[Y/N] - Your Name
[L/N] - Last Name
[F/C] - Favorite Color
[T/C] - Theme Color
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["Talking"]
["SCREAMING"]
["Whispering"]
["Thinking"]

[The good part about writing]: Cool stories.
[The bad part about writing]: Having to write.

Oh, well. I came to realise that the countless drafts that I have will only turn into complete stories once I actually start writing them, so there's that. From the top of my head alone I can remember JJK, AOT, MHA, Violet Evergarden, OPM, Creepypasta, KnY, and Watamote... So, yeah. I got a shit-ton of stuff to write. So might as well, no?

Thing is, I even remember someone telling me that they: "Write so many histories before their ideas run out" When I asked why they had over 100 Fics, but none of them had more than 10 Chapters. Don't y'all hate these kinds of people? I know I do, and with a burning passion, to.. But I can see where they're coming from. Holding myself back from all of this creativity that I have from time to time is tough.

I don't remember this scene in Baki or Kengan, bro. Yumigahama vs Yujiro? Monkey vs Ogre, is that right? But, to be fair, I'm pretty sure that Yujiro couldn't beat anyone under Purgatory rules. We already have a Kengan and Street Fighter crossover, so why not a Kengan and Baki one, right? It'd pay to see Yujiro vs Kuroki, Baki vs Ohma, and even Jack vs Raian. Some of this shit would be awesome, and really wild fights.

So, I just started playing FGO for the first time ever and... WHY THE FUCK IS LEONARDO DA VINCI A FUCKING MILF?!

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[𝐎𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐚 - 𝐉𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐧]
[𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟔 - 𝟏:𝟑𝟎 𝐀𝐌]

One could easily notice countless things.

Sure, the street itself was quite tight, but the night was still as beautiful as ever. The moon proudly towering on the dark skies, and the lights of Japan shining as bright as ever. The place was lacking a bit, since the street itself had only shops, restaurants, and etc around it. And as if that wasn't enough, the people still had to share this place with the cars and other vehicles that may be passing through the streets at this hour.

However, everything was still fine, for everyone around was respectable. Benches right in the middle of the road along with the sidewalk that split the entire thing into two. There could be countless reasons why someone might be wandering around the street at these hours. Some of them might be coming or going from/to work, some might be just walking around and enjoying the cold night that was upon them.

All but two people.

These two alone were more than enough to hold the entire street closed due to how they faced each other. One of them looked mostly fine while the other one seemed to be beaten up. [T/C]-colored blood dripped down his busted lips and bruised eyes and face. His short, also [T/C]-colored hair fell down to his neck as he continued to pant, gasping for air. Even then, he seemed ready to keep fighting, even in such a state.

The people around formed a circle, cheering on the brawl that they happened to stumble upon. The pin neatly placed on the boy and the man let them know who they are. Yakuzas. Two different clans facing each other head-on like this, it probably wasn't a good sign. But, as long as they didn't get involved, they were sure to be fine. Unlike the boy, who was foolish enough to challenge the man that stood right there.

The man had a muscular build, seemingly as a result of constant street fights and various other activities in his daily routine rather than any concentrated effort to achieve this physique. He has more upper body mass than lower, which can most likely be attributed to his frequent use of heavy weapons. Medium hair that's put into a messily slicked back style, and his facial hair was a full-grown, pure goatee.

His handsome face was complemented by his brown-colored eyes and his attire. Attire that consists of a light grey suit jacket, suit pants, and a maroon dress shirt with a popped collar. He wears white snakeskin loafers with a snakeskin pattern, and his belt is black leather in a basket weave pattern with a silver buckle. However, for this brawl in particular he has ditched his coat, leaving only his crimson-colored shirt.

[Art by - Iroha]

->[堂島のドラゴン - 𝐃ō𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐧𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧]<-
[𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐨𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐚: 𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐲𝐮]

The boy that stood in front of him looked at least 10 Years younger, but Kiryu knew that he was no pushover. Sure, his hands were coated in [T/C]-colored blood, but even then, the boy in question remained standing. In the same moves from before, he gently moved from side-to-side like he was about to throw down the sickest moves that the world has ever seen. They came in the form of quick and powerful attacks.

