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rainisawriter · 6 months

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The Shadow Man – Tsukasa (PSF #28)

PSF Ficography | H&F Flash Ficography

Genre: Fluff, angst, friendship, supernatural

Prompt: Soothing Touch (@flufftober) / Never have I ever been trapped in the dark (@slumberpartybingo Halloween flash)

Word Count: 3,170

Pairing: Reader, Tsukasa

World: High&Low

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You weren’t fond of the dark, having an irrational fear that something was lurking within the inky blackness, waiting to grab you. Though you’ve mostly overcome this as a teen, it was quite terrifying to you as a child. You can remember the day it all started quite clearly, as if it had only been yesterday.

You had been only eight years old, staying with your best friend Tsukasa because your dad needed to work an extra shift. It was the weekend before Halloween, so the two of you were binging Halloween movies and eating snacks. His mom didn’t allow anything too scary, mostly goofy cartoon movies.

By all accounts, it was just a normal night. Nothing spooky or scary was afoot and yet… you couldn’t help but feel as if something was off. When you observed Tsukasa, he was acting normally, unbothered by anything save for the fact that his mom wouldn’t let him read Goosebumps before bed.

You did your best to ignore the feeling as you climbed onto the makeshift bed on the floor. Tsukasa smiled at you, wishing you a good night before he reached over to turn the lamp off. The sound made you jump, seeming to echo throughout the room.

You were on edge, the silence so heavy that it made your ears ring. You closed your eyes, one arm beneath your head while your free hand gripped the blanket tightly. As sleep started to wrap itself around you, your body slowly began to relax.

Creak.

Your eyes snapped open, breath hitching as the sound echoed through the room. You were scared to move, glancing toward the bed to see if Tsukasa had heard it, too, but he was sleeping peacefully.

‘It’s just your imagination, you’re hearing things!’ you scolded yourself, taking a deep breath and closing your eyes again. Rain started to lightly pelt the window, sounding like someone was tapping to be let inside. Whenever the wind blew, the tree branch, bare from autumn, would scrape against the glass.

You tugged the blanket tighter around your body, swallowing hard. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t find sleep again. It was hiding from you, as if scared of whatever was lurking within the darkness of the Takajou household.

Creak.

‘Ignore it, ignore it. If you pretend it isn’t there, it’ll go away!’

Creak.

The sound was getting closer, the hair on the back of your neck standing on end. Goosebumps rose across your flesh as the temperature in the room started to lower, a chill descending upon you.

Creak.

Despite the warnings going off inside your head, you slowly cracked open one eye, looking in the direction of the sound. It was coming from the opposite side of the room, directly across from the bed where the large wooden wardrobe sat against the wall. Was someone trapped inside? Or rather, something?

“Tsukasa,” you whispered, desperately trying to get his attention but he was still asleep, snoring softly. You called his name again, reaching up to shake his wrist.

He just groaned, mumbling something incoherent under his breath before turning over so that his back was facing you.

You bit your lip, unsure of what to do. You couldn’t sleep and you would feel guilty waking him up. One thing you knew for sure, though, was that there was something in that room with the two of you.

The little voice inside your head was telling you to run, to go sleep in the living room with the lights and TV on. You almost gave in, honestly, but you couldn’t bear to leave Tsukasa alone. If there truly was something inside that bedroom, the sleeping seven-year-old would be completely at its mercy.

For his sake, you decided to tough it out. Rather than try and go back to sleep, you would stay up and make sure nothing happened to him.

Creak.

You swallowed hard as you sat up, pressing your back against the bedside table. You could almost swear that something was moving within the darkness, but you would blink and all would be still again.

“Help me.”

Your head snapped toward Tsukasa, heart racing as you scrambled to your feet. “Tsu, what’s-” But the young boy was still sound asleep. The voice had been but a mere whisper, like the soft whistling of wind through leaves.

“I’m trapped.“

Creak.

Your head snapped toward the wardrobe, eyes wide. “W-Who’s there?” Your voice trembled when you spoke, though you tried not to show your fear.

“Help me. Please.“

The voice was so soft, so frail, so scared. You thought about how you would feel if you were the one trapped inside a wardrobe, scared and confused. You would want someone to help you and you wouldn’t be able to understand why someone was ignoring your pleas.

Swallowing hard, you slowly lowered yourself from the bed, a shiver going up your spine when your bare feet touched the cold wooden floor. “H-Hello?” you called out softly, slowly approaching the wardrobe.

“Please help. I’m scared.“

The wardrobe doors shook as if someone was trying to force them open. You felt vulnerable and exposed as you crossed over to the other side of the room. While the right side of the room was lit softly by the moonlight streaming in through the curtains, the left side was pitch black. It was like night and day, even the temperature was different.

You held back a shiver as the cold wrapped its bony fingers around your body. Alarm bells were screaming at you, begging you to turn back, but you had come this far. Slowly, you lifted your hand, fingers trembling as they reached for the handle. You didn’t even realize that there was no lock on the wardrobe, making it impossible for someone to be locked inside.

There was no resistance as you pulled the door open, squinting at the darkness. You could just faintly make out the shapes of Tsukasa’s clothes, but you didn’t see anyone inside.

“Hello?” you called out softly, tugging open the second door. There was no one there. You should have felt relieved, but you couldn’t shake the terrified feeling that lingered within your gut. You regretted leaving the safety of your makeshift bed.

Turning on your heel to dart back toward Tsukasa, your eyes widened in shock, body freezing in place. Towering over you was a tall man, his body made of nothing but shadow. He had no features, no face or eyes. He was just darkness in human form. In the blink of an eye, he shoved you back hard, sending you flying into the wardrobe.

A terrified scream ripped from your throat as the doors were slammed closed, encasing you in pure darkness. You were panicking, flailing your arms around as you tried to free yourself. It felt as if the clothes had come alive, wrapping around you in an attempt to restrain you. Your heart was pounding against your ribs, begging to be released and, for a moment, you feared it might actually be successful.

“Let me out!” you sobbed, banging your fist against the door. “Please!”

The door was yanked open, light flooding you. It was so sudden that you fell forward, a long-sleeved shirt wrapped around your wrist and stopping you from holding out your hands to catch yourself. Rather than hitting the floor, you fell against something warm which you clung to as if your life depended on it.

Arms wrapped protective around you, Tsukasa frowning as you sobbed into his shirt. His eyes flickered to the corner of the room where the shadow man stood and he scowled, eyes narrowed at him until he dissipated.

“It’s okay,” he told you softly, resting his head on top of your own. “I’ve got you.”

The bedroom door was pushed open, his mom rubbing at her tired eyes. “What’s going on?”

Tsukasa sent her an apologetic smile. “It was just a nightmare. Sorry, mom.”

The woman grunted, not questioning this as she turned and left the room, closing the door behind her.

His smile fell as he turned back to you, gently rubbing your head. “What happened?”

“I s-saw some-something,” you sobbed, body trembling against his. “There was… was a v-voice, I… I thought so-someone was tr-trapped!”

His grip tightened around you, teeth clenched. Truth be told, he had forgotten all about the shadow man because he stopped showing up a few months back. The shadow man thrived on fear and intimidation, so when Tsukasa stopped showing fear, he lost his power.

It was the first time you had spent the night, but the shadow man had seen you many times during the day. When he realized you would be staying the night, he was elated. Finally, he could feed and regain some of his lost strength before he faded away completely.

Tsukasa hadn’t considered this and he felt annoyed at himself for putting you in that situation. He should have been more cautious, he realized. The last thing he ever wanted was to let you get hurt, especially on his watch.

“It’s okay,” he whispered, hugging you protectively. “I won’t let anyone harm you.”

That was the last time you ever visited Tsukasa’s apartment. Even when it was daytime, you refused to go over there, throwing a fit when your dad tried to make you go over there. The young boy felt sad and hurt, but he understood why.

The rest of your childhood was spent at Fujio’s apartment, though that night never left you. It was always lingering at the back of your mind, keeping you on your toes. As a teenager, you had mostly overcome your fear of the dark but, every now and again, it would creep back up on you without warning.

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“Here,” Fujio smiled at you as he held out a can of your favorite drink before settling down beside you on the couch. He was dressed as a musketeer, complete with a large hat from which a giant feather hung from.

The house was filled with people, loud music pumping through the speakers and rattling the windows. Most of the partygoers were dressed up in Halloween costumes, though some were just happy to be having fun and drinking free alcohol.

You had no idea whose house this was or who was hosting the party, but several Oya students had been invited. No one really cared who was in charge as long as they got to have fun and didn’t have to pay anything themselves.

“Thank you,” you replied, popping the top before bringing it to your lips. The liquid inside was ice cold, making you hum in content. “Where’s Tsu?”

Fujio jerked his head toward the kitchen and you followed his gaze, frowning. Tsukasa was surrounded by cute girls who were clearly flirting with him, swayed by his beautiful looks. They didn’t care that he was a delinquent or an Oya student because he was pretty and tall. It probably didn’t help that he was wearing cat ears, nails painted black and whiskers drawn on his face.

His eyes caught yours and he smiled softly, though you could see the annoyance lingering in his brown eyes. He wasn’t so much of an ass to tell them to fuck off, but he didn’t enjoy the attention either. He didn’t like how he was considered the prettiest boy at Oya or the attention that title brought with it.

“Oi, Fujio.” A large guy approached the couch, his body barely fitting into the school uniform he wore. He was grinning widely, blonde hair in a long pompadour style. “Wanna fight?”

“Yes!” Fujio jumped off the couch, grinning excitedly as the two disappeared through the kitchen, heading out into the backyard.

You chuckled, shaking your head as you sipped your drink. You scanned the room but Tsukasa was the only person you recognized. The loud music and screaming party-goers were giving you a headache so you decided to seek some reprieve by heading upstairs.

The house was so big that you were able to find a quiet spot at the opposite end of the house, the music muffled. The hall stretched on for ages, covered by red carpet and lined with various paintings, plants and busts. You came to a stop in front of a bust of some famous philosopher, but someone had drawn all over with a sharpie.

You didn’t want to think about how much the thing cost or how much it would cost to clean it. Though, looking at just how massive the house was, you felt confident that they had more than enough to have it cleaned. Shaking your head, you turned around only to jump back in surprise, bringing a hand over your racing heart.

“You scared me, Joe,” you breathed out.

