ai | s. manjiro & m. takashi

にじゅうに

One cold night, Ai decided to stroll around Shibuya by herself. With the agenda of getting everyone she dearly loves their Christmas presents. With multiple shopping bags hanging around her arms, she couldn't help but turn her head towards the direction of two shouting voices that she seemed familiar to.

"I'll work with Kisaki if I have to!"

Walking closer to the direction of the voice, Ai found Takemichi and Chifuyu in the middle of the busy street, clad in their gang uniform.

"Don't you two look festive" She remarked, a small smile painting her lips as she walks closer to them.

"Ai!" They greeted her

"I heard you two shouting and couldn't help but see what the commotion is about." She says, dropping her arms to the side, now holding onto the strings of the shopping bags. "Is the Kisaki guy the one with tan skin and glasses?" She asks

Takemichi gulps. 'So they've met already' he thought to himself. When he failed to answer the question, Chifuyu sighed and nodded his head.

"Yeah that's him" he told her. Looking up at the sky before turning his head to face her again. "How did you two meet?" He asks

"Idiot bumped into me during one of your meetings and didn't even apologized!" Ai grits her teeth, scoffing as she remembers the memory. "That was when I was still injured. But even when months have passed, I still can't forgive him. Shit faces like him don't deserve to be forgiven." She said.

Takemichi could feel a sweat trickling down his back when he hears how Ai is talking about Kisaki. He may not be able to prevent the two of them meeting, but he may be able to prevent-

"Hey, can you take it from here? Takemichi and I still have to meet him and Hanma." Chifuyu says. Ai raised her wrist and took a look at the time. It was almost eight.

"Sure. I'll be on my way home now. See you two again!" She bids, waving her hand at them before walking away. Walking back home.

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"Let's start rehearsals. We'll need to polish everything from top to bottom." Ms Yamazaki instructs. The staffs working for the ballet academy assisted with the stage lights and audio, whereas the girls were in backstage, nervously talking amongst themselves, or sometimes in groups.

And then there was Ai. In the back corner of the room, all by herself. She never got along with anyone, even though she was friendly and tried to vibe along with them, they just didn't like her. Bringing her backpack on top of her lap, she hid the ten theater tickets inside safely.

Three for her older siblings

One for Mikey

One for Draken

One for Mitsuya

One for Kokonoi

One for Inui

One for Emma

One for Hina

Raising her legs to her chest, she smiled softly as she rests her head on top of her knees. Wrapping her arms around her legs, she felt a pang in her chest as she missed two people who are dearest to her.

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"Black Dragons uniform....doesn't suit you at all" Ai softly spoke as she entered Hakkai's room, sitting down on the foot of his bed.