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‘Excuses, Excuses’

Yuji x Y/N

One Shot:

“I’m heading out!” I stood up and slung my backpack on my shoulder. The occult club mandatory meeting was finally over after an hour and a half of eating snacks and talking about recent news.

Yuji and I usually walked home together but he said that some of his family was in town for his grandfather’s funeral. Jin had been like my own family. Ever since I met Yuji, his grandfather welcomed me with open arms. It hit me pretty hard when yuji told me about it, I know that it hit yuji much harder. I felt bad, I had known first hand how hard it was to lose someone you care deeply about. I wished that he would let me be there for him.

Yuji waved to me as I walked out of the abandoned classroom. I believe it used to be a French language classroom but a few years ago the teacher quit and no one wanted to continue teaching. I slid the door open and walked into the almost empty halls. The majority of the clubs were on the first floor or outside. I walked past the blue lockers and towards the stairs. My backpack bounced as I walked down the steep stairs. I walked down from the third floor to the ground floor before I turned down another hallway. Once I got to my locker, I turned the lock as I entered the combination. Twice to the left and stop on 32, turn to the right and pass up the next number once, stop on 24, then go to your next number, 7. I opened my locker and took my backpack off my back. I stuffed it into the locker before shutting the door with a slam. I looked around to see if anyone had heard. The only people I saw were a few stoners. I don’t think I would ever understand why people used and abused drugs.

I turned and walked back down the hall and towards the exit. As I exited I got a bad feeling, like something bad was going to happen… I brushed it off as nothing and continued to walk out the door. If there was one thing I could go back and change about that day, I would’ve gone to yuji and convinced him not to get in his aunt's car.

Slight time skip—

I hardly had enough time to process what had just been said to me before one of Yuji's distant relatives hung up the phone. My breath got caught in my throat. Warm beads of tears flooded out of my tear ducts. I sucked in a gulp of breath. I tried to make some kind of sound, the kind that people make when the worst news had been presented to them, nothing came out. My mother walked out of the kitchen into the living room where I was having my breakdown. My back hunched over and my legs started to shake and bounce. Tears fell into my hands and on top of my legs. I clenched my hands so hard that they left a bloody mark.

“What’s wrong?!” My mother sounded more angry that my tears got onto the couch than concerned for my well being. She stood in front of me, her legs visible from my position on the couch.

“Could you dr-drive me to the hos-hospital?” My voice cracked and hiccuped in the middle of my sentence but I think it got the point across.

We got to the hospital after less than ten minutes. I opened the car door in a rush and ran across the parking lot, making a car hit the brakes. I almost ran into the automatic doors I was running so fast. I tried not to cry as I talked to the front desk lady. She told me that he was being held on floor three but I couldn’t go inside of the hospital room. I nodded at the information and walked to the elevator. My mother had just reached the automatic doors when I pressed the button to go up. She walked up to me and tried to make small talk. I think that she got the hint that I didn’t want to talk at the moment.

As we waited for the elevator I finally took in my surroundings and looked around the room. The wide white walls were bright and stung my sore eyes. The lady at the desk looked at her computer in front of her and wrote something down in her book. There were three men and a child sitting in front of the entrance windows. To my left was a hall with a sign hanging from the ceiling. It read ‘Residential Rooms’ with an arrow pointing in that direction. The clean sanitizer smell flooded my nose. I breathed in the smell as the sound of a bell rang throughout the room. The elevator couldn’t have gotten here slower, I walked inside and let my mother walk in after me before spam pressing the third floor button and the close doors button. Quiet music played in the background as I stared into a mirror at myself, I looked like shit. My eyes were red and somewhat puffy, my hair was a mess, and my clothing was messed up. I didn’t take any time to fix those things, just stared into the reflection.

The elevator door opened allowing us to step out. I walked over to the next lady at a desk. She told me that he was in stable condition but wasn’t awake. She told me to go sit down with Yuji's family. I walked over to them. My mother sat down across the room and smiled at her phone. I felt out of place around these people who I had never met in my entire life. They probably thought I was crazy for sitting with them.

A nurse dressed in blue walked out to alert us that he could have visitors. He still wasn’t awake but she reassured us that he was going to make it but that he was in a coma for the time being. She said something about the coma being caused by medication, but I was honestly just thinking about Yuji. Only family could visit him so I sat back in my chair. Two of the family members walked down the hall leaving three others plus me.

