Will You Be Mine?

by Lady Fairy Moth

There are a few ways to get into a guy's heart but I know this one? it's about feeding his sweet tooth to catch his eye. This was written for White day starting on Valentine's day going to the day in question.

Author's note: Wow, this hit me like a freight train, and I knew the ship is super small, but I must write it. I have another story to do with this ship, but it's one of the things I want to do, but this I'm going on a limb and hoping that people read it. Anyway, I own nothing but the plot and the pc I write this story.

Mikoto's Perspective

Her home was a buzz of activity. Her mother was making her a snack. She had just come back a bit late from her part-time job and had missed dinner, but the money she made was worth the extra work as well as the people I helped along the way. That woman with the missing child, that man who met his soulmate due to my prediction. After that last little run-in with Saiki, where she almost got used by that crime syndicate, she became more careful about not giving accurate predictions with everyone but with the ones that need it. Lost kids and finding love for others are noble causes. Hmmm, love, is that something that's been on my mind lately.

My thoughts were revolving around one person. The time of year still a little chilly, but she knew what was happening next week. And She has been on my mind for the longest time. She didn't know how she was going to do it, but she would. Looking up at the ceiling lying on my bed, she has just come back from work. It had been a long day, most of my thoughts were all over the place, but I expected as much. Valentine's day was around the corner. He was for all intents and purposes like a diamond. Perfect but cold. He's made it clear coming on too strong annoys him. But she knew she had to make a move while she still could.

But at the same time, when I'm not, he doesn't mind my company and compliments my actions and tactics. Even has accepted a hug from me and doesn't have an issue. My love rival is shy, Terukoko, worse believe she claims to love him but doesn't know him from Adam. You can't love someone because they aren't stunned by your looks, and they "play hard to get." Love is seeing them as they are, and still, like them regardless. When you Want to be around them when regardless of everything being tedious or exciting, being near them feels right. Love is something you feel rooted within you. I've seen love people in love and have seen love in action. What she feels she knows it's blossoming in her heart the time that we spent together. Raising herself off the bed and going to my computer, she knew what she had to do. And if lucky, this will start a crack of affection from him if there's any hope at all.

She looks all over the internet checked recipe after recipe. She knew what he liked, so she wanted to make this special. He knows how she feels, not the depth or how genuine those feelings are. This is my chance. And my opportunity to get him to see me as something more. She had to give this my all and try my hardest. This is my Mr. Right on the line, and she needs to take this seriously, no half-assing, or trying to downplay or make a weak attempt. She understood him, know him and what he is, and what he could be.

It took a few days to prep and tested my idea since I didn't want to give him chocolates that tasted horrible. This is her shot showing and proving the truth of her love and affection. Right now, he just sees her like a lovesick perv. She can see it in his eyes sometimes. She needed and wanted to show him why love isn't pointless and something special enough to let your guard down for. She knows he doesn't trust her; he just sees her as someone that can help him. She didn't remember his past, but she knows his future, regardless of his power.

Regardless of everything else, she understood him well, he may not want to show his ability to help others, but she still recognized it. He always helps people whether they know he helped or not. His first instinct is to help someone even if he acts like it's not. She can tell from the distance she has to be able to read his aura. That just the way Saiki holds himself made it clear that something within him, something inside him, doesn't want to be unique or special. He wants to be just like everyone else at the end of the day. Had a good heart, and men like that are hard to come by; that's why I like him. I doubt anyone else on earth could understand what his powers put him through, what he hears, what he sees, what he understands. He reads everyone's thoughts, so he's disillusioned and mostly tired of us, and he knows the worst and best of people. The way the mind others have their most authentic selves.

Sigh, I admit I would have a bleak outlook too and wouldn't want to make friends if I were in his shoes. If she could hear every single person's thoughts, the range, and level of his power, it's almost that of a God. She could understand she really sees it from his eyes and that he probably doesn't see himself as human anymore. But at the same time, he deserves to be happy just like everyone else. He deserves everything he's done to have a happily ever after with someone who understands him. Not someone who will have to hide his powers from for the rest of his days, or if they did tell, they would abuse the heck out of his own strength if anyone other than me knew what his power was? They would try to manipulate him abuse it. They wouldn't get too far were talking about Saiki here, after all. It would end in his mistrust in others not only justified but rational before he erased himself out of the memories of everyone on the planet. Minus his family so more distrusting him than he already has and people at the end.

