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ice-cream-nekogirl · 5 years

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BNHA x Witch!Reader: Quirk Flu

Okay! Just bear with me, this is still part of my BNHA x Witch!Reader series but this is based off the godawful cold I’ve had all week lol... and now Reader-chan must help her fellow classmates (and Shinsou lets just say that he was allowed to get into Class 1-A cuz he deserves to be in there!) ! Chapters will be split into some of the characters such as Shinsou, Izuku, Bakugou,Todoroki, etc.

PLZ forgive me for any OOC-ness I’m terrible about that!!

Summary:

A nasty strain of flu known as ‘Quirk Flu’ breaks out and creates an outbreak at UA (causing the school to close temporarily) and because Reader-chan is immune with her witch heritage and lack of a quirk, she has to take care of her sick classmates, and her two favorite teachers, with the help of a less than helpful Madison who does more of a half-ass job at taking care of the others.

Notes:

(F/D): Favorite drink

(Y/N): Your Name

(L/N): Last name

Prologue: Outbreak

“Ahhh…” You took a deep breath of air after having a nice drink of your (F/D) as you let the pleasantry of morning caress you. However, because of the recent news, you had a little something special in your drink…

10 Minutes Ago

“Wintertime is officially here, but don’t let the snow distract you, because flu season is still present and has increased dramatically throughout Japan, to prevent contracting flu, doctors have urged citizens to be wary of what they have touched and recommended wearing face masks when going outside.” The news quickly caught your ear as you watched the small TV you had hooked up in your dorm.

“Flu…?” You asked yourself nervously in your dorm-room, and you cringed just thinking about it, there was NO way you were going to let yourself catch the flue, the last time you were sick you swore you had a near-death experience because of how terrible it was!

Your horrible memories of being sick however were thankfully interrupted when Madison suddenly opened your door and invited herself in. “Yup, but there’s no way I’m catching that shit. Especially not with the amount of losers and lame-ass teachers that live and teach at this shithole. It’ll spread like the plague.” She quickly stated, having heard the news and what you said.

By some miracle, Cordelia managed to influence Nezu and the rest of the staff of UA to allow Madison to stay and watch over you during your time to protect you and to an extent, your classmates, but at this point you knew that they instantly regretted that decision. Your classmates sure didn’t enjoy her…. not even the ever-so-sweet Midoriya, Kirishima or Uraraka liked her… she was just too mean for their liking… well Kaminari appreciated her beauty at least, but he wasn’t fond of her attitude…

And they each knew Bakugou. Who was no prize either. The difference between them being that Bakugou at least wanted to prove himself to be a hero and wasn’t one to be cruel just for the sake of being cruel, Madison on the other hand… abused her powers for her own pleasure and did bad things just for the sake of being bad. Bakugou was difficult, but Madison was horrible. You were her only friend and even YOU liked Bakugou more than her, and pissing him off became one of your hobbies, and at times you were pretty sure he couldn’t stand you.

Come to think of it… the only person who liked Madison at all was that douche Monoma from Class 1-B…

“Madison… you can’t just barge into my room unannounced and… oh who am I kidding why am I even asking…?” Shaking your head you sighed, you knew better by now, Madison never did anything anyone said, not even the people who somehow managed to become her friend. However… deep down, way, way, WAAAAY deep down, you knew she wasn’t completely, totally and one-hundred percent horrible… pretty close, but not to the core… for the most part.

“I’m with you on that I don’t wanna catch no fucking flu but how are we supposed to do that? There’s nasty shit everywhere… the air we’re breathing right now could have some nasty germy shit right now and thereby infecting us, and it’s gonna make us all gross and infectious and sick and boogery…” You rambled a little bit as Madison just grabbed one of the spellbooks in your bookshelf.

“Yeah bitch I know, the flu is bad. Trust me, I’ve seen a bunch of people get it back when I did HR bullshit at hospitals for publicity photos and charity, totally freaked my shit out…” She shuddered at the memories in disgust, and you shook your head again at how awful she could be…

“No wonder the others like Bakugou more than you…” You muttered in disapproval as she began flipping the book and she scoffed. “Please. Like I give a shit what these little newbs think of me.” She claimed, but you knew that it wasn’t just a claim, it was pretty true… Madison never cared about what other people thought of her, and she really didn’t care about what Hitoshi and your new friends thought of her. Except for this mystery guy she was dating... you were sure it was that one villain in the League of Villains… Dabi… that was his name.

However, once she finally found a page that was said to be for a ‘Disease immunity’ potion, you were quick to start reading it with her. Once you saw the list of ingredients, you discreetly snuck downstairs to take some items and food from the kitchen that the spell had required as you saw Mina chatting away with Yaoyorozu and Jirou, along with Hagakure, Tsuyu and Ochako, and the guys Kirishima, Kaminari and Sero were busy laughing about something.

Good… they were just being normal and didn’t recognize you for once.

Quickly, you ran back to your dorm and shut the door, locking it so no one came in. They were used to you casting spells and making potions, but since it was a witch thing this was still something you preferred doing behind closed doors unless one of them wanted to watch for themselves.

“Good, now I’ve got the rest…” Madison said, having a few other ingredients from her own bag. Both of you always kept unconventional items with you for spellcraft and potion-making, and some of the things you needed from the kitchen were thankfully there. Including orange juice, garlic and a ladle.

