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I've started the second book, and I decided, welp- why not tease my little followers a bit?

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Book Two Sneak Peeks~!


"What do you feel when you look at the sea?" he asked calmly. Watching the flickers of thoughts in her eyes with a knowing expression. She didn't answer, so he continued, his expression letting some of his serious meaning leak onto his face, "When you're looking for something, you go that way.. That means you've got a lot more ahead of you from now on.."

Wonderful.. She mind-desked, her expression briefly displaying her hesitation, and intrigue, as his face turned completely serious, both of his hands now covering hers over her knees. "It won't be happy all the time; there'll be times where you'll be sad.. But no matter how painful or sad it is.. That doesn't mean that it's the end.."

She really.. Really needed to hear that.

"The end is when you give up, thinking it's impossible."

"Nothing is impossible.." she felt herself murmuring before she could control her mouth, and his briefly surprised face seemed to slowly melt into something more heartwarmingly pleased.

"You're always the one to decide that," he agreed softly, his smile was sweet again, and she felt a warmth curl around her chest like before.. "Not fate, or anyone else.. So," his fangs showed again in his bright, beckoning smile, and oh how she wanted to hug this man who reminded her of them- "It's not scary. So come out of your own world.." He smiled more seriously then, as if he had a hint of fatigue, "It's okay.. You can alway destroy the world.." He looked determined, and there was no other word for that glint in his eyes, the slightly firm hold on her hands or the set to his mouth as he smiled, "Destroy it, and then make a new world after that.." She slipped her hands around beneath his, and she found her fingers curling around the ridiculously big index fingers of his gloves, but he kept going, only cradling her hands with a more reassuring squeeze. "There's no end to the possibilities.."


He was very interested in the way Natasha was clinging to Nine's thigh, clearly uncomfortable with the new person that was drilling a hole through her head, though, he was even more interested when his Allmate, a sort of dog, bounded out from between his legs and bounded toward the child. He assumed the kid would jump, shout, or scramble for cover, but when the kid opened their arms with an entranced look on their face, he did a doubletake, watching his Allmate, Jaku, leap onto their torso and send to kid to his butt. The kid giggled.

"Aoba-chan likes allmates..?" Haruka giggled from above the child, the kid looking up at her with the most awe-struck expression he'd ever seen before returning to petting the dog, Jaku preening beneath the kid's touch with a thunder-happy tail and his synthetic tongue hanging out of his mouth. "He's very gentle," Jaku's light, happy voice startled the kid for only a split second, before he returned to petting him, a gleam of affection in his eyes as he cuddled into the Allmate's neck.

"Cute.." the child murmured, hugging the Allmate once more before begrudgingly standing and returning to Nine's side, head bowed in apology as he twiddled his thumbs. "Maybe I could get Aoba-chan an Allmate for his birthday..?" The kid lit up on the spot, and Jousuke had to flinch at the sudden energy seeping from the kid. "We'll see you later, Jousuke," Nine waved brightly to the pierced male as the child was tugged toward the elevator by his pink-haired girlfriend. Jousuke took one look at his Allmate, perturbed by his sudden peppy behavior, and furrowed his eyebrows. "Since when were you all cuddly with people you've never met?" "Don't even think about it," the dog warned him with an almost indignant sniff, narrowing his eyes in embarrassment, much like a tsundere, "Don't expect it to happen again.."

"Yeah, yeah," the brunette muttered, almost deadpanned as he opened the door to go inside, he did come out for a smoke, after all, "I'll check to see if you've got a weird bug or something later.." "Shut uuup.." Jaku muttered, ears pulled back as he hung his head, following his master dutifully.


"Fucking hell.." the voice muttered, clearly English, as he shook out his hair with a blubber noise, as if cleaning his mouth, and carefully straightening his back, then crouching a bit, as if in pain. As if sensing eyes on them, they stilled, hand spread silently over the wall of pictures, and slowly turned their body around. Natasha had sit up at this point, wide golden eyes pointedly staring at the person that was definitely not Arrow or Staff or Bao- Red eyes gleamed in the light, and Natasha felt her eyebrows furrow. He seemed.. Familiar..? Her bedroll was pooled around her lap, but the figure merely stared at her with bright, calculating eyes.. They wore a long sleeved, dark shirt, and pale, baggy jeans, with rips in the knee. He was barefoot, with a thin, set mouth, and a boyish face.. His hair was a chocolate brown, messy, and hanging to his shoulders.. He was leanly muscled, and had the softest tint of pink to his lips..

"Who are you..?"


"Seragaki Aoba," the headmaster spoke formally, looking to the spinning, dizzy golden eyes of the blue-haired child with a clear of his throat. "As soon as the week starts again, you will be attending class 6-A." Natasha shook her head quickly, blinking at the man in confusion. Though, he continued to speak, standing prim and proper as he started to list off several rules. "Classes begin at eight thirty and release at four. You'll have to wash the dye from your hair, as well as consider joining a-"

"Excuse me," Haruka interrupted quickly, cutting off the man, who went beat red in the face with multiple pairs of eyes on him in utmost seriousness. Haruka continued, seeing his disgruntled expression. "Aoba-chan's hair is naturally this color." The headmaster, with his blading black hair, could only blink at her slowly, not comprehending her words. It was Nine who finally sighed, and began to discuss school rules and regulation with the deadpanned headmaster. Haruka took Aoba's hand and, on Nine's instructions, went ahead to get mochi.

Natasha had never been more thankful to leave a school.