kaiser's angel

you nodded as he presses his lips on your forehead again before making his way to yuki's room. while kaito who was peeking from afar walks to you, offering you a tissue, "don't cry, ma."

"im not crying, silly," you smiled, accepting the tissue nonetheless.

you hear footsteps walking downstairs, you see yoichi, "go to her y/n. she's waiting for you."

you exhale, getting up as you make your way to the kitchen. you open the fridge and take out the fruits yuki likes. you chop them and put them in a bowl along with a fork.

kaito give you two thumbs up and an all the best as you make your way to her room. knocking before entering. yuki was sitting on her bed, her expressions blank.

you sit beside, placing the fruit bowl infront of her, you poke a piece with fork and bring it up to her mouth. she looks at you, then at the fruit as she accepts, "...thank you, ma."

you smile, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

"ma...i dont hate you," she admits, "i was angry, didn't know i just— i don't know..."

"that's alright, sweetie. ma loves you."

she smiles back, "i love you more, ma."

"ah yes, 'oliver enthusiasts going insane defending their favorite defender'," ren taunts, "and it was all your cocksucking fanboys justifying you cheating."

"watch your mouth," oliver warns.

but perhaps the 21 year old ren was still too immature. he started with the push, not too forceful but enough to make oliver swing at him, "don't fucking touch me."

"don't fucking breathe near me."

just when it was about to get even more violent, the elevator door opened. and there stood you, reva in your arms, an unimpressed look on your face at seeing the two men at each other's throats.

"they fight again, ma," reva says.

it was reva's checkup day. meaning also the day you take reva to the paediatrician you work under. oliver joined. and ren joined too, even when told that he shouldn't skip classes. but ofcourse, he's a supportive uncle so there's no point in arguing with him.

the paediatric ward a normal visit every once or twice a month for reva's checkup. when called in, you picked up reva, oliver got up, and so did ren but you stopped your brother from entering, not wanting any more chaos. cause the two men would start fights everywhere they're together.

so ren stayed out, brooding.

"how's our rockstar?" the doctor asks.

"'m good!" reva chimes.

oliver watches the entire checkup process.

the same doctor who had done reva's checkup four years ago and still does till this day.

when reva was born, when oliver heard it, he booked a flight to japan immediately. missed the first flight. took the next one the other day.

reva was only a day old.

oliver's heart ached when he saw her.

when she was still fragile when she turned one. a little stronger when she turned two. doctor said she was smaller than the other kids, weighed less when she turned three.

"she's doing well," the doctor says now, "she's getting healthier."

ren got up when the three of you walked out, "uncle! doctor said im strong!"

ren smiles, picking her up, "yes you are. stronger than me too," he says, making her let out her adorable baby laugh.

just then you hear—

"noooooo! i don't wanna that! it's bitter"

it was non other than shidou ryusei's younger gremlin: mika. running. yes, running away from a nurse. ryu grabbed her with ease as if she was a kitten.

mika then sees you, reaching for you, "aunt! look! they're forcing me!"

you only smile, walking to her, taking her in your arms.

ryu sighs, "aunt-chan, now only you can convince her."

the nurse tries again but mika hides her face in your shoulder, whining.

"hey mika," you call gently, patting her back, "it's alright. it's bitter but it'll make you strong. ask reva. even she had this. didn't you, reva?"

"yes! doctor said it makes me strong! and! and! uncle ren says im stronger than him too!"

you take the medicine from the nurse. and with your charm, mika sips the medicine, cringing but suddenly flexing, "i...im strong now!"

oliver couldn't help but to smiles at how gentle you are. with reva, with mika, like the genuinely loving paediatric nurse you are.

yoichi was a year older than you, yet became your bodyguard ever since the other kids chased you, wanting to see you smile. cause when one time you accidentally smiled too hard(which you do not do. self conscious things) your bunny teeth were on display. yoichi stood infront of you, defending you from the other kiddos.

yoichi liked soccer more than anything else. it sure was annoying when you followed him initially. it became a routine nonetheless. he's your bodyguard now, remember?

sometimes the bodyguard gets scared too.

lost during field trip, where it was soon getting darker and black clouds collided. he's only a little boy hiding under the playground slide. but you're right beside him, hesitantly holding his hand.

