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Hero Vision Vol.38 (2010/Autumn) ft. Kamen Rider OOO Cast Members Watanabe Shu x Miura Ryosuke, Asaya Kimijima Yamada Yusuke x Hashimoto Taito Interviews (translations below)

Publication: December 12, 2010

"From "Kamen Rider OOO," comes Watanabe Shu-kun, who plays Eiji Hino and Kamen Rider OOO, and Miura Ryosuke-kun, who plays Ankh and Izumi Shingo. At the time of this interview, it's been about 4 months since filming began, but, this is actually their first face to face interview. While talking about each other in a somewhat clumsy manner, as the conversation began to focus around the production, it became clear that they both have a passion for it, and that they couldn't talk about enough."

-Freedom and Loneliness?-

Miura: This is actually our first face to face interview.

Watanabe: It's been about 4 months since filming started (laughs). The first time we met was at a rehearsal. If I'm remembering right, you told me a simple recipe for carbonara.

Miura: I was like, "The first part is crucial!," and then explained to you how to make it from scratch……you probably still haven't made it, have you?

Watanabe: That's how the conversation started (laughs). I wouldn't stop talking to you.

Miura: You suddenly thrusted yourself into my personal space. To be honest, it startled me.

Watanabe: Miura-kun is the type who dislikes that kind of thing, right? I did it while thinking, "I'm sure he doesn't like it."

Miura: That's right. I was actually thinking of taking a step back…..I think we both got off on the wrong foot in the beginning (laughs).

Watanabe: Don't worry about it. The show will last a year, so we can start over during that time! (laughs).

Miura: Watanabe-kun was more firm when we first met.

Watanabe: Eh? You don't think so now?

Miura: You're very free (laughs). As I mentioned in the previous issue, there's nothing Watanabe-kun can't say or do now since becoming an adult. When I look at Watanabe-kun, he reminds me that I shouldn't forget about being honest.

Watanabe:……I've been wondering for some time now, but you've been addressing me as "Watanabe-kun."

Miura: Forgive me. It should be "Watanabe-san"

Watanabe: It's always either "Shu" or "Shu-kun," right?! (laughs).

Miura: It's because this is our first face to face together. When you print this, have him referred to as "Watanabe-san" (laughs).

Watanabe: It sounds like we're not on good terms.

Miura: Now, now (laughs). I like Shu-kun because he's free and honest. He'll usually say something on set like, "I'm hungry," as he naturally speaks on behalf of what everyone else is actually thinking, so it's nice being around someone like him. Also, when I look at your attitude toward the performance in Kamen Rider OOO, I feel that you're always looking at things with the feeling of, "What should I be doing now?" I think it gives off incredible energy, and it in turn makes me feel like, "I can't give up." I'm grateful for him.

Watanabe: You praise me too much.

Miura: Occasionally (laughs). I'd never say such things on set though.

Watanabe: That's for sure (laughs). Miura-kun, in a good way, hasn't changed since we first met. As his junior, this might be strange for me to say, but he's a very considerate person. It's amazing because he doesn't force it, it's just natural.

Miura: What have you seen that makes you think that way?

Watanabe: You casually moved your bag off a bench, and it give off an aura that said, "It's fine if you sit here."

Miura: That's it?! (laughs).

Watanabe: I feel like you're nicer to everyone else except me.

Miura: There it is! You often say stuff like that in interviews, don't you? Every time I do an interview, the interviewer says to me, "Miura-kun, Watanabe-kun said, "I wish he'd be alittle kinder to me," you say that right?!

Watanabe: Ahahaha! (laughs).

Miura: It's true that I haven't had a chance to have such deep conversations with Shu-kun…..I should be the one saying, "Be nicer to me." You're so close to (Asaya) Kimijima-kun, that I tend to become jealous.

Watanabe: Eh? Really?

Miura: Well, it's because you've always admired him since you saw him modeling, right?

Watanabe: That's true, but I still haven't gotten to know Kimijima-kun that well yet, you know?~.

Miura: No. I'm always thinking, "What? Am I really all alone?"

Watanabe: No way (laughs). Ah, I noticed something different about Miura-kun since the beginning. He's started to tell jokes!

Miura: That's right! (laughs).

Watanabe: At first, he wasn't really into funny stuff. He was like, "Hmmm, is that so?," and it felt like he was ignoring me. Then suddenly, he started to say funny things on his own, and started to open up more. What happened?

Miura: It's because I wanted to get to know everyone better. I'm one of the older people on set, so I'm very conscious and careful in that regard. Still, as expected, the atmosphere is different between the teen group (Watanabe-kun, Riho Takada-san, Mayuko Arisue-san). It's like there's some kind of obvious wall between us…..

Watanabe: No, no! It's more like Miura-kun was the one who put up the wall first.

Miura: Yeah. I'll admit to that (laughs).

-Eiji and Ankh are Incomplete?-

Miura: The episodes from when we first started filming, I remember them well, and I think they're nostalgic.

Watanabe: Like the scene where we first performed together?

Miura:……Hmm?

Watanabe: You don't remember! (laughs).

Miura: No, no! If I remember correctly, I was Shingo, right?

Watanabe: Wrong, it was Miura-kun!

Miura: That's right! (laughs)

Watanabe: I made a mistake (laughs). I meant it was Ankh!

Miura: Yeah. At the end of the first episode, Ankh possesses Shingo.

Watanabe: There's that one scene where Ankh quickly grabs him by the chest and yells, "What do you mean?!" When I saw Miura-kun's performance, I really thought, "He's scary! I see, from now on, Ankh will be getting mad at Eiji like this all the time….."

Miura: Eiji had a calm face, but Shu-kun looked terrified (laughs). When I performed it with Shu-kun, I thought it was very fresh, and I still think about it even now.

Watanabe: What do you mean?

Miura: Shu-kun acts naturally, which is how he becomes Eiji. On the other hand, I'm a pretty well defined character, so it's interesting to see the contrast in the way we act and the characters we portray. From the first time I read the script, I knew I wanted to create a contrasting relationship, so I'm glad to see that I've been able to make it happen.

Watanabe: Eiji and Ankh have a really strange relationship right now. We don't know if they'll stay together or not, if they understand each other or not…..

Miura: We don't know what'll happen in the future, but……Whether Ankh and Eiji continue to work together, or decide to separate, either way, I think it'll be interesting to see what direction OOO heads in. No matter what scene we're in, I enjoy them all. Isn't it fun thinking about where and what Ankh and Eiji are doing, and then finally finding out?

Watanabe: I know! Ankh's a bird monster, so he'd be eating chicken meat (laughs).

Miura: Ankh isn't just about being in high places. Even though he's a bird, maybe there'll be a scene in the future where he goes into water?

Watanabe: Currently, I like the scene in episode 8, where Eiji goes to save Ankh from completely falling apart due to being beaten by Uva. From there, I felt that the two of them were rapidly getting closer. If Eiji had just met Ankh, he would've never done such a thing, but I guess he gradually began to realize that he needs Ankh.

Miura: If someone's in troube right in front of him, Eiji's the kind of guy who can't leave them alone, but is it not the same for Ankh?

Watanabe: Ankh's the one who approached Eiji to take advantage of him. At first, he didn't know that he couldn't transform without Ankh. In episode 8, I think I understood that both Eiji and Ankh are incomplete without each other. I was acting as if it was an important scene for both of them.

Miura: I see.

Watanabe: But, Ankh isn't honest, so he doesn't say "Thank you."

Miura: He'll say, "He's a useful idiot." Basically, he's got a bad mouth (laughs).

-A Role is Coming….?-

Miura: At first, I thought Ankh stood at the top, but Eiji tends to drag him around alot, huh? Now, the only place to stand is at the top of a tree.

Watanabe: Is that what you mean by standing on top? (laughs). It's true that after giving Eiji the medals, he'll often be on a higer spot to view things.

Miura: I think that's what it means. Also, I really like the scenes where the two of us stand side by side. At first, I was wondering how it'd turn out, but when I saw the broadcast, it looked great.

Watanabe: I thought that too!

Miura: The image of two contrasting people standing side by side, it's really good. I don't want to lose to the Kamen Rider W duo (Renn Kiriyama-kun, who played Shotaro Hidari, and Masaki Suda-kun, who played Philip).

Watanabe: For me, when Eiji's next to Ankh as he plays with his iPad….I like the casual feel of those scenes. Even if you think, "What's the point of them being together now?," they're still casually together. Will there be more scenes like that in the future?…..

Miura: As Ankh continues to become more emotional, there'll probably be more conflicts between them.

Watanabe: Eiji's inner self is also coming out. We still don't know whether they'll continue to fight or understand each other. Either way, I'm interested in seeing how Ankh becomes more human like and cute. Especially since Chiyoko-san keeps making him look so cute (laughs).

Miura: I feel bad for Ankh these days (laughs).

Watanabe: From episode 10 onwards, Chiyoko-san starts to discipline him, and Hina-chan uses her incredibly stupid strength to knock him around. Also, in episode 8, Eiji ignored him by saying, "Ah, I see."

Miura: That's right! Gamel's Yummy won't drop that many medals even if it's defeated, so Ankh says that there's no need to fight, but Eiji just ignores him with, "Ah, I see," and fights. It made me think, "He can really say such a thing!" It was an incredibly cold, "Ah, I see." It made me feel lonely. I thought it was Shu-kun's true feelings……

Watanabe: What? Is today the day Miura-kun spreads rumors that we don't get along?! (laughs). But, we've been discussing our thoughts on the broadcast, right? There's that one scene with Ankh that I really like. In episode 6, while riding the motorcycle to the apartment with the Piranha Yummy, he makes eye contact with Hina-chan.

Miura: It was through the helmet.

Watanabe: It was just the expression of his eyes, but it was really cool. Your eyes held various implications.

Miura: Hmm~. That's a nice way of putting it.

Watanabe: There's also episode 5. When Eiji's being chased by Uva, he sends his Battacandroid to Ankh for help, where he scolds him with, "Would you stop playing around?" That's Miura-kun's true nature.

Miura: What? That previous push back? (laughs). That's how Ankh should be! But, I did think, "Huh? This is something I'd often say to Watanabe Shu" (laughs).

Watanabe: Does that mean we're getting closer to our roles? We've only done alittle over 10 episodes so far, but looking back, there's so much to talk about.

Miura: That's because we're enjoying OOO just as much as the viewers.

Watanabe: That's true, I'm a fan (laughs). Everyone who's reading this magazine is watching the relationship between Eiji and Ankh grow deeper and deeper, so I hope you're enjoying it. Also, the songs that play during the combos are rather impactful, so I hope you're enjoying them as well! (laughs).

Miura: We're all working on the show with the hopes that the viewers will enjoy it more than we're enjoying it. I want to capture that feeling better through the filming. OOO still has a long way to go, so let's enjoy it together, with me, Shu-kun, Ankh and Eiji.

Watanabe: We should go to a hot spring together.

Miura: You mean you want to have a naked relationship like Eiji, and open our hearts to each other?

Watanabe: Hmm?

Miura: In the show, Eiji often talks to someone while in his underwear. I thought it symbolized facing the other person while being naked in both body and soul. Maybe that's what we're missing (laughs).

Watanabe: Right, right. I think it'll help bring us closer in our performance.

Miura: Well then, please make a plan and give me a call. I can't do that kind of thing (laughs).

Watanabe: You got it! _

"Shintaro Goto is a 22 year old former police elite, who now works for Kousei Kougami, the Chairman of the Kougami Foundation, as a Ridevendor captain and an observer of OOO. He may have a cool attitude that makes others feel unwelcome, but in reality, he's a passionate person who's determined to "save the world." Asaya Kimijima-kun plays Goto, who becomes more human and appealing as the story progresses. We could see that he's learning and enjoying himself as he performs the constantly changing Goto."

-"Shintaro Goto" is changing-

Kimijima: It's been about 4 months since Kamen Rider OOO started filming, and I'm still learning everyday. I haven't really seen much from the Kamen Rider series, since it wasn't being broadcast when I was a kid. That's why when I found out that I was going to be in OOO, I was happy, but at the same time, I was worried with, "I wonder what's going to happen?," as there were so many unknowns. It's the first time for me to play a role in over a year, and it's also the first time for me to shoot action and CG scenes. What's more, Kamen Rider is such a "big stage." I was always confused, because I couldn't see how my performance was going to be captured on film. But, it's also a fun way to learn about something you don't know.

First off, there's the character Goto. Currently, The image I had of him in my mind has changed alot. In the beginning, I was told that his set up was a quiet and expressionless former police elite, who's now a cool guy who loyally performs his duties as a subordinate of Chairman Kousei Kougami of the Kougami Foundation. I was trying to be mindful of those characteristics in my performance, but as the story progressed, he started to fall apart as he was being pulled around by Eiji, and saying, "I want to save the world with my own hands, but I can't." He seems to express his desires and dissatisfaction with just his attitude, huh? He's becoming alot more human. Once I realized that Goto isn't a person who feels no emotions, I began to think that both Goto and I need to be more flexible in our performances.

However, his character is still abit of a mystery. My own view of Goto, which isn't depicted in the script, is that he's always had a strong sense of justice, never made any friends, worked hard to join the police, and did his duties without wasting time on a personal life. That's probably why the way Eiji acts is so hard to understand. I don't know if Eiji is passionate or not when it comes to fighting.

Most importantly, while Goto avoids interacting with people as much as possible, Eiji lives his life while always interacting with someone. He's got a different sense of distance from others. I guess they can't easily understand each other, because their lifestyles are so different……What's more, when Goto gets swayed by Eiji, he ends up becoming someone with a comedic side (laughs).

In episode 7, he's struck in the face with cake. I was surprised, being like, "This is going too far for Goto. What should I do?" (laughs). Goto's not trying to be funny, he's just being serious, and I think that makes him even more interesting (laughs).

Around episodes 9 and 10, Goto's gun action started to increase. One word I could use for it is "difficult." Even though I have experience in sports, this is my first time in action, and shooting a gun is something I'd never do in my normal life. Since my body isn't familiar with it, it's difficult just to take a stance. Actually, before acting, I watched a few movies for reference, but I think I made a mistake in my choices……If you watch war movies or mafia movies, the way they shoot is very clumsy. I guess it's because it takes place in an intense world, where everything is life or death. Later, I realized that I should've watched some detective movies (laughs).

Once filming actually started, I was amazed at how much I learned on set. The Action Director taught me every step of the way, from how to handle weapons, to how to get on and off a motorcycle. Rather than being told by the Director, "This is the kind of Goto you should play," I get feedback on Goto that I've personally thought of, and sometimes I notice things myself and make corrections, so I feel like I'm creating Goto together with everyone else. I go into filming with my own idea of, "How I want Goto to be" in advance, but when I actually play him, he becomes something different just by the way he's portrayed. You can't create Goto with just your own ideas alone. I believe that by talking with everyone on set, we're able to present a, "Good Goto" for the broadcast.

It's difficult to look at the broadcast objectively, but regardless, my opinion is, "The story is interesting!" Each character is interesting, and the various combinations of the medals are interesting……Huh? Surprisingly, I'm enjoying it objectively (laughs).

-"Asaya Kimijima" is changing-

When I first met (Watanabe) Shu-kun, who plays Eiji, he told me, "I saw a magazine where Kimijima-kun was a model," and it honestly made me very happy. We had conversations like, "If you have any clothes you don't need, please give them to me," and I'd say, "Alright then," but many people also asked me the same thing, and I wouldn't act on it. Then, every time I saw him, he would ask, "When are you going to give me some clothes?" I realized, "Ah, he's being serious," and so……I gave some to him. That event made me realize that Shu-kun is not the kind of person who tells lies or makes ups stories (laughs). He's exactly like Eiji. Although we've never been alone together due to the filming schedule, (Miura) Ryosuke-kun, who plays Ankh, is someone who's very particular about how he presents himself and is an artistic person. I feel inspired just by looking at him.

