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"How's Y/n?" Saiki asked once he had entered Kaido's room. The blue-haired teen just rolled his eyes at the boy's question

"I don't know — maybe you should ask her yourself," Kaido mumbled as he reached into his closet struggling to find the gray kimono he had been planning to wear.

"I don't think she wants to talk to me." Saiki frowned sitting down on his bed while observing a struggling Kaido as he scanned through his packed closet.

"You're being ridiculous. She wants to talk with you. You have to be the one to make the first move. Otherwise — our friend group will he history!" Kaido sighed in relief as his eyes finally made contact with the familiar kimono. The next task was getting it out of the closet successfully.

"You're right. I should make the first move." Saiki looked up in thought trying to figure out how exactly to tell the girl he was sorry.

"I'll get Y/n away from the friend group. And I'll tell her how I feel. We can be alone where she can think about it and give me her genuine answer." Saiki suggested to Kaido who had been battling with the other clothes that had been tightly compacting his kimono. He let out a loud groan and turned to Saiki

"Don't do that, Saiki! I'm pretty sure Y/n's answer was clear!" Kaido yelled as he leaned back pulling the kimono

"What answer? She ran away! She didn't give me a clear answer. She just got nervous because some other idiot interrupted us." Saiki rolled his eyes at Kaido. Who seemed to become stressed out at his Kimono and Saiki's stubbornness

"Son of a bitch!" Kaido yelled pulling the kimono with all his might as the grip of the compacted clothes seemed to release its hold causing the boy to fall on his back knocking the find out of his. Saiki watched as Kaido wheezed on the floor and frowned at his dramatics

"Get up," Saiki mumbled giving the boy a small tap on his head. He had rewound the time on Kaido's body as he shot up

"I see, my powers give me strength once again," Kaido spoke in a low voice. Saiki impatiently waited for Kaido to add some input.

"Look Saiki, I know you like Y/n. But you should give up. She doesn't feel the same way. As you said — she ran away."  Kaido stood up and pat the Kimono down staring at all the wrinkles with an annoyed expression

"She does feel the same way!" Saiki argued and stood up grabbing his school bag

"You're no help at all — you know that?" Saiki said sternly and left the room leaving Kaido with a slightly baffled expression
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"I understand you want to discuss your current dilemma with me, Saiki. I'm flattered that you think im good enough to come to for advice... But uhh — how did you find my address." Akechi asked the pink-haired boy who was patiently waiting at the door with his arms crossed over his chest.

"It's important," Saiki grumbled pushing the boy aside as he marched into the house. Akechi frowned watching the boy take off his shoes and harshly throw his bag to the side

"I'm going to assume your advice has something to do with Y/n — right?" Akechi asked the boy who just nodded shortly. The two were walking to the living room where Akechi sat down and pat a spot next to himself for Saiki to sit.

"I'm planning to confess my love to Y/n tonight at the festival. And I need your help." Saiki practically demanded the boy as if he had no choice. Saiki had the perfect plan in his head. The only missing factor was an annoyingly talkative teen to occupy the rest of the group long enough that Saiki could get Y/n when she least expects it.

"I thought you came here for my advice. I'm not helping you confess your love to Y/n. She's too good for you." Akechi crossed his arms stubbornly. The pink-haired boy seemed a little offended by the boy's comment and made a small noise of distaste for Akechi's assumption that Y/n was out of the boys league. Instead of smacking the teen for his crude comment, Saiki lifted his hand and placed it on top of Akechi's own before giving it a light squeeze. Saiki thought it was a light squeeze — it felt like a light squeeze on his part. Akechi jumped from the sudden pain in his hand due to Saiki's iron grip. He glanced down at Saiki's hand in his before giving Saiki a begging expression.

"Saiki, that hurts!" Akechi spoke trying to tear his hand away from Saiki's. He watched as Saiki's grip continued to increase without the smallest expression of struggle on the pink-haired boy's face. Akechi almost began to wonder if his arm was going to break from the pressure.

