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Hearing movement nearby, you turned your head sharply, seeing that Aro was nearby again. You were too annoyed to pay any attention to him. So you just turned away. You found this place first, so if anyone had to leave, it would be him.

"In the end, my help was never needed," came a voice from behind.

"What kind of help?" You snorted, trying to keep your voice down. You didn't want to be found so soon. "Was it there at all?"

The young man answered as if nothing had happened, looking up from the phone, then looking down to screen again, "That's why I said that it was not needed. Poor Justin, he tried so hard."

Emotions finally took over, so you turned around and hissed under your breath, "Is he? Keep your empty words to yourself. I don't want to hear any more!" The blond only looked at you with his sleepy eyes, allowing you to speak out. "I just don't understand where you all come from. What do you want from me?"

Aro did not react in any way, which made you even more angry. He just turned off his phone and focused his attention on you. You understood that if he was to blame, then least of all. You knew intellectually that you couldn't blame any of them. Except maybe for what they turned your dorm into.

"Me personally, nothing," the young man finally spoke up. Seeing your unconvinced look, he continued. "No, really, I don't need anything from you. You yourself know about Justin, and Raven… I think about him too."

His answer was not exhaustive, but at least you did not feel the lie in his words. This slightly tempered your ardor. You shook your head. You yourself understood that you had lost your temper in vain, but you were not going to apologize. Besides, the blond didn't seem to mind in any way. He just pulled his legs up to him, taking a more comfortable position.

You glanced at him briefly. Of the whole trio, oddly enough, he unnerved you the least. Justin-Silver scared you with how serious he was sometimes, and the whole image of Adonis screamed that he was not worth trusting. Aro was different. Often, you just saw him next to them. Even then, he was busy doing his own thing to pay attention to you.

You sat like that for another five minutes, in complete silence, which was sometimes broken by the singing of birds and the wind swaying the foliage. During this time, you managed to calm down and realize that you acted very hastily. Who would come to the party and run away from it at the first opportunity. However, the person sitting next to you also did not suffer from pangs of conscience.

As soon as you finally relaxed, you caught barely noticeable steps out of the corner of your ear. At first you thought that it seemed to you, but with every second you were convinced of the opposite. All of a sudden, everything went silent and you held your breath.

"What are you doing here, Mademoiselle Trickster?" A moment later, Rook burst into your little hideout, causing you to jump back. Your heart was pounding in your chest as you watched Hunt stick his head into the bushes. "Sir Prince, you are here too!"

Hearing Justin-Silver's voice in the distance, without hesitation, you grabbed vice-leader Pomefiore and dragged him inside. He obviously did not expect your impulse, you did not expect this from yourself. Pressing your hand to his mouth, you ignored the amusement sparkle in his green eyes, praying along the way that the youth was far enough away to notice. However, hearing the footsteps, this time more clearly, you realized that it was foolish to hope.

"Lady Name! Are you there?" An alarmed familiar voice was heard very close, so you removed your hand from Rook's face. It was useless anyway. "What do you-..!"

The next moment, the branches of the bushes parted again, and there appeared the one from whom you ran away the first time. He looked at you with incomprehension, then at the shaggy Hunt, then at Aro sitting next to him. You had no idea how your company looked from the outside.

"My hat, you saved it! How noble," the hunter broke the silence, drawing everyone's attention.

Now you noticed that Justin-Silver was holding the branches with one hand, and in the other was a hat with a feather. Apparently, when you pulled the Hand away, his headdress fell and betrayed you. Although maybe it was all about the many leaves that now covered the lawn.

Realizing that it would be impossible to sit out further, your trio gradually, one by one, climbed out. Even if you tried to sit neatly, the hem of your dress was wrinkled anyway. There were grass stains here and there. However, the rest didn't look much better. Hunt's hair was something indescribable, and Aro had green leaves sticking out among the strands.

For all the time no one said a word, preferring to remain silent. However, you had nothing to say. Taking another look at yourself, you decided that this could be an excellent reason for leaving early.

So you turned to the hunter, "Sir Hunt, do you know where Sir Schoenheit is?"

