#had to haul ass to get to the japanese class & girl … i know i was such a bitch i was losing my mind it was 2hrs & she was like ‘we will

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so ive accidentally stayed up WAY TOO FUCKIN LATE w my ethiopian KING - i went to take pics for this class & baked & we ran into each other on the stairwell & then we went to his place to drop his bags & for ciggys (where we grabbed LI & GOT HIM TO SMOKE TOO before he went upstairs again) & the 2 of us sent on a walk so i could take pics for this one clase & boy howdy did i learn SO much, also btw ethiopia is currently, still, in a civil war

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What is something you'll never eat again? Why? Mangoes. My grandmother always forced me to eat them when I was a kid and it made me hate fruits forever, but especially mangoes. What is currently happening that is scaring you? I have a new executive position in my org that’ll basically be me handling all external affairs – org partnerships, sponsorships, answering e-mails, etc. – and it’s a far cry from the secretarial position I held last year. I’m terrified as this is the biggest leap from my comfort zone that I’ve ever done. What would be your personal hell? If I had to spend time with the noisy fucking child who ruined mine and Gabie’s Toy Story 4 experience in the cinema. Kid was directly a row behind us and would babble every goddamn line she caught from the film and repeat it 60 times after. Also had restless hands and touched my head and hair several times throughout. Guardians didn’t seem to give a shit. I had to spend half the movie leaning forward just to tell her guardians a message, which they never seemed to get. What made the 'weird kid' at your school weird? All the ~weird kids at school seemed to share a personality – hated people, would never say a word, was into anime, can be weirdly violent, can get very aggressive, and had the strangest sense of fashion, e.g. earmuffs in tropical weather, oversized sweaters, chunky sneakers with wings on them. Also always seemed to fail classes. What is a word you personally find offensive? Personally, I don’t think there’s any. What I find offensive are those we already understand generally as being that: the n-word, the f-slur for gay people, etc.

What instantly puts you to sleep? Scrolling through Reddit or watching on YouTube. What song is in a language you don't speak, but you love it anyway? La Vie en Rose. What is something you would like to do if you weren’t judged for doing it? Maybe talking about surveys like it’s a normal thing? I wanna share this aspect of my life with Gabie really bad since I sincerely enjoy it and it’s helped with my mental health, and I’m sure she’ll be understanding too; I guess I just don’t know how to explain it to her without sounding like I talk to and about myself on my spare time. What's a movie you think everyone should watch? Why that one? Your Name. It’s stacked with beautiful imagery, a meaningful plot, and just the most breathtaking score, dialogue, and emotion I’ve seen in film. What was the most unexpected good thing that's ever happened to you? Getting into UP. Competition is tough every year; I just never thought I’d be given the opportunity as well. What is the funniest fact you know? The only thing that comes to mind is that dude from the Civil War who got shot and died immediately after he was just saying  how his group was in the best hiding place and that no one could ever spot them. It’s a little morbid and even rude to find it funny, but still. What is your biggest nightmare? Failing. Not getting the family I want. If you didn't have to sleep, what would you do with the extra time? Take a load more surveys, watch a lot more films, drive around at midnight. What's the kindest way a stranger has treated you? Maybe the time I tripped and sprained my ankle, and everyone just stared until this guy ran up to me, helped me up, and made sure I was okay. What is the biggest design flaw of your body? Probably my boobs. What age are you afraid of turning and why? I’m not afraid of getting older. Where is your happy place? Skywalk. What makes you really angry? Animal abuse, ughhhhhhh. What's the simplest way you can be pleased? With food. What is a crossover you want to see? Paramore and The Japanese House. What is the strangest thing you have ever felt? When I’m in public and am expected to be put together, but the anxiety starts creeping in. Where do you see yourself in 1 hour? I’ll probably be making something up for breakfast. What makes someone immediately unlikable? Political opinions, and if those opinions say anything about what they think about human rights that I wouldn’t appreciate. Who's a villain you sympathize with and why? SHARPAY EVANS. Poor girl just kept getting bullied and ridiculed even though she just wanted the best for the drama club and a solo with Troy. I was pissed when she got into a small university in Albuquerque in HSM3 while the rest got into Stanford, UCLA, Yale, and all the other fancier schools. Sis needed more justice. What is something you regret to NOT have done? Ran for class positions in grade school and high school. I really feel like I would have been able to pull it off; just didn’t have a lot of trust in myself back then. What's the weirdest thing you put in a microwave? Ok so fun fact: we just got a microwave for the first time last week AND I AM STILL SO EXCITED ABOUT IT. I see it all the time in movies and vlogs and I’ve always been so envious shjshsfkjshf anyway since it’s brand-new, I still haven’t gotten the hang of it like what kind of containers I can put in it or how long I’m supposed to heat things up for. I’m really really scared of things exploding so I haven’t put anything other than food that’s meant to be microwaved. What movie changed your life for the better? Two for the Road. What book you think should be directed as a film? The Septimus Heap series. It was my favorite series growing up and I would so haul my 21 year old ass to the cinema if they decide to turn it into a movie. Of all the decades you've lived in, which one have you liked best? 2000s, mostly because I was a kid and had no worries back then. How are you doing today? I’m doing okay. I’m happy to be stuck at home but man am I huungry. What's something your relatives don't know about you? That I have a girlfriend. Some cousins and aunts and uncles know, but that’s a small speck compared to how big my family actually is. What's the worst song to strip to? Anything from One Direction, and I’m speaking as a fan. What's something your parents did, which you have sworn never to do? Make me feel guilty for asking for money. What did you eat a few minutes ago? I haven’t eaten :( Have you ever found a stranger's note somewhere? If so, what did it say? I don’t think so, no. What's the most annoying thing your pet does? He’ll push his water bowl around for no reason and it gets the whole area wet. What's the biggest sum of money you've won? Not a lot lmao; a thousand bucks. I don’t really join contests. Have you ever had Pac-Man fever? Nope.