(After learning that Watanabe-kun said in the previous issue that he wanted the 3 of them to be in the same dressing room together) Unfortunately, there hasn't been any news of the 3 of us being in the same dressing room yet (laughs). Shu-kun often invites me to go out to dinner with everyone, but we haven't been able to do that because our schedules don't match up…..

By the way, people often ask me, "What kind of things do you talk about with your co stars?" It sounds like something that guys in their teens or 20s would normally talk about (laughs). I'd rather not talk about our performances. As I'm still learning, there's nothing I can say about the performance, and I don't think acting is something that should interfere in personal talk. When Shu-kun saw the broadcast, he said, "Goto's really cool," and, "OOO is interesting, right?," but all I can say is, "It's interesting, isn't it?" (laughs). This is normal for me, because I'm not the type of person who talks alot. On the other hand, Shu-kun is the type who talks all the time, and seems to love it when someone jokes around with him. That's why I'm also making sure to joke around too (laughs).

Considering this project will last a year, the filming and broadcasts have only just begun. I wonder how Goto will change in the future. He works under Kougami, and has doubts about not being able to save the world with his own power. During all of this, he gets involved with Eiji and Ankh, and he's definitely being influenced by them, as he continues to recognize their actions and ways of thinking......His way of life will gradually change, and you'll see a new side to him. I'll do my best to show off Goto's range, so please keep an eye on him in the future. I myself hope to also change for the better through this show. I hope you'll watch over me warmly. _

"Among the elite monsters known as Greeed, who are hostile to Kamen Rider OOO, is Yusuke Yamada-kun, who plays Uva, an insect based monster, and Taito Hashimoto-kun, who plays Kazari, a feline based monster. Not only do they have to play the roles of special monsters, but they also couldn't hide their confusion, as there were alot of first time experiences for them, but it seems that they're quickly discovering their own ways of acting. The efforts of these two are firmly connected to the existence of their characters in the story."

-The gap between the role and what was envisioned?-

Yamada: Taito, have you gotten use to things yet?

Hashimoto: (while smiling proudly) No! I'm new to acting, so there's alot I still don't understand. During the dubbing, I was overwhelmed by the performance of Yukana-san, who plays Mezool. I thought, "She can do such a powerful performance with just her voice!" At first, I was struggling to watch the movements of Kazari, played by Suit Actor (Jun) Watanabe-san, and to check the voice counts. Now that I've got this role, I think I need to increase the variety of my voice for the fighting scenes.

Yamada: It's difficult to get the intonation right, isn't it? I heard the person who voices Yummy do the dubbing, but the Yummy don't talk, so he just goes, "Gwah!" with a human touch. I immediately tried to imitate him, but he got angry and said, "Weak" (laughs). I wonder how you make a strong sounding voice? If you overdo it, it makes me look weak.

Hashimoto: Children watch the show, so I think it's important to act in ways that are big and easy to understand. I think it also depends on how much I can get immersed in the world by watching the dubbing footage. However, lately I've been able to see alot more moments where I think, "Ah, now!," as the footage and my own voice become linked. It feels really good!

Yamada: For me, it was more difficult not being able to approach Uva in the beginning.

Hashimoto: Because he keeps away from others?

Yamada: What I envisioned and what was expected of me didn't work together. The image of Uva I had, was that he was a weak and insecure guy. It's because, Kazari is clever, Gamel acts like a child, and Mezool is full of mystery, so I thought it'd be nice to have at least one character with those traits. But, what the Directors wanted was to have Uva be "tough."

Hashimoto: "OOO" is also the plural form of "King" (Ou-zu). You just need to have more style.

Yamada: That's right, isn't it? I thought too much about it, and at first, I acted in a way where I was still trying to figure things out. But, I was able to change direction by talking with the Director on the set, and I think I've made up my mind. Originally, I had set my methods at 100% from the beginning, but then I tried it at 50% and would gradually add to it, which seems to have been a good idea. I don't know if this is the best way of doing things, but I'm someone who can't give less, so I think it's faster.

Hashimoto: I'm thinking about alot of different things. I try thinking as much as possible before going to the set. If I were to create something different from what the Directors envisioned, the current set up makes it impossible to change. I'm just trying to respond to what was said to me on set.

Yamada: What kind of advice do you get on set?

Hashimoto: Mostly about my movements I guess. In particular, I learned alot about hand movements.

Yamada: Earlier, you were doing it while taking pictures, but do you think about the small movements of Kazari's hands as Taito's?

Hashimoto: Some parts I thought of myself, and some I came up with after receiving the advice. However, I was relieved that none of them were too different from the Kazari I wanted to play.

-On a set full of confusion….-

Yamada: Are you still not getting used to the set?

Hashimoto: Unlike in stage plays, there's alot of on the spot work involved in film production, isn't there? You have to do the rehearsals yourself, and that's something I'm not used to yet.

Yamada: It's confusing because some Directors are very specific when it comes to what they film, while others tell me, "Feel free to do whatever."

Hashimoto: Now that you mention it, there was a time when a "certain someone" broke a bottle on set when he was told, "It's fine to act freely."

Yamada: That "certain someone" was me, and it's something I did because the staff gave me the OK, alright? After all, I only broke one bottle.

Hashimoto: I'll expose you myself then (laughs). After he smashed it, the atmosphere on set included the words, "Did you really break it?!" Then Yamada-kun whispered, "I'm sorry….." I could barely watch~ (laughs).

Yamada: I wanted to break down after that…..

Hashimoto: Everyone understood that you did it as a good way of expressing yourself. But, you learned the horrors of miscommunication (laughs). I've made mistakes too. The first scene we shot was the one where I appeared on a skateboard in the abandoned building where the Greeed hang out. I didn't know that filming started after they hit the clapperboard, so I started before they hit it, and the Director started to say, "H-hey!" Then, the Director said, "Stop! Stop!" so I stopped…..I was riding the skateboard with alot of enthusiasm (laughs).

Yamada: You were (laughs). Furthermore, when the clapperboard is used indoors, the sound echoes and is delayed, making it difficult to count. Sometimes the delayed sounds and our lines overlap, so it's a good idea to wait atleast one beat before starting to act.

Hashimoto: Eh?! I haven't been told that! Yamada-kun, if you know anything else, please tell me! There's so many things that are confusing me right now, and it's really tough!

Yamada: Eh? Really? Like what?

Hashimoto: They'll shoot one scene in one take, so often times I'm like, "I want to say this line after hearing the previous one!" I want to create Kazari's feelings by hearing the other person's words, but how do you act when you haven't heard them yet?

Yamada: You mean you want to act without getting a "trigger line" first? I can't really answer that. After all, we're in the realm of individual performance.

Hashimoto: Then please, tell me everything else you know!

Yamada: O, Okay……I wonder why I'm so upset (laughs).

-Will you try action in the future?!-

Yamada: Yesterday, I heard about various future developments from the Producer.

Hashimoto: I made an appeal, asking for what I wanted Kazari to be like.

Yamada: I couldn't think of anything (laughs). Well, all I want is that if Uva dies, I want him to die an enemy.

Hashimoto: Have him go, "Gwaaah~!," while looking evil.

Yamada: I don't think that'll be conveyed well in the magazine (laughs).

Hashimoto: From now on, I won't take my eyes off future developments, and I think the Greeed side of the story in Kamen Rider OOO is a really interesting. There aren't that many shows that have so many established characters and relationships among the enemies, or that the story develops around only the enemies themselves.

Yamada: I think it's fun that adults and children alike can imagine some exciting developments, like whether all the Greeed's will one day become complete, or what kind of combos OOO will show us in the future. (suddenly) Oh yeah, did you know that Director Osamu Kaneda is JAE's (Japan Action Enterprise) President?

Hashimoto: Really?! (is surprised)

Yamada: I also found out about it yesterday, and I'm looking forward to having him teach me about action. I heard that Director Kaneda almost never uses CG when filming.

Hashimoto: I think I can do all the actions that the Yummy do! Like the backflip belly flop! As the name implies, you do a backflip and land on your stomach.

Yamada: I think so too, so I told the Producer. He said, "That kid can do it." It'd be nice to see more pre transformation action.

Hashimoto: You did?! Thank you Yamada-kun! I'm really motivated now!

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melancholitas · 8 months ago

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The dangers of cooking, pt. 1

for @heart-pirates-week day 5, Clione & Food

Ikkaku: Ooh Clione and Uni have cooking duty today, can't wait for dinner~!

Bepo: This will be a feast, I hope they're making that hot pot again! *stomache grumbling noises* I'm sorry--

Jean-Bart: Ahahaha! Don't worry, I get it. I'm also getting hungry just thinking about their food. They're really gifted cooks, I'm glad I get to enjoy this now.

Shachi: *snickers* so you only joined the crew to feast? Can't blame you, though.

*a shriek and banging pots in the distance*

Penguin:.. What was that?

*Uni speeds around the corner and hides behind the group*

Ikkaku: Yo, you alright? What happened, is it dinner time already?

Uni: Negative.. Clione threw me out of the kitchen.

Penguin: How did you manage that? I thought you're a heart and soul when it comes to cooking?

Uni:... I used cilantro and Clione lost it. Even threw pots after me because I 'defiled the whole dish with soap'. But it's a very nutritional herb and blends really well with the flavors....

Shachi: That's .... I don't even know what to say.

Ikkaku: So Clione is one of those, huh... But I also do find that stuff a bit soapy. Guess you either hate it or love it.

Uni: Well. Seems like he absolutely hates it.

Penguin: Don't sweat it, dude. He'll come around again. Let's just wait it out for now, Clione can manage on his own this time.

Uni: *sighs* Got no other choice it seems. Damn, his accuracy with throwing kitchen utensils really is something... *rubs his shoulder*

Jean-Bart: Quick reminder then to never anger the cook, especially Clione. The smaller the man, the closer to hell and the greater the wrath, or so I've heard.

Uni: Don't let him hear that, or you'll be next! *dodges a spatula hurling in their direction*

Clione: *from a distance* I HEARD THAT!

Jean-Bart: *rubs his elbow*.. Ouch, right to the nerve... I see what you mean now.

*barely contained snorting*

Day 1 Day 2 Day 3 Day 4 Day 5 Day 6 Day 7 Day 8 Day 9

#one piece #heart pirates #heart pirates week 2024 #Clione #Uni #Bepo #Ikkaku #Jean Bart #Shachi #Penguin #never enrage the cook #polar tang shenanigans #Melan writes

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cirilla-fiona-riannon · 2 years ago

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① Tell me about yourself.

Francis: "Wow, look at this furball. And it talks!"

Francis: "I don't really get it, but I'll answer your questions. I'll even pet you later."

Francis: "All right, now that it's settled一my name is Francis Drake."

Francis: "To put it simply, I'm a sailor."

Francis: "Right now, I'm traveling with a guy named Galileo."

Francis: "Would it be enough if I said that the purpose of my trip was to bring peace to the world?"

② What are your hobbies and interests?

Francis: "My hobby is sleeping on the ship."

Francis: "I like the feeling of swaying."

Francis: "I'm also good at handling knives. I can cut anything."

③ Have you ever bitten someone?

Francis: "I have. When I was too hungry on the ship, I bit a crew member's arm in a daze."

Francis: "Ahahaha! You really want to hear something else, don't you? One thing's for sure, once it comes off, just let your instincts take over."

> Galileo's Interview

Francis: "Be careful not to get bitten by me, okay? Now, let's get to fluffing you up, you little furball!"

#ikemen vampire #ikevamp francis #francis drake #ikevamp jp #ikevamp spoilers #ikevamp #cybird

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vorish-wonderland · 1 year ago

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You're beginning to question the so-called "god" of your village... something about him just... isn't right.

Includes: soft/safe vore, imitation of a deity, isolation at the end, unwilling prey

★✦Lamb To The Slaughter...✦★

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Something just isn't right about him... the "deity" that oversees your seaside village... there's definitely something up. You don't know what exactly, but... it's definitely... something.

He preforms these magical miracles... in fact, that was how your village began to see him as a god... you were in a famine a few years ago, ad he washed up on the shores of the beach. The people of your village had never seen anything like him before... and he helped the crops grow again.

He almost immediately accepted his new role as the god of your village... and he agreed to continue performing miracles for everyone... all he asked for in return was food.

Food... and sacrifices.

Oh yes. He was not a very... merciful god.

He eats anyone who defies him... whole, and alive...

And yet... he constantly claims to have everyone's best interest at heart... but if he did, wouldn't he, you know, not eat people he disagrees with?

Yeah. Something definitely isn't right with him. And you are going to find out.

How will you find out?

Simple.

You'll spy on him all day.

You see, the thing about this deity, Jade, is that he'll often take on a human form and roam about the village... performing his magical miracles, talking to the people of the village, building trust with them, making sure nobody questions him...

Today, you'll follow him around, like the other brainwashed worshippers that allow this strange human eel creature to eat their friends and families for no reason other than the fact that he made their crops grow one time... you'll prove once and for all he isn't the god he claims to be, he's not even a deity or a powerful spirit... you'll prove to your village, once and for all... that Jade is nothing but a fraud.

All day, all he does is walk around with the people who worship him, and get fed various foods by them... every now and again, someone will come to him with a problem or injury, and he'll help them...

"Oh, it's nothing, really~" He'll say to the person he helps... "There's no need to thank me so much, although I do quite appreciate it, fufufu..." He smiles to them, though it's unclear whether it's genuine or not. "All I ask for is some more food."

Unfortunately for you, you don't find anything incriminating all day... so, you have no choice but to see what he does at night, when he's completely alone...

You find yourself a nice hiding spot near the shoreline, somewhere you'll be able to hear him, but he won't be able to see you.

You watch as he undresses himself and steps into the ocean... his legs melt and give way to the slimy tail he usually has... it's a bit disturbing to watch, in all honesty, it's quite gruesome...

"Finally, peace and quiet." Jade says to himself... before someone who looks exactly like him pops out of the water.

"Heya, Jade~! Ahahaha, you look like you've been enjoying all that extra food you've been getting~"

"Good evening, Floyd. And yes, I have. Convincing these simple people that I'm a god was one of the best things I could've done~" Jade smiles to himself.

"Ehe, you're getting so squishy~! Ooo, maybe I should get Azul to come see you! Maybe seeing you like this would make him feel better about himself." Floyd snickers to himself as he pokes at Jade's face. "But y'know, I've been wondering... how did you convince all those people that you're an all-powerful deity~?"

"It's simple, really." Jade chuckles to himself. "It was simply pure luck. I mean, truly, what are the odds of finding an isolated village of magicless individuals who don't even know magic exists in the middle of a famine? All it took was me using a growth spell on their crops, and they accepted me as their wonderful, powerful, hungry god..."

"Magic...?" You whisper to yourself as you watch from the bushes.

"Ooooo~ Hey Jaaaaade~ Looks like one of your "followers" is eavesdropping~"

That was one of the most terrifying moments of your life. After Floyd said that, Jade turned around in the water, making direct eye contact with you. You felt frozen, like you couldn't move at all... even if Jade isn't a deity, there's no doubting he's more powerful than you...

You step backwards slowly, before running away.

And the next morning...

