Childhood Friends Troupe With Ace And Deuce.

“Nostalgia.”

In attempt to jog his memory, you take him to all his old favorite spots, indulging him to take photos of the mesmerizing scenes. He feels something about you, but still can’t quite remember you. He feels attracted to you, but doesn’t understand why as he claims not to know you. After a while, you gave up, but it was then that he thought of trying to comfort you. But the second his fingertips brushed the warmth of your arm, it all came flooding back.

Warnings: a bit angsty, some ooc parts, cursing (if you squint really hard), mentions of bullying, flashbacks of memories you had with Mitsuba, etc,.

(A/N) : hope you enjoy!

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“(Y/N).” A voice called.

“(Y/NN).” It echoed.

You didn’t recognize this voice.

“It’s almost time (Y/N).”

You heard a horrible squelching noise, followed by a scream. But it wasn’t just any scream.

It was your scream.

Images of Mitsuba getting killed all over again flashed in your mind.

“No, no.” You cried in a hushed tone.

“Wake up.”

You shot up from your bed, panting softly and trembling. You ran a shaky hand through your (H/C) locks, biting your lip to stop yourself from sobbing.

You checked the time.

4:27 a.m.

Sighing, you laid back onto your bed. You draped your arm over your eyes, still trying to calm yourself down.

“You’re okay.” You assured yourself.

“It was just a nightmare.”

“He’ll be okay.”

“Nothing bad’s gonna happen to him.”

“It wasn’t real.”

You kept mumbling, reassuring yourself that he was okay.

“(Y/N), you okay in there?” Your aunt called from the other room.

Had you woken her up?

“Yeah! Just gonna go grab some water.” You croaked loud enough for her to hear.

“Okay.” She replied.

Sighing, you got up from your bed, quietly going down the stairs.

You grabbed a glass, filling it with water.

“What if he’s not okay.”

“Is something bad going to happen to him?”

“He’s not gonna disappear again right?”

“Why doesn’t he remember me?”

Your mind was plagued with thoughts, and it wasn’t until you felt the cold water spill down your hand and wrist that you realized. You took a few sips of water before heading back upstairs. You sat the glass on your nightstand, getting back under the covers and going back to sleep.

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You were woken up by another phone call from Kou, followed by shout from your aunt.

"(Y/N), hurry your friend is here!"

You groaned, pressing "decline" on your screen.

"I’Il be down in a minute." You hollered back, going to your closet to get dressed.

You grumbled, slipping on your clothes. You quickly brushed out your hair and splashed your face with cold water to wake you up really quick.

Giving yourself one last look in the mirror, you nodded—somewhat satisfied that you didn't look like a total mess—before rushing downstairs.

Kou was on the couch, just kind of sitting there.

"Hey I'm almost done, let me just slip on my shoes and we can head out." You say, hurrying over to the door to grab your shoes and slip them on.

"You're not gonna eat anything?" Kou asked, standing up.

"Nah I'll be fine." you answer "besides we can't be late.”

Kou narrowed his eyes at you, before sighing.

"C'mon, if you hurry I can probably whip something up for you really quick." He says heading for the door.

“Really? Kou’s famous cooking? I’d love to.” You joked.

“Hurry, or you won’t be able to eat ‘Kou’s famous cooking’.” He quoted you.

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After Kou made you some breakfast which was undeniably delicious, and you got to school—Kou had ran off to go get something because he forgot it, but you already knew he was going to go look for Mitsuba.

You sat monotonously in your seat for your first class of the day, only half-heartedly listening to the lecture the teacher was giving.

Ring, ring, ring.

Students flooded out from the classroom, hurriedly to get to their next class. You, however, seemed to be in no rush. To be honest, you were stalling. Why wouldn’t you be? You were going to see your dead friend and try to make help him remember you.

You were nervous, and had every right to be. It wasn’t until you realized Kou was dragging you out somewhere that you snapped back into reality.

“Wait, wait, wait! Are you sure this is a good idea?” You asked frantically, already unsure if you even should try or not.

“Relax, (Y/N). It’ll be fine. I’ll be watching you two from a distance so if anything goes wrong, I’ll swoop in and help you out okay?” He assured, pulling you by the arm towards Mitsuba.

“Okay.” You agreed hesitantly, still nervous.

Seeing as through you were nervous, and obviously a bit uncomfortable, he said;

“If you don’t want to, we can just step back a bit and not. I’m not gonna force you into anything.”

You looked at him, then at a distracted Mitsuba in the distance.

You had to do this. This wasn’t a “I’ll do it later” kind of thing.

You needed to do this.

“It’s fine, I want to do this.” You confirmed.

He gave you a brief nod before going back to leading you him. Kou finally came to a stop, pushing you forward a bit so now you were face to face with the pink-haired ghost.

“Um.. hey?” You greeted awkwardly, shifting around uncomfortably.

“Hey.” Mitsuba replied, eying you.

“I’m gonna head to class, I’ll ask for your work so you can do it later. See you!” Kou hurriedly said, shooting Mitsuba a quick look that said ‘don’t you dare do anything stupid’ and ran off.

“So..” you say, clearing your throat after a few moments of silence.

“So?” He repeated, crossing his arms.

You felt like crying again, he looked the same from before.

Before he had died.

“Uh.. here I think I know where to start.” You say, reaching to grab his sleeve.

“Woah start where you pervert!” Mitsuba yelped, pulling his arm back.

Your lips quirked up in a smile, you missed this. Missed him.

“Aren’t you the pervert for thinking I’m going to do something to you?” You retorted with a smirk, leaving Mitsuba speechless.

“Hey! You’re just as much of a pervert if you already know what I’m thinking! You think you can take advantage of me just cause I’m a cute little ghost—?” He babbled, a bit flustered.

“Get it all out of your system yet?” You asked, crossing your arms.

He thought of something to say, he even opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. You smiled.

“Good, let’s go.” You hummed, grabbing his sleeve and dragging him away.

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“C’mon Mitsuba! I got you something I think you might like!” You giggled, dragging Mitsuba with you.

“H-Hey! What’re you gonna do with me! Don’t think of trying to take advantage of me! I know I’m cute but still!” He practically wailed as he struggled to keep up with you.

You smiled, over time you found his attitude and remarks quite endearing.

“Okay close your eyes.” You instructed.

“What? I’m not gonna close my eyes. You’re probably just waiting for me to close my eyes so you can have your way wit—“

“Mitsuba.” You urged. “Please?”

He pouted, muttering something along the lines of “you’re lucky I love like you”.

Reluctantly, he closed his eyes.

You waved your hand in front of his face once, then twice. Once you confirmed he wasn’t peeking, you smiled and rushed over to your backpack to grab him something, a gift.

“Okay, now open them!” You giggled.

He peeled one open, and then the other. His eyes gleaming with joy when he saw what was in your hands.

A handmade scrapbook.

Sure, it was a bit messy. The letters were slightly crooked, stickers scattered and plastered on the front cover, bits of dry glue were sticking out. But to him it was perfect.

He stayed silent for a moment or two, just staring down at it once he took it from your hands.

“If you don’t like it just say so.” Your voice broke him out of his trance.

He smiled, but it wasn’t one of his cocky smiles.

It was genuine.

He shook his head, and huffed.

“It looks terrible!” Quickly adding “But I’m gonna keep it anyways so don’t ask for it back!” when he saw you reaching to take it back.

You smirked, “Just admit it, you love it.”

“What?! Of course not! It’s just not worth throwing out.” He insisted.

“So you love it.” You playfully teased with a smile.

“N-No!” He stuttered with a flushed face.

But his smile from before was enough to tell you, that he liked it.

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You and Mitsuba were currently sitting near the stair case that led to rooftop.

“I gave this to you for your birthday before you..” You stopped yourself, instead opening the scrapbook that was very worn down.

You had managed to snag it from his house when they allowed you in.

Inside, were various pages of him and you together.

At the beach, sleepover’s, first and last day’s of school, of mesmerizing scenery you both took on your adventures together.

“Did you photoshop this? Are you that creepy?” He mumbled.

He felt something, like a pang in his cold lifeless heart, telling him that yes, he knew you.

But he didn’t remember you.

You ignored him, pointing at a picture of the school garden.

“You took this when I went out with you so you could take pictures to enter in some competition.”

He stared at them, then looked up at you. Maybe now he remembers who I am, you hoped.

But to your dismay, he gave you a confused look.

“Nope, nothing. I still don’t know who you are.”

You sighed.

“Let’s try something else then..”

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“Hey Mitsuba?” You called.

“Yeah?” He hummed, he had been recently working on a new photograph for a project.

“You busy?” You asked, pulling up a chair and sitting by him.

“What? Can’t you see?” He asked sarcastically, before noticing the slight drop in your expression.

“Sorry.” He sighed “But yeah, I am.”

“With what?” You asked, placing your chin on his shoulder so you could better see what he was working on.

Shocked, and a bit embarrassed, he hid his laptop’s screen from you.

“None of your business!” He exclaimed with a flustered face.

You smirked.

“I bet you’re editing something perverted, aren’t you?” You teased, playfully poking his side.

His face flushed more, as he went on a ramble; “You think me, the cutest and sweetest boy you’ve ever met, could be capable of doing something like that? You’re the pervert then! What are you thinking of?”

You shook your head with a smile.

“I’m just kidding ‘mitsu. Calm down.” You say with a chuckle.

He huffed, going back to work. He hadn’t noticed he stopped preventing you from seeing his previous project, and what you saw made your face flush.

It was a picture he had taken of you two, you both were smiling, at an old sleepover of yours. You distinctly remember that night, so vividly.

