. “It’s the musical about the ringmaster of a circus with curious and strange people,” Asahi piped up.

“Different people,” Mahiru interjected, raising a brow at her brother who sheepishly rubbed at the back of her head in embarrassment.

Laura nodded. “In this bowl, we have the names of every female student here,” She explained, signalling for Subaru to step up with a bowl of his own. The brunette came to a stop next to Yume, looking strangely fidgety. “And in Yuki-san’s bowl, the names of the male students. We’ll be picking from each bowl depending on the nature of the role. Any questions?” No hands shot up, Laura smiled. “Good, we will start by explaining the roles.”

Kanata stepped up to the stage with a clipboard. “First, we have the main character of the musical. P.T. Barnum was a tailor’s son who fell in love with a wealthy girl when he was young. In the show, they will have several songs together and apart but, in summary, Barnum is claimed to have cheated on his wife while touring with an opera singer from England. At the end of the musical, he will have reconciled with his wife.” He explained, gesturing to Subaru’s bowl.

“And the Showman will be…” Subaru reached into the bowl and pulled out a piece of paper, reading it with a grin, “looks like it’s going to be you, Kanata.”

Kanata raised a brow at him. “Don’t cry, Subaru,” He snickered.

“As if,” Subaru retorted.

“Next, we have the wife of P.T. Barnum. Charity Barnum. For most of the musical she’s often seen supporting Barnum’s dreams and she sings a heartbreaking song when Barnum leaves to tour with the British opera singer, knowing that her husband is likely enamoured with her. She stays behind to care for their two daughters and, as I said, reconciles with Barnum at the end of the musical.” Kanata continued, ignoring Subaru’s protests.

“And the role of Charity goes to…” Yume snatched a paper out of her bowl and gaped at the name written on it, “it’s me!”

“Eh?” Subaru stared at Yume and then at Kanata, disbelieving.

Asahi snickered, Nozomu smirking next to him. “Don’t cry, Subaru!” They both yelled.

“I’m not going to cry.” Subaru protested, frowning at his friends.

With a sigh, Kanata kept going, “Next is Barnum’s prodigy, Phillip Carlyle. He’s from a rich family of producers. Barnum invites him to become his partner at the circus and he falls in love with a trapeze artist, Anne Wheeler. By the end of the musical, he will become the circus’ ringleader.” Kanata shrugged. “Interesting role, he does some songs with some trapeze stunts-”

“Woah, it’s you, Subaru-kun,” Yume said loudly, smiling as she tilted her head in his direction. “Don’t cry, Su-”

“Stop that,” Subaru cut her off, blushing slightly at her teasing.

“Keep going, Kira-san,” Laura said, shaking her head at them.

Kanata cleared his throat, going back to the list. “Next, Anne Wheeler, the trapeze artist. Whoever is cast will need some trapeze training,” He pointed out.

Subaru turned to observe Kanata who looked on edge. He’d noticed earlier that Kanata looked a bit anxious but now he seemed almost anticipative. His gaze kept going to the front of the crowd, where the S4 members were. To Saotome Ako.

It would make sense, he thought, if Kanata anticipated whatever role she would get. She was a talented actress, a prodigy in her own right. But, Subaru peered at Kanata, something about his gaze seemed off.

“Whoever will be playing her will have several stunts as well as a song with Phillip Carlyle,” He turned to Yume and nodded.

Yume gave him a thumbs up and then pulled the topmost paper out of the bowl. She gasped, raising the slip of paper into the air, “Ako-chan!”

“Huh,” Saotome Ako, who had been quiet throughout the proceedings, stood up abruptly, her face red. “I mean, yes. Understood. Of course.” She bowed, the students clapping for her. “Thank you, I’ll do my best.”

Kanata stared at her and then at Subaru, then back at her. And Subaru understood.

Subaru smirked. “Hey, Kanata,” He called out.

Kanata turned to him, a dazed look on his face.

“Don’t cry.”

[ Laura ]

    Is it impossible? Say that it’s possible-

Laura winced as she watched the two bodies clash. Literally, and figuratively. Subaru and Ako were practicing the hardest scene of the musical, one that required cooperation from both parties to effectively pull off. But, to Laura, the two of them weren’t working together in technique but also in their style.

Ako’s body had a stiffness to it; one that she had never seen her have, especially since Laura had witnessed her friend’s amazing skills multiple times before. As for Subaru, well, she hadn’t seen his live acting for a long time now, but it seemed to her that he was slouching- holding back or not putting his full potential into it somehow.

That angered Laura slightly. Her friend was working her hardest and Subaru wasn’t even trying to do the same.

Laura sighed, reaching a hand up to her forehead and massaging it around. She glanced at the clipboard in her arms with the schedule of their practice on it, then at the clock on the wall; it was past noon. She held the clipboard against her body as she clapped with her hands, gaining everyone’s attention, “Okay everyone! I think that’s enough for now. Let’s take a lunch break; thirty minutes.”

Mutters spread across the room as everyone gathered themselves up, and Laura put her clipboard down on the bench beside her. She joined Yume and Koharu as they stepped out of the auditorium they were practicing in, looking over to the blonde as she spoke.

“I’m worried about Ako-chan…” Yume said softly, as if it were a secret.

Koharu nodded mutely.

Laura glanced away, sighing, “Something isn’t working. But I’ll figure it out.”

Koharu snapped her gaze at Laura, then smiled, “I’m sure you will. I hate seeing Ako-chan struggle like this.”

Laura and Yume nodded in agreement.

They continued in silence, until Laura stopped halfway on their way to the cafeteria. “I need to go check some papers of the musical. Yume, bring me back a box to the auditorium?”

Yume smiled at the request, shooting her a thumbs up, “You got it! Come on, Koharu-chan, we don’t have much time to eat!”

Koharu gasped as Yume tugged her, and Laura giggled.

She brushed her hands and turned down the path to quickly head to the song class building where she had her papers. Once she arrived, however, she realized that she left her clipboard in the auditorium. With a huff, she gathered her papers and took them back with her. When she entered the lobby area of the building, she heard some voices from the inside.

Curiosity peaked, Laura carefully placed her papers down and peered around the corner of the auditorium.

“-You even trying?”

Laura blinked. Was that Kanata? Who was he talking to?

He continued after a moment of silence, “You don’t always have to compromise for Subaru. You have to let him compromise for you too.”

Laura’s eyes widened, and she turned her head further to see Ako, twisting the large performance ring that she was practicing with.

Is that what was happening? Ako was working herself to adjust her acting for Subaru? Now that she was thinking about it,  Laura saw it now; Ako’s stiffness- because she was trying to accommodate for Subaru.

Ako twisted the ring sharply, then retorted, “I’d like to see you do better, Kira Kanata!”

Laura watched as Kanata stalked closer to Ako. He grabbed her arm, replying with a simple, “Okay.”

    It’s up to you, and it’s up to me. No one can say what we get to be.

Then, Laura felt her breath get taken away. Kanata and Ako began performing the routine that they were trying to perfect with Subaru and Ako all morning. Laura watched as the two of them never took their eyes off each other, their bodies flowing perfectly to the rhythm of the other. The maneuvered gracefully, despite the tension rising out of both figures in thick waves.

Laura couldn’t peel her eye away, not even when she heard the doors open behind her.

“Laura!” Yume called, waving an arm to gain her attention, but frowning when she didn’t get a response. She stepped closer, “What are you…” she trailed off, catching sight of the inside of the auditorium.

    It feels impossible! It’s not impossible. Is it impossible? Say that it’s possible!

It seemed that everyone had returned, as Laura heard other footsteps, turning into silence and sharp intakes of breath, but she never turned her gaze away from the wonderful performance in front of her.

