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he watched her dance with his loathsome brother, smiling and giggling all the while. "disgusting isn't it, milord?" Jaken scoffed at his side. Sesshomaru hummed in agreement. it was either him or that wretched wolf pawing at her. but of course she never put them in their place.. no, she'd just go along with the idiocy. but.. and a smile fought to rise at the coming thought. Rin had done well in picking out her furisode; it looked beautiful on her, especially under the orange glow of the lanterns. it was a yellow base holding a lovely autumn pattern, with momiji, bamboo, and bonsai. his gaze flicked over to Rin, she was wearing a similarly designed furisode for the festival; claimed she wanted them to match. of course he wasn't going to argue, it would just give him an opportunity to compliment the miko if the topic came up. she was dancing with the little fox, Shippo, grinning and laughing gleefully. the child deserved to have fun when she had the chance. "I don't see why you are so interested in watching these filthy humans galavant about. the child is safe, we should be out hunting down more shards." "Rin had requested I stay close, she feels safer in my presence. one night will not yield Naraku any worthwhile advantage." the daiyoukai hummed in response, not bothering to take his eyes off his charge. "hmph! I still say-" "Jaken! if you're just going to whine in my ear, go elsewhere." "ah. y-yes, milord." the imp chuckled nervously before scuttling off. Sesshomaru took a soft breath of the air, there were so many competing scents to sift through to find the one he wanted; it was gentle and clean, so entirely unlike others who choose to douse themselves in chemicals and scents that attack his refined senses. but never the miko.. her scent always made him feel calm; it was like a drug to him. she was quite the anomaly, that woman.. she was a priestess, and yet she held no animosity towards demons, only those that sought to harm the innocent. hmph, he could still recall how she never feared him, not even back when he had tried to take her life. he sent out his youki into the festival below, and watched with delight as the miko jumped faintly, earning a scowl from the hanyou. almost instantly, he could feel hear aura react against his, as if trying to pull it closer, hmm, two could play that game, little one. the longer the two energies mingled, the more a smirk fought to tug at his lips. "if she wishes to play, I suppose this one can be obliged.." he chuckled to himself, rising from his spot overlooking the festival. "come then.. if you truly wish of my attention, I'll even make it easy for you this time." Sesshomaru watched with soaring pride at his brother's failed attempt to keep the miko from following his aura. he was surprised the whelp could even sense him with so much competition getting in the way. he grinned as the half breed looked towards him with a glare. hmm, it is not fun being made second place, now is it, brother? (-kagome-) dancing with Inuyasha had been fun. ..but nothing, it seemed, would erase the fear of always being second best to Kikyo in his heart. that was why she so greatly enjoyed the times when she ran into his brother. he was ruthless in battle, yet so gentle and soft with Rin. even Shippo had grown to trust the demon lord, which of course, made her like him that much more. whenever he'd visit the village, bringing gifts for Rin, he'd almost always bring along something small just for Shippo, and of course the kit would tell her all about it as soon as he saw her. "do you wanna get something to eat, Kagome?" Inuyasha asked, her hand clutched carefully in his. his nose twitched as he sniffed the air. "mmm, maybe later." she smiled softly, leaning again him. she was too busy waiting for a certain- her body jumped faintly when a familiar youki rose up, playfully nipping at her. ah! Rin had told her she'd invited the daiyoukai, and she still needed to thank him for the amazing outfit he'd left for her before the festival ended. "hey, you're not gonna follow that are you?" Inuyasha held her hand, practically begging her to stay as he glared at her. "he's not a threat, Inuyasha. Sesshomaru is a good man, you may not trust him, but I do, and so does Shippo. I'll see you later, it was fun dancing with you." she smiled at him, but he held on. "let go of my hand, please." he paused, before heaving a sigh and releasing her hand, "fine. I should probably make sure Kikyo's doing alright, anyway." "right..tell her I said hello...." Kagome didn't look back at Inuyasha, she only made sure Shippo was still having fun with Rin and that Kirara was still watching them. after all, just because it was a festival and a powerful daiyoukai was present, that didn't mean they should be a little careful, they were still children, after all. it didn't take long for her to find him, he had left a pretty clear trail with his youki, he must have really wanted to see her. "I was starting to think you wouldn't come.." "hmm, you seemed to be having fun with Inuyasha." he hummed softly, tenderly tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "oh come on. you know he and I would never happen. he'll never let go of Kikyo." Kagome sighed, "even now.. he used to fight me going leaving his side more. back then it felt like I was important to him, but now? now, I just feel like a responsibility.." "mmm, if he cannot see your worth, then my brother is truly a fool." Sesshomaru hummed softly. "any man would be lucky to have you for a mate." of course, he knew what her response would be. "even one such a you?" she asked exactly as he had expected. "mmm.." he hummed softly, allowing a small smile to form, "even one such as I. you doubt yourself too much, Little Miko; too much time around Inuyasha, I suspect." "yeah.. well, it's hard when he constantly compares me to Kikyo.. she's a better archer, a stronger miko, hell, she's probably a better- " "nonsense, it is a foolish man that puts the living in the shadow of the deceased, it matters not if she has been brought back through dark sorcery. her body is of clay and graveyard soil; she consumes souls of the departed; she is but a shell of a woman. a woman such as that can never be a suitable mate, she cannot bear your pup." "it's fine.. I'm-" Kagome moved to brush it off, but felt two large palms cup her face, shutting her up instantly. "it is most certainly not 'fine'. you deserve so much more than half-hearted endearment." "you really think so..?" she practically gasped under his spell, the world quickly faded away, leaving only her, and a ridiculously attractive demon lord that smelled like a forest during a thunderstorm. "mmm, do you doubt my words?" he chuckled softly, gently pulling her closer. by the gods, this woman was intoxicating.. he took a long, deep breath, indulging himself in her presence. ahh, she smelled of Sakura trees.. it took an incredible amount of self control to repress the shudder that threatened to wrack his large frame. "no.. no, of course not.." she giggled; an impossibily addictive sound, and grabbed a fistful of his brown furisode. "just confirming it. you're... not usually this upfront, you normally leave me guessing mo'ohmp-" but he just couldn't hold back any longer, capturing her sweet lips. soon her hands trailed up his neck, and tangling into his hair line, scratching his scalp. gods! he growled into the kiss at the shudder that ran the length of his spine, ahh, he couldn't get enough of this woman..his left palm moved to cup the back her skull, pulling her in closer, while the other wrapped around her waist, keeping her held tight. ~PWAH~ she gasped momrnts later. "gods.. you- ahh.. hmm..so that's how it is, huh?" "if you will have me, that is.." he hummed, fully smiling for the first time in.. gods know how long.. "the western lands will greatly prosper with a lady such as you to lead them." "yeah? they won't mind I'm only human? and what about my lifespan? a human years is nothing to a-mmm-.. de-demon.. well, you could have at least let me finish my sentence." "there are ways of adjusting, worry not, my dear." he watched with pride as a shiver ran along her body, "oh? now what was that for?" "cheeky, you know damn well what that was.." Kagome blushed. "mmm, I'm sure you'll find ways of getting back at me for that." he chuckled. "would you care for a dance?" "why, of course, my Lord. I would love one."

today had been a never ending stream of frustration for Sesshomaru. first a meeting moved because one of his committee members was absent. then his printer had refused to cooperate when he was attempting to print out important documents. an intern had sent several emails to the wrong client, which broke contract for a large deal he had been working on securing. and then, mere moments ago, his assistant had spilled hot tea all over his new shirt, and tried to wipe him clean herself. normally he would have no issues with controlling himself around the woman, but today had been incredibly trying and frustrating.. he was at his wit's end. "oh, it's not coming out..." you muttered, more to yourself than to him. were you even aware of how your touch affected him?? he wondered about that, though surely you had to have ~some idea~! he tried so hard to be the kind of male you deserved, but even someone such as him could only handle so much, and you constantly tested the limits of his self-control. "and it was a new blend too, I brewed it hoping it would calm you. gods know today has been rough. augh, and I just had to go and make it harder in you.. I'm so sorry." your delicate palm pressed to his chest felt warm, but somehow incredibly teasing. even now, you seemed utterly unaware of your hold over him. were you truly so ignorant of your charm? were you TRYING to seduce him? or..had this been a terrible misunderstanding, and he had- "I-I'm going to get a new one from-" you stammered. but before you could dash from the room, Sesshomaru's hand shot out, catching your wrist and gently pulling you back. "no." he spoke smoothly, with only but a hint of his inner turmoil. "n-no? b-but sir if I don't get this in the-" just like that he snapped from his thoughts, "ah.. yes. of course. apologies, I-.." "oh, no it-it's okay! you've had a very long day!" you stammered as you practically fled from the room. he wondered what kind of thoughts were running through your mind. he held up his hand, the one he'd grabbed your wrist with. ...even though it was only a moment, you had felt so incredibly warm and soft against his touch.. he then brought his fingers up towards his nose, and inhaled deeply, ahh..wildflowers and.. another breath.. sakura trees.. oh, what a delightful scent... "what I wouldn't give for a chance to hold her close.. even if just for a moment." he whispered to himself. "she must be something special. to have some like you so infatuated." a voice that he knew anywhere suddenly spoke up. despite nearly having a heart attack from the shock, Sesshomaru managed to stay relatively still. "oh- I-I'm sorry, I hadn't meant to startle you." you giggled awkwardly. you-.. "you had not." he replied, denying his frazzlement outright. but that only earned him a soft giggle, "but you jumped, it was faint, but it happened nonetheless. I'll pour a fresh cup while you get changed, and I'll take the dirtied one to the cleaners." "yes. of course." Sesshomaru responded, only half way paying attention. such an oblivious woman, you truly did have no idea of the hold you had over him.. it was preposterous, and yet.. perhaps he had hidden his feelings too well., ah- right, he had to change his shirt before you returned with a new cup of tea. a knock at his door came after a few minutes, you had clearly slowed your pace to give him time to change. but he couldn't help but wonder how you might have reacted to him in a state of undress. "come in." he sighed, a part of him wanted to hide from you, from revealing how he felt because he doubted you would return his feelings. of course, he knew he was "a catch" as they say. after all he was voted Japan's number one hottest bachelor for three years running, but that held no worth to him, it was the world's opinion of him, not yours. "uh, s-sir? are.. are you alright?" "yes, I am fine.." he nodded. "well, alright. don't forget you still have a board meeting in-" you paused for a moment to look at your watch, "oh! less than ten minutes!" Sesshomaru took a heavy breath before muttering quietly. "a waste of time is what that meeting is. I have no business to make with the wolves; such fowl creatures." of course, he knew such a complaint would earn him a small laugh, which was something he greatly needed. "aww, I'm sure Koga has learned some manners since the feudal era" you giggled exactly as he been expecting, wait.. 'Koga'? shouldn't you be referring to the mongrel as 'mr. Ookami'? "and before you ask-- it was his idea, not mine." you giggled awkwardly, heading for the door. from just outside his office, he could hear you continuing, "Inuyasha had done the same thing, oddly enough. though he just seems to the type to dislike formality, so I didn't really question it, huh.." he didn't like how you called both his mutt-brother and that detestable wolf by their first names so casually. but there was nothing he could do, you were his assistant, not his mate. for a moment, Sesshomaru simply sat there. he had to calm down if he was going to survive this.. once the meeting had finally ended, Sesshomaru sighed imperceptibly. by the gods.. it had been such a long day, but it was over. at least he'd be able to have a drink or two with you, something you always offered after a long day. and by the gods, today had been a roiling mess from the very start. a giggle that Sesshomaru knew by heart caught his attention. what were you so amused over? "right?? hey, so I was thinkin'. maybe after Takahashi lets you off for the day, we get a drink? I know a little cafe that I'm sure you'd love." what. how dare that fowl wolf try to steal his only saving grace?? "ah, Koga, I would love- ah! Mr. Takahashi." infuriating. this whole situation was infuriating. "Ookami." Sesshomaru glared darkly. "right, right.. get lost, pfft, didn't take you as the possessive type, guess you're more wolf than you realize." he lets out a detestably loud laugh and strides out of the office as if nothing was wrong. "right, thank you. for interrupting, I mean. I don't think Koga would have taken a no from me." you chuckled awkwardly. "s-so, you, uh.. wanna catch our usual long-day-drink? I'm sure you could use it after today." he went to reply, only to find you staring at him, as if inspecting something on his person. wonder what caught your attention so fully? but before he could inquire you spoke up again, "r-right! so, I'll uh, I'll meet you at our usual spot." as you turned to leave, a new, yet still familiar, scent struck Sesshomaru. his senses blurred, his very consciousness became hazy, and the next thing he was aware of, he had you pinned against the door to his office. "ah.." you gasped, looking a little dazed, "so that was your beast, huh? he certainly doesn't like Koga." his beast? Sesshomaru blinked, realizing his mouth tasted sweet. had he-..he gasped at the realization and forcibly took a large step back, breathing heavily from the effort. his beast broke free and- and-!! "that was.." you muttered quietly, almost to yourself; bringing a hand up to your lips with a smile. "wow.." "ah.. perhaps we should not drink together tonight.. my beast...