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iicheeze · 2 years

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𝐏𝐎𝐕: 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑.

Inspired by the song; It's Not Like I Like You.

Childe or Tartaglia X Tsundere Gender Neutral Reader | High School AU

a/n: SORRY FOR EVERYONE WHO TOLD ME A MISTAKE I MADE HERE I WAS HALF ASLEEP AND I DIDN'T KNOW 😭 THANK YOU FOR TELLING ME THO

It all started when your second year of high school started. You expected another normal high school year. Just much more difficult lessons and possibly new students and teachers. It's not like you're gonna need to pay attention to their names or whatever.

Until that new kouhai (underclassmen) from Snezhnaya High moved to Liyue High. The very same high school you attend. Of course, you were planning to just ignore him and just focus on your academics and friends.

Until he confessed to you.

Out of nowhere.

In the middle of a bustling hallway.

In front of everyone.

“ You're absolutely beautiful.. Be my lover? ” He crouched with one knee, kissing your hand.

“ HELL NO!!! WHO EVEN ARE YOU?? ”

Ever since that encounter, he's been courting you in any possible moment. He'll find you during lunch time, class breaks, mornings before the school starts, even after school!!

“ You look great today, senpai! However, it'd look better with me beside you. ” “ Shut up!! ”

“ Do you wanna eat lunch together, senpai? I can feed you and maybe you can feed me as well! ” “ No way in hell I will!! ”

“ Senpai.. I might need tutoring in History. Can you teach me?? ” “ I'm busy!! ” “ But I just heard that you're free this weekend- ” “ Shut up!! ”

He flirts with you, talks to you, and even asks for tutoring every now and then, only for you to harshly reject him.

Of course, a lot of girls bash you for this. Calling you unpleasant nicknames, making up rumors about you which is obviously isn't true, and even push you to lockers. That's the least of your concerns, though.

It's the ginger's fault!! Ever since he came into your life, it's been disastrous like there's no tomorrow!

You hate every second of interacting with him. You hate everytime he talks to you. You hate everytime he sometimes helps you with your problems. You hate how he flirts with you, pointing out the little things about you that you've never paid any attention to. You hate how he makes you feel accompanied. You hate how he makes you feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside. You hate how he was always there for you, even in unwanted times.

Wait a minute.

No way.

Are you falling for him?!

No way! You refuse! There's no way you're falling in love with that stupid kouhai of yours!!

Plus, you know how the other girls look at him. He's probably a playboy, anyways. Yet, you can't help but feel a thousand arrows going through your heart when you thought about what he could be doing with the others.

He could treat others the same as you. There's no way he fell in love with first sight. It has to be a trick of some sort.

You refuse to acknowledge that you're in love with that stupid ginger.

This is probably just a puppy crush. That's right! It's probably just a small crush. It'll pass soon. You don't actually like like him! Bleh. Love. It's not like you have time for it anyways!

It was just another day in Liyue High. As your English lesson teacher, Ms. Lisa, left the classroom. You knew it was a break between lessons. As you then expected your stupid kouhai coming through the sliding door.

Yet, he wasn't there. His bright ginger hair is nowhere to be seen. Nor is his signature smile. Surely he's just late, right?

But no. Your biology teacher came as 10 minutes had already passed, with your kouhai nowhere to be seen. Wait a minute, why are you expecting him in the first place?!?! Stupid [Name].

Time passed by like a snail trying to win a race with a turtle. It felt slow, and unmoving. Usually it passes by like a breeze. Is it because your mind is always occupied with Tartaglia's annoyingness? Tch. Whatever. He's probably just pranking you. Take your mind off of him, goddammit!

But then another day came, and another, and another. Yet Tartaglia was nowhere to be seen. You even took the time to go to his classroom! But his seat was empty. Confused, you asked one of his classmates.

“ Oh, Childe's sick. I heard he got a heavy fever. Probably because he fought with someone in the rain. I don't know. ”

Oh. No wonder he isn't here.

Tch, stupid ginger. Always going through stupid stuff. You've always prevented him doing his stupid ideas, solely because he always tells you before he does it.

Once school ends, you went to the Pharmacy to buy medicine. No, you aren't worried about him. You're just being a decent human being. No, you're not making him chicken soup because you're worried that he doesn't have the appetite to eat. You're just having normal human decency! There's a difference.

Finally knowing where Tartaglia's home is, thanks to his teacher, you immediately visited him.

Two taps were heard as you knocked at the front door. The door then flew open, revealing a ginger-haired woman who seemed to be in her middle ages. “ O-oh! Hello, I'm [Name]. Tartaglia's senpa- ” You were about to introduce yourself, but your sentence was cut off by the woman.

“ Ajax's lover!! ” She squealed. Giggling happily. Heat rose to your cheeks, shocked of her statement. “ W-What!! No, no!! I'm his senpai!! ” You profusely denied. “ Oh, don't worry dear!! You don't have to be shy!! ” “ I'm not- ” “ Come in, come in!! I'll lead you to his room!! ” Before you could even finish, Tartaglia's mother took your arm inside the house, leading you to his room.

Not even 2 minutes in, and you were already in ‘ Ajax ’s room. With his mother giggling at the other end of the door.

“ Oh? Senpai! What are you doing here? ” Tartaglia sat up from his bed, sweat dripping down from his forehead. Geez, what a terrible view. And even you wouldn't insult him.

Ok, maybe just one insult.

“ YOU IDIOT!! YOU ABSOLUTE MORON!! WHY DID YOU EVEN FIGHT SOMEONE, LET ALONE IN A HEAVY RAIN!! ” You hit the ginger at the arm, yet light enough not to actually injure him.

“ Ow, ow! Sorry, senpai! Ahaha! I just can't help it, you know? ” He laughed, before a series of coughs came out of his mouth. Causing you to face palm.

“ Geez, lie down you blockhead. Don't force yourself. Especially when your sick! ” You urged, pulling the taller male to the bed, forcing him to lie down.

“ Christ, you look terrible. ” You added, pressing your hand at his forehead to check his temperature. “ Geez, hot. ” “ Dang, not now, senpai! I know I'm hot but still- ” “ Shut up!! Not that, you fool!! ”

A moment of silence was shared, with Tartaglia's chest going up and down. “ So.. Ajax?.. ” You called, “ Hm? ” he responded. “ I didn't know your first name is that. How come you've never told me? ” “ You never asked. ” A slap made contact with Tartaglia's stomach.

“ Oh and, I didn't know you'd care for me enough to visit me when I'm sick. I always thought that you just view me as an annoying playboy, but I guess even you miss my presence, huh? ”

It was supposed to be a tease, and you know that.

So why the heck are you getting shy over it?!

“ I'm not!! I'm just being a-a decent human being! That's all!! There's a difference, you bonehead! ” Even though that was your usual remark, it wouldn't hide your obvious blush on your cheeks.

Obviously, Ajax noticed this. And he couldn't help but laugh over it.

“ .. And.. At first, I did view you as an annoying playboy. I've never received this kind of attention so I got suspicious of you. But.. I guess I did like your company. Not to mention that you seem really genuine around me. ” You muttered, yet loud enough for the ginger to hear you.

