#ryuseitai x reader

[seangelfish]

A/N: I was looking through the drafts of my old blog and found this perfectly written out fic, but it was never posted. So, here it is now! I want to write more Kanata fics since he's my first lover, so please keep a look out...! Anyway, enjoy!! ♡(>ᴗ•)

Dorm life

Kanata Shinkai x Reader ♡ Tags: Fluff, established relationship (with Kanata), romance, platonic relationships with Hiyori and Rinne, she/her pronouns ♡ Word count: 1,746 ♡ Synopsis: Kanata has invited you over for the first time! He’s really excited to have you around and so are his roommates. This is inspired by one of Hiyori’s idol stories: ‘How’s The Weather With All Three Together?’

“I’m home!” Hiyori called out, but no response was given.

He was confused as he was always greeted by someone when he came back from work.

“Is no one at home?” he questioned, reminding himself of his roommates’ announcements this morning. “No… there should be someone… Shall I try that again?”

Kanata looked up and finally said, “I can hear you, Mr. Sunshine~”

“Kanata?!” exclaimed Hiyori, startled. “Were you intentionally ignoring me?”

Kanata giggled, “Yes, I thought it would be ‘funny!’”

“I’d appreciate an immediate reply, you know!”

“Okay then, welcome back~”

Hiyori sighed, tossing his bag to the side. He wasn’t mad at Kanata or anything, in fact, his face was drawn with a smile. Kanata was so childlike and innocent, you just couldn’t help but smile along with him.

“Is that why (Y/N) likes you?” Hiyori muttered to himself, and thankfully, Kanata didn’t catch that.

Hiyori thought of you as one of your close friends, especially since you were so close with Eden due to your childhood friendship with Ibara. Hiyori always wanted the best for you. That’s why he was so curious about your relationship with Kanata the first time you mentioned him. Now that he’s roommates with him, Hiyori could finally see why you must like him so much.

Out of the blue, Rinne burst in with all laughs.

“I’m home!” he announced, smiling ear to ear.

Kanata smiled, “Welcome home~”

“Yes, welcome back,” beamed Hiyori. “Rinne-senpai, you seem really happy.”

“Yep, I did quite well today,” Rinne replied, and they both knew that he meant pachinko and not his idol activities. “I exchanged my winnings for a bunch of snacks. You guys can have some if you like.”

“Oh, then I’ll have a little bit of chocolate then,” said Hiyori.

“Hmm, no,” started Kanata. “But I’ll take the ‘dried sardine’ snacks since I’m full right now. Hehe, it’s free ‘calcium’.”

Suddenly, something caught his eye, and Kanata continued, “Ah, these are (Y/N)’s favourites! I’ll take these too then… She’ll be so happy~ Thank you, Mr. ‘Monarch.’”

Hiyori smiled at this and thought it was cute.

“Wow, so these are the snacks (Y/N) likes?” Rinne asked curiously. “Well, at least she has better taste than you, Kanacchi.”

Kanata pouted at this but decided to let it go anyway.

“Oh, yes…” Kanata began, looking at his two roommates. “I invited (Y/N) over. She’s supposed to be here by four.”

Kanata’s two roommates shot up from their positions in panic.

“What?!” cried Hiyori, eyeing the time which read half past three. “Why didn’t you tell us sooner? Rinne-senpai, go take a shower! Those types of places have that unruly smell that I do not like and (Y/N) probably doesn’t like it either! Kanata, clean up your mess too!”

“I’m on my way, Hiyori-chan!” said Rinne quickly, hurrying into the bathroom.

“Ah!” Kanata began.

“Kanata, what’s the matter?” Hiyori asked as he began to put away all their loose things, but Kanata didn’t need to answer as Rinne, who was in the shower, screamed:

“IT’S COLD AS BALLS!”

Kanata sighed, “I forgot that I was ‘bathing’ before the two of you came back…”

“So, you left the water temperature turned down again… Don’t I always tell you to turn it back up after you have a bath?” said Hiyori. “Also, could you sweep the floor?”

Kanata had picked up the dustpan and began sweeping the floor with a broom. “Again? That’s rude. It’s only the first time this week,” he replied.

“I just know (Y/N) tells you the same thing when you’re using her bathroom,” Hiyori retorted.

Kanata couldn’t help but chuckle at his friend’s statement because it was true. You would say that to him.

Rinne came back sneezing, clearly cold from his freezing shower.

“Man, I just went through hell,” he said with another sneeze.

“You certainly got back fast,” Hiyori acknowledged, “Can you please dust the place?”

“Aye, aye!”

Kanata was confused about why Hiyori was ordering them around. It’s not like Keito was doing a room inspection.

“Kanata, it’s because (Y/N)’s coming over,” Hiyori replied with Rinne agreeing. “You wouldn’t want her to see how messy our dorm is, do you?”

It wasn't that messy, but Kanata agreed anyway. “I guess you’re right. (Y/N) would appreciate that.”

So, the three of them continued to clean the place up until it was sparkling. The floors were spotless, beds were made and pillows fluffed, they even dusted the whole place so you could see your reflection in everything they owned.

Hiyori beamed proudly, “Phew! Well, that’s that!”

“Well done, everyone,” applauded Rinne before his eyes caught the weird object on his bed. “Woah, what the hell is this? Did some cryptic just take over my bed?”

Kanata laughed and corrected him, “It’s a ‘giant isopod’ from the AOUMI aquarium! You can use it as a pillow if you like. Hiyori didn’t like it, so I hope you can keep it.”

“Sure, I’ll take it,” said Rinne. “As a thanks, you can take as many of those snacks. But Kanacchi, shouldn’t you give these plushies to your girlfriend?”

“It’s okay~ I give her all of AOUMI’s new ‘releases’ before they’re even being sold!” Kanata answered happily. “She’ll always be the first person I will ever give ‘merch’ to!”

Hiyori was silent for a moment as he took Kanata’s words in. It just reminded him of the time you would talk about your boyfriend and how happy he made you feel. Hiyori couldn’t help but pinch his roommate’s cheek.

“Huh…? Mr. Sunshine, what was ‘that’ for?” Kanata asked, perplexed.

“Nothing,” Hiyori replied with a soft chuckle.

A knock was heard and Rinne, who was the closest one to the door, opened it. You appeared to them with a smile on your face.

Kanata’s whole demeanour brightened up even more as he ran over to you for a big hug. “(Y/N)!” he cheered, picking you up and twirling you around.

You couldn’t help but smile along with him. Your arms went around his neck as you laughed too. Hiyori and Rinne watched the two of you with a smile on each of their faces.

"Wow, your guys' dorm is pretty clean," you commented, observing the place.

You sat down on Kanata's bed, eyeing how cute his little space in the corner was. He had decorated the space with things that he liked, things that related to the ocean. You watched the small fish swim around the beautifully decorated tank that he had set up beside his bed, but you just couldn't help but eye the photos he had up above his bed frame.

"Yeah, we cleaned up the place before you got here," admitted Rinne. "Now you could praise us and tell us we did a good job!"

"You weren't supposed to tell her that, Rinne-senpai!" Hiyori hissed but backtracked anyway. "So... are you going to say anything?"

Their words went into your ear and out of the next. You were too focused on the photos Kanata had framed. The biggest photo on the wall was just of the sea, but the smaller frames held his most cherished memories.

Kanata couldn't keep his eyes off you, so he instantly noticed what you were staring at. He was on the floor, his head laid on your lap as you stroked his hair lovingly.

"Do you like it?" he asked as he hugged your waist tighter.

You smiled a bit. Your eyes were focused on a particular framed photo. Not of the photo of Kanata's big show with Ryuseitai or his photo with Kaoru and Souma at the aquarium, but of a photo of you and him that was taken by the sea far from Ensemble Square. In the photo, Kanata held both of your hands as if he was dancing with you on the beach; both of you with big smiles on your faces.

But you have never seen this photo before.

"Chiaki took it of us," answered Kanata despite the fact you haven't audibly questioned it yet. "It's my favourite one."

“It’s really cute,” you said as you continued to stroke his hair which he hummed in response. “Haha, you look so adorable in this photo!”

His roommates sat on their own beds, eyeing you two curiously. They were happy to see their friend be treated with so much love by you.

At this time, Rinne was using the giant isopod plushie as a pillow. You recognised the plush right away.

“Oh, did Kanata give you one too, Rinne?”

“You mean the cryptic?” he went. “Yeah, Kanacchi’s so cute like that, isn’t he?”

You giggled, “Yeah! He gave me one too! He always gives me plushies from his aquarium, he’s sweet like that.”

Hiyori couldn’t help but smile at this. Since he was one of your close friends, he couldn’t help but want the best for you, and that included romantic relationships. But now he knew that he didn’t need to worry about you anymore. Kanata was perfect for you, and he could see that you were happy with him.

“I originally gave it to Hiyori,” said Kanata. “But he didn’t want it. Is it really that scary?”

“It’s scary,” you, Rinne and Hiyori simultaneously replied.

Yet you continued, “But it’s cute in its own way.”

The three of you spent the rest of the time together playing games and watching a movie. You ended up cooking a meal to eat with them too. You didn’t want Kanata to cook, and you doubted that Hiyori or Rinne could cook either (considering the fact that Hiyori was a rich boy and Rinne was a monarch).

They applauded your cooking and you all ate together happily, just like a family. By the time you had to go, they begged you to stay.

“You’re always welcome here, (Y/N)!” cried Hiyori dramatically.

“If you ever just want to sleep over, just ask!” said Rinne. “Just don’t perform inappropriate activities with Kana—”

“Do not finish that sentence, Rinne-senpai.”

You and Kanata smiled at their childish antics. He kissed you goodnight as he held you in his arms.

“Goodnight, angelfish,” he said softly.

“Goodnight, my love.”

He watched you walk down the corridor as you waved him goodbye. Your dorm was on the second floor of the building, so you didn’t need him to walk you back.

“Well then,” started Rinne. “Time to go to sleep, Kanacchi.”

Kanata nodded, “Right!”

And when he went to sleep, all his dreams were about you.

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[s4egusas]

a/n : thank you for letting these rot in my drafts for almost 4 months

# MORNINGS WITH RYUSEITAI

chiaki morisawa x reader, kanata shinkai x reader, shinobu sengoku x reader, tetora nagumo x reader, midori takamine x reader

chiaki morisawa ;

will STEAL your blanket. if he ever sees you freezing, he’ll drape his blanket to you… for him to steal it again afterwards (he didn’t mean it) will pepper your face with kisses every morning (he never misses a schedule) will pull you back in his arms if you ever get up to get ready for work

kanata shinkai ;

if he wakes up earlier than you, he’ll hum you a tune — not to wake you up, but for you to sleep even more. his voice is calming to some extent, like hypnosis. if he ever wakes you up, he’ll greet you with a smile and tells you to go back to sleep. but if you reaaaally need to get up to get ready, he'll help you with a smile on his face. making you breakfast is his favourite part of the morning

shinobu sengoku ;

will greet you with a very ‘good morning!’ with your things ready, and breakfast on the table. he doesn’t know whether to give affection first thing in the morning (he's just embarrassed), so an act of service will at least help everything up !

tetora nagumo ;

is VERY loud. every movement he does makes a sound. will apologize if he ever wakes you up, though. he’ll give you a pat and tells you to go back to sleep. and he’ll still apologize, saying he won’t make any noise again

midori takamine ;

his mind is at 100 mph in the morning. should he hug you? should he… give you kisses? who knows. he lets his intrusive thoughts win every morning. he hugs you like a giant teddy bear, not ready to let you go. will apologize afterwards, saying a mouthful of apology — even after you reassure him. he will cook you breakfast as a peace offering (or a love language)

[esidolmail]

Dear Chiaki,

I'd like to thank all of Ryuseitai, especially you, for being a light in my life. This year has been especially tough on me but you and your music have really helped me through it. I don't know where I'd be without all your energy and positivity! I'd love to be able to give you a hug as a thank you, I'm sure you give great hugs! :)

[poetryandfluffycats]

Okay wait hi I love your blog but that Adonis one shot you did is such a good idea can I request that with Chiaki (possible sex after...please?) and a female reader please, ty :)

A/N: another one I was saving for his day on NSFW month but ehhh I got impatient. enjoy

Pairing: Chiaki Morisawa x fem!reader

Content: Fights with your boyfriend are beginning to become a daily thing for you. After a particularly bad fight, you end up on Chiakis doorstep in tears.