- has never done that.." Sesshomaru muttered, feeling exhausted. "what? I-..-..r-right, of course.. I'll see you tomorrow." why had you sounded so sad? "but can I-... no, nevermind. have a restful evening, Mr. Takahashi." once again, the world seemed to grow hazy for a split second, and when his mind cleared, he found himself clinging to you while your beautiful face was buried in his jacket. you were-...crying? why were you upset? no- wait, it smelled sweet. you were happy, then? you had your arms wrapped around his waist, and as he moved to part, you clung to him desperately. so he stayed, and you relaxed. "it...would appear you have placed a spell over me.." he found himself whispering. "if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were a dark miko." of course, this earned him a small laugh, "I wasn't trying to bewitch you, honest." "no, of course not." Sesshomaru pressed his nose to your hair and took a deep breath, ahh, you smelled so incredibly sweet. a small giggle broke him from his thoughts. "and here I was starting to think Inuyasha was full of it..! but I guess he really does know you! I mean, he is your brother, after all, but still. heh. oh, I've never been so happy to be proven wrong..!" Sesshomaru listened to you, soaking in the feel of finally having you in his arms. "and just what did he say about me?" "he said you had a thing for me.." ?! he- Sesshomaru tensed up, that mongrel!! "Inuyasha..." he snarled lowly. "oh.. don't growl at him.. I'm really happy he told me.." you pressed your face further against him and took a long, deep breath before letting it out in a loud, content sigh. ?! you...liked him? "he-.. hmm. he said you were too caught up in-" "you-...for how long have you felt this way?" it was impossible! "I didn't want you to think I did, I was afraid you'd fire me if you knew how I felt.." "hmph! preposterous." he scoffed immediately. you were all that kept him sane, especially when it came to dealing with his brother and that infuriating wolf. god forbid he had to do any sort of business with that utterly detestable spider. "as for how long.... I've honestly lost track of when I first started having these feelings. it kind of just feels like I've always lo-...-er...uh, w-well, I-I mean, I just-" like a sword piercing through him, he gasped, "always...loved..me...." the words that left him felt so incredibly foreign, almost as if they belonged to an entirely different language, one that he was never meant to know, much less speak. the way you jumped in his arms was adorable. ah, is this what Father had meant when he spoke of inner peace? "I- well..p-per-h-haps? y-yes.." even the way you stammered and hid from the world in his blazer was adorable... "you..hmm. perhaps we should find a more private venue for our drinks tonight.." he whispered softly, holding you a fraction closer. by the gods, he wanted to hold you forevermore.. "we can't drink like this. you'll have to let go of me eventually, mr-" "Sesshomaru." he whispered, correcting you immediately. you hummed softly, and leaned against him, "ah, of course. you'll have to let go of me eventually, ~Sesshomaru~.." you spoke his name with a sexy husk adorning your beautiful voice. "we will fly on my youkai cloud." "ah- but what if someone sees?" you were worried that someone would recognize him as a demon? he didn't care, but if it truly bothered you, he could take proper actions to avoid being spotted. "there are enough clouds already dotting the sky, if I fly just above them, no one will see." "..and what about your car? will you just hope for clouds again tomorrow?" "your worries are for naught. even if someone were to see, who would be able to recognize me but another demon? they would not oust me for fear of their own race being discovered as well." "...still..." you relented. "if it truly worries you so, I can simply have someone pick up my car and drive it back to the manor." you nodded against him. "it does." this made him chuckle softly. "so shall we head off?" he quickly scooped you up, easily cradling you like a princess. "KYA!" you yelped, and gently glared at him. that wasn't funny! but it apparently was to Sesshomaru as he chuckled softly. "well, we don't want to risk me dropping you, now do we?" you don't respond, choosing instead to bury your face into his chest, which only served to make him chuckle again. he wondered if you were cursing him in your thoughts where he couldn't hear. "still can't believe Inuyasha was right.." you muttered, revealing them. "I had to threaten him to not tell you of how I felt, but I can see they fell upon deaf ears." Sesshomaru huffed, idly watching the world fly past. you chuckled into his chest. "well, if it helps, I did ask him what you thought of me..I had begun to think it might be time to try and move on, since you were so terribly far out of my league. gods, I never thought I'd have a chance with you." "it seemed as though our worlds were simply too different to allow you to feel what I had felt.." he hummed, cradling you so carefully. "doomed to be star crossed forever.." you sighed happily. "and yet my brother is not completely a fool. perhaps I judged him too harshly.." "he's just rough around the edges, but he does care about you. he wants you to be happy, so he asked if I wanted to learn about Inu. heheh, of course I jumped at the chance." you snuggled closer against the daiyoukai. how was it possible to feel this happy? "ah, so that's where those little gestures were from.. nearly drove me mad.. I thought you were simply unaware of how much of an effect you had on me. I assumed it was the wolf entertaining himself at my expense." he wasn't wrong... "I mean.. Koga di-" "Ookami. I do not wish to seem controlling or overbearing, but please.." you giggled, "of course, I'll let him know whenever I see him again. ~Mr. Ookami~ did teach me a few wolf tricks that a dog would notice. apparently he and Inuyasha had a bet going. I don't know what it was about, but I can only assume it was about you." Sesshomaru heaved a great sigh. "of course they would make this a game.." "you know what they were doing?" you looked up at him, at his impossibly beautiful face. shaking his head with an amused scoff, Sesshomaru began to explain, "their behavior at the time seemed juvenile, but now I see what their true intentions were. they wanted to see who could get me to break first." "to break?" what did that mean? "they were setting us up, by attempting to make me jealous. ...and I am ashamed to admit they succeeded. I loathed seeing them flirt so shamelessly with you; right in front of me, even." "at first, I thought it was inappropriate too. but Inuyasha told me he was just teasing you with it, so I went along." "fools, both of them. I could have slaughtered them if my beast escaped." he huffed, touching down at his balcony. "that reminds me of what your beast had said back at the office." "oh? how long had the two of you spoken?" he hummed walking over as placing you in his bed. "a few minutes, why?" "it felt like only a few seconds had passed. I suppose he was more upset than I had anticipated." he hummed, and went into his closet to change into something more casual. "he was so angry at K-..at Mr. Ookami." you hummed, smiling at the memory. "he pinned me to the wall, he was so strong. you-.. are so strong.. he said he could smell how much he affected me, and how 'that mongrel' had no right to touch what was his. I tried to argue the point, to say that you didn't think of me like that, but he just laughed in my face, and called me a "blind fool" ..only to correct himself.. 'a beautiful..and precious one' heh.. he uh.. he kissed me... ahh, it took my breath away. it was so passionate. he then grinned and said that he had to go, but we'd meet again if you were a fool as well. Sesshomaru walked out, wearing lounge slacks and a crisp white button up. "ah, that would explain why you appeared so dazed.. mmm, and why my mouth tasted so sweet. I apologize for attempting to leave the way I had. I was-.." he paused, he never thought he'd ever have to say these words, "I was afraid. I thought if I allowed myself to get too close, you'd leave or file harassment against me. you were...- crying, when my beast receded the second time, why?" you smiled softly at the memory as Sesshomaru sat down next to you on the edge of his bed. "yes. I thought I had already lost you over something that I didn't even have control over. but he said that no matter what, he'd still love me.. heh, I exclaimed that he was crazy, there was no way you could love me! but he laughed, and told me to just tell you how I felt.. he'd come out again if he had to, I just needed to trust him, he then kissed me so gently, that I started crying." Sesshomaru was gobsmacked. his beast had made explicit plans to break free again? "keeping secrets from his own master...the hubris.." "but it all worked out in the end." you smiled, leaning against the tall demon. "mmm, indeed it had." he put an arm around your waist, keeping you close.

Dabi sighed to himself for what seemed like the hundredth time today, as he and his group sat in the back corner of the cafeteria. "ya know, if you keep staring like that, she'll think you're a creepy stalker." a raspy voice came from behind him. "piss off, Shigaraki. I can look all I want..." another sigh escaped, with a whisper soft mumble, "ain't like I'll ever get 'er for myself...not when she has ~heroes~ to choose from." his heart ached at the thought of some other guy getting to see her hidden sides, and be the one she laughs and smiles for...damnit, he wanted to have all her firsts, and everything after that as well... oh, his beloved, little Puppet, (F/n) (L/n). her quirk was called Marionette, and as long as she can see you, she can control you like a puppet on a string, but it felt like she already had his heart in her grip. (-x-) you glanced over and caught the piercing cyan gaze of the leader of UA's delinquent gang, Touya Todoroki, or ~Dabi~ as he prefers to be known. you can't fathom what it is about him, but there's something just....gods, something so irresistible about him.. you'd suspect it was his quirk if you didn't already know it was Cremation. you'd found that out when you overhead someone asking about his scars. hopefully they didn't hurt. he grins and winks at you, which is enough to bring you back to your senses enough that you're able to look away, oh gods...auuuugh, stupid Touya and his stupid hot face, and stupid broad shoulders and...stupid...-large hands that could wrap around you tight and keep away any nightmares that might try to haunt you...... "you okay, (L/n)? do I need to take you to see Recovery Girl?" a concerned voice asks, bringing an ice-cold hand to your forehead. the sudden temperature shift is enough to startle you, which forces a high-pitched 'YEEP!' from your lips as you practically jump out of your seat. "ah! T-Todoroki! can you not startle me like that??" your heterochromatic classmate merely sighs, "you were thinking about ~Touya~ again, weren't you? how many times do I have to remind you he's not the kind of guy you should try to be close with. he's been held back at least 3 times, and he's been a delinquent ever since middle school. he's dangerous, and I can't help but worry that he'd hurt you." "aww, that's sweet of you, Todoroki.. really.. but you forget what my own quirk is. if he tried anything, I could just make him punch himself in the face or burn himself or something, I'm fine. plus I have you, Deku, and Iida on speed dial for exactly that reason. I know you don't trust your brother... but he's just...-" you glance over, and can't help but admire the mature angles of his face, and the broad lines of his shoulders, "there's something about him... you know I've tried to stay away... but I just keep finding myself searching him out.. I'm drawn to him stronger than anything else, and at the very least, I would like to know why." (-x-) Dabi glared at the sight of his brother so close to you. "tch...of course it's him" growling to himself, Dabi remembered those words from last week. (-flashback-) he was skulking around campus looking for something interesting when he heard two familiar female voices approaching. "--crazy! absolutely crazy!" "can we just drop it, Mina? we both know you have an active imagination. this is just a part of that. there's nothing between us, I keep telling you!" it was that girl with the horns and the pink skin, talking to- Dabi practically bolted to hide behind a nearby bush. what were you complaining about? 'nothing between us' what'd that mean? "OH, COME, OONN!" Horns groans loudly, "it's SSSOOO PAINFULLY OBVIOUS!! oh my god...! you should just get together and stop this whole 'tension' thing, it's driving me nuts watching you get all fidgety cause of the guy! just tell him! what's the worst that could happen?" "he could say I'm trying to be too heroic with my villain's quirk, for one..." you gave an adorable huff. "really...? you're pulling the villain card again? don'tcha think that's a bit...