#ran / makoto | answered

[reisakumaproducer]

This has been on my mind for a while. Enstars fans who have both read the Kiseki series (! era SS) and !! era SS, which storyline do you find easier to get into? Did you prefer how the Kiseki series had Trickstar and Eden as the main focus or did you prefer the !! era SS having stories featuring all the units?

[windypuddle]

plEASE explain the lasertag shuffle unit. pkease plase please please

they play lasertag. this post brought to you by a guy who cries when the lasertag isnt team version. anyway i will now attempt to type out the four paragraphs i had last time that safari absolutely sniped.

lots of headcanon ahead!

lasertag was one of the first shuffle units i came up with. like. its just so fun. the aesthetics are cool the game is cool what more could you want. i think for this they split into two teams so its red team (nagisa and chiaki) vs yellow team (sora, makoto, tori) (i would make it green team but this is NOT a christmas one). which also happens to be seniors vs juniors.

alright. i know theyre all idols and have decent physical abilities. but makoto is a noodle armed gamer boy. to me. he has good reflexes but hes not very good at aiming and his arms get tired. he's probably pretty good at the strategy part though

sora is a gamer but hes also just a little guy that runs around everywhere. he spins at every available opportunity in mvs. he probably does backflips for fun in the middle of conversations. half the time when he shoots someone he's hanging upside down from the equipment by his knees, despite multiple times being told not to climb on the arena structures. hahihuheho echoes eerily through the arena. he wins by a lot. sora would be the gacha 5 star

tori is so funny in this. hes just a little kid. he has never played video games in his life. he thinks lasertag is a game for plebeians. he complains about the team uniform clashing with his hair (it doesnt). it takes him five minutes to figure out how the lasergun works and then his confidence skyrockets. hes alright at it but hes So confident he won. (sora got like 3x as many points. tori came in fourth)

chiaki is good at the physical aspect of the game, obviously. but. well i love him but hes too loud and too much of a good sport. he keeps letting the kids shoot him and laughing way too loud and immediately getting taken out. he comes in last but he has fun the whole time and thats what counts <3

nagisa. no one expects nagisa. hes the event 5 star. hes surprisingly good at laser tag. no one saw this coming. hes analytical and quiet and smart about it, with just the right amount of dramatic flair. he comes in second and tori nearly screams. hes probably never played lasertag before. he makes a comment about the lasertag vest being uncomfortable and thats how this team finds out about nagisa being afab pre-op nonbinary. just for that this is probably the like. 3rd queerest shuffle unit on this list (number one will shock you!! not clickbait)

anyway theres definitely a bit in the story where tori scrapes his knee and chiaki patches him up and gives him a pep talk. and then tori attempts to kick everyones ass at lasertag.

[skelliko]

Tokyo revengers |°- random head cannons that I had stored

๑ Hanma ironically and out of nowhere 'sang' twist by Korn next to kisaki to get his reaction which caused kisaki to immediately whip his head over at the doofus with genuine fear in his eyes, he took a step backwards from Hanna, hands up and everything. but after a few seconds of staring at the 'possessed' specimen he just annoyingly does a "what the fuck is wrong with you..."

๑ ran doesn't crack his bones/knuckles often but if someone's around him that absolutely despises the sound of cracking bones he'd do it continuously without a care and finds major enjoyment in watching the person's face scrunch up in discomfort, sometimes he snickers too

๑ while chifuyu was in his 'major delinquent era, thinking he's better than everyone else' he was walking down the school stairs all cool and trying to be intimidating but then slipped on one of the stairs and fell on his butt. only one person saw but the amount of embarrassment he got from that when they made eye contact made him want to disappear from earth -this caused him to always be slow and actually look out for the steps so that it doesn't happen again.

๑ seishu finds it hilarious to fake a laugh at someone's awful joke for a second or two but then immediately go dead silent and just stare at the person with no seen emotion at all

๑ seishu is amazing at cooking, he's like a chef. but where'd he learn all this from? he doesn't answer, it's basically a mystery. but in his room he hides written down recipes that he copied out from books and other places

๑ when Baji was younger he decided to try and cook his own food for himself but accidently set a kitchen towel on fire by mistakingly setting it on top of the wrong oven circle -out of panic he got rid of it by quickly throwing it out the window in a panic making it land on someone's car windshield

๑ kazutora is actually quite close with Baji's mom. at some point he slipped up when calling out for her and accidentally called her 'mom' and sure enough he got embarrassed real quick and by a lot. ryoko took pride into that title tho, knowing that she mistakenly got called mom by someone else other than her own son made her feel oddly happy - although she mentioned that kazu is fine in calling her 'mom' he never did it again cause he still finds it embarrassing

๑ kazutora secretly takes photos of his friends crushes and sniggers about it while showing it to his friend. it's basically his little thing whenever he's told that someone has a crush, he doesn't do it to a big extent but just one of two pictures and it's usually just from the back or the side. he's been told multiple of times to quit and delete them but secretly they all knows he's doing them a favour cause when kazu sends them the photos they don't delete 'em

๑ peh holds grudges against people just for the sake of it, if he met someone and they had accidentally done something like step on peh's shoe then the next time they see eachother he would death stare them until they walk past and out of eye view, sometimes he just randomly feels like making enemies even despite being on 'silent and mutural' terms with someone.

๑ when akkun first had the thought of becoming a hairdresser he attempted in cutting his own hair and it actually turned out pretty good, cause of this he ended up cutting makotos hair however akkun had purposely cut his hair badly out of revenge for leaving 'filthy magazines' in akkuns room where his mom had found- making him to be unintentionally framed by makoto

๑ kisaki has a shit tone of books about manipulation and how to read people, how to carefully plot plans and use everything and anything to his own advantage even if things don't work out

๑ the reason why shion get frequent stomach aces is cause he has a bit of sweet tooth, he doesn't get hungry often so he forgets to actually eat a propper meal sometimes but when he sees something sweet and colourful he can't help but take more than a peck at it.

๑ at some point mitsuya accidentally knocked over a massive jar of beads over at the sowing club and took 2 hours collecting each one

๑ when taiju first started mending to his restaurant he had a bit of a high temper and would crack easily to his new employees if they spilled something or cut up a carrot with incorrect sizes, but after getting used to owning a business he somehow became the 'best boss' and grew to be pretty chill even if someone does a mistake - unless if it's a continuous mistake, then he'll get pissed

๑ taiju had a massive fixation with sharks and cool, colourful looking fish when he was younger. going to aquariums on a daily basis and as a kid he had collected little figurines of sharks, orcas and killer whales that he displayed. up till now he still have one of the shark toys displayed on a shelf since it was his all time favourite.

๑ yazuha hates bugs (cannon) and at some point she saw a weird looking incest in the bathroom and was begging hakkai to kill it or simply get it away for her but even he was disgusted by it so they kept on going back and forth about what to do about it before they both decided to team up and tackle it together. yazuha put a cup over it but while doing so the cup got knocked over from her shaky hands causing the both of them to scream as the bug started to move about but hakkai quickly put the cup back over it. they had to take a small breather and relax a little from the nerves before following through any more.

๑ Hina has a small collection of cute keychains, some of them are small plushies and a few are her favourite characters and others are random, small objects. she has some hanging on many different bags, her keys and a few hanging on thumb tacks that are stuck in a cork board on display

๑ Hina is really confrontational about anything that bothers her for other people's sake, in class most people try not to say anything rude about other people knowing that she'll over hear and they'll get their ear bitten off by her. cause of this she's kinda like the school hero against the bullies.

 ♡---

[takaraphoenix]

Hiya! Can I ask Detective Conan for the ship ask game? It was the first fandom that made me follow you :) thank you and take care!

Of course you can!! Thanks for playing! ^-^

First OTP: Yeah, it really was KaiShin, they got me from the get-go

favorite non-canon ship: also KaiShin. I am very faithful here

favorite canon ship: mmmmh my favorite is probably Makoto and Sonoko because I love Sonoko so much and I want her to be loved and cherished the way she deserves and Makoto does that

favorite m/m ship: not to repeat myself but yeah KaiShin

favorite f/f ship: Sera and Ran holy shit they took my heart in a STORM

favorite m/f ship: yeah Makoto and Sonoko

favorite OT3: SaguKaiShin, I think Saguru is a wonderful addition to KaiShin :3

favorite OT4 or more: The Gosho Boys, for sure. There's something really interesting about their dynamic. Though I would be intrigued by SaguKaiShinAo, on account of loving SaguAo and KaiAo and having grown interested in ShinAo after I wrote them platonically in White Collar Phantom Thief

favorite brOTP: Shinichi and Heiji for sure!!

ship I wish was canon: Controversally, I don't need my OTPs to be canon. Though I do think that SeraRan would make for a wonderful canon ship, especially with their set-up, and after all the lies and stuff I just... I don't find Shinichi rewarding as her endgame, personally?

ship I wish wasn’t canon: Shinichi and Ran

most underrated ship: SAGUSHIN THEY ARE SUCH A MATCH BUT THERE IS SOOO LITTLE CONTENT FOR THEM. HOW. Two Holmes geek teen detectives obsessed with Kaitou KID

most overrated ship: yeah Shininchi and Ran, again, but not even necessarily in the fandom space - more in canon. I'm never overly keen on canon ships where the authors overcompensate by making too many other people ship them in universe, and ship them loudly

NOTP: I feel like if you read this post carefully, you can deduce the answer to this xD"

Ship Ask Game

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

Aftermath of the Mizo mid getting beat up and Kazutora beating up people who hurt them. How do you think Mizo mid would react to finding out Kazutora avenged them? And how would Kazutora react to them showing their gratitude/appreciation? (English is not my first language sorry if this doesn't make sense)

Ah no I understand, this makes perfect sense! Ok so I think they'd have a few different reactions to this

Yamagishi is the most excited about this, he uses his contacts to find out the full details of the fight and then fanboys over the whole thing. Tries to come up with a name for the whole thing and definitely approaches Kazutora with enthusiastic, sparkling eyes to tell him how cool he is.

Makoto is happily surprised by this, he definitely starts bragging about having a guy like Kazutora as his friend (Kazutora is momentarily touched by this). He probably tries to thank Kazutora by trying to share his adult magazines with him. Also probably starts messing about with Yamagishi, them trying to reenact what they think happened.

Takuya's more surprised about the situation then anyone else, he's used to the other mizo mid members sticking up for him but wasn't expecting it from Kazutora. He expresses more concern for Kazutora over the other's though, asking if Kazutora got hurt in the process at all and offering to bandage anything if Kazutora did take a hit or two.

Akkun is definitely another member who focuses more on Kazutora and making sure he's ok after. Though I feel like he focuses more on the mental side of things, making sure Kazutora knows it's over and they're not in danger anymore. He's definitely very thankful as well though, thanks Kazutora a lot and offers to treat him.

Kazutora meanwhile is a bit conflicted by this. Normally he'd hear the praise, grin and make a funny comment back but with how serious this whole situation was he's not in a very joking mode. Instead he just observes the others praising him and checking up on him, vaguely answering their questions. It's not until later in the evening when they're all sitting in a restaurant together (the others managed to convince Akkun into treating them too, rip Akkun's wallet) that he relaxes and laughs along with others, he knows everyones ok. Then he shares more of the details to Yamagishi and Makoto's delight.

Then they all lie to Mikey, Takemichi and Draken when they ask them what the hell happened and if Kazutora ran off by himself and started beef with another gang without asking anyone. Everyone can tell they're lying but Takemichi and Mikey are kinda touched so just leave it.

[catboymoments]

Do you think in a non despair au, or any au where Sakura is still alive, Makoto and Kyoko would've still named their kid after her?

Actually I had an answer for this back when I ran a nondespair Chihiro askblog , they did wind up giving her a different name yes

[theamityelf]

The killing game survivors of Hope's Peak Academy all had their different ways of testing the waters of their new job at the Future Foundation. (Deliberate ones, and ones that just came as a result of who they were as people.) Kyoko tested the waters of being frequently late. Byakuya tested the waters of being frequently insubordinate. Hina ran laps around shared work spaces, Hiro scammed their coworkers, and Toko still wasn't technically a member.

Makoto...okay, he challenged the leadership's patience in a lot of ways, but one example that he genuinely couldn't help was that he was the first of the survivors to have to take a sick day.

And the second.

And the third.

Makoto lay in bed, groaning through a throbbing headache and feeling gross. He hadn't even had it in him to let anyone know he was sick, which just made him feel worse, because it reminded him of another time he hadn't let anyone know he was sick, and he'd almost been executed over it.

(Well, it wasn't like that was really the reason, but he still felt anxious.)

Waking up from his third nap– glancing at the clock, it looked like he was an hour and a half late for work –he heard movement in his suite. That definitely wasn't helping him not think about that one time, but it was probably just Kyoko or Hina or someone, coming to check on him.

It sounded like it was coming from his kitchen. Maybe Hiro, then. He often casually brought up how much money they could make if they sold off some of the Ultimate Hope's used cutlery. Or maybe Hina had peeked in while he was sleeping, seen that he was sick, and decided to bring him something to eat? It did sound like someone was using the stove.

Makoto dozed off again and woke to someone pulling a thermometer out of his mouth.

"101 Fahrenheit," an unexpected voice sighed. "You're usually a tenth of a degree above average, but still..."

"Komaeda?" Makoto said blearily. "What are you doing here?"

"Everyone was wondering where you were, so I took the initiative to come check before anyone more important could be forced to abandon their work," Komaeda said brightly. "I've let your friends know that you're sick. They were somewhat annoyed that you didn't call or email, so I unfortunately had to explain just how out-of-it you were when I arrived, which caused them to realize that you couldn't have gotten up to let me in. I think they're bothered about me picking your locks. Sorry about that. But I made breakfast!"

"Breakfast?"

"Here, open."

"Wait...My...locks?"

"Well, I had to make sure you were alright. I'd be a pretty bad intern if I let something bad happen. Now, here; you should eat something. Even if I made it."

Makoto ate a few bites of breakfast. A flush of pink filled Komaeda's cheeks, and he was smiling so much. A part of Makoto's fevered mind felt glad that Komaeda was this happy, but he could barely keep his eyes open to see it.

Nagito paused, setting the chopsticks down to brush back the hair that was plastered to Naegi's forehead. "Are you still awake?" he asked.

There was no answer, save for Naegi's soft breathing, accented by the quiet rasp of his congested nose.

Nagito took the unfinished food back to the kitchen. He gave into temptation and sucked the lingering traces of broth and the moisture from Naegi's lips off of the chopsticks, then pocketed them. He returned to the room and helped Naegi drink some juice. And he drank what remained in the glass after, then thoroughly scrubbed it clean with a light, giddy head and a chest full of shame.

He wiped the sweat from Naegi's brow and pulled up a chair beside the bed so he could sit there fanning him. Unfortunately, he couldn't switch hands when his wrist got sore, but he didn't mind it.

After all, Naegi needed him.

He was really lucky.

[autumn-foxfire]

I question everyday why Ran shouldn't know about Shinichi. The only answer I can think of is so Gosho can write stupid drama into their otherwise bland relationship as an excuse to not actually develop it in any way and then uses the excuse that she would be in danger if she knew, despite the fact that Conan living with her puts her in so much danger and neither she nor her father even realise they are.

Ran is only alive because Vermouth is soft on her and Shinichi. She went into a situation she didn't realise was as dangerous as it was because Shinichi kept her in the dark.

Shinichi's relationship with Ran is one of the worst aspects of his character and not even in a fun "he's very flawed" way. He's incredibly selfish in regards to her, he gets upset when her whole life isn't dedicated to worry about him, he gets upset when she tries to move on with her life because it's not with him, he doesn't trust her at all and yet expects her to trust him, not to mention how he literally gaslights her to keep his identity safe and actively tries to push the people who could be interested in her away.

