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[dantelionwishes]

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Little gift for @dantelionwishes !

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[gernades]

Ace is gone. He’s been gone for five weeks. 

Nancy has had a lot of time to think. 

She sees the places where he used to be- the kitchen, his house, the spot in his driveway where Florence is always parked- and can’t stop looking at them. 

“Nancy?” 

Nancy blinks and looks up. Ace’s mother is watching her, hands resting on the dough, eyes concerned. “Are you okay?” 

Today they’re making babka-chocolate bread, braided in sections and glazed with egg wash. Nancy looks down. She’s not very good at braiding, but it mostly looks like Rebecca’s dough. 

“I’m fine,” she says, a half-smile working its way across her face. “It’s just been a long week.” Another week without Ace.  She doesn’t know why she’s here, in his house- in his kitchen- but Rebecca doesn’t seem to mind. She never has.

Nancy’s here every other day, now. They’ve made bread and biscuits and a dozen Jewish desserts that Nancy is now addicted to. 

Sometimes, Thom joins them. 

( “He’s taken quite the shine to you,” Rebecca whispers on one such day, eyes sparkling. “He’s not like this with everyone.” 

Nancy doesn’t bring up the ASL textbooks sitting new and shiny on her desk at home. 

Talking about me again, Thom signs over his shoulder, and Rebecca laughs, flicks him on the shoulder. )

Now, Rebecca gently sets down her dough and wipes her fingers off on her apron. “Do you want to talk about it?” 

No, thank you, is Nancy’s knee jerk reaction. She pauses before letting the words come out. She’s been doing that more often, as of late. Sana-her therapist- would be proud. 

Nancy purses her lips and drags a finger through the loose flour on the counter. “It’s nothing, really. I’m just… going through a lot with my dad’s business, and... I can’t help but feel like I’m never going to be happy again.” 

The last part she doesn’t mean to say out loud. “I’m sorry,” Nancy says immediately, and lifts her head up. “That was…” 

“Oh, honey,” Rebecca whispers. Her eyes are shiny. “I don’t know exactly what’s been going on, but I can tell that it’s been hard on you. You’ve always been so strong. Just like your mother.” 

“Hm,” Nancy manages, throat tight and vision blurry. When Rebecca bustles around the table and wraps her arms around her, she doesn’t pull away. 

Rebecca smells like soap and rosemary: she is warm and accepting and she makes Nancy’s heart hurt less. This will have to end eventually, but she can’t help but lean into it anyway.

                                                              *** 

“You’ve been spending a lot of time out of the house,” Carson remarks later that night. 

They’re sitting at the dinner table, doing their best to eat what is supposed to be spaghetti, courtesy of Ryan. He’s still learning how to use basic appliances: his cooking is dangerous.

 Nancy wrinkles her nose and stabs at a coagulated lump of pasta. 

“Yeah. Nothing bad. I’ve just been… baking.” 

Ryan hums and shoves a forkful of food into his mouth. Nancy and Carson watch in amazement as he gets it down without gagging. “You’re really good at it, too. That, uh, chocolate croissant thingy you brought home yesterday was amazing.” 

Nancy raises an eyebrow, amused. “The rugelach?” 

Ryan jabs his fork into the air. “Yes. So good.” 

“Spending time with Rebecca, I gather?” Carson’s voice is light and free of judgement. Before the whole Wraith thing, Nancy would have pulled up her walls, deflected the conversation. 

It’s a little different now, though, so Nancy just nods. “It’s just... nice to have someone to talk to who’s normal.” 

Carson sighs and rubs her shoulder. “I understand that completely.” 

“Hey,” Ryan states, expression pinched, “is pasta supposed to make my stomach bubbly?” 

Nancy and Carson exchange a long, tired look. 

They take Ryan to the ER for food poisoning. 

                                                              *** 

George slams a palm down onto the table. Her engagement ring sparkles in the afternoon light. Nancy jumps. “It’s been quiet, Drew. Too quiet. I don’t trust it.” 

Nancy takes a long look around the Claw. It’s nearly packed to the brim with customers- their Yelp ratings have skyrocketed since the staff have actually started working again. “This is your idea of quiet?” 

George groans and slides into the opposite booth. “You know what I mean. We’ve had nothing supernatural happen for almost a month. It’s driving me crazy.” 

“Good,” Nancy replies mildly, and takes another bite of her crab roll. “I’m taking a sabbatical from sleuthing.” 

Sana was the one to suggest a break from anything stressful- like sports or large events! Avoiding murder and possession via the paranormal probably isn’t what her therapist means, but Nancy can read between the lines. 

George screeches. Half the restaurant turns to look at them. They turn back when they see who it is. 

“What?” She narrows her eyes and leans in. “Okay. I never thought I’d live to see the Hero of Horseshoe Bay gives herself a break.” She crosses her arms. “I’m proud of you, Nancy.” 

Nancy’s heart hums. She sends George a grateful smile. “Thanks.” 

George smiles back. “Your lunch break was over ten minutes ago, by the way. I need you to clean out the grease traps.” 

Nancy’s smile drops. 

The grease traps are gross, hard work. They’re also the last normal thing Nancy did with Ace, which is equal parts sad and amusing. 

She grits her teeth and scrubs her cloth against the dirty metal. At least it’s cool here, in the kitchen, and away from the always-prying eyes of customers. 

The bell above the restaurant door tinkles faintly. Nancy sighs and dips her rag into the bucket of degreaser. 

Bess screams, high-pitched and excited. “Ace!” 

Nancy stands up so quickly that she knocks the bucket onto its side. No way. 

He can’t be back- it’s too soon, too late. Nancy needs to think more. If he’s back, she can’t go to his house again, can she?

Heart pounding, she creeps over to the window and peers into the restaurant. He’s surrounded by Bess and George- and, after a moment, Nick jogs in from the parking lot, smile blinding. 

Nancy wants to go see him. She does. Her feet seem to have other ideas, though. She can’t seem to move at all. 

Ace looks good. His hair is longer, and sun-bleached; his skin is tanned. Even from this distance Nancy can see the new freckles on his face. 

There’s a leather jacket, black and tight around his shoulders- and two new silver studs in his ears. He’s smiling. He looks happy.

 Nancy’s chest aches. 

“Hey,” she hears him say to George, “Where’s Nancy?” 

Nancy takes a half step backwards. 

“Cleaning the grease traps in the kitchen,” George replies, spreading her arms in a grand gesture. “The best job in the world.” 

Ace laughs. 

Nancy runs. 

She doesn’t really run- she simply makes a strategic, tactical retreat into the staff room and out the back door. 

There’s no time to overthink it- not yet, her brain and heart agree. Not yet. 

Nancy thanks her former self for parking her car at the very edge of the lot. Nobody notices as she pulls out onto the road, a full two hours before her shift is supposed to end. 

Ooh, she’s a little runaway! Bon Jovi croons on the radio. Daddy’s girl learned fast- 

Nancy grits her teeth and pushes her foot against the accelerator. 

All those things he couldn’t say! Ooh, she’s a little runawa-

Nancy spins the radio dial with fumbling fingers, and spends the rest of her drive listening to germanic opera. 

“Shit.” 

                                                               *** 

“Jesus,” Ryan says when he opens the front door. “You look worse than I do, and I spent three hours getting my stomach pumped last night.” 

Nancy pushes past him without a word. 

Ryan’s voice lowers, softens. “Nancy. Hey.” He reaches out, gently wraps a hand around her wrist. She stops walking. “What’s wrong?” 

“Nothing,” Nancy says, but her words come out wobbly, uneven. 

Ryan scoots a little closer. “Okay, well… that’s a lie.” 

Nancy snorts. “Ace is back.” 

Ryan smiles, relieved. “That’s great!” He pauses. “Isn’t it?” When she says nothing, he squints his eyes, searches her face. “Oh,” he says finally. “I see.” 

Nancy stiffens, alarmed. “How did you-,” 

Ryan sighs and taps his cheek. “We make the same kind of face, you know. Genetics and all that.” 

“Shit,” Nancy says again, and tries very hard not to sink through the floor. 

“Don’t worry,” Ryan promises. “I wont say anything.”

“What’s going on?” 

Ryan and Nancy turn to face Carson, who is wrapped in a purple robe, fresh out of the shower. He takes one look at the expression on Nancy’s face and rushes over. “Is there another entity-,” 

“No,” Nancy says vehemently. She drops her head onto his shoulder, breathes in the smell of his aftershave. “I’m just not feeling well.” 

Neither of her dads press her for more- they simply stand like that, the three of them, for a very long time. 

                                                              *** 

        George: where the hell are u?? 

        George: hello? nancy?

        George: are u ok

        Bess: ACE IS BACK!!!! :D

        Bess: wait where r u 

        Nick: Did something happen? 

        Ace: hey. i just got back. where are you? 

“No,” Nancy says softly, and turns off her phone. “I am not good.” 

She needs a plan. Something to protect herself, and to spare everyone from the complications that one-sided feelings often bring. It’s been a good five weeks, if she doesn’t include the whole Ace thing. It’s been peaceful. Happy. 

She doesn’t want to ruin that. 

Nancy draws her knees up to her chest and stares out the window. I think I’ll just have to pretend. It’s either that, or avoiding Ace altogether- which would be impossible.

No more baking with Rebecca and Thom, either. That hurts more than Nancy wants to admit- but she’s already made up her mind. She’ll keep her feelings on the back burner, and do her best to keep things normal. 

With a sigh, she stands, and goes upstairs to take a much-needed nap. 

She dreams again. It’s the same one she’s been having every night for the past five weeks.

Nancy dreams of silk and cigarette smoke- because Ace always has to light one up after he has a joint- and of the ocean. The waves lap at the shore, rhythmic and quiet. It’s peaceful, here. Safe.

She dreams about a cliff, soft grass: warm, roving hands and a familiar mouth against her own. If she calls out his name in her sleep, that’s her problem.

 If she wakes up sweaty and teary-eyed, that’s her problem, too.

[azbagans]

Stuck With You

Pairing: Zak Bagans x Reader

Summary: Stuck in quarantine with Zak is slowly driving you both insane, but a minor argument brings things back into perspective. (Inspired heavily by “Stuck with U” By Ariana Grande & Justin Bieber.)

Warnings: None (basically fluff central with minor hints of angst.)

Lately you and Zak had been bumping heads, and honestly you couldn’t pin point why. Problems were a rare occurrence in your relationship, and in the case you were to argue it would be because you were upset at how careless he could be when taunting spirits or whatever it might have been. You only argued because sometimes he wouldn’t even tell you about it, so you’d find out when you watched the episode air, which was the frustrating part. 

However, that wasn’t the case this time, because he had to postpone any planned investigation for the time being since the coronavirus forced states to lockdown, urge citizens to stay home, and social distance. Truly, the first few weeks weren’t all that bad. You both had missed spending time together, so you both enjoyed spending time together. Learning new meals to cook, having him assist any baking you wanted to try, cuddling up and watching movies and TV shows, or playing with Gracie out in the backyard. This was the soft domestic side you missed Zak showing, and it was comforting for you both. 

Of course Zak was often FaceTiming Aaron, Billy, and Jay as they did their best to work from home either on editing old footage or planning for future renovations for Zak’s Haunted Museum. Honestly, sometimes they were simply just joking around with each other as they talked about everything and nothing all at once. 

“Babe, you forgot to refill Gracie’s bowl.” You sighed as you refilled both Gracie’s water bowl and food bowl while you were at it. He was recently deep into who knew what, typing away on his laptop, calling the crew, and obliviously to you some producers too. “I’m sorry y/n, I’m a bit busy.” Zak sighed from the living room, where he sat with his laptop being used to arrange certain things, as well as his cellphone pressed to his ear thanks to his shoulder. 

You had noticed he stopped putting calls on speaker, and spoke softer when you were around, which grew to annoy you. Of course you trusted him, the annoying part was that he clearly didn’t trust you. A soft sigh left your lips as you rolled your eyes and entered the kitchen, making sure all the dirty dishes were around, if not in the sink, before starting to wash the dishes. How there was such a pile of dirty dishes in a household of two was absolutely beyond you. If you didn’t know any better, you’d even suggest a spirit had been helping make the mess. 

The sound of your phone ringing drew you from your thoughts, sighing as you dried one hand quickly to pick up the phone. Using your shoulder to keep the phone in place as you returned to washing the dishes. “Hello?” You responded, setting a now clean plate on the dish rack. “Hello y/n, I hope I didn’t call at a bad time.” Nancy’s voice came through, smiling at the sound of Zak’s mother’s voice. 

“No! Not at all Nancy, just washing a few dishes. How are you doing?” You responded softly as your hands became a soapy mess. “I’m doing just fine honey, thank you. I hope being locked up hasn’t caused Gracie a problem,” Nancy responded with a soft laugh. “No, not at all! We play with her in the backyard often, she still enjoys the outdoors at least.” You laughed, relaxing slightly at the news that she was indeed healthy and well. 

Meanwhile, Zak had been typing away on his laptop to put together a rough draft for their investigation. “No, that won’t be necessary. We’ll handle all the filming. The security cameras will help us make sure we get absolutely everything, so we won’t need anyone else but us four.” Zak finalized with their producer. He, Aaron, Jay, and Billy had agreed to quarantine themselves within his haunted museum for two weeks. It took them some convincing before Zak was able to get everyone on board with the investigation. Zak had grown restless, and he couldn’t just stay home. 

Of course the investigator loved being home with y/n and Gracie, it was relaxing and peaceful, definitely something he had needed. However, he was now ready to get back into work mode, which was challenging considering their ‘stay at home’ order had just been made longer. He was yet to tell y/n, not that he meant to hide it from her, but they had enough with their petty arguments lately. Surely, this would only be the cherry on top.

“So what can I do for you, Nancy?” You asked with a small smile as you were drying your hands, having finished washing the dishes during your small talk. “Well, I was hoping to get in touch with Zak? He hasn’t been answering my calls and I had some questions for the new investigation.” Nancy responded, you grew confused as you let Gracie outside, following her into the backyard. “I’m sorry, he’s been rather busy on the phone lately. He’s on the phone as we speak.” You explained, a small frown on your face as you sat down on the grass. “New investigation?” You questioned.

“Ah, I figured. I just wanted to check in and make sure things were sorted for their new quarantine location. I can’t believe they are going to stay in the museum for the next two weeks.” Nancy sighed, oblivious to the fact that her son hadn’t told you yet. “But anyway, please have him call me as soon as he can? It was nice talking to you, y/n.” Nancy bedded her goodbye. “Of course Nancy, take care.” You responded, hanging up shortly after. 

Zak was going to stay at the museum? You weren’t sure what bothered you the most. The fact that Zak hadn’t even told you yet, the fact that none of the boys had told you either, or how stupid that idea even was. You knew the paranormal was Zak’s life, and you respected that, but you worried for him endlessly. He tended to be a little too ambitious when taunting, or exploring dangerous grounds with demonic or poltergeist activity. “Hey, my favorite girls are hanging out without me?” You heard Zak approach you, as you were torn from your thoughts while watching Gracie bark and chase after a squirrel. 

“Hard to tell,” you muttered as you crossed your arms over your chest. Zak sighed as he took a seat beside you, the outdoor scene of the backyard would have been peaceful and relaxing, had it not been for the tension between the pair. “Babe, we can’t go on this way.” Zak frowned as he glanced your way, though you hadn’t met his gaze. “I agree. You know, I was wondering what I did to make you avoid me so much. When were you going to tell me?” You responded, your voice a bit hoarse as you fought back a few tears. 

Zak wasn’t sure how you’d found out, but he figured it hadn’t mattered much. A sigh leaving his lips as he watched you with a soft gaze, “I’m sorry y/n. Honestly I wasn’t sure the others would even agree, and working with production to approve has been a nightmare. I didn’t want to spark another argument in case it wasn’t even approved.” Zak explained, knowing he should have told her sooner. Zak knew you’d be worried and upset, angry even, but he wasn’t expecting your response at all.