"Oh, Roi du Poison had to leave half an hour ago," he replied, but you guessed it yourself.

"I'm a little dirty," you pointed at the dress, and then turned to Justin-Silver. "I'm sorry, but I hope you don't mind if we leave. Even though I didn't see everything you prepared, but what I saw was enough."

The young man who was silent all this immediately turned to you, intending to object, but Aro went ahead, wrapped his arm around him and dragged along. Unexpectedly, the silver-haired prince tried to break free, but to your surprise, the blond was stronger than he looked, "Come on, Silv, you've done enough."

You did not think that he would decide to help you, but soon came to your senses and shouted thank you before leaving. At this, Aro, without turning around and continuing to drag his friend with him, raised his free hand and waved.

Candy!au: Candy (Malleus) Better then love potion (Vil)

Cultural Exchange: Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7

Bride from Another World Prologue (yan) Azul Vil

Amnesia!AU:  Welcome back (All NRC) Circle (All NRC) Sleepy (Rook x fem!reader) and Love is a name (Rook x fem!reader)

Pirate!AU Octatrio x g\n!MC (yan)

MC2AU Nevereverland (yan)

RSA mob interaction: part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6 part 7 part 8 part 9 part 10 part 11 part 12

small drabble with Raven (yan)

Raven Adonis x g/n!MC Hellfire (yan)

RSA mob: how would they react at all girl academy

Yokai AU series @twstedforyou Heartslabyul: Ace Deuce Cater Trey Riddle (please read in this order)

Yokai AU series @twstedforyou Pomefiore: Vil

Love Letter series: Malleus Rook Epel Riddle Vil Azul Idia

Rook Hunt x Tenshi (OC)

Teacher!MC au: Forbbiden Fruit (All NRC) At the first sight and At the second sight (Divus Crewel x fem!reader) Unexpected admirer (Rook)

Twst mermaid AU @yanmaresu Ordinary girl from deep blue world (fem!Azul x fem!reader x fem!Riddle) Looping (fem!Azul x fem!reader x fem!Leona) From Fire to Fire (fem!Azul x fem!reader x Vil)

Siren au @smalltasteofhoney Siren`s call (Rook)

Maid au @smalltasteofhoney Most devoted servant (Rook)

Killer au: Exasperation (Rook) The best support (Jade)

Priest au @smalltasteofhoney God`s will (Rook)

Incubus au: @smalltasteofhoney Test of strenght (Rook)

Fantasy AU "Under fantasy disguise": world lore (prologue) heartslabyul savanaclaw octavinelle scarabia pomefiore p1 and p2

Bookmark au: lore

Detective AU: Trail (prologue) Interviewing witnesses (Jade)

What flowers, what sweets to put - Raven helped with all this, by some miracle he knew all the preferences of the girl. When he managed to get hold of all the information, Justin did not understand, but this knowledge now came in handy and he didn`t question them. The thought of a flattered smile on the lady’s face was enough to cheer the young man up. Gathering his strength, he plunged into the hustle and bustle with great zeal.

Even if she forgave him, conscience still tormented Justin, not allowing him to breathe calmly. The solutions offered by Aro and Raven went against what had been told him since childhood and the honor of a knight. Perhaps they were right, and the same methods should be used in the fight against the villains. However, this did not make it easier. Therefore, the party also became a kind of way for Justin to apologize for the impartial actions.

Once again glancing around the garden, almost ready to receive, the youth’s eyes rested on the center. By his own will, in the middle was an ice sculpture, carved by the best craftsmen of Twisted Wonderland. Is he overdoing it? Maybe.

“Wai~! Is it a holiday today?” Said the blond, accidentally wandered into the garden.

Straining his memory, Justin recognized him as his classmate - a designer. The cases when they talked face to face can be counted on the fingers. However, taking this as a sign of fate, the young man decided to consult a professional.

“Good afternoon, even if this is not an official celebration, but for me it is. If you wish, you can visit him and meet my goddess. How do you like the design, maybe it’s worth changing something?”

The young man looked around, finally, he saw a standing statue. Coming closer, he touched his chin with his hand, assessing the work. From the tension, Justin involuntarily clenched the fabric of his own jacket, awaiting the verdict.