I thought about what might’ve happened. On the phone, they only told me that I was Yuji’s emergency contact and that he was in the hospital. The last I saw of him he was fine… What could’ve happened between the last time I saw him and now? I decided to ask one of the family members, eager to know what happened to my best friend. “He got into a car accident with his aunt…” The old woman I asked seemed hesitant to explain things to me. She said that in a hushed voice like she was trying to make sure that no one else heard.

“Thanks,” I thanked her for sharing what she knew and returned to my own bubble. I started imagining the accident. I imagined Yuji flying out of a car, his head hitting the ground and busting. I imagined blood flying everywhere, glass shattering, and a car exploding as Yuji’s head flies from inside the car. I hoped that nothing bad happened but I couldn’t stop my mind from wandering.

A hand touched my bouncing leg. “I think it’s only a mild concussion and scratches.” The same woman’s voice spoke to me. I lifted my head up to look her in the eyes. Her blue eyes were faded and dark, just like her soul.

“Thanks.” I forced a smile, I’m pretty sure that it came out as a sad excuse for a half smile if anything. Hearing that it wasn’t that serious was a major relief. My leg calmed down and my hands stopped shaking so bad. A few scratches didn’t sound so bad.

I took a deep breath in. I sighed. Today was a nightmare. I leaned my head back onto the back of the chair. I closed my eyes and let myself drift away.

Minor time skip—

“Ah, sir..” a hand was placed on my shoulder before the thin hand moved off. My eyes opened, I looked around. I was in the same waiting room, except this time I was alone. I sat up, my legs stumbled as I grabbed my phone and walked out. My head was blank. I couldn’t think about anything without it connecting to yuji. I decided to take the stairs to avoid any questions.

I walked down the stairs before I finally got to the ground level. I walked out of the exit without sparing a glance to the desk lady. The cold air woke me up, remembering that I had no ride and that my mother probably went home made me want to scream even more than I already had. I used my phone to call a ride, I didn’t want to be a bother to anyone. The car arrived within a few minutes.

Once I got home, about ten minutes after I called a car, I went straight to my room. I didn’t bother to check my phone but I figured it was pretty late. I ended up falling asleep before I could undress or even take a quick shower. My final thoughts were about yuji.

-morning-

I woke up to my god awful alarm. I sat up, my legs still inside of the warm comfort of my blankets. Today was Wednesday, the day after yuji was put inside the hospital. The lady said that it was just a minor accident that provided little comfort. If it had truly just been a minor accident like she said, I wondered if Yuji would be at school today. Probably not…

I stood up and walked towards my dresser. I threw on the first thing I could find before heading to the bathroom. I took care of my personal hygiene before I realized that I had nothing more to do. I slipped on the most comfortable pair of shoes I had and slipped out of the house towards my bus stop. Me and Yuji would walk to school but since he wouldn’t be here I figured that I should get ready to be riding the bus.

My bus got here sooner than I expected, I would’ve missed it if I hadn’t left when I did. I took a seat in the very front. The ride was quick, only three or so stops after my own. We got to school within a few minutes. We got there much earlier than me and yuji would get there if we had walked. The bus pulled into the school lot and let us out after one of the teachers had instructed them to open their doors. Everyone walked in through one entrance, I evidently got pushed around a bit in the crowd.

I got breakfast and was about to sit in my usual spot when I saw him. Yuji was sitting at our table. He had his book bag around his shoulder like always. His eyes were locked on mine, he held a slight smirk. The smirk turned to a slight smile when I sat down.

“What the fuck?” My voice held obvious happiness and curiosity with a tad of anger that I made sure to mix in. I whispered when I spoke, like I was scared that someone would hear. The slight smile he first had turned into a giant smile with all of his teeth. I had been so focused on his smile that I failed to notice that his head had bandages around it and scratches scattered around his face.

“It was a minor accident, I got out this morning,” he paused for a moment. His smile faded to a smirk again, his eyes becoming more narrow, more flirtatious. “My aunt told me that you stayed until after visiting hours were up.” His eyes looked me up and down, I realized that I was still standing, I sat across the table. That was a bit embarrassing, but I’ve had way more embarrassing moments with Yuji, not a big deal.

“Wait, so what’s with the bandage?” I was eager to know the diagnosis.

