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Sawada Tsunayoshi
New town, new life. This did nothing but excite the bubbly young girl, as she began to explore her new home and backyard. Everything was even more beautiful than she had expected it would be, even her neighbours on the other side of the large wall sounded like a lot of fun.
"Lambo! Stop it!" A small voice called out, as another soon followed. "Ahahaha! Lambo san will eat all of the yummy apple slices!" Within seconds, those small noises grew louder and louder, as more voices joined in, causing the young teen to fight the urge to peek over the wall and see what it was that they were doing. She had always been the kind to run over to new voices, all just to make new friends with any and everyone she met. But her mother told her she needed to help unpack first, then go with her to shop for new furniture and such for the house. The urge only grew more and more with each passing second, as new voices joined in and one that sounded extremely friendly began to lightly scold the young boy who called himself Lambo.
"(Y/n)! Come inside and have a quick snack before we head out!" Her mother called, causing her to frown sadly. She was just about to climb the tree in her backyard to take a peek, just a quick one, but she guessed she wouldn't be able to now. Heaving a sigh, she turned on her heels and ran inside, taking a quick glance over her shoulder enough to hear a loud bang and see a puff of smoke arising from the other side. She guessed she'll have to go afterwards to greet them, since right now, she was hungry and snacks were more important. Just as she closed the sliding doors of her backyard, a young boy around her age screeched and placed his hands on the wall, as though trying to climb over. "HEE! B-Bianchi! That's adult Lambo! Not your ex-boyfriend!"
After shopping, the young teen placed all the grocery bags on the ground and began to search through them, looking for a bag of gummy worms before taking them and turning around. "(Y/n)?" Her mother called, poking her head from out of the kitchen/dining room to raise a brow at her daughter's excited face. "Where are you going sweetie?"
Placing on her shoes, the young teen turned to gaze at her mother from over her shoulder and sent her a bright smile. "I'll be over at the neighbour's place! I want to meet them since they sounded like so much fun this morning, and I want to meet them now before it becomes too late!" Her mother wanted to stop her, but she knew she couldn't, not when she had already settled her mind to go meet them. Heaving a sigh, the woman walked out of the kitchen/dining room and smiled at her daughter, leaning down to pick up the bags to take them to the kitchen and unpack on her own. "Alright, but be careful and come back quickly." With a nod, she was off, closing the door behind her and running to the streets of the night. The street lamps were on, as the sun was setting and the sky began to darken. She knew she should be more considerate and just go over in the morning, but she was too excited and wanted to make friends with the fun sounding people on the other side of the wall as quickly as possible. Quickly making it over, she opened the fence and made her way to the front door, smiling at the sound of laughter and running that could be heard from inside. Occasionally she would hear something drop, as though someone had crashed into something, and other times the laughter grew as two young children screamed with glee as they appeared to be playing tag. Reaching her hands up to fix her hair, the (h/c) haired teen knocked on the door and waited, as the sounds stopped and a young boy began to yell. "Baka-Tsuna! Someone's at the door!"
(Y/n) couldn't help but giggle, as a pair of footsteps sounded climbing down the wooden stairs of the house. They made their way to the front door while grumbling under their breath. "Lambo, you shouldn't be so loud at this time of night..." Upon seeing the door open, (y/n) was shocked to see the cutest boy ever standing there. He wore a grey sweater and had adorable and fluffy looking hair with big, innocent eyes. She just wanted to cuddle him, since he looked like an precious little lion cub. His eyes widened at the sight of her, shocked to see a girl he's never met before at his door, especially at that time of night. Before he could open his mouth and ask her what it was that she needed, she giggled and stared at him right in the eyes with a bright smile. "You're so adorable!" These words caused the young teen to blush, as he stuttered profoundly in an attempt to respond to her sudden compliment. Two small heads poked out from under his legs, gazing at her with eyes filled with wonder as she stared down at them in return. "Who are you?" A small boy with a cute Afro asked, causing her to giggle once more, before kneeling down and sending him a soft smile. "My name is (l/n) (y/n), I'm your new neighbour. I wanted to come over earlier today but got busy, you guys looked like you were having so much fun that I wanted to come over and see you!"
The young teen blinked in surprise, the blush still coating his cheeks as she stood up to smile at him once more. "Our new neighbour?" He asked, as she nodded. "Yup! I'm right over that wall in the back if you need me, let's be friends!" He jumped slightly as she stuck out her hand to shake his, all the while Lambo and I-pin cheered, glad to have a new person around to play with them and join the family. The young teen watched as the two ran around his legs happily, nearly causing him to fall as he heaved a sigh at their energetic ways. Turning towards the pretty young girl before him, he sent her a soft smile of his own and gently took her hand in his own, giving it a quick shake. "I'm Sawada Tsunayoshi."
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Gokudera Hayato
She already knew the routine, clean the windows, wipe the counter tops and cash register and stock the shelves before moping up and opening the store. This was something she did everyday she went to work, what with her parents paying her a good amount for doing more work than any of the other employees that didn't arrive as early as she did. But she didn't mind, it gave her more time to herself and she like having everything clean and organized, and having the whole store to herself was cool. Popping her gum, she finished up her mopping and began to put everything away, taking a quick glance at her digital watch with a satisfying nod. She had everything done on time, the others would be arriving soon and it wouldn't hurt to open the store early. Placing the mop and bucket in the storage room closet, the young teen walked towards the automatic doors and unlocked it, before turning them on and flipping the sign to open. The more customers they get that early Sunday morning, the better. Walking behind the counter, she pulled out a magazine called The Wonders and Mysteries of The World and began to read an article about the Werewolf and their existence in this day and age. After a few minutes of nothing but the sound of soft Japanese music from the latest J-pop bands playing on the radio, the automatic doors opened, and in walked about five guys and two girls with two kids in their arms. They were chatting pretty loudly, but she didn't mind, the more sounds inside the store the better.
They did their shopping, with the occasional scoldings of "no you can't buy that candy Lambo," and "put it back, we can't take it," from a cute young boy that looked as though he were the leader of the group. Keeping an eye on them every once in a while to make sure they didn't steal or mess up the store, the young cashier went back to reading her magazine with a soft chuckle, as she read the testimonies of some people who claim they've spotted a werewolf with their very own eyes.
"What? The new The Wonders and Mysteries of The World magazine came out today?!" A voice in front of her suddenly exclaimed, as she placed her magazine down to meet with a handsome young male with shocked and intrigued green eyes. Popping her gum, she sent him a nod and began to check the items he was about to buy. While she was busy doing that, he reached over and plucked the magazine off of the counter and began to read it with nothing but excitement. "No way!" He gasped, reading through the same article she had just skimmed through. "They took a picture of that black bear werewolf?" He muttered to himself. Scanning a bag of chips through the red beam, she hummed softly and began to add up the price. "Check out page 24, they have a special article about the red furred TigerCat that is supposedly extinct." Quickly taking her advice, he flipped through the pages with an excited smile, as though this was the first time anyone's ever actually shared his interest in U.M.A.s "No way! But every store that used to sell this magazine stopped receiving shipment!"
Nodding her head towards the magazine rack on the other side of the store, she lazily shrugged her shoulders and popped her gum once more. "I make sure to order them, since my parents forget. It's a good magazine and it actually sells. Buy one if ya want." Taking her advice, he slammed the magazine down onto the counter and shouted that he'd be right back, before turning to run towards the magazine rack. As she finished scanning everything, the others walked up to the counter and placed their items along with the silver haired male's, when asked if everything was together, they all agreed and nodded their heads before chatting among themselves. Scanning everything in a calm and laid back manner, which normally annoyed other customers, she was able to make light conversations with a kind and friendly raven haired male that seemed to really love making friends with everyone.
Once the last item was scanned, the silver haired male returned and asked to buy the magazine with a bright smile on his face.
"A fellow U.M.A. fan I see." She mumbled with a light chuckle, as he chuckled in return and nodded. "Yup! No one fully understands the amazing creatures in this world, I'm amazed you do miss...?" He drifted off, leaning down to read the name tag on her shirt. "(Y/n)."
She chuckled once more and rang up the price of all the items on the counter, as everyone began to take out their wallets to pay for everything. "That's my name, nice to meet ya dude." She responded, as he was the first to hand her his money, bright smile on his face as he did so. "I'm Gokudera, Gokudera Hayato."
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Yamamoto Takeshi
Calm and swift, those were two words to describe her, as she meditated upon the tatami mats, while the rain poured down gently from the heavens. Nothing but the sweet sound of the droplets hitting the ground and making small noises on the koi pond outside to bring her to a state of nothing but inner peace. Her heart rate was slow, as she took in a deep breath. Reaching over to the side, she picked up [1]Kiku, her katana. Standing, she made her way outside, placing on her sandals as the droplets of rain began to fall down on her gently, leaving soft kisses on her cheeks as she kept her eyes closed.
