BLACK CLOVER SCENARIOS/ ONE SHOTS

FIRST FIGHT

Asta: 

Asta could be so oblivious at times, it was one of the many attributes that you liked about him. However it could be such a hindrance at times. You knew that Noelle had a crush on him, but she never acted on it knowing full well that you were with Asta. That still didn't stop the awkward situation that she put herself in with Asta. You normally weren't bothered by this, but when Asta makes her even more flustered it became a problem for you. 

"Why are you so red?" Asta asks Noelle as he came face to face with her. 
You watched, wanting to see what he was going to do. You had full trust for him, but you still liked to keep an eye on him just in case he did something stupid. 

Noelle squeaks covering her face becoming more flustered that her crush was so close to her. 

Asta grabs a hold of her hands pulling them away from her face, becoming even closer to her face. Way to close for you comfort. Before you could say anything, Noelle casts a spell sending him back a few meters and hitting the wall. 

You heard a small whine come from him and you looked at him with no emotion written on your face. 

"Ow, (y/n). What did I do?" He whines, trying to figure out what he did. 

You scoffed, "you deserved that." 
"Huh?!" He shouts, but you just stand up and leave the common room. 

Of course Asta followed you trying to figure out what was wrong with you. Why were you so upset. 
He finally caught up with you. 

"(y/n), wait! Did I do something wrong?" He asks skidding to a stop in front of you. 

Of course he didn't know what he did wrong. 

You roll your eyes and step around him, "you can come talk to me when you figure that out." You finally say walking down the girls side of the building, knowing Asta couldn't walk through it without setting off one of the many traps. 

Asta stood there in confusion as he heard a soft sound of the door closing meaning that you were now in your own room.

Fuegoleon: 

At times you were reckless, but you didn't care about that. However, Fuegoleon did mind. To him it was like you didn't care about your own life and you were just doing reckless stuff piss him off. Of course he did get extremely worried about you but it got tiring at times. 

He didn't know how you did it at most times, but you always got yourself into some trouble. 
Which is why he held a stern stare at you while you sat in front of him. 

"What were you thinking (y/n)?" He asks. 

You clicked you tongue, trying to think up of a good excuse so Fuegoleon wouldn't get upset, but no good ones were coming into your head. That doesn't mean you weren't still going to try. 

"It wasn't my fault-" 
"Like it hell it wasn't. They cuffed your hands up for hell's sake." 

You look down at your hands seeing that your hands were in fact encased so you wouldn't break anymore stuff. 

"You didn't let me-" 
"You got into a bar fight (y/n)!" 
"For a good reason!" 

Fuegoleon sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose, "you're suspended (y/n)." 
You scoffed, "fine. Like I care." 
"You should care. You act like a child sometimes... your a grown adult." 

You just concentrate on the cuffs around your hands and break them using your magic. 

"We're done here." You say standing up.
"No we're not. Come back here." 
"You're not my father." 
"Then stop acting like a child and I won't have to treat you like this."