“I just got a minor concussion, doc says that it’s not serious, just some changes in my personality for a few days” He closed his eyes, when he opened them again I felt that he looked a bit more tired than usual.

“You okay?” My voice was laced with concern. I stood up to sit next to him. I placed my hand on top of a thin layer of white band aids. His head was hot under my hand, I felt his checks. His face was burning up. I knew they shouldn't have let him out so soon…

“Let’s go to the nurse.” I removed my hand from his face. I stood up, hooking my arm over his shoulder to support him. I walked him out of the cafeteria, into the hallway. After we walked down the hallway for a bit he rested his weight on me.

Out of nowhere, he stopped walking. “What’s wrong?” My voice was filled with concern. If he were to pass out I think it would take me about two minutes to get to the nurses office across the campus. He stopped using my shoulder to support his weight. The people around us looked at us weird, although no matter what they thought I was pretty sure that we were already labeled as weird. I looked around us for a teacher that could call someone if he possibly did pass out. I noticed that we had stopped in front of the janitor's office, which was just a closet in the wall. I thought that he had probably not started cleaning yet, he should have still been inside.

I opened the door, expecting to find the janitor sitting at his tiny desk in the corner of the room. The only thing I found was an empty red sofa, about the size of two chairs pushed together. Anything else wouldn’t have been able to fit. I walked inside to see if there was anything I could use to help Yuji. The only thing I found was some Ibuprofen…

“Do you want some ibuprofen?” I asked as I picked up the bottle. My back was still turned to him when I asked. I started to turn around before something or someone had pushed me onto the blood red sofa. The bottle was dropped onto the ground, seemingly spilling open. I opened my eyes with urgency. The first thing I saw wasn’t a bully, or any kind of object, it was yuji.

“What’s wrong?!” I first thought that he had passed out or something like that. But he was blinking fine, his chest was breathing, he didn’t look pale? I tried to lift him off of me but he wouldn’t bust.

I only understood his intentions after he kissed me. The kiss was deep and sloppy. Beads of saliva dripped down my chin. We took multiple breaks to catch our breath but they didn’t last long. I was able to open my eyes afterwards, I looked to the left of Yuji’s head. He must’ve closed the door before he tackled me onto the sofa.

Yuji pulled me back onto another kiss. His tender lips pressed on mine. Yuji’s hands slipped underneath my shirt, his hands pressed against my stomach and chest. He ended the kiss to travel down my chin before leaving dark hickeys along my neck. I hardly noticed him unzipping my cargo pants. The kisses on my neck stopped as he unzipped his own pants. He pulled down both my pants and underwear with one hand.

The thrusts started off slow, he was taking his time thrusting deep with each buck of his hips. His hands caress my chest. He leaned in, bending his neck to kiss my lips. His thrusts became faster, he used more force each time.

“Fuck,” he mumbled under his heavy breathing. I closed my eyes. I heard the sound of the bell on the other sound of the door. My eyes closed even tighter, I slid a hand over my mouth to keep any sounds from spilling out. In the background, I could hear the sounds of conversation and walking.

The thrusts shook the sofa, it lightly hit the wall. At some point I remember the intense shock and my erection becoming limp. Yuji continued for a while. I stopped counting how many times I came.

It would be hard for Yuji to come up with an excuse for this one.

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About us

Big boys don’t cry over spilt milk: Ongoing series, Takemichi x All, Tokyo Revengers

Go to hell bitch: One Shot, Mai x Y/N, Jjk, Smut

Excuses excuses: One Shit, Yuji x Y/N, JJK, Smut

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‘Go to hell bitch’

Mai x female y/n

One shot:

I opened the door to a bar. My friends were throwing a party for the end of school. Maki would usually be the one to accompany me at a bar. She knew what to do and what to say. Supposedly this bar is the only one in the city that serves underaged high school kids. I was about to graduate and leave to go to college with Maki. Me and Maki had decided that we would go to state university and study culinary and business. Maki had stolen a large amount from her family when she ran away. About 1.2 million dollars. Her family was loaded. They lived in the states for a while but when Maki was old enough to fly on a plane herself she faked her parents permission and came to Japan. Today Maki said that she had to go out to eat with her boyfriend's family.