“The statue is no less a work of art,” he said finally, turning around. “Who is pictured here? Unfortunately, I am unable to remember the person.”

“Here is carved the one in whose honor today’s tea party! I am flattered by your high-…”

“That’s how~ Is that your lover? Or maybe the fiancé?” He did not have time to finish, the blond interrupted him, not allowing him to continue.

“If it was so, I would be the happiest person on earth,” Justin said slowly. As if the question had caught him off guard. Shaking his head, he finished the thought. “Unfortunately, we did not meet often and do not know each other well.”

At this, the blond somehow strangely narrowed his eyes and shook head, he looked at his classmate for a while. Sighing, he headed towards the exit from the garden, finally throwing, “If I were you, I would save the statue for another time.“

In a hurry, Justin glanced back into the center, looking at the big picture. He consulted about this with Raven, who convinced him of the genius of the idea. With a regretful wave of his pen, the young man removed the statue and conjured a flower arrangement in its place. Perhaps Adonis will be perplexed, but those were the words of the designer, he knows better.

On this day, it seemed, the birds sang their trills more loudly, and the sun shone brighter, warming the surrounding area with its rays. It was as if everyone around mocked you, who sincerely hoping for rain, snow, hail or any weather phenomenon that you could use as an excuse not to go. However, absolutely nothing foreshadowed trouble, promising a wonderful day. It was either magic, or all the forces of the universe and the planet came together to provide you with an unforgettable tea party. The preparations for which, probably, Justin-Silver began long before the scheduled date.

At first, you thought about who to take with you, because the invitation, brought by a pair of tits, did not say that you should come alone. However, the closer the day X was, the more you though: to go by yourself. Vil’s status and position did not allow him to be with you twenty-four hours a day, and your conscience not allowed you to ask help from Hunt. There was also an option to take the ADeuce duo with you, but intuition told you that it would not end well. Naturally, the fact that Grimm goes with you anyway was not discussed. You only secretly hoped that Neige would have a day off, and you would be able to pair with him.

Perhaps you were just whipping up the atmosphere by unnecessarily worrying. However, the presence of Raven, with whom you had the honor to communicate in the studio, and Aro did not set up for a quiet pastime. You knew very little about the second, but you strongly doubted that you wanted to correct this fact. You were completely satisfied with the current state of affairs. There was something about him that vaguely resembled Hunt. Driving away the anxiety, you only hoped that you just imagined things.

If you get the right impression of Justin, `tea party` in his concept is practically an open-air ball. However, why `practically`, for sure, it would be so. Therefore, reluctantly, you paid special attention to your clothes. Of course, even if you came in pajamas, the silver-haired youth would still sing praises to you and dedicate poems to you. Unwittingly thinking that Vil would have had a heart attack if he found out about this intention, you decided to wear something more or less suitable.

A light knock on the window distracted you from the agony of choice. For such a long period, you have already got used to the fact that the Onboro Dorm has become a walk-through yard for animals. Now, turning around, you already with the usual look found a small box of light beige, tied with a silk ribbon of the same color. Quite unusual, because the flow of gifts seemed to have stopped long ago.

Curiosity overpowered, pulling the ribbon, you untied the bow and opened the box, which to your surprise lay the dress. Well, that, too, could have been predicted. How thoughtful of Jus-… a purple card suddenly caught your eye. Seeing Raven’s name on it, your fuse immediately died down. If the gift was from your most faithful admirer, you would know that he would mean absolutely nothing by it. However, his friends, and in particular the brunette, was a completely different part of deal.

Looking again at the inside of the dress, you noticed that it was pretty cute. Just to your taste, which was alarming. Before that, you were sent nothing insignificant trifles in the form of flowers and sweets. You can say that for the first time you have received a more “weighty” gift, the acceptance of which would definitely have consequences. Unfortunately, the animals that brought the gift disappeared immediately. Apparently, the one who sent them was expecting you to immediately hand the box back.

Tiredly rubbing the bridge of your nose, you sighed heavily. Since when has your life gotten so difficult? The thought of your upcoming visit to the Academy once again darkened your mood completely.

