Hi luv! I’m so glad you enjoyed the Hanamiya scenario and that
it helped you feel better during such a stressful time. Hope you did well on
those finals! So, so sorry this took me so long to get done! I hope it’s worth
the wait and that you enjoy it. I do so love this sweet, hyper active owl boy!

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Kotaro Bokuto – Will You Be My Manga-tine?

While sitting in your homeroom waiting for class to begin you
quietly read the latest manga of your favorite series. It’s just getting to a
really intense part when a loud voice says near your ear, “Hey! Hey! Hey! You
like ______ too? It’s my favorite!”

Turning your head, you start violently when you find intense
gold eyes peering into yours; Bokuto.

Smiling weakly, you nod, turning your head back to continue
reading. Thankfully he doesn’t say anything else, just takes his seat as the
bell rings which prompts you to put your book away. Focusing on the teacher,
you fail to notice Bokuto’s eyes remaining on you.

From his seat, he has a perfect vantage point of you, the
girl he’s had a crush on since the beginning of the year. Akaashi can’t
understand his fascination with you.

“She’s the complete
opposite of you in every way, Bokuto, what could possibly draw your interest to
her?” the setter asked as they walked home from school and the ace finally
confessed he wanted to ask you out but didn’t know how.

“I know! That’s what’s
so crazy but I can’t help it! I really, really like her Akaashi!”

That was a week ago and he still hasn’t gone through with
asking you on a date. For all his brazen, outgoing persona, the thought of confessing
to you makes his jaw lock up and words get jumbled in his throat. Sighing, he
rests his head in his hand, racking his brain on what to do.

Needing to run an errand that day for his mom, he deviates
from his normal route into the shopping district. Coming upon the shop where he
buys his own mangas, he sees an advertisement that the creator and author of
the series you and he both like will be coming to the store on Saturday to meet
fans and sign autographs.

“That’s perfect!” he shouts to no one rushing home and
completely forgetting the reason he came to this area at all. His mom is not
pleased, but he promises to make it up to her because he’s going back on
Saturday.

The next morning at school, he bounds across the courtyard,
his eyes shining even brighter than usual.

“What’s got you so excited?” Akaashi asks.

For answer, Bokuto flashes up a flyer of the shop event. “I’m
going to ask ______-chan to go with me to this! It’s perfect because she likes
the same manga as me so we’ll have something to talk about!”

“If you can get her to talk, if you haven’t noticed, she’s pretty
shy and mostly quiet Bokuto. I suggest not getting your hopes up too high.”

Momentarily deterred, Bokuto’s expression drops slightly but
it’s back the next second when he decides he isn’t going to give up. “I really
like her, Akaashi so I’m going to try.”

This morning is a repeat of yesterday; you reading and Bokuto
startling you out of the story but this time it’s because he thrusts the flyer
between the pages of your book and your face. When your eyes come into focus,
they widen slightly.

As you turn your gaze to his face, Bokuto can see you’re
wearing a small smile. “I’m planning on going, do you want to come with me?” he
asks simply and you nod. He holds in his hoot of jubilation, remembering
Akaashi’s advice to simmer down a bit around you but his smile is wide and
beaming. “Great! Um, here, let me get your number so we can figure out details,”
he goes on taking out his phone. You hesitate for a moment but then figure
there’s no harm; Bokuto may be loud and obnoxious sometimes but he’s actually
quite nice. He just makes you nervous because he’s so…so Bokuto. That and he’s
rather attractive which just adds to your feeling of inadequacy.

The end of the week cannot come fast enough for Bokuto and
when Saturday morning dawns he’s already up, running to the train station to
meet you. You both decided it best to get there before the doors open in case
there’s a long line. As he rushes around the corner, he sees you standing on
the platform.

“______-chan! Good morning!” he shouts.

You wince, still waking up and drinking your tea but send a
shy wave to him. As you wait for the train, Bokuto bounces on the balls of his
feet. How does he have so much energy? And this early in the morning? Finally,
your train pulls in and you board but before you can grab hold of a handle it
starts with a jerk, sending you flying forward. However, your downward trajectory
is halted by a strong arm around your waist. With a firm tug, Bokuto sets you
upright, though now your back is pressed to his chest.

Behind you, Bokuto hopes and prays you can’t feel his heart
racing. You’re in his arms…you’re in his arms and he’s internally screaming!
Never mind it’s because he was helping to make sure you don’t get hurt, never
mind the fact you have no clue he likes you as much as he does; you’re in his
arms and he knows more than ever now how much he wants to keep you there.