Joe was another third-year who didn’t belong to any of Oya’s factions. He used to be one of Tsukasa’s followers but he had been kicked out when he chose not to help you during a large fight that had broken out. He was supposed to have your back, but he never liked you.

He thought you were weak and pathetic and he believed that you not only made Tsukasa look like a joke, but Oya, as well. He wanted you gone and he thought if you got your ass kicked, Tsukasa would realize you were weak and finally drop you. He had done this with Jamuo, as well, though he was better at hiding this than you were.

When Tsukasa found out, he was pissed. He beat the shit out of Joe before kicking him from the faction. Rather than look inward at his own failures, Joe blamed you for what had happened and he wanted revenge. He couldn’t just beat you up, though, especially not with Fujio back in the picture. No, he needed to get creative.

One thing he had learned over the years was that you were afraid of the dark. He had been watching you closely, looking for any sign of weakness. This was something he could use to his advantage.

“Tsukasa is looking for you,” he grunted nonchalantly, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

You frowned at this, shifting your weight from one foot to the other nervously. “Oh, um, thank you.” When you tried to step past him, he held his arm out to stop you.

“I’ll take you to him.”

“Eh?”

“He’s hiding from his fangirls,” he smirked, the action doing little to ease your anxiety.

“Oh… right…” You swallowed as you followed him down the hall, fingers playing with the hem of your shirt nervously. Maybe you were being naive, but you didn’t hate Joe and you didn’t expect the worst from him. To some degree, you still considered him a friend. He had been part of your faction, after all, and had actively helped Tsukasa for years.

He stopped in front of a door, pushing it open before stepping aside to let you in. You slid past him, eyes scanning the bedroom for any sign of the blonde. Behind you, Joe took out a slingshot, aiming it before letting the rock fly. You jumped in surprise when the ceiling light shattered, glass raining down across the floor.

You spun around, wide eyes staring at Joe. Before you could question him, he grinned wickedly, slamming the door. Your heart raced as you were plunged into darkness and you rushed forward, trying to tug the door open but it wouldn’t budge. Panic was beginning to rise within you despite how hard you tried to push it back down.

‘Calm down, you’re okay. Just breathe.’ You leaned your head against the wood, eyes closed as you took in slow, deep breaths.

Creak.

Your body tensed up at the sound and you shook your head quickly. ‘My mind is playing tricks on me, that’s all…’

Thunder rumbled outside, making the windows tremble as if afraid of nature’s wrath. Rain started to fall, pelting the glass roughly. You were seeing flashes in your mind, being taken back to that night in Tsukasa’s bedroom. Swallowing hard, you slowly made your way over to the window because it was your only source of light.

You bit your lip, considering just going out the window but you were on the second floor plus it was raining fairly hard. It sounded like an accident waiting to happen, but the alternative… You swallowed as your eyes scanned the dark room.

Creak.

Your eyes snapped toward the closet and you saw flashes of the shadow man inside your head. Tears stung at your eyes as you slid down the wall, bringing your knees to your chest and wrapping your arms around them. You buried your head against your knees, eyes screwed shut. No matter what happened, you had decided to remain in that position.

You heard rattling and squeezed yourself tighter. This continued for several moments before light flooded the room.

Tsukasa cried out your name, rushing over to you and pulling you into his arms. “It’s okay, I’m here. You’re okay.”

You leaned into him, fingers curling around the shirt he wore. “Tsu…”

The fear in your voice was like a punch to his gut and he hated it. His fingers threaded through your hair, lips against your ear as he offered comforting words to you. His touch was soothing to you, making you feel safe and secure. When he was near, you felt as if nothing could harm you.

“I’m sorry,” you muttered, rubbing at your tears.

“Don’t apologize,” he pressed a kiss to the top of your head, his hand resting against the back of your neck. “Are you okay?”

You slowly nodded, glancing at the darkness of the room before looking at the door. “Can we leave… please?”

“Of course.” Tsukasa helped you up, keeping his arm around you as he led you from the room.

You noticed Joe at the end of the hall, slumped against the wall with blood dripping from his face. You wanted to feel sorry for him but you just didn’t have the energy for it. Perhaps one day you would forgive him but today was not that day.

You didn’t fully relax until you and Tsukasa had made it down the street, the rain pattering against the umbrella. You glanced up at the blonde, biting your lip as you slid your hand into his. He glanced at you in surprise but it quickly morphed into a smile, his fingers lacing through your own.

“Thank you, Tsu…”

He brought your hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss against your skin. “I’ll always come for you, no matter where you are or what situation you find yourself in.”

Though you still felt a bit on edge, his words helped to calm you and fill you with warmth. You nearly spoke those three little words that would forever change your friendship, but you managed to bite them back, choosing instead to just return the smile.

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akiitos · 2 years

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tsukasa tenma x gn!reader,

love ♡

a/n: i'm proud of this one ngl, it turned out pretty cute!

LOVE, a word that tsukasa obviously knows. yet, he hasn't really fallen in love. his group members, tell him about it. he believed that he didn't have the time for relationships now, considering that he's on the journey of being a world famous star.

well, of course, that was until he realized how much you were there for him. he never realized how much you were a part of him, until he managed to hurt you with his foolish words. that, was the last thing he wanted to do- hurt you. he knew he had to apologize, but he didn't know how. he already jumped to the conclusion that you hated him, and that you didn't want to see his face.

he denied everything, every accusation where he liked you. but why, when you're not with him, he feels a little lonely? and when you're with him, he feels a fuzzy warm feeling inside him. was he really in love? the love that rui, nene, and emu were telling him about? yes, surely. there's no other explanation for this, he thought. he knew he had to get his feelings straight and about, so he knew he needed to apologize.

hurrying over to your house, and knocking at the door, you slowly open it. shocked to see tsukasa, you look down shyly, still a little upset from what tsukasa said to you earlier. "hey, y/n, listen." tsukasa started, "i'm sorry, okay? don't hate me" tsukasa apologized, saying that last part a little more quiet. you looked at him shocked, and smiled softly. you go up to him, and wrap your arms around him, and chuckle.

blushing, tsukasa pats your head and smiles. "it's okay, tsukasa." you reassure him. the setting sun, shining a perfect atmosphere among the-now-golden horizon. "y/n, i think i'm in love with you" he says quietly, in a delicate whisper. "what'd you say?" you ask, looking towards his face. "nothing, don't worry!" he quickly stopped himself. obviously, you heard. slowly nodding, you both were met with silence. tsukasa now excused himself and turned away to walk back home.

just before he could leave, you go up to his ear and whisper, "i love you too, tsukasa" and kissed his cheek quickly. you ran back into your house quickly, leaving a flustered tsukasa standing in front of your door. smiling dork-ily to himself, he grabs his phone and hurriedly texts you, 'i'm glad you do aswell.'

#tenma tsukasa x reader #project sekai x reader #prsk #project sekai #prsk x reader #tsukasa tenma x reader

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lemons3ason · 3 years

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The Emperor’s Aphrodite

(Tsukasa Shishio x Chubby! Reader)

WARNINGS ⚠️: 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, SMUT, Breeding kink, self degradation, praise kink, chubby chaser Tsukasa

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Tsukasa stumbled across your petrified form during a stroll, he was looking to expand the land of his empire but instead came across your sweet plump body. Your cute roundness made his blood race to his head, both above and below, you looked stunning in his amber eyes. Pudgy cheeks rising ever so slightly with your frozen smile, eyes as soft as clouds, cute round fingers that would fit perfect between his own, a round ass that made him hungry for something new, breasts perfect for suckling on, round thighs perfect for wrapping around him, and wide hips perfect for child bearing, you were just perfect in all your exposed glory. You were his first love, the woman that thawed out his cold heart when he wasn’t focused on getting money for Mirai’s medical expenses, from that day on he would visit you admiring your beauty but something about you stirred something inside him. His body would ache for you, he wanted to touch you, to hold you both lovingly and passionately but you didn’t fit into his plan for his new world. Yet he was the Emperor he could do as he wished, once he poured the miracle liquid on you and watched you crack free from your stone prison he couldn’t hold back his smile.

“Ts-Tsukasa, it’s you. It’s really you.”, you smiled leaning against his broad chest since your legs felt weak.

He didn’t dare to say anything about what was going on, at least not yet, he held you softly against his chest and kissed the top of your head. Finally he had you back in his arms again, you smiled and reached up to hold his face his new scars made him much more handsome if that was even possible. An unreadable gleam shimmered in his eyes and you couldn’t quite put your finger on it but Tsukasa knew full well what he wanted.

“My beautiful round little peach, you look so delicious like this.”, Tsukasa hummed kissing your neck where your revival scar rested, you hadn’t noticed until right now that you were stark naked before his eyes.

You squealed in embarrassment and quickly covered yourself with your arms much to his annoyance, after all these years he finally got to see you in all your beautiful glory and you were trying to take that away from him. He took off his large fur cape and laid it out on the forest floor before claiming your lips in a kiss and moving you down to lay on his cape with him hovering over you. You tried to push him away but feeling his muscles against your fingertips and stomach made a heat build up in your core.

“I’ve waited centuries for this, for the chance to hold you again and make you mine. (Y/n), the world is no longer what we used to know but I’m going to rebuild it and I want you by my side as my Queen and the mother to our children.”, Tsukasa whispered against your ear tying his chestnut locks up with a small string he had.

His words made your heart race but your insecurities quickly made their way between your decision, “I-I’m not the only woman that’s alive, I-I’m sure there’s prettier or skinnier women out there for you. I’m just ugly and fat, I don’t deserve to be love if I’m just a blob of flesh always in peoples way. S-someone like me doesn’t deserve to be with someone as handsome and strong as you. P-please choose someone else.”, you whimpered bringing yourself to tears as you degraded yourself.

Tsukasa sighed and kissed your tears away before running his fingers over the rolls of your stomach and stopping just where your womb should be, “I don’t want anyone else, I love you in all your sweet roundness and I want to fill you up and make you rounder. I won’t choose anyone else even if you tell me too because I only desire you as my life partner, my beautiful gorgeous (Y/n).”, his praise made you feel warm you could feel your cunt oozing with pre just from his words and he knew what he was doing to you.