Kanata and Ako were finally finished, standing very close and staring at each other deeply.

Something hit the ground and crashed.

The two performers jumped away, only just catching sight of the crowd that had grew. Cheers erupted for the two of them, and the group rushed forward.

Yume shook excitedly, “That was amazing Kanata!”

“Ako-chan too!” Koharu added, “I knew you could pull it off!”

Laura noticed Ako scoot away from Kanata slightly, her face bright red. A glance at Laura made her see the tinges of pink on his own cheeks.

A wicked grin striked itself on Laura’s face. Oh, now she understood.

She toned it down and stepped forward, “Well I think that settles it.”

“Settles what?” Yume blinked owlishly.

Laura put her hands on her hips, “Yuki-san and Kira-san should switch places.”

After an initial phase of shocked “what?”s, there where many voices of agreement.

“Agreed!” Asahi called out, from where he was wiping water that had spilled from the cup he dropped earlier, Mahiru standing beside him handing him more towels, “Kanata, that was great!” He paused, looking down at the spill again, “Ah, sorry… I was bringing this back for you…”  

Kanata brushed past everyone to go to him, “Thanks.” He took the tray from Mahiru with a nod.

Laura grabbed her clipboard from the bench, clicking the pen, “So Kira-san, you up for it? Yuki-san? What do you say?”

Subaru rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, “I think you’re right. Saotome-san and I couldn’t get it right, but obviously Kanata has got it down already.”

Nozomu smiled at his friend, “That’s Kanata for you.”

Subaru grinned and said, “So if you want to switch our parts, I’m fine with it.”

Laura smiled, turning it to Kanata.

He nodded, “That would be fine.”

Laura turned to the last person she wanted to make sure was okay. “Ako?”

Ako was still frozen, Koharu and Yume standing near her. Her jaw opened, then closed, then opened again, and she seemed to struggle with words. Laura waited until she nodded, replying, “Yes.”

Laura eyes sparkled as she scribbled on her clipboard quickly, as if they would change their minds if she didn’t do it fast enough. “So that keeps Ako as Anne Wheeler, Kira-san as Phillip Carlyle, Yuki-san as Barnum, and Yume as his wife.”

Yume pumped her arm in the air, “Alright! Let’s do our best!” She cheered, patting Subaru’s arm.

His cheeks blushed a cute pink, and Laura covered her grin as she watched all of them.

[ Asahi ]

“Yuki-san! A little more to the center. You need to make it snappier,” Laura directed. Nodding to Asahi, she paused the music. “Can you do something about Yuki-san’s hat. I think it’s not the right weight. He keeps missing the brim when he has to throw it up and catch it.”

Asahi nodded assent. It did look off when he threw it up and he hadn’t caught it once during practice. “I’ll see what we can do.” He scurried up the stage to Subaru and inspected the hat.

“It’s probably the design, more of the aesthetic additions are on one side so it’s not even in weight.” He muttered to himself, taking the hat with him off-stage to hand over to Koharu.

By the time he returned to the rehearsal with Subaru’s new hat, it seemed like the choreography had been cleaned up and everyone was being called to the stage for blocking.

“Alright, from the top.” Laura clapped her hands loudly.

Asahi walked towards the front of the stage where Kanata was on standby. His scene was after everything they were working on now, when Barnum would meet Phillip Carlyle, the producer and playwright. “What did I miss?” He asked quietly as Subaru began to sing, stomping his feet to the rhythm.

‘You stumble through your days. Got your head hung low, your skies' a shade of grey.’ He sang, slowly walking up the steps to Barnum’s circus building.

“Sakuraba just finished with the choreography and Ak-” Kanata seemed to catch himself and cleared his throat to hide the rising redness in his cheeks. “Saotome’s got her harness on.”

Asahi’s eyes went to Saotome Ako who was discreetly harnessed so she could transition from the trapeze two feet above the stage floor down to the stage floor. He winced, it was one thing to see her do those stunts from afar and another to be this close while she did her death defying act. The scale wasn’t as large as a real circus but he’d seen her get hurt several times from falling the wrong way.

Really, it was no wonder Kanata was worried.

…wait a second.

Asahi side-eyed Kanata whose focus was yet again on Saotome. Now that Asahi really thought about it, he’d been that way ever since he met Saotome, eyes glued to her as if anticipating what would happen next. And while Asahi thought it was funny that Saotome seemed to near despise Kanata for teasing her all the time, it was also notable that Kanata was always around to tease her. Kanata, the busybody who never rested in his career, made time for each of Saotome’s performances and idol activities even if she was only selling sweets at a school festival.

‘No more living in those shadows. You and me we know how that goes.’ Yuri, who’d taken the role of the singing bearded lady, sang as she stepped forward with the rest of the cast.

Saotome swung out with Nozomu, meeting him in the middle and then switching over to his rope while he switched to hers. Nozomu was playing Anne’s brother and was going to be in several scenes with Saotome up on the trapeze.

‘We'll be the light that's shining. Bottle up and keep on trying.’ She and Nozomu sang together as they swung back, Nozomu catching Ako’s hands and then gently letting her go when she reached the side of the stage where the jump off board was.

Kanata sighed softly, relieved, and then clapped with the rest of the support crew. There were several times Saotome had fallen and the harness wasn’t enough to absorb the blow of the fall resulting in several bumps that Koharu needed to treat.

The curtains dropped and when they drew backup Subaru was wearing his ringmaster outfit with the rest of the cast in formation behind him including Nozomu and Saotome. ‘Come alive, come alive.’ They sang together. ‘Go and ride your light, let it burn so bright.’ Nozomu and Saotome nodded to each other before bending back and doing a truly impressive and synchronized backflip through strategically placed hoops.

“Alright, this is it. Let’s make it perfect.” Laura yelled from off stage.

Yume got up on stage as part of the audience holding two younger kids - twins - with her who were playing hers and Subaru’s children for the musical.

“1, 2, 3. Go.” Kanata muttered to himself, pointing at the ensemble.

‘When the world becomes a fantasy.’ They slid left and right before shaking their hands downward snappily. ‘And you’re more than you could ever be.’ Alternating their arms up and down three times, they stepped right and then slid left. ‘Cause you’re dreaming with your eyes wide open!’ Facing left, Subaru pushed his coattails back with a dramatic flourish.

“So come alive!” They all cheered, the backstage cast came forward acting as a mob who rallied against Barnum’s circus with signs saying ‘Go Home, Freaks!’ while behind them the main cast changed to another set of costumes.

When the mob cleared, the ensemble sans Subaru was performing in a circle with a clear gap in the middle where Yuzu cartwheeled in next to Haruka, both dancers holding onto each other as they did a synchronized split.

‘To anyone who's bursting with a dream.’ Saotome sang, swinging down on a rope and then strutted past them.

The ensemble cheered, all of them turning to the right to welcome Subaru back to the stage in another outfit.

Asahi gasped and then threw the hat to Subaru, both him and Kanata smiling when the brunette caught it and winked at them.

‘To anyone who's searching for a way to break free!’ He gestured to Yuri as she took to his right and Saotome took Subaru’s left.

‘Break free!’ Yuri echoed.

‘Break free!’ Saotome took the lyric to a higher note.

All of them stomped down in unison, clapping to the beat. ‘And the world becomes a fantasy and you're more than you could ever be-’ Subaru spun around on his knees, gesturing to Yume in the pseudo-crowd. 'Cause you're dreaming with your eyes wide open.’ The twins spun around and then imitated their dance steps.

Yume, feeling confident in her adlibbing, blew a kiss in Subaru’s direction which caused the brunette to nearly miss his cue.