“ Oh.. That explains why you're always like that. Haha! ” “ Shut up, you idiot ginger. ”

“ Well, if you're still suspicious of me. We can spend time together. I mean, all the times we've interacted are always about me. Now, it's your turn. I've always wanted to know more about you, now's your chance! While I'm stuck on this bed though. ” Ajax stated, giving you his signature smile.

“ .. Alright, then. What do you wanna know, huh? But first, have you ate? ” “ .. Yes. ” “ Yeah, no, I'm not believing that. I made chicken soup. ” “ Wow, for me? ” “ No!! Don't get the wrong idea!! ”

Part 2?

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lemonmaid · 1 year

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How Obey Me Charaters would react to you mispronouncing their names.

Reader is Gender Neutral of course.

Lucifer:

"I can see that you have been paying attention in class, look no more. You and Mammon are going to be spending the entire night separated and focus on your school work untill you can speak Hebrew"

He doesn't even give you the correct pronunciation, he wants you to learn by yourself. Like when your parents are helping you with math homework.

Mammon:

"Tf did you just call me? Nah nah nah, listen it is pronounced ma•muhn or ma•mon, you can just be screwing around like that. You could summon a demon like that".

You two spent the whole night trying to learn how to pronounce his name correctly, which ended up with him just teaching you demonic language because "your language is difficult".

Leviathan

"Um, I didn't know that we are on a first-name basis... this is awkward. Please just call me Levi, no point in trying if you're going to say it wrong. It's also pronounced, luh•vai•uh•thn. Get it right normie"

He was really jealous, this wasn't the MC moment he wanted with you, especially when you are first watching anime together, "oh you can pronounce (random anime character name) but not mine?"

Asmodeus

*smiles*

"Oh okay, (butchers Y/N)! Yeah it isn't that nice to be called the wrong name, especially if your going to be in MY ROOM ON MY BED. Anyways, it's pronounced, As•Mo•Dee•Us".

He would never let this go, "sorry what was that I thought my name was "Assmadayus"". He is a fucking bitch.

Satan

"I see you are failing your studies in Hebrew and Latin, seriously, did your species just decided to stop speaking universal languages? Not everyone speaks English you know. Sound it out with me, Say•tin"

You two didn't talk for a week, he wanted an apology, like, he wasn't letting that shit go.

Beelzebub

"Huh what?"

He genuinely didn't noticed, it wasn't untill Bephine pointed it out.

"Oh, it is actually pronounced Bee•El•Zuh•Buhb. It's okay I understand your some of your species got rid of some of the ways you pronounced things"

Belphegor

"Please don't even try, I don't even go by that. It's kinda the equivalent of your parents calling you by your middle name. If you really want to know it is, Bel•Fuh•Gor".

Bruh didn't even care, y'all went back to sleep.

Hey guys I really enjoyed writing these for y'all, especially with all the new free time I have! (Lost my job!)

Anyways since I am not busy you can ask or request anything!

Fandom I will write for,

Obey me

Twisted Wonderland

BHNA

Chainsaw man

JOJO Bizarre Adventure

Omegaverse

Genshin Impact.

#obey me #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me belphie #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me leviathan #obey me x reader

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solar3lunar · 3 years

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4.ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕠 𝔹𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘☆

Ayama POV

Today is the day we finally get our hero costume! I was talking with Mina as she gave me everyone phone numbers so I got to know everyone a bit better before class started. We all went to our seat as the clock hit 8:23. Home room went by fast.

We have Uncle Mic for English which is the most easiest thing ever. Although everyone was really bored during this time. I almost fell asleep until I heard he speak.

"Which of these four sentences contains a mistake?" My uncle asked the class. I can tell that Jirō, Ashido, and Kamninari faces read 'so boring.' I really can't blame them.

"This really sucks." Katsuki said. My Uncle Mic caught on to that and started to panic. " Hey everybody, look alive! Grammar rules!" He shouted. I just looking the way towards Bakugou who was only two seats away from me.

God why do I have this feeling. I saw him look back and I then pretend I was just focus on the lesson. "Nerd." I heard him say. I only quitely giggled. Momo had answered the questions. After a few classes it was lunch.

The lunch room was huge. I saw Izuku, Ochaoco, and Tenya. So, I decided I would go sit with them. The food was really great. And a cheap price. So there was nothing to complain about when it came to food.

"White rice is the perfect comfort food, isn't it?" A chef robot asked us. "Yes of course." I said with a close eye smile and my hands above my chest. Although I like yellow rice more... Ochaoco nodded while Izuku was whimpered and Tenya seems surprised.

Lunch had ended and we all went back to our class. I was talking with Momo on the way there turn out she was sitting with Jirō so if I want. I can sit with them next time. Now since it's the afternoon It's was time for Hero Basic Training!

We we're all seated waiting and wondering who our next teacher would be. "I am here!" Oh God. "Coming through the door like a hero!" Uncle All Might spoke. I was cringing at his intro and the way he came through the door.

All the students were gasping. Even Izuku. I mean he has looked up to All Might all his life. I guess it's can't be helped. "I can't believe it's really All Might" Denki said, surprised. "So he is a teacher! This year's going to be totally awesome!" Eijior spoke up.

Well they did say he was going to be apart of the staff this year. "This year has gotten a whole lot interesting." I said. "Hey look. Is he wearing his Sliver Age costume?"

Tsu pointed out while my uncle was making huge step towards the front of the classroom. "I'm getting goosebumps. It's so retro!" Ojiro said.

"Welcome to the most important class at U.A High. Think of it has Hero-ing 101." He got the first sentence right. "Here you will learn the basics of being a pro. And what it means to fight in the name of good!" My Uncle said bravely.

"Let's get into it! Today's lesson will pull no punches!" He shouted. I was so excited my eyes widened. "Fight training." Katsuki said,by his voice I could tell he was happy. While Midoriya.... "Real combat?"Izuku sounded unsure.

"But the one of the keys of being a good hero is... Looking good!" He pointed towards some empty slots as they came out. "These were design for you based on your Quirk registration forms and the requests you sent in before school started." He said. The whole class was excited.

"Get yourself suited up and then meet me at Training Ground Beta!"He shouted "Oh and Miss Ayama." He said. I look his direction. And the whole class had eyes on me.

"Someone from the staff add something with your outfit. They'd said it'll help with your voice." He said. I nodded knowing it was my dad. "Let's get moving Heros!" He shouted.

He shouted. After getting our new hero outfit on. I took a look at the new piece of jewelry. It's a sliver choker with wavy designs and in middle of it was the shape of a crescent moon.

All the girls were complimenting each other. So when I showed them my outfit they were amazed. "The outfit looks really on you, Ayama." [Mina]

"Aw thanks, Mina" [Ayama]

We were all just waking through a tunnel. So I don't get it. Oh well. "Hey Ayama can you make a beat when were walking towards the outside?" Denki ask. "Oh that's would cool." Eijior said. "Sure." I said. I then thought a beat them played it. (Same in the episode.) "Nice." Hanta said.

"They say that clothes make the pros, young ladies and gentlemen, and behold, you are the proof! Take this to heart. From now on you're all... Heroes in training!" He shouted.