His fingers moved from your stomach and headed down to your puffy little cunt that rested between your plump thighs, he smiled feeling his fingers get coated by your slick and gently rubbed circles into your shy clit to entice your body for him. You held onto his shirt with one hand quieting your moans by biting your finger. He didn’t appreciate that, 3700 years later and you still couldn’t grasp the idea that Tsukasa loved every little thing about you but no matter if you wouldn’t moan for him then he’d make you scream or make your fingers useless somewhere else. He didn’t need to use much strength to pry your plump legs apart but when he did your shyness was at an all time high, you tried to cover your wet cunt with your hands but he wouldn’t let you hide that easily, your fingers grazed against the clothed shaft of his cock as he rutted softly against your core warning your body of what was coming. You had almost forgotten how big he was.

“T-Tsukasa...d-did I really make you this hard?”, you asked in disbelief.

Your partner smiled and nodded leaning forward to kiss you, his hips continued to move exciting you more and more with each passing second. His hands cupped your breasts enjoying the soft feeling of your skin, your nipples brushed against his palms as he massaged the sensitive flesh making you moan against his lips. “My beautiful (Y/n), so beautiful for me, so perfect.”, he hummed kissing your cheek softly while his hands danced down to your thighs. He loved the way his fingers dipped into the soft flesh of your round thighs and gently lifted up your hips, you didn’t expect him to bury his face in your cunt the way he did but once your felt his tongue attacking your hole and his nose brushing against yo clit you couldn’t hold back your moans. Your warm thighs warmed the sides of his head, even as you tried to squirm away he kept you in place and ate you out like a starved man. His tongue entered you swirling away at your inner walls to prepare you for his raging cock that was twitching in anticipation to be unified with you.

“This perfect pussy is all mine. (Y/n) is screaming in pleasure because of me. I’m so happy to have her back.”, Tsukasa thought, you were a goddess in his eyes.

He turned his tongue to your clit lapping at it like a dog before taking your folds into his mouth to suck on them like some rich candy. You squealed to his foreplay, toes curling with each touch his body made to yours. He stripped preparing himself to enter your round body and breed you like a stallion in heat. His name poured from your mouth like a song, it was almost enough to make him cum but that pleasure was reserved for your pretty little cunt.

“Tsukasa I’m going to cum.”, you squealed rubbing furiously at your swollen clit to edge yourself to your release.

“Yes my love cum, let me drink all of it.”, he begged you softly gently thrusting two finger into your cunt to test your tightness.

He continued praising your body like it was a sculpture of marble, each word was sincere and made your heart swell up in pure adoration as he fingered you to your first orgasm. Your whole body trembled from the feeling, your skin became littered with goosebumps, your toes curled in pleasure, your pupils dilated in pure joy, and the most heavenly moan slipped from your lips as you splashed against Tsukasa’s face. His lips were glued to your cunt like a magnet sucking up every drop of your sweet release he could manage to grab with his tongue. Even after you were done he licked your folds clean making sure to savor your taste as he swallowed it. You couldn’t help but shudder seeing how desperate he was for you, he smiled and licked his lips clean before pressing a kiss to your temple and praising you for such a beautiful orgasm. This man’s words were going to be the death of you.

“Are you ready my lovely peach?”, he asked running the head of his needy cock against your folds, “I’m ready to make you my Queen and fill you with our baby.”

You nodded and smiled holding your legs open so he could enter you, you moaned his name sweetly when you felt his tip break past your entrance and smiled as he slowly bottomed out in you. He rubbed your clit lazily helping relax you until you begged him to move. He moaned your name softly rutting his hips against you, eventually you were used to his large size and begged him to bury himself deeper and the young Emperor was more then willing to do that for you. You gasped feeling the veins of his cock rub against your inner walls and smiled seeing how happy he was being inside of you. Never did you imagine someone would be so content being your partner, you smiled and kissed him passionately as his strong hips slammed against the backs of your pudgy thighs. The feeling was addicting, you always thought you were to big to have someone bottom out and please you like this but Tsukasa proved you so wrong.

“(Y/n), why are you crying? If I’m hurting you I’ll stop.”, The muscular man spoke softly to you gently bottoming out in you and stirring your needy cunt.

“N-no I’m sorry. I-it’s just that I can’t believe you still love me like this. T-to think that you’re passionately thrusting into me like nothing it so amazing. Y-you don’t even care that I’m fat and ugly you-“

He slammed his lips against yours shutting you up with a kiss, “If you don’t stop degrading yourself then I’m just going to breed you harder until you understand just how much I fucking love you.”, Tsukasa growled, “You are perfect in my eyes, beautiful, an amazing personality, an infectious smile, an adorable presence, I want you all to myself because I’m to afraid to lose you to anyone else. I want to ground you down with my baby and keep you by my side till death do us part.”

His words brought more tears to your eyes, you couldn’t help it you had never been this loved before. He hushed you with a soft call of your name and gently pulled his thick cock out of your tight cunt, he wanted to change positions to make you feel better about your body so you flipped onto your stomach and kept your ass up in the air so he had better access to your wet pussy. He licked his lips and stared down at you with loving hungry eyes, you whined feeling him fill you up from behind and quickly bounced your hips back against his cock making him reach that spongy spot inside that made you see stars. Watching the flesh of your round ass bounce against his thighs made him groan, you could feel his cock twitch inside but you were to focused on pleasuring him that you didn’t pay it any kind. He leaned against your back and softly gripped your breasts in his large hands squeezing and pulling at them to add to your stimulation. He whispered sweet compliments into your ear about your breasts and talked about how full they would be when you became pregnant. Then he moved to your cute stomach gently gripping your belly in his hand adoring how soft and warm it was, he loved how round you were even if you didn’t like yourself. Soon his baby would be growing inside you and he’d get to kiss your stomach everyday. Then he moved to your hips grasping the meat of them like a life line telling you how strong and firm they were, and how beautifully they complimented your adorable body. His praise was making you drunk, you wanted him so bad.

“Such a beautiful woman to hold my baby, you want that don’t you? To be filled with my seed and pumped all nice and full, I want to fill my cute peach with all of my cream and spoil her like the goddess she is. Please let me, my love. Please let me make you a mother.”, Tsukasa begged into your ear lacing his fingers with yours his fingertips pressing into your palms with each thrust he made into your body.

“Y-yes please! Oh please fill me up, fill me to the brim with you seed Tsukasa. I-I want your baby, you’ll be such a good father. So caring, so kind, so handsome, I want to be the mother of your baby.”, you moaned not caring who heard you out in this dense forest.

His veiny cock twitched inside of your core, you were indulging his urges, how could you be so fucking perfect to him? One of his hands let go of yours and roughly began to attack your clit stimulating another orgasm out of your body. You were both so close, after centuries apart you were both finally going to be one! Tsukasa groaned against your neck to the sudden tightness of your walls as you came against his member, even if he tried to move your snug walls just wouldn’t let him. He sighed and happily released his seed inside you leaving a warm feeling in the pit of your stomach. His heavy full balls contracted with each spurt of cum that unloaded inside of your awaiting womb, even as you both collapsed from exhaustion his member continued to pump load after load of cum into your body.

“So much. There’s so much.”, you sighed feeling it overflow even with Tsukasa still inside.

“My Aphrodite.”, he whimpered softly thrusting his softened cock inside of you to ensure that his seed was planted in you. Just nine months and you would be holding his baby in his arms. Even if this load wasn’t enough to fill you he had more than enough stamina to keep trying.

You turned your head and smiled kissing his cheek softly until he pulled out of you and laid down next to you taking in. The beauty of your afterglow, you truly were perfect in his eyes. “Rest (Y/n), but soon we will have to return. Your kingdom awaits.”

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amane-by-together · 3 years

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Hanafuda || Amane Yugi

(Part 3 of 10)

genre: fluff, school, slice of life, modern au (where all wonders live)

warning: cursing

summary: amane yugi spends his school days skipping classes until he meets [name] [surname], a student from the other class, who was also skipping classes and eventually the two of them formed a platonic friendship. cutting classes and playing hanafuda together strengthens their friendship but soon unexpected feelings blossom between the two.

Apparently, [name] thinks that Amane was cuter for some reason, but for the astronomy loving boy, she was wrong. For Amane himself, [name] is way cuter.

Her glistening [eye color] eyes that outshines the billions of stars and the brightest of moons, the way she modestly moves her lips. Amane's eyes kept looking at [name]'s visuals, especially her glossy lips.

Amane often imagined what was like to kiss [name]. He had a mental image of the two of them under the light of a thousand stars, with the two of them slowly leaning in while looking at each other with half-lidded eyes, and the choppy haired boy's lips tilting his head to reach for her lips until——

“Amane! Amane!”

His dream suddenly cuts off by the high pitched voice belonged to Tsukasa. Amane groggily opens his eyes and deadpanned at the younger twin. “Stupid. I had a nice dream and you have the audacity to wake me up halfway.”

“Hehe~” Tsukasa sticks out his tongue playfully and puts his finger on his cheek. Amane grumbled some curse words under his breath, he wished he could go back to sleep and continue that dream. The question is, why was he dreaming about kissing [name] in the first place though?

Tsukasa decided to go out first to school, leaving Amane inside the house to prepare himself to go to school. After that, he got out, places his schoolbag in the basket, and then riding on the bike towards the school.

Amane wondered why he had that dream. Maybe because he wanted to be closer to her or wanting to take their friendship to the new level (totally did not get this from Akane and Lemon). He wouldn't say that he doesn't want to kiss [name], but he's sure as hell that he does want to kiss her.

Like, Amane would kiss her if there was no one else within a 7-kilometer radius from [name] and she was in a deep sleep and an all-knowing deity happen to reassure him that she wasn't going to wake up in the next 24 hours so maybe he'll lean down and reach for her lips to kiss her out of boredom after 23 hours.

“Nope. Nope.” Amane stopped his imagination by shaking his head with a small blush. It feels so weird thinking about kissing his female friend but it's normal right?

Amane arrived sooner to school. He parked his bike and went to the entrance of the school building to change his shoes. A certain girl crept behind him and tapped his shoulder. “Good morning~!” [name] greeted as she tilted her head and smiled.

His heart skipped a beat at her act. Amane sheepishly raised his hand. “Hi...?” His braincells would have looked at him in disappointment by now. “Morning.”

