both pretty different ≧◡≦
“Send them in.” Sitting on a chair made for a king, the blue-haired boss of a highly infamous organization crossed his arms and awaited for the intruder. A young woman was brought in, both her arms being held by two different men. They were tall and towering over her, so even if she tried to fight, they could easily lift her off the ground and let her dangle there while they kept walking. Instead of fighting, she followed their orders and did what she was told. Never had she imagined getting caught when she was so close to revealing this business and revealing Aomine’s evil acts to the police. Victory was so close, yet here she was at the very opposite side of the spectrum of winning. “Set her down. I doubt she’ll run.” ( full version under the read more )
I’m surprised.” Walking into his girlfriend’s apartment to find his girlfriend
holding a frying pan in one hand and unconscious body on the ground, Akashi
walked over the limp body and gently placed a hand on her wrist to lower her
weapon. “You’re not hurt, are you?” His words were delicate to settle her
nerves as she stared at the ground with a frightened expression. She had just
walked into her apartment when some guy pushed his way inside and demanded
information on her boyfriend. She was baffled by the many questions and was
uncertain about all of it. She was convinced the guy was talking about the
wrong Akashi Seijuro, but there was only one that fit the profile the intruder
was describing. “No…not really.” Letting
her arm with the pan fall down to her side, she turned to Akashi. He didn’t look
scared nor did he even looked fazed by the whole situation he walked in on. “Why
are you here?” ( full version under the read more )
Aomine full :
“Send them in.” Sitting on a chair made for a king, the
blue-haired boss of a highly infamous organization crossed his arms and awaited
for the intruder. A young woman was brought in, both her arms being held by two
different men. They were tall and towering over her, so even if she tried to
fight, they could easily lift her off the ground and let her dangle there while
they kept walking. Instead of fighting, she followed their orders and did what
she was told. Never had she imagined getting caught when she was so close to
revealing this business and revealing Aomine’s evil acts to the police. Victory
was so close, yet here she was at the very opposite side of the spectrum of
winning. “Set her down. I doubt she’ll run.” Aomine stayed sitting on his throne,
he eying the girl with a glint of wonder and excitement. Someone was trying to
expose him and this is the culprit? He was intrigued why she of all people
wanted to ruin what he so carefully built on hardship and…well, brute force. This
girl might’ve been the reason he was so frustrated the past month, but seeing
her in front of him made him delighted and quite victorious. “So you’re the
person trying to run me out of town, huh?” Aomine carefully shifted his
position in the chair, his elbow resting against the arm rest while his chin lay
in the palm of his hand. “Takes some bravery to try that.” He complimented only
to take it back instantly with a glare. “But the only one who can beat me is
me.” Hearing him say that brought chills down her spine and across her skin.
She knew there was no way she’d be leaving her alive, not by a long shot.
Aomine was known for his ruthless tactics from her research —- and she knew
if you double crossed him in the slightest that it was the end. They weren’t
terrifying stories. Aomine wasn’t the type to torture. A fast punishment was
more suitable for him. “You once meant the whole world to someone, you know?”
The girl spoke up, her voice wavering lightly before her hands tightened up
into fists. If she was going out now, might as well reveal who she was and why
she was here in the first place. “You didn’t have to go this route, Aomine.”
That voice…why hadn’t he realized it sooner? Maybe it was the disguise the girl had on that threw him off or maybe it was the lighting and distance that skewed his view? Whatever it was, he felt his heart race, but only for a split second. Pushing himself up and off the chair, Aomine made his way towards the culprit and examined her much closer. Ah….so it was a wig? Tugging the wig off completely with one hand, he frowned and dropped the wig to the ground. Hair falling down, Aomine didn’t believe that the one behind all his anger was no one else but his girlfriend…actually, ex-girlfriend. “_____.” Aomine was disappointed they had to see each other again in these circumstances. She left him because of this lifestyle, yet he never suspected her to be the one trying to get him arrested. “You’ve gotten worse.” She didn’t hold back, knowing that he would either do one of two things: let her live or take her out —- only, there was no way he would let her go at this point. She was too far in and he was already in so deep. “Let her go.” Aomine turned around, he walking back to his seat. Shocked, the girl blinked in confusion before opening her mouth to say something, but was cut off by Aomine himself. “We’re star-crossed, _____.” Sitting and facing her, Aomine smirked and crossed his arms. “But we’ll still find a way back to each other.”