‘And we know we can't be go back again to the world that we were living in.’ The ensemble lined up and Subaru ran, sliding across the stage on his knees, waving his hat in the air. When he reached the end of the line, he stood up and winked at Yume who just laughed and clapped her hands while the twins both jumped up.

‘Cause we're dreaming with our eyes wide open-’ Two ropes came down just in time for Nozomu and Saotome to grab onto. Both of them were pulled up to the air where they tied the rope around their waist and then allowed themselves to fall downward while twirling their bodies along the rope.

‘So come alive!’ The ensemble sang, the music coming to a stop as Nozomu and Saotome hit the ground with a loud thump.

“Nozo-”

“Ako-”

Asahi turned and stared at Kanata who surged forward into the crowd of ensemble members. The blonde followed shortly after, ready to bring anyone who was injured over to Koharu.

“We’re okay.” Nozomu said, trying to reassure everyone while also checking if Saotome was hurt.

Kanata was leaning over Saotome with his hands jammed into his pockets probably to keep his hands to himself and not creepily pulling the girl up to check on her or hug her or anything, a worried and frustrated look on his face. “Don’t be an idiot. Tell your cast if you’re hurt.”

Saotome huffed. “Of course, I’d tell my cast if I was hurt. Not telling them will only make it worse.” She looked up at Kanata, noticing how concerned he was and blinking up at him in shock. “I really am… fine. Just a little sore from falling on my side.”

Kanata leaned back and gave Laura a look that the director immediately understood.

“You need to take a break-” Kanata scolded, stopping abruptly when a familiar hand shot up in front of his face.

Saotome wiggled her hand in his direction. “I’m not going to say no to a break so you might as well stop your lecture right there and help me up.” She said quietly, the ensemble sans Asahi leaving them so they could have their moment in peace.

With a smirk, Kanata grabbed her forearm and gently pulled her up until she crashed into his chest. “Could it be that I’ve managed to get your attention?” He teased.

“D-Don’t flatter yourself!” Saotome shoved him a little but not too far since her side was still sore and she needed him to be her human crutch.

Asahi watched them - Ako-chan, he’d call her Ako-chan now that its clear that Kanata liked her - bicker and smiled.

“Way to go, Kanata.” He said softly in understanding.

Mahiru stared at her brother and at the ensemble, a little confused at their behavior. “First it was Yuki, and then Laura… now, Asahi.” She turned to watch as Kanata smirked at her friend. “What’s going on, here?”

[ Mahiru ]

Mahiru inspected the scene; the set was still half built, but it was beginning to form. The current scene they were practicing was when Subaru’s character was showing Kanata’s character around the circus to introduce him. Kanata was to witness the show that Ako’s and Nozomu’s character was performing on the other side of the set, and Ako was to swing over to Kanata and they would meet gazes.

It was a “love at first sight”- like scene, Mahiru had to admit, and that from there the story radiated a romantic aura between the two characters.

Mahiru turned her gaze to Ako, who, for the sake of it just being a practice, was standing at the opposite side of the stage on the podium, preparing to jump off with her harness and meet at the other side with Kanata for the brief moment. She was fiddling with her harness, then her hands, then her hair.

Mahiru briefly wondered what was bothering her, but then thought that it was probably the act. She gulped, knowing that she herself would have trouble with it, and with the amount of times that Ako was falling and tripping up, she would be worried too.

Ako kept her gaze ahead of her though, it was unmoving despite her body fidgeting. Mahiru raised an eyebrow to herself, then carefully followed her line of sight back to where Subaru and Kanata were.

Oh of course, she was watching the performance play out, probably waiting for her cue.

‘You can do like you do, or you could do like me-’ Suddenly, Subaru’s voice gave out and he coughed.

Mahiru immediately grabbed a water bottle and went over to hand it to him.

“Yuki-san! Be careful with your throat!” Laura shouted just as soon. “We don't want it to be sore before the final show even arrives!”

Subaru waved his hand at her in response, pulling the bottle away, “I know, sorry, my voice just dropped.”

Laura gave him a stink eye, and Mahiru appreciated that it wasn't directed at her.

“Alright then, let's take five everyone,” Laura said, putting her board down and going to chat with the teachers.

Mahiru glanced up in the set where Ako remained, with other set members of Four Star behind her. But Ako was still staring down at the scene, her expression unreadable to Mahiru. Mahiru followed her gaze, and found it directed at Kanata. But since Subaru had stepped offset, Ako must have been watching Kanata.

Mahiru’s eyebrows furrowed in a frown. Why would Ako be-

“Back on set, everyone!” Laura shouted once again.

Mahiru blinked, startled out of her thoughts. She stepped back to the side of the set, watching Ako, as she prepared for her jump.

‘We’re going to the other side-’

When Subaru’s character gestured to Kanata to look out at the stage, Ako leaped from her position, swinging across the air, meeting Kanata’s gaze closely.

Mahiru looked to Kanata, checking his expression. She deadpanned; it was in his usual stoic mode. She flicked her eyes to Ako briefly, whose eyes were sparkling with determination… and something else Mahiru couldn’t catch.

But then things froze in Mahiru’s eyes. Ako’s legs weren’t hooked around the bar enough, and she had swung out too far, causing her legs to slip and her body to fall.

Ako let out a sharp cry; the harness caught most of her weight, but she still hit the ground. Luckily, they had set out mats just in case of that.

Mahiru briskly went up to check on her, holding her shoulder as she helped roll her, “Are you okay?”

Ako blinked, sitting up. She rubbed her head, “Yes, I’m fine.”

Mahiru narrowed her eyes, “Did you hit your head?”

Ako shook her head, “No, I just got a little dizzy at the last moment, I think.”

Mahiru digested the response, then nodded. She turned upward at the balcony, where Subaru and Kanata were peering over. Subaru’s eyes were wide in surprise and worry, and Kanata… his eyes were wide as well, but his expression was, dare Mahiru say, worried? Something like helplessness seeped into the gaze he sent down at Ako.

At the same time, Laura was shouting, “Cut! Ako, you need to practice that move more! And Kira-san! What was that? Your face was so plain! Put your emotion into it!” she sighed and rubbed her head, glancing at Ako again. “Are you okay, Ako?”

Ako nodded, standing up with Mahiru’s assistance, “Yes. I think I swung too hard and I was worried I would hit Kana- uh, Kira-san.”

She choked on her words, and Mahiru sent her a strange look. Mahiru turned to Laura, who was smirking at the red head.

“Okay. Well how about you go practice more. You’re going to have to be in the air the whole time in the real show, anyways,” Laura said.

Ako resigned, nodding at Laura, then trudging to the side where the director for the performance stunts was.

Laura then instructed Subaru and Kanata to restart their scene. Mahiru moved to the side, to help the other students working on the set building. While working, Mahiru glanced over at Ako, to see her glancing back at Kanata again. Mahiru frowned.

Minutes later, Mahiru glanced at Kanata and Subaru, only to spot Kanata looking at Ako when she had her back to him, catching a helpless looking expression.

Mahiru huffed, then crossed her arms. What in the world was going on?

A hand placed itself on her shoulder. Mahiru followed the arm to see Laura.

“Do you see it?” Laura grinned deviously, “Those two… are hopeless.”

Mahiru blinked at her, then back at the two they were talking about. She blinked, seeing them casting glances at each other when they thought the other wasn’t looking. “Wait…” something clicked in Mahiru’s head, “you don’t mean…”

Laura covered a laugh, nodding, “Yup. It gets me going.”

Mahiru’s eyebrows raised, then shared a smile with Laura. Now she understood what the secret was.

Hours filled with practice and training later, Laura called the group together again to perform the scene full out.  