Gosho treats Ran like she is Shinichi's prize that he gets to have when he finally captures the bad guys. It's incredibly insulting.

Ran meanwhile barely gets to be a character. She's there to be the crying love interest, or there to get in Conan's way (a very strange choice for the love interest by the way because it makes us root against her as a character) until she's allowed to notice Conan is odd and reminds her of Shinichi (and then she is gaslit into thinking otherwise). I genuinely can't be sure I know her interests. She does karate but is that a hobby? She's not as serious as Makoto is in regards to it and it's really only brought up in gags or when she doesn't have to be the damsel in distress. She cooks but does she like to or does she only do so because she's the one who feeds her family. She knitted in one episode but that was just to give a gift for Shinichi and to make him jealous of her looking at other men. We know she's scared of ghosts and the dark! So character defining!

Who is Mouri Ran and why do we know so actual little about her? What does she want to do? Who does she want to be? Well, I doubt we'll ever learn because Gosho has already given her a role: Kudo Shinichi's wife who waits on him hand and foot.

"Oh but she doesn't" Yeah Gosho writes her complaining about it from time to time but then she still does it. It's kind of an issue with how he writes women.

[justwritesstuff-xox]

Bandori x Persona 5 Crossover

Title: In which Ran is supposed to do a Karaoke

A.k.a Ran was forced to do karaoke and be a fan of her own band. The Thieves absolutely don't know that the band they like is actually Ran’s friends and band. At this rate, Ran needs to go to Tsugu for braincell advice, since Nijima-san ain't doing anything.

Mitake Ran hasn't sung for almost 5 months. Despite what happened to Himari, she was encouraged by her childhood friends to at least have a life. Himari scolded her, for acting similar to a zombie. Although Ran didn't sing anymore.She still partakes in flower arranging for her future career.

She could not say no to Himari after all. After what happened of course. Or maybe it was a change of heart. Who wouldn't want to change the heart of a Phantom Thief.

So, it was basically just another day for her. After the defeat of Medjed and gave Sakura Futaba, a new member of the Phantom Thieves, a change of heart. They promised to have a meeting in a karaoke room. They did promise privacy, which Ran doubts, karaoke rooms are similar to studios after all.

Although, Ran doubts she would want to join. Yet, this is a phantom thief meeting. So now, Mitake Ran is waiting next to her fellow thieves, Nijima Makoto and Kitagawa Yusuke. She did talk to them, school related or art related. Although, Ran isn't much of an expert on the media arts than the musical arts.

Nijima-san reminds her of Sayo-san from Roselia. Sayo-san tends to follow the rules, despite her not being the Student Council President like her twin, Hina-san. Nijima-san, also known as Queen, is the strategist of the phantom thieves.

Kitagawa is much more eccentric. He is the artist of the thieves, creating the calling cards. Although she did realise that everytime they make a calling card, both Sakamoto and Kitagawa seemed to ask her a lot when it comes to polishing the calling card. Maybe being a lyricist of Afterglow can be quite useful after all.

Maybe Ran has lied to herself. She did sing, but only for herself. The day Minato-san asked if she is still passionate about singing. She didn't truly know the answer. Maybe in some part, somewhere within her lies her passion for singing.

“Yo! Makoto-senpai! Yusuke! Ranran! Where here!” She can hear Sakamoto Ryuji coming from a mile away. He reminds her of Tomoe.

“Sakamoto,” Ran merely shook her head, “Do NOT call me Ranran,”

“Too late,” Sakamoto merely answer, “I did told you to call me, Ryuji,”

“Ano. . .c-can we go to the karaoke?” Sakura Futaba, the newest member of the Phantom Thieves asked quietly. The girl is shy, but Ran knows she's a genius hacker.

Now it made her feel insignificant. Everyone in the Phantom Thieves has their own roles, and capabilities. But Ran? She felt like nothing. She didn't see herself artistically talented like Kitagawa, a genius hacker like Futaba-san, a disciplined strategist like Nijima-san, a capable fighter like Sakamoto & Takamaki, nor a great leader like Akira-kun. She would always doubt herself as a Phantom Thief. She trained hard, but she wouldn't be as good as them, she always seemed to lack.

Before she knew it, everyone was coming into the karaoke room, and Ran chose to sit on a chair, a bit further away from others, aiming to just observe. Everyone sang, of course, lots of songs and karaoke as Ran watched. They took a break by drinking as they discussed their favourite bands and music.

“For me? Pastel Palettes I guess,” She heard Ann said, “I actually modelled with them actually Eve-chan, she's actually great, really kind, really likes to say Bushido,”

It is supposed to be tamed. But for Ran it would end up horrifying. They are going to talk about the girl bands she used to have a joint concert with.

“Woahh Pastel Palettes? I like Poppin’ Party!” Futaba-san exclaimed, “Their songs are like super doki-doki and it's really fun to listen to!”

Futaba-san then looked at Ran, “Etto, Ran, is there any band you like?” She asked, seemingly curious. Ran can't really shut down the conversation. So she sighs, thinking about it first. She wasn't sure to be frank.

She merely shook her head, “There is not any bands I am interested in, but I am into rock genre,” She crosses her arms when she said it.

It was then Ann suddenly said, “I like this song. . .Y.O.L.O covered by Pastel Palettes. I think it was from another band, Afterglow is it,”

It was that time, Mitake Ran knew, she fucked up.

“I heard about it,” Nijima-san added, “I listened to it once recommended by a classmate. The original one is better I supposed,”

“Let's sing it!” Futaba-san exclaimed, “Wait, Ranran! Can you sing it? Pretty please, you haven't sing yet,”

The girl begged Ran. Yet Ran knew she couldn't resist it, she felt bad for the girl after all. “Fine,” She said, taking the mic from the front, as Futaba-san typed for YOLO. Then the lyric video came out, but even then, Ran didn't have to rely on the lyrics to sing. Ironically, she actually did create the song after all, alongside the rest of Afterglow. But she didn't disappoint everyone. She rarely sings to the point of having audiences these few months. Well after the Minato fiasco that is.

Ran doubts she wants to talk about how her “former” rival has chosen to “kidnap” her to CIRCLE. Just to sing Kyoen Red X Violet. It would end up being a complicated talk after all.

The music started, she can feel the familiar song. She wouldn't lie, she felt Moca's guitar, Himari’s Bass, Tsugumi's Piano and Tomoe’s guitar, as it started.

She remembered how she strummed the guitar as she sang In Front of the audience, her passionate voice as she sang alongside Afterglow. She lived with it and she was thrilled.

“Hey, "Y.O.L.O!!!!!"

Kabe no takasa nante kankeinai yo

Norikoeta jijitsu ga daiji sa

Kono basho ni gonin ga iru koto

Kakegaenai koto de

Hey, "Y.O.L.O!!!!!"

Jibun wo tsuranuki rashiku hikare!

Kagayaki wa nani yori mo kirei...

Zettai daijoubu dayo yareru saa! Yes, sir!

Zettai daijoubu dayo yareru saa! Yes, sir!

Utsukushiki yozora no ichibanboshi sagashi ni yukou”

She sang passionately, as if it was coming back. Of course she wasn't as good as five months ago, but it was better than her first time. She got the techniques now and she knows how to control her tone and rhythms. Despite not singing for a long time, she still got it.

Reaching those high notes and low notes, accurately conveying the story. This particular song was supposed to be for Pastel Palettes, before Afterglow wants to keep it for themselves. But Ran and the others allowed Aya & the Pastel Palettes to sing it as a cover.

When the song was finished, she was heavily breathing before chugging down a bottle of water. Then she looks at the others, expecting a disappointed but not amazed expression. It's been awhile since she sang, and it's not what she used to be.

“WOAHHH!!!! Ranran, YOU CAN SING?” Sakamoto exclaimed.

“It sounded so cool! I could feel my heart pounding to the beat as you sing!” Takamaki added.

“ENCORE! ENCORE!” Futaba-san chanted.

Ran didn't really feel that comfortable with the attention. She blushed, she felt her face red in embarrassment. “G-guys,” she said, “Please. . . stop. . “

Ran looked down, feeling uncomfortable about it. She hadn't really sung.

“Guys, give her some boundaries, she clearly didn't feel comfortable,” Nijima-san, no, Makoto scolded, “But Ran, you sing passionately,”

“Hehe, sorry, but really, Makoto is right, you sing so passionately!” Ann said.

It made Ran’s chest warm as she blushed. Maybe Minato-san is right (she begrudgingly thought), she does still have passion in singing. But why did she sing?

“Most of Ran’s lyrics are technically inspired by our experiences, you know!” Ran remembered Himari. 

“Ran, when you sing, it makes me want to follow you, it's always so passionate, and lively, I wish to catch up with you!” She remembered what Tsugumi would say. 

Does that mean she sang for them?

“B-but! I think we all agree that Afterglow’s songs are the best!” Morgana said, catching Ran out of her own thinking, “After all, it somehow fits the Phantom Thieves aesthetics after all,”

“Oooo what if they make a song about us! That would be so cool!” Ryuji exclaimed. The thieves agreed that Afterglow is now their official favourite band as a group. 

Although, that made Ran cringe since she is a “member” of Afterglow.

Author's Note: How was it? Did you like it? Imagine being friends who don't know that you're basically the band they like. Funky stuff, Ran didn't sign up for this. Poor girl tho. Anyways, please leave a like and share it with others please. Oh you can even request if you want! Take care and have a great day!

Another note, Y.O.L.O is bangers, and it's an AU. Pasupare did make a cover rather than claiming the song as theirs, because Ran and Tomoe combined is just scary. What if I make all of the members of Afterglow Phantom Thieves? Oh well, just a thought.

[master-ray5]

The King's (Chibi) Crisis

While I plan on posting something bigger tomorrow for Usamamo Week 2024 (run by @random-mailbox and @lilliebellfanfics), I decided to use the prompt for "Free Day" to finally post something I have had in mind for a while. I'm putting in my "Innocent Royal Affairs" series but the prompt helped me finally get it down on paper. Links first but then I'll post the whole fic underneath:

     “ACHOO!” 

     Mamoru’s eyes went wide and he jumped out of bed as the sound came over the baby monitor. He glanced back over his shoulder to make sure his wife was safe before he ran out the room, across the hall, and into the nursery. Mamoru was by the crib of Princess Chiba-Usa in record time. He opened a drawer, pulled out digital medical gloves, and ran a complete diagnosis by scanning his daughter. 

HR: Normal

BP: 95/58

Temp: 100.1

    “Dear lord,” Mamoru gasped as he read the results. “Computer, open a channel to the family of wisdom.” 

     “Boss,” Zoisite grumbled as he answered the call, slowly rousing. “It’s late. What’s wrong?” 

     “Chibi-Usa is ill,” Mamoru reported firmly. 

     “What’s her symptoms,” Ami asked, as she sat up in bed next to Zoisite when she heard Mamoru’s words. “What’s wrong with the little princess?” 

     “She has a 100.1 fever and is sniffling,” Mamoru explained, his eyes darting from the results to his daughter and back multiple times. “She’s sleeping peacefully now.” 

     “So let me get this straight?” Zoisite groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. “She has her first cold?”

     “Yes! I want a full workout to make sure it's not magic related,” Mamoru ordered, a plan forming in his head. “I want you to run a comparison on the database of all known youmas, droids, and known monster types. I need to make sure she hasn’t been poisoned in someway” 

     Zoisite exchanged a look with his wife before he responded. “I’m hanging up now.” 

     “What?” Mamoru grunted, his body becoming tense at his friend’s response. “My daughter is sick. She needs a complete diagnosis.” 

     “Mamoru,” Ami sighed as she laid her head down on her pillow. “You are a former doctor, so you are blessed with an abundance of information. You need to get a handle on it or it will consume you.” 

     “That being said my wife needs her own sleep for the baby she’s carrying,” Zoisite sighed as his hand reached out and caressed Ami’s stomach. “Just get a washcloth, dab her head, and try to get some rest.”

     “What about,” Mamoru countered but the line went dead. “Hello? Damn it! Computer, dial the family of strength.” 

     “Mmmhuhm,” Nephrite grumbled as the call connected. “Wuh, wuzzup?” 

     “My daughter is displaying a low grade fever,” Mamoru reported, his eyes locked on Chibi-Usa’s vitals. “Have there been any anomalies sighted in the area in the last few days?” 

     “Numh, Mumuh,” Makoto replied in something between a snort, yawn, and a groan. “Mmm.” 

     “I want you to get to the control room and do a full city wide search to make sure there are no disturbances,” Mamoru commanded. “If you run every scan possible it should only take like…5 hours.” 

     A loud crunching sound came through the speaker which Mamoru could only assume was Nephrite destroying his communicator again. The replacement he received would be the 4th one this year alone. Mamoru intended on making sure they came out of his paycheck. 

     Chibi-usa grumbled and began to roll in her sleep causing Mamoru’s heart to clench. She was uncomfortable he could tell and he wanted to make sure everything was fine with her. He immediately dialed the next group in his contact. 

     "Jadeite,” Mamoru called when his general picked up. “I need you to hit the library. I want you to look through all the research materials and see if a minor fever may be related to any known curse."

     “I’ve got a curse I can show him,” Rei hissed before turning over and pulling a pillow over her head. 

     “Boss, you need to calm down,” Jadeite insisted, picking up his communicator to talk into it properly. His other hand reached over and stroked his wife’s back affectionately. “Zoisite already messaged everyone and let us know you are freaking out and overreacting. I’m going to turn off my communicator now and nothing short of a Class Five, world ending disaster is going to turn it back on.” 

     “I am not freaking out or overreacting,” Mamoru stated firmly. “Now come make sure my baby hasn’t been cursed by a demon or I will banish you to the frigid depths of space.” 

     “Good night Mamoru,” Jadeite replied before ending the call. Mamoru felt his entire body tense from the lack of respect he was receiving. 

     "What the hell? Call the family of leaders,” Mamoru ordered the computer. “Kunzite I want…"

    “Damn it Mamoru!” Minako roared. Not through the communicator but instead her voice carried from her and Kunzite’s wing of the castle. “It’s three in the morning! Some of us are trying to have sex!” 

     “Blast it all,” Mamoru roared as he turned towards the door and began to head towards pulling all of his generals out of bed by their hair. “I swear when I get a hold of them….” 

     Mamoru stopped as the door to the nursery opened and his wife came in with a sleepy look in her eyes. 

     “I can hear you through the baby monitor.” Usagi yawned as she moved past her husband and towards the cradle. “You‘re freaking everyone out.”

     “But Usa…,” Mamoru stumbled, his mind still going a mile a minute. “Chibi-Usa could have been poisoned by a demon, cursed by a youma, or…” 

     “Or maybe she caught a cold when we took her out for a ride in the stroller,” Usagi suggested as she placed the washcloth she had brought in against her daughter’s warm head. She picked up her tiny daughter and sat in the rocking chair close by. “She’s going to be fine Mamo. Calm down.” 

     “But…,,” Mamoru struggled, his mind overwhelmed with all the possibilities of everything terrible fate which could befall his baby. “She’s…”

     “It’s okay little one,” Usagi sang to her daughter as she began rocking her. With her hair down nursing their daughter back to health and wearing her white nightgown, Mamoru thought his wife looked like an angel. He often thought of her as such but moments like this made it even harder for him to think she was absolutely sent from heaven. “Daddy is just being silly.”