Akashi full :
“_____, I’m surprised.” Walking into his girlfriend’s
apartment to find his girlfriend holding a frying pan in one hand and unconscious
body on the ground, Akashi walked over the limp body and gently placed a hand
on her wrist to lower her weapon. “You’re not hurt, are you?” His words were
delicate to settle her nerves as she stared at the ground with a frightened
expression. She had just walked into her apartment when some guy pushed his way
inside and demanded information on her boyfriend. She was baffled by the many
questions and was uncertain about all of it. She was convinced the guy was
talking about the wrong Akashi Seijuro, but there was only one that fit the
profile the intruder was describing. “No…not really.” Letting her arm with the pan fall down to her
side, she turned to Akashi. He didn’t look scared nor did he even looked fazed
by the whole situation he walked in on. “Why are you here?” As blunt as it
sounded, she was bewildered at the fact he was here so fast —- like he was
waiting around to see if she could handle it herself. The truth of the matter was
that Akashi sensed someone was aiming to target his girlfriend for information
or possible abduction. Knowing that, Akashi would stand back and watch it play
out. If they so touched her, Akashi would make sure anyone involved would pay
for it….so he stood back to observe. Not because he wanted to, but because it
was necessary. A successful plan never went smoothly if the fly didn’t get
trapped in the web first. It was supposed to be a surprise visit, only he never
expected his girlfriend to knock the man out. That wasn’t part of the plan, yet
it was somewhat satisfying. So instead, Akashi stayed silent. Her grip
tightened around the handle of the pan when Akashi walked over to the side to
get himself a glass of water. “Would you like a glass as well?” It was as if he
had stopped paying attention to the situation and question at hand; he sincerely
wasn’t. Akashi knew this subject would be a lot to handle and seeing as she was
in quite a confused state, he believed calming her down was the best possible
route to go. “Answer me, Akashi!” Pointing the pan at him, the girl stood wide
eyed and almost hysterical. Not only did her boyfriend show up almost a few
seconds after she knocked some creep out, but he wasn’t answering her question
and was almost too relaxed about the whole ordeal. Glancing at the pan pointed
at him, Akashi’s lips formed into a small frown before taking another sip from
his glass. He had been threatened before, but having her do it made him feel something
different. Made him uncomfortable for once in his life. Usually he knew how to maneuver
his way through tough situations when they arose, but no one ever dared to mess
with Akashi Seijuro. No one frightened him in the slightest —- that was until
he saw the look in her eyes. Such hostility was evidently laced with fear
inside those eyes he treasured. Never had he thought being feared rather than
loved would impact him so harshly at any point in his life. “_____, I would
advise you to put that down.” Hand firmly placed around the glass cup, Akashi
peered down at the water as if to cleanse the negative vibe he was receiving
from his girlfriend.
She didn’t listen. “_____, don’t make me ask again.” Abandoning the idea of trying to settle this with a calm composure, Akashi removed his hand from the glass and looked up at her with narrowed eyes. She challenged his authority and kept the pan up, only her arm did waver as it stayed in the air. “Are you here to attack me too?” She questioned, her voice finally finding a way out even if she felt like she could collapse at any moment. It was hard to think Akashi was here to hurt her. No, it was impossible, yet here she was doubting him with every move he made. “I would never hurt you.” Akashi could sense his change in attitude was influencing her perception of him in a negative way. He wanted her to stop looking at him like that. Like a monster about to attack. “You have to trust me.” Nodding, she lowered the pan down on the nearest counter and felt a wave of emotions hit her. Carefully coming towards her, Akashi wrapped his arms around her and smoothed the back of her head with the palm of his hand. “I’ll explain everything. Just….please don’t ever look at me like that again.”