“Th…thanks, Bokuto-san,” you stammer out. You can feel his
breath on the back of your neck, the warmth of his body entirely too inviting.
If you don’t move now he’s going to think you’re a freak! But when you make a
move to extract yourself he tightens his grip ever so slightly.

Just as you’re about to question him, he lets go, saying, “Sorry,
just wanted to make sure you had your footing.” Of course, why else would he have
hung on? Because he wanted to? Ridiculous.

As you slip free of his grasp Bokuto already misses the feel
of your body next to his. You’re soft and feminine and pretty and gosh darn it
he wants to hold you again but properly this time! Should he…should he confess
now? But no, he just said something incredibly stupid; you probably think…well,
he actually has no clue what you think.

When you arrive to your stop, both of you are rather quiet,
retreated into your own thoughts. It’s a new side to Bokuto you’ve never seen
before and all your self-doubt crops up again; does he regret bringing you
because your clumsiness made things awkward? Should you make an excuse to leave
so he can enjoy the signing?

Before you decide one way or the other, Bokuto does it for
you. “Come on, ______-chan, let’s hurry!” Unthinkingly, he grabs your hand,
tugging you along at a hurried pace. When you round the corner and see the shop
you find there is already a rather long line. Stepping into it, you stand side
by side, the silence from before returning.

It’s doesn’t last long, however, when Bokuto looks at you
and asks, “So, what did you think of that last chapter?”

The next three hours fly by in a whirl of conversation, you
and Bokuto talking about your favorite characters, story lines, how much you
wish the next season of the anime would come out!

“We should watch it together,” he says enthusiastically
making you almost stop breathing. He…he wants to spend more time with you?

“Yeah, that would be fun,” you respond taking another step
forward as the line moves.

Eventually, you reach the signing table, meeting the creator
(who is very nice) and getting your books autographed. After a quick picture,
you thank them and peruse the shop, Bokuto sneaking away to buy you a keychain
he saw you eyeing. When you went back to get it, you were disappointed it was
gone and he had to stifle his laughter. He wasn’t ready to give it to you yet.

“Do you mind if we make a quick stop a couple blocks over?”
he asks as you walk out of a café having just finished lunch. “I promised my
mom I’d pick up some stuff for her.”

You smile; it’s sweet that he’s so helpful. “That’s really
nice of you Bokuto-san,” you say falling into stride with him. You’re much more
comfortable with him now, surprised he was able to get you to open up so much.
Usually you stay mum about your passion for manga and anime but with Bokuto it
just felt natural to talk; he actually seems interested in what you have to
say.

He shrugs. “Yeah, well, since I was so excited about asking you
to go to this today I kinda forgot to get the stuff for her earlier in the week.”

His words make you stop in your tracks and when he realizes
what he just said Bokuto’s eyes widen even more. Turning around, he decides now
is as good a time as any to tell you how he feels. Stepping closer to you, he
reaches out and takes your hand. When you don’t pull away, he sighs inwardly in
relief.

“______-chan, I…I’ve been trying to think of a way to tell
you…but…I…I really like you…a lot and I would love it, if you’d go out with me,”
he confesses.

You’re stunned to silence, mouth hanging open slightly.

“______-chan?” he asks and you blink.

“Yes?” you reply.

“Yes?! You mean you’ll go out with me?” he asks excitedly
squeezing both your hands.

You’d meant it as an indication for him to continue speaking
but then realize he’s been silent waiting for your answer. And though you’re a
nervous (but excited) wreck about the prospect of dating him, you actually appreciate
his enthusiasm.

“Yes,” you say more confidently, “I’ll go out with you.”

Throughout the rest of the day filled with errands, an impromptu
movie date (“Two dates in one day! This is awesome!” Bokuto shouts making you
laugh) and an early dinner, he doesn’t let go of your hand. At the end of the
day, he insists on walking you home. When you arrive, he hugs you tightly. “See
you on Monday,” he says, kissing your hand then turning it over to place in
your palm the keychain you’d wanted.

You surprise him and yourself when you fling your arms back
around his neck, hugging him tightly. “Thanks for the great day,” you whisper
before pulling back and heading in your house. Outside, Bokuto is on cloud
nine, running the entire way back to the station to try to expend some of his
energy.