A wind began to pick up, as she felt it swirl around her in a gentle-like dance. Taking in a deep breath, she exhaled slowly and took her battle stance, lifting her sword with both her hands and prepared her self. The seconds ticked on by, as the wind picked up, swishing her hair back and forth as she stood her ground. After a few more minutes of nothing but calm silence, she opened her eyes and attacked. Left and right she began to move, swishing her sword with expertise as though she were doing a dance. It was controlled and cool, without a single mistake, all the while the rain began to slow. Droplets fell from her hair, as she stayed concentrated, taking easy and swift steps here and there. Thrust upon thrust, she was able to spin on the spot as she grunted with each blow she dealt onto her invisible opponent. She continued to practice, following the pace of the wind the more she continued to move, her sandals not making a single sound as she stomped on the wet grass beneath her.
The leaves that fell from the trees that surrounded her did not move out of the way, as she sliced each one with a flick of her wrist.
She could sense it, someone was watching her, and had been watching her for sometime now. She knew that from the very moment she stepped outside, but she did not mind it. There was no hostility coming from them, so it must be a neighbouring child that had seen her and stayed to watch, it happened often since she did live in the second most popular shrine in Namimori.
She continued, putting on a little show for the young child that was watching, without losing her calm and cool expression. She liked kids, they were sweet and could be tamed if you treat them correctly. Taking in a deep breath, she waited for the wind to blow once more, before she twirled and began to swish her katana. She would switch hands every now and then, as though she were trying to confuse her opponent until she finally ended her practice with one, final slash. The leaves that had been in the way had been slice in half, as the rain slowly came to a stop. She began to pant softly, as the clouds parted and allowed the sun's rays to peak out.
Within seconds her breathing returned to normal, until the sound of three pairs of hands clapping caught her attention. Standing up straight, she turned her head to the side slowly, watching as her father and two others walked up to her, one of them being a boy her own age with an excited and amazed smile upon his face. "Wonderful as always (y/n)." Her father complimented in a calm tone, as she turned her body towards him and gave a nod in thanks. Stopping their clapping, her father, priest and owner of the shrine, turned to their guests and began to introduce them. "(Y/n), This is my long time friend Yamamoto Tsuyoshi," he began, as said man sent her a smile. He father then pointed towards the younger boy, who sent her the brightest smile she's ever seen. "And this is his son, Takeshi." With a soft smile of her own, she gave them both a deep bow to show her respect, before introducing herself. "A pleasure to meet you, my name is (l/n) (y/n)." She began, before standing up straight, her eyes meeting with Takeshi's as his smile somehow grew brighter. "Welcome to our shrine..."
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Sasagawa Ryohei
Uppercut, dodge and roundhouse kick, three simple moves needed for her opponent to be sent flying across the floor. They hit the ground with a loud thud, knocked out in an instant as the others that had seen sent her a glare, all the while she lifted her bleeding and injured hands, ready for anyone that was willing to attack. She was willing to fight to her last breath, as rage filled her veins, all the while the others began to crowd her. They held weapons in their hands, each one ranging from a taser, to chains, to crowbars. "Oi!" She screamed, sending them a venomous look as she gritted her teeth. "You call yourselves men, when you do nothing but gang up on girls in the middle of the night in an alleyway?!" She growled, before she shook with rage, as some of the guys flinched in fright and began to back away. "YOU ARE NO MEN, YOU ARE ALL USELESS!!!" With that battle cry, she ran towards them showing no fear. Her eyes were clouded with rage, as she attacked them one by one. Picking up their fallen weapons she began to defend herself as they were all knocked out, losing some teeth in the process as she did not stop her rampage. "This chick is crazy!" One of them cried, shaking as he held his broken nose with one hand. One of them had helped his friend up, placing his arm over his shoulder and trying to drag him away as fast as he could with the extra weight. "Run! It's not worth fighting this demon woman!" He cried, as the others followed him without a moment's hesitation, not one wanting to be in her crazy path. As soon as they were out of sight, she calmed her panting to her regular breathing, already healthy and full of stamina to control her breathing well, as though she wasn't just fighting a huge crowd of dangerous gangsters.
Heaving a deep breath, she turned to the girls that had been harassed by said gangsters just moments ago and tilted her head to the side, they were cowering in the corner; huddling close as they shivered with fright. Being near them made her feel uneasy, since she was never used to being near other females. She had no idea what to do or say to them, but she was glad that they were alright and unharmed. Clearing her throat, she turned to face them fully and tried her luck with seeing if she could talk with them peacefully. "Uh, are you girls okay-"
She wasn't able to finish her sentence, for one of the girls had interrupted her with a quivering voice as she and her friends screamed for her to go away. "Leave us alone you crazy demon! Don't come any closer!"
This would have angered her, but she knew why they felt that way, she had a temper that had many compare her to a beast, a monster with a strange amount of strength that did nothing but destroy everything she touched. Without a single word, she nodded and dropped the chain she had been holding in her hands, watching as they flinched at the sound of the weapon hitting the ground and echoing all around them in the small alleyway. Turning o n her heels, she began to walk forward, making it out of the alleyway and walking home, as though she weren't injured and covered in blood. A mixture of her own blood as well as that of the gangsters that had tried to harm her, all the while she ignored the stinging feeling she felt in her wounds and how they throbbed painfully along with the constant beating of her heart. She hadn't meant to get so angry, she just wanted to protect those girls, to make sure they were okay since she knew someone was waiting for them to get home safely.
Heaving a sigh, she stopped and leaned against the wall of a certain house, feeling dizzy as she lost small amounts of blood by the minute. She shouldn't push herself so hard, she didn't want to end up at the hospital again for a blood transfusion, not after last time. Her uncle would not be happy about it, and it will be a long night of scolding for her.
As she began to pant slightly, soft footsteps were heard making their way towards her. She would have stood to attack, but she didn't feel any sort of hostility or ill intentions, so she just let it slide and ignored it. Groaning in pain, she slid down the stone wall to sit on the ground, her legs giving out on her as she felt the blood begin to pool beneath her and soak through her clothes. A soft gasp was heard, as she slowly lifted her head to see a young girl standing there holding a bag in her left hand, her hands over her mouth as though she could not believe what she was seeing. Turning away from her weakly, she glanced down at her shorts and frowned at the sight of them turning a slight auburn, they were her favourite jean shorts and now she'd have to throw them away.
"A-are you alright?" The young girl asked nervously, her eyes scanning the injured girl's body as she took in the many bruises and cuts, before her eyes took in the small puddle of blood that was slowly growing in size. Without a moment's hesitation, she gently grabbed the girl's arm and pulled her up to her feet, placing her arm over her own shoulders and helping her walk towards the house that was on the other side of the wall she had been leaning on. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you." She whispered, as (y/n) began to drift in and out of consciousness, allowing the girl to do as she pleased. Hours had passed since she drifted out of consciousness in the bathroom, all the while the young teen helped her lay upon her soft bed, as she finished bandaging up her wounds. Opening her eyes, (y/n) felt someone tug at her upper arm, causing her to turn her head and see the young girl from before wrapping her arm with a white bandage. Feeling as though someone were watching her, the young girl lifted her head and smiled in relief to see the young girl smile. "Ah, you're awake. You were hurt pretty badly, but I was able to clean up your cuts and bruises." She explained, continuing her small talk as she finished up, all the while the young teen stayed quiet and watched her, amazed that someone actually smiled at her without being afraid. "I'm Kyoko by the way." She began, placing her items in her first aid kit before continuing. "Sasagawa Kyoko, my brother helped carry you to my room and ran to the store to buy some medicine for the pain. He's really nice, and he was angry thinking that some guys probably hurt you." She wanted to tell Kyoko that it was a bunch of guys, but she didn't really feel like telling someone who looked so kind and pure something that could taint her even the slightest.
At that moment the door to her bedroom burst open, and in came a tall man with white hair and bandaged hands, screaming as he held a bunch of medicines in his hands and a panicked expression on his face. "KYOKO!" He cried. "I FORGOT WHAT MEDICINE I NEEDED, SO I WENT ALL OUT AND EXTREMELY BOUGHT ALL OF THEM!"
"Onii-chan!" Kyoko gasped, all the while his eyes met with hers, as she laid upon the bed with an emotionless expression on her face. Dropping all the medicine on the bedroom floor, he quickly made his way towards her and glanced her over, heaving a sigh to see that she was taken care of thanks to his sister. Once done, he turned to her and sent her the brightest smile she's ever received in her life, all the while his sister picked up the medicine on the ground. "I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE EXTREMELY PATCHED UP!" He roared, before kneeling down with a soft smile, his gentle voice bringing a surprised expression to her face as she turned to eye him down in case he did anything strange. "I'm Sasagawa Ryohei." He greeted in a soft tone, waiting patiently for her to respond. Deciding that he wasn't going to try anything to her, she heaved a sigh and turned to face the wall, not once caring that it was probably rude of her to do to him when he went out of his way to buy her medicine. "I'm (y/n). Enough said."
