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First Date [Kasamatsu Yukio]

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I hope you guys like Kasamatsu because you’re about to get a lot of him.

Sitting alone at the
top of a play set’s slide, [Name] idly played games on her cellphone as
she waited. Clouds had started to blow in from the East, covering the
sun every so often and casting shadows on the ground below. [Name] hoped
it wasn’t a bad omen.

Turning her game off, [Name] glanced at the time displayed on the glowing screen before heaving a sigh of disappointment. 12:30.

“He’s half an hour late…” [Name] muttered as she felt her stomach rumble.

After
Kasamatsu had accepted her offer of going on a date, the two had
discussed what days they would both be free. Well, more like she had
discussed while he simply grunted in response, shaking in his shoes.
Eventually, the two had agreed upon a lunch date that Sunday evening.
Something simple that the both of them could handle which would also
allow the two of them to get to know each other better. They had agreed
to meet in the park where the basketball teams often met and [Name] had
arrived twenty minutes early, excited to see the older male. However, as
time crawled on, she was finding it difficult to stay patient.

“I can’t believe he stood me up…”

Pushing
off and sliding down to the bottom of the play set, [Name] resolved to
just go home. As she walked, she bit the side of her cheek to stop the
tears that were prickling at her eyes from flowing. Blinking back her
emotions proved to be a tad difficult as she brushed past strangers
walking through the park. She grumbled to herself and glared at the
ground while making her way towards the park’s exit. It was ridiculous
of her to think she could have a happy time with the guy she liked for
so long.

Finally reaching the sidewalk outside the park, she took
the first few steps that would take her home. By now her tears had
receded and the only emotion left was borderline apathy towards the
situation. She barely noticed the dark haired male that ran passed her.
If he hadn’t accidently bumped shoulders with her, muttering an apology
as he hurried past, she would’ve mistaken him for someone else.

“Kasamatsu-senpai?”

Hearing
his name, the hurrying male came to a stuttering stop as he turned
towards the voice that had called out to him. He was panting hard from
running all the way from the station and a thin layer of sweat had
started to break out on his skin. He cursed whoever had stopped him on
the sidewalk, knowing full well that he was more than half an hour late
for his rendezvous by now. When his eyes landed on the Seirin female
however, he knew instantly that he had already screwed up.

“[Name]-san,
I-I thought we were going to m-meet in the p-park,” Kasamatsu said
through his heavy breathing. Inwardly, he awarded himself for not
stuttering as much as usual, but chalked it up to the fact he was trying
hard to catch his breath.

“You’re late.”

Her near apathetic
response shocked the third year. Lifting his shaking hand to rub at the
back of his neck, he felt a shameful heat reach towards his cheeks as
he avoided her gaze.

“Y-y-yeah… S-sorry…”

He gave no excuse
for his tardiness, wondering to himself if it would even make a
difference if he had. She was upset with him. He had screwed up majorly
and she probably didn’t want anything to do with him now. Silence
consumed the both of them as they stood on the sidewalk, the people
passing by giving them small glances. Two minutes passed with them
standing there in silence before Kasamatsu decided to open his mouth and
apologize again, but a low rumbling cut him off before he could get a
word out.

“A-ah…” He looked down at the younger girl and watched
as her cheeks reddened. Her eyes refused to meet his as she placed her
hands around her stomach in a vain attempt to hush the organ.
Sheepishly, she glanced at him after her stomach had settled once more.
“I-I’ve been waiting for our lunch date all day.”

Kasamatsu made a noise of understanding as he scratched at his cheek. “I-If you want, we can still g-go… To l-lunch, I mean.”

The
offer was left hanging in the air for a tense moment as [Name] thought
over his offer. Kasamatsu could practically hear his own heart beating,
reminding him of the adrenaline rush he got from being on a basketball
court. Only the feeling he was getting now was more sickening, making
him want to run. Part of him wished she would reject his proposal so he
could go home and save himself from further embarrassment, but the
majority of him knew that if that happened, he would be emotionally
crushed.

“Sure,” [Name] answered quietly. Suddenly, she put her
hands on her hips as she looked away with a slight pout. “But you’re
paying since you’re the one who was late for our date.” Her cheeks
reddened as she reminded him of their date, in turn causing his own
cheeks to redden.

“A-ah, y-yeah,” Kasamatsu agreed, feeling a weight lift off his shoulders.

