《Upper Moon Oneshots♤☆》Akaza x fem reader
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Akaza x fem reader
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Motorcycle ride
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High school au (another one bc I'm obsessed)
3rd person POV:
It was the end of the school day at kny academy, students were rushing out into the hallways to leave. But there was two students still occupying the classroom, Akaza & Y/n. The two trouble makers were still in their seats because of them chewing gum, they were pretty p!ssed about the annoying rule that 'nO StUdeNtS ARe ALloWEd tO ChEW GUm In CLaSs'. Also because that Akaza dyed his hair pink today and had quite the entrance. The teacher that morning looked like he was going to burst a blood vessel from how angry he looked.
While in detention the teacher was just drawing pots all over the chalkboard, causing the two students to cringe from the loud scratching of the board. Mr. Gyokko despised Akaza but with y/n...he was kinda a perverted piece of sh!t. He'd come to her desk multiple times to flirt with her, but she wasn't having it so...she flipped him off. He just scoffed and rolled his eyes, walking back to his desk.
"playing hard to get..."
He muttered under his breath as he sat back down, Akaza was at a loss for words but quickly regained his posture,
'If I had done that...I'm pretty sure I would get murdered by Mr. Gyokko...'
Akaza thought as a sweat drop appeared on his cheek.
After around an hour in the classroom, Mr. Gyokko dismissed them but kept Y/n back for a second, locking Akaza out.
"I would like it if you stayed after class somedays because pottery class is worth 20% of your grade, miss l/n."
He held onto her arm with a tight grip, looking at her coldly.
"um..ok, I'll think about it.."
she muttered, clearly uncomfortable as Mr. Gyokko's cold glare turned into a warm smile.
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"Great! I'll see you soon."
He let go of her arm and unlocked the classroom door, waving goodbye. Y/n didn't wave back as she began to walk away from the room with Akaza.
While the two were walking down the hallway, y/n suddenly stopped, catching Akaza off guard as he slightly tripped.
"Is something wrong, y/n?"
He looked down at her, furrowing his eyebrows..
"I was wondering if..I could go to the bathroom to..wash my hands.."
she muttered, she felt absolutely disgusting from Gyokko's touch.
"Of course but can I ask why you need to wash your hands?"
He started to get kinda nervous, he didn't know why but he had a gut feeling that something was wrong.
"Mr. Gyokko, he..touch me.."
Akaza's eyes widened as an irk mark appeared on his head.
"That's it, I'm going to beat his @ss!"
He began marching over to Mr. gyokko's class but was stopped by Y/n.
"Akaza, that isn't a smat move..."
Akaza took a deep breath as he began to calm down.
"you're such a dumba$$..."
Y/n muttered as she let go of him.
"I know.."
Akaza clenched his teeth angrily, he then looked down at Y/n with a softer look.
"Do you still wanna wash your hands?"
Y/n nodded.
"Ok, I'm coming with.."
Y/n looked dumbfounded.
"Why? It's not necessary at all..."
"I don't care plus...you probably wanna rant about what happened."
He replied, akaza has known her since childhood...he knows what she's like...
"Let's just go, dang it!"
Y/n yelled as she began running to the closest bathroom. But didn't really have to because the water fountain has a sink connected to it...
Something like this ⬆️
As Y/n was washing her hands, Akaza was leaning against the wall next to her with his arms crossed.
"Like, I'm pretty sure he was blushing and the arua in the room was sooo scary as soon as he locked the door on me. Who does he think he is to do that to me! He's the worst-"
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Y/n ranted to him as he kinda dozed off into space, he never really listened to her ranting but thought it was good for her to get it off her chest.
After Y/n was done washing her hands they begin to finally leave the school. As they were walking Y/n realized how cold her hands were from the water and held Akaza's hand with an Anya smile on her face.
"AGH, fUcking cold!"
Akaza screamed as he slapped her hand away, Y/n smirked as she giggled creepily.
"You're a demon woman!"
He pointed his finger very close to her face.
"I know...hehe"
He grumbled as he continued to walk, soon reaching the front door.
"Finally..."
Akaza said under his breath as he stretched his arms, feeling the cool breeze. He then looked over to Y/n.
"Hey, you wanna ride?"
He asked,
"With what car?"
Y/n asked back with sass,
"Who said anything about a car?"
Akaza smirked as he took hold of her hand and brought her over to a bike rack where his awesome a$$ motorcycle was at.
"Look at my beauty, isn't she lovely? I haven't given her a single scratch."
He crouched down and kinda hugged the motorcycle with sparkles around him. Y/n stood there with her arms crossed.
"you look so weird right now..."
She said coldly as akaza then cleared his throat, getting up.
"Hop on!"
He ignored her comment as he sat down on the motorcycle, patting the seat behind him.
"Fine.."
She sat down behind him and put her arms around his waist.
"Do ya mind?"
He asked with sass in his tone, kinda mocking her from earlier.
"Oh sorry, I rather not fall off.."
Y/n replied sarcastically with an irk mark on her cheek.
"Oh yeah, sorry.."
Akaza apologized bluntly as he stared the motorcycle, the engine beginning to make noise. Akaza starts driving to Y/n's house, he knew it by heart sense he used to go there for playdates when he was younger.
While driving through the dark streets that were lightened by the street lights surrounding them, the breeze flowed through y/n's h/l hair. She nuzzled his neck from behind as she smiled softly. Akaza glanced at her for a second before turning his gaze back to the street, a small smile appearing on his lips.
Akaza finally arrived to the house, parking in the driveway as Y/n slowly got up.
"Bye akaza, this was fun!"
Y/n exclaimed as with a closed eye smile, waving.
"Bye y/n! Have a good night.
He waved back.
"Thanks you too!"
"Anytime!"
Akaza started the engine again and left y/n as she walked inside her house, greeted by her mother cooking dinner.
Two demons sat on top of a building in the dark, candles surrounding the area Illuminating the starry night.
Below them was many children slaughtered, some of them eaten as the woman licked her lips that were covered in blood. The male just sat there looking at the night sky, he kinda dozed off into space, but he was thinking of something instead of listening to his bestfriends ranting, he was thinking of two high school students on a weird device. The two reminded him of him and his bestfriend, a tear fell from his eye. The bestfriend noticed this.
"Are you ok?"
She muttered, worried.
"w-what?"
He stuttered, moving his gaze to her.
"you're crying.."
He wiped his teary eyes.
"Oh...I am.."
He looked down as she then held his hand with her cold one.
"what's wrong?"
She scooted closer to him, furrowing her eyebrows.
"Its nothing, I just...had a memory..probably from the past.."
She then took her hand away and crossed her arms, looking at him coldly.
"You're so weird.."
"I know...."
The end
Word count: 1324
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