[name] giggled mellifluously. Amane gapes at her with flushed cheeks, his eyes trailed down to her lips that seem soft. Amane's thoughts race. So does his heart. ‘How can someone be so beautiful...?’

“The usual?” [name] slips her feet inside her shoes and closing the door of her shoe locker. Amane knew what she meant by that. They're going to skip again and play hanafuda as usual. “I bought keychains for us, by the way.”

“Here~” Amane lets out a sound of fascination when he saw the two keychains on top of her palm, showing it to the boy. “You can get the moon keychain though.”

“This is really cute [name]-san, thanks.” Amane took the moon keychain and strapped it on his school bag.

“You're more cuter...” [name] tells him.

“Nah, you're much cuter.” Amane grins cheekily while lightly pinching her cheek. Soon, he started to squish both of her mochi-like cheeks with his hands.

“I'm not cute!” [name] protested as her cheeks started to turn red. Amane didn't listen to her complaint and continues to play with her cheeks.

“Shush. You are cute, no take backs.”

[name] pouted. “Why are you so cute—?” Amane cooed while cupping her cheeks. He suddenly came to a halt when his eyes landed on her lips.

“Amane-kun...?”

[name] places her hands on top of Amane's hands and peeled it off from her cheeks. She took a glance behind his shoulder and saw Yashiro. “Omigod, wait. Nene?!”

“[name]!” A chirpy voice can be heard behind Amane. It was Yashiro, one of his classmates. He talked to her sometimes but it happens when they have school related activities. “Is that you?”

“[name]! I didn't recognize you sooner!” Yashiro cried happy tears seeing her childhood friend just now. [name] releases herself from Amane's hands and walked over to the cream haired girl. “It's been a while.”

“Well, I just transferred here at the beginning of highschool.” [name] sheepishly rubs the back of her neck. Yashiro was her childhood friend back when they were still in elementary, but then [name] had to move to a new school as they parted way. “I'm at Class B though.”

Amane stood there as he watched [name] talking to Yashiro, giggling and smiling at each other. The choppy haired boy pouted at the sight of her talking to another person besides him.

‘There's no way I'm getting jealous to a girl.’ Amane reassured himself and then suddenly it hit him to a realization that [name] might be into guys and girls, well, not that he is complaining. It looks like Yashiro is stealing [name]'s attention. He shouldn't be jealous about it, should he?

Amane shuffled next to [name] and tugged on to his sleeve to get her attention, still no response. “[name].” he poked her sides repeatedly. “Notish meh.”

“Amane-kun, can it wait?” [name] asked.

“Wait.” Yashiro cuts them off. “Since when did you two get so close?”

“Uhh...” [name] didn't want Yashiro to know that she's been cutting classes and that's how she met Amane. “Last month?”

“[name]-sannnn.” Amane whined, hoping to get her attention but she kept talking to Yashiro. He goes behind [name] and hugs her, wrapping his arms around her waist and placing his chin on her shoulder.

“Hey, notice me.” he whispered huskily to her ear. [name] felt shivers down to her spine, she can almost feel his lips against her ear. Yashiro was confused about their dynamic, she had never seen this side of Amane before. “[name]...”

“A-Amane-kun?!” [name] turned her head to the side as their noses were slightly touching. She was already blushing like a tomato.

“You look like a strawberry mochi~” Amane gazes at her with half-lidded eyes while smirking playfully. “Cute.” he said before planting a soft kiss on her left cheek.

“W-Wha?!” [name] exclaims while touching her cheek. Yashiro excused herself to give the two some space. Amane snickered mischievously at his flustered female friend. “What was that for?!”

“You weren't paying attention to me so I decided to kiss your cheek~” He answered. [name]'s eye started to twitch in annoyance, she grabbed his hand and dragged him upstairs to the rooftop. “[name]—huh?!”

[name] slammed her hands on the wall as Amane hits his back against the wall, muttering an 'oof' from the impact. “What's with the kabedon?” he tilted his head in confusion.

“Your arms are shaking—” Amane pointed at her arms that were struggling to maintain their form. He wanted to laugh on how red [name] is trying to kabedon her, but he gotta admit she looked cute doing that.

“Here,” Amane switched their position, placing his forearm next to her head, trapping her. [name] was a red mess when Amane started to lean in close, his hot breath fanning against her face made her feel things. “Isn't this better...?”

“Were you jealous that I talked to Nene?” [name] asked as her eyes met with his crescent moon like eyes. Amane's eyes widened when she found out that he was really envious. He pouted while blushing. “Hmm~?”

Amane avoids her gaze, puffing his cheeks. [name] poked his cheek as a bit of air came out of his lips. Amane loves to tease, yet he doesn't like to be teased, especially when he's jealous. “What if I am?” he grumbled.

“I just don't want you....to go away...” Amane's voice trailed down into a whisper while he admits. He thinks that it was rather possessive of him wanting [name] for himself but he can't help it. Amane moved away, clutching on to his arm as he looked down. “I'm worried that you'll get attached to Yashiro-san and then you'll leave me.”

[name] saw how bummed out Amane is. She needed to cheer him up somehow, to reassure him that she doesn't need anyone else but him. “Whoah, [name]?!” Amane was startled as [name] yanked his collar and pulled him down to her height.

“I hope you don't mind...” [name] mumbled as she squeezed her eyes shut and presses a kiss on his cheek. It held adoration with a hint of fondness. She pulled away slowly, she tried to look serious and her blush is failing her miserably. “You know I won't ever leave you, I grew attached to you. Besides, I got no one but you, anyways.” she muttered, leaving Amane in pure shock.

Amane's whole face turned red, redder than a tomato. He looked away, avoiding the gaze of the female who made him feel flustered. His hand trailed upwards to cover his blush. [name] was patting her cheeks to ease her blush.

So [name] and Amane were 7 meters apart from each other, being a pair of blushing messes. Amane bit his lip in slight frustration as he brushes his hair back using his fingers. ‘Ya know what, fuck this.’

[name] lets out a small squeak when Amane grabbed her wrist and pulls her closer in a hug. “W-Whah? Amane-kun? W—What's going on, what's with the sudden hug—why?”

Amane digs his face against the crook of her neck, embracing her warmth. His arms were wrapped around her. [name] slides her hands around his waist and hugs him back. “I'm sorry, I'm a little flustered right now...” he mumbled against her neck.

[name] grins, he's too cute when he's flustered as hell. “Lets go sit by the ground so that we'll get coddled up. After that, we'll play hanafuda.”

Amane whines a bit as he heard her request. He doesn't want to let go of her. The two of them sat on the ground and had a small hugging session. Then they played hanafuda.

“Winner gets to lay on the loser's lap~!” [name] gives Amane some cards for him to play. He groaned mentally at his cards, they're all plain ones.

Amane knows that he is whipped for [name] and he's crushing on her so hard.

“I-I won!” Amane couldn't believe it. For the first time in weeks of playing hanafuda with [name] he finally won. He gets to lay on his crush's lap. “Its the moon bright card that made me land on my victory.”

“Ehhh? But I look forward to laying on your lap.” [name] sticks out her bottom lip to pout. Amane grinned cheekily, proud that he finally won a match in hanafuda.

“But lets change the pace for a bit~” Amane grabbed both of [name]'s delicate hands. His hands were wrapped around hers. “I wonder what is like to lay on your lap...”

“I've always wanted you to try and lay on my lap without getting on the cards.” [name] adjusted her position, she smoothed her skirt and tugged on to the sleeve of his uniform. “You may lay down now.”

The amber eyed boy must remain calm, albeit his heart was beating so fast. His head on top of [name]'s, his crush, lap. ‘This scenario is like a dream come true, I swear.’ he thought.

Amane gently falls on her thighs, they were really soft to his liking. He smiles while nuzzling his cheek adjacent to her lap. [name] runs her fingers through his choppy locks earning sound of satisfaction from Amane. Her lips curled upwards in pure fondness to the boy who was laying on her lap.

A small sigh escapes from Amane’s lips, a sigh of relaxation. It feels like a bliss to him, it seemed perfect in a way. Just the two of them, basking under the morning sun in 9:30 am in the morning. “You seem tired, Amane-kun...” [name] presses her thumb to his cheek, making circular motions.

[name] thought that it was better for Amane to lay on her lap, she cherishes him more than anything else. “Your lap feels good, [name]-san~” he dreamily sighs, thinking that he was on a pillow or a fluffy cloud.

“You don’t have to say that so casually—” [name] grabbed his head and faceplants him against her lap out of embarrassment. Amane flailed his arms yet his screams were muffled, struggling to breathe. “Oh wait—I'm sorry!”

[name] releases Amane immediately. “Puwaah~!” he exhaled out after being smothered by his female friend's lap. His hair was slightly disheveled and looked at [name] in a grumbled state. “I'm just teasing you.”

“Ah sorry...” [name] apologizes. Amane rolled over to take a better look at [name]. He took her free hand and interlaced their fingers together. Amane slowly closes his eyes, lulling him to take a rest.

“I like...you, I think...”

‘Wait, what? What did I just try to say? Did I say it? Wait, did I?!’ Amane opened his eyes immediately when he realizes he probably confessed to [name] in his sleep. His face was burning, he sits up slightly while looking at [name].

“I think... I like you, [name]-san.”

Amane was rather foolish when it comes to liking someone. He admired some girls back then but they were rather shallow. [name], however, was quite different from the others. ‘This is it, I'm done for. Dammit, I'm about to breakdown on the spot.’

‘S-Should I?’ Amane stared at [name]'s lips that he wanted to kiss for some time. For some reason, they looked soft. There are countless daydreams flowing on how many angles will he try out to capture her lips.

His heart was pounding inside his chest yet he remained calm, he didn't want [name] to notice that he is indeed crushing on her. Amane tilted his head as he slowly leans in.

“I-I think I like you... Possibly, maybe... You know, like... really like...”

‘And yes, I am a complete moron...’

Their lips were only a few meters apart, just a little push and that's it, friendship over once their lips touched. “Um... you okay Amane-kun?” [name] asked with a small blush rising from her cheeks. “Your face sure is bright red...”

“And you're too close...”

“Oh my god! I'm sorry!” Amane pulls away faster than you can say his name. If only he had a frying pan next to him he'll give himself a one large bonk for attempting to kiss [name], but he doesn't have a frying pan. “I gotta go to the bathroom—”

“Eh?!” Before [name] could say a word, Amane runs away to escape from the embarrassment that he just felt. [name] sat there with her mouth ajar, she puts two of her fingers on her lips, wondering what could've happened if he continued.