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Hibari Kyoya
Step by step she inspected the halls of Namimori middle, with a disciplinary committee badge pinned to her upper arm sleeve as she checked for any students that could have been wondering around and skipping class. When she had been told to visit Namimori middle every now and then to make sure they were doing well, she hadn't expected the whole place to be in such top shape. Whoever it was that took care of this place, was doing a good job of making sure everything was well. Making a quick turn around the corner, she couldn't help but frown at the sight of a bunch of male students crowding and one of them holding a cigarette in his hand, while puffing out the smoke through an open window in the halls. Apparently, they weren't doing that good of a job in taking care of the school if there were students smoking and skipping class, as well as making noises that could disturb other students and their learning. Making her way towards them with long and quiet strides, she was able to capture their attention.
"Oh, a new student?" One of the guys mumbled with a smile on his face, as he and the others stood to turn to her. "Hello there pretty lady, how's it-"
Without warning, she walked up to him and punched him hard in the gut, causing the others to watch with a shocked expression. That teen was around six feet, and this one girl was able to reduce him to a coughing and wheezing mess on his knees within seconds. The others were about to yell at her, until they saw that menacing and familiar look on her face, causing a chill of fear to run down their spines. "Get back to class, or it will not end well for any of you." She threatened, her voice coated in nothing but venom as the younger males shivered in fright. They've never met with such an intimidating young woman before, and they weren't going to stick around to have her fulfill her threat. As they picked up their fallen friend, she quickly reached out and held the one that had been smoking by the back of his shirt collar. He freaked out and dropped his cigarette on the ground, staying still when he felt her tighten her hold on his shirt for fear of being hit like his friend. Walking towards the cancer stick, she lifted her foot and stomped on it, turning it off before picking it up and holding it in her hand. "I want you to show me around, I need to check out every single nook and cranny of this school before I report my findings," she told him, pulling him into a weird, standing position. "I want to start with the roof first, before heading down to the baseball field and all of the club rooms within Namimori middle. Do I make myself clear?" He nodded nervously, and began to lead her towards the stairs that lead to the roof.
There she had met some girls that had also been skipping, but with a few words and that menacing look of hers, they ran back to class before she could carry out her threat. The roof was clean and beautiful, one thing she liked immediately and knew she'd enjoy eating lunch up there with the soft wind blowing. However, in a corner there were students with a Shounen Jump magazine their hands, they ignored her when she told them to get back to class, but soon they learned the hard way as to why that had been such a bad idea. Within seconds she was able to beat them both into submission and had even confiscated their snacks and Shounen Jump, these items will be immediately taken to the principal as proof of what is wrong with the school once she was done. As they ran off, she dragged the smoking teen to where the clubs were and he heaved a sigh of relief when she let go of his shirt collar in order to check the baseball club and all of the items in the room. She was pleased with how clean they were, everything was organized as well as being in place. However, having people skip class to be in the Kendo club and NOT do Kendo is something that needed to be fixed. She had ordered them to practice or get their butts back to class, only to have one of them refuse and be ready to attempt to attack her. He had been caught by surprise when he realized just how well trained she was in hand to hand combat.
In three seconds flat she had them all on the ground begging for forgiveness, before placing on their equipment and getting ready to start their practices. She , however, was still not pleased and had taken the captain of the club hostage. Finally, after going from class to class to make sure each student was in their seats and learning, she bowed to the teacher and told them to ignore her, before leaving. "Now then," she began, causing the two young males to freeze and jump in slight fright at the tone of voice she used. Turning towards them, she placed her hands on her hip, one still holding onto the Shounen Jump magazine as the other held the bag of snacks from all the other students that she had confiscated. "Where is the Disciplinary committee office?"
With pale faces, they were hesitant at first, but decided it was better being beaten by Hibari, who did it swiftly and then walked away, than by this one girl who would do it for a long period of time to get her point across and showing little to no mercy. Stopping before the disciplinary committee's office doors, the two young males stood back, afraid of being too close as they waited for her to knock and enter politely. She took one quick look at the door and heaved a deep sigh, taking a step back before grumbling under her breath. With a quick roundhouse kick, the door to the disciplinary committee went flying, like a tree that had just been cut down. The two young teens began to scream and panic at the sight, this girl was scarier and tougher than they had first thought, they were probably lucky that they were alive and feared what she was like when angry. Everyone in the room turned to the door in shock, a young teen that had been sitting at his desk writing down on some papers, lifted his head and glared. The young girl still had her leg up, as her skirt showed what appeared to be white, lacy panties that caused some of the teens in the room to blush and cover their noses. Lowering her leg, she stood up straight and raised a brow at them all. "Which one of you is Hibari Kyoya?" She asked, as said male grunted, not once taking his eyes off of her nor stopping the cold glare he sent her. Turning towards the two teens behind her, she grabbed them by their collars and threw them inside with incredible strength. They flew and landed right in front of his desk, all the while the others in the committee stood around them with a serious expression on their faces; causing the two males to quiver. She strutted her way in and stood in between them, as they bowed and begged for forgiveness. She ignored them and slammed the large bag of snacks onto the desk, followed by the Shounen Jump magazine. "I am disgusted by the way you run this school, Hibari Kyoya." These words seemed to shock everyone around her, including Hibari himself, as he waited for her to continue. "Students, multiple of them, were found skipping class including this young man right here." She pointed to the one she had found smoking. "They hang around the halls, by the staircases, and up on the roof doing nothing but littering as well as snacking, smoking, reading magazines and comics." Turning towards the Kendo club captain, she scowled and placed her hands on her hips as she continued. "The Kendo club skips class to head to practice, only to lie about it and sit around making a mess of the place. You call this discipline? I call this rebellious, a disgust, an outrage. This is not discipline, this is nothing but a sad excuse for a school." That being said, she turned on her heels and made her way to the door, ignoring the way everyone stared at her as though she had just called the Devil himself a pansy. Right before she left however, she glanced over her shoulder and sent him a glare. "You better prove to me that you can make Namimori middle a great school, or I will be here for the remainder of your school year." Once she was gone, the room stayed silent.
Hibari has never had anyone talk to him in such a way, as he sent the two students kneeling before him a glare, before turning his gaze towards the items that sat upon his desk. "Kusakabe." Hibari began, sending his right hand man a look. "Who was that girl?" Kusakabe, hummed for a moment, placing a hand on his chin in thought before freezing in shock. "T-That was probably the inspector that was supposed to come in today Kyo-san... (L/n) (y/n) sama..."
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Mukuro Rokudo
Nothing scared her, for she did not believe in anything other worldly or paranormal. She was able to handle her own, and felt nothing but pity for those that were easily scared. This could be due to the fact that her grandfather had taught her that everything was either an illusion, or had a reasonable explanation to it, and years of seeing horror movies and finding explanations to everything, she became immune to many things most found frightening. That's why she was able to join the horror club, as they went out to find things that tended to scare others but excite them. She was never excited about horror, but she did find it amusing and enjoyed discovering the reason behind every little thing that brought fear into most people. "There it is!" One of the members exclaimed, pointing towards the broken and old building before them. They had heard that Kokuyo Land had a scary atmosphere, and that people have recently been through many paranormal experiences there, involving animal attacks to lava spewing out from the ground to the point where they were almost melted to a crisp. The president of the horror club had announced that they'd be camping out in the woods near Kokuyo Land, and at night they'd go explore it. He grandfather had given her permission to go, and with that, there she was. They had finished eating and were finally off, ready to enter the place with high expectations, hoping to not be disappointed like many other times that they had been out exploring other supposedly haunted places.
Upon entering, they were surprised to see its ruins and how beautiful it looked with nothing illuminating it except the moonlight that appeared through the broken window, as though it were undiscovered territory. "Isn't this great (y/n)?" A small whisper asked her, as she turned to smile at the young male near her. He wore glasses and was shaking with excitement, reaching out to hold the fabric of her short sleeved, white button up. "Yes." She told him, never being a girl of many words, as she and her fellow members entered further in.
The more they checked out the place, illuminating their way with their flashlights, they began to chat and take pictures. The place was more beautiful the further they went in.
Just as they entered one of the rooms, growling was heard, causing them all to turn and freeze at the sight of a large, black dog with red eyes glaring at them. Many of the member actually freaked out, taking a step back as they prepared themselves to run. She was shocked to see such a creature, remembering that there had once been an article in a book her grandfather had about it. They were supposedly an urban legend, so seeing one now surprised and intrigued her. She examined the canine with an excited smile, that is, until her eyes landed on its paws. One of his hind legs, the right one, was gone, yet the dog was walking towards them as though he still had it on.
