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fairy-writes · 1 year

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Pspspspspspsp I saw that you write for balance unlimited 👀

Can I pls have a oneshot of love at first sight with daisuke? There's a lack of Tumblr fics of this anime plsss I beg for more

LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT

Reblogs and Comments are greatly appreciated!!

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Requester: irethepotato

Fandom(s): Millionaire Detective: Balance Unlimited

Pairing(s): Kambe Daisuke x Gender Neutral!Reader

Genre(s): Fluff, pining(?), love at first sight trope

I’d be happy to write for Balance Unlimited! I’m still getting a hand on Daisuke’s character, so this might be OOC, but I’ll try my best!

Also, you are slightly shorter than Daisuke in this. He does wear shoe inserts that make him roughly 5’7”.

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You saw him at a convention. No, not like ComicCon, but a gala, or rather a business function. He rolled up in a Chevy Corvette and stepped out, handing the keys off to the valet and buttoning the front of his pitch-black tuxedo suitcoat.

He was handsome, with slicked-back dark hair and mysterious eyes hidden behind sunglasses. And… did he have a pierced ear? Even more attractive.

He had a woman next to him who had stepped out of the passenger side of the sports car. She was dressed in a sleek black dress and long black hair styled in an intricate updo. They looked alike, close enough to be related. You adjusted the hem of your own blazer and turned to grab a glass of champagne.

There was no point in fantasizing over the unattainable.

He was way out of your league anyway.

You join in on the dancing, spinning away with dance partners as the hours pass, and you search for an opening. However, a wrench in your plans is apparent when you are twirled into the arms of the handsome young man you had spotted earlier.

He’s even more handsome up close, and you can smell his expensive cologne. His sunglasses are nowhere to be found, probably folded away inside the inside pocket of his tux.

But that’s not what throws a wrench in your plans. Instead, it’s the moment you meet his eyes. They’re a steely blueish-gray and all the more alluring. Fireworks erupt in your belly, and you almost trip over your feet. However, you are quick to recover without him noticing.

You knew this feeling. It was the feeling of falling in love. You had felt it before, with your first love, who has long gone and left with your heart in pieces. It had taken years to heal yourself, and now you were scared of it breaking again. You couldn’t fall in love! You simply couldn’t!

But as you watch the man’s eyes widen almost inconspicuously, you realize he feels it too and quickly decide to break this off.

“Sorry, I’ve forgotten something.” You quickly excuse yourself and head toward a side door. But, before you shut the door behind you, you look behind and catch his gaze once again. The door hurriedly closes behind you, and you are locked in a dead sprint.

It doesn’t take long to find the host’s computer. But someone is already there. The woman who was with the man earlier (you really had to learn their names, this was getting exhausting). She was bent over a keyboard, tapping rapidly and lines of code appeared across the screen. The lights were off, save for the computer monitors (obviously), so you were bathed in blue light.

The door slams shut behind you, and you jump, the woman does as well, turning, and her gaze flashes with surprise as you meet her eyes. Then you whip around to see who had shut the door, and you spot the man.

He’s as good-looking as ever. That’s the infuriating part.

“Do you have what you need?” His voice is deep, alluring, and smooth as honey. Damn it. He just keeps getting more attractive. But never mind that you have things to focus on! The woman unplugs and tosses a flash drive stick to him that he catches without looking. His eyes are trained on you as he slips it into his inside tuxedo pocket.

“Just who are you?” You say, portraying an air of confidence. After all, you might as well put on a show, right? Throw them off your tracks, and don’t let them see how nervous you are, right?

“Kambe Daisuke. Who are you?” He says—more like demands—and you oblige. Equivalent exchange is polite, right? There’s no need to be rude. He says your name, and you shiver at the sound of it coming from his mouth. It sounded so sexy you couldn’t help but want to hear more.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you, Daisuke, but I must be going now, so if you’ll excuse me—” His hand catches your wrist and yanks you back as you try to leave. You stumble, looking up into his eyes as your noses brush.

Your lips brush the corner of his own, and you are slipping away before he even registers what’s happening. His eyes are wide and uncharacteristically shocked. The woman behind you chokes on her own saliva as she stands, shocked.

You’re gone before he realizes the flash drive is gone. You twirl it between your fingers, slip it into your inside pocket, and sprint down the hall. Finally, you make it to your car and peel out of the gala roundabout just as he bursts through the doors.

