Author's Note:
Hello! I hope you all are having a brilliant spectacular day/night. This A/N is just to inform you that the picture featured on this page is owned rightfully by Toboso Yono.
Thank you.
-Pandora.
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You adored pleasant surprises, and, my, was Teiko filled with those. On your first day, alone, you found a secret passageway that looked like it hadn't been used in at least twenty years based on all the cobwebs and dust gathered that made your eyes water. After exploring that fully with a torch before sealing the opening after you carved your initials into the floor. It was the highlight of your day.
But of course, like everything else at this school, nothing was comparable to the phenomenons known as the Generation of Miracles.
When you watched your first match of them, you noticed all their amazing personalities; but the one that truly caught your eye was a gigantic boy with bored (like most of their expressions) half-lidded eyes, his face framed by long violet hair matching his eyes identically.
You whispered to your friend, seated beside you whilst watching with half the enthusiasm you were displaying, "I didn't know Teiko accepted exchange students to join the renowned teams? Isn't there a rule somewhere against that?"
Your friend turned to you, "There's no rules against it, it's just considered unethical. Besides, there are no exchange students in this team."
"Then who is the tall, handsome guy with the purple hair?" You asked, "He's seriously tall."
"Mmhmm." Your friend murmured affirmatively, "That's why he's a 'Miracle, 'cause he's special and unique or something."
You felt a bit stupid, but you brushed it off, you were too busy staring at the teen.
"What's his name?" You asked.
"Murasakibara Atsushi." Your friend returned.
After that, you made it a personal mission to get the attention of Murasakibara. At first you regarded him with indifference, hoping he'd just notice you, but then you realised he was no ordinary extremely tall teenage prodigy with purple hair. He was also childish.
You asked around, prepared to have dig deep to find out about him, but to your surprise, since he was so childish and simple to understand so it seemed, a lot of relevant information seemed to be easily accessible for your convenience. He liked all manners of treats and always got the newest flavours of pocky the second it came out. You had a stroke of brilliance, the perfect way to get his attention.
You searched nonstop for information when the newest pocky flavour (raspberry sherbet) was coming out and you discovered there was a general release date and then a release two weeks prior available in only one store in the who,e of Tokyo. Hearing the tales of Murasakibara's quests for candy, you had no doubt he'd go to these lengths to get this candy for the first time before anyone else.
So you gathered all of your money, ran as fast as you could; and bought every single raspberry sherbet pocky in the entire store.
To your glee, Murasakibara was rather dismayed at the lack of the newest flavour and seemed to be boycotting basketball practice until he could get his precious pocky. You, of course, heroically came to the rescue. Purposely holding as many pocky boxes as you could you passed Murasakibara and Nijimura in an argument about going to practice.
"What seems to be the problem?" You drawled innocently, Murasakibara instantly saw all the pocky in your arms.
"Where did you get this?" Murasakibara demanded childishly, a dark aura surrounding him.
"Oh, I just stopped by at the store to get some." You said, "Now if you'll excuse me...."
As according to plan, Murasakibara stepped in the way of the exit, "No fair! I want some!" He whined, pouting and stomping his feet.
You smiled, his childishness was very endearing to you. You just wanted to hug him like the giant purple teddy bear that he was, but you knew that a happy child would be even cuter than a mad child, so you shrugged and said, "Here, take all of them." So you handed over the pocky.
Murasakibara was ecstatic as he took all the candy, "What's your name?" He asked you.
"L/N Y/N." You replied.
"Thank you, Y/N-chin." Murasakibara said.
From then on, his sights were set on you.
Every day after that, you would bring him candy after school. The delightful expressions on his face were the real treats for you. You would bring him all sorts of snacks: Pocky, of course as a natural classic, salty chips, vanilla Kit Kats, Meiji milk chocolate and his all time personal favourite, Nerunerunerune candy. He would always respond by smiling and ruffling your hair affectionately. You were really beginning to like him and prayed he thought the same way about you.
He seemed to grow attached to you after a while. Whining when you had other things to do after school and would always be very clingy and very protective of you. You had forgotten your silly little game by now and had sincerely grown to like Murasakibara. He had definitely grown to like you, but in his childish ways, was definitely not going to confess.
Until something activated it, that is.
You were walking along the schoolyard with one your peers, who so happened to be of the male variety, discussing your upcoming joint assessment. However, neither of the duo happened to notice a fuming Murasakibara gazing at you in the distance, clenching his fists until his knuckles blanched.
"Ha! You're so funny." You roared in laughter at another one of your classmate's witty quips.
"Here's another one." He said and he began to recount yet another joke.
"And he said, 'He's not an eggplant, he's-"
Your classmate stopped mid sentence as he saw a furious Murasakibara blocking the path.
"Murasakibara-Chan?" You asked, surprised how such a lumpish teenager was able to sneak around so smoothly.
Murasakibara ignored your greeting, and turned on your companion, "Who do you think you are? Messing with my Y/N-chan like that?"
Your jaw dropped. Did Murasakibara just refer to you as his ?
"Step away from her." Murasakibara said menacingly, glaring at your classmate. "Or I'll crush you."
"Uh!" Your classmate said, "I-I guess I'll see you aroun-or not, I guess!"
He scrambled away as quickly as he could. Murasakibara turned to you and his malice turned to a pouty, whiny attitude as he lifted you into the air by your waist, "Y/N-chin! Don't do that to me!"
He then proceeded to hug you. But this wasn't any ordinary hug. This was his jealous hug. He brought your face to his clothed chest and suffocatingly tightened his arms around you, until you thought he would sever you in half with his bare hands. You gasped for air and he leaned in to whisper in your ear, "You're mine now, Y/N-chin."
That night, heart still aflutter, you still felt aches on your body so you stripped in front of a mirror to examine yourself. You were shocked at what you saw.
Ugly red splotchy patches of skin greeted your eyes as well as brilliant purple and blue bruises adorning your torso all over. Your giggly sense of love was replaced with a chilling feeling filled with dread deep within you that made you feel so nauseous you wanted to throw up. You got little to no sleep that night as fear settled in and you were afraid of Murasakibara's strength.
The next morning you arrived at school, apprehensively looking around for Murasakibara, hoping to avoid him, however you had no such luck. From behind you, stood Murasakibara who turned you around to face him.
"Hey, uh, Atsushi, I was wondering if we could talk about the whole 'our relationship' thing."
He silenced you so quickly, you were unsure if the words had ever left your mouth.
Pulling you into another bone crushing hug that made your breath fall short and put pressure on all the bruises on your torso, you winced and tears started falling down your cheeks, you whimpered, trying to get him to loosen his grip. But this only seemed to spur his protective instincts further as he tightened his vice-like grip on you. You felt the very breath in your lungs being squeezed out and before he even said his words, you knew there was no escape.
"I won't ever let you go, Y/N-chin. Never never never."
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Author's note: (yes sorry I know another one but bear with me) a hypothetical Internet cookie to whoever understood the reference. Next up is Akashi! And after that you'll have to make up your mind about which one of these lovely boys you'd like to claim you.Have a fabulous day/night!