His strategies were simple, which made them harder to counter.

He had a [F/C]-colored jacket wrapped around his waist, and black pants that went all the way down his legs. Two [F/C]-colored sneakers that had [T/C]-colored logos on them, the sharp eyes of a fox. His plain, [F/C]-colored tank top left his arms exposed, having only the design of features which resembled a fox painted in [T/C] color.

His hair moved and looked like it was made out of flames, and its [T/C] color was shared by his lips and eyelashes. His eyes had the same color in them, being sharp, dangerous-looking, and seemingly ready for anything due to how they were. His canines were as sharp as knives, and they looked just as, if not more, dangerous than weapons. His claw-for-hands were ready, thirsty for blood, wanting to gut something.

->[九尾の狐の炎 - 𝐊𝐲ū𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐧ō]<-
[𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐞-𝐓𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐅𝐨𝐱 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬: 𝐘/𝐍 𝐋/𝐍]

Y/N and Kiryu stood a few feet apart from each other, eyeing their respective opponents up and down. Y/N reached up, wiping some blood from his cheek before turning his head to the side. Spitting away a tooth that had fallen along with more of his [T/C]-colored blood, he faced Kiryu once more. The way he bounced up and down, his eyes, and even the way he breathed reminded Kiryu way too much of someone.

Y/N: ["Majima-Sensei wasn't kidding... This guy's tough"] Y/N groaned, reaching down and gently grasping his chest ["I got hit only a few times, and yet, it's like I was struck by a fucking truck! This guy's a monster..."]

Y/N slowly took a step back, causing Kiryu to narrow his eyes and lift his shoulders in high-alert. Y/N swiftly performed a front-flip, grinding his foot against the concrete ground. He struck heel-first against the underside of a bench, launching it forward due to his motions of the flip. Kiryu watched as the bench approached, and clenched his fist once more, throwing a powerful swing forward towards the incoming bench.

The thing was struck dead-on, becoming nothing but sharp, needle-like shards of wood that went all around the place. Kiryu went slightly-wide eyed once he noticed Y/N swiftly approaching and launching himself into the air. Soon, he had both legs wrapped around Kiryu's neck, and with a loud roar, he swung himself back. However, much to his shock, Kiryu wasn't thrown off of his feet, Instead, it was the contrary.

Y/N: ["He won't budge...?!"]

https://youtu.be/UzdxKzGOjO8

Unwrapping his legs from Kiryu, Y/N rolled away from the man, just in time to avoid a stomp from the Yakuza. Swiftly, putting both hands on the floor near his head, Y/N threw himself up, landing in a crouch, keeping his eyes locked on Kiryu. And so, with a quick dash forward, he spun his body around, throwing a left kick, leaning his upper body down and putting one hand on the floor, delivering a Compact Half-Moon Kick.

Kiryu leaned his body back, watching as Y/N's leg went past him, barely grazing his nose. Rapidly, the Yakuza reeled his leg up, clutching Y/N by his leg, and holding it in place. With quick thinking, and even quicker action, Y/N leaned down, contracting his arm and leg before pushing himself up. Now airborne, he threw his other leg, connecting a hit on Kiryu's neck, forcing the man to step back and let go of his leg.

As he landed, Y/N performed a back-flip, landing while standing as he narrowed both eyes at Kiryu, lowering his body to the floor. He could only watch as Kiryu started to walk forward like he was ready to kick some ass, something that was beyond truly scary. However, as scary as it was, Y/N had no time to think about these things, and only had time to act, rolling out of the way to dodge yet another swing from Kiryu.

Y/N: ["Never miss a beat!"]

Y/N exclaimed while lowering his body, his back almost touching the ground. He held himself up with a single leg that was bent, and the other one thrown up and over his body. Kiryu shielded his chest where the attack would've struck, even then, it was enough to cause him to slide away a little bit. Y/N stood up, swinging the leg he used to kick down with all of his strength. On doing so, he gathered a bunch of momentum.

