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"Don’t you always?" Rin mumbled, though his tone alluded to the silent of course I will to Miyuki’s silent statement through his smile. It wasn’t like Rin didn’t already know Kazuya would do whatever he wanted, and if he were being honest with himself, it always ended up well for them. Of course, that left the question as to what Kazuya would want to do this time. Despite the tone he would use, there were quite a few times he had fooled Rin into thinking they would be doing something intimate, when they were, in fact, not. It was always a damn guessing game.

"Then, I’m going to do what I want, too," And really, he knew Kazuya had been luring him into it, with this position and how close they were, their noses brushing against each other. Really, he was just asking for Rin to close that gap and press his lips to Kazuya’s, a feeling he hadn’t felt in such a long time.

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❖ 　— A kiss. A regular, familiar gesture between the intimate, but certainly one that hadn’t been used by either of them in.... well, a long time, as Rin thought. The time and distance couldn’t have been helped much, but to both of their advantage it wasn’t something easily forgotten; just like how with a few pedals forward one can ride a bike as if they never stopped, their mouths matched each other in fluid motions, pushing and pulling, easing and following through an unspoken rhythm only the two of them would ever know.

The separation was slow, as if reluctant, but their bodies remained flush against one another while Miyuki rolled his head back, opening his eyes languidly. Taking a good look at Rin, he couldn’t help but chuckle, not out of ridicule or irony, but genuine happiness. “You missed me, right?”

#after 7000 years.#~miyuki #miyurin1

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Under the cut; self-explanatory. A more in-depth muses page with profiles is in construction! To be completed... hopefully soon.

This time around, punkass bishounen! What a surprise!

Wolfram von Bielefeld--Kyou Kara Maou

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Logically, Haruka probably should have expected that on such a sunny (yes, he confirmed that the light filtering through the water was, in fact, sunlight) day, there would be humans around. He supposed it was because Rin always said there was no one around, Haru had assumed that there would be no one around. And there wasn’t - not in his line of sight at least. And not at first. When he first broke the surface, he hadn’t seen anyone around, which was surprising for such a nice day, but perhaps it was one of those “weekday” things, and all the humans were at lessons or working. But Rin had also been right, as had Nagisa - the human world was amazing. From what he could tell, at least. His eyesight, while underwater, was phenomenal, but above the surface, he found himself straining to see the length he could in the water. Maybe it was the brightness of the sun that was preventing him from seeing as well. It was, after all, much darker under the ocean’s waves.

Moving a bit closer to the land was the dangerous part, but Haru didn’t feel a sense of dread or fear until he saw the figure on shore. A human. And he had been spotted.

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❖ 　— It couldn't be real. It shouldn't be real. It was probably just a trick of the eyes, the sun glinting on the water in all the right ways, just enough to deceive... even though the figure wouldn't go away. In fact, it was stock still.

Well, it wasn't impossible to be realistic and an optimist.

Miyuki was a man of science, a science of the most dangerous kind. And of course, he was good at it, like most things he had ever tried. His skill in the area could be allotted to all that time under the watchful eye of his mentor, or perhaps his natural affinity for precision--but the most plausible factor would be his tendency to challenge the bounds and limits known to man.

And speaking of man... In possibly the best or worst scenario, the form within the water wasn't one. From the top up, all features seemed human, and he wouldn't have figured anything out of the ordinary, if it weren't for what he had perceived to be a tail.

As if he was dealing with a skittish animal, Kazuya's movements slowed drastically, and he lowered himself to the ground with great care. He adjusted his glasses and cast a level squint into the horizon, crouching over the sand.

Now, what will you do?

#ur move fishboy.......#~miyuki #miyuharu1

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He probably could have predicted that Kazuya would simply tug him down just to get the redhead closer. He probably should have. The fact that he didn’t was a downfall (quite literally, too), and caused his cheeks and ears to flush the slightest bit at their close proximity, almost nose-to-nose. Benefits of being the same height, or almost the same height, as your boyfriend, right? Or, in Kazuya’s case, made it all the more easy to tease Rin endlessly, which was more common than not in their time together. "That sounds dirty, coming from you." Rin found his words coming out mumbled, unintentionally making eye contact with the catcher beneath him. Ah, shit… Kazuya’s eyes were one of his favourite things about the brunet. Not brown, but almost golden. Granted, his own red eyes weren’t quite normal, but Kazuya’s were a different type of strange. A good type.