As the last night you slept over.

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Mitsuba looked at the picture in his hands, his cold ghostly touch contrasted against the warm feel the picture gave him.

“Huh.” He hummed, narrowing his eyes down at the picture.

You wait hopefully, for any sign that he remembered you, but when he just looked up at you confused, you sighed.

“Still don’t remember me?” You asked, thought it was pointless since you already knew the answer.

“Yeah.” He answered, his voice sounded a bit timid, honestly feeling a bit bad.

He knew what it felt like to be forgotten, so he kind of knew how you felt.

You sighed, letting your head fall forward hitting the wall. You stayed there, maybe for a second or less. Then suddenly, you perked up.

“Fifth time’s the charm right?”

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“Where are you taking me?” He asked, looking around as if trying to identify his surroundings.

He opened his mouth to say something, but you quickly interrupted him.

“Just, be patient.” You sighed, clearly tired as it was already starting to be sundown and you still had no luck.

You lifted up a branch, to show some secluded area.

“Are you gonna kill me?!” He yelped, trying to pull his sleeve back from you.

“Can’t kill what’s already dead.” You hummed, revealing a hidden staircase that also led to the rooftop.

“Then what are we doing here?” He asked.

You sighed.

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You had barely gotten out of your first class, exhaustedly dragging your feet to the nearest staircase. And that’s when you heard it.

A loud yelp, that you would’ve assumed was a girl’s if it weren’t for the slightest hint of masculinity in it. You rushed to see a pink haired boy, dressed in the elementary uniform. There were a group of kids, one of them was presumably holding what looked like to be the boy’s camera.

“Give that back!” He shouted, jumping up to attempt to reach for it, only to get shoved down.

Kind of frozen in shock, you didn’t know what to do. But you knew you couldn’t just turn around and leave him to their torture.

So you shouted what literally no logical person any normal person would.

“Hey!”

Really? Hey? What the hell was that gonna do?

They turned their focus onto you, a shocked look on what seemed to be the ‘leader’s’ face.

“What’d you say?” The guy scoffed, tossing the camera to one of his friends—making Mitsuba yelp again as he thought they’d drop it and it’d break.

Not wanting to back down, you stood your ground.

“Don’t you know what ‘hey’ means?” You asked sarcastically, glaring at them.

You were glad that you were at a far enough distance that they couldn’t see how your legs were trembling slightly in fear.

“You have some nerve—“ he started, but never got to finish.

“Like you’re one to talk. Picking on someone just cause! You must be really insecure of yourself to stoop that low.” You unintentionally retorted.

His ‘friends’ snorted, and he turned around to glare at them. He whipped back around to look at you, walking down the stairs. Slowly, or at least that’s what you assumed. Because it looked pretty intimidating to you. Like a snake staring down at it’s prey.

“I’m going to give you one last chance to turn your pretty face around, and act like you didn’t see anything.” He warned, and even though you were scared, you kept on a calm façade.

“And if I don’t?” That seemed like such a dangerous sentence, you gave a quick glance to the boy, as if trying to send him a message of some sort.

He gave you a look that told you it all if you didn’t, he didn’t need to use words.

“Fine.” You huffed, turning around to ‘leave’.

“That’s what I thought.” He scoffed, and just as he let his guard down and left to head back to the boy, you slammed your shoulder hard into his, unintentionally of course, but it made him stumble.

You quickly ran up a few steps, helping the boy up.

“Give me that.” You demanded, snatching it from one of his friends who was clearly stunned.

“Why you little—“ and you knew you had no more time to think, you grabbed the boy’s hand and ran.

You ran as far away as you could until you knew you were safe. You both ended up in the room for the photography club, panting heavily from the running.

“Are you,” you coughed “you good?”

“Yeah..” he managed to choke out as he desperately tried to catch his breath.

After a few moments, and when you finally caught your breath, you realized you were still holding his camera. You cleared your throat.

“I uh.. I think this belongs to you.” You say, handing the camera to him.

He smiled warmly at you, taking it from you. He looked down at it, before mumbling something inaudible to your ears.

“Huh?” You asked.

“My name, it’s Mitsuba.” He explained.

You smiled back, “Nice to meet you Mitsuba.”

“I’m (Y/N).”

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The place you took him to, was the the place you first met him. You smiled, though it looked even more hopeless the more he looked at it. He gave you a puzzled look.

“You sure you’re not trying to have your way with me cause I’m such a cute ghost boy.” He asked, a little too seriously—flashing you his cocky grin.

Your smile faded, and you sighed, flopping down on the grass below you. You rested your head on your knees.

“You know what, I give up. I give up that’s it. It’s pointless anyway.” You whispered barely loud enough for Mitsuba to hear.

You couldn’t risk talking louder than that, you were scared your voice would crack. You laughed, but it didn’t sound too happy. Actually, it didn’t sound happy at all. It sounded pained, and it felt like someone stabbed Mitsuba right through the heart when he heard it.

“Hey,” he whispered, kneeling down with you.

“It’s okay.” He tried to assure, though he was looking around uncomfortably, unsure of what to say to comfort you.

“It’s not okay. How could this be okay?” You sobbed, finally breaking down.

You looked up at him, and when he saw that teary look in your (E/C) eyes, that’s when he broke.

He didn’t say anything else, only hugging you. Assuming that would be the only reasonable thing to do. But when he touched you, he suddenly tensed up. And a wave of emotions crashed over him, threatening to drown him.

He remembered you.

He smiled brightly, and you gave him a look of ‘what the hell?’ and ‘how could me crying make you happy?’.

He finally remembered you.

“(N/N)?” He called.

Your eyes widened in surprise, and without hesitation, you jumped in his arms.

“Oh my god! (Y/N) it’s you!” He practically squealed with how happy he was.

You sobbed into his shoulder, happy that he finally remembered you.

It took till 7:45 p.m. the whole school day, but god was it worth it. You hugged him tightly, and he patted your back awkwardly, but still welcomed your embrace.

“Hey! Just cause I’m cute doesn’t mean you can touch me however you want.” He joked, trying to get you to stop crying and maybe laugh a little.

And he succeeded, earning a wet chuckle from you.

“I’m not interrupting anything, am I?” Kou asked.

Mitsuba glared at him, as he thought his presence spoiled your guys’s moment.

You wiped your tears and laughed, it cracked a bit, but it was a happy one nonetheless.

“What’s up Kou?” You greeted, sitting up.

“Your aunt told me to come get you, I let her know where you were since she was worrying that you weren’t home yet. C’mon.” He says, smiling.

You looked back at Mitsuba, giving him one last hug.

A hug that Mitsuba swore made his heart flutter, though he’d never admit it to anyone of course. No matter if they were living or dead. Your hug felt warm, the first time he felt anything while he was dead, he was happy as you draped your arms around his neck—before letting him go and standing up.

“I’ll see you tomorrow?” You asked, wiping the last of your tears with a smile.

“Yeah.” He agreed with a smile of his own.

“Hate to break the moment here,” Kou said, “but your aunt just texted me if I found you yet.” showing you his phone screen.

“Shit we have to go then, bye ‘Mitsu!” You rushed, speeding out with Kou.

“Bye!” He shouted after you.

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BONUS!! sorta..

“You know you’ll have to be careful, right?” Mitsuba heard Sakura’s monotonous voice echo, making him jump slightly from the unannounced presence.

“Geez you scared the crap out of me!” He yelped, sighing in relief when he realized it was her and not him.

“Did you hear me?” Sakura repeated, to which Mitsuba only let out a confused ‘huh’.

“You know what’ll happen if Tsukasa catches wind of this.” Sakura warned, genuinely worried for the dead photographer.

His expression dropped, contorted into a petrified one. He’s always thought it was thunder that scared him the most, but clearly he hadn’t met Tsukasa.

“Yeah..” he mumbled, reasonably unenthusiastically.

“Then, since you know the possible consequences, be more cautious. He pops out of no where sometimes.” She said with a sigh, shaking her head.

“Okay.” Was all he managed to mumble.

He couldn’t risk anyone or anything hurting you.

Especially not Tsukasa Yugi.

(A/N) : WOOOO I finished. My hands are so tired but I can’t stop writing. I can’t help but think I’m rushing this story a bit, but then again it’s only the 3rd chapter so maybe not? I’m trying to make it as much of a slow burn romance so lmk if it feels like it’s going too fast even though act II is literally just trying to help him remember Kou and finding him all over again and you don’t actually get to be with him till like act V(five). I’m tired so I think I’m just gonna crash sleep for a bit before I have to go to some college program. Hope you enjoyed it!! If not tell me and I’ll try to fix it.

- OBEY ME shall we date?

Lucifer

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Mammon

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Leviathan

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Asmo

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Satan

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Beelzebub

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Belphegor

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Solomon

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Luke mostly platonic..

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Simeon

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Barbatos

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Diavolo

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If a character isn’t here it’s most likely I don’t pay enough attention to their character to be confident writing about/with them.

- MASTERLIST

TBHK

TEARS OF THEMIS

OBEY ME

SK8 THE INFINITY

PJO/HOO on hold..

Mystic Messenger

Twisted Wonderland

If you want me to add a fandom, don’t be afraid to dm me about it. If I don’t know it, I’ll do my research so I can write to my best extent, and I’ll think about adding it!

“Don’t leave me yet, it’s too soon.”

You were hanging out with him again, when a ghost you knew as “Tsukasa”, who referred to himself as “Amane’s” younger twin brother, horribly tore Mitsuba’s soul out. Literately.

