So if you read my update on
Why Did You Do It? You'd know that I am turning this into a multi-chapter due to popular requests. Like I said in my other story, PM or email me if you have any ideas for this story.
Also, I've decided this will just be a collection of one-shots, so each chapter has no relation to the other!
Again, PM or email me if you have any ideas that you want in this story and I will dedicate that chapter to you!
DISCLAIMER: Still don't...
Tokine and Yoshimori read each other like open books. He likes to close her whenever someone gets too close for comfort, as the same for her.
"Hey Tokine, would you like to go to a movie with me Friday night?" A random guy asks as he clutches her hand. Tokine blushes and stammers out a classic,
"S-Sorry but I have to study for a test on Friday, maybe some other time."
He leans closer, eyes burning.
"I don't think I can go some other time. I think we need to go Friday."
Tokine gulpes and remindes her self over and over, You can't kill humans, you can't kill humans.
"Hey dude." a voice calles from behind the guy. Said dude turnes around only to be saying hello to a fist in his face. The guy teeteres on his heels and crumbles to the ground, revealing the owner of the voice.
Yoshimori wipes his knuckles against his uniform, a disgusted scowl on his face.
"Y-Yoshimori!"
Yoshimori turnes slightly at the sound of his name, smirking.
"Hey Tokine, how's it going?"
Yoshimori is completely different from Tokine and yet they still get along without ripping each other's heads off. He is brash, bold, and hot-headed, while she is cold and calculating. Never has there been a problem Tokine didn't think through about before. He never talked about his feelings, people thinking he didn't have any besides anger.
They balance each other.
"Yoshimori!" Tokine screamed as the tail of the ayakashi pierced his chest. The damn fool had told her to stay put, risking himself to finish the job.
"Ketsu!" She yelled as the monster was speared multiple times by her kekkais.
Without bothering to watch the ayakashi disintegrate, she sprinted over to Yoshimori's still form.
"You are a baka, Yoshimori!" She shouted as she slid to a stop on her knees beside him. Said baka quickly glanced over the girl's form, sighing in relief that there were no new wounds that he could see.
"Shut up! This is the thanks I get for keeping you out of the fight?"
Her indigo eyes flared as she glared at him with cold anger.
"You are an overprotective fool. Did it ever occur in your thick skull that maybe I wanted to fight?" Her voice was soft, all the more menacing.
Yoshimori gazed at her, a conflict of emotions passing over his face.
"Did it ever occur to you that maybe I don't want you to risk your life to protect me? Baka!" Her voice held a tremor and he realized just how worried she was. Tokine never cried, ever.
She didn't cry when her father was killed. She didn't cry when she broke her leg in fifth grade. She didn't cry when she faced her first ayakashi at the age of seven, having to join the battle at a younger age then planned due to her father's murder.
She didn't even cry when she saved him from that one ayakashi that forever branded her with the ugly scar and gave Yoshimori nightmares of Tokine falling and never getting up.
Tokine never ever cried.
But here she was now, silent tears falling gracefully from her face. The balance had been broken. Tokine was broken in that moment, for the first time crying her heart out.
Ignoring the protest of his wound, Yoshimori quickly sat up and pulled her close. Tokine looked up at him in shock.
"Y-yoshi-"
"Hush." He commanded softly, bringing her closer, every inch of her body fitting perfectly with his.
"I am sorry for worrying you, Tokine, I'm so sorry, but to see you instead of me, lying on the ground bleeding because I didn't protect you, that image forever keeps me up at night. I never want that to happen, ever, and I won't let it as long as I'm breathing."
Tokine gazed up at him, but sighed and rested her head against his shoulder. Finally noticing that her robe was slowly turning red, she quickly looked up at him as he swayed a moment before falling back. She caught his head before it hit the floor and gently sat it down.
"Yoshimori! Yoshimori!" She screamed but then a small smile graced her lips as a snore sounded throughout the area. Finally exhausting himself, the great legitimate heir was asleep.
She laughed slightly and hoisted him up on her back, a weird feeling passing through her at being so close to him and also a weird sense of deja vi but twisted somehow.
Shrugging she began the walk home, her sleeping hero on her back.
Tokine and Yoshimori balance each Tokine will fall out of the balance but she never strays too far away as does Yoshimori. They were simply made to balance.
How was it? A little short but I though that was a good place to stop. R&R and this chapter has no one to dedicate to so it was my idea. Anyway keep the ideas coming!