The others began to back away, as the dog grew closer and closer, with (y/n) standing her ground while holding an emotionless expression on her face. "(Y-Y/n)," The president of the club stuttered, trying to get her attention. "W-we have to go, now." The dog prepared to pounce, growling and barking at them as he leaned forward to attack. She simply heaved a sigh, before turning away and glancing towards a room that she wanted to enter. "An illusion shouldn't harm you if you don't believe too strongly in it." Just as she had said those words, the dog jumped, ready to attack her with full force. The others began to scream, and wanted to turn tail, but were shocked to see that someone who looked like them stand near the door. The dog jumped at (y/n), but disappeared into mist as soon as it touched her.
The others ignored her and ran, they avoided their counterparts and bolted right out of the building as though the devil himself were chasing after them, not once glancing back for their friend who only moved forward, wanting to see more of the beauty the building held. Room by room she entered, taking pictures of everything as she took in everything. The moonlight shined brightly and beautifully through the large windows in one room, with curtains hanging all around her. It was so breathtaking that she didn't notice the eyes that gazed at her from the corner of the room. She walked in slowly, taking her time as she glanced around, observing the room with intrigue. "So beautiful..." She whispered, stopping in the middle where the full moon can be seen clearly through the slightly dirty windows. She took a quick picture, before standing there in awe. This room overlooked everything, including the entrance of Kokuyo Land and parts of the forest.
She knew someone was in the room at that moment, for she felt eyes staring at her the moment she entered. But she wanted to enjoy the moment first. They must not like the way she was there, not running away when she should have and instead taking pictures while standing in the middle of the room. "Hello." She greeted softly, turning slowly on her heels in time to see her doppelganger standing there with a smile upon her face. The two stayed quiet, one smiling falsely, as the original stood there with a camera in her hands smiling softly. After moments of silence, her doppelganger opened her mouth and spoke. "Why have you trespassed on my territory? You did not even flinch when the dog attacked you nor when your friends left you behind." She would have responded, but she liked the quiet and calm air around her a little too much to speak, so instead she giggled softly and gazed at her doppelganger through half lid eyes. This sort of reaction seemed to surprise her doppelganger, before she let out a soft laugh as smoke began to appear from her. "Ku fu fu fu fu, you are an interesting creature." She spoke, her voice changing from female to male in seconds as the person began to take on a different form. (Y/n) was able to snap a quick picture, finding it pretty when combined with the proper lighting, as a male now stood before her. The first thing she noticed was the sight of one of his eyes with the number six written on it in Kanji and that it was a different colour from his left, as he smiled at her, this time it was a genuine smile.
"You are different from the other trespassers." He complimented, amused by her quiet and calm attitude as she took a picture of him with nothing but a gentle smile upon her face.
"Kufufufu, I am Mukudo Rokudo. What is the name of the interesting girl that has entered my domain without an ounce of fear?" He asked, stepping closer to her with a pleased expression upon his face, enjoying the fact that she did not back away from him as she checked her camera. Once she saved her pictures, she glanced up at him and nodded, before introducing herself. "(Y/n)..."
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Lambo
Flowers blooming and sparkling in the sunlight brought nothing but a calming atmosphere, as the young teen giggled as she felt their soft petals brush lightly against her nimble fingers. She slowly leaned down to plant a soft kiss on the sunflower's petals, before watering it with joy. Her grandmother's flower shop was prospering, ever since her mother had allowed her to start working there and taking care of each of the beautiful plants they grew. She made sure they bloomed to show their beauty, as many of those that past by would enter the shop to glance around and buy some for their friends and family.
"(Y/n)! Come here for a moment please!" Her mother called out, as (y/n) placed her watering can down and dried her hands on her work apron. Upon entering the flower shop from the back garden, she watched as multiple customers began to line up and chat among themselves, each one holding different types of flowers in their hands. Turning to her mother, she placed her hands on her lap and waited patiently for her to let her know what it was that she wanted. "Yes yes, they do bloom beautifully during the night." She agreed with one customer, ringing up the price to her purchase before turning to her daughter and pointing towards a jumble of flower arrangements up at the front near the door. "(Y/n), I need you to start placing those arrangements outside and wait for the customers to arrive and pick them up. They already paid so just sign the slip they give you and help them load them onto their vehicle." With a nod, she sent the elderly woman a polite smile and went to do as she was told. One by one she picked up each of the flower arrangements and began to place them outside in an orderly fashion.
Each of the arrangements became heavier than the last, but she tried her hardest to move them as best she could without bothering any of the other employees or customers, she wouldn't want to burden them and they were all busy. She didn't mind though, because it was better to know they were alright rather than lifting heaving things and getting hurt because of her. She then picked up and placed the heaviest arrangement, a large teddy bear made out of Coreopsis grandiflora, down on a stool. As she was about to make it sit properly, she began to stumble as the teddy bear started to fall on her, slowly placing its weight against her smaller body. She struggled to keep it from slipping, but her knees suddenly gave out as the bear slipped from her now sweaty hands and began to weigh her down more and more. A gasp escaped her lips as she squeezed her eyes shut while waiting for the heavy object to fall on her. Seconds passed and she realized surprise that she was fine, no heavy teddy bear of flowers crushing her body to the ground, no lack of air at having a heavy object lay on top of her.
A deep chuckle reached her ears, as she popped open an eye to see a handsome young male holding the large teddy bear of flowers with a smile on his face. "You okay?" He asked, lifting the flower arrangement and placing it onto the stool with ease. "A cute girl like yourself shouldn't be pushing herself to carry something so heavy." He finished, placing a blue Popsicle that he had been eating back in his mouth. A blush made its way to her cheeks, as she bowed her head deeply at him in respect and gratitude. "I-I'm so sorry! Thank you so much for helping me, are you okay? It wasn't too heavy for you was it?" She asked, moving closer to make sure he was alright. Blinking in confusion at her sudden concern, he couldn't help but pull the Popsicle away from his mouth and chuckle softly once more. "I should be the one to ask you that, you were almost crushed by a teddy bear made of yellow flowers and you're more worried about me." The blush on her cheeks grew even more, as he let out a laugh and nodded. "Yes, I'm completely fine. Why were you carrying such a heavy object?" He asked, as she realized that she had yet to take the remaining items outside before the customer arrived. With a gasped, she apologized to him profoundly and ran back inside in order to pick up the rest. The other arrangements were too heavy for her to pick up, yet she tried with her might in order to do it, trying to lift with her knees as her face began to turn a slight red from trying too hard. She didn't want to disappoint her mother so she pushed herself to the limit, she needed to get the remainder of the arrangements outside or she would also disappoint the customer.
The arrangement had suddenly become lighter, as she began to lift it up a little more. "You know, these are way too heavy for you." A familiar voice told her, causing a soft squeak to escape her lips in slight surprise. Turning her head she met with the same teen she had met outside. With a small smile, he lifted the arrangement and went outside to place them with the rest, all the while she followed him with a worried expression, nervously trying to tell him that he didn't have to push himself to help her when she could do it by herself. He simply chuckled and continued to bring each arrangement outside, occasionally glancing over to her with a small smile.
Once they were all outside, a large van arrived, as the customer hopped out and made his way towards her. He had handed her the slip for the flowers, and she signed it while they placed all the arrangements into the van and drove off. The young teen stood by her side through it all, watching and waiting patiently for her until the two were finally alone. With a sigh of relief, she turned to him and smiled brightly, as he returned the smile with a soft one of his own. "Thank you so much, I wouldn't have been able to do it without you!" She thanked, grabbing his hands and holding them in her own. "It means a lot to me, I'm so sorry that I had to burden you with my troubles." He simply chuckled, before sending her a nod. "It's alright, you needed the help and a gentleman never lets a bella carry something so heavy without help." Staring deeply into her eyes, the young male leaned down and moved his hands in order to hold her smaller ones in his own tightly. "I'm Lambo, can I get your name?" The sudden question made her giggle, as the blush that had disappeared a long while ago returned. Gazing into his beautiful green eyes, she smiled softly and sent him a nod in return."I'm (y/n)."
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Reborn
The junkyard was always full of amazing things for her to find and take home with her, as every search was a fun and exciting one with each and every new item she found that captured her interest. Sharp objects were her least favourite since she had a hard time seeing them mixed in with all the other things and would often cut herself or stab her legs on them. She was already immune to it in a way, only feeling a dull pain when she did get stabbed and didn't realize that she was injured until someone pointed it out or the dull pain became annoying. 'Spanner will LOVE this! I can't wait until I show him how awesome of a robot I build.' She thought to herself, before climbing down with a handful of nuts, bolts and some scraps of metal. The junkyard owner already knew her so he was alright with her coming and going with scraps of metal, bringing some back or taking some home with her. She's been doing that since she was a child, he was basically her uncle Rin who worked at the junkyard. During her walk home, she couldn't help the strong feeling she felt that someone was watching her.