You got a small cauldron and began by pouring water first into it, and it miraculously began boiling with Madison’s incredible energy and expertise in pyrokinesis allowing her to control the temperature of the water. Sometimes you forgot how powerful she was because of her attitude…

“Okay…” She put the book down with the Latin words as you set up the candles and both sat across from the boiling cauldron, and the Hollywood star brought her palm out above the steaming water.

“Praesidio nobis ex malus viribus. Praesidio nobis. Praesidio Nobis! Praesidio Nobis!!” The two of you began to chant the incantation together in unison, gradually raising your voices to call upon the power from light as the water bubbled even more and became frothy. The smell giving you an indication that it was working as Madison threw in a couple of strange but brightly colored green leaves into the potion, quickly you gave her a questioning look.

“Vanilla. Right from the orchids to make it easy to go down.” She briefly explained as you grabbed the ladle you took to start stirring it, and you were relieved that the vanilla already kicked in and made the potion smell actually pretty sweet. After about 5 minutes of stirring, you stopped and the potion was still quite hot but not boiling as Madison grabbed two glass vials and used the ladle to pour some of the potion into both of them.

“Here. Drink it with a drink and it should protect us from catching any bad shit, that’s if it works, but I’m sure it did, I mean I did nothing wrong, but I’m sure you probably did.” She gave you the vial and you rolled your eyes, “Tch I don’t make mistakes…” That was a total lie, but you weren’t going to admit it if you DID somehow mess up that potion. But instead of arguing, you got some of your (F/D) and were getting ready to pour the potion in, until you remembered something and quickly set it down and got up from where you were sitting.

“Wait! I need to give some of this to Hitoshi…” You were about to exit but Madison used her telekinesis to make you stop dead in your tracks, making you grunt and gasp lightly as you were trapped in her force and then she made you turn back around through mind control.

“No way, there won’t be enough for you if you share with anyone else. This is for us. Witches look out for witches only.” She stated, and as oddly kind that was of her, it made you feel a little bit selfish since you and her were the only witches here. It just didn’t entirely feel right to you. Yes witches looked out for other witches and you would literally kill for one of your dear sisters and to protect your beloved coven, but dammit you really came to like, no… you really came to love your classmates and teachers here at UA. Witches or not, you loved them. Even Bakugou.

And you loved Hitoshi the most. You didn’t wanna play favorites but he was your best friend first… if not more than that…

“Madison as much as I love flaunting my good health to people and laughing when they sneeze funny, it wouldn’t feel right if Hitoshi got sick too… or Izuku… or Denki, or Kirishima, or Ochako, or Tsuyu… or Todoroki or even Bakugou, those poor things… I think I’d actually hate if they got sick and I did nothing to stop it…” You mumbled as you thought about your closest friends, and hated how Madison managed to make you feel so meek compared to your friends, who got the full brunt of your lively, smart-ass attitude.

However, her smirk startled you a little bit. “Oh come on, think of this way (Y/N). If Purple-head gets sick, who’s gonna have to take care of him? You. Nothing’s better than having someone depend on you for living and you having the power to decide if you want them to get better or suffer. But the rest of them can blow their own noses and wipe off their own vomit.” Madison explained, which SORT of convinced you, but not that last part…

“You are… something else…” You sighed, feeling reluctant and horrible as you went back to your bed…

“Sorry Hitoshi… sorry… guys…” You quietly apologized as Madison was quick to pour some of her potion into her water and she took a drink.

RIGHT NOW

You couldn’t lie. You felt pretty good and confident now that you took the potion. No stupid flu was going to infect you today or any other day! And you just kept telling yourself that so you didn’t let the guilt of not giving your friends the same kind of immunity eat you up inside.

“All righty… time to get ready and eat some breakfast before having to go through another dumb day of listening to Aizawa’s dumb lectures…” You grumbled slightly as you put the orange juice back in the refrigerator and left the kitchen. You were positive you were going to be disease-free most of the time, it didn’t mean you wanted to go to class and actually like… pay attention. The man was your favorite teacher but good God the lectures bored you sometimes… and his assignments… ugh…

“How do you think I feel? I have to actually shadow that old dick. Not like he can teach me anything… I’m stronger than him.” Madison rolled her eyes as she followed you out, and began to light one of her cigarettes.

“And he can’t express just how happy he is to have you here…” You snarked with a bit of a smirk. Aizawa wasn’t the type who cared much about things and he often pretended that he didn’t care much about people and was always discreet about the people he cared about and disliked, but if there’s one person he absolutely hated, it was Madison. Madison definitely replaced Fiona as the woman he hated the most. Not just because of her overall bitchy attitude, but she represented all the things he hated about fame and entitlement. And on top of that, he was sick of her cigarettes stinking up his classroom. How he let Cordelia convince him that having Madison shadow him to protect you and the rest of his students was a good idea, he’ll never know.

“He should be. Least he can see what a real woman’s ass looks like.” She smirked and you rolled your eyes with a chuckle. “Wow…” She was so amusing, you were almost glad she stood here with you.

As you both walked, Bakugou was coming your way, and the first thing he made sure to do was glare at you as he often did. Naturally you didn’t fear him, but today the glare was a little off… “Good morning Lord Explosion Bit- whoooooa…” You paused as you took his appearance in, the guy actually looked kind of tired and groggy, which was odd because Bakugou always had energy to the point where you thought of him as almost hyperactive given his temper and drive.