You're rudely pulled from your bed by a bunch of random people.

You're dragged to the shoreline, and met with... him. Jade.

"Greetings, sacrifice."

He wastes no time at all, almost immediately stuffing your head into his mouth.

Jade is surprisingly efficient with consuming you... he swallows again, and again, and again, and again, until all of you is inside of him...

You're terrified. He's giving some speech to the rest of the village... before he dives back into the water.

You don't like being inside him. You're being rhythmically squeezed from every angle, and the inside of his stomach is, surprisingly, uncomfortably cold... not to mention, it's clear that, despite how early in the morning it is, he's already eaten quite a lot.

Then, he begins to speak to you.

"I apologize. You knew far too much~" Jade pauses, you can feel him poking at you, and happily patting his stomach. "Though, I assure you, I will not be simply letting you die in there... probably. It really depends on you."

"On... on me? What the hell are you talking about-?!"

"Well, if you agree to never tell anyone what you heard... then perhaps I'd be willing to let you go~"

To be honest... you definitely value your life over exposing Jade's lies.

"...y-you promise...?"

"Of course I do." He laughs to himself. "What kind of god would I be if I didn't keep my word, dear follower~?"

"...I... I won't mention anything about what I heard to anyone..." You say to him.

"Good."

You're let out onto a beach. It's nice to be outside of him again, but as you look around, you realize...

"Hey... this... this isn't my village-!"

"Oh, I know. But I simply can't let you return without knowing if I can fully trust you! After all, you. Could have just said that to get out~ I need to make sure I can trust you not to tell anyone! As such, you'll be remaining on this island for quite some time~" Jade smirks. "Don't worry, though, I'll take care of you during that time. I suspect you'll have learned your place in a month or so. Goodbye, dear worshipper~!"

Before you can protest, he dives beneath the waves once again.

#FINALLY DID IT #i've been putting this off for months lmfao #soft vore #safe vore #twst vore #twisted wonderland vore #same size vore #v.ore #v/ore #jade leech #v0re #sfw vore

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spencerfuckngreid · 3 months ago

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· T H E A R T O F G E T T I N G T O K N O W | S P E N C E R R E I D · PT 1

I'm sorry if some jokes don't make much sense in English, as they were originally written in Spanish. I'm not very good at English either, so this might not be the best translation. Sorry! This fanfic is just an experiment, so please don't be too harsh... I'm not a writer; I just want to have fun. Thanks, and I hope you enjoy it!

· Pairing: Spencer Reid/OC · Category: Fluff · Warning: None · Words: 2650 · Parts: Pt 2 · Pt 3 · Pt 4 · Summary : Eli, a psychology expert and old friend of Luke's, joins the UAC as a consultant and quickly bonds with Spencer Reid. As they delve into a complex case, Eli and Spencer find themselves drawn to each other on a deeper level. · Note about Eli: Her neurodivergence (She is autistic) is implied but it's never really said. · Spanish on Wattpad. English isn't my first language, be kind!

· Masterlist

· P O V E L I ·

Eli was sitting on the backrest of the bench. She took a sip of coffee and looked at her friend.

—Hey, give me a pastry, Luke. Are you going to eat them all or what? We always have the same fight over breakfast… if I didn’t love him… well, and if I wasn’t so sleepy…

—Haven't you already had one? —the dark-haired man protested.

—Hey! I really hate you sometimes. Don’t move the box away again! —Eli complained as she pulled the hood of her sweatshirt over her wavy, black hair. It was quite cold, especially this early.

Sometimes we had breakfast together before work. I work as a professor at the university; I studied psychology and forensic sciences. And Luke… well, he's a criminologist, working in the FBI’s Behavioral Analysis Unit.

—Seriously, give me a damn pastry. I’m hungry, and you’re such a glutton! —She jumped off the bench and tried to grab them.

—What the…? What do you mean by glutton? What’s that? AHAHAHA

—It means you eat a lot, that you eat everything, smartass… —Eli commented, narrowing her dark eyes.

—Really? Now you’re part of the Royal Academy of Language?

—Since when are you so sarcastic? I hate it when he makes me grumble… seriously, pff… By the way, aren’t you supposed to stay in shape for the FBI, oh “super smarcle agent ”?

—“Smarcle”?

—It’s a play on words, little brother. Do you know what that is? Smarty + muscles —the girl smiled mockingly.

—Uh, you’re so funny, shorty… If you keep laughing, you’re going to choke…

—You love it when I give you nicknames. Smarty is my favorite —she smiled broadly, tilting her head to look at him.

We’ve known each other since we were kids, we’re like siblings. I know he adores me, though sometimes… Well, our relationship is like that. I guess we love each other, but we can’t help it.

—Stop calling me that… I hate it…

—Oh… I’m sorry… did I hurt your little pastry-filled heart?

—Seriously…? hahaha you’re the worst… —Luke shifted and gave her the last pastry.— I knew he would do that… This idiot always makes me smile in the end. —Hey, changing the subject… have you thought about what I told you? Let me talk to my boss, seriously, your help would be great on this case.

—Seriously, Luke, I’m swamped with work…

—Eli… I know it scares you, but on the other hand, you’re motivated to try new things. It’s an opportunity to help a lot of people, and me… come on…- That pouty face… ugh…

—O-Okay… Yeah, yeah, I can do it, but if I get overwhelmed with work, I’ll have to drop it, you know that, right?

—Yes, yes, a thousand thanks, babe! I love you! —And I…

—I know —she said, raising an eyebrow before taking a sip of her coffee, as if it didn’t matter.

—Stop acting tough, dummy…

· P O V L U K E ·

Luke arrived at the BAU and greeted his colleagues, who were already working in the bullpen. He was a little late because he got held up with Eli.

—JJ, his blonde friend, greeted him quickly and commented—: Hey, I hope at least you brought something for breakfast, slowpoke.

—What’s up with all of you today? —Luke laughed—. Stop giving me a hard time for a bit, will you? Sometimes a guy has a heart —he said, pouting.

—All of you? —JJ’s eyes widened—. Uh, who’s the girl giving you a hard time…?

—Very funny, JJ… I wish it were that kind of thing —Luke joked with a smile.

Spencer chuckled, watching the scene, and Rossi held back his own jokes.

—I’ve been with Eli. She’s like my sister, so cut it out with those kinds of comments, will you? It’s… ugh, almost incestuous —his friends reacted with some laughter; they’d heard of her before but didn’t know her—. Anyway, I have to go talk to Emily, see you in a bit.

—Yes, sir… and he dodges work again… —Rossi commented.

—How’s that crossword coming along, Rossi? —Spencer couldn’t resist adding with a grin.

· P O V E L I ·

The hustle and bustle of the UAC headquarters was more overwhelming than I had anticipated. I accepted Luke's offer, but now that I was here, surrounded by strangers in an environment that seemed so alien to my world, I was starting to have doubts. "What kind of mess have I gotten myself into?"

—Eli, come here! —He greeted me with his usual carefree smile, the one he wears so well and that always made me feel a bit more at ease, but that also had the power to get me into trouble from which I didn’t know how to get out, because the truth is I’ve never been good at saying no and Luke tends to be very persuasive, he’s always been like that since we were kids. "Okay, Eli, you can do this. Just hold on a bit, meet the people, and then go back to your safe zone."

—Guys, this is Eli —Luke said, placing his hand on my shoulder.

I nodded, trying to appear calm and confident. "Okay, breathe, smile, and greet. Everything will be fine..."

—Hi, it’s a pleasure. —I tried to smile warmly, but meeting new people isn’t exactly my strength. So I’m not quite sure what my face looked like at that moment... I’m not too fond of having my personal space invaded and suddenly find a blonde girl 10 cm away from me... I almost died...

—Hi! I’m Garcia, Penelope. Oh my God, are you really friends with Luke? Do you put up with him? —I liked that she had a lot of decorations in her hair and wore so many colors. It was like she illuminated the room.

—Well... actually no, not much.

I tried to joke, but I think I was more serious than I intended, although she laughed. "Damn Luke, I shouldn’t have let him talk me into this. I think I’m having a panic attack right now, there are too many new people here..."

—Haha... so funny, Eli... I think what Eli means, Garcia, is that I put up with her. Let me introduce you to the others. Rossi, JJ, Matt, and... Where’s Reid?

—He said he’d be late today, he’ll be here in a bit —JJ, the long-haired blonde with clear eyes, added—. Let’s start without him.

"Great... come on Eli, take it step by step... Be cordial, do your job, smile, kill Luke, and go home. Not necessarily in that order."

Luke took me around, introducing me to the rest of the team. I tried to keep my composure, but my mind was a mess. "I’m smiling, right? Touch your face subtly and check... Okay, no, damn it, smile, your serious face is scary. Okay, good, now yes. Be beautiful, be a damn Disney princess."

Finally, Luke led me to his desk, and I sat down, grateful for a moment of rest. The atmosphere was pleasant, yes, but also overwhelming in a way I hadn’t anticipated. I need a lot of preparation, and new environments overwhelm me too much. Just at that moment, I heard Luke’s soft voice breaking the silence.

—Don’t worry, Eli, you’ll do well here. Besides, you haven’t met Reid yet. I’m sure you’ll like him —he said with a reassuring smile.

—Yeah... It’s not that... Too many people all of a sudden... All unknown... —I replied with a somewhat forced smile, though I was starting to feel a bit more comfortable. Hopefully, I could handle the situation without seeming like a complete rookie.

—Come on Eli... You can handle this and more. I trust you, so trust yourself too. I love you, okay? —I smiled at him, trying, in part, to feel better about myself.

· P O V S P E N C E R ·

I arrived later than usual, and when I walked into the office, the first thing I noticed was the new presence in the room. Luke was talking to a woman who, by her posture and the way she looked around, seemed a bit out of place, but still maintained a smile on her face, a smile that looked forced.

As I approached, I could see that she was making a visible effort to fit in. Luke spotted me immediately.

—Reid! —he called out, pointing to the new arrival—. Come here, let me introduce you, our new external consultant. My friend Elisabeth Jackson.

Elisabeth looked at me, and for a second, our gazes met. I don’t know what happened in that moment that threw me off completely. She smiled shyly, and something in her expression made me smile too.

—Hi, Elisabeth. It’s a pleasure to meet you —I said, trying to sound as friendly as possible. Her dark, intense eyes sparkled with an intelligence that seemed to want to analyze every little detail. But also a hint of nervousness that made me smile, recognizing in her someone who, like me, might prefer to be in a quiet library rather than in the midst of a group of talking people.

—Hi, Reid. —She said with a friendly tone, though I perceived a slight tension in her voice. —Eli is fine... —she hesitated.

—Okay, Eli... yeah, sorry... —I don’t know why I got nervous, suddenly felt like an idiot for apologizing.

We stood there for a moment, exchanging tense but cordial smiles, until Luke broke the silence to continue with the introductions, and we went back to our daily routine. However, I couldn’t help but glance at Eli a couple more times during the morning, curious, not knowing why she intrigued me so much.

· P O V E L I ·

Spencer Reid's arrival jolted me out of my reverie. The prodigy in his field, well, in many fields, I knew who he was, and of course, I was familiar with his work, but I didn’t recall his eyes, and that they would impact me more than his publications. "Girl, what are you thinking...?"

Yes, I knew him from college, just from a couple of classes; we crossed paths occasionally, though he doesn’t seem to remember who I am, to be honest. Understandable, on the other hand.

We sat together during the meeting, and although I spent most of the time in silence, feeling like an outsider in a new environment, Reid made the atmosphere a bit more bearable. He didn’t talk much, but when he did, his words carried a weight that made them seem more significant.

He looked at me with his brown, curious eyes, as if he were trying to decipher who I was. *He did this repeatedly throughout the day and I tried not to seem too nervous; I didn’t want them to think I wasn’t up to the task. "He’s uncomfortably kind, analytical, looking for something... and my abilities drop to -1000 when someone is watching me, damn it..."

The day went on, and despite my initial anxiety, I gradually started to feel more comfortable. Garcia was a whirlwind of positive energy, and although she intimidated me at first, I soon found that her enthusiasm was contagious. Spencer, on the other hand, was a calm and constant presence, someone I knew I could share deep conversations with without feeling judged.

The first day was going quite well. "I need a break..." I went to the common room and sat down to eat something, not before getting distracted by making little paper balls with a napkin and scribbling in my small red notebook. Spencer walked in just as I was stacking several objects on top of each other, trying to see if I could balance them. Me and my brilliant mind.

—Sometimes, a break is just what you need to think clearly. —He said as he pulled a sandwich from his bag, looking at Eli with amused curiosity and sitting down across from her.

—Eli jumped and knocked everything over, not without letting out a small scream first. —Oh, crap... —She turned beet red as she looked up and began to pick everything up.

—Spencer chuckled quietly. —What are you doing...?

—I... uh... n-nothing... It’s just how I am. —She opened her eyes wide. "What are you saying?! How are you like this?! Are you dumb or what?"

—He couldn’t hold back and let out a small laugh. *—*He seemed entertained, certainly... an improvised 3D puzzle.

—Well... yeah... —He cleared his throat, biting his lip, fiddling with the napkin. —I like puzzles.

—Yeah, I can tell. —The brunette gave a smile, leaning a little toward her, almost instinctively. —I guess this job, like psychology, has something to do with puzzles.

—Eli smiled softly, feeling more at ease and forgetting the previous incident, then hesitated before continuing. —I’ve always been interested in human behavior, patterns... Since I was little, I’d observe how people acted. In fact, when I was in college... —She paused for a few seconds, hesitating. —I had a class in criminology with you. You were... well, like you are now: brilliant.

—Really? —He asked, furrowing his brow slightly as he tried to remember, looking up. —What was the class?

—Advanced Psychology. —She murmured uncertainly. —You were always at the front.

—Advanced Psychology... —he repeated, then his expression changed as if something clicked in his memory. —Row four, seat six... was that you? You always had a notebook... yes, like that one, red, and you sat near the window.

—Oh! —She exclaimed, surprised and a bit flushed. —Yes, that was me... I can’t believe you remember so well. "Don’t get too excited, friend, he has a super brain, it’s not because of you."

—I have eidetic memory, but... —he smiled slightly, somewhat embarrassed. —It’s not always so clear with people. What seems odd to me is that you noticed me, I mean, hmm... well, you know... that you specifically remember me... —Spencer trailed off, unsure of how to finish.

"I need to scream and process everything he’s telling me. Are there any hidden messages here? Can someone translate all this for me?!" —Uh... Well, it’s that I’ve always played at that, really, I like observing and learning. I memorize what people do, how they are, how they might be... So I remember weird things at absurd moments, I suppose —she admitted with a soft laugh, now feeling more at ease. —You always seemed so focused, so... in your own world.

—It’s funny... —he said, looking directly into her eyes, with a sincere smile. —I always thought I was completely alone in that world, but maybe that wasn’t entirely true.

—I’m glad to know I wasn’t so invisible after all. —She said, holding back a sigh.

—Definitely not. —He said softly, smiling —And now, I’m really happy that we’re here, sharing something more than just a class.

—And I... —she replied, feeling the conversation flow naturally, though she felt like running through the halls screaming and completely red. She wasn’t sure if she had a kind, panicked, or clownish expression. "Oh God, I’m losing it. What’s happening? He’s adorable and I want to die!!"