Mahiru and the rest of the cast and crew gathered to watch if the hard work of the actors were paying off.

Having already called “action,” the group was performing on the stage. Subaru sang his line, gesturing off the balcony past Kanata to the performers, ‘We’re going to the other side-.’

Ako and Nozomu, along with other students, were on the other side of the stage doing their routines. Then, just as Kanata turned his gaze in the direction, Ako came swinging by at just the perfect moment.

Mahiru took a look at Kanata’s face. His eyes were bright and glassy, his lips parted in an awe and whisper of a smile.

Mahiru flicked her gaze to Ako, whose eyes widened at Kanata and lips spread into a wider smile than it already was in. Mahiru felt the surprise of his acting radiate off of him, making her feel the surprise as well.

The next part was Ako and the rest of the actors finishing up their routines and heading to the “back” of the circus, which was the part of the set, and meet Subaru and Kanata.

They concluded the rest of the scene smoothly, going further than they had in previous rehearsals.

As soon as Laura shouted “cut!” to end the scene, everyone burst into loud cheers.

Mahiru clapped her own hands excitedly; Ako and Kanata pulled off their parts perfectly, and everyone witnessed it happen. She looked over at Laura, whose eyes were bright and proud of the duo especially. Their eyes met, and Mahiru could see the twinkle of mischief and happiness in her eyes, surely reflecting her own.

[ Koharu ]

Koharu’s always known that Mahiru was an impressive performer. All that experience she had as a model gave her a particular aura, an aura that she employed in her role as Jenny Lind, the British Opera singer who fell in love with Barnum.

‘You set off a dream in me,’ Mahiru turned her head to the left, smiling a breathtakingly beautiful smile at Subaru. ‘Getting louder now. Can you hear it echoing?’ She continued, not letting Subaru’s deadpan expression put a stutter to her performance.

“Yuki-san needs to stop being so touchy about this scene. Barnum doesn’t cheat on his wife,” Laura sighed.

Koharu let out a soft laugh, “He won’t give Yume any reason to doubt.” She winked.

“Yume doesn’t even know he likes her,” Laura rolled her eyes at Subaru’s behavior.

‘Take my hand,’ Mahiru extended a hand to the crowd.

Koharu blinked as the spotlight drifted over to the side of the stage where the cast of Barnum’s circus show was watching the performance.

Kanata looked discreetly at Ako, hesitantly reaching for her hand which rested on the rails of the balcony to emphasise the moment happening between them.

'Cause darling without you,’ Ako started, perfectly on cue, smiling subtly to herself.

Mahiru took a deep breath, ‘All the shine of a thousand spotlights, all the stars we steal from the night sky will never be enough. Never be enough.’ Another spotlight lit up Yume watching from the seats on the second tier of the stage below where Ako and Nozomu climb to do their stunts.

By the time the second chorus came around, Yume was staring at Subaru with so much hurt that the brunette nearly bolted towards her to make sure she was okay.

‘Towers of gold are still too little. These hands could hold the world but it'll-’ Laura leaned forward, watching as Kanata turned around, noticing several upper class people staring and gossiping about him. ‘Never be enough.’ Slowly, he let go of Ako’s hand and stepped away. ‘Never be enough-’

Ako, tears gathering in her eyes, took one look at Kanata before turning and leaving. ‘For me.’

“Great! That was perfect! Shift the stage for This Is Me,” Laura called out, signalling for the curtains to drop so that the extras could come onto the stage dressed as rich people and the extras dressed as the mob of haters to be ready when the set up changes.

When the curtains rose, Kanata was in the second level and Ako was crying quietly in the middle of the stage. ‘I am not a stranger to the dark.’ Yuri walked up to her and turned her around, hugging her. ‘Hide away, they say, cause we don't want your broken parts.’

Ako let out a whimper and wrapped her arms around Yuri, the circus cast surrounding her. Nozomu placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. ‘I've learned to be ashamed of all my scars. Run away, they say, no one'll love you as you are.’ Yuri’s expression became fierce as she lifted Ako’s chin. ‘But I won't let them break me down to dust. I know that there's a place for us-’

‘For we are glorious.’ Ako nodded, wiping her tears away.

Transitioning through the party, to the streets, and then into the circus stage they danced in unison.

‘I’m not scared to be seen,’ Ako made eye contact with Nozomu in the second tier and then glared up at him. ‘I make no apologies. This is me-’

Stomping down, Ako’s foot slid and she fell back with a startled scream. The rough surface of the stage floor leaving slight bruises on her legs and faint scratches on her palms.

“Koharu-chan,” Laura shot up from her seat, trying to get up the stage and past the other performers.

Kanata, having witnessed the whole thing, grabbed for one of the ropes and swung down toting a first aid kit with him. “Give her some room, will you?” He nearly sneered at the rest of the cast and carefully reached for Ako’s ankle. “You need to extend your leg-”

“Where did you get a first aid kit?” Ako asked, blinking at him.

“You get hurt often enough. Now, extend your leg,” He huffed, applying pressure to her foot and rotating it the way he remembered seeing on the internet. “It doesn’t look like it’s too bad, probably just leaned on it the wrong way. Show me your hands.”

Ako blushed, realizing that Kanata was really close, close enough to kiss and Koharu watched as Ako shook her head as if to do away with those thoughts even as her eyes lingered on his face. Koharu focused on Kanata’s expression, serious but with a hint of relief, his eyes darting everywhere to check if Ako really was okay. He seemed to just be thankful being able to help her.

Ah, Koharu thought. That explained a lot of Kanata’s helpless looks and the way Ako - calm and confident Ako - was reduced to a blushing and stuttering mess whenever the M4 member was involved.

Koharu sat down. She’d let Kanata handle this. He’d worked hard to be able to help the girl her loved after all, who was she to get in the way of that?

With a soft smile, she glanced at Asahi who seemed to be pointing at Kanata excitedly while exchanging knowing looks with Subaru.

She understood the feeling too well.

[ Yume ]

Yume liked to think that she was a good actress, if not, at least a bit decent. However, with the last scene, before Ako had tripped and when she was supposed to be emotional at the sight of Mahiru’s character singing to Subaru, she was doubting it. Subaru kept sending her the oddest stares, as if she was dressed as the bearded lady instead of the wife she was supposed to be.

Of course, she acted as if she didn’t see them, but she did. And it unnerved her to think that one of her rivals probably thought that she wasn’t good enough for her role.

She sighed, patting the skirt of her dress down.

“What’s up, Yume?” Mahiru popped up beside her, still dressed in her costume too.

Yume smiled up at her, “Oh nothing…”

Mahiru raised an eyebrow at her, “Are you sure? You look troubled.”

Yume turned her head away, “Do you think I’m a bad actress?” she asked suddenly.

Mahiru frowned with concern, “No, of course I don’t. Why would you think that?”

Yume wrung her hands together, “Well, I don’t know if you noticed… but Subaru-kun was giving me some really strange looks during our run just now. I tried to ignore it and do a better job of looking heart broken like Charity would have… but he kept doing it. So I think I did a bad job. Did you see me?”

Mahiru’s eyebrows raised in surprise, “You think… you actually think that Yuki-san thinks that?”

Yume shrugged, “I dunno.”

Mahiru placed a hand over Yume’s suddenly, “Yume. Just think of all the times he’s helped you, and think if that’s something he would do. Maybe there’s something else you just aren’t seeing.” She patted the back of her hand, then stood up, “I’m going to see what’s happening next.”

Yume nodded, but kept thinking. Something about the way Subaru was looking at her made it stick in her mind. Maybe Mahiru was right, and Yume was only reading this incorrectly. What Mahiru said was true, Subaru helped and assisted Yume in so many ways since she first met him.