“WHY THE FUCK DID I JUST DO THAT?!” Amane places his hands on the sides of his head in front of the bathroom mirror. “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK ASDFGHJKL!”

i hope you liked this part, like and reblogs are appreciated!

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sapphiewritesandstuff · 4 years

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Can i ask for Tsukasa x former student Reader please? Reader is a alumni coming back as a teacher

Ahhhhh! I just couldn’t for the life of me get the effect I wanted from this! I was literally tearing my hair out because I couldn’t do it :( I think this is the best it’s gonna get for now, so. Here you go 人(_ _*)

I might rewrite this later just to make up for it ;-;

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You stopped in front of Kamome Gakuen, pausing to take in the sight you thought you'd never see again. Your initial career plan had nothing to do with becoming a teacher. Heck, you used to scoff at your teachers, thinking how stupid they must to willingly deal with a bunch of squabbling, squealing toddlers-like teenagers.

But somewhere along the lines, you understood. You understood the love teachers have for their students, no matter how annoying they are. That’s what drove you to become a teacher, after all.

Kamome Gakuen looks familiar, but different. Over the years, the school board had decided to keep up with the times and construct a new school building. However, they made the decision not to demolish the old school. It was still there, on display for anyone who wanted to reminisce about their time spent there. You had arrived rather early with the intent to do just that.

The familiar building looked old fashioned compared to the newer one, which had adapted to the current style of schools, complete with modern styled swinging doors opposed to the old, sliding kind, and fancy, tiled floors that is a complete waste of money, in your humble opinion.

Cursing under your breath as you tripped over absolutely nothing, you pushed the sliding door open. It was unlocked, much to your surprise. The inside isn’t as decrepit as you thought it would be, the floors are covered with a thin layer of dust but everything is still intact.

Memories of your years here appeared in front of your eyes as if by magic. Your younger self running through the halls, chased by a figure of a boy with black hair…

No, no. Don’t think about him. It’s better for everyone if he just remains forgotten.

Walking along the halls of your school gave life to a flurry of emotions, all fluttering like butterflies inside your chest.

You stopped in front of a certain classroom. 2-2.

Middle school, year two, classroom two. It was not a particularly good year, nor a bad year for you. Until the end, at least. But the point is, it was like any other year.

So what made it so memorable?

It’s all because of them. No, because of him. His presence in your life changed everything.

“Ne, ne, (Name)-chan! Come look at this!” He called out to you, waving around the bloody scalpel, ignoring the teacher’s scolding.

You stared at the golden-eyed boy, eyeing the scalpel in his hand, making your way over to his station. His twin brother gave you an apologetic look.

“Tsukasa-kun, what is it?” Gently grasping his wrist, you pushed it back to the table before taking the scalpel and setting it on the desk. “It’s dangerous to wave around sharp objects.”

Tsukasa pouted, before pointing to the disemboweled frog on the table, “I wanted to show you my art.”

“That’s fine, just remember not to do that again, okay?” He nodded happily, reaching out to glomp you, only to be stopped by Amane clutching on to the collar of his shirt.

“Tsukasa, you still have blood all over your hands,” he sighed, marching his brother to the sink. You giggled at their antics, avoiding the splatters of blood on the floor in the surrounding area.

Your steps echoed as you stepped into the small classroom once filled with students and vibrant with life, now empty and abandoned. Maybe if I had noticed more, cared more about his behaviors.

“Too late to regret now,” you murmured, tracing your fingers on the dusty corkboard where the news of his death reached you. And so soon after, the news of his brother’s death. Your two best friends, the two people you could not save. You had seen the darkness, the crazed look in Tsukasa’s eyes. The fear, the sadness, and desperation in Amane’s. My fault, all my fault.

“I love you, (Name)-chan. Don’t you love me?” You gave the golden-eyed boy a sideways glance, laughing. “What are you talking about?”

Your gaze flitted away from the corkboard as if that alone would forever erase the memory.

The classroom itself is just as dusty, if not more than the hallways outside. You walked over to the seat next to the window, a small smile gracing your features. So many memories, good and bad, were made here, in this tiny classroom. Classroom 2-2.

The brief moments of vibrant emotions, the possibility of something more. “I guess it’s my punishment, isn’t it,” you murmured, tears pricking at your eyes. To this day, you had not been in one relationship. It’s a curse, the price you had to pay for the Yugi twins’ death.

For years, you had let their deaths drag you down. Blaming yourself for Amane’s breakdown that resulted in Tsukasa’s death. Your inadequate condolence did nothing to help Amane’s mental health. But now, after years of struggling, you finally get it. You’re finally ready to let go of that bloody memory, of all the blame. Ready to let go of Tsukasa.

Sure, you’ll hold onto the precious memories forever, but the guilt, the longing, the love. It all had to go. That’s what you hoped your time at Kamome Gakuen could achieve.

Letting your body settle into your old desk, you glance out the window where the sun shined and the sky glowed a brilliant blue. But no light entered the classroom, as if all light had been sucked out by something ominous.

You could almost hear Tsukasa’s giggles again, feel his touch on your cheeks.

“Ne, ne, (Name)-chan. Did you miss me?”

A chill passed through you. You whipped around, looking for the source of the whisper. Nothing.

Was it your imagination?

Hands settled on your shoulders, and you found yourself staring into the golden eyes of your dead childhood friend.

So you did what any sensible adult would do in a situation like this. You screamed bloody murder. His hand covered your mouth and the same familiar voice murmured in your ear, “Are you not happy to see me, (Name)-chan?”

Your thoughts raced, instantly gravitating towards the impossible. Tsukasa turned into a ghost after getting murdered by Amane and now he’s back to haunt me forever because I was a horrible friend (you had always had a wild imagination).

“T-Tsu-kun?” You removed his hand from your mouth, gripping on to it tightly, frowning when it didn’t slip through. That’s not how ghosts work.

“Yep! It’s me alright, (Name)-chan,” Tsukasa proclaimed cheerfully, wrapping his arms around your form. Your widened eyes stared at nothing as you tried to process this information. He’s back. Tsukasa’s back after all the years I tried to forget him, forget all the memories I had with him.

Fingers pulled at your cheeks, forcing you out of your dazed state. Tsukasa took your face into his hands, peering at your face curiously. Your face bloomed into the shade a shade of crimson, abruptly standing up, pushing him away.

“But you’re dead,” your voice is surprisingly steady as you clutched his hand tighter. Different emotions rose and fell inside, tears pricked at your eyes while irritation gnawed at you.

This little… I try so hard to forget him and he just comes back like nothing happened?

A part of your brain reasoned you could be in shock. That’s where all these conflicting feelings are coming from.

Shoving all of it away, you focused on one. Irritation.

“Yugi Tsukasa,” you began, taking a deep breath. The familiar way Tsukasa tilted his head to the side made you inside twist and turn.

“Hm?”

“How could you just die all these years ago, leave me with mental baggage to deal with years after the ordeal, and then strut back into my life like no time passed?!” The dam for your tears broke in the middle of your proclamation, leaving you heaving for breaths by the end of it.

He didn’t seem taken aback or angry, maybe relieved, if you could even call it that. “So you did miss me.”

Tsukasa’s quiet words stole away the last of your anger. You gaped at him for a second, taking in his small grin and expression of genuine happiness.

“I was kinda afraid you would forget about me,” he continued when you remained silent. “I really missed you, ya know.”

“Tsukasa-kun…” Guilt weighed heavily on your shoulders now that he went beyond your expectations by reacting so… calmly. You had expected every emotion but this.

“You’re right. I did miss you.” Your voice dropped to a whisper.

Tsukasa slipped a finger underneath your chin, pulling your face up so he could examine your features, instantly dispersing the tense atmosphere. You let him do so, despite the heat creeping up to your face. “You look different, (Name)-chan!” Tsukasa exclaimed suddenly, snapping back into his cheerful, eccentric self once again.

It was almost as if that vulnerability never appeared. You let it pass, giving a small smile, “Do I now?” He nodded vigorously, squishing your cheeks, “You look prettier!”

You blushed, looking away for a moment to regain your composure, “R-Really?”

He gave you another hug, whispering into your ear, “Do I ever lie, (Name)-chan?”

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By the time the school bell rang, you'd come to accept the fact that your childhood friend (and maybe crush?) is now a ghost haunting the school he died at. How so? Well, you’ve always been told you are an open-minded person. This is nothing more than accepting Tsukasa for who he is, right?

#yugi tsukasa x reader #jibaku shounen hanako kun #toilet bound hanako kun #ugh #not happy with this piece if trash i wrote

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wizardessheart-sideb · 3 years

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Image ID: A chapter image done in the style of Wizardess Heart. A large, off-white imagine with a guy on it. He’s wearing a dark gray uniform. There’s a lavender bar over him that reads “Tsukasa Kuze.” The rest of the text reads “Main Story” and “Chapter 3: Buddies?!” /End ID]

Chapter summary: Tsukasa and I are Buddies, apparently. We have another hard day of classes and to be honest, I'm terrified what our Buddy status means for us when it comes to grades.

I went to bed, the incident with Tsukasa pushed to the back of my mind. Dinner with my dorm-mates was uneventful and somehow, I was able to fall asleep easily. But instead of my alarm waking me up, I heard loud pounding on my door. I dragged myself out of bed, trying to wipe the sleep away from my eyes. But really, as I shut my eyes, I just wanted to go back to bed. Around my blackout curtains was a faint ring of light. It wasn’t even totally night yet. I threw a robe on before opening the door.

“Prefect Nox?”

“Hey!” For what felt horribly early, he looks perky and awake. How. “Sorry to wake you up early, but could you come with me for a moment?”

“Uh, sure? What’s going on?” The worst case scenario went through my mind. Was I so bad at magic that I was already getting rejected from the Academy?

“It’s nothing serious. Get dressed and I’ll wait for you in the hallway,” he told me. I suppose that’s better than being rejected. But still, what’s going on? As soon as Prefect Nox shut the door behind him, I threw on my uniform and we walked to the prefect’s office together. Twilight was rapidly declining to night and by the time we got to the office, the sky was dark. Inside was Tsukasa, a guy with long brown hair, and a beautiful person with cherry-red hair sitting at the desk.

