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A Condition Called Love [Tokyo Revengers]

|| Tokyo Revengers ||(Almost follows the canon storyline of TR & is up-to-date with the manga.)

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Angst.

Warning: Age-gap romance (no smut), blood, gore, strong language, unrequited love.

(I know this is an xOC fic, but you can read it as a self-insert if you like)

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"The depth of the sky's blue color is our love and only over the years will we notice the hue's strength; up close it is as clear as pure water, yet when we see the miles, it is the blue of fairytale dreams. I'm not perfect, but I'd follow you into hell if that's what it took to keep you safe. I am your protector as you are mine, one to shield the other. I'll stay with you as you stay with me, trust in you as you trust in me, and together we'll ride through every storm, waiting to see what the new dawn may bring."

- Shinichiro Sano

~~~~~

(March 14, 1998 - White Day)

"Please be my girlfriend!"

Just now, at a neighborhood park, Shinichiro Sano, an 18-year-old 3rd-year high schooler, also famously known around Tokyo as the commander of the delinquent gang Black Dragons, asked out one of the prettiest girls in his school to be his girlfriend. Within this 18-year of his lifespan, this was the 20th time the Sano boy was confessing his romantic feelings to a girl he liked. It happened previously in the past as well, where he confessed his feelings to different other girls from time to time, but unfortunately for him, got rejected each and every time. Even after seeking out help and advice from his three best friends (Takeomi Akashi, Wakasa Imaushi, and Keizo Arashi aka Benkei), for some reason, none of his confessions ever worked.

But this time, it would work, right? A simple man like Shinichiro can only dream.

"It's been 7 months since we met..." he added with a bashful smile, eyes twinkling in anticipation as he held out a bouquet of red roses and a jewelry box that had an expensive bracelet in it. "So I wanted to make this a special day. Please accept these."

"What are you saying?" the girl in question asked him, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

And hearing that, Shinichiro immediately went stiff on his spot in shock.

"Huh?" he questioned back with a puzzled look on his face before a worried smile curled up to his lips. "Eh? Are you worried about the cost of the bracelet? I have enough to buy one..."

"No, that's not it." the girl replied, slightly shaking her head. "I already have a boyfriend..."

"Huh?! What?!" Shinichiro exclaimed out in shock, his eyes widening even more in fraction, his voice sounding panicked. "Wait... We have gone out so many times for dinners and movies. You took photos with me and exclaimed, "wow, this is fun!". No matter how you look at it, you had feelings for me, right? Or were you faking your happiness all alone?! You even gave me Valentine's chocolate this year!"

"Well, that is because you are my friend. Isn't it obvious?" the girl stated, tilting her head to the side. "And I gave chocolates to all my friends at school, Sano..."

Wow... Now, Shinichiro started to feel like a pathetic loser. He seriously wanted to cry at that moment.

'What's wrong with me?' he thought to himself, wanting his smash his head against a wall in embarrassment.

"Ah, anyway, Sano, I've to go now... It's time to meet my boyfriend. See you later! Bye!"

And it didn't take long before the girl walked away from his line of sight.

"Wait- you must be kidding..." he mumbled to himself, still standing in the middle of the park with those roses and that expensive jewelry in his hands.

Shinichiro Sano got rejected again and this was the 20th time in a row consecutively.

'Just give up, Shin. You're gonna die a virgin.' Takeomi's words which were ringing over and over again in his head weren't helping his situation at all at that moment.

"He got dumped?"

"Ugh, so lame!"

"What about those gifts in his hands?"

"So funny!"

Now even the unknown people in the park who were watching the whole scene get unfolded started to mumble to themselves. People sure can be really mean sometimes.

"Wow, Shin-chan, you're so lame." A familiar feminine voice of a little girl suddenly spoke from behind the Sano boy, causing him to yelp out in surprise before spinning around to face her.

"Nana-chan!" he gasped out, his onyx eyes made contact with her brownish amber ones, finding her standing there with her schoolbag hanging on her shoulders.

Nana Osaki, an 8-year-old little girl who was the same age as Shinichiro's younger brother, Manjiro Sano, was one of his childhood friends. She used to live in a small house just beside the Sano residence with her parents ever since her birth until two years ago when both of her parents died in a car accident and had been living with the Sanos ever since then. Her relatives didn't want to take her in, considering that she might be a burden to them and Shinichiro was someone who couldn't let go of Nana just like that.

Where will she go? Where will she live? And with whom? What will she eat? Her future? Her education? Her career?

Her relatives might have abandoned her, but that didn't mean Shinichiro (a concerned friend, and neighbor that he was) would do the same thing as well. He was just too kind and soft-hearted. On top of that, the Sanos and the Osakis had been family friends for generations now, meaning that Nana had known the Sano family forever. On the other hand, similar to Shinichiro, Grandpa Sano also didn't mind taking Nana in, given that her late father, Daisuke Osaki was his former student at his family dojo and had always considered little Nana as one of his grandchildren.

And so ever since her parents' death, the Sanos became her family.

"Shin-chan, please stop it." little Nana deadpanned at the teen Sano boy who was bowing in front of her in a pleading manner.

"How much should I pay you, Nana-chan?" he asked, looking up at her. "I don't have much with me right now."

"What are you talking about?" she asked as she crossed her arms over her chest, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Well, you saw me getting dumped... And you might feel like telling it to everyone..." Shinichiro whispered out, rubbing the back of his neck in a sheepish manner.

"I won't do such things, Shin-chan. I won't tell that a grown-up hopeless guy like you got dumped straight to his face again and cried in the end..." she stated out bluntly, stabbing him right into the heart with those cold, harsh words.

Shinichiro Sano's remaining HP: Zero.

Although for some people this might seem comical, Nana still couldn't understand why girls would reject someone like Shinichiro Sano. The boy was beautiful that's for sure. Short black hair with black eyes, fair skin with slim, tall stature; the older Sano boy without a doubt was cute and attractive. Not to mention, he had a very charming personality.

Depicted as "weak to women, weak in fights, but reliable.", Shinichiro was a notorious delinquent with an unequaled reputation who garnered the respect of many delinquents, both inside his gang and those of rival gangs. Although he was a terrible fighter, his caring personality and ability to stand up for others, along with his humble nature earned him the loyalty of many delinquents much stronger than him. As a result of this elevated status, the delinquents displayed nothing but respect towards Shinichiro. He always saw the good in people and hoped for them to be led on the right path in life instead of walking alone. Shinichiro was a kind person who could look out for others, particularly his family whom he loved dearly, teaching his younger siblings about delinquency, fashion, and bikes amongst other things. Though there were times when Grandpa Sano would mildly get annoyed with Shinichiro's tendency to avoid dojo training as he believed it a chore.

Then why did the girls reject him? Couldn't they see the good in him like how Nana always saw in him? Shinichiro was a kind individual and for that Nana liked him a lot, so then why can't the other girls? It was really frustrating sometimes.

"Why were you walking home all alone earlier, Nana-chan?" Shinichiro asked, causing the Osaki girl to snap out of her trance as they made their way toward the Sano residence. "Where's Manjiro?"

"Ran off to God knows where with Ken-chan and Kei-chan after school..." Nana replied with a shrug, referring to her other childhood friends Ken Ryuguji and Keisuke Baji, and Shinichiro let out a small chuckle in response.

"That's Manjiro to you, I guess..." he hummed out.

"Hey, Shin-chan?" Nana called out, looking up at that tall boy beside her. "Why are you so desperate to find a girlfriend?"

"Huh?" Shinichiro looked down at the little girl in surprise.

"That girl from earlier... What was it about her that you liked anyway?" Nana questioned, her voice filled with genuine curiosity.

"Where is this even coming from?" he asked back in confusion.

"Just answer me..." she demanded.

"Umm... she was pretty?"

"Is that a question or an answer?"

"An answer...? Also, she's very nice and sweet and..." Shinichiro went on and on about that previous crush of his.

Then a moment later Nana interrupted him by asking him another question.

"But did you love her from the bottom of your heart?" she questioned and Shinichiro immediately stopped walking. "How much do you know about her? What's her favorite color? What's her favorite flower? Her favorite movie? Her favorite song? What does she like to eat? What's her hobby? Her future plans? How long have you known each other?..."

But Shinichiro couldn't respond back to any of those and kept on staring at Nana in surprise, remaining completely silent.

"Okay let's say you know everything about her... But how much does she know about you, Shin-chan? Your favorites? Your likes and dislikes? Your good qualities? Your insecurities? Does she even like you the way you do? Have you ever shared any special moment with her? Have you ever gone up to her and complained about your bad days? Have you ever cried on her shoulders? Has she ever held your hands when you were lonely and given you comfort? Did you ever find her by your side when you needed her the most?..."

"That's some serious stuff you're saying, Nana-chan..." Shinichiro chuckled out sheepishly, running a hand through his raven locks.

"What I'm trying to say is that - don't just go and confess your feelings to whoever you find pretty and attractive..." the little girl let out a sigh, closing her eyes momentarily.

Hearing her words, Shinichiro let out another amused chuckle. That was so like Nana Osaki; always looking through the facade and diving into the deepest, darkest part of one's soul. She always read him like an open book and for that, he could never hide anything from her. Nana knew him like the back of her hand; so perfect and precise, it was really scary sometimes. The power and advantage of knowing each other for years.

"Now you sound like some wise old lady, Nana-chan." the boy teased, his lips curling up into a smirk.

"That's good. At least I'm wiser than you, Shin-chan..." she stated and Shinichiro let out a dramatic gasp, placing a hand on the left side of his chest.

Oh, how much she loved teasing him like that.

"You hurt me, Nana-chan. You're so cruel!" he whined out with pouty lips, anime tears rolling down his cheeks and this cause the girl to roll her eyes at his antics.

"Well, if you want a girlfriend that bad, just so you know, I'm always there for you as a standby..." she added with sincerity, and immediately Shinichiro snapped his head around to look back at her with wide eyes in shock.

"HUH?!"

It felt as if the whole world stopped moving for a moment and the universe forgot its every law of physics. Did he hear that right? This little girl, who was 10 years younger than him, was the same age as his younger brother Manjiro wished to become his girlfriend? This was completely outrageous and scandalous in every maximum way possible. All of a sudden his heart started to hammer hard against his ribcage while his whole face went all red like a tomato. As if his heart would burst out of his chest any second now. Wait, why was he blushing at her proposal, not to mention an 8-year-old's proposal, making him feel all warm and fuzzy inside? Why did his hands become all sweaty? Why was he feeling so goddamn nervous? Was he turning into a sick pervert or something?!

Noticing his blushing state, Nana's lips curled up into a wide grin, a soft giggle eventually passing through them. Aside from his looks and personality, Nana always loved his blushing face a lot. To her, it was really cute and adorable.

"Or if you want more than that, I can just become your bride instead. And since you don't have any specific preference when it comes to women, I think I'll do just fine for you."

"WAIT?! WHAT?!"

"So, please wait for me until I become an adult, okay, Shin-chan?"

"When I see you, it's as if space and time become the finest point imaginable as if time collapses into one tiny speck and explodes at light speed. It's as if my universe begins and ends with you. I could run forever, search forever, but in the end, every path leads right back to your heart and soul. I love you, always."

- Keisuke Baji

~~~~~

7th July 2005, 6:24 PM

Right now, I was at Keisuke's apartment, helping him out with his studies and upcoming test. Keisuke Baji might not be the brightest flower on the field (certainly the prettiest of course), but he was very eager to learn. As his smarter study buddy since our elementary school days, a study date at his place was my way of saying sorry to him for ditching our yakisoba lunch date this afternoon. When I walked into the Baji residence, I was warmly welcomed by Keisuke's mother and his only parent, Ryoko Baji who greeted me with a friendly smirk and hair ruffle before she started to yell and kick Keisuke again (which she was probably doing earlier before my arrival).

Much like her son, Ryoko Baji had a violent and short-tempered nature that would quickly lead to an aggressive attitude which could be heavily suggested that Keisuke got his unpleasant traits from his mother. However, unlike her son, Ryoko was normally able to be very cool and calm at times especially towards me because, in her eyes, I was a nice and polite kid. She was also someone who would always recognize the flaws in her son and would also be really worried about him like any normal parent should.

Ryoko always disapproved of Keisuke's violent attitude and would even smack or yell at him (not in an abusive way) for his actions (and by actions I meant him getting into fights almost every day and burning down cars just because he was craving peyoung yakisoba). Despite recognizing all of Keisuke's flaws, Ryoko always desired that he would be a good boy and would do better in his studies and school.

When I met her for the first time, I was only five years old back. It was when Keisuke joined the Sano dojo a year back that he and I became really good friends and he ended up inviting me to his place so we could play together with his toys. Long black hair, sharp brown eyes, thin eyebrows, pointy canine teeth; she looked really pretty in my eyes (aside from my own mother and Mrs. Sano) and I was really amazed by her beauty.

And Keisuke got all those exact same physical features from his mother, even her hot-tempered attitude. In short, Keisuke was a mini version of his mother and it was really cute in my opinion. Upon our first meeting, I thought Ryoko was Keisuke's older sister or something like that just because she looked so young. Maybe she was one and had Keisuke at a very young age, who knows? Also, most of the time, she had this frown on her face which most likely indicated that she was always constantly worrying about her aggressive, angry son.

Ryoko was one of those cool moms who gave zero fuck to everything, like 'I don't give a fuck' sort of attitude. Single working parent who had a habit of smoking and always walked around like a boss with her head up high - that was Ryoko Baji to me and to everyone; a lady with a firm, explosive personality but underneath hid a very sensitive and caring person.

"Did Keisuke get into fights again today, Nana-chan?" she asked narrowing her eyes at me with her arms crossed over her chest.

I peeked to the side and saw Keisuke doing some weird hand gestures, telling me to lie to his mother.

"Keisuke's been a good boy at school today, Ryoko-san..." I replied, looking back at her with a convincing smile.

Even though he kicked asses of some punks on the way back home earlier today...

"Is that so, huh?" she hummed before a small smile appeared on her face. "Well, that's good then. Thank you for always taking care of that useless son of mine, Nana-chan."

"It's not a big deal, Ryoko-san." I chuckled in response.

"Mom! Why do we have only one packet of peyoung yakisoba here?!" Keisuke suddenly yelled out from the kitchen before he started to head towards the front door. "I'll quickly go and buy some yakisoba from the nearby store!"

"Oh, no you don't, mister!" Ryoko yelled back, kicking him to get inside the house again. "Nana-chan's here to tutor you, not to eat yakisoba! Don't waste her precious time, you son of a bitch! Get your ass to your room right now! And also, no yakisoba for you today cause I'm cooking dinner tonight!"

"Ouch! Stop kicking me, woman!" Keisuke yelled out again while I simply stared at the mother-son duo in amusement.

Did Ryoko-san just call herself a bitch?? Wow...

Soon after that, Keisuke and I settled down in his bedroom and we began to study, or more like I began to tutor him. When it came to studying, locations didn’t really matter to Keisuke, but somewhere quiet, with no “annoying punks” around always was the best way to get him to concentrate on his school stuff. To my own surprise, his school stuff was actually really organized - colorful folders for every subject, important documents in clear film, and so on, but unfortunately, he had zero motivation. When he would stray from his schoolbooks, I had to either kick his ass or smack him on the head to bring back his concentration, but once he would get into that “Learning Headspace”, things would go upwards from there.

Keisuke would even tie his hair up into a ponytail and put on those stupid glasses because he considered his study sessions with me a serious matter. I had to go through the entire school curriculum with him and since I already completed my second year in middle school last year, it was easy to teach him what he didn't know. However, the hardest part of the whole process was actually having him understand the content I was teaching him. Like he had trouble remembering kanji words in Japanese or events and key figures in Japanese history or phrases in English or understanding the formulae and methods of mathematics and the list goes on.

"What? Takemichi?" Keisuke asked as he looked up from his book and locked his gaze on me, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah. That guy's name is Takemichi Hanagaki." I responded back with a smile. "He's weak at fighting, but the way he faced Kiyomasa... For some reason, he reminds me of Shin-chan... Manjiro took a liking to him. He's probably thinking about recruiting that guy in Toman."

Keisuke immediately went quiet for a moment before furrowing his eyebrows at me.

"So, now what? You started liking this twerp or something?" he grumbled out, sounding a bit irritated.

"Huh? What? No!" I replied, frowning back at him. "Of course not, you idiot! What are you even talking about? Takemichi might remind me of Shin-chan in a way, but he isn't my type at all. Also, I just met him today. He's a total stranger to me. I don't fall in love with strangers."

