#caniscream

[h/c] means home country

[m/l]= mother language

Italics when speaking is when you are speaking in your mother tongue.

  -CHAPTER ONE: GETTING STABBED LIKE IT’S NOTHING-

   “And then I got stabbed!”

   “[Y/n], please stop getting stabbed…”

   You and your friend, Haru,  were walking at the park, talking about the most random things that have happened to the two of you.

   You laughed,

   “I know, I know! But danger keeps coming to me! Guess I should change my middle name to danger.”

   Haru’s arctic blue eyes pooled with concern, her black eyebrows furrowing in concern.

   “Would you like to stay at my house for some time?”

   She asked, her voice sounding as soft as wind chimes on a slight breeze.

   “No thanks. I’ll be fine. Just gotta toughen up, you know?”

   You answered.

   Haru sighed,

   “You at least have basic self-defence and pepper spray, right?”

   “Yep! I’ll be fine and dandy!”

   Haru placed a hand on your shoulder, patting it.

   “Good. Just… stay safe out there, okay?”

   She gently asked.

   “I know, Haru. I’m not going to die anytime soon, ‘kay?”

   The two of you locked eyes for a few seconds before your phone started ringing, forcing you to tear your gaze away from Haru’s. You took your phone from the pocket of your sweatpants, seeing the contact ‘DAD’ at the top.

   “Hold up, I gotta take this.”

   You pressed the ‘ANSWER’ button, bringing your phone up to your ear.

   “Hey, dad.”

   You greet in [m/l].

   “[Y/n]!!! Are you okay over there?! Do you need anything?! DID YOU GET STABBED AGAIN?!!””

   Your dad greets you through the phone, shouting in worry.

   You chuckle, rolling your eyes.

   “Good to know that I can be trusted. One, I’m fine, two, nah, I got some food at my apartment. If I need anything, I’ll tell you. And three, yes, I did get stabbed-”

   “WHAT?!”

   You had to bring the phone away from your ear so you don’t have too much ear damage.

   “Yes, dad, I did get stabbed. But it was only a minor wound! Plus, the dudes got arrested, so I’m fine.”

   “DID YOU KICK THEIR ASSES?!”

   “No, not really. I just got away and called the police.”

   “ARE YOU OKAY?!”

   “Yes, I’m fine. I only had to stay in the hospital for a little bit.”

   “Oh my god- where did it happen?”

   “I dunno. Think it was at the back of a grill.”

   “I swear to god- Anyways, I just wanted to call you to say that I love you!!”

   You smile, saying

   “Love you too, dad. Papa’s still at work, right?”

   “Yeah.. He says he’ll call you late at night, though!”

   “‘Kay. Bye, love you, dad!”

   “Love ya too!”

   You ended the call, putting your phone in your pocket.

   “Which one?”

   Haru murmured.

   “Dad.”

   You murmured back.

   “I’d like to meet them someday.”

   “That’d be nice.”

   An alarm rang from Haru’s Turquoise blue hoodie. She yelped and quickly turned it off, a slight blush forming on her limestone skin.

   “Well, I gotta go to my extra class now. Bye!!”

   Haru said, walking away from you.

   “Have fun, don’t die.”

   You respond.

   When Haru is out of your sight, you go to where your motorcycle is parked, hopping on it.

   ‘I should probably visit the shrine...’

  -CHAPTER ONE: END-

  PROFILES:

   NAME: HARU FURUYA

 AGE: 19

 BIRTHDAY: MAY 3

 LIKES: [Y/N], LGBTQ+ PEOPLE

 DISLIKES: LGBTQ+ HATERS, OPEN SPACES

 GENDER: FEMALE

   NAME: [Y/N [L/N]

 AGE: 19

 BIRTHDAY: [B/D]

 LIKES: SPIRITS, SHRINES, THEIR TWO DADS

 DISLIKES: DRUGS, GETTING STABBED

 GENDER: NEUTRAL

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-CHAPTER TWO: GET ‘EM-

Your name is [Y/n] [L/n].

   You are a transfer student from [h/c].

   You have two dads who are really loving towards you.

   Right now, you are currently in Japan, riding on your motorcycle. You were listening to ‘Flyday Chinatown’ by Yasuha. It was certainly a bop to listen to.

  -

   A boy with blonde hair sat at a shrine, waiting for someone.

   “Ji-chan, where are you...?”

  -

   You hopped off of your motorcycle, taking your helmet off.

   It was an old shrine, dating back to the Taisho Era. Nobody visited it anymore, but nobody did construction on it. You walked past the torii*, making your way to the actual praying area.

  -

   A man with black hair and pale, purple eyes heard your footsteps approaching the shrine.

   ‘So it’s them again…’

   -

   You walked past the two statues, feeling a cool air wash over you for a second.

   It’s always been like that whenever you go to the shrine. You always found that weird, but you shrug it off.

   Once at the actual praying area, you put some change into the red box(even though nobody works at the shrine) and clap your hands to make your presence known. You have a moment of silence to yourself, keeping your hands clasped together. After that moment of silence, you bow down again, and stand up staright, ready to leave.

   “The shrine’s beautiful, is it not?”

   You turn around to see someone that looks like they're in their 20’s. They have deathly pale skin. At the top of their face they have a pink scar, reaching to their nose. Their eyes were a pastel purple. They have black hair, reaching to their shoulders. They were wearing a black kimono with a white haori. At the end of the haori were flames starting out as pink, but fading to purple. The weirdest part about them is that they seemed so kind. As if they would forgive the bad things someone has done, even if it was murder.

   You look back at the shrine, then back at the new person.

   ‘Since when did they get here?’

   “Uh… yeah. It’s nice. Pretty old, but it’s still got a nice feeling to it.”

   You answer, shuffling your feet a bit.

   The person turns their head to you, saying

   “I’m glad. Not many people come here anymore.”

   They give a closed eyed smile, making you feel all warm, and… fuzzy. Like you’re on cloud nine. No, their whole appearance makes you feel like that. You want to cry, smile, do anything. Why? You don’t know. You feel as if he could be a leader. A strong one with that. As if he could stop a war with just his words.

   You couldn’t do anything but curtly nod and hum.

   “My name is Ubuyashiki Kagaya. Would you be so kind as to give me your name?”

   The black-haired person asks.

   You respond with your name, saying

   “[Y/n] [L/n]. How come… How come I've never seen you here before?”

   The person chuckles,

   “You’ll find out in due time, [L/n]-san.”

   “Ji-chan…”

   You hear the voice of a crying person.

   You look around, then back at the person.

   Or, at least, where the person was.

   ‘They’re gone…’

   “Ji-chan… Where are you… I’m scared…”

   The crying person’s voice comes back again, and you can’t help but investigate.

   You hear it coming from the back. Grabbing your pepper spray inside your pocket, you creep over to the back, seeing a person.

   Their knees are up to their chest, and they have short, yellow hair, hafind to orange. Their limestone skin hands were covering their face wiping away tears. They were wearing a yellow yukata with patterns of triangles.

   You feel bad for the person, deciding to speak up.

   “Hello? Are you okay?”

   The person looks up at you, their eyes widening in fear.

   “AAA-”

  -CHAPTER TWO: END-

  *torii= gate things at the entrance of a shrine.

THIS IS GOING TO BE A VARIOUS X READER YOU CAN’T STOP ME-

Fun fact: the reason why I named this chapter 'get 'em' was because of a meme I said about Ubuyashiki disappearing whenever you see him and raven was like 'GET 'EM'

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