-he'd have no right to call you of all people a villain." "then he'd probably say something about trying to drag him ~out of the shadows of villainy~ or something." you let out another adorable huff, followed by a scoff that was just as cute. "then at least admit you like the guy!" Horns practically shouts, and Dabi finds himself leaning further against the bush, as if it would help him hear the conversation somehow. "PAH! now who's the crazy one?? I'm not gonna admit to somethin' like that!" "oh, come oooon, (F/n)! there's no one else close enough to hear us! it's just you and me, and you trust me, right?" you have a long growling sigh, before asking in a deadpan tone, "..will this finally get you to shut up about it?" "yup!" she replies enthusiastically. another long groan escapes you followed by a quick sigh, "fine.... I-....I might..... have a bit of a crush... on a Todoroki-BUT I WON'T SAY A SINGLE WORD FURTHER!" Horns snickers, "you realize there's like 3 Todoroki's, hey, 4 if you count Endeavor." "Endeavor?! guugh, NO WAY! I'm not into old dudes, and especially not old dudes that harass his kids, you've heard what Todo's said about him!" "but which Todoroki did you mean? eeh? cause I think I knooow who it iiisss~" "MINA. I SAID NOT A WORD FURTHER, AND I MEANT IT!" (-end flashback-) of course she likes his kid brother; the family golden child... tch, he's even tryin' to steal his girl now too! "what does he have that I don't?" Dabi growled to himself. Dabi hated how close Shoto could get to her.. "are you getting jealous again, Dabiii?~" Toga asked in a sing-song tone "can it, stabby. I'm not in the mood for your bullshit." "you know.. I overheard an interesting school myth in class today! apparently if you confess your feelings under the cherry blossom tree on Friday, she HAS to accept." it wasn't the first time Toga had found a way under his skin, nor will it be the last. "come on, no one sane actually believes in that bullshit." Dabi grumbled irritably "oh, you'd be surprised.. especially since I figured out who Little Miss Marionette likes" that had Dabi sitting a fraction straighter, "what." he asked, feeling an odd sense of terror fill him. "you're just trying to get a rise outta me." she only grins, "all I'll say is your quirk matches with his." "if you know, then stop playing shitty, little games." "nah, this is so much more fun.." she giggles that crazy-ass laugh of hers, and walks away. "pah, thanks for nothin', Stabby!" he grumbles. but to his surprise, she gets a few feet away before spinning around, and marching back over, "buuuut I'll be nice for once and tell you this much; it's not your little brother over there." "it's...not?" Dabi wondered, quickly sinking into deep thought, 'if it's not the hotpocket...that leaves... Natsuo, and-..fuyumi. no...it couldn't possibly be-... when could Puppet have met Natsuo? he's never mentioned her before, and I feel like he would have if he was into her..maybe she likes him and he's just not interested? if that's true, he's a damn idiot.' Dabi was so deep in thought, he just barely noticed everyone leaving the cafeteria. oh, guess it was time to find a nice, shady tree to contemplate in.. on his way out, he overheard a familiar voice, "hey! (F/-chan) what do you think about the myth about the cherry blossom tree by the back of the school?" oh, damnit! why was Toga talking to Puppet about this?! "you.. mean the one about confessing your feelings?" you asked dubiously. "YUP! the guys are kind of arguing over whether it's real or not. Twice, Magne and I say it is, Dabi refuses to respond, and the others say it's stupid. what do you think?" "uhm... I... think it certainly has an effect.. and I would like to think that the-..the guy I like- would think to do that. it's..." you paused to sigh, "well.. heh, a pretty romantic way to confess, but honestly... it's not really his style. he's more brash and 'are you looking for a fight?' kind of guy than a 'writing his feelings down in a letter' type of guy. ..does-.. that make sense?" Dabi could just barely hear what the two girls were saying. 'a brash fighter, not a touchy feely guy? that doesn't fit Natsuo at all..dude fuckin' writes poetry in his spare time, at least it was last I saw 'im.. but- then leaves...-!!' it felt like he couldn't breathe for a few moments, his puppet....was he imagining it? or had misheard her? wait!! hadn't she said something to horns about "dragging him from the shadows of villainy"?? even so, the-there was no way he was the one she-...but who else could it be? it couldn't be Fuyumi, she'd said it was a guy, she liked.. Dabi was, once again, so deep in thought, he'd failed to notice where he was walking, and ended up practically knocking over the very woman that plagued his mind. (-x-) you're talking with Himiko when suddenly something practically bowls you over, but catches you a second later with a pair of strong, masculine arms, "WHOA- what's the- ru-...!! T-Dabi...h-hi, what are you-.." you stammer out, only to realize his face looks red, "h-hey, are you okay? you look kind of.. upset." you hesitantly reach up to place a hand on his forehead, as his arms remain firmly wrapped around your waist, they feel so warm, and you have to fight against the need to just straight up snuggle against him. "hmm, I can't really tell if you have a fever or if it's just your quirk. although, you hardly ever let anyone get this close to you, so I guess that makes me special.." your words seem to snap Dabi from his thoughts. "hmm.." he hums with a teasing smirk, "you should know that by now, Babydoll, you know you're the only one my gang seems to like. not to mention..." his arms tighten a fraction, "you smell nice today.. I'm almost tempted to steal a taste away.." you can't help but grin, if he wanted to steal your first kiss, ~then he was MORE THAN WELCOME TO DO SO~ but that would end the chase too quickly. so you decide to tease him back. "mmm, you'll have to earn something like that... Chicken nugget." "yeah?" he grins mischievously at you, "what do you have in mind, Puppet?" you can't help but grin back, and give him a laugh as you press a palm against a solid pectoral as he lets go of you. Dabi clicks his tongue playfully, "did'ja havta to use your quirk? I was enjoying that.." "when you've earned a kiss..." you send him a wink, and give his cheek a few gentle pats, "I'll be sure to let you know...but for now.. it was a nice try, Nugget." "heh, can't blame a guy for tryin', and for the record, I wasn't tryin' to bump into ya, I just wasn't paying enough attention to where I was going." he then reaches out, and gives you a few pats on the head before shoving his hands into the pockets of his tattered jacket, and sauntered off with a wave and a raspy chuckle. "I'll CATCH ya later, Babydoll, so try not to FALL for anyone else." after he rounds the corner and out of view, you cup your face in your palms and scream into them, "AAAAUUGH, THAT SLY PRICK!!!" your emotional outburst is cut short by a loud masculine laugh, and an amused shout of, "AND DON'T YOU FORGET IT, SWEETHEART!" "ahhh, lovebirds." Himiko giggles, which just about has you jumping out of your skin. GAAHH!! FUCK!! YOU FORGOT SHE WAS STANDING RIGHT THERE! you send a glare her way, and she giggles again as you growl out, "not... another...word.." as if to tease you, she mimes zipping up her lips and throwing away the key, which doesn't even make sense! zippers don't have locks! the two of you go back to walking when she giggles suddenly, "....I hate you.. stop thinking it." you glare harder as she grins broadly, and shrugs with a look of, 'yeah, but I won't~' (-x-) Dabi couldn't help but stare at his palms for a few moments, you had felt so warm against them; warm, and soft. he couldn't believe you'd actually allowed him to hold you for those few seconds, not to mention that you teased him just as much as he teased you. ..or, dare he say, flirted? "she smelled like flowers.." he whispered to himself. "you truly have it bad. but what I don't understand is why you refuse to speak with her about these feelings of yours." Mr. Compress shook his masked head as he walked past. "how many times do I have to tell you guys to piss off?" "until you either tell her or move on." Compress shrugs dramatically with a chuckle. "yeah, yeah, well it's easy for you to say, you have a damn mask to hide behind." Dabi growled, flipping the delinquent off. "yes, I suppose you do have a point, but mine still remains, nonetheless." he replied with a scoff. damn masked weirdo, thinking he's all prim and proper, despite being a deliquent just like the rest of the group. "you should write her a love letter and give it to her under the cherry blossoms on Friday!" Toga grinned widely after popping up from behind Mr. Compress. "ah, yes, that would certainly do it. you could think about which words to use, and how to best organize them." the deliquent she'd been hiding behind hummed with amused contemplation. "and if I remember correctly, you told me she believes in that myth about confessing under it." "fuck. you. Stabby." Dabi points at the grinning woman. "and you can piss off too, Compress." "but wouldn't you rather do that with (F/n)?" said grinning woman giggled, which made Dabi stalk off grumpily. 'write a love letter' bah! they were all crazy if they thought he was gonna do that! (-x-) damnit, like hell he was gonna do something so wimpy and pansy-ass! no way! "--just saying, if HE doesn't know you're into him even just a little, he might not think it's worth risking you rejecting him.." it was that pink girl, Horns. was she talking- "REJECTING HIM?? w-why would I ever do something like that?" -to... oh, he'd recognize that beautiful voice anywhere... Puppet.. something gripped at dabi's heart ferociously. there was no way he was the one she liked- even if he had a handful of evidence that said otherwise- "but ~HE~ might not know that. maybe he thinks you like someone with a more heroic reputation?" Horns continued. ~more heroic reputation~ ... yet another addition to pile.. but could it-..could it be possible afterall? there was no way.. there was a moment of silence before, "well, I-...I guess you might have a point...but I'm just so scared that he might like one of the other deliquents... he's always either around them, or by himself..." the... 'OTHER' delinquents? meaning one of them? but-... Dabi's mind raced to piece together all little snippets of information he'd gotten. ...it was him. it had to be. he-... he couldn't deny it much longer. the woman that had stolen his heart...might actually like him back... he couldn't believe it. "I just want to feel like I'm just as special to him as he is to me.. like.. like I'm worth the effort.." "oooh, so you want a great, big, flashy confession??? HELL'S YEAH, YOU DESERVE IT, GIRL!" Horns practically shouts with her usual brand of maniacal glee. "what? N-NO! no, I-.. I just want him to... ya know.. make it special. it's-... it's silly, but I've always dreamed about-.. well.. being able to look back on it years, even decades later and still remember it like it had just happened... it doesn't have to be expensive or flashy or anything, just... augh, nevermind, it's already asking too much for him to even like me at all." there was a pause before Puppet continued, though it was too quiet for Dabi to make out the words from his hiding spot. "no no, you deserve every bit of that dream." Horns replied in a soft, concerned tone, and honestly... Dabi found himself agreeing. he wanted to give Puppet everything he had to offer, (even if he'd been just about entirely cut off from his allowance.. so he didn't have much to give aside from himself..) he found himself wandering away from the two females, and aimlessly meandered about for.. actually he wasn't sure how long, but it felt like a while. he looked up, and with a small start, realized where he'd stopped. ~directly underneath her classroom~ his heart stuttered when his crush happened to look up, and lock with his gaze, he was transfixed by those beautiful (color)eyes, this woman was everything he wanted, everything he needed, and everything in between.. maybe...he should probably at least TRY to write that stupid damn letter...she did say she wanted it to be special... (-x-) you watched him stand outside the classroom, his fiery cyan eyes drawing you in like a moth to a flame. gods, you were in deep. you wished that one of you would have the guts to say something. you definitely couldn't. just the thought of revealing your year long feelings was enough to send you into a panic. "if he doesn't know that your interested, even a little, he might not think it's worth the risk of you rejecting him" Mina's words from before class echoed in your mind. auuugh...!! mustering up your courage, you smiled and waved at him. but soon your nerves took back control over you, and if you had a fire-based quirk, you'd have burst into flames on the spot. "Miss (L/n)." he grinned and waved back, sending your heart fluttering. "MISS, (L/N)." the cranky tone of the teacher made you wince, responding in a slow, uneasy, "y-...yes...?" "since you so clearly already mastered today's subject, would you care to solve for us?" Ms. Nagato gestured to the black board where a math problem that you had absolutely no idea how to solve sat. "if not.. then perhaps you should pay attention rather than flirt with the likes of the deliquents, nothing good can come from them.. and you could do so much better.." "er-...y-yes, Ms. Nagato...." you sighed defeatedly. (-x-) Dabi sat at the base of a tree, with a pen and notebook in hand. if Puppet wanted something special, then he'd damn well do special.. "the others made it sound so easy. but how the fuck am I supposed to do something like this.." Natsuo writes poems, what would he write? probably somethin' flowery.. "but I'm not a flowery kind of guy, and if I write like that she won't even believe it's from me! fuck..." angrily, he scrawled out, 'I know I'm shit at expressing myself, but I like you.' ...is that too straight to the point? there's nothing special about that, it's nothing but fact! "gaah!!" Dabi growled, ripping out the page, before balling it up and burning it to ash. wait..ashes.. heh, isn't that what she used to call him? 'my heart is has been burned to ashes, but when I see you I feel it raise up like a phoenix.' "...that's... not completely terrible.." Dabi muttered to himself... he leaned against the tree and stared up through the leaves, "she wants to feel special... so..maybe I should say something like she's 'one of a kind'? 'one in a million'? no.. those aren't special at all.. damnit.." ~riipp~ he angrily tore off the page, before it and watching the ashes scatter in the wing. 'you send my ashen-' groaning, he erased the last word before having an idea, and replacing it with ~tattered~ "heh, yeah.. sounds about right.." Dabi chuckled at his self-depricating joke. '-tattered heart burning alive' ...."fuck that. no." he grunts, ripping the page off and burning the balled up attempt. fuck!! why was this so damn hard? okay, think Dabi.. what do you like about her? she's not afraid to get in my face, she's brazen and spunky, but also kind, she's adorable but also hot. she's loyal and has her own values, she doesn't let others walk on her.. grinning to himself, Dabi wrote down, 'to my puppet master,' before snickering at the pun. what else... 