who lives, who dies, who tells your story

A Katekyou Hitman Reborn! Fan fiction

Disclaimer: KHR do not belong to me

I apologize for any grammar mistakes and typing errors in this story. English is not my first language.

If you dislike stories with original characters in it, please turn back now.

Enjoy!

Age Reference:
Xanxus - 16 y.o.
Hibari - 16 y.o.
Ryohei - 15 y.o.
Itsuki - 14 y.o.
Takeshi - 14 y.o.
Kyouko - 14 y.o.

CHAPTER 12

Tajima barrelled his way into the Sawada household. Not that he needed to, because the resident ghosts know that he is pretty much harmless, if a bit dramatic. Out of excitement, he rushed into the house like a man fleeing a mob.

"You will never believe!" He all but yelled as he phased through the wall.

Itsuki, who is trying and failing to solve a math problem, welcomes this distraction.

"The morons actually called in a medium!"

All ghosts in the room perked up at that. Ghosts have little patience for those who claim to be a medium, shaman or something similar. Sometimes they do come across individuals who can sense their presence, but it was nothing like how television depict them. Self proclaimed psychic make up nonsense about hearing the departed's voice from the afterlife, silly Americans with their thermal reading gadgets, teenagers treating the Ouija board like a game. The real deal is much harder to find.

"The medium will be here in the morning," Tajima tells them. "We must spread the word. And strategy meeting! Do you have an unused marker? I ran out of those after I used it all up, among other things, to create a suspicious 'stain' on the ceiling." He snickers. "I'm thinking little handprints next. Are any of you brats interested?"

"Yeeeeees!" A chorus of children answered back. Yuki and Furi as their leaders. Several ghosts have already left to recruit other ghosts in town.

Itsuki massages her temple. She had hoped that Tajima would mellow out after she started a garden for him. It worked, for a while. But Tajima had too much fun in tormenting the Varia to stop. Now half of Namimori ghosts are trying to make it a weekly entertainment. The last 'haunting' was a great hit. They still couldn't get over the Ghostbusters costume.

That bit was hilarious, Itsuki had to admit.

Thankfully, they listened to Itsuki when she told them no. Chiyo-baachan backed her up. Wise Chiyohime, ever the voice of reason whose authority is acknowledged by everyone. Be it family members and outsiders. She will put a stop to this nonsense-

"No one get to deliver the finishing blow but me," Chiyohime declares.

Tajima put his hand over his heart, "No one will interfere, I promise you."

"Oh, sweetheart," Chiyohime smiles when Itsuki give her a scandalised look. "You know that you won't let this con man go unpunished either. I am merely an instrument of justice. You know how I feel about liars."

The place almost blew up last time!

"Eh, shame that it didn't," Tajima shrugged.

Someone got sexually harassed.

"It won't happen again," The old man promises.

We might tip the Varia off.

"If they as much as lay a finger on you, they will not escape Namimori's wrath," Chiyohime stroked her face. "I will be there to make sure they won't step out of line. I won't touch them."

Itsuki sighed. There's no changing their mind. She can already feel a headache coming.

Don't blow stuff up.

"Deal," Chiyohime and Tajima answered the same time. The latter grudgingly.

Itsuki nodded slowly. With that settled, she tackled her homework once more.

Fabio doesn't want to talk about That Day. He just wants to put it all behind him and move on. Sadly, his wish is merely a pipe dream. The Problem is very real. It shows no sign of going away anytime soon. Something must be done. After That Day, everyone agreed to bring in an exorcist.

They have been defeated by whatever lurks within these walls. A terrifying foe whose identity is a complete mystery.

Fabio is not ready to admit it out loud but he won't debunk the ghost theory.

Others have engaged in an intense discussion to figure out the true nature of their adversary. Everyone agrees that it is not human, but they don't know what it is exactly. His bunkmate (tentmate?) is convinced it's a vampire. So convinced that he bought a kilogram worth of garlic. Fabio wanted to smack him. Now their shared tent smells like garlic.

