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ymiwritesstuff · 1 year

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A Heart of Gold

Here is the Kiryu fic!! It came out a bit differently than I originally intended but you know what that's fine lol. I also found getting his personality right a bit challenging but I hope I at least somewhat managed to capture his vibe!! Please enjoy!

Yakuza Kiwami 2

Kazuma Kiryu x Reader

Summary: A year has passed, and the dark memories remain, but waking up next to him has never felt so right.

Notes: Takes place before the events of the game, vague spoilers for Kiwami 1 (nothing specific, just mentions of loss etc), Fluff, Suggestive themes towards the end!

Also posted on AO3!

The soft, comforting sheets shifted below you as you moved, your limbs moving on instinct to bless you with the sensation of a good morning's stretch. Your bare feet stuck out from under the blanket and your mouth opened wide for a yawn. It had been a good night, the best in a while, as the relief of knowing that you wouldn’t have to do anything of importance the next day melted all your tension away. And it was even better when you woke up next to him.

The right side of the bed was rarely empty, as life had gotten relatively normal recently. Though the events that occurred a year ago still lingered in the air and in the minds of those involved, you were sure everyone appreciated the tranquility that followed. Especially him.

You slowly turned to him and smiled to yourself softly. There he was, eyes closed, the usual creases between his eyebrows gone, and his mouth slightly agape as he breathed. You had only recently started seeing him like this, sleeping so soundly without worry. It brought you some peace of mind. After all that had happened, after everything he had lost, he deserved it.

No matter how many times you woke up next to him, you were always entranced by his features, especially when he looked so at peace like this. You were certain that the nightmares still haunted him, and they probably would continue doing so for years to come, but the sight of him sleeping next to you in serenity at least told you that he felt safe enough to let his guard down with you. That alone made you the happiest person in Japan.

His face was so enticing, you couldn’t help but place your hand on his cheek and continue looking at him fondly. Kiryu barely shifted at your action, too absorbed in his dream. Your eyes ran over the details of his handsome face. He looked as stoic as ever, save for the tiniest twitch of his eyebrows every now and then. His breathing was steady and quiet, and thin strands of dark hair kissed his forehead. You smiled to yourself once again.

He was quite adorable.

Caressing your thumb along his cheek, you spoke gently: “Kazuma.” No response.

You withheld a laugh. In a way, it felt rude to wake him up from his peaceful slumber, but you also wanted to see his dark eyes looking at you with the adoration you had come to love almost as much as the man himself. So you tried again:

“Kazumaa…” You drawled at him again, adding some melody to your quiet voice. His closed eyes twitched slightly, but they did not yet open. You pouted and moved closer, curling some of your fingers behind his neck, the tips making contact with the short strands of his hair.

You found yourself smiling more as you heard him groan softly, finally responding to your voice. He shifted, readjusting his position slightly, but his eyes remained closed. In fact, you thought you noticed him squeezing them shut even further as he sunk deeper into the pillow.

Instinctively, though rather lazily, Kiryu put one of his strong arms around you in a way you were familiar with. It gave you the opportunity to shuffle even closer to him, to the point where your noses were almost touching.

It felt special to have him so close to you. You could see how he relaxed his otherwise tense muscles became around you, and how your presence brought him the comfort he most certainly needed. He was always on edge, for reasons that had become clear to you over time, and had to maintain that Dragon of Dojima spirit he had become so renowned for. It was a part of him, yes, but you had always felt like perhaps he never expected or asked for such a title.

To you, however, he was just Kazuma Kiryu. A man with a heart of gold that you’d do anything for. If only he knew how lucky you felt.

Fueled by your thoughts of affection, you pressed your lips to his in a kiss so chaste and faint, it left you wondering if you should have been more daring with it as when you went to pull away, you already missed his lips.

Kiryu’s hold on you tightened, and all doubt in your mind of him still being asleep got washed away when he rolled onto his back, effortlessly laying you on his chest. His arms were securely wrapped around your form and finally, his eyes fluttered open. Your hands quickly found his face again.

“Good morning, handsome.”

Kiryu’s lips twitched slightly upward at your greeting, one of his hands sliding to the small of your back. “Good morning.”

God, you loved that deep voice of his, even more so when the raspiness of the morning accompanied it. You couldn’t resist the urge to kiss him again, and he returned it in the way you were used to.

Pressing your ear against his chest, you listened to his steady heartbeat and traced his arm and shoulder with your digits. His gentle hand rubbed your back in the most comforting way.

“How did you sleep?” You asked. It had become somewhat of a habit of yours, especially after the times his sleep was plagued by nightmares. He rarely told you about them, but you always knew.