However, he growled at the way you were looking at him. “What the hell are you staring at Witch Bitch?” He asked you harshly, his normally rough voice just a bit scratchier than normal as he glowered at you. Yeah, he was always pissy but he looked and sounded extra pissy to the point where you were mildly concerned.

“You look kinda out of it…” You got a little bit closer to him, seeing what appeared to be faint shadows under his eyes, but he backed away and shoved you away from him. “Don’t get so fucking close idiot! I’m fine! I just woke up what do you expect?” He narrowed his eyes at you, and you just gave him an annoyed look.

Typical Bakugou, never appreciating anyone’s concern for him.

“You don’t look fine asshole, or at least, you look worse than normal. Which is a miracle, you always look terrible.” Madison quickly retorted, crossing her arms and smirking. Obviously that was a lie, since Madison did think Bakugou was an attractive teenager but she hated his attitude and thought of him as just a boy with a fragile ego that needed constant coddling. Needless to say, Bakugou returned the hatred as her insult immediately sent him into a rage.

“What did you say Hollywood Bitch?!” He got ready to get up in her face with one palm sparkling, but since you weren’t in the mood for bullshit, you used your telekinesis to restrain him from attacking the other witch, and he angrily snarled at you for doing that. He HATED it whenever you used your powers on him. “Okay, okay cut it out you mooks… forget I asked… he’s fine, a picture of health, right Bakugou?” You deadpanned and shrugged your shoulders and let him go, but he still looked annoyed with you as he ignored a smiling Kirishima coming your way and giving the three of you a wave. “Morning Bakugou, (L/N), Madison.”

“Mornin’ to you Kiri.” You happily waved, but Madision didn’t uncross her arms nor did she return the politeness as she just stared at him indifferently. Bakugou at least gave him an annoyed look of acknowledgement, that quickly contorted into something you couldn’t identify. The explosive teen’s breathing started to hitch but it concerned you and Kirishima. Madison however… looked concerned for a different reason and she was quick to walk backwards, and contrarily Kirishima moved a little closer to his friend.

“Whoa, hey… Bakugou, are you all right you don’t look so-” Before he could even finish his sentence, Bakugou’s eyes shut as he suddenly let out a very loud and uncovered sneeze that sprayed onto you and Kirishima as the two of you quickly covered your faces with your arms. Though the disgusting wetness you both felt on your arms was enough for you to realize that this son of a bitch just got you all boogery…

“Ewww…” Madison backed away even further and proceeded to just walk away from the three of you, nope, forget it, she wasn’t going to be around a sick person again… she couldn’t and wasn’t doing it!

“OHHHH SICK!!” You exclaimed, whining in disgust as you wiped the spit off your arm in vain with your tie.

“Eww dude… maybe cover your mouth the next time you do that?” Kirishima was so sweet, trying to awkwardly smile that off as he wiped off the spit that got on him, as if Bakugou’s gross sneeze didn’t bother him.

“Shut up you idiots! It wasn’t that bad!” If you didn’t know any better, you’d say he was a little bit embarrassed, but he was making sure he didn’t show it.

“Yes it was! That warrants a ‘sorry’! You got my fucking arm all boogery!” You were much less understanding and didn’t hesitate to yell at him the same way he was yelling at you. Any other classmate in the vicinity audibly sighed or looked on in amusement. The two loudest students of 1-A were at it again as Kirishima acted fast and held back the explosive barbarian who was shouting profanities at you and you just snickered until the red-head eventually got the former to calm down somewhat… emphasis on somewhat.

“Fine… I guess you can’t help being gross… well I gotta go find Hitoshi... I’ll see you guys in class… see you Kiri~. And you too Bakugou.” You smiled sweetly at your red-headed classmate but you weren’t as friendly with Bakugou as you waved to the two of them. “Right! See ya (L/N)!” Kirishima grinned as he waved you off, but Bakugou just growled at you in response before storming off in your opposite direction, trying to stifle a sudden coughing fit. “W-Wait for me!” Kirishima called for him as he quickly followed him… or at least as quickly as he could when he got almost a little bit dizzy. “Whoa…” He made sure to steady himself as he walked, but paused in his steps when he felt the tell-tale signal of a sneeze coming on.

“H-H... Heeeh...” His breath began hitching as he walked a little bit slower, even when he saw Kaminari coming over to greet him and Bakugou, smiling wide as he often did, “Mornin’ guys!” He cheerfully greeted them, happily oblivious to Bakugou’s foul mood and Kirishima’s issue as the sneeze finally made it’s presence known with a loud “Hehcchhhhiuuuu!!” with the poor teen trying hard to make sure it got in his elbow, remnants of spittle had managed to fly and get onto his friend ahead of him.

“Ewww… come on man really?” Kaminari shamelessly groaned in disgust, though Bakugou was much more openly disgusted, “What happened to ‘cover your mouth’ dumb-hair?” He asked abrasively, glowering at him and backing away, much to his classmate’s embarrassment.