“Thank you for getting them, Nox,” they said.

“No problem, Headmaster.” Headmaster?! Headmaster Randolph?! I better be on my best behavior! “Go ahead and take a seat between Rex and Tsukasa,” Nox instructed me. I nodded and sat between them.

“We haven’t met yet. I’m Rex Blanc. I’m your other prefect,” he said, turning and extending a hand to me.

“It’s nice to meet you.” I gave him my hand.

“I apologize I wasn’t able to give you a proper orientation, but welcome to the Academy,” Randolph said.

“Oh, don’t worry about it! Prefect Nox went over everything well. And thank you! I’m so happy to be working my way to being an official student,” I told him.

“That’s what I like to hear!” He smiled at us. “So, how about we get started on this little meeting? I called you and Tsukasa in here because you may be Buddies.”

“Buddies? Well, yeah, Tsukasa and I are friends. Is that… bad?”

“No, it’s not like that,” Rex cut in. “I guess I can’t blame you guys for being confused. We never told you what Buddies are.”

“I’m glad you’re friends. That’ll make this a lot easier. But Buddies is a special thing at this school. When two students who complement each other well, they’re made Buddies,” Headmaster Randolph informed us.

“We were made Buddies?” Tsukasa sounded uncertain and I didn’t blame him.

“Exactly,” Headmaster Randolph said.

“How does that work?” I asked.

“There’s special magic on this land. In all my years teaching here, I don’t fully understand it either. I suppose you could think of it as the Academy itself choosing Buddies,” Headmaster Randolph said. I… I don’t know if that’s reassuring or making me worried. What other sort of things is this school capable of? “Buddies are partners. If you and Tsukasa are truly Buddies, you two will be in it for the long haul, as they say. Your grades will affect the other’s and your fates are tied together.”

Okay yeah, I’m more worried than reassured.

“Can I see your moon brooches for a moment?” Headmaster Randolph put his hands out for us. “I need to check the Buddy system has truly been put into place.”

“Sure.” Tsukasa answered for us. We handed over our brooches and the Headmaster held his hand over them.

“Jukelle Sarabandom,” he said. Just like yesterday, our brooches glowed and sparkled. Headmaster Randolph looked so pleased with himself, but Prefect Nox and Prefect Rex’s jaws were on the floor. If I wasn’t so confused, it would be kind of funny.

“Is that why our brooches sparkled yesterday? Because we’re Buddies?” I asked.

“I don’t believe it… Buddies in the Night Class…” Nox said, breathless as if he’d been holding his breath this hold time.

“It’s not unheard of. But it’s rare,” Rex said quietly. “And it’s rare for Buddies to be formed so fast, from what I’ve heard.”

“That’s true,” Headmaster Randolph commented.

“Seriously?!” I exclaimed. But he didn’t seem to mind my outburst.

“The previous record was a week. But thanks to you two, it’s two days,” he told us. Way to go, Team Tsukasa and me for being made Buddies the fastest, I guess. “Congratulations, you two. It’s official.” He handed us our brooches back.

“What do we do now?” Tsukasa asked. I couldn’t really read his face. Was he happy? Sad? Disappointed? Confused? I couldn’t tell.

“Keep working hard and help each other out,” Headmaster Randolph told us with a smile. “Help each other out…” That wouldn’t be so hard. Right? Then why did I feel so nervous?

After being dismissed from the prefect’s office, Tsukasa and I hurried to our homeroom. I kept stealing glances at him. How did I really feel about being his Buddy? I enjoyed hanging out with him and he seemed like a sweetheart. But our fates tied together? Was that going to be forever, or just for school? What if we got into arguments? And what if-

“After you.”

“What?” I came to my senses. Tsukasa was holding the door for me, brows furrowed as he looked to me. “Oh! Sorry, I was spacing out. Thank you.”

I quickly went into the classroom. And as soon as I stepped inside a flurry of gray fabric and bright green hair came upon me.

“Oh my gosh, is it true?!” Fandamilia was on her toes, body almost vibrating and her eyes shining.

“W-what?!”

“You and Tsukasa! You guys are Buddies?!” she demanded.

“How do you know that?” Tsukasa questioned, frowning.

“Word travels fast here. Get used to it.” That guy with black and blond hair shoved past us, going to stand with Fandamilia. I’d put rudeness aside for a moment just to question how people knew. I really don’t like that. I don’t like that at all. Did someone see us? Do people just know about these things? What happened?

“But -” Fandamilia cut me off, squealing in delight.

“Oh my gosh, it’s true! You guys are so lucky! I wish I had a Buddy.”

“Yeah, I don’t think you need one,” the guy said again. Wow, okay. We’re being even more rude.

“Shut up, Viggo! Let a girl daydream!” Fandamilia demanded.

“Don’t you already do that enough?” he grinned at her.

“STOPPPPP!”

“Leave her alone, Viggo. She’s allowed to want things,” Tsukasa said, exhausted. Part of me wondered if this wasn’t the first time Tsuaksa had to step in for Fandamilia. Did this happen a lot?

“Don’t get so pissy. I’m just teasing her.” Viggo’s grin was gone and he was glaring at Tsuaksa.

“It doesn’t feel like teasing.” Fandamilia said quietly.

“Are we going to be hanging out in the doorway today?” We scurried away from the door as Prefect Nox came in. My feet tripped over themselves, sending me straight into Tsukasa. My face slammed into his chest and his arms wrapped around me, keeping me up.

“Are you okay?” he asked urgently.

“Y-Yeah. I’m fine.” As I gathered myself, I noticed Fandamilia giving me a sly grin and she winked. And then it hit me. Oh… Oh no this looks weird! Wait, no, calm down. It’s just a hug… It’s no big deal… “Sorry, I didn’t mean to fall into you.”

“It’s fine. I’m just glad I was able to catch you,” he told me with a smile. That smile… Just why was his smile so sweet and warm? And comforting? I righted myself and we hurried to our seats. Fandamilia gently grabbed my arm and gave me a sweet smile.

“You’re so lucky. I wish a cute boy would catch me when I fall,” she whispered in my ear. Cute?! I glanced at Tsukasa as we sat down. I was always so focused on his smile, but she was right. He was pretty cute. He had nice features and beautiful eyes. His lavender hair looked so silky and was so nice and neat. Not to mention him standing up for others made him even more attractive.

“All right, are we ready?” Nox asked in a booming voice. No one said anything. “Okay, let’s start class.” He toned it down a little. “We’re focusing on defensive magic again. This time, you’ll be making shield made of earth. I hope I get more people raising their hands this time, but what’s the magical term for earth?” Fandamilia raised her hand. “Not you.” She slowly lowered her hand. I gave her a sympathetic look. “Oh, our new transfer student! Thank you for looking up.” Ah hell. “Well? What’s your answer?”

“Uh, terra?” I’m pretty sure that’s what it was. It was that or terrum.

“Correct. Keep studying.” Oh thank goodness I got hat right. “We’re doing the same exercise as yesterday, but with earth this time instead of water. Pair up and get in line.”

There was a low grumble as everyone got up, finding people to work with. I glanced over to Tsukasa and our gazes met.

“Partners again?” he asked.

“Of course.”

As we got into line, that nervous feeling started tearing at my stomach again. I remembered how this went yesterday and that same worry popped up again. Would things be easier today? Or harder?

“Are you okay? You look kind of stiff,” Tsukasa asked, leaning in close to me.

“Yeah! I’m totally fine!” Somehow, the lie came easy. Tsukasa opened his mouth to respond, but Prefect Nox came up to us.

“Who’s going first?” he inquired.

“I’ll go first.” Tsukasa didn’t even hesitate. Did he do that because he knows I’m nervous?

“Cool. Go ahead and cast it,” Nox nodded.

“土! (Do!)” Again, Tsukasa drew a symbol into the air. A large slab of rock appeared. The edges of Nox’s lips curled into a grin.

“Sagitta aqua.” Arrows of water splashed into the shield, but it held up fine. Way to go, Tsukasa! Nox seemed pleased as well and turned to me. “All right, it’s your turn.” I took a deep breath. I can do this. I can do this. I got this.

“O earth, protect us from harm! Suctum terra!” I waved my wand and a wall of gooey mud manifested in front of me. Nox wasn’t smiling, but he wasn’t exactly frowning.

“Unorthodox, but let’s see if it works. Sagitta aqua.” Arrows of water flew into my shield. While I didn’t get wet, the sticky thud of mud falling to the ground filled my ears. Now that odd expression turned into a frown. “It’s holding up for now, but if you had a barrage of arrows, this wouldn’t last long. Try to solidify the shield next time.”

“Thank you.” The back of my throat dried up and a dull ache crept up it. Prefect Nox just went down the line. My eyes were starting to burn. In my mind, I could already see our grades on the chalkboard, Tsukasa’s grade falling because my spell wasn’t perfect.

Why do our grades have to impact each other? What kind of sadist made this Buddy system?! My failures shouldn’t bring someone else down! That’s just cruel and unfair…

“Hey.” Tsukasa leaned over, whispering in my ear. “You’ll get it next time. I know you will.”

“Thank you… I won’t fail,” I said. I could do this. I just needed to work hard and get it right the next time.

“I know you won’t.” He gave me another one of those sweet smiles that made me feel so calm. Funny. No one’s ever been able to make me feel so calm before. He gently pat me on the back. I had to try harder next time. I couldn’t fail Tsukasa. For being thrown into this Buddy thing so early, he was doing so much for me already. I couldn’t let him down. I refused to let him fail because I was terrible with magic.

But even with that resolve, I knew this was going to be hard. This was all on top of trying to become an official student. I don’t know why Tsukasa and I were made Buddies, but I needed to do my best for him and myself.

#tsukasa kuze #tsukasa kuze: kind spirit #wizardess heart+#wizardess fanroute

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polar-stars · 5 years

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🕯️ HanaRu !! 💟 Noboru/Takara!!

I hope I did okay ovo;;;

Remind my muse that they matter - HanaRu

“Are you nervous about tomorrow?” “Absolutely, I mean it’s Momo-senpai we’re up against. I am praying that our president will stand a chance.”

Kaoru overheard two younger students conversing as he strolled through the almost empty hallways of Totsuki.