His eyes are locked on your disappearing vehicle the entire time.

Mission accomplished.

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theunfairmaiden · 1 year

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Daisuke with his hair down goddamn

#fkbu #daisuke kambe #anime #weeb #kambe daisuke #the millionaire detective #balance unlimited

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epickiya722 · 6 months

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After all this damn time, I'm just realizing that Haru and Sayuri, Daisuke's mom, have the same eye color!!!

#GOLDEN EYES THEY BOTH GOT GOLDEN EYES!!#i wonder if daisuke ever just looks at haru and gets sad #i can't believe I'm just fucking realizing this!!!#just kiya's thoughts #fkbu #fugou keiji balance unlimited #balance unlimited #millionaire detective #millionaire detective balance unlimited #haru kato #kato haru #katou haru #haru katou #kambe sayuri #sayuri kambe #daiharu

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askew-d · 1 month

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Can I ask your top 10 fav fics ever (from any fandom, if you don't mind)?

Also, just curious, is there a story behind your name "askew-d "?

hello, there! sorry for the long wait, i forgot to check my notifs :( i will do better next time. thank you for this question! i feel like i’ve waited ages for someone to ask me exactly that, lol. i could talk about well-written fanfics forever!! can i give you a hug? because this is wonderful, really.

let’s go for it! my range of fanfiction that i enjoy vary, but one thing remains: i will adore your fic, no matter the fandom, if it’s written with passion and if it contains good, poetic introspection. i love poetry. for me, if there’s melancholic tropes of any kind i’m into it. immortal character and reincarnation? give me now. supernatural elements or slice of life with doomed narrative? i’ll ignore sleep to read it. angst with happy ending? my endgame, for sure.

however, i also adore silly, comedic, cute pieces of domestic life or otherwise. i had a hard time choosing from my bookmarks for this, and i also reviewed some of my favorites, it was fun. before we continue, here are some of the tags that i don’t dive into for whatever reason: porn without plot (it personally just doesn’t interest me at all), non-con, gore, a/b/o dynamics, soulmates au. sorry if you were hoping for it! i’ll try classify them into an order of what i like most.

1. jellyfish, by mystery twin, for the haikyuu!! fandom — i read this when i was finishing high school and coincidentally the story talks about finishing high school! i have a personal attachment that makes me reread it every year. it’s some sort of tradition at this point. not to mention i love kagehina dearly.

2. teen project to change the world, by animeloverhomura, for the mo dao zu shi fandom — respectfully speaking, i would find this author and give them a big hug. their writing is spetacular! if you've never seen this one and you're into mdzs, know it's a story where the characters get to see every event from the novel and donghua, even the dead characters. they watch wei wuxian journey, can you believe it? so goddamn entertaining. promptly waiting for the next update!

3. a hundred or so hellos, by iwillstillopenthewindow, for the haikyuu!! fandom — remember i said i love melancholic stories? well, this one broke me so hard, i had to mention how i hold it with tenderness (we love things that breaks us, dont we?). this fandom manages to write the cutest, most unhinged things sometimes. even it's an anime about sports. i always get amazed by it.

4. no certainty of doors between us, by betts, for the mo dao zu shi fandom — certainly the most silly little fanfic i've ever seen, it's hilariously sweet. i want everyone to read this masterpiece because, seriously, whoever did this deserves only the best. so, so, cute. it had to be in my top 10!

5. their kindred encounters, by fireflavoredwhiskey, for the untamed rpf fandom (bjyx) — you know those kinds of shows, books, any piece of media, that tears up apart? well, this one was it for me. it's a very famous one that deserves all praise, certainly well-written and enjoyable to the core, with doses of angst, romance and beauty overall.

6. as the clouds part and clear, we finally meet again, by 12262325, for the mo dao zu shi fandom — aaaaa, i was truly torn between putting this in the third or fourth place, but i ended up putting it here. come on, i love an age difference kind of story, especially for wangxian, and this one was perfectly done. sweet and funny. the development? the yearning?? outstanding!! i read this many times already, i'll never get tired.

7. pursuit, by emleewrites, for the haikyuu!! fandom — mystery, romance, lawsuits, poker games, adventure, slice of life, AMAZING depictions and so, so goddamn well-written? that's what you're looking for in any fanfiction. the author dedicated herself entirely for this story, and, like i said, i love stories that are written with passion, you can see it pouring through every paragraph. besides, highly entertaining. i'm not very into long fics, but once i started it off, i couldn't stop. that's how addicting it is.