The case would continue its course; Luke provided me with constant support, he knows my difficulties, and for me, the most important thing at that moment was to adapt, to find my place among them. With a bit of luck, I might feel settled in this new environment. "Come on, Eli. Just one step at a time." · Requests via DM ·

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Well, the first chapter. I had an introduction, but I decided to combine it with the first chapter since it felt too short. I hope you like it; I'll try to update soon. I'm really enjoying writing the conversations, to be honest. There’s still quite a bit to go, I don’t know how many chapters there will be, but my idea is for this to be very FLUFFY, you know, kisses, intimacy, cuddles... we'll get there. If you have any comments, contributions, or questions... you know where to find me. That will come soon, I’ll speed up to get to the important stuff, I promise.

Kisses!

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oliviaischillin1204 · 1 year ago

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Hungry For Raspberries

[olivia's note: hello gang! time for another wonderful offering from the incomparable anne onymous! thank you anne!!!]

Today had been a rather tickly day for Virgil. Not that he minded, of course. Tickling was pretty common in the Mind Palace, but today really...took the biscuit? Took the cake? Took everything in the bakery, or however the saying goes, Virgil couldn't remember. It first started this morning when Roman was given the dreaded task of waking Virgil, who always slept in until noon if you let him.

Virgil buried his face in his pillow, giggling madly as he tried not to think of Roman who was hovering over him with wiggling fingers. "Come on, Virgil. If you don't come out, the tickle monster's coming iiin!" Roman teased in a sing-song voice. "I'm gay!" Virgil squealed, his voice muffled by the pillow. "That's not what we meant and you know it." Roman said, sitting down on the bed. "We?" Virgil asked, looking up at the creative Side. "Yes, "we". As in me...and the TICKLE MONSTER!" Roman exclaimed, scribbling his fingers all over Virgil's ribs, causing the emo to squirm and giggle.

Safe to say, Virgil definitely didn't oversleep this morning. And that was just the beginning. Later on in the living room, he kept putting his feet on the coffee table which annoyed Logan to no end. Finally, he had enough and grabbed Virgil's feet, placing them on his lap.

"How many times did I tell you to stop putting your feet on the coffee table?" Logan asked. "Four." Virgil replied. "And how many times did you listen?" Logan queried. "Zero." Virgil answered. "Hence why it is your own fault for what I am about to do." Logan said, tickling the arches of Virgil's socked feet. "Ahahaha! I'm sohohohorry!" Virgil apologised. "Somehow I doubt that highly. Perhaps your punishment should be more precise." Logan reasoned, slowly slipping off Virgil's socks. "Uh-oh." Virgil giggled. ""Uh-oh" indeed, Virgil. Allow me to tell you the story of five little piggies. And since I know you just adore this story, I might even tell it twice." Logan said with a sly grin as Virgil hid his face in a couch pillow. He was pleasantly surprised that Logan would play "This Little Piggy" with him given how serious Logan tends to be and how that nursery rhyme is for children.

So yeah, quite a busy morning. As for right now? Virgil was currently in a very tickly cuddle with Patton on the couch. He was smothering Virgil's neck and ears in kisses and nuzzles while squeezing his sides. As Virgil squealed and wiggled in his embrace, Patton thought he could hear a "stop" among his giggles. "Sorry kiddo, are you not in the mood?" Patton asked, stopping everything. But Patton couldn't be more wrong. His neck nuzzles and tickly kisses were the best, but all the previous attacks put Virgil in a really big lee mood. One that couldn't be cured with gentle tickles. Virgil wanted something a little more...intense. "Actually, umm, I was just wondering if you could maybe, uhhh, move to a different spot?" Virgil asked shyly. "Oh, ok. What about your armpits? Is that better?" Patton asked, scribbling in Virgil's sensitive hollows. "Eek! Hahahahaha! Nohohoho, nohohot thehehehere!" Virgil giggled. "What about your ribs?" Patton asked, poking and prodding at Virgil's ribs. "Ahahahaha! Gehehetting wahaharmer!" Virgil squealed. "Oh, I see. You want the tickle monster to give you tummy tickles, hmm?" Patton teased, skittering across Virgil's tummy with both hands.

"Ahahahahaha! Yehehehes, buhut nohot lihike thahahahat!" Virgil cackled, pushing Patton's hands away. "Not like what?" Patton asked. "Not with...not that way." Virgil said. "You mean with my hands?" Patton guessed. Virgil nodded. "Oh. Well I'm sure Roman has some crafting feathers we could borrow. Or we could use this new feather duster Logan just got, oh my goodness, he got me with it yesterday and it was so tickly, I didn't even know I could be that ticklish. I think I could even tickle myself with it, but of course Logan would argue that your brain anticipates–" Patton suggested but Virgil interrupted. "No f-feathers either, just...I mean...God, why is this so hard?" he stammered, burying his face in his hands in frustration. Virgil and Logan always struggled when it came to asking for tickles, Roman and Patton were the only ones who could shamelessly ask. One time Roman upright asked Virgil and he almost choked on his coffee.

"Maybe try texting it to me. That way you don't have to say anything." Patton suggested. Virgil took out his phone and started to type. But it turns out just writing the word and having to look at it can be just as difficult sometimes. Thank god for emojis. Just one problem: there's no raspberry emoji on his phone. But there was a strawberry emoji and a mouth emoji. That should do it. Patton's phone buzzed as he got the text but his face screwed up in confusion as he read it.

💜Virgil🌩:

👄🍓

"You wanna get a snack first?" Patton asked hesitantly. Virgil facepalmed and groaned. Take 2. This time he had to be more direct. Patton's phone buzzed again and Patton thankfully didn't look as confused as before at this one.

💜Virgil🌩:

👋❌ 🪶❌ 👄✅

"Ahhh, I think I get it now." Patton said, pushing Virgil's shirt up and straddling his thighs with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Virgil covered his eyes with his arms to avoid eye contact with Patton. "Ok kiddo. Ready?" Patton asked. Virgil nodded and Patton blew the biggest raspberry he could into Virgil's belly, making him scream with laughter. "AHAHAHAHAHA! OH MY GOHOHOHOHOD! HAHAHAHAHA!" Virgil shrieked, kicking and squirming like crazy. When it finally ended, Patton caught his breath while Virgil giggled happily from the phantom vibrations that made his tummy tingle and gave him butterflies. "Was that fun?" Patton asked, smiling as he noticed Virgil's eyeshadow had turned purple and glittery. Virgil nodded then suddenly covered his belly protectively with his arms, giggling more. "Had enough?" Patton guessed. "No, I just thought how much it would ti...how bad it would be to experience three r...to have three at once." Virgil confessed, curling into himself. "Think you can handle it?" Patton asked. Virgil nodded.

"Logan! Roman! Virgil's hungry for raspberries!" Patton called. Logan and Roman rose up into the room with amused expressions. "You're still in the mood for tickles?" Roman asked. "Was my storytelling not satisfactory? I was even generous enough to do it twice." Logan teased, causing Virgil to squeak and hide his face in his hood. "I'd suggest moving from the couch to the floor for this, Virgil." Patton advised. Avoiding eye contact with anyone, Virgil walked away from the couch and laid down on the floor. "So, how are we gonna do this?" Virgil asked hesitantly. "How about Logan on your left, Roman on your right and me in the middle?" Patton suggested. Virgil nodded in agreement and the others got into position. Logan knelt down by Virgil's left side while Roman sat by Virgil's right side and Patton went back to straddling his thighs. "Let's do a warm up first. We should see if you can handle two at once before diving into three." Patton recommended. Virgil held back a whine and nodded. Without any warning, he felt two raspberries being blown on the sides of his bare belly.

"HAHAHAHAHA! HEHEHEHEHEY, NOHOHOHOT FAHAHAHAIR! AHAHAHAHA!" Virgil bellowed. Roman and Logan gave each other a smug look while they caught their breath. Meanwhile Virgil giggled like a mad man and squirmed from the phantom tickles as he recovered. "Still think you can handle three?" Roman asked. Virgil nodded. "Just in case, we should come up with a safe word." Logan recommended. ""Panic" works for me." Virgil suggested. The others nodded in agreement and prepared themselves. "Ready Virgil?" Patton asked. Virgil nodded and braced himself. "Ok, on three. One..." Patton started. "Two..." Logan continued. "Three!" Roman finished. They all took a deep breath and blew right into Virgil's belly. He screamed and cackled and kicked and bucked like crazy. "NOHOHOHOHO!!! AHAHAHAHAHA!!! PAHAHAHAHANIC!!!" Virgil screamed. Everyone stopped immediately and Logan went to the kitchen to get some water for Virgil.

"Thahat...wahas...soho bahad." Virgil gasped. "Was it still fun?" Roman asked. Virgil nodded. "Here, Virgil. This should help you." Logan said, handing him the glass. "Thanks." Virgil replied, drinking the water gratefully. As he continued to catch his breath, Patton couldn't help but feel slight envy. Oh well, there's an easy fix for that. "My turn!" Patton exclaimed, lying down with his arms up. The others gave Patton a fond look before surrounding him in a similar fashion to before with Virgil: Roman and Logan by his sides and Virgil straddling his thighs after finally composing himself. "Any specific instructions?" Virgil inquired, moving Patton's shirt up to reveal his sensitive tummy. "First I want just one on my belly, then two at the same time, and then all three of you at once. Please." Patton instructed. "Got it. Safeword?" Virgil asked. Patton thought for a moment before blurting out "Kitties!"

""Kitties" it is. And if you forget or can't say it, just bang on the ground like a wrestler tapping out, ok?" Virgil suggested. Patton nodded, eagerly awaiting the tickles. Virgil decided not to go first considering he was just tickled senseless a minute ago, so he gave Roman a subtle nod and he gladly did the honours. Thankfully, Patton still seemed to enjoy himself. "YAHAHAHAHAY! HAHAHAHAHAHA!" he squealed. Virgil smiled down at the giggly father figure as Roman got back up for air. "Would've gone first, but I need to give my lungs a break." Virgil explained. Patton nodded in understanding but was soon cackling like mad as Roman and Logan once again went for the surprise tactic. "HAHAHAHAHA! IT'S SOHOHOHO TICKLY! HAHAHAHAHA!" Patton cackled. "That's kind of the point, Padre. This would be really awkward if it didn't." Roman pointed out after he stopped.

"Still certain you want to go through the final round?" Logan checked. Patton nodded eagerly. "Ok, if you insist. On three?" Virgil suggested. Patton shook his head. "Ok, I guess we're diving right in." Virgil said. And just like that, Patton felt three raspberries being blown on his ticklish tummy and completely lost it. "HAHAHAHAHA!!! NOHOHOHOHO!!! KIHIHITTIHIHIES!!!" Patton shrieked. The sensations stopped immediately and Roman went to fetch Patton a glass of water. "You good, Patton?" Logan asked. Patton nodded, still catching his breath. "Here." Roman said as he gave Patton the glass. "Thahanks." Patton gasped before swallowing it down slowly. The others watched him for about two minutes to be sure he was definitely alright. "I'm ok, don't worry. Just needed a second." Patton assured. "I must say, this activity is actually quite amusing. I'm tempted to try it myself." Logan confessed. "You should try it, Logan. It's really fun." Patton said. "Well, it is my job as Thomas's logic to understand things, so, very well." Logan reasoned, blushing hard.

"Don't bother with the singular one, I'm already aware of how it feels." he added, lying down comfortably. "Ok. Safeword?" Virgil asked. "Crofters." Logan said. "How original." Roman teased, straddling Logan's thighs. "Don't get cocky or I'll make your turn figurative hell." Logan warned. "Isn't that the whole point of this?" Virgil asked, settling himself down by Logan's left side. "Touché–HEHEHEHEHEY! HAHAHAHAHA! IT'S SOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAD!" Logan cackled in surprise as both Patton and Virgil blew on his belly. "I wish you could see this from my perspective, because this is hilarious." Roman remarked as Logan recovered from the surprise raspberries. "Roman, be nice." Patton scolded. "You still good to go, Lo?" Virgil checked, relieved when the logical Side nodded. "Care for countdown?" Roman inquired. "From five will do." Logan said. "Alrighty then, in five..." Patton started. "Four, three..." Roman continued. "Two, one!" Virgil finished, before everyone blew on Logan's belly, shattering his composure. "GAHAHAHAHA!!! I CAHAHAHAN'T TAHAHAKE IHIHIT!!! CROHOHOHOFTERS!!!" Logan shrieked, causing everyone to stop and Virgil went to get him a glass of water.

"You alright?" Patton asked. Logan nodded and sat upright, trying to calm his breathing. "Here you go." Virgil said as he handed Logan the glass, watching him sipping carefully. As soon as he was done, Roman spoke up. "Looks like we've saved the best for last." he said, lying down confidently and pulling his shirt up. "Don't bother with warm-ups, just dive right in!" Roman requested, raising his hands behind his head. "Are you sure, Roman?" Patton checked. "Yeah, it's pretty intense, dude." Virgil warned. "You should at least try two at once before just submitting yourself to three." Logan advised, straddling Roman but was met with a glare. "Alright, if you're positive about it. Safeword?" Patton asked. "Disney, obviously." Roman replied. "Fitting. Would you like a countdown?" Logan asked. "From ten." Roman answered. "Ten?! Jeez." Virgil exclaimed. "What can I say? Anticipation is half the fun." Roman said. But he didn't just mean his own anticipation. Roman smirked as he watched the others impatiently count down from ten and decided to tease them by saying they were counting too fast and must start all over again. Finally after ten agonisingly long seconds, touchdown.

"AHAHAHAHAHA!!! IHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLES!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Roman bellowed. "That's the point, Roman. This would be a fruitless endeavour otherwise." Logan said as everyone got back up for some much needed oxygen. Patton went to get Roman a glass of water but Roman stopped him by grabbing his ankle. "Agahahain." Roman giggled. "You wanna go through that, again?!" Virgil asked in disbelief. Roman nodded. "Uhh, well, if you're sure, Roman. I guess we could do it again." Patton said hesitantly, kneeling back down. "Should we go down to two at once this time?" Logan suggested, causing Roman to shake his head and looked almost offended. "Very well, then, if you're certain. Shall we count down again?" Logan asked. Roman shook his head again. The others didn't bother with responding and just blew more raspberries on his belly again. "GAHAHAHAHA!!! OH GOHOHOHOD!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Roman cackled. The others stopped to catch their breath and Patton once again tried to go get a glass of water for Roman, but the prince stopped him once again.

"One mohohore." Roman giggled. "Are you kidding me?!" Virgil yelled. "Roman, if we do this too much, it could have serious repercussions such as loss of consciousness, bladder failure or even-" Logan protested but was interrupted by a kick and glare from Roman, causing him to roll his eyes. "Fine. Just don't say we didn't warn you." Logan said. "I thought I had it bad earlier, but you're like a masochist today." Virgil commented. Against their better judgement, the three once again blew into his tummy and Roman lost it. His laughter went silent as he banged his fists on the floor. Virgil was the only one who remembered the tapping out backup plan and stopped, pushing Patton and Logan away from Roman. Patton rushed to the kitchen to finally get that water while Logan and Virgil guided Roman through his breathing. Patton arrived with four glasses, receiving a rather puzzled look from Virgil. "Uh, I don't think he needs that much water, Pat." Virgil said. "It's not just for him, the other three are for us." Patton explained, passing out the glasses. Roman desperately gulped down his water while Logan, Patton and Virgil merely sipped away slowly. After about five minutes, Roman was finally fully calmed down.