Said momentum was enough for him to throw a powerful kick behind him, striking Kiryu once again. However, the taller man was quick to turn his body to the side, grasping Y/N's leg just as it passed. Y/N's kick speed paired with Kiryu's momentum of the spin and his strength were enough for him to throw Y/N away. The young Yakuza soared through the air before crashing back-first on a vending machine.

Some people hurried out of the way while Y/N groaned, standing up and cracking his back with a small exclamation of pain. A crack from his spine echoed through the place as Y/N lowered himself, and so, Kiryu continued to approach. Quickly, just as Kiryu swung his fist again, Y/N performed a front-flip, landing on Kiryu's shoulders. The Yakuza's fist collided against the vending machine's window, shattering it all.

Y/N: ["Just who the hell do you think I am?!?!"]

Y/N screamed as he performed a backflip after crouching on Kiryu's shoulders. The strength of his push was enough to send the two of them into opposite directions. Y/N landed on top of the vending machine, and swiftly, he spun his body. He performed a perfect standing-split, his right leg pointing directly up. And so, with a loud roar, he sent his leg crashing down, swinging it into an arch down with all of his strength.

Crashing heel-first against the vending machine, Y/N watched as it was thrown forward. He performed yet another flip from the top of it, landing into a hand-stand before throwing himself into his feet. He watched as the thing came crashing down against Kiryu, who cracked his neck and his knuckles. He kept both legs firm, planting his feet on the ground before reaching forward, and grasping the machine.

With no effort at all, Kiryu roared before swinging the thing to the side, crashing it first against the floor. After that, he slowly moved his gaze from the vending machine towards Y/N, who recoiled against Kiryu's gaze. His face was one of anger and slight annoyance while he cracked his knuckles once more, prompting Y/N to take a deep, deep breath. Y/N did the same thing, firmed his legs, planting both feet on the ground.

His eyes were narrowed like he was ready to do something, or die trying. Kiryu noticed this, and so, he assumed a more cautious pose. Both eyes narrowed, also ready for whatever it is that Y/N was going to throw at him. However, much to the dismay of the Dragon of Dojima, he would never be ready for what was about to come. And so, using all of his strength left, and everything else he could muster...

Y/N started running away.

Visibly and reasonably startled, Kiryu could only watch as he continued running. Y/N wasn't very keen on the idea of people getting in his way, so some people were pushed out of his path. Kiryu did a double take, glancing between the spot where Y/N was, to the short-haired boy in the distance, running with the wind. After a small second of confusion, Kiryu sighed, shaking his head and turning around.

Kiryu: ["Kids these days..."]

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[キルラキル]
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Episode 14: [Ride Like the Wind]
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[𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐧ō 𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐲 - 𝟐 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲]
-> [𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐃𝐚𝐲 - 𝟏𝟒 𝐏𝐌] <-

Unlike that night in 2006, however, nowadays, everything felt nice.

The breeze gently shakes her hair from side-to-side, her gear-like eyes moving from side-to-side. Sure, she had been here before, but it was still a nice change from time-to-time. It's not like she didn't like spending time in the slums with her best friend Mako, but such a scenery was quite breathtaking. Though she only sat around for a while, legs crossed as her eyes gently glanced around with a quiet humming.

Of course, her thoughts were running wild, but gentle like a calm sea at the same time. It was a bit confusing, but having this place in front of her was enough to distract her. Everything that they did. Everything that she did, it was, indeed, quite the sight to behold, considering everything that she had done just a few hours ago. Just thinking about it brought a warm smile to her face that was red from embarrassment.

Senketsu: ["Your blood is flowing more in your face. What are you embarrassed of?"]

The girl was sent on high alert, her eyes going slightly wide and her cheeks becoming slightly-more reddish. Glancing away with a groan, supporting her chin/head up on her palm, she closes her eyes. Still, one leg crossed over the other, she started to mumble. Even then, her Kamui couldn't make out what were the words coming out of her mouth due to how low they were. So, he only glanced at her, being patient as ever.