"bunnies stick together."

it wasn't long before the teachers and other kiddos found you two. the teachers were relieved. and the munchkins not old enough to understand the concept of fully knowing feelings and crushes.

oh how time flew.

cause then it was time when you two started getting teased by those munchkins you grew along with.

they called isagi 'usagi' and called you bunny but in english: 'banī'. it's stupid really.

one study session in the empty classroom was difficult for him to concentrate. a year gap between you two, and you still managed to be smarter than him. academically atleast. his mom did request you to tutor him for english.

you pretended that you didn't notice him looking at your lips. maybe he's looking to pronounce the words better. yeah, that made sense.

or is it because he wants to kiss you?

both assumptions wrong.

but you didn't sweat it.

the last minute call from your mother was to get groceries. you were annoyed. less annoyed now that your bodyguard pushed the cart through the aisle for you.

turns out, you didn't have money for the carrot sticks you added.

yoichi looks over at your phone which had the list, "no where it says carrot sticks."

you sigh, "right...it me who wanted it."

so ofcourse yoichi paid with his money to get your bunny self those carrots.

yoichi didn't understand how you could walk ahead happily, cronching on those little carrot sticks.

"you're more of a bunny than me."

he didn't mean it in an offensive way.

but ofcourse you were gonna give him a lecture.

"carrots boost your immune system. they can help with constipation. they can help control diabetes. they can strengthen your bones. EYES! they're good for your eyes!! and—"

it didn't surprise him as you dumped your knowledge on carrots. you were gonna become a nutritionist after all.

meeting each other became difficult day by day.

whenever possible, yoichi would drop you to your uni.

once dropping you off at the gates, your stupid munchkins that grew up to be your bestest of the friends had the audacity to tease when they should be mature.

"look at them~ oh ho~" one teased.

"you know bunnies are sure good at multiplying~" other one wiggled her eyebrows.

"oh no~ they're just bunnies~ always have been~"

the multiplying joke never died.

not even at the highschool reunion that both you and yoichi had to go out for fresh air, cause someone yelled: "don't let them be together! they'll multiply!"

one thing led to the other.

foreheads bumped.

nose bumped.

and yoichi winced when he tasted his own metallic blood on his tongue when he kissed you, "oi! are your bunny teeth really that big or did you do it on purpose?"

you only laughed, covering your mouth like you always did since childhood.

"you did it on purpose..."

he leaned forward, yanking your hands away from your face, and cupped your face.

"open wide, lemme see those bunny teeth i always loved."

he really inspected them as if he was a dentist.

"you know," he started slow, "i used to stare at you when you'd talk, just to get a glimpse on them."

that...that explained why he never really learnt a phrase when you taught him english. he. was. looking. at. your. teeth. BUNNY. TEETH.

"so you didn't gaze on my lips cause you wanted to get better at pronunciation..." you squint your eyes at him, "and you didn't want to kiss me??"

"if it makes you feel better then yes, i wanted to kiss you many times."

he interrupts you before you could counter. the interruption was his mouth on yours.

you didn't bit him this time.

becoming the japan's best team's nutritionist was all thanks to how yoichi begged you. so now you can say...you've become his bodyguard.

ba dum tsssh.

you could never understand why yoichi gave you carrots sticks before he got on one knee. it wasn't deep at all how he thought it would be! but then again, you nodded, quickly gulping before saying yes multiple times.

his proposal?

"wanna be more than just bunnies? marry me, y/n."

the two of you had the bunniest wedding.

where the highschool chaos joined along with some of the blue lock guys.

yoichi couldn't wait to kiss you.

and when he did, it lasted for so long till one of the guys yelled something about multiplying on the spot.

you both part, still laughing.

"bunnies stick together."