“I don’t get it.. Do you not want to be around me anymore? Am I not making you happy? I just don’t.. understand..” You frowned as your eyes began to water, blurring your vision slightly. “What? No! Where did you even get that from?” Zak frowned as he gently reached for your hands, taking them into his. This wasn’t at all the response he had imagined, and some how, it hurt ten times worse. Seeing you cry was something he never wanted to see. 

“Why else would you want to lock yourself in your museum? For two weeks? Surrounded by the most deadliest and cursed objects on Earth, Zak why are you doing this?!” You asked, the hurt in your voice audible as some tears slid down your cheeks, doing your best to blink away any others. “Y/n, sweetheart…” Zak sighed as he gently let your hands go, to instead cup your face gently, his thumbs wiping your tears away. “I’m so sorry, that’s not at all why we decided to do this. I figured it would give us something to do and considering the fights we’ve been having, it would give you some space. I know I haven’t been the best boyfriend lately,” Zak explained with a frown on his face as he gazed into your eyes. “But I love you, y/n. I love being around you, even when you run that smart pretty mouth of yours.” Zak reassured with a small smile, before pressing a soft yet sweet kiss to your lips. 

The tension slowly began to ease away, as you relaxed under his touch, kissing back. The contact being something you had missed the last few days after petty disputes. “I love you too Zak. I’m sorry I’ve been so petty lately.” You sighed softly before pouting, “What on Earth am I supposed to do without you the next two weeks?” You selfishly asked, though of course you were only teasing. 

“Don’t worry babe, you’re stuck with me the rest of this quarantine after that. Whether you want to be or not,” He joked towards the end, a soft laugh leaving your lips as he wrapped his arms around you. He brought you into his chest as you now sat on his lap, your head resting on his shoulder. 

“I’m stuck with you, Bagans. Go ahead and drive me insane, its just you and me.” You responded with a small smile, an arm around his neck as you leaned upward a bit and pressing a soft kiss to his lips, Gracie soon running onto your lap as you both shared a laugh. 

There’s no where else you’d rather be.

[lilacmoon83]

Dreaming Out Loud

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Chapter 111: Shadows of Evil

"Terrible News!" Leroy cried, as he hurried in with the other dwarves following him.

"Leroy...what is it?" David questioned.

"There's trouble in town. There's this kid flying around and he's got some shadowy thing with him," Leroy reported.

"And the shadowy thing is ripping shadowy things from people. And the people aren't getting back up," Happy added.

"One of them did," Doc reminded.

"Oh yeah, one guy got back up, but he wasn't the same," Happy added.

"His eyes were glazed and it looked like he was in a trance or something," Leroy confirmed.

"Pan…" Rumple growled.

"And the shadowy things?" Snow asked.

"The one doing the ripping is Pan's shadow. It does his bidding and rips the shadows from others," Rumple answered.

"Does it kill them?" David asked.

"If the shadow is not reunited with the body...then yes, the body will begin to decay. A shadow is akin to a person's soul," Rumple explained.

"Wait...are you saying we could have decaying bodies walking aimlessly around Storybrooke?" Neal asked.

"Not aimlessly...without a soul, they will be under Pan's control and terrorize the living so Pan can rip their shadows as well. They will have to be put down," Rumple replied.

"Rumple? We cannot put people down! Can't they be reunited with their shadow?" Belle asked.

"If we get them before the souls are consumed," Rumple replied.

"Consumed?" Emma asked.

"Yes...that's how Pan and his lost boys stay young. They consume the shadows or souls of people. The younger the person...the longer it sustains them. And if that person has magic...it's like giving Pan a hundred extra lives like a character in one of Henry's video games," Rumple answered.

"The baby…" Persephone muttered. He nodded curtly.

"The baby is pretty much his ticket to eternal life, though Henry or Emma would also nearly get him there as well," he said.

"But Henry doesn't have magic," Regina said, as she put her arms around her son.

"No, but he is born of two very significant bloodlines. Mine, which is riddled in dark magic and Snow and Charming's, which is the direct opposite and rooted in light magic," Rumple reminded.

"Anyone in Persephone's bloodline would add significant years to his youth," Hades agreed.

"So these soulless people that have already had their shadows consumed are just going to wander town and attack people?" Neal questioned.

"I'm afraid so," Rumple confirmed.

"So essentially, they're like zombies," Emma said.

"They don't eat brains, but it's a fairly accurate comparison," Rumple answered.

"Because we needed zombies. We didn't have enough problems as it is," Regina spat bitterly.

"How do we stop him?" Snow asked.

"You don't. You're not going anywhere near this," Persephone protested.

"Mother...I'm not just going to sit back and let Pan reign terror on my town without trying to stop him," Snow protested.

"Snow...it's too dangerous. You need to stay with the baby," Eli said.

"Our baby has Granny and Red to protect him while we deal with this. And Nana Demeter," Snow reminded, as she looked at her step-father.

"Papa Hades…" she said, with pleading eyes.

"Oh, don't look at me like that," he complained and then sighed, as he waved his hand. Gone were hers and David's formal clothing and it was replaced with their warrior clothing, complete with the weapons.

"What the hell?" Persephone questioned her husband.

"You know they're just going to follow us anyway," he argued and she rolled her eyes, a signal that she knew he was right.

"We're coming too," Emma said, as she looked at Regina. The Queen gave them all Storybrooke clothing and weapons as well.

"What about me?" Henry asked.

"Oh hell no, kid. You're staying with Red," Emma replied, as Henry pouted. Persephone sighed and gave herself, Eli, Robert, James, and Hades a change of clothing as well.

"Let's go…" she said, reluctant to take her family into this, but knew they would refuse to stand on the sidelines when it came to protecting their people.

"Need some extra help?" Lancelot asked, as he stepped forward and David smiled, as they shook hands. The exchange was unknowingly witnessed by Arthur, who seemed very intrigued.

"Of course," David agreed.

"We will help as well," Mulan said, as she stepped forward and shed her helmet. The fiery redhead, armed with a bow, agreed with a nod.

"Let me guess...you're Merida," Henry said. She smiled.

"I am...how did you know that?" she asked.

"I like stories," the boy answered simply.

"I'm not sure what a zombie is...but I doubt they like ice. I'm in too," Elsa said, as she hugged her sister, who was going to stay behind.

"Go Red...there's enough of us to stay with the children. They'll need you," Granny said. Red nodded and shed her cloak.

"Let's move out," Rumple said, as he prepared to lead the fight against his own deranged father.

~*~

People ran and screamed and he found himself screaming, as he watched the shadowy creature literally rip something shadowy from a man. The man screamed in agony as he did it and then fell dead to the ground.

"What the hell is this…" Landon uttered, as he hid under a table on the patio and watched the spectacle with curious horror. And if watching shadows be ripped from people wasn't horrible enough, he watched in disbelief as the man floating in the sky seemed to suck the shadow up and consume the apparition through his olfactory senses.

"It's not enough," he heard the boy tell another boy that looked to be slightly older.

"Adults never are...especially non magical ones," the older boy confirmed. Adding horror to the whole unbelievable situation, the former detective watched one man, who had his shadow ripped from him, stand up suddenly. But the look in his eyes was glazed and his monotone stare indicated that something was definitely off.

"I need children…" Pan stated.

"Well, with all the realms united now, gathering them should be easy," Felix confirmed. Pan smirked and pulled out his wooden flute.

"Yes…" he agreed, but just as he was about to play the instrument, a fireball hit the object and destroyed it. Pan looked down to find his son there, along with many others that would attempt to stop him. He smirked and lowered himself to the ground.

"Hello son…" he hissed, as he looked at the rest of them.

"Where's the new babe?" he questioned, as he looked at Snow.

"You know...I felt him the minute he was born. I haven't felt magic like that in a very long time. I think twenty-nine years to be exact," Pan added and David's eyes narrowed.

"Is he talking about Emma?" he questioned to Gold.

"I'm afraid so. His life's mission is to preserve his youth and children do that best. It's why he lures them to Neverland," Rumple answered.

"Yes...and no one escapes Neverland," Pan added.

"I did," Neal challenged and Pan chuckled.

"Oh, you think you escaped?" the demon countered and Neal frowned.

"I let you go, Baelfire…" he revealed.

"Why? Because I'm your grandson?" Neal questioned.

"Oh no...I abandoned Rumple when he was very young. I would have thought nothing of eating your soul, but I knew what you would go on to do...or rather who you would go on to spawn," he continued.

"Henry…" Neal uttered.

"No way psycho...there's no way you're getting anywhere near our son," Emma growled.

"He'll make a nice addition to my lifespan, but it's your baby brother that's the key to my immortality," he replied. David drew his sword and pointed it at the evil being.

"You're not getting anywhere near our son," the prince growled.

"He's right...you're severely outnumbered and out magicked," Persephone concurred. Pan chuckled.

"You can't kill me…" he claimed.

"And why the hell not?" Emma countered.

"Go ahead...take your best shot," Pan tempted, as Regina took his bait and tossed a fireball at him. It engulfed him in a fiery display and Snow gasped, as they saw a charred and burned Pan when the smoke cleared. It was a gruesome sight and while Snow turned away to hide her eyes in Charming's shoulder, Regina smirked smugly. But her mirth faded, as they watched in disbelief. They burned and charred skin melted away and Pan shook the ash out of his hair, as he was not only alive, but completely unharmed.

"That smarted...I don't let people do that very often," he boasted.

"How?" David questioned, as his eyes were wide. Pan smirked.

"Because a person's shadow essentially contains a person's soul. Normal, non-magic people become zombie-like creatures and die if not reunited quickly with their shadows," Rumple reminded.

"But for Pan, without his shadow attached to him, he cannot be killed. And because he has consumed so many shadows...they sustain his physical being. He can only die when he cannot consume shadows or we destroy his shadow," The Dark One continued.

"Which would essentially be his soul," Mulan surmised, catching on to the concept.

"And finding souls to sustain me just got a bit easier with this grand United Realms. When you're all sleeping in your beds, I'll lure the children of Storybrooke and all the realms to me," Pan said.

"The hell you will," David growled, as he drew his sword. Pan smirked and they watched, as dozens of ragged looking boys landed behind Pan from the sky.

"Who are they?" Snow asked.

"The Lost Boys...Pan's victims. Do not let their cherub faces fool you...they are without their souls," Rumple warned.

"Then how come they aren't zombie-like?" Neal asked his father.

"Because that's what happens to adults. For children, once their shadows are consumed by Pan, they become the lost, completely loyal and subservient to Pan. Do not hesitate to kill, for they are savage," Rumple responded.

"Surely they can be saved?" Snow questioned.

"They might as well already be dead," Rumple refuted, as the boys moved in and attacked with savagery that they had rarely seen, not even from grown soldiers in their time fighting George's and Arawn's armies in both time lines.

"Spread out...don't let them seek out any children or anymore shadows!" Persephone called, as they spread out to protect the town.

Though she loathed it, Elsa used her ice powers to subdue the ones she could, while Regina didn't hesitate to turn them to ash. Mulan and Merida joined Lancelot in a more conventional, but no less effective fight, as they engaged in hand to hand combat.

Snow threaded an arrow and hit one boy in the chest, which disturbed her greatly, as he fell lifeless to the ground. Another boy glared at her and flew over her, before diving down on her husband. She gasped, as David's back was turned, while fighting another boy off and she called out to him.

"DAVID!" she cried and then screamed, as the boy tried to rip her husband's shadow from him. There was no hesitation this time and she put another arrow in this one, dropping him. David fell to the ground, as his shadow went back inside his body and she rushed to him.

"I'm okay…" he assured, as she cradled him in her arms.

"But for how long?" Pan mused, as several boys hovered in the air around the couple.

"They gave life to the child that can grant my immortality. They'll make a nice feast for me tonight," Pan hissed. Persephone saw the precarious situation facing her daughter and son-in-law, so she called on her ultimate power. The lightning coursed through her veins and her eyes became lit with power, as her power erupted and struck down Pan and his lost boys. Pan seethed, as he stood up with Felix, the only surviving boy, and glared at her.

"This isn't over. Lost Boys are a cheap commodity for me and we will feed on the children of Storybrooke," he hissed, as he looked at Snow and David.

"Take good care of the babe...he's my ticket to immortality and ruling the United Realms," Pan said, as he and Felix flew off and back to their island for now.

Snow and David breathed in relief, as Emma hurried to them.

"Are you guys okay?" she asked.

"Yeah...I think so, honey," Snow replied, as she caressed her husband's face.

"David…" she said.

"I'm fine, my darling...just a bit sore," he replied, as she and Emma helped him up.

"How do we kill him?" David questioned.

"His shadow...we have to capture it," Hades answered.

"And then we have to destroy it," Rumple confirmed.

"And how do we destroy his shadow?" Eli asked.

"That's the real trick," Hades answered.

"What can destroy the shadow?" Snow questioned her step-father.

"Well, pure hellfire is one way. But since I'm not King of the Underworld anymore, I don't really have access to the fire of Acheron anymore," he replied.

"Who is ruling the Underworld now?" Emma asked.

"Good question and as Goddess Supreme, it's an answer I'll have to find out soon. It's not so easy though. Only the Gold of the Underworld and Hermes can access that realm...alive anyway," Persephone responded.

"But Mother...you're Queen of the Underworld still, aren't you?" Snow asked.

"I'm afraid not, sweetheart. My rule there was by marriage only," she reminded.

"And Hermes is a worm, who can't be trusted. But when he comes out of his hidey hole like the snake he is...I'll persuade him to tell me what we want to know," Hades said.

"Persuade?" Persephone asked, quirking an eyebrow.

"Persuade, torture, beat it out of him...it's all relevant," he quipped.

"Hades…" she warned, with a disapproving tone.

"Don't worry...I won't torture him. I might make him wet himself a little though, you know, for fun," he said, in an amused tone. She sighed.

"Back to the matter at hand," she said.

"Oh right...hellfire. Well, there is bald mountain and since Frollo has little interest in going near the place that can imprison him again, that's an option," Hades continued.

"You mean the magma inside the mountain?" Emma recalled. He nodded.

"When we created the mountain, originally to hold the black God or Chernabog, I used hellfire from Tartarus to fill that pit. It was the only way to keep a creature as powerful as the Chernabog sealed away," Hades answered.

"Great...then we capture Pan's shadow and toss it in the pit," David stated.

"Unfortunately, he'll see that coming a mile away and stop us. Pan is not easily fooled. He won't go near that mountain or let us get his shadow near it either," Rumple refuted.

"Then we bring the mountain to him or rather the fire inside it," Persephone interjected and Hades smirked.

"Now that might actually work. Still not easy though," he said.

"Sounds like it's our best chance though. What do we need to do?" David asked.

"Let's go back to the palace. We can discuss it on the way," Persephone suggested, as they began the trek back.

Meanwhile, the former Detective that had observed the whole thing came out of his hiding spot. He had never been so confused or mystified in all his life. He would have truly thought he was in some kind of twilight zone, but then he realized that not even the twilight zone would be this crazy. He took out his phone again and pressed redial.

"Zach...it's Landon again. You got some personal time you can take?" he asked.

"A lot of it, why?" he asked.

"I've got a GPS location and I want you to come to it," Landon replied.

"Griffin...what the hell is going on?" Zach questioned, using Landon's surname.

"I don't know...that's just the thing. I told you that I'm in this crazy little town and there's some seriously weird shit going on here. So weird that you have to see it to believe! Hell, I'm seeing and I still don't believe," he rambled.

"Look Landon...I don't know what's going on with you, but I can't just drop my cases right now to come up there and chase ghosts with you," Zach replied in exasperation.

"Zach...I'm telling you that something weird is going on here. I'm talking changing the world type stuff," Landon argued.

"You sound crazy...and unless you have some kind of concrete case with some evidence of criminal activity, then I'm not coming up there to sniff the dirt with you," Zach replied, as the line went dead. Landon cursed inwardly.

"The cops won't even entertain your ideas without proof, right?" a voice said and the former detective turned to find a man standing there.