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Lesson One: Focus

Commission for @tami-flu who’s a sweetheart and wanted me to bring one of our very self-indulgent AUs to life

“Are you sure this is the right address?” Lance tried really hard not to roll his eyes when he unstrapped the wiggling child from her booster seat and lifted her out of the car. This was only about the fifth time Shiro asked that question, after all. “Yes”, he hummed patiently and tucked a lock of white-blonde hair behind Emily’s ear. “It’s the address Laura’s mum gave me and that I checked on the internet. Besides … it says dojo in big red letters above that door?” He pointed over his shoulder at the sign. “I think we’re good.” Shiro gave a short hum as he threw the door shut and locked the car with the press of a button. “It’s just so … empty”, he wondered and looked around the parking lot, only a few other cars scattered across it. Some, like theirs, were parked in the shade of big oak trees to shield them from the already burning sun. It was hot for May. “Relax, man. We’re twenty minutes early. What did you expect?” Just at that moment Emily wiggled free and started running across the parking lot, heading for the dojo. “Hey!”, Lance called after her with a laugh. “Wait for us!” “Catch me! Catch me!”, she shouted back over her shoulder, giggling, her bright green backpack bouncing up and down with every step. “Oh, just you wait, young lady!”, Lance grinned as he took up the chase, barely hearing Shiro behind him, calling for his daughter: “Don’t go inside without us!” But Emily was far more occupied with outmaneuvering Lance, jumping around the low hedges confining the parking spots and shrieking whenever Lance got too close. “Too slow! You’re way too slow!”, she taunted and laughed but after a few minutes of trying to catch her Lance finally got a hold of the little gremlin. He hauled her up into his arms, blowing an obnoxiously loud raspberry against her shoulder which made her shriek with laughter, short legs kicking but arms flying around his neck to hold onto him. “Shoulders”, she demanded after a few seconds, already trying to climb higher and Lance boosted her up until she could swing comfortably onto his shoulders with him holding onto her legs tightly as to not let her slip off. “And now?”, he asked, spinning in circles a few times and spotting Shiro heading for them and the entrance to the building that Emily soon pointed at. “Onwards, trusty steed!”, she ordered and he couldn’t help but snort, wondering where she’d picked that up. He started galloping toward the wide double doors anyway. “Your word is my command, lovely princess”, he grinned but earned a weak kick against the chest for his troubles. “I’m a knight”, Emily declared instead and ducked down when they reached the entrance. Lance bent his knees as well, just in case, and waddled through the open doors. “My apologies, your braveness...” Emily just hummed, apparently pleased with his reaction, and straightened back up, head held high as they made their way to some sort of reception. There was a man standing behind a short counter, writing something down in a notebook. When he looked up to greet them Lance almost tripped. Because damn, the guy was hot. His dark shirt was clinging tightly to his body, leaving hardly anything to the imagination as it revealed strong arms and well-sculpted pecs, a tight stomach. His features were Asian, Japanese maybe, and finely cut, a nice fit with his lean form. But the most impressive thing were his eyes, an intense, stormy blue-grey that stared straight at Lance for a few moments before shifting up to Emily. When he smiled it was like his whole being was blossoming. “Hey, now that’s a brave knight if I’ve