Nodding
to each other in agreement, the two started making their way to town
where most of the restaurants and cafés were located. They walked side
by side in silence, not looking at each other as they turned corners and
crossed streets. It wasn’t until the sun had been completely covered by
unnoticed clouds and the first few fat drops of rain had started
falling that either of them had made a sound. In a panic to get out of
the rain and stay close together, Kasamatsu instinctively latched his
hand onto [Name]’s smaller one, setting the pace as they ran for cover.
[Name] felt a heated blush make its way towards her cheeks as she
noticed their intertwined hands. She had to fight the urge to comment on
how adorable she found the action.

“Oh man, my hair is going to
get all frizzy,” [Name] whined, tugging at a strand of hair with her
unoccupied hand as the two of them made their way under the veranda of
the nearest café. Though they hadn’t been in the rain for long, water
still dripped slowly from their hair and clothing. As they both stared
out into the downpour, they wondered how each of them would be getting
home safely today. “After lunch, I can call my mom to come pick us up.
We’ll drive you to the station.”

“S-sure.” Kasamatsu said, thankful that he wouldn’t have to brave more of the rain in order to make it home.

[Name]
smiled up at him, her eyes meeting his nervous steel blue ones as she
nodded her head towards the café behind them. Catching the hint,
Kasamatsu stiffly nodded as he led her inside, standing with her in line
so that they’re lunch date could begin. The smile on her face stayed
there the entire time as she looked around the quaint café they had
stumbled upon. Slowly, his own small smile made its way onto his face as
he watched her.

Maybe he hadn’t screwed up so bad after all.

{EXTRA}

“Hey, Kasamatsu-senpai?”

The older teen looked towards his younger companion as they waited in line to be seated, his eyes asking his unspoken question.

“I think it’s really cute that you’re still holding my hand.”

Letting
go of her hand, a string of broken apologies sputtered out of his lips
as Kasamatsu flushed red, shaking from more than just the cold rain now.
[Name] could only grin before she burst out laughing at his reaction,
causing him to yell in embarrassed frustration.

No, he hadn’t screwed up the date after all.

I love Kasamatsu-senpai!

Twenty Question [Kasamatsu Yukio]

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Originally posted on my personal writing blog (along with another various accounts I have elsewhere). This is an extra chapter I couldn’t quite fit into a series I once wrote for Kasamatsu! I hope you enjoy! (I’m contemplating posting the other chapters to the Kasamatsu fic I wrote; let me know if you guys like this idea)
-Neon

There’s a tense
moment of silence as ____ glances back and forth between her companion
and the direction their waitress had just left in. With their orders
already taken, an opportunity for conversation should have been
initiated, but neither teen was seizing the chance. In a nervous habit,
she starts nibbling on her bottom lip, wracking her brain for any topic
that would be of interest.

“So,” she starts eventually, noticing how the boy across from her flinches ever so slightly. “Basketball?”

In
her mind, ____ is chastising herself for the lame start of a
conversation. Of course her date would want to talk about basketball—he
was Kasamatsu Yukio, after all—but she didn’t know the first thing about
the sport save for the few things her friends back at Seirin had told
her. Needless to say, she’d already dived headfirst into a topic she had
no experience in.

“Y-Yeah,” Kasamatsu answers back.

He’s
cursing at himself inwardly for the short response, unable to find the
words to express himself. Even if he could, he doesn’t really know what ____ means. Did she want to know why he played basketball? Or maybe
she wanted to talk about his last game? It was possible she was leaving
it open for his interpretation so he could take the conversation in
whatever direction he chose, but that plan would only work if he could
get the jumbled vocabulary in his mind to make coherent phrases longer
than a syllable. This date was a bad idea.

When Kasamatsu fails to
elaborate further on his answer another silence starts to linger in the
air. ____ finds herself glancing around the cafe, looking for another
source of inspiration for their conversation. When none presents
itself, she goes back to the previous topic, albeit hesitantly.

“I
don’t know much about it myself. Maybe you could teach me a few
things?” She leaves the question hanging in the air, hoping her voice
didn’t sound overly hopeful.

There’s another beat before Kasamatsu answers with a quick, “S-Sure.”

____ feels her heart sink when, once again, Kasamatsu ends his answer short.
She hadn’t expected him to be so closed off and, for a brief second,
she wonders if it’s something about her that’s putting him off.

