#kidoyah

[mendaxdays]

I dare you to punch or kiss Kido.

"Oh? That's an easy choice..." Well, no matter what, someone was gonna get punched-- it at this point, it was likely to be him. Delightful.

[mendaxdays]

　　　”WHAT?!” She felt she was starting to get warmer, unsure if it was frustration, embarrassement, or something else. "W–Why the janitor’s closet, Kano?!"

  "Shhh--" His hands to her back, he offered a ginger push in the direction of the closet. "Just go, just go, Danchou," If he wasn't speaking so fast, he would have noted how that rhymed, "We can talk in there--" His tone was quiet and hushed, despite the smile on his lips.

[mendaxdays]

prom || +kido

He was pretty sure he would get in trouble for this. Really, he was 99% sure about it. 

Tone light and smile wide, the young man folded a sheet of paper and made sure to stuff it deep in the pockets of his jacket before speaking, hopefully before she noticed, "Danchou~! I have a surpriiiiiise~" Oh, he was definitely going to get punched in the throat for this. Most definitely. 

[zioncityrp]

doki doki kido

ドキドキ キド ♡

–––no. you’ll be living in 10335 Nova Avenue, Central Zion, go go!

☠ spring mod

[mendaxdays]

"This is where it ends." :') (ok honestly idk)

Whenever Kano’s various deceptions started to falter, it was always the voice that was first to go— the last thing was always the appearance. He could keep that up the longest because it was the easiest for him to actually change. 

So, when he first heard those couple of words from his childhood friend’s mouth, it was of no surprise to himself that his usual guise of a confident voice had all but disappeared in favor of something weaker, something more vulnerable. “Ah, Danchou, wh-what a..." He wasn't going to say 'surprise.' It wasn't a surprise to him. At all, really. The clutch in his chest, the ringing of those words in his ears, all of it was dulled by his countless years of expectation and patience that one day this would happen. 

(Despite that, despite the fact the Kano would like to say he was prepared, he wasn't. Not as much as he wished he was.)

"...statement." He finished, rather lamely, his shoulders slack and his eyebrows draw in. His jaw was tight, but other than that it was the only show of the mild gut-twisting sickness he felt at the bottom of his stomach.

End. She had said it was the end, right?

A shrug of his shoulders, and he began the play-- that one of deceit and lies and trickery that he was pretty sure Kido had the entire script to at this point. A laugh from his lips, and that vulnerable voice of his deep down was buried even further with the scars and bruises of the past's pain; a wide smile, and that gnawing voice--

Another person gone.

You, you, you, you! A monster. It's ending, it's ended.

It's your fault.

It's your fault again.

--was back, louder than ever. He knew it wasn't going to end soon. At this point, he didn't have a reason for ignoring it anymore.

So, a turn on his heel, and--

"You're right. It's ended."