     “I’m just…,” Mamoru stopped as he watched how Chibi-Usa stopped fusing as she was rocked back to sleep. His gaze dropped to the med gloves he was still wearing and a smile formed on his face as he realized just how foolish he had been acting. “You’re right…daddy is just being silly.”

O.O.O

Come back tomorrow when my first Non-Senshi AU story finally drops. It's a nice light read clocking in at...11k!!

[a-vessels-thoughts]

Another talent swap drabble.

Mukuro could barely keep track of Makoto as he dodged and ducked through Hiro's punches. Even when he stood in place, his form turned hazy, like distortion on a camera.

Mukuro could only watch in awe, observing a battle many could only dream of, and many more would pay with their own limbs for. She could see Kyoko using her analyst Talent, and Chihiro writing down in her notebook.

"Makoto will lose. This type of fight doesn't suit his Talent," Kyoko drawled, then turned her attention elsewhere, acting as if the fight had already ended. Maybe, in her eyes, it did.

Chihiro didn't answer, and neither did Mukuro, although she had her questions. Hiro was strong, yes, but he couldn't land a single punch, how could he win?

With one punch seemed to be the answer.

Makoto flew across the gym, body hitting the padded wall loudly. Mondo cursed but didn't follow. Instead, he turned his attention to Hiro, who was laughing at his victory.

"Wow, little dude, that was funner than I thought it would be! You're pretty good at this." He put his hands behind his head, trying to play it off, but Mukuro could see the bruises, and the... blood? How was he bleeding? Neither of them used weapons...

The SHSL nurse said the same thing, although Mondo used far more curses than Mukuro did. She still couldn't get over how someone as scary as him was a nurse...

Or how he wasn't paying attention to Makoto at all! Seeing as he focused on Hiro more, Mukuro ran to Makoto's side, hands floating uselessly as he rubbed the back of his head. He flinched when he noticed her but smiled all the same.

"Oh, don't worry, he didn't punch that hard," makoto laughed it off, but mukuro found herself stunned.

"Didn't punch that hard?! YOU WERE LAUNCHED ACROSS THE ENTIRE GYM!" She screamed, and Makoto flinched again. Mukuro was too panicked to notice it, "How could-"

"Chill, chick. Bro is just like that." Mondo pulled her away with a single hand on her shoulder, deceptively gentle. "I've never met someone more hard to kill than this piece of shit."

Makoto, of all responses, blushed at that remark, "I'm not that hard to kill!"

"23 stab wounds," Mondo deadpanned. Mukuro died inside a little.

"Only half were fatal!" Makoto said, thinking that was a proper defense. Mukuro died inside a lot.

Known swaps

Mukuro Ikusaba: SHSL Luck

Makoto Naegi: SHSL Assassin

Yasuhiro Hagakure: SHSL Martial Artist

Kyoko Kirigiri: SHSL Analyst

Chihiro Fujisaki: SHSL Writer

Mondo Owada: SHSL Nurse

Mukuro's sense of normalcy kills itself every time Makoto opens his mouth.

[livmadart]

unrelated but what pokemon type would you assign to each detco character

Ooooooooh this is SUCH a good question sorry it took me so long to answer!!! I am gonna answer a few main characters up here and then a bunch more under the cut. Also I am definitely definitely gonna forget a bunch of characters so sorry in advance

Shinichi: ghost type ofc

Ran: fighting type

Mouri: poison type

Heiji: psychic type lol

KID: dark type

Gin, Vodka, and the rest of the BO: classic Evil Team combo of dark and poison types

Vermouth: ice type

Hakuba: flying type ofc

Sonoko: fairy type

Makoto: fighting type

Kazuha: electric type :)

Yuusaku: dark type

Yukiko: fairy type

Sera: dragon type!

Eisuke: water type

Aoko: water type

Akako: psychic type

Haibara: also psychic type, but in a sci fi way

Agasa: steel type

Ayumi: bug type

Mitsuhiko: grass type

Genta: ground type

Takagi: normal type lmao

Sato: fire type

Toichi: psychic type

Chikage: dark type

Akai: fire type

Amuro: rock type (but seething that his type advantage doesn’t really help him when battling against akai)

[herri-writes]

Frozen in Time

Chapter 2: Under the Deep Blue Sea

Izumi Sena x Reader (F) (!!)

Synopsis: After a reunion in the office, fate kept making their paths crossed and connecting, much to the photographers' dismay that it ended up with her in a circle meeting with someone.

Note: I am far too gone at this point. My priorities is Antique Legends Mika and acads. This fic is next in line. Sht got delayed bc I felt sick due to red week.

Kaoru being bitchless is real. Bro is already maidenless while being a shy mf towards Anzu/Player *Evil cackling*. DW Kaoru, there's Rei for your coping mechanism in being bitchless.

It was hard for Izumi to admit but he had a crush on you back in his childhood. Even though he clinged at Makoto often, Arashi teased him for being too blushy when you're near Izumi. Since your attention is Arashi often, you didn't notice nor realize that Izumi is also there all along but you always did whenever you had photoshoots with him together.

Now that he knew that you're that modeling agency's little princess, he remembered how you acted towards someone you're close with. He knew how you made his attention turn to yours when he wanted to be with Makoto all the time. But since Makoto's attention is on you, it'll be Arashi's opportunity to pester and annoy Izumi once she gets the chance.

"(Name), face the camera." You smiled and faced the camera while you sat on the grass cutely just as the photographer, your uncle, called your name. As you smiled and faced the camera, a flash came out and captured the adorable moment in his eyes. "Heh, you look cute in this picture. I'll tell my wife about this."

"Uncle, you can't just brag to Auntie every time you take a picture of me~" You pouted and crossed your arms. He patted your head as he messed up with your hair and teased you. "Aw~ is the little princess pouting~?" "Quit it!"

Izumi gazed at you and the photographer from afar while sitting on the bench and drank his water. Arashi on the other hand sighed and leaned on the bench's backrest and groaned, "Boooooring~"

"Shut up, Naru. You're soooo~ annoying when you complain." He closed the bottle with the cap and put it beside him. Arashi rolled his eyes when she saw Izumi staring at you and smirked a little. "Seems like Izumi has a crush."

"I don't." He blankly replied and she quickly retorted, "You're denying. You're staring at her."

"I'm not staring at her and I'm not denying."

"You are denying it."

"I'm not."

"You are."

"I'm not." Arashi grinned and gave him a smug look at his answer.

"You aren't."

"I am." Izumi became surprised at the answer he blurted out and winced. "You played dirty!"

Arashi giggled and she let out a mischievous glint in her eyes. She jumped off from the bench and shouted out, "Big Brother Akiomi! Izumi has a crush!" Arashi called her senior and ran off to where he was. Izumi chased her and shouted, "I don't! Naru, how many times do I need to repeat that? You're so~ annoying!"

You turned your head to see Arashi laughing while running away from Izumi, who is chasing and yelling at her. You curiously blinked and blatantly ignored them while turning your attention back to the camera on your hand.

Makoto walked beside you and sat down and looked at the camera. The more you pressed the button, the more he saw pictures of you, Izumi, Arashi, and Makoto together.

The two young models began to feel tired after all of that running. Izumi sat beside Makoto while Arashi sat beside you, looking at the pictures on the camera with you.

"Makko, we look cute in this one. Don't you think so?" You showed the picture to Makoto and he nodded.

It's a picture of you, Arashi, Makoto, and Izumi sitting beside each other on the bench and Akiomi standing behind the four of you, behind the bench. In the picture, you held Arashi's arm and clinged on it while shyly facing the camera and she leaned closer to you and smirked at Izumi as she held your hand on her arm. Makoto only sat there, behaving while smiling as he faced the camera but Izumi clinged on him like a clingy child and pouted while looking at Arashi. Akiomi on the other hand leaned close as he rested his arms on the bench’s backrest and stood there, acting like a big brother to the four young child models.

Makoto chuckled nervously and scratched his cheek with his finger. "But Big Brother Izumi is clinging on me... while you..."

"I know, but it doesn't matter," You replied as his voice faltered. "It doesn't matter if you face the camera or not as long as it's a memory to remember once the camera took a photo in the memory that stays in your mind until you grow up."

"Even if it's blurry or a mess because you moved or something moved and made you not take a photo of that memory anymore, it's still a memory." You said and his eyes sparkled. "So this one is already a memory?"

You nodded as you hummed and answered, "Yeah!" You remembered something you wanted to do in the future and beamed, "I want to take pictures of different kinds of memories when I grow up someday while I'm modeling and posing for the camera. It's better to not waste a single second not making a memory to remember, you know?"

"Then we'll grow up together and make more memories with the others!" He lit up in agreement and you nodded. Your eyes began to sparkle and smiled brightly.

Izumi saw how your eyes shined and sparkled when you told him your resolve. He began to like the way your eyes shined and how you smiled that his lips curved to a smile, making Arashi snicker.

But that resolve didn't last when he heard that you'll leave the city the day after. It also means that you'll never be able to make more memories with them as you grow up. You did grow up but you couldn't see them anymore as you are far away from them.

Izumi woke up from his sleep at his dream, which is a nostalgic memory of his childhood. He sat up on his bed and was surprised that he woke up minutes before his alarm rings. He moved closer to the side of the bed and got up on his feet to prepare himself for the day.

Minutes later, your alarm clock beeps that you slammed your fist to turn it off and pushed it off your bedside cabinet. "Five more minutes..." You groaned and slept more.

Nyaitsu jumped off his cat basket and climbed onto your bed. He crawled on you until he walked on your back but fell on the bed as you shifted your body to lie down on your back. Nyaitsu jumped on your chest and sat on it and meows to wake you up. Since his meows weren't heard, he planted his paws on your face and kneaded your cheeks. 

You stirred in your sleep and opened your eyes. The first thing your eyes saw after you opened it is Nyaitsu hovering above your face. You smiled at the kitten's actions and patted his head and his back. "Good morning to you too, you silly cat."

You sat up and stretched yourself awake. You left the bed and got up to your feet, preparing for your morning meeting with Knights as their photographer. You exited your room and prepared breakfast for you and your fellow apartment mates. You put the bread in the toaster and made coffee from the coffee machine, enough for three.

To avoid any sacreligious attempts in traditions, you scooped out a few cups of rice from its container and poured it on the pot, enough for three stomachs for the morning and washed it on the sink with running water. You turned off the faucet and poured the rice water slowly and never wasted a single grain of rice. You turned on the faucet once again and filled up the pot with the right amount of water and turned it off. You wiped the excess water on the outside part of the pot with a dry towel and put the pot on the rice cooker and closed the lid as it automatically cooked on its own.

You took a pan out of the counter cabinet and flipped it with your dominant hand and placed it carefully on the stove. You added oil and heated it up before it goes moderately hot, hot enough to cook three eggs and six strips of bacon. 

You opened the fridge and took out three eggs from the egg tray and a pack of bacon from the freezer and opened it. You then gradually added the eggs on the pan after cracking the shell open, followed by the bacon on the sides and nudged them with a spatula. The bread jumped out of the toaster and landed safely on the plate as you caught it on time.

The scent of eggs and bacon filled up the air from the kitchen. The aroma seeped through the bedroom of your two other companions in their own bedroom, waking them up for the new, busy day.

You turned off the stove and scooped the eggs and bacon with the spatula and placed it on a plate. You took Nyaitsu's bowl on the counter and poured milk on his bowl and placed it on the counter. The kitten jumped on the counter and drank his milk for the day.

Just in time, the coffee finished blending and the pitcher was nearly full. You let out a carton of milk and pour milk in each cup on the desired amount for each coffee drinker in the apartment, followed by pouring hot coffee in the cup until it reaches the neck of each cup.

You took three bowls for the rice from the kitchen cabinet and opened the rice cooker as it finished cooking, ready to be eaten and give energy to its consumer. You fill the bowl with rice using a spoon to scoop it out and put it on the bowl on its desired amount for each person.

You prepared the table and placed a table mat on one side and two on the other, followed by a bowl of rice for each person and a hot cup of coffee as an energizer on the top right side and chopsticks on the right side of the bowl.

A yawn was heard in the living room and loud thud on the couch. "Mornin'..."

"Good morning." You greeted back and saw your cousin lying down on the couch. Your eyes shone a glint of mischief and you snickered.

"Aren't you supposed to be at the office at this hour?" You began to grin as you told her a lie that made your cousin shoot her eyes wide awake and rushed to the table and sat on her seat and thanked the food. 

She quickly ate and nearly choked herself and drank water. After she's done with her breakfast, she left the table after thanking the food once again and rushed to the bathroom to clean herself and to her bedroom to change into her work clothes.

You heard her bedroom door slammed open and rushing footsteps heading its way to the front door. "I'm leaving!" She exclaimed as she opened the door and realized when she looked at her watch. A cackle escaped your throat all the way to your mouth when she realized that she's too early before her leaving hours. You snorted and snickered, "You seem so stupid when you're rushing."

"Shut up!" She closed the door and returned to the table, drinking her coffee, annoyed. You smirked, "That's what you get from what you did to me yesterday~" You sat on your chair at the table and thanked the food before eating.

At the same time, inside Starmony Dorm, Izumi ate the breakfast Niki made for everyone and ate alone in the dining area. He drank his miso soup from his cup and rice with his chopsticks. He seriously ate that his presence alone scared everyone.

All except one.

"Senaaaaa!" Leo exclaimed in the early hours of the morning that he nearly spat out the miso soup he just sipped from his bowl or choked on the rice that he just chewed.

"Leo, it's too early," Izumi reminded him after he gulped down his food and continued to eat. "Aren't you going to eat?"

"Not when I asked Ritsu to prepare your personal favorite~" Leo revealed a bento box with various kinds, including the shrimps as the main attraction for the silver-haired idol.

"I'll take it out for lunch." Izumi said and he completely finished his meal and took his tray and left the table. Leo sighed and pouted as he sat on the chair, propped his elbows on the table and leaned on both of his hands. He sighed out and looked at Izumi, worried.

Last night, whenever no one was looking, he caught Izumi glancing at something with a sad look. It wasn't shown on his face but his eyes said it all and how he constantly sighs by exhaling air out of his nose. Whenever the topic is about the junior photographer, (Name), he remained quiet and ignored everyone and it was different from how he acted back then in his Yumenosaki Academy days as a student.

Leo's brow twitched while he watched Izumi placed the bowls and utensils in the dishwasher and placed the tray on the stack with a sad look in his eyes. Izumi's lips are formed on a thin line and his brows furrowed. The composer sighed and never hesitate to ask him one question that could make the model's facade falter.

"Is this about (Name) again?" A glass shattering was heard in the kitchen and Leo's eyes let out a glint when he guessed it right. "Don't forget that we'll meet her at the meeting later."

An idol passed by and turned their head when they heard glass shattering as it fell. "Senior Sena? Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"Leo..." Izumi turned around to face Leo from the kitchen as he glared. "Don't you have other matters to attend to...?"

Leo answered, "I'll be at the meeting later, Sena."

Izumi stormed out of the kitchen and took the neatly wrapped bento box off the table and left the dorm, fuming in anger.

Tsukasa sighed as he took a broom and a dustpan to clean the glass off the floor to avoid any accidents. He sighed as he swept the glass and looked at Leo, "You know, it's really wrong to cross the line, Leo."

"I know but I didn't mean to trigger him..." Leo sighed and slumped on the table, stressed because he stepped on a landmine named Izumi Sena.

You arrived at Ensemble Square on time and gulped down, nervous for what's about to come. You didn't bring Nyaitsu with you because you know that he'll disturb and distract anyone for the whole meeting. You fumbled your pocket, not used to the feeling of Nyaitsu not sleeping in your coat pocket. You could only sigh and try to inhale and calm yourself down as you entered the main entrance and stood at the lobby.