Warnings: NSFW, penetration sex(p in v), mentions of fingering and oral sex, negative self talk, toxic relationships, mostly fluff chiaki is a sweetheart

Words: 792

NSFW oneshot under cut!

Better than him, right?~

There was a mutual agreement between the both of you as you silently sobbed into Chiakis' board chest. Tears stained the fabric of his shirt as he held you close, rubbing comforting circles into your hips with one hand and stroking your hair with the other. The room was competently silent, save for the occasional sniffle or exceptionally loud sob from you. You didn't think you had spoken a word since getting here. How stupid you must have looked, barging into his dorm room and practically jumping at him for comfort without an explanation.

He didn't ask questions, though, he didn't even speak really. He knew in his mind that questions were most likely the last thing you would want in this moment. All the context clues you had given were enough to come up with a vague idea of what happened. You and your boyfriend had another fight, he said something insulting or just borderline humiliating, and you had walked out bawling.

And where else to go but the non-judgement and warm, open arms of the leader of RYUSEITAI, the one man on earth you felt like you could trust with your entire heart.

"(name)..." Chiaki whispered, his voice so low it was nearly inaudible. Like he'd break you if he spoke too loud. "I don't understand how he can treat you like this."

"Because I'm worthless-"

"No, listen to me" He shushed you, gently lifting your chin to look at him. Your eyes were red and puffy, tears and snot dripping down your chin and making a mess. Chiakis heart broke at the sight. No one deserved to feel like that, ever. Especially not someone with a kind and pure heart like yours.

"You're not worthless," He started, using his thumb to wipe the wetness off your cheeks then caress the area lovingly. "You are the most wonderful woman I've ever met. Anyone whose told you otherwise is blind if they can't see that"

You shook your head, biting down on your lip to prevent the new stream of tears that threatened to fall. Despite how pathetic you already looked, it felt embarrassing to cry even more than you already had. Your eyes burned from your efforts, head pounding against your skull.

"N-no, but I'm so-"

"Perfect? Beautiful? Talented? Angelic? Smart?" Chiakis grin was nothing but genuine, leaving no room for lies in his words. He took a large breath, almost as if he were preparing for something big, before grabbing your hips and pulling you into his lap so you were straddling him. The action caused you to gasp and flinch the tiniest bit, but his hands held you steady as he lowered his voice to whisper in your ear,

"Sexy?"

You froze. No one had ever called you that, no one had ever looked at you like that. All the bad names you'd heard before seemed to fade away at the praise, leaving nothing but the feeling of the heat rising in your stomach and the warmth of the man beneath you.

"Chiaki.." You whimpered, wrapping your arms around his neck and resting your forehead against his, lips brushing over his own ever so slightly. This was so wrong, and yet, it felt so right.

"(name)" He cooed back, smile basking through his voice. His hands rubbed up and down your waist and hips, slowly moving to the plump of your ass, rolling you against his growing excitement. "I'm not going to force you into anything you're not going to be comfortable with. But, if you're wiling, I know just how to make you feel better"

You shook your head. The thought of Chiaki doing that to you, to anyone, was almost laughable. He was so sweet, didn't have a bad bone in his body, and here he was suggesting that he could force someone into such an act. It was cute, actually.

"No. Please, I want it"

That was all the conformation he needed before latching his lips onto yours.

/------

"Ah! Mmm~"

Just a little while later and you were a wreck on the sheets. Your cries were like music to Chiakis ears as he pounded you from behind, each thrust hitting that one spot that made you see stars. His balls smacked against your ass over and over again, only adding to the mixture of lewd noises slipping from out of your mouth as you neared your second orgasm of the night.

He had already made you cum once with his fingers and mouth, and it was looking like he wasn't going to stop any time soon.

Chiaki leaned forward, chest flush against your back as he licked a strip from your jaw to the shell of your ear. "Better than him, right?"

[honehonn3honey]

An angel looked at me...

[cornflakes7]

*Crawls over to you, badly beaten* Please do Koga and any other enstars boys of your choosing finding out reader is actually Ado when they walk into them singing... *Passes out*

𝙒𝙊𝘼𝙃 𝙔𝙊𝙐’𝙍𝙀 𝙒𝙃𝙊 𝙉𝙊𝙒?

Your secret identity is no longer a secret 😞

Characters include: Koga Oogami and Chiaki Morisawa x Ado reader (separate)

notes: *wakes you up* i love this request it was so funny… THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING!!!!!

warnings: none

𝙆𝙤𝙜𝙖 𝙊𝙤𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙞

the scream he scrumpt when he found out who you were!!!! 😭😭😭

he has always been a fan of powerful and loud songs especially when the singer has a powerful voice

not in a million years would he think someone like YOU would be the voice behind one of his favorite music artists!!

DONT GET ME WRONG hes always admired you for who you were and his feelings didn’t change after he saw that day

you were in the studio recording a song or maybe rehearsing some lyrics

koga didn’t know this and decided to walk in thinking the room was unoccupied

bro just wanted to practice some guitar but was met with ado’s voice. YOUR voice

deadass dropped all his belongings in shock while you stared at him dumbfounded, who knew your cover would get blown so easily like this

koga definitely wanted to tell other people but you kept him from doing so sadly 😞 (#imetacelebrity)

𝘾𝙝𝙞𝙖𝙠𝙞 𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙬𝙖

found out about ado’s music through tetsu and started listening to her occasionally after that

definitely not as big as a fan like koga but still thought your voice, songs and covers were amazing

he thought your personality was so cool when he first met you but never thought you would be an idol too

like koga, he walked into you singing

he thought that there was a ryuseitai unit meeting in one of the recording rooms and accidentally walked into you recording a cover (now who gave him the fake news)

to say he was STUNNED was an understatement but secretly kept listening because he thought your voice was so passionate and amazing

you got embarrassed and tried to chase him out of the room, which he does immediately. he comes back later to compliment you though <3

after this incident, he swore to start listening to your songs more… mightve been the top 0.01% percent of listeners on spotify

[sanemistar]

thank you for being born, hero ᧔o᧓ chiaki morisawa birthday special

୨୧ pairing: chiaki x fem!reader

୨୧ genre: fluff (expect a lot of it)

୨୧ wc: 0.6k+

୨୧ warning: this may be a little cringe so apologies :((

୨୧ a/n: today’s a special day bc it’s chiaki morisawa day everyone say happy birthday to my bf rnnnn !!!!! i don’t talk abt him here but godddd i love this man so much he’s so precious and gorgeous and amazing <3333

today’s your boyfriend birthday and it’s your first one you celebrate together as a couple, so you’ve planned a surprise celebration for the two of you in your place. and in order to not ruin the fun, you decide to pretend that you forgot all about it. which won't be an easy task, but you want to make sure that chiaki’s totally surprised and does not suspect anything.

you've already had plans to hang out at chiaki's place to see a new tokusatsu show together. you see, you haven't been that interested in watching any tokusatsu shows before, but after being in a relationship with chiaki for almost a year now you've eventually come to like them.

“good morning, y/n!” he opens the door for you and greets you in his usual enthusiastic voice as he wraps his arms around you in a tight hug, you giggle and hug him back as you securely lock your arms around his neck. he breaks the hug and looks at you eagerly as if he’s waiting for something to happen, but you only stare at him in silence.

he furrows his eyebrows in confusion, and proceeds to ask you.

“don’t you have anything special to say to me today?” of course you know he’s waiting for you to wish him a happy birthday and hand him a gift. your tongue almost slips, but you barely hold it together at the last minute.

“no? why do you ask?” you try your hardest to feign ignorance, and it gets even harder when chiaki’s head droops and tells you to ignore it. you feel bad about tricking him, but you remind yourself that it'll be worth it later.

the rest of the day goes by normally. you watch the tokusatsu show while the two of you are cuddling on his couch, enjoying your company until it's night already which means it's time to walk you back home.

"i had a lot of fun today!" you cheerfully inform chiaki as you stop at the entrance of your apartment, to which he only nods in silence. he's still upset because you haven't wished him a happy birthday and the day's almost over. 'have you really forgotten about such important occasion?' is what he thinks.

you notice the hint of sadness and disappointment in his eyes, which breaks your heart. you're not used to seeing chiaki look so down like that.

"can you come in for a second?" you cut his train of thoughts short as you gently invite him in. to which he agrees as he follows you inside.

"it's quite dark in here." chiaki informs you the moment he sets foot inside your place.

"just a second chi-kun, i'm turning the lights on." you reply as you slowly turn on all the lights, and you hear a loud gasp coming from your boyfriend's lips when his eyes are greeted with the surprise setup you've prepared prior. his reaction was so worth the wait.

"did you have all of this prepared for me?" he's shocked to say the least. he's never dreamt of having anything like that, and it brings him immense amount of joy seeing that his girlfriend is the one behind this amazing surprise.

"of course, you really thought i would forget about my boyfriend's birthday like that?" you reply as you stand on your tippy toes and give him a soft peck on his cheek before handing him the gift you've gotten for him, one tokusatsu figurine that he's been eyeing for some time now. you watch him fondly as he instantly beams as he picks it up from you.

"i love you, y/n. you're the best!" chiaki kisses your forehead and pulls you in a tight hug before you break the embrace and your eyes meet his beautiful brown ones in an affectionate gaze, your arms still wrapped around his torso while his are wrapped around your waist firmly.

"i love you too, chi-kun. and happy birthday! thank you for being born, hero." you coo as chiaki's soft smile starts to form. you spend the rest of the night together, celebrating with your beloved boyfriend.

୨୧ taglist: @yueliie

[mikafaery]

Did You Eat Today?

Kanata x GN!reader

Summary: Kanata visited you in the recording studio and notice that you don't look the best....

CW: Fluff, a little bit of crack, comfort

Reblogs, notes, and comments are greatly appreciated!! And My Requests are always open!

 “Did you eat today?~☆” Kanata's unwavering gaze was filled with joy, a constant display of the love and adoration that he held in his heart. His eyes overflowed with pure affection, a reflection of his deep admiration for you. 

As you looked at the lyrics you had promised to give Chiaki for Ryusetai's upcoming album on the table in front of you, you shook your head in disagreement. "I've worked really hard trying to write this, but time just flew by and now my work feels pointless."  Your tone suggested tiredness and a slight hint of annoyance.

“I bet it isn’t that bad Y/N.” Kanata reached for the paper before your hand quickly stopped him. “Don’t.” Your voice was stern as you gave him a glare.

For a brief moment, Kanata's eyes opened wider in surprise. However, this was soon replaced by his usual calm and collected expression, “I’m sure it’s not that bad~☆” 

You couldn't help but sigh and couldn't stop staring at his face, he was just so…Kanata that It was impossible to say no. So, you gave him the paper and your resistance melted away like snow in the sun. “Just…..don’t think of the lyrics too hard.” 

Kanata took the paper and looked at it, and his eyes caught the attention of the lyrics:

Growing like the sun, just like caprisun

Apple on the tree, like I got to party

All across the world, I gotta eat

When I’m all alone, I get hungry

You just waited for his reaction but his face was straight until he looked at you with a small smile. ”Maybe you need to take a break.” He leaned forward and gave you a small kiss on the tip of your nose, “And get you something to eat too ☆~”

[tokusaatsus]

WHEN THERE’S A BUG IN YOUR ROOM

ft. itsuki shu, morisawa chiaki, otogari adonis, ran nagisa, saegusa ibara

© tokusaatsus 2022

warnings: bugs

Shu hears your call–Shu, can you come here, please–and comes to check on you, but you shouldn’t expect any help from him.