It was the time of the so-called “Survivor’s Hunt”. A purge that serves the purpose of fuelling Central’s power by eliminating the few who still dared to stand up with their Research Societies. Whatever RS the two students were part of, it had to prove its worth tomorrow as well.

Kaoru bit his lips. Then he put on a friendly smile and made a slight head turn.

“I wish you the best of luck.” He then said earnestly. The two girl flinched, startled by the sudden voice.

As they made a turn to inspect where the voice was coming from, they were faced with a friendly, warm and assuring smile. After a few moments of silence they gave him a nod and one of them mumbled “Thank you”. Then the two moved on on their way. And so did Kaoru.

However, just soon after he took a halt in his walk once again. Almost automatically.

The cause?

A suspicious noise that reached his ears. A noice that sounded very much like….crying.

His heart skipped a beat and in the very next second he was already onto searching where the voice had come from. He began following his ears and they let him to the slightly opened door of an empty classroom.

As Kaoru leaned forwards to inspect the room his heart sank further, as his yellow eyes found who it was that was making that miserable noise.

She may have had her face buried in her hands as she heavily sobbed into them, but Kaoru would recognise that smooth, dark-blue hair anywhere. Once tied into a neat, professional bun it now hung completely loose ever since that day. The day of Tetsuji Kabutoyama’s expulsion.

The girl crying was none other than Hanako Fujioka. And said sight, laid painful clamps around Kaoru’s heart while his mouth became dry and his mind blank.

“Hanako….” He could only manage a painful whisper. The sudden noise sent visible shock through the girl as she flinched and abruptly took her head out of her hands.

With wide eyes, red from all the crying and with tears still streaming out of them and running over her porcelain skin, she turned to him, her lips trembling. “Ah….I….” She struggled for words.

Calmingly, Kaoru raised his hands, signalising to her that there was nothing she had to justify or that she had to hide. Slowly he took his approach towards her and asked. “Do you need someone to listen? Sometimes, just talking about it can help.”

“…I don’t want to be a bother.” Hanako whispered, barely audible even due to her voice being exhausted from all the sobbing. She hid her face from him again by burying it into her hands once again. “I am useless, I’m sorry.”

In a heartbeat, Kaoru was beside her, a hand on her shoulder and nothing but concern and hurt in his golden eyes. “But what would make you say such a terrible thing, Flower?”

Lightly, Hanako lifted her head a little again, taking it out of her head but still averting his gaze. “I…..I did nothing…….absolutely nothing…….I….”

“But there is nothing you could have done.” Kaoru stated a little bitterly but earnestly. “It was a hopeless situation, for all of us. And the few who could have acted, did not. If you ask me, they’re the useless ones but certainly not you.”

Gently, he got a hold of her chin and turned her head a little to make her look at him and see the seriousness in his eyes.

“You’re one of the most inspiring people I ever met, your diligence and dedication is greatly inspiring. You carry an intelligent head on your shoulders and a good heart in your chest.” The words just came spilling out of his mouth. “You contibuted a lot to many people’s lifes already and this school. In no way, flower, are you what one would call ‘useless’. I’d go as far and say you’re the very opposite.”

Hanako’s eyes had widened slightly at all the praise that had just rain over her. They sank in slowly, bringing bits of warmth into her devastated soul. She felt how a few wounds were healed inside her and how the waterfall in her eyes had stopped.

Her hand shivering in uncertainty, she reached out for Kaoru’s hand to lower it again. Almost as if she was a little afraid of its powers. “….Thank you.” She muttered, thankfully.

For a happy hug - Takara/Noboru

It was Noboru’s favorite day, Sunday. The one time in the week where he had the greatest chance for some peace.

He had chosen to spent the morning of said favorite day with a stroll through the park. A coffee that he had prepared at home was in his hands and headphones in his ears, in order to block out all outer sound through a careful selection of some of the most beautiful French Chansons.

By coincidence, to make everything even more perfect, it also happened to be his favorite season: Autumn. The artist in him certainly loved seeing the leaves change their color and dance through the winds once they fell.

Yes, everything was to his liking. No classmates near and even more annoying underclassmen even rarer away. Everything was soothing and quie-

“Noboru-kun!” Not even his headphones could overtone the sudden enthusiastic yell coming from behind him. Before Noboru could make any attempt to even turn however, two arms already wrapped around him as a jolly force crashed into his back.

As he chanted a few rare curses internally, Noboru pressed the pause-bottom, cutting of the comforting, warm voice of Édith Piaf. He turned his head to inspect who it was now that was disrupting his rare peace and quiet.

“What a coincidence to meet ya here!” Takara Tsukasa laughed loudly. “What are you up to this early? Is it something exciting? Are you about to have a date?”

Sarcastically Noboru replied in his head, I am up to finally having some relaxation and alone-time. Aloud, he said. “Nothing much….” One could hear the typical hint of annoyance in his polite voice. Takara, however, was deaf to it or straight-up ignoring it.

With sparkles in her eyes she exclaimed. “You’re free?”

Quick, make up some appointment. A voice in Noboru’s yelled. Another voice was quick to shot back. It would be immoral to lie! We already have two rude, bespectacled people in our Elite Ten! We don’t need more addition.

In the end, Noboru hosted a quick, little funeral for his peace and quiet in his head. Before he finally gave a sigh and gave his answer to Takara.

“I am.”

Noboru did not even know how that was possible, but Takara’s face lightened up even more and the grip she still had around his waist tightened. “How fun! They opened a new amusement park near and I would love to check it out!”

#Other's OCs #Hanako Fujioka #HanaRu #Noboru Shinomiya #Lea is writing #Crossoversss

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amane-by-together · 3 years

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Hanafuda || Amane Yugi

(Part 2 of 10)

genre: fluff, school, slice of life, modern au (where all wonders live)

warnings: cursing, grocery puns

[name], for the first time in weeks, finally decided to take just one class for the sake of her attendance. In Amane's case, he almost forgot where he was seated but thankfully he remembered that he sat behind Yashiro Nene.

“Why the hell do I have to go to class, cheese and fucking fries.” [name] grumbled under her breath. “Just one whole class for this day and the rest I'll skip,”

“[surname]-san!” [name] frowned at her guy classmate (or does she even remember him) who was standing in front of the entrance blocking her way. “It's a rare thing for you to come to class.”

“Mind your fucking business you person I don't bother to remember.” [name] wore a distasteful expression to the guy so that he will know that she ain't interested in playing with him. “First thing in the morning and I'm already pissed as hell.”

[name] lazily made her way to her designated desk and sits down. Everyone stared at [name], who was currently confused why they had their eyes on her. She suddenly became uncomfortable. “What?” she said in a cold tone. “The fuck are you all looking at?”

In fear, everyone turned their heads back and continued what they were doing. [name] rolled her eyes, she didn't have any time to deal with their shit.

‘I'm gonna go out after lunch, I hope Amane-kun was there, otherwise it'll be lonely...’ [name] rests her cheek on top of her palm, looking at the board with an unamused expression. ‘I've been hanging out too much with Amane-kun, if only we're both classmates—’

“[surname]-san.” [name]'s thoughts were interrupted by her teacher's voice. She tilted her head waiting for another word. “Someone wanted to see you.”

‘Who tf—?’ The annoyed female stood up from her chair, she let out a small sigh. Who would want to see [name] in the middle of the class? Well maybe that someone would return something to her, the thing is, she didn't lent anything amongst the hundreds of students in the school. Then, who could it be?

“Sir, may I ask who?”

“Yugi from Class A.”

[name] blinked. “P-pardon?”

“He wants to give you something.” [name] swore she saw the teacher smirk at her. The whole class looked at [name] again but this time they were mentally teasing her.

Tsukasa's eyes widened in pure shock, he glanced over to [name] and smiled brightly. “[name]-chi is Amane's girlfriend?”

And soon everyone started to fangirl loudly. [name] facepalmed really hard muttering “Shut the fuck up.” under her breath multiple times. Her ears started to burn because of embarrassment. “You all must be mistaken.” she chuckled nervously. “We're not dating.”

“Hmm, then explain why I always saw you two together during lunch?” Tsukasa asked with a teasing glint in his eyes. [name]'s eye twitched in annoyance now that the younger twin seems to be supporting the idea of she and Amane being together.

“Uh, can I go now?” [name] pointed at the door wincing to escape the situation. “I can't let him wait that long.” She walked out of the classroom and saw Amane waiting for her outside with his hands on his back. Was he hiding something?

“Amane-kun.” The said boy had his head perked up to her direction, [name] went over to him and shot her hand up. “Yo.”

“Why is everyone staring at us?” Amane pointed at his finger towards the group of classmates peeking over to the two teens.

“Don't mind them.” [name] swats her hand. “Anyways, why did you call me?”

Amane gave her a small paper bag. [name] blinked twice and gently grabbed the bag. “What's this?”

The choppy haired boy's cheeks turned red and started talking in pout while looking away. “It's a bracelet...” he murmured. “They're matching bracelets, I'm currently wearing mine.”

“You bought this for me?” [name] resisted the urge to hug Amane, if only her classmates weren't watching her. She smiled, pink dusted upon her cheeks. “Thanks Amane-kun.”

“I-It's no big deal, really, but I'm glad you like it.” Amane sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck while grinning.

[name] placed her hand on his shoulder, stood on the tips of her toes slightly and whispered something on his ear. “By the way do you want to skip classes after lunch?”

“I kinda plan to do that so I guess it's a yes.” Amane whispered back at her.

“Yeah, we're definitely skipping again.”

The two of them broke down in a fit of giggles as they pulled away from each other. “Hey [name], do you have plans later?” he asked.

“Not really, why'd you ask?”

Amane's cheeks started to burn again, he gained a little confidence and looked at [name] in a flustered state. “Well, why don't we go somewhere else after school? Just the two of us?”

“Of course.” [name] answered. Amane let out a sigh of relief and smiled back at his female friend.

“I gotta go back to class.” Amane patted her shoulder before dashing off towards his classroom. “I'll see you later!”

“You too,” [name] had her hand slightly raised up. She let out a small chuckle and looked at the paper bag. “Amane-kun, you really are a wonder...”

She quickly switched back to her aloofness and glared at her classmates. “The fuck are you all looking at?” she asked as her classmates hurriedly went over to their desks. “Honestly, when will they learn not to meddle in a private conversation.” she murmured right before she entered the classroom

“I don't fucking get this projectile motion.” [name] was in a state of existential crisis remembering the physics lesson that they tackled during class. “Did I really skip that much?”