You sat on one of the benches lined up at the center of the lobby and waited. You were messaged by Arashi that someone will pick you up at the lobby and escort you to New Dimension agency's office. You felt glad that you have connections within Ensemble Square, even if it's someone from your past that you haven't met for a long time.

You waited for that person to pick you up and listened to the music with your earphones and hummed.

Your phone buzzed and you saw Arashi's contact name and she sent you a message, a notification showing on your screen.

My Queen

(Name), is your escort there yet?

He's coming there in a few minutes. Stay there.

You unlocked your phone and replied to her message.

Little Princess: Why? Who's picking me up?

My Queen: Can't say until he comes to the lobby.

Little Princess: He? Who's the "He"?

After a few seconds, Arashi didn't reply back. You felt nervous that you don't know who's picking you up and taking you to the agency office in Ensemble Square. Your phone buzzed that you nearly jumped out of your seat and looked at the message she gave you.

My Queen: Probably ur crush;)

You narrowed your eyes as you tried to decode what she meant and typed back, not dealing with her humor today.

Little Princess: Where did your proper typing go? Out of the window?

My Queen: Just wait, princess. Your beloved knight will be there to get you and take you to our castle>;)

Little Princess: Haha very funny, Rashi.

You rolled your eyes at the classic joke. Well, that can't be helped because it's a Knights thing. Arashi once told you in the message that they used that as an endearment towards their fans by addressing them in the status they wanted them to call as their loyal knights. You smiled when she said that. Now you know that it's often used in their songs, touching their fans with their lyrics.

You hoped that Arashi would come here to pick you up soon. You continued to listen to the song playing in your earphones and waited patiently.

At that moment, someone entered the main entrance and stopped at the lobby. His phone buzzed as he reached the lobby and fished out his phone from his pocket and the first thing he saw was the Knights' group chat at Hold Hands popped up on his notification screen. He raised his brow when he saw Tsukasa messaging his seniors, followed by Arashi telling the others that they chatted at the wrong group chat.

Knights | Operation: Photographer

Tsukasa: Where's Senior Sena? Is he there yet?

Arashi: Tsukasa, wrong chat.

Ritsu: Naru, it's not like he'll see it. Is (Name) there yet?

Arashi: For goodness' sake, Ritsu.

He deadpanned as he saw his name and yours in one notification and sighed. He looked up from his phone and saw you at the seats, sitting there and waiting for someone. He wanted to walk closer but he couldn't. He wanted to leave but he stayed there, staring at you from afar.

You turn your head to see who's at the lobby and your eyes widen to see that Izumi is there looking at you from the entrance. You stood up and checked your phone and Arashi messaged you that Izumi will pick you up at the lobby, followed by a winking emoji.

You returned your gaze on him and you saw him looking at his phone and sighed before putting it back in his pocket and walked towards you. You stood there and froze on the spot as he walked closer. He stood there, a few steps away from you and said, "I'm here to pick you up."

Surprised, you blinked twice and nodded. You took off your earphones and put them in your coat pocket. Izumi saw you nod and walked ahead of you and you followed behind him as he escorted you to New Dimension's office.

Izumi stopped at the elevator and pressed a button, making you stop behind him. He waited for the elevator doors to open and crossed his arms, leaning his weight on one leg and the other tapped its foot while waiting. You fiddled your leather strap with your fingers and waited for the doors to open.

As the elevator let out a ring, the doors opened. Izumi turned to face you and said, "Ladies first." You nodded and entered the elevator first, followed by him and pressed a button to close the doors and pressed seven to go up to the seventh floor. You felt the lift carrying you and Izumi up towards the destination and waited.

The whole ride felt awkward as you stood beside Izumi while you looked down on the floor and waited for the lift to stop. You closed your eyes and held your breath, waiting for that one small ring once again.

Izumi glanced at you, looking at you with a blank expression. He saw how you held the camera like your life depends on it. Of course, a photographer is not a photographer without a camera and it's the most important item in their occupation. He wanted to say something or reach you but in the end, he still did nothing.

You close your eyes until the elevator stops. Your body shook and lost your balance. You held your camera tightly on your hands as you tripped on your feet and tumbled backwards. Izumi saw this and immediately caught you in his arms to prevent you from falling to the floor and held you closer to his chest. You slowly opened your eyes when you didn't feel your back hitting the floor and the first thing you saw was Izumi, whose face is close to yours.

To you, it felt like time stopped when your gaze met his and locked. Your face is close to his in proximity that you could feel his breath touching your lips. You gulped down at the way he held you in his strong embrace and held your breath.

The elevator bell rang and the doors opened. Outside of the elevator, Arashi and Ritsu are revealed and the two knights gasped at the sight in front of them. Ritsu fished out his phone out of his pocket and took a picture before running away from the scandalous crime scene. Meanwhile Arashi, whose arms were once crossed, her dominant hand moved to cover her smirking lips with her fingers and snickered.

Izumi held you back up and asked you, "Are you alright?" You nodded and backed away, exiting the elevator, followed by Izumi who stood there beside you and placed a hand on his hip. He asked another question and looked at you. "You better be careful next time. You're not used to elevators?"

You wanted to nod but you shook your head instead and stood behind Arashi and hid away from Izumi.

"(Name), are you being shy again?" Arashi chuckled and patted your head. Izumi looked at Arashi, dead in the eyes. What did he do to make you shy away from him?

"Rashi... w-we should head to the conference room..." You tugged her sleeve and she nodded. "Right, right..." She turned her head to face Izumi and said, "We should go. She has other things to do after the meeting." She said and walked away with you in tow.

As the three of you were close to the NewDi conference room, Arashi looked at you and saw how shy you seemed. A light bulb popped out of her head and lit up when she thought of something to make you less nervous since it's your first meeting with Knights as their photographer for the project.

"(Name), do you want me to carry you?" Arashi asked you and you blushed a little and waved your hands in front of her. "Rashi, you don't need to."

"Come on, it's been years since I last did that to you~" She made grabby hands to tease you. Out of instinct, you grabbed her wrists and raised it up in the air. You two stopped walking and the both of you stayed in that position. Due to your gap in strength, she escaped your grasp and attempted to grab you by your waist. As she successfully caught you, she hoisted you up in the air and spun around like a parent carrying their child to see them smile and put you down on the floor.

"Rashi..." You laughed and giggled as she put you down on the floor and she hugged you and gave you a small squeeze.

"I can't help it. I missed this." Arashi chuckled and nuzzled her cheek on yours.

From being timid to laughing like a child. Your smile can brighten one's day. It can also turn one's cold aura to warmth. Heat is more stronger when made contact with the cold and it quickly spreads.

Your smile affected Izumi so much that he let out a small smile. It melted his cold heart but he knows that your smile was made by someone who is close to your heart that he glanced away, avoiding your smile. Izumi entered the conference room, hiding away his softened yet sad gaze with his cold glare once more.

Before Izumi entered the conference room, three other members of the same unit saw how Izumi looked away when he saw you smiling at Arashi. Ritsu yawned and Tsukasa sighed. Meanwhile Leo puffed out his cheeks and scoffed.

"See?! That's what I meant when I said Sena seemed sad whenever (Name) is involved!" Leo groaned and exclaimed as he sat on the couch and threw his hands to show the entire scenario to Ritsu and Tsukasa.

"So our Frost Knight's getting colder or warmer?" Ritsu asked and Leo answered, "Probably both. He's cold whenever (Name) isn't around and becomes warm when (Name) is around."

"Probably because of the fact that she's Izumi's childhood crush." Ritsu chimed in and stood up and lied down on the other couch in front of them. "Naru once told that to me once back then at practice last time."

"He what?" Tsukasa looked at Ritsu, taken aback at what the vampire stated. "Naru's words. Not mine." Ritsu yawned and replied before napping for the day.

As Izumi entered the conference room, everyone minded their own business in their own way. Leo composed on the floor, Ritsu napping on the couch, and Tsukasa looking at the papers given to him from a folder. Izumi looked at everyone in the room and gave them a look that he thought that everything seemed suspicious but none of them mind it at all. Actually, they felt his gaze as their movements stuttered and continued to ignore him.

Everyone in the room heard laughter from the outside and turned their heads to look at where the laughter came from.

"You're mean..." You pouted at Arashi and she only chuckled. "I'm doing what I can to make my princess happy~" You rolled your eyes at her statement and walked ahead as she opened the door for you to enter the conference room. "After you, my lady."

You smiled at her and said, "I appreciate your kind gesture, my dear knight." You curtsied and entered the room, followed by Arashi who closed the door and took your hand as she escorted you to the seats and sat beside you.

Tsukasa cleared his throat and spoke, "Now that everyone is here," He then turned to face you and continued, "We'll begin the meeting with our photographer for this collaboration project, Picture Perfect, with (Name) of YMSK Modeling Agency."

"P-Please to meet you..." You stuttered as you replied and you felt Arashi's hand on yours. You look up to see her amethyst orbs staring back at you as she softly smiles and rubs her thumb on your hand, calming you down.

You cleared your throat and spoke up, "Please meet you everyone. I believe that we met two days ago with I, as a junior photographer, who is under my senior's guidance. Since Suou mentioned my name, then there is no need for more details to be stated after the introduction."

He then passed the papers given to him by the vice president of the agency to you and read it quietly. It's a list of schedules and general information of every Knights member in detail and your schedule being the first one in the sheets of paper given to you. You blinked your eyes twice to see if your mind was hallucinating and shook your head but your eyes never lied to you today.

"Are you sure I'm supposed to have this...?" You asked Tsukasa and he nodded and answered, "Well, according to the information of the collaboration project, you'll be with us for a year starting this spring so you need those and it's important."

"I see..." You murmured and read the general information profile of each Knights member before the schedule. Arashi patted your shoulder and reassured you. "It's okay, (Name). How about this? You'll hang out with us Knights once we have the time. And oh, I want to introduce you to my circle. We always have shopping dates~"

"Including mine, too." Ritsu yawned and lay down on his side, his head leaning on his hand on the couch. "I can introduce you to my circle too and have tea together at the garden. In exchange, you'll be my pillow."

You nervously chuckled at Ritsu's condition and looked back to reading the profiles. Your gaze fell on Izumi's profile and gulped. It includes his occupation, his height, age, what unit he is in, and his preferences in general, which is his likes and dislikes.

Your gaze shifted to the handwritten information as it caught your gaze and you thought that it is not a part of the profile. The handwriting is a little messy but rushed and you stared at it, deeply.

Likes: That one junior photographer

You look up to face Tsukasa and you see him waking Ritsu up. Arashi leaned close to read the information profile and she snickered. She knew that it's someone's handwriting which is oh so familiar to her. She glanced at the sleeping knight and smirked.

"Did someone write on Mr. Sena's profile...?" You asked as you looked around to everyone. There was no response until Izumi took his profile in your hand and returned it to you. He blankly looked at you and crossed his arms. "So? What about it?"

What about it?

What about it...?

You were about to ask him when he immediately replied, "That's not my handwriting so you can ignore that." Izumi continued and returned to his seat. 

You blinked and nodded and returned your attention to your schedule on hand and read it. Your eye twitched when you saw Izumi's name being the first one to be seen on your schedule for this day, right after your free hour, which lasts until noon, after lunch break. He has time to meet with his friends at the circle he joined after your free time. You held your sigh, thinking that you'll be stuck with him for the rest of the day.

'Of all idols...' You held your sigh and hid your face behind the papers. "Looking forward to cooperating with you in this project, Mr. Sena..."

After the meeting, you sighed out, sipping tea on the couch while missing Nyaitsu's presence but you had to leave him behind because of work purposes. You're not working at the modeling agency right now and you're at a different workplace, where pets aren't allowed at all. 

Out of habit, you kept touching your coat pocket where Nyaitsu slept often and you let out a weak groan as you held your camera and looked at the pictures of the sweet kitty being left behind in your aunt's office. You really missed him, that you wanted to touch and pet him all day, that it brought you to the verge of tears and sipped your tea in silence.

"What's got you sighing, rookie?"

You nearly spat your tea that you gulped it down and choked and coughed as a result. You felt a soft pat on your back and a voice calming you down. "Hey, calm down. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

You look up to see Izumi looking at you, worried. That same feeling where time stopped came back once again the moment your gaze locked with his.

The cold gaze you often saw shifted to soft, warm gaze out of worry. Those eyes, the ones that have the perfect color of the blue sea, could make you drown if you dived in— the very same eyes that looked at yours made you feel that you might sink, drown, and die. It's so deep that you could barely reach the surface and fade in the depths of the deep dark blue sea.

Though that frozen time was of a short moment, you held your breath and closed your lips shut. You gulped down that lingering nervous feeling inside you down to your throat. You immediately looked away and nodded.

"I-I'm fine. No need to worry." You didn't turn to face him and still look away, avoiding him.

He sat beside you on the couch and asked you a question. "I heard that you became a photographer after you left the modeling agency." You nodded at his question. "And I heard that you're also an alumnus of Yumenosaki Academy." You nodded again.

You turned to face him and asked a question, "I heard that you kidnapped Makko at DDD, am I right?" Izumi tilted his head and asked, "Who's Makko?"

"Makoto Yuuki." Izumi paled and he winced, "I thought those news only stayed at the Idol Course..."

"Well, darn, Broadcasting Committee has a lot of ways of obtaining information." You blankly answered and shifted your attention to the camera and looked at the recent pictures you took.

He asked you another question, "Do you hate me that you always run away whenever I'm near you?"

You nearly dropped your camera at his question and you fell silent. You breathed in and out and turned your head to face him. "It's not that I'm scared... It's just because I messed up something..."

Izumi raised his brow and looked at you. You showed him a picture of Izumi on your camera and it's the accidental picture you took when he passed by at the seaside.

"So you were scared to show up because of that?" Izumi asked and smirked, "You never changed at all, (Name). You always took accidental shots and it seemed good to the eye whenever you did that."

"What do you mean by that?" You tilted your head and he answered, "Remember when you adjusted the camera's lens and pointed it to me when we're kids? When I turned to face you, that was when the flash came out. But when I look at the picture you took, it seemed like it was frozen in time. The picture didn't seem blurry at all when I moved or when your hands shook due to the camera being heavy because you're just a kid back then."

Your mouth opened slightly agape when he reminded you of the past. A blush dusted on your cheeks as you saw him smiling at the memory.

"Zumi, don't move..." You said as you held the camera and adjusted the picture quality with the lens and slightly pressed the shutter to focus.

"Hah? Why are you facing that camera on me—" Just as Izumi turned his head to face you, the flash came out of the camera. You panicked when he retorted that you pressed the shutter and the camera was too heavy for you to hold. "Ah, sorry!"

Izumi walked closer to your side and looked at the picture you just took. His eyes widened in surprise and in curiosity. He grinned and said, "Whoa. I didn't expect that it'll be a good picture, (Name)."

"Heh, how could I forget that? It happens all the time whenever you hold your uncle's camera." He snickered, making you flush in embarrassment. You gripped the camera on hand firmly and didn't say a word while reminiscing about the past. "Mr. Sena..."

He only chuckled and smiled. He patted your head and grinned as he muttered, "Sorry, I can't help it when it's you, (Name)..."

You looked at him and you were amazed at his smile. The smile he showed you is different from the one he used on stage and on TV shows.

His cold gaze became soft like the spring breeze. His sharp brows softened, making his gaze seem gentle to one's eyes. His lips curved into a soft smile, a smile that one will use when they look at something they love and treasure wholeheartedly and unconditionally. Your heart palpitated at the sight of his smile right in front of you. You wanted to move but the feeling of his hand on your hand made you melt into his touch and close your eyes as you leaned on his touch.