Thinking about everything that had been happening this year so far, she was probably the only person who never asked anything of him. She never asks for anything. Even Reita asked for favors of him. She never asks for anything at all, since she feels that favors are unnecessary. All she wants is his time, which is the difference, and even then, she asks for his time up and doesn't force him to be around me. She doesn't push. She just accepts and waits on my time on him, which luckily enough to see me, but hopefully, with these? Chocolates she makes and the notes, she leaves. She makes a case she gives him at least a kernel of understanding that my feelings are genuine. And that she genuinely loves him. But at the same time, she wants him to feel the same for her. To love and not be loved in return. Well, she rather not dwells on it.

For today she was going to look her best. Only some light make-up on her face, nothing too excessive or over of the top, and she had to make sure that her hair was the nicest it had ever been. Looking into the mirror, wanting to make sure she looked as good as she wanted to feel. She was going to wearing her uniform the way it was supposed to be. She needs to be early to leave the chocolate on his desk with the note, and the beautiful presentation had to be just perfect. The note She wrote to go alongside those chocolates well that she wracked her brain over until she makes something thoughtful and beautiful. She only hopes that's enough. Placing the box of chocolates on his desk and putting my phone in front of me on the desk. Right now, she just has to hope, and fate is on her side.

Kusuo's Perspective

Since I woke up today, I have felt that I was on pins and needles. Like something or someone was going to be a nuisance. The hair on the back of my neck and my arms stood on end. I felt a warm breeze, and that made my fears more real as I could hear everyone's thoughts about Valentine's day and who will give them chocolates. With the buzz in certain guys' minds about if or who Teruhashi would give her chocolates if I did at all. I was well known far and wide for not dating just anyone being interested in just anyone either.

I could care less about today; it was just another day. And I had only to bear it until I can go home. Walking into the classroom, people were milling around my desk and asking them politely to move. Whatever it was had everyone's thoughts muted the shock of whatever it was leaving their minds blank. Lovely silence on how I wish you were a permanent aspect of my life. On my table their it was a heart-shaped box tied up with a beautiful ribbon and bow with a note peeking out of the ribbon based on the work and dedication. This is why everyone was swarming my desk and now focused on me, specifically with Kaidou and Nendou watching with shock. I'm speechless. Who would send me chocolates much something this elaborate and well thought? Essentially confessing something, no one would do something this grand for a friend or an acquaintance; this is going to be a love confession. I almost didn't want to open it. Half tempted to chuck the box in the garbage. But the thoughts had rampant, and all the people present were curious who would send him of all people chocolates.

If I don't open it, I will be seen as rude. If I throw it away, I will be seen as heartless and will be the target of others' ire. Someone so cruel to stomp on the affection of someone else. The problem is I like my position within the school wholly overlooked and forgotten about. It's the perfect spot of normalcy, not too popular, not that unpopular. A nameless so and so that people overlooked and only thought of if there is a class project or assignment an unknown extra like the ones in the class whose names, I don't know. What I would love to be in their shoe and be the wallflower so forgettable that my name never comes to mind even though we have been in class together for months. Bite the bullet, as the saying goes. Gently unwrapped the chocolate taking the note to read it first.

Dear Kusuo,

I know you didn't expect a box of chocolates from anyone, much less something so heartfelt, but I thought you would like it. Since I made them, especially for you, there's a hint of different coffee flavors. I know your love of coffee jelly, so I thought you would love this too. It's both a thank you for the other day and to genuinely show you my affection. I know what you're like, and I will never give up, showing you my love and that I care about you. Will you be my valentine?

Yours's truly,

Aiura Mikoto

I felt shocked more now than ever before opening up the box. I could feel the slaps on the back from my male classmates' congrats, and I swear I heard a stomp from Teruhashi; I barely noticed her entrance: I was shocked at the sentimental chocolates. The note itself seems like a glaring light that needs to be seen. I feel like a robot that can't comprehend the problem in front of me, that she loves me—putting one of the chocolates to taste and feeling a genuine smile at how good the chocolate taste. Light mile chocolate is offset by the taste of mocha coffee flavor mixed in. Noticing that she left a chart of the flavors she put in the box, I felt my eyes get large. Realizing that he was going to teleport home so he can eat these privately, no one needs to see my sweet tooth in person.