“I’m
sorry this is really awkward,” she apologizes suddenly, catching
Kasamatsu slightly off guard. ____ couldn’t remember the last time a
first date had gone this badly; maybe it was a bad omen? “If you want,
we can call this date off. I wouldn’t mind—”

“N-No!”

The
quick outburst startles ____ and she reels back in her seat for a
second, staring at Kasamatsu with wide, curious eyes. Despite the fact
that he’s turning his head in every direction other than hers, she can
still see the red flush that’s begun to creep its way onto his face. It
tints his ears ever so slightly before he finally opens his mouth to
speak once more.

“Stay,” he murmurs, proud of himself for not
stuttering for once. “I…” Once again and far too soon, he’s at a loss
for words. Just how hard could it be to explain that he really wanted
this date to work out? “I want to know… you?”

Even though he’s
ended it like a question, the fact that he’d said something more than
one word at a time has brought an accomplished smile to ____’s face.
Still, she knows it must have taken a lot of courage for him to do so
and it’s more than likely that he’ll return to his one syllable answers
once again. It takes her a moment, but a plan comes to her mind that may
take use of his short replies. This date might just be a good idea
after all.

“I want to get to know you too,” she confesses. The
words cause a tinge of pink to dash onto her cheeks and she tries to
shake it off before continuing. “Why don’t we play twenty questions?”

“H-Huh?”

There’s confusion laced in Kasamatsu’s voice, something ____ was betting would happen.

“We’ll
ask each other a series of yes or no questions,” she elaborates, making
a two with one hand and a zero with the other. “Things like ‘do you
like the school you’re in’ or ‘do you like eating seafood’ and stuff,
okay?” When Kasamatsu hesitantly nods, ____ smiles. “Great. Uh, I’ll
start.”

She takes her time to think of a good first question, her
thinking process showing on her face as she glances around the room.
Every so often, ____ would lock eyes with Kasamatsu, though he never
held the gaze for long. Finally, after a dragged out minute, ____
snaps her fingers together in a gesture that says she’s finally thought
of one.

“Do you play any instruments?”

The questions was simple enough and Kasamatsu easily finds himself nodding as he mutters out a quick, “Yeah.”

And
for a second, ____ forgets the rules to the game. “That’s so cool!
What kind of instrument do you play? Do you know how to play any modern
songs, or just classical stuff? Can you play something for me one day?
I’d really like to hear it. Oh, have you ever—”

There’s a certain
panic in Kasamatsu’s eyes as the onslaught of questions assault him.
Noticing the overwhelmed expression, ____ brings her inquiries to a
screeching halt. She smiles sheepishly at him as a form of apology
before gesturing for him to take his turn. Unfortunately, it only lands
the two of them right back at square one.

“D-Do… Do you, uh…”

____ doesn’t even bother to count the minutes it takes for Kasamatsu to finally finish his question.

{EXTRA}

“Okay,” ____ says, her voice holding a tone of finality. “This is the twentieth question I have for you.”

She
pauses for dramatic effect, making Kasamatsu feel rather nervous. What
if she asked something that would inevitably embarrass him? He didn’t
want to have to lie.

“Will you,” she starts off slowly. “Teach me how to shoot a basket?”

His answer his immediate. “Yes.”

Super cute awkward Kasamatsu!

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@ourneverendingpossibilities

“T…Tia…” Kasamatsu stammers, trying to ground himself before speaking further. When he’s gathered his bearings, he looks to you–a blush still very evident on his cheeks. “I know you’ve been having a rough time…and there’s not much I can do to help..” He pauses, taking your hand in his. “But I’ll be here for you if you need anything…I can promise that much.” He assures you–and while his cheeks are still well lit, you can’t help but melt at the sincerity in those words. 

Just a little something for Admin Tia!! ;v; I don’t have a lot I can give right now, but I thought maybe this might at least brighten up your day a bit! Sorry if this sounds too strange;;; I haven’t written or drawn kasamatsu before but I tried my very best!! 

This is so sweet! Thank you for being such a ray of sunshine for us and supporting people through your wonderful art. I’m sure Tia will love it!

Hello my dear! I was wondering if I could request a Yakuza! Kasamatsu where he originally kidnaps reader because her family owes a lot of money. But even when they manage to pay it off, he keeps her because he ends up falling in love with her? However, he lets reader decide if she wants to stay with him or leave?

A/N: Everyone is aged
up, therefore, Kasamatsu is not his normal, blushing, can’t talk to women self.
That’s all fun and good but I wanted something a bit different with this one
and I hope you all enjoy it. Also, the essence of your ask is here just changed
up a little. I hope you love it!