Warnings: a whole shit ton of angst, cursing/foul language, mentions of death, maybe mentions of suicide(? from reader), Tsukasa needing some serious mental help, implications that reader is female (she/her), implication of some type of sh?, etc,.

(A/N) : So again, it’s proofread. But if there’s anything I missed lmk!! Also it switches to your aunt Autumn perspective after a bit, so you have explanation, then Kou’s. And, yeah I did add more conflict lmao.

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"Soo.." Kou hummed as he walked home with you.

"So?" You repeated, your voice a little giddy.

"How did things go with your little ghost lover huh?" He teased, a knowing smirk on his face.

Your face flushed, "He's not my-"

"I'm just kidding, calm down." He laughed.

"But." he said "I think it went well by the way I saw you two hugging each other like that."

"Like what?" You asked.

"Like you weren't gonna see him again." He hummed.

But the way you tensed up didn't go unnoticed by him.

"What's wrong?" He asked, turning back to kick a pebble on the sidewalk as you walked.

"What do you mean?" You replied.

"I'm not blind." He sighed, obviously knowing something was up.

You bit your lip turning the other way.

"It's nothing."

"You swear on my life?" He asked, sighing again when he heard you go silent.

"I had a nightmare." you finally confessed.

You had already got to your house, so you just sat down on the steps of the front porch to explain.

He sat by you, waiting patiently.

"What was it about?" He asked, careful not to make you uncomfortable.

“He died again, Kou.” You struggled not to sob.

Before Kou could reply, or say something to comfort you, you continued.

“Last night. I heard this voice. It kept telling me, it’s time, it’s time. Then I heard a scream, my scream. But it wasn’t pained, so I knew I was just horrified or something.” You winced, memory fogging up.

“T.. There was this horrible squelching noise, like you know. It sounded like something was being torn out of something, out of someone.” You rambled, eyes darting all around the street, desperately trying to not cry.

“And then I..” you stopped, choking out a sob.

You felt sick just remembering it, clasping a hand over your mouth, as if that would help keep the bile down.

“And then I saw him, dead.” You choked.

“He was dead, Kou.” You sobbed.

“The last thing I heard before I woke up, was a voice echoing for me to ‘wake up’.” You cried out, and Kou’s arms instinctively wrapped around you as an attempt to comfort you.

Kou pursed his lips in a tight line as you sobbed into his shoulder, he knew this meant something. And he knew he had to tell Teru about it.

He gently pushed you a bit, so he could look at your face. He wiped your tears away.

“He’s going to be okay.” He assured, though he wasn’t so sure himself.

“He’s going to be okay.” He repeated, though this time it sounded like he was trying to reassure himself.

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After a while, and after you finally collected yourself. You had said your goodbye to Kou and went inside your home.

Your aunt seemed to be waiting anxiously by the kitchen counter, but she sighed in relief when she saw you.

“Oh good, I was seriously starting to get worried.” She looked like she just saw a ghost, or maybe it wasn’t a ghost she saw, but she looked terrified.

You noticed the home phone cell was hanging off the counter by it’s cord, and there was a bat on the ground.

“Everything okay?” You asked, noting the way she rushed to lock the door.

She made a sort of ‘pssh’ sound, following it up with “Of course, why would anything be wrong?”

Which honestly made you worry a little, but when she assured you everything was okay and she was just worried for you, you dropped the subject.

“Well, I’m going to go shower and then go to bed.” You say, already starting up the stairs.

“Okay, you do that.” She called as you already were halfway up.

You thought it was weird, she never acted that way. If anything, she encouraged you to stay out later if it meant you were having fun, as long as you let her know. And Kou did let her know. So why was she freaking out? You wanted to pry into it, but seeing as she wouldn’t budge you decided against it. Opting to just take a shower, get ready for bed, and go to sleep. Though you couldn’t help but worry as she seemed really shaken up.

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Once she was sure you were asleep, she climbed up the stairs to check on you. She sighed, relieved that you were okay. She slumped herself against the corridor wall, sliding down till she ended up sitting with her knees bent in front of her.

What had happened?

She was just doing what she usually did while she would wait for you. Cleaning, tidying up, and doing her self care before you got back. When suddenly she heard the voices too.

At first, she didn’t believe it, thinking that maybe all this talk about the supernatural and dead friends was getting to her head.

And she did end up believing it was all in her head and was just hearing things from the anxiety.

At least, for a bit.

She had heard a loud screech, an inhuman one. It shook her down to her bones with how intense it is.

Then there was a thud, but it wasn’t just a small thud from something she knew she left almost hanging of the counter, it was a loud THUD.

Like a body falling to its death.

“Hello?” She called, turning her head to where she heard the sound.

No response.

“Anybody there?” She called again, setting the lathered up dish to the side and dried her hands to investigate the racket.

She tiptoed, thinking maybe someone broke in. So just in case, she grabbed a bat she had laying around in case of this kind of situation.

But as she swung around the corner, she was horrified.

It was you.

But it wasn’t you at the same time.

You hung there, kind of just dangling. A rope tied tightly around your neck, making said spot purple due to the lack of oxygen, she assumed.

The sight alone horrified her, making her drop the bat she was holding so tightly.

She didn’t even notice she wasn’t blinking until she did, and the image in front of her was gone.

She backed away, slowly, eyes stuck on the exact spot—as if it might reappear if she didn’t. She grabbed the home phone, quickly dialing Kou’s phone number, which she had memorized knowing he’d know where to find you or he’d be with you if you weren’t home yet.

Once he picked up the phone, she began mumbling out stuff.

“Where is (Y/N)?”

“Is she okay?”

“She’s not in trouble is she?”

“Is she with you?”

“IS SHE OKAY?”

Her voice practically echoed in Kou’s ears, as he tried to make sense of what she was saying, and reassure her that you were still at school, probably talking to that ghost you called “Mitsuba”.

She asked him frantically if he could go get you, that’s its too late for you to be out, insisting you’d be safer at home.

Which was unusual to Kou too.

“Yeah, hang on.” Was all he said so he could try to register why she was panicking like that, before hanging up and heading out the door.

Were you in danger? He thought. But if you were he knew you were more than capable of protecting yourself. Still, your aunt’s frantic panic from earlier worried him.

He was relieved to see you, safe, with Mitsuba.

He was going to call you over, tell you it was time to head home cause your aunt was worrying so much, but he waited. He wanted for your guys’s moment to last a little longer.

So when you hugged Mitsuba after he said he finally remembered you, he thought then was a good time.

“I’m not interrupting anything am I?” he asked.

He didn’t miss the way Mitsuba glared at him, and he chuckled lightheartedly at it. He watched as you wiped your tears, your laugh coming out a bit choked, but he knew it was a happy one.

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Back home, your aunt was pacing around in the corridor.

You hadn’t gotten home yet,

Kou kept only reading her messages and not telling her if you were okay or not,

You weren’t answering your phone,

She was panicking.

Quickly she texted Kou to hurry over with you, and continued to anxiously pace the halls. She looked back at where she saw it, saw you. And shakily exhaled in relief when she didn’t see it again.

Finally, she thought as she heard the door crack open.

“Oh good, I was starting to get worried.” She laughed, hurriedly going to lock the door.

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And that brought you to the moment at hand.

She kept glancing at your sleeping figure every few minutes, as if you’d somehow be dead if she didn’t. You could feel it, someone watching you while you slumbered. But you shook it off, not really interested in it.

Eventually, exhaustion caught up with her. Both from the anxiety and nerves, and from having acted so frantic. She fell asleep right outside your door.

You yawned, feeling the warm sunlight leak into your room from the crack in the curtains. You got up, getting dressed, and went to the bathroom to quickly wash your face before deciding you looked well enough to head out.

The yelp you let out when you saw your aunt outside your door was loud enough to wake her up.

“Oh, okay good.” She sighed after seeing you were alright.

You raised an eyebrow.

“What’re you doing outside my door?” You asked, a little startled.

“Am I in trouble?” You asked again, to which she shook her head.

“No, no. Just. Personal reasons.” She sighed, standing up and dusting herself off.

“Alright,” you said after a moment of hesitation “are you sure you’re okay?”

“I’m fine,” she said, but after noticing the slight attitude she gave you she added “thanks for worrying, I appreciate it really. But I’m okay.”

You gave her a suspicious glance before mumbling a quiet ‘if you say so’ and heading downstairs.

“I didn’t make breakfast cause you know, but if you finish getting ready I should have something ready by then.” She suggested, already getting the items for it.

“No it’s okay, I’m good. You seem tired, you should rest.” You say, grabbing your shoes.

Slipping them on, you continued “Besides, I’m not really hungry anyways.”

“Oh okay, you sure?” She asked.

You nodded.

“I’m good, but thanks! Rest mom!” You shouted as you ran out the door.

“Don’t be out too late!” She warned, before she heard the door shut.

You walked out, bathing in the cool morning air, sighing—it felt peaceful. You looked over, and Kou shot you a smile from the end of the street, so you ran to catch up.

“You ready?” He asked, to which you nodded.

“Let’s go.” You confirmed.

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Arriving at school, you both decided to hang out at school, not really interested in the activities. You knew Teru might bite you guys in the ass about it, but you also knew he’d help you with the work.

You headed over, with really no direction. Just the sole intention of finding Mitsuba.

And after a while you did, greeting him with a smile. He only rolled his eyes, but you noticed the slight twitch in his lips. He smiled. Kou cleared his throat.

“Before you had that.. remembrance, I was going to say we should help Mitsuba figure out his unfinished business!” Kou exclaimed excitedly, making you laugh.

“Shut up you hella lame pervert with a traffic-safety earring,” Mitsuba scoffed “she had every right to react like that.”