I walked inside and saw a few of my friends sitting at the bar. I walked over and sat at an empty stool. I participated in light conversation but my real talents showed when it came to drinking. Most people would never guess but I could hold my liquor pretty well. I started off light with some shots then a glass of whisky before some margaritas. By the end of my long drinking Journey I had to excuse myself to the bathroom. I asked someone to watch my drink.

“You don’t mind, right?” I asked the old lady sitting next to me. I had sworn just a minute ago that it was my friend. She responded with a simple no and I walked down the hallway into the women's bathroom.

After I did my business I stumbled out and back to my seat. The woman I asked to watch my drink was talking to another pair of girls about my age. I taped her shoulder and she turned to face me.

“Did someone mess with my drink?” She shook her head and turned back to the other people she was talking to. I picked up my drink and washed it around before taking a sip. It tasted normal.

That’s about the moment everything went wrong.

—

I faded in and out of consciousness. For a moment I would find myself inside a dark room tied to a chair then I would relive past moments of my life. One of the moments that would come up the most was when I first met Maki. It was a nice spring day at our school. As an honored student I was to show Maki around the school. We had become friends almost immediately. The memory’s faded out of my mind as my eyes opened.

This time, they didn’t close. I was in a dark large room, similar to a basement. There were wooden stairs in one of the corners of the room. I tried to open my mouth but duct tape held them shut. I tried to move my arms and legs but they were similarly tied with duct tape.

The sound of a creaking door was followed by the bright light coming peering in from the top of the stairs.

“ Y/N~” The voice was that of a woman, tinder but hard and mature at the same time. Her legs were the first thing that I saw from the stairs. Her legs were sculpted by god. Then it was her chest, those must’ve been sculpted by the devil. She was masculine and muscular but lean and beautiful at the same time. Her face held soft features and hard almond eyes. Her black haircut was short and a slight bob. A wide smirk was set in the middle of her face.

Not to say that it was love at first sight but it was close. She walked in front of me and stopped. She put her hands on my knees and leaned towards my face. We sat like that for a while before she finally said something.

“Where’s Maki?” She asked me. Her breath warmed my face. I had no idea why she was asking about Maki but my face was too red and I was blushing too hard to worry about it.

She also seemed like it wasn’t the only thing on her mind, definitely not the most important. Her face lowered down to my exact level. She leaned in closer. Our lips finally touched. She moved one of her knees in between my thighs and the other on the outside of the chair. She rested her weight on my leg as our kiss separated. We went in for another kiss before she twisted the hem of my shorts between her fingers.

Her fingers slid under my shorts and past my underwear. Her fingers played at the entrance of my hole. Our kiss got sloppy on my end when she stuck one of them inside. She added another inside and started scissoring me. Her fingers were thick and long.

She stuck another inside and twisted them around. It honestly became too much for me to handle.

“Fuck!” I broke away from the kiss to catch my breath.

I threw my head back as she rubbed my cunt and twisted inside of me at the same time. I was almost at my climax when she pulled her fingers out. My breath calmed down and I lowered my head.

“Wanna tell me where she is now hun?” Her lips curled into a smirk. I had almost forgotten that that’s why she kidnapped me. Not that I minded. She traced her fingers along my thighs. She rested them on my inner thigh. Her nails dug slightly into my skin as she made circles.

“Go to hell bitch”

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Big boys don’t cry over spilt milk chapter index

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

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Big boys don’t cry over spilt milk

Takemichi x All

Chapter 3:

My smile faded little by little as he got further away and finally out of my vision, my heart was unusually warm as the thoughts of him lingered in the back of my mind.

I walked back to my apartment and climbed up the stairs. As I unlocked the door I couldn't get my mind off of him. This dude I didn't even know his goddamn name. I loved his piss colored hair, I liked his stupid smile, his skinny but muscular arms, and most of all I loved his green eyes and the glint of playfulness that would appear in his eyes at any excitement.

I opened the door into my parents small apartment, the scent of cigarettes and the even more prominent scent of booze. I checked my phone for the time, 5:20. My mother should've been home by now. One of the major things I can remember from my adolescence was my mother. I remembered the drugs, how she would try to sell me for them, how she would repeat “you ruined my life, the drugs help that. If you had any love for your mother then you would help her fix the mess you made.”

I remember her cold blue eyes every time she would say that, thinking about it, I can still feel her cold hands gripping my skin, pulling me along to meet her newest dealer. Everything about my mother was cold.