I WROTE THIS ALL AND IT WAS BEAUTIFUL AND IT TOOK FOREVER CAUSE CONS AND SCHOOL AND IT JUST LIKE DISAPPEARED but I’ll try to make them okay for you. -sobs forever- (っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ
I also took out Yamazaki because I don’t know enough about him and fail but I tried making the others lengthy
Hanamiya: He’d been pestering you all day about the upcoming school year. As much as you convinced yourself to believe that it would be the same as every other year, it wasn’t. Something was off which left you constantly worrying, as well as stressing out, about it. His constant complaints drove you over the edge as you two walked to your place together. You quickened your pace and as soon as you passed the barrier between the outside and your home, you dropped your things and immediately retreated to your room, ignoring his calls for you as well as his questions. Your stomach was churning and your hands started barely shaking. You took deep breaths to stop yourself from getting so riled up, but it only took a few seconds before tears were streaming down your cheeks. You tried remaining quiet, but with a few solid knocks at your door, Hanamiya made his way in. At first he planned to demand you why you walked away so suddenly, but at the sight of your face, he eagerly made his way to sit on the edge of your bed, taking your hand. “____, what’s wrong?” It wasn’t often you saw him like this, but nonetheless, you took your time to tell him what had been bothering you. He listened to every word, even asking a few subtle questions, but ended up hugging you and holding you. “Don’t worry, I’ll be with you all year ____”.
Hara: Lately, it’d been everyday after school that you would take a trip to the library to study for a couple of hours or so, but it’d also been everyday after school that Hara would join you. At first, it was fun. Keeping small conversations and quiet laughter, but the tests you were preparing for were on their way, which meant you needed to study harder for the missed time. You were diligent with it, but Hara didn’t take the same interest in studying so hard. As he sat next to you, it was like everything was louder and more annoying. His constant smacking and bubble blowing of his gun along with his seemingly obnoxious laughter from watching videos on his phone. As much as it was embarrassing, it was distracting. You couldn’t focus and soon you begin feeling warmer and warmer. Your breath quickened as you tried your hardest to focus but eventually, you let your lips slip. “Hara could you please leave so I can study?” You didn’t mean it in a harsh way, but that didn’t mean it didn’t sound that way. He stared at you for a moment, smacking his gum, before silently pushing back his chair and walking out. You sighed, as you looked back at your papers, but the thought of how harsh you’d been lingered in the back of your mind. In seconds, you were packing your things and following his trail outside the door, hoping to at least be able to catch up and apologize, but you didn’t need to. It was obvious something was up, so he waited. As soon as you stepped out, he was there. His hands were casually in his pockets, but he offered to walk you home. It was then when you apologized and explained, but he only tightened his grip on your hand, apologizing as well before offering to study with you, being as quiet as he could.
Furuhashi: With your anxiety rising, insomnia was following. It seemed more of the fact that once sleep came, it couldn’t stay, leaving you irritable as well as ready to burst. As much as you didn’t want to meet with Furuhashi, you both promised to meet up. Your skin looked horrible, as well as your hair, but it was the last thing on your mind as you walked out of the door ready to see Furuhashi. He was there first, casually waiting for you as you walked up quietly with a small ‘hello’, taking his hand. Immediately, it was something to notice. You were never this quiet, but he took your hand and began walking. “Are you okay?” His voice was monotone. You couldn’t deny him of his question because it was obvious you weren’t. After walking just a bit further, he pulled you off to the side to sit on a nearby bench. You both were quiet but eventually you leaned on his shoulder and closed your eyes. He let you be, not bothering you but eventually you lifted your head, looking completely defeated. You wanted to cry and whine, but the look on your face made him question again. “____, are you okay?” With a large sigh, you finally said no. You were overwhelmed explaining how you’d rather just go home than spend the day out in the open. He didn’t take long to rise up and walk with you home. You unlocked the door and it was seconds before you both were on the couch, you in his arms flipping through the channels. It was like you were upset for no reason and instantly started crying. He was confused and a bit panicked, but simply held you assuring it would be okay, but not pestering as you eventually calmed down enough to take a short nap in his arms.