Looking in her direction, but she wasn't looking in my direction, but the deep blush on her face and the headphones on denoted she was trying to avoid the gossip that was happening all around the classroom. When this whole thing feels out of character, that Aiura was more likely to do a forcible kiss. The memory is almost floating to the top; the less I think about the time she was naked in my bed, the better. But this? This was altogether a kind and sweet act, and I didn't know what to say to her, and now? I had the choice of rejecting her or accepting it.

Considering how my other classmates are feeling, I have to take this seriously. Especially if the jealous thoughts and the happy congratulatory thoughts. Realizing some guys are just as attracted to her and rejecting her advances would be a similar stunt as rejecting Teruhashi for a date. If maybe a step down from it. Either way, I would confront her about this privately, whether at lunch or after school.

"Well, look at you! Romeo in the flesh! Mikoto likes you! What are you going to do about it?" Fighting off the desire to facepalm at the people asking me questions and wondering why they felt the need to be nosy and ask what I was going to do? It's none of their business.

"Yeah, Saiki, that's a quality girl there. I wouldn't say no if she has feelings for me instead. Look at her."

I was hoping if I don't speak up, they take the hint or realize I'm thinking things over. Or that the whole thing

But they kept yammering, talking about what I should and shouldn't do at least until the first class started, but no one seemed to focus on the lesson for this class. Simultaneously, Mikoto seemed to be blushing and not listening to the peanut gallery talking about me asking her out and soon. With Teruhashi feeling better and about to give me her chocolates. Her thoughts claiming that since I wasn't talking about it, showing some happiness about this. Meaning I don't have feelings for Aiura in return, meaning that if she gave me her chocolates, I would be more receptive and tell her right away that I return her affection. I could feel my eyes roll at the presumption of Teruhashi. I thought, considering those are cheap store-bought chocolates, if she gave me thought more than five seconds, I might take her seriously. If she gives them to me by the end of the day, I know one thing. I would purposely misinterpret those just to make her get a picture of my lack of interest. How is it that she is okay with Hairo Kineshi's lack of interest in her but not mine? I don't understand. I sincerely do not understand how the fact of me not fawning over is an issue when his complete uninterest seems not to bother her in the slightest. Bring the of what I'm supposed to do and what would be the best outcome.

I never took notice of or took their affections seriously, not Aiura's, not Teruhashi's, especially not Yumehara, for as brief as that was. Since it felt like it was just forced by reality to screw with me just another to cause more strife and nonsense? When it seemed it being me wasn't enough. So, taking them and their affection for me at face value was not something I was ever mentally preparing to do. I assumed I would go on to college to live the typical life without dealing with the fact someone would care for me on that level. And being honest with myself, I don't know if I'm capable of loving someone in that way. I had seen my parents loving relationship and even my grandparents' relationship. Still, to me, it always seemed like it was idealized and not something I could ever see for myself.

The school day seems to go on forever, with the whole school seemingly interested in my love life. With nudges and smirks from my classmates and guys, I didn't know were doing finger guns in my direction. And some of them saying the way to go. My god, could any of this being more clichés and a pain in my ass. Reita proving his point at being the most annoying person in my life, decided he was going to corner me at lunch to talk to me about the fact that Mikoto and I were about to start dating I should help him next.

I knew that if I didn't speak to him now, he was going to make a scene in the lunchroom. Meeting him the spot he was going to ambush me at. I stood and waited. Losing Kaidou and Nendou in the process grateful to not hear their thoughts of slight jealousy at my getting chocolates and not them. More from Kaidou, who was trying to figure his chocolates out like a scavenger puzzle, and honestly, Yumehara needs to be direct about her affections instead of going everywhere with the point. Because Kaidou doesn't assume a girl would have interested him, his fantasy takes center stage in his thoughts. The point stands I can't tell Reita is going to make this all about him, and I can already tell everyone, and their mother was going to keep asking about what am I going to do?

And considering I had no clue, it made me more annoyed that everyone keeps asking me about how I felt or that I would say yes if they were in their place. Otherwise, the female half of the student body were confused. For all intents and purposes, Mikoto was higher on the social ladder was up at the higher rungs since she transferred here. She was Popular and well-liked for all intents and purposes are a really popular girl; why would she be interested in a no-name like me is what's probably and is going through all of their minds. And realistically, it makes perfect sense if you don't know any details about either of us. Both of us together seem like our pairing as wine and brownies. But if I know anything? Odd pairings can make sense sometimes, my parents being the example that springs to mind. She's sweet and goodness incarnate, and he's worthless scum who loves her dearly. But that, for now, was a moot point. The odd couple of aesthetics aside, her popularity and the fact she was interested were focusing on me more than ever.

