#sweet niragi

[niragisimp]

I'm sick and I have writer's block, but look at Dori with the porcupine hedgehog 😭❤️

[niragisimp]

(Sweet) Niragi x OC One shot

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Ayane remembered the time before the borderlands. She recalled a group of girls that would spill milk over her head at the lunch table, laughing as it dripped down her face and onto her lap. The teachers looked away for the most part, after all, their fathers' provided funding for the school. Getting them in trouble wouldn't get her anywhere except put a larger target on her back.

She remembers walking home one day, her hair clumping from not being able to wash it. A few girls waited for her in the bathrooms, shoving her away from the sink whenever she tried. "You know Ayane, there's one place where you could wash your hair..." They pointed to one of the toilets, laughing as Ayane held her tears back and ran out the door as fast as she could. She bumped into him then, a handsome boy she didn't recognize yet.

He was in his third year already, while she was in her first year of high school. He looked at her with pity, adjusting his glasses, and looked away quickly, carrying on. Nobody was going to help her.

She held her books tight to her chest as she kicked the rock in front of her, home was going to be just as bad. She took out her phone and looked at the time. "No new notifications. 4:32 PM." She sighed, another half hour, and her parents would be out of the house. She turned her head as she heard a loud grunt coming from under the bridge, her eyes coming across the boy from earlier, now with a bloodied nose.

The older students laughed, "Hey Niragi, stop moving! Otherwise, we'll make you eat it again! Urine rice!" He emphasized his last words as they all burst out into laughter again, enjoying his pain. She contemplated stepping in, but what could she really do against them? Her parents were no one, she hadn't any physical strength to fight them, but something in her pulled her there.

She clutched her books so tight that her knuckles turned white, slowly walking over to the boy they called Niragi. She placed a shaky hand on his arm, helping him up. She didn't say a word and kept her head down as she quickly led him away, taking his hand. The boys laughed from behind her, and she felt her face blush slightly as she looked at their hands, resting a top of one another.

From that day on, she always carried a second lunch with her, just in case. She was lucky she didn't rely on her parents for that, her part-time job seemed to finally pay off. She wasn't able to save as much, but that was alright. She did her best to watch out for the boys she saw, and whenever they went to Niragi's locker, she had an extra lunch ready for him. She wasn't sure why. She didn't pity him but felt resilience with him instead, just two victims being mercilessly bullied by those stronger.

Ayane opened her eyes to the sunset from her room, the Beach had already started their party. She recognized Niragi right away when she arrived, but he felt different than before, so she opted to keep her mouth shut. He looked different, with piercings, and had gotten rid of his glasses. His hair was longer, and she couldn't help but think to herself how cute she found it. She never got to tell him after all, that she had the biggest crush on him through his last two years of high school. She didn't see him after his graduation, though she left a note in his locker on the very last day, asking him to meet her. He never showed.

She looked different now too. She had lost a bit of weight, toning herself after high school. Her hair was different now, she dyed it and no longer kept it down, always tied up. She ate better, looked better, and had a scowl on her face to ward off anyone that approached her. That was how she liked it. She played with her hair in the mirror and noticed how badly her roots were showing. "Gonna have to redye it soon," she thought.

She threw on her shoes and headed out, wanting to get a run in before the party got worse. She began to make her laps around the compound, wishing her battery watch still worked in this place.

She rounded the corner and bumped into someone, knocking herself back on her butt. "Shit, sorry, I didn't see you th--" Her words stopped as a lump caught in her throat. Niragi. He had stumbled back a bit at your impact but was otherwise steady. "Watch where the fuck you're going." He spit out his words, gripping the butt of his rifle and gesturing for her to move. She took the hint and stood up quickly, standing out of his way and to the wall. "Fucking newbies..." He muttered, walking away. Even when threatening her, he still made her heart beat fast.

The games began that night and Ayane was put into a group of strangers. They went outside before introducing themselves, "I'm Kuina, nice to meet you!" She seemed perky, a relief considering how most people were here. "This is Chishiya, he doesn't talk much." She gestured over to the blonde man on the right of her, "I talk plenty." He muttered, shooting you a quick grin before getting into the car without waiting. "I'm Ayane." She smiled at Kuina, shaking her hand. They both got into the back, Kuina nodding to the driver to head off.

Niragi froze before getting into the car when he heard her say her name. It dawned on him, he knew her from high school, she was the one that always offered him her lunch. He never got why she always brought two with her, but he was just thankful to have a lunch without piss in it. His eyes followed their car as it rode off, snarling to himself as he saw Chishiya sitting next to her. He shrugged off his emotions, "Hope none of them come back tonight," he thought. He slammed the car door shut, placing his rifle in his lap. As much as he tried that night, he couldn't stop thinking about her.

The games went off without a hitch as Ayane and the whole team made it back that night. A Diamonds game, earning the four of them six more days on their visas. She was offered a high-five from Kuina, which she gladly took. Chishiya kept his hands in his pockets, grinning at the both of them as they shared a laugh. Kuina said goodnight on behalf of them both as Ayane parted ways with her and Chishiya, and she couldn't help but feel jealous of the two of them. Ayane noticed they were always together, even before she met them. She wished she had someone to confide in like that as she turned her head to the ground, feeling a slight pain surge through her heart.

She grabbed her chest lightly, steadying her breathing. "Being alone is best. Always." She repeated to herself over and over, swallowing her breath and closing her eyes. She could feel tears forming, and she recalled a time when she could be deemed weak. It didn't bring back good memories for her. She took a large breath and headed for the cafeteria, wanting a snack before she showered for the night.

