Moonlight Dances

Chapter 23: September

(This chapter gonna be short so I can write next chapter.)

Tamaki was thinking of a story to tell Mirio. Never even got a phone call in. He just stared at his phone, waiting for a good excuse. He felt horrible even if he had a good reason. He didn't have a good reason to explain. If he called now, he'd just make a bad excuse and he'd be suspicious because of how long it took.

He had no need to sleep so there was no reason he couldn't make a good excuse.

So he didn't call.

He didn't plan on calling till he had a good excuse.

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It was the twentieth of September.

He still hadn't called. He couldn't think of a good reason. He hadn't left his room in weeks, making Eijirou, Taishiro, even Momo was concerned. She didn't have anyone to watch The Good Doctor with, so she was sad.

Tamaki was just thinking of telling Nejire and Mirio he was a vampire. Nejire obviously didn't know what S.U.Ns did. Maybe that would change if she knew what they were really doing. "Putting people to rest" was what they said they were doing. Vampires didn't have a beating heart, so they were ending their suffering. True, but they did it in horrible ways.

Holy water, wooden stake stabs all over the body, burns. Absolutely horrible. The reason Taishiro quit. He wanted to make it painless but his partners never could. Always wanted to make it brutal. Disturbed him and he couldn't do anything about it.

Yeah, he wasn't gonna tell Nejire or Mirio that he was a vampire. Too many risks.

"Hey." Tamaki said. Taishiro looked shocked. They were busy packing up since the first day of school. This was a summer house and they needed to leave. They decided to basically adopt Tamaki so he began helping out as well.

"Oh, hey! You're ok?"

"I-I'm fine. Nothing to worry about." He said, stuffing his hands in his hoodie's pockets. He was ashamed of himself.

"We're leaving in a few hours. Charge up your phone, grab a bag, and we can get going sooner." Taishiro said. He nodded and charged up his phone.

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Even hanging out with his friends, Mirio felt disturbed. Like he was being ignored. Kaoruko constantly asked him questions and wanted to know what was wrong with him. He didn't want to ruin Nejire's opinion of Tamaki. Especially since Kaoruko said how much she liked him.

Mirio honestly felt horrible for being such an ass. He wanted to lower his voice but he couldn't. He was angry and wanted answers. He probably scared Tamaki and that's why he never called or texted.

"You ok Mirio?" Nejire asked.

"Yeah! I'm fine!"

Liar.

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"Koko, are you burning something?" Shinya asked. He smelt burnt sugar. Not a caramel burnt, more like 'what the hell please stop'.

"Yes." She responded with a strained voice.

"Ryuko... leave the kitchen." He sighed and got up. His amazing fiancé couldn't cook for shit and he still adored her. He turned the oven off and saw burnt sugar cookies inside. "Just grab the dresses you wanted me to look at." He said.

On rainy days, vampires went out a lot. No sun to burn them up, the second the rain got lighter, they would run home. It was too risky to stay out. Rainy days were when he had the most work and guess what.

Rain.

Hey, at least it was an off day.

Most of the wedding had been planned out. Ryuko's birthday was coming up and since the wedding was only four weeks after her birthday, she was just having her bachelorette party on her birthday. Saving money!

Yay!

Jesus Christ she had hardly any friends-

She literally was inviting two of her students, three close friends, her brother, and four friends. Huh.

"What colors look good on me?"

"All colors." He said. She blushed and looked at the ground. Might've been dating for at least three years now but sweet talk got her blushing.

"Don't say things like that!" She stammered.

"We're getting married in a month." He said. She bit the inside of her cheek. (is that what it's called?)

"But seriously, I think the black one is cute but not good. Then the Orange is just ugly, I might as well get rid of it. The purple, red, blue, and black are gorgeous, then I don't know what to pick."

"That's a tough one. Just as tough as these damn cookies." He said, biting into one of the burnt cookies. Ryuko huffed.

"I'm sorry! I forgot I was baking them-"

"Pick a dress-" he interrupted her. He pointed at the black dress. She cocked her head. "You're not going to a club. Put it with the orange."

"The Orange is getting burned."

He paused and just nodded. He didn't give a damn. He hated that dress. Jealousy did wonders when that dress was worn. He wanted it burnt. Just as burnt as those cookies-

"Which one do you like? I like all of them."

"I dunno."

"The red is nice."

"Huh. It's pretty I guess."

"Like you"

"Oh my god, Stop~" she whined and he laughed at her embarrassment.

(YO I LOVE THESE TWO WAY TOO MUCH-

I SWEAR IMMA MAKE A CHATFIC ONE DAY AND THEYRE THE MAIN COUPLE-

AAAAAAAAAAH

Y'all can tell how old I am, can't you?)