#shutokusf

-

Letting out a soft ‘oof!’ at the collision, Kiyoshi awkwardly cranes his hand back to pat her.

“You did well, Xiao-chan. Would you like to have some sweets for a recharge?” He may or may not have bought a box of cakes while waiting for her.

“No sweets!”

The little proclamation was made through puffed cheeks and a pout, the ravenette only loosening her hold on her darling to let him turn around as she lifted onto her toes and pointed to those plush, neatly glossed lips of hers.

“Xiao-chan wants a kiss from Hubby, first..!”

   “ maaan! “ kaoru groaned, the bridge    of her nose scrunching in distaste. it    was pouring rain like crazy, and her one    and only umbrella was compromised    by the presence of her gigantic friend.    pressed at kiyoshi’s side, her umbrella    raised high over her head ( but barely    touching his ), the tiny girl was getting    little to no coverage from the deluge.

-

Oh, how charming.

-

“So ‘s that permission to do it with Xiao-tan?”

He’s testing the waters, but even now Yūya knows it’s boiling hot.

[it’s funny coz when girls say they’re not interested, the world is ok with that ; but when it’s the other way round, the world gets upset. wth??? let him live for god’s sake]

[[ lksjdlfkj and-- fandom doesn’t get Sasuke. No one fucking tries to understand him. No one looks through lenses of what he’s  been through and how people keep trying to control him. Sakura’s trying to manipulate him by getting him to feel bad for her. It’s why he calls her annoying. When Sasuke calls her annoying she’s actually pissed him the fuck off. He ONLY ever calls her annoying when she’s entirely misunderstood the situation and made the stupidest assumption she could. Saying Naruto is lucky to be an orphan, saying Sasuke leaving would make her “as lonely as him”, saying things would be “how they were” and somehow “good” if he just came back to the Leaf. 

He doesn’t even bother replying, just reads her texts before turning it off.

And to think that he used to be the drunk one…

“You’re going to catch a cold out here.” Says the man who’s only in his boxers and staring down at her. Technically he does have a valid reason of being under-dressed. 

“Mouuuu~”

A playful little smile danced along the drunken little bride’s expression as she once again turned onto her bag and giggled all too airily.

“Then Kiyo-tan sh-hic-should keep Xiao-chan warmmmm~”

-

He shakes his head.

“No. Aren’t you Shuzo’s twin? He’s born in Japan, and so are you.” Kiyoshi is, admittedly, knows almost nothing about his coworkers’ background so it’s a given that he wouldn’t know a thing about Nijimura too.

“Well...”

Oh, where to begin explaining?

“In the loosest definition, yes, we are twins. Shū-nii and I were born on the same day, but unfortunately, that is as close as it has been. I was born in Taiwan and mostly grew up as his neighbour in Japan; our parents were close, and we were rather reminiscent to siblings.”

She was speaking too much.

“And so, when I lost my parents, I was taken in by his family and given their name. Quite kind of them, really.”

Momoi doesn’t particularly see herself as extremely ambitious, but moreover a busybody who wants to be a strong pillar for people to lean on when they need to. To label something as an ambition of hers, she needs to have thought about it deeply and continue to have the passion for it no matter what happens.