Inside were a few girls, more like a clique, formed by Ayane's favorite chips. She approached them, "Excuse me," all the girls turned to look at her. "I just need to get some chips." They all silently eyed her up and down, bursting out laughing. One girl who Ayane didn't recognize swatted her hand in her direction, "Whatever. Go away." They turned their backs on her, giggling and muttering insults her way. "Like she needs chips..."

Ayane held her composure as she heard those god-awful words. Food was a sensitive topic for her and smiling, she grabbed the girl and spun her around much to her surprise. "Can I fucking help you, weirdo?" She yelled at her, but Ayane refused to flinch. She had been bullied enough before, and she wasn't about to get bullied here either.

Ayane smiled sweetly, before balling up her fist and smashing it right into the girl's jaw. "I said. I would like some of those chips." She held her smile as the girl dropped to the ground from the force, holding her face. The rest of the girls quickly moved apart, "Thank you so much!" Ayane said and she stood, holding the bag and opening it slowly, pulling out a chip and snapping it with her teeth, making sure to eye every single one of them as she chewed. "Be seeing you!" She said happily and she waltzed out, clutching her chips. Her face turned sour as she left, sighing and making her way to her room to finally get some peace.

The group of militants walked towards Ayane in the hallway as she moved to the side, making way for them to pass. Niragi's eye caught her figure as they walked, a small bag of chips in her hand. He noticed a small cut on her knuckle, fixing his gaze forward. His nose caught the slight scent of honey as he walked past her, making his heart skip a beat. A small anger rose up in him for reasons unbeknownst to him as they pushed their way into the cafeteria to see a girl sitting at a table surrounded by others. "Fucking bitch! Who does she think she is, lashing out like that?!"

Niragi recognized the girl holding her face. He had bed her once, or maybe a few times, but often paid her no mind. She wasn't important. Her eyes lit up when she saw him, practically running up to him to the other militants' dismay. "Niragi!! This girl, she just came up and hit me out of nowhere!" He raised an eyebrow, "... And?" She looked a bit taken aback but continued, "Well, I'm your girl, aren't I? Defend me! Go shot her or something!" He threw his head back in a roaring laugh, "My girl? I don't even know who the fuck you are!" He continued laughing, shoving her to the ground, joining the other militants at a table.

The group of girls left hurriedly after the first ran out of the cafeteria, almost in tears. Although he wasn't at all concerned about her, hell he didn't even know her name, his mind wandered to Ayane. He unwillingly looked back into his memories, Ayane was never one to lash out, much less to hit someone. He took a deep breath, silently standing up to the group's surprise. He walked out without a word, rifle in hand. His eyes fluttered over to where he saw her last, "Of course she's gone already," he thought.

He opted to head for his room, but laughter caught his attention from down the hall. He walked up out of curiosity from around the corner, rage building in him quickly as he saw the girls from earlier, as well as Ayane. Three girls were holding her back as another poured milk over her head, all laughing at her. He was about to swing his rifle around when a leg kicked up, plunging into a girl's stomach. He held back, even a bit shocked to see Ayane let out a kick like that. This wasn't the girl he knew from before. She was fiercer, stronger, more beautiful... He pulled himself out of his thoughts as he saw Ayane grab another girl's hair, smashing her face against the wall and pinning her arm behind her back.

Their ring leader saw Niragi, running up to him, "Thank goodness! Niragi, do something!" He cocked his head to the side as Ayane dropped the girl, taking a few steps back. He could see she was ready to fight but turned his attention back to the first. "Alright. Since you asked so nicely." He took his rifle and swung the butt into the random girl's face, the force throwing her into the floor. She screamed, blood searing through her lips, "W-why..."

He paid no mind as he calmly walked up to Ayane, gently placing his hand on her arm, "Come on. We're leaving." His tone shocked the women around him, Ayane even holding her breath. "O-okay, Niragi..." The rest of the girl's moved out of the way quietly as Niragi walked Ayane down the hall, neither of them looking back. They walked in silence to Niragi's room, him gesturing for her to sit down.

He sat across from her, his rifle down by his feet. For what felt like forever, they remained silent, taking each other in. She stared into his eyes and opened her mouth to speak, suddenly noticing her mouth was dry. "Niragi... You look different." She flashed a nervous smile, sinking her head down. She could hear him clear his throat, "Yeah... So do you." She suddenly felt herself get nervous and began playing with her hands, unable to look at him. "Not like, bad different, but good different." She began to backtrack, "But not like that good different! I mean, not that THAT good, but still good in a way, a-and," she tripped on her words, unable to form a proper sentence as her throat closed up.

She hadn't noticed Niragi had stood up until he outstretched his hand toward her. She took it without thinking, immediately feeling her face flush. Even in this hellish world, she never held a guy's hand before. He tugged on her arm, silently asking her to stand. She obliged without another thought and he smiled. Not the Niragi smile everyone saw when he felt a little crazy, but a smile that reminded her of the Niragi she knew once. A kind smile.

"Ayane, I'm glad you're here." He hung on his words and she could feel her face blush, "Y-you are?"

He looked into her eyes, "Ayane," he let out a breath he had been holding in, she tilted her head to the side curiously, seemingly devolving back into her high school self. "Yes?" Her heart started beating faster as she noticed his face was mere inches from her, slowly leaning in. She could feel his breath resting on her lips as she closed her eyes, feeling the softness of his lips placed themselves on hers. She could feel her heart beat rapidly as his tongue forced its way into her mouth, his arm tightening around her waist.

She wrapped her arm around his neck, feeling like she was in a dream. Her high school self would've been screaming right now. He broke his lips off of hers for a moment, cupping her face to look at him. "Ayane... Let me protect you, this time." She silently nodded, squeezing the hand on her waist.

If anyone's hands were to hold her life in them, she was glad it was Niragi's.

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