“And I’m not saying she didn’t.” Kou sighed, “point is—“

“I don’t even know your name, and you’re going to supposedly help me?” Mitsuba laughed sarcastically.

“Oh that’s right.” Kou began, before pausing in realization “Wait haven’t you heard my name from (Y/N)?” He asked.

“Maybe but.. can’t remember.” Mitsuba lied shrugged, with an ‘innocent’ pout.

Kou’s eyebrow twitched, making you laugh.

“Well then,” Kou started, clearing his throat “my name is Kou Minamoto. The second son in an ancient and honorable exorcist family!”

Mitsuba clasped a hand over his mouth, struggling not to burst out in laughter “That has got to be the most stupidest thing I’ve heard, you’ve been watching too much anime, creepy.” scooting away to make it even more dramatic.

Kou pouted with a huff, and you leaned against the nearest wall, eyes glimmering with amusement as you watched.

“What does the self proclaimed ‘exorcist’ ,” Mitsuba snorted “with a hella-lame traffic-safety earring want with me?”

“It’s Kou!” Said boy corrected.

“So, the hella-lame pervert with a traffic-safety earring.” Mitsuba repeated with a cocky grin.

“Kou! It’s Kou!” He insisted, his patience running thin when he heard Mitsuba laugh at him “damn I’m seriously gonna erase you!”

Laughing, Mitsuba looked at you and put on an innocent face.

“Please don’t be violent?” He taunted, before bursting out into another fit of giggles.

Kou sighed, grabbing him and pinning him against the ground with his staff directly above him, making Mitsuba yelp.

“(Y/N) he’s gonna kill me! He’s gonna kill me!” He wailed, as if asking you for help.

“You have five seconds to tell me your unfinished business, or I’ll erase you! You hear me?!” Kou demanded, pressing him into the ground with his knee.

“I’m sorry, ‘m sorry!” Mitsuba dramatically cried, nodding frantically.

Kou got off of him, and Mitsuba sat up with a pout on his face.

“I already know your name is Mitsuba, but..” Kou paused, thinking of something to ask him “how old are you?”

No answer.

“Year in school?”

“He died in middle school, Kou.” You sighed, feeling sick as you remembered the nightmares.

“What’s your ‘unfinished business’?” Kou asked, turning to you miserably, as if asking “Can I?” when Mitsuba didn’t reply, but you just laughed and shook your head, with a smile that said “No it’s fine, it’s endearing after a bit.”

Growing frustrated, he grabbed Mitsuba with a glare, fistful of his scarf.

Mitsuba yelped.

“Stop, it’s a picture! It’s a photograph!” Mitsuba cried, struggling to escape Kou’s grip.

“A.. picture?” Kou asked, a bit confused as he let go of Mitsuba’s shirt.

“I.. I think.” Mitsuba mumbled.

His eyebrows furrowed as he glared up at Kou “You can’t just go asking me about my ‘unfinished business’. I honestly don’t have an answer at the top of my head.”

Then adding, “But before I died, there must’ve been a picture I wanted to take.. I think.”

“If you’re actually going to help me finish my ‘unfinished business’, then go get my camera. I’m pretty sure (Y/N) knows where to find it.” Mitsuba muttered, awkwardly shifting around.

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“He’s so annoying..” Kou sighed as you both were on your way to the photographer club’s classroom.

You laughed.

“I think it’s funny.”

“Yeah, when it’s not you.” Kou groaned in annoyance, earning another chuckle from you.

You entered the classroom, only to see it empty.

“I remember Mitsuba once tried to get me to join the photographer club.” You sighed, grabbing his camera from a counter that had Mitsuba’s name written under it, and then a date. His death date.

“Why didn’t you?” Kou asked.

You shrugged, already making your way out.

“Didn’t really interest me. But god are Mitsuba’s photo’s good. It feels like you’re actually there.” You explained with a smile.

“What do you mean?” Kou asked again, not really understanding what you meant.

“Oh, most of the pictures I’ve seen him take were of scenery.” You hummed, turning on the camera and opening it’s gallery.

“Look,” you said, showing Kou some of the pictures Mitsuba took.

Kou looked in awe, his eyes widened at all the beautiful scenic photos.

“It’s..” he mumbled.

“Beautiful? Yeah I know.” Mitsuba said with a grin, taking the camera from my hands.

“Shouldn’t we head outside then?” You suggested, to which both boy’s agreed.

CLICK.

Another picture Mitsuba had snapped, and another second you struggled not to burst out into giggles.

“Mitsuba,” Kou called, groaning when the ghost boy didn’t reply.

“Hey Mitsuba?” He repeated, struggling to keep himself balanced.

Mitsuba hummed, as if to say “what is it?”

“This hurts!” Kou cried out dramatically, making you press your hand harder over your mouth to make sure you didn’t laugh.

Mitsuba looked down, “you look good under my feet” he laughed with a cocky grin.

“Damn it you’re gonna regret this, I swear!” Kou shouted, trying to keep him and Mitsuba balanced.

You burst out laughing, no longer being able to contain the laughter spilling out of your soft lips.

A sound Mitsuba thought was melodic, and smiled at it. Kou glared at you, as if that would stop you from laughing at his torture, before sighing.

“I mean, this better be the picture you wanted to take.” Kou grumbled.

Mitsuba scoffed with a grin, turning his focus back to his camera.

“Uh-huh.. this is totally it.” He snickered, making you laugh along.

You, Kou, and Mitsuba had already taken a few photos. Some of kittens, which had unfortunately strangled didn’t like Kou. Of a beehive, somehow the bees didn’t like the idea of being photographed and attacked Kou. And of a rainbow, which ended up with Kou almost getting rid of Mitsuba on the spot.

“That’s got to be the fourth time you’ve said that.” Kou sighed, helping Mitsuba off his shoulders.

Mitsuba went over to go show you the pictures he took. He did end up taking a few of the birds in the nest before he and Kou startled them, but he also took a picture that made you cackle.

It was a photo of the view he had from Kou’s shoulders. Kou’s eyebrow’s were furrowed in frustration, trying to stay balanced and not fall or drop Mitsuba. His blonde hair was slightly ruffled from Mitsuba’s pant’s brushing against it.

It was very amusing to you, Kou groaned when he heard your laughing and snickering with Mitsuba.

“You two are so mean I swear.” Kou whined, letting his head fall forward against the nearby wall.

“Can’t we just rap this up already?” Kou complained, lifting his head slightly to look for your response.

Mitsuba gave you a look of ‘watch this’, and headed for Kou.

“Whaaat?” Mitsuba asked, dragging out the ‘a’ letter.

“But I thought you guys were gonna stick with me until I found the picture I wanted to take?” Mitsuba brought his sleeve-covered hand up to his mouth, to create a ‘innocent’ look.

“Or what? Is the ancient and dignified exorcist with the hella-lame traffic-safety earring,” Mitsuba snickered making Kou angrier “a promise breaking liar with a hella-lame traffic-safety—“

Within seconds, Kou had Mitsuba pinned to the ground again. “Don’t be so full of yourself!”

Mitsuba screamed, frantically writhing around to escape Kou’s grip once again.

“I’m disappearing! I’m gonna disappear!” Mitsuba wailed, making grabby hands for you to help.

But you were laughing your ass off, as this had been the umpteenth time this had happened.

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“So hey,” Kou mumbled, looking over Mitsuba’s shoulder to see what he was photographing “you’ve only been taking pictures of animals and scenery.”

“Yeah, thanks Mr. obvious.” You joked, making Mitsuba laugh with you whispering a quiet ‘good one.’

Kou glared at you both, but nonetheless continued on what he was saying.

“What about people?” He asked, looking over at a couple of kids playing at the school field “you don’t want to take pictures of people at club or practice or, anything?”

Mitsuba paused for a moment, taking his focus away from taking the photo. “Uh.. well.”

Mitsuba cleared his throat, and even you went quiet to listen.

“Pictures of people do have an easier time winning awards but..” he paused, but then moved his focus back to photographing.

“What about me?” Kou practically chirped.

“What about you?” Mitsuba repeated.

“Why don’t you take a picture of me?” Kou asked with a grin.

“Yeah..” Mitsuba gave him a weird look.

“I’ll pass.”

You burst into laughter for the nth time, falling down from the crouching position you were in.

“Why?!” Kou whined, clearly confused why Mitsuba wouldn’t take a photo of him.

“I’m pretty particular about the pictures I take,” Mitsuba said as a matter of factly “it’s my policy to only take pictures of things I like..”

“Or things that are important to me.” He mumbled, glancing over to you who was still trying to stop laughing.

“Oh?” You all heard, turning around to see who it was.

“Oh, hey Yokoo!” You greeted, barely being able to catch your breath from laughing so much.

“Hey (Y/N), Kou.” Yokoo hummed in reply, adding “What? Did Kou suddenly become a jokester too?”

He gestured to your frame that was still sitting down, only holding yourself up by your elbows.

“No..” you giggled, getting back up.

Yokoo shook his head fondly, smiling. “What’re you guys doing out here?”

“Uh.. we were—“ Kou stuttered.

“Having a photo shoot! Yeah.” You blurted out.

Yokoo raised an eyebrow, chuckling at your odd behavior. “Never a dull moment with you two, huh?”

He looked down at Kou’s hands, narrowing his eyes down at it. With a hum, his eyes stared intensely at it.

“That camera..” he mumbled, “wasn’t that Mitsuba’s?”

“You..” Kou paused. “..know him?”

“We were in the same class in first year..” Yokoo explained “but.. he died. In an accident or something.”