As she made a quick turn around the corner, someone had reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her in and dragging her into an alleyway, holding a sharp object to her throat as they shushed her in order to not attract any unwanted attraction. She didn't struggle or speak, to busy trying to figure out the smart way of getting out of this situation as well as picking up the scraps she had gone to the junkyard to retrieve. Once they were out of sight from any pedestrians out in the streets, the man removed his hand and backed away from her, pushing her towards the wall as many others began to close in on her. "Well well, what do we have here?" One of them asked, moving in closer as he checked out her body with a perverted gaze, amused by the green suit that she was wearing. "What a pretty little thing you are, and here we were thinking you'd be some nerd that no one wants to look at for too long." He mumbled to himself, as he and his pals began to laugh.
She simply glanced around and began to take in her surrounding for about three minutes, it didn't take long for her to find at least three escape routes, knowing that with how fast she can be, she'd be able to escape their grasp with only minor cuts and bruises. The leader of the group walked up to her and smiled, interested in the fact that she had kept quiet and didn't bother to struggle when they had captured her.
"We heard that you are one of the many great mechanics in this area, so we're here to... Hire you, per say." She ignored him and tried to figure out which escape route to take. Getting angry at the lack or response, the leader of the group grabbed her hair and pulled her close to face him. "Did you hear what I just said?" He growled, as she kept her mouth shut and sent him a glare. With another growl, he lifted his hand and back handed her face, sending her flying to the ground as the others began to laugh at her.
At that moment the sound of a gun cocking was heard, as their leader froze in place when a deep and dangerous voice was heard from the shadows. "How dare you lay a hand on a woman like that." Without so much as a warning the leader was shot, all the while the others began to take out their weapons to fight him off. The young mechanic stood and dusted herself, knowing well that whoever it was that had shot her kidnappers, was not looking to harm her. With a mental thanks, she quickly made her way towards the first escape route, the same route that they had taken when they dragged her into that alleyway. One of the thugs noticed her and growled, as he reached out for her with his free hand, as the other held onto the pocket knife close to him in case he needed to cut the intruder open. Just as he took a hold of the back of her green jumper, a shot was heard and pain soon filled him. Not wanting to stick around to see if he was alright, she quickly shrugged him off and ran, her safety and survival was first, even if it meant that the guy with the gun was going after her later. Let him come, she would get out of that situation in less then a few minutes, she was confident and smart enough to escape any and all situation. If not, she was just incredibly lucky.
As she ran, she made it into the streets, which had surprisingly become empty. Her nuts and bolts were still scattered on the ground along with a few of the spare parts she had gotten from the junkyard, amazingly enough. Heaving a sigh of relief, she knelt down and began to pick them up one by one, as a pair of footsteps made their way towards her softly. They stopped a few feet away from her, as another person knelt down and began to help her pick up each of the pieces. Once they were all off the ground, the two stood as she lifted her head to meet with sharp eyes staring at her through a hat with a small chameleon on it.
"Here you go." He told her softly, his deep voice causing her to instantly recognize the man. With a small smile, she nodded her thanks at him and took her scraps from his arms, all the while the small chameleon stared at her with what seemed to be a smile. Seeing this made her smile in return, which only caused the tall man to smile at how cute she appeared to him. With a nod towards the man once more as thanks, she turned and began to walk away, until the mysterious man reached out and grabbed her arm, calling for her to wait with such urgency that she feared the men were still alive and coming back for her. "You're injured." He simply told her, as she glanced at him from over her shoulder with a raised eyebrow. She didn't feel any sort of pain on her body, just a small and bothersome itch. Following his gaze, she saw what appeared to be a pocket knife sticking out of her right calve, as blood trailed down to her ankle and puddling on the ground beneath her foot. "Oh..." She simply mumbled, not really caring much about it. He, however, didn't feel the same. Before she knew what was going on, he had leaned down and picked her up bridal style, while she held her scraps tightly within her arms, unwilling to let them drop since they were so precious to her. Slowly turning around on his heels, the elder man made his way towards the direction of the hospital, taking long and swift strides in order to avoid her losing too much blood. "I'm Reborn, by the way, and this is Leon." He introduced himself, as Leon hopped down from his hat and landed upon (y/n)'s head. "And may I know your name?" Seeing that he had no ill intentions, she sent him a smile and giggled at how ticklish it felt when Leon moved around on the top of her head to make himself more comfortable. "I'm (y/n)."
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Xanxus
Bright smile in place, she did the one thing she was best known for, organizing and making sure everything went well. The new mission for the Bovino family was coming up soon, and they had asked her for her help in organizing the big board meeting, especially since the ninth generation boss of the Vongola family was heading over for the meeting to chat about something that she had no time to look over.
She began to tell the many Bovino men and women to help make sure the meeting went well, asking them to prepare the meals for the eight hour long meeting, as well as the snacks and cleaning and preparing the meeting room. (Y/n) tapped away at the laptop, as she prepared the PowerPoint presentation so that the meeting could go well. She had the schedule already memorized and everything was done properly and professionally, something that many of the Bovino family members took great pride in.
"Miss (y/n)," one of the many maids asked softly, knowing the young woman was of a higher ranking than her. "Everything is ready for the meeting to get started." Humming in thought, she tapped on the small laptop before standing up straight and sending the maid a quick smile. "Thank you, you can tell the boss that I'm ready for the presentation." She nodded and left, closing the door behind her as the others inside the room finished up quickly. They made sure everything sparkled before leaving, as she turned to face the large board behind her. She tried as hard as she could to reach for the small string that dangled up above her, wanting to pull down the white screen and have it ready for when her boss came in with the Vongola ninth.
But even with her heels, she was unable to reach for it, and climbing onto a chair or the table was unprofessional of her. She would never do such a thing, since there was no need for her to do so. Still struggling to reach for the small string, she failed to hear the door open as a man entered, only to be surprised at the sight of her grunting softly and muttering curses under her breath, all in an attempt to grab the small string that swung back and forth before her. The footsteps turned and made their way to her, stopping right behind her as a tan hand reached up to grab the string and pull it down into her much smaller ones. A gasp escaped her lips, as she grabbed the string and began to pull the screen down to the very bottom, securing it before heaving a soft sigh of relieve. "Thank you very much." She thanked softly, turning around to face a handsome young man standing next to her. He just stood there, with his hands in his pocket as he allowed his eyes to gaze directly at her with an intensity that made her want to roll her eyes at him. She had been raised with mafia men all her life, so seeing one stare at her while standing in such an unprofessional manner didn't faze her. She just smiled at him politely, before turning towards her computer and making sure that the PowerPoint was properly set up for the hundredth time. He seemed to simply stand there, staring at her as though trying to comprehend something that he couldn't fully make out. Minutes passed by until he heaved a quiet sigh, preparing himself to speak with her until the doors to the meeting room opened. The Vongola ninth as well as her own boss entered, both chatting and glad to see the other after such a long time of not speaking. "Welcome, I'm pleased to see that everyone could make it." She greeted, as many smiled at her kindly in return, while a few of the Vongola boss' men stared at her in slight shock. "Sir, will you please take your seat? The meeting is about to start." She asked the man standing beside her in a kind and professional manner, only to receive a grunt in return as he went to sit next to the Vongola boss. 'He must be the right hand man or something equally important.' She thought to herself, before turning back to everyone else and clearing her throat. "Well then," she began, getting serious as they closed the door and made sure it was locked securely. "Let's get down to business."
The meeting was a long and serious one, still going on and taking part while everyone ate their dinner and listened in peace. She didn't take a single bite, too busy trying to get her point across as well as make sure to set a good example for her family. The table was cleared as everyone sat there with satisfaction, amazed that little to no debate had gone on and that everyone was able to agree and come to an understanding. The meeting was over in a flash, and came to such a satisfying close, that the Vongola boss had even gone up to her and complimented her professionalism, as well as state how much of a pity it was that she wasn't apart of the Vongola family.
Once the room was quiet and completely empty, she began to pack up, closing and shutting off her laptop; all the while picking up the wires and cables and unplugging them. Once that was done, she turned and pulled on the string to the white screen, slowly lifting it and trying to reach the top with her tip toes. But just as before, a large, tan hand appeared and took the string from her hands in order to push it the rest of the way up. "You've helped me once again," she began, turning around to face the same man as she had the first time. "Thank you very much sir, I really appreciate the help." She thanked, turning to pick up her bag with her laptop and prepare herself to leave the room.
"Xanxus."
The sudden sound of his deep voice had caught her off guard, as she turned around to face the man with a look of surprise. "Excuse me?" She asked, watching as the tall, raven haired mafiosi let out a soft chuckle and make his way towards her. He took long and powerful strides, stopping once he was in front of her and smiling at her with that charming smile that only the Italians could pull off. "Xanxus, that's my name. Xanxus Vongola, soon to be the tenth."