However, instead of arguing Kirishima nervously tried to laugh it off, “M-My bad, but you know in your defense it can’t be helped sometimes…” He scratched the back of his head, earning a grumble and a scoff from the louder boy as he made his way off without him, but as always, Kirishima followed him, despite the fact that he was starting to feel rather tired…

“Wait up guys!” Once they left, Kaminari saw no other option other than to follow them but he paused for a moment when he was starting to feel a little bit dizzy himself…

“Ugh…” He let out a low groan when a wave of fatigue suddenly slapped him in the face as he slowly diverted from the path Bakugou and Kirishima took and stumbled to the kitchen and quickly grabbed the same carton of orange juice you had used, hoping that it would perk him back up. Not bothering with his usual manners in his sleepy state, he opened it and drank straight from the mouth of the carton and set it aside once he was done, and gave another groan when it didn’t do anything to give him any sort of energy as he stumbled back to find Bakugou and the rest of their squad.

Meanwhile…

Madison had left you yet again, but thankfully you ran over to the one person you WANTED to be around.

“Good morning Hitoshi~.” You cheerfully greeted your sleepy-looking best friend, and gave him one of your ‘morning hugs’, which never ceased to annoy him a little bit.

“So clingy, even in the mornings hm?” He asked you somewhat teasingly, even though he adored your hugs and never found you clingy given your history together.

“Hey I just got back here, I need to make up for lost time and spend more time with you, even if we are in school.” You defended and giggled a bit, and his small smile indicated that he was happy with that. “I see Madison isn’t around you for once… can’t lie I’m very happy about that…” Hitoshi REALLY didn’t like Madison because of the way she stuck by you, but more like a parasite than a friend. She was bitchy and rude, even to you, and he absolutely hated that and he hated that she was pretty much the WORST third wheel imaginable, always butting into yours’ and his time together.

However, hearing that made you laugh your ass off… in fact, you were laughing so hard Hitoshi had to stifle any chuckles or snickers that wanted to leave him. “Y-Yeah uh… she ditched me again, and… you know I’m actually pretty happy about that too…” You giggled and admitted, his smile growing a little bit more as you stood beside him while the two of you walked to the common room. “Just means I get to actually be with you without her making some bitchy comment.” Now that made him chuckle. He couldn’t agree with you more there, since Madison made it her job to be your’s and Hitoshi’s WORST third wheel.

“(Y/N)! Shinsou! Good morning!” Uraraka’s high, bubbly voice was music to your ears as you waved to her, “Morning Uraraka!”

And there was Izuku and Todoroki too! “Hey Greenie! Toto! My bros~! Good morning to you guys too!” You grinned and waved at your two other guy-friends, Izuku being the first to smile and wave to you, blushing a little bit as he shyly greeted. “A-Ah G-Good morning (Y/N).”

“Good morning.” Todoroki said, but politely and even gave you a little smile. After the eventful semester you have all had so far, you could say that you and Todoroki had managed to get on good terms with each other. Which kind of annoyed Hitoshi, in fact… it also annoyed him with how you were on good terms with Izuku, Kaminari, Kirishima and even Tokoyami…

But since he was on good-ish terms with Midoriya, he somewhat partook in the conversation you were currently having with him and the cheerful Uraraka. Of course, he and Todoroki spoke the less as you happily chatted away. Neither one of you noticing Iida walking into the kitchen.

And once he got inside, he nearly flinched when he saw something quite irksome. A perfectly good orange juice carton just left out not put back into the refrigerator where it belonged…

As to figure out this mystery, he took the carton of juice and walked outside of the kitchen with it in his hands. “Classmates! Who left this perfectly good carton of juice out instead of putting it back in the refrigerator?!” He asked everyone in close proximity, only seeing Izuku, Ochako, Todoroki, Shinsou and you, even though he knew neither you or any of them would be so careless to do something like that. It didn’t hurt to ask.

“Not me.” You quickly replied, and Todoroki and Shinsou also shook their heads in reply. “Hm? Oh no it wasn’t me.” Ochako then said, followed by Izuku. “N-No, I wasn’t even in the kitchen.”

That checked out, and the bespectacled teen gave a sigh when no one else was around to give him an answer. “Very well then, it couldn’t have been either of you, but I will have to be sterner about this to the others.” He muttered, but then he got something of an idea. “All of you follow me!”

That was sudden… but you all shared confused glances before following him, you and Hitoshi chuckling quietly in amusement at his enthusiasm.

“What’s up Iida? Did you want to show us something else?” Ochako thankfully asked what you were all thinking, and that led to Iida pouring the same orange juice in several glasses.

“Yes. You see, according to the news this year’s flu season is the worst it’s been, not helped by the fact that we are currently in wintertime, and it’s a highly contagious disease that I would not want to risk anyone in this building catching. And orange juice is not only a delectable drink for energy and health, it can boost your immune system and hopefully prevent illness.” He explained, and that made sense to all of you. Of course Iida would be so openly concerned about his classmates health, that was the class rep for you.

“Oh that’s right… so many people in Musutafu have already gotten sick, it’s not an epidemic but I’ve heard that the ones who have gotten sick are pretty bad off.” Izuku spoke up, having heard the news and was pretty concerned himself, the last thing he wanted was to get sick while he was training, and any of his other classmates and friends get sick too. “And we can’t afford to get sick while we’re training… that would seriously put a hamper on our progress if we had to be bedridden…” That worried him the most, catching the flu would be the WORST thing to happen to every hero-in-training here. And he earned a small squeaky cringe of agreement from Ochako. “T-That’s a good idea Iida… I definitely don’t want to sick, or any of you to get sick either… I’ve had colds before and then there’s the drawbacks whenever I overuse my quirk… hee-hee, so I guess what I’m saying is, being sick is just the worst!” She said while smiling. Such a sweet girl you thought… she clearly knew what being sick was like and how awful it was.