"I know. And I'm not letting go until you agree to this." Saiki glared at the boy pondering to himself whether or not he should break the boy's arm and then go through a cycle of healing and breaking. All that pain would drive someone to insanity. Of course — Saiki would never leave the boy's bone broken as that would be enough evidence to possibly get him in trouble...
Akechi panicked watching Saiki begin to slowly twist his arm. He watched as the boy seemed to be thinking deeply about his actions and whether or not to follow through on his intrusive thoughts. Akechi let out a small painful cry and Saiki seemed to have finally snapped out of his small dark thoughts. It was a little too late as he heard a small crack coming from the boy's arm.
He almost immediately let go of his arm and watched the limb plop onto the couch causing the boy to let out a small cry in pain.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Akechi cried out as he continued sobbing from the sharp pain coming from his arm. He had begun to curl himself into a small ball in an attempt to comfort himself. Saiki leaned forward and tapped the boy's arm listening to his cries coming to a complete halt.

"I'm sorry, Akechi." Saiki apologized before leaving the boy who seemed to be sniffling occasionally.

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"Kuboyasu! You're three hours early!" Y/n exclaimed peeking her head out of the door and greeting the purple-haired boy who seemed to already have his kimono on. Y/n paused taking in his look. She opened the door wider for the boy who waltzed inside to see two things, the girl's parents eagerly waiting for him to enter, and a gray-haired boy resting on the couch while devouring a plate of food.

"Saiko?!" Kuboyasu exclaimed pointing dramatically at the teen who turned to the door with his mouth still full of food

"The thug?!" Saiko exclaimed despite it being muffled from the food he was inhaling seemingly all at once. He finally swallowed the food and carefully placed the plate down on the small table in front of the couch before approaching the group

"Y/n, you didn't tell me your date was with the thug. Now I hate it even more." Saiko muttered clinging to the girl's bathrobe. Kuboyasu had been glancing between the two with astonishment

"Why is he here exactly?" Kuboyasu asked still trying to process the whole situation. Y/n grabbed Kuboyasu's hand and dragged him towards her room upstairs.

"Don't follow, Saiko!" Y/n commanded turning to see the gray-haired boy stopping in his tracks before waving her away and returning to his plate of food.
Kuboyasu looked around the girl's room taking in all her posters and makeup that seemed to be all over the place. He stared at the kimono laying out on the girl's bed before taking a seat on the other side of the mattress. He watched Y/n sit down on a small chair that was in front of a small mirror. She grabbed a small bottle of lipstick and dabbed it onto her lips making sure that the red wasn't too strong.

"You wear makeup?!" Kuboyasu exclaimed to the girl who looked at Kuboyasu with an expression of confusion

"Of course I do, I'm a girl — Kuboyasu! I always wear the bare minimum. But not at school cause we're not allowed to." Y/n reminded the boy of the school's strict dress code before turning back to her mirror.

"Saiko came over earlier today while I was at school. His father saw him hanging around us commoners! I thought it was a bit rude — but he kicked him out again. Saiko said he was allowed back into the house again in a few days. So I'm letting him stay over again!" Y/n smiled backing away from the mirror as she examined the light makeup she applied.

"Could you turn around? I need to put my kimono on!" Y/n said watching Kuboyasu's face grow warm

"Oh, right!" He said and turned around patiently waiting for the girl to finish putting her outfit on.

"By the way, why do you have a katana?" Y/n asked as she began trying the fabric around her waist. Kuboyasu glanced down at the sword acknowledging its existence.