She would have blinked in surprise, but she really wasn't. She had done her research and already knew that Xanxus was the name of the next heir to the Vongola name. But of course, she had not seen his face; but she knew the moment he stated his name that he was who he was. This would explain why he was sitting so close to the ninth as though he knew him personally. With a professional smile, she turned to him and nodded, sticking out her hand waiting for his as she gazed into his beautiful, crimson eyes. "A pleasure to meet you signore Vongola, my name is (y/n) (l/n)."
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Squalo
"Take in a deep breath, and lean down to touch your toes in a calm and relaxed manner." She spoke in a soft tone, as everyone followed her lead, flexibly leaning down to touch their toes, as the soft music continued to play in the background, relaxing everyone further as they continued. "Good good! Everyone is doing so well!" She praised, happy to make everyone feel good about themselves as well as the many pregnant women there who wanted to stubbornly continue the yoga class despite being told that it might strain them. "And finally, we stand up straight and take a deep breath through our noses, before exhaling through our mouths." They all did as she told them, taking in the fresh air of the outside world with a smile on their faces. Normally the yoga class took place inside in her studio, but she decided that it was such a nice day outside, so why not take advantage of the day?
As she ended the class like she normally would, she watched as everyone began to pack up their things. Many of them that had arrived to the class earlier that day had arrived in a bad mood, most of it having to do with the fact that their boyfriends or significant other were being difficult that day. She wanted to lend an ear and listen to their problems, but she knew relaxing them and continuing the class would probably be the best thing for them all. And she was right, they were all in a way better mood than they were when they had first arrived. She smiled brightly and said her goodbyes to everyone one by one, as they went on their way to do their daily thing. Some of them had their husbands or wives come pick them up, and they had gotten on good terms with each other. Seeing this made her both happy and sad at the very same time, for she would love to be the wife one day to her future husband. Sure they might have an argument at some point, since all couples do, but they would work hard to make it work.
As she walked down the busy streets, she made her way into her favourite coffee shop. Sure it wasn't as many imagined it would be, but she sort of liked the way that it was so quiet and the treats there were tasty. Finally making her order and taking a seat, she searched through her bag and pulled out her book, resuming her reading as they made her tea. At that moment, a loud slam was heard, causing everyone who had not seen it coming to jump in slight fright. "VOI!!!" A loud voice screamed, as everyone turned their heads to see a tall, white haired male holding a sword and glaring at a group of teens. She took quick notice of the fact that the tips of his long white hair was dripping with coffee, causing a small puddle of the brown liquid to form on the floor beneath it. "You dare spill that on me?!" The teens shivered and tried to back away, stuttering an apology as he began to point his sword at them. "You spilled that on my hair! VOI!!! STAND UP AND FIGHT ME LIKE A MAN!!!" Not liking the way the young boys cowered before him, the young woman placed her bookmark on the page she had been reading and placed her book down. Standing, she straightened out her shorts, since it was hot outside, and calmly made her way towards them. Right as the white haired male raised his sword to fight, he froze midway when a hand gently touched his arm. "Signore, are you hurt anywhere?" A soft voice asked him, causing the white haired male to turn his head and blinked in shock at the kind and calm expression the young woman held. "They spilled coffee on you right? Did it burn you anywhere? If you'd like, you may sit with me in the corner, that way no one can bother you or get near you." She offered, making sure to speak to him in a manner that showed him she was nonthreatening. He stood there staring at her in shock and confusion, never having a woman calmly speak to him like that, since they were mostly afraid of him or just wanted his money when he went to bars. Blinking away the shock, the white haired male kissed his teeth and turned his head way, sending the teens frozen in fear a harsh look. "Voi! You got lucky this time scum!" He growled, before scoffing, not once shrugging off the hand that was gently placed on his arm.
"SCRAM YOU TRASH!" With that, the teens screeched and stood, stumbling to run out of the coffee shop in an attempt to stay as far away from the man as possible. She knew it was stupid of her to say this but, she was glad he had yelled at them rather than raise his sword and actually hurt anyone. Turning to him, she sent him a smile and gently lifted her hand to politely gesture towards her seat. "I'll buy you some coffee, you can sit with me while you wait." He scoffed and turned his head away once more, not once moving away from her as she gently pulled him along with her towards her seat. "Woman! You're lucky I don't cut you down, especially since I can do it in a second!"
He took his seat while she ordered him his drink, paying for it and everything, and making sure it was in her name. Once done, she walked back towards her seat and gave him his coffee, accepting his silence and the small slurping noises he made as thanks. Taking her seat next to him, she took a small piece of his hair and began to caress it. The coffee had dried up and made the tips hard, they were also sticky to the touch as she felt the ends stick together. She was a bit sad to see this, especially since the young male had nice hair. However, she noticed that he had dead and split ends, those would probably prevent him from having nicer, longer hair that she knew he was capable of having. Without her noticing, he was watching her intensely from the corner of his eyes, wondering what it was that she could be thinking, all the while caressing and touching his hair which he normally wouldn't let anyone lay a finger on it unless they wanted that finger to be sliced off. "The ends are a bit split, and unless you trim it your hair won't grow as nice as they look like they can." She muttered to herself, before turning to him with a small smile. "May I trim it for you?" He wanted to yell at her, to push her away and tell her to piss off. But he knew he couldn't and shouldn't do that, especially to a girl who had nicer hair than him. With a sigh he simply grumbled under his breath and went back to sipping his coffee, trying to sit still while she touched his hair some more. Taking his grumbling as a yes, she reached into her bag and pulled out a pair of scissors she carried around with her. She liked to be prepared for anything, even if many other people saw this as useless. On the bright side, they've helped her out this time and really did come in handy. With quick hands she went to work, trimming and making sure she cut his hair perfectly, making it appear as though she hadn't cut it at all.
The minutes passed by, as the young male sat there in silence, surprisingly relaxed enough to allow the woman to run her fingers through his long locks. It soothed him and he came to enjoy it, especially since not many women in Italy saw long hair such as his as attractive. "There we go." She whispered, pleased with her work as she let his hair slip through her fingers and fall back into place, as she turned to place her scissors back into her bag. The man turned and began to check out his hair, surprised to see that she hadn't really cut off much of it, just the tips and the bits with coffee in it. He hummed in thought, raising a brow at the soft look of expectation that the young woman held, as though waiting to hear his thoughts. "Voi! Don't look at me like that!" He screamed, causing her to jump in surprise. She had to blink for a moment, before she let out a soft laugh, not noticing the look of slight annoyance the male sent her way.
Scoffing, he turned back towards the coffee cup and began to twirl it around his fingers, stopping to read the name on the cup that he hadn't seen before. (Y/n) was written across it with little care, like they always do in that strange coffee shop known as StarBucks. "(Y/n)?" He muttered under his breath, testing the name out and finding it strange. Turning to the woman sitting next to him, he growled and rolled his eyes, before turning to glare out the window and frighten some of the pedestrians who managed to make eye contact with the irritated man. "My name's Superbi Squalo..."
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Belphegor
Blowing the whistle with all her might, the two that had once held fire and hatred within their eyes froze, turning their heads slowly towards her direction. Her lips pulled away from the small whistle as she lifted her head towards the two, her eyes sparkling with authority and seriousness, as she took quick steps towards the two. They stood there shivering in fright as the woman walked up to them, her face and body language may show that she was calm, but they knew otherwise. Ever since they were taken to that specific boot camp, they had learned the hard way just what happened when she was like that. Closing their eyes they tried to prepare themselves for what was soon to come, but when it did all that preparing did nothing to ease the pain of being smacked upside the head for misbehaving. "What is all the commotion about soldiers!" She demanded to know, placing her hands on her hips as she stared them both down. "It wasn't my fault sir!" One of them began, rubbing his aching head. "He was saying that my parents didn't want me so they brought me here because they planned to abandon me!" Her eye twitched in irritation, before she turned to the other boy to wait for his response. He sniffled a bit, before lowering his hands and placing them straight to the side, standing up straight and shivering slightly as tears prickled the edges of his eyes.
"I-I did say those t-things sir!" He confessed, stuttering slightly as he forced himself to continue while squeezing his eyes closed. "B-But I only said those things b-because he had b-been bullying another soldier yesterday d-during meal time! Sir!" The first boy growled and turned to him, his face red with anger as he fisted his hands, ready to strike him. She glanced between the two boys for a moment, taking in a deep breath before lifting her hand and smacking the first boy upside the head. He grunted and turned to the woman in shock. "Soldier! You do not attack your fellow men, nor do you raise your voice, bully someone or try to pin the blame on someone else!" She scolded, watching as he shivered in fright. "He took responsibility for what he had said and done, as well as defended his comrade and prepared himself for the consequences of his actions. However! For such a noble and loyal act I will let him off with a warning." The first boy's face turned into that of a pout, as the second boy stood still and did not say anything, knowing that this was not his fight nor was it his business to interfere. "You will be punished, I want you to run 20 laps around the field before dinner, do I make myself clear soldier?" She asked, waiting for his respond. When he stayed quiet, she cleared her throat and spoke a little louder this time, making sure that her voice was full of command and that he'd hear her this time. "I said, DO. I. MAKE. MYSELF. CLEAR SOLDIER!!!"