Seto: Being the ladies man he is, he was surprisingly strict with letting people know just who you were. It was comforting, but lately it seemed as if you barely saw him. With basketball in his way and your job in yours, it seemed like time was slipping away. You’d would message him but it would be hours before you received one back and once he managed to do so, you’d be at work, where it was near impossible to take out your phone unless you retreated to the bathroom, which you couldn’t do every time your phone vibrated. You barely had time to even rest, let alone be with Seto. Feelings of worry flushed over you. It was high school, how did you not have time? You thought about quitting or maybe taking less hours, but it was always a challenge knowing your boss. It was on your walk home that you noticed it. Noticed him. He was talking with another girl. Young, probably your age, if not older. Seeing him comfortably smile and laugh with her made your worries sky rocket. It was like everything you didn’t want was flooding to the surface as your emotions overflowed. You made it obvious you’d seen him as your breath hitched, tears immediately surfacing. You turned around and ran back the way you’d came from, even if it did take longer to arrive home, but it was obvious he would take no time in reaching you. “____!” He called your name panicked, but you didn’t stop, you only continued forward brushing him off. Finally he managed to pull on your shoulder, turning you around and pulling you into his chest. “I came to walk you home. I tried calling.” You didn’t even think of checking your phone, but it was obvious he knew why you were upset, but there was more. You were losing your time, your grades were slipping, and your social bubble was slowly popping. “Let’s go get something to eat and we can talk, okay?” He was sure once you calmed down it would be easier to listen to his explanation and assure you, you were all he had eyes for.
i know this is late i’m so sorry !
Love wasn’t a word that came to mind when Aomine went to class. Attraction, maybe, but anything other than that couldn’t— no, it didn’t exist. How could something like love affect Amoine in the slightest, especially when it came to his class representative who was so annoying? He was always on Aomine’s case about homework and group projects that Aomine had to learn how to tune him out, but that only caused friction and persistence. Aomine didn’t know how much he could take. Often times when he’d skip class, he wouldn’t be caught by Momoi, but that determined class representative of his. “If you don’t know the material, I could teach you.” He was just so persistent when it came to Aomine that it was conflicting. Why did he care so much about Aomine in the first place? Sure, he was one of his classmates, but did that really give him an excuse to always nag at Aomine to straighten up and focus on school? “I don’t need help.” Aomine kept his eyes shut, he lying on the rooftop where he always went to relax. Usually this has been his space, his free time, but unfortunately this space was no longer hidden for the moment. “That’s a lie, Daiki.” The boy refused to give up so soon. He had faith in Aomine. There was no way Aomine could keep ditching and pass the class at this point. It was beyond concerning. Standing there and acting as if he was going to leave would be foolish. He’d peruse Aomine until he understood how far his dedication ran for him. “I know you need help.” Scoffing from where he laid, Aomine cracked an eye open with a sly grin. “Oh yeah?” If this guy wasn’t going to leave, might as well make it more noticeable how much he didn’t want him there. “I’m not interested.” Closing his eye, he turned his back to him and reached for his earphones. “You’re messing with my alone time.” Harsh yet somewhat threatening, Aomine just hoped this guy would just leave him alone. “You’re really stubborn, but that’s okay.” Propping himself down on the ground behind Aomine, the boy leaned back on his hands and eyed Aomine’s back. If this is what it took to show Aomine he was serious about his words, he’d do it all the time. Groaning out of frustration and pure irritation, Aomine sat up and narrowed his gaze at the boy. Why was he making this so difficult? Every time he spoke to Aomine about his apathy towards school, it only made Aomine want to shut him out. “What do you want?” Somewhat defeated for the day, Aomine sighed and glanced at the boy with annoyance.