"Who the hell are you?" he asked.

"My name is Greg Mendell, but I was born Owen Flynn. I told the cops about all the strange things that happen in this crazy little town, twenty-nine years ago, but they didn't believe me either, because once I left, I was never able to find it again...until just a few months ago," Greg explained.

"You were here as a kid?" Landon questioned.

"Yeah...it's a bit different now, even weirder. The castles are new...but the town, yeah that's been here for almost thirty years now," Greg answered.

"Owen Flynn...that sounds familiar," Landon recalled and Greg pulled something up on his phone.

"It should to a former detective in this area…" he responded, as he showed the detective the now digitized thirty-year old article about him.

"Your father's disappearance...Kurt Flynn. I remember they thought he up and abandoned you," Landon remembered.

"He didn't abandon me!" Greg snapped.

"He was held against his will by an evil witch. I ran to find help, but could never find the town again, just like your friend couldn't ping your cell phone, despite a cell tower right over there," Greg said, pointing to it.

"Fine...then what happened to your dad?" Landon questioned.

"He was murdered and he's buried in these woods somewhere. You help me find the body and then we'll have proof to take to the cops," Greg offered.

"Even if we get proof...how do the cops even find this place? Seems to not be an easy thing. I'm still not even sure how I found it," Landon countered.

"I have ways of getting people in here now," Greg responded cryptically.

"Fine...but if we're looking for remains that are thirty-years old, that won't be easy, even if I did have a cadaver dog. Which I don't," Landon reminded.

"We don't need one. We just need these," Greg stated, as he held up a vial and a ratty old plaid shirt. Landon quirked an eyebrow.

"I'm not even going to pretend to know what either of those have to do with finding decayed remains," the former detective said. Greg poured the liquid substance on the old shirt and Landon's eyes widened, as it floated.

"It's a locator spell…I borrowed it from the same witch that I know killed my father," Greg stated.

"Okay man...start talking and explain to me what the hell this place is and who those strange people were," Landon demanded.

"I'll talk while we follow this," Greg said, as the shirt began to float toward the woods and they trekked after it.

~*~

Henry sighed and pushed his comic book away, as they waited for news from his loved ones.

"Hey...since when are the adventures of…" Granny said, as she looked at the comic.

"The adventures of the Avengers so uninteresting?" she asked.

"Who needs to read comics when my life is better than one, except I'm on the sidelines," Henry complained. Granny chuckled.

"Are you comparing your family to the Avengers?" she teased.

"Wouldn't you?" Henry countered and she nodded.

"I suppose you have a point. We do kind of have our own little team of Avengers here. But they need to know you're safe here," Granny reminded, as she held the baby.

"I guess…" he said dejectedly.

"What's an Avenger?" Kristoff asked curiously and Henry simply handed him the comic book.

"I just wanna be out there too," Henry lamented.

"And someday...you will be," Granny promised.

"Now...why don't you read from the book to your baby Uncle," she suggested. Henry smirked.

"Is it weird that my uncle is younger than me?" Henry asked.

"Yeah...that's definitely weird, but then your Mom is the same age as her parents," Anna chimed in.

"Maybe...but this is Storybrooke. Weird is a prerequisite," Granny quipped, as Henry picked a story and began to read.

~*~

By the time they returned to the palace, the summons had mostly ended and the palace had emptied, except for the staff they had hired. Emma and Neal had put a sleepy Henry to bed, while Snow and David retired with the baby. She sighed, as she exited the bathroom. Upon moving into the castle, the first thing her mother had done was modernize it, including modern appliances in the kitchen, central heat and air, and most importantly, running water and indoor plumbing. They were planning to innovate all the homes and castles with all the amenities as part of the campaign they were calling the best of both worlds. Regina was actually eager to help them with the project as well, surprisingly, but then she was trying to channel her energy into positive things for Henry's sake.

"Are you okay?" David asked, as he turned to her and she smiled at him. The sight of him holding their baby melted her heart every time.

"I am...I guess it just seems that people that might want to hurt us keep multiplying," she mentioned, as she slipped her arms around his waist.

"And now...there is a literal flying demon that wants to eat our baby's soul," she added.

"Hey...that's not happening," he promised.

"Your mother and Hades put every protection around the castle that they know," he reminded.

"And I don't care what lengths I have to go to, because Pan is not getting our baby and I'm not going to hesitate when it comes to his demise," he added. She nodded. This was definitely one time that mercy was neither an option or warranted. Pan was a straight up evil seed with no redeeming qualities. Rumple had been vague, but her mother had gone into a bit more detail. Apparently, to become what he was and have eternal youth, Pan had willingly and gladly abandoned his son and to her, that was pure, unadulterated evil. And if that wasn't evil enough, he had basically promised to kill all the children of the United Realms and build an army of lost children to help him rule the rest of them.

"Papa Hades was pretty vague about how exactly he's going to use the hellfire though," she said, as she bit her bottom lip.

"Only because he thinks Pan has ears everywhere," he reminded. She nodded. It made sense. Their plan basically hinged on tricking someone Rumple said was almost un-trickable and the element of surprise was crucial. Snow watched her husband gently put their sleeping angel in his bassinet, which was right beside their bed. She peered down at him and fussed a bit over his blanket and made sure he was tucked snugly. She felt comfort at him behind her, as he put his arms around her.

"We still need to name him," David mentioned.

"I've been thinking about that," she replied.

"You have a name you like?" he inquired.

"Well...I know we talked about naming him after someone and there are a lot of people that would deserve such. But then I've been thinking about how you said you wanted him to have his own identity too," she mentioned.

"I did...but if you want to name him after someone, that's fine too," he said agreeably.

"Maybe the middle name...but I think I want to name our son Alexander and call him Xander for short," she announced. He smiled and kissed her cheek.

"Alexander...Latin meaning defender of the people. Appropriate," he agreed.

"I love it," he agreed.

"Me too…" she replied, as they shared a tender kiss and watched their baby sleep.

[istheresomebodywhocanimagine]

Pretty please, would you ship me with the band and the cast? I'm a hetero girl who is a PhD student in Media Discourse. I don't don't like my looks at all and struggle with self-esteem problems. I'm always friendly and kind to people. I hate talking about myself and being the centre of attention. Absolutely clueless in romance and all intimate things, I'm pretty oblivious when it comes to this. Perfectionist. Quiet. I love making jokes and sarcastic comments, books, movies, TV series, walks ^^

HELLOOOOO

hi u sound like a precious BEAN of a human i would genuinely love u if i knew you in person i attach so hard to ppl like you it is 100% my cancer tendencies ALSO HELLO FELLO MEDIA MAJOR I’M AN INTERACTIVE DIGITAL MEDIA: NEW MEDIA MAJOR but not a phd i am a dumb

anyways THE SHIPS R BELOW THE CUT

For the band, I ship you with John Deacon!

You are genuinely made for John, and he is made for you, for obvious reasons.

The biggest reason is your proclivity towards sarcastic comments. 

You had actually been Brian’s friend before you met Deacon, and Brian introduced you to the him after a show one night early on in the 70′s. You already knew the other boys because they hung around Brian’s so much, but Deacon tended to keep to himself and had his own small friend circle apart from them, so he was never around when you were.

Boy, did he regret that once he met you.

Deacon was very shy at first, as were you, but what caught his eye was the effortless way you managed to roast Roger without disrupting your quiet demeanor in any way.

“And then I said to her, ‘you ever seen the ceiling of the back of my car? would you like to?’“ Roger had said, earning a quiet scoff and eye roll from you that almost went unnoticed, save for Brian’s eagle eye. Brian loved to piss Roger off, and nothing would make him angrier than a girl who was unimpressed by his tactics.

“Not a fan, eh?” Brian asked, elbowing you as John watched you curiously, sipping his drink while you cleared your throat, glancing at Roger almost disdainfully, but not in a mean-spirited way.

“No disrespect, but I’ve heard better pick-up lines from a fortune cookie, Rog,” you remarked plainly, taking a drink of your beer as Roger’s face quickly soured, John almost choking on his drink and holding a hand over his mouth as you looked over at him with a smile and a kind gaze. “You alright?”

“Yeah, m’fine,” Deacon spoke from behind his hand, grabbing a napkin to wipe himself off as Roger scowled, still glaring at you.

“What? You think my one-liners are bad? I personally don’t.”

“Don’t you hate it when people answer their own questions? I do.... Oh wait,” you teased, making Roger roll his eyes before he steered the conversation in another direction, Deacon snickering at the purposeful irony in your comment and gaining another wide smile from you before you happily returned to your quiet observing.

After that, Deacon was suddenly finding time to come around Brian’s, and he only ever stuck around when you were there. Although he claimed it wasn’t because of you, Brian was all too aware of Deacon’s partiality towards you, so he took it upon himself to set you up on a blind date with each other, just for shits and giggles.

Much to Brian’s enjoyment, you both hit it off on the blind date when you got the chance to banter by yourselves, and though John’s more affectionate tendencies confused you at first, you grew to love each and every one of his romantic gestures.

He always knew just how to structure them so you wouldn’t feel too put on the spot, and he never drew attention to them - after all, they were for you to enjoy, not the public, so he never made a big deal out of being showy.

When you were still just casually dating before he’d asked you to be his girlfriend, you’d come to your apartment one night after a particularly long shift at work. 

John had come in during that shift to see you, and you were sad to see him go. His smile had the power to make your day loads better, and when he had to leave, you were pretty bummed. 

So, it was a big surprise when you walked into your apartment to see Brian and Deacon in the kitchen, making what smelled like a heavenly pot of spaghetti. Dropping your bag on the hallway floor, you stared at them in partial confusion and partial amazement as you walked in, Brian turning around and jumping a bit before smiling and wiping his hands on a towel.

“That’s my cue to leave,” he mumbled, passing by and giving you a quick, friendly kiss on the head before he was out the door, leaving you alone with a very smiley Deacon.

“What’s all this?” you asked, genuinely baffled at what laid before you. Your table was cleared off - it had stacks upon stacks of books that you’d read tons of times, but never tired of. There were two sets of plates and silverware set out, and you watched as Deacon brought the spaghetti over to the table, sitting it on an oven pad before doing the same with a plate of garlic bread.

“Saw you weren’t having a good day at work,” he replied, “Figured I’d come cheer you up, but had to recruit a little help.”

“Gosh, did I really look that rough at work? I mean, I know I usually look pretty rough, but I must have been horrifying for you to do all this,” you laughed, rubbing the back of your neck as you ducked your head a bit.

Deacon pursed his lips at your small self-deprecating comment, then shook his head as he wiped his hands on the towel as well. 

“You always look beautiful, sweetheart.” His voice was quiet, but sure, and you found yourself blushing as you sat down at the table across from where he was standing, avoiding his gaze. “Hey, I mean it,” he almost whined, sitting down across from you and waving his hand to draw your attention back to his face. “You’re adorable, and you should know that.”

He asked you to be his girlfriend later that night, and spent the rest of the time showering you in compliments to make sure you knew you were gorgeous and perfect in every way to him.

What a little romantic.

Annnnnnd for borhap.... I ship you with Rami Malek!

GOD his energy confuses/scares me so much ANYWAYS

Rami was always your favorite of the friends in the BoRhap group - he wasn’t snobby (here’s looking at you, first impressions Gwilym), he wasn’t too goofy (@ Joe sorry buddy), and he wasn’t absolutely intimidating (Ben looks like he lives, eats, and breathes gym). Allen, Lucy, and Aaron were closer to the others than they were to you, but then there was Rami. He was just Rami, a slightly awkward, mildly anxious guy who loved to be around his friends, but also valued privacy. 

This value of privacy is what initially attracted you to him, oddly enough. Joe, Gwilym, Allen, and Ben were all having a heyday with their social medias, posting dorky pictures of each other and screwing around while you hung back, not wanting to be involved or in any of the pictures.

“You too, huh?” Rami asked, coming to stand next to you as you watched them goof around with each other. You looked over to Rami, shrugging and smiling.

“Not really my thing, honestly.” He nodded and gave you a reassuring smile, looking slightly nervous as he glanced over to the crew as well.

“I’m right there with you. I think my Instagram has maybe 2 posts on it... or is it 3?” he wondered aloud, his thoughtful face making you giggle and shake your head as you hugged yourself. “Want to go take a stroll around the studio instead?”

Looking up at him, you considered for a moment before nodding. “That sounds lovely.”

And from there, you two clearly became each other’s favorites. As much as the rest of the cast would have liked to insert themselves into your friendship to make fun posts about it online, you and Rami always found a way to keep your kinship (and eventual relationship) under wraps. It wasn’t necessarily that you hated social media, it was that you preferred to stay out of the spotlight as much as possible.

Even though Rami was the star, he also preferred the same thing. He didn’t want to steal the limelight when he didn’t feel that he deserved it.

The first stroll you’d taken with him? That turned into a regular occurrence.

Whenever you two had the chance, you were taking a walk together, even if you had no particular place in mind to end it. One time, he took you on a walk that he claimed was completely random, but as you got closer to one of your favorite bookstores in London, you started to smell the hint of a planned location by him.

“I knew I shouldn’t have believed you,” you giggled as you entered the bookstore, Rami holding open the door for you. 

“Hey, I may not be a king of nice gestures, but I tried for you,” he complained playfully, bumping your hip with his before he nodded over to the corner, where there was a small coffee bar run by a single barista you’d come to know by name.

“Hello there, lovebirds,” the barista greeted as you came up, making you blush and Rami rub his jaw in slightly embarrassment. “I’m just joking with you, haven’t seen you two in a while. The usual?”

“Well, you know, filming. And yes, please,” Rami had replied, stepping to move out of someone’s way as they came in the door behind you. His hand came to rest on your mid-back, but it stayed there when the door swung shut. 

You didn’t mind, though. Simple little things like that were preferred by you anyways, seeing as you weren’t a big fan of showiness or grand romantic gestures. Things like a hand on the back, or holding hands was perfectly okay for you - they were easier to understand, and easier to pull off without ending up a blushing mess.

Which, speaking of, you were still currently a blushing mess from the barista calling you two lovebirds. Rami noticed, raising an eyebrow at you gently before smiling and pressing his thumb into your back slightly, just to get your attention.

“What’s the matter? Don’t want to be here right now? We can go if you want.”

“No, no, it’s fine,” you laughed softly, pressing your hands to your cheeks and sighing before laughing again. “Just getting used to the dating thing. God, I feel like I look like a tomato right now.”

“It’s cute,” Rami remarked simply, grabbing both of your drinks before heading over to one of the tables near the back, where you could sit in private and just relax. 

“Me being red as a fire truck is not cute, Rami.” He laughed at that, shaking his head and taking a drink of his coffee as he sat back on the chair that he’d scooted over so he could be next to you.

“Everything about you is cute, don’t lie to me.” You turned even redder, if that was possible at all, and Rami laughed softly as he wrapped his arm around you, squeezing your shoulder before kissing your head. “I’m being honest, really! You’re a cutie, don’t ever forget that.”

“Oh, don’t worry,” you laughed nervously, subconsciously leaning into his touch as you sipped at your drink. “Joe lets the entire Instagram universe know that on the daily.”

“If Joe brings you in here and the barista also calls you two lovebirds... I’m fighting him hand-to-hand. And that’s a fact.”

[madmaddy-life]

that bunch of questions answered.

1. Do you ever doubt the existence of others than you? Nah. I usually doubt my OWN existence... I know I imagined some people into reality, but what if someone imagined me?

2. On a scale of 1-5, how afraid of the dark are you? 0. It’s the dark that have to be afraid of me.

3. The person you would never want to meet? Most of my old school enemies. I’d just kill them, so it’s better to never see them again.

4. What is your favorite word? Fuck.

5. If you were a type of tree, what would you be? Oak. I like Oaks. (or maple... Cool tree too)

6. When you looked in the mirror this morning what was the first thing you thought? I don’t look in the mirror unless I just have to. And I don’t have to. Usually I think “Hello, Ugly piece of shit.”

