#kyouhito

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i take the shinkami and i take the kamijirou then BAM shinkamijirou

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Imagine Hitomi’s living on her own for the first time and having a rough go of it without her family’s wealth to back her up. She feels about as out of place as she looks when browsing a dollar store near her new home. Long time employee Kyoko is amused at first as Hitomi marvels at generic brands and seemingly good deals but her amusement starts to give way to a bit of a crush before long. 

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"So what kind of fork is this, Kyoko?" 

"One that's not big enough for steak." 

"Close enough." 

Hitomi was frantically trying to get Kyoko up to speed on proper table manners, it was only a matter of time before her family would want to meet her. They'd thrown such a fuss when they first heard their little girl was in love with another girl, and while she'd managed to calm them they'd eventually want to see any potential new family member at a formal dinner. 

Kyoko's rough charms and boyishness were the kind of thing Hitomi really went for, but her family would only see these rugged, wonderful qualities as flaws and if the chemistry they'd been having for the past year was going to go anywhere in the future she wanted badly to have her family's approval. 

The redhead was trying her hardest but for quite awhile now the only processes she had to go through involving food was shoving it into her mouth unceremoniously and looking for the next morsel to repeat the process. So many different forks and spoons just seemed like a hassle but she had at least gotten the general idea of what was what. 

"Rich people turn eating into school, why?" Groaning and laying her head on the table, she'd find herself face-to-face with Hitomi when she looked up. Resting her forehead gently against that of her girlfriend's, she'd close her eyes. 

"So what happens if your folks don't like me?" It was rare to hear Kyoko really worry about anything, and Hitomi wanted nothing more than to soothe her fears. Gently kissing her, she would push aside the various forks and spoons and take a seat in front of her on the table. 

"They just won't be invited to the wedding, that's all." 

[hidekanez-remade-lawl]

i filled up my notebook and these are all the madoka magic drawing B)

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The arcade was loud, filthy, and full of the kind of low-quality cheap food that probably had no nutritional value whatsoever. It was against everything Hitomi stood for and yet it also drew her curiosity. Like a moth she'd keep walking outside and moving up to the window for a look only to walk away and repeat the process.

On one such occasion there would be a young redhead with a cheerful fanged smile on the other side of the window. Startled by this sight, Hitomi would back away and stumble falling onto her rear. At first the girl inside would be laughing uncontrollably, but eventually she would poke her head outside the door a little. "You okay?"

Hitomi was in no mood to humor this girl who had caused her to fall, but it wasn't long before she inched closer to the door to try and see further inside. "How do you have fun in such a noisy place?" She would ask. Holding the door open and leaning against it, Kyoko would gesture with her other arm towards the inside. 

Slowly but surely she'd step inside, walking beside Kyoko who would be giving her a grand tour. Occasionally an arcade machine they passed would make a random which would scare Hitomi and her screaming would make it hard for Kyoko to hold in laughter. 

"There's no way I'm getting on that thing."

"Okay, that's fine."

"Really?"

"Yeah. But if you don't get up here I'm telling the servers over at the food court that it's your birthday."

It seemed that threat didn't quite land the way Kyoko had hoped, and she'd shake her head slightly at Hitomi's innocence. When she explained a bunch of overworked, underpaid waiters were going to sing at her with fake enthusiasm loud enough for everyone to hear the green-haired girl would hastily jump up to the second dancing pad. 

She had a surprising sense of rhythm despite a rocky start, and pretty soon Kyoko was actually having to try rather than just humoring her. By the time the night was drawing to a close Kyoko was doing anything she could to keep Hitomi around just a bit longer. She could care less about stuffed animals but she kept urging Hitomi to win her teddy bears from claw machines or appealing to her pride to trick her into contests. 

"I should be going, I have school tomorrow."

The distress was visible in Kyoko's eyes, she didn't have a phone she could use to call Hitomi and people that were important to her rarely returned if they left. 

"I keep forgetting other people still go there. I'll probably be here later if you wanna hang out again." She tried to seem aloof about the whole thing, leaning against a nearby machine and chewing loudly on the first snack food she found when browsing her hoodie pockets. 

As soon as Hitomi had left, Kyoko would tightly hug the stuffed animal in her arms while watching the retreating form from the window. Unexpectedly the toy would squeak and startle the redhead who would toss the toy. "Fuck off." 

After a few moments of silence she would hastily retrieve the toy and dust it off. 

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Imagine Kyoko is a well-known mechanic in town. Just learning to drive and not all that good at it yet, Hitomi often comes in to get repairs done on the family car. Kyoko doesn't dress or act anything like the girls Hitomi is used to, and what started out as interest is slowly becoming a crush.