ɓựʈʈɵɲʂ ɲ' ʂʈɨʈɕɦɛʂ || Oumasai

Sing me a sweet lullaby..

A/N: !!!!! i don't ship Tenko x Korekiyo !!!!!
They might seem like shipping material in this chapter and the book, but keep in mind that this book is entirely fanmade. It is not canon whatsoever!!!

However, this is only my head-canon for Korekiyo. Don't go assuming that it's true!!! that's nasty

Anyway, enjoy the chapter.

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Tenko stormed through the academy, her fists swinging at her side.
She was, understandably, freaked out. And she was expressing that with confusion and anger!
What was she going to do with that anger?
Punch the shit out of Korekiyo.
Well, not punch the shit out of him, but..
Korekiyo must be... Surprised after all of that. I sure am, and I'm fucking mad about that. She thought.
I don't care what the reasons Miu presented are, she did not.. and I repeat, she did NOT have to go that far. She did not have to manipulate someone into killing for her so that she can "help stop the killing games to come". Stupid bitch... What does that even fucking mean?
As soon as Tenko finished her thought, she stood in front of Korekiyo's dorm room.
Her eye twitched as she heard muffled sobbing, and the intense moving of items.
Tenko growled to herself, she couldn't take it anymore. She lifted her arm up and punched the door, causing it to fly open, and her tumble in.
With her eyes wide open in shock, she regained her balance and stood straight.
The door was.. Open? She thought, blinking a couple of times before looking back at the door.
As soon as she thought of it, her hand ached. She shut the door, making sure it wasnt cracked open like before.
After the 'click' sounded, indicating that the door was now, indeed shut (no shit, Sherlock),
she looked back at the extremely messy room.
She narrowed her eyes, walking more into the disorganized mess.

"Ugh.." She muttered, moving her foot as she almost stepped on broken glass. "It's like a mine field in here.."
A loud crash from the bathroom made Tenko whip her head in that direction, her eyes wide with shock.
This feels like a horror movie! You aren't gonna kill somebody else, right, Korekiyo?! She thought, sweating from anticipation and fear.
"H-hello?"
As expected, it was silent again.
Tenko stormed up to the bathroom and banged on it, hearing a small whimper in the process.
"KOREKIYO!! I know you're in there, don't you dare ignore me!" She yelled.
All she could hear was barely contained heavy breathing from the other side. She could tell Korekiyo was leaning on the door.
Tenko's expression softened. "Hey..." She mumbled, in a much less angry tone. "You do know that it's not your fault, right? She flinched at her own words. "... So you can stop hiding now. Come on.. Please? I just wanna talk... You can trust me.."

Tenko jumped back when she heard the door creak. Korekiyo looked out with tired, puffy, shell-shocked eyes. Also, where'd he get those lips?
"W-What were you doing in there..?" She asked, trying her best to seem calm. She was definitely not calm.
"Nothing, go away."
That woman-like voice surprised Tenko. Wait... Is Korekiyo a girl? Like trans girl?.. That's not what's happening here!! Stay focused, tenko!
"Uhm... I'm pretty sure somethings happening. Especially after the whole... Thing." Tenko awkwardly and weakly argued.
Korekiyo's eyes softened a teeny bit. ".. So what if it is?" He mumbled, opening the door a bit more. "It's just a trial. It doesn't matter if if sulking, everybody else probably is too."
"Not as much as you." Tenko stood straight, crossing her arms. Her urge to protect basically smacked Korekiyo in the face. "I heard crashing, banging, maybe even screaming. I know you're not okay, Korekiyo. That's why I'm here to... Help."

Korekiyo's mouth parted, which drew attention to his bright red lips. "Y-You don't h-hate me..?" His eyes started to water. Which in all honesty, made Tenko more comfortable.
"Of course I don't." Tenko smiled, stepping back. "Why would I hate you? You were manipulated into thinking something you shouldn't have. In any case, I'd like you more."
Korekiyo looked down. Oops, tears again! But Tenko didn't mind. It felt like Himiko, when she'd cry while sick. When Himiko would hug Tenko after a successful magic trick.