You shuddered, turning your head the other way, as if that would help drown out what he was saying.

“Sometime last winter..”

“What?” Kou mumbled in disbelief.

“I was never really close to him, but you were in that class too, weren’t you Kou?” Yokoo asked, turning over to look at Kou, but he was looking at Mitsuba, who Yokoo couldn’t see.

“Sorry for talking about that.” Yokoo apologized after seeing you wince. “I know you were close.”

“WHAT? I WAS?” He panicked, feeling a bit bad.

Mitsuba gave Kou a side glance, but it looked kind of like ‘see your friend remembers me, even though I literally sat in front of YOU that whole year’.

“Sure were!” Yokoo confirmed, continuing to ramble on “Well I guess it’s hard to remember now, since we’re all in different classes.”

Yokoo noticed Kou wasn’t exactly paying attention and turned to look at where he assumed he was watching.

“Hey.. What’re you looking at?” He asked.

“Oh, probably another ‘supernatural’ again, you know Kou’s a little..” you spun your finger in circles on the side of your head, ‘crazy’.

Yokoo laughed, making Kou glare at you both before looking back at Mitsuba.

“Mitsuba.. that Mitsuba?”

“Yeah, I—“ Yokoo was about to speak again when his teammates called him back over “guess that’s my cue to leave. See you two later!”

“Mitsu—“ Kou stuttered out, but Mitsuba interrupted him.

“I tried talking to..” his voice cracked “every person I ever thought was my friend..”

He laughed lightheartedly, “Well except for you know, the one I didn’t remember.”

You smiled a bit, but your expression dropped when you saw Mitsuba’s face.

“But none of them knew it was me.” He mumbled, a little too sadly. “Only I remembered.”

“Ah.” You gasped when you felt a cold drop of water fall onto your skin.

You extended the palm of your hand out, as if to catch the water droplets. Kou had gone silent.

“…It’s starting to rain,” Mitsuba spoke after a few more moments of silence.

“We can see that.” You answered sarcastically, making Mitsuba playfully roll his eyes at you.

“Yeah I know that.” He retorted, then adding “we should probably go inside.”

So you all made your way up the stairs to the nearest entrance. The walk was silent once again, until Mitsuba broke it.

“I..” Mitsuba cleared his throat to speak more coherently “..was bullied when I was in elementary school.”

He turned to look at you “That’s kind of how I met (Y/N), she was the first to actually step up for me.”

You shot him a warm smile, as you continued up the steps.

“They would say it’s because like I ‘look like a girl’ and cause I’m ‘cocky’. Stupid reasons like that.” He explained.

“Oh yeah..” Kou unintentionally agreed.

Mitsuba turned around and shot him a glare “Could you not agree, please?”

“Sorry.” Kou stuttered.

“Anyways,” Mitsuba continued “that’s why I wanted to make things work out in junior high. I’d take the hint,” he used hand gestures with his sleeve to express himself better “I’d be nice so no one would call me cocky. I’d be friendly,” he paused before laughing lightheartedly “but not pushy with everyone.”

“And this where is where it got me.” He sighed “A boring guy who just barely stands out from the background.”

“(Y/N) tried to tell me that if they couldn’t accept me for who I was, and only did as a background character. Then it wasn’t worth it. But..” Mitsuba paused.

“He didn’t listen to me. Everything went through one ear, and straight out through the other.” You explained with a disappointed sigh.

“Nobody bullied me,” Mitsuba continued on “but I couldn’t make any more friends than (Y/N) either.”

Kou went silent, actually he had been silent since the whole time Mitsuba had been rambling. He finally perked up.

“He’s cocky.” Kou stated, pointing an accusing finger at Mitsuba.

Mitsuba hummed in confusion, swiftly turning around to look at Kou.

“Looks like a girl” Kou added, pointing out another finger as if to count.

“Sarcastic,”

“Selfish,”

“Has an annoying voice,”

“Obsessed with his camera,”

“Goes ‘emo’ sometimes,”

“And is only fake nice.” Kou finished, by then he had about nine fingers laid out.

“What’s your deal?!” Mitsuba shouted defensively.

“If anybody asks me ‘What kind of guy was Mitsuba Sousuke?’ that’s what I’m gonna tell them.” Kou explained.

“What?” Mitsuba mumbled with a confused expression.

“I’m sorry..” Kou apologized, looking directly at Mitsuba “I didn’t realize it was you.”

“I just didn’t recognize you, because you were so different from we met in first year.” Kou explained. “And, you know..”

“I agree with what (Y/N) had told you, I don’t think you had to force anything. You just had to be yourself.” Kou lightly chuckled, looking over at you who smirked at Mitsuba with a look in your eyes that said ‘I told you so’.

Mitsuba laughed softly, shaking his head.

“I do think you’ve got a warped personality.” Kou added, before speaking again “but I don’t hate it.”

“..A lot of good that does me now.” Mitsuba muttered.

“Yeah.” Kou hummed in agreement.

The rain had somehow magically stopped, and the sky was clear again. Mitsuba stopped at a sort of small balcony in the middle of the stairs to take a picture of some birds that looked to be doves passing by.

“Kou, (Y/N).” Mitsuba called, stopping his photo-taking for a moment.

Kou hummed in response, to tell Mitsuba to continue talking. And you just mumbled a “Yeah?”

“If I were still alive,” Mitsuba began “do you think the three of us could have been friends?”

“Are we not your friends?” You asked heading over to wear Kou was walking to, not really knowing where else to go.

“Yeah, can’t we still be friends even if you’re dead?” Kou asked with a pout. He sighed.

You looked at Kou, and he did the same. Over time whenever you made eye contact you found yourself laughing, and that what happened.

Mitsuba smiled, feeling his cold heart warm for the first time since he died.

CLICK!

You and Kou stopped your giggling for a moment, a bit shocked by the flash from the camera’s lens.

You raised an eyebrow as if to say ‘what was that?’ but still smiled, “Oh?”

Kou smiled, turning around to look at Mitsuba “What’d you take a picture of?” he asked.

“The sky?” He thought.

“Who knows?” Mitsuba chuckled “Maybe somethings important to me?”

The grin you had made Mitsuba’s smile even wider, and but Kou was still confused.

“Huh?”

“It doesn’t matter, let’s just go!” Mitsuba laughed, already pushing Kou towards the door leading back into the school.

You shook your head with a smile, walking beside Mitsuba.

“You guys can help me develop them tomorrow!” He suggested.

“And then..” he mumbled, looking at you and then back at Kou “..then I think I’ll be okay.”

“…You think so?” Kou asked.

“Yeah.” Mitsuba agreed.

“Then we can pick this back up tomorrow?” You asked hopefully.

“I’ll be waiting at the school’s entrance.” Mitsuba hummed with a nod.

“Miitsubaa..” you heard a voice chirp from behind you, dragging the ‘i’ and ‘a’.

It didn’t sound cheerful, in fact. It frightened you. You’d never felt so afraid to hear a spirit’s voice, it sent shivered down your spine. You shuddered. All three of you froze in place, but the look on Mitsuba’s face said it all.

You should be scared.

“It bothers me when you do these things,” the voice continued “without my permission, too.”

You hesitated, but turned to look behind you.

The boy had almost the same appearance as Hanako, except he had a more traditional uniform on, and a different seal on his cheek. A black one with the same red letters. His orbs were different too, they gave you a eerie feeling when you looked over at them. But besides that, he had the same choppy hair, and the same amber eyes. They looked ambitious, but not the type of ambition that’s curious and innocent.

No, the ambition in HIS eyes terrified you.

By then, Kou and Mitsuba had turned around too. And Mitsuba, he looked petrified. You all stood there like a deer in headlights, not knowing what to do.

“It’s rude.”

Kou narrowed his eyes down at the guy, and you knew he was thinking the same thing as you.

“Hanako?” you both mentally thought.

But unfortunately for all three of you, it wasn’t.

“Trying to move on.. without telling me too.” He continued to muse, walking closer to Mitsuba, who tried to back away.

“That’s not nice.” The boy said, finally stepping in front of Mitsuba “We can’t be having that.”

And with that, he shoved his hand straight through Mitsuba’s chest. He let out a choked cry, and there was a squelching noise—the same sound you heard in that dream—you shook your head in disbelief, backing away from the view.

The guy then tore his hand back out, holding what looked to be a dim light. Mitsuba’s soul.

“Wh—“ Kou choked.

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?” Kou shouted angrily, attempting to attack the ghost from behind.

But the spirit didn’t do anything to to stop him. Instead, he grabbed Kou by his head, and slammed it straight into the wall. Kou winced as he slid down the wall, holding his head in his hand as if that would soothe the pain.

“Remember Mitsuba?” The ghost hummed, walking back over to said boy. “You asked me to grant you your wish!”

The ghost chuckled as it finally stopped right in-front of Mitsuba, “You said, ‘I want to stay in everyone’s memories.’”

He bent over, harshly pulling his head up by his silky pink hair “You just have two people and your happy with that?” The boy asked, his frown turning into a terrifying grin “No you’re not.”

“Are you, Mitsuba?”

“YOU BASTARD.” You practically shrieked, gritting your teeth as hard as you could to prevent yourself from sobbing.

“YOU FUCKING BASTARD!” You screamed, lunging at the spirit.

But just like with Kou, he was unfazed. His face void of any sympathy. His orbs swarmed around him, the force shoving you back, and you hit the wall with a loud cry that made Mitsuba’s heart ache. With a swift motion, his arm was behind Mitsuba’s back, he couldn’t move at all.

“I’m a supernatural.” The spirit hummed “For the right price, I will grant the wish of whoever summons me.”