Someone bought a book about Japanese mythological creatures. Nothing matches in the descriptions listed in the book. The movie buffs amongst them tried to contribute, but after the disaster with the Ghostbuster getup, they were brushed off.

Even the skeptics such as Fabio didn't protest the head butler's decision to call in a medium. That's how desperate they are. It's either that or Boss. For some reason, the enemy left Boss' room untouched. Maybe Boss is just that fearsome that their invisible enemy doesn't dare to mess with him.

They have yet to talk of their next move if the medium failed. Tell the boss?

Ha!

No.

The morning the medium is scheduled to come, it is Fabio's turn to clean Boss' room. The enemy never bothered with this place so Fabio allowed himself to relax.

He is in the middle of cleaning the window when Braids come to view.

Everyone got their own nickname for her. Girl Next Door, Civvie Next Door, Creepy Girl, etc. Fabio calls her Braids. Original.

Anyways.

Braids do her thing of bowing in front of the mansion. She's been doing that since Boss escorted her home on a rainy day. That was arguably the nicest thing Boss had ever done to anyone. And they got it all on tape.

Boss started to learn Japanese Sign Language after this one encounter with Braids. The entire household followed his example, in case Boss brought her over. An unlikely scenario but Boss is unpredictable as of late. It's better to be prepared. Boss ordered them to send over Braids' security footage so they can't say he lost interest in her.

At least Braids is tangible.

Fabio picks up the laundry basket and walks out of the bedroom.

An hour later, someone rang the doorbell. Everyone scrambled to their position.

The medium has arrived.

The medium is a skinny man in his forties. He is dressed in all black. His shoulder length hair is tied to a ponytail. Fabio can't see his eyes. They are hidden behind a pair of round sunglasses.

Fabio watched as the head butler filled him in with the details. The last known death happened a few years ago (the previous owner died from old age). The construction workers reported 'disturbances of unexplainable causes' that followed after the demolition of the previous houses. Coworkers take turns to inform the medium their experiences. Cold spots, missing items, wailing and so on.

The medium didn't make any moves except to give the barest nods. His expression didn't change when the head butler played the Ketchup Ghost footage on his phone. Fabio appreciate his composure.

His admiration is shattered to tiny pieces not five minutes later. The medium is more interested in the artwork than the 'threat'. The head butler caught on this as well. The medium barely listens to him when they show the 'hot spots'. When his back is turned, Fabio makes eye contact with the head butler. The older man shook his head. Damn it.

He can't believe the thought would ever cross his mind but Fabio won't mind for the so-called-ghosts to show up now.

(Little does Fabio know, the ghosts are already present. Densuke stands directly in front of the medium, flailing his arms. The others followed his example and this led to an impromptu dance party. The medium remains oblivious.

Tajima snickered at the scene. He looks at his partner in crime, Chiyohime. "Now?"

Chiyohime gave him the nod. "Now.")

Itsuki hates group projects the most.

She always gets picked last. The leftover. Her class has an odd number of students so someone always gets left out. That someone ends up being her. Itsuki is at an even greater disadvantage in English classes when they are doing dialogues. She always gets ignored by her group, and then they talk about her behind her back. Their complaints never change. Dame Itsuki not pulling her weight. She did actually. Itsuki does her share of work and submit it to the group. She wrote down her ideas and opinions on the board. She literally shove it to a classmate's face once and still got ignored.

The group barely passed and they blamed her for it.

So, yeah, Itsuki doesn't have the greatest experience when it comes to group projects.

Which is why it irks her to no end when she ends up in the same group as Sasagawa Kyouko, Kurokawa Hana and Yamamoto Takeshi. The girls approached them first. Then Yamamoto asked if he could join their group. The only reason Itsuki accepted their offer in the first place is because she is tired of being the leftovers again.