8. linger by the door (i’ve always been yours), by piecrust, for the mo dao zu shi fandom — epistolary?? have i mentioned how i love it?? some of the phrases in this are gold, in my bookmarks you can check some of them (i ought to make a list of my favorite fic quotes, btw, i will sure do it). through each letter i could comprehend more of wei wuxian's feelings and his internal conflict. i love feeling this connected to a character.

9. all the world is ours to take, by khrys, for the fugou keiji fandom — i have more than one favorite fanfiction for this couple. you know these kinds of developing relationship where the transition from (maybe enemies too) friends to lovers happens so smoothly that it feels like they've been soulmates first and foremost at the end? i don't even know how to explain. i just love how, when they finally are together, it's like they've been together for years. and they just... made it official? i like it. i love my mr. kambe haru.

10. he won’t tell you that he loves you, by hellshandbasket, for the house m.d fandom — i found this to be the most fitting, perfect story for this specific couple. they deserved more stories like this, but we dont see it anymore. i would hightlight the feelings realization in this one, that is so fucking real? haha in any case, it's a fanfic that i enjoyed a great deal.

that's it, i guess! i wanted to add link click fanfics also, however i barely started reading fanfictions from its fandom, i'm drowning in it lately but it's just a start. perhaps very sooon!

oh, i’m gonna finish explaining about the name! in my native language, i’ve heard someone tell me before that ‘life’s a little askew, nothing’s ever perfect’, and that quote remained in every biography of any english website i ever went to. then in literature class someday i had to write about historical women and came across this one named anne askew (i wanted to write about the mostly barely-spoken women). it was the second time i saw this word. i didn’t think of it as a proper name before, but then i had to create a nickname for my ao3 profile and thought, humn, why not just ‘askew’? the quote has been engraved in my heart anyway, so i went for it. we’re all flawed and askew. so, yeah, it just… fit? the ‘d’ here on tumblr it’s only because my surname has a ‘de morais’ in it. i also liked that it resembled ‘alaska’, the john green character i was kinda of obsessed with back in my teenager grunge phase. i don’t like these kinds of books anymore, but i guess some details stay with you. do you think it’s weird? never thought of changing.

thanks for this outstanding ask, it certainly entertained me. and hope you have a nice sleep today, big hugs coming your way! 🤍

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rachi-roo · 9 months

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Finished Millionaire Detective!

After last night, lets try a sober review!! 🤣 1000/10 anime. Awesome animation, a nice refreshing plot that I haven't personally seen before, and the classic blonde and black hair duo. Blonde is a good cook with amazing people skills, black hair would kill someone with their cooking or their stair and is definitely autistic 🤣

And a dub cast that isn't the usual big name lineup. Some nice new voices to explore 🥰

11 amazing episodes, none of which are boring or lacking, with a perfect 50/50 split of humour and explosions. And of course, pretty boys ☺️

Whilst Haru is a cutie.... Daisuke is very... HNNNNNNGH

#rachi says #anime review #millionaire detective #millionaire detective balance unlimited #daisuke kambe #haru kato #kambe daisuke #kato haru #fugou keiji balance unlimited #fugou keiji

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jams-sims · 1 year

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Ayo people better go hard for Buddy Daddies as hard as they did went for The Millionaire Detective Balance: Unlimited. Because the millionaire spawned a 1000+ fic over fucking night. I want that same engery.

#The millionaire detective balance: unlimited #buddy daddies #tmdbu #fugou keiji #fugou keiji balance unlimited

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bellamer · 1 year

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Millionaire Detective is just if Bruce Wayne was 10% more toddler and if he didn't do the Batman shit, he just joined the police force and used his money for everything and if Gotham was like 50% more like Metropolis or any other normal ish series.

Imagine if it was 2004 The Batman Bruce Wayne and Ethan Benett were in this situation. Bruce is a rich bitch who does whatever he wants and Ethan is the normal guy who's just dragged around for the ride.

It'd be funny.

#the millionare detective balance: unlimited #the millionaire detective #millionaire detective #daisuke kambe #haru kato x reader #bruce wayne #ethan bennett #the batman 2004 #the batman #batman 2004 #batman

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amaya-writes · 2 years

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When The Millionaire Detective's Late to a Date

Day Five of The Underrated And The Unwritten

Notes: does the title lowkey suck? why do i feel like it does?