"Mr. Sena... mind letting me go...?" You murmured. You felt like you're getting soft like a cat, like how Nyaitsu will be like when he was petted by you. If you are a cat, you would purr and lean on their touch while they pet you and gently scratch your chin, the back of your ear, on your head, or rub their hand on your back. Izumi could practically see you as one when you softened at his touch.

"You really never change at all, (Name)..." He muttered as he removed his hand off of you and smiled.

"Aww~" You hear someone cooing and you turn your head to see who it is. It's Arashi holding up her phone and taking a picture of you and Izumi for the whole time. You deadpanned at your childhood friend and you saw the composer composing a song with his music sheets and a pen on the table. Ritsu grinned as he rested his head on his arms on the table and snickered, "We saw everything, Secchan. Don't deny it, okay?"

Izumi deadpanned and scoffed and turned away from you. "Whatever..."

"Fufu, Izumi, you seemed like you wanted to hug her when you petted her. So cute~" Arashi squealed as she cooed at how adorable the sight is to her. She covered her lips with her fingers and chuckled while holding her laughter.

The blush grew on your face and you shied away as you drank your tea from the can. Ritsu snickered when he saw the blush crept up to your cheeks and teased, "Secchan, go comfort your princess. She's all flustered now."

"Your Princess?!" You were red at this point that you brought Tsukasa's hair to shame. Izumi glared at Ritsu and clicked his tongue. "Let her be."

But not for long, Arashi sat closer to you and looked at you with a glint of mischief in her eyes. Her amethyst orbs look at you with intent, in a sly way. She leaned closer and engulfed you to a hug, holding you captive in her embrace.

"Ra— Arashi— Ms. Narukami?!" You stuttered as you tried to say her name when you addressed her at work. She whispered into your ear and said, "Let me tease him indirectly with you, okay?" If you saw her winking, then there's probably a star popping out as she winked.

Then, she began to pepper your face with kisses as she squeezed you tight. Your eyes widen because from the public view, it'll seem as scandalous but who can deny Arashi's affection when she is the sweetest being known in the world, rotting you from the core as she gave you diabetes due to how sweet she is.

"M-Ms. Narukami...?!" You are melting at this point. She is turning you into a putty in her hands. You began to ask yourself what she was implying and who she was indirectly teasing with.

"Naru, you're being unprofessional right now," Izumi crossed his arms and looked at her, nearly annoyed as he kept his serious expression on his face. But Arashi is still doing it and she gave him a smug look as she looked up and began to rock her body with you in her embrace. "Aww~ Can't I give your princess affection? I'm sorry, I can't help it because she seemed like she needed it~"

"I'm sorry but whose princess…?!" You exclaimed and blushed at the nickname Arashi gave you. This is the second time they called you Izumi's princess. You heard her chuckle that it made you jolt.

She then leaned closer to your ear as she asked you, "Am I right, (Name)?" You know you're not looking at her but you can see her half-lidded eyes and her mischievous grin from the back of your mind and that scared you as she looked at you darkly. You blinked twice and your lip twitched at her expression right now. Her voice sounds like she's telling you not to say or answer anything other than "yes". You could only nod and she squeezed you tight in response while nuzzling her cheek on the back of your head.

Izumi and Tsukasa just sighed. Arashi smirked and asked, "Jealous? Why not try doing this to her?" 

Tsukasa's cheeks were dusted with pink and Izumi scoffed, "I'd rather die." Izumi rolled his eyes and glanced at you for a moment. The way your face is covered by lipstick marks and how you blushed made it seem cute for one to see that Izumi nearly snapped. He begins to think of himself in Arashi's situation right now. He gritted his teeth and looked away.

"Suuchan, Naru's not talking to you, remember...?" Ritsu snickered at the blush on Tsukasa's face and grinned. 

"I-I know that." The young leader cleared his throat and looked away. Ritsu's grin widened and asked him, "Don't tell me you have a crush on our photographer here?"

Tsukasa's pink blush turned red, matching his hair. "I don't—" "Yeah, yeah, you have a crush on Anzu, aren't you?" Just as Ritsu ignored Tsukasa's denial, unfortunately, his blush grew the more he thought of you and him together.

Tsukasa Suou, the young leader of Knights, began to blush as he put his own hair to shame as his blush grew more red because the photographer named (Name).

"Senior Ritsu!" Tsukasa shouted at Ritsu but the vampire knight just napped, ignoring the garnet's words of denial. He clenched his fists as he glared and grimaced at Ritsu but he didn't want to catch a certain ginger's attention and turn away.

"Ahahahahahaha! Sena, you're blushing!" Leo laughed and let out a music book. "Thanks for the inspiration, Sena. You and (Name)'s flushed faces give me inspiration." He then began to compose a song in silence while watching his favorite love triangle trio being chaotic in front of him. 

The three other knights looked at the three of you. Arashi embraced you firmly in her embrace, looking smug as she looked at Izumi, who was glaring at Arashi and deep in her soul. His glare could bring a blizzard as gaze became colder and colder while you who seemed to be in a predicament in the midst of the borderline of warmth and coldness.

"Is a love triangle unfolding right in front of us?! Inspiration is overflowing!" Leo exclaimed as he laughed again and continued to write at another set of pages in his music book. "I'll name this... The Queen's Princess and The Icy Cold Knight!"

'Why am I being surrounded by them...?' You thought while you surrendered in Arashi's overwhelming affection and Izumi's cold stare. You glanced at the others, staring at you. Great, you've made yourself an audience. You grimaced and suffered internally in this war between Izumi and Arashi.

You've remembered that you always went to AOUMI back in your high school days after school or on summer vacation. You had no idea that this is one of the places that the circle Izumi is in has a meeting here— probably the 13th reason why your cousin always goes here even if she disliked going to places with aquariums.

A long, distressed groan left your throat as you walked your way towards AOUMI Aquarium's entrance. This time, you were scheduled to attend OCEANS' circle with someone at AOUMI Aquarium in the afternoon after 1. The task given to you is to take a photo of every circle meeting that every Knights member is in and you sighed.

Currently, you were being dragged with someone. Someone like...

"Stop falling behind. You'll be late for the circle photoshoot." An annoyed sigh left the model's lips as he pulled you by your wrist until the two of you arrived in front of AOUMI Aquarium's main entrance. "Aren't you supposed to get to know each unit member of Knights with this? So, please cooperate. You're so~ annoying, you know that?"

Yeah, now you know who it is.

Izumi dragged you all the way from Ensemble Square to AOUMI's entrance the moment he knew that you were fifteen minutes close to leave for Izumi and OCEANS photoshoot. All the way there, he huffed out a sigh whenever he mentioned that you're late on the schedule. The reason why you're late is because of Ritsu, who napped on your lap after Arashi left you alone with Ritsu and Izumi. 

"Sakuma— I mean, Ritsu, can you let go of me...?" You called the sleeping vampire knight and poked his cheek to stir him awake. As expected of Ritsu, there is no response from him. You sighed and attempted to gently shake his shoulders but the next attempt was futile. He is still asleep.

"Ritsu, can you please wake up? I am running late for Mr. Sena's circle meeting..." You shook his shoulders once again but there was no response. You sighed out once again and gave up.

You gently pinched Ritsu's cheek and as a result, he stirred in his sleep and wrapped your waist with his arms and held you close in his nap. You deeply inhaled and held your breath, close to wake him up out loud.

You are so close to snapping when you tried to shake Ritsu awake but Izumi carried you away from Ritsu just as he tried to wake the sleeping vampire, pissed for making you and Izumi late. Izumi carried you out of the break room in his arms, carrying you like a princess being protected by a knight. Since he saw a damsel in absolute distress, he couldn't help but to do so.

The moment you stepped inside the main entrance with Izumi, you bit your lip when you nearly forgot to wear your facemask. You often did this to hide your identity out to the public eye and to avoid unwanted attention. Also, you felt glad that you were known as the junior photographer of YMSK Modeling Agency and not as (Name). A chill went up to your spine when you remembered a memory that you oh so not wanted to remember and shook it off.

Just as you and Izumi entered the main entrance, you fished out your face mask from your pants pocket and quickly put it on. Izumi glanced and looked behind him, seeing you wearing a face mask on. He wanted to question it but he just shrugged it off and looked for his fellow circle members, who were waiting for him at the front desk at the lobby.

"Isn't that...?" A familiar blonde looked at you and Izumi from the side of the counter and he grimaced when he recognized you. "Geh...! It's (Name)..." The corner of his lip twitched and he nervously laughed. "Apologies, I-I have to go to the restroom..."

"Kaoru? Where are you 'heading' to?" A slow, wave-like tone asked Kaoru, who was about to leave and the blonde jolted, not knowing that he'll get caught with his former club president of Marine Life Club and his fellow OCEANS circle member, Kanata Shinkai of RYUSETAI. Kanata then continued to ask him, "Izumi is already 'here', you know...?"

The four other OCEANS circle members turned their heads to see you and Izumi walking closer to them. While their attention is on the model and the photographer, Kaoru disappeared from thin air, taking UNDEAD's name quite far to literal context.

Just as Izumi looked to see if everyone in OCEANS was here, he raised his brow in confusion and asked them, "Where is Kao? I thought he's excited to meet (Name)."

"Lord Hakaze is..." Souma glanced to see if Kaoru is behind him but to his surprise, the blonde is no longer there. Kanata answered, "Kaoru went to the 'comfort room'. He seemed a bit 'suspicious' today." He paused for a moment and continued as he shifted his gaze on you, "I think it's because of this 'photographer' here~"

"P-Please to meet you all. I'm (Name), Knights' photographer for the Picture Perfect Collaboration." You bowed and introduced yourself as a greeting and Kanata sloppily smiled. "Nice to 'meet' you, (Name). Welcome to AOUMI Aquarium. Puka puka~" He greeted back and he began to slowly sway his body as he waved his arms, acting like a jellyfish swimming underwater.

A smile was formed on your lips but it was hidden behind the mask and yet your eyes showed that you like this kind of unique greeting given to you. Suddenly, an exclaimed question was heard from someone you knew in the past, that made your eye twitch.

"A-Anzu?! What brings you here...?" You turn your head to see Kaoru talking to Anzu and he seemed to be... nervous? You fell silent, confused at how the huge flirt and infamous playboy of Yumenosaki Academy suddenly became a nervous wreck. You blurted out a question, "What happened to that guy...?"

Izumi turned his attention to you and answered, "Kao tried to change himself after Repayment Fes but it seemed like he started to act like a total idiot when Anzu was in the same room as him. He's trying to change from his past self but his constant flirtings towards that certain person is making him look stupid while being a stuttering and flustered mess." You couldn't help but to blink thrice out of pure surprise, taken aback at the huge change of the Kaoru of the past and the Kaoru of the present. You wryly smiled and thanked Izumi for the answer and looked back to Anzu and Kaoru.

You thought their conversation would last until Anzu turned her gaze at you and waved her hand to say "hi". Meanwhile Kaoru, the moment he looked at where Anzu's attention went to, he paled when his gaze fell on to your shy figure. Out of instinct, probably a habit of yours, you hid behind Izumi's back.

Checking to see if he's still looking in your direction, you peeked from Izumi's back to see if Kaoru is still looking at you. Just as you saw that he's still looking at you, shocked because a person from the past, his fellow alumnus from his previous Alma Mater is right here in the same place he is in, you quickly hid behind Izumi and became more timid than you always were.

For the first time in Izumi's life ever since the day of the collaboration project, you came closer to him of all people. He knows that if you chose to hide behind someone, it's always someone you're close with but him seeing you like this made his heart squeeze and internally screamed at how cute you looked. But he could imagine Makoto as you in this situation but it went worse when he looked behind him, seeing you hide behind his back like a cornered mouse.

From the distance, at one of the passages to the lobby of the aquarium, three pairs of eyes were taken aback that their jaw dropped, also aghast at the sight before them.

Tsukasa's words remained stuck at the tip of his tongue and he gulped. "Whoa, did Ms. (Name) just...?" He hid his mouth behind his hand, stunned at the sight.

Ritsu, who is wide awake after his momentary nap and is more awake when he sees you hid behind Izumi. "W-Wow..." He couldn't help but to be speechless as his eyes widened in surprise and snicker. 

"Well, it seems like we don't need to give Izumi a good push after this." Arashi on the other hand, recovered herself from shock and sipped the smoothie she bought at her date with Mika at Pretty 5's circle activity and recorded the whole scene with her phone. 

"Where is Tsukippi when we need him? He really needs to see this..." Ritsu sighed. Meanwhile, the composer in question is absent due to his fountain of inspiration overflowing and he has to remain stuck inside his dorm room.

The garnet haired knight sighed, "We have no other choice but to have his status as M.I.A. because his INSPIRATIONS is actually overflowing out of him, thanks to Ms. (Name) and Senior Sena..." He then facepalmed and looked back at OCEANS, who stood there, also surprised.

"Senacchi," Kaoru called the silver-haired knight's attention and continued after the long pause. "She's Knights' photographer?"

"And also Izumi's future girlfriend." Arashi continued Izumi's words under her breath and snickered.

Izumi nodded in response and answered, "And she's here to take pictures of every Knights member in their circle meetings, which is her current task this week." The others in OCEANS nodded at his answer and looked at you, who is clinging behind Izumi with your hands on his coat.

"You know, Senior Sena, you two seem like you're dating." Adonis couldn't help but to point out a certain thing between you and Izumi.

You leaned closer to him to hide your blush and your grip on his coat tightened. Izumi's face is dusted with pink on his cheeks that he huffed out and rolled his eyes in response. "Now, all of you, aren't we too late on the schedule? Let's just go." He said and he turned around to face you and held your shoulders and gently pushed you as you both walked away from them, avoiding further comments to be given to you and Izumi.

"Okay, it seems like Senpai didn't score a (Name) point today and Izumi is winning." Arashi commented and sipped her smoothie, near empty. She smirked and said, "Looks like it's an aquarium date but there's multiple potential third wheels."

"Nah, make it a fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh." Ritsu then grinned as he laid his eyes on Kanata, Adonis, Souma, Kaoru, and Anzu, who came along with you for the project. Ritsu then grimaced as he laid his eyes on Anzu. "Can't she just stay away for a moment? I need to see Izumi and (Name) together."

Arashi chuckled and answered, "Probably later. Let's just wait until they reach the souvenir shop. It'll be cute. I'm pretty sure of it."

The day with OCEANS went smoothly as expected. You took a few shots of Izumi talking to circle members while the rest of them are all solo pictures of him. Every time your lens faced Izumi, you felt a gaze behind you that you became paranoid, making you frozen in place.

But, during all of that, you couldn't help but to admire how beautiful the aquarium is. Though it's one of the well-known entertainment spots, it felt like the water healed you while admiring the fishes and other sea creatures swimming in the blue waters. The ocean world is still full of mysteries but seeing it in person makes your heart at ease.

Before everything else, Anzu gave you a brochure about the contents of the whole aquarium, including a map. You fish out the old brochure you have with you since last year and check every detail on the map. You were not surprised that things have changed in the area so you accepted the new brochure and kept the old one in your bag. The more time passes by, the more things change all around you so it's not a surprise.

You visited this aquarium often back in the good old days as a Yumenosaki student and you haven't realized what made you feel attached to this place ever since the day you took a step inside the building for the very first time in your life. Your frequent visits once started at that one quiet summer, sometime around after Tanabata Festival.