"Now discuss with your group what topic you will cover for the class newspaper," said their homeroom teacher.

"Okay, what should we cover?" Kurokawa Hana picked up her pen to write down ideas. "It's a newspaper for middle schoolers. The topic shouldn't be anything too heavy."

"Onii-chan's group covered the Seven Mysteries of the School for their article," Sasagawa Kyouko told them. "So we need to cross that one."

"Ah, I remember that. My senpai from the baseball club tried to take a picture of the library ghost," Yamamoto Takeshi chuckled.

Kurokawa Hana scoffs, "Ghosts aren't real."

Oh, they very much do. Itsuki watch Grandma Sasagawa share an amused look with Keiko-baa. The library ghost is real as well. It was a teacher born in the Showa era, decades prior to Namimori Middle's establishment. The library is where the old school building once stood. His existence became known when a student spotted him on a solid day. Sensei is a nice person. He helped Itsuki last year finding the book she needed for Japanese homework.

"How about we write about clubs in this school? Like their accomplishments and history… Our Disciplinary Committee is pretty strong," Sasagawa Kyouko suggests.

Everyone stares at her.

"Kyouko…," Kurokawa Hana gave her best friend a look. "Do you really think Hibari will agree to an interview? Or have his photo taken?"

Kyouko blushed. "Right… I don't know why I think it's such a good idea."

Yamamoto Takeshi is quick to cheer her up, "No, no. I think it's a good idea. Minus the Disciplinary Committee. We can shed more spotlight on less popular clubs."

Kurokawa Hana wrote it down. "Sawada, do you have any suggestions?"

Itsuki can't help but get startled when Hana addresses her. Everyone waits patiently for her response. Cautiously, Itsuki starts to write.

Vegetables & Fruits You Can Grow At Home

The other three looked surprised. Because of her chosen topic or because she writes at all, Itsuki can't tell. Whatever it was, it got them to smile.

"That's an interesting idea but we're talking about middle school kids here," Kurokawa Hana told her.

Oh, right. She didn't factor that in.

"But I think it will be interesting to take this outside of school," Hana wrote it down.

"How about we write an article about Namimori? Popular shops, historical landmarks or hidden attractions…," Kyouko suggests.

"I like it," Takeshi nodded.

Itsuki gives a thumbs up. She just wants this to be over with.

"Then it's settled," Hana underlined it. "Let's go tell the teacher."

The teacher approved of their chosen topic.

The other three kids exchanged their phone numbers. Itsuki doesn't own a phone so she (reluctantly) gives them her address and landline number.

Because Takeshi has baseball practise, the group agreed to do their exploring on the weekend. Tomorrow they will bring a list of places they want to check out. Hana's father owned a digital camera they can borrow.

While the others talk, Itsuki looks out the window. Is everything okay back in the mansion?

Everything is not okay in the mansion.

At least, that's how it is to the Varia household and the medium.

Doors have been slammed. Breakables thrown at them (and once at the medium's face). Fabio and a few others dived to catch the objects in time. These things are expensive, yo. Loud thumping can be heard from the second floor but when investigated, there was no one. They watched in horror as the hands of the grandfather clock spin on their own. Not even the head butler can hide his wince when it chimes.

The medium was cool and collected upon arrival. Now he looked crazed and shaking like a leaf.

He tried to 'reason' with the ghosts but he only made the activity even worse.

It came to a point where the head butler told the medium to shut up.

Fabio dearly hopes the civilian won't piss himself.

Everyone turns their head when they hear the soft melody of a piano. A grand piano is one property among many that have been brought into the mansion. It is more of a statement of wealth than musical instrument since no one ever used it.

And now it's being used.

Aside from Boss, everyone is accounted for. So that only leaves…

It doesn't sound like a song. More like a child experimenting with the keys. Somehow that makes it even worse.

"I've had it!" The medium threw up his hands. "I didn't sign up for this shit!"