The minute he catches sight of the bug, he’s squawking indignantly. He’s not above using you as a human shield in this scenario. No matter how much he loves you, there’s absolutely nothing you can say that will convince him to go anywhere near that–in his words–disgusting insult to art.

Honestly, he’s just surprised you called him. His aversion to bugs might be even greater than yours, and that’s saying something.

He cowers behind you, and you’re trapped because now you have both a clingy boyfriend and a bug in your room and while your instincts are screaming at you to hide behind Shu, you still recall the piercing shrieks that came out of his mouth when you so much as implied placing him in the so-called line of fire.

In the end, the two of you end up calling Mika to take care of your little…‘home invader’, who’s unable to hold back his look of confusion when he enters your room and spots both you and Shu balanced awkwardly on a chair that was definitely not made to hold more than one person.

After hearing your call, please come quickly, I need your help, please, Chiaki doesn’t spare a moment before he rushes to your defence. Truly, he is embodying that heroic spirit he adores so much!

While he’s not usually one for bugs, finding them a little off-putting, he sets aside his fear in favour of helping you out. After all, a hero must be able to protect his loved ones to the best of his ability! And it’s true that he loves you very much.

Carefully, carefully, he scoops up the bug with a leftover magazine–his hands are shaking slightly all the while, but he refuses to admit it–and tosses it out the window.

When he’s completed his objective, there’s a moment of silence–he’s scouting to make sure the threat has truly left, so that you may relax in the knowledge that you are safe and secure once again–before he looks at you with a huge grin, clearly waiting for praise and affection. Wow, you were so amazing, Chiaki! My RYUSEI Red, my brave hero~ Once you say those magic words, he melts like ice-cream in the hot sun, a sappy look on his face.

Anything for his beautiful Y/N, of course!

Adonis is the kind of boyfriend that comes the minute you call.

He’s a little worried and concerned at first, because of how panicked you seemed over the phone. Your voice wavers at awkward moments, caught between a scream and a whimper. Adonis, please, come quick, I’m scared, I’m really scared.

When he shows up, however, and finds out that the cause of your distress is simply a small bug, he can’t help but feel slightly relieved. With the way you were acting, he was expecting much, much worse. Still, this is something he knows how to fix, and for that he is glad. Seeing you terrified causes an ache in his chest, and it is not something he would like to experience anytime soon. Adonis picks it up and deposits it outside, as easy as pie. When he returns, you tackle him in a hug and he runs a soothing hand down your back as you babble on about how terrifyingly huge the bug was and how close it was to you.

(In reality, it was rather small and barely anywhere near you, but if it makes you feel better, Adonis doesn’t mind playing along with this little white lie, patiently comforting you all the while.)

When you call Nagisa, he’s confused at first.

Of course, Nagisa would never say no to spending more time with you, yet you sounded strangely choked up over the phone, Nagisa, can you come over here, quick, I need you right now. He enters your dorm, surprised to find you cowering in the corner.

When you point out the perpetrator, he can’t help but smile at your antics. It’s an easy task for him to simply remove the bug from the premises with his bare hands, but you look at him with incredibly wide eyes when you watch him and he can’t help but bask in your attention. It’s always nice to have you look at him.

He returns to a hug and a tearful recount of how you were so scared. He soothes you, calmly patting your back as you ramble on and on. You go on to explain how you called because you always feel better when he’s around, and his heart bursts. You inform him that this may become a regular occurrence, and he smiles at you.

He’s not entirely sure what use he would be, yet it warms his heart to think that you would trust him with matters such as these.

When Ibara first hears your call, filled with barely concealed panic, he won’t deny the worry that surges in his stomach. Ibara, please, come quick, I… Oh, god, I can’t…I’m scared, Ibara. It only intensifies when your call is cut off with an abrupt scream of pure terror.

For a moment, he’s terrified that his worst fears have come true and you’ve been caught in the crossfire of one too many plots gone wrong. He spares not a single second, abandoning everything and anything from meetings to paperwork to go check up on you. Of course, when he finds out that all your drama was due to a simple bug, you can expect him to be the slightest bit annoyed.

There’s not a moment of hesitation as he squashes it, all the while looking at you with an unimpressed expression, as if to say, really? That’s what you were terrified of? Yet when he notices your tears, he is quick to calm you down, gently holding your hands to ground you as speaks rationally and logically to talk you out of the spiral you may have found yourself falling into.

My saviour, you proclaim him to be, and Ibara won’t lie to say that makes him feel the tiniest amount of pleasure when you say those words.

notes!

WC: 1k words

reze txt inspired by true events that happened to me yesterday evening. there was a huuuge bug in my room and me and my sister spent 20 mins panicking about how to get rid of it b4 it made the decision for us by simply. flying away :’) all the while i was thinking that i would reaaaally appreciate having a bf who could get rid of bugs for me and boom. fic idea.

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Croissants with a Side of Feelings {Shu Itsuki x Reader}

Relationships: Shu Itsuki x Female Reader Word Count: 11367 CW: Reader has a medical condition, fluff, slight hurt/comfort (like a cinnamon sprinkling of hurt I swear) Set during ! era, specifically around the time of the Tanabata Festival.

“Really! It’s a miracle that you’re still up and standing, foolish girl.”

Shu shook his head at me, frowning as I stumbled to a halt in the middle of the practice room. 

“Shu-senpai! You’re earlier than usual.” I rushed to the speakers, stopping the recording of Sacred Youth Games that had been playing.

“Hmph and if this is what you’ve been doing before our practices perhaps I shall make a habit of it…” His frown deepened. “I have no use for broken dolls, girl.”

I scratched the back of my neck.

“I know. But it really wasn’t much, just a quick warmup!”

Shu “hmph”-ed again, moving to connect his own phone to the speakers.

“Shu-kun just doesn’t want you to overwork yourself, Y/n-chan,” Mademoiselle’s high-pitched voice peeped from her spot in Shu’s arms. “He worries about you.”

“Hush Mademoiselle!” Shu snapped.

“I know Mado-chan, but I’ll be careful,” I said. “I know my limits.”

A soft giggle answered me before it was silenced with a glare.

“Ngahh, sorry I’m late Oshi-san, Y/n-chan!” With his usual amount of grace, Mika stumbled into the room.

“Hmph, typical.”

“Don’t be fooled by his attitude Mika-kun, Shu-kun is happy you made it.”

“Ngah, thanks Mado-nee!”

Shu shot another glare at Mademoiselle.

“You’re particularly cheeky today.”

“Fufu, and who’s fault is that Shu-kun?”

Shu clicked his tongue, a scowl on his face. Despite his frustration, he gently placed Mademoiselle on the table next to the speaker.

“Regardless, now that we’re all here, perhaps we can begin rehearsals?”

I rolled my eyes, nodding, as Mika chirped an excited “Yes, Oshi-san!”. It wasn’t as if any of us had been late, in fact, it was a good 10 minutes earlier than we usually started rehearsal. But I knew better than to protest—the lead-up to lives always made Shu testier than usual and the Tanabata Festival was worse than usual.

I shook my head, moving out of the centre of the room as Mika and Shu took their positions for their warmup routine. The workload for the Tanabata Festival hadn’t exactly been light on my end—as Anzu’s fellow producer, she had asked me for help with some of the less major work so she didn’t have to shove it all on Eichi and the rest of the student council. Something about proving her capabilities as a producer without their backing? Not that it mattered to me, I would rather not ask Tenshouin for help.

Sighing, I pulled a pile of paperwork out of my bag. If Shu had bothered to tell me about this before he submitted the paperwork, maybe I wouldn’t be so irritated. But nooooo, he just had to accept Tenshouin’s challenge. I pursed my lips, reading over the proposal for the stage lighting. Well, there were worse things than a bit of extra paperwork. And school-hosted events were far less work organisation-wise than most of the places Valkyrie had been performing at recently.

I glanced up as the warm-up routine finished. Shu looked pleased and Mika looked significantly less flustered than he had been earlier. Shu fished his phone out of his pocket, stopping the piece of classical music that they had been warming up to. 

“Hmph, better than yesterday, I suppose.”

“Ngahh thanks Oshi-san!” Mika grinned at the back-handed compliment.

“It wasn’t a compliment, you failure!” Shu pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing. I resisted the urge to snicker as the two assumed their starting positions.

As the starting notes for Enthralling Theatre filled the room, I smiled down at my paperwork. Maybe this live would be the push Shu needed to return to the Yumenosaki stage.

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“Non! This simply won’t do!”

I watched as Shu tossed yet another bolt of fabric to the side. Shaking my head, I pointedly turned back to the stack of papers Anzu had asked me to look over. Staging…Lighting…Airspace permissions for Hibiki-senpai’s blimp…I resisted the urge to sigh. Only at Yumenosaki. 

Anzu had asked me to proofread the proposals before she handed them to the student council. I’d eventually agreed, but I still didn’t think my involvement would make Tenshouin more likely to approve the plans. But she’d insisted, saying that the Student Council couldn’t very well refute her proposal just because she’d asked a fellow producer for help! (Tenshouin was petty enough to do just that, but Anzu hadn’t lived through the War and didn’t know any better.) I scribble a note on the lighting plan—as much as Ryusetai (read: Morisawa-senpai) wanted flame machines and no matter how “cool” (this was true) or “heroic” (less true) they’d look, they were most definitely a fire hazard at an event that centred around highly flammable bamboo and paper.

Another bolt of fabric was violently discarded, rolling from the towering pile of rejects. I eyed the ever-growing pile and raised my eyebrow at Shu’s back. Across the room, Kiryu-senpai just shook his head before continuing to sew the outfit in front of him.

“Um, Shu-senpai…” I started nervously. “Do I need to make a trip to the fabric store?”

Shu turned to face me so suddenly, I jumped a little, almost dropping my pen to the floor.

“I know I’m not the best at picking fabrics, but if you tell me what type you’re looking for I could send you pictures of the colours? Or I could take some headphones and video call you?” I tapped my pen against the pile of paperwork, breaking eye contact. “You and Kiryu-senpai have got a lot of work to do here right? You can’t afford to waste time searching for fabrics for any unit’s outfits.” Even if it is for Valkyrie.

Shu pursed his lips, his gaze flicking to the nearly empty fabric rack in front of him and then to the pile of completed outfits Kiryu-senpai had finished. As he watched, another was added to the pile.

He sighed.

“Very well. I shall write down what I need and you can fetch it for me. However,” he raised a finger. “You must take someone with you to carry the bolts of fabric. Let me think…Rei should be in his club room…” He stood and wandered over to the cup phone that hung by the window, unhooking it and tugging three times on the string before pulling it taut.

“Rei? Yes, sorry to disturb you. I don’t suppose you could give me a hand? Of course.” He hung the cup phone back on its hook. “Rei will be here in a moment.”

“Senpai, I’m fine to bring the bolts back by myself,” I protested. “You don’t have to bother Rei-senpai.”

Shu raised a hand to forestall any more protests.

“Non! What if you were to drop them on the way back? I can’t have your clumsy hands soiling the fabric before it reaches this room.”

“Fufu, what Shu-kun means, Y/n-chan,” Mademoiselle spoke up from her seat on one of the shelves in the clubroom. “Is that he doesn’t want you to wear yourself out. You’ve been working so hard lately, we can’t have you passing out from overexertion again.”

I flushed slightly.

“Mado-chan that was one time!” I pouted. “I haven’t even had difficulty in getting up and down off the floor lately, I can carry a couple of bolts of fabric!”