Mikoto was a few steps down Teruhashi, but only because Teruhashi was "such a force of nature," I still don't get it. She seemed like another pretty face abusing her looks for her personal gain tries to make herself seem perfect, but making it clear she will no date anyone who can't make the amount of money that would allow not to have to work a day in her mind. She is vapid but thinks she is not. She sees herself as perfect, but she, in reality, is underneath. She is a spider trying to trap a meal.

Waiting for Reita, thankfully, everyone seemed to be interested in their stomachs more than what the heck is going with my life as I could hear the thoughts of everyone wondering what was on the menu for today. Considering I was near on the nearly forgotten staircases in the school near the occult club room.

"Well, well, well, Saiki. I thought you weren't interested in Mikoto. Considering how many times you spurned her advances. I was just about to bite the bullet and ask her out again." Reita looking slightly angry and annoyed, raising an eyebrow at the statement since Mikoto had stomped his, and his interest in her was quashed from their first meeting.

"You two bicker and hate each other why are you lying to me?"

"Well, you're the one trying to get with one of the hottest girls in school. It's not my fault. I'm mad at your luck. Right now."

"I haven't decided anything; you assuming that you know what I'm going to do before I do myself."

"Why are you even acting like it's a contest? She's hot, you're homely at best, and she has enormous tits that half the student body wanted to use as pillows! Why are you acting like you shouldn't just test the waters? She is crazy about you! It's your God-given duty to abuse it and have your kicks."

Halfway through his mini-speech, I was tuning him out, the sexism and the outright misogyny in what he was talking about, making me want to hit him square in the jaw. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do. But grossly misusing someone's affection for me ? was not on the list of things I wanted to do or act on. Especially not because of "the sage advice of a creepy pervert with the bandana," to abuse the affection and apparent love of a girl. Who I at least feel slight warmth for to not letting me die to a bunch of gangsters. Who figured out that she was the real deal, no doubt what she was thanking him for? Wondering what she even saw in me that made her like me, much less love me like she is claiming with every moment, I felt myself wondering why I never asked why she believes I was her Mr. Right of all people.

"Are you going to talk to me, or are you going to avoid me?"

"For now? I'm going to head into lunch, but at least now you won't cause a scene at lunch. I'll see you at another time Reita, hopefully, a long while away."

"if you think I won't stop asking about this. You got another thing coming!"

The gods, I hope, are listening. I swear when he's not trying to be a pervert, he thinks he's my bestie in the school, and both aspects are horrible, but this is insane. It's none of his business what does or doesn't happen between Aiura and me.

"I'm your best friend; at least listen to what I'm saying."

"You are not. If it were up to me, you would forget all about me if only for the peace of my mind."

"Fine, be that way. blow the chance with a girl who has already show herself to be very loose when it comes to you." I could mentally see the vivid picture of his mind calling Mikoto some rather unsavory terms but considering her actions and the fact, and she seems solely focused on me. I felt almost an inkling of wanting to defend her. She works honestly at her part-time job, considering I'm sure her coworkers are not. She was direct about her attraction to me, but I never asked her why or how she heard about me and came to find me at all. I just accepted her presence without questioning why.

Realizing that it's easier to tell her in her thoughts that I wanted to see her after school at my place and to stay clothed. Noticing her jump, I could see that no matter how many times I let her know the scope of my abilities, she still gets spooked by them. But she recovered at the thought she would be there.

The rest of the day seemed to crawl by. And the assignments seeming to pile up, but considering what today was? There was no shock there. The teachers live to see other people have misery on valentine's day.

Walking side by side companionably a few blocks away from school, figuring out a way to ditch Nendou and Kaidou again so that they would not spread the word that I saw Mikoto on my own at my home. Even though we're talking in the living room, reaching my home and opening the door, not also wasting time pulling out my keys is with telekinesis; I can open the door with little to no problems. Asking her as politely as I could to sit down on the couch.

"Are you going to come right out and ask me the questions you want to ask me or?" Mikoto looked me in the eyes, slightly blushing, looking at me at the corner of her eyes. Her heart was racing, and her thoughts were fast.

"I got a half a dozen questions, but I'll ask the most important one now. Why have you set your sights on me? What on this earth possessed you to conclude I'm your Mr right of all people?"

"You want to know now? Really? Alright. Well, to be honest with you? I had a premonition. It was about the not so distant future." Her voice taking a dreamy quality of her happiness and her honesty shocked me.