The medium ran out of the room. They tried to follow him but the door slammed shut in front of them. No matter how hard they try to open it, it won't budge.

A scream echoes throughout the hallway. Just in time when they burn down the door.

Fabio got out first. No sign of the wretched civvie. He hoped the enemy didn't kill him yet. Hiding a body is such a pain.

(The man struggle against his invisible captors but it's useless. The sparsely decorated room make the perfect stage. Now the final act will take place. The others back off without needing to be told. Chiyohime stand in front of the wretched man.

What is the expression popular with youngsters these days? Oh, right.

"I can see right through you, whore."

The wretched man's scream is music to her ears.)

"Aaaah! The front door is wide open!"

"Crap! He's already gone!"

"Why are there no guards at the gates?!"

"Quick! Capture him! We must wipe his memory!"

"Wait! Did you hear that?"

"Now is not the time-"

"No! Listen!"

"It's… The piano again?"

"It's playing a proper tune now."

"Wait. I know this song."

"...The Scooby Doo theme song?"

"Son of a-"

Xanxus decided that today is a good day to stretch his legs. He already explored the shopping district the other day, let's go somewhere else. It turned into a trip to the outskirts of Namimori.

Not much traffic around these parts. No lowlifes to bother him. Xanxus welcomes the peace, but a part of him itches for a fight. Not beating scumbags to a pulp mind you, but an actual fight. A challenge. It's been so long. He might die of boredom first before the Seal done him in.

It's unbecoming for the future leader of Vongola to pick fights in the street, but Xanxus is at his limit here. Should he go bother the locals? His options are the Momokyokai yakuza group and Hibari clan. Fon has ties with the latter. Worth looking into at least. He'll order the staff back in the mansion to dig up more information.

In the meantime, he'll wait until sundown before he heads back to the hotel. Maybe stop by at local bars. Xanxus have developed a liking to sake.

It's only a matter of time before Squalo comes to Asia in his quest to challenge other swordsmen. Maybe Xanxus should order him to come to Namimori first…

...He is not lonely. He's not.

Xanxus has yet to reach a point where he want to see the shark's stupid face.

Fuck, feelings.

Xanxus need to punch something.

It was then he noticed several figures in the distance. They are wearing Japanese school uniform… Gakuran? And damn, don't they look ugly as hell. They swagger as if they own this place. One of them notice Xanxus and-

Well

No sense in letting an opportunity go to waste. Especially when it presents itself before him.

A trash purposely bump against him. Then they start yelling about compensation and gaijins. Fuck, is this the only trick the assholes in this country know?

Xanxus internally shrug. At least there are more scumbags than last time.

By the time Xanxus reduces their number to half, another trash makes an appearance. One look at the newcomer and Xanxus internally groan.

'Great, Fon's great nephew.'

The great nephew in question pulled out a pair of tonfas. So those are his chosen weapons. Guns are still better though. Not that Xanxus needs them to teach these scumbags a lesson.

"You herbivores dare to crowd in front me," Fon's great nephew smirks. "I'll bite you to death."

And then he lunged.

It doesn't take long until the two of them are the only ones left standing.

Xanxus will admit that Tonfa is the least boring person this town has to offer so far. He even has the guts to threaten him. This guy got balls at least.

Unfortunately for Hibari Kyouya, Xanxus is better.

The shit eating grin on Tajima's face is all Itsuki needed to know. Chiyohime-baa looked entirely pleased with herself. Half of Namimori Ghost Population crowd the neighborhood. No, wait. More than half? Itsuki pity the poor souls residing in the mansion.

They walk her through it as Itsuki works in her garden.

The so called medium ran, they told her. He didn't get far though. The Varia caught up with him. They didn't kill the idiot, just wiped his memory with Mist Flame. Then they dropped him off at the other side of town. The Varia being Varia, you can bet that they did throughout the job to clean the medium's head of any memory regarding the mansion. The ghosts will keep an eye on him for a bit longer. Just in case.