ever seen one”, he said and Lance could barely keep from whimpering at the smooth tenor of his voice. The man reached out to shake Emily’s hand. “I’m Keith, I’m one of the teachers here.” “Hello. My name is Emily Shirogane. It’s nice to meet you”, she replied and shook his hand, always polite and well-mannered when meeting strangers. No matter what a tiny beast she could be when it was bedtime. “Oh yes!”, Keith nodded. “I talked to your father on the phone. Is this him?” Stormy eyes flicked down to meet Lance’s again but before he could answer with anything but a breathless wheeze Emily giggled, her little body shaking on his shoulders. “No! This is my nanny!” Lance nodded and managed to mumble his name. Keith didn’t offer him a hand to shake. “I’m her father”, came Shiro’s voice from behind them and Lance didn’t know whether to be relieved or mortified because … there was no way Shiro didn’t hear that, right? “We spoke on the phone.” “Right, now I recognize your voice. Mr Shirogane”, Keith nodded and stepped around the counter. Damn his legs were long. “Just Shiro please”, Shiro smiled and extended a hand for Keith to shake. In a split second stormy eyes flicked up and down Shiro’s body and Lance felt himself bristle. Oh no, he didn’t. No matter how hot the guy was, it was on. Lance hadn’t spent the better part of a year trying to get closer to the utter heartthrob that was Takashi Shirogane only to have some random karate teacher butt in at the last second. “We’re here for the trial lesson”, he said, interrupting their little moment before it could grow into something entirely unnecessary. “Emily’s a friend of Laura, she told her she really liked coming here.” It took another second too long for Keith to end the handshake and look over at him. “Yes...”, he nodded. “Oh yes, I remember. Shiro told me on the phone. Laura’s a good kid, very … fierce.” “Oh, Emily is, too”, Shiro chuckled and Keith smiled at him. Lance wanted to slap his stupid, pretty face. Even if it would most likely get him the ass-kicking of his life. The dude was probably a black belt if he was teaching. “I believe that...” Keith turned to look back up at Emily. “You can join us for a lesson or two, see if you like it as much as Laura does.” “Yes”, Emily said and nodded strongly, judging by the movement of her body. Keith smiled at her before looking back at Shiro. “And I’ll see if she can follow the instructions, integrates well with the other kids, things like that...” “Wait, so you’re teaching her group?”, Lance blurted, earning a slight frown. “Yes”, the instructor nodded. “I give classes for children and teenagers. Is there a problem?” Lance held that intense gaze for a beat or two before forcing out an awkward laugh. “No!”, he shook his head. “No problem. No problem at all, I was just … I don’t know, forget it.” Keith frowned at him for a horrible moment before his expression softened and he looked back up at Emily. “If you want you can get changed over there.” He pointed into the hallway behind himself. “Then I can show you around until the others get here. That sound good?” “Yeah!”, Emily quickly agreed, then kicked Lance’s chest again. “Onwards, trusty steed!” Lance hesitated. “Come on, Em. You’re a big girl, you can get changed by yourself.” Besides, he’d rather not leave Shiro alone with painfully hot Keith. But Emily wiggled on his shoulders and leaned down to whisper into his ear, hands cupped around her mouth: “I don’t wanna go alone...” Shiro gave a carefree laugh that made Lance swoon inwardly. Of course he’d heard the little plea, Emily wasn’t too good at whispering yet. He cocked an expectant eyebrow at Lance which usually meant it was time to do his damn job. Lance reluctantly galloped down the hallway.