'the woman who has captured my heart in her puppet strings.' okay.. that's... actually not bad..! he was impressed with himself! who knew he had this in him? he certainly didn't.. but it still felt incomplete somehow... after spending several minutes muttering different sentences to himself, Dabi finally found one that felt at least ~semi-acceptable~ "maybe...'you can leave me to burn myself out, or be the hero I need, and complete me'? burgh! no, that's too cheesy. but I do feel like I should have 'burn' in there somewhere. gah.. Puppet damn well better appreciate this shit.." after leaning heavily against a tree, the scarred delinquent heaved a heavy sigh, and muttered to himself, "when I'm with you... nothing else matters...like the rest of the world has burned away..." yeah.. that would work. Dabi wrote it down, and read through what he had. To my Puppet master, the woman who has captured my heart in her puppet strings. when I'm with you nothing else matters. it's like the rest of the world has burned away. hmm... but would that be good enough? distantly, he heard the bell chime. guess it'd have to be or he'd risk the others finding him. Dabi carefully tore the page from notebook, and folded it up before slipping it in his jacket. ...now to wait for Friday... the days passed rather uneventfully, except for the times when he'd bump into you, and say something vaguely flirty and laugh when you got flustered. ahh, he loved how easy it was, you were so adorable, and each encounter would only give him more evidence leading him towards believing you liked him. finally, Friday had rolled around, and Dabi found himself oddly nervous. okay, maybe not that odd considering what he was doing, but still, this feeling was entirely foreign to him. it was okay.. it was okay.. he could do this.. Dabi took a deep breath and walked through the front gates to UA high, and went straight to one of the shoe lockers, he knew exactly which one he wanted. but his nerves were acting up, so he grabbed a note from his jacket and practically shoved it into the locker before stalking off. THERE! ..no going back now. he just had to survive the day and hope he was right. (-x-) you giggled and joked with Mina as you did every day while walking to school. "I wonder if you'll have a note in your locker today♪" she playfully poked you with her elbow. "oh, would you shut up, Mina?" you laughed, giving her a playful shove. "I'm just saying, Himiko is in his gang, and she knows you like him. you know how she is♪" you only laughed, shrugging off the comment before she could fluster you. however...your heart skipped a beat when you opened your locker, finding a crumpled lump of paper sitting between your shoes. "what's wrong?" Mina asked, gently shaking you free of your frozen state. "n-nothing's wrong, I-" "IS THAT WHAT I THINK IT IS??" she practically shouts, startling several other students. "OH MY GOD, READ IT! READ IT!" with a shaking palm, you pull the crumpled wad from your locker, and smooth it out. when you start reading, you can only gasp at what was written. "it's a-... so-someone wants to meet me b-by the cherry blossom tree.. a-after classes are out." you couldn't believe it.. "ahh! this is incredible! who do you think it's from?" she asked excitedly. "I-..know who I want it to be from..but- I don't know if it's from ~him~" ~ding dong.. ding dong..~ the bell chimed, snapping you from your reverie. "ugh... I'm honestly tempted to skip for the day..!" you grumble, then quickly change out your shoes and place the note in your bag before jogging off to homeroom. between classes, you find yourself pulling out the note and reading it over and over. could it actually be from Touya? "HEYA, (F/-CHAN)! WHATCHA READING?" Himiko excitedly slings an arm around your shoulders. "oh- uh, I-..I found this in my locker.." you respond slowly, internally debating over whether to tell her or to play it off, as you know how much she loves teasing people. "oh?" she hums with great interest and looks at wrinkled paper in your hands, "OH! WOW! LOOKS DABI TOOK MY ADVICE AFTER ALL!! AHH THAT'S SO ROMANTIC!!" a-advice? what kind of advice? "what are you talking about?" "ohp! sorry! no, spoilys!" she waggles a finger, giggling crazily. as she always does. (-Dabi-) "A-PTHCHUUU!...urgh..." Dabi sneezed, then glared at the school building, "assholes better not be talking shit about me.." he pulled his phone from his jacket, and checked the time, it was getting close to the end of the school day. "..hope I'm right about this.." Dabi sat down with his back to the cherry blossom tree behind the school. might as well do something to pass the time, who knows if she'll even show up. he pulled out a small stack of origami paper from one of the many inner pockets of his tattered jacket, and set out to start folding. by the time he'd made 3 animals he could hear the bell chiming. "now to wait and see if she actually shows up.." Dabi grumbled nervously. he reached into his jacket to make sure the letter was still in there. it was. okay... good.. he flicked a flame onto each of his creations and watched them turn to ash. better to destroy them now than to have someone see and get the idea to spread rumors about him folding paper. (even if those rumors were true) he pulled out his phone and played a stupid time waste game. at least this way he didn't hurt his ~badboy image~. ..or other people's faces for calling him out on his less-than-masculine hobby. several minutes passed by, and he was just starting to lose hope. however just as he began to consider leaving, he saw something move, !!! it was- he couldn't believe it. you were running towards him. "she's... actually coming..." his heart was pounding, the sound deafening in his purple, scarred ears. he watched you run, getting closer and closer, "you-... heh, I didn't think you would actually come out here..." he rubbed the back of his neck. "you-...ah-..y-you said you had something to tell me.." "uhm.. y-yeah, I..I do..heh I have for a whole, actually, but-..look- here, just-" he practically shoved his hand into his jacket, and held out the note as his face burned red. "read the damn letter, okay?" (-x-) with shaking hands, you took the folded note from his, the tips of your fingers brushed as you did so. "you-..this-...oh gods.." the flustered words spilled from you without much notice. he didn't respond, simply leaned back against the tree and stared up at the leaves, grumbling out, "it's not perfect, but it gets the point across well enough.." it...gets the point across? w-what point was he making? shakingly, you unfolded the note. to my Puppet master, the woman who has captured my heart in her puppet strings. when I'm with you nothing else matters. it's like the rest of the world has burned away. it felt all the air was sucked out of your lungs, was he-... this was-.. "you...I've.. really 'captured your heart'? so you-..you like me?" sighing heavily, Touya finally looked at you, his cyan eyes normally pierced through you... but today, his gaze was so soft that you thought you might just melt under it. "Touya..." almost in a daze, you reach out and place a palm against his face. he closed his eyes entirely and leaned towards you a little, even placing a hand over yours. "it's..." he muttered with a soft smile, "you're so small, Puppet.." "it's not my fault you're so much bigger than me.." you hummed, feeling a sense of peace in his touch. "you've 'captured my heart' too, by the way..now come'ere.." and pull him in for a kiss.

you watched Katsuki as he, Kaminari, and Kirishima seemed to discuss something. occasionally, one of them would look around or gesture to someone or something. pah! you grumpily threw back your third cup of party booze, it tasted of fruit punch with an alcoholic burn as it ran down your throat and hit your stomach. what an idiot.. you'd known Katsuki just about as long as the both of you have known Deku. ...and you loved him for almost as long as that. but did he notice? of course not! that damn idiot was too caught up trying to 'surpass All Might' and 'be the number one hero'. you grumbled and practically stomped your way over to the punch bowl, bending a ball of the fruity cocktail into your cup. "h-hey, are you alright? you seem kind of upset.." Izuku put his hand on your shoulder. but you shrugged it off with a sarcastic grumble, "what do you think?" "well...I- ..think you're upset because Kacchan is-" "he's just an obnoxious narcissist." "hey...come on, you know just well as I do that he's not really-" "he tortured you for years and years, he TRIED TO DESTROY YOUR HERO NOTES!" the alcohol in your system fueled you into an angry rant. "h-hey, it's okay!" Deku stammers as he attempts to calm you before you accidentally create a tiny tsunami from the punch bowl. "r-really! it's okay! he only singed the cover and the outer edges of the inner pages!" he then sighs, "...but it's not about what he did to me all those years ago that's bothering you now, is it?" "tch...no.." you grumble and cross your arms with a loud huff. "I just...well look at him! he hasn't even so much as glanced at me even once this whole party, and he barely talks to me anymore. I just.. bah! I'm gonna go back to my dorm and change out of this stupid dress that the girls practically shoved me into." after forcefully putting your cup on the table, you turn around to leave, only to have Deku grab your shoulder. "I-I'm sure he's just shy or-" "PAH!! KATSUKI? SHY?! HA! yeah, and I can manipulate the other 3 elements! Deku... I know you are trying, but it's okay, I just wanna go back to my room, this night has been a disaster from start to finish, and I'm so damn tired of waiting." with that said, you finish marching off, grumbling quietly. (-Baku-) I couldn't help watch as Avatar barks at Deku over something, but I'm just far enough away, and this stupid party is just loud enough that I can't make out what they're saying. "wow.. wonder what has her so upset.." Kirishima mutters. "maybe she's mad over Bakugo trying to not stare at her the whole time? she starts to leave when Deku adds something, and I hear her shout, "KATSUKI? SHY?! HA!" then continues with something I can't hear. "ooh! called it!" Pikachu fist pumps, "point to Kaminari." "ehh.. you only get half a point." Kirishima shrugs, "I don't think she realizes how hard it was for him to not look at her, maybe she thinks he doesn't care?" "don't care? how could she-" I can't help but bark out, how the fuck can she think I don't care?! "well, you were kind of TRYING to not look at her. you shoulda given in a couple times." Kirishima adds with another shrug. this is really pissing me off, "tch, and look like a-" "hey! come on, what's happened has happened. right now she's upset, so you should go see what's wrong!" Pikachu shoves me towards the door. "HEY! GET YOUR MITTS OFF ME, PIKACHU! GAH! FINE! I'm going! geez." as I go past, Deku mutters to me, "please.. she's hurting and you're the only one that can help her." "tch, you probably just made things worse." I grumble and leave the stupid party. it's a little cold out, too cold for that dress she had on. "damnit, where'd she go?" "didn't think you'd care enough to follow me out here." a familiar voice startles me, it's her. "tch, of course I do." I bite out instantly, shouldering off my coat. "hmph, just because I'm a girl in a dress and it's cold, you think you're supposed to be a knight in shining armor, set to drape your coat over my shoulders all gallantly?" she scoffs bitterly, but accepts it anyway. I would have given her my coat if it looked like she was too cold regardless, but- "just what is your problem? you were practically staring me down the whole damn time we were in there. you should know by now that if you have shit to say to me, you should just damn well say it." I can't help but stalk over, practically cornering her against the gymnasium, and she just glares up at me defiantly. I lean in closer, pressing my forearms against the wall beside her head. "just because I wasn't looking, doesn't mean I wasn't watching, nor that I don't care. you need to consider all your options, Avatar." I watch her, and it's like my body is ramping up for a fight, I'm suddenly full of adrenaline. "liar." she bites out, and I can smell the alcoholic punch in her breath, "how could you be watching with your damn back to me? only Kirishima and Kaminari ever looked over to my half of the gymnasium." "why does it bother you so much?" I find myself growling, and staring into her sapphire blues, almost completely transfixed. I could..kiss her right here and now.. I wonder...if she'd push me away or- suddenly the door bursts open, and one of her friends pops her head out, I recognize her instantly, "I wonder where-oh!" Horns exclaims, seeing us. "well then!! nevermind, have fun♪" she giggles and leaves just as quick as she'd came "oh my god, Mina!" Avatar groans, burying her face against my chest, and wrapping her arms around me like I'm some kind of pillow for her to scream into. !!!