“That is not up for debate. Rei will accompany you to the fabric store.” Shu shook his head at me and began replacing the bolts of fabric he’d gotten out on the shelves.

I sighed, turning back to my paperwork. Who knew how long a moment was to Rei Sakuma. All of the Eccentrics that I had met operated on their own timetable. Speaking of, I turned to the airspace permission forms for Wataru’s blimp. Eccentric indeed…

“Shu? You said you needed my help?”

Apparently, Rei-senpai’s definition of a moment was eerily similar to a regular human’s.

“Ah, my friend, you were faster than I expected.” Shu dusted his hands and went to the entrance to the clubroom. “I need some more fabric but neither Kiryu nor I can go. I’d just send the girl but I can’t trust her to carry the fabric back on her own. Would you accompany her?”

Rei-senpai glanced over at me, his lip twitching at the way I pretended that I most definitely was not listening to their conversation, thank you very much.

“Of course. It’s no problem at all.” He smiled at me. “Well then, shall we take our leave?”

I nodded, pushing my chair out from the table, leaving my paperwork where it lay. I’d be back before long—the fabric store that Shu preferred was luckily only a few blocks away.

I nodded goodbye to Kiryu-senpai, who nodded back, his focus on the intricate embroidery on the collar he was stitching.

“Here.” Shu shoved a piece of paper into my hands. “The list. Make sure you bring the fabric back in one piece!”

I nodded, glancing at the paper before shoving it into my skirt pocket next to my phone.

“Anything else, senpai?” 

Shu shook his head.

“Be safe y/n-chan!” Mademoiselle called. I smiled, waving briefly in her direction as Rei-senpai and I stepped out the door.

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“So, Valkyrie is finally returning to the stage, hmm?” Rei questioned, hands in his pockets as we walked through the courtyard.

I nodded, glancing at him from the corner of my eye.

“Senpai seems pretty worked up about this live,” I explained. “Something about Tenshouin personally challenging them after the live the other night?”

Rei cocked his head.

“The performance at the live-house Kaoru-kun manages?”

I nodded and he hummed thoughtfully.

“I wasn’t with them, so I don’t know the details and Shu-senpai just,” I gestured vaguely.

Rei nodded sympathetically.

“Shu was Shu about the whole thing.”

I nodded, leading the way out of the school gates.

“Yep. And then Kiryu-senpai asked him for help with the unit costumes, so between the outfits and before and after school rehearsals, he’s been stretched thin.”

“I’ve noticed,” Rei said. “As have the other Eccentrics. And,” he turned his head to look me in the eyes. “We’re thankful to you for taking care of him for us.”

I waved my hands frantically.

“It's fine really! It’s just…he’s done so much for me and Mika-kun…I can’t let him starve himself to death because he’s so busy making Valkyrie look good! It’s my job as a producer to look after him!”

Rei chuckled softly.

“Of course, of course.”

I shook my head, opening the door to the fabric store.

“Alright, let’s see what he wants,” I muttered to myself, pulling the list out of my pocket. Rei peeked at the list over my shoulder, eyes scanning the immaculately written kana.

“...why is wine red satin on here twice?” Rei questioned, pointing at two items written directly underneath each other.

“It’s not. One’s wine-red satin and the other is wine-red sateen,” I explained, pointing at the kanji. “And wine red is our shorthand for Valkyrie red.”

I headed to the satin and sateen section, Rei trailing behind me. Carefully, I inspected the bolts of fabric, eventually pointing to two bolts I deemed Shu would approve of. Rei easily hefted them, slotting them under his arm. I felt my eyebrows rise slightly. A bolt of fabric usually had about 92 metres of fabric on it—lifting two so easily and with one hand, was no easy feat.

At least…I was hard-pressed to lift even one with my full strength. This trip was definitely going to be easier with Rei’s help. Once again, Shu had been correct to send me with help. 

Didn’t mean I had to like it. 

Though Rei was definitely an improvement over the time Wataru had insisted on accompanying me. Thank goodness the fabric had been slightly glittery already, though the face Shu had made upon seeing his slightly sparkly black fabric doused in red glitter had been hilarious. Wataru had still been banned from the clubroom and from accompanying me on any future fabric store runs. I had been punished with weeks of extra meaningless paperwork—which was not an experience I was eager to repeat.

It didn’t take Rei and I long to find the rest of the fabric on the list. Thankfully, all of the colours Shu had specified had been in stock, so there was no need for photographs or video calls. I paid quickly, apologising to the lady who ran the store for not being able to stay and chat this time. She smiled and laughed it off, promising to come and watch the performances at the Tanabata Festival.

With at least 5 bolts of fabric under Rei’s arm and a bag full of smaller amounts of fabric and other trimmings on mine, we exited the store.

“She seemed glad to see you,” Rei commented as we began the short walk back to school.

I hummed an affirmative.

“It's been a while since any Valkyrie members stopped in,” I explained. “We used to be regulars and the store’s close enough to the school that she probably heard about our fall. She’s a nice lady, she was probably worried about us.”

Rei chuckled.

“You seem to have friends everywhere, Y/n-chan.”

I rolled my eyes.

“I’m not Anzu-chan, Sakuma-senpai.”

He smirked at me. Smirked. The audacity. Why do I hang around the Eccentrics again?

“Oh? But you seem to have just as many friends, though maybe not in such high places as hers. I certainly can’t see you socialising with Tenshouin-kun or Hasumi-kun.”

I felt my face twist in disgust instinctively and Rei’s chuckles turned to full laughter as we entered the school grounds. The. Audacity.

I sighed, shaking my head at him.

“You are the worst, Senpai.”

His laughter echoed down the hall as we made our way to the Handicraft Club room.

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“Hmph, this fabric is acceptable.”

Shu frowned down at the bolts of fabric Rei had laid out on the table before he returned to his own club room.

“Shu-kun thinks that you chose excellent fabrics, Y/n-chan!” Mademoiselle cheerfully explained.

“Aww, thanks Mado-chan,” I smiled.

“Mademoiselle!!” Shu exclaimed. “Please keep your opinions to yourself!”

“Fufu, we both know whose opinions they really are Shu-kun.”

Shu sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. Carefully, he rolled the bolts of fabric back up and began sorting through the bag of trimmings, ignoring Mademoiselle’s comment.

“Kiryu-senpai finished for the day?” I asked, pointing my question at Mademoiselle.

“Kuro-kun had a rehearsal with the rest of Akatsuki,” she informed me cheerfully. “He said he’d be back in…hmm…let’s see about 30 minutes now? Tsumugi-chan also dropped in for a bit while you were gone—he said to say ‘hi’. He was just picking up some trimmings for Switch’s outfits, so he wasn’t here long.”

We both pointedly ignored Shu’s snort of “good riddance”.

“It’s a shame I missed him, I haven’t spoken to Tsumugi-senpai in a while…” I mused, tapping my pen against my pile of paperwork. “Though it would be easier if someone didn’t insult him the second he walked through the clubroom door.”

Shu sniffed pointedly and continued inspecting the blue cord I had bought. I shook my head, turning back to my paperwork.

The club was filled with the sound of sewing machines whirring, overlockers clacking, and paperwork being filled in. Kiryu came and left. The sun was almost completely set before I finally completed the paperwork.

“Senpai, it's getting late. Senpai?”

Shu blinked, looking blearily up at me.

“It’s past 6. Don’t you need to get home to Mika-kun?”

“Hm? Kagehira?” He blinked again, before realisation dawned. “Kagehira! Ah, where is my phone…?” He patted his pockets realising it was on the table.

“Ah, he hasn’t returned yet…he and that Narukami girl were going on a shopping trip today. It appears I still have some time…” He placed his foot on the pedal, but nothing happened. He frowned, tried again, then looked over at me.

I sighed, the sewing machine’s cord swinging in my hand.

“Senpai…We’ve had this discussion. You’re not allowed to stay late anymore.”

He huffed.

“Fine then. I shall simply take these costumes home then.”

“Nope. You promised. No working on costumes at home either.” I narrowed my eyes at him, dropping the cord to the ground. “Unless…you want me to message the group chat? I’m sure Natsume-kun or Rei-senpai are still around. In fact,” I turned, tapping my phone against my chin. “Hidaka-kun mentioned that the Theatre Club had rehearsals until late tonight too.” I stopped, staring right at him. “So. What is it?”

Shu had been getting paler and paler throughout my little monologue and now he was almost as white as the costume in front of him.

“I- I assure you that's not necessary!” He hurriedly stood up, grabbing his things from around the room.

I stood watching him, phone at the ready in case he decided to slip some pieces of fabric into his school bag. Before long, we were both heading our separate ways outside the school gates. Watching Shu head towards his house, I pulled out my phone to send a quick text.

|Shu’s Slave|6:27pm| Mission “get-shu-home-at-a-reasonable-time” accomplished

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Shu’s Mental Support Squad

|Magic Man|6:27pm| AMAZING!!!

|Magic Man|6:27pm| a new record~~

|Magic boi|6:28pm| did he take anything home with him??

|Shu’s Slave|6:28pm| he didnt put anything in his bag…

|Shu’s Slave|6:28pm| he probably has stuff at home tho…

|FISH|6:29pm| unfortunatrly there isnt anythign we can do abiut that…

|FISH|6:29pm| sorry wet hands

|Magic boi|6:29pm| niisan if ur going to swim in the fountain at least have something to dry urself off with…

|FISH|6:30pm| hehe ill remember natsume-kun~~

I slipped my phone back into my pocket as the chat devolved into the usual discussions. Rei’s icon had just joined the cluster of ‘online’ icons and there wasn’t much point getting dragged into the group’s antics before I got home for the night. Luckily, I’d gotten all of my school-related work done while I was in the clubroom. The only things left on tonight’s schedule were dinner and bed. 

It didn’t take long before I was snugly under my blankets, scrolling through my Instagram. It was a pretty bland feed—I mainly followed the idol groups from Yumenosaki and any notable competitors from Shuuetsu and its sister schools. Nothing caught my attention (except for a sneak peek on Ra*bits page of their new costumes, which I had seen Shu pouring over the day before), so I placed my phone on my bedside table and went to sleep.

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“One of these days,” I muttered to myself as I fumbled with my alarm. “I’m going to force him to make practice start at a reasonable time.”

I pulled my phone closer to my face, groaning as I looked at the time. 5:45 am. I groaned again. The clock flicked to 5:46. Still groaning, I slid out of my bed onto the floor. After almost two years as Valkyrie’s producer, you’d think that I would have been able to get out of bed for morning practice easily. But no. My body still hadn’t adjusted.

Well…I mused as I fixed my hair in the mirror, it is our first week back at weekly practice in almost a year. 

It took me longer than I would have liked to arrive at Valkyrie’s usual practice room. Looks like I won’t have time to run through any dances before Shu and Mika arrive. Though…I rubbed my chest as my heart twinged painfully…dancing probably wasn’t the best idea today. Had I remembered to take my medicine before I left today? I mentally ran through my morning routine, before shaking my head and moving to connect my phone to the speaker. It didn’t matter anyway. I’d live.

Or not, apparently.

I blinked, looking at the room around me. The infirmary? I mentally ran through the day, trying to figure out how I got here. Morning practice had been fine—better than fine really. Classes had run as smoothly as 2-B’s classes ever ran. We’d had P.E. and I’d ended up wearing myself out more than I had expected. I’d planned to head to the rehearsal room and do paperwork until practice finished, then move to the handicraft clubroom to supervise Shu. However, Anzu caught me almost immediately after classes had finished and dragged me around the school to inspect the area of the stage. The last thing I remembered was her excitedly showing me the layout she had in mind, before passing out.

I groaned. Forget the medicine, it’ll be fine, I said. I really ought to know better…I sighed, pushing myself up into a sitting position, cradling my head.

“Hmph, so you’re finally awake.”