~ It turned out there was another boy in Keith’s class that Emily knew from preschool and as soon as Laura and him arrived the little girl made it very clear she didn’t need Lance’s assistance anymore. Instead she ran off with her friends as everyone got ready for the lesson. Him and Shiro weren’t allowed into the room but could watch Emily from a row of windows where a bunch of other adults were already gathered. Lance chatted with Laura’s mum for a bit, telling her how excited Emily was to try karate as well and scheduled a playdate for Saturday, when Laura’s dad would finish preparing the pool for the summer. The girls should have fun cooling down like that. Lance excused himself soon after and sidled up to Shiro on the wobbly bench offered for the parents. The kids had just finished warming up and moved on to fall exercises. While the others were going through the motions expertly already, Emily waited for Keith to show her the basics, how to initiate a controlled fall and how to roll and twist so she wouldn’t hurt herself. Her first tries still looked clumsy at best but Keith still smiled widely at her, nodding and correcting her posture and movement a bit as he kept watching her. “I like him”, Shiro said after a while, eyes following Keith around the room as he went from child to child, praising them and offering feedback. Lance felt his heart sink. “Who? Keith?” “Yes, he seems to be really good with the kids, don’t you think? I like how he talked to Emily first when we got here. Not a lot of adults do that.” As reluctant as Lance was to admit it, Shiro was right. Keith was good with kids, had an instinctive, warm ease when talking to them that mysteriously vanished when he addressed Lance. What a shame. The kids all seemed to adore him, though, striving for his attention and smiling bright when they earned his praise. “Yeah”, Lance nodded. “Yeah, he’s really good. I think Em likes him, too...” The kids had a break about halfway through the lesson and while most of them went to their bags to get a drink Emily skipped up to them, face flushed and sweaty but smile wide and eyes sparkling. “I really, really like it! Keith is amazing! He says I’m a natural and that I’ll be as good as Laura if I come back each week!”, she babbled, climbing into Shiro’s lap. Lance automatically reached for the little bottle of water in his bag and handed it to her with a stern look. She huffed but took a few gulps. “Please daddy, please can I come back? I really want to!” Shiro smiled and nodded quickly. “I can talk to Keith after the lesson and sign you up. But you’ll have to promise to keep coming here, we talked about this...” “Yeah yeah, I promise”, Emily shrugged quickly, then perked up again. “Oh, can you make me spaghetti for dinner? I’m hungry!” “You’re hungry?”, Shiro asked, bouncing his daughter on his knees. “Well, if you want I can make you spaghetti right now!” She frowned, her little face scrunching up as Shiro touched a finger against her nose: “Boop, you’re spaghetti!” Both Lance and Emily groaned, rolling their eyes in unison while Shiro grinned, undeservingly proud of himself. “You’re so lame!”, she cried out and hopped from his lap in protest, crossing her arms. But she was also smart and quick to think, knowing she wouldn’t get her favourite food if she kept pouting, so she corrected herself: “Can you please cook spaghetti for dinner tonight?” Shiro agreed the same moment Keith called for his students to continue.

~ After the lesson they waited for Keith to say goodbye to the other parents before approaching him. “Yes, of course!”, he smiled after Shiro asked him to sign up his daughter. “Emily did great for her first time, her motor skills are already very well developed, I think she’ll benefit from a challenge. I’ll give you...” Keith held up a finger, signalling for them to hold on as he ducked back behind the counter. After a moment he re-emerged with a few papers in his hands. “These forms. You can fill them out at home and just bring them to the next lesson.” “Thank you, Keith”, Shiro smiled and Lance felt that ugly jealousy squirm in his stomach again. “Emily really liked it. Didn’t you, sunshine?” “Yes!”, she nodded quickly. “Thank you, Keith!” “Thank you for doing so well, it was my pleasure, Emily.” She giggled and Lance wanted to groan. Did the whole family have to fall in love with his pretty smile and gorgeous eyes and that lean, perfect, powerful body and… Focus. “Great, see you next week, then”, Shiro smiled softly and Keith nodded. “Yes, I’m looking forward to it...” There was definite purr to the words and Lance would have tackled the guy to the ground if the sound didn’t also do things to him… Instead he sighed inwardly, a long-suffering expression of helplessness as they left the building, Emily chattering on and on about the lesson and how great Keith was, Shiro still smiling. This would be a bitch.   [This fanfic was a commission! Check out how to commission me or consider buying me a Coffee if you liked this story!]