"Dame Aurore! What lucky we are to behold you the very first on this day!" You haven't seen Rook yet, but he does. He greeted you with a familiar smile, a hat on his head and a deliberately joyful tone that clearly does not fit into the atmosphere.

Everything would be fine, but you was hooked on the word "we". Looking around, you saw Vil standing near the door, who was examining you with a displeased look from toe to waist - as far as the window would allow - and assessing how much work he had to do. A significant cough in hand brought you back to reality, in which you hurriedly threw something on you and went to open the door.

The next few hours merged in your head into one multi-colored, expensive perfume smelling, heap. You were ready to bet at how few people and you in your world too could afford such expensive a stylist. You involuntarily remembered how often you heard as Epel complained about life in Pomefiore. Well, now you fully understand what he meant.

"Where did you get this?" Asked Vil, looking into the top drawer of the bedside table by the mirror.

"Epel lended me.." Completely immersed in your thoughts, you did not immediately understand what exactly Schoenheit had in mind. The realization that you just set up your best friend came suddenly. Slowly turning your head, you decided to look at Vil through the mirror. "I mean... I wondered what beauty stuff are used in Pomefiore, so I asked Epel. He nobly gave me some of his.."

The unreadable face of the model and the quiet chuckle from his vice-head instantly leave you speechless. You just sincerely hoped that after the party you could apologize to Felmier for the hole you just dug for him yourself. Further preparations took place in deathly silence, broken by Grimm's panting. You once again envied the cat, who could afford to sleep in such a situation. Or feel a little sympathy for the him attracted the attention of the hunter.

Unable to restrain yourself, your gaze fell again on the notorious box lying on the windowsill. The Vil working on your hair could not help but notice the trajectory of your gaze, and how often you looked in that direction. Unbeknownst to you, he signaled to Hunt, who immediately left the sleeping animal, turned to you.

"Mon!" You had to give Rook his due, he could scare anyone. Even Schoenheit, who knew that the hunter would throw out something noisy. "Dame Trickster at the peak of popularity! Considering how often a lady glances at the box, can I take the honor and take into account the fact that this is a gift from someone special?" The blond waved his hands to the show, expressing surprise, and then with a smile turned so you could see him in the reflection.

"Haha.." to be honest, such a reaction seemed strange and feigned to you yourself, but now you could not help with it. “Unfortunately, the contents of this box and its sender are far from my expectations."

"A present from the silver-haired puppy who has recently begun to tag after you?" Asked Vil, returning your head to its original position and continuing to braid.

"Not really," you even froze for a while. The style of the phrase was very different from the image you formed about the head of Pomefiore. Meeting your eyes in the mirror with Vil, you continued the phrase you started. "If it was from him, I would not attach so much importance to the gift."

"Ara, an interesting conclusion," the model's face continued to remain impenetrable, but something slipped in intonation and inspired fear. "In that case, from who is it from, since the potato is on edge?"

Unable to contain yourself, you snorted in annoyance. You definitely didn't like which way the conversation went. You may not like the overall situation, but it was clearly not Schoenheit`s deal. Probably, everything was reflected on your face, as Hunt intervened.

"Your outfit is not finished yet, but one glance is enough to make it impossible to look away! Beautiful Vil, your skills are beyond doubt! However, no matter how talented the artist is, such an amazing result would not have been possible without the beauty of the Lady!"

Sighing wearily, you heard the head of Pomefiore sigh in the same way behind. To Rook's credit, the unpleasant tense atmosphere dissipated a little, because you was more willing to answer.

"From his friend - a brunette - if I remember correctly. You may have seen him." Mentally, you noted that they could not help but notice him. Considering that Adonis in comparison to their trio spoke most often. After Justin-Silver, of course. "We talked a little in the studio, when Mr. Hunter," you could not resist an offended glance in the direction of the blond. "finally remembered me and decided to leave the hiding place."

Noticing that Schoenheit glanced at his deputy, clearly saying "we'll talk about it later," you liked it a little. In the end, you promised yourself to tell Vil about Hunt, who left you to deal with two "princes". This a little made you happy and brightened up your complete lack of mood. However, one question has worried you for a long time: the arrival of Vil can be regarded as a hint that he will go with you or he just came to save himself from a future heart attack?