Hearing my answer, Keisuke now looked visibly relaxed.

What's wrong with him? He never behaves like this...

"So, what's your type?" he asked, leaning towards the side.

"My type?" I asked back and he nodded his head at me. "Well... someone who knows me well, someone who will accept me the way I am, someone who's loyal, honest, and respectful... I don't care about the looks, to be honest as long as the guy is nice and has a good heart."

"Is that so, huh..." he trailed off in a whispered tone as he momentarily looked away from me and stared off to space, getting lost in his thoughts.

What is he thinking now? This boy... so unpredictable...

"Okay, that's enough. Breaks over." I spoke up with a sigh causing Keisuke to snap out of his thoughts. "Let's play a game."

"We finished studying already?" he asked in confusion.

"No, we're not. You see, I'm gonna give you 50 pop quiz questions. It's about everything we went through up until now. If you get half of them correct, like 25 questions, I'll take you to a yakisoba dinner tomorrow... And if you get all of them correct, then I'll-"

"Then can I get a kiss from you?"

"I'll slap you, Keisuke."

~~~~~

August 3rd, 2005

That day after breaking and shattering almost everything Takemichi owned followed by the yellow-haired boy's sudden outburst with a piece of turd on his head, Manjiro and Draken finally decided to make up and things went back to normal like how they used to be. As long as those two weren't fighting each other and creating chaos, I didn't need to worry about anything anymore, for now at least. So I went back to my usual relaxed mood again, releasing myself from all headaches, burdens, and panics.

Then two days later after the incident at Takemichi's place, Keisuke called up and asked me if I wanted to go to the festival this year which was going to be held at the Musashi Shrine on August 3rd. I accepted his offer, thinking that it would be a great way to relax and treat myself to food and stuff while having a better chance to spend some quality time with my best friend named Keisuke Baji.

Tonight was August 3rd, meaning the night of the Musashi Festival. Several food stands and game stands were whelming the area of the Musashi Shrine. The place was lighted up by numerous lanterns and decorations that emphasized the festival and the traditions. Walking down the path while pushing through the crowd, Keisuke and I were in our normal casual clothes (our usual denim shirts and black jeans with black combat boots) as we didn't even bother to wear yukatas on this occasion for various reasons. Like Keisuke came up with like - "What if we've to fight some punks on the street tonight? We can't do that if we're wearing a yukata now, can we?" He had a fair point though. Being a part of a delinquent gang meant we were constantly surrounded by punks, constantly fighting random gangs and shit. How exhausting.

"What's Mikey doing tonight? Is he coming to the festival later on?" Keisuke asked as we walked together side by side, holding hands with fingers intertwined.

"Don't know." I shrugged. "Manjiro suddenly got an urgent phone call from some Toman members this evening, saying that they wanted to meet him somewhere near the Shibuya station."

"That's strange..." Keisuke muttered out, furrowing his eyebrows a bit as we walked down the narrow pathway. "What's so urgent that they have to call him up like that?"

"I know right? Doesn't make any sense at all." I responded back, slightly frowning as well.

To this day, I could still remember how I used to come to this festival every year with Shinichiro, Manjiro, Emma and Keisuke. Shinichiro used to take us to different food stands and buy us whatever we felt like eating. Playing games and buying souvenirs were things we all enjoyed doing but watching fireworks together at the end of the festival was a must. There was no way we could miss out on the chance of watching fireworks together - that was what we used to say back then. We even had our own special spot around the Musashi Shrine where the five of us would sit down on the grass and enjoy the firework show together. But everything suddenly changed after Shinichiro passed away. I really missed those days, really.

Then all of a sudden, a familiar voice spoke up from behind us.

"Nana? Baji?"

We immediately halted in our spots and turned around to look - it was Emma, Draken, Takemichi, and Hinata standing behind us with confused looks on their faces. The girls were wearing cute yukatas which suited them very well while the boys were in their normal casual clothes just like me and Keisuke.

“Nana! You came!” Emma smiled brightly and walked up to hug me, but the hug wasn’t very comfortable as Keisuke refused to let go of our intertwined hands. "I thought you wanted to stay at home tonight."

"Keisuke asked me to come, so I came here with him." I smiled back with a nonchalant shrug.

“Look what the cat dragged in...” Draken stated with a smirk, looking down at Keisuke’s unbuttoned shirt. “Nice tits, Baji.”

"One more word out of your mouth and I'm murdering you right here and now, Draken." Keisuke snarled out and I nudged him to the side to calm him down since Takemichi and Hinata were also there.

"Be nice now, Keisuke..." I stated in a soft tone before looking back at Takemichi and Hinata with a smile. "Takemichi, Hinata. Hey there!"

"Hello, Nana-chan!" Hinata greeted me happily as she and her boyfriend came closer to us.

"Nana-chan, who's that?" Takemichi asked in confusion, feeling intimidated by Keisuke.

"Oh, this is Keisuke Baji, Toman's 1st Division Captain. The biggest edgelord in the entirety of Shibuya..." I introduced them to Keisuke causing the said boy to twitch his eyebrows when I called him 'Shibuya's Edgelord'. "Manjiro and I've been friends with Keisuke ever since we were four years old. He's our oldest childhood best friend."

"Toman's 1st Division Captain?!" Takemichi gasped out in shock, his eyes widening open.

"You're that twerp from the other day." Keisuke scoffed, frowning down at the yellow-haired boy. "Takemichi Hanagaki, right?"

"Y-Yes! Nice to meet you, Baji-kun!" Takemichi squeaked out in fear, almost comical in a sense.

"Keisuke, stop scaring the poor guy." I scolded, causing Keisuke to pout at me before I looked back at Takemichi with an apologetic look. "Sorry, Takemichi. Keisuke looks scary, but he's a nice guy. He means no harm."

"Anyway, where's Mikey?" Draken asked, looking around.

"He's not here..." Keisuke replied before draping an arm around my shoulders. "Got some urgent call or shit."

"Huh? Really? I thought he would definitely be here given that Nana's here too. You know how clingy he is to her." Emma pointed out with a sly smirk but I ignored her remark while Keisuke scoffed in response.

"Whatever. We're leaving. Let's go, Nana." Keisuke stated with his arm still draped around my shoulder before he started to pull me away from those other four.

"Lead the way, my beloved arsonist." I joked with a cheeky smirk causing Keisuke's cheeks to turn hot red in color.

“I have more to my personality than burning cars, Nana.” He grumbled, dropping his arm off my shoulder and grabbing my hand again, intertwining our fingers.

“I know. I’m just teasing you.” I chuckled out at his bashfulness.

“Whatever.” Keisuke dismissed me, before leading me away.

“See ya later, guys!" I shouted out to my friends.

Saying farewell to my friends, I walked away with Keisuke hand in hand through the crowd of the festival. Back then, as little kids, Keisuke and I used to come to this festival together every year with the Sano siblings, and I could still remember how Keisuke and Manjiro used to hold my hands on each side and walk down the path of the festival. They were so stubborn that neither of them ever wanted to let go of my hands. Holding Keisuke's hand at this moment was reminding me of those days.

During the Musashi Shrine festival, vendors would set up all around the shrine grounds and sometimes the surrounding vicinity. They sold traditional snacks, from baked sweet potatoes and takoyaki to newer additions, such as chocolate-dipped bananas, candy apples, and character lollipops. Traditional festival games were interspersed among the snack vendors. An example of this was goldfish scooping. The game master would provide a delicate paper ‘net’ to scoop the goldfish into a bowl. Once the net would break, the player's turn would be over. The player would get to keep any goldfish they caught. An unusual variation in this game was played with mini turtles. Other carnival-style games like ring toss and target practice could be found here at this festival as well. Small trinkets, stuffed toys, and other souvenirs could be bought at Musashi Festival. Many were edible, while the toys, masks, and other goods often appealed to young children. They would also include stuffed toys of popular cartoon characters and plastic masks depicting animal faces.

"Okay, general knowledge time..." I spoke up and Keisuke looked over at me with curiosity. "Do you know what this Musashi Shrine is known for?"

"This Musashi Shrine...?" the ravenette boy trailed for a moment before shaking his head. "No, I've no clue."

"This shrine is locally known for being the site of what are claimed to be the graves of Hirata Muni, his wife Omasa, and most controversially, the grave of Miyamoto Musashi himself. Miyamoto Musashi also known as Shinmen Takezō, Miyamoto Bennosuke, or by his Buddhist name, Niten Dōraku was a Japanese swordsman, philosopher, strategist, writer, and rōnin, who became renowned through stories of his unique double-bladed swordsmanship and undefeated record in his 61 duels. Musashi, as he was often simply known, is considered a Kensei, a sword-saint of Japan. He was the founder of the Niten Ichi-ryū, or Nito Ichi-ryū, style of swordsmanship, and in his final years authored The Book of Five Rings (Go Rin No Sho) and Dokkōdō (The Path of Aloneness)." I informed him causing the boy to give me a look of amazement.

"And that's why I love having you as my tutor. You're just too smart." he grinned and I giggled out in response before looking up at the sky above us.

"This year... I don't want to miss the firework show, Keisuke." I stated as we sat closer to one another on a bench somewhere quiet (a more secluded part of the festival grounds) eating takoyaki and candy apples together.

"You really love the fireworks, huh?" Keisuke asked with a grin and I giggled out in response.

"I always wanted to draw rainbows in the dark, hold pencils of pure light, I guess that's why I love fireworks so. The fireworks are chaos and predictability - their explosive gifts finding their own time and space to own. As they do, I am the spectator, seeing their blazing trails arc above. There's something about them that warms me even in the cold as if their stray sparks passed into my blood. Arcing fireworks light the sky as rainbows of starlight." I stated in a soft tone causing Keisuke to give me a look of amusement.

"You can be so poetic sometimes, Nana. Seriously though..." Keisuke responded back, chuckling out as well.

As I sat there beside Keisuke looking at him, I suddenly started to realize how beautiful he actually was. The silvery-platinum moonlight fell on him and illuminated his every feature, making him look absolutely ethereal. Long black hair - smooth, silky, and wavy; sharp brown eyes; sharp teeth; sharp jawline and cheekbones; skin like milky yet manly rough; eyebrows sharp yet thick; tall stature with a perfect muscular body for a middle schooler - Keisuke Baji was a total hunk among the many.

After Shinichiro Sano, if I did find any other man physically attractive or found myself getting attracted to someone other than Shinichiro, that was Keisuke Baji. I always knew from the start that I was somewhat attracted to Keisuke one way or another, but my love for Shinichiro was so deep and passionate that it blinded me from realizing my feelings for Keisuke.

I always believed a man's beauty starts from his hearty, loving soul and radiates from there to create his final form; and men like Shinichiro and Keisuke were the perfect examples of that. Loyal, trustworthy, honest, respectful, kind, generous, compassionate, and a heart of gold - those were the words I could associate Shinichiro and Keisuke with. Sure Keisuke was violent and pretty much brainless while Shinichiro was weak and a crybaby, but I couldn't overlook the fact that they were the type of men who were perfect for almost every type of woman out there after analyzing their beauty and personality.

"Take a picture. It'll last long."

I immediately snapped out of my thoughts when Keisuke's words reached my ears. I then noticed the boy smirking at me mischievously, his left-top canine tooth poking out from in between his lips.

"Why would I take your picture?" I scoffed, looking away from him a small blush on my cheeks. "You're ugly."

"Ouch. Now you're hurting my feelings, Nana." Keisuke joked as he put a hand on the left side of his chest and I smacked him playfully on his arm.

"Shut up." I huffed with a pout, causing him to let out another light chuckle.

His voice was so deep and velvety, it sounded really tantalizing to hear.

"We'll be able to see the firework show from here. I think it's a perfect spot for the view." Keisuke pointed out and I looked around at the area.

"Yeah, you're right." I hummed in agreement.

"I'm the one who found the spot here. I'm a genius, ain't I? You should thank me for this." He smirked at me cockily.

"That's not happening." I scoffed and he threw a playful glare at me.

"You ungrateful woman. You're lucky that I love you." he scoffed, rolling his eyes and I stuck out my tongue at him teasingly.

"And that's your fatal flaw." I joked sassily as if the words I just said were the biggest secret this universe could offer him while staring up at the full moon night sky. "Your love for me might kill you someday."

Then suddenly silence fell between the two of us for a moment and this caused me to start to panic from the inside.

Why did he go quiet? Why isn't he responding? Did I screw up something? Did I say something I shouldn't have?

When I looked back at him again, I noticed he was already staring at me with a soft look in his gaze - so loving and soft it started to make me all warm and fuzzy inside. Taking the advantage of me losing myself in a daze, Keisuke scooted closer to me, arms touching, shoulders brushing, as he gently grabbed my hand that was on my lap and intertwined our fingers.

"To me, that's a beautiful flaw..." he whispered out, leaning closer to my face, his sharp eyes darkened and his thumb gently brushed the knuckles of my hand that was intertwining his. "I don't mind dying for you."

And my eyes immediately widened at his words and without knowing myself, I tightened my grip on our intertwined hands. Worry and panic slightly started to display in my eyes as I looked into his eyes in desperation.

"Don't you ever dare die on me, Keisuke..." I whispered back and his gaze softened even more. "I already lost Shinichiro. I don't wanna lose you too."

I could feel the heat and warmth radiating from Keisuke's body as he leaned closer and pressed his forehead against mine, his warm sweet breath caressing my face and lips. He smelled very nice, a mix of mint and sandalwood. Keisuke gently pushed a few strands of my raven locks behind my right ear and cupped my right cheek with his left hand, brushing my skin with his thumb, innocently yet teasingly while the look in his eyes was hot, fiery, and passionate. The way our skin touched, the way we invaded each other's personal spaces and boundaries, I didn't mind or feel uncomfortable with him being this close to me at this very moment, and neither did he. We never did and we never would.

"Sorry for scaring you... I won't say that again, Nana..." he whispered again and our noses touched, slightly. "I won't ever leave you alone. Ever. I promised you that day, remember? I'm here, always. By your side."

Keisuke Baji was an unpredictable man. For me, who was good at reading people just by observing their behavior, there were times I couldn't tell what was actually going through Keisuke's mind. This man was so wild and loved the thrill of adrenaline so much to the point that he would punch someone out on the street for no apparent reason, only because he felt like it, or would burn down a car simply because he was hungry. His erratic behavior always confused me to no end and I always had to figure him out, always had to learn something new about him which was frustrating and fun at the same time. Like that one time when I was tutoring him, he asked me for a kiss as a reward. I still couldn't tell if he was being serious or he was simply just joking. Like right now the way he was touching me was so loving and passionate yet so playful and teasing.

Keisuke and Manjiro had always been touchy and clingy towards me ever since we were little kids; Keisuke lesser than Manjiro but it was still the same. As kids, their touches were friendly and innocent but it all slowly started to change once we entered middle school. While Manjiro's touches were possessive and demanding yet somewhat child-like, Keisuke's ones felt more different, more like the way one would touch their lover, not their mere childhood friend. I wasn't sure if I was being paranoid or was overthinking it, but that was how I always felt under Keisuke's touches; unsatisfied and breathless. I wanted more. I craved more. And I knew if this kept going on like this between me and Keisuke, I definitely would go crazy one day. Keisuke Baji would be the death of me someday.

Hearing his soothing deep voice eased my heart and soul before I closed my eyes and nuzzled against his hand which was still holding my face ever so lovingly and gently.

"Hey, Keisuke, listen... I want to tell you something-"

I was suddenly out off when a cell phone started to ring; it was Keisuke's. We then quickly pulled away from each other before the ravenette boy answered his phone. I noticed his face went from calm to serious and then to furious. Furrowing his eyebrows deep, his eyes sharpened and his jaw tightened.

"Yeah, okay... I'll go and get the rest of the crew right now. Don't worry about it..." he stated and hung up the call.

"What happened?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows as well.

"Mitsuya called. It's Peh." He replied, looking back at me with all seriousness. "That bastard snitched."

~~~~~

11:37 PM, 24th October 2005

After that whole chaos that went down this evening, I called a certain someone to meet up with me in the neighborhood park which was located in the same area I lived in, the same place where Manjiro, Keisuke, Emma and I used to play together back when we all were just little kids. Life was so simple back then. No gang, no fighting, no shit – just me and my friends hanging out together, goofing around. If only I could bring those days back.

“Sorry for keeping you waiting, Nana…”

As I was sitting on one of the benches at the park, I turned my head around and looked over to my side to face the person who standing there just a few feet away from me - black shirt with black jeans and boots while the cool breeze of late October blew by making his long, wavy black hair gently sway in the air; the man was looking as beautiful and exquisite as always in my eyes.