Of course, no presentations are required for this girl. Her blue-colored, gear-like eyes, or her soft skin. Even less her mostly-black-colored hair with only a fringe having red in color. She slowly sighed, glancing away since she knew that her Kamui would bother her for the rest of eternity if she didn't speak now. Instead, taking a deep breath, she leaned back, but still sitting down, and so, crossed a leg over the other.

[Art by - Mirco Cabbia/Sciamano240]

Ryuko: ["It's... Nothing. It's just that Y/N and I have gotten... Closer"] Ryuko replied, glancing away while she crossed her arms with red cheeks ["... A lot closer..."]

Senketsu: ["... Hmmm. I'll pretend that I don't know what happened"] Senketsu replied, now glancing forward once again ["It's not like you gave it away the first time with all that moan-"]

Ryuko: ["What?! So you knew about that already?!?!"] She exclaims in shock, gritting her teeth with her eyes narrowed ["So why the fuck would you make me say it again, huh?!"]

Senketsu: ["You're so easy to tease..."]

Ryuko: ["So you were doing it just for the shits and giggles, weren't you?!"] Ryuko growled, narrowing her eyes and grasping Senketsu ["Why you...! If it weren't for me needing you, I would rip you in pieces right now!"]

Senketsu: ["I know you wouldn't..."]

As Ryuko kept on throwing her fit, arguing back and forth with Senketsu, she seemed to forget one small detail. Said detail being that she is in the middle of the street, and now in the slums. Down there, people were used to her being so noisy and "weird", but this was the 2-Star Territory. People around glanced at Ryuko in weirdness, some swiftly leaving the area so they wouldn't be seen with such a strange and weird girl.

Bystander: ["Honey, she's talking to her clothing..."]

Bystander: ["Ignore it, dear. Just keep walking..."] The man rushed his wife, the two walking away ["Don't look back. These savages can smell our fear..."]

Ryuko: ["... See what you just did?! You're making me people weirded out!"] Ryuko screamed, glaring down at Senketsu before crossing her arms ["... Tsc! Just don't touch that subject again, and I can guarantee that I won't do anything!"]

Senketsu: ["Messing with you is so easy. I don't know wether to laugh or cry..."]

Ryuko: ["Oh, you want a reason to cry?! I'll give you a reason to cry-"]

["Hahahaha! You've always been that weird?! Even when you're alone?!"]

Ryuko turned around while gritting her teeth and narrowed eyes, glaring at the figure that spoke up. She was about to scream at the girl who had talked, but instead, her words turned into a gasp. She swiftly jumped up, grasping the pin on her glove with her eyes narrowed. The girl in question had long, blonde hair that were tied into two ponytails. She wore the standard uniform for Honnōji Academy, and had a smile.

[Credits to - ???]

->[函館 臣子 - はこだて おみこ]<-
[𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥'𝐬 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐬 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐛: 𝐎𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐨 𝐇𝐚𝐤𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞]

Omiko: ["Hey now, Tits-for-Brains. Chill out, I'm not here to fight. I'm not even with my uniform"] Omiko said, calmly walking near Ryuko, who growled while pointing her Blade forward ["I didn't even know you were here. I was actually going to talk with Sanageyama why I can't participate in the raid"] That said, Omiko calmly crossed her arms.

Ryuko: ["Huh? And how am I supposed to believe what you say?!"] Ryuko replied, clutching her blade and pointing it at Omiko ["You could very well be hiding something! I'm not just gonna fall for it, if that's what you want!"]

Omiko: ["Sheesh. Paranoid much, aren't you? Chill out a bit. I never intended to run into you"] Calmly, she replied with a shrug of her shoulders, soon glancing away for a moment ["So... You and N/N, huh?']

Ryuko: ["Huh...?! How do you know- Wait, no! No! No idea what you're talking about- Wait, N/N?"]