Kasamatsu sighs, rubbing
the sides of his head. This is the part of his job he hates. No, scratch that,
he hates his whole existence in this fucked up world he’s been forced to
partake in but there’s nothing for it; he has nowhere else to go and he’s in
too deep to ever get out.

Imayoshi smiles, that
insincere, nefarious smile of his as their latest captive, or as he likes to
call them collateral, is ushered kicking and screaming into one of the “guest
rooms”.

“Quite the feisty one,
eh?” he asks looking at Kise.

The blonde snorts but
his eyes haven’t lost their gleam. If anything, they’re brighter. “Well if it
were easy all the time that would spoil some of the fun, now wouldn’t it?”

Kasamatsu shakes his
head, still perplexed how this can be the same guy they recruited a year ago.

They didn’t even have to
work that hard to persuade him, in fact he came along a little too willingly
for Kasamatsu’s taste. He remembers thinking Kise was a happy go lucky type of
guy, all sing song voice and flirty eyes, which now given his job as a lure
works well in their favor. But time has worn away that persona, at least behind
closed doors, and Kise’s revealed himself to be quite the deviant and sadistic
bastard. He thinks little of almost everyone, barely respecting his higher ups
and that’s mostly due to risk of punishment.

You think you know a
guy.

Banging is heard upon
the locked door, the woman’s voice shrill and penetrating. “Kindly get her to
stuff a sock in it, Kasamatsu,” Imayoshi orders.

The brunette grunts
something akin to “yes sir” before striding to the door. He yanks it open
sharply, a startled cry and wide eyes greeting him. He feels his heart almost
stop; she’s gorgeous. Not just that but there’s fire, passion, drive in her
eyes. She refuses to be a victim so matter how much she is one now.

“What the hell is this?
I demand that you release me! Do you know who my father is?” she yells getting
right in his face. Yep, she’s a brave one. He pushes her back hard enough to
land on the bed before slamming the door and crossing his arms.

“One, keep your mouth
shut or else I’ll make your stay infinitely less comfortable with a rope and
gag,” he says, voice calm and even. He watches her swallow her retort. “Two,
we’re very aware of who your father is. Are you
aware of the debt he owes Imayoshi? Of the bad investments and the lying and
the book cooking?”

Her eyes get wider and
wider with every word he utters, tears clinging to long lashes. “I guess that’s
a no,” he remarks leaning against the door. Closing his eyes, Kasamatsu inhales
a deep breath through his nose then opens his eyes once more to meet her gaze.
“The grace period ended and when Imayoshi sent his collector, your father
couldn’t pay. So, you’re here as collateral.” He brushes imaginary dust from
his suit just to avoid her eyes. “Which means, as long as you follow orders,
you can roam freely in the manor. Well, mostly free, since I’ll be accompanying
you to make sure you don’t run off or get yourself killed somehow.”

He opens the door,
turning to look over his shoulder. “For now, I suggest you take a shower and
change into something more comfortable. I’ll see to it that you get something
to eat.” Then he’s gone, locking the door from behind which he hears renewed
sobbing.

He sighs again. He
really hates this.

Days later and he’s
ready to punch a wall. He thought his new charge would have some sense of
self-preservation but no, she challenges anyone and everyone she encounters, but
mostly him.

“What the fuck is wrong
with you?” he hisses. “Are you trying to get yourself maimed? Or killed?” He’s
got her by the wrist having just caught her trying to escape for the third
time.

“You can’t hurt me,” she
reasons, “If I’m collateral then part of the agreement must be my safe return, unharmed.”

“For someone who’s
family is so deep in the business you sure are stupid about it. For one, your theory
is completely wrong. The only reason you’re still in such good condition is
because I’m in charge of you. But what exactly do you think will happen if you
do manage to escape huh?” Kasamatsu snaps, his voice rising as he pushes up her
against the wall, hands tightly squeezing her shoulders.

Her eyes are blown wide
at his proximity and the intensity of his gaze. “You think this is a fucking
game? That if you escape you win? Debt dropped because you were clever?”

He huffs, shaking his
head and looking down momentarily before meeting her eyes again. “If you
escape, what do you think the next step is in paying the debt? I’ll tell you. Imayoshi
will merely up the cost. Instead of a live hostage, he’ll cut his loss and your father’s life short.”