"What do you intend to do, then, huh?” He was almost afraid to know, but you know what they say. Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back… or something like that.

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❖ 　— He laughed brightly at Rin's comment. It was perfectly normal for the things that came from Miyuki Kazuya's mouth to sound "dirty," and it was always, always on purpose. He was too self-aware to do those things unconsciously, and he derived more fun from it knowing fully well what kind of reactions he could elicit if he tossed a word here and twisted a tone there.

So, whether or not his motives were pure or not was left up to the imagination, really. One arm was thrown over the swimmer's shoulder and the other settled into the small of his back, keeping him perfectly encased. Kazuya tilted his head up so their noses just barely met, eyes never leaving Rin's.

"I'm going to do what I want."

Simple finality. No intentions, just confidence. A smile that seemed to say, And I know you're going to let me. What he "wanted" and what would follow suit, only time would tell.

#miyurin1 #~miyuki #i hate formatting.

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"Don’t go up to the surface, Haru-chan," Thinking about his late grandmother’s words, Haru snorted to himself. As if he would want to. Living under the water was like a dream, why would he ever want to leave it? He never got tired of being in the water; it was relaxing."Haru, come to the surface with me next time I go!" That had been something Rin had said just last week. He had tried to get Makoto to go with him as well, but Makoto was too afraid of the surface to even want to see it. Haruka was sure he had convinced Nagisa to go with him, because Nagisa had been nothing but excitement and bubbles for two days - Rin’s latest excursion to the surface. Stupid shark. He was going to get caught by a human some day, and it would definitely be up to Haru, Makoto and Nagisa to save him."Haru-chaaaan, the surface is so pretty! You would love it! Please come with us next time!” The surface…. why would he ever want to go… But glancing up, Haru could see the reflection of the… he’s sure that was the sun, it was so bright. But there had been nights where the moon was unimaginably bright he had been unable to fall asleep. It didn’t matter; he could see the brightness of the surface world breaking through the shallower waves, the light dissipating the further it went down. Nagisa’s words echoing in his mind, Haru swam towards the surface, pale blue tail propelling him to the brighter edges of the water. Just a look wouldn’t hurt, right? There would definitely be no humans around.

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❖ 　— Miyuki had grown up in a landlocked city. It was large and bustling and full of life, a grand playground for someone as curious as him. His youth was decent, but plain. His needs were satisfied, but his wants strove for something more--and every merchant he'd encounter with precious stones and dyed carpets would always, unfailingly, tell him stories of the sea.

It wasn't until well after he stood higher than his mother and his voice pitched lower than before that Kazuya had finally met the ocean.

He had long since left his family behind in favor of his freedom, and though it had been rough--apprenticeship here, resources there, no reason to truly stay anywhere--it was enjoyable, knowing that he sowed the seeds and reaped every fruit. All of his work became all of his gain. And due to the nature of his occupation, he was frequently on the move.

And now, he was in a small fishing town, following the whispers of a well-fed rumor. The people underwater. He wouldn't stay longer than he needed to, but how long would it take to confirm or deny the existence of what had only been in fairytales?

Pondering this, Kazuya glanced over the water. He'd only been here a few minutes. It's not like he expected to see anything.

Until, well, he saw something.

Now what the hell was that, moving?

#miyuharu #miyuharu1 #~miyuki #SCREAMS INTO THE ABYSS I HATE THIS FORMATTING HELL

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Of course Rin would never want him to leave, not without good reason. He liked having his boyfriend around, even if he was obnoxious and loved to tease him, as proven by the casual way Kazuya was able to throw around the word boyfriend like he just did, while on occasion it still caused Rin to get flustered and blush when he said it. "Strange? Not at all, but for you, maybe a bit." Coming to a stop next to the couch, Rin cocked a brow, tilting his head to the side a bit. "But you also don’t ‘just visit’. You usually have some kind of intention behind it." Though, maybe it would have been nice to hear Kazuya say something along the lines that he missed his redheaded swimmer. Nah, that was too easy. Kazuya would never say anything like that, Rin already knew that much. Besides, that was something his friends were more likely to say, specifically Makoto, Nitori and Momotarou if anyone.