“You went too far, Keisuke. Did you really need to punch Takemichi like that on the face though? That poor guy…” I stated with a pout, crossing my arms over my chest.

In response, Keisuke let out an airy chuckle in a sheepish manner before taking a seat beside me on the bench. I moved a bit closer to him as soon as he sat down until our arms were touching, our shoulders were brushing one another.

“Well, in order to convince them, I needed to keep up with the bad guy appearance, you know...” Keisuke replied and I scoffed in response.

Keisuke Baji, as always, sought violence, even if he didn't mean actual harm. I doubted that man was ever going to change in life.

“But still though… I think you went a bit far with it. Apologize to Takemichi the next time you’re seeing him.” I stated and this caused Keisuke to furrow his eyebrows in seriousness.

“I don’t think there’s gonna be a next time, Nana.” He responded back in a firm tone, causing me to give him a confused look.

“Huh? What do you mean?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I don’t think I’ll ever be able to go back to Toman after what I just did today…” he added.

“Do you seriously think that Manjiro and the others are gonna abandon you just like that for such a trivial thing?” I asked, almost deadpanning at him. “You’re their friend, Keisuke. You’re like a brother to them, like a family. Each and every one of them loves you to death. Do you realize how hurt they were when you said that you were leaving Toman for Valhalla? Even though they didn’t show it on their faces, I know how it broke their hearts when you left the gang and walked away from them. Especially Manjiro. That poor guy is getting more and more desperate with the passage of every second just to bring you back to the gang.”

“But Nana, I need to do this for the gang too.” Keisuke countered back.

“What are you talking about? I mean once we’re successful in kicking out Kisaki from the group, you can easily return back to Toman, Keisuke.”

“I’m not only doing this just to kick out Kisaki from Toman. I’m also doing this for some other reasons…”

“Like what?”

“Kazutora…”

Silence fell between the two of us when Keisuke said that name - Kazutora Hanemiya, the man who murdered the love of my life, Shinichiro Sano.

“Huh? Kazutora? What does this anything have to do with Kazutora anyway?” I asked, getting even more confused.

“I got a letter from Kazutora almost a month ago… He got out of juvie not so long ago...” Keisuke replied and my eyes went wide open in realization.

That’s right. Kazutora went to juvie for killing Shinichiro back in August 2003 and for the act of murder he was sentenced to two years of imprisonment. And right now, it was October 2005, meaning he was already out of juvie by now.

“I met up with Kazutora after leaving Toman’s meeting this evening. He has joined Valhalla as well…” Keisuke added.

“Kazutora joined a gang as soon as he came out of juvie? Just what in the world… Just why?” I questioned again and this time, Keisuke took a moment to respond back.

“To kill Mikey…” he stated in a low yet firm tone and I let out a small gasp in shock.

“Kill Manjiro? What do you mean kill Manjiro? Is this some kind of a joke now?” I barked out in annoyance.

“After killing Shinichiro-kun, Kazutora had this mental breakdown and he started to put all the blames on Mikey. Because of Mikey, he went to steal that motorbike and ended up killing Shinichiro-kun. Because of Mikey, he went to juvie and wasted two years of his life there… This is how he’s trying to cope with the fact that he murdered a person at the age of 13, no less Shinichiro-kun, Mikey’s brother…”

“Without taking the blame onto himself for murdering Shin-chan which he actually did and that’s the fact, he’s blaming Manjiro for everything that happened? I mean, what the fuck is he on right now? Was he doing drugs or shit for the past two years while being locked up in juvie? Does he really think he'll be able to kill the Invincible Manjiro Sano?"

"I don't know, Nana. I don't know what Kazutora is capable of right now. So to protect Toman from Kisaki and Mikey from Kazutora, I need to join Valhalla. I need to stick around with Kazutora as long as possible because I promised him my support to the very end... 'I'd never kill Mikey's brother. I did this for Mikey's sake. This is all Mikey's fault. So I need to kill Mikey'... I remember that night, Kazutora kept on repeating those words over and over again after he realized that the person he killed was Shinichiro-kun. And without giving much thought to it, I ended up promising my support to him for eternity... And that's why I need to stay with Kazutora in order to fulfill my promise and to keep him away from Mikey."

So he's doing all this shit for Manjiro and Kazutora...? Why is he so damn selfless?

"But what about me though, Keisuke? What about your promise to me? You said you'll stay by my side till your last breath... You're breaking that promise now, Keisuke, as if I don't matter to you anymore..."

Keisuke's eyes widened a bit upon hearing my words before they softened a bit at the sight of me. Without saying another word, he immediately wrapped his arms around my petite form and brought me into a warm embrace, pressing me into his muscular chest.

"I'd never break our promise, Nana and you know it..." he whispered into my ears, his hot minty breath sending a shiver down my spine.

"But you are breaking your promise, Keisuke." I whimpered out in desperation, hugging him back with my dear life while resting my face in the crook of his neck, the scent of his cologne invading every five senses of mine. "Please don't leave me, Keisuke... Please don't... I need you..."

"I think you need Mikey more than me." he chucked out in a dejected tone.

"Who said I need Manjiro more than you?" I scoffed.

"I just know, okay? I know you'll choose Mikey over me in a heartbeat-"

I immediately cut him off by moving my face away from the crook of his neck and held his face in my hands, making him look into my eyes. I held his face so close to mine that our noses almost touched one another. Taking in his beauty under the silvery brilliance of the full moon in the sky, I began to wonder when Keisuke became as precious as Shinichiro to me. Before Keisuke came into my life, it was just and only me and Manjiro and no one else. Then it became the three of us, but when that whole Haruchiyo incident happened, I created a distance between myself and Manjiro out of fear and disappointment. Then it somewhat became just me and Keisuke and it had been like that ever since then.

During the time of my fallout with Manjiro that happened after he attacked Haruchiyo, Keisuke took Manjiro's place in my life and wiggled his way into my tiny heart, making himself at home there. Even I didn't know myself when Keisuke Baji became so dear to me. Back then I would've burned the whole world down just to protect Manjiro from any sort of malice. Manjiro was everything to me and I was everything to Manjiro. But it was years ago. Time passed, things changed along with feelings, people moved on.

The fact was - my first love was Shinichiro Sano and he would always and forever have a special place in my heart, it was something that was never going to change, ever. But also at the same time, it didn't take away the fact that I was falling in love again, that I was in love with someone else who wasn't Shinichiro Sano. Things were different now. Situations around me changed along with my feelings. I had already accepted the fact that Shinichiro was gone for good and he was never coming back, that I had to move on with my life without him, that my childhood best friend, Keisuke Baji had already replaced Shinichiro in my heart. To me, my love for Keisuke was a quiet emotion that in time became part of the oxygen I needed to breathe, and so though I might feel not sure that it was there, any form of removal and the emotions would begin to choke the life out of me.

Only if Keisuke knew how wrong he was.

"You're so wrong, Keisuke..." I spoke up in a firm yet soft tone, frowning down at him while Keisuke looked at me with surprise, almost shock in his eyes. "Do you remember that one line I once told you years back when we were kids...?"

Keisuke's eyes softened once again upon hearing my question, his arms tightened even more around my waist as he leaned closer to me.

"I remember that, Nana... You and I are the fireworks in this velvet dark, the blaze that dares to light up the night... You told me that once when I lost to Mikey in a fight back then. You said you'll always have my back and that you believe in me..." Keisuke muttered out with his lips curling up into a small delicate smile.

His response made me let out an airy sigh of relief and contentment before I gently pressed my forehead against his and this action made both of us close our eyes at once as we continued to bask in each other's warmth and embrace. To me, Keisuke was like my personal drug. One touch from him and the intoxication was instant as if everything was over; it was always that way with me ever since Shinichiro passed away and Keisuke became a constant figure in my life in Shinichiro's place.

Whenever we touched one another, I could always feel electricity in my skin, hormones shutting down my higher brain. From there on in it was all passion, intense, intoxicating. Keisuke became my release, my escape, my drug. Not that I was easy, I knew well enough to avoid letting a man lay his hands on me. Yet with my chemistry with Keisuke, too many of my switches were flicked for a reverse gear to be possible. In short, I was simply smitten with Keisuke Baji to the point where all I could do was go along for the ride and pray my instincts were right.

"Just because I knew Manjiro ever since we were babies, just because I knew Manjiro longer than I had known you, doesn't mean I'll choose him over you. Let's get one thing straight. If it ever came down to you and Manjiro, I would gladly let go of him, Keisuke. I will always choose you..."

~~~~~

October 30th, 2005, 8:00 PM

"So, Chifuyu and Takemichi came to talk to you this morning, huh?" I asked the long-haired ravenette boy who was sitting right beside me in front of Shinichiro's grave before he simply hummed in response.

"Chifuyu's smart." Keisuke pointed out in a serious tone. "I knew something like this was gonna happen."

"Chifuyu's not smart, he's just perceptive. If he's smart, then I'm Albert Einstein." I countered back with a small smirk and Keisuke rolled his eyes at me in a playful manner.

Ever since Keisuke left Toman and joined Valhalla, it got difficult for me to keep in contact with him, especially talking to him in person because wherever he went he was either accompanied by Kazutora or Hanma or maybe even both of them. The only way was left to talk to Keisuke face-to-face was at school but otherwise, it was either late-night phone calls or text messages. So it was a relief for me that I was able to speak to him in open like this without anyone noticing or spying on us. On top of that, we were at the cemetery in the nighttime, so the darkness of the night played a huge role in hiding us from the naked eyes of humans.

"But you're right though... Chifuyu, Takemichi, and I went to meet Osanai at his workplace to do some digging on Kisaki." I added.

"What did you find?" Keisuke asked, furrowing his eyebrows a bit and that's when I started to spill everything to him.

"Kisaki was the one who put Osanai in the power and using Osanai, he started to instigate everything from behind the curtains. Kisaki was the one who sent his men to beat up Pah's friends and that led Pah to the edge. He used Peh for the conflict on August 3rd and he manipulated Kiyomasa to kill Ken-chan. After that, he approached Manjiro and got to his good side by bashing Osanai, saying that it was all Osanai's fault. And then in the next part, you already know what happened. Kisaki offered a deal to Manjiro regarding Pah and in exchange, he wanted the position of the 3rd Division captain." I went on while Keisuke simply stared at me with wide eyes in shock.

"Kisaki did all of that...?" he trailed off and I nodded my head at him in response.

"Not just that... Kisaki's new partner in crime is Shuji Hanma... Chifuyu and I assume that Kisaki is the one who's leading Valhalla." I added, leaving Keisuke even more shocked. "I mean think about it, Keisuke... No one knows who the Commander of Valhalla is. Hanma is the Vice-Commander and he's working with Kisaki. After everything Kisaki has done up until now, I won't be surprised if he turns out to be the leader of Valhalla as well..."

"You're not wrong though..." Keisuke muttered out, furrowing his eyebrows a bit.

After that, for a moment a comfortable silence fell between the two of us before I spoke up again.

"You know, Manjiro assigned Takemichi to bring you back to Toman..." I mumbled out and this caused Keisuke to raise an eyebrow at me. "Did Takemichi say anything to you today?"

"Now that I think about it... that twerp did say something really weird..." he trailed off in a daze and I gave him a confused look. "He said - Please make it through tomorrow alive. Please don't die. Because Nana-chan and Mikey-kun will be really sad... something like that."

First Ken-chan and now Keisuke... that's weird...

Why does it feel like Takemichi always knows that something bad is going to happen to one of us...

Like at first, he was against the whole idea of going into a conflict with Moebius...

I remember Takemichi acting really strange when I asked him why we can't fight them...

Then he was hellbound to keep Ken-chan protected from Kiyomasa during the August 3rd fight...

And now he's saying this to Keisuke... as if he knows that something bad's gonna happen to Keisuke tomorrow...

If that's what it is, then I'll definitely keep an extra eye on Keisuke tomorrow... just in case nothing bad happens to him...

"So what's your plan tomorrow?" I asked and Keisuke looked over at me again.

"Kill Kisaki." he replied in a firm tone.

"You can't be serious now." I stated, raising an eyebrow.

"I am serious, Nana." he huffed and I rolled my eyes at him.

"You'll go to jail if you literally kill Kisaki, you moron. And this will make Ryoko-san cry again." I pointed out before noticing how Keisuke's eyes softened at the sight of me.

"And you'll not?" he asked and I gave him a confused look. "You'll not cry for me if I go to jail?"

"No. Why would I cry for you? My tears are too precious to get wasted like that." I responded back sassily, causing Keisuke to let out an amused chuckle before he leaned to my side and rested his head on my shoulder.

"And here I thought you'll shade your tears for me, even if it's just a single drop." he sighed in a dramatic way, slightly shaking his head and my eyes immediately softened at his words.

I can burn down the whole world for you, Keisuke...

You're just that precious to me...

Even I don't know myself what I'll do if something bad happens to you...

So tomorrow Keisuke... better not die on me, my beloved arsonist...

"This crush I have on you, without you doing anything other than being kind, it lifted me up. I gained my own self-confidence because you thought I was worth talking to, worth being a friend to. So, whatever happens, you were adorable and the time I spent loving you so obsessively, was worth it."

- Manjiro Sano

~~~~~

19th July 2005, 10:57 PM

"So what do you wanna do, Pah?" Manjiro asked Pah-chin. "We gonna fight?"

"They're two generations above our gang." Pah-chin hesitated, keeping his head slumped down. "Toman's not gonna walk away unscathed. I'd end up making trouble for all of you guys. But I'm so pissed off, Mikey..."

"That's not what I asked. Are we gonna fight, or what?" Manjiro questioned again.

"I wanna fight! I wanna murder all those sons of bitches!" Pah-chin immediately confessed on the spot, tears whelming the corners of his eyes.

"Yeah, I figured." Manjiro stated before looking back at everyone in Toman with a huge smirk on his face. "Anyone here thinks that Pah's bud getting his ass kicked is too much trouble to deal with? Anyone scared because Pah's bud got beat up?"

Nobody said anything back. Only smiles and smirks started to form on the faces of the admins and the members upon hearing Manjiro's words.

"See? There's no one! We're gonna crush Moebius!!" Manjiro exclaimed, hyping up the crowd as Toman cheered together, each raising up a fist, all determined to get the job done, for the sake of their fallen comrade. "August 3rd! The Musashi Festival is where it's all gonna go down!"

At that moment, seeing Manjiro like this reminded me of Shinichiro for some reason. Sure both the brothers were completely opposite of one another if we compared their personalities, but when it came to their leadership qualities or leading their gangs, they were both so pretty much alike. Two years back, Toman was formed to mainly protect Kazutora and to bring down the 9th Generation Black Dragons. And ever since they won that fight, Toman expanded. It prospered. It began to rule Shibuya in totality. If Manjiro was infamous before, now his name alone could send people running away and never looking back. That was the power that Manjiro Sano held - the Invincible Mikey.

After the meeting came to an end, Manjiro, Emma, and I went back home together and when I meant home, I meant the Sano residence; the place where I had been living for almost 8 years now. Later after taking a shower and eating some dinner, I headed back straight to my bedroom to complete my homework before I could go to bed. Toman was important to me, but so was my education. Unlike others, I wanted to do my best at school and on tests. There was no way in hell I would want to fail and demolish my future in my own hands. I had my priorities checked and so that's why, no matter what happened, at the end of the day, I would always do my homework and assignments on time and study properly on regular basis.

As I was studying in my room at my table, Manjiro was lying down on my bed on his back while hugging my pillow tight on his chest.

"Some guy named Tetta Kisaki approached me the other day, Nana-chin." Manjiro suddenly spoke up.

Raising an eyebrow, I looked over at him on my shoulder with curiosity.

"Oh? Who's that? Someone you're familiar with?" I asked.

"No, I don't know him. He just came out of the blue and told me that he wanted to join Toman..." he replied and this caused me to furrow my eyebrows in confusion.

"Okay... So, then what? We can't just take anyone in our gang, whoever comes to us like that." I pointed out before turning around and looking back at my books again. "We don't even know who and what that guy is. Is he a part of any gang or something?"

"Didn't mention any..." Manjiro responded back with a shrug.

"If he ever comes to you again, just don't accept his request. Toman has already become a huge gang anyway."

"But, you know... I want to make Toman even bigger and stronger... That's my dream, Nana-chin."