She inhales sharply,
tears leaking down her face. “And he’ll send me to do it as punishment for letting you get away,” he continues,
tone bitter.

“That…that’s…” she
stutters.

He glares deeper at her.
“I hate killing, always have always will. I don’t want this life but I’m stuck
to it like a curse. And,” he looks to the door, lowering his voice and hoping
his initial outburst wasn’t overhead before looking back at her, “if you keep
disobeying me, Imayoshi will remove you from my charge to someone more…adept at
breaking people.”

“How true that is, my
dear,” Imayoshi says from the doorway making both Kasamatsu and her jump. He
strides forward, pushing aside his subordinate to roughly clasp her by the
chin. Face inches from hers, he speaks in a low menacing tone, and though he
looks at her, his words are for Kasamatsu.  

“If I hear that this
little bird has spread her wings a bit too far one more time, I’ll let Hanamiya
clip them. Understood?” He meets his eyes back to Kasamatsu.

“Yes sir,” comes the
quick reply.

Imayoshi releases her
chin, giving her a slight smack on the cheek. “Count your lucky stars that
you’re in Kasa’s care, little bird. He’s one of our more…tenderhearted
members.”

Standing to his full
height, Imayoshi straightens his tie and jacket, sending one last look to
Kasamatsu before turning on his heel and exiting the library. Exhaling a long
breath, the remaining male takes her by the elbow guiding her out into the hall.

“Who…who’s Hanamiya?”
she asks numbly.

Kasamatsu tightens his
grip on her arm. “Trust me, you’re far better off not knowing. By the time his
last collateral’s family paid off their debt the damage was already done.”

“What do you mean?”

He meets his eyes to
hers. “She ended up in a mental institution.”  

Since the day in the
library, things have been relatively easier with her, at least in terms of her
sticking around. She’s still snarky and full of sass but mostly just to annoy
him. If he didn’t know any better, he’d say she was flirting.

But that may just be
wishful thinking.

Because resistance is
futile against this woman and he can feel himself succumbing to her charms.
Especially when she smiles. It’s uncanny how much a simple tilt of her lips in
an upward trajectory can lift his spirits, though he’s careful not to show any indication
of such a thing.

Or at least he thought
he was until Kise remarks, “If you keep making puppy eyes at her I’m going
to puke.”

Kasamatsu sends him a
glare but doesn’t respond, knowing it will only make him worse. The blonde
snickers, parting with, “Don’t go falling in love with her. Either way,
she won’t be staying forever.”

As he walks away,
Kasamatsu clenches his fist, striking the wall in his irritation; Kise’s right.
This whole arrangement won’t be indefinite. Imayoshi may be a patient man but
he also has a reputation to maintain.

And everybody pays in
one way or another.

It’s like self-fulfilling
prophecy. Time has gone by rapidly and Kasamatsu can see the changes in her.
She’s more relaxed around him, willing to smile more, even laugh out loud
sometimes, usually over a book she’s reading or movie she’s watching. And he
can feel the changes in himself. The unnecessary touches to her body, a guiding
hand on her back as they walk through the manor, a hand out to assist her from
her chair. The way he thinks about her constantly, even when he’s in his room
and she in hers.

He knows it’s stupid,
stupid and dangerous but they don’t call it falling for nothing and he’s
falling hard and fast.

The manor is quiet, most
of the other members either off for the night having a drink or a screw (or
most likely both) or on jobs of their own. The past month has been building to
this crossroad and Kasamatsu stands rock solid like he’s wearing concrete shoes,
his eyes fixed on her face as she inches closer to him.

Her hand settles on his
neck, sending shockwaves through his nerves but he remains still. Slowly she leans
forward, breath teasing the sensitive flesh of his lips. “This is just…stress
release, you understand?”

“Are you trying to
convince me or yourself?” he asks bluntly.

“Screw you,”
she breathes closing the distance kissing him harshly.

Kasamatsu can’t stop his
hands from moving, one wrapping in her hair while the other locks onto her hip.
“If you say so,” he counters huskily.

He pushes her into the
mattress, mouth and tongue caressing every inch of flesh exposed. She arches
and moans, holding onto him so tight he wonders if he’ll bruise. And when she
crests her peak, moaning loudly, “Yukio,” he knows he’s a lost man.

When it’s over, he
leaves at her behest, her reasoning that if they keep it to just fucking it’ll
be less complicated. “Whatever,” he mumbles pulling up his pants and
tossing on his shirt, not bothering to button up the latter.