I looked over at Shu, standing in the doorway, Mademoiselle in one hand and the other on his hip.

“Are you alright, Y/n-chan?” Mademoiselle asked softly.

“Ugh, I think so?” I rubbed my temples, feeling a headache building. “‘M gonna need some panadol though…”

A packet of painkillers landed on the bed. I took one silently, reaching for the glass of water I knew would be at my bedside. I swallowed it down, then drank the rest of the glass of water. Shu’s eyes followed my movements and the second I placed down the glass, the rant he was obviously preparing started.

“What were you thinking, fooling girl? Not only did you run to school, but you also forgot to take your medicine. And this morning, you probably did a warm-up dance routine before Kagehira and I arrived, didn’t you?” I opened my mouth to object—I’d done some vocal warmups instead of my usual dance routine—but Shu barreled onwards.

“And of all days to forget your medication, a day you had P.E.?!?! You have had the same class schedule for over a year, how could you forget something so vital? Then, running all over the school with that Anzu girl! You’re lucky that Kiryu happened to be passing by and carried you to the infirmary! You could have been seriously injured!” He paused, face slightly flushed from his rant.

“Aww, so you do care,” I teased.

“I-!” His face flushed even redder, his mouth opening and closing silently. I laughed at his expression.

“It wasn’t intentional, Senpai. I’ll do my best to make sure it doesn’t happen again.” I looked back down at the blankets. “I’m sorry for interrupting practice and distracting you from the upcoming live.”

I heard a light scoff and a muttered “foolish girl” before Shu loudly turned around.

“Well, if you are truly sorry, make sure you take your medication regularly from now on. Come, now that you are awake, you can return with me to the clubroom and finish whatever work you have to do.”

That night was the first night since Valkyrie had decided to participate in the Tanabata Festival that at precisely 6 o’clock, Shu stopped sewing and we walked to the front gates together.

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The days passed quickly in the lead-up to the Tanabata live. Between morning and afternoon rehearsals, production meetings, and classes, my days were filled to bursting. I arrived at school at just past six in the morning and left at around 6:30—depending on how easy it was to pull Shu away from his work on the many costumes that had been commissioned for the upcoming live. Thankfully, I’d only needed to put a call out to the other Eccentrics once. Both Wataru and Kanata had swiftly appeared and carried Shu out of the Handicraft Club and out the school gate, Mika trailing behind them. Clearly anxious not to repeat that particular experience—“Wet hand, wet hands, can you believe it?!?”—Shu was usually packed up and gone before 6:30.

Despite my busy schedule, I always managed to take time out of my day to practise. Valkyrie practice actually began at 7, an hour and a half before school started. My personal practice started at 6.

I had always dreamt of being an idol. But, my fragile body prevented me from being able to complete the strenuous activities being an idol required. I wasn’t sickly like Tenshouin, just weak. My medicine helped, but even missing it once resulted in disasters like the previous week. 

But it didn’t stop me from trying.

I applied for both the idol and production courses at Yumenosaki. I studiously copied dance moves in the mirror after practice, I broke down live performances, I practised singing on the terrace during lunch.

It was never enough. I could never be on the same level as the idols I dreamed to work with. Even Tenshouin, who spent half of the freaking year in a hospital bed, had greater stamina and performance ability than I ever could.

But that didn’t stop me from trying.

After Valkyrie’s fall, I had worked harder than ever, laying the groundwork for when Shu would eventually return. When Nazuna-nii asked me for help setting up Ra*bits, I dedicated myself to the work, doing my best to carve these adorable, fresh-faced first-years who knew nothing of the horrors of the year before a place as idols.

And still, I practised.

Even now, two weeks before the Tanabata Festival, I stood in the centre of Valkyrie’s practice room at 6:30am, Pavilion on the Sand echoing through my ears as I ran through what had been Nazuna’s part.

“Again?” An exasperated sigh filled the room. Shu walked past me, gently placing Mademoiselle on the table, and dropping his bag to the floor.

I didn’t stop dancing.

He raised an eyebrow, tapping his foot impatiently as the dance slowly came to a close.

“Morning, Senpai,” I greeted, belatedly.

He raised both eyebrows.

“Good morning.”

I grabbed my water bottle from where I’d left it on the floor.

“You’re here early…Where’s Mika-kun?”

“Kagehira shouldn’t be long. I happened to rise significantly earlier than usual this morning, so I left as he was beginning his breakfast.”

I nodded, taking the bottle over to my school bag. Shu watched me, lips pursed, foot still tapping.

I sighed.

“Senpai…If you have something to say, just say it already. You’ve been like this for a couple days now, it's starting to get on my nerves.”

“I- I…” He sighed deeply, eyes shifting nervously as he tried to find the words. “I am concerned about this…habit of yours. This…rising early specifically to come here and practice.”

I stiffened.

“I see. Don’t worry, I won’t let it impact my work as Valkyrie’s producer. You have nothing to worry about.”

He frowned.

“That is not-”

“It’s fine, Senpai,” I cut him off. I didn’t want to sit through Shu’s patented “I have no use for broken dolls, if you can’t be useful, I will cast you off” lecture. “Like I said, it won’t affect Valkyrie.”

“I-” Shu shook his head. “Very well then. You are usually well aware of your limitations, if you say that it won’t affect Valkyrie, then I believe you.”

I nodded sharply.

“Thank you, Senpai.”

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I cut back on my morning practices after that. 

Instead of spending the whole hour running through different dance routines from both Valkyrie and other units, I chose one each day and spent half the time focused on the dance and the other half on vocal practice. Aside from a few pointed frowns, Shu didn’t bring it up again. The Tanabata Festival was approaching and he had far bigger things to worry about than my health. The pile of uncompleted costumes was almost done, Kiryu and Shu making quick work of them over the last three weeks. There were only a handful of costumes left to be completed outside of the Valkyrie and Akatsuki costumes, both of them had left their unit’s outfits to last. The beautiful red, grey, and yellow fabrics Rei and I had purchased still sat in the corner of the costume, barely touched.

I shook my head. Costumes—completed or not—were not what I needed to focus on. I scrolled through my playlist, deciding which song to practise this morning. This one…? Too hard with one person. That one…? Too high for me to sing. This? Too low. I clicked my tongue in frustration before my eyes landed on one I hadn’t done in a while.

It was one of Wataru’s, from the days before the war, before the Eccentrics. A solo piece—designed to be danced alone. The moves were tricky and it had been a while since I had rehearsed it, but I was confident that I could remember how it was done. I quickly moved to the centre of the room, tapping play.

Music filled the room, and I lost myself in the dance. It was easier to focus on the movements on the first run-through, left foot there, right foot behind. One arm up, the other outstretched. Turn. The melody was simple, but that didn’t change the vocal complexity. Even thinking about how to sing distracted me, a slight stumble in my step, so I redirected my focus to the dance.

“Oya? I thought I heard a familiar tune~”

I 100% did not jump and I did not scream. I didn’t. I swear.

“Hibiki-senpai!”

“Ah,” He sighed dramatically, laying a hand on his forehead. “So cold! Am I still nothing more than an upperclassman to you, Slave-chan? How often must I beseech you to call me by my given name?”

I sighed, feeling my heart rate begin to return to normal.

“As often as I have to ask you to stop calling me that awful nickname, Senpai.”

It also annoyed him, but that was just an added bonus.

He sighed dramatically again, leaning heavily on the doorframe.

“So cruel~ Ah! But I didn’t come here so early in the morning just to mope about in doorways!” He straightened up, pulling a rose out of thin air. He gestured for me to take it and I gingerly took it from his grasp. In my hands, it transformed into a letter. “A special delivery for you, dear Slave-chan~”

I carefully unfolded the letter, eyes skimming the beautiful calligraphy.

“Senpai…”

“Yes?”

I looked him in the eyes.

“This is in English. I can’t read it.”

He slapped his forehead.

“Of course, my mistake. Here.” He flicked his fingers towards me and the letter wiggled and merged, transforming into equally beautiful Japanese calligraphy.

Wataru Hibiki, in association with Kanata Shinkai, Rei Sakuma, and Natsume Sakasaki, invites you to lunch today, in the secret room.

“This…is a very dramatic way to be asked to sit with you four at lunch,” I said slowly. “I like it. Very aesthetic.” Wataru nodded excitedly. “But, is there a reason that this unusual gathering of the Eccentrics doesn’t include Shu-senpai?”

Wataru’s grin turned mischievous.

“That’s for us to know and you, dear Slave-chan, to find out.”

And with that, he vanished.

I looked down at the invitation in my hands. Shaking my head, I slipped it into my backpack.

Even if I forgot, Natsume-kun would drag me there the second class got out and I knew better than to push for more detail than I had already been given.

I’d find out at lunch I suppose.

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“Kanata-niiSAN can you NOT drip wateR all ovER my secRET roOM?” Natsume sighed as he dragged me into the secret room.

“Ahh ‘sorry’ nacchan,” Kanata smiled, looking as unapologetic as he always did. Natsume sighed, shaking his head.

“HerE,” he pushed me towards a chair. “siT.”

I rolled my eyes and sat, tucking my legs up in front of me. Natsume plopped himself down on the chair next to me, across the room from Kanata, who pouted slightly.

“Oya? It appears that I’m not the last one here…” Wataru sighed dramatically. “My dramatic entrance has been ruined.”

“Trust me Senpai, you don’t need to try and make your entrances dramatic,” I said, smiling wanly as he sat in the chair next to Natsume. “Are you going to tell me why you called me here? Not that I’m not grateful for the excuse to get out of production meetings for the Tanabata Festival…”

“Someone’s in a hurry,” Rei commented, slipping into the room through one of the side doors. Wataru paused in the slow shuffling of his chair closer to Natsume and Kanata opened his eyes and smiled at Rei as he sat down opposite me, in between Kanata and Wataru.

I shrugged.

“Not really. But I am curious. It’s not every day four of the Five Eccentrics “summon” me to a meeting.”

“You’ve already ‘mentioned’ it,” Kanata hummed. “The ‘tanabata festival’.”

The others nodded.

“I thought so,” I sighed. “You guys worry too much.”

“You can’t really blame us,” Rei rested his face in his hand. “It is Valkyrie’s first performance since the War.”

“We can’t help but be ‘concerned’, y/n-chan,” Kanata chimed in. “Especially after the ‘last’ time. Mademoiselle-chan can only ‘help’ so much.”

“Indeed,” Wataru nodded, his serious side showing. “Even though Eichi~ has relaxed his tyranny and the time of war is over, we cannot exclude the possibility of some ‘over-zealous fan’ repeating the incident.”

“I know. And, Anzu-chan and I are working to make sure nothing like that will happen,” I assured them. “Anzu-chan wasn’t here for the War but she’s been working hard to design a new system that doesn’t disadvantage new units.”

For someone who hadn’t lived through the start of the DreFes system being so quick to overturn it and put something more fair in its place, Anzu really was a kind person, as much as she annoyed me sometimes.

“HmmM, I did catCH a gliMPSE of thE neW plaNS…” Natsume muttered thoughtfully, hand on his chin. “TheY haVE a gOOD chaNCE of succeedING.”

“Hmm Hmm! Anzu-san~ has been working AMAZING-ly hard!” Wataru’s earlier seriousness had been replaced with his usual cheerful mask.

“If y/n-chan is not ‘concerned’, we should ‘leave’ it to her,” Kanata hummed. “I am beginning to ‘dry out’, so I’m going to go puka-puka~”

Kanata pushed himself out of his chair and stretched.

“I suppose this meeting is adjourned then,” Rei said, doing the same as Kanata but with slightly more groaning and cracking bones. “Thank you for joining us, Y/n-chan. Please continue to keep an eye on Shu for us.”

I nodded.

“Of course, he’s my friend too.”

Wataru raised his eyebrow.

“Oho, just a friend, slave-chan?” He teased.