Chiyohime don't bother to hide her disappointment. "It's a shame that the man won't remember much about me. I do hope that he drop the con entirely."

Itsuki hopes the so-called medium learns his lesson. Ghosts are petty.

While the ghosts discuss their next prank, Itsuki focuses on her plants. The strawberries bear fruit. The strawberries are small but very much ripe. Itsuki picked one.

She grew this. Her. Dame Tsuki.

She looks up to Tajima. The man stares back. "Hey, I can't eat that. My current body doesn't allow indigestion. It's up to you what to do with it."

Itsuki looked back at the small red fruit in her hand. She didn't move for a long time. Long enough for the ghosts to shift around. She takes a bit.

Sour.

Like, really sour.

It tastes so bad.

Yet something warm bubble in her chest.

Xanxus return to the hotel bloodied but triumphant.

He ended the day with a bottle of bourbon and his favourite steak.

Sleep comes easily to him that night.

The following morning, Namimori Middle is flabbergasted to find a battered Hibari Kyouya. He glowered at anyone who looked at him. Students move out of the way in fear of his wrath. A worried Kusakabe trail after his leader.

"Did you see Hibari-senpai's face?" Kyouko nudges her friend after Hibari walks past them in the hallway.

"I did. Someone won against him?" Hana whispers. It's a scary thought. Someone stronger than Hibari. "I doubt it's someone from our school."

Ryohei challenges Hibari on a weekly basis and always comes out as the loser. Kusakabe is too loyal to pick a fight with Hibari. Other monkeys in this school have been beaten by him at least once. No one dared to challenge him for a second time. So it got to be an outsider.

As callous as he may be, Hibari makes sure they are safe. He shields them from worse human beings such as drug dealers or con artists. The police force in this town doesn't have a lot of resources. Hibari and the Disciplinary Committee have proven themselves to be the more effective force from time and time again. It must hurt. For a group of teenagers to do better than the actual adults. But it is also the truth.

Hibari is not perfect. Far from it. But he always stays true to his word. He can be depended on. The same cannot be said about most adults.

Lunch is nothing but one huge gossip session as everyone in class huddles together to discuss this development. Itsuki left the classroom behind as usual.

One monkey theorised that it was the yakuza. He always knew the day would come when Hibari started butting heads with them.

Another monkey believes that Hibari challenged someone from his own family. No one dared to continue that line of thought. The implication is too much.

Someone theorised that he got into a fight with a cryptid. It says a lot about the sheer absurdity of this situation when Hana of all people did not dismiss it immediately.

Namimori is… Weird. Hana will not deny that. She stopped thinking about it in 6th grade for her sanity's sake. Life's easier that way.

They are no closer to think of a plausible answer when lunch is over. Itsuki returned to class, and the teacher not long after that.

Itsuki uncharacteristically approached them first during lunch break. She slid a piece of paper over Hana's desk and walked away before Hana can as much as talk. Looking over the paper, Hana realised that she had written down a list. The names of streets, shops and even places Hana never hear about. Itsuki had written a brief explanation of the historical significance of each place.

Oldest dry goods shop in Namimori. Sake distillery that has since closed down at the end of the Showa era. Front for the black market during the war. Location for a silver screen film that Hana never heard before. The list goes on. More than the rest of them have put together.

Itsuki really put a lot of thought into this.

Hana feels oddly touched.

She showed it to Kyouko and Takeshi. They too share Hana's surprise. They came to an agreement to check out the dry goods shop or film location later this week. Depending on how much information they can gather, next week they will check a third or fourth location. They will use the remaining two weeks to write the article. Yamamoto has baseball practise so he can't stay for long. They decided to split rather than go together as a group. Hana is the one to tell Itsuki this since she came for her earlier. The girl simply nods.