Warnings: n/a

Characters involved: Daisuke Kambe

Gender-neutral reader

Daisuke swore if the clock ticked on for another minute he was going to strangle somebody.

Daisuke Kambe was a lot of things, some of them worse than the others, but one thing he would never be, something he hadn't allowed himself to be referred to as, was tardy.

However, his family seemed to be hellbent on ruining that carefully curated reputation of his, what with their delayed meetings and persistence in holding him back from walking out the front door at that very moment.

Being a Kambe certainly had its advantages, but that also came with a reputation he had to uphold. One that for once was working against him.

Words couldn't begin to explain how restless Daisuke was as he watched the clock tick on, with his feet almost automatically dashing towards the door the second he had signed the required papers.

Seeing you awkwardly stand beside the restaurant's reception dressed up in the outfit he had asked you to wear had Daisuke nervously gulping as his car rolled to a stop,

Your reassuring smile and nonchalant tone only served to worsen his guilt, with Daisuke trying to order the most extravagant things and constantly apologising.

It was only when you took matters into your own hands that he finally seemed to calm down, with the gentle hold your hand had on his somehow grounding Daisuke enough to allow you to lead him out of the restaurant and towards a random park he hadn't even noticed in his haste to get there.

Sitting on a bench outside eating ice cream and discussing your lives certainly wasn't what Daisuke had in mind for that date, but he found that even such simple and inexpensive experiences could bring him pleasure.

#daisuke x reader #daisuke kambe #daisuke x you #daisuke x y/n #daisuke hcs #daisuke headcanons #daisuke imagines #the millionaire detective x reader #the millionaire detective #the millionare detective balance: unlimited #daisuke kambe x you #daisuke kambe x reader #daisuke drabbles

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leeprtt · 5 months

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Unspoken connotations

Summary: Daisuke Kambe, a reserved and wealthy detective, finds himself drawn to Y/N, a spirited woman enamored with the world of street racing. Their paths cross unexpectedly at a racing event, leading to a series of encounters marked by unspoken connections and shared moments.

WC: 3k

It was a chilly night, the air thick with the scent of gasoline and excitement. I had been observing Y/N's race when a sudden turn of events led to our first interaction. Her car came to an abrupt stop beside me, the roar of the engines dying down as she removed her helmet, revealing her long brown hair and striking green eyes.

"Detective Kambe," she spoke, her voice calm yet tinged with an edge of curiosity. "What brings you to our little racing world?"

Her gaze bore into mine, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. Her beauty was undeniable – long brown locks framing her face, bangs falling gracefully over her forehead, and captivating green eyes that held a story untold.

Caught off guard by her directness, I collected myself. "I'm merely an enthusiast of fast cars and the allure of the night," I replied, my tone calculated yet genuine.

She offered a coy smile, a subtle hint of mischief dancing in her eyes. "Enthusiast or detective, which one is it, Detective Kambe?" Her words, laced with a touch of challenge, hinted at her awareness of my dual identity.

For a brief moment, our eyes met, and in that fleeting exchange, I felt a connection – an unspoken understanding that transcended the roles we found ourselves in.

As she put her helmet back on, readying herself for another race, I couldn't help but be captivated by her demeanor, her allure, and the mystery that surrounded her.

Little did I know, that brief encounter would mark the beginning of a journey, a slow unraveling of our intertwined fates, where lines between duty and affection would blur, and a forbidden connection would blossom in the midst of secrets and speed.

Haru Kato, my steadfast friend and colleague, invited me for a night out, hoping to lighten my spirits amidst the weight of my undercover investigations. As we sat in the bustling bar, my attention inadvertently drifted to the far corner where she was - Y/N, surrounded by her group of friends, laughter and energy radiating from their table.

"Daisuke, you seem distracted tonight," Kato remarked, noticing my gaze fixated across the room.

I hesitated, torn between the complexities of my emotions and the professional facade I was accustomed to. "It's nothing, Kato. Just caught up in my thoughts."

He followed my line of sight and, recognizing the subject of my distraction, a mischievous glint danced in his eyes. "Ah, I see. It's the street racer, isn't it?"

Caught off guard by his astuteness, I attempted to dismiss it. "There's no connection, Kato. It's part of my investigation."

Kato chuckled knowingly. "Investigation or not, you're smitten, my friend. Why not go over there and talk to her? Life's too short to miss chances."