“Rara’s got a point dudes. Me and Madison have already taken some precautions as soon as I heard the news…” You quickly agreed with her, and you could very much see the looks of mild annoyance from Hitoshi, Iida and Todoroki once you mentioned Madison.

Todoroki shared the sentiment as he gave a nod of agreement. “We should be more careful about the things we touch then, because the flu spreads mainly through contact.” He informed, as a means to let everyone take caution for the disease that had been going around Japan and infecting a lot of people and heroes for that matter.

“Wear a mask too. It could be airborne since some people are careless enough to cough or sneeze without covering their mouths.” Hitoshi then offered some advice, and you cringed at the thought… sounded like Bakugou…

“Hey… you know you don’t look too awake… you’re not sick are ya ‘Toshi?” You had to ask him, sure he always looked like he didn’t get enough sleep or sunlight, but you had to make sure…

“I always look like this.” He deadpanned in response, and you, Izuku and Ochako tried not to snicker as the six of you grabbed the glasses of orange juice Iida had given you all.

“I will have to advise the rest of our classmates to take more precautions today in class. Mr. Aizawa should understand since health and wellness is a big priority for the students of UA.” He said, as the rest of you all agreed with that, especially since everyone was sharing dorms together.

“Cheers.” You raised your glass to your closest friends, and you were surprised that they all clanked their glasses to you before each of them taking a drink of their juice…

Their infected juice that slowly made their way into their systems and began infiltrating their bodies to quickly corrupt any healthy cell in their bodies…

You? Well… nothing was affecting you… you were one lucky witch.

Note: Praesidio nobis ex malus viribus. Praesidio nobis roughly translates to “Protect us from the ill forces. Protect us.”

Next Chapter: https://chocolatekitsune.tumblr.com/post/181420740494/bnha-x-witchreader-quirk-flu-down-with-the

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thekuroiookami · 7 years

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REQUESTING THIS BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE NOT ENOUGH PEOPLE GIVE KISE LOVE. SO I'LL BE THE ONE WHO GIVES HIM LOVE. Can I just have anything that revolves around Kise? A Kise day with his friends and his s/o the poor dude seems so happy but everyone always tells him to shut up lol he needs love.

Us Kise fans need to stick together, anon. So I wrote this 3k monster because he needed some love, but somewhere along it the way it devolved into useless comedy…Anyway, I hope you enjoy it ^__^

Onthe day Kise turned twenty, he woke up to sheets of grey rain blanketing thewindows and smothering any hints of sunlight. He rested his chin on his handwith a soft exhale, watching the downpour.

“Well,I guess it could be worse. The day’s only started, right?”

Hisphone chimed to life, ringtone bouncing off the walls of his tiny apartment. Asmile pulled at the corner of his mouth when he saw who it was. “Morning,__-cchi.”

“Ryouta,”you said in a lilting voice that made his smile widen, “guess what?”

“What?”He tilted his head at the mischief in your tone.

“Todayis a super special day. Extra special.”

“Really?”He pressed his fingertips to his mouth to keep the laughter in. “Why?”

“Hmm,you don’t know? Today is the day that the person I love most in the world wasborn. He’s wonderful. He’s kind, he has the most musical laugh, and he nevergives up.”

Kiseleaned back against a pillow, feeling his cheeks heat up. “He sounds like areal catch, ___-cchi. You should keep him.”

“Iknow, right? I won’t share even if you ask nicely. Ah, but you want to knowsomething?”

“Sure?”He could practically see the grin on your face.

“That’snot why I really like him. Those are just excuses.”

Heraised an eyebrow, still amused. “I knew you just liked him for his looks.”

“Ehh,you found me out. Just kidding. See, the thing I love most about him…it’s hissmile.”

Heblinked. Somehow that was not what he expected. “What about it, ___-cchi?”

“Ah,ah, not so quick. Shall I let you in on another secret?”

Hehummed in response, tracing absent minded circles over the patterns on hisduvet.

“Ifthis person looked out the window, they’d see me standing outside their door.And I’d encourage them to let me in before I get fully drenched.”

“Hah?!”He leapt out of bed and threw the window open.

Youwaved up at him cheerfully, tipping your umbrella back. “Open the gate,Ryouta!”

Heducked back in to press a button near the door. Kise threw on a t-shirt andsmoothed his hair back into place just in time to let you in.

Yousmiled at him as you slipped off your shoes. He noted the adorable flushspreading over your face from the exertion of climbing up stairs. You pressed aquick kiss to his jaw. “Happy birthday, Ryouta.”

Incandescenthappiness spread through his chest, as if someone had a lit a string oflanterns to shed a warm glow on his heart. Kise smiled, eyes glowing amber.“Thanks, ___-cchi. What’s in the grocery bag?”

Youheaded into the kitchen as you spoke, setting things down. He watched in vaguebemusement as you commandeered his house. “I’m going to make breakfast whileyou get ready. Sad as it is, you do have classes today.”

Heglanced at the clock and started. “Ahh, you’re right. I won’t take long.”

Youhuffed, finding it ironic. “No offense, but we both know you’ll take a while.Your morning routine is pretty…extensive.”

Hepouted in mock offense. “I have to live up to certain standards, you know.People have expectations.”