Omiko: ["You smell like him. You can feel it from a mile away. That scent of his is very unique. You know, Life Fibers and whatnot"] Omiko calmly went back to walking forward, gaining a sharp look on her face as she walked past Ryuko ["Do me a favor. Take care of him, will ya? The guy's too good for this world. It's hard for his trust to come by"] Omiko gently pat Ryuko's shoulder, looking down at her with a wink ["You won't find someone like that never again"]

For a moment, Ryuko stood quiet. She still pointed her blade towards Omiko when she walked closer, and even flinched once she had touched her shoulder. But, it was obvious that nothing was going on, after all, how could one conceive a weapon like Omiko's racket? Plus, she indeed was not wearing her Two-Star Uniform. And so, Ryuko stood there, watching as the girl walked away... Until she turned around.

Ryuko: ["Wait! ... Is... Is it true? That something went down between-"]

Omiko: ["Y/N and I? Aye. We used to be like you and him are now, two years ago, actually"] Hakodate calmly replied, turning around while averting her gaze, sucking through her teeth and rubbing her neck ["It really isn't my place to say this, plus he gets really uncomfortable whenever the subject is mentioned. Just... We got into an argument, but it was not that simple... It's never that simple"] The blonde sighed, soon glancing away while biting her lip, as she stared at the skies in silence for a moment ["Listen. Just don't talk about it... Maybe not now at least. Just know this: It was not his fault"]

Ryuko: ["Huh, what do you mean-"]

Omiko: ["By the way! I saw Mako going to the Raid, too. You guys should go look for her"]

Omiko, however, didn't say anything else. She turned around to go up the streets, never once looking back at Ryuko. The black-haired girl stood there for a moment, slightly confused on what was going on. Mako was at the raid? If so, that was quite the problem, considering that she never had much experience fighting. Shaking her head, Ryuko's eyes sharpened. She had other things to take care of other than Omiko.

["You seem worried. Is something the matter?"]

At the voice of the boy, Ryuko's eyes perked up. She turned around with her serious face now gone, instead, being replaced by a happy one. There, she saw Y/N standing, this time around, however, he wore something else. A large hoodie that went down to his thighs, mostly black in color with [T/C]-colored zipper and details. The dark color on his pants were also mostly gone, now replaced by details also colored in [T/C].

Though his boots remained, they were also slightly different. Bulkier, heavier-looking, seemingly also stronger. He stepped forward, also revealing headphones hanging around his neck, as he stood with one hand shoved inside his pockets. His long, [T/C]-colored hair of flames dangling behind him, following the boy around as he walked towards Ryuko. And so, he soon stopped in front of her with a small smile.

->[本能寺学園最強の学生 - 𝐇𝐨𝐧'𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐣𝐢 𝐠𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲ō 𝐧𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐢]<-
[𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐧ō𝐣𝐢 𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐲'𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝐘/𝐍 𝐌/𝐍 𝐋/𝐍]

[A/N - Just imagine that the hoodie is open, and beneath it, imagine whatever you wish. Of course, once more, you don't need to imagine it like that if you don't want to. It is all up to you. This is just the best PNG of Idia that I found, so yeah]

Ryuko: ["Oh, it... It is nothing. Just a bit lost in thought is all"] Ryuko said, gaining a smile on her face as she tilted her head ["Soo~... You look good. Is this the uniform you were telling me about?"]

Y/N: ["Aye. Though... I still need a name for it, but that comes later"] Y/N said, gaining a larger smirk ["But you do look a bit worried. What's up?"]

Ryuko: ["Oh, about that. Well..."] Ryuko sighs ["It's Mako-"]

Y/N: ["Of course..."]

Ryuko: ["Seems like she somehow ended up on that Raid"] Ryuko replied, crossing her arms beneath her bust ["Well... You know how Mako is. She can take care of herself, but even then, I'm worried"]

Senketsu: ["I say that we should go after her. We wouldn't be very good friends if we just let her be like that"] Senketsu replied, soon glancing up at Ryuko before he looked directly at Y/N ["Plus, Kiryuin and the others are there. We can take advantage that they may be tired from the Raid, and that they lost their Uniforms"]

Y/N: ["And take down the Elite Four there. I see... Very well, then. But there's a problem"] Y/N said, soon sticking his hand into his right pocket and taking his cellphone out ["Check this out. Mikisugi had told me about what they're doing and planning, and..."]