"The bigger and stronger it gets, the more conflicts will occur within the team, Manjiro. Ego, power, envy, and greed - things like these will circulate around even more within the gang and will create disputes among the gang members. Some might even turn their back on Toman and betray the team. Some might misuse the power for their own selfishness like what Kiyomasa did and by selfishness, I mean from selling things like drugs and weapons to committing any sorts of crimes like underground money lending, gambling, illegal casinos, prostitution, murder, fraud, and whatnot. You never know what might happen. Sure you have the 5th Division Captain and Vice-Captain to sniff out the traitors and wrongdoers, but even so... Just don't do anything hasty under any pressure or circumstances, that's all I have to say to you..."

Silence filled the room for a good amount of time before Manjiro let out a soft, airy chuckle in response.

"I'm so glad to have you in my life, Nana-chin... Thank you..." he stated with a smile, nuzzling his face into my pillow before taking a deep breath. "Please never leave my side, Nana-chin... Ever..."

"I promised you that a long time ago, remember?" I replied, smiling as well. "And I'll keep my words, Manjiro."

A promise that didn't break till this day. A promise that I made the day his mother passed away.

~~~~~

3rd August 2005

"I... can't face the others." Peh-yan hesitated.

"Peh-yan, we all get that you did what you did for Pah-chin's sake." Mitsuya chimed in with a serious tone and Peh-yan glanced over at him. "But Peh-yan, the one who was thinking the most about Pah-chin was Draken. From that day on, Draken went with Pah-chin's parents to go visit him every single day... He knew that only relatives could actually see him, but he'd bring a gift, then he'd wait outside the whole time. That's the guy you tried to kill."

Peh-yan had never known about this. Had he did, he wouldn't have gone through with the betrayal.

"Draken..." He muttered out, breathlessly.

"You'd better apologize..." Mitsuya advised. "To Draken-kun, to Pah-chin...to everyone."

"Yeah..." Peh-yan replied, tears rolling down his cheeks.

He knew that the journey of redemption was long, but it wasn't impossible. The fact that he was forgiven anyway after ratting out his whole crew to another gang was a blessing itself.

"Welcome back, Peh-yan." Mitsuya greeted him, ending the conversation so that he could head his way out.

Those words had made Peh-yan cry tears of joy then and there. Moments like these had reminded him why he loved Toman so much. Takemichi followed Mitsuya and walked away from the spot as well and it was now just me and Peh-yan standing in the waiting room.

"I was the one who told Ken-chan not to bring Pah out of jail." I finally spoke up and Peh-yan looked over at me with teary eyes. "And it's because of different reasons - Pah wanted to turn himself in to the police and you know that too. You were there when Pah told us that, meaning Pah knows what he did was wrong. Stabbing Osanai on the back when the man was already defeated and was unconscious... what Pah did was completely uncalled for. He shouldn't have done that and you know it. Also, I wanted Pah to learn from his mistakes so that he won't repeat the same actions again in the future. And if learning from mistakes means he has to stay in jail for a year then so be it. I never had bad intentions for Pah. I want him to grow as a better person. I hope you understand now what I'm trying to say, Peh..."

Sniffling and trying to hold back more tears, Peh slightly shook his head at me.

"I-I-I understand now, N-Nana-chan..." he cried out, looking down in shame and guilt and my gaze on him softened even more.

I let out another sigh and gave a pat on his shoulder before finally walking away from there and heading outside to find Manjiro. As I wandered around the hospital, searching for Manjiro, I entered a pathway that was in the middle of a courtyard, connected to the other side of the building. I immediately halted myself on the spot when I noticed Manjiro at the corner of the yard. It seemed like he was in his own daze. I watched him slide down the wall he was leaning on until he reached the ground. And that was when his tears finally started to fall from his eyes.

"Thank goodness... Ken-chin..." Manjiro softly cried out, cupping a hand over his eyes, his voice distorted from the tears that whelmed his eyes.

And seeing him cry like this brought back sad memories once again. The time when Mrs. Sano passed away, the time when Shinichiro passed away, every single time Manjiro walked away from everyone else and shed his tears alone, all by himself. He hated to cry in front of others. He hated to show his weakness to others. He wanted to appear strong as always. Like he did just now. Manjiro sobbed quietly, conveying the fear he had resisted back in the waiting room. In his point of view, if anyone saw him so vulnerable, they might question if he really was the commander of a notable biker gang.

"Don't make me worry like that, you asshole..." Manjiro mumbled to himself, slumping his head down, his hand secured over his forehead so that his hair wouldn't get caught in his eyes.

Of course, Manjiro was worried - from the very moment when he saw Draken wounded and bloodied back at the Musashi Shrine, up until a few minutes ago. He was anxious the entire time. He lost his mother when he was around 8 years. He lost Shinichiro just a few days before his 13th birthday. The last thing he wanted was to lose Draken as well, his best friend. I then took in a deep breath and approached the Sano boy. He didn’t seem to notice the sound of my footsteps and continued to look down. I kneeled down on the ground in front of him and patted his hair, wanting him to lift his head up.

"Nana-chin...?" Manjiro mumbled out, finally looking up at me with tears in his eyes.

"You know you can cry in front of us without any hesitation..." I stated in a gentle tone, wiping the tears that were staining his face. "Showcasing sadness and anxiousness, shedding tears of joy and sorrow, crying out loud in pain, anger or in utter happiness... All of these are natural human emotions, Manjiro. It's okay to cry out loud. It's okay to show sadness and disappointment if you get hurt or in pain. It's okay if you lean onto someone close to you for support whenever you're feeling down. It's okay to show your vulnerable side to the people you trust. It's okay to feel and be human every once in a while..."

Manjiro bit his bottom lip at my words and sniffled, silently listening to my every word without uttering anything himself. Without a second thought, I gently wrapped my arms around the Sano boy and pulled him into my warm embrace, resting his head on my shoulder. Manjiro also hugged me back, tightening his grip on me while I softly rubbed his back with my hand to calm him down, reassuring him that everything was going to be okay and that I was there for him.

"You did the same thing when Aunty and Shin-chan passed away, you know... Trying to appear strong in front of others, not shedding your tears to show your weakness and vulnerability... Manjiro, it's okay if you're not feeling strong every single time. It's okay to be weak, to feel weak. It's okay to cry. You don't have to burden yourself with every load that's thrown at you. You know I'm here for you... I promised my support to you for eternity the day Aunty passed away. You can lean on me whenever you feel like it, cry on my shoulder when you're sad, lonely, and depressed... I'm here for you, Manjiro, always and forever..."

Manjiro's arms tightened around my waist even more and brought me closer to his chest where I could hear his frantic heartbeat calming down a bit.

"Thank you, Nana-chin, for everything..."

~~~~~

4th November 2005

The moment my brownish-amber eyes opened and the white ceiling of the hospital room came into my view, the pain in my abdomen slowly began to pulse throughout my entire body. I could feel the pain throbbing, and all I could do was just stay down on the hospital bed, all still and motionless. From the daylight coming out of my window, I was able to deduce that the time of the day was either the morning or the afternoon. As much as I wanted to do it, I didn't even dare to attempt to get up from the bed just in sheer fright that I might make the pain even worse than it already was.

"Ah… I want to go home..." I let out a heavy sigh tiredly thinking about what went down on 31st October. "I hope Keisuke and the others are okay..."

"Nana?! Are you awake?” a familiar feminine voice suddenly spoke up in a concerned yet relieved tone and this caused me to turn my head around to see the certain individual standing in the doorway; it was Emma.

“Hey, Emma..." I softly greeted her with a smile as she quickly walked over to my side with a bag in her hand. "Just now… I woke up. What time is it?”

“November 4, 11:50 AM..." Emma responded back before staring up from her phone screen. "You've been asleep for a while now. I'm glad you're okay. When I got the call that you were in the hospital, I dropped everything and came here to see you..."

"Oh? Is that mean you were here with me the entire time then?" I asked, tilting my head to the side.

"Of course I was! There's no way in hell I could leave you here all by yourself after knowing that you got stabbed!" Emma huffed as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Grandpa was also worried about you, you know. Every day he dropped by to visit you but you were still unconscious back then..."

“Is that so, huh...? Then I need to apologize to Gramps for making him worried sick..." I muttered and Emma chuckled at me in response.

"Just get well fast and come back home as soon as possible. That would be enough for Grandpa as an apology..." she stated before setting the bag down on a chair beside my bed. "I left about half an hour ago to get some spare clothes for you..."

"Thank you, Emma." I expressed my gratitude with a smile.

"Oh, wait! Hold on! Let me call a doctor!" she squeaked out before dashing out of the room. "I’ll be back!"

And with that, Emma left the room and I was left alone once again. Right now, I was more awake this time so I was able to actually examine the room I was in. It was a small private room, just big enough to fit the bed and a sink. On the bedside table, were two vases of red roses and a few cards and letters. Curiosity got the best of me so I reached out to one of them and brought it to my face.

Dear Nana,

I don't know where to start to be honest. Well, let me start from the very beginning then... Nana, I'm sorry that you got hurt because of me. You may not know, but it was my ultimate mission to keep you safe and protected from every danger possible, especially from Kisaki, but I failed miserably at the very end. You took that deadly stab from Kazutora all to protect me and I don't know what to feel at this moment other than shame and guilt. I'm so so sorry, Nana... Please forgive me if it's possible. I know my words of apology won't be enough, so I'm making some plans for us alone. Get better soon so we can go back to school together. When you wake up, I promise I’ll treat you to some cakes, ice creams, and peyoung yakisoba! Everything's on me, so let's make it a date, okay? See you soon and I love you.

Yours ever,

Keisuke.

"Seriously, Keisuke..." I sighed and shook my head in disbelief. "You shouldn't feel this way. After all, we were in this together... It wasn't your fault that Kazutora tried to stab and I chose to save your life... You sure are an idiot, aren't you, Keisuke...?"

While staring down at his letter, I mentally made a note to make sure to reassure him that I was okay and that he must not feel guilty for anything. Whatever happened to me on the day of Bloody Halloween, it wasn't anyone's fault other than Kisaki and Kazutora's. So Keisuke shouldn't punish himself for me getting stabbed or anything else. But above all, the fact remained that Keisuke was still alive and breathing made me feel all happy and relieved once again. After that, I started to go through all the other cards and letters on the bedside table, and funny enough, all of them were from Keisuke himself.

Ever since we were kids, Keisuke always had a problem of understanding and learning the kanji words and because he was a slow learner, I could still remember him having difficulty keeping up with the rest of the students in the class. So, to help him learn the language, back in elementary school, I once suggested to him that we should write letters to each other in pure Japanese language every single day. In short, it was my easy way and method of helping Keisuke to learn the words and language. Keisuke who was really eager to learn and improve back then eventually agreed to take help from me and from then on we started to write letters to each other on daily basis to the point where it became a sacred habit and ritual just for the two of us - a special thing between me and Keisuke that we only shared with one another and no one else. The letters we wrote to each other weren't anything special to be honest, just simple words and info on our day-to-day life or shared stories if anything interesting or unusual happened on a specific day. Sure the letters and their words were simple and childish but to us, the connection and sentiment we shared through them were pure and genuine.

"Osaki-san, I’m glad to see that you're awake."

An unfamiliar masculine voice spoke up and my train of thoughts came to a stop before noticing the doctor walking into the room with Emma behind him.

“How are you feeling right now?” the doctor asked.

"Just a bit of pain here and there… but I think I’m okay...” I replied and he nodded his head at me in response.

The doctor then wrote a few things down and did what he needed to do. He then told me the estimated date I was going to be discharged was in a week which wasn't too bad in my opinion. And then a while later, he left the room and said that I should continue to rest up.

"Where's Manjiro and the others? How's Keisuke?" I asked Emma while she took a seat on a chair beside my bed and started to peel oranges and apples for me.

"Everyone's okay so you don't have to worry about them too much for now. Mikey and Baji came by to visit you almost every day when you were still unconscious... Also, Baji's the one who brought those red roses for you if you're curious to know who're they from..." Emma informed, pointing at those two vases on the bedside table and I slowly nodded my head in understanding.

"Are they coming by today as well?" I asked and Emma shrugged her shoulders in response.

"Don't know..." she replied nonchalantly.

But surprisingly enough, both Manjiro and Keisuke did drop by to visit me at the hospital that day.

"Nana-chin!!" Manjiro yelled out as he walked through the door, making Keisuke smack the blonde boy on the head, cursing at him for yelling in a hospital.

"Don't yell and run around like a four-year-old, you friggin moron!" Keisuke snapped with a scowling face.

"Ow! Baji, what the hell!" Manjiro pouted at him with a frown and their small banter brought a smile to my face.

"Keisuke, Manjiro... great to see you guys again." I greeted them with a bright grin. "Thanks for coming by again."

And my words immediately wiped the frown away from Manjiro's face which then was replaced by a big smile before he jumped and glommed onto my frame, making me fall back-first onto the hospital bed and surely enough, his actions didn't fail to annoy Keisuke to no extent once again.

"Oi, you little shit!! Stop annoying her!!" Keisuke barked out again as the ravenette boy tried to pry Manjiro off of me, but the boy was clinging onto me like a leech.

At some point, Keisuke decided to give up on detaching Manjiro from me and just let him be.

"How have you been, Nana?" Keisuke asked, looking all happy and relieved as he took a seat on the chair beside the bed, his voice kind and soft, quite characteristic whenever he spoke to me.

"I'm doing better than before, thanks for asking..." I replied with a smile while running a hand through Manjiro's blonde hair. "I assume you guys have been doing well too?"

"Yep, peachy!" Keisuke smiled back, leaning back into the chair he was seated on.

"And you, Manjiro? What about you-" I looked over at the said boy and was about to ask a question but then suddenly he cut me off by moving away from my body and looking into my eyes with his lifeless ones.

"Nana-chin..." Manjiro began with a smile, still holding onto my hands but stopped clinging to my frame. "You know when you got stabbed... I was so scared... so, so scared... I was so afraid that my fear turned into anger..."

Manjiro then broke eye contact with me and looked down at our interjoined hands while Keisuke and I stared at him with nothing but concern in our eyes.

"And before I knew it... I was on the verge of killing Kazutora..." Manjiro continued while playing around with my fingers. "But for some reason, I don't feel guilty, I don't feel guilty at all..."

"Manjiro..." I trailed off in concern yet confusion, not knowing what to say to this.

He didn't feel guilty for almost trying to Kazutora? I mean what the hell?

I know it was Kazutora's fault and everything... but still though...

"Nana-chin..." Manjiro called out as his voice cracked in the end before raising his head slightly to peer at me through his messy blonde locks, his grip on my hand tightened even more. "Don't ever leave me, please..."

At that moment, Manjiro looked like a lost child, helplessly finding for anyone to help him.

"I can't let you leave, not like Shinichiro-Nii..." he went on, his voice quivering and this caused me to wrap my arms around him, pulling him into a bear hug. "I-I think I'll kill everyone if you do... I'm gonna hurt everyone if you leave me, so don't do it, okay?"

Never in millions of years had I thought of expecting such a confession from Manjiro. For some reason, hearing his words, I wanted to say something, anything. The second I saw his shaking form, shivering like a leaf, all I could do was pull him even closer to my body and hold him tightly into my arms. Even though tears didn't form in his eyes, he was still on the verge of breaking down at any second now. Like the rest of us, Manjiro was a 15-year-old kid, still very young to tolerate such pain and agony. And the same went for everyone else, including Keisuke as well who was also there with us in the room. I closed my eyes and held onto Manjiro, letting him rest his head on my chest and listen to my heartbeat, a constant reminder that I still hadn't left him yet.

"I would never leave you, Manjiro... I'll always be here for you and everyone else, so don't worry about it, okay?" I stated in a soft tone, running my hands gently on his back while Keisuke silently watched us from his seat.

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eungii · 3 years ago

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• ¡ vanished ? ! ft. boten

ᴛᴡ: explicit content ahead but not smut || short scenarios || angst with no comfort || female pronouns used || ooc(?) boten || sanzu;; mentions of drugs, killing someone || takeomi;; death character and mentions of pregnancy|| kakucho;; manga spoilers ||

ɴᴏᴛᴇ: I'm finally back! [This was supposed to be a valentine's gift]

꒰ MANJIRO "MIKEY" SANO ꒱ FT. FALLING OUT LOVE

You became his first love, you are his lover. You are suppose to be there. But you weren't.

He finally decided that you are not the same. The same little girl that he feel in live with him. You don't have the same pretty eyes, the same soft hair, the same perfect cute body with your body rolls. You are not the same.