“Good. I slept good,” he replied, briefly glancing at the time and quirking one of his eyebrows. “Don’t you have work today?”

You shook your head against his chest before lifting it up to meet his warm gaze with your own. “I have the day off,” you announced, to which Kiryu let the faintest chuckle of what to you sounded almost like relief.

“That’s good to hear.” His brown eyes softened as he looked at you, his comforting touch at your back almost lulling you back to sleep. You took in the kind glow in his irises, wondering how they could ever be used to scare street thugs away. You of course had seen how he used his stern scowl to fend off attackers, and it made you appreciate moments like these even more.

“We can do anything we want, Kazuma,” you said with a small giggle, bringing your hands to his perfectly sculpted shoulders, and thinking of all the possible things you could spend the day doing.

Kiryu’s eyes wandered to the door at the other end of the room, eyebrows frowning the tiniest amount as if he were buried in his thoughts for a brief moment. “Do you think…” He began, quickly drifting his eyes towards you again. “...Haruka is still asleep?”

Oh?

Your eyes widened slightly at his somewhat out-of-the-blue question and the twinge of warmth on his face told you more than words ever could. That was quite bold, for him anyway.

With a small grin, you turned your head towards the door, his question and the implications behind it echoing in your head loudly. You giggled to yourself as your thoughts traveled farther than you should have allowed them to. With a playful sparkle in your eyes, you looked at him as you dawned on an idea.

“Shower?”

Kiryu looked at you for a moment, seemingly surprised at your proposal, but his expression quickly melted, and he gave you a firm nod, before lifting the blanket off the both of you. Your hands lingered on his chest as you raised yourself from the comfort it had given you.

As you got up, Kiryu held your hand, as he so often did. It was one of those little habits of his own. And you adored it. He was not the best with his words when it came to affection, but the small physical things he did told you all you needed to know. He held your hand when you walked, played with your hair when you cuddled, had his protective arms around you when you cried, and held you close when you slept.

All of that and more was the reason you loved him so.

Whilst he led you to the bathroom by your hand, your eyes fixated on his irezumi that beautifully adorned his back. The way the ink twisted and distorted with the flow of his muscles as he walked was almost hypnotizing, it was impossible to look away. The dragon that watched his back was stunning, the intricate details always blew you away and pulled you back in. And the fact that such fierce imagery was carried by the most kind-hearted and loving man you had ever met gave it an all-new meaning in your mind.

You could stare at it for hours.

Kiryu flinched ever so slightly when he felt your hand on his back, and as he turned to you at speeds fueled by sudden surprise, you immediately retreated your hand and gave him an apologetic look.

“Sorry.” You hadn’t meant to startle him in the slightest, you had just been so absorbed in your thoughts that you let your muscles move on their own. “It’s just… So beautiful,” you concluded, keeping your eyes on the image at his back.

Kiryu let out a brief chuckle, your words sticking to him like tar. It was not the first time you had expressed your adoration for his irezumi, but every time, he felt a tingle in his core.

“It’s not the only beautiful thing here.”

You couldn’t help but let out a small laugh at his reply. It was very… Him. Traditional, maybe a little cheesy, but oh so endearing. You never got tired of it.

With warmth on your cheeks, you spoke:

“Very smooth, Kaz,” you teased and your free hand found his chest again. “You’re getting better at this.”

Kiryu huffed and rolled his eyes softly, chiding himself for forgetting how much you enjoyed toying with him like this. Despite his outward reaction though, he found it charming.

“Thank you for your input.” The sarcasm and humor in his voice weren’t lost on you, and you found yourself laughing once more as he opened the bathroom door. Though you couldn’t see it, he was smiling as well, thanks to the pleasant sound that was your laughter.

His hand finally left yours as you closed the door behind you, eager to start the day in the right way with him. Probable ulterior motives aside, you really did only crave a shower, but you were glad that he was willing to join you.

You walked up to him again, eyes locking with his. Kiryu held onto your waist, while your hands were on his broad shoulders. No words were exchanged, nor did they need to. You could spend hours just looking into his eyes that had seen so much. Too much, even.

The pain was not fully gone, you surmised, and you didn’t expect it to be so for a long time. You were however proud of how far he had come. He had lost so much, but he pulled himself up and tried to make things right for Haruka and you despite everything. It was admirable, but you also wanted him to know that you were willing to share some of that burden with him.

You were sure he knew this and saw it in your efforts. He was an observant man, after all.

Kiryu loosened his hold and glanced at the shower behind him. “Shall we?” You smiled and nodded.

Before he had time to do anything else though, you brought your lips to his ear, sending shivers down his spine with your whispers:

“Remember Kazuma,” your fingers lightly traced the muscles on his shoulders and neck.