7. What shirt are you wearing? I wear teal green nightshirt, wtih two crowns and stars.

8. What do you label yourself as? Hate labels. They’re stupid. 

9. Bright room or dark room? Depends. If it’s the room is bright because of the sun, and not lamps - then yes, bright room. If it’s dark because the lights is off, and I can turn it on - then okay too...

10. What were you doing at midnight last night? Sleeping. 

11. Favorite age you’ve been so far? It all sucks, if I can remember. So - 5 years. I can’t remember what was then.

12. Who told you they loved you last? My mom. No one else does.

13. Your worst enemy? Me, myself. (also those assholes who make fun of me, my friends, and\or who’s unfair to everyone.)

14. What is your current desktop picture? Some autumn leafs and a fence.

15. Do you like someone? Yes, I do. But they’re taken. Yay me for being unlucky..

16. The last song you listened to? “I hate everyone” by Get Set Go. Heh.

17. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up? If I could press that button - all humanity would be dead by now. Cuz, why play favourites, when everyone deserves a nice blow... Kekeke.

18. Who would you really like to just punch in the face? All those school morons. And all those college assholes. And all of the dipshits who annoy me...

19. If anyone could be your slave for a day, who would it be and what would they have to do? Hahah. I’d either have one of my friends as a slave, and then just have them to be nice to me, and\or fuck... OR I’d have someone I don’t like as a slave, and just make them clean everything in my flat.

20. What is your best physical attribute? (showing said attribute is optional) Hands. And maybe eyes... (that’s all I like about myself really.)

21. If you were the opposite sex for one day, what would you look like and what would you do? The same. I look pretty gender neutral. So, nothing would’ve changed.

22. Do you have a secret talent? If yes, what is it? I don’t have any secret talents. All of my talents are out, and dangling about...

23. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of? It’s not unique - I’m afraind of asphyxia.

24. You can only have one kind of sandwich. Every sandwich ingredient known to humankind is at your disposal. Peanut butter sandwich. I like peanut butter, and it’s too expensive here.

25. You just found $100! How are you going to spend it? MARKERS. I WILL BUY MARKERS. Or some other art supplies. (Or maybe snacks.)

26. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere in the world, but you have to leave immediately. Where are you going to go? England. I wanna see it all.

27. An angel appears out of Heaven and offers you a lifetime supply of the alcoholic beverage of your choice. “Be brand-specific” it says. Man! What are you gonna say about that? Even if you don’t drink booze there’s something you can figure out… so what’s it gonna be? Jack Daniels whiskey. Give it to me.

28. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place? “No one is allowed on my island, exept ME.” That’s gonna be the single rule. I don’t need no stinking society on MY ISLAND.

29. What is your favorite expletive? FUCK }: D

30. Your house is on fire, holy shit! You have just enough time to run in there and grab ONE inanimate object. Don’t worry, your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what’s the one thing you’re going to save from that blazing inferno? Probably my laptop (or hard drive). All of my work in there. And I value it too much.

31. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be? Myself. I am a horrible experience.

32. You got kicked out of the country for being a time-traveling heathen who sleeps with celebrities and has super-powers. But check out this cool shit… you can move to anywhere else in the world! Let’s see. If I really do have time-traveling powers (and super-powers) I won’t give a shit about someone trying to get me kicked out of the country. No one has the power to do so. So, no problem. If that’s all a lie - then I’ll just move anywhere...

33. The Celestial Gates Of Beyond have opened, much to your surprise because you didn’t think such a thing existed. Death appears. As it turns out, Death is actually a pretty cool entity, and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend/family-member/person/etc. of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back? My grand dad.

34. What was your last dream about? I and a group of people were searching for an underground buker, to get to safety. When we get there, and open all doors - turns out that the bunker is flooded, and we can’t stay there. And the only thing I can do to keep my group safe - is to climb on the roof of nearby abandoned building and cover their retreat with a shiper rifle...

35. Are you a good….[insert anything you’d like here]? ... at anything at all? Yes. Yes I am.

36. Have you ever been admitted to the hospital? HA. HAHAH. Let’s COUNT. Not less than five times.

37. Have you ever built a snowman? Sure. It was a year ago. Or maybe two. I can’t remember.

38. What is the color of your socks? Usually - gray. Or black. Or brown-ish.

39. What type of music do you like? It’s hard to explain. I like some specific tunes.

40. Do you prefer sunrises or sunsets? Sunsets. I’m always alseep at sunrises.

41. What is your favorite milkshake flavor? I don’t drink milkshakes. Like, at all.

42. What football team do you support? (I will answer in terms of American football as well as soccer) Don’t watch sports. It’s boring for me...

43. Do you have any scars? A lot. I have a lot of tiny scars on my hands, from paper knife (and cats). One on my right elbow, from a nail - I fell on it. One on my left leg - I dropped a metal pipe from vacuum cleaner. And four scars on my belly from a surgery - got my gallbladder removed.

44. What do you want to be when you graduate? I already did that. And I don’t have any wishes... I was thinking about vandalising the walls of my institute. Maybe later I’ll do that. It was a shitty place.

45. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? I’d remove lasyness.

46. Are you reliable? Not really. I do things if I want to. If I don’t - I won’t.

47. If you could ask your future self one question, what would it be? what the fuck happened to you?

48. Do you hold grudges? YES. Yes I do. I freaking hate people for the shit they’ve done to me... And I’d make them pay, if I saw them again.

49. If you could breed two animals together to defy the laws of nature, what new animal would you create? An owldog. A flying dog-like birb, who’s very faithfull.

50. What is the most unusual conversation you’ve ever had? Hmm, I’m not sure I’ve had one. Like, I’m okay with pretty much everything. I’ve been talking about a lot of stuff many concider unusual, weird of wicked.

51. Are you a good liar? Yes. I lie a lot...

52. How long could you go without talking? I barely talk. So I can be silent for many days.

53. What has been you worst haircut/style? Short bang on the front (ridiculously short. My hair would stand up), with long hair on the back.

54. Have you ever baked your own cake? Not yet. But I baked cupcakes.

55. Can you do any accents other than your own? I think so. I never really tried.

56. What do you like on your toast? MEAT. I like meat on anything.

57. What is the last thing you drew a picture of? Two guys fucking. }X D That’s USUALLY what I draw.

58. What would be you dream car? Flying DeLorean that can go back in ti~iiime! }X )

59. Do you sing in the shower? Or do anything unusual in the shower? Explain. I don’t sing. I just sit and listen to the water running down. The sound is soothing.

60. Do you believe in aliens? Sure. Why not. The universe is fucking big, who the heck knows what else is in there.

61. Do you often read your horoscope? Nah. I don’t believe in THAT. (But in aliens - I do. Lol)

62. What is your favorite letter of the alphabet? Hmmm. M.

63. Which is cooler: dinosaurs or dragons? Dinosaurs. They EXISTED.

64. What do you think about babies? UGH. BLEUGH. WWWeeeeh! }X P

65. Freebie! Ask anything interesting you can think of. DICKS. DICKS-DICKS-dicks. < u >

[drewxmay]

Contestshipping Review - Part Nineteen - New Plot, Odd Lot!

Previous

Next

Index

-The Title-

I don’t get it...

-Episode Link-

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UClz9mwRi1C7ND91iiZB4ldg

-The Review-

0:00

So the episode starts out with Nurse Joy bringing May her Pokemon. May tells her Pokemon that she’s going to enter a contest and is decided who to put in which round. Nurse Joy then informs May that if she doesn’t win this contest she isn’t going to go to the Grand Festival.

0:42

And now the Title card. No theme song just the Title card.

0:50

Orange juice is a recurring theme in the Pokemon anime and it has been for 20 years and this may be the only time we’ve seen somebody drinking it with the straw.

Also what the hell is Max drinking?

May: :sighs: talk about pressure...

Brock: What’s wrong May?

May: I guess... I’m not sure I’m ready for all of this. Drew’s going to torture me forever if I lose...

Well I mean he’s been waiting for you to enter the next grand Festival sense the last one and he would be extremely disappointed but I don’t think he’s yell at you or anything for loosing...

Max: You’re not doing all this few Drew.. right?

I’d like to point out that everybody witnessed that scene in Spontaneous Cumbusken.

May: Max of course I’m not. I’m just sure that Drew has five ribbons by now, I just know it by the snooty way he was acting it the Chrysanthemum contest! :slams both her firsts on the table: I can’t lose!

Lines of dialoged by May.

If May doesn’t win this contest, she won’t go to the Grand Festival. Already upsetting enough, but what about the part with Drew? It wouldn’t be that important, but May feels like she needs to prove her worthy of his respect, even after people like Briana said that May does have that respect, but May wants to know that Drew sees her as an equal, not lesser. May wants him to see her as a rival worthy of his respect, not somebody he can easily beat.

One of the main reasons I make these reviews is to explain Contestshipping and that is why you get paragraphs like this.

1:27

"Let me guess. He’s behind me, isn’t he?”

Harley: :leans close to May’s ear: Peek-a-boo~. I see you~~.

May: :does about the equivalent of screaming in terror: Harley???

I can make this more perfect... later.

Harley: In the flesh! And how is my little May and her brood of boy-toys?

Ash: Brood of boy-toys?

Brock: Let’s ignore him.

Max: I think that’s easier said then done.

Harley: What? I heard that!

You knwo what I talked about this screenshots in the Masterposts before.

This is the picture:

Harley isn’t looking at May, and neither May nor Harley look mad.

May: I’m warning you Harley! Only one person is going to get to the Grand Festival today and that’s me!

Harley: Dream on hon’, but you’re cute when you’re mad.

2:00

Harley: :purposely drops something:

May: Uh Harley? Is this yours?

Harley: Oopsie~

Harley: :in shocked voice: It is!

and then the first thing May does is open the box. Geez May respect other people’s privacy!

In the box she finds Harley’s five ribbons.

This girl looks like she’s having an existent crisis.

Harley: Well now you know, I’ve already won my five gorgeous ribbons, now haven't I? No need for me to compete!

Harley: But of course you have to.

Ash: He’s so weird.

Hello orange juice.

Brock: But when it comes to thoughtful things to say our man Harley’s the king.

2:30

May: You are so... Annoying!

Harley: I love you too sweetie and I’ll love to watch you loose ta-ta!

Three words that I’ve muttered ever sense I finally realized Harley was a guy:

Harley is gay.

May: I can’t stand that guy!

3:00

And now May is training with Ash for the Contest.

She calls out for her Cumbusken to use fire spin. Pikachu dodges and uses thunderbolt, but then Cumbusken dodges and-

Never mind Max and Brock are watching in the background now we pay attention to them.

Brock: Little does Harley know he lit a fire in May, bragging that he won five ribbons before her- this ought be something to see.

Brock is literally the narrator.

3:26

Back to May and Ash’s battle.

Pikachu lands safely on the ground from whatever happened, and then it skips to something else.

3:40

Oh look it skipped to the Team Rocket scene.

So basically James spent all his money on buying this dress that Jessie would kill him is he didn’t buy it for her, and is dancing around in the new dress becuase she likes the dress.

James: I liquidated my bottle cap collection to make you look like a Popsicle?

Well put. That dress is not worth it.

And then Jessie says that she is going to use Meowth in the first round for comic relief.

4:10

Yay the contest has begun!!!’

It starts off with them already being in the middle of the appeals and it’s Jessie’s turn, and she has once again gone as Jessabella becuase last time she went to a contests she was Jessabella and played fair so she didn’t ruin her reputation and could have that name again.

Her appeal starts off with-

Wait their Japanese n- ohhhhh.

Then they do a joke that I assume is funny in the original version.

Jessie: It’s hot! How hot is it?

Meowth: How hot is it??? It’s so hot that when you try to pick one Pole(?) off of a tree, you’ve gotta use pot-holders!

I still don’t get it

somebody explain this joke I don’t even think I know what he said.

4:45

and it was aaaall just a fantasy made up my Jessie. Meowth says no.

Meowth: This Pokemon does moves not jokes!

Jessie: You ruined my costume!

but even then you don’t try to level up or improve your moves, also nobody has done anything to your costume Jessie.

Harley: Well we can’t have that.

James: Hey! It’s the contest thing!

So Harley’s an intimate object now huh?

Nonetheless that was funny.

Harley: Well I’ll be.

Harley: Well I guess it makes sense, no wonder Jessabella the looser is also from Team Rocket the losers!

Jessie: You wanna lose your teeth?

You know what the more times I re-watch this the more sarcasm and threats I find.

Harley: :walks over to Jessie and picks up her hands: Now hon’, I’m a big Jessalessa fan!

Do you see Jame’s disapproving glare?

“Contest thing is not allowed to steal crackship wiafu”

Jessie: Oh how nice!

5:15

James: Meowth. Prepare for trouble.

Meowth: I’d rather blast off then see this.

These two are really not liking the new Harley x Jessie ship.

Harley: You have such style, yet you lose every single contest you enter!

Harley: But now that we’ve had out litter chat chat chat, I want to help you out of your malaise!

Geez Harley uses really big words for a kids show.

Harley: I know! I’ll give you my Pokemon on loan!

omg somebody wants to actually help u out what a crisis

Harley: Don’t have a conniption, my Pokemon are A1! Lookie.

Harley: They got me my five ribbons.

Jessie then says that they will do anything he wants, and Harley says that they can have them for free, and then expresses the annoyance that is May. Jessie agrees and so they both decide she should be number one on their list to get rid of.

6:06

James: But hold on. What could account for you harboring all that twerpish malice?

Harley: Bitter memories that’s what.

Young Harley: Goodie! Octillary shaped snakies for lunch again!

All kids in Unison: It’s time to eat!

Harley: Listen to them. Lunch time was supposed to be as happy time, the time where the pressures of school and all of those obnoxious kiddie-poos could role off my back ever so briefly!

Harley: As always, I had saved one last scrumptious snaky for last!

Young Harley: Now, it’s your turn!

Demon child from hell: Harley not hungry anymore!

Demon child from hell: I’ll eat it for you, kay? :eats:

*Harley is paralyzed in fear over what just ate his lunch

Demon Child from Hell: There, the snack is all gone, aren’t I good? :walks off:

Headcanon: Demon child from hell grew up to become May from the games.

Young Harley: The little stink stole my snaky!

Young Harley: The girl gets it.

Harley: And that girl, looked exactly like May!

This isn’t the main resewn why Harley hates May but sense he was in a public school it is defiantly part of the reason.

Harley kept this grudge for a whole decade just to remind you.

7:25

James: I thought Jessie had issues.

Jessie would totally kill a man over that.

Jessie: Oh I know just how to feel! The snack you leave for last is always the best!

Harley: You do understand! Prehaps with a friend like you I can finally heal!

James: I can’t hold my breath.

Meowth: One shell with two nuts.

I’m on the same boat as Meowth and James.

Jessie: No mumbling!!! We don’t need those opinions!

7:45

So Harley sends out Cacturn and Benett and introduces them both to Jessie.

First time I saw this I related it to James’ Cacnia now I relate it to literally all of his Pokemon.

Also,

8:41

FINALLY THE CONTEST HAS STARTED.

9:19

I did this joke on the first contest now I’m going to do it for the last.

Are judges are, Mr. Narrator, Mr. Remarkable, and the person who should be taking care of your Pokemon when they are dying but is instead attending a Pokemon contest so you have to watch your Pokemon have a slow and very painful death, Nurse Joy.

9:32

Lilian: And this is what our contestants are competing for!

Drew: So I guess I’ll be waiting for you at the Grand Festival.

Harley: I’ve already won my five gorgeous ribbons now haven’t I?

She never forgot.

9:47

Jessie: Hello young lady. Nice to see you.

May: :Stands up: Oh hello! You’re Jessabella, aren’t you? Good luck today! :holds out her hand for a handshake:

Jessie: I’d never shake hands with competition, but I just wanted you to know that I’m winning.

May: We’ll just see about that! I’m one ribbon short for the Grand Festival!