I looked away, blushing, and Wataru disappeared with a laugh.

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“Stupid Wataru,” I muttered to myself, trying not to stomp on my way back to class. What does he know anyway? Shu is my friend—and that wouldn’t be changing anytime soon.

“Friends, we’re just friends.” Even if I had been crushing on him for a while now…at what point does it go from being a crush to…something else? Not that it mattered, it's not like I could ever tell him.

In the entire time I had known Shu (not that a year and a half is a long time to know someone), he had never confessed romantic feelings for anyone. No prolonged glances at particularly attractive classmates only scoffs and sneers directed in the direction of any mention of romance from his friends or unit-mates. Even his obsession with Nito-nii wasn’t romantic. A little weird and slightly uncomfortable for Mika and I, perhaps, but not romantic.

Besides, even if I confessed, if he rejected me…I could be kicked out of Valkyrie.

I could just see it.

“You harbour romantic feelings for me? Non! This absolutely won’t do. I can’t have your love-sick pining ruining Valkyrie. You are dismissed!”

Then he’d stick his nose up in the air and walk away, leaving me behind.

I sighed.

I was being dramatic. At least after Wataru’s comment, aside from a soft chuckle from Rei, the other Eccentrics hadn’t said anything. Though, if Wataru knew, I wouldn’t be surprised if Tenshouin, fine, the Student Council, and the entire Theatre Club had heard of Wataru bemoan my ‘hopeless, tragic love’.

I shuddered just thinking about it. It was a good thing Shu didn’t pay attention to the school gossip, otherwise, I’d be screwed.

“L/n, what are you doing?”

I nearly jumped out of my skin, turning to see Shu walking around the corner.

“Senpai! What are you doing over this side of the school?”

He crossed his arms—no Mademoiselle?—and frowned.

“Hmph, I could ask the same of you.”

I shuffled awkwardly.

“Uhh, I was in the library?” I offered. “I was heading to the cafeteria now. What were you doing?”

He sniffed, clearly not buying it.

“The library? What could you possibly need from there?” He sighed, shaking his head. “Never mind. Well, I suppose I’ll accompany you to the cafeteria. Perhaps they’ll still have some croissants left…”

I shrugged.

“Okie dokie, I’m just gonna grab whatever.”

A soft ‘tsk’ came from Shu, but he didn’t comment further, so I just ignored it. If Shu had issues with my diet, I’d just remind him of the (multiple) times I had to call Kiryu to carry him to the infirmary when he’d passed out from low blood sugar. At least I had a valid medical reason for passing out, not “I simply didn’t feel like pausing my work to eat”. One cannot subsist on croissants alone. At least since Mika had moved in with him he had been careful to make sure the both of them ate well at home. And Mika had Narukami-chan constantly breathing down his neck about eating well at school (“If you don’t stop eating so many sweets, Mika-chan, your skin will never clear up!”), so it was just Shu who needed reminding.

“Shu-senpai, where’s Mado-chan?” I tilted my head to look at him, surprised to see him already looking at me.

“Hmm? Oh, I left her in the Handicrafts Club. Kiryu’s with her,” he explained when he saw my raised eyebrow. “I can trust him to keep an eye on her while he finishes the costumes for his unit."

I nodded. That made sense. Still, it was a little unusual to see Shu without Mademoiselle on his arm even before Valkyrie’s fall. But, it was probably okay.

“Besides,” Shu muttered so quietly I almost missed it. “She might say something foolish.”

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“Why’d we hav’ t’ study,” Mika complained, slamming his head against his books. “There’s a live next week.”

I patted his back sympathetically.

“C’mon its the last question, we got this!”

We did not “got this”.

Mika and I both sucked at maths. You’d think between the two of us we’d be able to figure out what the heck the teacher had been explaining in class but nope. I frowned at my notes and Mika groaned, lifting his head from his book.

“Oshiii-sannnnn,” he whined. “Ya gotta help us.”

Shu looked up from the sheets of music he was writing.

“No.”

“Awww,” Mika pouted. “Ya know we’re no good at maths and stuff, ya gotta help us.”

“Yeah Senpai,” I chimed in. “Come on. It's the last question~”

Shu looked at me, unimpressed.

“I have already said that I will no longer help you with your homework,” Shu resumed scribbling notes on paper. “Mathematics is a very important skill.”

“Read through the question again Mika-kun,” Mademoiselle suggested. “You always forget to read them through properly. And Y/n-chan, you always write out your formulas wrong. Check it again.”

“Thanks, Mado-nee,” Mika crowed, rushing to do as she said.

“You’re the best Mado-chan,” I said, giggling at the look on Shu’s face. The embarrassed blush that spread across his face when Mademoiselle spoke his true feelings was kind of adorable.

I shook my head. Now was not the time to be thinking about that. I double-checked my formula and—sure enough—my formula was copied incorrectly.

I smiled at Shu as I corrected my answer.

“Thank you~”

He sniffed.

“Thank Mademoiselle, not me. I did nothing.”

Mika and I laughed.

“Sure thing, Oshi-san.”

Despite claiming that he wasn’t going to assist us anymore, both Shu and Mademoiselle helped us finish our homework for the week. It wasn’t like there was a lot—most of our classes were idol (or producer) related, things like music and dance. Maths, Japanese, English, and History were some of the few academic subjects that Mika and I took. Shu didn’t even take English—he took French. I shuddered every time I saw his homework. Why were there so many unnecessary letters???

Shu caught me frowning at his closed french textbook where it lay on the table and tapped me on the head with his pencil.

“Focus, Y/n, focus,”

I smiled sheepishly.

“Sorry Senpai,” I turned back to my final problem of the night. “There. All done.”

I slid the homework across the table and Shu examined it carefully. Mika noticed and frantically scribbled his final answers on his maths questions and slid the book next to mine.

Shu flicked his gaze between the books, then looked up at us.

We grinned, hopefully.

He sighed.

“The eclairs are in the fridge. You may get them.”

The loud scraping and shuffling of chairs as Mika and I frantically scrambled to the fridge wasn’t loud enough to cover Shu’s sigh. Shu’s eclairs were delicious and he only used them as bribes for homework. He refused to let us have more than two a week claiming that it would ruin all the hard work he put into making sure Mika stayed at ‘an acceptable weight’. But the limits were worth it.

I groaned as I bit into the eclair.

“I would answer a hundred maths problems if it meant I got to eat these afterwards,” I said to Mika, who nodded enthusiastically, a small bit of cream on his nose.

“I’d do anythin’ f’r Oshi-san’s cooking,” he said, wiping the cream off his nose.

“And you get to eat it every day.”

“Mhmm,” Mika nodded, closing his eyes in bliss.

“Are you two quite finished in there?” Shu raised his voice from the kitchen table. “I can hear you, you know.”

Giggling, Mika and I returned to the table to go over the preparations for the Tanabata festival.

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“Kanzaki-kun!” I shouted. “Stop pointing your sword at Hakaze-senpai.”

Souma lowered the sword slightly, turning his head towards me.

“But Y/n-dono-”

“No. Put it down. Now.”

He still hesitated, but Kanata put his hand on his shoulder.

“Hmmm, now is not the ‘time’, so~u~ma~,” he tilted his head and smiled. “y/n-chan and anzu-san are trying to ‘get’ things done~”

Souma shot another glare at Kaoru, who chuckled nervously, but sheathed his katana.

“Yes, Buchou-dono.”

I sighed, rubbing at my forehead. Tech run-throughs were the worst. Having nearly every unit in the school in the same place at the same time was next to impossible, so Anzu and I had organised it based on the student timetables. Of course, not all students in one unit were in the same grade, but we went with the majority. 

Unfortunately, that meant we had Ryuseitai, Akatsuki, Undead, and Valkyrie here at the same time. Anzu had been understanding enough to make sure fine was scheduled later in the day. An early confrontation between Tenshouin and Shu would not have been fun.

“Um, okay everybody, can we just have Undead on stage, please.” Anzu took advantage of the lack of weaponry to start the tech rehearsal. The stage cleared, the other units taking seats in the front row.

As Undead started to sing Gates of the Abyss, I made my way to stand in the tech booth. The members of the Broadcasting Committee gave me a nod before focusing on the lighting and sound.

I leaned against the wall, rubbing at my chest. I wasn’t sure if my meds were less effective lately, or if it was just the stress of the last few weeks catching up to me. I hadn’t said anything but the glares Shu kept sending in my direction told me he’d noticed something was wrong,

“Why are you overworking yourself, girl,” his glares seem to say. “I have no use for broken dolls and neither does Valkyrie.”

I sighed. A Broadcast Committee member shot me a questioning look, but I waved her off. I was fine.

After about half the song, the Broadcast Committee gave me the thumbs up, so I grabbed one of the mics as they cut the sound.

“Alright, thanks everyone, that’s all we need,” I explained. “Give your earpieces to the tech crew and you can head back to classes now.” Undead filed off the stage in an almost orderly fashion.

“Who’s next?” I asked Anzu, who had joined me in the tech booth. She pointed at the next name on the list as she scribbled down a note underneath Undead’s name.

“Okay,” I said into the mic. “Ryuseitai can you please make your way to the stage?”

From the tech booth, I saw both Tetora and Chiaki jump out of their seats, dragging their unit members with them.

“Kanata-senpai, please leave your spray bottle on your chair,” I said quickly, noticing the blue misting bottle in his hand. Kanata pouted but complied, waving his now empty hands at me to show me he’d put it down.

Ryuseitai’s run-through took a couple of songs to perfect their audio levels, but eventually, the tech team was satisfied.

Akatsuki’s rehearsal went quickly, the tech team quickly finding the correct audio levels.

“Alright, thank you Akatsuki,” I said. “Please return your headpieces to the tech crew and return to class. Valkyrie, you’re next.”

Mika jumped a little and Shu shook his head, pulling him out of his chair by his elbow. Mika stumbled a bit and a “Sorry Oshi-san” echoed through the mics. 

“Ehe,” Mika’s nervous laugh filtered through the sound system again, but he didn’t say anything else as he and Shu took their positions for Enthralling Theatre.

I had been watching them rehearse this every day for almost four weeks. It never got any less amazing. Shu’s movements led Mika across the stage as if he really was the marionette doll they were singing about. Even the tech crew was stunned. Even though they found the audio balance almost straight away, they let Valkyrie finish their performance.

“Thank you, return your headsets to the tech crew and return to class, please.”

Shu gave a sharp nod and Mika shot me a goofy grin.

I smiled. Tonight was going to be a performance worth seeing.

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My chest hurt from all the running around, preparing things for the Tanabata. I sighed, shaking my head as Hibiki-senpai’s blimp appeared in the sky and the crowd loudly cheered. At least I had prepared the paperwork in advance, though I’m sure Tenshouin would have paid any fines Wataru incurred.

Rubbing my chest, I moved to the wings of the stage to watch the performances. My work as a producer was mostly done—Anzu was taking the majority of the work onto herself, leaving me to supervise the units backstage. Not that that required much, this late in the year even the units consisting mainly of first-years knew the protocols.

There was nothing I could do except watch as Valkyrie rushed on stage to protect Ra*bits from fine. 

Their performance was spectacular. The tech rehearsal early was nothing compared to now, with the staging and lighting fully complete. Mika’s spins were perfectly timed with Shu’s movements—the illusion that Mika was moving as Shu’s puppet was near perfect. I could almost see the strings stretching from Shu’s fingers, connecting to Mika’s arms, the stage lights reflecting off the golden threads.

I could feel fine’s shock. They joined the audience in watching in silent wonder as Shu and Mika sang and danced, Shu’s art—no, Valkyrie’s art—reaching them after so long.

The lyrics of the piece Shu had been composing during our last study session echoed through my head.

Now, the song of their triumphant return shall resonate once again. The tale of the returning sovereign shall be heard once more.