He jumped and nodded, before realizing what he was doing and stood up straight. With one hand on his side, he lifted the other and saluted, giving her a straight face before gazing straight ahead. "Y-Yes sir!" He stuttered, as the two ran off the moment she dismissed them. Once they were out of sight, she heaved a deep sigh and turned on her heels, making her way towards the main cabin where all the other commanders and counsellors were taking a break from training the young teens and kids that day.
Upon entering, the others turned to her and began to smile. If there was something to be said about her, it was that she was the strictest and more dependable person in that very camp. Rebellious kids and teens that arrived to that camp came in as outcasts and left as reliable, responsible soldiers, and it was all thanks to her. She was no pushover and knew when kindness was needed, and when it was time to be strict and show these kids what it was like to be a good citizen. Heaving a sigh she sat down at her regular seat and took a sip of her now cold coffee. The big man, her boss, heaved a sigh before turning to all of his subordinates with a small frown on his face. "It appears that we're out of supplies again ladies and gents, so we'll need two of you to go down to the villa and bring back some more in the truck." He began, as the others all nodded and turned to gaze at one another. They each had no problem with leaving to get the supplies needed for the camp, it was just that they had their hands full with their kids and the shifts they had to take for when they began to train each and every single one of them. "Who here is free now to go get the supplies and come back until the next training session?" Their boss asked, as one of the counsellors and (y/n) both lifted their hands. "I have one hour before I start, what about you (y/n)?" He asked, sending her a small smile. With a shrug, she took a sip of her coffee before responding. "I have two, I just started my break for the week before I train multiple students next week. I'm alright with going down there and picking up the supplies, we're lacking on coffee."
Her boss nodded and smiled at them, before standing up straight and sending his soldiers a salute to show that he's dismissing them. "Great job today soldiers, you're all dismissed." They all stood and saluted back at him, giving him a nod with a serious expression on their faces. "Sir!" They all shouted in unison, as he walked out of the cabin. Once he was out of sight, everyone sat back down and began to chat. The soldier that had said he had free time chuckled at a joke that his friend told him, before standing and turning to face (y/n) with a smile. "Well, let's get going then. The faster we get those supplies the faster we can come back and prepare to train those kids to be great soldiers." Once he finished speaking those words, (y/n) chugged down the rest of her cold coffee and slammed her metal cup down, before turning to walk right out of the door with long strides."Let's go Matteo." She told him, causing the others to chuckle and shake their heads at the way she always acted. Well, she wasn't promoted to second in command for nothing.
They had arrived at the villa and picked up every little item on the list, loading up the truck with ease as they finally finished up with their last stop. Many men had flirted and offered to help her with the heavy sacks of coffee beans, but she downright refused. She had told them she was able to hold her own, having them laugh at her before shutting their mouths up at the sight of her picking up four sacks at a time with ease. Two on one shoulder and two on the other, all with a straight face and not once showing discomfort. Many of the men that had flirted with her felt intimidated and discouraged, giving up on trying to woo the beautiful young woman when she was too busy with her own things. After placing the last sack onto the truck, she walked around to pick up a jug of water, only to be surprised that it was no longer where she had left it. "Ushishishi, women normally lift shopping bags, they don't bother with heavy things such as jugs of water or sacks of coffee beans." A voice suddenly spoke, causing her to pull out her knife out of instinct and throwing it at the voice. She missed his face by mere inches, satisfied with the shocked expression a young blond showed her. He was sitting on top of the jug of water inside of the truck, which he had probably placed there when she wasn't looking. Turning her body around to face him fully with her guard up, she sent him her regular serious expression as she waited for him to give her an explanation. "Who are you and why are you inside my truck with my supplies." She demanded rather than ask. He snapped out of his shocked state and smiled at her, now fully interested in who she was and what she did. "Ushishishi, is that the thanks you give someone who had been helping you place your supplies inside of your truck?" He taunted, wanting to see her angry expression as he hopped down from the truck to walk up to her with a smile. Rolling her eyes at him, she ignored his existence, pleased to see that her fellow comrade was done with everything and hopping into the passenger side of the truck, waiting for her. She smiled and turned to her truck to pull the back curtain down and slamming it shut, securing it tightly with its lock before making her way towards the driver's side.
The young man didn't stop following her, egging her on for some answers, as though he wanted nothing more than to see a certain reaction from her. "Thank you for helping me with loading the jug into my truck maggot, but I didn't need your help. Leave and go about your day, I have to get back to my camp to prepare for training." She told him, as she opened her truck door and climbed right in. The young male simply laughed and stood there, hands in his pocket with a mocking and intrigued smile on his face. "I'm the prince known as Belphegor, I'm pretty amazed that you don't recognize me." Right as she was about to close her driver door, she turned to glance down at him with a raised eyebrow. "Wonderful..." She mumbled, not amused with him in the slightest, before shrugging her shoulders in a lazy fashion. "My name is soldier (y/n) (l/n), second in command at the [2]Vargas Boot Camp. Pleasure to meet you, scum." With that, she shut the car door and proceeded to turn the engine on, before driving back to her camp, already forgetting the young male she had just met.
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Irie Shoichi
The mountain had been a rough climb up, but peering at the great open space before her was worth the climb, as the sight of the sun shining down into the beautiful trees and sparkling river water down below met her gaze. They had told her it would be dangerous, but she wanted to go anyways, if she died she'd died knowing she tried accomplishing something that would make her happy. No regrets. A soft wind blew by, as she took in a deep breath of fresh air, before sighing happily. Glancing down at her watch, she couldn't help but frown at the fact that she needed to pack up her things and get home. She thought since it was so beautiful up there, she'd have a small picnic. Making sure she picked up all her trash, she made her way down the mountain with ease and prepared herself to get home and make dinner for herself. Her parents were probably off working again tonight, so she had the whole house to herself, like always.
As she walked through the beautiful and peaceful forest as night began to fall, she took notice of the bushes moving around behind her. Years of going off on her own and finding some sort of adventure out in the world, she had broadened her senses, and knew when something was near or far, and when they had good or bad intentions. Turning to glance over her shoulder while keeping on guard, she waited for the sound to occur once more, wondering what it'll be that would try to sneak up on her. At that moment she lifted her leg and kicked whoever it was that had jumped at her from the bushes in front of her, sending the little intruder flying. A soft squeak was heard followed by a loud thud, causing her to lift her head only to see that she had kicked an innocent little squirrel into a nearby tree. "Oh my gosh!" She gasped, running over to it to make sure it was still alive. It was definitely breathing, but it appeared to be knocked out. Heaving a sight of relief the young girl apologized to the squirrel softly, before standing and hoping to leave it alone to rest. It wouldn't be too happy to see her once it woke up, and she wasn't going to nurse it back to health only to have it attack her later, she wasn't going to go through that again. As she stood, she spotted what appeared to be a map laying next to the squirrel. Judging by the tiny teeth marks in the small corner of the map, it was clear that the little creature had stolen this from someplace. Or maybe someone had lost it and the little guy thought it would be a good idea to take it just in case. Kneeling down to the ground, the young girl picked up the map and began to examine it, not all that surprised to see that it was a map of the forest she was in. There were many people who were new to camping or hiking and often decided that Namimori woods would be a great idea to start off. Suddenly, another sound came from behind her, as she immediately went into high alert, ready to attack and protect herself from anyone that would try to harm her.
"Hello! I-Is anyone there?"
The sound of someone's panicked voice caused her to turn around and face a small set of trees, where the source of the sound had come from. Ruffling noises of the shrubs below was soon heard as they began to shake, all the while she waited for the young man that had called out in the darkening evening. A hand poked out, trying to reaching for a tree branch, before he finally made it to where she was. His red hair was shaggy, with small twigs and leaves sticking out of his hair here and there as he panted, he looked tired and hungry, wanting nothing more than to sit down and relax for a moment after all that he's been through. He was carrying a small backpack, and dressed as though he had been hiking earlier until he lost his way. Lifting his head up, his moss green eyes caught her (e/c) ones through his glasses, allowing a gasp to escape his dry lips. "A-Ah! S-Someone's here!" He spoke quietly, heaving a soft sigh in relief as he got out of the shrubs and walked towards her. "I'm sort of lost, c-can you help me, please?" She was always there to help someone, and seeing how exhausted he was, she was more than happy to be of assistance. Turning to face him, she smiled and nodded, holding the map tightly in her hands. "Sure, what do you need help with?" She asked, as he moved closer to her with a smile. "I-I've been hiking with my classmates and we were supposed to set up camp near a waterfall at Namimori mountain. But a squirrel stole my map and I ended up getting lost..."Upon hearing this, the young girl's eyes widened in surprise. He needed to go to the same mountain that she had been just moments ago, and had lost the same map she had found.