"You ok, Princey?" Virgil asked. "Yeah, I'm alright now." Roman assured. "We warned you to not push yourself too far." Logan said. "But I was having fun." Roman whined before letting out a yawn. Patton giggled before finding himself yawning too. "Hey Roman, you got enough energy to help me summon something?" Patton inquired. "Sure, what do you need?" Roman asked. Patton whispered in Roman's ear, causing the creative Side to hold back giggles. His ears weren't usually ticklish, but those three rounds of raspberries pumped up his senses from one to one hundred. Nonetheless, he understood Patton's request and gladly delivered. The room was now covered top to bottom in blankets, fairylights strung across the ceiling and pillows scattered across the floor. Logan and Virgil couldn't help but smile at Roman's handiwork. "I thought we could use a cosy blanket fort to take a nap in after all that." Patton explained, summoning his cat onesie. Logan and Virgil wanted to protest but couldn't fight back their own yawns. Roman and Virgil summoned their onesies while Logan summoned his blue pyjamas. "Come on, Logan. If I'm doing this, there's no reason you shouldn't." Virgil argued. Logan wanted to protest but found himself too tired to do so and summoned his onesie. The four Sides cuddled up together under the blankets and enjoyed a well-deserved afternoon nap.

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Red Velvet - Chapter 8 part 2

MasterList / Akane’s profile / Last chapter here

Chapter 8 - Christmas Party (part 2)

Even though the Seaweed Head went first, no one was left hungry. Kanami knew the electorate she had, and despite being a bottomless pit, Ohma wasn't greedy, it was just the heat of their play fight that woke up his instincts.

At least it served to sober them up.

The food was generously distributed to everyone and the hotpot started to cook, so finally Ohma could have his half of the Christmas turkey.

"It's the only situation where I normally see him smiling," Okubo comments to Tomori. "Look at this idiot's face, he likes his food more than his own girlfriend, ahahaha."

"That's so mean, Naoh!," Tomori laughs, a hand quickly covering her mouth. "But really… the bakery's profits have increased since Ohma started going there for a reason, after all, hahaha! And everything is delicious, Kanny!"

"Thanks," She smiles. "He helped despite being kicked out of the kitchen," she points to Ohma with her head. He ate calmly, but still shrugged to participate in the conversation.

"He helped by staying out, I presume," Okubo mocks, and Kanami laughs.

"No, he was helping me with our last minute grocery shopping," She strokes her boyfriend's head. "Especially with the ham. The stores were packed, but he still menaged to get it."

"Hey," he raises his head, looking at her. "It's a reason to fight, so I'm in. And you gave me several of them."

She blushes a lot, and Akane holds her cheeks, squeaking softly.

"Oh wow, I can't stand you guys," She hides her face on Rihito's shoulder. "All that sugar is gonna make me cry, I don't watch romantic films for a reason, guys..."

Rihito laughs, shaking his head. "There are only sissies at this table, I can't stand it either, hahaha!"

"You’re including yourself, right?," Okubo hiccups with a laugh, still busy with the food.

"I’m just going with the flow, damn it! I get too impressionable when I'm drunk. And anyway, this woman here is a bad influence," He smiles mischievously at Akane, extending a hand and placing a strand of blonde hair behind her ear, and she smiles with her mouth closed. Mariko, blinking, leans over and asks Himuro in a whisper, "Are you sure they're not dating?"

"Absolutely," He responded promptly, but he was smiling as if he were having fun with some very private secret. "And yes, Miss Kanami, everything is delicious. I hope there’s still room for dessert later…"

"If there's no space left, it's okay," Ohma smiles. "I can clean all the plates myself…"

"Good, so are you going to wash the dishes later?," Kanami smiles mischievously.

"What does one thing have to do with the other?"

"If you are going to clean the plates…"

"Oh… why not?," He shrugs.

"I’ll help if there’s a lot," Okubo offers.

"Hell no, they're mine!," Ohma exclaims.

"Ohma, he's talking about washing the dishes, not eating your share…," Kanami sighs.

"Oh, okay. Fine be me then," He continues eating.

"Look how whipped he is," Akane whispers to Rihito. "He doesn't even notice it."

"If there is food involved, Kelpthullu becomes the most whipped creature on the face of the earth," Rihito laughs sharply, while Tomori says, "I'll help with the dishes too, before serving dessert. I'm seriously thinking about making coffee too, because it will help a lot with the drinking. You still have that coffee maker you got as a gift from your parents, right, Kannty?"

"Yes, I just had to put it away to have space to cook, but I'll go grab it now," She nods. "There's also hot chocolate powder on the other shelf, if you want."

"I do."

"Yeah, there was no need to ask you," Kana puts her hand on her boyfriend's head, and he immediately closes his eyes. Akane really wants to laugh, almost hidden behind Rihito. He noticed she was blushing.

"I accept it too, but what I really want is a rematch!," Rihito points to Ohma with a snort. "You only knocked me down like that because I was dizzy, ya hear me? Just wait until I sober up!"

"Do you want Miss Kanami to kick your ass, Rihito?," Himuro grumbles, to which he responds, shrieking a little, "Hell no! We're gonna fight outside, let’s take off these ridiculous sweaters and get down and dirty!"

Ohma looks at his face with a sparkle in his eyes, but Kanami stops him by saying 'dessert'. He immediately lifts his plate, his eyes shining even brighter.

"Outside? But it's snowing...," Mariko says, a little worried, and Rihito shakes his head vigorously.

"That's even better, the cold will sharpen your instincts!," He smiles at Akane, a hand on her back when he notices her redness. "Do you still want to see me tearing up some wooden logs with my fingers? I can do that too, hehe."

"We'll do this when we actually have wood to tear, right now we only have concrete and snow outside," She tries to recover herself without much success. "But we can play in the snow later, the ground will be pretty fluffy and no one will get hurt."

"Yeah, I'm in, but later," Okubo smiles, starting to put cookies on his plate, and a piece of chocolate pie.

"I can cut down a tree in the street, then there will be enough wood for-"

"Quit it, Rihito! Yeah, we're definitely going to need this dessert. This idiot becomes a natural disaster when he's drunk," Himuro snorts with a roll of his eyes. "And when Okubo joins him, no stone is left unturned."

"I know that well…," Tomori sighs with affectionate exasperation.

"I want pie too!," Akane smiles, taking a plate for herself and handing another to Rihito, smiling immensely. Kanami grabs the coffee machine and starts making some with Tomori.

Rihito takes the plate she offered him and goes to get some pie, that stupid smile seemingly permanently plastered on his face. Ohma, Okubo and Himuro knew him well and knew what he was like when he drank too much. He could either act like an idiotic clown who had the most dangerous ideas a drunk could have, or become a violent brawler prone to breaking everything around him. But that open, almost childish happiness was something new. He almost started jumping up and down when Akane placed a chocolate pie slice on his plate. Okubo looked at Ohma and saw the same expression on his face. He looked at Himuro, raising an eyebrow.

"Bro," He says in a disbelieving tone. He didn't need to say anything else.

"Yep," That's all Himuro says, nodding his head very solemnly. Damn, they were going to have a lot to tell Kaneda when he got back…

"I think you and I have something in common, Kana," Akane says, no longer calling the baker by her nickname. "We love seeing people with an appetite, right?"

"Of course," She smiles. "It’s rewarding, even more so given the time I spent cooking everything…"

"I'm not on your level, but I feel good anyway," Akane smiles more tenderly while looking at Rihito. "Hey He-man, you don't have to compete with Kepthullu. I like you feeling good, not having stomach aches."

"Don’t worry, woman, I can handle it!," He exclaims with his mouth full. "Tell her how I managed to put more than fifteen frankfurters in my mouth at once, Okubo, c'mon!"

"Yeah, Miss Agata, we are well aware of how Rihito secretly enjoys sausages."

"Fuck you, Himuro!," Himuro shrieks while Tomori bursts into laughter, pouring coffee into a mug and serving her boyfriend.

"Don’t worry, Akane, we'll keep an eye on them to make sure they don’t go overboard. You don't want to fell stuffed when you go training in the snow, do you?"

"It was never a problem with me…"

"You're not in the equation, love," Kanami takes a sip from her coffee. "Do you want coffee or hot cocoa?," She blinks when he lifts two fingers. "Both? Nah, choose only one," He keeps the two fingers lifted, now frowning with his mouth full. "... Oh, you want hot cocoa! I get it now, sorry."

"Coffee makes me restless," He manages to say with a frown. "And I don't like all the tachycardia either. I already have enough of it when I'm with you."

"That's enough," Akane gets up, blushing "Just give one more pie slice, Kana, I'm going to throw myself in the snow," she turns around with her plate in her hands, talking loudly as she leaves the kitchen. "Aaargh, I can't take this! Oh my God, I'm almost melting!"

Rihito chokes on his pie slice as he bursts out laughing, his mouth slightly covered in chocolate, while the others laugh more quietly. Tomori comments, "She's really drunk, because the Akane I know would be cursing and making fun of you guys, not throwing these cute tantrums, hahaha!"

"She went to the living room," Okubo comments. "Welp... Just Dance, anyone?"

"I'll pass," Ohma shakes his head. "I want to play a horror game, it's past midnight."

"It’s already half past one in the morning, actually. We're really having fun," Kanami smiles. "I accept whatever they decide."

"Just Dance! Just one round, c'mon!," Rihito exclaims excitedly. "I want to have the pleasure of dethroning that gigolo!"

"Gigolo...?," Mariko raises her eyebrows a little, to which Himuro declares, pointing at Rihito, "In your dreams! But I accept the challenge."

"Jeez! Is the dance contest going to start?!," Akane appears at the kitchen door again. "Sign me up! How are we gonna do this? Mariko, will you be Mr. Tan's dance partner for the night or can I challenge him on my own? If it's the first option, Rihito and I will destroy you!"

"You said it, Akane! Excuse me...," He helps himself with some more of the contents of one of the bottles that were brought, turning everything in his mouth at once, to which Himuro exclaims, "Stop drinking already, dipshit, you'll get alcohol poisoning at this rate!"

"Just one shot, damn it, to get me in the mood! I have to loosen up!"

"I accept the challenge... and a sip from that bottle," Mariko sighs, and it's Tomori's turn to choke on her pie amidst the laughter.

"Yay!," Akane jumps up. "Let's rock!"

"The whore couple versus the gigolo and his friend," Kanami smiles. "This will be very interesting..."

"Yep," Ohma nods, distracted while cleaning another plate. Himuro sees when he looks at him from the corner of his eye, raising an eyebrow, grabing his phone and putting it on the table, and then going back to eating.

Himuro puts a hand over his mouth, trying to hide his laughter. Boy, Lihito could never deny the veracity of that night's events. There would be too much undeniable evidence for that.

They accompany Akane to the living room after satisfying themselves (partially, in Ohma's case), those who had no interest in Just Dance settling down on the couches. The cat, Medeyami, had apparently smelled food, because he had worked up enough courage to slowly go down the stairs, trying to remain unnoticed as he headed towards the kitchen.

But he couldn't get past Ohma's radar.

"HEY! You backstabber! I'm not done with you!," He charges, and the cat runs away. Kanami just sighs, shaking her head, when he goes after the cat too, making everyone laugh.

"Dude, we already told you, that’s not what 'backstabber’ means," Himuro sighs, but he still smiles, because hearing Kanami’s boyfriend call a cat 'backstabber' caused Mariko to laugh. "Anyway, what's it gonna be? Best of three?"

"With the way my partner here can shake those hips, we won't even need a tiebreaker!," Rihito exchanges a high-five with Akane.

"Exactly," she smiles. "It's an All-or-Nothing!"

"Don't get ahead of yourselves, Himuro here is an amazing dancer," Mariko declares. Tomori laughs again, leaning against Okubo with her mug of hot cocoa.

"Come on, love, who do you bet on?"

"After what I saw at Brazuca’s, I won’t bet my money on either of them.”

"I'm going with Himuro," Ohma says, coming up behind the others with the cat in his arms. "He's the only one I already saw dancing."

Everyone jumps up, Mariko even letting out a high-pitched squeal and clinging to Himuro's arm.

"Ayee! Hon!," Kanami grunts, a hand on her chest. "You can't stop being stealthy even when you're drunk!?"

"Damn it, Tokita, quit that shit already!"

"Fuck, man, go scare your mom or something!," Akane waves her arms, controlling herself not to hit the guy.

"Ohma, you almost made me drop my hot cocoa mug!"

"I told you guys! He's a fucking apparition!," Himuro takes a deep breath before continuing. "But okay, let's just do one round for now. If by chance there is a draw, there will be one more song to change the score once and for all. The pair that wins gets the last chocolate pie slices.

"I cover it with most of the cookies that Tomori brought!," Rihito decrees, to which Mariko comments, "They really like your cookies, huh, Tomoh…"

"Girl, you have no idea! Naoh is crazy jealous of them," Tomori laughs.

"Hey, not the pie!," Ohma protests.

"Then beat her to a dance, you freakin' poltergeist," Okubo had almost spilled his coffee and he burnt his tongue, so he was pissed.

"You fucking shitheads... I'M IN!," He hands the cat to Kanami. "I'm going to beat you all on my own!"

"I doubt it, Kelpthullu!," Akane smiles. "And the competition is in pairs, so you'd be disqualified anyway."

"Kanami…?," he looks hopefully at the baker, who sighs a lot.

"I don’t want to, but…"

"Me and Medeyami, then!," he points to the cat. Kanami's eyes widen.

"Hey, leave my cat alone!," she gets up. "I'm also in."

"Wow, we’re going to have more competition!," Akane laughs.

"All this because of some slices of pie," Kanami sighs a lot. "Seriously, I can make something else for you..."

"Are you going back on your word, Kana?"

"No, you sea monster," She growls. "But you're going to fight for this even if you lose, I'm predicting all hell breaking loose."

"I'm not going to lose," He says, resolutely, his face very determined. "And you're going to fight side by side with me, right?"

She looks at him and smiles. "Always."

"Wow, they're still acting all cute," Akane grunts. "Let's get this shit started already!"

"Fuck yeah, now this is a real competition!," Rihito throws his arms in the air before turning to Okubo and Tomori. "Aren't you guys going to join in?"

"Nah. Fierce competition. If Naoh wants to, that's fine, but I'm content with just being a judge," Tomori shrugs.

Okubo shakes his head, leaning back on the couch. "I'm terrible at this, and someone has to make sure you guys don't choose only what suits you. Let's play fair, alright?"

Everyone nods in agreement. Akane smiles mischievously afterwards.

"Fair enough. So, let’s get started, I’m getting excited!," Rihito clenches his fists. "I'll be even more if I get some more booze-"

"No!," There is a collective scream in the living room, as he jumps in fright.

"Fuck, okay! Holy shit, just because they know I'm unbeatable when I drink..."

"If you drink any more you won't be able to even walk, get a grip," Okubo complains. "I carried your drunk ass on my back enough to know what I'm talking about. Come on, you two go first," he points to Himuro and Mariko. "The karaoke champions can do the honors."

"Fair enough. Shall we?," He extends his hand to Mariko, who accepts it with a shy smile. "Just follow me, like we did at that dance club."

"S-Sorry if I step on your foot…"

"It’s not going to happen, relax," Himuro laughs softly, while Rihito leans in and whispers to Akane: "We have to watch them very carefully. I wasn't exaggerating when I said he moves like the king of all Gogo Boys."

"I’m one step ahead of you, honey," she smiles.

"Okay, we’ve already chosen the song! Take your stance...," Tomori chuckles, pressing some buttons... and Himuro's eyes widen a little when he sees the chosen song appearing on the screen.

"... Rasputin? Seriously?"

"We said we weren’t going to choose songs that would make your lives easier!," Tomori laughs heartily, while Rihito practically screams like a crow. Mariko just blushes a little.