This assignment is off to a good start.

Hana has a feeling that this assignment will bring all of them closer. Even Yamamoto.

Speaking of Yamamoto…

Hana cornered him behind the school gym when the teen was on water break. Yamamoto gave her a lazy wave when he saw her coming.

"I don't know what your deal with Itsuki is," Hana starts. It didn't escape her the way Yamamoto went rigid at the mention of that name. "But that girl has gone through alot. She doesn't need anymore issues on her plate. If you mess with her, I will make you regret it. Understood?"

To her shock, Takeshi merely smiled at her threat. It is not a confused smile or a placating one. It's a knowing smile. Something in Yamamoto's eyes when he looked at her made Hana's heart clench.

"I won't," Takeshi told her. "God knows I have done absolutely nothing for Itsuki in the last three years."

Hana went on the offensive straight away. "Yamamoto Takeshi, what did you do?"

Yamamoto's shoulders slumped. "The question is, what didn't I do?" His eyes go distant for a moment there before he focuses back on her. "Don't worry, Kurokawa. I won't hurt Itsuki. I owe her that much."

He then took his leave.

So that checks her theory that Takeshi and Itsuki have history. There are still some gaps to be filled though. Such as what exactly happened between them. It is not Hana's place to meddle but oh how she wanted to.

She wanted to know.

Telling his father the truth had been the hardest thing Takeshi had ever done. The look of heartbreak in Pops' eyes when Takeshi told him about his attempts is… Takeshi swore that he will do better right then and there. He may have let go of himself but Pops have not. Itsuki, aloof as she may be, have not given up on him yet. Takeshi owes it to them to be better.

He took the first step for improvement by meeting a therapist. Takeshi opposed it at first, worried that it would cause a burden to their finances but Pops told him not to worry about it. It was awkward to tell a complete stranger everything but Takeshi felt oddly lighter after he did. Perhaps it is because the therapist is someone wholly new? Someone he doesn't have history with?

("Have you talked to Sawada-san since that day?" His therapist asked him. "She has become a huge part in your life. Her and your father. You think you owe her a debt. At your lowest point, you were hoping for her to show up. You subconsciously want her support. But you also have hurt her with your inaction. It is a tangled mess. But here you are, taking the next step towards healing. Perhaps you could help Sawada-san with hers too. It will do both of you good.")

His therapist thinks it's good for him to have a talk with Itsuki. Takeshi thinks Itsuki doesn't hate him… But he never truly knows, does he? He doesn't know anything about the girl. Yet Itsuki saved his life. Twice. She knows him enough to figure out that he is suicidal. Tsuyoshi doesn't know, because Takeshi didn't talk to him. They speak to each other, but they don't talk. There is a difference. It made Takeshi realise that he never had an honest talk with anyone for years now. The closest thing he had was that one conversation with Itsuki on the rooftop that day. It was barely a conversation because Itsuki can't talk back. Not her fault. Yamamoto doesn't understand Sign Language and Itsuki doesn't have any paper with her. But Takeshi was being honest at that time. Later on he realised how relieved he felt once the shock was over.

He wants people to be honest with him too. Takeshi realised that now. He needed it.

So that's why he joined the same group as Itsuki for the group project. Itsuki doesn't seem to be bothered by his presence. Kurokawa must have noticed something. Why else did she issue that warning to him? It made Takeshi relieved that Itsuki has someone on her corner at last.

Sasagawa texted him that he and Itsuki will cover the silver movie shooting site on Sunday. Itsuki doesn't own a phone so Takeshi can't contact her until then. There is always the landline but he doubts Itsuki will share her home number with him. Not that she can answer back.

Sunday came.

Sasagawa informed him through text message to meet up with Itsuki in front of the convenience store. Takeshi head straight to the location as soon as practise is over. Itsuki beat him to it. She stood in front of the store, watching the vehicles pass by. She looked over when Takeshi called out for her.