"Come on! It'll be fun, I promise!" A person from the idol course tried to convince you to come to AOUMI Aquarium with him. You raised your brow and asked him, "Why are you so persistent on taking me there to the aquarium, Hakaze?"

"I don't know anyone else who to invite with. Kanata gave me these tickets to the aquarium and there's two of these so I can't just waste it because of his kindness." He answered, then he begged you as he folded his hands and bowed his head. "So please, go to the aquarium with me tomorrow morning. Just for once. Does nine in the morning seem good? Nine-thirty? Ten o'clock?" You sighed after he begged you to go out with him.

You massaged your forehead and inhaled deeply and answered, "Fine... Meet me at the entrance at nine-thirty." 

Kaoru grinned in response and said, "Alright~ It's a date, then." You irked at the word "date" that you snapped and glared at him. "It is not a date, Hakaze."

The next day, you waited for Kaoru to show up while looking at your wristwatch. It's five minutes close to nine-thirty so you are pretty early from the agreed meeting time.

You grimaced when you thought about why you agreed to go out with Yumenosaki academy's infamous playboy. Somehow, you couldn't help but to let out a distressed sigh when he thought of coming to you and asked you to go out on a date with him.

'It's just a one-time date, self. It'll end once the sun sets...' You thought as you still waited for Kaoru. Speak of the devil, he's finally here, wearing casual clothes, fit for the autumn season. He wore a white cotton shirt and blue denim pants and black converse shoes. His name may translate into fresh breeze but the summer breeze blew his blonde, mullet hair gently, slowly waving from the wind.

"Did I make you wait, pretty?" Kaoru smiled as he looked at you. He looked at your outfit for the day, which is a white summer dress, paired with a blue denim tote bag. For your footwear, you wore brown slippers, fitting for the casual summer wear in the city.

You scoffed, "Isn't this the wrong time for an aquarium date in the summer, Hakaze?" You crossed your arms as you asked him. He chuckled and answered, "It's the right time for the date, (Name). There is a dolphin show at the grand pool at the outdoor area of the aquarium later. Of course, we have to stay close to each other so that you won't get lost in the area."

You narrowed your eyes at him and glared. Surely you know that he'll be sticking closer to you and wrap an arm on your shoulder or on your waist. You hissed, "I am not letting you lay a finger on me, Hakaze."

"Wow, that's some scary glare you got." He chuckled but you could see that he began to pale at the sight before him. Much deserved for the person who forced you to go on a date with him.

You rolled your eyes and turned away. "See you in never, Hakaze," And entered the aquarium as you waved your hand, holding your ticket and leaving him behind. You went to the front desk and gave your ticket in exchange for a brochure, containing a map and the contents of the aquarium's area. You let out a distressed sigh as you wandered around the aquarium alone, without Kaoru with you.

Distracting yourself from the memory, you shifted your gaze to look at the circle members but it only stayed at Izumi as his figure alone caught your attention. You couldn't help but to raise your camera to your head and face the lens on Izumi and click the shutter. You always take quick shots and this shot made your heart skip multiple beats.

The deep blue waters emitted from the aquariums' lights made his hair shine from the light, making stand out from your perspective. His icy blue eyes matched the color of the water, making you compare the hues of his irises to the waters of the blue sea. You shifted your gaze back to the actual scene in your point of view and back to the picture on your camera. 

Somehow, it made you think you fell for him more but you shook your head when you focused on the task at hand. You know that he is beautiful in all angles and it makes you have a full-hearted crush on him but you always roll your eyes whenever you ignore it and shrug it off.

Stage one: Denial. Welcome to the denial stage, dearie. Congratulations on denying your crush on Izumi Sena. You have two options: Pine over him or open out your feelings to him. Pick your poison. The effects will be less lethal when consumed but the consequences will be dangerous.

"Are you done admiring?" Izumi asked you and he smirked. "I know I'm beautiful but don't stand there idly. Let's continue to go around." Izumi walked off and you followed behind him, sighing because he somehow read your mind. You hoped that he didn't read your expression about your tiny crush towards him that grew overtime.

Meanwhile, back at Starmony Dorm, Leo continued to compose a song about the cold knight and the shy princess. While composing, he pouted like a child and scoffed, "I felt jealous... I hope (Name) will trip if she's too clingy at Sena..."

You let out a small sneeze, almost like a kitten sneeze. Your sneeze caught someone's attention and he turned his head to face you. He noticed that you didn't wear your coat. It was left behind when Ritsu clinged on you like a cat that you had no other choice but to strip it off of you when you escaped from his clingy embrace.

The idol in question wore your coat and let out a smug smirk. "Sorry not sorry (Name)..."

"Are you cold?" Izumi asked you and you shook your head. It's rare for you to sneeze when you're healthy like a plant, getting enough water and sunlight. "I'm not. Let's keep walking." You sniffed and rubbed your nose and walked ahead.

A hand on your shoulder stopped you from walking when you froze. You turn around to see who stopped you but it's just Izumi, who took off his coat that hung on his shoulders and placed it on yours, making you wear it, partially. A blush dusted your cheeks and for the umpteenth time, you thanked your mask for covering the lower half of your face.

"When it's too cold for you, don't force yourself and tolerate it. You'll get sick if you do so." Izumi said as he patted your shoulders after he adjusted his coat on you. "You don't want to get sick while working, don't you?"

His cold gaze became warm but his face remained serious. In terms of proximity, he is nearly close but far enough to give you space. If you could recall your first "date" with Kaoru, this is way too different. You are frozen, not because of this side of him being all warm in presence and gaze alone but because your idol crush, Izumi Sena, nagged at you like a worried mother while being affectionate to you in the most comforting way possible.

His gentle touch on your shoulders made you feel warm and fuzzy all over while covering your body with his coat and adjusting it for you, keeping you warm from the cold temperature from the air conditioning in the building. Somehow, his coat did make you feel more warmer the more your blush grew from an innocent pink to a flustered red.

You remembered how his actions contrasts to his snarky, cold, and intimidating behavior which is actually gentle, warm, and protective. His soft touch, his firm yet gentle hold, his protective embrace contrasts to his cold gaze and intimidating aura. You felt like a cat, wanting more of that warmth as you craved for it. You realize your thoughts that you shook it off and shy away.

You're so shy to face him that you quickly turn away from Izumi to hide your blush, that was creeping up to your face all the way to your ear. Steam probably began to come out of your ears when you felt it hot from the blush. You held your fist close to your chest to calm your palpitating heart, that is beating fast and loud.

"L-Let's just go. We don't want to keep them hanging around in the same place..." You briskly walked away after you said that to Izumi. Honestly, you wanted to bury yourself alive for being too shy towards him right now. Since you're acting all flustered towards him, the urge to bury yourself increases.

A small, shaky sigh exited past your lips as you walked past the other OCEANS circle members. Question marks popped out of their head in confusion while Kaoru's jaw dropped open. To him, it seems like Izumi is getting maidens while the blonde remains maidenless until the day he dies. At this point, Kaoru already knew that your heart was stolen by Izumi at first glance.

Izumi on the other hand, is stunned when you suddenly walk away all flustered. There is probably something he never knew about you ever since you first met him at the seaside back then.

It is obvious that Izumi couldn't hold his feelings longer, now that his long time abandoned feelings towards you now resurfaced, making it obvious towards Arashi, who has known him since childhood. As dense as an oil in an heterogeneous demonstration experiment, you never realized any of these small changes of Izumi's behavior and actions towards you from the others. You, on the other hand, never noticed it. You wondered if it's just the same Izumi you once remembered in the past and let it slide.

Arashi's grin widened while she hid behind the pillar. "My, my, seems like Izumi is close to realizing Princess' feelings towards him," She snickered and covered her lips to hide her grin while letting out a dark, mischievous aura that seeped out of her. "This'll be fun if he knew about this. I wonder how he'd react if he did know about it."

"But you know that it'll affect their career if Izumi knew, remember?" Tsukasa pointed out a fact about something that'll result in a taboo known in the entertainment industry. Ritsu yawned and answered, "But Secchan will reject her feelings in the end, of course."

Tsukasa couldn't help but to facepalm and quietly groan out, "You know, that will affect our progress in this COLLABORATION once it happens, remember? Let's just... leave them alone. If one of them begins to pine for the other, then let's just tolerate them by listening to their confessions out while hearing their lovesick sighs."

Arashi and Ritsu nodded at Tsukasa's suggestion and grinned as they faced each other. Both are looking forward to yours and Izumi's pining.

Back to the OCEANS circle members (plus you and Anzu). The group passed through the jellyfish section, where various jellyfishes float in the water like small clouds as they formed as clusters. Since the room is slightly dim, they began to glow.

"Jellyfishes who live near the daylight zone and at the twilight zone are bioluminescent. Examples of these bioluminescent jellyfish are the Moon Jellyfish. Some species of moon jellyfish are capable of bioluminescence, producing light through a chemical reaction in their bodies. This light is used for a variety of purposes, including attracting mates, deterring predators, and attracting prey." You read the fact about the jellyfishes in the brochure and your eyes sparkled. 

You shifted your gaze to the view of moon jellyfish swimming under the water, with the glass revealing the whole display. 'What a new discovery...!' You brought out your camera and made sure the flash was off. You pressed the shutter and took a picture of the beautiful sight in front of you.

You live your whole life by the land and at the city that you always went to the seaside to admire the blue crystallized waters, changing colors as the sun rises and falls to the horizon. You always love the sea but it pains you that you could only stay on land. 

You wished that when you can live for yourself, you'll live by the sea, admiring the sea breeze, carrying the sea's salty scent, brush your feet by the brushing waves, listening to it crashing and susurrates to the sea and back to the land. It is your greatest dream and you will make it come true with your own hands to the most of your abilities.

But at the same time, the waves scared you that you feared going to the water. The ocean is vast and wide, also deep. You feared that you'd drown once the waves washed you away from the shore. 

You always dreamed of yourself, under the surface, sinking down to the depths, desperate to call but the waters muffled your cries. Fear washed over you as you flail your arms and legs under the water, desperate to see the sky that was shown above the surface. 

The you in your dream suffered from the cold water, making you suffocate from the water entering your system and from hypothermia. Your eyes are dull and skin paler than a paper. You lost your life as you sank deeper into the deep, dark depths of the ocean.

Then, the deep, blue waters in your dreams made you remember his eyes. The more you gaze deeply, the more you sink deeper. You were scared to look at him or face him. And yet, those arms that held you and embraced you made you feel like he dragged you out of your despair under the waters' surface. You were saved, by him and him alone.But those arms that hold you close to an embrace, the hands that gently touched you, treated you like a princess or a friend made you think otherwise. Those hands of his reached you from the depths and pulled you back to the surface, saving you from the suffering you've lasted.

"A-Anzu," You turned your head and called the producer. "Can you hold my camera for me?"

"Of course." She replied. You gave your camera to her. You placed it on her hands and put the strap around her neck, letting it hang loose. You smiled and thanked her, "Thank you, Anzu." You return to the tank where the jellyfishes are and admire them. 

The sea is indeed full of wonders that you couldn't help but be amazed by the sight. You gently placed your hand on the glass tank as your eyes glinted in amazement and your mouth slightly agape. You took off your mask from your face and continued to admire the beauty of the sea jellies floating under the water. A soft smile forms on your lips as you exhale out, breathless at the sight.

Unknown to you, a click coming out of the camera was heard as you were in a trance, your mind in a fleeting reverie was broken when the click was heard. You blinked your eyes, sending you back to reality. You slowly turn your head to see Izumi with a camera on hand, the lens facing you as the camera hides his face. You could see the smile on his lips when he lowered the camera down to see you, now looking at him.

"I can finally see why you look more beautiful with a smile on your face, (Name)," He complimented you with a soft smile on his face. His cold gaze was no longer there. His gaze radiating with gentle warmth, matching his sincere smile.

You do know all too well that once your gaze is locked with his, the time stops. And for the first time, your heart palpitated at his smile alone. His compliments made your heart flutter. "What's making you shy away from that smile of yours when you tend to avoid one's gaze or hide behind the mask?"

"I love seeing you smile. So please, will you smile more often... for me?"

A blush grew on your cheeks as he complimented your smile and asked you to smile more often for him. You turn your head and shyly look away, while hiding your stutters inside your throat as you cover your mouth with your hand. For the first time in your life, you heard those words that are full of genuinity and kindness, not the ones you often heard in photoshoots when you're being taken a photo of.

And for the first time, Izumi is the first person to tell you those words out of pure kindness.

"Th-Thank you, Mr. Sena..."

After the whole photoshoot tour around the aquarium's indoor area, the group arrived at the souvenir shop, the last and final destination before ending the day. Kaoru felt so tired that he sat on the bench near the souvenir shop with Souma comforting him and Adonis gave the brunette a bottle of water to drink.

"It seems like Rei's stamina loss rubbed off on me..." Kaoru sighed, earning a sneeze from the self-proclaimed vampire in RhythLin office, concerning his glasses-clad companion.

Your eyes widen at the sight of the merchandise lined up on the shelves from the outside of the souvenir shop. Your eyes sparkled at the sight, almost beating the sparkling lives of Trickstar. You shake your head to remove the temptation and look around to see Izumi is nearby and see if he's still holding your camera. You paled when you didn't see him around and nearly panicked.

A tap was felt on your shoulder that you jolted. You immediately turn to face who tapped your shoulder and it's just Izumi, holding your camera in his hand.

"Something wrong?" He asked and your hand shakily pointed at the camera on his hand.

"Ah, right. Apologies," He placed it on your hands, ready to hold your camera and hang the strap on your neck. You thanked him and immediately zoomed away to take pictures quickly since Izumi is near his fellow companions in the circle, starting from the circle members resting by the bench to taking solo shots of them.

After taking pictures for a moment, you saw Izumi entering the souvenir shop. You tilted your head in confusion and discreetly trailed behind him.

Anzu caught a glimpse of you entering the souvenir shop and went to the entrance to check on you and see what you were doing. Just as she peeked from, her eyes stared and widened in surprise. The producer couldn't help but to blink at the sight and shook it off when Kanata leaned behind Anzu and peeked on what caught the producer's attention at the souvenir shop. A smile formed on his lips and watched at the sight before them.

At the plushies section, you secretly took a picture of Izumi looking at the plushies that took the form of marine creatures, mostly on cephalopods and marine mammals, especially dolphins and whales. While you're taking a picture of him, she couldn't help but to wonder what made Izumi so deep in thought while looking at the plushies he had on hand.

Izumi wandered by the shelves where the plushies are and pondered, 'I wonder what does (Name) like...?' He thought as he looked at the dolphin plush sitting on the shelf. He took it and held it in his hand and reminded him of something, 'Kao once mentioned that she went to the dolphin show here last year at summer constantly that time...'

'Wait. Why am I thinking of (Name)'s interest in sea creatures?! This is not you, Izumi!' He shook his head and looked back at the plush on his hand. 'Somehow, dolphins remind me of her back then... Playful, talented, obedient, and eye-catching. Right now...'

Izumi returned the dolphin plush to the shelf and glanced at the octopi plushies beside the whale plushies. He let out a small smile and whispered, "She's pretty and shy and aloof."

Somehow, while taking a picture and observing him quietly, you began thinking of giving him something, like a keychain or a phone charm but you know that he is not interested in such items. Until your mind thought of giving a plush that reminded you of him but you honestly don't know what kind or shape or form you would give to him as a gift or a mark of gratitude.

'Is a jellyfish plushie a good gift for him?' You thought as you subconsciously went to the other side of the plushie shelves' marine sea jellies section, opposite to where Izumi is. 'What about a whale...?'

