The corridors were dark and empty. You switched on the light
and listened for any voices.
"Please! Stop!"
You heard Fukase's voice. You were boiling in anger. You ran in
Fukase's direction and assaulted the aggressor.
"Don't touch my beloved future husband, you disgusting piece of
useless shit!" you yelled and karate-kicked the stranger's
crouch.
"Oh my god, what the hell are you doing?!" Fukase shouted.
"Saving your sorry ass, Fukass!"
"But he didn't do anything bad!"
The stranger was lying on the floor weeping in pain.
"Oh, shit. I'm sooo sorry!"
"I can feel your pain, bro." Fukase petted the stranger. "I
recorded a song toghether with Miku once. We had an argument
and I ended up getting kicked in the balls by her."
"If everything's alright, why did you didn't you come back? I
thought you wanted to participate."
"Well... You see this dude lying on the floor? His name is
Mike. His parents died recently. He asked all the good singers
in this school not to take part in this contest so his little
brother would win and cheer him up. Of course your future
husband agreed. I wanted to go back and tell you about it, but
it turned out we share the same interessts. So, I somehow got
lost in our conversation... Sawry, future wifu."
"That's... Actually really nice of him. Dear god I'm so sorry!"
"I-it's okay, I'm fine..."
"You don't look fine, mate." Fukase pointed out.
You and Fukase helped Mike getting up and walked back to room
666.
"And next is... number 51!"
"Oh that's me." Fukase said.
"But, didn't you promise not to take part?" you wondered.
"Well... I didn't promise not to take part. I only promised not
to win!"
He walked on stage.
Please don't sing something weird. you thought.
The music started and you were already cringing
"Of course he chose '+♂ Plus boy'" you said out loud. "Atleast
it's in japanese, so nobody understands it anyways."
Fukase began singing.
"It's actually not that bad." That's what you were thinking
until Fukase undressed and waved around his coat only wearing
boxer shorts.
"pi pi pi piisu de tobashimasu...!!!~"
"Mother of god... Pls send some holy water." you said to
yourself.
Everyone was shocked after Fukase's performance. After a few
minutes the silence was broken by Mike's shouting.
"Wait, what?!..."
You walked up to Mike.
"Hey, is something wrong over here?" you asked.
"Heck, yes it is! My brother does not want to perform! He
didn't even pick a number."
"WHAT!?" Fukase screamed. "You are telling me this now!?"
"And the last number is 89!" the host interrupted.
Surprised, the three of you looked in the host's direction.
"That's me..." you said.
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Go Potatobrain, win me those 100 dollars!" Fukase cheered and
pushed you on the stage.
"So, what's your name?"
"Er... (Y/N)... I'm going to sing... um... The 'I like Bread'
Song? ..."
You sang the song properly. Even though it was a stupid song,
it was still the most decent performance of this evening.
"I think we have a winner..." You could see the host's relief
as he handed you the 100 dollars over. He probably wasn't the
only one who was happy the contest being over now.
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Go FUKase Yourself! (Fukase x Reader)
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