"Did I make you way?" A headshake. "Have you eaten?" A nod. And then- "Shall we?"

He got another nod from her.

They didn't talk throughout the journey to the site. Itsuki, for obvious reasons. Takeshi knows what he wants to say but can't seem to get the words out. It's frustrating. Is this how Itsuki feels her entire life?

While Takeshi is too absorbed with his own thoughts, they reach their destination.

It is a large traditional house with a small hill behind it. The silver screen movie is called The Four Seasons. It is about the life of a small family before the war broke out. It was banned by the government because it challenged the propaganda. Not that it ever was popular to begin with. The house is unoccupied. Neglected. The yard is overgrown with weeds. Even if Takeshi takes a picture, it won't look good on their paper. He should check the internet to see if there are any pictures about the film.

"How about we check out the hill?" Takeshi offers. His companion simply nods.

The hill is not as bad as a house. A tree stood tall at the top. When they get to the top, they are treated with the view of Namimori in its entirety. Takeshi doesn't know. It's picturesque. Not to the degree that it'll take your breath away but it puts things in perspective.

This is his home.

He heard Itsuki come up next to him and suddenly, Takeshi found the courage.

"I've been meeting with a therapist," He blurts out. "It was nice. He was nice. I'm glad I came. I'm glad that Pops understood. He- He was the one who suggested it. This is the most peaceful I've been in a long long time."

Takeshi dare to look down. Itsuki's neck is inclined upwards. She is looking at him, listening to him.

"And throughout it all… You were there. I honestly don't know how you know but I'm glad you did. I was hoping that you would come when I- Yeah." Takeshi rubs the back of his neck. "You are my rock of sorts. And I didn't do anything for you in return. That's not fair. We're not friends… Yet you are the closest thing I have to a true friend. I owe you a thousand apologies… And even more thank yous. You saved my life twice. "

He paused to see how Itsuki took it. There isn't a minute of change on her face or whatever is not covered by that curtain of bangs. Not even a twitch of a finger.

It felt like a love confession but it isn't. It is no less important. "Would you be my friend?"

...Or at least, that is what Takeshi is about to say when Itsuki's whole body goes rigid. Her head turned to the side like a whiplash. Takeshi asked her what's wrong but Itsuki ignored him. She simply stare at the empty space.

And then-

Itsuki grabbed his hand.

She doesn't turn to him. She simply pulls him along as she breaks into a run. Takeshi let himself be pulled. Whatever it was that troubles her, Itsuki thinks to include him in. She has enough trust in him to think that Takeshi won't pull away.

Takeshi look at their intertwined hands, at this tiny, tiny hand and he knew.

Itsuki would never let him go.

And so Takeshi will follow her to the ends of the world.

My first update of the year! Happy New Year everyone!

The Daily Life Arc is about to end. I swear. One last fight and then we'll move onto the next arc.

Aaaaand plot bunnies! Some of it are not KHR. I hope you will give them a chance when I post them!

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godhood is just like girlhood (a begging to be believed)

All domains have been claimed except for one; the Underworld. The rulership of the land of the dead and everything it encompasses fall on the shoulders of Izanami, the only daughter of All for One, the previous god king toppled by his own brother. Based on Greek mythology. Featuring Female Midoriya Izuku aka Izanami as Hades.

fueled by thunder see the horizon (turn us to thousands)

The death of Kibutsuji Muzan brought an end to the demon race. When a new era of Quirks unfolds, demons return to the world. Demon Slayers pick up their swords once more. Midoriya Hisashi lost his life to protect humanity from these monsters. Now it is up to Midoriya Iku to continue the fight. Crossover with Kimetsu no Yaiba

she rises like the blood moon (in a sky of a thousand nebulae bursting)

Star arrives at a different version of Earth with a different version of a certain Diaz. Featuring Trans Girl Marcia Diaz. Crossover with My Hero Academia

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