"We will go with you," as if, having read your thoughts, the head Pomefiore answered, or it was written on your forehead. Whether can this is reflected on the face or not is another question. "However, I will leave in a few hours as I have shooting. However, Rook volunteered to accompany you all day."

Having mumbled something inaudible in response, you were glad that you were not alone on the battlefield. However, would unlikely that the Academy would "scarier" than the NRC, but a little caution never hurts.

To be honest, deep inside you didn’t want to believe in what was happening until the very last moment. When you was picking up an invitation from a pair of white doves. When Vil with the Hunt came. When you have moved to the other end of the island. The realization that everything is real came only when you passed the gates of the Academy.

The atmosphere around the school was completely different from what you are used to. If the College gave the impression of an ancient haunted castle, then the Academy was like a palace from fairy tales. The delicate lilac walls of the building with blue tower roofs evoked a pleasant sense of tranquility. Slightly frowning, Schoenheit did not share your feelings. He clearly liked his own dorm better.

"Oh, Vi-kun, you are here too!" A clear voice rang out, which calmed your nerves, made Hunt happy and made Vil barely poke at the same time. "I could not even hope that you, too, would decide to come! I`m really lucky to decide helping with the preparations!" Then the young man turned to you with a smile, taking your hand and continuing to chatter. "For several days Justin did not find a place for himself `cause excitement. I am sure many lost count, how many times he checked everything up and down!" Completely not noticing how Vil was looking at him, Neige in his style pulled you in an unknown direction. "You should see it with your own eyes!"

Raising your eyes to the azure sky, on which there was not a single cloud, you allowed yourself to be pulled.

It's going to be such long day...

Who knows, maybe this day would be a turning point in both your lives. He finally decided to give up and was now trying to find the words. Was it too optimistic? Otherwise, you would have had a very difficult time in this world. Probably, these thoughts were reflected on your face, since you were ready to bet anything on the fact that from afar there was a barely audible chuckle. Yes, you were right, Hunt, indeed, stayed to overhear the conversation and act as an unofficial witness.

“Um… would you like some candy?” Decided that your interlocutor simply didn’t know how to start, you tried to help him a little, ignoring laugh in the distance mr. vice-leader of the Pomefiore, this was the best thing that you have come up with in such a short period of time. “Or don’t you like lollipops?”

“A? What? Thank you”

Justin-Silver didn’t seem to expect you to call him first. However, what to say, you yourself didn’t expect this. The young man, like a child, raised his head and looked at you with a lost look. He looked like he was about to fall and begin to beg for forgiveness for some unknown reason. It would definitely draw unnecessary attention, so you decided to take action in an attempt to avoid the loud scene. You definitely didn’t want to wait for his friends to come. You absolutely didn’t trust them.

“Would you like to sit down?” You moved and patted the vacant place near you. “I feel uncomfortable forcing you to stand, haha​​…” Giving out a friendly smile, you just silently hoped that it didn’t look too tense.

As if on a machine, the PSA student obediently sank down beside you, continuing to be silent. Well, you would assume that you have arranged a session of friendly silence.

“I would like to ask your forgiveness…” the young man spoke up when you, out of boredom, again began to watch at the people scurrying everywhere. He spoke, looking at his hands clasped in the lock, afraid to look up at you and see disappointment in eyes.

“What are you apologizing for?..” Mentally, you already regretted the question, but curiosity overcame.

Intuition, hardened in the college of magic, didn’t disappoint this time. The young man immediately knelt at your feet and continued talking with his head bowed, ignoring your nervous glances around.

“By my rash actions, I have trampled upon the honor of the knight, the academy and my own family! I not only disgraced myself, but also trampled the sincerity of my feelings for you into dust! I dare not, I do not deserve your forgiveness-… “

“Hey! Stop! Inhale-exhale!” Feeling that a little more and the young man confesses to you of all his mortal sins, you immediately interrupted him, continuing to look around. “I have no idea what you’re asking for forgiveness for. However, your remorse is sincere, so let’s assume that I have forgiven you, okay?“ Justin-Silver looked up and down at your panicked figure with incomprehension. "And in sake of the Great Seven, come up, please, stop wiping the floor of the studio with expensive trousers!”