You shook your head and moved on to the next plush near you. "What is shiny and silvery like...?" You muttered under your breath until you saw a gray dolphin plushie, with a pearl on its snout, showing like it's playing it. 

'I think I found one...' You thought as you picked up the dolphin plush and hugged it and nuzzled your face on the soft plush. You let out a joyful hum when you feel how soft the plush is on your arms. It's so soft like a marshmallow or a fluffy pillow. A contented sigh leaves your system as you indulge yourself with the plush toy in your arms.

You felt someone looking at you and you turned your head where it came from. Your cheeks were dusted with a shy blush as you saw Izumi holding a phone on one hand while the other holding an octopus plush with the color coincidentally matching his eyes that is blue.

A blush crept up to your cheeks as you hid your face behind the plush. Flustered, you shy away and stutter out, "Y-You didn't see anything...!" You then turn away, avoiding his gaze. He replied, "I don't. Really." You prayed to Mother Earth to take you alive and become one with the soil.

Unknown to you, he took a picture of you with his phone. He couldn't help but to take a picture of you when you're hugging that plush. It's cute, he thought. He put his phone back in his pocket and followed you to the counter to purchase the octopus plush he had on hand.

'I felt like I wanted to perish...' You thought as you scurried away and went to the counter to pay for the plush. You placed the plush on the counter and purchased it just as you gave your money to the cashier on the exact price of the plush. You took the paper bag on the counter and exited the souvenir shop.

You walked your way towards Anzu's side and let out an anxious, shaky sigh. Your sigh startled the producer and asked you, "Are you alright? You seem to be in distress."

"I am not a damsel in distress..." You retorted and sighed out, "I'm just... in a rush..."

The producer saw how you have blue, red, and white on your face that it concerns her. If you're wearing your face mask, then she could only see blue and red. She shrugged it off and nodded as she hummed in confusion to your strange behavior.

She looked behind you and saw Izumi walking out of the shop with a paper bag in hand, carrying from the handle. Seeing that the time of the circle meeting is coming to a close, she asked out, "It seems like we're done for the day. Is there anything else you wanted to do before leaving the aquarium?"

You looked at Kaoru who nervously looked away from Anzu and shook her head, Souma holding a small turtle plush on hand, also shaking his head, Adonis holding a bottle of water for himself since he gave the rest of the bottles of water to the others and answered no, and Kanata shook his head and answered, "It seems like there is 'nothing' else we could do here since we're all done going 'around' inside the aquarium." Everyone nodded at Kanata's reply and all left the aquarium to return to Ensemble Square.

The moment everyone exited the aquarium's doors, they were greeted by the twilight sky. They all didn't realize that it's finally dark outside that they spent too much time together in the aquarium's indoor grounds. Everyone then chatted about their day and what happened the day before as various reactions were done by each person.

"Anzu, do you remember that time when Senior Hakaze—"

"Adonis, let's not talk about me right now..."

"Well I remember when Kao—"

"Senacchi, don't."

As you listened to their conversation, you couldn't help but to smile. Seeing that Izumi made friends with someone other than Knights and Makoto. You could remember that he always clinged on Makoto often and never forget the fact that Izumi kidnapped Makoto once on the day of DDD, making the whole unit disqualified in the event.

Shaking that aside, you can see that he changed from his personality but his cold demeanor became warm the longer he spent time with Knights. That thought alone made your smile widen and made you remember that you forgot to put your face mask on. You put your face mask out from your pants' pocket and wear it on your face.

Distracting yourself from your thoughts, your gaze shifted to the city lights as you walked on the path. The night life in the city is so bright, just like the lives that were often held at Ensemble Square. You couldn't help but to let out a quiet smile curved on your lips.

Your momental trance lasted short when an arm pulled you and dragged you beside him. "Don't get too close to the side street. You'll get hurt." You then realized that Izumi pulled you to the opposite side away from the street and close to him. His arm wrapped around your shoulder and held you protectively.

You were flushed due to the proximity between you and Izumi that your breath became visible as you breathe. You two kept walking, close to each other while Izumi kept you warm from the spring's cold weather. "I-Izumi, aren't you too close?" You stuttered and he turned his head to look at you. He warmly smiled, "So you finally said my name. I've been waiting for you to call me that."

"I— I mean..." Your voice faltered as you kept locked gazes with him. Izumi's arm on your shoulder is firm, firm enough for you to back away from him. And yet, you didn't. "You mean, what?" He let out a small smirk and you looked away.

"L-Let's just go..." You walk ahead, releasing yourself from his hold and he follows you behind. He put his free hand in his pocket while his other hand held his paper bag and smiled as he saw you walking ahead from everyone. You hugged your paper bag close to you and pressed the lower half of your face as you hid your pout behind it.

Kaoru gritted his teeth and shed tears as he clenched his fist, feeling proud for his best friend for making a move on the girl he met after a long time. Kanata can only think of two seahorses in love when he sees you two close to each other. Souma's eyes glinted in astonishment when Izumi pulled you closer to him, as if he's protecting you from harm. Adonis and Anzu only smiled.

You began to summarize the events that occurred today from the Ensemble Square to the aquarium and back. Firstly, you thought about what happened to Ensemble Square, starting from the part where he escorted you from the lobby all the way to the 7th floor of ES building and saved you from your lightweight fall when the elevator stopped. Next, he gave a pat on your head and his aura became warm, warm enough for you to feel as he put aside his cold demeanor towards you. 

For the events that occurred between the two of you at the aquarium, it started when he offered you his coat against your will but he did that to keep you warm. Next, he took a picture of you when you smiled at the moon jellyfishes at the jellyfish exhibit. And lastly, he acted like the gentleman he is by pulling you away from getting close to the street. What's next? Walking you back to your home? You wouldn't know.

Too flustered and shy to let anyone close to you, you briskly walked away from the group. Seeing that you walked fast and a few steps away from everyone, Izumi followed you as he walked behind you including Anzu, making sure you won't fall or break anything on you.

"(Name), wait for us!"

"(Name), don't run off like that! You'll hurt yourself!"

The other three members of Knights gave up on spying on you and Izumi when all of you rested near the souvenir shop. All of them returned to Starmony Dorm and called the composer to form a meeting with him at the common room.

Serious in the face, they all formed a conclusion as they looked at each other, each holding a whiteboard in their hands.

Tsukasa looked at his seniors holding a small whiteboard in hand and uttered, "Everyone ready?" The rest of them nodded as they held their own whiteboards.

"Now!" At his signal, they all flipped their own whiteboards to reveal their answers.

"Let's watch over the two while their relationship progresses."

"More inspiration to write."

"New tea to spill to FLAVOR."

"Leave them alone."

At this point, one of them gave up as they let out an exasperated sigh.

W/N:

Bro is too gorgeous that I use Taylor Swift's gorgeous in every fic possible... (Including my Valentine's Day Hiiro fic). Might as well as use Enchanted next time... *sigh*

Taglist: @thelocal-idiot​

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˚ʚ Traitor AU Naesaki ! ɞ˚

He/Him for Chihiro

Mod's note: So sorry for not posting I ran out of ideas ;A;

♡ Mastermind! Makoto ♡

He always liked Chihiro, but Junko didn't let him keep Chihiro out of this so he planned a way to get rid of her and keep Chihiro alive until he could remove Chihiro from the game.

He would constantly be around Chihiro in a non-stalking way, talk to him a lot and sometimes flirt with Chihiro in a subtle way, he would try to be in a relationship with him or at least be his friend.

When Junko guard is down, he would then kill her by using a taser multiple times on her at high voltage. Then he went to Chihiro's room while he was sleeping, and when Chihiro wakes up he tells him the whole truth (except the whole world is destroyed thing).

Then, he would make Chihiro choose between saving himself or being stuck there but the rest get free. Chihiro chooses the last and Makoto smiles at him, telling him "that selfless nature was the one that made me fall in love with you" and he knew what he was going to ask him, he just wanted to see his reaction. He would then explain the state the world is in and then tell him that he would stop the killing game immediately, just for him.

"If I fix this whole thing, would you forgive me? Would you give me one more chance?" Makoto asked Chihiro after a moment of silence. When Chihiro asked to what he was referring to, he answered that if he fixed the world and made things go back to normal, would Chihiro forgive him for helping with the killing game and give him a chance to continuing being his friend/boyfriend.

♡ Mastermind! Chihiro ♡

The reason he is helping Junko is that Junko manipulated him, lying to him that the whole class killed his parents. When he fell in love with Makoto he had mixed feelings of him and was complicated, until he realized that Makoto couldn't killed his parents, then he confronted Junko about that and she then attack him with a knife. Makoto followed Chihiro because he sensed something was strange and when he notice Junko attacking Chihiro, he defended Chihiro and tries to save him, when Junko was about to stab Makoto, Chihiro hit her with a blunt object, killing her by a concussion.

Makoto ask to Chihiro what just happened, why was Junko alive (not anymore tho) and what did he meant by she lied to him, then Chihiro starts sobbings and explains what just happened: That Junko lied to him about his parents being murdered by the class and since he wanted revenge he helped with the killing game, but after knowing Makoto he realized that Junko was just manipulating him so he confronted her about it and that's what Makoto saw.

"I'm so sorry Makoto! I was just blinded with anger and I j-just wanted to- *sniff sniff* get revenge and! a-and!" then Makoto would just hug him and tell him everything is okay, that he was deceived and didn't blame him, and that he forgives him. Chihiro would hug Makoto back and while crying softly on his shoulder, then Chihiro says "Your caring nature made me realized the truth, it was all thanks to you Makoto. No wonder I fell in love with you..." Then he promised to Makoto to help him restore the world, kissing him on the cheek as a thanks for forgiving him. He would stop the killing game and let the others free, making sure they end in a safe place.

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WARNINGS: Gojo Satoru x Female OC, fluff, cuteness, comfort, communication, established relationship, marriage, husband+wife, migraines, gets a little spicy at the end.

SUMMARY: Satoru's wife comes to his aid, once again. Or alternatively: How Satoru came about the blindfold and seemingly indestructible black shirt (you know the one).😉

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Prequel: Gojo Takes a Wife (also on AO3)

It had been a rather frigid Sunday morning as Hannah waved goodbye to Kiyotaka, returning her home from 9:30 Mass. She took off her boots, wet with snow, and hung her coat and red scarf on the wall. She couldn’t wait to spend the afternoon relaxing, nose deep in a book with a fresh cup of chamomile tea. And with her husband. Satoru had been away on a week-long mission and had come home late last night. She had missed him terribly, but any chance of cozying with him by the fire went up in smoke the second her eyes caught a very distraught looking Makoto standing by the entrance. The housekeeper's face was almost grave stricken. Hannah felt her stomach tighten with unease. She knew that face.

“Don’t tell me it’s another one.”

The housekeeper bowed her head. “I’m afraid so, ma’am.”

“Where is he?”

“In his room. He refuses food or drink and I’m starting to worry.”

Hannah dropped her purse and dashed for her husband’s bedroom, which they both shared. Upon making it down the hallway, she saw how his bedroom door was cracked just a tad, so the protective charm couldn’t deny anyone entry. Hannah quickly, but very quietly, opened the sliding door. There, she spotted her husband lying on the bed, shirtless like he hadn’t awoken, pillows stacked on top of his head to try and block out any excess light or noise. The room was very dark, but sunlight still managed to fester through.

Hearing someone approach, Satoru lifted a pillow to see a figure that could be his wife, but everything was shifting so madly in and out of focus, it was hard to be sure. His stomach roiled from the movement and he felt as though he might be sick again, having already vomited in the bowl next to his bed. Still, he reached out for her, groaning.

Seeing her husband in such a vulnerable state made Hannah’s heart ache.

“My poor darling,” she said and rushed to his side, wasting little time hoisting her dress over her shoulders and unclasping her bra to join him in the bed. As per usual, Satoru waited for his wife to pull the covers back and get herself comfy before rolling on top of her, nuzzling his face into her bosom. The skin to skin contact was more for relief than sexual pleasure. Her scent always brought about a calming effect, helping him with the overarching pain, which felt as though harpoons were being lanced into his skull, sinking their way further inside and not letting go like hooks. Cradling his head, Hannah ran a gentle hand through his snow white hair, kissing his forehead, and pulled the covers back over him to block out the sunlight.

“Hannah,” Satoru weakly croaked.

“Shh,” she hushed, rubbing his muscled back and shoulders. At least his nose wasn’t bleeding like last time. Her fingers gently worked their way up the base of his skull. “Close your eyes now, love, and go back to sleep.”

Makoto arrived not long afterwards with a pitcher of water, along with a drinking glass, a clean bowl, and a wet washcloth. The fact her mistress was half naked didn’t deter her. The bed covers and Satoru’s head protected his wife’s modesty, not that she hadn’t seen it before. She understood.

“Does he have any meetings scheduled today?” she heard her mistress whisper.

“One,” Makoto answered. “A mission debrief meant for yesterday.”

Hannah sighed. Leave it to the higher-ups not to give her husband the Sunday off. “Cancel it, please. Tell them I was the reason why.”

Makoto cocked her head. “Wouldn’t it be better to say he is indisposed?”

Hannah turned sadly towards her housekeeper. “They mustn’t know, Makoto. If we say he is indisposed they’ll start asking questions. Have them blame me for the disruption. Lord knows they do enough already.

Few people were aware the Six Eyes wielder succumbed to life debilitating migraines. The Six Eyes was an ocular cursed technique which allowed the benefactor to see targets from great distances, differentiate between other cursed energies, and examine things from a molecular and cellular level. He could even see through solid objects. However, continually keeping both reversed curse technique and Infinity activated had its drawbacks. If he wasn’t given sufficient time to rest and recharge, Satoru’s eyes, brain, and stomach would be thrown out of sync, causing mind-splitting headaches and nausea. The aid of specialty sunglasses and bandages often kept the migraines at bay, but they’d gotten significantly worse, five episodes in the past two months alone (especially with what happened that past Christmas Eve). Hannah feared that if word got out that her husband had developed a neurological disease, it would somehow be used against him. She was willing to take the fall. The narrative that the Strongest had no weaknesses or vulnerabilities had to be maintained at all costs.

“Exactly what should I tell them?” Makoto asked.

“Tell them he has decided on a whim to take his wife out to the countryside and will not be back till Tuesday. That should give him enough time to rest. Cancel all meetings, mission debriefs, and classes he has planned as well. I don’t want him going anywhere until this awful migraine subsides.”

Satoru winced and groaned. Hannah planted another kiss on his head as Makoto took the bowl with his vomit.

“I’ve brought a clean one for him and some water,” she said.

“Yes, I see that. Thank you.”

“Do you need anything, ma’am?

Hannah smiled at the devoted housekeeper. The two of them would do anything for this one man. “No, Makoto-san,” she said, stroking Satoru’s temple dotingly as he slept. “I’m fine.”

“Very well. I’ll come back in an hour with more Bufferin. He’s already taken 600 mg.”

Hannah thanked the housekeeper for her heroic efforts and was soon left alone with her husband sleeping in her arms. She lovingly brushed his cheek with her fingers. He had such a childlike sweetness to him when asleep. Lately the stress of being the world's strongest sorcerer had started to show, though her husband hid it well. That happy-go-lucky, devil-may-care front he put on fooled most people, even his close friends. Hannah couldn’t help but worry. It was only a matter of time till the next migraine hit, and then what would they do? There’s got to be a way, she pondered, trying to brainstorm a possible solution.

Hannah's eyes landed on his glasses folded on their nightstand next to the roll of medical bandages he used to cover his eyes. The bandages themselves were nothing special, however, all his glasses were made out of a custom plexiglass found primarily in luxury cars (bought from a fancy Italian manufacturer he liked). Although the shade Satoru wore would be highly illegal if installed on a motorized vehicle; It was far too opaque for the average person to see through. Her eyes then wandered to the closed book beside the bandages.