10:05

:Everybody looks at May as she said that:

May remember you’re not the only one. Now everybody’s mad at you.

10:30

I am so proud of May. For a second when she realized that all of the others has four and will be tough competition, instead of freaking out and becoming full of anxiety like she would’ve just a while back, she took a deep breath and thought “I guess that mean’s we’re all on the same boat”, laughed, and walked away.

If only I knew how to deal with stress like that.

10:39

Preliminary rounds are starting!!!

10:45

Drew is in the episode and Bulbapedia’s Contestshipping page MISSED IT.

Drew had decided to show up to May’s contest even though he’d gotten his five ribbons a long time ago. Also, Back in “On Cloud Arcanine” Drew said taht he was looking for a Pokemon to strengthen his team and he wouldn’t be doing contests until he found it, and we can tell he got it by the time “Spontaneous Cumbusken” came out becuase he had entered more contests and presumable had his five ribbons.

Shouldn’t he be training with that new Pokemon, who will be going to the grand festival with him?

Shouldn’t he just be training for the Grand Festival in general?

He wanted to see May, this is her last chance for her to be able to get into the Grand Festival he said he wanted to see her at so long ago. He wants to see if May will get there, he wants to see if May can win. He truly cares about what happens here, and is willing to take way some of his precious training time for the Grand Festival in order to watch her.

(Little thing I bet that the animators didn’t intentionally put there but The only way for Drew to know that she was going to be here is becuase he watched her get her 4th ribbon, probably on TV becuase we didn’t see him in the audience, meaning he also wasted his time doing that too lol)

10:57

A few appeals, first one with a Firalligator, second with a Coffing, third with a Clafable, forth with a Bagon, and then I think the fifth Pokemon’s name is Clampearl? Sixth with an Articuno, Seventh with a Bellsrpout

11:30

And finally, it’s Jessabella’s turn. She sends out Harley’s Cacturn and makes him use Needle arm. Then Jessie throws a radish into the air or something and Cacturn cuts it into small pieces, that fall into a plate that Jessie is holding and stack on top of each other, and in the end look like a castle.

12:19

Drew: Those two [Cacturn and Jessie] will be though to beat...

Ya just hope your gf will make it to the Grand Festival.

12:34

Jessie’s appeal continues. Cacturn uses Cotton Spore, which releases a bunch of cotton Balls to go flying around the room, after a while of that Cacturn pops them all like balloons by using Bullet Seed. Sparkles come flying down onto the stage from the popped cotton balls.

Yup that is how cotton balls work.

They pop.

13:28

It’s finally May’s appeal!

May grab’s Cumbusken’s Pokeball, but as she is about to send him out she trips.

Harley snicker’s, and it’s obvious Harley did something to make that happen.

Drew is unpleased, also being able to tell that somebody did that and it wasn’t May’s fault.

14:10

Harley speaks into a mic to James, who is above the stage floor and is setting all of the traps. It’s then revealed that they are using Ariados’ string.

Once May finally releases her Pokemon, he jumps in the air and attempts to use Mega Kick, but then Meowth pulls Ariados’ strings Cumbusken flops into his back.

Harley this is too fucking far.

May runs over to her Cumbusken to go see if he is alright, and then trips when coming over, making this face only last a frame:

It’s literally the XD face.

14:37

Pikachu then tugs on Ash’s shirt in the most adorable way possible and then points up.

Ash and Pikachu run up to the top floor to go and stop whoever is making May trip.

14:53

There is one more scene with May and Cumbisken where He tries using sky uppercut on a Frisbee but then fails becuase his arm is pulled away.

15:00

Ash finds Team Rocket on the top floor. Pikachu tries to cut through Ariados’ webs by using quick attack, but then is shot by a web, and is kept in place.

15:30

May attempts at using Fire Spin, praying that it will work. Harley tells James about this, but the fire is already climbing up the web. Ariados starts climbing towards Pikachu to use another attack, the spider creates a dark orb and begins to shoot it at Pikachu

But then catches on fire.

Welp they’re dead.

The orb dissapears and James continues to make the fire worse.

The fire continues to go along the web and lights Pikachu on fire.

Welp he’s also dead. He will be remembered.

What actually happens it what once the flames hit the web the flames destroy the web and the fire dissapears.

Meowth attempts using Fury Swipes but then Pikachu uses Iron Tail.

James, Meowth, and the Ariados blast off and land not too far away from the building.

16:50

Cumbusken swirls out of it’s own Fire-spin, and uses Sky Uppercut on the Frisbee. May throws the Frisbee one more time before telling Cumbusken to use Mega Kick. He kicks the Frisbee, and kicks the Frisbee back over to May.

May is REALLY good with a Frisbee.

17:50

May: That was so hard... How am I going to make it to the second round...?

If Ash tells the judges about this then I’m sure that May will get to the next round.

18:10

Ash: :Rushes in Backstage: Hey May!

May: Huh? I know Ash. I messed up today.

Ash: Wrong. You didn’t mess up, this was all ‘cause of Team Rocket!

May: Team Rocket?

18:24

And now to see who will get into the second round!

I’d expect that. Wonder how Drew feels about this though...

19:23

Drew: Guess it had to be!

Ya becuase you hoped that she would get there sense last Grand Festival.

Manifest Destiny?

19:03

Ariados is dead. Cry some more.

Then Harley yells at Team Rocket, but also persuades them into being even more ruthless.

The episode ends with the Narrator setting up a cliffhanger for the next episode. Not too uncommon of an ending for this show.

-Conclusion-

I still can’t believe Bulbapedia missed this episode. First time I figured it out was all the way back in January and I still can’t get over it. I was able to write a full Paragraph about Contestshipping here and I could’ve written much more that had to do with the episode.

Awesome episode overall though. 7 and a 1/2 out of 10. Very good score.

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Title: Skirts and Fishnets AO3.: Word Count: 9k~ Rating: T Relationship: M/M Chapter: 1/? Tags: Fushimi Saruhiko/Yata Misaki, Fushimi Saruhiko, Yata Misaki, Post-ROK, Post-Coke, Genderfluid!Saruhiko, Summary: Saruhiko is Genderfluid. That is basically the whole idea of this AU. Like, the plot is the same from original [K] except that Misaki is gay for Saruhiko and Saruhiko is Genderfluid because why not. Notes: Please read and enjoy. This wonderful idea was sparked up by this tumblr post: Ridiasfangirlings. Also, when you come across the character Isamu, I will inform you that he is, in fact, not a character in the original [K] Universe. I created him for this fic’s plot’s sake. If I do decide to continue this fic (based on reviews I get or if I just can’t stop thinking about it) you will continue to see him throughout. My thanks goes to my wonderful beta Mangosaurus. YOU ARE MY FAVORITE PERSON.

Tch, why am I even going to this stupid bar? I grumbled internally as my fingers did quick work of fasting the two interior hooks so the skirt hung neatly on my skinny hips. Earlier today, Misaki had texted me asking if I would like to go to a bar with him. Bars are the last place I would want to be in for many obvious reasons but, like Misaki has oh-so excitedly texted me, I haven’t gone out for a drink with him in a long time, so I stubbornly agreed. It would be much easier just to go over to Misaki’s place so not to create any hassle or have to worry about looking halfway decent but it is what it is, or so they say.

My phone angrily buzzed against the nightstand but I ignored it when the little chibi of Dōmyōji started to bounce on the screen. Instead of answering the text, I snatched up my tops from off the bed to put on. I couldn’t help but look over at where my small, unflashy makeup box sat in the corner of the room. It probably wouldn’t the be the best idea to get suited up and all because Misaki might faint (again, I don’t see why he would get all blushy over this) but oh well, I was in that mood where I felt like I needed to put all of this on.

I retrieved the box and opened it up. After pulling a few items out and dragging my chair over to the ceiling-to-floor length mirror in the closet, I carefully applied on some deep blue eyeshadow (which was accompanied by mascara to make my eyes stand out nicely) and as I finished doing the matching lipstick, I paused and smirked to myself. Hm… This wasn’t such a bad find after all. The dark matte blue lipstick that was currently stained over my lips was a rare find at the back of a convenience store. Benzai had pulled me into the store after a mission was completed to get some ramen when I stumbled across the small 50% off bin; I found it on the top of the pile, I didn’t think of it at the time but it was the perfect addition opposed to my normal light blue or black.

I carefully placed the items into the makeup box before digging out a pair of black gloves from the back of the closet where I had thrown them in the week before. The fabric stretched a bit as I slipped them on and flexed my fingers. I bent to grab my dress boots when the person in the mirror caught my eye. The PDA buzzed again but that message was also ignored, not because of whomever was trying to contact me, but because of the person looking back at me in the mirror. They… they weren’t that bad looking. The skirt and tank top were an excellent match, them being the same shade of blue followed by a ¾ sleeve fishnet shirt. The makeup flawlessly accented the embodiment of the outfit. A small warm spark flared up in my chest as I couldn’t help but smile because I looked… pretty.

At the third buzz, I ripped my eyes away from the reflection and pulled on a pair of dress boots. Ungracefully pushing the door open and tripping on the way into the hallway, I quickly scrolled through my PDA’s messages.

Dōmyōji: Dude, you really should come with us. It will be awesome.

I disregarded that message because the answer was already given hours ago.

Misaki: Saru. When u coming ? I ve been waiting

Misaki: you better not be late cuz your working still

I quickly sent a message back to him before stuffing the PDA into my little black handbag. Misaki had given it to me years ago while saying that it wasn’t girly or manly but that he was only giving it because I had no pockets in my skirts.

My boots clicked against the hardwood steps on the grand stairwell as I gradually made my way over to the front doors. I shivered slightly once I stepped into the nippy chill of the night’s air. A silhouette stood beyond the Scepter 4 Headquarters gate, a red glow seemed to reverberate from the shadow due to the nearby street lamp.

The silhouette looked up as I neared the gate. “Saru! What took you so long?” Misaki turned around, bouncing slightly as he shivered in excitement.

“Hello to you too.” I said smoothly, noting that he hasn’t said hello yet. Careful not to dirty my gloves, I pushed the gate open and slipped outside onto the street.

“Uh… H-hi!” His stuttered response made me look up from where I was slowly pushing the gate close. A blush could be seen blooming over his cheeks and up into his hair, making his ears pink.

“Problem?” My eyebrow quirked up at his reaction of seeing me. What about me could make him blush?

“Uh… um…” Misaki instinctively started to rack his fingers through his hair, an action I’ve recognized to be when he was nervous but usually he pulls his beanie over his face although this time, he didn’t have it with him. His outfit was a tad different than usual but it was clearly something he picked out because it still had the rough qualities that the man comes with. Tonight, he was wearing some random grey band shirt that I was pretty sure he doesn’t listen too and some tighter jeans than normally seen in.

I smirked and bent down slightly, the boots had given me a little more height but it doesn’t matter, I’m still taller than Misaki anyways. “Tell me Mi~Sa~Ki~” I drew out, knowing just how much he hated it when I said his name like that.

“Youlooksexyinthatoutfit.” His answer came out in a jumbled mess as he blurted it out and covered his burning face.

I paused for a moment but before I could think about what he said, I decided to have some fun. “Oh, Misaki.” I said lowly and slowly, pushing his arm off of his face to gently skim his cheek with the tips of my fingers. “Is that what you really think about me? Sexy?” He practically melted underneath my touch as I ran my finger across his jaw.

“O-okay! Saru, enough!” He violently pushed me a safe distance away and started to stomp off. After getting a few paces away, he called over his shoulder, “A-and yes, your s-sexy in that.”

Ha! I won~ I internally sang as I started to follow him. Our walk was mostly silent, midway Misaki had slowed down so we could walk together.

I watched him as we walked, complimenting him with my eyes. It’s not like nothing was new, same hair, same eyes, same gate, same annoying nervous twitches with his hands because he doesn’t know what to do with them, but recently, the same had became new… or it was just that I’m re-noticing some things for the first time, like that his hair curls ever so slightly at the ends and around his ears that makes it so difficult not to reach out and touch, or his eyes, the way they sparkle when excited or fiery when angered, or the way he walks, confident yet relaxed and always prepared to spring into action, or the small sullen movements he makes, unnoticeable twitches or common movements that are only noticeable when watched for a long time. I let out a sigh, resisting that very urge to reach out and touch the small curl behind his ear.

No matter how much I hated to admit it, it was still true. Ever since after the Destruction of the Slate, there has been these fleeting moments where I couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to be close to Misaki, to hold Misaki’s hand, to go on dates with Misaki, but that was impossible because those feelings might not be given back. But… is this a date?

“Misaki.” He looked up when I called his name. “Are we on a date?” If he asked why I asked him this, I could just play it off like I was trying to embarrass him but his reaction was pleasing.

His beautiful eyes widened for a moment before he sharply looked away. “N-no, unless you want it to be… I guess.” He shrugged. I was glad that he was looking away because a small grin had appeared on my lips.

“Hm… let’s make it a date then. Since it’s just you and me.” I said, picking up my pace a little now that I had spotted the bar. Thankfully, Misaki was smart enough not to choose Homra Bar to go to.

“Um… Saru, please don’t get mad.” I looked down at him in surprise yet preparedness, it must be horrific if he’s asking me not to get mad. The man scratched the back on his neck nervously as he said, “Well, some of the blues and my guys are going to be there as well.”

I stopped in the middle of my tracks with a sharp click of my boots. “Why? You could’ve told me.” I let the anger out into my voice, he should’ve told me or I won’t of dressed up so much. It’s not that I have much shame in it anymore but not everyone needs to know, I didn’t need the drama of questions around me.

Misaki stopped in front of me. “You need to get out more. You’re always cooped up in that stupid place of yours.” He cross his arms defiantly and continued. “And it wasn’t my decision for everyone to come. That Andy guy that works with you asked us to come so I thought it would be a good time for you to meet up with some of us again.”

I clicked my tongue. Of course Dōmyōji Andy would invite everyone to some bar and try to force me to go as well. “Fine. I’ll go with you but don’t force me to talk to your lot.” I walked passed him, now irritated that I couldn’t have the night with just Misaki.

Misaki picked up his pace and followed me before hopping forward and pushing the door open for me. I didn’t thank him, which was expected, and walked inside. Instantly, a few heads were turned and stared at me. I clicked my tongue and headed to the counter where I had spotted two empty seats.

“Yo, Yata. That’s the Fushimi guy right? The Scepter 4 third in command?” I didn’t recognize the speaker so I plopped down into the barstool next to some random Scepter 4 member whose name I’ve forgotten.

“Yep.” I heard Misaki’s reply so I listened to the conversation and watched out of the corner of my eye. “That’s Saru for ya.”

“Oh. I didn’t expect this but cool.” The man was leaning against the counter, looking calm and passive but what caught my eye was that his Horma mark was laid out against his neck. Usually Homra marks were on places that could be covered up, like mine and Misaki’s upon our collar bones. The man pushed off of the counter. “See you, Yata.” He started to walk off to the back of the bar.

“Yeah, see ya Isamu.” Misaki called to him and sat down next to me. “Sorry about that.”

“What did he mean about ‘I didn’t expect this’?” I asked, trying to make conversation. I already guessed that the answer was: he didn’t expect a high official in a security department, a formal member of Homra, and the key component of defeating Jungle to be dressed up in woman’s clothing.

Misaki shrugged. “Don’t know. You guys haven’t met yet so there’s probably lots of questions to be asked.” The bartender quickly took our orders while Misaki talked. “He, Isamu, joined us right before the whole Jungle nonsense.”

I nodded but the conversation ended there because I could really careless about this man. Drinks were placed down in front of the both of us before the bartender walked off. A beer was given to Misaki (which I disapproved of) and a beautiful blue margarita was given to me. Typically, I don’t drink but since Misaki was buying, I ordered myself a something special.

A odd prickle crawled up my spine from all of the small looks that people were giving me. Usually, I would be asked questions or given strange looks but the Scepter 4 and Homra members around me didn’t really seem to mind. Yes, there were off questions to their friend “is that Fushimi?” “I wonder where Misaki picked up his hot date?” but otherwise it was useless banter. If anyone had a problem with me trying to look pretty for once and not have a sucky night, they can speak to my knives.