As we all step out into the light. " This is getting me all revved up. You look so cool!" He said excited. " Now. Shall we get started you buncha newbies?" He shouted. Wait a minute. Where Izuku?

"Hey Deku!" I heard Ochaoco said. I was standing right next to her. "Nice costume Deku!" I said. "Thanks your guys costume look nice as well." He said going fully pink. "Yeah, but Ochaoco is really cool." I said. "Your amazing Ayama." She said.

"I love this school." Mineta said. "Yeah it's pretty cool." I said. "Yeah, but I like this school for other reasons." He said in a seductive tone. 'Let me not even say anything.'

She said as she has me now standing near her. I hear Uncle All Might small growl for a moment. That when I realized something. His costume and Izuku. Izuku making something things a bit too obvious.

"Now that your ready, it's time for combat training." Uncle All Might said. "Sir." Iida said. He basically had a question about if we're doing the same thing with the exam. Which we're not.

"Run-ins with the most dastardly evildoers take place indoors. Think about it. Backroom, deals, home invasions, secret underground lairs. Truly intelligent criminals stay hidden in the shadows." He explained.

"For this training exercise you'll be split into teams of good guys and bad guys and fight two on two-one-two battles." Uncle All Might said.

"But Sir, their 21 of us." Ashido said. He really does have trouble teaching kids. "Let's see. I'll have One team in group of three!" He said. Students then start asking more questions.

"Ugh. I wasn't finished talking!" He pulls out a small book. "The villains have hidden a nuclear missile somewhere in their hideout. The hero must try to foil their plans." He said.

"To do that the good guys either have to catch the evildoers or recover the weapon. Likewise the bad guys succeed if they protect their payload or capture the Heros." He explained.

"Time's limited, and we'll choose teams drawing lots!" He shouted. "Isn't there a better way away?" Iida interrupted. "Think about it! Pros often have to team up with heroes from other agencies on the spot, so maybe that's the reason we're seeing that here." Izuku explain to him.

"Yes, I see. Life is a random series of events. Excuse my Rudeness." Iida said. "No sweat. Let's Draw!" My uncle shouted.

A: Izuku and Ochaoco

B: Shoto and Mezo

C: Momo, Minoru, and Ayama

D: Bakugo and Tenya

F: Mina and Yuga

E: Rikido and Koji

G: Kyoka and Denki

H: Tsu and Fumikage

I: Toru and Mashiro

J: Eijior and Hanta

Those are the groups we're in. "Who would've thought I'd be the lucky one with two girls!" I heard Mineta said. "Huh? Why is that?" I asked. "Because-" But Momo smack him in the head. "Nothing pure I can tell you that." She said leaving Mineta with a big bump.

"I declare that the first teams to fight will be... These guys!" He said while throw the ball in the air and caught them. The balls read A and D. Man I was actually looking forward to fighting with Katsuki. He looks really good in that outfit same with Momo.

I think he felt my eyes on him, because he look my was and I quickly turned away and blush. "Team A will be the Heros and team D will be the villains." My Uncle shouted. I look towards Bakugo he had this please smile on his face like evil fun.

"Everyone else can head to the monitoring room to watch!" He shouted. "Yes, sir." I made eye contact with Izuku and Bakugo. ' Give it your all, but don't end killing each other.' look. I saw Bakugo just look away while I gave Izuku a pat on the shoulder.

As walking away I notice the stares Bakugo gave him. But Izuku fights back the stare back looking back at him shocking Bakugo making him even more fierce."Come on Ayame!" Ashido called out. "Oh coming!" As I run towards them.

I felt a energy coming from somewhere. It was negative one. But I ignore it while walking with the other to the monitoring room. Don't kill him.

"I wonder how this will play out." Eijior said. "Hopefully okay." I said. "Speaking of okay. Is THAT okay?" I heard Eijior asked pointing down at my thigh. "Huh?" I look down only to see Mineta holding onto my thigh.

"Ehh?!?" I shouted. "I bet your thighs are so warm. I can already tell there very big & thick." My face is really heated when he said that. His face was so...

"You pervert!" Ashido shouted while Momo hit him in the head. "Oww!" He cried. "Next time, don't grab on my thigh. Thanks." I said. "I was mostly talking about how he got Ayama all to his self, but yeah...." Eijior mutter.

My uncle All Might came in as we all put our straight faces on. As he went towards the screens. "All right! Let's being the indoor combat training! Team A and Team D, your time starts now!" He shouted through the mic.

"Pay attention, kids. Think about what you would do." My uncle said. I know it's going to be hard Midoriya, but you gotta get through this! If anything happens me or my uncle will stop it.

We watch how the enter the building through a window. As they were walking down the hallways and about to turn a corner. Bakugo came out of nowhere and I could see the hatred in his eyes. As he made a full on blow towards Midoriya.

Thankfully he missed them as they both went on the floor. But Midoriya quickly stood up. "He almost got the jump on them." Mineta said. "Sneak attack, Bakugo? What kind of man pulls cheap crap like that?" Eijior questioned.

"It's a viable strategy. He's playing the part. Acting like a true Villain would." My uncle said. But that not the reason. "No it's because Bakugo is filled up with so much pride in himself." I whisper. "It's didn't work Midoriya doge him!" Mina pointed out.

"Looks, there he goes!" Denki said. Bakugo was charging towards Midoriya. But Midoriya stop him by holding one his gauntlet. He then flipped him to the ground. Alright! "Deku is a name of a hero!" He shouted, but mouth it is what it look towards us.

"Hey who is he talking to? I'm not hearing anything. Can we get any sound with this video?" Eijior asked talking about Bakugou. "He got a radio in his ear so he can talk to his partner. I gave it to him before the match started. Along with the map of the building. Also this a roll of capture tape!" My uncle explained.

"Wrapping this around your opponent means you've apprehended them, and their out for the rest of the game." He explained. "So, there's a 15-minute time limit, and the good guys have idea what floor I nuclear weapon is hidden on, right?" Ashido asked. "Correct!" My Uncle shouted.

"And the Heros are clearly at a disadvantage here. A big one!" Ashido said. "Well think about it. That's usually how villains are." I said. To which my uncle nods. "That's life. Even when the odds aren't in our favor, we fight!" He said.

"All together!" He shouted of course. " Let's hear a Plus Ultra!" We shouted as one. "Monsieur. He's on the move." Yuga said which quickly caught all of our attention.

Izuku seem to be telling Ochaoco to run away. Deku was doing okay with holding Kaachan off for awhile. While students were giving him compliments. "Who do you think will win?" I ask Momo. "Hmm. It's still a bit to early to tell." She said. Katsuki was ready to use his next move, but Izuku ran away.

"That guy has some real angry issues." Denki said. "Facts." I said. But it's mostly because of his pride which is too high and it's needs to be knock down.

I watch as Bakugo knocked down walls of the building. His pride has really turn him into something else. I could only think back when we were little kids. We were by the beach skipping pebbles.

Katsuki being the jerk he is and his other friends. Tease Deku about his pebble drowning so fast. I found it ridiculous.