His words lingered, stirring a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts within me. Reluctance intertwined with curiosity, and before I could ponder further, Kato nudged me in the direction of Y/N's table.

"You're Detective Kambe, remember?" he encouraged. "Confidence is your forte."

With a mixture of trepidation and resolve, I approached her table. As I drew nearer, her eyes met mine, an unspoken recognition sparking between us.

"Mind if I join you?" I spoke, attempting to mask the flutter of nerves beneath my composed facade.

Her friends exchanged glances, amused by the unexpected intrusion, yet Y/N's gaze held a hint of curiosity tinged with a touch of familiarity.

"Sure, take a seat," she replied, a subtle hint of intrigue woven in her words.

In that moment, amidst the clinks of glasses and distant chatter, our worlds collided - a detective and a street racer, their paths intertwining in an unexpected encounter that would set the stage for a journey fraught with complexities, desire, and a magnetic pull neither could deny.

The next day dawned with an air of restlessness lingering around Daisuke Kambe. Despite his day off from work, thoughts of Y/N occupied every corner of his mind, stubbornly refusing to fade. Determined to break free from the grip of her presence, he embarked on a series of distractions.

He attempted to bury himself in routine tasks, hoping to drown out the echo of her laughter and the memory of their brief encounter. Cleaning became his refuge, the meticulous arrangement of his lavish home a mere attempt to impose order upon the chaos swirling within him.

Every surface gleamed under his careful touch, yet the tranquility that usually accompanied such meticulousness eluded him today. As he meticulously arranged his belongings, his thoughts kept drifting back to her - her laughter, her eyes, and the inexplicable pull she seemed to have on him.

With each task completed, he found himself standing in the stillness of his impeccably arranged home, the silence echoing the turmoil of his thoughts. The memory of her smile lingered, disrupting the carefully constructed walls around his heart.

The day unfolded into a string of failed distractions, each attempt to occupy his mind proving futile. Y/N's presence lingered in the spaces between his thoughts, her essence seeping into the very fabric of his being.

Despite his efforts to distance himself, he couldn't deny the magnetism that drew him to her, a force stronger than reason, stronger than duty. She had ignited a spark within him, one that refused to be extinguished, setting ablaze a yearning he struggled to comprehend.

As the day waned and the sun dipped beneath the horizon, Daisuke Kambe found himself standing by the window, gazing into the fading light, a silent admission resonating within him - he couldn't escape the allure of Y/N, nor could he resist the pull that urged him to seek her out once more.

Y/N could feel the adrenaline pumping through her veins as she prepared for the night's race. The stakes were high; important people had put their bets on her, and failure wasn't an option. With each passing second, the anticipation and pressure grew.

As the starting signal pierced the air, she surged ahead, navigating the city streets with the precision of a seasoned racer. The familiar rush of speed coursed through her, but amidst the exhilaration, thoughts of Daisuke Kambe infiltrated her mind, a distraction she hadn't anticipated.

Her focus wavered as memories of their brief encounter swirled within her, causing her to miss a crucial turn. Panic surged through her, realizing her mistake, but it was too late. Her error cost her the lead, effectively taking her out of the race.

The screeching halt of her car marked the end of her hopes for victory, but she remained undeterred. Stepping out of the vehicle, she faced the consequences of her misstep. The air was thick with tension as demands for the return of bets grew more aggressive, the weight of impending trouble pressing down upon her.

Just as the situation seemed dire and the crowd closed in around her, a familiar presence intervened. Through the chaos, Daisuke emerged, a beacon of calm amidst the storm.

"Is there a problem here?" his voice resonated with authority, cutting through the tension.

Y/N's heart skipped a beat at the sight of him, relief flooding through her. She found herself at a loss for words as Daisuke, with his unwavering presence, shielded her from the encroaching trouble.

With an air of effortless authority, he diffused the escalating situation, his mere presence commanding respect. The demands for money quieted down, and a sense of calm settled over the chaotic scene.

In that moment, amidst the chaos and the flickering city lights, Y/N couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude and an unfamiliar warmth toward Daisuke, a realization that his presence seemed to bring a sense of safety and reassurance she hadn't known she needed.

As Daisuke drove Y/N home that night, a sense of quiet understanding settled between them. The night enveloped them in a calming silence, broken only by the faint hum of the car's engine and the soft notes of music playing in the background.