"Let's break up" He dryly said while looking at the moon in the old building. "I don't care if you agree or not, you are not the same, you are now disgusting to me"

Tears fall from your pretty eyes. But they were no effect on him. Not anymore.

You didn't understand why he told you that out of the sudden. Until you remember those moments.

You took care of him since your childhood, but as the time pass he was more distant with you. His hand slapping yours when you tried to treat his wounds, his eyes looking at you with no emotions in them, his lips being far away from yours everyday. And now you get it, he never felt that "long love" that everyone talk about, not with you.

"Since when...?" With fear you finally asked him that. But what you didnt expect was his answer.

"Since the begging of it"

꒰ HARUCHIYO "SANZU" AKASHI ꒱ FT. KILLING YOU JUST FOR BEING SAFE

When he is in drugs you try to know if he's being honest or not.

All in his life, he have been a good liar. He lied to his sister, he lied to his brother, to his friends, to his coworkers and he lied to you.

"Hey, everything will be fine, right 'zu?" You asked with his hands on your ears "Yes angel, we"ll be fine"

Lie. All his "we'll be fine" are lies. Nothing was fine.

Not even your life in his hands.

"You really thought I was in love with you? Aww how cute" he said while holding his gun and pointing at you with it.

His eyes show fear, the fear of loosing you,what all he have to do is act like he killed you, right? But what if the other gang find you? Will they killed you? Will they use you as a sexual thing? No no no no... He is you savior. He need to save you.

So with the hands he used to hold your cheeks with, the hands that they used to touch your body and pointing and his favorite parts, yes with those hands we killed you.

But you are safe, and thats all that matters to him.

꒰ TAKEOMI AKASHI ꒱ FT. PAYING HIS DEBTS

Who would know that this would happen? His past was suppose to end when he decided to be another man, a man that wasn't in drugs, alcohol and more. That wasn't him.

So why are you on the ground with blood on your stomach? Why aren't you breathing and cooking him his favorite food? Why aren't you alive?

It is February 14th, the day were those in love should be on dates, on the couch and being happy. But his February 14th was not like that.

In his hands were now your blood and his son.

The son he never knew about.

꒰ KAKUCHO HITTO ꒱ FT. BEING THE REPLACEMENT

His hearth was empty after Izana's accident, he needed a safe place again. So you looked exactly like him but not exactly in the colors, your big expressive eyes, your soft hair, your way to complete your dreams, you where him.

"I'm sorry" he murmured "I did saw him in you, but never felt something" ouch, he never really loved you, your 'I love you' didnt mean to him, his kisses where only a way to keep you with him, but after that it will end the same way.

He will be alone, again.

"You know, I used to think you were nothing like him and try to fall in love with you... but I can't"

And after he finally decided to go and never come back, he said.

"Izana, I'm sorry"

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mhynvxii · 3 years ago

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KNB SCENARIO/HCDS —

Elementary GOM! + Kuroko, Momoi, Haizaki and Kagami giving you St-Valentine cards !

A/N : Happy (Belated) St-Valentine everyone ! 💞 ne Also going to write more as I will get to have my lil uni break fortunately!

Idea proposed by : lamnwar ( For some reason I can’t tag you ? But I hope destiny guide you toward it also hoping this is to your taste.)

Warning : Not proofread, attempt of humor, Kagami part is just me being a crack, Kuroko part is as short as him and Akashi part is probably having formatting problems :( Tumblr just suppress everything I‘ve wrote in the blank part when putting in draft idk about it now.

AKASHI SEIJUROU —

Everyone was pretty agitated today and Seijurou was a little surprised by all of it even he knew today is the Saint-Valentine. Integrating the elementary recently as he took classes at home before he still was unaccustomed to all the excitation and agitation that could take over a class in a special day like April fool, Christmas, Easter egg or even the Saint-Valentine at 8 year old.

« Everyone, everyone ! Call down ! We’re going to make special cards today that everyone would have to give to the person they like the most in the class, ok ? »

From what he has seen at home, the saint Valentine day was a special occasion where his mother would receive tons of flowers and refined chocolate from Paris. So he didn’t know where the card things came from as they’re supposed to be accompanying a gift but it was probably a commoner thing he has to respect to do like the other kids. Seijurou take place in the line to choose the paper he would write in and return at his seat like his comrades.

It was a white heart shaped paper for him and now he was observing how others would do their cards to make his, also remembering the assignment… it was all about doing drawing and writing nice thing for another person of this class. So he first had to choose someone if he wanted to get done and somehow something in him pushed him to choose you. Maybe it was the cute bandana you had in your hair, maybe it was because he remembered you smell like strawberries but he decided of it and he was quite pleased with his choice : you were his favorite classmate even if you didn’t knew it or at least yet.

He writes traditional Japanese in the front page of the card about how nice was your smile, French poesy in the back about how glad he was to had meet you. But once he have to fill the card with drawing it’s a whole another story, his refined writing skills going to trash when it will come to drawing : He never learnt somehow, it wasn’t necessary at home and at school they weren’t doing this no more because of how late he joined. Now he was in that embarrassing situation having to do just to try, just to not let awful blank. But even little flowers look ugly by him.

He watch his disaster with distance as he finishes it. Willing to dump it in the ben but his teachers apparently decided of something else and ask everyone to now give their cards to each other’s.

How surprised you were to receive Akashi’s as like a lot of person you did a card for him as well but you didn’t know if you had to cry instead of being happy because you thought he was mocking you and insulting writing in a language you don’t understand even in what was supposed to be Japanese. Only words who could have bad connotations you recognized and despair filled you up once you saw a -really- ugly drawing of you with flower in the hands and hair. You’ll never know if it was because he was tired or just because he was trolling why instead of to draw as well in the second page he decided to write a pun on here with a messy handwriting and the traces of multiples erased attempts :

« You’re one in a melon ! I need s’more friends like you :) »

KISE RYOUTA —

On his path to go to school, Kise felt super excited knowing it was the Saint-Valentine. He would always receive plenty of chocolates and funny letters to read from girls crushing on him and his ego would just multiplicate by 3. It didn’t had enough of it at this time, his fan club still being human sized but this time maybe he was excited by something else, something much more interesting… You.

He didn’t know if it was the way your voice would sound when you laugh, the way he would always have fun whenever he would pick you in his team in sport class or even if it was your pretty eyes and smile but something in you made him develop feelings. When he would sit beside you he just felt great, cool, relaxed you name it but it was like he wasn’t on earth for a moment…

Would you give him a card ? Chocolate ? or even better confess ? Because he was capable to do all of this.

When time has come to make the cards in class, Ryouta would negotiate the best color paper cards with your classmates. He picked night blue for you and seduced another classmate to get them to gift him their gold color pen, yes gift him. It was his now. And finally sitting at his place he started to get the work done, focusing on having a nice handwriting and avoiding errors.

Basically everything nice he would see being done in the class he would copy to put in yours but he took care to make it personal so it was just inspired work. Well it was indeed until he got to draw and it became chaotic work, he knew he wasn’t able to draw very nicely but eh this was probably the most awful art he has done and he refused to acknowledge it. « The drawing is nice » he forced himself to believe. Would you be able to tell it was you ?

He didn’t had any time left to ask someone to draw something good for him, it was playing break and he had to give you your card.

« Don’t forget kids : During St-Valentine we gives chocolate and cards to let know people we loves that we loves them, ok ? »

In the snow, with their scarf and big coats, all kids were playing to all sort of childish game when some would execute the assignment their teachers gaves them, especially Ryouta admirers. What slowed him down to reach your group of friends, he had to give his all to dismiss them all politely and run to you with a huge smile on his face. His grin was contagious so you smile as well once you saw him for no reason and turn toward him curious about what he could be here in front of you. You were part of the pure kids who would give their card to a friend of yours just to make sure your friends do not have nothing but here you were with zero cards in hands, flower or chocolate.

And you didn’t believe Ryouta was here to give you one, he wasn’t part of your group but he was a good friend and classmate.

All the white surrounding both you highlight how your cheeks would be affected by the cold and your cute facial traits. The scenery is pretty.

« Hey Y/n ! I made this just for you, take it ! »

Your expression can’t hide how much you’re shocked as Ryouta hand his card to you but if only it would stop there…

« PFF, GET OUT THE WAY ! I’m the one who made a card for them, not you ! Accept mine, Y/n !!

– EEEH ? NO MINES IS BETTER ! AND WHO EVEN ARE YOU DO YOU EVEN KNOW Y/N ?! »

It was a kid in one upper class higher who had a crush on you and you couldn’t understand how as you never saw him before and let aside talk to him… Now he was fighting with Ryouta to confess and you didn’t know what to do, so stunned by all the idiocy and the novelty of the situation. It was the kind of stuff Ryouta would assist to not you…

« Uhm… I don’t know you ? »

Just this sufficed to make the senpai sad, his eyes all full of water even if you just stated a fact. He gives you his card and run somewhere probably crying as you’re just confused. What have even done to him ?

« What a weird person… Ruining all my preparations like this… Anyway just wanting to let you know I think you’re really pretty and very nice, I like you a lot, Y/N..! Uhm and… I also have chocolate with me ! Happy St-Valentine ! »

He says, arranging his hair and scarf because of the physical part of the « argument ». Before to let you enjoy alone his gift and also not be caught by his admirers here he show you his all teeth smile full of confidence and warm like the Sun and run away to hide the red taking all over his cheeks.

You’re smiling already reading the first sentence of his card.

« You’re berry cool ♡ !! ( >ω<)♡(>ω< ✿) Do you want to be my valiant tiny ? »

At this time you were too young to see the lame levelness of this pun.

AOMINE DAIKI —

Aomine learnt about the St-Valentine concept at school and even then he needed Momoi help to fully understand it. Why would he be crafting heat shaped card if he didn’t had a lover ? A boy like him could never just fall under such a disgusting thing like love, people in love tends to act all lovey-dovey, overly affectionate and it’s like they change their whole personality… Just watching his parents kiss repulse him like a lot of young boys, Daiki is a kid of action ! And the only person he would propably marry was his basketball, wich was not a person.

« Daiki, I know there is that someone you might like in the class, isn’t it ? What about Momoi ? »

Daiki face express clearly his distaste to the idea, letting his tongue out he just say «erk, never again, miss. I’m not gonna marry such a crybaby. » and he return to his pouting, defending his right to not participate in the event meanwhile everyone is having fun making their cards. The teacher is desperate.

« Maybe think about your friend in other class ? I’m sure there is someone Daiki ! You must have a comrade dear to you, most unique than others… With who do you play in the court ? »

Daiki, do not want to think about who, pretty sure that nobody he could play with could be that special person his teacher is mentioning and then Momoi got to their table.

« Daiki is being annoying again, isn’t he miss ? But I can tell who’s Daiki lover !! I know them !!

– Hey Satsuki, stop lying I would never be in love, it’s disgusting ! Are you crazy ?! »

The two childhood friends look in each other’s eyes, defying themselves. The teacher standing here is completely distraught… She never had so much problems pushing a kid to participate in a St-Valentine events and never in her career she saw two friends defying each other’s like this at such a young age.

« He likes Y/n a looooot ! He find them beautiful and nice, he told me he likes whenever they would play with us and bring their mom plates !

– …!!!! I… It’s completely false ! They’re cool but I don’t like them like that duh ! They’re just a good friend !

– I don’t belieeeve yooouuu, Daiki is just a liar ! »

The two keep arguing until the teacher bring a blank card and pens for Aomine to write something nice for you. He’s stuck into this now.

« But what I will write anyway in it ? This is so weird to do things like this when I can talk to them directly.

– You’re sure, Dai-chan ? You’re gonna confess ?

– STOP BEING AN IDIOT SASTSU’ !!! THERE IS NO CONFFESION TO DO !!

– BUT YOU JUST ADMITED YOU LIKE THEM !!

– Come on you two, don’t yell at each other’s like this ! And Daiki making that card is important, your friend could always remember that they’re dear to you with that card ! If you just talk to them it’s good but isn’t it nice to have a pretty nice souvenir made by hands too ? »

Daiki whine à little before getting to craft his card but do it anyway, doing the assignment like he feel it. Momoi who has been searching for a pink pen return to his table probably to annoy him and she did.

« Look at my pretty card, do you think my friend will appreciate it ? »

He read what she wrote, laughing because of the stupid pun in it. Were they supposed to put things like it in it ? It’s somewhat fun but also so embarrassing…

« Your card is super ugly.

– Thanks. If you say it’s ugly it mean it’s pretty because you got no taste !

– Delusional a little ? Anyway how do we do stupid puns like yours ? »

Satsuki explain to him and help him find idea just to finally write this :

« How did the phone propose to his girlfriend… he gave her a ring. » « Olive you. »

Daiki wish he could ascend to another planet but he had to give it to you as time was running out. With his paper flower he gives you his card at the end of the day, also proposing you to play with him tomorrow in the park at the school gates.

From all people you never thought Daiki would give you anything but this whole day because of that stupid crush of yours on him, you waited, shyly holding your own card for him. Now was time for you to be courageous as well.

Both of you laugh reading the dumbs jokes but you had to ask him where is your ring because « isn’t he a phone ? » making him a blushing mess while Momoi was mocking him just behind.

« I olive you too. » you say.

And he can’t no more hide to himself how nice it feel to fall for you and this disgusting love. And apparently he can’t hide it from your parents and his as well now.

MOMOI SATSUKI —

Satsuki prepared everything from home, to the chocolate from the card, she took the event very seriously like the only viable occasion for her to try to make you her lover. Her mom was aware of it, Daiki mom was aware of it… The teacher is quite amused by how prepared she is and look at her student sitting during the whole activity as she already has done everything.

One would thought she would be helping others making their own cards or play with her friends but during the whole activity she had to look at you anxiously, trying to see if you were planning to give your card to her when at the same time she doesn’t want to ruin the surprise for herself. She wore her favorite green dress and white boots, Satsuki wanting to appear the more cutesy she has even been wear also funny hairpins in her hair, shaped like strawberries and cherries. What does lead Aomine to mock her as she is almost jumping in her chair from impatience.

« How embarrassing to be in love, erk ? Are you planning to marry them ? Who even are they ?

– Uh ! Who did even ask you anything Dai-chan ? You’re too little to know anything about marriage and love anyway.

– you’re just few months older than me don’t think it makes you better than me !!! See I’m taller than you and like by far !!

– It’s because you’re a cheater, My mom said you drink all the growing milk and soup in our house so I remain short and there is not any soup or milk left for me !!! and I don’t care anyways let me alone– EH DON’T TOUCH MY CHOCOLATES !

– But I am hungry and to who it could be for beside me ??! And Your mom is just lying to you to make you feel better.

– ITS FOR Y/n!!! »

So angry, Satsuki say it so loud everyone hear including you, she becomes a cherry mess when Daiki just shrugged and try to search for that Ryouta popular blonde who probably has chocolate too. Once she saw you looking in her direction, Satsuki try to hide under her table but don’t see the smile in your face. You didn’t finish your card but the essential of your message was here and now you really wanted to talk to her, it was for her anyway.

« Satsuki, there is no need to hide… I think everyone know it anyways. »

The pink haired girl get out of her obvious hiding place just to hands you her chocolate like a bunny would pop off its hole and she stands there shyly also giving you her card in hand.

« Happy st-Valentine Y/n, I lava you. »

She say at the same time you read the front page.

« I would pop a corny question : Would you be my valentine ? » « I lava you. »

Also handing you a rose, she smile greatly making your heart race a little bit faster.

« It’s going to melt, if it stays like this, eat the chocolates… but if only if you want to, of course ! »

Sweet, it felt like a cloud in the mouth and you can’t believe how nice it is.

« My mom helped me doing it, one can say I’ve been trying too hard but I really want to make you feel happy in that special day. y/n. you’re very dear to me and I think I love you, like lovers in love stories ! »

MURASAKIBARA ATSUSHI —

« Chocolate ? »That’s all inspired Atsushi the Saint-Valentine but everything else ? No thanks, he’s not interested. Watching as everyone is giving their all making the cards only annoys him as he don’t get the point of it but once he saw you actively trying to make your card thingie with care intrigued him. Of all people he wouldn’t except you to put so much effort in such insignificant festivity and all of that for who ? Atsushi can’t help but feel a little jealous but now he’s just watching you doing your own thing.