"Oh, damn, Tomoh... I'll accept making a fool of myself only because I'm with Himuro, and because that pie makes it worth it..."

"Humph!," Ohma nods vehemently. Kanami laughs a little, but she was still a little mortified about where her boyfriend had got themselves into.

"Come on, I want to see your famous twerk everyone speaks of!," Akane teases.

"Take a good look then, miss. It's a privilege," Himuro says with a half smile. He was a little flushed, which pleased Rihito a lot, but not with his confidence shaken. And the way he spoke to Akane… the strange pang of anger in his chest went away as quickly as it came, but it still left him disconcerted. He pouts, crossing his arms to watch the show.

The song doesn't take long to start, and the others have a lot of fun watching Himuro being forced to exit his comfort zone, dancing with lots of leg movements and exaggerated squats. Mariko tried to keep up with him, quite shy at first, but seeming to relax with her dance partner's encouraging smiles. The others just clapped and whistled.

"C'mon, Gigolo, show 'em why you are a master of Jeet Kune Do! Raise those legs higher, do the heron pose!," Rihito laughed amidst the applause. Akane laughed like a hyena.

Ohma watched with his arms crossed, his eyes half-closed, frowning, in the same way he waited for his turn to fight in the Kengan matches. Kanami looks at him worriedly; was he really taking this seriously?

The song ended with a high score for the first duo of the night; poor Mariko was left panting, but still laughing. Akane nods.

"In fact, he's a worthy opponent," She looked serious now, confiding to Rihito. "You can't be afraid of letting the dogs out, dear."

"Woman, have you forgotten yet?," He smiles devilishly at her. "I am The Dog. You said so yourself. Let’s teach that smug fucker a lesson…"

"See? The song being more of a meme than anything else didn't make any difference," Himuro lifts his chin, resting a hand on Mariko's shoulder, who smiles even more. "You'll need more than that to take us down."

"Oh, so that's how it's gonna be? Get ready, your pedestal is about to go down! You coming, Akane?," Rihito invites, extending a hand to her.

"Let’s teach them a lesson they won’t forget!," She holds his hand, and they both get up to take their place on the gaming floor mat.

"Hehe… how about this one, babe?," Okubo confides, showing the song list to Tomori.

"Oooh...," She widens her eyes, then smiles mischievously. "You really woke up today and chose violence, huh, Okubo Naoya? Hehe, I like it...," She affectionately pats her boyfriend on the shoulder, pressing the buttons on the control. "Okay... let's see what you guys will do about this."

The song appears on the screen. And Rihito chokes on his own saliva.

"Time Of My Life? Are you fucking kidding me?!"

"Damn, you guys dropped a freaking bomb now!," Himuro laughs satisfied.

Akane blushes. "Shit, you guys really wanna kill us..."

"Real dancers fear no kind of music!," Okubo declares, and Ohma nods vehemently.

"Afraid of your opponent, Ichiro?," He looks defiantly at the other. "Well, you should."

"Tone it way down, Ohma," Kanami opens an embarrassed smile, patting him on the shoulder.

"Okubo is right," Akane looks at Rihito. "We gotta rock no matter what," she extends her hand to him, in comradeship.

"It’s Rihito, damn it! And I'm not afraid of anything!," He barks, flushing hard, while straightening his shoulders and cracking his joints. "You are messing with two big cats, the most lethal hunters in the world. We are going to show you how big of a mistake that was…"

"Yes, show us. Just don't forget the pirouettes in the meantime."

"Screw you, Himuro! And yes, we will," He reaches out and shakes Akane's hand, his green eyes, a little heavy from drinking, burning with determination.

The song starts and Akane feels a shiver run down her spine. It wasn't like that funk music at Brazuca's; now things were different. She swallows hard, but still looks back at him, her blue eyes determined.

He stares at her in the same way, frowning in his seriousness. And the entire living room seems to hold its collective breath as Rihito walks towards her, hands going straight to her waist, and brings her to him as if she weighs nothing. He looks into her eyes intensely for a second before slowly making her lean over, the room slowly turning upside down, and she felt a gasp catch in her throat. He straightens her up again, his face still red, his eyelids heavy... and there was some feeling in his eyes that she couldn't describe. And then he gave her a sharp half smile.

"The things I do for you, woman...," He whispers just for her.

"I'm glad you want to do them for me," she whispers back provocatively, almost kissing him, while taking on the ballroom dancing steps, her feet light as feathers as they danced, and she imagined herself in a dress just like the one in the movie, while spinning.

His thoughts followed the same path, without either of them knowing. He liked her short skirts and tight, low-cut dresses and would never complain about them. But imagining her in a flowing, glamorous ballroom dress while they danced... it was probably the gayest and most fascinating line of thought his brain had ever followed when it came to her.

He follows her steps with a mobility that left even Himuro astonished, his feet clad only in socks making no sound despite the firmness with which they touched the ground. And it helped that this wasn't a traditional ballroom dance; there was a lot of jamming and improvisation there, giving it a more modern look, which suited the kind of music they were used to. They smile from ear to ear, loving the synchronicity they were having without the need to communicate verbally; All they had to do was look at each other's bodies and they were able to predict and follow each other's movements masterfully. And they had never danced anything like this together before!

"Holy shit...," And once again Himuro pulls out his phone to record; Mariko's jaw dropped.

Ohma nods satisfied. "I want to see him fight with the same grace he dances…," he confides to Kanami.

"I hope so…," She smiles. "But never against you, 'cause I know he wouldn't stand a chance," She kisses him on the cheek, and his brain short-circuited for a second, making his face flush. He cleans his throat when Okubo smiles mischievously. They turn their attention to the dancing couple, their interest not waning one bit.

Tomori watched them with shining eyes. "Oh, I've never seen Akane dance like that before, damn..."

Rihito had never seen it either, and he could only say that he loved it. Damn, when was that woman going to stop surprising him? She was as light as a feather for him, but she wasn't completely limp in his arms, like a rag doll being manipulated. She made her presence clear with firm steps, swaying her hips at the right time, smiling at him even when he made her spin around herself. He even lets her spin him too, laughing out loud, and managing the feat of not losing his balance even though he's not sober. And then he holds her hips again, moving his along with hers, asking in a whisper: "Now comes the best part. Ready?"

"Always!," she takes a few steps away from him, waiting for him to do his moves.

He smiles mischievously and immediately turns to face the “audience”, making Mariko startle and gasp, when he puts on a real show on his own, with quick and determined steps, spins and even one kneeling on the floor, smiling devilishly with his eyes fixed on Himuro.

“Take a good look, you stuck-up jerk! I won't lose to you!”

Himuro, meanwhile, just laughed and moved his head to the rhythm of the music, his phone capturing each image, while Tomori clapped heartily, laughing and even whistling with her fingers in his mouth, like Rihito had done previously. He turns his back to them again, slowly approaching Akane while waddling and snapping his fingers, making her laugh. And then Tomori's eyes widened.

"Oh, damn, they're not going to do that move, are they...?!"

"Oohhh, this is gonna be gooood…," Okubo smiles widely, waiting.

And, indeed, Akane runs up to Lihito and jumps on him, and he, strong as he was, lifted her without any problem. She stretched her legs and opened her arms as if she were flying, while the song was at its peak. This elicited applause from their audience, and Ohma smiled a little.

"Holy shit," Kanami blinks. "And they're drunk! I hope they don't fall..."

"They won't," Ohma assures her. "If you weigh like two loaves of bread for me, she weighs like half a loaf for him."

"Are you calling me fat?," She jokes.

"No, I'm calling you 'bread' ", He laughs, and she pushes him slowly, laughing too.

"Dude!," Himuro exclaims, almost jumping off the couch in excitement, while Mariko clapped, very excited. Rihito had to admire the fact that they were competitors who knew how to take things in stride, but he didn't waste too much time thinking about it, completely focused on the show he was putting on with Akane. He puts her on the floor again, both of them smiling like two silly teenagers at each other, before taking her by the hands again and resuming the ballroom dancing steps, these softer ones. A simple finish, but perfect to end the show, in his humble opinion.

The song ended softly, and the two looked at each other as if they wanted to kiss... and Akane smiled mischievously and gave him a light kiss, just to finish everything with a flourish, drawing screams from the others who were watching.

"Hell yeaaah!," Okubo raises his arms, shouting excited. Akane leaves Rihito's arms and looks at the others in the living room, smiling a little shyly.

"Oh my God, that was incredible!," Tomori gets up to clap, practically jumping with excitement, and Himuro ends the recording on his phone to do the same, more measuredly.

"I have to admit, that was pretty cool! Show those moves during your next match, for the love of God!"

Rihito can barely respond, panting as he was, still stunned by the peck that Akane had given him. They had already kissed several times before, so why did this one in particular make him feel all disoriented, his heart skipping a beat like that?

No... it was just because of the dance. Yes, it was from all the dancing dancing, it had demanded a lot from him. He then smiles, scratching the back of his head and laughing with pride.

"See? We're awesome, don't doubt the gracefulness of big cats!," And he pulls Akane towards him by the waist in celebration. Mariko opens her mouth, but Himuro immediately responds, "No, Mariko, they're not dating."

But his smile made her wonder if he really believed that.

Akane returns to her seat, with Lihito at her side. She was still red, and still breathing heavily.

"Uuuf.. the results… what were the results, Tomoh?," she asks.

"... It's a tie!," Tomori exclaims, her eyes widening, to which Rihito and Himuro shriek at the same time, "What?!"

"Yeah, it's totally a tie! Look here, the scores are identical!," She shows them, to which both of their jaws drop.

"Huh? No way! We danced much better!"

"In your dreams! This thing must be broken or something!"

"No, the machine is in perfect condition. Just accept it, it was a tie," Tomori shakes her head with a laugh. "You were all equally awesome."

"Oh... I'm honestly happy about that, they were really incredible...," Mariko comments.

"After the Buff Couple's turn, we’ll break the tie!," Akane declares, almost climbing over Rihito for support and standing taller on the couch, too agitated. "We have to set this score!"

"Hey, woman, sit down, I’m not a tree and you aren't a monkey!," He complains, bowing a little in surprise, but immediately holding her to keep her safe on his back. "But she's right, just you wait until the tiebreaker! After now, I doubt there's any song in this thing that we can't dance to!"

"Likewise," Himuro points at him in a challenge before returning to the couch with Mariko, who was still a little out of breath from what they had seen.

"Our turn now," Ohma snaps his fingers. Kanami sighs, a little exasperated, just going with the flow.

"If we're going to embarrass ourselves, let's do it with our heads high," She goes with Ohma to the mat. "Put on a good one, Tomoh."

"Okay! Help me here, Naoh, I'm loving these departures from their comfort zones...," Tomori laughs sharply while Rihito returns to the couch, Akane still clinging to his back. He looks at her over his shoulder, smiling a lot as he says, "But seriously, you were awesome! I didn't know you were good at ballroom dancing too."

"I like dancing, so it comes easily to me," She smiles, still panting a little. "And you’re not bad yourself! I wonder where you learned it…," She puts her hand on his chest, after sitting back down on the sofa. "Regardless, I loved it…"

He blushes hard at the compliment, his eyes following the slide of her hand intently. He holds her fingers in an automatic gesture as he responds, trying to play it cool, "Eh, my mother liked that movie. Then I memorized the whole fucking scene because I was forced to watch it with her a lot, haha."

"Oh, that's cool, my mother liked it too, but I learned to dance in the streets," She laughs lowly. "Ooh, it's the Buff Couple's turn now. I wanna watch them...," she looks at Ohma and Kanami; Ohma was stretching a little. "I know Butch can't twerk to save her life, but does Kelpthullu knows how to dance?

"!I don't know, Kane. I've never seen him dancing before," He comments, now as curious as she is. "He probably never pulled Auntie into a playful slow dance in the middle of the living room or something..."

Okubo seemed just as curious as them. "Damn, Tomoh, I have no idea which one to choose… ooh!," He has a burst of inspiration. "Let's play this one here!," he looks for it and shows it to Tomori.

"Dear lord, babe, you're devilish today!," Tomori laughs happily, practically vibrating on the couch. "Okay, here it goes! What do you think of this one?," And the name of the song appears in pulsating letters on the screen.

Kanami's eyes widened. "Wha- but this one is Hiro's favorite! Not fair, Tomori!," she whimpers, stamping her foot.

"Are you seriously scared of a song, Kanami?," Ohma teases her, smiling. She pouts, blushing profusely.

"There's going to be payback, you two," She points to Okubo and Tomori. "And you… you owe me dinner."

"Fair enough," He smiles.

"And you’re the one who’s going to cook it from scratch."

"Fine by me," He shrugs. "But I won't say when it's gonna happen."

"Son of a…," She grunts. "Bring it on, Tomori!," She almost screams in anger.

Tomori laughs loudly, pressing some buttons, while Rihito and Himuro sit straighter on the couch, very curious. They had already seen Ohma at karaoke, so they knew he was a good singer. But dancer? That would be a tremendous novelty.

"I swear, there won't be any space left on my phone after this party," Himuro sighs as he picks up his phone, and Rihito does the same.

"Don't worry, mine has plenty. Did Kaneda saw to the videos you sent him?"

"Not yet, he must be busy with his family. But they are there, just waiting for him to appear, haha ," He smiles mischievously. "Including yours."

"Son of a bitch…"

"We'll get our revenge pretty soon," Akane whispers to Rihito as they start watching the Buff Couple.

The music starts and Kanami sighs nervously. That song actually made her redder than a bell pepper. Not that she didn't know the dance moves, but she wasn't very good at it... or at dancing in general. Ohma looks at her.

"Relax," he smiles a little. "You've faced way worse."

His confidence was certainly enviable, but it made her smile too.

"Yeah, I know…," And she takes a deep breath, calming down. Yes, she had faced worse, indeed…

"My nails, hair, hips, heels," goes the song on the screen. And the two finally start moving.

All four others sitting in the couches had to pick their jaws off the floor when Ohma started imitating the dummy's steps. Kanami was focused, doing her best to remember the choreography, but Ohma seemed to have become a living, three-dimensional shadow of the dummy on the screen, his hair bouncing as he shook his head in circles, even doing the drag queen's gestures without any modesty, which everyone knew was non-existent in him.

That was one of the very few good parts of being who he was, after all.

"Holy shit," Akane whispers, astonished. "What the hell am I seeing!?"

"... What the fuck is going on," Rihito and Himuro say in unison, as if they had rehearsed, their eyes wide and their jaws dropped. Mariko shakes her head, amazed.

"Handsome, self-assured, can sing and can also dance... Miss Kanami won the lottery..."

"He’s dancing just like the dummies on the screen! How?!," Tomori asks in amazement, looking at Okubo. "Damn, when I start to think you guys are going to stop surprising us…"

"See? And I actually thought they were going to embarrass themselves," He pouts, sulking. "It's so fucking unfair! Does this guy has to be good at everything?!," he mutters. "It's a good thing I'm not in the competition, because damn..."

Tomori strokes his arm in an attempt to comfort him. "For me you are more than good, you know that."

Rihito just shakes his head, looking as frustrated as him. "The Seaweed Head looks like a comic book character, it's ridiculous! How can that be?!"

"Calm down, just remember that it’s a doubles game. Miss Kanami's performance will also count towards the result," Himuro guarantees, and Mariko chuckles softly.

"Kanami was never very good at dancing. Even more so a few years ago... remember how chubby she was, Tomoh?"

"Mari, don’t be mean," Tomori snorts, to which the other girl shrugs.

"I'm just saying. It's not a lie."