I guess he had a soft spot for me back then. I don't know about now. I snapped back to reality. I look up on screen seeing that Bakugo had used one of his gauntlet on Midoriya. I can tell that Bakugo is angry. And I know he not trying to kill Midoriya but this is too far.

"Ayama run to the building to help Midoriya and Ochaoco!" My uncle shouted. "You'll still be on team C, but just Go!" He said.

"Ayama be careful!" Momo spoke. "Don't worry. I'll be fine." I said before running towards to the floor Midoriya and Ochaoco had first enter.

I quickly followed the loud noise. I hummed making butterflies appear and followed them. I finally made it towards them. I heard my uncle tell Bakugo if he use his gauntlet again he his team will lose.

I saw Bakugo think about his decision. As Midoriya notice me, but I made the sign to speak. My hoodie fell off as I started to use my Quirk. My hair floated up while getting longer as I felt my eyes glow red.

My scarf was lifting up as well. I saw Midoriya talking to Ochaoco through his ear set. "Fine! We'll fight hand to hand combat!" He shouted While run towards him. I quickly sent my scarf pieces to capture Bakugo.

"Hn! Mr.Aizawa!" Bakugo grunted knowing he couldn't escape my scarf. I was holding it. "Wrong one." I said.

"What the hell are you doing here!" He shouted at me. "I get it you're upset, because he has a Quirk. That's doesn't mean you should try to almost kill him!" I told him. I felt him stop struggling. I think he finally got the memo. I let go of him.

He then run up to Izuku. And Izuku saw it coming. He was ready. But Bakugo had another plan in mind. Once he did his move he was going to to right hook him. I quickly jump and landed in front of Izuku and move him out of the way and doge Bakugo's attack.

I quickly jump above him. Then using one of my knee, I quickly bend it into Bakugo back. While grabbing his gauntlet and jabbing it into his back. "Ack!". He shouted. I got off of him.

He got up. He look angry at me. "MOVE OUT OF THE WAY, IDIOT!" He yelled at me. I active my Quirk making my eyes glow red. Using his Quirk I sent an explosion his way.

Which he blocked with his gauntlet. He surprised me when it look like he was coming for me, but I remember that Deku was behind me.

He push me out the way. I saw him right hook Izuku by using the metal part of his gauntlet. I saw Izuku use his all for one Quirk. But I black out.

"Luna." That voice... Sounds so familiar, but why can't I remember? I snapped out of thought. "Ayama?" I looked up to see My Uncle Might looking concerned.

I then looked everywhere. I saw Deku getting dragged away by the medical robot. And Katsuki just standing looking at his gloves.

"Are you alright?" My uncle asked me. "Yeah I'm fine." I said slowly getting up. "Alright then. Head back to where they others are. I'm going to have a word with Bakugou." He's told me. I nodded and started to walk back.

"Luna." My vision became a bit blurry. I felt a liquid coming come out of my ears. I touch one of my ears. I bring my hand in front of me. It kinda look fuzzy, because of my vision. But I know it's blood. Next thing I hear is something or someone drop.

"Ayama!"

I slowly open up my eyes only to find myself in the nurses office. I see Midoriya leave as my Dad walk in. "Oh, so you're awake." My Dad said. "Yeah..." I said. I saw him look worried a bit, which was weird. But Nana look even more worried.

"I heard a voice-" "Did your ears bleed?" He asked me and I nodded. "Shit.." he said. "Is something wrong?" I ask him. This time I was raising an eyebrow at him. "Nothing that you should be worried about. You'll be riding home with me today. No choice." He said in a strict manner then left. I just groaned.

"You know he just looking out for you." Recovery girl said. "I know Nana, it's just... I feel like he won't tell me anything." I said. She just sighed as walking over to me giving me a kiss draining me.

"I'm sure he has a good reason for it. Now hurry and go to the staff room." She said. "Okay see you later Nana." I said before leaving.

I made my way back to the classroom. I open the door only for my feet decide to not work. Resulting to me falling.

"Ayama!" Some students said in shock. "Ow." I said. Momo and Ochaoco came to help me out. "Be careful." Momo said as I got my balance back. "Thanks." I said nicely. I chatted with them a bit before going to the bathroom to change then putting my hero costume back.

I asked them if they seen Bakugo they told me he left, but Midoriya went to talk for him. I thank them quickly than ran. I bump into someone. "Oh sorry-"

"Why are you in such a rush darling?" Kiyoshi asked me. "Not today I'm really not in the mood for your mind games." I said. 'Oh but I am." He said while licking his lips.

"I told you this before and I'll say again. Not interested." I simply said. "But I am." He grab my wrist. "If you don't get your hands off of me. There's finna be a problem. I'm not the shy little girl you saw in middle school." I told him.

"You mean the one who nobody like? Other than me?" He said. "You mean the one who almost got rape by you in the bathroom. Then yes."I said it and I could care less how he reacts.

"Will you shut up about that." He said rolling his eyes. "You have a girlfriend and side chicks. Go mess with her or with them." I said getting out of his grip.

{Pack Lite~Queen Naija}

(I really only like this part of the song)

“You can gon' 'head puff up your chest, but it bet not go no further.” I walked away from him. I might put on a brave face but I was honestly scared.

I walked towards my dad's personal office and just sat there doing homework assignments while he did work. After about 15 minutes. We left the school.

"Dad?"

"Hm?"

"Can I go near that cherry blossoms tree that you and mom used to sit at?" I asked. "You want to go outside after what happened? Hahaha. You're funny." He deadpanned.

"Dad it's only like a five to ten minute walk to get there. I'll be fine." I said. "No. And that's final." I just set head on the dashboard.

My eyes go wide as a gasp left my mouth.

{Eyes blue like the atlantic~Sista Prod}

(Slowed)

﹏﹏﹏﹏K﹏﹏﹏﹏

"Shōta?"

'Hm."

"If I were to disappear one day. What would you do?"

"Kesshō..."

*A few moments of silence*

"Well?"

"Do what any other hero in Japan would do."

"That's what any other hero would do. I didn't ask what any other heroes would do. I ask what would Shōta do."

"The moment you're gone. I wouldn't know how to function or cope with myself, Kesshō. I would try to find you myself. No matter how long it takes. Even if it does take years."

"Why?"

"Because I love you."

﹏﹏﹏﹏S﹏﹏﹏﹏

What did I just witnessed?! I couldn't see anything faces. But black silhouettes of my parents, when they were younger.

Strange. I never had something like that happens before. "What is it?" I heard my Dad asked. "Just remembered that the nintendo switch you ordered for me comes today." Which wasn't a lie.

"And I need to walk the-"

"No."

"Well at least I tried."

I got out the car and grabbed my backpack. I closed the door and see my Dad already on the porch holding a box in his hand.

"Well?" I asked. "Ayama's." I quickly rushed up and hugged my Dad. "Thanks Dad!" I heard him chuckle. He patted my back.

I stop hugging him and got the box from him. My pupils change into stars. "Wait til you get inside the house." I heard my dad said. "Uh huh."

When he opened the door. I walked inside casually and took off my shoes. And once I reach the upper step. I bolted my butt upstairs and straight to my room.

"Hi Leo! Hi Nebula!"

