Yata Misaki One Shots

Good Bye for us All

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"Damn it, damn it damn it. YOU STUPID INTERNET, THIS PROJECT IS DUE TUESDAY. IF I TURN THIS IN LATE THE PROF WILL KILL ME!" I yelled at my computer. It was Friday night and we got assigned some project for my (f/s).

Over the weekend, you've got to be kidding me.

I sighed and got up to go checked the internet. It's been three days since Tatara died and I haven't talk to anyone at Homra, other than Kusanagi of course.

I reset the internet, and checked my phone to see if anything was working. Thankfully, with my amazing hacking skills, resetting the router did the job and I was able to continue my paper.

I walked back over to my couch, and as soon as I got comfortable, someone knocked on my door. I stayed quiet, hoping that whoever was there would think nobody was home.

"(F/n)," the way too familiar voice said, knocking once again. "Come on, (F/n), I know you're in there."

I put the computer away and walked towards the door. I took a deep breath in and pulled the corner of my eyelids towards my hairline.

Please don't notice how awful I look.

I opened a door with a smile as my favorite Homra member came into view.

"What's up?" I said, trying really hard to maintain composure. I'm not a crier, I'm really not, but Tatara was my best friend. We did everything together, and if I went with him that one night, if I didn't get sick, if I would have dragged my ass off the couch, he would still be here. But that's not the case.

"I was wondering if you wanted to watch some movies and just hang out. We haven't done it in a while, and, well I miss you, we all do," Misaki said, looking at me with sorrow in his eyes.

They miss me? Why me? I'm not that great.

I moved out of the door way so he could come in. I wasn't gonna say anything, because nothing needed to be said.

I grabbed my comforter and two pillows from my bed and placed them on the couch in the living room. I moved the coffee table to the corner near the balcony, and went into the kitchen to help Yata with the snacks.

I put popcorn in the microwave and my (f/s) in a bowl. Yata grabbed the candy, and I the popcorn once it was done.

After two movies I checked the time.

1:24. God am I tired.

I wasn't sure how long Misaki was able to go without sleeping, but I had to take online college courses, and they weren't as easy as people say them to be.

After he got back from inserting another movie, I rested my head on his shoulder. I let my mind wander as I closed my eyes, mainly about the fun times I remember having back at base.

I wrapped my arms around him and let a few tears fall.

God I'm so weak. We all lost Tatara, so what gives me the right to be sad?

The tears fell fast as I ridiculed myself. Soon, the movie was paused and Yata was rocking me back and forth, stroking my hair, whispering in my ear that everything would be okay. Faster and faster the tears fell.

"Please, don't cry, (F/n), you never cry. Please." I heard the sadness in his voice, but I couldn't stop. Tatara, my best friend, was gone, my first friend from Homra, dead, because of someone killed him.

I tightened my grip around the vanguard the longer I cried. He was right, I never cried. At least, not then. Every night since he died, all I did was study and cry, nothing more, nothing less.

I felt him start to rub my back as my tears started to let up. "(F/n), I-I love you very much, a-and seeing you sad really hurts. I want to be with you and m-make you happy, I want to help you when I can and comfort you when you get sick. I wanna be with you a-always."

My heart stop. My whole world officially flip upside down. I mean, yeah, I liked him, like, a lot, but I thought he only thought of me as his friend. Or more like his mom. I'm always ridiculing him, making sure he doesn't get in fights, keeping him safe.

I looked up with tear stained eyes. His eyes locked with mine, and my heart skipped a beat.

My little bear. Baby Misaki. Returns my feelings.

"Yata," I started, but he wouldn't let me finish, because his lips crashed it mine. Soft and gentle, yet intense and firm.

I deepened the kiss by sitting up properly and cupping is cheek. I rubbed my thumb once and he removed his lips from mine, leaving them cold, and wanting more.

A smile made its way onto my face, and soon, I was laughing. Laughing because Yata, the easily angered, hot/headed, tiny little Yata, said he loves me.

His eyes bore down on me as I slowly stopped laughing. I cupped his cheek again and kissed him passionately. Once I removed my lips, I put my other hand to opposite cheek and made sure he wasn't playing around.

"I love you too Misaki," I said, and continued to sit there with him, slowly falling asleep to the rise and fall of his chest, and the steady beat of his heart.

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Hia, I'm sorry. I should have finished this sooner. It was gonna be done last week, but I messed up the ending and I needed a new inspiration. This is super short compared to my usual 1290 words or something like that.

Give me some scenarios so I can write more. I'm tryna have more details in my stories, so send some request.

I hope you liked my God of Death. Just the lovely Ryuk. I absolutely love his laugh, it's the funniest thing ever.

Oi, ok, see ya