“Saru! Can I ask you something?” Misaki turned so he was facing me more. He was gingerly holding his beer between his hands for a moment as if copulating if he really should drink it before indulging himself in it.

“You already did.” I mumbled.

“You know what I mean.” He laughed slightly. “I was thinking. Maybe Anna should…”

I blocked out his jabber and only nodded and said “yeah” every once in awhile. Once he gets going about something or someone of that dreaded gang, he won’t stop. I ran my fingers down the delicate, thin middle of the glass. As I watched my fingertips glide down the rod, I couldn’t help but think, I should’ve stayed at my dorm instead of going here. It’s not like there was anything for me to do here.

“Wait? You will?!” Misaki excitedly exclaimed, nearly falling out of his seat. “You’ll help tutor Anna?!”

“Eh?” I jerked up from where I was staring to look at the man next to me, confused on what I had just agreed upon.

“Yeah, Anna needs new tutors now that most of us is getting new jobs and such. Also, you’re really smart in the subjects she lacking in.” The man smiled and took a swig of his drink. “I didn’t think you would agree but surprise! You did.”

My mouth was hanging open, what the hell did I just agree to do? I was about to say no and reject the offer but I hesitated. Anna does need a tutor and it wasn’t like we had a dispute or anything. I’m not the best at helping people but Anna isn’t like normal people. “Tsk, don’t look so surprised and hopeful. I’ll only try once.”

“Thanks Saru.” He smiled, a wide warm smile that made me pause with my glass halfway up to drink.

I quickly ducked down to hide the blush that had threatened to crawl up, I muttered a whatever and drank some of my margarita.

“I’m going to say hi to some of the guys for a moment.” Misaki slid off of the stool and started to walk off.

“Wait, Misaki.” I hissed but he had already walked too far to hear me. Tsk. This is a date, not a place just to hang out with other people. I thought before taking a few sips of my drink. It didn’t taste all too bad.

I glanced around the place and I had to say, it wasn’t that bad after all. The Scepter 4 and Homra members were getting along too much for my liking but in the end, the lack of paperwork needed to go out to a bar was much better than having an all out fight. I only recognize a few people, of course all of the Special Forces officers were there which was expected, but a few lower paid Scepter 4 members were scattered among to old and new Homra members. Dōmyōji waved when we made eye contact and he tried to usher me over but I shook my head no.

Bored, I flexed my hands before straightening out my gloves. A strong voice sounded from behind me.

“Hey. Did that little munchkin run off?”

Now that was something I never heard Misaki be called. Typically it was chihuahua (curiosity of Eric Sōlt) or virgin but not munchkin. So, because of the abnormally of the question, I turned around. “Misaki is somewhere else.” I responded.

It was that neck-mark guy, Isamu, talking. He gave a small half grin as he sat down onto the stool next to me, in Misaki’s seat. “So… I heard that you got into pretty rough stuff a couple of months ago. I mean, I was there and all but that was neat; pretended to be a Jungle member and all. I doubt –”

“Where are you going with this?” I shot daggers at him. There was no patience within me to tolerate a lame Homra member talking about some mission that Munakata put me on.

Instead of backing off like most people would do when confronted with my personality, this man leaned forward slightly. He lifted a finger and gestured for the bartender to get him a drink while he answered with a grin. “Well, since you seem impatient to let me to get to my point, I’ll get to it now. I was going to congratulate you on your skill work. I’ve heard stories.” A few strands of black hair few down into his face as he watched me in interest. He looked like a typical Homra member, tall, strong built, obvious signs of being in several fights, but he was dressed more proper than others of his gang– black dress shirt unbuttoned at the collar and sleeves rolled up to the elbow which was accompanied by dark jeans and several bracelets. His hair was a bit more ruffled than when I glanced at him earlier, it was if he was doing that lame movie thing of running his fingers through his hair to try and make it look better yet always making it more ruffled looking.

I couldn’t help but be surprised by remark, who would want to tell stories about me? “And?” I promoted.

He chuckled, seemingly glad that I was interested. “A lot of them came from the vanguard but I’ve also heard other things. Not to be stalkerish or anything, but I’ve asked around some of your other friends–” Friends? If your talking either the blue or red idiots, neither of them are my friends, I thought. “– and they’ve said other fascinating stories.” Isamu took a beer from the bartender with a small thanks before continuing. “For instance, stories about how strong you were as a young Homra member; you were almost as strong as Kusanagi when partnered when the vanguard…” He went on to talk about my other accomplishments.

To be honest, it was quite annoying to have someone talking about how awesome your clan careers were. Although… having Misaki glot to others about me was a bit rewarding.

“So, Saruhiko– if I may call you that– I’ve also heard that you carry a full set of knives– not little throwing knives, but nice long ones. Also, that you never go anywhere without them…” His grin slid into a smirk. I was already bothered greatly by him calling me by my horrific first name but asking where I had deliberately hid my knives was worse. “Hm? I angered you?”

I shifted in my seat and turned away from him, desperately wanting Misaki to come back already. “More like irritating me. And don’t call me that and also don’t ask about my knives.”

Isamu wasn’t fazed, but arched an eyebrow in response. “So you are carrying them with you. I wonder where they are…” His gaze raked my body and I couldn’t help but twitch uncomfortably. Why the hell is his wondering where I keep my weapons? It’s not like he has a purpose for knowing.

I was, in fact, carrying some of my knives with me. After joining Scepter 4, I had fashioned myself with making a small harness that could fit nicely under my skirts. Although only six could fit on the belt, it was still useful. Also, I had modified my dress boots to hold at least two per boot on the inside. Thankfully, the work had not been in vain because I’ve used these modifications more than once against pathetic strains trying to jump me.

A poke on my thigh made me flinch. A sharp laugh came from Isamu from my reaction. “Under your skirt, eh?”

“Fuck off.” I finally growled out, fully ready to leave and not come back for Misaki.

Isamu raised his hands in defense, “Sorry sorry. Didn’t mean to piss you off. Just having a bit of fun.” He lowered his hands and drank a bit of his beer, that reminds me that I have my own drink still waiting to be drunk. The bottle made a low thump as he put it back down. He leaned lower still even though I had just told me to leave me alone. “And on the concept of fun… how would you like–”

“Saru! I’m ba– Isamu. What’s going on?” My Misaki was back, finally.

As Misaki gazed upon the scene he had just witnessed, a baffled look appeared on his face. I didn’t blame him for looking so confused– his gang member friend was leaning close to me, his hand slightly stretched out from where he had previously poked my leg and a sly smirk across his face– but what I didn’t expect was a flash of rage to cross his face and for him to stomp over to shove Isamu away. “Leave Saruhiko alone.” He demanded.

Isamu sat back, getting defensive. “Hey, I was just talking to the beauty. Doing nothing wrong.”

“Lier.” Misaki scuffed, sounding childish with the calling out but I couldn’t say I disagreed. “I came here with Saru so I get to leave here with Saru. Got it?”

A noise of genuine surprise escaped me. When did Misaki decide to beat down his own member for my sakes? The man sitting on the bar stool opposite of me also seemed surprised at his statement.

Although Isamu had been put off by Misaki’s brave statement, he still kept his confidence and aplomb. The man laughed mockingly and raised a hand to draw through his hair. “Really Yata? You and Saruhiko here–”

“Don’t call them that. Only I can, alright?” Misaki growled, his hands bunching up into fists. If this wasn’t such an imposing scene, I would’ve told him off for trying to protect me but I’ll let it slip this time.

Isamu continued his statement as if Misaki didn’t interrupt, “–are dating? I didn’t think a virgin like you could pick up someone like this. I wouldn’t be surprised if the two of you are in some kind of lewd deal. You can’t even go up to a girl and ask her out so I’m really not surprised that you are using a traitor as a substitute–”

It was I who interrupted not just him, but the whole bar around us. The only sounds that could be heard was the sharp gasp of the man before me, music dimly playing from a box in the back, and a click as someone dropped their glass lightly on a table top. What had startled everyone to silence and stares was the knife glinting as it was dangerously raised to Isamu’s throat. Once the oddly marked man, more like flea, had started to insult Misaki and me in one of the lowest ways possible, I had clicked; at lightning speeds, I had whipped a knife out of my skirt and pointed it at him.

“Coward.” A hiss escaped from between my teeth. “I didn’t perceive that even a Homra member would stoop so low to not only attempt to get me to go out with them, but then right after, insult their senior with the said person they are trying to go out with.” I withdrew my knife and stood up.

Chatter started to erupt again as I made my way out of the bar and out onto the street. What set me off? Typically, I would stand idly by as the flea throw insults but I had acted this time.

“Saru!” Misaki bursted out of the bar and ran over to me. The look of rage was still hot on his face but it clearly not towards me due to the lack of yelling. “Hey, sorry about that. Isamu was probably drinking before we had got there.”

The weak excuse didn’t cut it. “Whatever, Misaki.” I sighed, turning on my heel to start walking back to my dorm which I had only left about an hour go, with the walking taking most of the time.

“Eh? Come on. Let’s go to Homra Bar.” Misaki suggested, catching up to me. “No one is there except for Kusanagi and Anna. I’ll even call to make sure.” When I didn’t reply to his pleading, he kept going. “O-or my place. We can play videogames and stuff. I can even make you something to eat.”

I kept walking without a word. There was no reason that I should go to Homra Bar, only to be reminded of when I was a member of that gang.

“You don’t have to be a jerk about everything. We could do something different, this is a date after all.” Misaki’s outburst made me pause and look at him, mildly interested in what he had to say. When our gaze met, he flushed– it was bright enough to be seen even at night. “W-well… only if you want too. I-it’s not like I’m asking you o-out or anything.” He fidgeted, once again automatically trying to pull at his nonexistent beanie.

The weight of disappointment shouldn’t of been present. It wasn’t like I’m pining him (or at least I haven’t realized it just yet) or anything along those lines. Yes, I have feelings for him but I’m not ashamed of it. Of course it took a while to realize and then find out that it was okay to like Misaki; when I had went to the Yata Family’s house, Misaki’s mother had pointed out that she doesn’t mind if I liked Misaki that way and that she rather it would be me over anyone else. The knowing looks from both Munakata and Awashima doesn’t help the matter any.

I clicked my tongue, deliberately keeping eye contact with him so he can’t turn away and hide from the subject. “Well, are you asking me out?”

Misaki visibly stiffened but his next words came out in a rashful mess. “Yes. I’m asking you out.”

“Let’s get this straight. Isamu is apparently a barbarian, and you guys are goin’ out?” Kusanagi paused in the middle of cleaning his glass to lean on the counter and look at the pair sitting at his bar top.

Misaki let out a bashful laugh and grinned. “Yep. And that’s why we are here.”

“Only because you half dragged me here.” I mumbled into my drink. When we had got here, Misaki had ordered me the same blue margarita like from the old bar; I didn’t complain because I had barely drank half of the old one and I liked the taste of it.

Kusanagi chuckled. “That’s swell at least.” The glass let out a soft clink as it was set down onto the counter. “Oh Anna. You want somethin’?”

The girl, Anna, had seated herself onto the bar stool next to Misaki. She was wearing a lion night onesie and holding a red marble up to her eye. To people who don’t know her, this sight would be rather confused and unnerving. A soft smile appeared on her lips as she looked at me through her marble. “Saruhiko looks pretty tonight.” She said calmly before looking at Kusanagi. “I thought everyone was going out. And I sense that something bad happened.”

Misaki answered for Kusanagi. “Isuma was being a jerk, that’s all. I rather spend the night here anyways.”

I let the three talk as I busied myself with the blue drink before me. Isamu’s words couldn’t help but come back to me: “I’m really not surprised that you are using a traitor as a substitute.” Like hell would Misaki be able to use me as a substitute, I am the farthest from a little pretty girl as can be. Ice seemed to trickle down my spine as psychopathic laugher suddenly invaded the back of my mind, I hadn’t been taunted in such a way since my father had been alive.

“Misaki.” Anna’s voice snapped me out of it, her tone was oddly demanding like she was in fact trying to get me out of it. “We had a deal.”

I took a few shallow breaths before focusing on the conversation at hand.

“Deal?” Misaki looked down at her confused but a light bulb seemed to come alight a moment after. “O-oh. That. I don’t think Saru is up for it tonight…”

“For what, Misaki?” I asked.

He clammed up for a moment, his cheeks reddening as he answered, “I… it’s stupid. You won’t like it anyways.” He muttered, not looking at me.

I watched him for a moment, copulating if it was really necessary to push him on the subject until I saw Anna glaring at him. It must be really important if she is actually mad at him. “Well… I’ll be leaving if you won’t tell me. There’s no point to be here if secrets are around.”

“Chu, like you should be talking.” Misaki huffed but got up out of his seat. “I’ll be right back.” He retreated to the stairs leading to the other rooms.

While Misaki was upstairs getting whatever he was getting, Anna abandoned her seat to retrieve some newspaper. The paper crinkled slightly as she laid it out across the coffee table. “Saruhiko.” She pointed to the table which I assumed where she wanted me to sit (the two black couches that was usually around the table were pushed against a different wall for some unknown reason).

I followed the lioness’s silent instructions and sat next to the table. By the time I sat down, Misaki galloped down the stairs. Whatever that was in his hands clicked several times before he placed it down on the table.

“… nail polish?” Whatever I was expecting, it wasn’t this. A small box sat upon the table, inside was several bottles of nail polish were set in rows by color. The box was mostly filled with reds and oranges but blues and blacks dotted between the fiery colors.

I gingerly picked a blue from the box and examined the bottle before looking up at Misaki for an explanation. Misaki put his hands on his hips and said in a proud manner, even though I knew he was dying from embarrassment inside, “When you were still in Homra, I had asked Chitose to teach me how to do makeup and stuff for ladies. You like to be feminine sometimes so I decided I would try and learn so I can help you. It’s stupid really but I continued testing and trying things out even after you left so yeah.” A sheepish grin crossed his face. “Anna made a promise with me that if, one day, I managed to get you in here, I would paint both yours and hers nails. So, I agreed so she let me test on her.”

Anna nodded, proving the story was accurate. Misaki was still standing there, waiting for the go ahead. After a moment of thought, I clicked my tongue. “Tsk, as long as you don’t screw it up.”

A smile crossed his face as he joyously plopped onto the ground across from me. “I won’t.” He carefully emptied the box and lined the colors out so I could see them all. “Pick the ones you like.” He offered.

I reached out and plucked out a royal blue and black from the row. A bottle with clear-white sparkles caught my eye so I hesitantly grabbed that out as well. I put the bottles into Misaki’s hands before carefully removing my gloves and putting them into my handbag.

Misaki looked over my choices for a moment and hummed. “Okay. I have an idea.” He gestured for my hand so I held it out for him. “So, we could do all of your nails this blue except for the ring finger where we could do the black with the white sparkles over it. Is that okay?”

There was no problem with that so I nodded and let him take my hand. Misaki gently ran his fingers against mine before laying my hand out against the newspaper.

This is… new. The old was me. Once in middle school, I had found a bottle of purple nail polish laying around on the floor of the classroom. At this point in time, I had started to seriously consider my sexuality and gender. Typically, I could really care less– if you’re happy, be happy, I have no reason to judge, but then, feelings had started to swirl inside me like a whirlpool. I was angry at myself at first, fully believed that I am just a monkey… a failure, a failure that I couldn’t just be a normal guy that went to school and could hit on girls. So, when I found the little purple bottle, I had hid behind the school. I was curious, no stupid, and started to paint my nails. I have never done that, actually do something that was girly. It was a rush of feelings, angry, happiness, sadness, giddiness; there was enough feelings that I couldn’t help but laugh as my eyes teared up. It was proof that I was a failure but also proof that I could be someone different, someone whose life wasn’t an endless parade of despair. During the midst of raw feelings, Misaki had found me hunched up behind the baseball pits. First, he was concerned, who wouldn’t be if their friend is hiding with tears falling down their face? But once he saw the nail polish bottle laying in the grass by my feet, he just smiled. A genuine beautiful warm smile cross his face as he laughed and picked up the bottle, saying, “Fushimi, you could’ve told me. There’s nothing to be ashamed about.” He grabbed my half painted hand and brush-cap to start to go to work after those words. His blind acceptance was… wonderful. Wonderful in the fact that he could really care less whether I wore skirts or pants, whether I wore make up or went bare, whether I was girl or a boy. He took me for who I was– his friend.