- ...she's..so soft, and..I'd almost forgotten just how much smaller she is than me.. she's warm too, and she smells like honey and flowers. without meaning to, I take a deep breath, filling my lungs with the tempting scent, a guy could easily get addicted to this.. "...you okay? you kind of just-" I hear, instantly bringing me back to what just happened. (-x-) he jumps away like a frightened cat, which you can't help but find very amusing, and a little bit cute. "sh-shut up, Avatar! just-" you decide to take pity on him, and grab his hand, pulling him along towards the dorms "..come on, let's change out of these stupid outfits and into something more comfortable. the girls practically shoved me into this damn dress, and I'm guessing the guys did the same for you and that suit." "yeah, piece of shit is what it is." he grumbles, not commenting on you holding his hand nor pulling away. it's..so much bigger than yours, warm too. maybe...maybe you had just jumped to conclusions afterall.. maybe there was still hope that- "oi, if you're gonna do that shit, at least look where you're fucking going." he yanks on you, pulling you over and shaking your hand off to wrap his arm around your shoulder instead, "pfft, at least this way you can't walk off into a stupid tree." oh, wow- he-.."hmm.. yeah, I guess we're even now, you were lost in thought, and-, before she popped out, I thought-..well, I thought you were thinking about-... er-..n-no, nevermind, it's not important" Bakugo just scoffs grumpily, but doesn't respond further, only seemingly retreating into his thoughts. "so how's your training as ~Ground Zero~ going?" you ask with a laugh. he smirks, and gives a cocky scoff. "I'm killing it, of course!" "of course you are." you laugh. "don't make fun of me, dumbass." he grumbles. "I'm not! I just- that's exactly what I was expecting you to say." you laugh again. "tch, then why'd you ask if you knew what I was gonna say?" "because I still wanted to hear you say it.." "idiot.. just- hurry up and change. I ain't got all night to wait for you." he nods gruffly towards the door before you, and you realize with a start that he'd walked you directly to your dorm room. how- "h-how did you-..." you look up at him owlishly. "what do you mean how? I've fuckin' been here already. I mean- it was just the one time, but I still remember the room number. I'm not stupid." Katsuki awkwardly rubs his neck with his free hand. now you're even more confused! "you- have been here.. before? wh-when? why?" he glares at you for a moment before looking taken aback when he realizes you're being serious, "you really don't remember me carrying your ass here?" he then pauses, and quietly grumbles, "well... she was drunk off her ass, so I guess it's possible.. but still.." "was this after a party?" "yeah, one of your friends was throwin' it, with the foofy black hair, I think she was." foofy..black hair? ....Momo? "you mean Momo Yaoyorozu?" Katsuki shrugs, "fuck if I know. but she was celebrating a- birthday? or.. something, I didn't really wanna be there in the first place, Kirishima dragged me out there. what I do remember you in that blue dress, and..how it matched your eyes..and how I-" he seems startled by something, and barks out, "BAH! when I get back, you better be changed!" he begins to stalk down the hall before stopping abruptly, "you... aren't too drunk are you? you okay to..-" he cuts himself off and looks away, growling under his breath. this makes you smile, "yes, Katsuki, I'm fine.. but-... thanks for showing concern for once." "idiot! I'm always-... TCH!" he doesn't finish his sentence for stomping off angrily. "JUST BE CHANGED BY THE TIME I GET BACK!" "yeah, yeah.." you weren't even all that drunk... you only had a couple cups of the party booze, and it wasn't even very strong in the first place. ...or so you thought.. "URGH! stupid- THING! COOPERATE!" you struggle with the zipper, WHAT THE HELL?! WHY WERE YOU HAVING SO MUCH TROUBLE WITH THIS THING?! IT COOPERATED FINE BEFORE THE PARTY! you couldn't be that uncoordinated from the alcohol, could you? "GAUGH!" you grunted as a knock at the door came. "you okay in there, Avatar?" "this stupid- GAUGH! FUCKING ZIPPER WON'T- UAGH- BUDGE! I CAN'T TELL IF IT'S STUCK OR- PIECE OF SHIT!" you curse the zipper before sitting on your bed in defeat. "I can't-.... get this stupid dress off..." "do...do you need help..?" Katsuki offered slowly, and if you hadn't known better, you'd have even said, nervously. "might as damn well! I've been struggling with the thing for most of the time you were gone." the loud huff leaves you. "I'm tempted to just rip it to shreds." he chuckles quietly from the hallway. "are you decent?" you can't help but scoff at that, of course you were, the only thing you'd taken off so far were your shoes and stockings. "oi! don't fuckin' laugh, I'm trying to be a gentleman here!" he barks, you can hear his quirk going off from just behind the door. for some reason, this strikes you as funny, and you start giggling harder. "yeah, I'm decent." slowly, the door opened. "honestly, that dress looks too good to just tear off." wait- what?? you spin around to face him as his footsteps reach you. "Katsuki, what are you-" but he won't meet your questioning gaze, instead, putting his warm hand on your shoulder, forcing your back to him. he grips the tiny metal tab, letting out a curse when it still refuses to move, "so... is it stuck or-..." "looks like it's caught.." he trails off, one hand presses firmly against your shoulder, and the other gently wiggles the zipper. oh gods, he's so close.. can he hear your heart racing? can he feel it? his fingers feel like fire every time they brush against you. "..almost got it.." he practically whispers. "okay.." you nod, trying your best to keep your heart from beating out of your chest. "there." with a small pop, the zipper slides down easily. "oh, thanks." you mutter, holding your dress in place. "and I wasn't ignoring you, by the way.. I just-..." you feel the bed shift behind you and his hot breath tickle the back of your neck. from the smell of it, you can't help but wonder how much he's had to drink. "I was actually trying to not stare at you the whole time..." you just about jump out of your skin when his arms wrap around your waist, pulling against his firm chest, "I didn't want you to think I was a creep. gods, it was so hard to not watch every little thing you did. Kirishima and Pikachu gave me so much shit over it.. even Deku looks down on me.. thinks I'm weak. ..but I'm not weak, I'm just-...I overthink everything that involves you...'will Avatar think less of me for this?' 'I gotta be strong enough to protect her no matter what happens' 'I wonder if she'd be happy if I sent this to her' 'maybe I should send it as a "secret admirer" or something, make her figure out who it is' ..all these thoughts... constantly running around.. it's so hard to stay focused on my work...on saving people..I just-...wanna be around you..all the damn time. I want.. to be the one that makes you smile and laugh, and-..." Katsuki trails off with hum. soon after, something soft and warm presses against the crook of your neck, "mmm, what kind of perfume is this...smells like-...roses or- maybe some kind of fruit.. it's nice..." he whispered, holding you tight. you can hear him take a deep breath, and feel his arms pull you in a fraction closer. "you're so warm too..makes me wanna hold tight and never let go... but I can't or I'll look like I've gone soft." wh-what's gotten into Katsuki?! he hums softly, and practically snuggles against you, seemingly unaware of everything else around him. "K-Ka-..." you try to speak, but the words keep getting jumbled up. it's been a while since you saw him like this. gods, even Katsuki was an honest drunk. he was never THIS honest. you move to turn around so you can look at him, but he holds you tightly. "just-...a little longer, 'kay?" he pulls you in a little more, he feels so warm, wrapped around you like that.. "not much, just-.." "but you're-....-o-okay.." idiot... how can you say no to him like this? however, after several minutes, you realize Katsuki is completely relaxed against you. "Katsuki?" you ask softly. but you get no response. you call out again, only for him to snuggle against you and mutter something quietly. HE- HE ACTUALLY FELL ASLEEP?! ohhh... oh, you are never going to let him live this down..!! but now you have a new problem, how to move him around without waking him up? "nng-Ava...tar.." Katsuki growls, clinging tighter to you when you try to turn around. "well, we can't just sit here. it's uncomfortable." you complain out of reflex. "nyurrgh.. pain in my ass..." he grumbles, and surprisingly, he lets go of you. how cute, he's only half awake. "come on, let's get you to bed, I have a feeling you're going to have a nasty hang over tomorrow.." "bah.. piece of shit." he grumbles and allows you to walk him around the bed so you can get the covers up. "now, give me just a moment to put on my-" however, it seems his cooperation ends there, as you're yanked into laying down with him soon after. "mmh, mine.." he grunts, holding you tight. "oh? I'm yours?" you ask playfully. Katsuki nods sluggishly, and hums softly, pulling you closer, and burying his face against your chest. he grumbles something, but you can't make out any discernable words, and you can't help but admit... he's actually pretty cute like this. you just wish he'd have let you actually get changed first, although.. snuggles did seem like they'd be a rarity when it came to Katsuki, so you just enjoyed the moment. "I can't wait to see the excuse you come up with in the morning." you snicker quietly. there was no way he'd be able to talk his way out of this. also, note to self; thank whoever spiked his drinks. (-Baku-) blinking, Bakugo slowly woke up with a heavy groan. his head felt like he had bombs going off at every little sound, urgh! it was so bright too! damnit.. he was gonna kill Kirishima for leaving the lights on. "mmgh..." he growled, and buried his face into his pillow, pulling it close. it was a lot warmer than usual, bigger too, it was nice, but somehow...it felt out of place. "see? I said you were gonna have a hangover, but you were too-" "THE FU-GAHH!" Bakugo jumped up, only to be blinded, and dive under his pillow. hey, since when did it smell so sweet? like... roses or something.. no- wait! that wasn't important! what the fuck was Kirishima doing in his bed?! "at least now I can get out of this stupid dress.." the voice muttered, it sounded amused-...and definitely not like Kirishima. aauugh, he was in no mood for this bullshit. "alright, so!" the voice spoke up again, a few minutes later, muffled by the pillow, just who the hell was it? it was too high pitched to Kirishima, it didn't sound like Pikachu or Deku.. "I'm going to go get you some aspirin and-" "who the-...unggh- hell-" "you mean you don't remember? well, that's a shame, had a pretty interesting night, you and I." the voice laughed. interesting... night? OH GODS, HE DIDN'T SLEEP WITH AVA- the voice started giggling, "calm down, Bumi. the zipper on my dress was stuck, so you freed it, you then wrapped your arms around me, and poured your heart out. when you were done, you fell asleep." oh.. a hand patted him on the shoulder, "alright. I'll be right back with something to help you with that banger of a headache you have." Bakugo heard footsteps recede, then a door open and shut, followed by more footsteps. what the hell happened? ..that was Avatar, wasn't it? that voice.. it was too high pitched to be fr any of the guys, and she called him "boomy". no- wait, pfft, idiot, she called him "Bumi." what a weirdo, calling him a crazy earth King. after several minutes, he heard the door open, and voices flood in for the few moments it was left open, though only one was of any interest. "yeah, he's fine, just hungover. ... mhm, yeah, I got some for his headache. ... yup, bye." there were more footsteps, something set down on a table, and a hand gently pressed to his shoulder "hey.. I got you some aspirin, I'll close the blinds, make it a little dimmer, and you should come out of your cave." the hand drifted from his shoulder, leaving it feeling cold. Bakugo simply laid there, choosing to simply listen to the sounds of Avatar walking around, then the metallic scrape of blinds being shut. ...wait- his blinds weren't- ...he wasn't in his room! where was he? "alright, it should be more tolerable for you to come out now. come on, Bumi." "urgh.. why are you calling me, Bumi? my quirk has nothing to do with earth, and I don't even act like that crazy King." "no, but it sounds like an explosion, and you do PLENTY of that." you giggled. "right." slowly, Bakugo pulled himself out of the darkness. the light still burned but not nearly as much. "damn... feel like I just got run over by Kirishima.." a glance around the room gave him the answers he needed, this was ~your room~. of course you let out a snickering scoff as he quickly gulped down the small tablet before laying back down with a thud. "aww, poor baby." you came over, and he felt the bed shift behind him. "you really are an honest drunk." "fuck... look, I'm sorry if I said something weird or stupid, or- if I upset you..I just-" he jumped when you hugged him from behind and tucked your face into the crook of his shoulder, "eh?? what are you doing?" "you're sorry if you 'said something weird or stupid'." you hummed softly, putting him on edge. "tch! just tell me what I said, woman!" Bakugo had never felt panic like this before, not even while training! but you simply sighed, and hugged him closer from behind. "you told me how I'm constantly on your mind, how you overthink everything that involves me. you told me that you want to be the only one I will smile for, and-" "tch! ye-yeah, well- WH-WHO THE FUCK DOESN'T? I-I'm sure I ain't the only one that-" "are you really okay with another guy being interested in me like that? what if I liked him more than I liked you?" he jumped, and a small set of explosions went off, "it better not be fuckin' Deku.." "Katsuki..." you sighed, "of COURSE I don't have feelings for Deku. or Kirishima, or Kaminari, or whoever else you think can steal me away." you felt so warm, pressed against his back. "ssooo...." you trailed off, sounding like you wanted an answer. "who does that leave for me to like? perhaps....a drunken idiot that I let sleep in my bed.. or, maybe the guy I've known since I was a little kid but-" "you better not have let anyone else in here.." he growled. "well, that depends on whether I'm-" the damned teasing tone of your voice royally pissed him off. "damnit, woman! what do you want me to say? that I want to be the only one allowed in here? to be the only one allowed to see all your hidden sides, and hold you and ki-" with a jump, Bakugo cut himself off. or..maybe he was still a bit drunk.. you let out a small hum, "or... how about you just be honest with how you feel about me.. you know.. while sober, this time, hmm?" "damnit..." Bakugo grumbled irritably. "I-..." "it's okay, I wanna hear you say it." "fuckin'- FINE. I- I love you, okay?! is that what you wanted??" (-x-) he- he actually said it..! "heh-y-yeah, yeah I'm-..I've wanted to hear those words for so terribly long.." you buried your face into his shoulder as you tried to push back the your years of joy. you failed. "o-oi! what are you crying about? I thought you said you wanted to hear that!" "I-I'm just so happy! last night was the final straw. I'd been trying to get you to notice me for such a long time now, but nothing ever seemed to work so- heh, if things hadn't worked out, I was going to try to move on because you clearly weren't-" "pfft, as if I wouldn't be interested in a woman like you..." he grumbled, putting a hand over yours. "y-you're mine now, g-got it??" you let out a wet laugh, "nothing would make me happier!" "good, now come here. I've wanted to do this for too damn long." he rolled over and pulled you into his arms. "you're all mine, Avatar." then captured your lips with his.