"forever."

their papas put them into the same school growing up. all the boys and girls would approach them every time even if they weren't into soccer. they would meet each other during lunch breaks, accompanied by their friends. they sure were popular yet humble about it.

but later as they grew, they changed school as per their talent and which school would suit them the best.

truely were sad but they text each other everyday. acting, piano, jpop/kpop, gossips, boys(ahem kai ahem hiro ahem.)

the first person they tell their secrets to is each other. from sorrows to the happiest things as they do each other's hair, makeup, apply nail polish etc.

"you know, i learnt a new song to play!"

"really? i wanna hear it!"

they have a pretty healthy relationship with their uncles too. sae would ruffle sakura's hair telling her that she's growing up too fast. rin would bring snacks for the both of them, telling natsuki how her piano performance was so good.

they hold a special place in their hearts for their obaachan and ojiichan! sleepovers at grandparents' house were the best things! they would stay up late, giggling and would sleep till noon the next day.

and ofcourse, like every siblings, they had fights where they would pull each others hair and their mothers had to step in. after a while, they would hug each other, crying, saying how much they miss each other and how they're sorry. natsuki being the older one, would tease sakura, telling her to stop crying even tho she was crying herself, "promise me natsu—never scold me," sakura sniffles.

ITOSHI RIN !

oh how sakura was so excited, in your arms, waving with both hands with a smile on her face when her papa jogged towards where you and sakura were.

and then that smile was gone when the cameras flashed flashed flashed.

she rubbed her eyes, hiding her face in your shoulder.

rin being the most overprotective of them all...glared and literally uttered out words that seemed like threats but really were not. he could have used those threats, yes. but there's his babygirl there so he doesn't.

honestly, the camera people don't learn. rin had to reluctantly move to them as with that papa glare™️, "match is over. enough pictures of me are taken, now get lost."

rin then walked back to sakura, taking her in his arms cause she's there and it's mandatory. he turns to you, asking if you're alright.

"im alright. but the 'get lost'... too much no? it will make a headline," you chuckle, knowing rin won't care. that's not his first 'itoshi rin being rude' moment.

ISAGI YOICHI !

after yoichi was done being tackled by his teammates after he scored and won, his eyes fell where you and yuki were.

yuki's smile got so wide after her papa noticed her, that made his heart melt. he zooms over. leaning over to cup yuki's cheeks, "saw me kiddo? see us win?"

"three goal," yuki says, holding up three fingers. he melts!

you chuckle, "you did good there," you smile as he leans over to peck yuki's cheek, then yours.

just then the cameras clicked clicked clicked. yoichi already knew the headlines would include some sappy shit like 'soccer star isagi yoichi celebration with family after winning' or even more cringe shit.

yuki covered her eyes, yoichi turned to the cameras, "guys, please..." nope. the cameras don't listen. to save the day, there's a shark, a bumblebee and a sadist to the rescue as the three avert the cameras away from the happy isagi family.

MICHAEL KAISER !

as the team wins, michael briefly daps the teammates before looking over to where you and anne are. he smirks, wiping his sweat as he steps towards you.

anne wiggles out of your hold to zoom to her papa...and then there's michael's clown friends that try to get anne to them.

anne runs back to you.

michael smugly tells them that the daughter is his. and that flops ain't really appreciate. the teammates still try with all the 'little anne~' and 'princess anne~', anne hides behind your legs.

michael chuckles, "skill issue."

"...you're literally her father."

michael crouches, arms open and just when anne was about to run to her papa, the cameras flashed. anne flinches. you flinch. michael goes dead silent.

the teammates hurry to tell the camera people to back off before they face michael kaiser's wrath. but kaiser gets up and steps forward.

you wanted to interrupt. michael could've grabbed that person's collar and what not. he doesn't. he smirks instead.

ITOSHI RIN !

big boss.

rin had watched that episode with you for the first time. the second time, he told you to turn off the subtitles. it was his way of learning your language and he did pick up words cause he's smart like that. then came the special full english argument.

pooja, what is this behaviour?

and he didn't look at the tv. he looked at you. cause you were so absorbed AND you were dramatically acting it out, the remote in your hand as if you're holding a broom.

you don't tell me what to do. you do not tell me what to do. YOU DO NOT TELL ME WHAT TO DO.