“Amane grants the wishes of the living on the near-shore,” he explained “and I grant the wishes of the dead on the far-shore.”

“Mitsuba made a wish, and I answered.” He stated, looking at you who struggled to get up.

“And now I’m going to make his wish come true,” he said with such a smile that if you hadn’t known any better, would’ve seemed so innocent “and I’m going to do it my way.”

click.

There was a small snap-sound when the ghost flicked on some switch to a radio. Wait, a radio? What was going on(?), you thought.

“Okay Mitsuba,” the boy chirped “it’s time to grant your wish!”

“Sakura!” The ghost called in the direction of the speakers. “We’re all ready!”

There was a bit of static, before a monotonous voice spoke up.

It was a girl’s, you didn’t know who’s though, cause the voice wasn’t familiar to you.

“Have you heard this rumor?” The girl the ghost had called ‘Sakura’ asked.

“The bent-neck boy at the school entrance.”

Suddenly, Mitsuba’s eyes shot open, and there was an unsettling crack as his head snapped backwards.

“They say a ghost with a broken neck,” the girl continued “appears at the entrance of the middle school division.”

“He is a very lonely ghost.”

“So he might talk to you too. He’ll say ‘Hey..”

“Did you forget about me?” A voice that didn’t sound like Mitsuba’s asked, still the words pushed past his lips in a croak.

The voice sounded distorted, unpleasant.

“Mitsuba..” Kou whimpered, holding on tightly to his head.

“If you can’t tell him his name,” she started to explained “then.” She paused.

“He’ll break your neck to make you look like him.”

Then there were more voices. Other voices. They echoed. Bouncing on the walls and flooding into your ears.

“Did you hear? A friend of a friend told me..”

“Ew that’s disgusting!”

“Was it the middle school entrance?”

“Your neck!”

“He’ll break your neck?”

“That’s scaary”

“No,” Mitsuba whimpered, holding on tightly to his head out of frustration “no, no, no..”

“DISGUSTING.”

“LONELY GHOST.”

“BREAKS YOUR NECK?!”

“LOOK LIKE HIM?”

“SCARY.”

Mitsuba cried as he thrashed around violently.

“(Y/N)..” he wailed “Kou.”

The teary look in his eyes, the crack in his voice, the petrified look on his face.

It all made your blood boil.

How could anyone do that, to anyone really?

“There.” The ghost hummed in satisfaction.

“Now,” he smiled “no one will ever forget you.”

The way his lips twitched up into a smile, was twisted. It made your stomach churn and you felt the bile rising up from your stomach.

Mitsuba began to rise, but the the person—no. It wasn’t even a person. The thing that rose wasn’t Mitsuba. It was a large blob of this black liquid that felt like acid to your eyes the more you looked at it. It was covered head to toe in eyes, where his chest was—where his heart should’ve been was torn open. A rib cage was visible from that opening, and it was covered in bandages. It was made of many more parts, parts your couldn’t identify. Parts you didn’t want to identify.

The only part you could identify, was Mitsuba’s head slightly peeking out from the top of the monster.

His eyes were shut, and he looked almost lifeless as the only part of him you could see was limp.

“The school’s seven mysteries..” the ghost sighed walking towards where Kou was and where you were still trying to stay conscious. “Say they maintain correct relationships between humans and supernaturals.”

“But who needs that?” The ghost beamed, but his smile just made you shudder “Humans and supernaturals should just be however they want.”

“If that’s enough to break the world..” he trailed off.

“Then it’s better off broken.”

“Don’t you agree?” He asked with a hum.

You swore you saw red when you saw him touch Mitsuba, holding him like it was the most innocent thing in the world.

Holding his head in his hands as if he didn’t just grant his wish in a way he never wanted.

You felt your entire body shake with rage the more you looked at it. You stood up on legs you swore were made of jelly by the way the wobbled and threatened to give out on you.

“You’re..” you coughed violently “you’re one to talk!”

The ghost gave you a confused hum, an amused hum. A hum that scared you, but you continued on.

“All he wanted was someone to call he friend! Someone to tolerate his cocky personality and like him for who he was!” You say through choked out sobs.

“HE DIDN’T WANT EVERYONE TO FEAR HIM!”

Your shouting rattled Kou down to his bones with the way it scared him. It didn’t even sound like a shout, a yell, or even a scream.

No, it was a screech.

Hot tears threatened to spill from your tired (E/C) eyes, trembling with anger.

“Humans and super natural should just be however they want?” You scoffed “YOU DIDN’T EVEN LET HIM BE HOWEVER HE WANTED.”

“He was happy with what he had! Even if it was for a moment!” You cried, violently wiping the tears that began to spill out of your eyes and down your cheeks.

“You fucking asshole..” you whimpered.

“YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE HOW COULD YOU?!” You shrieked, throwing yourself at him, only for him to shove you right back with the force of his orbs.

And that, was when you blacked out.

Just in time, and luckily for Kou, Hanako had arrived.

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There was silence when you blacked out, but then there were tons of laughter.

“Oh no.. poor sweet (Y/N)..” a voice whispered.

“It’s only just begun.”

“You’re not quite done yet.”

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You shot up with a gasp, looking around frantically. Sighing when you saw it was just Hanako and Yashiro in the room.

“Ah..” Hanako mumbled. “You’re awake.”

“Are you okay?” Yashiro asked worriedly, pressing an ice pack against your head.

You winced at the ice cold feel, and Yashiro squeaked out a small ‘m sorry’.

You didn’t say anything though. You couldn’t, you didn’t know what to say.

Losing Mitsuba again was like losing the missing puzzle piece you’d been looking for and just when you think you’ve found it, you lost it again.

Tears began to well in your eyes and before you knew it, you were sobbing.

“I’m sorry Mitsuba, ‘m so sorry..” you cried.

Yashiro gave Hanako a pained look and he only responded with a sad smile.

“It wasn’t your fault kid.” Hanako sighed, sitting beside you.

“Yeah, it’ll be okay!” Yashiro tried assure me.

“No, no, no there should’ve been something I could’ve done! God— I-“ you wailed, wiping the tears harshly as they fell from your sunken eyes.

“No, (Y/N).” Hanako sighed “There’s nothing you could have done.”

“Once someone dies, that’s just the end.”

He sighed again when he saw you sob at the mention of death, knowing your friend died a second time just moments before.

“It’s over,” he continued. “You can become spirits and wander the near shore but that’s just it.”

“There’s no where else to go after that.” He whispered.

“We have no future.”

“No, no there must’ve been something I could’ve done!” You whimpered, but the more you cried, the more your head began to hurt.

Yashiro noticed this and sat on the other side of you, rubbing your back comfortingly as if it would help.

“Destruction was the only salvation for him, it’s better this way—trust me.” Hanako whispered after a few more moments of sitting in silence, the only sounds to fill the void were the sounds of your sobbing and hiccups.

“No there had to be some other way!” You screamed, Yashiro winced at how pained your voice sounded “It can’t end this way. I just had him. He was just here!”

“(Y/N)—“ Hanako tried to speak.

“BULL SHIT.” You shouted, slamming your fisted hands down hard onto your legs.

“BULL SHIT, BULL SHIT! ITS ALL A LOAD OF FUCKING CRAP!” You kept slamming your fists down onto your thighs repeatedly out of frustration, so much that Yashiro had to grab your hands and forcefully keep them from harming yourself any more than you already were.

“(Y/N),” Hanako whispered, making you turn to look at him through angry tears “there’s nothing you could’ve ever done to help him.”

“There’s no saving the dead.”

You broke out into hysterical sobs, shaking your head ‘no’ in disbelief.

There had to be some other way, there had to be some way to save him.

“Don’t leave me yet Mitsuba..” you cried, as if he would be able to somehow hear you from where he was.

“It’s too soon.”

(A/N) : I’m not feeling well right now, mostly mentally cause of some issue. So I thought of putting all that into here. Hope you liked it.

Something about you..

Mitsuba x fem! reader

I originally thought for this to be some sort of short story that I could have in a one-shot, but then I realized I had too much for this so I decided on making this a short-novel instead. There is a playlist for this story, but if you want to listen to the separate ones, I made a few. They will be released as the chapters are published, and once I’m finished with the entire book you will be able to listen to the entire playlist altogether for the book.

Summary: You’ve been able to see ghost, spirits, and supernatural being since you were young. It all started when your father performed rituals on you with a cult, your mom knew of this, but never showed any signs of putting an end to it. Your aunt noticed something strange whenever she’d gone over. You’d show her things she couldn’t see, cry when you heard something she didn’t, and talked to things—to people, that weren’t there. Worried, she asked you if knew what they were doing, naively, you replied excitedly that it was just a game you played. She explained to you that you shouldn’t be seeing these things, and fled with you since she was worried of your safety. You’d been able to see them since. You met Mitsuba since you saved him from a group of bullies back in elementary, and had been friends ever since. You told him everything, and he put aside his “kind” persona with you. But when he was announced dead, you were devastated. You hoped you’d see his spirit soon, at least once. But you started to lose hope. Your aunt was worried, and asked you to go to therapy but they refused to see you after a disturbing feeling that someone was with them and had to be admitted. So when you met Kou in your second year of middle school, he took you to his brother. He wasn’t able to help either, but at least now you had someone to talk to it about.

Warnings: Angst (intensifies and dies down at random), cursing, ooc characters (at some point in the story), mentions of death, mentions of suicide, Tsukasa needing some serious help, implications of female reader, dirty jokes (but nothing close to acting going at it, mostly just Mitsuba’s act), Teru is an asshole at some point but it’s okay, and more..