I close my door and put the box on my bed. "I guess I should get changed first." I walk towards my dresser and pulled out a lightblue shirt with a butterfly on it. And black jeans.

I got undress and put the other clothes on. I went back to my bed and pick up the box and walked towards my desk.

Open my drawer. And got out my box cutter. The thing had tape on it. And I didn't want to use my nails that I did a few week ago. Nothing too long or crazy. Simple short white matte nails.

I opened the box and I was amazed by the design of it. “Lavender lunar sky. Nice. Now to test it out!"

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Chapter 3

Returning home that day, you had a new sense of determination. You weren't sure if it was different than that of this morning, considering you really did think you could make friends, but you hoped it was. Todoroki may have been one of the least approachable people in class that day, but for some reason you knew he'd be the easiest to talk to. Well, once you got him to acknowledge your existence.

As you swung open the door to the single story home, you were greeted by the sight of your mother, shuffling through bills at the kitchen table. She didn't seem upset with it, though, rather content in her chore. You admired your mother for that, always being content no matter what. Sending her a quick wave, you march down the hall to your room. You might not have looked it, but all those tests got you tired, let alone all the people trying to speak to you. They seemed nice enough, now that you could think back on it, why did you feel so scared at the time?

Tomorrow would be different, though, because now, you had a plan. The stone faced boy, shoto todoroki, was going to be your first friend. Or at least acquaintance.

You really just needed a nap, maybe some laying down peacefully on your bed to forget the disaster you acted like earlier. However, your cat had other plans. Mochi was perched happily in the center of your bed, curled up as cats do and looking way too adorable to be mad at. YOu cooed at her being so infuriatingly cute. Why couldn't you just go to bed peacefully as she does?

"Ahh, mom come here!" you whisper-yelled marching your way back to the kitchen.

"What, darling? Is it your quirk again?" she shouted excitedly, not moving from her spot.

"NO!Better!"

Her face contorted into a grin as you re-entered the room. "Oh? What could possibly be better than the great metallic's quirk?" she teased your nickname.

Ever since you were little you had been planning to be a pro, that came with lots of different possible hero names. Two years ago, Metallic came into the mix, as your dad suggested you use a more simple name.

"Mochi can, mom."

She giggled a bit, gesturing her hands to the handles of her wheelchair. " You'll have to take me then, I'm not sure Mochi is enough to sheel all the way away from my bills.." she continued to chuckle as you grumbled, but happily went behind her to push her forward.

"Hold on tight, then!"

"Wait, Y/N."

It was too late, you went zooming through the halls, giggling joyously as your mother laughed in fear. She knew you wouldn't let her fall, but she hated the feeling of needing to be picked up by her daughter and hauled into her chair. It made her feel unbelievably helpless.

"Woohoo!"

"Y/n, you passed your room."

"Oh, right, thanks mom!"

Backtracking a couple feet, you swung your room door open, revealing your little cat all fluffed up on your bed, eyes staring at you in alarm at your volume.

"I think you scarred her, hon."

"Shh, isn't she so cute, though? When I came home she was all cuddled up in my blankets."

"Yes, that cat is my favorite child, she is always quiet..." your mom mumbled, smirking although you couldn't see from behind her.

"Hey!"

"Ah, your right, maybe your brother too.." she faux pondered.

You pouted, not knowing if she was joking or not.

"Just kidding I love you all! But seriously hon I need to do the bills."

"Okay, want me to wheel you back?"

She shook her head, "No, I'm sure you're tired after school, go move that cat over and get a nap in before your dad gets home."

You were skeptical about letting her go back on her own, it wasn't more than twenty feet away, but you were protective of your mother. Seeing her even at the chance of pain was unbearable. Maybe it was the attachment that comes with her and dad being your only friends since day one, or your heroic nature, but her suffering was almost more painful to you.

She had always relentlessly assured you that she felt no pain in her legs, but it still always felt like it would. Especially when you were younger and first noticed how she could barely stand. See, when mom and dad met, dad had been an aspiring hero, while mom wanted to be a chef. Neither of them went to U.A, but he was in a hero course, while she was in general studies. It worked out for the most part, too. Dad had gotten his hero license at 18 and mom her first job at a small restaurant.

Didn't last, though. One day while mom was out shopping in the city, a large villain attack occurred. All might have come to fight with an unknown villain who seemed to fare quite scarily against him.

During the fight, however, moms legs were crushed under a fallen building, damaging many nerves and breaking bones. All might saved her that day, kept her from bleeding out and got her to a hospital safely, but the damage was very painful.

Mom never blamed that villain for her pain, or anyone for that matter. Once she began healing and started physical therapy, she had almost completely forgotten the pain of it all. Then, when she had you, she promised her husband that she would try her best to stand and walk and move for you. So her daughter always had someone to play with. Dad didn't like that, though. He wanted her to be safe, and not in pain.

So he hung up his cape and got a job in construction, given the family quirk it suited him well. With that, he could spend more time with you and your mother, looking after both of you.

That didn't stop the pain from getting to her, though, and the nerves going numb. Leaving her completely unable to walk now, but she wouldn't trade those years when you were little for anything. She just loved you too much to mind her own pain.

Smiling at the memory of the story your parents used to tell you, you fell asleep with one arm around mochi.

Todoroki never minded other kids. He spent most of his life training with his father, though he couldn't say he liked his father all that much either. Kids his age had a habit of making him jealous though, even if their lives weren't perfect, they didn't have endeavour for a father.

Still, mow he stood in his home bathroom, looking at his face in the mirror, practicing how to speak to you. Wondering what might male you smile.

It was stupid, really. He had been speaking all his life, words weren't all that hard, but he guessed je might have to try a little harder on these ones.

"Hello, im shoto."

No, you already knew that, you would probably think he is dumb.

"How does your quirk work?"

Metal, obviously. How could anyone have missed that after yesterday. Maybe if he tried to relate to you? But how could someone like him relate to you? You looked so pure, maybe not the happiest, but you didn't seem like you'd been to hell and back.

He thought you were likely just the nervous type, an overthinker.

"Hi, y/n."

"I'm sure that would work.."

Shoto's head jolted to the open bathroom door and he saw fuyumi standing there. He didn't know her well, but they lived together so he should have shut the door.

"What do you mean?" he questioned, not sure that was the right one at all.

"Brother, I don't know who you want to talk to, but, it's best if you speak in the moment, all you have to say is hi."

"Maybe to normal people." he spoke, still stone faced, not believing he would work.

"So this person isn't normal?"

"No, she apologizes too much."

Fuyumi laughed a bit, "What does that mean?"

"Well, after observing her today, I think if I said hi, she would just say sorry.." he pondered, imagining your cute face flustering and stuttering and putting an apology.

"Oh my, well I guess I'll leave you t0 it then."

"Um, thanks?"

School the next day was exciting for both of you. You, being ready to train and learn and make friends, and he to use his well rehearsed conversational skills. Little did the two of you know the dramatic training that would take place all but the second day of school. It wasn't like anything to be expected, the day started out with a simple english class led by present mic.

Having arrived barely on time due to the crazy long bike ride, you had no time to become friends with todoroki. However, upon first entering the school, you met the smart and pretty girl from the day before. It seemed she was still curious about your quirk, but this morning she was mindful of your anxiety.