Youwaved him away. “Did I say you shouldn’t? I’m grateful for the overwhelmingperfection of my boyfriend. Shoo now.”

Helaughed at that, the sound melodic, and headed for the bathroom. When hereturned, the room was filled with the familiar aromas of miso soup and warmrice. You looked up from rolling an omelette. “Oh, you look good, Kise-kun.”

Hesmirked a little. “Of course, ___-cchi.” He walked over to wrap his arms aroundyour waist, unable to resist. Kise buried his face in your neck, breathing inthe comforting scent.

Youshifted when his nose brushed over a sensitive spot. “That tickles.”

Hedid it again, smiling when you squeaked. “Here?”

“Stopit! I’ll end up dropping a hot pan if you keep doing that. Go set the table,please.”

“Ayeaye, captain.” He set off to do as you ordered, humming a tune he’d heard onthe radio recently. A few minutes later, he found himself seated with asteaming bowl of soup in front of him. “Wow, you really went all out today,___-cchi.”

Younodded gravely. “Yeah, you probably shouldn’t expect it to happen again.”

Hegave you the saddest look he could manage, and he knew it worked when your lipstwitched. “Aww, I was looking forward to it too…”

“Maybeonce in a while,” you grumbled. “Let’s eat now.”

Kisegrinned and dug in. After breakfast, you walked with him till the lawn near hisdepartment came into view. “I’ll see you after class, okay?”

“Mhmm.”He bent to drop a kiss on your hair and was rewarded with a small blush. “Seeya later, ___-cchi.”

Notmany of his classmates seemed to realize it was his birthday, and the daymostly went by as usual until some overzealous fangirls screeched and jumped athim. Heck, Kise didn’t feel any older or different himself. He tried toextricate himself from their enthusiastic congratulations and nearly sighedwith relief when his phone rang.

“Hey,”you said, sounding distinctly uncomfortable, “something’s come up.”

Hisshoulders stiffened with tension. “What’s wrong? Are you hurt?”

“Huh?No, I’m fine. It’s just that I can’t make it for dinner like we planned. I’msorry, Ryouta.”

Kise’sheartbeat slowed from racing to a steadier rhythm. “It’s okay, ___-cchi. Stuffhappens. Let’s just take a rain check on it?”

“I’mreally sorry,” you said miserably. “I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”

“Hmm,I might be tempted to collect on that. Call me when you’re free.” He hung upand sighed again. Well, it wasn’t the ideal thing to hear, but he supposed hecould keep himself occupied. He wondered if Kasamatsu was free to catch up oversome drinks, now that he could drink. Lost in his thoughts, Kise didn’t noticethe person leaning against the wall until they called out to him.

“Oi,Kise!”

Helooked up in surprise. “Aominecchi?”

Aominestrode over, disgruntled in the extreme. “Who else? Come on, let’s go.”

“Wha-where are we going?” Kise sprinted to catch up, bewildered. “Why are you even here,Aominecchi?”

“Whatdo you think? Satsuki gets hung up on these things and I take the brunt of it.It’s on the left.”

Aominestopped in front of a dimly lit storefront, and gestured impatiently. Kiselooked up at the name and frowned. “You’re treating me to…yakiniku?”

“Wecan’t all afford to snack on fancy French food, pretty boy. Go in already, I’mgetting soaked here.”

Kisestepped in reluctantly, spine prickling with foreboding. “Aominecchi, I don’tthink-“

“SURPRISE!”

Lightsburst into existence, a shower of confetti fell from somewhere, and severalcrackers popped simultaneously. Kise blinked rapidly, blinded, and a littleoverwhelmed by it all. “Hi?”

Momoigiggled at his dazed expression. “Happy birthday, Ki-chan! I guess you reallydidn’t catch on at all, huh.”

Heshook his head, amazed by the sheer number of people involved. “Not at all. Ican’t believe- you really planned all this behind my back?”

Kuroko’seyes sparkled. “It is more accurate to say that Momoi-san planned it all, butwe helped a little bit.”

Midorimapushed up his glasses. “You would have known if you had checked your horoscope,nanodayo. Today is a good day for Geminis.”

Kisescanned the room and felt his eyes widen. “Akashicchi and Murasakibaracchitoo?”

Akashi’slips curved slightly. “You’re my friend too, Ryouta.”

Murasakibarabriefly glanced at him. “Happy birthday, Kise-chin. Want a pocky stick?” Heheld out a box in offering.

Kisenumbly took a stick, heart stuttering painfully. “You guys…”

“Forthe love of god, don’t cry,” muttered Aomine. He flopped down at a table with aresigned look. “Congratulations, you can officially get plastered now.”

Kurokoand Momoi sighed in unison and seated themselves on either side of Aomine. Kisesat down opposite them, still in a trance. Murasakibara grumbled quietly as hetried to fold himself into a space that was clearly not built for him. Akashinodded at Midorima and sank down gracefully.

“So,”Kise started, looking around at the enclosed space, “are we expecting morepeople? There’s more empty spaces…”

Momoichecked her watch anxiously. “They should be here soon.”

Oncue, the sliding doors grazed open to admit three people. “What, this isn’t agoukon? I was promised pretty girls. Oh wait, Momoi-san is here.”

Kisewondered if his afternoon coffee had been drugged and this was all an acidtrip. “M-Moriyama-senpai?”