When the boy smiled, everything went in slow motion. Why was that smile so soothing? So genuine? There was nothing so relaxing than that smile he just saw. There were a selected number of things that made Aomine feel great, but that smile… yeah, that smile definitely made it on the list. Aomine wanted to say one thing and one thing only. He was attracted…no, he was infatuated by that smile. He wanted more of it and to top it all off…this was his class representative he was falling for. “Fuck.” Eyes widening by the sudden response from Aomine, the boy looked at him confused. Why did he say that of all things? He knew Aomine wasn’t someone people would recommend trying to be friendly with, but he didn’t realize how intimidating Aomine could be even if he’s scowled him before. “What?” Trying to wrap his mind around the outburst, the class representative sat there awaiting an answer. Little did he know —- that smile of his caused a lot more trouble for him in the near future. “Nothing.” Aomine laid back down, he grinning to himself with eyelids closed. This was definitely a start of something new for Aomine….and he’d make sure it worth his while.
the requests are being written! when we have internet we’ll post as soon as possible! other than that, keep sending in requests!
Omg I can totally picture this, thank you <3
Kise: It was an everyday thing for the two of you walk home together. You didn’t live far and it was no problem for Kise to walk you home, but today was different. It was a Friday evening and Kise had no where to be other than with you snuggled in his arms on the couch. Almost naturally, he brushed his fingers along the skin of your arm as a random comedy you had picked played in the screen in front of him. He was basically begging for your attention, but the movie had your undying eye contact. “____-cchi, pay attention to me~!” He nuzzled his nose into your neck for a second before giving a light kiss and pulling away. “Kise, the movie just started.” You retaliated, but at the same time wanted to give in. That small tickle in the curve of your neck had you on the fence, but leaning towards the movie. Obviously defeated, he pouted sitting up more and looking down at you. A smile took over as he leaned closer to your ear, breathing down your neck and nibbling before cracking a small chuckle. “Aww, come on ____-cchi! I’m bored~!” His last words were a husky whisper intending he had other plans on his Friday night alone with you. You felt a shiver go down your spine but were soon turning on your back and pulling him into a kiss to satisfy him. “This is why I love you ____-cchi.”
This is perfect tbh it’s like I’m writing about myself SO I’M EXCITED TO WRITE THIS—- okay, here you go~
How many times had he spoken to her since he first laid eyes on her? The answer would be simple —-he hadn’t. It was not a lack of confidence that had made him keep his distance for so long; that wasn’t’ the matter at all. There was something so enticing about the way she twirled around without a care, her voice not the best while she sang, but to Akashi… it was the driving force of his attraction. Imperfection was alluring, his gaze never leaving her carefree form down below. He would come to the roof for solitude, but ever since she came along and interrupted his quiet breaks, he’d come solely to hear and see her even if he didn’t know it himself. She was alone most of the time; ate alone with earphones in and from where he stood, there seemed to be a sketchbook in her lap as well. She looked completely content in her own world, she unknowingly singing out loud for his ears to catch. How many times had he gone to the roof without knowing his attraction for her was growing? Akashi dismissed any idea of her being more than just a student at school, but each time he walked up those steps to ‘relax’ on the roof, he couldn’t deny something was pulling him in. He knew it was her yet he stayed away. There was something so special about her that tugged at his curiosity. The way she talked to people in the hallways when he passed by —- her smile was contagious to everyone victim to her presences. He caught himself smiling when he glanced in her direction often as well. It wasn’t her name or status that made her so intriguing, it was her heart and loving nature that made her so precious…. so untouchable. For that reason, Akashi kept his distance. To taint such vivid beauty of freedom would be too cruel — but he craved such a beautiful heart like hers in his life. He wanted it and he would get it. That was absolute.
