Kaito x Len One-Shots

I Love All of You

"'Cause all of me loves all of you, love your curves and all your edges, all your perfect imperfections."
-John Legend, All of Me (I think the entire chorus applies here, actually)

Len's POV

Once again Kaito and I walk home bloody and bruised. Nearly every day since we opened up about our relationship to the school we have been beaten up by the school bully, Kiyoteru, and his little "gang".

They claim to be doing the work of God, speaking for him, by "punishing" those they deem sinful. Their chosen targets for now, Kaito and I. We make it through every day, somehow, on the guarantee of us being able to cuddle when we get home.

Kaito moved in with my family about three months ago. He left his home because his extremely religious parents would not accept him for who he was- he came out a week before moving here. Before he came out to his parents we were dating for two years.

Fortunately for both of us, my family is accepting. I'm very "rainbowy" myself, gay and genderqueer. I still remember the day I came out- my mom was driving me to Old Navy for back to school shopping and after picking out some nice looking guy clothes I walked my mom to the girls' section of the store. At first she questioned it, but I told her that I wanted to have girl clothes and that I felt I was neither boy or girl. My view on my gender identity- All of the above and none of the above.

Kaito's parents had no problem with him moving out, my parents were more than happy to take him in. The move went pretty easily- we lived only about five minutes away from each other.

The bullies beat us up every day unless someone else is near or could see us. We keep on telling teachers. The bullies won't stop. Kaito and I have learned to live with the constant pain.

I usually get beaten more than Kaito, due to the fact that I am non-binary. I wear girl clothes every other day (but I usually go by "he", even in girl clothes; it's really what pronoun the person addressing me uses; I don't care which). These days end up being the days that I'm beaten the most. Why do I keep to this boy/girl schedule even though I end up getting more hurt? Most of the day I'm fine. It's just beating time that I'm not.

"Do you want me to carry you?" Kaito offers. Today I was beaten even more than usual.

"I'll be fi-" I trip and fall. A scraped knee is added to my list of injuries.

"I'll carry you home. I may be hurt, but I'm less hurt than you. You need help." He picks me up.

"Thank you so much." I slowly connect our lips in a soft kiss. There aren't many people out right now, so we can stay connected like this for a short while. "Hey, Kaito? What is it you love about me? I know it's a bit of a strange question to ask now, but I just want to know."

"I love everything about you. Your kind heart, your sense of humor, your beauty as both a boy and a girl, your loving and accepting personality, your soft skin, your voice that always sounds like music to me, everything." At this I tear up. And not just from my pain. "Could you tell me what you love about me?"

"I fell in love with your looks and personality. Then when we started dating I found out more about you- how you are an amazing musician, how you can be extremely creative without even trying, how you say the sweetest things without even trying. Those and many more are what I love about you." I caress Kaito's cheek. "Everything about you that you see as flawed I see as perfect. Everything negative you've ever said about yourself I couldn't and wouldn't believe, because your negative statements about yourself were always untrue."

After a long-ish walk we reach our house. Kaito turns the doorknob and then uses my foot to push the door open.

"Hey, dad." Kaito and I enter the house drawing as little attention to ourselves as possible.

"Could we take dinner upstairs tonight? We're really tired." Kaito asks.

"Sure. There's leftover pasta in the fridge. Do you want me to heat them up for you?"

"Yes, please." Kaito says.

After the pasta is heated Kaito and I go up to our room. We put the plates on the bed and go to the bathroom so that we can tend to our wounds. On me- a bleeding nose, scraped knee, and many bruises. On him- a swollen lip and some bruises.

After we handle the injuries we go back to our room, get under the blankets, and turn on the TV. The news is on. The story- a gay pride parade.

"Even though many people say our love is a sin, I say that it's not, that it's normal. And even if our love is a sin, I don't mind." Kaito whispers to me.

"Kaito, why must love have genders?" I ask, resting my head on his chest.

"Because society. That's why. And these days people are more religious than ever before and the religious people claim everything they do is for God. It's ridiculous." Kaito sarcastically let out a laugh towards the Christians. "Len, you saved my life. You are my angel. You saved me from my parents, from my horrible self esteem, from my self loathing that was actually caused by my sexuality, you made my days bearable."

"If anything you saved me. I never told you this before, but I was extremely depressed before you moved in. Even when we were dating before your moving in about half my smiles were hiding frowns. You saved me, Kaito. My depression is now mostly gone and I always have you by my side." I say. "Let's finish our food so that we can go to sleep."

-Flashback, 2 years later-

Kiyoteru and his guys never managed to hurt Kaito and I mentally again. They did beat us up on an almost daily basis, but we wouldn't let that get to us.

Kaito surprised everyone on prom night- he got everyone's attention by running up to the stage and stealing the mic from the DJ. Why did he do this? He proposed to me. And I said yes, of course.

We decided I'd change my last name. Len Shion does have a certain ring to it, I must say. On our wedding day Kaito's parents made a surprise appearance. Not to scold him, but to congratulate us.

Kaito and I moved out of my parents' house a few days before the wedding. You can't have a married couple living in the house of the parents. It's just weird, in my opinion.

When Kaito and I made love we would do it slowly, taking in every moment we had to be intimate with each other. We chose not to adopt kids, at least not for the next few years. Kids are too much of a commitment and they would make us feel older. And we're pretty young.

Kaito and I love each other and will continue loving each other forever. We will never be drawn apart by anything or anyone. We are bound permanently.

-Note- Three one-shots, one day. Bruh.

Speaking of genderqueer, I had an *ahem* interesting conversation with my Health teacher after class.
Teacher: *I'm not disclosing my real name*, come here.
My brain: Uh sorry but I kinda have to get to English (which may or may not be right across the hall).
Me: Uhhhhhhhhhhh
T: Do you talk to anyone about your gender issues? [don't question the context of why she asked this; it's a long story of my own hurp durp]
Me: No.
T: Have you told your parents?
My brain: Of course I told the transphobic gender-stereotyping parents who barely even let their daughter crossplay that their daughter isn't 100% "she" and wants to wear guy clothes and all that good stuff.
Me: No.
T: Would you like me to help you tell your parents?
My brain: FrUk no!
Me: No.
T: Would you like me to help you get in touch with people that can help you?
My brain: How many times do I need to say no? Can I please just get to my next class.
Me: I'm good.
T: So you want to try to figure this out on your own?
Me: Uh, sure. Uh, bye, I have a quiz to probably bomb in English [the quiz ended up not happening 'cause the teacher didn't feel like it] [I didn't actually say the thing about the quiz, I'm just too lazy to write that I thought it].

Let's just hope the rest of the year isn't awkward. And that I get to talk about LGBT during the relationship unit. Because the teacher said we'd talk about, and I quote, "boy-boy and girl-girl because that's a big thing in NY today and because some people have those tendencies." But seriously, couldn't she have just said homosexuality instead of boy-boy and girl-girl? A Health teacher should have a no BS attude. She shouldn't be sugarcoating anything.

BYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEE people.