"y/n..." rin got lowkey scared, so he grabbed your hand, pulling you down, holding you tight so that you yourself don't turn into pooja mishra.

but props to him. he could understand hindi/urdu like that. even when he had trouble pronouncing the words, he could understand whenever you would talk to your parents on call.

ISAGI YOICHI !

this boy loves you so much. and he loves the shows(tho ass), watching it with you? it's all he wants.

"c'mon, pyar. play it," he says patting the space beside him. you sit down and play the show with his arm around you.

he also loves watching clips on youtube. who exposes who. there's a whole compilation of it on yt by the way.

sometimes while at night before sleeping, you both watch the exposing videos to have a good laugh. but believe me when i say that he analyses the crappy scenes. actually he over analyses them.

one scene, someone had put the poison in the food. just then the commercial break starts. he gives you his analysis. and when the break is over, and after zooming onto every hundredth member of the family, the woman says that they can't eat the food cause it has onion in it.

MICHAEL KAISER !

watching this with him.

michael sits beside you, kissing your cheek, putting an arm around your shoulders, "c'mon, play it. how bad can it be?" he says confidently with a smirk on his face.

he has watched good desi shows with you. so when you put on THAT show, he feels like he can handle it.

and then gopi bhen takes the laptop and goes to the sink,"angel...what is she—" his smirk drops, "no," she turns on the tap, "no," she grabs the sponge, "angel, no fucking no," and then she washes the damn laptop as if it's a fucking plate.

he sighs, running his hand through his hair when she fucking hangs the laptop on the rope like she's put clothes to dry in the sun.

michael was given a ton of mithais, and stares and compliments. but thankfully, you were done before more could happen. which honestly involved nosy aunties.

you got up, michael followed. you were quick to say, "i can walk on my own."

and michael was quick to defend, "and when did i mention that you can't? take a chill pill."

sadly, the younger kids almost made you trip. and you couldn't even do anything. literally your hands were decorated!

and ofcourse, michael kaiser is here to both save and ruin the day as he grabs your waist, pulling you closer than necessary. you exhale, knowing what's about to come up. and you look at your sahelis.

they giggle and talk too loud among themselves, "y/n's husband won't even let her breathe," true. so very true.

you walk to a less crowded area, thankfully where the table fan is as you sit infront of it, drying your mehndi.

"oh no," you mumble.

"hm?" michael notices, "what's wrong?"

"my eye is itching...my eyelash...!"

michael laughs, "need help?"

"no. yes."

he scoots closer to you, "say please."

"i will do no such thing," you say, as you try to blink away the itch.

he scoffs out a laugh, leaning in and placing a peck on your eyelid.

"...are you stupid...???? what if someone—"

"everyone's busy."

everyone was infact not. older kids covered the eyes of younger kids. aunties whispered and your sahelis laughed. not that michael let you notice it as he kisses again, making your eyelash tilt even worse.

you exhale, closing your eyes. peace. your eyes won't itch, you won't see anyone and your eyelash won't fall....and then you feel a poke to your side, making you flinch. you opened your eyes and michael looked away. why? cause he held back his laugh.

he looked at you again. then again looked away.

"what?" you ask sternly.

"it's like you have spiders on your eyes," he says with that shit eating grin.

"spi—" you halt yourself, exhaling. you blink rapidly, making both your third class eyelashes fall.

you get up, go to the kitchen to get yourself water. bhondu you forgot about the mehndi on your hands.

at this point, you're bhondu pro max for not realising that this kaiser is gonna follow you everywhere, like he had separation anxiety. seriously, what made this boy have such issues— oh...

moving on.

he helped you sip on the cold water. after you were done, you close your eyes, exhaling again, loving the cool down your oesophagus.

"y/n didi!!" one of the girls call.

"ek minute!" you try to go. michael steps in. you step aside to go. he steps in your way again.

"michael kaiser."

he chuckles, moving aside. and as you push passed, you paused cause he grabbed your dupatta.

you looked at him, he looked at you. his smile was less teasy. he was adoring you! you looking so dumb, moving with your hands carefully and with that cute frown on your face?

"fucking adorable."