Small world.
With a small smile, she walked up to him and began to take out the leaves and twigs that were stuck in his hair. She noticed the blush that began to appear on his cheek the closer she got to him. He tried to avoid her gaze, looking elsewhere in an attempt to not stare directly at her chest. She was taller than him, she noticed, which made her giggle at the fact that he was so embarrassed at the though that if he turned his head he would be smothered within her breasts. He was adorable in her eyes, so maybe teasing him would be fun while she showed him the way to the mountain. Taking a hold of his hand, she began to pull him along with her in the direction she had come from, as he stuttered and blushed profoundly. With a giggle, she turned to glance over her shoulder and sent him a smile, squeezing his hand to reassure him that he wasn't in any danger. "The mountain is this way, just follow me and you'll be there in no time." He didn't know to say, but decided to keep his mouth shut. It was the first time any girl paid this much attention to him that wasn't his mother or sister, and he would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy it. As the two walked hand in hand through the many shrubs and trees, he felt the need to introduce himself, since it was rude of him to not say anything about who he was to someone who was actually helping him. Lifting his free hand to his mouth, he cleared his throat to capture her attention, as she hummed at him in response to show that she was listening. "Uh, my name is Irie Shoichi..." He mumbled, bowing his head down at her as he tightened his hold on her hand. "I-It's a pleasure to meet you!"
A small chuckle escaped her lips, as she led him through a set of trees. Once they passed through it, they came to a small clearing that showed them the way that lead to the top of the mountain, with signs showing the name of it and pointing upward. Turning to him, she sent him a bright smile, teeth and everything as he jumped slightly in shock and embarrassment at her pretty face. "I'm (l/n) (y/n), adventurer!" She declared, before turning to start heading up the mountain while dragging him along with an excited laugh. "Now, let's get climbing Irie kun!
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Spanner
"Have you read the news?" A man with a raspy voice began, as he coughed and shivered, pulling his blanket closer to his body. "They say that a mafia boss is coming to Japan!" The young woman that had been in the room making his bed turned to the elderly man and smiled, as she finished up her work and walked up to him. "Really? Why is he coming to Japan?" She asked in a soft tone, grabbing his wheelchair and gently pushing him out of the room and down the hall. "He said he was here for a new life, looking to settle down and see where life takes him." The man told her, as she smiled and nodded, listening intensely to each and every single word he said.
Making it into the dinning hall, she wheeled him to his table where all of his friends were and made sure he was comfortable, before sending him a smile and walking towards the kitchen to help the others get the meals ready for everyone. Day in and day out she worked nonstop just to be with all the elderly folks at the nursing home, working the day and night shifts simply to stay by their side and listen to their multitude of stories, even if they repeated themselves or sometimes got the date wrong. Just as she was placing some mashed potatoes onto one of the many plates for the residences of the home, one of her male coworkers walked up to her with a smile and held an envelope in his hands. "(Y/n), could you do me a favour?" He asked, as she turned to him with a large smile on her face, always at the ready to help him out in any way she could. "Sure thing Kyo kun, what do you need?" Her coworker, Kyo, chuckled and lifted the white envelope up near his face, waving it a bit as he placed his free hand on his hip. "All of us pitched in a little to buy some snacks for the night shift, but we're all a little busy. Your schedule is probably the most free, so would you mind going to buy the snacks for us later on?"
She was never the kind of girl to turn down anyone who had a request, especially if she knew she was capable of doing such a simple task. So with a nod, she gladly took the envelope Kyo handed to her and placed it in her jean pocket. The two chatted for a while as they prepared the meals, and resumed with their daily work. She was able to chat and laugh along with the elderly folk as they sat around to take their medicine with some tea after dinner, enjoying the many stories they had about their nieces, nephews and old friends. They seemed to love her company too, since most of them always called for her or asked for her company since some of the folks that lived there rarely had visitors, and having someone actually want to spend their time with them and listen to their stories made them happy, even if it were only for a couple of hours. As she wiped down the tables, she glanced towards the clock that hanged upon the wall in the large dinning room. Time had flown by and her night shift was just about to start, all her coworkers that were going to work the night shift stayed at the back entertaining everyone while some went about cleaning the rooms and halls. Seeing that she was almost done wiping down the tables, she quickly finished and rushed towards the locker rooms. It had gotten colder lately, so she opened her locker and pulled out her coat, putting it on and rushing out the door to the convenient store down the street once she made sure that the envelope was still in her pocket.
Upon entering, she greeted the kind and laid back teen who was working the cash register, giggling at the cute sight of the love struck silver haired boy that talked to her with a bright smile on his face. He would always arrive at the same time just to talk and spend time with her, but sadly, she was too dense to see how much he liked her. Walking towards the shelves that held the chips, she picked up the regular ones everyone seemed to love and continued to look for different kinds of treats to take back with her. As she picked up some limited edition chips, she froze on her spot when she felt someone breathing down her neck. "Ah, are those tastier than the other ones? They have a different picture than the pizza flavoured one..." Turning, she met with a handsome, young blond man with a lollipop stick just hanging from his lips, as he gazed at the bag of chips in her hands with intrigue. She could tell by his accent and the way he looked that he wasn't Japanese, especially since naturally blond hair on a Japanese person was extremely rare; in her opinion anyways. "These are wasabi flavoured, and the only limited edition Bleach chips that they'll be selling for a while until they discontinue it." She explained, as he hummed and kept checking out the bag. He never moved away from her, as though too lost in thought to realize just how close to her he was. "I've never tried these ones before," he mumbled, turning away from the bag of chips in her hands and reaching out for his own on the shelf. "Japan has so many interesting things, I wish I could try them all..."
A smile made its way towards her lips as she saw how he genuinely loved the country, in his hands he held a multitude of sweets as though he were willing try them out even if it was just once. "You must really love sweets, but you're getting a lot of the less popular ones. I thought you'd go for the fan favourites that everyone goes for, if you love Japan a lot." She began, watching with a smile as he turned to her with a look of surprise on his face. "These aren't the ones everyone likes?" He asked, twirling the white lollipop around in his mouth. His eyes then landed on all of the chips, drinks and snacks in her arms. "Well people do like those, but if you're looking for the ones everyone seems to like a lot, then I'd be happy to help you try out the more tasty treats if you'd like." She offered, shifting the junk food in her arms a bit before turning to face him fully. He had stayed quiet, doing and saying nothing but staring at her intensely, as though trying to comprehend fully what she had offered him and if it'd be a good idea to take her up on said offer. Blinking, he simply sent her an amused smile and nodded, allowing her to show him which candies and treats he should try first before trying everything else.
They ended up taking a little longer than she had originally planned, however, since every time she had tried to leave he would stop her and ask her questions about the candy or Japan. He had taken every little thing she had suggested, which took the cashier a long while to scan. This wouldn't have been a problem, had it not been for the harsh and somewhat jealous glare that the silver haired boy sent their way, it only seemed to intensify when the blond male would stare into the cashier's eyes and ask a certain question about each item and their prices. They had been ushered out by the silver haired male, stating that the store was about to close and that he wanted to chat with his friend before helping her close. The sky had darkened and the stars were finally out, as she made her way back to the nursing home where she worked. The blond male from before was walking alongside her, eating a mini pudding cup and humming softly at the sweet taste of it. "It's good." He muttered, turning to her when she let out a soft chuckle. "I'm glad you like it, those ones are popular with the elderly folks too." She told him, standing at the gates of the building. Turning to him, she gave him a small bow to say her farewell, before turning to unlock the gate and walk right in. Suddenly, his hand reached out and grabbed her wrist, stopping her from walking any further. Turning, she sent him a confused expression, all the while the blond blinked down at her in interest. "When can we meet up again?" He asked, twirling his lollipop around in his mouth as he waited for her answer. This question had gotten her off guard, as she turned around to face him in surprise. "You... Want to see me again?" She asked slowly, as though trying to make sure she understood what he had meant exactly. He simply hummed and nodded, not letting go of her wrist as though he feared that she would run away. A soft wind blew by the two of them, as she tried to decide what it was that she should do. He seemed like a nice guy, and he probably only wanted her to teach him more about Japan and what sort of treats he should try next time. With that in mind, she smiled at him and sent him a nod, as though telling him that they were allowed to see one another again soon. "I'm fine with meeting up again, I wouldn't mind it at all." She admitted, as he slowly began to let go of her wrist. And for the first time since they've met, he smiled down at her. She was shocked at how handsome it made him look, before she sent him a small nod. Right as she was about to turn and leave, he spoke once more, this time introducing himself. "My name's Spanner."
Turning, she just chuckled under her breath and hummed, before sending him a closed eye smile. "I'm (l/n) (y/n), it's nice to meet you Spanner."
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