Her movements were soft and her voice was calm and quiet as she questioned you on the way to class. The way she treated you was very settling, it made the brisk walk towards class 1-A just a bit easier today. No one had ever really spoken to you like that. Kids at your old school opted to ignore you because you were always busy anyways, or tease you for being sheltered and as they would say "innocent." You were not.

All of the things middle schoolers seemed to fancy were just irrelevant to your career as a hero, it made no sense to indulge them. So, given that history, this sweet girl, who had a habit of pulling and twisting the ends of her skirt, had made you feel ecstatic. Yaoyorozu had actually changed her demeanor to accommodate you, she really was too caring.

"Now, which of these four sentences contains a mistake?"

You weren't paying attention, to say the least. English and learning could wait for a time when the boy next to you wasn't looking so endearing. Today you learned he has different colored eyes as well, beautiful cerulean blue on one side and dark grey on the other. It was odd of you to be staring, even more odd at this boy you barely know, but something about that blue in his eye was so familiar, you just couldn't place it. Not to mention the burn scar residing around it.

It would be rude to ask, but you really were curious. Suppose that's a topic to remember when you know him better-if you know him better.

The class went by in a haze as you tried to find another pair of those blue eyes in your memory, but to no avail.

Then, you quietly shuffled down the halls to the lunch room. The line for lunch was very long, so you it was nerve racking to enter, but you wandered up and made your way there. Once you had your lunch, you took a long inhale, treasuring the steam of the rice that warmed your face.

The table's seemed mostly occupied, but you had to remind yourself there were probably no assigned groups. Everyone was new. Everyone was confused about where to sit. Or maybe they weren't? Maybe they made friends on the first day while you were busy apologizing...

"Hey, y/n, I still have some questions if you wanna sit with me?"

Startled by the voice, you jumped, the food on your tray doing a quick bounce to mimic you. The voice was recognized quickly, though, as the girl you'd spoken to earlier. It wouldn't hurt for todoroki to be your second friend, would it?

Turning over your shoulder you shot a half-assed smile at her to mask the sudden discomfort. She really was right behind you, had she been there the whole time?

You walked to a table in a corner, following her, and noticed a couple other girls there. It wasn't a new idea that in school settings, people often linked to stick with their own gender. It was just a bit of a shock that they could all bond so quickly over something so miniscule as being female.

In life your mom and dad had always equally been your best friends, it's an odd example but the dynamic is similar to if they were kids, too. That led you to believe there wasn't much difference between hanging around girls or guys. You wouldn't complain, anyone talking to you here was a blessing. Well, maybe not the yelling one.

"So, um, you had more questions?" you look up at momo warily.

Her face brightens in excitement as she pulls out a piece of paper. It seemed to be a list, had she been preparing questions? Geez, no need to make you feel special.

"So, you used your blood yesterday and somehow applied ample force to it to hurl a ball to an exact distance, care to um elaborate?"

The rice was just about to reach your mouth, but you paused, for her sake. Best to answer, then eat, although it smells delicious.

"Oh, well, you acknowledged earlier that my quirk has to do with metal, the medical term would be ferrokinesis. So, I was just manipulating small particles of iron, without unbonding them from my blood."

"Woahh, I totally didn't even know blood was like that..." Mina, the pink haired girl spoke, shaking her head and bouncing her beautiful curls as she did so.

Seeing her distraction, you shoved an ungodly amount of rice into your mouth, feeling a bit more comfortable already. Your cheeks squished out like a chipmunks and you chewed the best you could to both savor the flavor, and not choke.

"So you could do that with other people's blood?"

Mouth still full of food, you continued to answer casually.

"Well, I suppose I could.." you continued to chomp, voice slightly muffled by the rice in your cheeks,"but I'm not sure that'd be vewy hewoic of me."

E/c eyes glanced up at them casually to scope their opinions on your words, but the girls were too busy cooing at how adorable you were. Their sudden change of emotion caused an embarrassment trigger to go off in your mind. Cheeks heating up, but not showing any red. Eyes widening, you quickly swallowed the last of your rice, and sputtered out an apology for your disrespect.

"Oh gosh, it's rude to talk your mouth full, I'm sorry. My mother usually finds it funny because of the way my voice changes, but you're not my mom, haha. Wait!Um no she doest say that, um, I-"

"It's okay, you're adorable, and please don't say sorry, okay?" The girl with the sound quirk, and stylish hair spoke.

"Oh, um, yeah.."

Hero basic training. The moment of the day you'd been anticipating. Come to U.A. for the hero course, and this is the time of day you will always look forward to.

"I AM HERE!" You heard a voice boom from the doorway.

Sure enough, there he was. The number one pro hero, All Might himself. He was cool, but you preferred endeavour or best jeanist. It was just, he was so flashy, and people always depended on him for relief or safety, it didn't make sense. What happens when eventually, he is out of commission? Heroes that didn't worry about being some beacon of hope might be less comforting, but at least they'd get the job done now, and be easier to let go of later.

These thoughts, however, did not change the fact that you did still revere him. Who wouldn't? It All Might.

He went on a spiel about today's training, being ridiculously loud. Today wouldn't fight training, and it seemed the boy next to you was indifferent about that, but you, you were excited. This was what your quirk did best. Not to brag, but you'd say you have about a 7/10 chance of beating almost anyone in this class in hand to hand or quirk on quirk combat.

After all, you sacrificed your childhood to pursue it.

"But one of the most important things about being a hero is looking good-" The walls suddenly protrude outwards, causing your body to stiffen. Oh. It was the costumes. How exciting.

"Get yourselves suited up, and then meet me at training ground beta."

You happily obliged, rushing to grab your case and to change, this would most definitely be a fun training day!

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killjoy-3000 · 4 years

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A Battle of the Elements: Chapter One

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Word count: 2024

Warnings: A few bad language words, I think thats it.

So this is my second official fanfiction, and I think it turned out okay? For chapter one, at least. I will try to post more chapters, but no promises, as I am a major procrastinator. Leave a comment, reblog, or a like if you enjoy!

Patton took a deep breath, filling his lungs with air. Walking through the front doors of Sandy Grove high school, he pasted on a smile. With luck, this would be the last school he ever attended. Waving at a few students that walked past, Patton started towards the front office. He had already registered in the school a few days prior, but he didn't yet have his locker combination or list of classes.

Once he grabbed everything he needed, the cheery-looking boy found his locker and placed his things into it. Adding a few animal pun stickers to the sides of his locker, he gave a firm nod. This was his new school, and he wouldn't mess up. Not like all the other times.

Patton stood after grabbing the things he needed for his first period. Turning around, he attempted to walk to his first class. As he sat on the floor, his things scattered around him, he realized that he had ran into someone. Looking over, he discovered that someone was a boy with dark purple hair, black eyeshadow under his eyes, and a baggie hoodie swallowing his skinny frame.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry, I wasn't paying attention! Let me help you! Are you alright?" Patton jumped up as he said this, ignoring the bruise he could feel forming on his arm from hitting it against the locker. Holding his hand out, the shorter boy offered to help the other.