"Thank you for the ride, Daisuke," Y/N spoke softly as they approached her house.

"It was my pleasure," he replied, his gaze lingering on her for a moment longer before she stepped out of the car.

Before she disappeared into her house, he spoke up, "I'll be at your next race."

A hint of surprise flashed across her face, but a smile curved at the corner of her lips. "I'll hold you to that promise, Detective Kambe."

With a nod and a subtle smile, she disappeared into her home, leaving Daisuke to watch her until she was safely inside.

As he made his way back to his own residence, thoughts of their brief conversation lingered in his mind. Once inside, he noticed a piece of paper on the dashboard, a hastily scribbled number – her number.

A smile crept onto his face as he realized she'd left it for him. Without hesitation, he picked up his phone and sent her a text, a simple message confirming their encounter at the next race.

In the following days, Daisuke found himself increasingly drawn to Y/N's world of speed and thrill. While his days were consumed with work, whenever he had a chance, he couldn't resist watching her races. Her unparalleled skill and finesse on the tracks captivated him, each victory leaving him in a state of silent awe.

Her eyes, illuminated with determination and passion as she crossed the finish line, held a certain allure that enticed him. It was in those moments, amidst the rush of victory, that Daisuke witnessed a glimmer of her true spirit, and it left him enchanted.

Despite the bustling energy of the racing scene, it was Y/N's post-race interactions with him that made his heart skip a beat. The way she spoke to him, her eyes reflecting a warmth that seemed reserved for him alone, had a way of lighting up his world.

Their conversations, brief yet meaningful, held a charm of their own. The camaraderie that began to blossom between them, built upon mutual respect and shared moments, left Daisuke feeling an unfamiliar sense of happiness.

He found himself eagerly anticipating their encounters, cherishing the moments when they could steal a few words amidst the chaos of the races. Her presence had become a source of solace in the whirlwind of his daily life, and the connection they shared held a promise of something more profound than he had ever anticipated.

As the days passed, Daisuke couldn't deny the impact Y/N had on him. Her passion, her unwavering spirit, and the way she effortlessly brought joy into his life began to unravel the walls around his heart, slowly weaving her way into the very fabric of his thoughts.

The pulsating energy of the racing scene subsided as Y/N stepped off the track, her expression a mix of exhilaration and fatigue. Amidst the scattered cheers and congratulatory remarks, she spotted Daisuke observing from a distance.

Their eyes met, a silent understanding passing between them. As she approached him, a tired yet content smile graced her lips.

"Detective Kambe, fancy seeing you here again," she greeted, her tone playful yet tinged with a genuine warmth reserved for their interactions.

"Your performance was exceptional, as always," he complimented, a note of admiration laced in his words.

She chuckled softly. "Thank you. It's the thrill of the chase that keeps me going."

Their conversations flowed effortlessly, a comfortable ease settling between them. Amidst the chatter about the night's race and the rush of emotions, they shared anecdotes and glimpses of their contrasting lives.

Daisuke found himself opening up more than usual, sharing snippets of his meticulously controlled life, while Y/N offered insights into the chaotic yet invigorating world of street racing.

Their exchanges held a certain magnetism, an unspoken understanding that transcended their different worlds. Each conversation seemed to draw them closer, weaving threads of familiarity and companionship.

As they parted ways, Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of joy in their connection, a sentiment mirrored in the subtle smile that lingered on Daisuke's face.

Their post-race conversations had become a cherished ritual, a sanctuary amidst the bustling chaos of their individual lives, a space where their worlds intersected, if only for a brief moment.

That night as Daisuke returned home he felt a buzz in his pocket picking it up to find a message from y/n. “Can we meet at the park Wednesday?”. He immediately replied “ yes of course.” On the outside he look calm but inside he was frightened for how the night is going to go.

The city lights blurred into a gentle glow as Y/N and Daisuke strolled through the park. The tranquility of the night enveloped them, the air laced with a serene calmness.

As they approached a secluded bench, Y/N couldn't help but feel a flutter of nerves mingled with excitement. She took a deep breath, gathering her courage as they settled down, gazing up at the twinkling stars.

"Detective Kambe," she began, her voice soft, yet tinged with a hint of uncertainty.

He turned to her, his gaze attentive and inviting.

"There's something I've been wanting to tell you," Y/N continued, her eyes meeting his with a mix of hesitation and sincerity. "It's about how I feel."