you moaned softly as he touched you. your hands grasping desperately to the volleyball net in front of you. his hands trailed up and down your naked form, using his long, slender fingers to their full extent. "you like it when I touch you, Lin?" Kei whispered, looming over you, "because it certainly sounds like you do." he chuckled, geabbing handfuls of your breasts, squeezing, and massaging them. "KEI! uhhn♪" "ahh.. Lin.." he whispered, suckling on your throat, in the very, very back of your mind, you knew he was going to leave a mark, though it certainly was the first, nor would be the last. it was one of many that littered your quivering body. how had it come to this? it didn't matter. all that mattered was how Kei had decided to test the new mini volleyball net that you'd gotten to- "stay focused, Lin.." your boyfriend growled, halting all movement. "I-I'M HERE! I'M RIGHT HERE!!" you shouted in a panic. "looks like it's holding well, so far." Kei huffed. "y-yeah..uhn♪ please, k-keep moving..." you begged, clinging tighter to the net. he chuckled softly, moving to suck and nibble on lower, now between your neck and shoulder. his hands continued to knead your breasts like rolls of dough. "ohh, Kei..♪ mmmhh♪ yes..!" you loved the feeling of his hands on you. Kei pinches your nipples, and gives them a gentle tug, "sing for me, Pachy...♪" he chuckles, rolling the hardened buds between his fingers. a long, low moan escapes you as he does this. soon, though, one hand leaves to travel southward. his pallm slides flat against your stomach, it's clear he enjoys the way your twitch, and writhe under his touch by the sound of chuckling. "sensitive as ever, my little Pachy..." "Brachiii...♪" you whine, still clinging to the net. his fingers pause briefly just as they hit your southern curls, they scratch the coarse strands of hair before moving on. "you're all mine, Pachy..." Kei breathes hotly, his voice sounding low and seductive. "ahh, I love touching you, making you shiver against me.." "mmmnnh♪ Keiii....♪♪" you whine as one digit slips between your aching, dripping folds. "I love the sound of your voice as you cry out for me, begging me to do more." "NNH♪" a second finger joins the first. "Keii..!" you whine, not caring how lewd you sound as you do. "ahhh♪ please, Kei!" a third finger joins in, and you find your eyes drifting shut, "ohh♪ yes, Kei♪" Kei hums softly, nibbling on your shoulder again, chuckling when it causes you to moan rather loudly. his fingers begin to move. in and out, in and out, their motion quick and deliberate. your back arcs into his chest, and a shiver runs the length of your spine. your hands cling to the net in front of you while your toes curl in, as if attempting to do the same. a loud, feminine whine escapes you during this delightful torture. "NYAAA! NNNNNHH!♪♪" Kei hums softly, moving his way up your throat to nibble just below your ear, "that's it, Lin. scream for me.. for no one else but me.." "KEI!" you cry out eagerly. "AHH- KEI!!♪" your body shivers as he continues to thrust his fingers into your core with one hand while he plays with your breasts with his other. "so- mmhh♪ so good! aahhh!!" you throw your head back, and scream to the heavens as you find your first climax. "mmm...nnnn.." you whine softly in your completion. but in the back of your mind.. you know he's ~far from done~, this was nothing more than a warm up, just a way of getting you properly excited for the main event. Kei places a kiss to the very back of your neck, his way of saying, 'sorry if I get too rough', and stands to his full height instead of leaning over you. a soft whine escapes at the knowledge of what's about to happen. his hands both leave their spots, to instead grip your hips, and within moments, you can feel him, pressing against your core. "are you ready?" it's so sweet how he asks, "y-yeah.." you answer quickly, only to whine loudly when the head pops inside, and moan softly as the rest slowly eases in, gently filling you. it's another one of Kei's unspoken gestures, he's once again apologizing in case he gets lost in the heat and is too rough with you. he slips out to the tip, before plunging inside quickly, earning a loud whine from you, "KEI! AHH♪" you gasp, gripping higher on the net, and clinging to it as Kei readjusts his own grip. "nngh- Lin!" he gasps, you love hearing your own name on his lips, especially when he uses such an enthralled tone. you love the way he fills you up. gods, you just can't get enough! his hands hold you firmly, pulling you hips back to meet his. "ahhh♪ Kei...♪♪ s-so good!" you whine. Kei thrusts into you over and over, speeding up a little with each one, and grunting from behind you occasionally, you love every second of this. his fingers dig into your hips, and you can tell he's getting lost in the motions, but you don't mind, since you're not exactly doing any better. you're just as lost in the moment as he is. your backyard is filled with the erotic sounds of your bodies meeting over and over, mixed with your lewd cries and his grunts. "KEI! KEI, I'M- AHNN♪ s-so good...ohh♪" "well-nggh♪ what are you waiting for? cum for me, let me feel you milk me dry..." he growls, practically pounding you into the net. you like it when he talks dirty to you, and it's clear that he knows it. "cum for me, Lin...♪" he reaches down with one hand to roughly roll your clit between his fingers, "I want to hear that cute, little voice of yours..♪" "I-I-!! oh, gods! K-KE-KKEEEIIII!!!♪♪" you once again throw you head back as you climax with a loud moan. however, Kei doesn't stop, he doesn't even slow down, and the moment your mind registers this, a loud whine breaks free. doing this while your body is running high off your last climax, it's- "NMMMHH!! YES!♪ OH, KEI!♪" you cry out, eager to reach ecstasy once again. he pulls your hips against his roughly, turning every breath you take into a moan, within moments you're at the edge of your third orgasm, but before you can tell him, the last thread holding you together snaps, and you come crashing down with a wild moan. from behind you, you hear a strangled grunt, and feel him pulsate within you. "ahh♪ Kei...please. don't-" a sharp, keening cry cuts off your plea when he meets his end with a long, and gutteral groan, filling you with several hot jets of thick fluid. by the time it's all over, you barely have enough energy to stand. "t-there...I think if it can handle this, it can handle just about anything you throw at it..." Kei snickers, pressing another kiss to your back, just between your shoulder blades. you haven't exactly figured out the meaning behind this gesture, but it's either a thank you, or another apology, not that it really matters, you enjoyed the encounter just as much he did.

Kei Tsukishima walked down the hall with his friend Tadashi Yamaguchi. "tsuki.. I..think there's a girl crying... should we do something?" the nervous male asked, nudging the taller male with his elbow. "I can't think of a reason why I should care about the problems of some random female that I've never met. you can if you want to, but I'm tired from all those 3 on 3's you made me to play with His Majesty and the Shrimp." Tsukishima scoffed dismissively. "heh... yeah, it was fun playing with you though, always is" Yamaguchi laughed awkwardly, "can we at least see what's wrong? I...think it might be (L/n).. though, I'm not entirely sure.." without a word Tsuki's pace quickened just enough for Yamaguchi to notice. when they rounded the corner, they saw that it was indeed who he thought it was. "ah, (L/n)!" Yamaguchi exclaimed, and moved to rush over, only be beaten to it by his taller, blonde friend. (-x-) you had just gotten a text from your mother, she was furious over your poor grades in math, and had told you that if you didn't improve your average to a B+ by the end of the month, you'd lose your phone and pulled out of the volleyball club until you did. it felt like an eternity as you sit there trying to sob as quietly as possible while other students passed you by. no one cared that your life is pretty much over. "I think I can hear a girl crying." "you can check if you want, but I'm tired from all those 3 on 3's you made me play with His Majesty and the Shrimp." "can we at least check it out? I.. think it's (L/n)" you hear a familiar pair of voices amongst the crowd. you hurriedly wipe away the tears and the snot that is bound to be covering your face. oh... you look down, ...and soaked into the front of your skirt, great... you were about to scramble to your feet, but your glasses were all steamed up and grungy from being squished between your legs and the tears that wouldn't stop falling. so it was probably best you stayed on the ground until you'd cleaned them. "oh! it is (L/n), see? I told you it was!" "I-I'm okay! I'm okay!" you call out, and try to smile, but you feel something light fall over your shoulders. "Yamaguchi, go on ahead, I'll talk to you tomorrow." "eh? a-are you sure? I don't mind staying to help.." there's a pause as Tsuki looks over his shoulder at Yamaguchi. "well.. just be careful, it's supposed to rain soon." there's only a small grunt from Tsukishima before he seems to chuckle and leaves. "hey." you looked up, and saw Tsuki crouched beside you, he wasn't wearing his jacket, it- oh.. was that what you felt fall on you? you gathered up the ends of the sleeves, and hugged the material tight. mmm... Tsuki had covered you in his jacket... it..smelled like him.. there was a moment of silence before you felt a large hand patting your head. "you.. look like a mess." he says simply. you let out a weak giggle at his words. despite his callous exterior, you knew he cared. whenever he saw you were sad, he'd come over and drop a piece of candy in your lap; usually (type), and go back to what he was doing; even if anyone called him on it, he would ignore them. "hey. I asked you to look up." Tsuki half barks. when you do, you find your glasses getting plucked from your face. "ah! T-TSUKI! I need those!" "pffft, you couldn't see shit through these.. they're absolutely filthy" he smirks, glancing at you from the side in an incredibly sexy way. AUGH! HE DOES THIS ON PURPOSE!! he has to know the kind of effect he has on you!! it's relatively quiet while Tsukishima cleans your glasses; just the sounds of the few students still at Karasuno for their clubs, and the gentle squeak of him wiping down the lenses. "here." he sighs after a minute, and holds out your glasses. "ah, thank you." you smile and accept them. but you're surprised when instead of handing them over like you were expecting, Tsuki leans over and places them directly your face. he then snickers softly. "what are you laughing at?" you find yourself asking dubiously "nothing. you were just making a stupid face." he lets out a other snicker, and mutters to himself, "it was.. kind of... cute." you don't know if you were meant to hear that or not. but that doesn't matter!! your crush just called you cute! "aww, it's just a shame that you are too grumpy to be cute!" you pinch his cheeks with a wide grin. it's become something of a normal thing for the two of you, it's.. you almost wish you could call it flirting. "tch, believe it or not, I don't want to be considered, 'cute'." Tsukishima scoffed, brushing your hand away. "Yamaguchi would probably yell at me if I let you walk home alone after you were crying like that... so come on." he stands up, and holds out a hand to you, which you happily accept. it feels so big and warm. "don't expect me to do all the work, come on." he gives your clasped hands a tug to pull you to your feet. "do I really need to hold your hand through this? geez." you can only grin up at him challengingly as you fully don his jacket before moving to interlock your fingers with his just to get back at him, and for a moment, his face actually turns a faint shade of red. however, he seems to recover quickly, "hmph! did you think that would bother me? heh!" he grins maliciously. the game continues. it's only been a few minutes into the trip and it's already been a constant back and forth battle between the two of you the entire way; snide comments and borderline flirtatious comebacks when you feel a drop of water hit you. "oh, it's raining?" you muttered, holding your free hand up. "I guess Yamaguchi was right about the rain." Tsuki hummed in acknowledgement and dug around in his bag for a moment, "I knew I packed one just in case..." "YEEP!" you yelped as the sky opened up suddenly, practically drenching both of you in seconds. you let out a squealing laugh as you ran to find cover, pulling the middle blocker along with you. "ahh! EEEE!" "you make the strangest noises" he smirks down at you. "and that includes the-" he words seem to crowd his mouth as a jumbledess escapes for half a moment, he then clears his throat and looks away, "~ahem~ perhaps you should zip up the jacket...you-just- gah. here.. wouldn't want to blind someone." he grumbles and shakes off your hand, using it to zip up his jacket, why'd he- you glance at him, and with a faint gasp, you realize his shirt has gone rather transparent thanks to the rain. you can't take your eyes of him, you can see how his abs- "enjoying the view, little crow?" "YEEP!" you give a startled feminine yelp, oh gods! he totally caught you staring!! aaaauugh...! how humiliating!! "like I said, you make the strangest noises." he snickers, and pats your head teasingly. of course you cross your arms and look away with a childish HMPH! another feminine yelp escapes you as a pair of arms wrap around you from behind, pulling against a firm body, "you know, you're not so much of a crow as you are a little mouse with all those cute, little squeaks you constantly make.. hmph, and if you're not careful, someone will come over and snatch you up." he holds you tight, resting his head on yours, "hmm, it's almost cute how tiny you are.. little Mouse." AH, Tsuki is holding you!! he feels so warm..you feel so safe wrapped up in his long arms.. "Kei.." his name tumbles from your lips, completely unnoticed as you lean against him. "er- right, I should-" he pauses to clear his throat for a moment, and turns away from you to dig in his bag, "I'm glad I brought an umbrella with me just in case, I saw it was a sixty percent chance of rain when I checked the weather this morning." "y-yeah. I forgot mine at home.." you can't help