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My heart was still beating fast from the adrenaline of Valkyrie’s performance as I dragged Kanata out of the fountain.

“Really, Senpai, you should know better!” I ranted, pulling him towards the stage. “You have a spray bottle for a reason!”

“Sorry, y/n-chan, i ‘forgot’ it,” Kanata smiled at me, letting me pull him along. I shook my head, pulling him in front of me and pushing him up the steps for the stage. 

“Just…don’t ruin the earpiece with your wet skin.”

“hehe,” Kanata giggled, patting me on the head. “y/n-chan ‘worries’ too much.”

I playfully slapped his hand away.

“Hurry up! Morisawa-senpai and the others are waiting for you!”

“i ‘know’. shu is ‘waiting’ for you too. hurry and ‘see’ him, okay?” With another closed-eye smile, he skipped onto the stage.

I paused, looking as Kanata joined the rest of Ryuseitai on stage against fine. That’s right…Shu had been lying by the fountain, recovering from the live. Mika was still backstage in case Valkyrie was called back for another performance—the Tanabata system ensured that all of the units would get a chance at first but once everyone had gone, it was randomised. It would be a while before Valkyrie would be called on stage again, but it was best to be prepared. 

But it was best to not leave Shu alone by the fountain. He might doze off, or worse—pass out. I had been busy all day and hadn’t been able to make sure Shu actually ate something at lunch instead of slaving over the finishing touches of the Valkyrie outfits. 

Maybe I should get him something sugary to drink…Performing with low blood sugar wouldn’t be the best idea Shu had ever had but then again, it wouldn’t be the worst one either. My mind helpfully supplied images of the time that Shu had decided that the only way to get through all of the costumes he needed to sew and his homework was to drink 3 cups of coffee and eat a chocolate croissant and proceeded to go into some sort of caffeine-fueled haze. Which was fine while he was in it…but the crash had been awful.

Needless to say, Shu was banned from coffee now.

Still, I picked up a juice from the nearest vending machine as I hurried back to the fountain. If Kanata had said Shu was waiting for me, there was probably something important he needed to tell me. My chest twinged again as I jogged to the fountain. I was going to have to see the doctor about my meds—clearly, they weren’t working properly anymore.

Shu was still lying by the fountain, in almost the same position he was in when I had forcibly dragged Kanata out of the fountain. I sat down by his head, placing the bottle of juice next to him.

“I didn’t know if you had eaten much today, so I thought I’d pick one up,” I explained, crossing my ankles and looking up at the stars. “If you don’t want it, I’ll just drink it.”

“Thank you.” Shu slowly swung himself into a sitting position, before taking a sip of the juice. “I had gotten so caught up in my preparations for tonight that lunch slipped my mind.”

I hummed in acknowledgement.

“At least you ate dinner, even if it wasn’t much.”

“I- yes. Kagehira was quite insistent.”

I nodded.

“He can be pretty stubborn at times, huh.” I giggled softly and turned to look at Shu.

He was already looking at me, an unreadable expression on his face.

“What? Do I have something on my face?” I asked.

Shu shook his head, but his hand moved forward a bit before he withdrew it and laid it on his lap.

“I suppose Kanata told you that I was waiting for you, didn’t he,” Shu asked, turning his gaze to the sky. I did the same, looking at the faint constellations.

“Yep~. Did you have something you wanted to tell me?”

“I…” He paused and took a deep breath, seemingly bracing himself. I frowned, worried. I didn’t want to speculate on what he was going to say but I was a little on edge.

“Y/n, I…have feelings…for you.” His gaze didn’t move from the stars above us but he shifted slightly closer to me as he spoke.

Wait, what.

“Pardon?” Surely I hadn’t heard correctly. He wasn’t going to say something like “feelings…of disgust” and play it off as a joke, right? Or worse, had the other Eccentrics put him up to this…had he somehow figured out that I liked him? I felt my heart rate start to rise as panic started.

Shu looked over at me, a light blush dusting his face.

“I like you, Y/n. I have tried to hint at it for quite some time but I…I am not the best at expressing it and I just ended up hurting you. I’m sorry…” He reached out a hand to caress my face. “Can you ever forgive me?”

My mouth opened slightly and I stared at him in shock. He…liked me? Shu, Shu Itsuki, former Emperor of Yumenosaki, my crush for the last year and a half, liked me back? I floundered, staring at him in silence, my heart beating in my ears.

Obviously, my silence was taken as something else—disgust, indifference—because Shu’s soft smile dropped and he began to move his hand from my face. Quickly, I snatched it, pushing it back against my face. Shu looked at me in shock, trying to understand what I was doing.

“Shu…I like you too…” I started. “I’ve liked you for so long…I never thought that you would like me back.” Tears began to well in my eyes and I tightened my grip on his hand.

“Y/n…” Shu gently wiped the tears from my eyes, both hands cupping my face. “Y/n…may I kiss you?”

I nodded frantically, closing my eyes and leaning in. My heart rate was so high, I could barely hear Shu’s breathing and he was two centimetres from my face. We were so close, our lips almost touching…

And then, everything went black.

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When I next opened my eyes, I was in the infirmary. Mid-morning sunlight streamed in through the windows, softly lighting the room. I blinked, pushing myself up into a sitting position. I rubbed at my eyes, clearing the sleep from them. I reached for the glass of water next to my bed, but couldn’t move my right hand.

I frowned, then looked down. Shu was tightly gripping my hand, his head resting on the side of the bed. He was in his practice clothes, his soft pink hair mussed from sleep. I smiled softly, running my left hand through his hair.

Shu liked me back.

Shu liked me back.

He liked me back and he was going to kiss me! And then I had to ruin the moment by passing out.

I groaned out loud, slamming my head back against the wall behind me. Stupid body, causing me to pass out at such an important moment! A tear of frustration trickled down my face and my hand stilled in Shu’s hair.

“Mghm…” A soft groan came from Shu and he slowly sat up. “Y/n!” He jerked upright, his eyes searching my face. “Are you alright? You suddenly passed out and I had to call Kiryu to come and carry you to the infirmary. Sagami-sensei said that you would be alright and I had to go back to the Tanabata with Kagehira.”

His grip tightened around my hand and I smiled tiredly at him.

“I’m fine, sen-...Shu. I’m just,” I leaned my head back against the wall again. “I knew my meds weren’t working properly. I’ve known for at least a week. But did I go get it checked out? Noooo~ I just had to stick it out. And now…I ruined it.”

Tears spilled down my face and I closed my eyes, wishing that I could disappear so that Shu didn’t have to see my tears.

I felt the bed shift underneath me and opened my eyes as Shu pulled me into his arms.

“Oh…mon chère…you didn’t ruin anything.” He gently stroked my hair as I sobbed harder. “Though, it pains me to hear that you knew that your medication wasn’t working and didn’t tell anyone. Though I know that it is a little hypocritical of me to talk about things like that.”

I nodded into his shoulder, my tears slowing as I listened to him talk.

“We have plenty of time, now that we’re both on the same page, yes?” Shu continued stroking my hair. “There is no need to rush, darling.” He softly kissed the top of my head.

We stayed like that for a while, Shu stroking my hair while I tightly squeezed him, my tears eventually stopping. Slowly, I pulled away, sniffling slightly.

“‘M sorry…I think I ruined your practice shirt.”

Shu smiled, handing me a tissue.

“It’ll wash out.”

The door opened with a slam.

“Oshi-san! Is she awake?”

Mika burst into the room with his usual amount of grace.

“Ngah, you are!”

“Even if she hadn’t been, you would have woken her, barging in here like that! What were you thinking, Kagehira?!?”

“Ahh sorry Y/n-chan…”

I laughed softly, blowing my nose.

“It's okay Mika-kun, I would have been overdue for a wake-up call anyway.”

“Mhm mhm! Anyway, its lunch so I brought’cha both something!” Mika smiled proudly, handing each of us a bento. “I promised Naru-chan I’d eat with her so see ya later!” And with a wave, he was gone as quickly as he came.

Sighing, I leaned against the bed frame, shuffling over as Shu moved next to me to wrap his arms around me. We sat there for a while, Mika’s bentos placed on the bedside table.

“Shu?” I asked.

“Yes, my love?”

I looked up at him but I didn’t meet his eyes.

“I know you said there’s no need to rush but…could we…maybe…kiss?” My voice got softer and softer as I went on but Shu’s soft smile encouraged me.

“Of course, mon chère.”

This time when our lips met, I didn’t pass out. The kiss was soft and unsure, but it was a kiss. And that was better than I could have imagined.

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“Ohoho~ Slave-chan, you’ll never believe what a little birdy just told me.”

I looked up from my paperwork to glare at Wataru. It was a few days after the Tanabata. Both Shu and Sagami-sensei had insisted that I take a few days off to recover and an appointment had been booked with my doctor to work out why my meds had stopped working correctly. But after only a few days, the paperwork had really piled up.

“Hibiki-senpai, I don’t have time for your dramatics right now. Can’t you see I’m busy?”

He chuckled.

“Fufu, I’m sure you are. But this was the most AMAZING~~✩ news,” he placed an elbow on the desk, cupping his face in his hand. “Are you sure you don’t want to hear it?”

I closed my eyes, briefly debating if murdering one of the Eccentrics would truly be a punishable crime. After all, if it was Wataru I would be ridding the world of a great nuisance, right? Maybe I would be free to complete paperwork without any distractions.

“What news did you hear, Senpai?”

Wataru clapped his hands.

“AMAZING~~✩ I knew you’d come around.” He was suddenly sitting on the desk next to me, instead of the seat across from me. He leaned in conspiratorially and I put down my pen to listen to him. “A little bird to me~ that a certain someone finally~ got their act together.”

I raised my eyebrows.

“You’re going to have to be a little more specific, Senpai. I’m not up-to-date with the school gossip.”

“Oya?” He twirled his braid around his finger. “I didn’t think I would need to be more specific when this piece of news involves you.”

I felt my face flush instantly. Shu and I hadn’t told anyone yet, how did Wataru know? Did Shu tell the Eccentrics already and just hadn’t let me know?

“Ah ah ah~ I can hear your thoughts racing! Don’t worry, Shu didn’t tell me. Like I said,” he gave an exaggerated wink. “A little bird told me.”

I groaned, slamming my head onto the pile of paperwork and homework in front of me. Wataru laughed merrily.

“Such a wonderful reaction! But, getting a reaction out of you is not the only reason I came here! I had hoped to find Shu-kun sewing away in here as well, but it appears its just you. Ah well,” he sighed, standing dramatically up from the desk. “I suppose I shall just have to tease him another time.”

“Tease me about what, Wataru?”

Wataru turned to face the doorway, hair nearly whacking me in the face as I lifted my head to see Shu standing in the doorway, a box of croissants in one hand and Mademoiselle resting on his other arm.

“Ah hah! So you have appeared Shu! Such a dramatic entrance rivals one of my own!” Wataru spun around the table, arms outstretched.

Shu sighed, walking into the room, placing Mademoiselle on her usual perch before sliding the box of croissants over to me.

“I got one for you. Feel free to start while I deal with this idiot.”

Wataru gasped.

“Is that any way to treat your friends, Shu?”

“Hmph. It’s certainly the way I treat annoyances.” He crossed his arms, staring Wataru down, which was kind of funny given how much shorter than Wataru Shu was. “Why are you in my clubroom Wataru? Surely you have an actual purpose other than being unnecessarily irritating.”

“But of course!” With a flourish, he pulled an envelope out of his hair. “For you and your dear Slave-chan~”

I looked up from my croissant.

“What is it?”

“An invitation…” Shu mused. “Really…what is the point of having mobile phones if you are just going to deliver these sorts of things in person?” He handed me the piece of paper. I read it over quickly.

“A party…? What for?”