Daisuke's expression remained composed, yet his eyes held a curious anticipation.

"You've become such an important part of my life," she confessed, her voice steady but filled with emotion. "Your presence brings me a sense of comfort and happiness I've never known before."

She paused, gathering her thoughts before continuing, "I... I think I've developed feelings for you, Detective Kambe."

Silence lingered between them, the weight of her words hanging in the air. Y/N waited with bated breath, uncertain of his reaction.

Daisuke, ever composed, held her gaze with a thoughtful expression, his eyes reflecting a myriad of emotions. His response was measured yet genuine.

"Y/N, your presence in my life has been... unexpected yet profound," he admitted, his tone carrying a hint of vulnerability. "You've brought a sense of joy and understanding that I've come to cherish."

A serene silence settled between them, the twinkling stars overhead providing a gentle backdrop to the vulnerable moment they shared.

Their unspoken feelings hung in the air, a silent understanding passing between them, each aware of the uncharted territory their hearts had entered.

The tranquility of the night enveloped them, the air filled with a sense of vulnerability and anticipation. Y/N's heart raced, unsure of how Daisuke would respond to her confession.

"You've given me a perspective I never knew existed," Daisuke continued, his voice carrying a rare sincerity. "Your passion, your dedication – they've left an indelible mark on me."

He turned his gaze to the star-filled sky, as if searching for the right words amidst the constellations. "Y/N, I believe what we share is... special. Your presence has become an integral part of my life."

A subtle smile graced Y/N's lips, relief and contentment washing over her. The weight of unspoken emotions had found a voice, weaving a connection between them stronger than mere words could convey.

Their eyes met again, a silent understanding passing between them. In the soft glow of the night, under the canopy of stars, a fragile yet beautiful bond had blossomed, built upon shared moments and unspoken emotions.

As they sat in companionable silence, the world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the gentle rustle of leaves and the quiet symphony of their hearts beating in unison.

Their conversations flowed effortlessly, weaving tales of triumphs and tribulations, laying bare the intricacies of their lives. As they walked, the park transformed into a sanctuary where time seemed to stand still, enveloping them in a cocoon of shared moments.

With each step, the distance between them diminished, replaced by an unspoken understanding and a burgeoning connection. Y/N found herself drawn to the enigmatic yet compassionate nature of Daisuke, while he discovered a sense of liberation in her spirited presence.

As they paused by a secluded spot, the quietude of the night enveloped them, their gazes lingering in a shared moment of unspoken emotions. It was amidst the serenity of that night, beneath the star-studded sky, that they realized their hearts had found solace in each other's company.

The gentle breeze carried an unspoken promise, whispering secrets of a future yet to unfold. It was in that moment that they silently acknowledged the depth of their feelings, a silent vow to explore the uncharted territories of their budding relationship.

With a shared smile that spoke volumes, they knew that this moment, amidst the tranquil park and the quietude of the night, would forever remain etched in their hearts.

As they bid each other goodnight, a silent understanding lingered between them, carrying the promise of a new beginning. The park, once a simple backdrop, had now become a witness to the tender beginnings of a love story that transcended boundaries.

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Cooking with him

notes: long story short, I found out about this anime, saw a picture of Daisuke, instantly realized I would love him and decided to binge all 11 episodes and now I'm here. I would marry Daisuke in a heartbeat. Feel free to send me requests for Fugou Keiji Balance: Unlimited! I'm writing for Daisuke, Haru, Suzue and Hoshino for now.

contains: daisuke kambe x gn!reader, haru kato x gn!reader

warnings: none

Daisuke is fairly new to cooking as he's always had a butler do it for him. But we've seen how proud he was about learning to make a tasty dish for the first time. That aside, Haru would often talk about cooking, so by now Daisuke is fairly open to learning new dishes to cook. He will deny this and say there's no need for him to learn how to cook and he's only doing it because he wants to see you happy but you can see he's having fun and he's boasting about the final result

You decide to start with something easy as he is inexperienced. Probably an easy one-pot dish or street food.

If it's street food there are actually quite a lot of things he's never tried. He heard of most of them but only from the media.

He's still....struggling with the knife. Don't even attempt to guide his hands, this is just going to distract him and increase the chances of him accidentally cutting his finger. "It's bleeding", he just says dryly and looks at you. You sigh and shake your head, reaching for the band-aid. Daisuke is pouting about the fact that you already expected something like this to happen and put them on the counter next to you.