A smile spread on her lips and she laughed to herself as she recalled their first meeting. And then their second encounter when he had helped her, whether he knew it or not. And since then, many more ways, especially since she had claimed him as her rival. Whenever someone would even mention M4, she would automatically remember Subaru and want to work harder.

And she knew it was a mutual feeling. The way Subaru looked at her when she announced their rivalry; Yume didn’t regret it.

“Yume-chan!”

Yume looked up to see two small bodies scurrying over to her. Yume waved at them, “Hana-chan, Kao-chan!” The two girls were acting as Yume’s and Subaru’s character’s children. “What’s going on?”

Hana shook her head, “Kira-san is helping Saotome-san with her foot.”

Kaoru smiled and said, “Yea, and you did a good job on this scene!”

Yume smiled warmly, “Thanks Kao-chan!”

“Mhm!” Hana hummed, “And you and Subaru-kun make good parents! Subaru-kun is a nice dad!”

Yume covered her smile, “Subaru-kun is really nice, isn’t he?” Something shifted in Yume’s chest as she spoke those words.

The two girls nodded, and Kaoru spoke again, “You and Subaru-kun make a nice couple!”

“Just like a real mommy and daddy!” Hana added with a grin.

Yume laughed awkwardly as her face heated up, “I don’t think…”

“But you are!” they insisted.

“She’s what?” a new voice appeared.

Oh no, Yume gulped.

The two little girls spun around to face Subaru, “You and Yume-chan look cute together!”

The unsuspecting soul froze in his spot, his friendly smile dropping and his face turning a bright red, “Wh-at?”

Yume covered her face, “Hana-chan, Kao-chan, can we drop it?”

The two girls smiled deviously, but nodded at Yume silently.

Yume glanced at Subaru, “What’s the news?”

Subaru blinked at her in confusion, then cleared his throat, “Right. Sakuraba-san said to get ready, we’re gonna run through that scene again in a few minutes.”

Yume turned her head away, thinking. She let out a breath, then looked up, stepping up to Subaru. She patted his shoulder, “Thank you. I’ll do better this time.”

Subaru stared at her, “Uh… sure?”

Yume nodded, letting out a smile. “Okay girls, let’s go.”

[ Kanata ]

The curtain rose on the day of the Four Star Academy School Festival. The popularity of the school being at an all time high, more visitors came to watch than they did the year previous to come see how the new S4 would perform. Laura stepped backstage, surveying the cast members lined up waiting for their cues.

“Let's do this,” she nodded, the music starting.

Lights bathing the stage in sepia, the extras sat in the benches around the back of the stage with Subaru standing in the middle of the stage with his back turned.

‘Ladies and gents, this is the moment you've waited for.’ He sang, the cast singing to support him. ‘Been searching in the dark, your sweat soaking through the floor.’

Kanata watched as the stage came alive, the circus joining Subaru for the opening salvo. He would be replacing Subaru at the end of the musical when Barnum decides to retire to be with his family.

‘A million dreams are all it’s gonna take.’ He continued to watch as Subaru and Yume started dancing together, singing through the early days of Barnum’s life and the birth of their two daughters up to Barnum being fired from his job. ‘A million dreams for the world we’re gonna make.’

Next to him, Ako reached for his hand with her steady fingers.

Kanata gasped, quietly, softly, as if a single sound would startle her and make her let go. She couldn't. The very thought of her letting go shook him. Clasping her hand in his, he said nothing.

“Th-This is just me making sure you don’t chicken out, alright?” She stuttered, but her hand stayed in his.

Kanata nodded, squeezing her hand once, “If it’s with you, I’m sure I can do anything.” He smirked at her.

Ako blinked up at him in confusion. “Who are you and what did you do to that jerk, Kira Kanata?” She asked, tilting her head.

‘You stumble through your days-’ Subaru started singing as more extras filtered out onto the stage and the circus cast were all getting ready along with Nozomu. ‘Got your head hung low, your skies' a shade of grey.’

The M4 member was staring at Kanata and Ako’s joined hands with a smirk, not knowing if now was a good time to mention that he and Ako had to be on the third tier for their stunts.

With a short burst of laughter, Kanata reluctantly let go.

“Show them what Saotome Ako can do,” He shoved his hands in his pockets and let an admiring expression take the place of his usual bored one, smiling brightly at the S4 member.

Ako, her cheeks strangely red, squared her shoulders and grinned. “I intend to,” she nodded before rushing up the stairs to the third tier with Nozomu hot on her heels.

Kanata walked around the stage to watch them perform, everyone perfectly in sync with one another. When the number was finished, the crowd stood up and applauded. The curtains dropped in time for the scenery to change.

Subaru was back on stage, leading his family to the house he’d bought for them because of the circus’ success. Quickly, it shifted to Subaru giving one of his daughter’s ballet shoes which she used in a recital.

Kanata straightened his formal jacket and then walked onto the stage in time for the scene to shift to a party full of socialites. Subaru pointed at him and turned to Yume while Kanata pretended to mingle with several girls from Four Star Academy.

The music picked up as he and Subaru slid over to the bar. ‘Right here, right now. I put the offer out. I don't want to chase you down, I know you see it.’ Subaru sang, twirling around him as if showing off his prowess. ‘You run with me and I can cut you free, out of the drudgery and walls you keep in.’

The bartender, Asahi, slid a shot glass with water in it towards Subaru who caught it and drank it. ‘Don't you wanna get away from the same old part you gotta play. Cause I got what you need so come with me and take the ride. It'll take you to the other side.’ Stepping onto one of the prop tables, Subaru started tap dancing on its surface while sliding his suit jacket off causing a bunch of girls in the audience to cheer.

Kanata rolled his eyes at Subaru and waited for his turn until pushing himself and his chair away from the bar. ‘Okay, my friend, you want to cut me in-’ He turned and faced Subaru. ‘Well I hate to tell you, but it just won't happen. So thanks, but no. I think I’m good to go. Cause I quite enjoy the life you say I'm trapped in.’ Sliding off his own suit jacket, he hopped up so he was standing on his high chair.

‘Now I admire you, and that whole show you do. You're onto something, really it's something.’ He shrugged in admission. ‘But I live among the swells, and we don't pick up peanut shells. I'll have to leave that up to you-’

Jumping off his seat, Kanata landed on the bartop and started dancing revelling in the cheers of the M4 fans in the audience. ‘Don't you know that I'm okay with this uptown part I get to play. 'Cause I got what I need and I don't want to take the ride. I don't need to see the other side-’ From his high vantage point, he saw Ako in the second tier getting harnessed for her stunt. ‘So go and do like you do. I'm good to do like me.’ He did a complicated step sequence and then winked up at her, smiling when her face reddened.

‘Oh, damn! Can't you see I'm doing fine. I don't need to see the other side-’ He let himself get swept up in the rest of the song and Barnum convincing Carlyle to be his partner. Subaru led him to the front of the stage in time for the set to change back to the circus.

‘Don't you wanna get away to a whole new part you're gonna play.’ Asahi gave them their respective coats and hats with a smile. They both nodded at him and put their costumes on. ‘Cause if we do we're going to the other side-’ Climbing up to the second tier, Subaru led Kanata forward.

‘We’re going to the other side.’

Stepping forward, Kanata closed his eyes to recall how he’d first met Ako, his pride at how she’s grown as an idol and as a person. When he opened them again, she was there dangling dangerously upside down as she swung his way on the trapeze. He didn’t have to fake the look of complete awe and affection that was on his face and he had a feeling the look of pleased surprise and fondness in Ako’s eyes was equally genuine.

“W-Who was that?” Kanata stuttered, his heart stopping when Ako stared and reached out to him.