"So, what’s the intention this time?" If Miyuki wanted to do something, Rin really wished he had been told. He would have gotten up earlier and showered, even though he had showered the night before.

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❖ 　— There were a great deal of things that Kazuya liked about his boyfriend. Obviously, or else he wouldn't be dating him. Basically everything physical--there wasn't really anything to dislike about Rin's body, except perhaps the swimmer's metabolism that made him burn holes through dinner plates (collateral damage from the both of them being athletes)--and then there were the things below the surface, as well.

His snark, his sass; necessities for dealing with one Miyuki Kazuya. His charm, his drive; the main attractions of his personality. But those were all too commonplace for Rin. Anyone who'd known him for two minutes would have seen nearly all those facets--

Which is why what Miyuki liked best was his fluster. Or, at the least, it was one of his favorite things. The proud swimmer with a sharp tongue and sharper teeth could turn a shade of red that quite closely matched his own hair color, all with a few choice words from yours truly.

Yeah, he didn't just liked that. He loved that. Laughing lightly at Rin's blatant suspicion, Kazuya turned and extended a hand towards the swimmer and swiftly tugged him down by the elbow, so that Rin landed on top of him while the catcher's other hand settled on his hip.

"I intend to catch up on all the Rin I missed. Fill the quota, and all that." Recharging, of sorts... Also necessary in the case that they weren't going to see each other for a while (which was not in Miyuki's plans, but he left that unmentioned).

#gay fucker #miyurin1 #~miyuki

面倒臭がりのアリス

It’s easy to see on Alice’s face, he never bothered hiding the annoyance that came from being called into the student council president’s office. That was something Byakuran had always enjoyed since bringing him to the board; those little quirks of irritation always brought a smile to the council president’s face.

Even more when he voiced it as well.

A smile flitted over Byakuran’s face as he watched Alice, leaning his elbows on the table and tented his fingers together. "Heeh~? I suppose that depends on you, Ali-chan." His voice comes out playful and soft, almost like a melody.

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♕ 　—Ugh, who does this guy think he is, trying to play cute all the time. Not like he's the student council president or anything. And again with that cringe-worthy nickname! No less annoying than the first time he'd heard it. But, more importantly...

"If it really were up to me, this meeting probably wouldn't have even been necessary. Yet here we are." Little did Alice realize that his off-put expressions were not off-putting to Byakuran at all, but rather the opposite; the other was enjoying them.

"So? Let's make this quick. What do you want?"

#why you gotta be so RuuUUuuudDe #byari1 #~alice

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"You’d make yourself at home even if I wanted you to leave," Rin found himself mumbling, moving after the brunet, tucking his hands into his pockets. That gesture just then - it was definitely deliberate. Not quite holding hands, but more than an accidental brush of the fingers. Which could only mean Kazuya was up to something, putting Rin slightly on guard. Unless, of course, the catcher’s intentions were pure— not a chance. This was Miyuki, of course. Nothing was pure when it came to him. Genuine on occasion, yes, but pure… never. "Busy, busy… Yes, of course, I was busy. Busy doing absolutely nothing for once in my life." He resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Well, maybe he had been lying a bit. He had been busy playing a video game in his room, rather than the living room, from the comfort of his own bed when Miyuki made himself known.

"But, really, you generally don’t drop by unannounced." Yes, he did. Just not often these days. "Or, at all, really. Somethin’ happen?"

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❖ 　— Miyuki firmly believed that Rin would never really want him to leave, unless they got into a fight of some sort--but in that case Miyuki would most likely leave of his own volition, depending on the severity of the clash. So, of course he felt as if he had free reign in his boyfriend's home; That basically went without saying.

Sprawling across Rin's sofa with a plop, Kazuya folded his arms behind his head and wore a look of absolute satisfaction. Poor Rin. Life must've been boring without things to do, Kazuya included. But the idle suffering is over.

"Happened? Nothing in particular. I just thought I'd visit a lonely soul." Very charitable as ever. "Or, y'know, better known as my boyfriend." It'd taken some time to get used to the word, but once he got the hang of it, Miyuki enjoyed throwing it around from time to time just to play with Rin.