You put the band-aid on his small cut and press a kiss to his hand. He's hesitating for a moment, looking at you with curiousity. "Why?", he just asks. "So it heals faster", you smile at him. He's confused. "Do it again." You chuckle and press another kiss to his knuckles before cupping his cheeks and giving him a kiss on the lips.

Daisuke is having some issues to properly understand the instructions on the recipe sometimes. He thinks caramelizing onions means putting caramel on them. When you explain what it actually is he furrows his brows. "Why don't they just say that then?"

"With 'seperate the egg' what do they mean? Crack it open? Separate the yellow from the white?"

When you cook something, he wraps his arms around you from behind and rests his head on your shoulder, watching you curiously. Occasionally he presses an appreciative kiss to your neck and nuzzles your skin while closing his eyes.

He's actually pretty careless when it comes to spilling things. Will end up with stains of tomato sauce etc. all the time on his white shirts. "Daisuke-" "It's fine this was only 65400 yen."

You hold your head. "Evil capitalist..." This gets a chuckle out of Daisuke and he presses a kiss to your cheek.

When you put the final result on the plates he's like "What about the side dishes and the appetizers and the dessert? Aren't we going to make that too?" "We're not making a dinner with several courses."

He absolutely adores the dish. You can see how proud he is of having made this and he's basically waiting for you to tell him excitedly how much you like it.

This is the reason he'll occasionally start asking HEUSC for 5 star recipes and attempts preparing them for you. He's....not THAT successful with that since those are way above the difficulty level he can currently master. So he begrudgingly resorts to simpler recipes again or asks Haru for help. Literally just sends him a text like "Come to my house" without any additional information and Haru thinks it's work-related until Daisuke leads him into the kitchen and is like "I need to prepare dinner for y/n."

He's having the sweetest smile on his face when you like the dish he cooked. He'll pull you into a hug after you have finished eating and just holds you for a while.

Haru is experienced with cooking so if you're a beginner, he's perfectly able to teach you how to make a tasty dinner. If you cook for yourself regularly as well, he'll be happy to exchange tips and recipes with you.

He always invites you over to cook with him. When you knock on the door of his small apartment, he smiles at you and wraps you into a tight embrace before he presses a kiss to your lips. He grabs his wallet and keys and you're off to the grocery store around the corner.

Haru and you always go grocery shopping together and you share the bill. He always gets you a little something like an ice cream or your favorite candy to remind you he loves you and to see you smile.

Back at his apartment you prepare the ingredients together. Haru occasionally glances at you from the side and can't help but smile. Somehow you doing such simple things like cutting vegetables or inspecting the recipe makes him realize how much he loves you. Doing domestic things with you always makes him look forward to spending his future with you.

He'll also often wrap his arms around you from behind and loves when you do the same. "I love you", he smiles at you and kisses you softly.

Occasionally will feed you some of the ingredients, like a cheese cube or a slice of tomato etc.

When the food is in the oven or currently cooking, Haru spends the time with you sitting on his lap and snuggling you. He often uses these moments to talk about your day and what he did at work today. Of course he leaves out all the confidential stuff, but there's always something happening that he can tell you about. Sometimes he complains about Daisuke. "And then he bought the entire mall just to put it on lockdown so the criminal couldn't flee the building-"

You taste the food together to see if it still needs some spices.

He always listens to your input and values it greatly.

He even tries to make the dinner look fancy. He puts a vase with flowers on the table and lights up some candles.

He's very relieved and happy when you like the dinner he made. He'll often surprise you with a dessert he made earlier before you arrived and stored in the fridge until now.

Sometimes when you text him that you had a stressful day he'll prepare dinner for you on his own to surprise you. He'll guide you to the table and presses a kiss to your lips, asking you to let him spoil you today. "You deserve some rest", he smiles and caresses your cheek.

After you finished eating he'll carry you to the bathroom to take a bath with you or to the bed if you need to sleep. Either way, he'll hold you close and nuzzles your cheek with a peaceful smile on his face.

When you two bake together, once or twice the original plan had escalated into a flour fight. "I hate us for having to clean this up now", you sigh and Haru laughs, chucking another hand of flour towards your shoulder.

You pout and he cups your face and presses multiple kisses to your lips.

Sometimes he'll bring things you baked to his workplace and shares them with his colleagues, slightly bragging about how his awesome s/o made these delicious treats. He's super proud of you.

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