Then the idea struck like lightning.

Hannah’s phone was in her purse near the house entrance, but Satoru’s phone was within reach on the nightstand. Careful not to disturb her dozing husband, she picked it up and furiously tapped the passcode on the Lock Screen. She searched through his contacts. Found what she’d been looking for and began texting her message. Five minutes later, the deed was done.

She would have her answer by tomorrow.

“I had no idea: The world’s strongest ‘headache’ suffers from chronic migraines. Who would’ve thought?”

Kumari was in the middle of sharpening a dull santoku against a whetstone, striking the steel in a curved downwards motion, never up. She wore her everyday apron underneath a green blouse and blue jeans, her shiny raven hair roped in a single braid down her back. Hannah had always been secretly envious of the Indian woman’s hair. It was so lustrous and thick. She knew many women who would pay top dollar to have it fashioned into a wig, but that wasn’t why she’d come to see the weapons specialist in her shop.

“Except nothing seems to alleviate them,” Hannah sighed, after telling Kumari of her husband’s condition. “I don’t know what else to do, which is why I’d like your input on something.”

Kumari placed the sharpened santoku on the counter, tucking a loose strand of raven hair behind her ear. “Okay, lay it on me.”

Hannah opened the gold lock of her Kelly bag - Sellier 25 Brown Epsom - and pulled out her copy of Madame Camille’s Simple Guide to Enchanted Textiles. She laid it on the store countertop and flipped to page 89, turning it around for Kumari to read.

“What are your thoughts on black muga silk?”

The Indian woman blinked. “Black muga silk? You mean raw muga silk that’s been dyed?”

“No, this type of silk is different,” Hannah said, pointing to an illustration in the book. “It’s spun from the cocoon of an Assamese black witch moth. Instead of yellow or white, the silk comes out pitch black. Supposedly, when the threads are woven into a cloth and imbued with a person’s cursed energy, it can’t be torn or destroyed from other curse related attacks.”

Kumari’s brown eyes widened in realization. “Oooh, that muga silk. Yes, I know what you’re talking about now. You mostly hear it mentioned in ghost stories told to frighten young children.”

Hannah’s heart sank at this. “So it doesn’t exist?”

Kumari flipped a page in the book. “I didn’t say that.”

“Then it’s real?” Hannah corrected, brimming with newfound hope.

Kumari set the book aside and leaned over the countertop, chin in hand. Her dark brows narrowed. “Forgive me, Hannah, but I’m curious. If a person like yourself were to acquire such a rare and mystical black silk, what would you intend to use it for?”

Hannah rummaged through her Kelly again and whipped out a folded piece of paper. She handed it to Kumari who quickly unraveled it. The weapon specialist studied its contents, looking perplexed at all the measurements and amatueric drawings, eventually figuring out what it was.

“Ha,” she laughed. “Well, I’ll be. How cute.”

“I-I wouldn’t need much,” Hannah added, blushing at her friend’s opinion of her drawing. “A yard would be more than plenty. Do you think you’d help me locate some?

Kumari sighed and glanced at the paper with doubt. “I don’t know, Hannah. This isn’t your everyday, run-of-the-mill type fabric. Even on the black market, it’s hard to come by.”

Hannah clasped her friend’s hand. “Please, Kumari. I’m begging you. I’ll pay whatever you want.”

Kumari stared into her best friend’s desperate hazel eyes, mirroring the look of someone who would go to great lengths for the people she loved, knowing she would do the same if placed in her shoes. “Well, alright then,” she relented. “I’ll get in touch with my contact up in Assam and see what he can find. But I can’t make any promises, Hannah. Normal muga silk, in itself, is already a rarity.

“Oh, thank you, Kumari,” Hannah rejoiced, breaking into one of her infectious smiles. “It means the world to hear you say that.”

“We’ll see,” Kumari cautioned. “Oh, and tell that chutiya husband of yours I hope he feels better. I’ll keep the migraines a secret too, if you’d like.”

“Yes, we’d appreciate that very much.”

“Good. I’ll message you as soon as I learn anything.”

Hannah leapt over the countertop to crush the specialist in as big a hug her petite arms could muster. “Oh Kumari, there is a special place in Heaven with your name on it.”

The Indian woman laughed, setting her little English friend back on the ground. “When it comes to Satoru, I expect us all to have halos in the end.”

The two wives laughed and Hannah turned and waved goodbye to her dear friend, leaving Kumari’s shop with more hope in her heart than when she arrived.

All there was left for her to do was pray and wait.

“What’s this for again? Because I don’t remember you skipping my birthday.”

“Why don't you stop asking and find out?”

Satoru was sitting on the loveseat in the parlor where they ate most of their meals. He couldn’t understand why his wife was so adamant he open this gift. The box wasn’t very big. He could hold it in one hand. She had gone about wrapping it in striped red, blue, and purple paper, tied in a bow with purple ribbon. He began loosening the ribbon, but soon grew suspicious again.

“Seriously though, is this a prank? I swear I haven’t done anything. I’ve been good.”

His wife surrendered a great sigh. “Since when have I ever pulled a prank on you?” She methodically ran her fingers through his soft white hair, having buzzed the sides yesterday. “Please open it.”

Satoru let her continue petting him and untied the purple ribbon. Normally he’d use the Six Eyes to see through the box, but didn’t want to feign his surprise. He lifted the cover, although instead of showing surprise he showed mild confusion.

“You got me a…headband?”

“No, silly.” Hannah laughed at his honest mistake. “It’s a blindfold.”

“A blindfold?”

“Mmhm. So you don’t have to wear those fickle dressings around your eyes any more. This is more…state of the art, shall we say.”

Satoru held the blindfold up, examining it closely from side to side, flipping it over. “What’s it made out of? The fabric is kind of funky. I can’t figure — ”

“Never mind what it’s made of,” Hannah ushered. “Try it on.”

Satoru chuckled at his wife’s behest. “Goodness, my sweetheart is being really pushy today,” he teased, stretching the silky blindfold over his unruly white hair. “That’s strange. I have it your period doesn’t start till next week.”

It was just the two of them in the parlor. Hannah knew he didn’t mean it as a tasteless joke and was simply stating a fact. He really did know her menstrual cycle. He knew it backwards, forwards, upside down, and sideways; When she was ovulating and when she wasn’t; The days she was most fertile (clear slippery v. thick and dry); The exact date her period was predicted to start and when it was expected to end. Husbands pick up on those sorts of things when going the extra mile to impregnate their wives. Satoru had her reproduction system down to an exact science. Her period was predicted to start next week, like he said, but she didn’t care much about that at the moment. Her mind was elsewhere.

“God, please work,” she quietly prayed.

“What was that?” Satoru pulled the blindfold down his neck, pushing it back on his forehead. His gossamer-colored hair stuck straight up, adjusting the fabric over his eyes. “Hey, mind telling me why you’re acting so…so…” He took in his surroundings. “Woah.”

Hannah bit the insides of her cheeks with bated breath, waiting for him to finish his initial thought. “So…?”

Satory stood up from the loveseat and turned around the parlor, bewildered. Without glasses or bandages, looking at things with the Six Eyes at times was like staring directly into the sun, straining his vision, but suddenly the strain was gone. The blindfold wasn’t like wearing sunglasses, nor the bandages he’d been experimenting with. This was entirely different. It had him a tad spooked. “Okay, for real. What the hell is this shit made of?”

“Special muga silk from an Assamese black witch moth,” his wife blurted in one go.

“An Assamese what?”

Hannah explained her visit with Kumari three weeks prior. The weapons specialist’s contact in Assam pulled through a week later and had found a merchant willing to relinquish her 5½ yards of black muga silk for a small fortune. Kumari thought the merchant was gouging the price, but Hannah felt in no position to haggle. Her husband needed this silk. As an added value, the merchant was also willing to sell them black muga thread for sewing. Hannah purchased both and for the next three weeks got very busy. She just hoped Satoru wouldn’t be too upset with the amount missing from their checking account if he hadn’t noticed already.

“I made you a shirt too.”

Satoru stared blankly at her through the blindfold. “You made me a shirt.”

Hannah nodded with enthusiasm and walked out the parlor and down the hallway to quickly return holding what looked, by all means, to be a plain black tee shirt.

“Ta-dah!!”

Satoru quirked a snowy eyebrow (which no one could see) and took the hand-sewn garment from his wife. Like the blindfold, he gave it a once over, shaking out any possible wrinkles. Seemed harmless enough. Knowing it easier to beg forgiveness than seek permission, he started undoing the buttons of his dress shirt, flashing her his abs and taut muscles, and slipped the tee over his shoulders.

“What do you think?” his wife asked nervously.

He smoothed the funky fabric. “You said it was made of silk. Why does it stretch?”

“That’s your cursed energy at play. When the silk comes into contact with a person’s cursed energy, it alters the fabric’s properties. Depending on how strong you are, the silk should never rip, tear, burn, fade, or disintegrate. Stretches too.”

“So mine’s essentially indestructible,” Satoru assumed.

“Yup,” Hannah quipped. “That’s the idea. It’s the perfect shirt, all in one.”

“Hmph” Satoru rolled his shoulders, testing his mobility in the homemade shirt. “Neat.”

Hannah was very pleased that the blindfold and shirt were to his liking. She had worked so hard on them. He hadn’t stopped wearing the blindfold, though the shirt appeared to have shrunk somehow, molding to his body. It must be due to his cursed energy, she thought. Hannah could make out every contour of his broadly sculpted chest and strong arms, counting all six of his abs with ease. He was positively ravishing to look at. Something warm pooled in her stomach.

“Um, on second thought,” she added. “Maybe it’s a bit tight.”

“Nah, it fits fine.” But he paused upon noticing where his wife’s eyes were looking, and smirked. He flexed for her in a sexy pose. “I’m guessing it meets your approval?”

“S-Sure,” she swallowed, bringing a hand to cover her blushing cheek. “It looks…very dashing on you.”

Ooo, she shouldn’t have said that.

Her delivery wasn't subtle either. Dashing, eh?

Satoru saw the opportunity present itself like a third gift and bit his tongue. Her bashful expressions never stopped being so goddamn arousing, his shy little trollop, his muse. Oh, how he adored her with his entire soul. He was gonna nibble those rose petal lips if it was the last thing he did. Satoru felt his heart rate dance in delight, pumping blood away from other parts of his body to fill the limp juncture nestled between his legs, hardening. He loved how easy his wife was to tease. This next round was gonna be fun.

“Hmm, I don’t know, Princess,” he purred, slinking his way back to her like a prowling tomcat. “Judging by how ‘tight’ it is, I might need help taking it off.” He towered directly over her and seized her hips, maneuvering his large hands ever so slightly to covet the plump round cheeks hiding beneath her dress. He rumbled in her ear, voice matching the silky-ness of his shirt. “Your expertise in this department may be required.”

He squeezed.

“Really, Satoru?!” Hannah gasped, but did not pull away from his advances. “Here?” They hadn’t left the parlor and there was no door. Megumi and Makoto could walk in at any moment (which had happened far more often than naught). Satoru tugged the blindfold up to his forehead.

“Yes, here,” he growled with bedroom blue eyes, already roaming his hands up the folds of her skirt. “I need to thank you, and I can think of no greater way than having you right here, right now.” She had taken such good care of him, it was his time to return the favor.

These were truly thoughtful gifts after all.

Plus, she hadn’t lied. He did look awfully ravishing in the shirt. Hands groping her ass, he lowered himself on his knees and lifted her skirt to begin trailing hot, butterfly kisses up, up, up the sides of her leg, mouth slowly edging its way to her panties. The sweet smell of her arousal was overwhelming. He felt dizzy.

“N-No, darling, no,” he heard her whimper, trying to close her legs with his head in between. “That isn’t what I want.”

“Then what do you want, sweetheart?” He planted a kiss on her inner thigh and removed himself from under her dress. “Tell me.”

A wave of delight tingled all the way down his spine to his groin when he watched those pretty hazel eyes flank his front. “That,” she said, pointing.

Satoru followed her finger to where his now very defined erection was pushing against his pants.

He looked up at her. “How do you want it?”

The thirst in her eyes was insatiable now. Satoru swore his hard cock lurched (gimme, gimme) at the sight of her swallowing. “Couch,” she ordered.

Just like turning a switch, he relinquished all control.

Satoru scrambled his way back to the loveseat and assumed position, widening his hips for her.

Hannah giggled at his eagerness and got down on her knees. He couldn’t help but moan in great relief when that zipper came undone. She flipped over his soiled boxers enough for the hardened shaft to break through and fully stretch out. Ah, yes, much better. He shimmied in the loveseat, making himself comfortable as Hannah helped him ditch the pants and boxers all together, his johnson free as a jaybird.

He looked funny with the blindfold stuck to his forehead. Hannah giggled, wiping the drool off his face, and readjusted the silk. Wouldn’t want those beautiful blue eyes to miss all the action, now, would we? Meanwhile, his new shirt stayed on. It didn’t need to be removed for this activity.

Enjoying his reactions, the little wife artfully began undoing the top buttons of her dress…pop…pop…pop…knowing by the secretions oozing out his tip that her husband was very pleased to see her not wearing a bra. Her ample bosom came spilling out the sides like two mouth-watering fruits and Satoru wanted a taste, but Hannah reasserted dominance. “Ah, ah, ah,” she softly reprimanded, moving his hands away. “I get what I want first, remember?” She laughed and kissed his pouty lips. Once unbuttoned, she scooched in closer, and with her index, swiped a dollop of sticky secretion off the tender-most part of his penis, rubbing it between her fingers, testing its consistency. Her husband’s breath staggered, his whole body quivering from the lightest touch.

He was healthy as a horse.

“You ready, darling?” she finally said, widening his hips so she could sandwich herself in between.

“For you?” Satoru huffed, unable to take his eyes off her, bracing for impact. “Always.”

“Where would you like me to start?”

“Wherever you want, baby. You have the reins.”

She knew what that meant and immediately dove underneath him, stroking his length up and down with a goddess-like hand, while her tongue licked every square inch of his balls, gently sucking and nibbling. All Satoru could think about as his wife’s supplicant mouth made short work of him was, Yup, this is definitely my new favorite shirt.

He wanted to laugh, but couldn’t.

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Makoto headcannons

Makoto was usually deep in thought because he usually had to figure everything out but when he fell hard for his classmate he fell hard And it happened in the library he was climbing a ladder to get a book to help a case and he saw you coming in. He blushed hard and slipped causing you to stare in concern

After that the poor boy tried to always catch up with you but he either ran into someone literally and just getting pulled away because someone was suspicious of someone else

But eventually Kirigiri felt bad and took over for him thank god because he was so stressed he looked like he was gonna burst

He ran to your room banging like a kid who had two energy drinks you could almost assume it was a officer if you weren’t trapped in a school The moment you opened the door his hands jolted out with a box of candy nearly spooking you

The poor boy apologized like eight times and stuttered over every single letter that was pouring out of his mouth and eventually it was a word game “ uh makoto are you trying to ask me out? “

The boy nodded so much he was like a puppy “ p-p-please y/n i-i mean you can if you wish s-sorry “ he hung his head sheepishly all you could do was giggle and took his hand “ of course makoto I’d love too “.

You better believe the boy fainted there you thought you killed him Eventually you got him on your bed eventually he woke up dazed and confused as he met your worried gaze he laughed it off nervously “ i guess I got too excited for you to answer “ he rubbed his head sheepishly