but wrap your arms around yourself, if he knew how much you enjoyed wearing his jacket, Tsuki would probably tease you, or call you a weirdo. it was so much bigger than your own, and you couldn't get enough of it. of course it had nothing to do with the jacket itself. no.. no, it was because it was ~his~ jacket. still lost in your own little world, you pulled the collar up as far as it could go, and breathed in deep, it smelled like fabric softener, ~and Tsukishima~ you loved this smell more than anything else in whole world. you loved that unknown undertone to his scent. was it cologne? body spray? or even just body wash or something? whatever it was, you hoped he never changed it. "hmph, my mom got some new fabric softener, I guess she right about it being an amazing scent." "heh?? what? I-I wasn't doing anything, what are you talking about??" "you mean, you WEREN'T trying to bury your face in my jacket just now?" Tsuki replies, his tone highly amused. "n-no! no, of course not!" you give a laugh, "pah! that's ridiculous!" Tsukishima towers over you, grinning down like the devil himself, "why can't you just be honest, Mouse?" "C-CAN YOU NOT CALL ME A MOUSE? it's not a cute nickname at all" a chuckle resounds beside you, "do you have any better ideas?" at his question, the first thing that pops into your mind is 'how about baby' but, hahaha, no, no of course you can't say that. "well, I-" he just grins, and grabs your hand, "come on, I'm sure you have homework to do." he gives you a playful glare, and tugs you in close, moving to drape a his arm around your waist instead, "can't let you get turned into a drowned rat by the rain, now can I?" you can't really find it in yourself to reply as his masculine scent envelopes you. mixed with that of the rain pouring down around the two of you, it's borderline magical; walking home; your face halfway buried in Tsukishima's side as he keeps you close with an arm loosely wrapped around your waist. neither of you speak for several minutes. the only sounds around you being yours and his footsteps, and the patter of rain hitting the umbrella. it just goes to show, not everything has to be SPECTACULAR AND GRAND to be super memorable. sometimes, it's quiet, little moments like this that mean the most. "you...-" Tsuki begins suddenly as you near your house. "why were you crying?" without meaning to, you heave a large sigh and lean in closer, "my mom...." you start, "she... she's upset over my grades, and told me that if I can't pull them up by the end of the month, I'll lose my phone, and she'll pull me out of volleyball club, but there's no way I can pull up my grades by then! so... I-kind of... broke down." "hmm." is all he replies with. "I-I don't expect you to do anything about it! I'll find a way, I'm not going to leave you guys, even if I have to skip a lot of practices for a tutor... I'll.. figure something out.." ...but how? who would even agree to tutor you on such short notice? "what does she want you to be at?" "..an average of B+" "and where are you at now?" you can't help but flinch, "err...d-a- ...a D.. plus..." again, all Tsuki replies with is a short, "hmm" you're at the front gate now. "I-I'll see you tomorrow, okay?" "hey." he calls out a few moments after you'd gone through it. you look back, and are practically spellbound by his golden gaze, "go to the rooftop during lunch, I don't have a lot of free time, but-...I guess the others would be mad if didn't do anything to help keep you around.." he rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. ..and if you didn't know any better.. you'd even say he was blushing a little. "you-you'd really spend your free time with me?" he gives his usual snide scoff, "that's what I said I'd do, isn't it?" "hmm, yeah.. okay, tomorrow at lunch." you nod with a smile, then rush over and throw your arms around the tall middle blocker, "thank you so much, Tsuki! you're the best!!" and pull him down for a quick peck on the cheek before you can stop yourself. "o-oh! I-..uhh, O-OH RIGHT! I-UH... I-I THINK I HEAR MY MOTHER CALLING FOR ME! SEEYOUTOMORROWTSUKIKAYBYYYEE!" the last sentence comes out in one spastic breath as you run away. you don't dare turn back to see if he's still there. you can't. after running inside, and closing the door, you lean against it with a heavy sigh, oh gods...you just..to Tsukishima! your nerves get the better of you, so you peak out the window a small bit, and gasp, wh-why is he still standing there? he-..almost looks stunned. that's...kind of a cute look on him, honestly.. it takes him a moment longer to snap out of it, and walk away with a shake of his head. -x- the next day, you head up to the roof during lunch for your first tutoring session with Tsuki. you find him sitting on a bench, leaning against the wall, watching the clouds roll by, he doesn't seem to notice you. the sight of him seems to put you under some kind of spell. .. he's...so beautiful.. it's kind of rare to see him look so.. ...serene, you guess was a good word for it. he just looked so peaceful, his golden eyes soft, yet thoughtful, and you found yourself wonder what he was thinking about. it must have been a rather pleasant thought for him to look like that. his short blonde hair moved with the breeze, it looked soft, like the belly of a kitten. for a moment, you wondered what it would feel like to run your fingers through it.. "I wonder... what she thinks of me.." Tsuki sighs under his breath as his eyes drift shut for a moment, "or.. if she does at all.." for a moment, a stupid thought streaks across your mind, like a naked man at a football game. you can't help but take full notice of it. ~it's the perfect time to get back at him for startling you last week~ ..but should you really? he might change his mind about tutoring you.. and you don't want that. although... it's likely you won't ever get a chance like this again.. AUUUGGHH! you sneak up to Tsuki, being careful to make as little noise when placing your lunch on the bench before moving to stand before him. he sits there, his breaths feel deep and even, is...is he asleep? in that moment, you're struck with a new thought. ~wonder what he looks like without his glasses~ you take a moment to calm yourself, and shove the urge to giggle down, ~you need to know~ okay.... okay... you can do this.. you slowly reach out, and grip the outermost edges of his glasses, only to freeze when he gently stirs. a moment passes, ~..okay, in the clear~ you think to yourself, unaware. ever so gently, you lift the corrective lenses from his face. but in the split second he wasn't visible, he'd opened his eyes, and was now grinning at you. "now...." he breathes, his tone sultry and low. but before you can react. he reaches out, catching your wrist before you can escape. "just what were you hoping to accomplish..?" his eyes sparkle dangerously. h-how long had he known you were there??? it feels like time has come to a screeching halt while you seem to forget how to breathe. "well..?" he grins, gently tugging on your wrist, "were you hoping to see a vulnerable me?" "I-" your voice comes out in a high pitched squeak. "so the mouse CAN still speak.." he chuckles teasingly. s-surely he's aware of what he's doing, a-and what it looks like! his hand feels hot against your wrist, his grip firm and solid. you won't be able to break free; and he knows that. but it also feels soft and gentle. he doesn't want to hurt you either. suddenly you feel a tug at your arm, and you're almost nose to nose with him "well, you'll have to do better than that, little mouse." he hums in a low rumble, before kissing the tip of your nose. a bolt of electricity shoots through you from the touch. "urgh! c-can we just get to studying???" he gives a scoff and grins, "don't see why not" ... however neither of you move, and he only grins more, "what are you waiting for? a proper kiss? if you want one all you have to do is ask.." "j-" you take a deep breath, and practically hiss out, "just let go of me." and that's when he taps you on nose, "I already did. so what are you waiting for, hmm?" he- OOUUUGH!! "GAH! THAT WAS A MEAN TRICK, TSUKISHIMA!" you shout, taking a large step away from him. he simply grins at you and holds out a palm, "can I have my glasses back now?" taking a breath to calm yourself, you eye the tall middle blocker, he looks... younger, without his glasses. his eyes soon narrow into a semi-glare, "I can't help you if I can't see. I need my glasses." you decide to do something you've never done before, ~you acted on impulse~ "you know what? you'll have to catch me" -(Tsuki POV)- blinking at the blurry sight of his crush placing his glasses on the very top of her head, Kei Tsukishima couldn't believe what he'd just heard. "catch you?" he parroted in shock "mhm- that's what I said! that was a mean trick you pulled on me!" he watched her grin widely before sprinting off towards the other end of the roof. "why that little... I'm going to catch you, Little Mouse." he chuckled. Tsukishima stood up, and followed after the sound of her footsteps now...where has that little mouse gone..? suddenly he heard a giggle behind him, and more footsteps. how- oh.. this was no mouse.. this was a minx, and one that he was determined to have to himself. looks like he'd have to be just as crafty if he wanted to win.. "she thinks she can outwit me?" he chuckled quietly to himself, and dug out his phone. for once, he was glad that Daichi had insisted that everyone share phone numbers. he scrolled through his contacts and selected the one labeled (L/n) and called it soon a melodic tone rang out. he smirked, and followed it to a secluded corner. ..but his prey was no where in sight. huh? he glanced at the time on his phone, only a few minutes left to lunch now.. tch, what was that little minx- the next thing he knew, a dainty hand was yanking on his arm with surprising force, so he grinned and didn't fight with the direction it wanted him to go in. he was spun around and 'trapped' against a wall. "hmm, well then.. I wasn't expecting you to attack me like that" he chuckled at the woman standing before him, playfully glaring at him. it wasn't a lie, he truly hadn't, but that didn't mean he wasn't ready for a counter attack.. "hah! I'm not just some pretty face." "no.. you certainly are not.." he snickered, waiting for his prey to drop her guard. "and I certainly wouldn't use the words 'pretty' to describe you either" come on.. take the bait.. "wh-what?" there it was! his muscles burst into action like broken springlocks; grabbing and spinning the two around. "no.. I wouldn't use 'pretty' at all.." he whispered, leaning in on a forearm pressed against the wall. -(normal POV)- you couldn't believe he was insulting you like that! he leans in, fully caging you against the stone wall. he looked.. different than usual... ~wild~ almost.. ~excited~ even! "th-...then what would you use?" you gasped. a devilish grin pulled at his lips, "what would I use?" he laughed, "how about 'infuriating'... that feels about right." his grin seems to drop slightly. "are you saying my face bothers you?" a sense of hurt wells up inside you. "hmmm.." he hums softly, leaning in a fraction further, "only because it has infected all my thoughts.. it's a been fight to get any work done lately... and yes, that bothers me." shock washes away the hurt. he-..he can't stop...thinking about you? "what do you mean, 'infected all your thoughts'?" he chuckles, his lips brushing against you ear as he speaks. "exactly as it sounds. even that Buzzhead has noticed and seems to get a kick out of teasing me. but he'll get his in time." but that would mean-.. and with Tanaka also pestering you about liking Tsuki.. it could ONLY mean-... "you..." gasped, putting the pieces together. "mmm..go on, say it.." he hums hotly, though the back of your mind takes note of the subtle hint of fear in his otherwise confident tone. oh gods... could you? "if you can't even try to guess, then I suppose this little game is ov-" "you-" you cut him off, damnit, you need to know... Tsuki hums softly, urging you to finish the sentence, "..feel..." "y-you..." you take a deep breath, and summon up the courage to ask, "do-" you look into his molten golden eyes, only to find yourself transfixed by the emotions hidden within their burning depths. there's so many emotions swirling around, but there's two at the forefront; crushing fear, and burning desire. he...- "you.. like me, d-don't you..?" now it all makes sense.. "you actually-" however, you don't get the chance to finish your sentence as he moves to cup your face in his large palms, quickly pulling you in for a passionate kiss so hot, -it's almost bruising- and it says everything he clearly didn't have the courage to say vocally. you wrap your arms around his shoulders, burying your fingers on his hair. it felt just as soft as you'd hoped it would. it's not so much lightning or fireworks like the movies always describe it as.. it's more like several million butterflies filling up your body, all fighting to escape at once. and-...oh, gods, you can't get enough of it..! a long low groan escapes the both you simultaneously, muffled only by each other's lips. ~tsp~ .... "f-for the uhm...the record... I uh-.." you laugh awkwardly as you catch your breath. "I- I like you too.. more- more than 'like' actually, heh, I-.." "I love you.." you both whisper in unison. "pfft, idiot.. you're stuck with me now, you know that right?" he chuckles, wrapping an around your waist, holding you tight. "though...I guess it's not too bad.." -x- "KEI!" you shouted, running up to your boyfriend. "KEI! GUESS WHAT!! GUESS WHAT!" he looks up from his textbook and snickers, "what happened? did you see someone walking a puppy past the front gate?" you falter instantly. "-...w-...well.. y-yes..looked like a big ball of fluff, er- I-" shaking the thought away, you slap a sheet a paper on his desk, "BUT THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT! LOOK!!" he quietly picks it up, and skims over it's contents. "you managed to escape your mother's wrath.." he grins, turning you to mush. "only thanks to you. you saved me." "well, the others would have never shut up if I let you get pulled out." he dismisses your praise with a wave of the hand. although, you can still tell he's proud of you by the way he grins at you like he's told a mean joke. gods, you love this jerk..

