Shura x Yukio Oneshots

Janitor's Closet

Request from @Otakusdreamwolrd

Hope you enjoy!!

Notes: they're all the same age (15), all exwires, Rated G

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Yukio ran as fast as he could from the three crazy girls who were always chasing him in the hallway. He stopped by Shura, who was putting books in her locker. "Hey, Shura-" he caught his breath. "Could you help me hide?" he said in a breathy tone.

Shura raised an eyebrow at her fellow exwire. He pointed to the fangirls who were looking around for him. "Scared of yer fangirls, foureyes?" she teased. "I am not!" he straightened his lenses and wiped his flushed face. "Could you just help me hide??"

"Fine." the purple- eyed female sighed and grabbed Yukio's hand, making a sharp turn to the next hall, running through locker rooms, and even passing by the soft pretzel vendo for Shura's lunch.

When they finally finished running around parts of the campus, Shura pushed her utterly confused and tired companion into a small and stuffy room, where she followed suit.

The Janitor's Closet.

"What is that stench?" Yukio pinched his nose. "Where are we?" he asked. "We, my friend, are in the janitor's closet." Shura said coolly. "Why here?" he mumbled, with a nasal sound accompanying his statement. "You said you needed someplace to hide." she grinned at him. "Not the janitor's closet." Yukio rolled his eyes and stood up to open the door.

It wouldn't budge.

"Shura, what's up with the door?" a look of panic crossed his eyes. "Nonono," the female went over and tried opening the door. "Shima said this place was perfect for hiding." "Why would you trust Shima?" Yukio asked. "How are we going to get out?" "We can try hacking it open," Shura suggested.

The two exwires immediately set to work with whatever they had.

A hammer.

A crowbar.

A screwdriver.

And a stale bar of chocolate.

"Come ooonnnn~," Yukio said, trying to pry the stuck wood open with a crowbar. "Could you lend me a hand?" he faced Shura, irritated. "It's your fault you got us stuck in here."

"No, I believe its yours for even asking me for help." the female chuckled, peeling open the chocolate and taking a bite, immediately spitting it out. Yukio sighed. She had a point. He sat down beside her and she leaned on him. "What do we do now?" he asked her in a monotone. "Eat stale chocolate?" Shura joked. Yukio felt her laugh slightly through his shoulder. He looked at her, noticing a stray hair that failed to stay behind her ear. He tucked it in its proper place, earning the female exwire's attention. "OCD," he looked away from her and felt blood rushing to his face. Shura smirked and made him face her. "You are such a bad liar, foureyes." Yukio chuckled at her statement, expression softening. "Yeah.."

They were both very aware of their lips inching closer, until they stopped just centimeters apart. "What about the door?" Shura asked. "It can wait." Yukio smiled and held her chin, bringing her closer.

Their lips just grazed against each other's when the door slammed open. "RIN?!?!" the two said in unison, their faces turning a tomato red. "Guys!! I found them!!" Rin motioned to their other friends, Shiemi, Izumo, Shima, and Bon. A mix of why are you guys here and there you are's could be heard from the bunch. Suddenly, the lunch bell rang, interrupting the bunch. "Let's all talk about this over lunch." Yukio decided, after helping Shura up and getting everyone to head to the cafeteria.

He felt a hand intertwine with his.

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Gomenasai!! Sorry it took so long to update! I got sick this week so I couldn't finish the story right away 😬

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