To your surprise, the young man got up, there was no longer that loss in his eyes, as if he had found the answer that he was looking for. He started looking at you with shining eyes again, and you could swear that a couple of fireworks exploded behind him.

“There is no lady, like you, whose heart will be so full of kindness and compassion. I considered you an angel descended from heaven, however, it seems that I was mistaken, and you are a goddess whose soul is overflowing with compassion for all living beings!“ Barely restraining a nervous laugh, you looked at the dramatic changes in the character of the young man, in whose eyes, apparently, you rose to a new level. "It is a huge omission that you have not yet erected temples and altars, but you can be sure that soon people will understand their mistake and-..”

“You flatter me…” Now the smile on your face definitely looked strained as you glanced around the corner, sending hints to Rook.

“This will by no means be enough, but let me at least make amends and invite you to a tea party in your honor at the academy! I swear to take all the preparations and make this day the best of all!“ As if anticipating your refusal, the young man sank down again, but that time on one knee. "Not a single flower in the academy’s garden is worth a quarter of your beauty, but do them the honor of being a part of your splendor!”

“I am ready to accept your invitation if you promise from now on not to kneel in my presence. In addition, I am sure that my escort should return soon”.

“You are the noblest creature I have ever met in my life-…”

“And please refrain from such compliments”

You understood from the young man’s face that in his mind he had already planned this party, choosing the colors of the napkins. Well, at least now when he’s returned to his usual behavior, you feel a little calmer. However, you still clearly intended to tell Vil about Hunt’s disappearance.

“Justin, there you are,” is another voice you might recognize in the middle of the night. “Aro is lost, but I think he will find us sooner or later.”

You assumed that Justin-Silver’s friends would start looking for him and would come after his and, probably, your soul. The lightning bolts that you send to the side became more and more evident. You vowed in your mind to boycott Rook if the blond didn’t come out at that very moment.

“What meeting, I think Sir LeBlanche has left to prepare for the shooting?” Now you have tried to use all the acting skills that you only had. With the silver-haired young man it was possible not to try too much, but his friends were a completely different deal. “I think I’ll go look for Mr. Hunter, he, most likely, also got lost in this huge studio.”

“You’re right, the studio is really spacious. Isn’t it better to stay here? We, and I personally, are ready to keep you company and brighten up the expectation," Raven answered, on whose face was the smile of the winner of beauty contests. “I don’t think you have the best opinion of me.”

“You think so?” Anyone who can read between the lines could translate your question as ‘Did you just understand it?’. Ypu wonder how long this courtesy game will last until you both get bored.

“Intuition tells me that we just misunderstood each other,” a grin flashed on the brunet’s face for a moment, but then disappeared. “I am sure that if we have a little heart-to-heart talk, we will become the best friends.”

“Boldly on your part,” you answered, and mentally thought that 'friends’ were just an intermediate point for him. “Something tells me that we have too different areas of interest”

“It is, but don’t opposites attract to each other?”

The young man had a stunning color of violet eyes, the beauty of which you would have gladly noted under other circumstances. Now the sparks flickering in them caused goosebumps, you wanted to end the conversation as soon as possible and run away.

“Oh non, je n'ai aucun pardon (I don’t deserve forgiveness)!” Like the devil from the snuffbox Rook finally decided to show up. “I hope nothing happened in my absence?”

“You could have appeared a little earlier, Sir Hunt.” You gave him a look that didn’t bode anything good, yet the relief that came over you at his appearance couldn’t be denied. “Send me an invitation later with the date and time,” quickly addressing Justin-Silver, you immediately grabbed the blond by the forearm and pulled him to the side. “Have a nice day!”

You tried to get away from the place as quickly as possible, until the young man realized that he didn’t have your contacts. However, the insight overtook you as suddenly as today’s decision to go to the studio. He didn’t need your phone number, considering that he can always send a rabbit, a bird or any animal he want to you.