“Theone and only,” came the rejoinder. “Kasamatsu is here too.” The old captainlifted his hand in greeting.

“Yo,Kise.” Kagami had to duck to enter the room. “Happy birthday, dude.”

“Thanks,Kagamicchi.” He rubbed his neck, slightly embarrassed by the sudden surge ofattention. “I’m glad everyone is here, but aren’t we all turning twenty thisyear? It’s not particularly special.”

Momoinodded firmly. “And we’re going to celebrate them all, but yours is here now.It’s special because it’s your birthday, Ki-chan.”

Aominelooked alarmed at the idea, but Akashi gently cleared his throat to interrupt.“Is there anything you’d like to do in particular?”

Kisenarrowed his eyes in thought. “Can I ask for anything?”

“Nothingtoo extreme,” murmured Kuroko, “like looking at photobooks, but otherwise yes.”

“Veryfunny, Kurokocchi. I was going to say-“

“I’mso sorry I’m late!”

Severalpeople looked up in surprise as you skidded into the room, hair mussed andcheeks red. Kise’s eyes lit up. You looked around breathlessly. “There’s a lotof people here…Oh, there you are, Momoi-san.”

Sheclapped her hands together excitedly. “Did you get it?”

Thatwas when he noticed the enormous box in your hands. “Here it is. They justmanaged to finish icing it on time.”

Kiseshuffled to make room for you, and for some reason Moriyama toppled ontoKasamatsu like a domino. A smack and a yelp of pain followed. He linked hisfingers with yours under the table. “Is this why we had to postpone dinner?”

Youput on an expression of innocence. “I have no idea what you mean.”

“Tsktsk, you’re a terrible liar, ___-cchi.” The simmering joy from earlier bubbledup and spilled over, painting his face with a smile.

Momoiwaved to get everyone’s attention. “Let’s cut the cake now! Tetsu-kun, you havethe candles? Good.”

“Ihave the matches,” you volunteered. The room hushed in anticipation as theslender sticks of wax were lit, shadows dancing over Kise’s hair. He hesitated,lips pursed.

“Sa-chin,do we have to sing? I don’t want to.” Murasakibara broke into the silence witha bored query.

Kagamisniggered, and the strange tension abruptly dissipated. Momoi heaved along-suffering sigh. “Fine. No singing. Ki-chan, just blow out the candlesalready.”

Later,Kise could say he remembered the cake, but not much after the sake appeared. Atsome point everyone got frosting smeared onto them, and Murasakibara tried tolick some off Midorima, much to the latter’s horror. He wasn’t entirely surewhen they ended up in the karaoke place, but it made him happy in ways hecouldn’t fully describe. Karaoke was one of his favorite things to do, afterall. It was always revealing new and unexpected to people.

“Okay,”he said, the words bubbly, “who wants to go first?”

“Youshould go, Kise,” suggested Kasamatsu. “Birthday boy gets first dibs.”

“Nah,I want to hear everyone else sing. That’s what I’m going use to my pass for.”

Therewas less protest than he expected, surprisingly. After a few drinks, everyonewas a lot more susceptible to suggestion. Kise made sure to keep the beerflowing. You smiled at Momoi in conspiracy, certain that your shared sobriety wouldlead to a great deal of amusement. She winked and sat back to watch thefireworks.

“Then,I’ll go first.” Everyone blinked in a stupor as Akashi elegantly strode up tothe stage. He mused over the selection, humming in thought. One eye suddenlyglinted. “Ah, this one.”

Astrangely countrified guitar twang filtered out of the speakers. Kuroko tilted hishead. “That’s a very old song, isn’t it?”

Kagamiand Aomine snorted in unison when they recognized the song. You bit your lip,struggling to keep a straight face. Akashi’s tenor was strangely suited toNancy Sinatra’s husky voice.

“Hasanyone actually ever seen Akashi wear boots?” Moriyama looked highly confused.

Whenthe last notes of the music drained away, the machine beeped a perfect score.Akashi looked around the room. “Who’s next? Atsushi?”

“Nope,give it to Sa-chin.”

Momoiblinked as the mic was handed to her and looked up at you. “Sing with me?”

Yousnickered when you saw her song selection. “The Boy is Mine? Are we aiming forsomeone in particular?”

Shejust smiled mysteriously and you made a mental note to ask Kise about it later.It went well enough, even if Momoi had a higher pitch than was ideal, and you misseda few beats.

“Yay,an eighty! Tetsu-kun, try and beat that!”

Kurokoshook his head. “Momoi-san, I’m not-“

“Aww,Kurokocchi.” Kise gave him a disappointed look. “Come on.”

Kurokowent up to the stage reluctantly and closed his fingers around the mic. Kagamigrinned. “Hey, Kuroko, sing the one that’s your ringtone.”

Heblanched, but it was too late. Momoi had already punched it into the consolewith an evil smile. Aomine thrust a glass at him. “Here, a shot for courage.Man up, Tetsu.”

Kurokodowned the liquid and took a deep breath. “I wish I could disappear,” hemuttered as the first bars of the piano tinkled out.

“Yousaid that into the mic, nanodayo.”

Momoisquealed as Kuroko began the most monotone rendition of Let it Go Kise had ever heard. You smiled happily and drummed yourfingers on the table. Kasamatsu hid a grin behind his hand. It was collectivelythe most adorable thing Kise had seen all year.