Maybe the St-Valentine was really a good event but it wasn’t something he could grasp the concept ? Seriously… Murasakibara thinks and thinks but just can’t but because there is there some chance that the card you’re making is for him maybe he should too get to work. But what to put in it ? He don’t know, he just do like everyone else and think about a joke to break the awkward glass that this kind of situation can create. A pun from him…

« Donut forget you’re a good friend ! » « I may like you like a maiobou »

It was nice for Atsushi and he left that to it not making the effort to draw much. When time came for everyone to give each other’s cards he would watch how people dared to go your way and gives their lovely paper words to you, some even having perfuming it but you would never give them something in exchange fortunately. Why was he thinking like that ? He just wanted you to not feel like he forget about you like a good friend would do because you two were friend but now…

Maybe it has something more to it… when you two would be playing in the court with Pokemon cards or wrestling stars he felt good. Maybe he liked to share his snacks with you for another reason than you’re really nice and calm to have around ? Maybe it was because you would smell like candies on occasion or you would share with him your favorite bds and he liked them all ?

But what was sure was that that something made him feel cautious, nervous making his big palm sweating. He was intimidating by his height but Atsushi never remembered you watching him weirdly or being scared yet he was afraid to make you uncomfortable or anything weird by giving his card to you. Is it a joke ? At the start he was just doing it for your own well being.

« Y/n-chin, Do you want to be my valentine ? »

He didn’t know he did say this with a straight face but as you say yes and handle him a box of chocolates it’s like he is in heaven.

« How did we get from a donut forget you’re my friend from if I can be your valen-tiny, Atsushi ? »

You said jokingly but he just got all flustered.

« I know it is a lame pun but I seriously couldn’t have done any better in the moment Y/n-chin… Stop teasing me about it.

– Don’t be mean to me… You wrote that you like me like a maioubou, do you get upset when eating a maioubou ?

– You’re-… You’re getting on my nerves Y/n-chin… stop… stop it ! »

KAGAMI TAIGA —

« You’re a Dino-mite » « You’re the burger to my fries » « Bee my valentine »

Kagami is embarrassed by his lames jokes, at first it was just the assignment the teacher gave them all to do but as he was still learning to properly write in English making puns in the language was kind of hard knowing that the pun he would think of in Japanese were not always translatable in English or just not themed in St-Valentine like he must do. And then he saw Himuro card, well written, really good looking even if it was a stupid assignment that most of the class won’t take seriously and he got competitive. And now here is confronted to his inability to make great jokes but can he do even any better ?

« What about I rap it ? Do you think it will do ?

– Yeah why not ? I am sure Y/n would like it.

– But isn’t she fan of Beyoncé ?

– You know how to sing in an RnB style ?

– No but I…

– Then rap. Everyone like Eminem, see ? So I’m pretty sure they like rap if you don’t feel like rapping and really want to stick to RnB then try to imitate the Destiny Child’s. »

If Himuro was setting him up, he didn’t know but it was definitely failing logic here but he followed it now wanting to impressing you more than satisfying his teacher demand. Kagami didn’t get Himuro sarcastic tone and get to work on a rap, choosing a beat and putting it in a mp3 to be able to play it in school. The St-Valentine morning he even has sunglasses on his face with baggy pants and a rose between his teeth. God forbid him to be so dumb at almost 10 yo but maybe it was all because of you this whole dumbery.

He has fell hard for you it has been a while now that he could consider you like a long crush, once he got to be in elementary school with you in fact all of this started but he never mustered the courage to admit he felt different around you, in another way than friendship would allow. He was all nervous and blushing while raping « You’re the fries to my burger, the salad to my steak, the salt to my pepper. Y/n please bee my Vailant tine ! »

And Himuro couldn’t hold a shit when watching this, you not knowing how to react to anything happening.

HAIZAKI SHOGOU —

Haizaki hated St-Valentine, it wasn’t because of how much cringe he found his mom during that neither because of the awful show that would be on Tv instead of his favorite anime but because he would get no cards at school.

He was mean, aggressive and except the group of dangerous idiots he would play with, few of his comrade were courageous to stand really long beside him making him unappreciated. Mostly by the opposite gender even if occasionally some girls would fall for his bad boy persona. But even him, just by ego, would like to receive a card.

« Shougo, if you don’t do anything it’s completely normal that no one would give you anything in exchange.. come on now! If you maybe write something nice about the person you like they would make something for you as well tomorrow! Start making your card now so you don’t have to do anything at home.

– Who said I even want a card ! I don’t care, all the girls here are ugly, they look like pigs and smell like my farts ! »

It’s not even useful to say he has been punished for his words but it was the usual for him anyways. Instead of staying still in the corner of the class he go talk with his crew just to see they’re all doing card like the teacher said and he felt betrayed. Love is for weak they all said five minutes ago but now they were all making these stupid cards and drawing hearts ?

« Listen Shougou, I think like you but I don’t want to be punished you know ? I don’t want the teacher to make a report to my dad again…

– Ugh but what if we don’t want to celebrate this stupid party, she’ll the one not respecting the rules you can defend yourself with that.

– Anyway, it’s already late and.. I really want to give my card to this girl… There must at least one you find pretty, isn’t it ?

– Ugh… nah, they look like dead fishes. »

Even his friends sighs, tired by his lack of objectivity.

« So who’s the less ugly of them all..? »

He’s looking at the class, seriously giving his opinion this time, okay maybe he has been lying for one person but how embarrassing to even admit anything. It was obviously you who got him returning on his words but if he was completely honest he would say that it was not today he found your hair good looking and your face agreable to see. He always found you really pretty.

« Maybe… Y/n, she look like… A dandelion flower, but the ones who smell like dog piss. »

But he still didn’t had the occasion to talk you much so he don’t know if you found him scary or cool. Shougo return at home in his thoughts, questioning himself but also trying to find if it was even worth it to risk a punition if he can just make that stupid card for you. What would it cost him anyways ? Even if you don’t like him he couldn’t care less because all other day of the year he know he’s freaking cool !

He take some pen and start writing on some random paper a little dirty on side because of his biscuits. He writes quickly and draw things he thinks appropriate for a St-valentine or rather things he like like cars, airplanes and other boy stuff. He tried to draw Naruto but he did look like nothing like him.

If you would appreciate his gesture he didn’t know and it kinda made him feel nervous but when time has come to give you your card he make it seem like it was nothing. You were quite surprised to receive something from him even if you didn’t had anything prepared for him in exchange as you barely talked to him before, just knowing he was a trouble maker you didn’t had the energy to follow around in dumbassery but oh well it could have been a worst admirer : or at least you thought once you read the front page.

« I don’t like you or anytheing butt you’re kinda cut some hoe.»

Because it has been made at home, obviously no one took the time to watch for their languages mistakes but Shougo…

He must be trolling right ? You can’t tell as he is smiling like an idiot and you swap that smile on his face by slapping him so fiercely.

MIDORIMA SHINTAROU —

Shintarou was far from being forced to do these cards or at least not really, he was watching the Tv with his dad when Oha asa predictions came during a film break what was unusual but not the most relevant detail, it said Cancers are the most unlucky sign for st-valentine and to break all misfortune they had to be honest with their feelings for once : showing genuine affectionate for persons they love. How embarrassing it was to be looked by his father and having to admit he does appreciate some peoples besides his family and having to sort out your name from his mouth so loudly and publicly for his father to help him.

Fortunately they had some extra st-valentine chocolate box in the fridge somehow and cartoned paper for Shintarou to express all he have to say. It was with a mischievous smile his father let him go to school while he was all nervous and a chaotic walking mess. He must not hide from you for him to not get strike by evil misfortune but it was also so hard to collect the courage to confess anything to you as even yesterday he was mocking the st-valentine.

« Too much chocolate is bad for your health anyway.. »

He said to his friends, in that well known presumptuous tone of his. Then here is in front of you now, the person no one would ever have suspected Shintarou to have a crush on because of how mean, arrogant and competitive he would be with you.

He admired your intelligence, the way how you would always look cool no matter the situation and cleaner than other kids who amuse themselves by sniffing floor and stuff. He liked how your friends would braid your hair and how it would highlight your face making you seem elegant and by gratitude you would put flowers in their hair. It was also the way you can speak so clearly and like a grown up sometimes just like him. Having multiples interests and things to say… Just the right person but he was not prepared to things like crushes yet even at 10. He was too reserved and uninterested by it because of basketball…

« Y/n, please accept this… »

Was the only words he managed to mutters as you have to see his flustered expression behind his glasses, you spot his all red ears and laugh a little until you can read what is in written in the card.

« I think you’re compatible with Cancers ? » « I really carrot about you. I love you a whole watt.»

Scared, you start trembling a little, not knowing to what he was referring by « cancers » if it was what you thought : not only you developed cancer but multiples ? You will die tomorrow ??! You started crying not knowing how to feel about it but cried even harder once you remembered Shintarou’s dad is a doctor.

« Y/n… Is there something wrong..? »

He genuinely don’t know what is happening and try to comfort you like he can by hugging you but then everyone came and cried out loud you two are marrying what led into a marriage ceremony… Shintarou wanted to stop all of this but everyone was throwing snow at y’all wishing both of you happinesses and organizing the ceremony.

« We’re not getting married ? What is all of this ?

– Shht. I’m the mayor and I decided you two are getting married on St-Valentine, alright ?

– Shintarou please marry me, I need to be married before I die…

– Die ???!

– You wrote I have cancer in my card ? »

Were you not so smart as he thought or were you just unfamiliar with astrology ? he felt his soul leaving his body now having to clear the misunderstanding after going through your marriage.

KUROKO TETSUYA —

« to Y/n : What you call a vampire sweetheart’s ? His ghoul-friend »

Said Kuroko with a mic in the hands, their teacher ordered them all to write St-Valentine cards but instead of everyone offering their gift to their cherished person they decided to organize a stand up for everyone to publicly announce their crush to be more original. Pushing Kuroko in that awkward situation in wich he had to say your name first and then read the composent of his card.

« You’re the Apple to my heart. »

What was sure was that he didn’t lack of precense now , but his puns… How he wish all of this would be private like it should have been. His pale skin is just red now as he look into your eyes while reading what was supposed to be funny poetry full of anime references as he know you’re fan of this, like him.

« Please bury me alive now »

He says as he quit the scenery and that he have to face you.

« Don’t worry Kuroko. My card is almost as embarrassing. » you told him but you’re pretty sure you didn’t reach his level or at least you hope.

« But if you want to know, I really liked the ghoul joke. Am I your vampire sweetheart ? »

You thought it was smooth but you get all flustered seeing Kuroko smile and trying to hide his little laugh. How ingrate of him when you were trying to share a little of his shame.

Kuroko didn’t knew from how long he felt those butterflies in his stomach when he was around you and it wasn’t important to him to know but now he felt even more great knowing that you two were caring of each other’s and close enough to dedicate each other’s card to the other making him feel unique and appreciated. How he wish that instead of ridiculizing himself in front of everyone he would have been doing cute and agreable poesy for you to fully get that he was not just being nice an polite but genuinely sharing his feelings.

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kanjukucompany · 3 years ago

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【A3! Translation】 White Day 2022 (Home Lines)

SPRING TROUPE 🌸

Sakuya: “I made a bouquet out of origami. I’d be happy if you accepted it along with the sweets I gave you in return.”

Masumi: “It’s a thank you cake… Omi taught me. I made it with all of my love for you, so eat it.”

Tsuzuru: “Since it’s White Day, I made some fried rice using lots of spices as a gift. It tastes good, trust me.”

Itaru: “This is Director-san’s usual exclusive return gift… It’s tickets to that play you wanted to see. Wanna go with me?”

Citron: “Oh-! So much sweet shrimp sushi! Is this thanks for Valentine’s? Thank you, Director.”

Chikage: “For your return gift, why don’t we go to a curry shop tonight? My treat, of course.”

SUMMER TROUPE ☀️

Tenma: “This is thanks for last month. Director, you drink alcohol quite a bit, right? ….Because, I made you some fresh rum chocolate.”

Yuki: “I’m giving you this. I saw some sewing patterns that would suit you, so I made them. Use them if you want.”

Muku: “I found some macarons with a gentle flavor, like Director-san. Please take them if you’d like.”

Misumi: “As a thank you for last month, I’m giving you these beautiful triangles! Kazu said you can wear them on your ears~!”

Kazunari: “Alrighty, here ya go. I made sure to pack all my LOVE for Director-chan into it, it’s grown since last year ♪”

Kumon: “Here, your return gift! I figured you’d love these cupcakes since they’re so cute.”

AUTUMN TROUPE 🍂

Banri: “Your return gift, some crepe suzettes with orange sauce. Aren’t they delicious?”

Juza: “My return gift for last month, please take it. This is my favorite candy right now. I wanted Director to try it too.”

Taichi: “My Valentine’s day return gift! Madeleines…. Wait, are you looking up the significance of madeleines now!?”*

Omi: “Thank you, and here’s my return gift. Haha, I knew we’d be exchanging gifts again… I’m looking forward to next year’s.”

Sakyo: “…You still don’t get it, do you. I’m going to tell you exactly how I feel. Give me a bit of your time.”

Azami: “Here, my return gift for last month. It’s called kohaku-kan. It looks really beautiful, I think you’ll enjoy it.”*

*there’s a french saying that associates madeleine cakes with fond memories.

*japanese sweet, basically amber-colored jelly made with brown sugar

WINTER TROUPE ❄️

Tsumugi: “Thank you for the return gift. Actually, I prepared a cupcake for you, too… Will you accept it?”

Tasuku: “What’s this…? Oh, right, today’s White Day. Thanks. ….Should I give you something in return?”

Hisoka: “Is this marshmallow bavarois..? I’m pleased to see it even has marshmallows on top. Thank you.”

Homare: “This is… your return gift. Thank you, Director-kun. In return, I shall brew you the most wonderfully delicious cup of tea.”

Azuma: “Thank you for the return gift. Is this… marron glacé? These would go well with wine. Would you like to share them?”*

Guy: “Thank you, I’ll treasure this. I should give you something in return… How about we go somewhere or on our next day off?”

*candied chestnuts

BACKSTAGE CREW 🎬

Matsukawa: “Hm hm hm… ♪ D-Director!? I’m still working on my thank-you-for-the-chocolate song, so please wait!”

Tetsuro: “This is… my return gift… for this year…. You… like it…? ….I’m glad….”

Akashi: “Here, my return gift… I like soft foods, so… I recommend these mini steamed buns.”

Rento: “Here ya go, my thanks for last month’s gift. I picked out this melon bread assortment myself. As for what to pair it with… it’s gotta be milk.”

Sakoda: “Thanks for all your hard work, Director-neesan! Here’s a little something in return, to show my appreciation for all your efforts!”

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tooweirdforyou · 4 years ago

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So, I did some thinking.

I know, it’s only the next day but I thought a lot.

I’m not going to expand this blog. I’ll keep it solely One Piece. Other than the small KnB drabbles I’ve been making due to my Akashi Anon who sends them in, I won’t write anything else.

I am going to interact with people as they come, try to anyways since not many people come talk to me which I don’t mind. The peace is also nice.

I won’t be ranting about my life too much anymore on here, thanks to that anon, I’ve realized that it’s wrong to be so comfortable on this platform with people I’ve never met. Thanks to them.

I did intend on taking bit of a break but winter break is next week and I figured I might just rest then and maybe post a few here and there, I don’t know.

Plus, my Valentine’s event drops tonight and I want to be able to do that, it’s been queued since the end of December. Clearly I was really excited for it lol.

I’m not really feeling bad about it anymore, I did some reflecting on how I’m acting and I spent the rest of the day focusing on my work, sleeping and listening to OLD KPOP songs from Block B, BigBang, EXO and much more- the nostalgia was nice.

I appreciate the many support and advice I’ve received and I’m not going to respond to them, but trust me, I’m keeping them to reread over and over. It was really sweet and I actually teared up at some of them.

Seriously, it really made me feel better and nice after this and big thanks to the people who wished my father a great recovery and congratulated him.

Side note: he’s able to drive now and go places now. And thank you for the early birthday wishes, haha.

Thank you so much for all the support and love you all have given me and I’m really happy to be on Tumblr and met very kind people. From my first supporter up to 700s is incredible in itself and I deeply appreciate it.

Thank you for everything. I’m better and I’m okay. I’m happy to hear that I have such strong and amazing supporters having my back and it means a lot.

I did this during class and a test- it’s not good lol

#thank you so much to these people #vemuabhi #kaizokuwritings #quartermera #burnthoneymint #kaku lover #kotachii #b anon #anon #x mksa #ruki anon #mangekyuou #whisplion #just a peanut here #roronoatrash #I love you all 🤍🥺#if I missed you I’m sorry—#I love you as well #tysm <3

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paradise-creator · 4 years ago

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Amorette's gift: Valentines

To: @necr0misis

My dearest, Eve

You are so much more to me than you know. You are my sun, my universe, my love, and my angel. I love you, I love you so much that words can’t describe how much I feel. The darkness of the world seems to disappeared whenever I see your smile. You are in my mind all the time and I don’t want you to leave. I love you and I feel like I don’t say it enough. You are so special to me that even words can’t describe it.

