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I dunno what this is but the first bit is dark as heck--
Ahem.
This has Crazy Yandere Tsukasa, but everything is okay in the end. :) Amane always saves the day, right?
(Hmm, maybe I should experiment with that a little--)
But, to sum it up: Tsukasa sexually abuses Nene a little (NO ACTUAL R*PE THOUGH), but there's a weird (and odd) twist at the end.

So.

Also, thanks to @molarloo for inspiring today's story with their own oneshot, 'Love Is Such A Funny Word'. Gracias! :)


"What? Would you rather I call you Yashiro, like he does?"

Nene shook her head, her eyes tearing up. She whispered, "Please just leave me alone--"

"Ha!" The ravenette grinned. "And where's the fun in that?"

"A-Amane--"

"Is perfectly safe because of you," Tsukasa smiled cooly, but it was barely visible in the almost-pitch-black classroom. "Doesn't that make you feel better? To know that the things happening to you aren't happening to your dear Amane?"

Nene knew exactly what he meant.

Love bites covered her shoulders and neck, and bruises coated her arms and waist--from where he had gripped her too tightly.

But she would much rather bear these than force them on Amane. And who knows--Tsukasa might be a little rougher with him.

"So." Tsukasa took another step towards the girl. "I'll ask again, Yashiro, will you go on a date with me on Friday?"

". . ."

"Yashiro?"

"Okay."

"Good." Tsukasa smiled. "See you then!"

He bounced out of the classroom, shutting the door behind him.

Nene slumped to the ground.

"Amane . . ."

"Huh? Yashiro?"

Nene looked up as the lights flicked on. Had Tsukasa come back?

No.

This wasn't Tsukasa.

"A-Amane?"

"Yashiro, are you--"

She tackle-hugged him, letting her tears flow freely. "A-Amane, I-I'm just s-so scared--"

"Yashiro, calm down." Amane patted her back slowly before sitting on a nearby desk and pulling her next to him. "Can you tell me what's wrong?"

"Tsukasa-kun . . ."

"Did Tsukasa hurt you?" Amane asked, suddenly angry.

Nene bit her lip.

If she told him, Tsukasa would hurt him. If she didn't tell him, Tsukasa wouldn't hurt him.

But . . . this was too much.

"H-huh?" Amane blushed when Nene pulled down the sleeves of the uniform, revealing her shoulders. He froze when he saw her skin.

"Tsukasa-kun . . ."

"Did Tsukasa do this?" Amane asked quietly, fingers running over one of the more recent bites.

"Y-Yes . . ."

"I suppose it's your choice," Amane mused quietly. "If you'd like to be in a relationship with my brother . . . if that's what you want, we can break up . . ."

No.

"Huh?"

Nene hadn't realized she'd said it out loud.

"I . . . I didn't . . . want these."

Amane stared at her. "Huh."

"Amane . . ."

"Are you serious?"

Nene paused. "Yes?"

"Then . . .

I'm going to kill Tsukasa."

His amber eyes were full of pure rage, and his hands clenched in fists.

"You can't kill your brother!"

"Watch me."

"Amane, wait--"

"Why shouldn't I?" Amane asked furiously. "He hurt you, and--"

"I let him!"

Amane paused. "But you said you didn't want him to."

"He said . . ." Nene felt the tears returning. "He said he was going to do this to you if I didn't let him do it to me."

"Oh, Yashiro . . ." Amane pulled Nene into a hug. "Fine. I won't kill him, but I'm taking him to the police."

"For what?"

"Oh, I dunno, sexual harassment?" Amane said sarcastically, his animosity returning. "Yashiro, you need to understand. This isn't okay."

"I . . . okay." Nene smiled slowly. "Thank you."

"I love you."

"Cut!"

"That was amazing!" Nene congratulated her co-star, a grin spreading across her face.

After being hired on a TV show for her amazing singing voice, Nene was quickly picked up by many movies, but she had taken the time to film a short film for a school about sexual abuse and harassment. The short had been picked up by many actors and actresses, since they all agreed that stuff like this wasn't funny.

Nene smiled and hugged Amane. "I'm really glad you decided to do this with me."

"Despite the overall depressingness, it was pretty fun," Amane gave the girl a peck on the lips.

Akane laughed humorlessly. "Alright lovebirds, get off my set." 



A/N:

Yeah. Sorry for whatever that is--

I've got too many stories I'm working on at the moment, but @molarloo's beautifully dark story just inspired me too much! XD

Also, make sure you submit your Q&A questions ASAP! That's closing soon. :) 

If anyone's interested in knowing what's coming up, I'm finishing an A.I. story, a D&D-type AU, and a oneshot based on truth-telling. (Random, right? XD)

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed my oddly dark randomness! :)

Stay safe and healthy!

~~ Author-chan ~~

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