I looked up from where I was watching when music softly started to play. Kusanagi had walked out from behind his bar and started up the radio which was situated in the corner of the room. “A bit too quiet.” He said, answering my questioning gaze.

Misaki glanced up at me, an excited look was still in his eyes. After making sure that it was okay to proceed (he had finished the royal blue), he carefully replaced the cap to the blue before opening up the black. The feeling of coolness from the wet paint set mini shivers through me as Misaki carefully spread the paint out to fill my ring finger. He was cautious to not hit the now drying fingers while also trying not to get the paint onto my skin.

His blind acceptance is beautiful.

“‘Night, boys.”

“You too!” Misaki waved to Kusanagi as he pushed open the door; I gave him a short nod. After a few hours at the bar (talking, nail polish, and watching a few of Totsuka’s tapes), Anna had literally fell asleep standing– which meant that it was well past her bedtime, and Misaki and I had a scolding from Kusanagi about not coming in so late at night. I would’ve retorted with, it’s not my fault that you kept the bar open until midnight, but that wouldn’t be the best idea at this time of night. So, we left the bar with our destination being Scepter 4 HQ.

The jingle of bells accompanied the clicks of my boots and the content sigh that slipped out of Misaki as the door fell shut. We walked in silence for a few minutes until Misaki attempted to start a conversation. “Um… Do you… Do you have the day off sometime soon?” He stiffened when I glanced down at him. “I-I mean, just wondering’. It’s not like I’m asking you out or any– oh wait! I did.” He reached up to itch his neck sheepishly.

“Your brain must be as big as your stature.” I said smoothly.

It took a few seconds before Misaki burst, “Oi! My brain isn’t small.”

Silent laughter shook me. “Oh, but you agreed that you are short and small.” I couldn’t help but smirk at him.

“Don’t be an ass.” Misaki rolled his eyes. After a brief moment of silence he muttered, “So…”

“Friday.”

“Eh?”

“You asked when I had the day off so that’s the day.” I clicked my tongue and picked up my pace slightly, the cold had pricked at my skin. “I’m going to stay and tend to the work that wasn’t finish.” A frown had pulled itself across his face. “… unless you have something planned.”

The frown vanished and was replaced with a hopeful look. “We could do something like we did tonight, just not do something with my guys.” He proceeded to add a comment about how he’s going to kick Isamu’s ass once he sees him again but I disregarded that. “You had fun tonight right?”

“Tsk.” There was no denying it, I did have “fun” per say. “You could say that.”

Misaki smiled, looking triumph. “So that means that you liked our date?”

“I already answered.” I snipped lightly, a bit bashful about admitting this. “But you still have until we reach the headquarters. Don’t mess it up.”

“I’ll try not.”

“Try?”

“Come on! I don’t know what’s going to happen in the future.” He waved his arm for elaboration, which actually didn’t make much sense in this situation.

“Me either…” Six years ago, I didn’t know what would happen when I picked up the purple nail polish bottle. Four years ago, I didn’t know what would happen when I scourged my Homra tattoo. Two years ago, I didn’t know what would happen when I fell into a tunnel with Misaki. Four months ago, I didn’t know what would happen when I was being attack by JUNGLE and was strained hopeless. Two hours ago, I didn’t know what would happen when I held the knife against Isamu’s throat. Two minutes ago, I didn’t know what would happen when I lit a small fire of raw youth and happiness in Misaki’s eyes.

“Well, maybe we could go out to lunch or something. Friday. Kusanagi wants me to help at the bar in the morning but I’m off the rest of the day.” Misaki supplied which I only shrugged to.

The streets around became busier as we walked along, businessman walking home from work, 24/7 shops still alight with a bored worker or two inside, a loud meowing came from an alley, and more of that sort of thing. We were obvious to this though, after living in this city for so long, we’ve gotten use to this life. I would’ve also missed a man staring at me if it wasn’t for Misaki who started growling in his direction like a dog. I questioned why he started being protective, “What? You don’t like people staring at me?”

“Chu, you know all what they want. It’s not you, it’s that gorgeous chick facade you have going on.” He said offendedly, still glaring at the man until we rounded the corner.

His wording had peaked my interest. “‘Gorgeous’ “

Misaki stumbled to a stop, nearly bumping into me as he was stunned by his own word choice. His cheeks turned red under the street light. “I’m not going to lie. Y-you look gorgeous in everything.” He continued with his confession, words pouring from his lips like it was something he had held back for a long time. “You’re beautiful in everything: skirts, suits, and even that crappy sweatshirt you had in middle school. It’s so annoying how you can look so good in everything. I hate it that you can look so beautiful without noticing.” To an outsider, it would look like Misaki was spatting and trying to start a fight but to me, it was just Misaki being brave. He moved forward, getting closer as if he was trying to make me believe by throwing the words into my face. “I just want you to see how beautiful you are and that you are not just some piece of trash. Okay, Saruhiko? You’re gorgeous, beautiful–”

I don’t know what made me do it. Maybe it was the warmth that bloomed within me at his words– “Gorgeous”, “Beautiful”, “Sexy.”– that drove me to this predicament. I had cut him off with a kiss; it was inexperienced, off target, impulsive, but still a kiss at best.

I don’t regret it.

A squeak escaped him when I touched his lips, but he didn’t push me away, it was more like he was frozen in surprise. His cheeks under my hands burned as I slowly pulled away. The amber in his eyes sparkled as they widened, surprise and shock were visible in them, yet they held no anger.

The corners of Misaki’s lips lifted and relief swept through me. I haven’t messed up. I fondly watched as he raised his hand to intertwine our finger, keeping my hand upon his cheek.

There was no questions, no “can I kiss you again?”, no “why did you do that?”, no “can we do this somewhere else?”; all of those questions were answered already and the answered didn’t mattered because we were already kissing again. A miniature breathy giggle slipped out of the man as we bumped noses, neither of us were experienced in this area, before sudally correcting ourselves. I closed my eyes and shifted my free hand into his hair to keep him close this time.

A loud bout of giggling and laughing make the pair of us jump, apparently we both had drowned out the noise of the street that we were on. I didn’t recognize the laugher but Misaki clearly did because flung himself away from me and snapped his gaze over to the watchers.

After a second or two, I dimly recognized the couple. Chitose Yō was grinning at them, his arm wrapped around a woman’s waist. “Good job, Yata.” The man commented.

“S-shut up!” I raised an eyebrow as Misaki nearly-literally burst, his blush was quite clear as his whole face and neck lit up. “You were stalking us, weren’t you.” He accused his fellow Homra member.

The man shook his head. “No, Erika and I were just at the restaurant back there.” He jerked his thumb over his shoulder. “I was just walking her home until we found this.”

Misaki bristled like a cat, “You didn’t have to interrupt us!” He wildly turned on his heel, grabbed my wrist, and proceeded to stomp off. “Let’s go Saru.”

“Wait!” The woman, Erika, hurriedly slipped out from Chitose’s arm and approached us before we could leave them behind. “Excuse me, but it seems that you smudged the lipstick while kissing.”

I glanced at Misaki to see if it was true as Erika took a cloth out of her purse. I had, indeed, smudged a bit of blue into his lips. Misaki gratefully took the cloth from the woman and proceeded to try to take the dark blue off of his face.

Erika told Misaki to keep the cloth before hurrying back to her boyfriend. The pair waved farewell before walking in the opposite direction.

Are we going to talk about it? The kiss? That question stuck in my mind since Misaki and I had continued to walk. I glanced down at him, searching for any inclinations that would lead me to believe that he wanted to talk… but there wasn’t. Misaki had his hands in his pockets, head dipped to stare at the ground before him, and he was a step or two away from me. Although this didn’t look like he wanted to talk, it struck a chord in me; it shouldn’t of bothered me this much, the way Misaki was acting. Typically, he would be leaning closer to me, eyes bright and attentive, and ready to talk about useless batter like his day or some video game he is currently playing.

After a few minutes of uncertainty, I stiffly said, “So… tell me about that skateboarding competition that was mentioned that day at the park.” Don’t get me wrong, I like the quiet, peaceful walk with Misaki but it just felt wrong to watch him sulk for whatever reason.

Misaki jerked his head up, his eyes wide in surprise. “O-oh. Sure.” He paused, biting his lip in thought before continuing. “Uh… So, I ended up entering that competition, like I said. It’s in… a couple of weeks I think, in one of the old warehouses that they changed into trick ramps. It will actually be really cool and stuff. If I get in and win, I could go too another competition and if I win that one, I could go to the United States for more competition. I’m thinking of inviting some people to watch and stuff, and you come… if you want…” The last sentence came out as a mumble, it was as if he was unsure with the idea of me coming to watch.

The way he was acting prickled my nerves. Did I do something wrong? Although I could not do anything and let the matter fix itself over time, I do like Misaki’s kisses and want more in the future. So, I suddenly snapped, “Tsk, whatever I did wrong, ignore it. Obviously I upset you.”

Misaki jumped, clearly not expecting what I had said. “You didn’t do anything wrong!” He said startledly, but an ashamed look crossed his face.

“Then what’s the problem.”

“I-its nothing.”

“Misaki,” I hissed, clearly getting agitated that he wouldn’t just spit out what he was thinking. Our walk had started to get slower, it was as if the both of us both wanted to stop and continue to talk but both of us wanted to continue to our goal. “I’m not blind nor stupid, there is something wrong with you.”

Misaki visibly winced at my words. He stuffed his hands deeper into his pockets and let out a long sigh. “This is really fucking stupid but since you’re so persistent for whatever reason, I’ll tell you.” He kept his gaze pointedly away from me as he spoke. “I just don’t want what happened when you were in Homra to happen again… what I mean is that I don’t want to become so naive again, in any sense of the word and situation. We were both stupid then but I don’t want that happening again, ya know?” I did understand, more than he could explain. Although it wasn’t a just single cause that made me leave Homra, I can see which one Misaki was getting at.

“I didn’t like the way Misaki was acting.” I sighed, answering her earlier inquiry. The noises of the nightly flare nearly ceased as we turned the corner leading to the Scepter 4 Headquarters. He glanced at me in confusion so I explained. “Misaki sulking got annoying.”

“Oi! I wasn’t sulking… just distracted that’s all.” He huffed, nudging me. “It’s you who’s sulking.”

“About what then?”

Misaki relaxed, rolling his eyes. “I don’t know. Probably about something lame.” A teasing smirk crossed his face.

“Kissing Misaki isn’t lame.” Despite the fact that I wasn’t sulking, I took the chance to tease him. I could be sulking about that but Misaki acting different had worried me more.

“W-what?” He stammered, his characteristic blush coming into play according to plan. We both simultaneously stopped until the same lamppost from the beginning of this night.

“You heard what I said.” A lazy smirk creeped across my lips. “I liked kissing Misaki.” It wasn’t a lie, I truly liked it. During the minutes that we weren’t talking, I hadn’t be able to keep what had just happened out of my mind; the fondness in his beautiful eyes, the feel of his cheeks lighting up under my hands, the softness of his hair as I shifted my fingers into it, and the electrifying touch as we kissed, I couldn’t keep it out of my mind. I like this new.

He kept blushing his ridiculous red as I watched him for an answer. “O-oh. Um… we can do it again if you w-want.” He stopped hiding his face and stepped forward to me, trying stay brave.

“Hm… I do want to.” This time, I wasn’t teasing as I reached out and gently ran my fingers down his cheek. A hopeful smile popped up on his face as I leaned closer to him. Once I had stooped low enough to reach him, he surged up on his toes to wrap his arms around my shoulders and to press his lips to mine.

We stayed like that for a moment, Misaki wrapped around my shoulders and my free arm around his waist, before he slowly broke away. It felt nice, standing here, pressed up against Misaki. A content sound escaped him as he opened his eyes. I didn’t want to pull away. I ever so gently move my fingers into his hair to slowly touch that irresistible curl that was behind his ear that I’ve always want to touch, to caress. My freshly painted nails stood out clearly against his orange hair, the black and the blues looked like the night sky because of the way is clear dots that were scattered. At this moment I realized Misaki is the sun, I am the night; we are opposites, yes, but beautiful opposites but the same when joined at the same moment, at the same time we are beautiful.

“Saru?”

“Hm?”

“A-are we really boyfriends?”

“What do you think?”

Misaki thought for a moment before tightening his hold around my shoulders and leaning back up slightly, “Yes, we are.” He didn’t seem embarrassed anymore, his reddened face had calmed down into a soft pink, but instead he looked… happy, happy to be standing here with me. Happy to be in a relationship with me of all people.

Warmth bloomed within me at his simple words. “Misaki.” I needed to say his name; I could really not care about how much he hates his name because it sounds “lame” and it’s “girly”, what mattered was that I liked it. I like how his name rolls off of my tongue, it’s like a music note– its gradual at first until the last syllable with a nice -ki and that I can mold the name into different sounds and shapes, some longer, drawn out teasings or a short, needy call to catch his attention. His name has always been alluring to me.

We shared another short kiss before Misaki lowered himself back down to the ground, painfully pulling away from the embrace. We both knew we couldn’t stay there like that for the whole night– we would have to break apart some time or we would’ve fallen asleep on the hard sidewalk. Misaki bashfully chuckled and took a step back away from me. “Um… just text me when you get up tomorrow, alright? Just say hi or something so I know when you get up. You need a good night’s sleep.”

“I’m not a child, Misaki” I lightly snipped back but there was no heat behind the words, Misaki has always worried over me and my health which always caused me to snap back with the usual “I don’t need to be taken care of” retort, although… I do rather like him dotting on me.

“You know what I mean.” He rolled his eyes before glancing down at his PDAWatch and grimacing. “It’s already too late. Knowing you, you would get up five hours earlier just to do work.”

There was no argument there, I have gotten up early or stayed up late just to work several times and especially for the past few months since the Slate was destroyed. Timeless Palace, the ministry, and Scepter 4 has been tirelessly working on the worldwide outbreak of strains ever since Jungle has let the Slate’s powers be unleashed. I shrugged, “At least I’m getting things done, unlike you.”

Misaki went to retort but he ended up closing his mouth and saying instead. “Whatever, Saru… Just promise me that you will sleep tonight.”

I gave into his pleadings and nodded. “I’ll try.”

We stood there in an awkward silence, neither of us knowing what to say. Misaki silently rocked on his heels, stuffing his hands back into his pockets. After a few minutes, he seemed to find words again. “… good night, I guess.” He muttered out. “I mean, I walked you home and all, s-so I guess that this is the end of the night.”

No. The word hung on the tip of my tongue. No, I don’t want to leave Misaki just yet. I don’t want to leave his sidelong glances, his boisterous laugh, his small nudges when trying to catch my attention… but I had to go, it’s impossible to stay the whole night with him only to leave at the break of dawn the next day.

So, I took a small step closer to him, trying to catch the last close encounter with him before I had to turn in for the night. “Yes, it is. Anything else to say before I go?” The last part was a last hopeful note, bluntly asking for him to keep me there with him for longer.

Misaki shrugged then a lightbulb seemed to light up, the bulb was behind his eyes making them sparkle in wondrous thought. I love how they sparkle like they do. “It kinda feels like déjà vu, doesn’t it?” I raised an eyebrow so he continued with a small laugh, “Like, here we are, standing under the same lamppost, in front of the same place, in the same clothes, in the same positions, and such. Except that you don’t have your gloves on and that I’m taking you back instead of picking you up.”