Happy Valentine’s Day, my love!

I hope you don’t mind me adding this to my letter. However, let’s go on a date later, okay? It’s a surprise so make sure you keep on your toes. My angel, you are amazing, and please, continue being you.

Love,

Keiji

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Once you arrived at school, the black-haired male was waiting for you. “There you are, my angel,” Akashi then said as he placed his hands in yours and kissed your forehead. He then kissed your hand and chuckled. He then pulled out a bracelet and placed it on you. “Now let’s get going, school’s about to start,” He added as he smiled at you.

#Akaashi Keiji #haikyuu!!#haikyuu #Keiji #Akaashi #Valentines letter #Ocean's Friend: Eve

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tastytatsu · 5 years ago

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KnB Valentine’s Day Challenge 2020 Day 2

Day 1 was full of gems and it’s such a treasure trove after coming into this fandom so late *cries*

Thanks for all the love on Day 1, friends! Happy Valentine’s!

Note: this is the first one I wrote after looking at the prompts! Takao, my first love 😍

Day 2: Pillow/Are you wearing my shirt? (Takao x FemReader)

When you walk into your room with a towel wrapped around your wet hair, the sight waiting inside makes you freeze.

You can’t believe it’s almost your third Valentine’s with the idiot in front of you.

The idiot in question has a finger against his pouty lips, and he’s making a horrible rendition of popular modelling poses in magazines. But that’s not what’s stopped you at your door.

Opaque white lace strains against his arms, and the collar on his neckline is gaping wide. Whatever buttons that have managed to close only reach to his chest, and there’s so much skin exposed, you’re equal parts repulsed and fascinated.

“Don’t I look good, Shin-chan?” He’s asking someone. “I look cute.”

It’s not until he turns to face you, that you notice two things.

One: He’s on video-call.

And, two: “Kazu. Are you wearing my shirt?”

“What. The––Takao.”

For a moment, you can’t tell who’s speaking. You, or the green-haired boy on the phone?

You both speak at the same time, and Takao turns to you as if he’s finally noticed you enter your room.

“This is what happens when I leave you alone in my room for fifteen minutes?” You ask.

He’s grinning, no sign of shame on his face. He’s still pulling poses in front of his phone camera. You hear a sigh echo from the phone.

“Takao. You interrupted our game for this?”

The word our catches your attention and you move closer to Takao to peer at his phone screen.

Shin-chan’s not alone. Pink hair peeks from the corner of his screen and you hear the soft clacks of pieces on a shogi board. Akashi makes an amused sound somewhere in the background.

You glance at Kazu from the corner of your eyes and echo Midorima’s sigh earlier.

He pretends not to see your frown, and instead raises one arm to flex. The lace struggles against his biceps, and he sends another pout at the camera.

Midorima’s responding disgust is audible.

You’d have told Kazu off for ruining your shirt, but the pose looks so ridiculous in your flowy lace top that you can’t help the laugh that bursts from your lips.

“Kazu. Stop,” you put a hand on his arm to emphasise your words since your tone is far from it.

Your boyfriend turns to you, and this time the pout is not put on.

“Don’t I look good? I think I do, don’t I?”

You laugh again, and he actually looks upset now.

“Yes, yes. Sure, you do. Now, take my shirt off. You’re stretching it out.”

“Are you calling me fat?” He’s affronted, but the knot above his eyebrows has relaxed and he’s placed his phone down on your desk to take your shirt off.

You bite your lip to stop your smile from growing into more laughter, and even he can’t help cracking up.

“No, I am,” Shin answers from the phone, his tone dry and unamused. “And you’re also an idiot. I’m hanging up.”

“Wait,” Kazu’s voice is muffled and he struggles against the lace before you help him. When his arms and head finally clear from the top, he picks up his phone again.

Midorima’s face is waiting on the screen, and he looks unimpressed.

“Are you two free for dinner? We’re grabbing burgers at MJ’s. Join us!”

Takao has already asked you earlier if it was okay with you, and you can’t help but smile at the eagerness in his voice. He’d been feeling like he hadn’t spent as much time with Shin lately, and the last thing you want is to get in the way of the boys’ friendship.

Midorima sighs in reply, and although a year or two earlier, you’d have taken it for reluctance and an impending rejection, Kazu only trudges on.

“Okay, we’ll meet you at the station at seven, then! See you! See you too, Akashi!”

Akashi’s smooth reply is polite, and Takao grins. The call ends, and you watch as he stares at his phone before he turns to you.

“He sounded okay, right?” He asks.

You saw this coming ever since ‘our’, and you step forward to put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. “More than okay, I think he’s having fun with Akashi. You don’t need to worry so much, I don’t think.”

That only makes his frown curve deeper. And you realise there’s more to the ‘our’ than that.

“Kazu,” you call, and his gaze on the floor snaps upward to yours.

His smile lifts into a grin when he catches the concern in your eyes. “Yeah, he’s fine.”

You shake your head and lift your other hand to his other shoulder. “He is. But this is about you.”

His shoulders fall under your touch. “Is it that obvious?”

You laugh. “No. But I know you. And I think your jealousy is cute.”

He sighs, and black strands of hair fall onto his forehead.

“Hey,” you say, and he looks up at you again with a wry smile. “What you and Shin have was earned through mutual trust and respect. You guys are great friends. Him being friends with Akashi again doesn’t make that all disappear.

“That’s something I love about you–that you try your best to be whatever you can in everyone’s lives–but you can’t be everything to someone. Not even to Shin. But that doesn’t mean you mean any less to him now.”

It takes him a moment, but the downward pull of the corner of his lips slowly upturn and he removes your hands with a gentle smile.

“You’re right,” he grins once he’s done. “Except for one thing.”

You blink at him.

“You can be everything to someone,” his arm snakes around your waist and pulls you into his bare torso. “You are. To me.”

It’s so sweet, but also so sappy, and your nose crinkles. “Gross.”

“But I’m your Valentine anyway,” he says and you feel his smile on your lips.

Bonus line: When you both part, he reaches up a hand to the towel falling off your head. “Let’s get you dried up! I want burgers!”

I don’t know why that bonus line was just in my head. I just love the idea of any of the KnB characters helping any of their S/Os dry their hair, especially if their s/os are one another 😍And Takao would most definitely do it because he wants to hurry to meet up with Shin-chan and burgers!

Thank you @vanilla-daydreams and @theuglycrybaby for this challenge and the wonderful prompts again!

#takao #takao kazunari #kazunari #takaoxreader #takao x reader #reader insert #knb imagines #knb #imagined #scenarios #kuroko no basuke #knbvdaychallenge2020 #drabbles

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bubziles · 5 years ago

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Day one: Chocolate (Akashi and Aomine)

“Waiting for your friend who’s always late made you crave for chocolates. As you crave for it, You start to talk to yourself about how much you love and want it, The guy next to you heard it and offered you chocolate.”

Akashi

‘I’m going to be late today! Please wait for me at the park!’

You frowned. You have been waiting for her for one hour, You left your house without eating anything since you were going to eat out anyways.

“Fuck.” You mutter. The guy next to you suddenly looks at you confused,“Oh sorry! I’m just stressed out.” You apologised.

“It’s alright.” He gave you a nod.

You covered your face with your hands from embarrassment not to mention the guy next to you was extremely good looking!

A few minutes had passed and there’s still no update from your friend, Getting impatient you start to crave your favorite foods.

Fries? Donuts? Ice cream? Burgers?

You were craving all of that but you wanted something else better than those four. What else could it be? Chocolates!

“Please wait my precious stomach. I’ll get us our favorite chocolate.” I immediately covered my lips with my hands. Did I just say that out loud?

I turned red with embarrassment.

The guy next to me chuckled,“Sorry for laughing. I just think that it’s funny and cute.” My eyes widened,“I feel sorry for you so here.” He handed me a bar of chocolate.

“A-ah! It’s okay!” I gave the chocolate back to him.

“No, It’s okay. Have it.” He gave you a smile and returned the bar of chocolate back to you,“Happy Valentines Day.” He said before walking away.

Did that just really happen?

Chances of you seeing him again would be 10% but not 0. So you had your hopes up that you two will meet again and maybe you two could be friends? Or something more than that.

You’ve been standing outside your school for more than two hours now. You can’t get in because your friend has your ID.

Aomine

“Why don’t you just skip school?” The guard suggested but you shook your head.

“I have a test in math today that I have to take otherwise I’ll fail.” You respond.

A classmate of yours saw you standing outside the school building so she went to where you were and asked you questions.

“Hey! Why aren’t you going in?” She asked you.

“A friend of mine has my ID.” You sigh.

“You must be hungry! Here I have extra chocolate chips!” She gave you one of her chips.

You accepted it since you were hungry but once you were done eating it you start to crave for more.

You stopped yourself from craving chocolates because if you craved for one you’ll go broke. These past few days you have been short on money because you had spend it on clothes.

“Sir. You can’t get in without an ID.” I looked up and saw the guard blocking the way.

“Hell yeah, I can! Don’t you know who I am?” You tried to get a better look on his face, He was stunning his blue hair reminded you of the ocean that you love.

“I know who you are but I must do my job.” The guard responded,“Please wait over there.” The guard pointed to where I was.

The guy sighed and sat right next to you,“Stupid Satsuki.” Satsuki? Your classmate that has pink hair? Speaking of pink, There’s a new strawberry chocolate near the school convenience store!

Based on the commercial you saw this morning that strawberry chocolate has been famous in foreign countries that everyone is dying to get their hands on!

“S-Strawberry Chocolate!” Without realizing you had stood up from your seat screaming what you have been craving for. The guy beside you stared at you confused.

“Oh no, I did it again.” Your stomach began to growl causing the young man to laugh,“I’m just hungry!”

“I can see that.” He smiled,“Here!” He placed something on top of your head.

“T-this is..Wait! Why do you have this?” It was the strawberry chocolate that I have been craving for.

“Today’s Valentines Day.” He said,“Chocolates are usually on discount during valentines so I bought a lot.” He explained.

“This is really embarrassing but thank you.” You said slowly opening the chocolate he gave you.

“No worries.” He stood up from his seat,“Gotta go. See you, Enjoy Valentines Day!” He said before running off.

He left you with a blushing face and a happy stomach. You were definitely going to remember his face and possibly ask for his name the next time you see him.

Will post a different prompt for the others!

#knbvdaychallenge2020 #knb #gom #akashi #akashi seijuro #akashi x reader #aomine #aomine daiki #aomine x reader #knb imagines

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charredbrie · 5 years ago

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7-Days Tumblr Prompt for #knbvdaychallenge2020 Compilation

Day 1: Chocolates/I don’t remember having these many hickeys. But I don’t mind. -MuraHimu

Summary: Atsushi is at lost on how to make Muro-chin happy this coming Valentines’ Day until a certain baked good catches his attention.

Day 2: Pillow/Are you wearing my shirt? -MuraMido

Summary: For Midorima’s lucky item on the 14th, only Murasakibara can help him.

Day 3: Flowers/You’re beautiful, you know that? -MidoTaka

Summary: Shin-chan is being very difficult these past few days and Takao is getting frustrated.

Day 4: Love Song/I wish you were here. -NijiAka

Summary: Akashi has finally realized that greater things come to those who wait.

Day 5: Kiss/Your lips are so soft. I could kiss them all day. -AoKi

Summary: Having a sweet but a psycho boyfriend is exactly what Kise Ryouta signs up for.

Day 6: Stars/I’m flattered, you’re jealous. -KagaKuro

Summary: Kuroko doesn’t know whether to get pissed or be happy when Kagami-kun finally has the balls to ask him for a date with a catch, of course.

Day 7: Free day - MuraMido side AoKi

Summary: College students Midorima and Kise ponder about their long-distance relationship with their respective partners, the struggles of being in a long-distance relationship.

Yasss finally done! Ｏ(≧∇≦)Ｏ

edited as of 02.21.20

ALSO ON Ao3

#knbvdaychallenge2020 #kuroko no basuke #fanfic #murahimu #muramido #midotaka #nijiaka #aokise #kagakuro #will update as soon as i am done #the question is which pairing lol #i am lost #i already did all my favorite ships double lol

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sportsarenotoxygen · 6 years ago

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GOM valentine’s HCs

some late gom+kuroko+momoi x reader (separately) valentine’s hcs that have probably been done to death before but i still wanted to write some so here! please enjoy!

akashi

akashi definitely shows how happy and grateful he is when he gets your chocolates. so much that he’s almost acting strange if you didn’t know him so well

(because he remembers all those days his mother tried to give his father love and never received any acknowledgement in return. he is not repeating that with you)

he’s super freaking happy and smothers you with kisses and cuddles

then he starts giving back

really giving back like he stays with you the whole day, is a complete gentleman (but more than usual because let’s be real he always is), more affectionate, really does not let you lift a finger

you: sei you know it’s okay, i can carry one bag

akashi: nonsense, it’s my thanks for those chocolates you made. which i absolutely loved by the way

you: you...you said that when you paid for lunch. and when you drove us to the park. and--

akashi: it’s my thanks. for the chocolates i loved. did i mention they were delicious--

you, blushing: ohmygod okay okay fine

midorima

if it’s your unlucky day, midorima’s gonna be watching your back and making this day as good as it could get because yes he believes in oha asa but he will not allow bad luck to ruin your day because he knows you’ve been working so hard to make this day good for the both of you

if it’s his unlucky day, he’s gonna be on edge maybe even entertaining thoughts of whether he should be near you so you’ll have to reassure him that all will be fine

you, over the phone: but i have to give you my gifts!!!!!

midorima: your chances of having a good day will be drastically lowered if i’m with you, so i’ll pick them up tomorrow, nanodayo

you: shintaro! dont! you! dare! think! you! could! ruin! my! day! you make my day so you better!!!!

midorima: i’m sorry y/n, but i don’t want to risk it

you: well i guess i’ll just wait at the cafe by myself...with all these couples around me...

midorima, guilty: fine. but only for an hour

he’s got your lucky item ready and his own when he gets there

you don’t make a letter for him though, you merely just give a speech about every thing you love about him from his belief in oha asa, to the way he looks out for you, to his love for basketball, his manner of speech and everything else (yes right in that cafe. the elderly couple in the next table over are giving you such fond looks)

by the end of it, he’s a blushing mess and that’s what your goal was all along let’s be honest

aomine

he pretends to think valentine’s a really tacky and stupid day and how ‘theres no point giving anything on this particular day its just stupid’

so much so that you hesitate when giving your chocolates

you hesitate so much so that he notices and now that he notices he feels slightly bad and tries to drop some hints

you, reluctantly: it’s really...all in your face huh

aomine, swearing at himself: it’s not too bad

but when you go the whole day without giving him anything he starts getting worried

aomine, thinking: crap did you think i meant all that

of course, if you actually got him nothing that’s fine too but he doesn’t want the reason you got him nothing was because he thinks it’s stupid

especially when he sees how you’re pointedly trying to ignore every other couple

so, just as you two are about to part ways, he goes

‘look, you know i didnt mean any of that stupid shit. i dont mind valentines chocolates or anything i was just being stupid’

he’s scared to look at you but when he does

youre giving him this shit-eating grin

you, smug: so you finally admit it huh

aomine: what the hell y/n

you reveal that you just wanted him to say all that and now that he has, you’ve won!

he’s half red because of frustration and half because of embarrassment but well

that’s one of the reasons he loves you ofc

kise, murasakibara, kuroko, momoi under the cut!