“What for? My dear Slave-chan, it's a congratulatory party! From us Eccentrics to the two of you! Congratulations on saving us from another day of your pointless pining! Congratulations for finally getting your act together! Isn’t the power of love AMAZING~~✩?”

Shu let out a long-suffering sigh, but his face was slightly flushed.

“Fine. In order to spare Y/n and myself from any more of your shenanigans, we’ll agree to attend. Now, get out of my clubroom!”

Wataru smiled widely.

“Ah, I knew you’d come around! AMAZING~~✩” And he skipped out of the room a trail of rose petals falling to the ground behind him.

Shu sighed again, pressing a quick kiss to my cheek before sitting down next to me. I silently slid him the box of croissants.

“Ah, thank you, dear.”

I smiled, brushing the crumbs of my croissant off my paperwork.

“You know,” I said, as I started filling out the post-live paperwork. “I think this is the first time in nearly a year you went and got lunch all by yourself. Normally Mika-kun or I bring it to you.”

Shu hummed, carefully taking bites of his croissant.

“I guess…I wanted to do something for you instead.”

I stopped my paperwork to gape at him.

“What? Do you not believe me?” He asked as I stared at him.

“No, it's not that, I just can’t believe you said it out loud. Normally you’d be like ‘I’m perfectly capable of getting my own lunch!’ and then Mado-chan would pipe in, telling us something like ‘Shu-kun just wanted to make your life a little easier, Y/n-chan!’ y’know?”

There was a slight smile on Shu’s face from my attempts at mimicking his and Mademoiselle’s voices, but he glanced away from me.

“Well, if you prefer I can go back to that. It's just…” he paused, searching for the words. “I am trying to be clearer at communicating my feelings without Mademoiselle’s help.” ‘For you’ was left unspoken, hanging in the air around us.

He…was really serious about us, wasn’t he? Not that I had doubted him but we had only been dating for a few days and even though we’d spoken over the phone, today was the first day we had properly seen each other since the Tanabata.

I smiled at him.

“Thank you. I appreciate it.”

He smiled back and we kissed again, illuminated by the afternoon light streaming in through the clubroom window.

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“ReaLLY…do we haVE to uSE my secRET roOM for this…?” Natsume sighed as we watched as Wataru produced a disco ball and used his hair to attach it to the roof. Kanata laughed and clapped happily, while Rei and Shu were engaged in a rather heated discussion about the pros and cons of electric guitars and their proper place in music.

I laughed a little at Natsume’s forlorn expression, pouring him another glass of the punch he’d made earlier.

“Well, would you rather do this at someone’s house?” I asked. “The only person who lives close enough and has lax enough parental supervision is Shu and I believe this was supposed to be for him, so wouldn’t that defeat the purpose.”

Natsume took the glass from my hand and downed half of it in one gulp. I laughed harder.

“It’S noT juST foR yoU anD Shu-niiSAN,” he huffed. “It’S foR thE faCT we no lonGER haVE to watCH yoU pinE aftER eaCH otHER.”

“Hey~ I can’t disagree with you on my end but Shu pining? I can’t imagine that.”

Natsume looked at me with an expression of pure disappointment.

“No wonDER it toOK you twO so loNG to geT togetHER…” he muttered.

“Hey!”

He looked me dead in the eyes.

“LeT me recreATE a sceNE frOM the laST EccenTRICS meetING.” He cleared his throat and an imitation of Shu’s voice came out. “Ah, but I don’t deserve her. I’ve done nothing but cause her pain, just like the rest of Valkyrie…How could she ever look at me with love in her ey-”

“NATSUME!” Shu shrieked from the other side of the room. “Just what do you think you are doing?!?”

The rest of the Eccentrics burst out laughing. I looked at Shu’s embarrassed expression—his face redder than Valkyrie's stage costume, his eyes wide with fear—and I couldn’t help it. I started laughing too. Soon the room was filled with the wheezes of five people so far gone into laughter that the slightest thing set them off again. In the midst of it all, Shu stood arms crossed, pouting.

By the time we all managed to calm down, we were lying on the floor in the centre of the secret room, absolutely exhausted from our laughter.

Shu frowned down at me, hands on his hips.

“If you are quite finished, can we head home?”

I pouted up at him.

“Come on, we can stay a little longer right?”

All four of the Eccentrics on the floor turned to Shu with pleading eyes. He sighed.

“Fine…fine…we can stay.”

We all cheered and Shu rolled his eyes as he lay down on the floor next to me. I turned so I was on my side, facing him.

“Hey.”

He smiled softly.

“Hello.”

Before either of us knew it we were kissing again, ignoring our surroundings even as Wataru cheered, Rei wolf-whistled, Natsume groaned, and Kanata giggled.

A perfect ending to a perfect day.

[seangelfish]

Love under the moonlight

[Sub] Kanata Shinkai x [Fem!] Reader

Genre/s: Smut (NSFW), fluff.

Word count: 1,352

Content warnings: creampie, handjob, riding, soft sex, vanilla sex.

A/N: This is a continuation from my previous fic “Little gifts” (fluff). I suggest you read that first, but it’s alright if you don’t! I love Kanata so much, I’m just going to write more NSFW fics of him from now on. My lover…

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

“Let’s stay like this for a while,” he whispered, holding your body close to him. “No one will ‘see’ us anyway, so don’t worry.”

The two of you had fell onto the sand, but luckily for you, Kanata took most of the impact. You laid on his chest obediently, not wanting to fight him by getting up. His arms were wrapped around your waist as he sang you a little lullaby.

As your ear rested on his chest, you could hear how his heartbeat matched yours. It was a soothing sound alike the ocean waves that glistened within the moonlight. It was a beautiful scenery just for the two of you to enjoy.

He looked at the ocean with you as your legs began to interlock with his.

“The ocean looks beautiful at night,” you commented in awe.

“Mmm,” he agreed, playing with your hair. “Just like you~”

You smiled at this. You lifted your body just a bit so you could reach his lips. Your hands made their way to cup his cheeks as you kissed him passionately. He kissed you back almost immediately, greedily wanting more.

He kept your body in place, as close to him as possible. You continued to kiss his lips which were so soft that you just couldn’t resist biting them. He whined in response, but it wasn’t as if he didn’t like it.

He could feel his pants getting tighter and tighter by the second, and you could too. You felt it poke your clothed crotch, so you decided to tease him by rubbing your bodies together a little bit.

“(Y-Y/N)…” he groaned.

“Yes, my love?”

You watched the moonlight brighten his adorable, pretty face. He looked at you submissively as if to tell you how badly he wanted it. It was surprising though because he usually took on the dominant role when it came to sex, but you didn’t mind. He has done a lot for you after all, so you should thank him with this.

He slipped off the straps to your dress as you moved your underwear out of the way. Then you unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, pulling them halfway down to reveal his boxers. You touched his clothed cock to find it slightly damp.

“Aww, darling, were you that excited?” you cooed.

Kanata smiled at you sweetly which instantly melted your heart. “Yes~” he admitted. “But (Y/N), I want you so bad right now… can you please not ‘tease’ me?”

“You always tease me when you’re doing it,” you reminded him. “Probably even worse than what I’m doing right now.”

He giggled, not denying the fact that he is kind of a cheek when he’s dominating you. But you did want him to be inside you already, so you pulled his boxers down and out popped his hard on.

You toyed with it for a bit, finding your fingers wrapped around it, rubbing it playfully. Kanata would softly moan here and there, but you wanted him to be a bit more louder than that.

You positioned yourself, holding his cock close to your pussy and then slowly inserting it in. You let out a soft gasp as you began to ride him at a moderate pace. You had already unbuttoned his shirt at this point, your hands running down his chest.

He gripped onto your thighs as he let out several soft moans. You bent down for another kiss which he returned immediately, breathing into your mouth as you continued to move into him.

“(Y-Y/N)…” he moaned. “Ah… mmm…”

“Are you enjoying this~?” you murmured in his ear.

He nodded, cheeks heating up.

“Yes, it feels good…” he mumbled. “I like ‘this.’”

You beamed, “So you like it when I ride you?”

Both your chests were touching with one of his hands on your back, and another on your bottom. You had wrapped your arms around his neck where sand began to attach itself to you. Little slaps between your flesh could be heard.

“Yes…” he answered quietly. “We should do this more ‘often’… though I do like it better when I’m in the lead~”

The two of you chuckled at this. Kanata was pretty good at taking the lead after all. He would always leave you messy.

“I do like that too,” you said. “But it’s my turn tonight.”

You started to bounce yourself up and down his cock a little bit faster. He watched you with love in his eyes, his cheeks heating up as you went. Giving you a little kiss on the cheek, you continued with your movements.

You could feel the hardness of his cock inside you, and it felt so good. You wanted more of him, you wanted to be even closer. You grind him even more, saliva forming in your mouth.

“Ah… Kanata…” you breathed. “Ahhh…”

He held you in place, not wanting you to leave. You immediately came on his dick, soaking it in the process.

“Hah…” he moaned. “Good girl~”

You were out of breath, but you knew he hadn’t come yet, and you wanted him to.

“Are you okay?” he asked you. “I’ll take over if you’re tired.”

“No, I’m fine. I want to do this. I can go on for hours, you know that.”

He laughed, but once you began to bounce again, his laugher instantly turned into more moans. Your face was already heated, and you had already came, but you just wanted more of him, you wanted him to come in you, you wanted him to scream your name.

The ocean was quiet now, but you could still hear the waves. Most of the sound came from your lovemaking. It was lucky that this part of the beach was secluded from the general public.

You pulled your dress down even more so he could see how lovely your breasts sat. You guided his hands to where they were, giving him permission to play with them.

“Haha, you’re so ‘cute’,” he giggled. He would usually play with your body when he was in control, so you never really guided him to places like these yourself.

“Don’t embarrass me,” you demanded, but a chuckle escaped your lips too quickly.

Making love with Kanata was always fun and wholesome. It was never too rough unless you wanted it to be.

He caressed your breasts gently, circling your nipples playfully. You continued to ride him, moaning out his name. After a while, you made him suck on your breasts and this was when he began to moan even louder.

“Mmm… ahhh… (Y/N)… I’m going to come…” he warned.

“It’s okay,” you replied sweetly. “You can come inside…”

As if his face couldn’t get more redder, he obliged. He gripped your ass as you got ready. With a loud moan of your name, he shot his load into you. You could feel it swimming inside you, warm and silky.

“Hah…” he went. “(Y/N)…”

“Mmm… mmmm….” you whined, as you pulled yourself up from him, cum dripping from your hole.

His wet dick went limp when you left him, but he was satisfied, and so were you.

“Ah… you were ‘fantastic’…” he praised, kissing your forehead. “I love you so much, (Y/N).”

You laid your head on his chest, too tired to look up and speak. “Mhmm… I love you… too… Kanata…”

You usually lasted an hour or two at best, but for some reason, you couldn’t tonight. Maybe it was the atmosphere, being outside and all.

He smiled at your figure on top of him, and hugged you gently.

“Come on, let’s get you ‘cleaned’,” he stated. “We might get in ‘trouble’ if we don’t get back to the dorms in time~”

You let him clean you up with the ocean’s water. The aftermath really was messy, but he was happy that the two of you were able to do it by the sea.

Slipping your dress back on, Kanata cupped your cheek and kissed your lips with a smile. Your hand intertwined with his as the two of you headed back into the dorms, both feeling good and sweet.

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To Midori,

Your hand in marriage right now, this instant! I have the wedding planned out already, I just need the groom.

Just kidding of course! Marriage sounds like a pain. I don't think I'm "marriage material" anyways. Though not in marriage, I'd love to have your hand. To hold, of course. I'd like to hold your hand.

I feel like your hand would be definitely much larger than mine. I like that though, seems cute. Maybe even a little rough from your work in your family's shop. Now that I think about it, being this fixated on someone's hand sounds weird, haha, my bad.

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