Act I — “The bittersweet start of something new.”

Act I — chapters (5/5)

Act II — “Until we meet again.”

Act II — chapters (1/5)

Act III — “Our surviving story.”

Act III — chapters (coming soon..)

Act IV — “Fall with me, won’t you?”

Act IV — chapters (coming soon..)

Act V — “Something about you.”

Act V — chapters (coming soon…)

(A/N) : Story can and WILL go off plot at times.

Act I — The bittersweet start of something new.

Chapter 1 — “When light meets blue.”

Basically in this chapter you’re starting your last year at Kamome Academy’s Middle School Divison (KAMSD), and in this chapter you’re kind of not surprised that you could still see all the supernaturals roaming the halls. But when rumor spread of this ghost that asks “Do you remember me?” you can’t help but get curious. Luckily for you, Kou, who already was intending to investigate, encountered said ghost without having to try. Excited, he drags the dead photographer to you, and you meet. As the title suggests, you were happy to have finally found the spirit, but surprised and shocked was all that fogged your mind when you realized it was Mitsuba.

Chapter 2 — “Remember me, remember you.”

Excited, you run over to him. You remembered him, but did he remember you? When you reached over to hug him and he backed away from your touch, you felt hurt. He didn’t. He remembered Kou who forget him, but he couldn’t remember you.

Chapter 3 — “Nostalgia.”

In attempt to jog his memory, you take him to all his old favorite spots, indulging him to take photos of the mesmerizing scenes. He feels something about you, but still can’t quite remember you. He feels attracted to you, but doesn’t understand why as he claims not to know you. After a while, you gave up, but it was then that he remembered a habit you had when you grew upset over something. And that’s when he remembered you.

Chapter 4 — “Don’t leave me yet, it’s too soon.”

You were hanging out with him again, when a ghost you knew as “Tsukasa”, who referred to himself as “Amane’s” younger twin brother, horribly tore out Mitsuba’s soul out. Literately.

Chapter 5 — “Come back to me, I’ll wait for you.”

Devastated and exhausted, you were still mourning losing Mitsuba a second time. You refused to get out of bed, and only did when Teru asked you to because your grades were a mess. Kou decided to show you the photos Mitsuba had took before. The incident. You tried spending most of your time with Yokoo and Satou, who didn’t really know why you were upset but still tried to comfort you. But when Kou dragged you off saying Yashiro had gone missing, and you needed to enter some boundary and he wanted you there. You kind of had to tag along. But unexpectedly, you find someone there.

(A/N) : Story can and will go off plot at some times.. just a heads up.

“Remember me, remember you.”

Excited, you run over to him. You remembered him, but did he remember you? When you reached over to hug him and he backed away from your touch, you felt hurt. He didn’t. He remembered Kou who forgot him, but he couldn’t remember you.

(A/N) : Proofread, so don’t worry about any grammar mistakes or spelling errors. Enjoy!

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“Mitsuba?” You cried, unsure if he was really there or not.

“You know this kid?” Kou asked you.

You didn’t answer him, only running up to hug him, only for him to back away from you.

“Sorry, do I know you?” He said with a raised eyebrow, genuinely confused.

Your heart sank to your stomach.

“You remember me, and I don’t know you? But I know you and you don’t remember me?” Mitsuba asked.

“Who are you?” Mitsuba asked another question, suddenly going from cocky to confused.

“What do you mean? I don’t know you?” Kou asked making them both even more confused.

“I’m gonna- er. Go. Yashiro could probably use the help.” You excused, walking off.

Your voice was shaky.

“What the hell?!” Kou shouted at the ghost who you called Mitsuba.

He grabbed him by the collar, he was confused when you recognized the ghost boy, but angry that he didn’t seem to recognize you despite asking people if they remembered him. Mitsuba yelped.

“I swear I don’t know her! I really don’t know who she is! I mean she feels familiar but I don’t know her!” Mitsuba yelled thrashing around in panic.

Kou huffed, he has never seen you that upset.

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“You know him?” Yashiro asked.

You nodded, taking the tissue Hanako offered to you.

“It’s okay, knowing he’s not alive maybe his memories were thrown around and it’s just gonna take longer for him to remember you.” Hanako assured you, the mokke unusually backed him up, nodding and agreeing.

“Yeah, Hanako’s right! I’m sure he’ll come around.” Yashiro smiled.

“Thanks Yashiro,” you smiled warmly at her, though it still looked sad “maybe you’re right.”

“Just gotta wait.” Hanako confirmed.

You checked the time on your phone.

5:59 p.m.

“Well I’m gonna head out. Thanks for listening.” You said, standing up.

“No problem! You can always come to us with anything!” Yashiro beamed with a smile.

I smiled too, before leaving the school.

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“That quick?” Your aunt asked as you opened the door.

She was sitting in the living room, watching some show she found in a channel.

“I got tired, so I’m just going to go to bed.” You said, but your voice failed you and cracked.

Your aunt raised an eyebrow at this, and stood up.

“Everything go okay at school?” She asked, and that’s when you broke again.

You told her everything, how when Kou finally found something on the ghost, you were happy. That you went to go leave your stuff down, and you hesitated to walk the rest of the way when you heard it. And when you had confirmed that it was indeed, Mitsuba’s spirit, and ran to embrace him, he backed away and said he didn’t remember you.

“Oh honey..” your aunt said in a hushed voice, hugging you.

“Maybe something went wrong with his memory. I don’t know much about the supernatural, but sometimes they forget things. Just give it time okay?” She assured, hugging you a bit tighter as you cried harder.

“Okay.” You sobbed.

“Go ahead and shower, there’s this new k-drama I found, wanna watch it together?” Your aunt asked.

“Sure..” you hiccuped, finally calming down.

Your aunt smiled.

“Alright, hurry and shower, get ready for bed, and then come down here. I’m gonna go buy snacks, you want anything?” She asked, already going to grab her wallet and keys.

“Maybe just some chips and something to drink..” you mumbled, wiping the last of your tears.

“Okay, I’ll be back.” She said, rushing out the door.

You hurried up to shower.

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The feeling of the hot water splashing on your back was comforting. You were already done showering, just standing there to think.

“Maybe they are right. I just have to wait.” You assured yourself.

“Yeah, I just have to wait.” You confirmed.

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You had already finished doing your skincare, getting dressed in your comfiest pajamas, and were now drying your hair. You were about to head downstairs, when you got the notification of a call.

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Incoming call..

Kou

Answer / Decline

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“Hello?” You called, your voice sounded raspy from crying so much.

“Hey, you ran out after seeing that ghost.” Kou said after a few moments, pointing out the obvious.

“I did.” You confirmed, sitting down on your bed.

“You okay?” He asked, pausing before adding “oh and Tiara says hi.”

You smile, and he swore he could hear it.

“Tell her I say hi too. And yeah. I should be okay. I talked to Yashiro, Hanako, and now my aunt about it. I should be fine.” You reply.

He gasped, acting offended.

“And you didn’t talk to me about it? How could you?” He asked, dramatically.

You chuckled, and he smiled.

“You were busy with Mitsuba, don’t know. How could I?” You replied.

He hummed.

“Well I’m not busy now, tell me about it.” He says, laying down on his bed.

He put the phone on speaker, laying it next to his head.

“Mitsuba. You seriously don’t remember him?” You asked.

“No, nothing.” He confirmed.

You sighed.

“He was that photographer in junior high. And..” you paused.

“One of my closest friends since elementary.”

“I told him about everything, about the rituals, about the ghosts, everything. He acted like himself around me. Even if he was cocky and arrogant. He was nice to be around.” You explain.

“You liked being around that? And Teru thinks I’m the crazy one.” Kou joked.

“But,” Kou added. “That still doesn’t ring a bell. You sure he didn’t go to another school?”

You sighed in disapproval.

“No, he wouldn’t be haunting the school entrance if he did. I used to tag along with him. He can come off as a jerk and a total asshole.”

“Oh no yeah for sure.” Kou snorted.

You rolled your eyes.

“But he’s got a kind side if you look really closely.” You say with a smile.

“Yeah I’m pretty sure I’d have to squint really hard to see it.” Kou scoffed with a smile.

“He died, I can’t even remember how long ago anymore. And since I’ve been looking for any sign of his spirit. It wasn’t until recently that something turned up. I had dreams, vivid dreams, of his death. I kept hearing his voice but if I turned around he wasn’t there. So I guess it kinda really hurt me when he said he didn’t remember me. Who was actually close to him when he was alive, but remembered you when you only briefly interacted with him once in junior high.” You sighed, lying on your back, shutting your eyes for a moment.

“Guess I have that affect on people.” He said with a chuckle, fiddling with his bedsheets.

You snorted, rolling onto your stomach.

“I guess. But it still hurt.” You groaned.

He went silent for a moment.

“Hey, how about tomorrow I’ll go find him, and I’ll leave you with him. You can try to jog his memory, talk to him. Do you have any old photos or videos?” He asked after a few seconds.

“Yeah, a few Polaroid photos.. some old videos that my aunt took. I could ask for them.” You reply.

“Yeah, do that. I’ll take care of the rest.” He said.

You smiled.

“Thanks Kou, you really are the best.”

“Your welcome.” He hummed.

“Well, I’m gonna head to sleep now, you should too. I don’t want to be left with Hanako the whole day.” He scoffed playfully.

“Yeah I will in a bit. Good night Kou.” You reply.

“Don’t sleep too late.” He reminded.

“Okay mom.” You answered sarcastically.

“Good night.” Kou said before hanging up.