“In my case I only understood Earth and Life Sciences.” Amane changed his school shoes and placed them inside his shoe locker. [name] waited for him, placing her hand on her waist and whistled a little bit. After that the two of them started to walk next to each other. “[name]-san, did you notice that everyone was staring at you?”

“You didn't think it was you who they were staring at?” [name] scratched her head, her silver bracelet was twinkling against the sunset.

“Nope.” Amane answered. “It's definitely you, must be because you're pretty.”

[name] lets out a weird sound of disbelief and shock. Amane stopped on to his tracks as he realized what he had said. “I-I mean, yeah you are pretty, n-not gonna lie t-though.” he stuttered with a blush forming on his visuals.

“S-sorry.” It was [name]'s turn to blush, she looked down on her feet as her bangs were covering her eyes. “I-It's just no o-one h-has ever called me p-pretty before.”

“I-I always f-find you pretty so...” Amane can feel his whole face burning like embers. The two of them made eye contact and it felt like time had stopped between them. “If you like, I'll gladly call you pretty everyday...”

“Amane...” [name] covered her whole face to muffle her words. She felt so flustered and she didn't know what to do. Amane averted his gaze from her and blushed. “Screw you—”

“I'm sorry but I'm not lying.” Amane cleared his throat, an evident blush was still on his cheeks. “Let's go to the mall, do you want to eat some donuts?”

“Yeah dude!” [name] tries to lighten up the mood so that it wouldn't be awkward anymore. To be fair, Amane was on the attractive side in her opinion, she doesn't really find herself pretty but people have different perspectives anyways.

[name] wouldn't deny it though, Amane has nice visuals and...hands, they looked really soft and warm, she sometimes imagine what would it be like if they held hands. Other than that, he is an affectionate and sweet, then he turns into a sadist and a tease sometimes. “I never got to ask you this [name]-san but are you going out with someone?”

“I never had a boyfriend or a girlfriend.” [name] replied. “No one really confesses to me at some point so basically I'm single, must be nice having one though..” she mumbles the last part.

“I guess everyone must be blind...” Amane muttered to himself before walking ahead, leaving [name] clueless, and then she catched up next to the choppy haired boy.

“Amane-kun, I hope you don't mind but I'm gonna buy some groceries along the way.” [name] puts her hands behind her back. “After that, we can get some donuts and roam around.”

“Sounds like a great idea.” Amane reluctantly agrees with her. [name] wrapped an arm around his shoulders and grinned as he uttered an 'oof' from his lips.

“I love your gift by the way.” [name] raised her wrist in front of Amane to show her that she's wearing the bracelet. Her eyes widened in joy and pointed out the matching bracelet around his wrist. “And we're matching~!”

But then [name] flicked his forehead. “Ow!” Amane held his forehead while slightly whimpering. “That hurts.” he pouted. [name] let out a plfft sound from her lips, she reached over to rub his throbbing forehead.

“That's for excusing me out of class and my classmates started to tease me that you're my boyfriend.” she chuckled, then she switches to an annoyed tone. “Then your brother called me Nee-san just to tease me.”

Amane stifled a laugh. [name] puffed her cheeks at him angrily. “Oi! It's not that funny!” she harrumphed. She looked like an angry pouting mochi rather than an angry person.

“Hmm~?” Amane cheekily smirks at the latter, he leaned next to her to continue teasing her. “Nee-san~?”

“Don't call me Nee-san you idiot!” An irk mark appears on the side of [name]'s forehead as she reached over to pinch his cheek. “Honestly, you're such a tease.”

“Only for you~” Amane ruffles her hair making it messier than it is. [name] sighed asking how the hell did she end up being friends with Amane who is one hell of a tease.

After a few minutes of teasing and cheek pinching, the two teens arrived at the mall. [name] and Amane went to get some groceries first. “All of these bananas but you can't even notice my peelings.” [name] faked a sniff while putting the bunch of bananas inside the basket that Amane was holding.

“I don't understand why you needed six cans of sprite, can't you buy 7up instead?” [name] silently wheezed as she smacked his shoulder, earning a laugh from Amane.

“Shut up, I don't have—thyme for that.” [name] puts some spices inside the basket. She grabbed some bread from the bread aisle. “I also knead bread too.”

“I also have a grocery joke but aisle tell it later.” Amane added while laughing. [name] bursted out giggling, clutching on to her stomach. “Okay we better stop, the old couple beside us were giving looks of suspicion.”

“O-kale then.” [name] and Amane entered one of the aisles. “Grate minds think alike.”

“Do you live alone [name]?” Amane asked all of a sudden. He doesn't know any much about [name]'s family or background, heck, he doesn't even know if she had siblings.

“I live with Yako-neesan and my little brother.” [name] places some products inside the basket. “Why?”

“Just asking.”

“You seem curious about my family background.” [name] laughs softly while putting two carton of milk in the basket. “My parents are both abroad, my little brother and I lived in Yako-neesan's apartment, which is our cousin.”

“You're an older sibling?”

“Well yeah,” [name] beckoned Amane to follow her to the next aisle. “Maybe you can come over and play with him, he doesn't mind talking to older guys.”

“Did I mention that he wanted to meet you though?” [name] tilted her head towards his direction with a pack of strawberries on her hand. “You two will definitely get along.”

“What was Tsukasa like in class if I may ask?” Amane asked again, sure, even though the younger twin has a life of his own, he can't help but to be concerned with him.

“How the fuck should I know?” [name] raised her eyebrows and tossed the pack of strawberries in the basket. “I skipped a lot of classes so I didn't really pay attention to Tsukasa-kun.”

“It's like you skipped a lot than I did.” Amane sheepishly chuckles but he deadpanned afterwards. “But I can't get a damn thing about Maths.”

“I think we crossed the whole list.” [name] tells Amane with a thumbs up. The two of them went to the lane with few people. [name] whipped out her wallet when it was her turn to check in. “Omigod. Do I really have to carry them all?”

“I could help you carry them.” Amane suggests. [name]'s heart suddenly skipped a beat, she nodded slowly meaning that she needed his help to carry them.

“There sure were a lot of people in the donut shop.” [name] sighed in a low spirited tone while holding the paper bag filled with donuts. Currently, Amane and [name] were eating donuts with their backs against the wall. “Here's yours Amane-kun.”

Amane took a bite of the plain donut and started munching on it. They were freshly cooked so that's why it tasted good. “So [name], are you going to class tomorrow?”

“I was gonna plan to attend one whole class in one week.” [name] answers while eating her cream-filled donut. Truth to be told, she didn't feel guilty about skipping classes, it was only her escape from pressure and stress in school. “How about you?”

“I guess I'll skip tomorrow.” Amane took out a piece of his donut and showed it to [name]. “Want some?”

“Sure. Thanks.” [name] opened her mouth waiting for Amane to plop the piece of donut inside her mouth. He blushed at the thought of his fingers might brush against her lips. Amane plopped the bite inside her mouth which [name] ate it gratefully. “Here have some of mine in exchange.” she says while handing him the donut.

Amane takes a bite of the cream-filled donut. He glanced over to [name] and saw that there's a bit of cream near her lips. “Hold on,” he pointed at her face. “Um, you got some cream on the side of your lips.”

“Huh? Here?” [name] pointed at her face. Amane shakes his head since she can't see where he was pointing. He sighed and reached over to wipe the cream off her lips using his thumb and quickly licked it.

Amane smirked slyly at her. “The cream does taste good.” he said in a playful way. [name]'s face grew red at the sudden action that he did, he decided to tease her a little bit so he moved his face closer to hers. “You seem a little flustered~ hmm~?”

[name] leaned back and averted her gaze from him. “Well, that looked like an indirect kiss.” she protested while pouting slightly. Amane let out a light chuckle and smiled.

“Sorry, I can't help but to tease because you're so cute.” He said with a slight smirk and he reached over to lightly pinch her cheek. “Your cheeks are red~”

“Ok, that's enough.” [name] pried his hand off her cheek and rubs it a little. Amane stares at her in a lovestruck awe, the way she blushes and pouts made him feel like he just wanna hold her protectively in his arms. “I finished my donut, let's get going now.”

The two of them got out of the mall. The skies were as pink overlayed with an orange color that the sun was setting. Amane stared at [name]'s hand, he blushed at the thought of hold it. “[name]-san...” he came to a halt.

“Yeah?” [name] said.

“Can...I...?” Amane looked down while mumbling incoherently. [name] tilted her head in confusion as he waits for him to speak. Amane must have looked like a strawberry right now. His eyes meet hers as he gains a bit of confidence. “C-Can I hold your hand?!” he asked with a hint of embarrassment.

[name]'s cheeks turned red at the sudden request. She stared at her own hand and then his hands, for some reason his hand looked warm. “T-that was a strange thing to ask, I'm sorry—” Amane swats his hand in denial.

“Sure...”

“I'm sorry, what?” Amane's eyes widened. [name] turned away from him and blushed intensely, he looks at her hand. “You don't mind right? Me holding your hand...?”

“Mhmm...” [name] brushes her hand against his so that Amane would know that it's okay to hold her hand. Amane laced their hands together, tenderly holding her hand. [name] can hear her heartbeat hammering inside her chest. “You really like being coddled, huh?”

‘Her hand feels soft.’ Amane looked at their hands linking with each other. ‘They fit so perfectly with mine...’

“Shall we continue?” Amane asked with a shy smile. [name] hummed in agreement as the choppy haired boy gripped on to her hand softly, grinning at the female. “Let's take you home then~”

The two teens started walking together hand in hand, feeling each others warmth till the tips of their very own fingers. Amane mumbled something under his breath.“I love you,”

“Eh?” [name] didn't quite hear what Amane just mumbled.

“I meant your hands!” Amane blushed that he accidentally slipped that out but thank god she didn't hear it. “I love your hands——They're really cute!”

“Well your hands are pretty much gorgeous than mine, you have long fingers...” [name] raised their intertwined hands together in front of Amane and smiled softly. “See, our hands pretty much fit together.”

“Yeah...” Amane smiled contently, hoping that this moment will never end. If [name] continues to act like this around him,

Then, he would most likely to fall for her even more.

-end of part 2-

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