Kurokothrust the mic out when he was done, face pink. “You next, Aomine-kun.”

Aomineswaggered up to the mic, limbs languid with alcohol-induced confidence. Hesquinted at the screen before jabbing a few buttons. A horribly familiarpulsing drone started up and even Kise flinched in remembrance. Moriyama’s jawwent slack. “You can’t be serious,” he breathed.

Whenthe music hit the first chorus, Aomine’s sonorous timbre unrepentantly beltingout the lyrics, everyone was cringing in various degrees. “This is…interesting,”said Akashi.

“Someonemake it stop,” Kise begged. You buried your face in his side, shouldersshaking. “I don’t want to know anything about saddles or ponies.”

“Singsomething else, Ahomine!” Kagami had hishands clapped over his ears and eyes screwed shut.

“Urgh,fine. Satsuki, pick something else.” Momoi poked a button, expression flat.

Youexhaled in surprise when Aomine picked up the melody effortlessly. “He’s got agood voice…”

Kisenodded in agreement. Aomine did a decent Elvis impression, and it was oddlymoving. “I’ll be yours through the years, huh?”

“Hmm,a ninety-five. Not bad. But I’m sure Yukio here can do better.” Moriyama shovedhis friend onto the stage.

Aominescoffed. “The only one who can beat me is…hang on, Akashi already got a perfectscore.”

“Youcan do it, senpai!” Kise cheered.

Kasamatsulooked incredibly uncomfortable, but he took the proffered mic. He ruffled hishair nervously. “Okay, here goes.”

Kisehad another pleasant surprise as Kasamatsu launched into a soulful, raspyversion of Hey There Delilah. Younodded appreciatively. “That’s a classic.”

Herested his chin on his hand to watch his senior finish the song. This birthdaywas turning out to be far more memorable than Kise had ever anticipated. “I have such good friends,” hewhispered to himself.

Youglanced at him and went back to watching the unfolding chaos. Kasamatsu pushedthe mic at Kagami. The redhead coloured and shrank back. “M-me? Really?”

Moriyamastraightened. “Let’s do one together, Kagami-kun.” After a hushed discussion,Kagami seemed to make up his mind.

Thewhole room sat up as a famously infamous guitar opening rocked the speakers. EvenMidorima looked up in interest. Akashi’s eyes sparkled in amusement.

Youwent back to laughing into Kise’s shoulder as Moriyama and Kagami begansinging, in the barest sense of the word. “Oh dear, is that like…a pun?”

Hebit his cheek to keep from joining you. “I don’t know, ___-cchi. Tiger…Taiga…maybe.Okay, it definitely is.”

Kagamilooked immensely relieved when the song ended. “I like that one, but I don’tthink I’m meant to be singing it,” he admitted.

“Iagree whole-heartedly,” said Midorima primly.

“Andnow it’s Midorin’s turn!” announced Momoi happily. Aomine grinned inanticipation.

“Iwill not take part in this-“ Midorima trailed off with a sigh when Kise andMomoi both shot him disapproving looks.

“It’sonly the once, Shintarou,” Akashi said calmly. “It will do no harm.”

Kisewaved his hand at them. “How about we do a group song this time andMidorimacchi can be the lead?”

Whichis how the whole room found itself clapping in the time to a ditzy song, withMidorima grimly extolling the virtues of the YMCA. Murasakibara joined in thechorus, occasionally blearily lifting his hands with the music. “Young man, Iwas once in your shoes,” yodelled Moriyama.

Youcollapsed into a hysterical heap on the floor at that, and Kise tried to catchyou but went down instead. “Oh god,” you gasped, “we better put an end to thisor I’m going to die of asphyxiation.”

“Youcan’t die on my birthday, ___-cchi,” he scolded, though he secretly agreed. SomehowAkashi managed to calm everyone enough to get them to go home. Kise watchedthem all wave goodbye with a fond smile and then turned to you.

“Doyou want to stay over at mine?” He watched you through half-lidded eyes, waiting.

Youbit your lip and nodded. “Sure. Someone needs to get you home safely anyway.”

Whenhe stepped out of the building, the rain was so thick he could barely see infront of him. You tugged on his sleeve and gave him a mischievous grin. “Yourhouse is only a couple of blocks away, right? Let’s just run for it.”

Whenthe both of you finally reached his door, panting, a pool of water formedaround your feet. “I hope we don’t catch a cold tomorrow,” he worried, huntingfor his key in his pocket.

Youshook your hair, spraying him with water. “Then it’s an excuse to skip class together.”

Hewaited until you had entered to press you against the door. Kise had his lipsfitted to yours before you could take a breath. He drank in the crystallinetaste of rainwater, sake and something uniquely you, addicted and desperate formore.

“Ryouta,”you murmured, breathless again. “We’re still drenched.”

Hekissed you again to silence your feeble protests, mouth moving softly overyours. Kise lifted his head after a moment to ghost his breath over your ear. “Younever told me, you know.”

“Toldyou what?” You hooked your arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

“Whatyou liked about my smile.” He nipped your ear gently and smirked when youshuddered.

“That’sbecause…it’s mine.” You smiled and pressed a small kiss to his nose.

“Ohhhh,___-cchi is possessive. I like it.” His fingers found the edge of your shirtand began toying with it.

Yourolled your eyes and dragged him towards you again. “Whatever you say, Ryouta.It is your birthday, after all.”

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