~dingding-ding-ding~ ~dingdingding~ "I'm coming! I'm coming!" you call out with a laugh as you rush over to your window where a black cat is sitting, repeatedly pressing the little desk bell you had placed there. he had something in his maw, and you can only guess who keeps sending him with these cute little crocheted gifts. you open the window and he gives you a happy meow, depositing your new gift on your bed as you open your bag of cat treats. you set the tiny handful in the dish on the other side of your windowsill, he gives another happy meow, and eats his reward for his delivery service. you pick up your new gift and inspect it. it appears to be a hair pin in the shape of a snap dragon blossom, oh..how cute. it's really well made, just like your other crocheted gifts, "I wonder who keeps making these, and why send them to me through you, Koda?" you had learned his name a while back thanks to his collar. "MAOW!" the cat replies, hopping down onto your bed, and curling up next to you. he's probably waiting for you to send him off with a note of thanks as you usually do. you give Koda a few pats on the head, and a couple more treats to munch on while you write your note. when you're done, you fold it up, and hand it to Koda. he gently takes the paper, hops up onto your windowsill and out into the world to return to your secret admirer. (-Shinso POV-) I sent Koda off with a hair pin, then watched him trot down the street, and around the corner. I can't help but heave a sigh, gods, I hope she likes it. I think I'll start calling her snap dragon if I ever send a note with my little gifts. my heart is pounding as I wait for him to return, and after what feels like hours, he finally does. he drops a note in my lap, and I hurriedly open it. dear secret admirer, thank you for your latest gift, I have a new desk bell on my windowsill for Koda to ring, he figured it out pretty fast. I really like this pin, and if you go to UA too, maybe you'll see me wearing it. thank you

golden eyes that never left her form for very long. a teasing grin that showed a peek of fangs that could pierce and rip flesh with ease. a patient and calculating mind. Sesshomaru just couldn't take his eyes off her, she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. he watched as she excitedly went around the kitchen, he hadn't expected her to respond the way she had. he was centuries old, and yet she constantly surprised him, not that he truly minded of course, she was incredible, and truly one of a kind. but most importantly.. "Sesshomaru!!" her lovely voice called out to him with a slight level of annoyance, "come on! you have to pick a flavor for your birthday cake!" he only hummed with amusement, but most importantly.. she was all his. "mate, I told you, I have no need of a celebration of my birth every year, I am centuries old, and I will continue to live for centuries more." "n'aaaw" she groaned, puffing out her cheeks adorably, of course he would give in, he almost always did with her, she was the only one that had any sort of control over him. he let her have her way near constantly, he just couldn't help himself, she so pure hearted, so kind, and loving of everyone around her. he would give in...but that didn't mean he would be submissive to her, no.. he just found her reactions to be irresistible, the way she puffed up her cheeks when irritated, or how her face would light up when happy, how she couldn't keep herself still when excited. he loved how her mood affected her scent. "SESSHOMARUUUU!" she whined, "come ooonn! pick something!" he smiled faintly, he loved how she cared for others far above herself, but also made sure she was taken care of. "hmm." he hummed, and smoothly strode from the barstool at which he'd been sitting, around the island and caged his mate in amidst her cooking supplies. "you are so insistent on me having a cake..." he purred, planting several kisses along her neck. "but I'd still rather eat you.." he loved the way he affected her, how any sort dirty comment had her red in the face, but she still enjoyed the occasional topping of him, of course he allowed it, she looked radiant no matter what she did or wore, (especially if it was nothing at all) he watched with rapt attention as she shifted nervously. "so...will you still demand me to choose?" she swallowed hard, "yo-you did this last year! and the year before that!!" she whined. "mmm..and I will certainly do so next year, along with each of the years afterwards as well..." he hummed playfully. "what do you say?" "f-fine..." she groaned, "but I'm still making you a cake." "perhaps I could lick the batter off you this year.." he whispered in a sultry tone. he could hear how her heart rate increased a little "well, I-.." she stammered cutely before grumbling, "f-fine! but I get to do the same to you!" Sesshomaru stole a sweet kiss, and chuckled amusedly, "I wouldn't have it any other way.."

over the course of the past two weeks, Grimmjow's mate has been increasingly....strange; not herself. "what's with you lately?" he asked suddenly as the two sat on his couch, watching some random TV show, he wasn't actually paying attention to what was chosen. "it's nothing, Grimmjow.. don't worry, I'm okay." "..yeah? well, your spiritual pressure and your scent both say otherwise. do you need a fight?" he watched her pull her legs up, and curl into a ball. she laughed weakly. "no, I- I- don't feel like getting into the first aid box again. we should save it for when you get into it with Ichigo again." "tch, you think that Soul Reaper can hurt me?" he glowered. "he did last time you two fought. you came home with a gash in your face." he watched her reach up, and tenderly trace a thumb over his right cheek, ~right where his hollow mask used to be~. "have you already forgotten how much of a fuss you made over the disinfectant spray?" she laughed quietly -almost ~weakly~- at the memory. "tch." he growled, turning away from her touch. "what about you? last time you came home, you were littered with a shit ton of tiny cuts, and refused to even let me put a bandaid on a single one'uvvem." he didn't want to admit it...but he was getting concerned. his mate wasn't like this. she wasn't-....~weak~. she was strong, no matter what. she was spitfire, and had a mouth just as foul as his. not to mention she came to close to beating him last time they sparred. "it's nothing, babe. really. can we just-.." she trailed off, leaning against him. he hummed softly. she'd been doing this odd behavior more and more lately. he only allowed it cause if he refused, she'd just straight up leave the room, and wouldn't come back until it was time for dinner.. he wasn't sure why, but he didn't like that. "tch, yeah, yeah..come here." he grumbled, pulling her close. he didn't want to admit it. but-...it wasn't so bad..he was getting used to it- this whole, ~affection~ thing, as Ulquiorra had tiredly explained it to him the other day. the bat's woman had nearly shouted his head off saying even though she was a fighter, (F/n) was still a woman, and that women needed a loving touch at least once a day, though, he suspected the red-head was over-exaggerating the matter. he watched as his mate let out a sigh, and huddle close to him, putting her head on his shoulder, and her hand over his heart. was the beat of it something she wanted to feel? he had no idea. but it was far easier to deal with than her sulking over him denying her his touch. "you're...so warm.." she muttered softly, it was more of a whisper, actually. "well, us cats tend to be hot blooded." he replyed offhandedly, dismissing the comment on instinct. "yeah? then how come you used to be a little cold as an arrancar?" eh? "well- how should I know? you're the only one to have ever given a damn about my body temperature! I mean ..that creepy bastard, Szayel Aporro, tried to do tests on me, but there was no way I was gonna let 'im touch me." "but you let ME touch you." she said, looking up at him. "tch! y-yeah! well-" Grimmjow flinched, "you're not like that freak. you're my mate." he muttered. geez, what's with all this embarrassing shit lately? "yeah.." disappointment. ..why did he smell such a bitter scent on her? was that not what she'd wanted to hear? "what? were you looking for a different response?" this time she was the one to jump slightly. it was incredibly minute, and he might not have noticed if she hadn't been up against him so closely. "no-no.. I-" "oi, don't lie to me. you jumped, which means I was right. what I don't get- is why you're hiding it. what's up with you? you've been like this for over two weeks now, and I wanna know what's going on." he could only growl slightly as she let out a bitter laugh. "and to make it worse, when I try to fix the problem, you brush me off, telling me, ~it's nothing, Grimmjow. don't worry about it, Grimmjow, I'm fine~. but you're NOT FINE. you ain't acting like yourself. we haven't screwed in almost a month now! but- gah.. that's not the issue, and I know it isn't, but it does piss me off, cause wanna feel you and- -er-!!! TCH! DAMNIT, WOMAN, WHY CAN'T YOU JUST TELL ME WHAT'S BOTHERING YOU SO DAMN MUCH?" -x- you sat there as he exploded on you. he was right...you haven't felt up to more than the most basic necessities lately. maybe you'd been subconsciously hoping he'd just figure it out? that was ridiculous, this was GRIMMJOW, of course he needed it spelled out for him. he was a lughead, and didn't understand ~finesse~ nor a woman's mind. you could feel the way he stiffened up for a moment, "...come on, say something at least. don't just let me shout in your face and take it without a fight... that's not you.. that's-..." he let out loud, and long sigh. "that's it, ain't it?... you're mad at me over something." "WHAT? N-NO! NO, OF COURSE NOT! I LOVE YOU, GRIMMJOW!" he cracked a small grin, and scoffed, "about time you said something. I may be The King, but-..." he suddenly lifted you up, before depositing you on his lap, "look. I know I suck ass at talking through shit, I'm trying okay? I'm used to just solving my problems by beating them into submission.." you couldn't help but giggle softly, recalling the day you'd met him. "until one of those problems refused to submit.." "even after you were broken, and bloody you still kept coming, it pissed me off. why were you so stubborn? and why couldn't I stop thinking about you afterwards? hmph- you'd weasled your way into my cold, dead heart." you cut him off with a boisterous laugh, "I prefer to say I brought you back to life." this, as it always did, pulled a loud snicker from him, "I certainly hope you don't plan on saying that at that stupid wedding you keep saying you wanna have." you laughed softly. he wasn't saying he ~didn't want to be married~. it was a skill you'd quickly realized you had to learn; how read between the lines with what Grimmjow said and did. "hmm, maybe.. as long as you don't say you have a ~cold, dead heart~ then I won't need to." he lets out a loud snicker, and a broad, fanged grin. "ah, there's the woman I fell for." you weren't expecting him to be so upfront about that! "what? didn't think I was capable of saying something like that?" he leans in, close enough to kiss you, before sighing, and pressing his forehead against yours. he closes his ocean blue eyes and lets a another breath, this one though, was decidedly more of a disgruntled huff. "....damnit." Grimmjow growled under his breath, you wouldn't have heard the words if he wasn't so close. "so that's what the bat meant the other day... can't believe he was actually right.." you open your mouth to ask what he means when Grimmjow cups your cheeks so tenderly that you'd have thought it was another man touching you had he not been right in front of you. "I know I don't say it enough. so-...so you damn well better listen up, cause I ain't saying all this again." the only thing your flustered mind could conjure up for a response was a stammered, "ye-yea-ah?" he sits there, quietly, for a moment, before taking a deep breath and opening his eyes, freezing you in place with a steady glare. "I-you're my mate, and- and I-..... I was wrong to just assume that it'd be enough to just say only that.. you're not me. you're...-you're only human, so I have to be more upfront with-..with ~f-feelings~ and shit. so-" he pulls you in, crushing his lips against yours. the both of you groan softly at the long-missed sensation. "I love you, okay? I love you and I don't wanna lose you. so can you ~PLEASE~ just tell me what the fuck is bothering you?" he glares at you with a faint look of hurt in his eyes. this was more than enough to break the walls you'd built around yourself- now lying smashed to useless rubble at your feet- "OH, GRIMMJOW!" you wailed, throwing your arms around him. "H-HEY!! C-COME ON, I KNOW I TOLD YOU TO-" "I'm sorry, Grimmjow... I'm sorry that I've been so distant, but still so needy, and-... oh, but I-..I was just scared. I- I was was afraid that you didn't really need me. that I was just a pawn to you and that I was-" "TCH, idiot.. of course I fuckin' need you." he growled, holding you tight. "look... I know I'm a pain the ass, and I know I'm hard headed, and stubborn, and maybe I'm a little too rough with you sometimes..." he angles your face in for a gentle, tender kiss- something you didn't know he was capable of.. "but-...but I still need you... without you around...I could revert back into a hollow." "hmm.. still sounds pretty selfish, you know.." you tease, grinning the most sarcastic, playful grin you have. thankfully, he catches on quickly, and snickers softly, "yeah, guess it is. but I can't let you go off, and smooch some other guy. you're MY kitten, and mine alone. you understand me?" he readjusts his grip on your face, but is still careful to not use too much force. looks like he's really making an effort to be gentle today. "besides... it could be several hundred lifetimes before find someone even half as amazing as you, and I don't feel like waiting for that to happen.. not when you're right in front of me...~so, we'll get married, like you want, and I'll get to screw your brains out AT LEAST once a week, deal?" "hmmmm.. on one condition.." he grins, and snickers, "yeah? what's that?" "that we TALK through things, BOTH OF US. we can't live just assuming the other knows how we feel. the words need to be said. I think maybe once also a week should be enough for now." "pfft.. ~for now~ the woman says.." he grumbles with a laugh. "insatiable beast.." "take it over leave it." "ahh... you drive a hard bargain.. but I guess I got no other choice.. I can't live without you anymore....so fine.. I'll make an effort to say your stupid, sappy words.." Grimmjow shakes his head with a laugh. "thank you.." you smile and snuggle against him.