Instead of going to the roof, Akashi approached the girl where she always sat during lunch break. Her earphones were in as expected when he stopped walking. Looking up, the girl was not expecting company so she immediately took out one earbud and smiled up at him. “Oh, hi.” Out of nervousness from ‘Akashi Seijuro’ standing there, she let out a small chuckle. Her small laughter was music to his ears. He fell in love with that voice no matter how it sounded. “May I sit with you?” He offered a smile of his own to match her kind greeting. “Yeah, of course.” Her heart raced when she adjusted herself to allow Akashi to sit beside her. What was he of all people coming up and sitting with someone like her? She didn’t have a name at the school like he did. Renowned for his days in the generation of miracles and heir to his father’s successful business, she was stumped by his approach. She was no one special, but then again, life worked in mysterious ways. There were many things she could ask him, like why sit out here with her, but instead she was more curious about him rather than his name. “Do you like music?” Eyes lighting up at the topic, she hoped he would say yes. If not, she’d have to steer the conversation somewhere else, but she wouldn’t mind. “Classical.” Akashi responds almost without much thought. It was his favorite. “Oh! I love classical too! Have you heard of this song?” Offering him an earbud, her attention went to her phone while she searched for the song. Akashi never visualized how this situation would go, but never did he expect her to be so open. If he was infatuated before, he was definitely on another level of attraction now. Not just her smile or how her eyes lit up, no, he wanted to know more about her. Pressing the earbud into his ear, he recognized the song almost immediately. “There’s an orchestra concert this weekend.” Closing his eyes, a faint smile was painted on his lips. “Go with me.” Akashi wouldn’t take no as an answer, but he had a feeling she wouldn’t refuse.
Ahhh first ask. Okay. I got this. -becomes Kaneki and cracks knuckles-
P.S. I got super carried away with Mura, so sorry if the others seem short compared ;___;
Murasakibara: This evening was one of the many evenings Murasakibara took you out to his favorite candy shop just on the corner. You were so small compared to him but definitely not weak. Not that he knew of, of course. His hand enveloped yours completely as he walked you down the street talking about what type of candy he wanted to get. As you neared the shop, you could hear the sound of a scream, but that was normal. Especially around this time in the day, only, this seemed far to close. The smell of blood rushed to you from the shop, but as hesitant as you were, it could have been one of the other shops. It wasn’t often ghouls did it in the wide open, so you continued walking along to the shop, but quickly. Mura’s long arm reached for the door and as soon as he held it open for you, you could not only smell even more, but see the murderous scene before you. The ghoul before you looked up and eyed Mura. You’d gone so long keeping your secret, but it was inevitable he would figure out now. As the ghoul jumped over the counter, you’re eyes filled with black and red. “Stay behind me!” You yelled as your kagune ripped from your back, piercing the ghoul before you. Quickly, you reverted with worried eyes. “…Mura, I’m sor-” You paused as he wrapped his arms around you. “It’s okay ___-chin. Thank you for protecting me.” You stood shocked but managed to wrap your arms around him back. “Now I know you won’t steal my candy.” He kissed the top of your head before you both decided it was best to make an anonymous call to the police.
Hanamiya: It wasn’t often that Hanamiya walked you home, but even he wouldn’t let you walk home alone. He stayed after school with you, but hours had passed leaving it completely dark outside as you both walked down the street. Your conversation continued casually until someone passed by, colliding shoulders with Hanamiya. With a few curses, Hanamiya put his hand around your shoulder, only to have you shrug it off. “Give it back.” With black eyes, the ghoul raised his head along with Hanamiya’s wallet. “Oh…this?” His smile was twisted but Hanamiya only searched himself. How did you realize and not him? “He yours?” The ghoul’s head tilted to the other side but you stayed silent. “…No?” He took that as a ‘yes’ and immediately attacked Hanamiya, but was put to failure by you. He was weak and stood no chance to your kagune and pure speed. After calming down, Hanamiya looked at you with wide eyes which made you cast your face down. “I won’t hurt you.” After picking up his wallet, he nudged you on the shoulder. “Idiot, you should be walking me home.”