His inquiry was exactly on point, except for… “Do you still think I’m sexy?” I smirked and leaned forward, doing the same thing from the beginning of the night, but instead of Misaki getting flustered and pushing me away, he let my fingertips slide across his cheek and jaw like it had so many times this evening with a small laugh and smile.

As my fingertips went to part from his skin, he snapped up hand up and caught mine within his. I watched in utter surprise as brought my palm up to his lips. “That answer will never change.” He replied against my palm, pressing a soft kiss to it.

I don’t know who was most flustered after that answer. For one of the rarest moments of my life, I had actually felt my face heat up, spreading across my cheeks and down my neck. Misaki had also started blushing again, his confidence crumbling against my palm after his act. My chuckle came out crackled, “I never expected you to do that, Misaki.” I said his name deliberately, making his jolt a bit as I lowered my voice.

“O-okay. This is getting too much.” He dropped my hand much to my displeasure and moved a bit away… but I was glad he backed away and tossed away the moment, I was spending too much time dilly-dallying.

With the imprint of Misaki’s lips invisibly printed on the inside my palm, I moved over to the front gate with a sharp click of my boots. The sound reverberated into the silent night, making me keenly aware of that anyone could hear Misaki and I’s private conversations, but none of that mattered to me at that moment in time. The gate spluttered open as I pulled it open just enough so I could slip inside. I paused before walking in, the feeling like I was missing something prickled at the back of my mind.

I glanced over to see Misaki still standing there, rocking on his heels and watching me. “You going to stand there all night?”

He started. “You haven’t said good night yet.”

“Neither have you.” I deadpanned.

I could see him sighs and roll his eyes. “Good night Saruhiko.” I could hear the smile through his voice even when he was pretending to be distraught about me pointing out the obvious.

“Good night Misaki.” I slipped inside the gate after sending a final glance his way, only to capture the last moments of the night.

Hm… I know why I went to go to that stupid bar tonight. I went because that’s where my wonderful evening would begin.

[foulfurywombat-blog]

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So, I got my 03 Grand Cherokee when I was 16 last year, I really love it but I get like 17mpg in it and I work part time because of school. Insurance on it isnt too bad, never had a ticket or accident or anything. I want another car, maybe a civic or something, I have about 4k saved up right now and I am looking at this civic 4 door that supposedly gets like 30mpg. Idk, I want to have both though, I go offroading with the cherokee and all that, but I want the car for a commuter. Any advice on what kind of plan I would need and all that?""

What happen if drive car with no insurance?

i've been buying this used car since last 2 weeks and drive it with no insurance. The MOT and tax will end in August. I just cant afford to buy the insurance yet. What happen if i don't insured it? i live in Northern Ireland, UK""

I have three inflatable jumpers, do I need to have liability insurance?

Well I just bought three jumpers to start my own business, but I'm wondering if I need liability insurance and permit? In the state of California, please help

How can i get car insurance cheap ?

i am a young driver and car insurance is a joke how do i get it cheap without breaking any laws ?

Car insurance help?

Ok so im about to turn 16. my parents said they would get me a car, but only if i paid my own insurance. can u please tell me how much it would be a month. and what company would be the lowest price. i dont know if u need this info but. im 16. white ( someone told me it matters?), i live in florida (palm beach county), and the car will probably be an audi a4. thanks for help""

Using business address zip code for cheaper car insurance?

Can I use my business address instead of my home address for my car insurance? I have a full time job and drive to work with my car. Is there a problem with this? What if I purchase the insurance with my work address and then change that address to my home address?

Who offers the cheapest motorcycle insurance?

I'm a college student. I'm 19 from PA. I wanna get a little ninja 250. any suggestions?

Insurance rate?

best insurance company in clear lake, houston""

Car insurance question???

i have just had my car stolen and was wandering if it was worth claiming on. It is insured for 2500 and they are willing to right it off and pay up but I have a new car that I need to get insurance for. My cheapest qoute is 450. Anyone have a rough idea how much my insurance would go up if I claimed for my old car?? Basically... should i just accept my losses on the old car or claim. cheers

Can we get cheap car insurance in the UK as Australians?

My partner and I are moving to the UK in March and had intended to buy a car. Just an Astra or something for under 1000. However, when I put our details into insurance websites it tells us we will have to pay upwards of 2000 for 3rd party insurance. I realise this is because we have not been residents or have held UK licences but is there any way to get something cheaper? This seriously hinders our plans, we can't afford that amount of money but were really hoping to have a car. Can any one give us any advice? I have put in that we have a UK licence (as we would be prepared to get upon arrival and would have to any way after 12 months) but this does little to change the quotes.""

Car Insurance - Which one?

Hi all, I am shopping around for a new car insurance company. I've been comparing quotes and it seems like either Gieco, Progressive, TheHartford. As I've never had experience w/ either of these companies, could anyone here chime in w/ their thoughts on either?""

How much is MOTORCYCLE INSURANCE?????

I am 23. I want to get a sports motorcycle. How much will my insurance be?

About how much should the car insurance of a 17 year old who drives a 2003 Black Ford Mustang?

About how much should the car insurance of a 17 year old who drives a 2003 Black Ford Mustang?

Need car insurance help?

how much a month would it cost for a 16 year old and a 78 corvette please help

Which car = Cheap insurance for young female driver?

I'm female, 20 and live in England. I've been on moneysupermarket, comparethemarket and confused.com but all I seem to get is quotes over 4,000 on car insurance for a KA 1.2!! I haven't bought the car yet, as I think it's wise to check out insurance quotes. I'm not really bothered about the car, aslong as it runs fine.. So which car is best to get insured when your a 20 year old female, newly qualified driver?? thanks p.s. other notes if you need them: I will be driving roughly 5,000 - 6,000 miles a year. The car will be parked on a public road or public car park. I don't really want to spend more than 1,000 on my first car. Only using for social/pleasure""

How do we work with insurance companies in California?

We are a Southern California Drywall Company and would like to work with insurance companies. How do we get started?

What is the best 4x4 as a first car? Also cheap to run.?

I live in a pretty rugged region, and, for my intended job as a country vet it would really help to have a car tough enough to cope with the bumps and ruts. Now I know that the best 4x4 overall is the land rover defender and, money permitting, of course I'd have one. But to run and insure nearly all 4x4s are massively expensive! So far I've considered the old rav 4, a suzuki ignis, or the old fiat panda 4x4 and as of yet, i prefer the latter as it seems cheap to run, cheap to insure and also has the practicality of being small but robust. So if there is any other car better suited to this, ideally as cheap as possible to buy, run and insure, then I'd really be glad of the help.""

""On average, how much would motorcycle insurance be for someone under 21?""

I want to get a motorcycle to save on gas and just because there awesome, but before I jump into things i want to see if you can help. I am trying to chose between a 1993 or1999 Harley XL Sportster and want to know on a rough estimation how much it will be for insurance for a minor?""

Does car insurance typically cover the car being totaled due to flooding?

I live in the Midwest, where everything is flooding. My husband just called and said that his car was flooded, and is now not running. Does car insurance typically cover this? I know I'll need to check with our insurance company in the morning, but I'm just curious if that is considered an act of God, therefore covered under a comp. claim. We have full coverage.""

Am I paying too much for car insurance?

My parents make me pay 100$ a month for car insurance. I have Allstate. I drive a 93 ford escort and have never gotten a ticket or in an accident. I'm 19 years old

What are the insurance rates on a chevy S10?

it is a 2-door, v6, 2WD, extended cab truck, no mods, just stock""

What other affordable insurance could i get for my kids for them to be able to get braces as needed?

im currently unemployed and have the medical cARD AND MY CHILDREN NEED BRACES WHAT OTHER LOW COST INSURANCE COULD or should i get for them to be able to get the braces they need

How can I get back on my mom's health insurance/Medicaid?

My mother is on Medicaid and I got kicked off her insurance at 19, I am now 21. I'm in college full time and I have a job. Why wont they keep on it? I'm stuck paying for my own insurance but every other young adult is on their parents insurance until their 26. Is it because she has Medicaid not regular insurance? If yes, why?""

Are there any insurance companies that offer discounts for drivers of hybrid cars?

I know Traveler's does but their rates are really high to start with, so 10% off that is actually a ton more expensive than my regular insurance. I'm looking to insure a 2005 civic hybrid. (which for fair note I love!) Thanks in advance!""

17 year old looking to buy a car ( what cars are cheap to insure)?

hey as the title says what cars are cheap to insure and tax and so on please say the make as i dont have a clue about what makes of cars and stuff, prefer a 4 door as got a kid so it will be easier getting in and out with the car seat, thanks""

Insurance company policy?

I was hit in a wreck. They're insurance company quoted me $400 and wrote me a check for it which I did not accept. All they did was look at the external damages. Then I took it to a dealer collision center and they quoted me $1100 and they guessed more damage was done but couldn't say unless they took apart my bumper. I'm not wanting to get it fixed in a shop since my father can fix it for me, but $400 is not going to cover the cost of fixing it. so my question is... Does their insurance company have to give me the money quoted by other body shops or is my only option having it fixed in a shop?""

How do you transfer a title to a car without getting insurance on it right away?

I just bought this old muscle car. The thing is, it's winter now. I won't be driving this car until spring through fall. I just want to know if there is any way to get the title transfered, without getting insurance on it right away. I know insurance is going to be a factor in transferring this title. I have insurance, just I don't need it on the car right now, I just want to get it home. Any help is appreciated. Thanks""

What is the cheapest car insurance for 17yr olds?

What is the cheapest car insurance for 17yr olds?

I have three inflatable jumpers, do I need to have liability insurance?

Well I just bought three jumpers to start my own business, but I'm wondering if I need liability insurance and permit? In the state of California, please help

Insurance boyfriend and girlfriend.?

Well as topic says I need an insurance for me and gf (I don't have one yet) and I live in newyork and she lives in georgia I need some plan that can have me and her on same thing and I can pay for it. Your help is appreciated

Surgery and insurance?

if my surgery is going to cost me $3,500..and i have a $5,000 dollar deductible on my insurance..then i can't use my insurance can i? =(.. pretty much i have to pay for the surgery..BUTTTT if my surgery was let's say about $7,000.. then that means insurance company would pay $5000 and i would pay the rest of $2000 rightttt???? sorry...i'm just trying to understand this and make sure""

Car Insurance Question?

Hi I was involved in a road traffic accident, I have valid insurance & my vehicle is being repaired. My insurance is registered at my current home address but I have just realised that my driving licence still shows my previous address. I am being provided with a courtesy car & have to provide my licence number, will this make my claim invalid???""

Where is the cheapest place to get car insurance for a 17 year old male?

Where is the cheapest place to get car insurance for a 17 year old male?

Best motorcycle insurance coverage and cheapest in PA?

What is the cheapest motorcycle insurance i can get in Philadelphia PA? I know i could get a quote but i dont want to get a bunch of junk mail and give my personal information away. Basically, which insurance provider is the best? For the price? And also, what do you think would be my quote and what provider? Im 18 years old, with my first motorcycle, 2007 suzuki gsxr 600 (dont whine, im not wasting money on a 250cc bike) i also took the MSF safety course. (gives me about a 10% discount) ill choose the best answer if i get a good one.""

How much would it cost for insurance for a 18 year old with a 2001 toyota celica? Monthly and yearly?

In Canada not US

Is insurance for a V6 going to be automatically higher than a 4cyl?

Getting an Audi A4. The 1.8t (4 cycl) is the same cost as my insurance now. I found a 2.8t (v6) that I liked better though, and did not ask if that would cost more... Think it would kill my insurance?""

What is an insurance program?

I have heard the term, Programs Division, and Programs Underwriter. What exactly are Programs and how do they differ from the regular products an insurance agency offers?""

Where do you find affordable health insurance with a pre-existing condition?

Where do you find affordable health insurance with a pre-existing condition?

Average cost of auto insurance for 21 year old male?

i know it changes with companies but i just wanting to kno a ball park estimate so i can budget accordingly

How much insurance cost for 350z?

Im 18 and i have a clean record and what does the insurance cost in wisconsin ,Port Washington . For each insurance company if you can tell me please .""

Will my insurance go up when i get my own car?

i'm on my grandpa's insurance which makes my insurance 27 dollars a month but i do not have my own car. when i get my own car will the insurance go up and if so, how much will it go up?""

Car Insurance Payments?

Is the car insurance still in act even if I don't pay for it on the day the payment is due, or does the insurance stop and resume until I pay for it? And, if I don't pay the car insurance on time, will they charge me until I pay them?""

High deductible home insurance: what company offers the highest deductible?

I'm looking for an A+ rated home insurance company that might offer a $10,000 or even $20,000 deductible.""

Why should the average family carry umbrella insurance?

Does anyone out there know anyone that actually NEEDED to cash in on their umbrella policy? What were the circumstances of the incident? I'm wondering if our family should carry it because we have a teenager getting a driver's learner's permit... Please, only serious, informative replies.""

Insurance for GSX-R600 does make and CCs matter?

Say if you had a 750 would it drasically spike the insurance as if you would have bought a 600 instead? What are all the factors that insurance companies go through to give you a quote? What questions are asked? If you could answer this too it would be great :) Make/model of bike: Age: CCs: YO experience: Thank you!

""If i own a car, can someone else be the named driver on insurance?""

I own a car under finance, but i cannot drive the car anymore. is it possible for another person to insure themselves on the car and be the main user of it?""

How about Universal Auto insurance?

Universal Dental, universal home insurance, universal life insurance, universal pet medical insurance, universal flood insurance, universal renters insurance. Wouldn't it be a good idea to have the government provide all insurance to everybody? There couldn't be problems with that right? ( please note heavy sarcasm )""

Car Insurance Toronto: Which car insurance company is cheap ? I am a first time car driver.?

I got a G2 lincence recently. I buy a car. Now i am looking for insurance. can any one recemande which car insurance is cheap. thanks for ur interest.

Im In High School and need cheap car insurance!?

Uhggg my parents are making me pay for my auto insurance! I saved up for my own car and I only have a after school job, where can I get cheap car insurance..... for my age at least?""

How much (on average) would private health insurance be per month for a family of three?

male 40 y.o., female 36 y.o., and child.""

Can YOU explain Why we have to pay for Car Insurance EVERY YEAR even when we HAVE NOT CLAIMED on it ?

I have been driving for 40+years The Insurance company that I am with has given me a 73% Protected Policy but I still have to pay over 250 a year so since I passed my driving test my policy has been based on me not my car I have paid out in excess of 10,000 just for car insurance for myself , the cars that I buy are less than 2,000 each I think it's a rip off they are making a massive profit out of us""

Car insurance question.?

My boyfriend and I are in the process of buying a car, it is going to be in his name only. We obviously have to get insurance on the car and he doesn't have a car at the moment so only has a non-owners policy. We have to show proof of full coverage. When we go get the insurance are we supposed to tell them it needs to be on the car we are buying? What info about the car do we need? Also he has a not so good driving record, can he list me as the primary driver if my name is not on the car? And if so, will that make insurance a little cheaper?""

Insurance and having a baby?

If you already had a huge medical expense on your insurance recently, is it going to be a problem with insurance covering the medical expenses for having a baby? I am not too familiar with insurance stuff, but I was just wondering.""

How do I get maternity insurance?

We are wanting to start TTC, but we are a little worried about the cost of the actual birth and doctors expenses, as well as any complications that might arise. Now, we do have enough money to cover the basics, but if anything else should arise to complicate things, we're worried. We both work from home for ourselves and have looked into private health insurance, even only maternity insurance, but the plans just suck and dang expensive! Anyway, I was wondering if you knew of any way to get legitimate insurance for only me while I'm pregnant, and for the baby after its born? Some sort of affordable state insurance? Im in AZ by the way. How would i go about finding something like that? thanks!""

I have three inflatable jumpers, do I need to have liability insurance?

Well I just bought three jumpers to start my own business, but I'm wondering if I need liability insurance and permit? In the state of California, please help

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