Subaru stepped forward, his hand on Kanata’s shoulder bringing him back to reality. “Let me introduce you.” He smiled knowingly.

The rest of the show, his character getting to know the members of the circus and falling more and more for the trapeze artist that Ako was playing, went smoothly. Each perfectly executed scene built up tension and Kanata’s heart welled up with love proportionate to his character’s growing feelings for Anne Wheeler.

By the time he had to let go of Ako’s hand during Never Enough, he’d had to force himself to let go resulting in a bit of a delay in timing.

Kanata was on his way up to tier two when he bumped into Subaru.

“Hey, are you okay? You’re kind of off today,” he asked, gripping Kanata’s arm.

Kanata looked over to the stage. They were still in the second verse for This Is Me but Kanata would be needed in the scene soon and he already messed up the last scene.

He also really wanted to watch Ako but that wasn’t really relevant at the moment.

“I’m working on it,” Kanata admitted with a sigh.

Subaru smiled softly, something like understanding in his gaze. “Good luck, Kanata,” he patted Kanata’s shoulder twice and then rushed down the stairs.

Kanata blinked, confused, before rushing towards the balcony of tier two just in time for the spotlight to hit him and for Ako to pointedly stare up at him with a fiercely determined look on her face.

Coming down the steps, Subaru went up to Ako, stage whispering that he’d gotten her a ticket to see the opera, a long time dream of Anne Wheeler’s. Ako rushed off stage to dress up and Kanata walked back to the stage to argue with Subaru about Barnum’s decision to leave to go on tour with Mahiru’s character, Jenny Lind.

Yume replaced him as he dove backstage, singing her solo Tightrope whilst Barnum traveled with another woman.

When Kanata reached the changing rooms, he caught Ako on her way out dressed in her elegant opera dress, her trapeze outfit underneath. “O-Oh, hi.” She waved, brushing her dress so it sat beautifully around her waist.

Kanata reached out to grip her arm. “You look great.”

Ako blinked up at him and smiled faintly. “Thanks, you look dashing.” She muttered, striding past him, “W-Which is to be expected since you’re an idol.”

Kanata laughed, going into the guys’ dressing room to change into his suit.

“Saotome is really impressive, isn’t she?”

Stiffening, Kanata continued putting on his costume, one ear open for the other boys from Four Star who served as extras.

“Did you see how she mastered the tightrope? Amazing,” they laughed. “I wonder if I sent her something, if she’d give me the time of day-”

“Don’t you have anything better to do than gossip? Like, I don’t know- be onstage for the next act?” Kanata projected his voice so that it echoed threateningly.

The group of guys quieted and shuffled out of the room with faint apologies.

Kanata’s hands curled into fists as simmering rage built up in his gut. He brought that rage with him as he met Ako on stage. Carlyle had asked Barnum to arrange for two tickets to the opera for himself and Anne so Kanata smoothly cut in to join Ako in the ‘reception area’ of the theater setup.

One of the guys who was talking about Ako in the changing rooms was playing Kanata’s father.

“Have you no shame?” The girl, Shirogane Lillienne, placed a hand on her chest and gasped dramatically.

Ako, acting uncomfortable and slightly hurt, deftly turned around and fled holding her skirt so she wouldn’t trip on her way off the stage.

The guy, he didn’t recall his name, puffed his chest out and stared sternly at Kanata. “You must know your place,” he spat.

“How dare you speak to her that way?” Kanata gritted his teeth, glaring at the boy. “If this is my place-” his fists balled up in rage, “I don’t want any part of it.”

Feeling sufficiently emancipated, he strode off the stage as the curtain dropped for the set change.

This was it. Their scene.

Kanata breathed in deeply, taking off his suit jacket. Ako was already out there, removing her opera dress to reveal the trapeze outfit underneath. With smooth and graceful movements, she unraveled several ropes for the stunts she’d be executing. The very sight of her took his breath away.

‘You know I want you.’ He sang, walking towards her.

Ako’s face went from distressed to furious when she’d caught sight of him. She continued unraveling the rope.

‘It’s not a secret I try to hide. I know you want me. So don't keep saying our hands are tied.’ Kanta moved forward faster, placing himself in front of Ako so they would look each other in the eye. ‘You claim it's not in the cards and fate is pulling you miles away and out of reach from me.’

Ako walked past him, leaving him in center stage while she went to grab another rope that dangled from the ceiling. ‘But you're here in my heart, so who can stop me if I decide that you're my destiny?’ Kanata reached a hand out in Ako’s direction.

‘What if we rewrite the stars?’ Rushing forward, Kanata grabbed Ako’s free hand. ‘Say you were made to be mine.’ He turned her around to face him, guiding her hand to his face. ‘Nothing could keep us apart-’ Kanata started moving her back so they stood center stage together. ‘You'd be the one I was meant to find-’

‘It's up to you.’ Ako broke away, fixing the rope so it fell directly center stage. ‘And it's up to me.’ Kanata reached for her again and they spun together in a give and take tug of war for the rope. ‘No one can say what we get to be-’ Ako grabbed the rope and started walking away from him but Kanata pulled on the rope bringing Ako careening into his chest, her hands on his forearms.

‘So why don't we rewrite the stars?’ Kanata rested his forehead on hers and pushed the hair in her face back with one hand. ‘Maybe the world could be ours-’ Ako snagged the rope from him again, wrapping it securely around her forearm in one graceful movement.

‘Tonight.’

Ako kicked a sandbag by her foot and the rope pulled her up to the third tier where she quickly climbed onto the ring suspended from the ceiling by - you guessed it - more rope.

‘You think it's easy. You think I don't want to run to you.’ She sang as she descended, sitting inside the hoop. ‘But there are mountains-’ She touched the ground and stepped into Kanata’s personal space.

‘And there are doors that we can't walk through.’ Kanata took her hands and raised both their hands along the top of the hoop. They both nodded, ready for the complicated sequence of stunts that followed.

‘I know you're wondering why.’ Ako swing the hoop around Kanata before sitting on it again. ‘Because we're able to be-’ Leaning back she held the hoop with her right hand and then fell back, her left hand extended as she hung from the circle. ‘Just you and me.’ Kanata helped her position herself, his hands on her waist as he gave her a light shove making the hoop go around until she was in front of him again. ‘Within these walls.’ Ako pulled herself upright spinning the hoop until Kanata stopped it with his arms. ‘But when we go outside-’

Turning so that she was upside down, Ako wrapped her legs around the juncture where the hoop met the rope. ‘You're gonna wake up and see that it was hopeless after all.’ Kanata clung to the bottom half of the hoop as it ascended into the air, letting go and falling to the ground with a loud thump. The hoop disappeared up into the ceiling again and Ako got off, wrapping the rope around her arm to swing down from the third tier.

Kanata stared up at the darkness, waiting for her to return.

‘No one can-’

‘Rewrite the stars,’ Ako descended, looping around once. ‘How can you say you'll be mine-’

Changing the trajectory, Ako rammed right into him and Kanata curled his body around her as they rolled across the stage. ‘Everything keeps us apart-’ Ako managed to keep singing as they rolled.

Coming to a stop, Ako sat on his lap, leaning down to cup his face in her free hand, her other hand still wrapped around the rope. He couldn’t help but think that the stage lights haloing her fiery orange hair made her look angelic. ‘And I'm not the one you were meant to find-’

‘It's not up to you.’ Pulling on the rope, Ako ascended to the air again. ‘It's not up to me-’ Almost missing the rope, Kanata frantically grabbed it in time for it to pull him to his feet.

‘When everyone tells us what we can be.’ Above him, Ako managed to position herself so she hung upside down on the rope doing several poses that looked even more terrifying when she didn’t have a harness.

