ʀᴇᴅᴀᴍᴀɴᴄʏ ~ ɪɴᴀᴢᴜᴍᴀ ᴇʟᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴏɴᴇ sʜᴏᴛs

ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟ - ꜰᴜʙᴜᴋɪ sʜɪʀᴏᴜ

No one's POV

"Fubuki-kun! I bet you can't catch me!" Y/n said, sticking out her tongue at the grey-haired boy. The boy smiled at her and began to chase after her. Once Fubuki caught up to her, he tackled her into the snow. They both began to laugh. Fubuki's head was on Y/n's stomach and Y/n took off his hat. She placed it on her head and sat up.

"How do I look?" She asked.

"Beautiful, darling." Fubuki replied. Y/n blushed and stood up, dusting off her pants and held out a hand for Fubuki, which he gladly accepted.

"Snowball fight?" Y/n asked. Before Fubuki could answer her, she began to sneeze.

"Sorry, but I don't want you to get sick." Fubuki chuckled and put and arm around the girl's shoulder. "How about we go to my place, you can play video games with Atsuya." Fubuki offered. Y/n nodded.

"Let's go, Fubuki-kun!" Fubuki placed a hand on Y/n's head.

"Please, call me Shirou." He said. Y/n nodded and they both walked over to his house.

Once they arrived there, Shirou opened the door and they both took of their shoes. 

"Atsuya, I'm home! I brought Y/n-chan with me!" Shirou called out. Immediately, Atsuya bolted to the front door, looking for Y/n. Once he spotted her, he smirked.

"I'll beat you this time!" Atsuya said, glaring at the girl.

"Really? You said that the last three times we played that game, and you still lost!" Y/n chuckled. 

"Shut up! I challenge you to another round of street fighter!" Atsuya challenge. Y/n nodded and they both ran to the living room to play the game.

"Not even a hi? A hello? Hm, why do I even bother with Atsuya.." Shirou sighed. He took off his scarf and hung it up before making some noodles for everyone.

"I win!" Y/n cheered, holding up the controller. Atsuya groaned and buried his head in a pillow.

"Guys, your noodles are ready!" Shirou said, holding a tray which contained bowls of noodles on it. Y/n and Atsuya looked at each other and grinned. They ran to get a bowl chopsticks and sat down far away from each other.

"Thanks Aniki!" 

"Thanks Shirou!" 

Y/n and Atsuya glared at each other for the fifth time that day and began to eat their noodles.

Once they were done, Y/n decided to clean up for everyone. She took the bowls and headed to the kitchen. While she was washing the dishes, she felt arms snake around her waist. She looked back to see Shirou.

"S-shirou?" Y/n blinked and then saw Atsuya's face instead of Shirou. "What's going on? Why can I see both Atsuya and Shirou..?" Y/n dropped the plates and removed the arms from around her waist. She then covered her ears, she could hear something calling her name, but she didn't know what it was.

'Y/n..'

"W-what's going on.."

'Y/n wake up..'

"Wake up?"

'L/n Y/n wake up!'

Y/n jolted out of bed, holding her cheek. It stung a little she looked around and saw one of her friends, Amira, standing there.

"Finally! You're awake!" Amira said, wiping her forehead. 

"Where's Shirou? And Atsuya?" Y/n asked, looking around. Her friend chuckled.

"Still on about those two? I told you- they don't exist, and they never will."

"Their not.. real?" Y/n asked herself. She then fell back into her bed and frowned.

"Why can't they be real.."