“We have time.”

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serene-faerie · 10 months

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RGG/Middle Earth Ficlet 2 ("Beneath the Starlight")

Months ago, I wrote an RGG/Middle Earth ficlet with Nishiki as an elf prince. Now, after months of ruminating and chatting with @saniremon (another RGG/Tolkien fan), I created a new one-- this time featuring Kiryu as a human ranger/heir of Gondor (aka, Aragorn), and Kaoru as a Silvan elf in Mirkwood (a mix of Tauriel and Arwen).

@saniremon @majimemegoro @unhingedselfships This one's for you guys <3 I hope you like it!

(Sindarin Elvish translations:

"Daro" = "Halt"

"Êl síla erin lû e-govaned vîn" = "A star shines upon our meeting"

"Ech pengor vaen ar maecheneb" = "You are an archer skilled and sharp-eyed"

"Veleth chîn thilia mi chinech" = "Your love glitters in your eyes"

"Gerich veleth nín" = "You have my love")

The Woodland Realm was eerily quiet.

This did nothing to ease Kazuma Kiryu, who kept one hand at the hilt of his sword as he trekked through the thick green forest. His senses were on high alert, and he kept a close watch for orcs or giant spiders– just in case.

Once, this had been a great, beautiful kingdom of elves. Kiryu had heard many stories about Mirkwood’s prosperity from Lord Tetsu Tachibana, and he couldn’t help the pang of sadness as he looked around at the trees. What he wouldn’t give to have seen this kingdom at the height of its greatness, when the elves and dwarves were still close friends.

But alas, those days were over. The Silvan elves were as reclusive as ever, and the hostility between them and the dwarves had only grown in these past years. The dangers in the Woodland Realm were getting stronger, and from what Kiryu had heard, Elvenking Yoshitaka Mine had become even more reclusive to the outside world.

As the heir to the throne of Gondor, Kiryu was already on good terms with most of the elves. He had the friendship of Lord Tachibana, and the trust of Lady Seong-hui, but Elvenking Mine still remained mistrustful of him.

The path to the Enchanted River was strangely silent. For once, Kiryu didn’t encounter many orcs or spiders that were trying to kill him. Kiryu wasn’t sure if he should be relieved, but he kept his guard up nonetheless.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of rustling leaves from his left. Kiryu’s hand went straight to his sword hilt, but before he could even blink, an arrow appeared right in front of him, pointed straight at his nose. And pointing the arrow at his face was a very familiar she-elf.

“Daro!” She ordered sternly.

Kiryu slowly raised his arms, unable to hide his smile at the elf.

“You haven’t changed at all, Kaoru,” he said. “Is that how you always greet travelers through the Woodland Realm?”

Kaoru Sayama, head of the Woodland Guard, immediately lowered her bow. The sharpness in her dark-brown eyes faded into something gentler as she smiled, and it made her even lovelier.

“Êl síla erin lû e-govaned vîn,” Kaoru said warmly, circling her arms around him in a warm embrace. “I’ve been waiting to see you again, Kazuma.”

Kiryu returned the embrace with a smile. “Ech pengor vaen ar maecheneb,” he greeted, seamlessly switching to Sindarin. “It’s good to see you again, Kaoru.”

He pulled back to look at his betrothed and appreciate her beauty. Like many other Silvan elves, Kaoru’s pointed ears had a slight curve to them. Her face had a smoothness like all elves, but there was also a unique sharpness to her features that made her even more pleasing to the eyes. And with her neat hunting greens and her pin-straight hair neatly brushed out of her face, she looked as regal as ever.

“And what brings the heir to Gondor into Mirkwood at this hour?” Kaoru asked with a teasing lilt in her voice.

“I only hoped to see you again,” Kiryu said to her. “It has been far too long since we last met.”

Kaoru smiled warmly. “You must be weary from your travels,” she said. “Come, Kazuma. Let me take you to the Elvenking’s Halls.”

Not one to refuse an elf’s hospitality, Kiryu immediately obeyed.

“The woods have been quiet lately. Hardly any orcs or spiders showed their faces,” Kiryu remarked as he followed Kaoru. “You must have been busy.”

“That I have.” Kaoru’s smile was sad. “We may have triumphed over the orcs, but it is only a matter of time before their shadow returns. The forest is safe for now, but it won’t be long before the orcs are back. But the Elvenking won’t even consider calling for aid from Lady Seong-hui or Lord Tachibana.”

Kiryu frowned. “Has he become more reclusive?”

“Yes, and he has grown more distrustful towards outsiders, especially Men.”

“I see…”

After a moment’s pause, Kaoru changed the subject. “Did you ever meet the Rangers of Ithilien during your travels?” she asked, eyes filled with hope.