"Yeah, she was chubby," Akane confirms. "But it's not like she was ugly, she was actually pretty cute... I still have pics of us before she went to the States. And she's trying her best, too," Akane defends, surprising the others.

"Oh… I know, gee, I didn’t say she was ugly. Just chubby," Mariko puffs out her cheeks. "And okay, she improved her dancing a little, there's no denying it. Mr. Tokita must've taught her, because damn..."

"I don't really believe it, but who knows? She's improved," Tomori nods, still watching the duo in amazement. "But improving is one thing, and perfectly imitating the movements on screen is another..."

"Yeah, that's a big deal," Akane grumbles. "Now I'm angry at this guy. He's insanely hot, but he also makes me incredibly pissed. I give seven out of ten."

"Damn, seven out of ten is a pretty big number! Even more so because you added 'insanely hot' to the mix!," Lihito complains with a frown, ignoring the somewhat amazed looks from Okubo and Himuro.

"Honey, a guy needs to be at least an eight out of ten for me to be interested, so shut up," she pushes him. "Take a look in the mirror more often."

Okubo laughs, his bad mood easing.

"You shut up! I'm not...!," Rihito begins to growl angrily… and then his eyes widen, the anger disappearing from his features as quickly as it had appeared. "No, ‘wait… I’m an eight out of ten?!," He shouts, delighted, and Himuro has a brief fit of laughter. The idiot had been folded like a napkin and he hadn't even noticed, holy shit.

"After the glow up I gave you, nine and a half," She says, softly to him. "But don't go spreading the news, I want to maintain the reputation of a rutless bitch..."

"Damn, I’m a nine and a half! I've never gotten a nine and a half in my life!," He says in a high-pitched tone, ignoring her last request, making Mariko startle a little and Tomori hide her face in Okubo's arm to hide her laughter.

"Hey, I told you to not spread it, dumbass!," She shouts back, slapping him on the shoulder, blushing profusely. Himuro laughed without any shame

"Are you listening, Tokita? Akane said I'm a nine and a half!," He continues shouting.

"Calm down, Rihito, he’s still too busy twerking," Himuro points out between laughs.

And the song finally ends. Ohma turns around, taking advantage of the character's movement and looking at Rihito. "Huh? Nine and a half of what?," He asks, his hands on his hips, unable to break character. Kanami bursts out laughing.

"Babe, the song is over, you can stop now," She wanted to bury her face on the ground, but she was still laughing. Ohma sighs, shrugging and stretching his arms, breathing heavily.

"That song was pretty intense," He comments. "You said Hiro likes this?"

"Yes, he likes it, it’s his favorite."

"Now I understand why. It uses a lot of energy, which is a good exercise. I even got hungry again."

"Not so fast, Kelpthullu!," Akane exclaims, still red in the face, but more anxious than anything now. "Tomoh! Give us the results right now!"

"Alright, calm down! Just a sec...," Tomori checks the machine... and then she bursts into a loud laugh, putting a hand on her face, showing the result only to Okubo.

"Take a look at this…"

"What? What is it?!," Rihito and Himuro lean forward, eagerly, to get a better look.

"Uh... oooh, shit...," Okubo covers his mouth with his hands, laughing along with his girlfriend, then announcing, "You twerkers on duty lost. The winners are the Buff Couple."

"WHAT?!," Kanami, Akane, Rihito, Himuro and Mariko exclaim at the same time. Ohma just smiles from ear to ear.

"Are you fucking kidding me?! Give me that shit!," Rihito grabs the machine, furious, while Himuro almost shouts, "This thing is fucking broken! There's no way these results are right!"

"Oh... okay, I'm not surprised. It was too surreal," Mariko babbles. "But damn, I wanted those pie slices…"

"Give it back, guys, there’s nothing wrong with the machine! Look, it was a narrow victory. They only got two points more than you," Tomori pokes the screen with her fingernail, laughing afterwards. "That's what I call a narrow victory. Congratulations, Kanny, Ohma!"

"Aargh, I can't believe that I’m going to lose to the Seaweed Head twice in a row in a single night!," Rihito grabs his head with his hands, while Himuro shakes his head, indignant.

"Holy shit, it's not fair... being dethroned by Rihito, who twerks like a slut, would be more acceptable... how did you do that?," He demands to know, staring at Ohma. "Where did you learn to dance like that?!"

"I don't know," Ohma laughs. "But if the guy on the screen is dancing, he wants us to dance just like him, right? So I just imitated him, there's no secret."

"Look, imitating is one thing," Akane begins. "But it doesn't mean becoming a freaking mirror! You're too powerful, you bastard! You need to go down," she starts to get up and Kanami gets in front of Ohma, while Rihito needs to restrain her. "Don't run away, Tokita, there's no way you're actually an amateur!," Ohma was already a little far away from her, on the other side of the living room.

"I'm not one to play around, Cannibal," He laughed, despite being cornered, far from the girl. Kanami goes to him, and he looks at her. "Well, let's go eat," he walks towards the kitchen.

"Wait, me too? But I…"

"Didn't we dance together? You were my partner, weren't you?," He smiles, turning to her. "It was our victory, not just mine. We fought together, side by side."

Kanami looks at him, wide-eyed, blushing and freezing in place. She then smiles shyly. "How… how it should be… right?"

Akane immediately stops squirming in Rihito's arm, her face flushing hard, sitting down again on the couch.

"Damn...," She whimpered. "I hate this guy...," She pouts, crossing her arms. "stupid, cute couple...," She mutters under her breath."

"Ugh... just give me a minute. I really need a smoke after this shit. Excuse me, Mariko, I'll be right back...," Himuro gets up from the couch in a huff, opening the door and heading out into the cold night, while Mariko watches him with a mix of concern and a desire to laugh. Rihito, still grunting, pats Akane's shoulders, letting her go after making sure it was safe.

"Hnf... forget it, Akane. It doesn't change the fact that you were awesome when we were there. Who cares about that dumb machine?," He tries to console her, even hugging her, while still frowning. "I’ll buy a chocolate pie just for us…"

"After drinking our asses off," Akane adds. "Because otherwise I'll throw that stupid pie on the floor and I want to eat it, not destroy it."

Tomori just laughed her ass off as she turned off the game.

"Tell me, Naoh, wasn't that what we call a 'high-diff'? Hahaha!"

"For sure!," He laughs too. "But to be honest, I'm a little pissed too. I wasn't expecting that...," He scratches the back of his head. "I think next time, we shouldn't bet on food..."

"Don’t worry, there will still be cookies left," She assures, getting up and hugging him; With him sitting, it was easier to make him lay his head on her chest. "For everyone, including you two," She looks at Rihito and Akane. "You'll love it, there's lots of shapes! Christmas trees, Santa Clauses, reindeer, little sleighs..."

"Sissy shit, all of it...," Rihito whimpers, which only makes her laugh more.

"I want the cookies," Akane whimpers too; she looked really upset this time. "I need sweet stuff!," She starts to get up, but then she pauses. "Oh, damn, the Buff Couple are there... can you get some cookies for me, Tomoh? Please…"

"I'll go get it, we're very emotional today," Okubo gets up. "I just hope that the friendship doesn't deteriorate after this... How about we exchange a few punches for five minutes in the snow, Rihito, to let it all out? Before we play some horror games."

"I'm in. I'm dying to punch something...," Rihito grunts, giving Akane one last hug, a pat on her head, and then he gets up too, cracking his joints. "Himuro is outside anyway, we can invite him also."

"I'll come with you to watch! Do you want to come along, girls?," Tomori invites with a smile. "You've never seen them fight each other, it's really fun!"

"Just let me wrap myself up more, it’s very cold outside…," Mariko shivers. "I don’t even know how they’re so excited to go outside…"

"I would love to play snowball fight, but these muscle-heads might end up killing us," Akane sighs. "I'm gonna build a snowman or something...," She leaves the couch, grabbing the box that Okubo was bringing from the kitchen. "Let's go, Tomoh, Mariko. Let's put on our coats and cool off a little. And give your date a kiss or two later, Mariko, he really needs it," she said that last sentence a little seriously.

"Ahaha, I will," Mariko nods, blushing profusely, while Tomori turns to the men and says, "Will a chance to show off for us make you all feel better?"

Rihito looks at Akane, still pouting. And then he nods, frowning.

"I think so. I just wish there were some logs nearby... but I'll settle for a few punches."

"Or for throwing some snowballs at the homies," Akane laughs. "And in the middle of a cold-ass night, look how wonderful and healthy!," She laughs loudly. "C'mon, I'm getting all fired up now," She quickly puts on her coat and scarf. "I didn't do some Dirty Dance moves to be upset, let's go guys!"

Rihito ends up laughing softly, scratching the back of his head. "Okay, okay... Come on, Okubo, let's fight and let your girlfriend explain to the girls how awesome we are, as I know she could be a commentator if she wanted, just like Sayaka."

"Oh, I wouldn't go that far…," Tomori laughs, her face heating up, as they bundle up well to withstand the cold of the night outside.

Akane goes out first and sees Himuro in the cold. "Hey, Mr. Tan! Wait for us!," She comes close to him with Rihito.

Himuro had stopped under a lamppost further ahead, lighting a cigarette while frowning. He swears under his breath when the lighter takes too long to light. And then he raises his head when he hears the call.

"Hey, Miss Agata, Rihito. Did you come to lick your wounds here in this freezing cold too?," He asks, but he didn't sound hostile. Just a little sullen, like the other losers in the house.

"We came to vent, bro. Okubo and I want to exchange some punches. What do you say?," Rihito cracks his joints, grinding his teeth.

"The girls can watch and cheer for you," Akane adds. "They can call you hot and shit. I want to make some snowmen too."

Himuro arches an eyebrow.

"... Let me smoke a little, and then I'll join you. Holy shit, Ohma is a destroyer of other people's egos..."

"He's even worse than Agito now," Okubo grumbles, coming further back. "But if the Fang of Metsudo himself didn't break my spirit in the end, some stupid dance game won't be enough to do us in. Right, Rihito?"

"Dude, I’ve already lost to that son of a bitch and I haven’t lost my fighting spirit, I ain't about to lose it now," Rihito nods determinedly. "Akane and I are simply going to do even better than we did next time!"

Himuro smiles sideways. "That's a good thought. I just embarrassed myself in front of my date, and that's a bit of a blow to the ego..."

"Mari was taking it all as a joke," Tomori responds from the door, all covered up, her nose already turning red because of the cold. "Don't worry about that, Himuro. She will comfort you later."

"Heh. I'll definitely need it," He finally manages to light the cigarette, taking a long drag and blowing the smoke to the side.

Akane moves away from the smoke, going to get some snow and making a little ball. "Wow, you got lots of snow this year," She comments. "It's been a while since I played with it like this... "

Indeed, when had she stopped having this much fun, since those dark times? She had to change that.

"Hey, Rihito," She calls, smiling, a little happier.

"Hnn?," Rihito turns to her, somewhat distracted, his hands in his coat pockets. And he doesn't see when Himuro and Okubo leave, already anticipating what was going to happen.

"Think fast!," And she throws the snowball towards his face. Rihito's eyes widen as he dodges at the last second, and she gasps when the snowball hits Himuro right in the back, in a very loud wet sound. "Oh shit! Wrong target! Sorry!"

"Ugh! It's okay, don't worry! At least it didn't hit the cigarette...," Himuro makes a face at Okubo's loud laugh while Rihito straightens up, smiling sharply and exclaiming, "Woman, you don't want to get into a snowball fight with me, I'll let you know that!"

Tomori laughs from the doorway, rubbing her gloved hands. "I'll accept being your partner if you want, Akane!"

"It was just to break the ice, literally!," She smiles, embarrassed. "I know my limits, okay? If I were Butch I could participate, but I can't take a fight against those- EEEEK, NO! YOU HEARD ME RIHITO, GET AWAY FROM ME!," She starts to run, dodging the barrage of snowballs he started to throw at her, and then tries to throw one or two back. "Get off of me, you big- Aaaaargh!," but she was still laughing amidst all the screaming.

Okubo laughs loudly, watching them, then he looks at Tomori. "Hey babe, I won't invite you to play with us because it's not fair, but this one is for you," He takes a very large amount of snow and makes a giant ball. "Alright… wait… and… fire in the hole!," he poses as a baseball pitcher and throws the very large snowball towards Rihito, causing it to shatter right on the back of his head, who stumbles to the ground.

"Hahaha, bullseye!," He laughs like a madman as he celebrates.

Tomori also laughs loudly when TRihito falls face down in the snow, with a loud “Oooff!”, his legs in the air.

"Hahahaha! You haven't forgotten your baseball days, babe! Nice pitch!," She blows a kiss to Okubo, laughing when he scratches the back of his head with a huge dumb smile.

"Okubo, you dickhead!," Rihito shouts as he stands up, his entire face white, almost as if he had grown an instant beard. "I'm gonna make you swallow snow, Baldilocks!"

"And there they go," Himuro takes another drag on his cigarette, just watching as Rihito made equally huge snowballs and threw them at Okubo, the projectiles whizzing through the air with the force they were thrown. "Careful, girls, this will become a battlefield."

Akane had already fled a long time ago, skirting the street so as not to be caught in the crossfire. She smiled at the girls. "That's it, I started the fight. Let's relax and eat cookies for now," she takes a couple from the box on Tomori's lap, smiling as she heads to the front steps of Kanami's house, sitting on one of the steps, with her leg crossed like a proper lady.

Tomori grabs a cookie too, laughing, as Mariko appears in the doorway, wide-eyed at the snowy combat scene beyond.

"Holy crap... I think this is the most violent snowball fight I've ever seen."

"That's because Ohma hasn't joined them yet. Then things will go- oh, my Gohohohod!," Tomori chokes on a cookie when Rihito tries to get Himuro to join in the game by attacking him with a snowball. Himuro skillfully diverts the trajectory of the Rihito's hand and counterattacks with snow in his face, making him choke.

"Himuro, you fucker!"

"That's what you get for trying to attack a Jeet Kune Do master head on, idiot," Himuro smiles scathingly, the cigarette still held in his other hand.

He is surprised with a snowball right in the stomach, and Okubo laughs loudly.

"Thanks for distracting him, Rihito!,"He smiled stupidly!

"Son of a bitch! You guys are so dead!," Himuro growls, half doubled over, while Rihito bursts out laughing, looking like a buff Santa Claus with all that snow on his face. Soon the three men are engaged in combat, snow flying everywhere, screams mixed with laughter echoing in the street.

"Take that, you bitch!"

"I've got snow in my eye, dumbfuck!”

"Swallow that, sucker!"

"You hit my balls, you asshole!"

"An extremely healthy and educational game for all the kids in the neighborhood, as you can see," Tomori comments with a laugh as the three women share some cookies.

"I just hope no one calls the police," Mariko makes an amused face.

"Nah, don't worry," Akane giggles. "Kids are heavy sleepers, and there are always one or two idiots passing by on motorbikes making noise. I already came here at night before. Let's hope, She cups her hands. "Rihitoooo! Finish them, my hot Santa! Show 'em the icy hell!," She shouts at an acceptable volume.

"Akane! Leave it to me, I-," Rihito turns to her, smiling widely, but the distraction costs him dearly, because Himuro and Okubo immediately attacked him with more snow, practically strafing him mercilessly while he covers his head with his arms.

Akane laughs. "He'll get back on his feet."

"Argh! Two against one? No fair, you jerks! You...!," And then he clenches his fists and throws his head in the air with a primal scream worthy of a wild animal, surprising the other two, Himuro's eyes widening.