Wrapping the rope around her waist, she let herself fall aided by the rope. ‘How can we rewrite the stars?’ Kanata caught her in his arms, setting her down. ‘Say that the world can be ours.’ He pulled her towards him in an embrace before turning her around and stealing the rope from her, wrapping it around his forearm. ‘Tonight.’

‘All I want is to fly-’ Kanata slung an arm around Ako’s waist and held tight onto the rope as they shot into the air together with only Kanata keeping her from falling to the ground. ‘With you.’

Kanata took a deep breath. This was the tricky part and he had to be careful to catch Ako or else he’d never forgive himself.

‘All I want is to fall-’ He let go of her waist and caught her by the arm as she fell. ‘With you.’ Ako’s sudden fall dragged both of them back down to the ground, Kanata still gripping tightly to the rope. ‘So just give me all of you.’ Ako reached up to cup his face with one hand again, another rope coming down from the ceiling in time for Ako to grab it.

‘It feels impossible!’ Ako sang, running as far away from the center in one direction while Kanata ran the opposite direction.

‘It's not impossible,’ Kanata answered.

‘Is it impossible?’ Ako jumped, letting the momentum swing her back to the center, Kanata doing the same from his end.

They met in the center, arms locking together and spinning. ‘Say that it's possible.’

The crowd started cheering, a standing ovation as Kanata stepped onto the ground and swinging Ako away so she circled the stage in a wide arc.

‘How do we rewrite the stars? Say you were made to be mine? Nothing can keep us apart. Cause you are the one I was meant to find.’ Kanata rushed up the stairs to the second tier, swinging a leg over the railings and dangling over the edge. ‘It's up to you and it's up to me. No one can say what we get to be.’ He eyed Ako as she circled, steeling himself. ‘Why don't we rewrite the stars?’ Kanata jumped, his eyes and Ako’s meeting as his hand found the rope and the other wound itself around Ako’s waist.

The crowd started cheering louder, their screams shaking the auditorium. But, Kanata and Ako just stared at each other smiling from pure elation.

They both laughed, foreheads touching. ‘Changing the world to be ours.’ They landed at the center, still holding each other.

The way Ako’s face contorted from glee to regret made the tingling feeling in Kanata’s gut return. He wanted to push her hair out of her face again, to kiss her forehead and tell her it was fine. That she’d never have to worry about him leaving because if she was his he’d gladly shout it from the rooftops and to each news station and every journalist and M4 fan. He’d gladly tell anyone that he was head over heels in love with Saotome Ako.

‘You know I want you-’ Ako rubbed a hand down Kanata’s forearm sending shivers down Kanata’s arm. ‘It's not a secret I try to hide.’ She smiled sadly.

“Saotome-” He started to say, realizing belatedly that he’s never said her name before. Not like this. He wonders if it’s weird to call her Ako. What would it feel like to say her name? For her to call him Kanata? He wants to hear her say his name.

‘But I can't have you.’ Her hands dropped away from him completely and Kanata craved the touch. ‘We're bound to break and my hands…’ She looked up at him, tears pooling in her eyes. ‘Are tied.’

Kanata forgot the script, the audience, and the entire musical. What was clear in that moment was one thing.

“I love you.”

[ Ako ]

Ako was freaking out. She had no idea what to do. Here she was on stage, just completing her complex routine scene with Kanata, when he jumps off script to say that he loved her, and she had no idea what to do.

And it could have been an ad-lib he decided to add into the script, but oh no. Staring into his beautiful eyes that were for once glasses-free on his beautiful face, Ako knew he was being genuine true.

Ako was so delighted; but in the moment, didn't know how to respond.

The whole audience was silently staring at the two of them, waiting for a reaction.

Something caught Ako’s gaze from behind Kanata and she turned to see Yume frantically waving her arms. She suddenly realized that she had been staring at Kanata for too long in the scene, and they had to keep moving.

Ako cleared her throat and stepped away, loud shouts of annoyance at the action coming from the crowd.

She rolled her eyes to herself, away from the audience. As if. Even if she did say something, it would be as Saotome Ako, because she doubted that Anne Wheeler was ready to confess at this scene anyways.

She turned around, letting her gaze sweep over Kanata as she made her way to exit the stage to end the scene. She almost stopped at his expression. It was anticipating, and now, disappointed. Was he expecting her to reply? On stage? Really now, Kanata.

In a brisk change, the scenes continued. Subaru’s character returns home from his travels with Mahiru’s character, but then disaster strikes the characters. A fire engulfs the circus, and while trying to make sure that everyone is alright, Kanata’s character rushes in, thinking that Ako’s character was still inside when she wasn’t. It was a mistake for him since Ako’s character wasn’t even inside when it caught fire (a fact that Kanata always thought was stupid), and he got badly injured, causing him to be sent to the hospital after Subaru’s character goes and rescues him.

Then, all the circus characters were crowded in the hospital room with Kanata’s lifeless form. When they left, Ako was allowed to mourn him in peace, singing Rewrite the Stars softly to him, crying silently with it.

The next scene was Subaru’s character in a bar, drinking his sorrows away, as Yume’s character as his wife took their children back to her parents home as rumors of him being in an affair with Mahiru’s character rose out. The members of the circus arrive to comfort him and tell him to get his act together, for the circus and for his family. And he does, a song erupting for the characters as he regains his family and determination for the circus to live on.  

The next scene was Kanata’s character waking up, with only Ako there with him.

Kanata twitched, waking up.

Ako took his hand, staring at his face worriedly.

“Hey…” Kanata spoke, as he blinked his eyes open.

“Hey,” Ako replied immediately, watching his eyes slowly clear up.

“What happened?”

Ako scowled, shoving his shoulder lightly, “You ran into the fire, that’s what happened! Why would you do that?”

Kanata blinked at her in confusion, “I thought you were in there.”

Despite it being an act, Ako felt her heart warm. The words were so genuine that for a moment Ako thought it was real. She eased into her seat, her hand still with Kanata’s. “Well I wasn’t. Barnum had to pull you out.”

Kanata lifted his free hand to rub his face, wincing slightly. “What’s happened since?”

“Barnum’s wife left him because of the rumors with Jenny, and he… went down in the bar,” Ako explained. “But we all went to talk with him, and he should be better now.” She looked away, her hand tightening around Kanata’s, “But then building… burnt down. It’s ruined.”

Kanata took a sharp breath in.

Ako glanced over at him, where he was beginning to feign sleepiness. After all, he had just woken up from an accident.

The moments of silence in this scene gave her a chance to think. Kanata had already gone off script once, what would another time do for them?

He raised a hand to cup her face, and Ako leaned closer to let him do it. “It’s gonna… be okay…”

Ako smiled sadly, nodding in his hand, “I know.”

Ako’s heart thudded loudly in her chest. The blood was rushing through her body and she breathed in shakily as Kanata finally faked sleep.

The curtain was already beginning to fall from the top of the stage to signal a scene change.

Taking his hand in both of hers, Ako closed her eyes, uttering, “I love you, too.”

And then the lights blacked out on the scene as the curtain finished their decent. The audience behind the curtain roared with chatter. The backstage dim lights turned on so the crew could see to work on the next setting, but Ako could only focus on Kanata’s gaze. He had snapped his eyes open the moment the lights went out.

He had no words, and nor did she. They stared into each other’s eyes for what seemed like forever. Ako felt so warm, despite her heart rushing in her chest.

But the moment ended as crew members pulled the two apart to prepare for the final scenes.

Ako casted a look back at Kanata as he did the same, and they shared a smile as they moved in opposite directions.