From any other elf, it would be an innocent question. But Kiryu could hear the other question hidden within.

“We met them a few times, yes,” Kiryu answered. “Ryuji is doing well.”

“I haven’t seen my brother in ages,” Kaoru said wistfully. “When you see him again, please tell him that he will always be welcome in the Elvenking’s hall.”

“I will,” Kiryu promised.

Unlike Kaoru, her older stepbrother wasn’t a full-blooded elf. Ryuji Goda was actually half-elven, though he’d chosen to be counted among the race of Men instead of the elves. Kiryu was fully aware of this, though it made him sad that Ryuji didn’t try to visit his younger sister more. It wasn’t as though Ryuji didn’t love his little stepsister– however, he’d said something about ‘not belonging among the elves’ as an explanation for not visiting.

Kiryu only hoped that Ryuji would eventually try to visit Mirkwood– if only for Kaoru’s sake.

After a short while, they reached the gate of the Elvenking’s Halls. The guards outside were quick to welcome Kiryu, and they immediately opened the gates to let them both inside.

Kiryu had visited the Elvenking’s Halls many times before, but its beauty never failed to take his breath away. With towering archways made of wood, intricate gold gilding the columns, and shafts of sunlight shining down into the caves, the halls had an earthiness that set it apart from Lothlórien and Rivendell.

The Elvenking’s servants and officials were quick to welcome Kiryu into the halls. The same could not be said for Elvenking Yoshitaka Mine. He gave Kiryu a brusque welcome, then ordered his servants to prepare a chamber for his stay, then ordered them both to leave him be. Indeed, he’d gotten even more reclusive since the last time Kiryu had visited.

But despite the king’s chilly welcome, the warm hospitality of the other Mirkwood elves more than made up for it.

“It’s good to see you again, Kazuma Kiryu,” greeted Yuya, one of the elven guards. “Your presence has brought much needed cheer to these halls.”

“Mae govannen, Yuya,” Kiryu greeted him. “It’s good to be back here.”

“You should join us for dinner tonight,” spoke Kazuki, another guard. “The captain has been waiting to dine with you for months.”

Kiryu smiled. “So I’ve heard.”

“Come, Kiryu!” Yuya clasped his shoulder with an amiable smile. “Let us enjoy dinner together!”

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Hours later, after a wonderful supper, Kiryu found himself in a secluded rock garden beneath a large opening to the starry night sky. White flowers blossomed around him, their sweet fragrance lingering in the air as a small stream snaked through the grass. It wasn’t as spectacular as the gardens in Lothlórien or Rivendell, but it was beautiful all the same.

It also helped that it was his favorite meeting spot– and Kaoru’s, too.

Kaoru had changed from her hunting greens into a simple, forest-green gown embroidered with simple patterns along the neckline and hem. And around her neck, she wore a golden chain with a star-shaped pendant hanging from it.

“Do you remember the night we first met?” Kaoru reminisced softly, taking Kiryu’s hands into her own. “I mistook you for an orc and nearly riddled you with my arrows.”

Kiryu smiled fondly. Oh, he wouldn’t forget that first meeting— especially the mortified apology she gave him after learning that he wasn’t an orc or mere thief.

“You were a vision,” he remembered. “The forest was so quiet, and the skies so clear. There were so many stars that night. I thought I was seeing the Queen of the Valar herself.”

A faint blush dusted Kaoru’s cheeks. Kiryu gently cupped her cheek in his palm.

“You brought me here many years ago– during the Feast of Starlight,” he recalled, remembering that beautiful night. “You told me how you always loved the light of the stars. And it was that same night when I fell for you.”

“Yes… and it was that same night when you opened your heart to me, and I knew at that moment that you were my other half.” Kaoru rested her hand over his. “Your time will come one day, meleth nîn. You will face the same evil as Gondor’s heir, and you will defeat it. And when that time comes, I will be by your side.”

Kiryu looked down. He didn't like to think of his responsibilities. Truth be told, he still didn't feel worthy of being the heir to Gondor. He knew that he would have to accept this duty one day, but it was a daunting thought.

So he pushed it out of his head for now.

“Your faith in me is so strong, Kaoru,” Kiryu murmured, leaning closer to her. “Veleth chîn thilia mi chinech.”

Kaoru’s eyelids lowered, and she leaned even closer. “Gerich veleth nín, Kazuma,” she whispered. “For now, and for eternity.”

Their lips met. And for the first time in months, Kiryu was at peace. He didn't think about being the heir to Gondor, about facing evil in the future.

For now, he kissed Kaoru beneath the stars, and let the rest of the world fall away.

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