I walked further into the hallway towards my own room, paintings hung of my mother and father on the light peach walls. Distant relatives sitting in family pictures were also hung up. Wedding photos and old graduation photos. I hadn't seen any of these pictures since I moved out.

I walked further down the hallway, I continued past the living room to my left and the dining room that was conjoined with the kitchen. Further down the hall, past the first room on my right, the bathroom. I went into my own room across from my parents. Opening the door I was met with the same old neon blue painted walls.

I shut my door behind me, leaning on it for a few moments. I sighed and walked closer to my bed and collapsed on it. I felt like my heart was beating a hundred beats per minute every time I thought of him… I pulled out my phone and opened my messages, I scrolled down to his contact and opened it. The contact name was ‘Chifuyu’. I continued to scroll through contacts, some of them I remembered like my old high-school girlfriend `Hina` who I was still on speaking terms with even though we had broken up a year before graduation. Some names rang a bell but I wasn't completely sure who they were. And others I simply had no clue who they were.

I laid my phone on my chest, it felt so much more heavy than it should've been. I thought of today, meeting with that boy, Chifuyu. I thought about what a fucked up joke this was that God was telling.

All I remember before I woke up was an alleyway, getting out of my car… I remember dying and the gunshot. It was quick at least. What was this? Is this life flashing before your eyes? I thought you weren't in control but, I felt in control…

I checked my phone again, it was almost 5:30. I felt bored, an overwhelming amount now that I was out of the company of Chifuyu. I turned on my side and rested my head properly on the pillow and closed my eyes. I tried to sleep, even tried counting sheep.

I sat up, and looked out my window. Little kids from the apartment complex played around the park and on the streets. I got up from my bed and walked over to a mirror.

My unruly black hair framed my face, I had almost forgotten what I looked like at this age. One thing that obviously caught my eye was the bruises on my neck. Some parts yellow and blue, other parts dark brown. My head hurt thinking about how I might have gotten them but my gut told me it had to do with whatever Chifuyu was apologizing for…

I stared at myself a little longer, I was skinny and boney. I was wearing my old school uniform with altered baggy pants held at my waist with a belt. My shirt was definitely less baggy but still probably a size or two too big. I looked alright I suppose but it was definitely different than what I would've normally picked out as an adult.

`Ding’ I pulled my phone out of my pocket of my pants and flipped it open. It was Chifuyu. It read, ‘ I’ll come to your apartment at 7 and I’ll take you to meet with Mikey and the others.’

Who was Mikey? Why were we meeting him? I drifted my eyes upwards on the screen to check the time. It was hardly even 5:40… I turned off my phone after texting Chifuyu a quick, ‘okay’. I left from where I was standing in front of the mirror and walked over to my bed again. I sat down again once I felt a wave of tiredness overwhelm me. The bed made the smallest creaking sound the more I pressed my butt into it.

‘Cheep ass bed…’ I thought before I adjusted my legs to be straight down and laid my head on the flat and cold pillow. I sighed while the bed continued to creak as I got comfortable. The thought of meeting with Chifuyu made my existing boredom disappear and replaced it with a strong sense of anticipation. I wasn’t sure what we would do once he picked me up but it obviously had to do with Mikey and possibly whatever happened yesterday.

I opened my phone and pressed on the clock icon on the Home Screen. A bright, white, clock appeared on my screen while I selected 6:30 as a good time for an alarm to remind me of Chifuyu.

Before I knew it I had already drifted off to sleep despite not being tired at all just a few minutes before.

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Big boys don’t cry over spilt milk

Takemichi x All

Chapter 2:

“Ahha ha ha - sorry, Um. Let’s talk..” His face returned serious. “Everyones really sorry.” Everyone? Who else was involved?

“I don't remember? What happened?” I blatantly asked him, his face showed signs of nervousness and surprise.

“You don't remember?” He asked me, he tightened his grip on the swing chain. “God… You really are helpless, aren't you.” The way he phrased it made it evident, it wasn't a question it was a statement.

His seemingly harsh words caused the mood of the situation to dampen. I didn't say anything back, he opened his words to explain further. “Mikey was just upset, that's all. With everything that's happening, with Mikey's brother in the hospital and stuff he's just been in a bad mood.” His explanation only left me more confused.