"I was in college with a boyfriend, a guy I had been dating for a while. He was stern but sweet. He would never show that soft side to anyone, but with me, the barrier came down. I just felt comfortable being myself, and he was too."

The pointed look said who she saw in her vision was me. The blush on her face being even more potent, she had been more bashful. If it's about physicality, showing all of herself, she was more comfortable; she had no shame about how she looked and her own body. How others saw her and assumed she was slutty, she just unashamed and didn't care much. But emotions being vulnerable and honest having to adjust she didn't like. Even if her thoughts currently seem to be chaste.

"So, a vision of a future that you know will come to pass is what brought you here?"

"Yeah, something like that. Plus, your aura is a bit like honey. It's sweet, and in enticing; once you have a taste, you can't help but get stuck on it. And the thing something about you pulls people to you to want to be around you and get to know you. But not all of it is as sincere or from a place of genuine affection, and you know that better than anyone. That and that version of you made my heart race. I decided to meet you now. And those feeling blossomed regardless of your kind of a guy that's easy to love you do know that right."

Apparently, I felt myself get annoyed by that fact. Others find me to be loveable.

"Look, you can reject me or accept the chocolates and being my valentine's. Honestly, I just wanted to express how I felt. I know you don't do romance. You made that abundantly clear." I raised my eyebrows, wondering where the expressive vocabulary had come from.

"But I wanted to show my feelings without coming on too strong genuinely. Anyway, I got to get to work. The sad and lonely will want their love predictions tonight more than ever." She, for her part, looked strong and had a smile on her face, but there was a waver, and her thoughts seemed slightly sad, assuming a rejection outright from him next month. And I was still undecided. However, considering her vision and the consistent and constant validity of her premonitions. The fact she foresaw us together. It just didn't sound like me. Or like something I would do. I didn't like the fact Mikoto was acting on a premonition and not choosing for herself. Instead of just acting on her own. Finding someone who was worthy of her love and attention. Just because a vision showed you a future didn't mean it had to come to pass, right? But the more I tried to convince myself, and I could avoid it or ignore her vision as wishful thoughts. She's a real deal oracle. She has never been wrong, nor had she ever forced her presence as much as I want to say she was a pest. She rarely intrudes on my life and makes herself at home. She was sweet other than coming off too strong; she wasn't someone I really knew.

"I'll give you my decision next month, but tomorrow at lunch, you can sit with me if you want to."

"Maybe you do have a heart after all."

"Don't make me regret this."

From then on, we spent more time together. I figured out how her vision had come to pass. She wasn't pretending to be anything she wasn't. All she did was try to talk to me; she would act flirtatious, but it seemed to be in front of Teruhashi, which made her less inclined to invite herself over to my house as much as I don't want to admit it out loud much less even to myself. She was sweet and understanding. Like there were times I wondered about her angle, but she seemed genuine to be understanding and be an ear.

I knew my choice didn't mean I wanted to eat crow. I didn't really get romance, much less the idea of friendship, but Mikoto was a better friend than I expected out of her. She didn't hold back, was honest with her feelings about her future as much as I didn't like it. She brought up good points and even gave me a way to enjoy things I usually would be allowed to because everyone's thought spoiled most tv shows and movies for me, which I didn't think of myself, foreign shows. Or that he can watch something old that no one could spoil with their thoughts. For once, I smiled, and I didn't know how to feel or what to do. But I did know I wouldn't be rejecting her, and what happens from here? I just didn't know. But I did know one thing when I tell her I better mentally prepared for the level of affection I will get from her.

Final note: Now, how was that? Seriously comment, favorite leave a kudos, subscribe, and follow! Do all those things to show your support. Particularly if you like the story because honestly, I'm kind of losing my motivation to keep writing, so every little bit helps. And I'm placing this both AO3 and FFN. This ship is a tiny fricking boat, and I'm willing to captain the ship if you'll have me. I actually have another fic in me, but this and the main fic need more attention for me to write. In the end, I kind of have to know. Before I commit to writing somewhat that there is a demand before I put in the energy to write out the idea. Before anyone asks, I really don't like Teruhashi if you read my other works. You will notice that I see her kind of like a spider. The fact she won't date a guy who doesn't at least make 30 million yen a year. And the fact she didn't seem to have a life plan or a real goal but marry the main character. Yeah, that's a gold digger. I know how many people love her. but I could never like her.