"Wow, we pissed the leopard off!"

"It’s time to try my Frozen Hell, you pussies!," He roars, and the girls let out amazed exclamations, Mariko almost falling back in fright, when he lifts a huge block of ice from the top of a car parked next to the curb, in the shape of the car roof, throwing it at his opponents like King Kong himself shooting down planes from the top of the Empire State Building.

"Holy shit! I knew that a girl's encouragement could double our strength, but not like this!," Himuro shouts.

"Oh fuck!," Okubo defends himself from the ice block. "Damn, dude, we're supposed to fight with snowballs, not icebergs! You fuckin' animal!"

"Hey, what's going on?," Ohma blinks, looking at the confusion, once again springing from nowhere. The girls jump again in fright.

"Eeeek!," Akane throws a snowball at him on reflex, and he takes it right in the chest. "Stop scaring the crap outta everyone every damn time!"

"Hey!!," He grunts. "Kana gave me this sweater…," He whines in a low tone.

"Tokita!," Lihito completely turns his attention to Ohma, his eyes sparkling. "Right on time! I'm going to have my revenge!," He makes a snowball, threatening to throw it at Ohma. "Get out of there so I can hit you without risking hitting the girls too, Loch Ness Monster!"

"A-Aren’t they crossing the line a little?," Mariko asks, a little alarmed, to which Tomori shakes her head, laughing heartily.

"Believe me, Mari, you will know when they are crossing the line, hahaha!"

Ohma looks at him. "Oh, if that's the case, I'll stay right here," he smiles mischievously.

Kanami opens the door. "Girls, what's going... oh," She blinks. "Should've guessed."

"Come on, you dick! Now you're scared of facing us? Gonna hide behind the girls?!," Okubo provokes. "Get your ass over here if you're a man!"

Ohma makes a face before looking at Kanami, showing her his sweater all covered in snow, visibly upset. She looks at him and raises an eyebrow.

"What, do I have to decide for you? Go on, don't worry about the sweater, snow is just cold water. We'll wash it later," She shrugs.

It was just what he needed to hear. Ohma nods and goes down the stairs, calmly.

"You idiots," He growled menacingly. "Aren't you tired of getting your asses kicked…?"

"You’re the one who’s going to get an ass kicking, you bastard! I am the King of Balls! Come at me!," Rihito shouts, while Himuro bursts into laughter.

"Which balls, Rihito? Hahahaha!"

"Shut up, man, saying 'King of Snowballs' would take too long!"

Ohma starts running towards them, with that determined look on his face.

"Oh shit, here he comes! Take your stances!," Okubo also ran to get a better position. Rihito barely had a chance to react, however: Ohma threw himself on top of him, the two of them rolling in the snow like two kittens.

"I can’t wait to see them getting rid of those sweaters…," Tomori comments while offering Kanami a cookie.

"That's exactly what I want," Akane smiles like the She-Devil she was. "What other opportunity will we have to see our four men together and naked from the waist up? Summer's still far away, y'know…"

"Akane!," Kanami blushes while accepting Tomori's cookie. "So this was your plan? You pervert!"

"Nah, I'll second that!," Tomori claps her hands, excited, to which Mariko coughs, a little red.

"But- But aren't they going to catch a cold or something?"

"Hardly! They aren't as healthy as a horse, Mari. It's the horses who are as healthy as them," Tomori lets out a high-pitched laugh, taking a cookie from the box and raising it in the air. "Come on, Naoh, show 'em who's boss!"

Okubo opens a shit-eating grin and takes advantage of the other two idiots' distraction to throw a volley of snowballs at the heads of the two who were exchanging punches on the ground. Ohma immobilizes Rihito in an armbar and looks at Okubo.

"Oh, you son of a bitch," He exclaims. "Now it’s every man for himself?!"

"Always has been, idiot!," he throws another snowball that hits him right in the face, causing Ohma to be thrown to the ground and releasing Rihito from the immobilization. Himuro was just laughing in the back, and Okubo took the opportunity to throw more snowballs at him too, while Ohma was distracted.

The result was that what was supposed to be a candid play-fight turned into an all-out brawl between four tough and formidable fighters who seemed to, even if taking it more seriously than they should, be having fun. They even added blows from their respective fighting styles as they tried to hit each other, to Tomori's delight, who excitedly described what was happening to the other girls.

"That’s right, Naoh, use a triangle choke! Ooh, how cool, Himuro increased jabs with his fingers, Bruce Lee did that a lot in his movies! Rihito, be careful with headbutts, someone could get really hurt! And I don't know much about Ohma's fighting style, but it's incredible how he can redirect the trajectory of those snowballs!"

"I told you, this girl could be a UFC commentator if she wanted! And stop diverting projectile trajectories, you cheater!," Rihito shouts to Ohma while Okubo and Himuro engaged in a combat full of technique and balance, considering that they were on slippery ground.

"And you think I’m going to fuckin' stand here just taking it?," He throws another snowball back at him.

Kanami is visibly worried. She looks at the girls.

"Look, I hate being a party pooper but someone could really get hurt... I mean, they're play-fighting, yes, but they're in the snow, if one slips and falls on top of the other..."

All said and done. Okubo slipped and accidentally collided with Rihito, who fell on top of Ohma in a very embarrassing position, as if Lihito was doing him on all fours. The three of them just didn't collide with Himuro as well only because of his flexibility and because he grabbed the lamp post in time.

"See? Told you," Kanami sighs.

"You and your big mouth," Akane grunts.

"Hey, I didn’t sign up for this shit, get off of me!," Ohma punches Rihito in the face and kicks him when he frees his legs.

"Argh! And you think I want to be in a position like that with a fuckin' man? Fuck off!," Rihito gets up, furious and with a bruise blooming on his chin. He grabs the hem of his sweater, and as Akane predicted, pulls it over his head, exposing his bare chest to the elements. "That's it, you bastard, I'm going to kick your ass!"

"Hey, wait, I’m still in the middle of you!," Okubo screams, but is accidentally kicked by Ohma when he tries to get up, sleeping right after. "Ooof!," he falls back onto the ice and Ohma manages to escape Rihito's blow that follows, but the sweater is caught in his claws, leaving it in tatters.

Himuro was going to get off the pole, but he realized that he was stuck to it by the skin of his cheek.

"Ow, shit! Aaargh...," He tries to free himself, grinding his teeth, and sees no other choice but to let go as he frees himself from the sweater, letting out a groan of pain when his cheek comes off the post. "Damn, how am I going to rip this off from there now? It's all your fault!," He turns to the other three, also naked from the waist up, and Mariko turns very red, sighing softly.

"Oh, damn, I'll never get used to this, am I?"

"OH HELL YEAH!," Akane stands up, shaking her fists. "Hot guy fight! Go, Rihito, punch the shit outta him! Leave him all cold and bothered for mommy!"

"Damn, you tore my sweater, you jerk!," Ohma shouts, showing the marks of Rihito's on the poor sweater, going with the flow and taking it off too, throwing it towards Kanami who caught it on reflex.

“Be careful, you guys,” She says, but she can't speak loud enough. Of all the four women, she was always the most concerned about protecting everyone, so it wasn't unexpected that she would be the only one distressed there.

"Hey, why is everyone taking off their sweaters?," Okubo looks around, confused, getting up from the ground with snow on top of his head, resembling a white wig. "Alright...," he takes off his blue sweater too, much to Tomori's delight.

"YES! Akane, you're a genius!," Tomori hugs her friend sideways, blushing and smiling from ear to ear. Rihito, meanwhile, had taken Akane's request very seriously, exchanging blows with Ohma, this time using his fingers, smiling madly.

"This is for my friend's honor, Tokita!"

"And what did I do to her?," He dodges the blows. "Quit that shit, I'm not a backstabber..."

"That's now what I'm saying, dumbass! She was sad that she lost to you on Just Dance! And if beating you up will make her happy, I'll gladly do it!," He declares for the entire street to hear. And that even makes Okubo and Himuro stop exchanging blows, both of them a bit stunned.

"... Shit, I left my phone inside," The latter laments. "I didn’t catch that on video!"

Akane blushes a lot, also caught by surprise among the crowd.

Kanami laughs at her face.

Ohma is just confused. "Huh? What do you mean? Himuro lost too and he's fine... "

"It's different in this case, Ohma. Rihito isn't sleeping with me, no matter how much he secretly wants to," Himuro jokes, while Tomori has a small burst of happines, laughing at Akane's flushed face, to which Mariko, frowning, says quietly, just for Kanami to hear, "Himuro told me that they weren't dating, but are you really sure about that?"

"As far as I know, they're just friends… with benefits," She shrugs. "But I'm seriously doubting that now."

"So why don't you go confort her intead of being here, entertaning me? Idiot," Ohma makes Rihito turn around with a redirection blow, taking advantage of the movement of his blow to push him towards the girls, or more precisely, towards Akane. "She's right there."

Akane's eyes widen, frozen like a deer in the headlights, her face red as a pepper as the other women laugh their asses off.

Rihito falls to all fours in front of her, completely stunned, managing to break his fall with his hands. He looks up at Akane, blinking awkwardly. He turns red too, swallowing a little and, trying to ignore everyone's attentive looks, he says, "Just- Just ask me to go back there so I can beat the shit outta him!"

"N-No Rihito," she puts her hands on his shoulders, bending down to help him get up. "I... yeah, I was upset, but there's no need to do that...," she was still surprised, but tried to ignore her feelings. "Look, I know you're a good guy who likes standing up for people, but... you don't have to punch your friend for me. I wouldn't like that..."

“Please don’t fight your friends for some worthless bitch,” she thought, feeling her throat tighten.

"Uh…," Rihito blinks, his determined expression cooling. He looks at her, a little worried for her. And then he nods, turning his head back and saying with a smile, "Change of plans, Tokita! She's fine now. We can postpone our fight."

"What- that easy?!," Mariko shrieked, while Tomori had tears of laughter in her eyes. Himuro shakes his head.

"Like a flash in the pan. It goes out as quickly as it lit up."

"Eh, that's fine," Ohma shrugs. "Come on, guys, there's hot cocoa, coffee and lots of other things inside."

"Nice! Is there any cookies left, babe? They go well with hot beverages...," Okubo's smile lights up. "Hey Himuro, I have an idea! Can we put alcohol on the hot cocoa?"

"We absolutely can! Mariko and I brought some booze that actually is pretty good for that kind of stuff," Himuro nods, going to get his sweater, while Tomori replies, "There are a lot of cookies left, love! And seriously, put your sweater back on. I love seeing you without it, but I worry about you getting sick...," She strokes Okubo's face while offering him a Santa Claus cookie.

"Yeah, it's cold, but it'll be hard to put it back on. The thing froze. Look, it’s a freakin' popsicle now," He shows her the poor sweater, picking up the cookie with his mouth and following her inside.

Akane blinked as the three couples quickly entered the house, chatting about amenities as if nothing had happened. She looked at Rihito, who was still looking at her at the foot of the stairs.

"Come on, Akane, let's eat cookies and get drunk on spiked hot cocoa while we watch Okubo shit his pants with the horror game. It's funny as hell, hehehe!," He extends his hand to help her get up from the stairs, smiling, as if he hadn't been determined to punch his own friend a minute ago.

"Wait, Ichiro," she says slowly, making him turn around. When he does so, she notices that he's shirtless in the cold, so she takes off her scarf and gives it to him. "I... I don't want you to catch a cold, while... while tell you something," she sighs; the alcohol in her blood definitely hasn't worn off yet, but she could still think a little.

"Uh... okay," He nods, a little surprised, accepting the scarf and wrapping it around his neck, and in a somewhat absurd way, he uses its ends to cover his nipples, laughing like an idiot. "I look like a model from an erotic calendar, don't I? I would be Mr. July, hahaha…"

She blushes. "Yeah, you would… but with leopard-printed underwear, it'd be cool," She smiles, but shakes her head afterwards. "B-But that's not what I mean, so... please, don't… don't do this to your friends because of me… I… I don't deserve this, I mean, they don't deserve this, because of me. They weren't mean to me or anything. It was just Kelpthullu going overboard over a pie slice. I mean, what kind of stupid reason is that? And… I…"

She really wanted to say that sluts like her didn't deserve this kind of consideration, especially one who manipulated him and played him for a fool to begin with, but she couldn't articulate it.

"What the- Akane!," He suddenly interrupts her, reaching out his hands to touch her shoulders, looking a little surprised by her speech, his eyes wide. "Hey, calm down! That's...," He suddenly laughs a little. "That wasn't serious, Cockatoo. Tokita and I do that all the time. Not just him and me, but Okubo, Himuro and even Kaneda, who is the shortest amongst us. We fight all the time, for any reason, simply because it's fun. It was during our matches in the fighting rings that we became friends, and that's how we keep things. But...," He scratches the back of his neck. "I really wanted to teach him a lesson, because you seemed upset. But if you're not anymore, then everything's fine! That bottomless pit can keep the pie, I was serious when I said I would buy one just for us."

She wanted to say something, but her inebriated brain was causing problems just at the least convenient time. She sighs. "I know, I just… I feel bad when people try to 'defend my honor' by fighting with friends. I… I’ve lived in too many situations like that," And sometimes they’ve been done on purpose, she notes in her thoughts. "Sorry for going crazy," She rests her head on his chest. "What I mean is... don’t get in trouble because of me, okay?"

"I wasn’t fighting with him. I just wanted to punch him in the face," He says with a shrug, arching an eyebrow. And he seems to realize what he said when he hears her snort. "Uh… okay, that sounded stupid." He sighs and hugs her, stroking her back. "Kane, if it was something really serious, the whole thing wouldn’t have ended with us going inside all together to have spiked hot cocoa… if it ever gets serious, you can be sure it won’t involve my friends," And when she shivers against his chest, he hugs her tighter, now a little embarrassed. "But if you don’t want me getting into trouble because of you, I promise I’ll try not to do that. Unless I have no choice."

"Not having a choice is one thing," She looks at him. "But being a bully just to please me... no man, that's not it. Just… let’s draw the line, okay?," She raises her hands, looking serious, even if with a red face. "Your chin's look hurt… you need to treat it, it’s gonna bruise pretty soon…"

"Yeah, the bastard got me bad…," He touches his chin with a grimace. And then he sighs, blushing a little himself. "And okay, sorry. I think I drank too much and got carried away… but that always happens when I’m with these jerks, it’s the fighter’s instinct," He justifies himself by scratching his unruly hair. "I promise I won’t do that anymore."

"Okay, let’s go in. I asked that of you here so no one could hear me out here. I don't want it to look like we'1re arguing or something," She pulls him in for a kiss. "But I thought you looked sexy as fuck while beating the shit out of guys. I'd like to watch one of your matches, if only for fun. I'll watch and cheer for you."

He makes a happy sound with the kiss, smiling sharply afterwards. "You thought I looked sexy, huh? Now more than ever I feel like taking you to watch me fight... I'm going to dedicate my next victory to you. And I'll be dying to bangt you, because I usually get all hot-blooded after a match, hehe."

"I know... you don't even feel cold right now," She smiles, pulling his hand to guide him inside. "And I want you later, when we go to your house after this party. "

"Hell yes...," He gasps behind her, his voice somewhere between dazzled and excited. "I'm dying to repeat those dance moves with you, but in my bed this time..."

"Yeah, I'm dying for that too," She laughs, leading him into the house.

She felt a warmth in her chest when he wanted to be her knight in shining armor at that moment, but she had too many traumas and bad experiences to think that was a good thing...

And that damned warmth in her chest was definitely not something she wanted to feel.

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