He studied my face again, “do you actually not remember?” His face let a small smile grow. A few laughs came out of his mouth. “Thought you were joking…” His smile grew larger. “ That means I don't have to explain to you.” His smile turned into a smug grin.

“That's not fair!” He got off the swing he had been previously sitting on and turned to me.

“It's totally fair!” He smiled again. His smile was bright, almost too bright. The playful glint in his eyes made me smile too.

I grabbed his arm and got up from my swing as well. “How in god's name is that fair?” I asked him, following him as my grip on his hand swayed.

“It's fair because I said so.” His smile was contagious, as his smile grew I felt my own grow as well. He walked past two little kids running through the park towards the road. His arm fell out of my grasp and he walked down the road to another set of apartment buildings. “I'll text you later!” He yelled out.

My smile faded as he left my vision, my heart was unusually warm as the thoughts of his lingered in the back of my mind.

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Big boys don’t cry over spilled milk

Takemichi x All

Chapter 1:

What happened again?

Oh,

That’s right. I was shot in an alleyway after getting out of my car… Who was it again? I tried to remember his face, I remembered his eyes. The dark gray tent with a tad of black was truly a sight, when you looked at them, it was almost like no one else was looking back, like the devil.

The rest of his face was a blur, his voice still haunted my ears. His short frame was one of the things that I remember from when I saw him.

He seemed kinda familiar, that’s right. How old was I? 16 maybe? That must’ve been about 10 years ago…

I stopped trying to remember. If I kept going, I would bulldoze the walls that my younger self tried so hard to build. All the years of therapy and AA meetings would go to waste. I never wanted to remember.

I felt like I was sleeping, I knew about my death but waking up felt like the natural thing to do. I tried to wake myself up, my eyes opened. When my eyes opened I found myself in my childhood room. Is this what they call it when your life flashes in front of your eyes? Was this me reliving my past days of purity? I wasn’t sure, all I knew was that these disgusting neon blue walls were from my old room at my parents house.

If I remember correctly, I must’ve been about 15, considering these walls. They might’ve been the worst thing I’ve seen all day. I stayed in bed, under the covers. It was the most comfortable. I turned my head to get a better look around. The posters of popular male models and the male equivalent of a playboy magazine laying on a night stand.

I attempted to sit up. My body was obviously tired and weak. I was surprised to find out that I had complete control over my movements and thinking. I had thought that when your life flashed before your eyes, it was more like a movie not an interactive type thing. I ended up being able to sit up. I pushed the weighted blanket off my legs. I stood up with my hands on my hips. I wasn’t sure when this was going to be over so I simply bent down in front of a night stand, pulled the drawers open and looked through their contents. That’s what I did to pass the time. I found lots of embarrassing stuff, for example my one direction note book and posters. I found a phone in the top drawer of the nightstand, along with a charger and five numbers written on a notepad. I opened the phone with my same password I had before I died, the numbers weren’t entered into the phone.

I worked my way through all of the drawers, each time I opened another a new phase of my life was remembered. Before I was able to completely finish looking through the drawers the old phone made a ding. I crawled over to the phone sitting atop the night stand.

It was a text message. The green text read, ‘ Let’s talk. 5:00 at the park’. I sat the phone back down. I had absolutely no fucking idea who this dude was… I guess I could meet them… I picked the phone back up and asked what park.

‘The one near your apartment.’ I turned the phone back off. Looking out the window, across the street was a park with many kids from - I assume- the apartments. I felt my stomach churning as I watched the children play. Something about it made me feel sickly. It felt like I had been there before. I probably had… I checked the phone for the time, 4:50. I was surprised at how quickly 5:00 was coming.

I assessed my outfit to see if I had to change. I was wearing an orange tee shirt with some band on it, and black cargo pants with a single belt and chain. I figured it was good enough and put on a comfy pair of shoes before opening the door.

I got to the park a tad early at 4:56. The kids were gone walking down the street once I got there. I rested on a swing as I waited. The playground was fairly simple, a slide, monkey bars, and two swings. I played with the mulch covering the whole playground with my feet, moving it up and down. I was so focused on the mulch I didn’t notice someone coming over to the other swing until they said something.

“Hey, how was your night?” The voice sounded tired, his voice was hoarse. I looked at his face. His hair was mostly piss blond with a black undercut. Who would ever dye their hair piss yellow? That was so stupid… His green eyes stood out surrounded by his generally simple and basic face features.