The rest of the play was happy. Subaru’s and Yume’s characters made up, and then the whole group of the circus members gathered in front of the destroyed rubble of their building and discussed what they would do next. They decided to get a spot near the water of the city, and buying a huge striped tent to continue their show in.

The play ended with a song as the circus members put on their first show in the new circus. The curtain dropped for the final time and the audience cheered greatly.

Ako felt her heart pumping excitedly as she quickly got down from her trapeze and rushed to the changing room to get dressed in her S4 uniform for the cast and crew bow.

She joined Yume and Mahiru on the side of the stage, sharing a smile at them, as they waited for Laura to introduce them in.

“Kira Kanata as Phillip Carlyle! Saotome Ako as Anne Wheeler!” Laura called out the names, and Ako ran out, waving at the audience happily as she joined the group gathered in the front already.

Ako felt her face warm slightly as Kanata glanced at her grabbing her hand like they were doing with each other. She gazed at him for a moment, his regular white rimmed glasses returned to his still handsome face.

Nozomu came up on Ako’s free side, taking her hand gently. She sent him a smile as more of the characters lined up beside him.

“Thank you to everyone for coming out to see our wonderful performance!” Laura called out. “Let’s have it for our full cast and crew!”

Taking that as the cue, the whole line up bowed deeply at the audience, clapping and cheers rising loudly from them.

Ako breathed deeply, smiling so much her cheeks were beginning to feel numb.

But then suddenly Kanata’s hand tugged her hard, causing her to lose the grip she had with Nozomu and bump into him. She looked up just in time for their lips to meet.

Screams and cheers erupted from all around her, but all Ako could think of was the kiss. Her eyes fluttered shut against him, one of their hands interlocked and one of hers on his chest and his around her waist.

He pulled away too soon, the sounds around them a blur, with a smirk and pink cheeks.

Ako’s own face was bright red, and she frowned weakly, “I wasn’t ready, you jerk.” She fisted his shirt and tugged him closer, bringing them in on another kiss.

She pulled away quickly, glancing to the side only to see everyone watching them. Face burning bright, Ako quickly turned and hid her face in Kanata’s jacket.

He laughed at her, wrapping his arms tightly around her.

“Why are you laughing? This is all your fault,” Ako mumbled up at him, taking in the warmth from him.

“I know, I’m sorry,” he said softly.

“You’re not,” Ako said, “I’m not.” She finally pulled away to look up at him, his rosy cheeks wide like her own.

“Okay,” he laughed again.

Ako pulled herself away, but not too far, and they shifted their position so she was still hugging Kanata and his arm was around her shoulders. She looked up at her friends; Yume, Mahiru, Koharu, and Laura, who were all smiling at her. Ako smiled back, then reached out to grab Kanata’s hand again.

Laura smirked, then turned back to the crowd, “Congratulations to everyone in our show, but especially these two lovebirds!”

THE END

I want to thank @ikuyeah for working with me on this! We spent about a week or more on this and we love how it turned out!

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Summary: Kuro and Mahiru share ice cream. (KuroMahi)

“I’m melting,” Kuro groaned. It was the beginning of summer but the afternoon heat was overwhelming, especially since he was covered in fur. He already returned to his human form and took off his jacket yet it didn’t help him much. They were walking back from the store when Kuro suggested they stopped to cool down in the shade. Mahiru felt hot as well so he readily agreed with him.

They sat on a bench in the shade of a tree. He pulled out a notebook from his bag to fan them. Kuro leaned heavily against him so he could feel the light breeze he made as well. Usually, Mahiru would love whenever Kuro felt comfortable enough to sit close to him. But it was too hot to cuddle. “Remember the one time it snowed in August because of Jinn? I never knew I would miss that.”

“The apartment has air conditioning but I don’t know if I can survive the walk home. Carry my dying body home?” Kuro joked. At the same time, he slipped the notebook from his hand to fan them both. He thought of all the adventures they went on years ago and smiled to himself. They had saved each other too many times to count. Mahiru thought back on those memories fondly as well.

“My Lead might be a magic broom but it’s still a powerful weapon. Thinking simply, it would be irresponsible to use it because it’s too hot to walk.” Mahiru lightly chastised him. Yet, he had to admit that he was a little tempted by his suggestion. But the sight of a person flying through the air would likely cause panic and confusion. “Oh, I have a great idea! Just wait here, Kuro.”

He patted his knee before he stood up. Mahiru walked to an ice cream stand not too far from them. Out of habit, Kuro scanned the area for any subclasses among the crowd. The war end years ago so he didn’t need to worry about random attacks. Moreover, he was confident in Mahiru’s strength. It was merely his nature to protect Mahiru who meant so much to him.

After Mahiru paid for two ice cream cones, he returned to Kuro with a proud smile. He held up the two cones and said, “This might be the only time I agree to desert before dinner but it’s an emergency. Ice cream should keep us cool while we walk home. I got cookies and cream for you and vanilla for me. We should get going before the sun melts our ice cream.”

“It looks like it’s already doing that, Mahiru.” He chuckled and pointed to the melting ice cream trailing down the cone. Panicking slightly, Mahiru rushed to lick it before the sticky cream could dirty his hand. Kuro pretended to pout at him and said, “You stole my ice cream. Can I have a bite of yours?”

“You don’t like vanilla.” He knew that he was merely teasing him so he played along with him. He held his cone out to him so he could try it. Kuro playfully licked the vanilla ice cream from Mahiru’s finger and chuckled at his reaction. While Mahiru stumbled over his words, he stole a bigger bite. “Hey, that was way too much, Kuro! I’m going to take another bite of yours now.”

Once they finished stealing a few bites from each other’s ice cream, they started to walk home. Mahiru unconsciously walked a little slower because he wanted to enjoy the beautiful afternoon with Kuro. Even if it was humid, the atmosphere was pleasant. He took another lick of ice cream and hummed. “I’m glad you suggested we stopped in the park. It’s nice to indulge ourselves like this every once in a while. I love vanilla. It’s simple, sweet and smooth.”

He thought that cookies and cream was too complicated with its cookie chunks and strong flavours. He didn’t voice his opinion because he knew it was Kuro’s favourite flavour and he didn’t want to hurt his feelings. While he chastised him for eating so many cup noodles, that was more for health reasons than anything else. Mahiru thought over their many differences and mused.

“I love that you love cookies and cream.”

“That’s a strange thing to say.” Kuro would sometimes wonder why Mahiru decided to date him. He thought that some as brilliant as Mahiru would choose someone more deserving of him. But he was overjoyed that he returned his feelings. “Won’t most couples say ‘I love his sense of humour’ or something like that?”

“I don’t think I can summarize why I love you in one sentence.” Mahiru blushed and nervously licked his ice cream. There were a million reasons he fell in love with Kuro and it was difficult to accurate put them all to words. “I was trying to say that it’s interesting how we have different interests. You introduced me to new things. Cookies and cream isn’t my favourite but I like it more than I thought I would.”

He reached up and wiped away the small smudge of ice cream on Kuro’s lips. Then he licked the cream off his thumb. In the corner of his eyes, he saw a shy expression appear on Kuro’s face. He giggled lightly. They had been together for a long time yet an indirect kiss still made him flustered. Mahiru understood his feelings though. The butterflies in his stomach had long ago became a comforting, familiar warmth.

“You might not agree but I think we’re also as similar as we are different.” Mahiru said and Kuro was obviously confused by his words. He went on to explain, “We have different interests but our values are the same. Family and friends are important to us. We’re both pacifists but we’ll fight to protect the people we love. I know I can always depend on you and I hope you feel the same about me.”

Kuro stroked his cheek tenderly. “I’ve always loved my family but you were the one who gave me the strength to fight for them. Thank you.”