Flinching at the hand, the boy scooted back. "I-I'm fine." He stood, glaring at Patton. "Watch where you're going." The mysterious boy grabbed his book that he had dropped, and walked away. Patton stood in the middle of the hall, confused. He decided to brush it off, thinking that the boy was having a bad day, and began to pick up his books.

A few hours later, Patton found himself in his fourth period class. In his nervousness for his first day of school, he had forgotten to eat breakfast, and was counting down the minutes until lunch. He had yet to make any friends, and hadn't even talked to anyone besides the teachers and the strange boy in the hall.

The bell rang, signaling the end of fourth period. Only one class to go until lunch , Patton thought. Then, he realized that he would have no one to sit with. Maybe I can go outside. Walking into the classroom, he sat down in his assigned seat. This was the first class that had assigned seating, but Patton wasn't complaining. It just meant that people would actually sit near him.

Looking around, he examined the people sitting around him. To his left, there was a serious looking student who wore a tie and glasses. His black hair was gelled back, and there wasn't anything out of place on his body. It was kind of scary how neat and tidy this guy looked.

Glancing to his right, Patton did a double take. The guy he had run into earlier was scrolling through his phone, not taking notice of anything around him. He didn't look very happy to be there, and his fingers kept tapping the desk and fiddling with his hoodie as he held his phone. He looked anxious about something, though Patton didn't know what.

Finally, Patton glanced behind him, and saw a guy dressed in a white shirt with a little golden crown on it and blue jeans. His hair was gelled back as well, but it was in a messier fashion than the tidy guy. He was laughing at something his friend had said, and looked like a fairly popular dude. Maybe Patton could become friends with him?

As the class went on, Patton tried to initiate a conversation with the other students. He got scolded by the teacher once or twice, but no one seemed eager to talk to him. The bell rang for lunch, and he hadn't gotten anywhere. Resigning himself to his fate, he walked to his locker and put away his things, grabbing some lunch money. He would just sit outside and eat alone.

Virgil sat in the bleachers, taking no notice of anything around him. It was late October, and he, loving the weather, often ate outside. He ate outside the rest of the year too, but he enjoyed it more this time of year. People didn't tend to be very nice to the dude wearing all black sitting in the back of the classroom, so he didn't bother trying to eat in the cafeteria.

As he ate his sandwich, the boy watched a short, curly haired kid walk outside, lunchbox in hand. Upon closer inspection, Virgil realized it was the boy he had knocked over earlier in the hall. He looked pretty happy, and skipped over to the bleachers. Cursing, Virgil ducked inside of his hood, hoping the boy wouldn't recognize him. The universe didn't seem too keen on listening though, because as the boy looked up and saw Virgil, his smile got even wider.

"Hey! You're the kid from my English class! And the one I bumped into in the hall!" Rushing up the steps, the blue-eyed boy smiled at Virgil, and raised a hand as a greeting. "I'm Patton, nice to meet you. Officially, anyway. Sorry for knocking you down in the hallway earlier, I wasn't paying attention. You weren't hurt, were you?"

Virgil raised his eyebrow, genuine confusion written on his face. Patton was… apologizing? For something that wasn't his fault? Realizing that he'd better say something, as it had been a few seconds, and Patton had asked a question, Virgil gave a small wave. "Uh, I'm Virgil. And I'm fine. Sorry I snapped at you earlier, I'm, ah, not much of a morning person."

Patton shrugged, his smile somehow getting even wider. "No harm done." Seemingly pondering something, he paused. "So, uh, why aren't you inside? Do you not have anyone to sit with?" He looked sad at this, as though Virgil's loneliness was the worst thing in his life at the moment.

Virgil considered the questions, and shook his head. "It's not that I don't have anyone to sit with, it's that I don't have anyone I want to sit with." He shrugged, showing that it was no big deal, and returned to eating his lunch. "What about you? You seem, uh, friendly. Has no one invited you to sit with them yet?"

At that remark, Patton seemed to deflate a bit. "Well, not exactly. Everyone looks like they already have their friend groups, and I wouldn't want to intrude." He sat down, and picked at the weird mush on his plate that resembled mashed potatoes. After a few seconds, he blinked, and looked up. "Do you have a friend group, Virgil?"

Virgil stared at Patton for a moment. "Wh- Of course I do! What's that supposed to mean? They're just… preoccupied right now. They like to sit inside, and I don't. That's all." He looked away, staring at the school. While part of what he'd said was true, it wasn't the entire story. Remus and Dee were more popular than him, so even though they liked to hang out with Virgil, they didn't tend to eat outside with him very often.

After a few minutes of silent eating, Patton seemed to grow uncomfortable at the lack of conversation, and spoke up. "So, um, what's Sandy Grove like? I just moved here with my mom and grandmother, but I don't know much about it." He picked at the sleeves of his sweater, and bit his lip, as if asking Virgil these questions would harm either of them.

"It's a fairly boring town. We've got one store, an old, broken movie theater, and a cafe with cockroaches. There're 200 kids at the high school, and 300 at the elementary, which has grades K-8. There's nothing to do, nothing to see, and, quite frankly, I have no idea why you'd move here." Throwing his trash into his lunch sack, Virgil stood, and prepared to go inside.

"So have you lived here your whole life?" Asked Patton, still trying to make conversation. Giving a small nod, the darkly-dressed student began to walk inside. The other followed, rushing to keep up with Virgil's long strides. As they walked inside the building, the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch.

The bell rang, and Logan gathered his books up for his next class. He had spent his lunch period in the library, as he usually does, and was now prepared for his Calculus test in his seventh period. He was walking through the halls, making his way to his sixth period, when he hit something. That something appeared to be a short boy with round glasses, curly blond hair, and freckles.

As the shorter boy fell, Logan grabbed his arm, stopping his descent. He stumbled over his feet, but managed to catch the other. They stood there for a few seconds, each of their eyes wide, until Logan came to his senses and straightened up. He let go of the small boys hand, and grabbed the books that fell to the floor.

"Are you alright?" He asked in a calm voice, though his heart was racing. He felt bad, as he hadn't even noticed the boy in front of him until they had almost fallen on each other. The other nodded, taking his books from Logan's hands gratefully. "Thanks," said the freckled student quietly. "Sorry for running into you."

He looked ... scared. Almost as if he thought Logan were going to yell at him. "It's fine. No one got hurt. Just watch where you are going next time." He told the boy, looking over him once more to make sure he was okay. When the boy nodded his understanding, Logan turned away to walk to his class. Unbeknownst to him, the short boy watched him leave, awe written all over his face.

For the rest of the day, Logan questioned why the boy he had run into looked so fearful and timid. Surely he hadn't looked that mean, had he? While people told him all the time he had a "resting bitch face", he didn't ever think it was that mean looking. Maybe he should work on softening it, so as not to scare anyone else.

Later that day, when Logan arrived at his house, he began on a project due in a few weeks. Better to get a head start than to never start at all. After working on it for around an hour, he got out his planner and looked over it, checking to make sure he had done everything he needed to that day. When it seemed like he was ahead on all of his assignments, he slumped back in his chair, staring at the ceiling.