“Good… What did you want to talk about?” I looked up at his face, I met his eyes. He looked like he was studying my face but didn’t understand shit. I started to wonder if I was supposed to know what this was about… What if I did something?

“You look tired, when did you get home?” I didn’t feel tired,actually I felt like I had just woken up from a coma.

“I’m not. When did you get home?” I asked. I wanted to know a good time when I had to make something up.

“Not too late, around 12 this morning.” THIS MORNING?! Damn! I had no clue that we had done anything today, then again it seems that I had slept in till 5.

I think the surprise was obvious on my face because he had started laughing.

“Ahha ha ha - sorry, Um. Let’s talk..” His face returned serious. “Everyones really sorry.” Everyone? Who else was involved?

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Big boys don’t cry over spoiled milk

Takemichi x All

Prologue:

Have you ever wondered what death feels like? The pain before the final moments? I’ve never been one to think about it, I’ve never even been religious. All of this is true although, when I made eye contact with him for the first time, I knew the devil existed. I also knew that there was no god. If god truly did exist then how did I end up in this situation? Bleeding on the ground, police sirens and in the distance, gradually getting closer. The pain subsided, were these my final moments? In a dark field? Alone and cold?

I suppose my last moments were happening now. What am I supposed to think about?

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The flame you light inside a trashy woman like me

JJK Maki pov x Male Y/N

Chapter 1:

“Cancer?” My patent looked heart broken at the news. I lowered my head towards my clipboard. It was circled in red. ‘Stage 3 cancer’ I had already explained that they only had less than a month to live, possibly a few weeks. The look in their eyes was terrible… Mr. Y/N had been coming for check ups for awhile, it’s astonishing that we only now found the cancer. It was terrible news, but there was a way to get rid of it.

“Would you like to try chemotherapy?” We would put him on some medication and he would come in every few days. “There’s a possibility of recovery?” I had worked for 6 years, that’s probably why what I heard next astonished me to such lengths.

“Can’t you just kill me now?” I snapped my head upwards to look Y/N in the eyes. I thought it was insane to ask such a thing from a hospital. The only people that worked here were people that wanted to make the world a better place, good people, no one here would have the guts to kill somebody!

“Um, mercy killings are illegal here.” I wasn’t entirely sure if that was true or not. I tried to make sure that my surprise didn’t show through my voice. I’ve heard of people who wanted to kill themselves, hell I’ve saved some of their lives for Christ's sake! But this dude was rich! On his files it says that he’s a CEO, with a wife and two children. He owns an electrical company, passed down for generations. If I had that much money I would wish to never die! Not to die right away!

I felt a great amount of pity rising from the very bottom pits of my stomach. How could he take his life for granted? “Would you like me to take you out to the cafeteria? My treat?” I had no clue why I felt so bad for him. Something about his eyes made it seem like he was like me in some twisted fucked up kinda way.

“Sure.” He didn’t sound as shocked and his face looked a bit less suicidal. I took his arm and helped him off the bed. He had been experiencing weakness, that’s why he originally came in. I helped him walk towards the door and into the hallway. I helped him grab onto the wall railings.

“You okay?” I asked after I had let go of him. He nodded. We walked down the hallway together.

“How long have you been a doctor?” He asked me once we had gotten to the elevator and were waiting. I was caught a bit off guard with his new found friendliness but nevertheless I responded.

“About 6 years.” He nodded in satisfaction. The elevator dinged before the door opened and let us in.

“I’ve been with my own company for about the same amount. I’ve hated every moment.” I almost laughed for a moment. It was true that I wanted to help people but that’s not the original reason why I was a doctor. Doctors make a lot of money. I thought that if I became a doctor I could show my family that I was something to be proud of. Along the way I realized that no matter what I did my family would always hate me, so I broke off all contact and worked my way up the ranks. I’ve already paid off my student loans and I don’t have to worry about bills. I’m not rich but I live a comfortable lifestyle. Part of me will always hate being a doctor, it reminds me too much of my past and my family.

“Why did you become a doctor? Miss. Maki?” I was a tad surprised at his curiosity but I answered the question anyway.

“I wanted to help people.” I lowered my head. I felt bad lying to someone that was almost on their deathbed but I would never see this dude again.

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