kise

patiently waits for his chocolates

patiently

but he has to wait hourrrrssss because he has a photoshoot that day which sucks because he’d wanted to stay over so he wouldn’t get caught with fans going over

and inevitably he does get caught by a bunch of fans and gets given loads of chocolates from them

but of course he’s waiting for yours

so he can’t wait until he meets up at your house and you greet him with a bright smile and his is equally as bright

he’s really not subtle at all

kise: hey hey y/n-cchi did you make me some chocolates?????? im really craving chocolates today!!!!!! chocolates you made!!!!! because i love you!!!!! (he had been too excited to realise mayyybe bringing over the chocolates his fans gave him would give the wrong impression so he hastily shoved them all under his coat at the last minute this boy)

you: you can just say you want some you know...i know its valentines

when you give it to him he’s over the moon. he’s...very dramatic when he tastes them. like a lot

kise: THESE ARE SO GOOD Y/N-CCHI THE BEST CHOCOLATES IVE EATEN IN MY LIFE I LOVE THEM SO MUCH I LOVE YOU--

you, slightly worried: thanks. i think. you know if they’re bad you can just say so--

kise: NO THEY’RE GOOD I SWEAR I JUST

he’s crying tears of joy this silly boy

murasakibara

don’t go outside with this boy during valentine’s

he will see all those chocolates and sweets and will need them

goodbye money

you have to promise to buy them all when the clearance sales come out but you and murasakibara enjoy a day-in together maybe baking some sweets yourself because you know that he does actually like to bake despite how ‘lazy and unreluctant’ he seems

he unintentionally does the move where he kisses you and says ‘oh there was something on your face’ because there was genuinely something on your face and he does not realise what a cliche cheesy romance film move that is

you already have some sweets ready so he munches on them whilst you wait for the others to finish

and surprisingly, murasakibara gives you half of what you both made. its special because he usually just gives like...a quarter which is fair because your appetites are nowhere near the same let’s be honest

he does it because he vaguely recalls muro-chin saying something about how “valentine’s day is a special day for y/n-san” and slightly misinterprets it

it’s a touching gesture coming from him of course

you gotta cherish it because once you two go buy those leftover sweets the next day...

kuroko

you know him well enough by now that you understand that despite how small his smile is, he’s smiling wide inside when you give him the vanilla milkshake you made and maji burger coupons you made/got

he asks for the recipe to make and even though you’re more than willing to tell it to him, he insists that you need to show it to him

you, explaining: so then you just add the rest of the--

kuroko: i apologise, i do not understand, y/n-san. can you please show it to me instead?

you: are you sure? i’m sure you can do it fine!!! here, i’ll write it down!!

kuroko: no, please. i am not confident in my ability. i will be more confident with you by my side

you blush at his words because they are so genuinely truthful but also cheesy af

so, kinda like murasakibara, you guys make some vanilla milkshakes together

kuroko smiles a heck of a lot but it’s always when you’re back is turned whether it’s getting the ingredients from the cupboard or turning the blender on so you miSS A LOT OF BEAUTIFUL SMILES FROM THIS BOY

but in the end you two make more than enough for the both of you so you have to store some for later

it only makes the memories last all the more

momoi

well its canon that shes not...great at cooking and that goes for baking

and contrary to popular belief, she is aware of that fact (she just tries realllllly hard to deny it because her food tastes fine!!! maybe burnt or salty af but fine!!!)

so she tries this time

employing kagami to help her through saying dai-chan will do a one-on-one with him (its not true but. but she will get the redhaired boy to help her make these chocolates the best damn thing you’ve ever tasted or else)

its hard work (kagami thinks he’s worked harder than any basketball game ever)

but the work pays off and the chocolates taste..................good!!!!

momoi is sooooooo excited to give them to you (because of course she is she’s a romantic)

you on the other hand are searching on google for “how to eat food you don’t like” “how to not gag” “how to lie”

because you love love love momoi and do not want to hurt her feelings but h o w will you eat what she makes

so you get such a huge surprise when you anxiously bite into the chocolate and it’s.......

amazing

and maybe it’s just your love for momoi making you really biased but damn it’s so good!!

momoi, worriedly because you haven’t really moved for a few minutes: is it good????

you: ...no--

momoi, panicking: *thinking* nononono but but kagami said it was good did he lie i am going to kill him ohmygodohmygod

you: it’s the best chocolates i’ve ever eaten

#kuroko no basuke #akashi seijuurou x reader #kise ryouta x reader #aomine daiki x reader #murasakibara atsushi x reader #midorima shintarou x reader #kuroko tetsuya x reader #momoi satsuki x reader #kuroko no basket #akashi seijuurou #kise ryouta #aomine daiki #murasakibara atsushi #midorima shintarou #kuroko tetsuya #momoi satsuki

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inkanspider · 8 years ago

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Fic: Source of Strength

Happy *belated* Valentine’s Day @ichikonohakko my Akashi-kun~ Sorry that I was so late with it T-T

Summary: Akashi finds out Kuroko can use magic, and now Kuroko is stuck having to explain basic magic to him. Lucky him Akashi is more interested in the young sorcerer than in the actual magic. Teiko area

Sourcerer!Kuroko Magic AU

Words: 2708

Kuroko impatiently tapped his feet on the ground. He usually looked calm and collected to people around him, no matter the situation. Except when he was angry. Especially not when he was angry, he could easily scare even the devil when he got mad. But to see him being nervous and slowly falling apart was something no one had ever seen, not even the other members of Teiko’s basketball team. So why was he?

Well, around an hour ago, one of his teammates had caught him using magic. While witches and sorcerers were nothing unusual, it was something almost no one talked about. It wasn’t really taboo, but it could get hella uncomfortable. They were to a degree seen as outcasts; there, but not part of the majority. Some got more luckier than others; some was accepted right on the spot, while some faces rejection from their own families and friends, and in some cases huge discrimination. There was no law that protected them from it, they had to remain silence.

Which was why he is currently freaking out, since this particular teammate is one of his closest friends. While Akashi has never spoken a single bad word about either witches or sorcerers, you never knew what he could be thinking. He sure had been shocked, and had after a few minutes of silence told Kuroko to meet up with him after school and talk about it. While talking about magic was nothing new to Kuroko, talking to AKASHI of all people didn’t feel good at all. Not only because Akashi was the captain of the team, but he was also the person Kuroko felt he had the strongest connection to. He would be lying if he said he didn’t like the guy more than that…

Not many people were out at this point in time, most students were home at now or doing club activities. The basket club had taken a day off, since they had a match just yesterday. So when Akashi told him to wait for him, it was so he could finish up his other activities. He was part of the chess club after all.

Kuroko cursed under his breath, something he normally wouldn’t do around people or in general. But now he cursed his recklessness, he cursed the entire situation. But most of all, he cursed himself for letting Akashi witness him using magic in the open. It had been one thing if Akashi had been attacked by a black magic user or even a possessed, but now it had been on schoolground in the middle of the freaking day! Just how more reckless could one get?

His train of thought stopped when he felt a gentle hand on his shoulder. His shoulders relaxed a bit, he hadn’t even noticed that they had tensed in the first place. He turned his head and came face-to-face with Akashi, his normally calm and gentle eyes showing signs of worry in them. It didn’t suit him at all…

“A-Akashi-kun…!”

“Sorry if I startled you. You looked deep in thought” Akashi said, his eyes slightly returning to it’s normal gentle look. Kuroko could never get tired of the others deep red eye colour; it was one of those colours that many people would be afraid of or even avoid, but he loved that colour in Akashi’s eyes.

“No, it’s fine. You didn’t startle me that much” Kuroko answered. Letting out a sigh of relief, the look of worry and also concern returned to Akashi’s eyes. It was evident that he also had been wondering about all of this.

“What do you say about talking about this somewhere else? Don’t think it will be all that comfortable to talk openly on schoolground” Akashi said. Kuroko settled on simply nodding, knowing Akashi understood him.

Without another word, the two of them left the school, slowly making their way to a nearby playing-ground. There were no kids there, it was somewhat late for kids to be out by now. The silence between them was somewhat awkward, but none of them knew what to say or do at the moment. Kuroko was still wondering the same thing as earlier and no one knew what Akashi could be thinking. But Kuroko could still feel and see from the corner of his eyes him glancing his way from time to time. To assure himself that Kuroko was still there maybe, or it could be something else… Kuroko didn’t know for sure.

Once they reached the playing-ground, they settled down on a swing each, right by each other. Akashi swung a bit back and forth, but he mostly seemed to be looking up into the sky, as if something really interesting happened there. The sun had slightly began to set, colouring the trees, buildings and streets in a warm golden-orange colour. Feeling like wanting it all over with, Kuroko turned to face the other.

“I guess you want an explanation from me after watching that back then, Akashi-kun” He said, his voice slightly lower than normal. Akashi finally looked down and towards him, a look of almost pity present on his face.

“I don’t really have any questions that I want answered right now regarding your magic. I’m more concerned as to why you didn’t tell anyone. We in the basket club are close after all…” He said. Slightly relieved, but also worried about the lack of questions, it was his turn to look away. But he decided to look down on the ground.

“Do you know anything about people like me? How people see us?” He asked back. He didn’t accuse Akashi, but it was a question more to prove a point of sort. Akashi seemed taken back by the question, but his eyes widened when realising his answer.

“You were scared of being rejected by us?” A simple nod was again his only answer again. Akashi gave a deep sigh.

“Kuroko, please look at me…” Kuroko slowly rose his head reluctantly. Akashi looked at him for a second before giving him a somewhat sad smile.

“You are the one person I’m most close to, even more than Midorima. And you are also an invaluable player of the team. There is no way that either me or anyone else would look at you anymore different than we already do. You are valid the way you already are” He said, his smile growing more and more gentle with every word. Kuroko’s eyes grew wide, not expecting that kind of answer. Sure, there was the possibility that Akashi would accept him, but the opposite was also just as likely. He continued to just stare at Akashi, the smile on the others face never leaving.

Until suddenly, the smile dropped as the gentle face was changed to a really worries one.

“Kuroko, what’s wrong?!” He asked, his voice sounded somewhat panicked. Kuroko blinked, and his vision was blurred. His cheeks felt somewhat cold on some spots. He raised his hand to his face, to feel what the reason to his cold cheeks were.

Tears. He was crying…

Quickly he wiped the tears away with the back of his hand. Akashi still sat silently on his swing, still worried.

“Did I say anything inappropriate?” He asked. Kuroko quickly shakes his head.

“No! Not at all. It’s just… I thought you would cared more. That this was a bother to you guys” He said, making a smile of relief. Akashi let out a breath he had been holding in, he too smiling.

The sun had set some more by now, but for some reason it felt even warmer than it had been before, it’s now red light reminding them of a burning fire. And it almost felt like one was burning close-by. Kuroko noticed and looked away, his face showing hints of embarrassment.

“Sorry, my bad. I got caught up in the moment…” Kuroko said, rising his hand slightly from the swing. The warm feeling disappeared, and the red colour became more pink and golden. Akashi stated at him in awe.

“Is that how you use magic? Simple as that?”

“Things like this can be tricky is it’s your first time, but since I’ve done it for ages it’s a piece of cake” He said, smiling from the discrete compliment from the other. “Magic is mostly quite easy for people born with it. It’s more difficult for non-magic users to understand it”.

“Why” Akashi said, curious.

“Magic users, in other words witches and sorcerers, are not that restrained when it comes to imagination. We can almost do anything we can picture, which makes us ‘dangerous’ according to some people” Kuroko explained. Akashi nodded, completely understanding the situation. In fact, Kuroko was able to do anything to him right now. Had he lashed out against Kuroko back in the gymnasium, Kuroko could have easily silenced him or anything else he wanted to. But he didn’t, because that’s not the kind of person he is. Kuroko is far too kind to do that kind of thing, ever. Maybe that’s why he was drawn to him, because Kuroko is your typical everyday macho-man. He was his own kind of person, who normally didn’t care all that much, but when he did he cares a lot.

“If you have the power to do anything, then what were you doing back at the gymnasium?” He asked, thinking back. He had seen Kuroko using magic on the basket, but he hadn’t been able to see exactly what he had been doing.

Kuroko started to swing back and forth, seemingly calm and composed once again.

“I saw that the bolts had been starting to rust. While I knew that the school could easily buy new once, I though using magic to make them new again would save time and money for them. We wouldn’t have to train without a basket, and the school could spend those money on something better” He explained. Re-newing stuff was easy, the only problem was that it took time. Time for the old material to turn it’s clock backwards and become new again. That’s why Akashi had seen him, it had taken too long for him to finish it.

Akashi let out a small chuckle. “That sounds just like you Kuroko. Thinking of others before yourself…” He stopped to become serious once again. “But try to be more careful next time. You never know what type of people who could walk in on you. You were lucky it was only me this time”

Kuroko looked back at him. “Of course. I promise I’ll be more careful” A comfortable silence fell between them. The sun was almost gone from the horizon now, the sky becoming dark with dots of dark blue and black on the sky. Akashi looked up, taking notice of the time that had gone by.

“Maybe we should start walking home. I’ll walk you home today” He said. Kuroko looked shocked.

“But your house is not even close to mine. It’s too far for you, I can walk home on my own” He said.

“I insist. After all of this, I just want to make sure you’re okay” Kuroko couldn’t help but blush slightly. Nodding, the two boys stood up from their swings and started to walk towards Kuroko’s home. Along the way, Akashi asked Kuroko about the basics of magic, and Kuroko told him about making things levitate, using the five elements and the difference between ‘normal’ light magic and the controversial dark magic.

“So you use feelings and your imagination to create things?” Akashi asked.

“Yes. Basically anything I can imagine can be created, but it’s even easier if you submit feelings to it. Light magic users often use happiness, pride, joy or sometimes even sadness to form their creations. While dark magic users uses anger, sadness, pride in only oneself and sometimes even insanity. The last one might not be a feeling, but many uses it…” Kuroko said. Never had he thought that Akashi was this curious and full of questions. Guess he really got a huge dose of the ‘never-judge-a-book-by-their-cover’ mentality.

“Well, what types of feelings do you use?” Akashi asked, his red eyes almost looking like shining rubies in the light of the streetlights, filled with so many emotions Kuroko couldn’t even count them on both his hands. He fiddled a bit with the hem of his jacket.

“Mostly happiness and joy, but sometimes… I also use…” He stopped, cheeks pink and red. Even though it was dark outside now, Akashi could still see it. He chuckled a bit.

“You also use?” He asked, teasing the other slightly. Kuroko was not facing him, his cheeks blazing red by now, colouring his face like a tomato.

“I also sometimes use…l-love” He said, his voice almost no more than a whisper. The entire situation suddenly felt really embarrassing. He almost told the other right out how he used him as his fuel to create stunning magic. Love as in a passion for something was often not that strong, but it could always do some good stuff. Platonic love for family and friends were a lot stronger, since it fueled the user with a feeling to protect, which boosts their magic even more. But the strongest of them all, was the romantic love towards a person. People in love, in a relationship or those who were married to their love are sometimes considered the strongest magic users. Kuroko had a burning passion for basketball, he loved his teammates and his family, but most of all… he loved Akashi. It’s no wondering people had given him the nickname ‘The Star Creator’; he had love enough to create entire stars.

“‘Love’? As in love towards another person?” Akashi asked, his face more neutral. He almost looked nervous all of the sudden. Kuroko noticed that it wasn’t long until they reached his home. Time had went too fast. Why hadn’t he learned how to slow time yet?!

He decided to only give a small nod as an answer.

“Love is considered the strongest feeling to fuel one’s magic. ‘If you have love in you, you can see magic and even the truth behind it’, my mom use to say…” Still facing down, Kuroko noticed that they had stopped walking. They almost seemed to be waiting for something.

Akashi scratched the back of his neck, his cheeks slightly red, making it match his hair and eyes.

“Hey… Kuroko” He said. Kuroko decided to turn his head. If he embarrassed himself, he could just run home to safety. “Yes, Akashi?”

“You know that… tomorrow’s Valentine’s Day, right?” Kuroko nodded, his cheeks blazing red yet again. Was Akashi really going where he thinks he does?

Akashi stepped in front of him, his face still really red but also really serious.

“Would you-… Would you want to be my Valentine?” He asked, almost shouting the full sentence.

Kuroko stood there, mesmerized by the question. He had dreamed and wished for him to be asked by Akashi, but never had he thought that it would actually happen. He had almost given up on even the thought of it happen. So realising that his wish had come true (remember to thank grandma for that one lucky-charm she always put under his pillow), his smile grew from ear to ear and his eyes lit up.

“Y-yes! Yes, I want to” He said, more enthusiastic than he usually was. Akashi’s tensed up shoulders relaxed, his face also relaxing and was replaced by the most true and stunning smile Kuroko had ever seen on him. Before he could react, Akashi had swung his arms around him, pulling him into a warm and strong embrace. He was however quick enough to hug him back.

“I swear Kuroko, if my feelings are the result of your magic you better don’t erase them” Akashi said. Kuroko’s face felt like it was on fire, but that didn’t stop him from giggling into Akashi’s chest as he felt the core of his magic bubble up inside him.

#sorry it took so long #happy *belated* valentines day my akashi-kun #akakurovalentine2017 #akakuro #knb #ichikonohakko #kuroko no basket #kuroko's basketball

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