"I don't know. I just thought it went with the outfit." Kuboyasu mumbled bringing his left hand over to grip the handle of the weapon before he swiftly unsheathed the sword bringing it close to his face as he examined the device reminiscing about all the people he threatened with the deadly weapon. Y/n watched with wide eyes as she heard the sound of the sword leaving its protective sheath. She felt herself gaining a few goosebumps from how awesome Kuboyasu looked in the girl's eyes

"Kuboyasu! You look so cool right now!" Y/n exclaimed as the boy turned around

"Really?!" He asked feeling a bit embarrassed by the girl's compliment. He quickly turned back around and covered his eyes over where his glasses were

"I'm sorry," Kuboyasu spoke sternly as the girl smiled slightly

"It's fine! I'm already dressed!" Y/n said waving her hand to dismiss the boy. He turned back towards the girl with his face still a little red. The boy's face only began to heat up even more when seeing the girl in her kimono. He quickly cleared his throat

"Is your guardian spirit still around?" Kuboyasu asked looking around the girl knowing full and well he can't see the spirit.

"Oh! Yes, they are. I practically can't do any work without them. Even if they decide to leave me, Im going to have to learn all those lessons without them. As selfish as this sounds — I kinda need them with me." Y/n spoke wondering if the spirit heard her. It did as it whirled around in glee at the girl's dependence on the being. The couple watched in shock as some items seemed to float around some dashing around the room threatening to hit Kuboyasu, others would be hovering slightly above the ground. Y/n just smiled and looked around

"Oh, you heard that, didn't you?" Y/n asked a small smile still plastered on her face. Kuboyasu watched as the objects began to fall back to the ground slowly.

"I can't even comprehend how powerful you must be," Kuboyasu mumbled to the girl who seemed embarrassed by his comment

"I mean, that thing protects you from anyone or anything they see as a threat! Imagine how unstoppable you will be in your adult years! One trip to a Vegas casino and you're rich!" Kuboyasu went on to list many different ways the girl's life can change for the better. She won't lie and say the things didn't appeal to her. It was true that she was planning to get a lottery ticket at one point. Or even go to a casino and come out with a completely different life.

"You're right! If I wanted to, I could become Saiko's neighbor!" Y/n exclaimed smiling at the thought of Saiko coming over to the girl's mansion every morning to walk with her to school then coming over after school and late into the night to hang out with her and her family.

"Alright then, when we turn twenty-one let's agree to meet at a casino and you can come out with an ungodly amount of money." Kuboyasu smiled at the girl who quickly nodded in agreement

"We can experience our first drinks together!" Y/n smiled at the idea of finally being able to taste wine. Kuboyasu awkwardly looked to the side

"Well... Probably not that." Kuboyasu said hesitantly towards the girl who just stared in shock

"You've already had your first experience with alcohol?" Y/n asked feeling disappointed when remembering his past

"Unfortunately, yes." Kuboyasu smiled remembering the nights his gang would trash up rich neighborhoods and steal a six-pack from the supermarket before drinking all night in the Park and mall despite the security never letting them stay longer than 3 minutes.

"Well! You can be my guide then!" Y/n said watching Kuboyasu look up at the girl with a small hint of gratefulness. A part of him was waiting for the girl to be disgusted with him because he drank underage but he was soon reminded of how much the girl didn't care about his past.
He felt himself tear up slightly then nodded

"Yeah, I'll make sure you don't get crazy drunk or anything stupid," Kuboyasu said playfully to the girl who laughed at the thought of her drunk self doing crazy things.

"I need to do my hair! Wait for me here! You can watch TV while you wait!" Y/n smiled pointing to the remote as Kuboyasu was quick to grab the remote.

Y/n smiled walking to the room where she was about to call her mom to help her out with her hair. She jumped when feeling a small vibration coming from the pockets of her kimono. Y/n picked up her device from the pockets and examined the called ID

Touma Akechi

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A/n: hi! How are my favorite people? 💞

I have been trying to get my grandma to watch Stanger Things with me but she keeps falling asleep 😭

Grammarly has been auto-correcting things that don't need to be corrected lately. It's a little exhausting. But I need it because I type too fast without caring much to look back and correct myself. Grammarly usually corrects all the mistakes for me.

I feel like maybe this fanfic is coming to a quick end. It's so scary. But everything is going to be intense from here in out. We love the drama here.
Also, sorry for all the hair comments I made! If it was too confusing to you or you found them offensive because you wear a hijab or have your hair buzzed or something else like that!

See you next chapter!