And so, Ryuko took a glance at Y/N's phone.

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[Possible Sexual Offender]
Seems like the situation is worse than I thought.
They somehow managed to get a hand on your old uniform.
They're using it as an Upgrade for themselves now.

[Y/N]
U joking right?
Say sike rn.

[Possible Sexual Offender]
I wish I was. They're leading some pretty big raids.
If you go there, you can try and snatch them back for yourself.
Maybe even take down one or two of the E4 since they can't fight that well now.
I know that Satsuki has the strongest piece. So... Good luck with that. You'll need it.

[Y/N]
Ofc she has the last piece.
Aight. I'll look into it.
Thanks.

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Ryuko: ["... Oh boy"]

Y/N: ["Yep. Satsuki with a chunk of my old uniform. Not very good, huh?"] Y/N sucked through his teeth, tilting his head ["... So, what do you say? Wanna go save our best friend, kick some ass and have our asses kicked?"]

Ryuko soon giggled, stepping forward and getting on her tip-toes. Her right hand was gently placed against Y/N's chest as she leaned up. Their eyes met once more, as their lips slowly locked against ther for a small and quick kiss. Soon, Ryuko went back to her usual posture, keeping both hands behind her back with a smirk. And so, nodding her head with her eyes closed for a moment, Ryuko's smirk became larger.

Ryuko: ["I'm always up to kick some ass! Even more those clown's asses!!"]

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Ryuko stepped outside of Y/N's restaurant with a confident/serious expression on her face. Although she wore Senketsu, she also wore something else on top of him due to the fact that they were going on a long trip. So, he had a red-colored tracksuit with white stripes. The way she wore Senketsu slightly up made it seem like a scarf. And on top of that, she had transparent yellow glasses and rode a crimson-colored bike. 

Y/N stood not very far away from her, having his hoodie now wrapped around his waist. He stood leaning against his own motorcycle* with his arms crossed, and a large smirk on his face. Ryuko turned to look at him, raising her sunglasses and giving a small wink. Y/N chuckled before mounting his Custom-type bike and leaning back. Ryuko took a deep breath before putting on her sunglasses with closed eyes.

[* - See chapter 5]

Ryuko: ["We're doing this... Right?"]

Y/N: ["If you run away with your tail between your legs, you aren't Matoi Ryuko"] Y/N said with a small chuckle, leaning forward and grasping his bike's handles ["And if I were to run away with my tails between my legs, I wouldn't be Y/N L/N: The Beautiful Beast"]

Ryuko: ["Yeah, like Gamagōri himself said: You'd rather die standing, than live on your knees"] Ryuko chuckled, soon opening her eyes with a serious smirk ["Right. We have no time to waste... Let's get going, then!"]

Y/N stood there for a moment, watching as Ryuko rode into the distance. With a small giggle, he closed his eyes before cracking his neck from side-to-side. Soon, the engine of his bike roared to life, and he dashed forward at incredible speeds. Behind, he left a trail of [T/C]-colored fire, and it wasn't long before he caught up to Ryuko. And so, the two of them were together, on top of their respective bikes, they...

Rode Like the Wind.

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[Published in - 08/19/21]
[Word Count - 4.793]

Hey. There really wasn't a lot that I could put in this chapter, since Ryuko has little-to-no screen time in it. I've thought about including a few Mako scenes, but I decided that it would be best to include only an original chapter. I've plan on writing the entire thing by having the names of the chapter of the episodes in the animes, so if I were to write two chapters in one, it'd fuck this plan fo mine a bit... So yeah.

Thank you all for reading, even if this chapter was pretty small compared to other...

Works of mine. So, yeah. I also didn't want to overextend myself and think too much since I have a massive hangover, and wrote this chapter in pretty much two days. I honestly expected it to be bigger, but the headaches and the lack of sleep have been really catching up to me. Oh well. I'll see you guys next time. Much love, and once more, thanks for reading all the way down here. I really hope you enjoyed it.