The stars on his walls and ceiling had been there since Logan was in fourth grade. His best friend at the time had helped him stick the small, glowing stars everywhere they could think of, and even now, seven years later, they all remained unmoved. His father thought they were foolish decorations, but he couldn't bring himself to get rid of them. They represented a large part of his childhood, and he would sooner get a B on an assignment than trash them.

It was funny, he supposed, that he loved space. The sky full of stars and far away planets was one of Logan's greatest passions. He had even considered becoming an astronaut when he was younger, but he knew it would never happen. As terrified of heights as he was, even thinking of going up there, thousands of miles above the ground, made him feel physically sick.

He got up and walked out of his room, careful to be quiet. It was around nine p.m., and his father didn't like him to be outside after it got dark. Stepping carefully, Logan made his way through the large, empty house, and finally arrived outside. He went over to his favorite spot in the large yard, and lay down, letting the feeling of the grass and the cool night air wash over him.

#sanders sides #sanders sides fic #roman sanders #logan sanders #deciet sanders #virgil sanders #remus sanders #patton sanders #myfic #human au #powers au #highschool au #hopefully this doesnt flop #halp

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existentialstatesofmind · 7 years

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Jealousy is an ugly thing

Clare: still thought it was a weird situation but she was embarrassed that she'd asked Dakota those insensitive questions in the first place. "Well at least you knew he was around." She said finally, not knowing what else to say. She just couldn't understand a father not wanting to spend time with his kids. Why had they had so many if he was too busy with his job to be bothered? Maybe Clare was a little spoiled. She was the baby of the family and if there had been anything wrong with their family all along, her parents and big sister had hidden it from her well. Now all of a sudden people at church were gossiping about her 'perfect' family falling apart. Clare had found that out because Jesus Club was praying for them and Clare hadn't even asked them to. She didn't want everyone else at school to find out so why was she telling some boy she wasn't even sure she could trust? Clare sighed. "Thanks. You're right, my dad wouldn't just abandon me. He's been acting really weird but it's fine. They probably won't even get a divorce. It's against our religion. I'm probably worrying over nothing." Of course if she really believed that, Clare's stomach wouldn't be churning over the idea of one of her parents moving out. Of having to go back and forth between two houses until that arrangement stopped working. Then she'd have to pick one of her parents over the other or more likely, they'd decide for her. Clare did know kids with divorced parents, and according to them, shared custody never worked out. "They've been married for twenty years." Clare said making it clear that her parents waited a couple of years before they'd had Darcy and they hadn't been teenagers either. Maybe her parents were secretly hypocrites, she wasn't sure yet, but not about that. At least she didn't think so. "Well maybe your sister will be able to adopt kids but being 24 probably makes the situation a lot harder to swallow." Clare listened to Dakota talk more about Emi. "Wow, is she fluent in English too?" Clare asked curiously. "Impressive." She laughed. It was actually kind of amazing that Dakota and his family were turning their lives upside down to accommodate Emi and make her feel at home. "So do they cook meat differently like chicken? Or do they mainly eat vegetarian dishes in addition to noddles and rice, and of course sushi. I like tea, it would be interesting to try some different flavors. I believe it about the grease." Clare chuckled. "Honey bread sounds good." She was puzzled when a different teacher, the one Dakota called Sensi, came in the room to talk to their teacher about seeing Dakota less than five minutes ago. Dakota had been talking to her for longer than that and Clare had been with him the whole time before they'd gone to class. Her blue eyes widened when a boy who looked a lot like Dakota was dragged into the classroom. Clare's eyes darted back and forth between the two. They were obviously brothers judging by their conversation and she could see how Emi would get confused. They were nearly identical. She smiled when Dakota said the other boy was his twin. When his twin jumped out the window and Dakota went out after him, Clare gasped and shook her head in disbelief. She turned away and looked up at the board. She'd almost forgotten she was supposed to be taking notes. Clare finished writing them down and read back over them because she really hadn't been paying much attention. She looked at Dakota when he came back and listened to him explain to the teachers that he and his brother took stunt classes. She couldn't imagine being part of a big crazy family like Dakota's. "What are you going to do with those skills, get a job as a stunt performer?" Clare asked Dakota when he sat back down. She grinned picturing seeing him in some action movie jumping out of a burning building or something.

Kota: listened to Clare talk about her family and smiled at her. "See there's that positive thinking." he rubbed her back and chuckled a bit. "Keep thinking positive and things will be ok." he assured and looked at her. "Plus if something goes bad, you're more than welcome to come over my house, though it's a bit insane." he admitted. "Kota, how are your siblings?" Monica asked. "Eh, Dom and Ash like confusing mom and unintentionally Emi. She gets frustrated when they do that, but she's been holding her own. She calls them 'things' now. Dom is Thing One and Ash is Thing Two. Even when they tell her 'I'm Thing Two not One.' she tells them she doesn't care and if they wanted her to address them with the appropriate name, they'd stop matching." he stated honestly. "I think it's been pissing her off more though." he shrugged and looked at Clare. "Well, she kind of has to be. Her mom doesn't know Japanese too well and as she grew up her dad would speak to her in Japanese while her mom would speak to her in English so it wasn't really hard for us. She still prays before dinner by saying 'itadakimasu' which is a one word prayer asking for the food to be blessed, much like when people say Grace.' he explained. "She's also teaching us the customs. She had us all get a pair of Zori shoes since she's learning how to walk in them, I fell twice. We're lucky she let us wear them in the house." he chuckled a bit. "They're wooden and look like they're on blocks. She even made us buy yukatas for a firework festival she found out about. She said I have to wear sandals with them and I hate them." he explained. "But I did buy some sneakers and my sister got a few pairs of high heels." he stated honestly and nodded when she mentioned the food. "Yea, they cook meat differently. We had Dimsum which is made with chicken and vegetables. They're rolled very much like dumplings and steamed. They have chicken nuggets like we do, but other than that all their meat is cooked differently. They don't have Turkey though, no pork-chops like we have they only have boneless, bacon is expensive there so she's never eaten it, and the chicken as well as pork is all stir fried with noodles and soy sauce or something. It's rather healthy since there's no grease. They also eat skewers a lot. There's hardly any fat on the meats that they eat." he explained. "Even when you make the pork chops which are called Yakisoba, they're boneless and buy them with the fat cut off. Emi was shocked when she first seen they had fat on them and asked what it was. Um, they have steak too." he explained and thought for a moment. "Just don't ask me about the teas. They have about 100 different flavors it seems and it's all so hard to remember." he said honestly. "They have canned tea, hot tea, coffee, soda, non carbonated sodas which I need Miso Soup." he sighed. After dealing with his twin he looked at Clare. "No we were both bullied in Middle school so we took the stunts class to get away from bullies as well as Martial Arts. I'm a black belt now so I mainly help teach it." he explained. "I don't really know what I want to do when I graduate yet and I don't know if I'll still have Emi. If I do have her when I graduate, I'm going to get a part-time job, move into our own house and just let my aunt know." he said honestly. "It's been a week and we don't have anything from her. No messages, no calls, nothing." he explained. "Luckily Emi came with instructions such as her telling me what she likes when she's sick." he added.

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