As if on cue, your aunt unlocked the door and shut it behind her.

“(Y/N), I’m back. You ready?” She called.

“Yeah just give me a minute!” You shouted back, grabbing a blanket and rushing downstairs.

She set the bag of snacks down on the coffee table and flopped down onto the couch. Once you got there and sat down with her, she smiled.

“Take your pick,” she gestured to the bag of snacks “I bought a ton of stuff.”

You thanked her before grabbing what you wanted from the bag, settling down on the couch to watch whatever k-drama she chose.

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You had ended up falling asleep on the couch, peacefully after halfway through the movie. She smiled warmly at your sleeping figure, but she knew you couldn’t fall asleep on the couch. She couldn’t leave you there knowing you might see something, someone again. So she woke you up.

“Hey, sweetie wake up real quick. C’mon you can go back to sleep in your room.” She urged, gently shaking you.

You groaned, rolling onto your side facing the other way.

“(Y/N), c’mon wake up. Go brush your teeth real quick and go back to bed.” She insisted, so with a grumble you got up and went upstairs.

You made your way to the bathroom, brushing your teeth. Once you were done, you left to your room.

You passed your aunt in the hallway upstairs “good night” she called.

“G’night.” You mumbled back sleepily.

You plopped down onto your bed, making yourself comfortable in the covers.

Closing your eyes to sleep, you felt that same weight on your chest. And out of exhaustion, you fell asleep.

(A/N) : Planning on posting the next chapter tomorrow. It’s already done, just needs to be proofread.

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HOHOHO hi there darling, I saw that you write for mystic messanger and ahhh~ I'm so glad. That games got me in a LITTERAL chokehold the last few days I Litteraly can't focus on anything else beside it...haha anyways onto the request

I read your rules and everything so I think I'm good to go

I was thinking

Zen x reader first kiss maybe imagine or headcanons or whatever youre more comfy with

Anyways love you don't forget to eat and drink (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。

Zen x reader (gn) — First kiss.

Aww you’re so sweet, and I can do both since I don’t have anything else to do atm!! Also I didn’t know if you wanted it to be fem or masc reader so it’s gn! And I didn’t know if you meant reader/Zen’s first kiss or the first kiss in the relationship, so I just made it so it was the first kiss in the relationship, but if you meant smth else lmk and I’ll re-write it! Sorry that it’s a bit short, if you wanted it to be longer I could write more!

- I would think Zen wouldn’t be very shy about kissing you, even if it’s your first kiss (in the relationship..)

- I feel like the first thing Zen would do almost immediately after you officially got together—would be kissing you. But ofc he would wait until you’re ready to cause he loves you and don’t wanna make you uncomfy.

- Yk how he’s always flirty in his route? I feel like he would try to make it less.. obvious that he wanted to kiss you but still flirts with you to the point of HINTING that he wants to.

- If you don’t catch onto it, he wouldn’t hesitate to tell you straight, and would even tease you if you got flustered.

- But overall I feel like he’d be very patient and wouldn’t want to rush you if you wanted to wait until you felt the moment was right. <3

You and Zen were currently laying down on the grass, watching as the stars twinkled and shimmered, pointing at every odd shape some of them formed. He had invited on you on a picnic, in the place he would hide away to, he thought what better than to be there, no one to interrupt, just you and him with the crickets in the background.

It was nice, not having to worry about Zen’s fans following you both around and pestering you. It was also nice to not have the chaos of RFA, just the two of you. Nothing more than the sound of crickets chirping every now and then, and the slight breeze that rustled the grass. To Zen, it was perfect. Just laying with you, all alone with only the stars as your witness.

Zen turned to you, his gaze loving as he reached to caress your face.

“Hey?” You giggled, turning on your side so now you were face-to-face with him.

“Hey.” He smiled warmly at you, wrapping his arm around you and pulling you closer.

You two stayed there for a moment or two, maybe longer, but you didn’t know. All you knew is that you were laying there, safe and comfortable. The only light there was the small lamp Zen had brought, which perfectly illuminated your face. To him, you looked absolutely stunning, perfect in his eyes.

His gaze which was once set on your eyes, moved down to your soft lips. You two haven’t kissed once in the relationship, but he was just waiting for you to be ready.

While you were waiting for the perfect moment.

There was no rushing this pure night, holding each other so close, that it felt impossible to be even closer.

You turned your head slightly, gazing up at the stars and the moon. “The moon.. it looks beautiful, doesn’t it?” You asked with a smile, gazing back into his crimson eyes.

“Never as beautiful as you.” He teased, but he wasn’t smirking—he was genuinely smiling.

Your face flushed, and with a huff, you shifted your gaze back to the sky.

“Hey..” he cooed, grabbing your chin gently so you would look back at him “you know I love you, right?”

Right then and there, your heart fluttered, and it felt as if a million butterflies were swarming in a tornado-like way inside of your stomach.

“Yeah..” was what you managed to reply, then whispering a “..I love you too.”

He smiled at you once more, his gaze trailing back to your lips. Oh how badly he wanted to kiss you, and you noticed. You noticed how he looked at your lips for a moment too long before flickering back to your eyes, but you took it as he might be a bit sleepy, and thought nothing of it.

Zen wanted to get frustrated, he wanted to be closer to you, but he just couldn’t. He wanted to be patient with you, he didn’t want you to run from him because he was rushing or being too pushy. But he just couldn’t stop himself from asking.

“Can I kiss you?”

Your entire face flushed bright red, as your eyes darted back to his. “What?” you uttered, thinking maybe you heard him wrong.

But this only made him even more determined.

“I said,” he murmured, reaching to caress your face in his hands. His hands felt soft against your skin, as if they were meant to hold you. “Can I kiss you?”

“I..” you were too flustered to speak, heart pounding in your chest—so loudly you thought he might hear it. It wasn’t for a while that you finally managed to give a shy nod, and that’s all it took for Zen.

Zen quickly leaned in, eager to feel his lips against yours, impatient to kiss you. He smiled when you let out a surprised squeak, but returned his kiss after a few moments. He pulled away, slowly and reluctantly, he felt his heart swell at the sight of you.

Your cheeks were flushed, and you were breathing a bit heavily from how flustered you were. It wasn’t long before he leaned back in, and kissed you once again.

It was perfect, you and him, kissing under the moonlight with no fangirls in sight, and no one there to bother you. Just Zen and his lovely partner, kissing under the blanket of stars.

(A/N) : I got so excited when I saw something in my inbox more like when I got the notification and I wanted to say thank you sm for requesting this! It was really fun to write, and if you want me to fix anything just say the word and I’ll make any adjustments you want! Sorry for writing so much in an author’s note, it’s just this is the first ask I’ve gotten and I’m really happy about it. :)

Also it’s proofread! I made sure to double check for spelling errors and grammar mistakes, so if I missed something hopefully I didn’t lmk! Also lmk if you want me to change smth in it, but overall tysm for requesting this.

hihihi, not a request but just wondering when act 2 of mitsuba x fem reader will be out? j literally just binge read the first act and i’m in tears ong

Hey, and I’ll probably either start it in the spring or in the summer! Mostly because I’m rlly rlly busy with school atm, but I will make sure to start working on it soon (I literally have multiple drafts already lol). I would have started it in the winter, but I got sick and due to other personal reasons, I postponed it. But I will make sure to get working on it as soon as I possibly can. (Also this is completely unrelated but any requests that anyone has asked for I am working on I just pls be patient with me I will have it posted soon or at some point. I might do a few specials for Valentine’s Day.) But yeah, I will try my hardest to get working and get it posted asap!! Make sure to take care of yourselves. <3

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Get to know the author..

My name, as it says in both my user and bio, is Sara. Writing is sort of something I do after everything, and so I thought, why not share some writing on here? I play Genshin on NA server ((I can’t fight anything without killing at least one character—)) so if you’d like to play just give me a dm! Requests will be open as long as there’s not too many, but as soon as I finish the ones I need to get done they’ll be open again.

Currently working on..

Mitsuba x Fem! reader fanfic..

Recently Published..

Childhood friend troupe with Ace and Deuce — separate.

“The bittersweet start of something new.” —Act I (ch [5/5) COMPLETE.

Zen x reader (gn) — First kiss.

Don’t cry, I’m here. — Saeyoung (707) x fem! reader

“Disaster” — Miya Chinen x reader songfic

— RULES

Most of my writing will be “x reader” ((just a heads up)) but I will maybe write character x character. Anyways, every good writing blog needs rules. So here is a list of rules and what I will write and what I won’t and what I possibly might.

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- I have the right to deny a request if it makes me uncomfortable.

- No kids x reader not even aged up.

- I have no word writing limit, I will try to make each ((unless it’s a drabble, or hcs)) at least 1k

- If I do write smut, and your under let’s say 16-15 please don’t read. I can’t stop you but please.

- I won’t write pedophilia, rape, abuse, or any of that sort of stuff.

- Also I refuse to write any pregnant reader or family related requests, I don’t feel comfortable with it.

- There’s not many rules cause I don’t know what else should be restricted.

WILL WRITE

- Angst, Fluff, (moderate) lime

- Fandoms

- Drabbles, Multi-fics, one-shots, headcannons, etc,.

- Specific gender reader ((if not specified it will be gn))

- Suggestive content (ish?)

MAYBE I WILL WRITE

- Smut ((still not sure))

- Character x character

WON’T WRITE

- Any extreme smut ((if I do end up writing it at all))

- Any child x reader. No. Under any circumstance, no. Even if I was held at gunpoint, no.

- If I do write smut I won’t write about any.. disturbing kinks ((ex. p!ss kink)) just no.

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