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Please read disclaimers at the end of the description!!!
Amongst the large audience in the theatre, a young man was watching attentively, eyes locked on the one ballerino that always caught his eye, in many different ways at that.
The way he gracefully performed every move, to the way his hair sways elegantly as he dances, to his perfect porcelaine doll face, his gracious ballerino attire. Everything peaked his interest and he just wanted to know everything about him.
The ballet troupe was called "the Harbingers" and consisted of a dozen members all going by strange titles and never revealing their true identity, which is quite peculiar in its own way. It intrigued him, to say the least. This ballerino got him so fixated, so obsessed, that he was there at every single performance. No matter where, at what time and how much it cost, he was always there to see the boy perform.
Let's gooooooo, spooky KazuScara fanfic because I abandoned my old one and felt kinda guilty. Hope this one will be better and that you guys enjoy it.
Disclaimers!
-gore
-violence
-stalking
-crime
-non-consensual picture taking and recording
-angst
A few headcanons for this fanfic:
-they are fontainian (French), you can't stop me
-Kazuha is a detective
-Scaramouche is the ballerino
-the harbingers are now a ballet troupe and perform in many different regions but focus on Fontaine
-Kazuha collects pictures of Scaramouche and keeps them all on a cork board to find his true identity
-Kazuha records all the performances, focused on Scaramouche mostly
-Scaramouche owns a music box with a dancing ballerina in it and he keeps all his precious belongings there, including a very special ring he holds on to very dearly.
-Scaramouche has his sources but never did a deed himself
Enjoy the fanfic <3
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.