Izuki: You stayed to watch his basketball game in the afternoon, and after they’d won, you’d left him with his team due to the fact you couldn’t watch the next. “Just call me later.” You kissed his cheek before walking off, although before you’d even really left, you headed to the bathroom. After coming out, you’d passed a ghoul and glared for a second before seeing Seirin. “Where’s Izuki?” You questioned innocently. Kuroko simply mentioned he’d left for the bathroom which made your heart pound. The ghoul you’d seen just seconds ago had headed the same place. You were quick to rush to the bathroom and stumble upon a broken faucet and a ghoul towering Izuki. In a flash, the ghoul was torn apart and thrown to the side. Izuki stared shocked at you with his wet clothes from the faucet. You looked back at him with black eyes but he had no words besides what he could mutter with a small smile at how you’d just saved his life.
“You’re so ghoul ____.”
Kise: Both of you walked around the mall mindlessly but as soon as Kise’s favorite store came into view, he was begging you to help him pick out a new outfit. You agreed with excitement which left Kise to kiss your cheek and pull you along. He’d managed to pick out all sorts of clothes to try on, but one look at the dressing room helper and your mood turned sour. Just by a glance, you could tell she was a ghoul, but you didn’t want any problems; however, as soon as she’d entered the dressing room to assist your boyfriend, you stood up and headed over. Kise made a muffled yelp and that was your que. Kicking open the door, you laid your eyes on the worker biting into his neck. You’d lost it as you squeezed her neck, making her release him. You kept a hold of her as you slammed her face into the mirror before cupping Kise’s cheeks lovingly. “Kise, are you okay?” He winced but smiled up at you, bringing you into a hug. “You saved me ____-cchi~!”
Moriyama: As the well-known ladies man, Moriyama, walked home from his late game, the first thing he planned on doing was messaging you, if not he’d been stopped by someone who recognized him from school. You went for a late night coffee run, and happened upon a girl your age clinging to Moriyama’s arm. You’d expected better from him, but he was flirty so you couldn’t expect all to much. You followed far behind to make sure he wasn’t going behind your back, especially not with another ghoul, even if he didn’t know. At the sight of her wicked smile and kagune, you sped in, pushing Mori out of the way, taking the blow but easily delivering one back. She wasn’t gone, but Moriyama took the chance to grab your hand and run off. He didn’t care that you we’re a ghoul, but only about your safety, even if you could handle yourself. It was cute of him to be protective, but in any case you would be protecting him.
Takao: Takao was always in a bubbly mood it seemed, especially right before a game. Later in the day he had a match against Seirin, but that didn’t stop him from wanting to stop by the arcade with you to prove he could beat you in at least one game. You’d always won and he was determined to finally come out on top. The arcade was dark, like usual, but it seemed bare. No one was there and usually there’d at least been people here and there. Takao noticed nothing and instead looked for a simple looking game. He’d run off but stepped back and gasped seeing a bloody body lying on the floor and without knowing he was next. “Takao?” You’d called for him, but it was quiet. A sharp pain went through your shoulder as a bloodthirsty ghoul pierced you. You’d retaliated but not without Takao witnessing it all. You wouldn’t let that ghoul get to him if it was the last thing you could do. “Looks like there’s one thing I just can’t beat you at.” You were bloodied up but that didn’t stop him from pulling you into his chest, fully appreciating you.
Style Five in a band:
Haru: Bass Guitar
Rin: Lead Guitar
Gou: Back up vocals
Sousuke: Rhythm Guitarist