It happens again three
days later in the storeroom after dinner and then two nights after that in the
pool house after dusk.

They both keep saying
their trysts can’t continue, he because of attachment issues, she because the
more she feels for him the more she feels a traitor to her family. But they
can’t stop, it’s like an addiction, it goes beyond want to need and keeps
getting deeper no matter how many times in so many words they tell themselves
they don’t care.

The veil of mutual lies
falls even lower tonight when Kasamatsu rises to leave and feels her hand wrap
around his wrist.

“Stay,” she
says, the word quiet in the dark, a plea as much as it is an order. And
Kasamatsu realizes as he lays back down, drawing her into his embrace, that the
roles of warden and captor have switched or at the very least become mutual.

Because he’s irrevocably
in love with her.

The day comes, the day
he’s dreaded since he first laid eyes on her. If he’s honest, he probably fell
for her then, hair flying wild, eyes full of fear but determination. She was
like no one he’d ever met before and he wants nothing more than to keep her by
his side. But it’s not his choice, nothing in this god forsaken world he lives
in is his choice. It’s orders, orders, orders.

And his orders are to
take her home.

Through some miracle
(more likely an extreme generous or unfortunate “benefactor”) her father’s debt
is cleared. She’s no longer a captive of the Yakuza, but she’s definitely
Kasamatu’s.

“I don’t want to go
back, Yukio, I want to stay here. With you,” she confesses as he gathers her
bag filled with items acquired during her time with him.

His head falls back on a
sigh, arms going slack before he looks at her. “You know that’s not possible.
And even if it were, I wouldn’t let you.”

She crosses her arms,
finger nails digging into her small biceps, teeth mangling her bottom lip. He
knows she hates showing weakness but she can’t help wearing her emotions in the
open, her heart on her sleeve. “Why?” she whispers, eyes closing in effort to
trap her tears.

He flops her bag on the
bed to draw her into his arms, inhaling deeply to take in the scent of her. He draws
back, hand caressing her cheek as he stares in her eyes. They’re so pure still,
so full of hope and life and good that
it pains him. Everything he’s ever wanted is right here in his arms but he
absolutely will not keep it, will not keep her. Because she’s too good for his
world.

A dark chuckle almost
escapes his lips as memory takes hold of a boy from long ago, one wearing a
high school basketball jersey and knee-high socks, who for the life of him
couldn’t even speak coherently to a
girl let alone do the things and say the words he’s done and said with her.

He opens his mouth but
the moment is broken by a knock at the door. Separating from her, Kasamatsu
opens the door revealing Sakurai, who bows low.

“I’m sorry, but the car
is waiting,” he says voice shaking.

Kasamatsu nods once
dismissing him. Turning back around, he walks to the bed and picks up her bag
before placing his hand upon her back, a familiar gesture he doesn’t even
bother hiding anymore. “Come on, it’s time to go,” he says quietly.

The drive to her home is
silent, save for muffled sniffles coming from beside him. She insisted she ride
up front, the last time she’d have to be by his side. As they reach her family home,
Kasamatsu sees her face scrunching up in an attempt not to cry. She fails
miserably. It pierces his heart but he can’t, he won’t be selfish. It’s for her own good that she returns to her
family, even if they are tied to the business. There’s still time for her to get
out, to make a life of her own away from it. Which means, away from him.  

He stops the car and
gets out, popping the trunk to gather her bag before reaching the passenger
door. Opening it, he holds out his hand but she won’t take it, won’t even look
at him. “Hey, come on, they’re waiting for you,” he grunts.

She shakes her head.
Groaning softly, Kasamatsu drops his burden to the ground and reaches in tugging
her out, easily moving her smaller frame with his larger one. When she
collapses in his arms he dies a little more inside. “Please,” he mumbles in her
hair, “you have to go.” Her head moves back, eyes full of tears. Then suddenly,
she puts distance between them just enough to rear back and smack him across
the face.

“I love you,” she chokes
out. He stays silent. “And I know you love me too Yukio, you may never have
said it but I could feel it! I could see, can
see it, right now, so why? Why are you doing this?” she shouts.

He grabs her shoulders
roughly, pushing her back against the closed door of the car, bearing the
weight of his soul in his eyes. “Because I love you too much to corrupt you!
I’m nothing! I have nothing! You think I want to stay with the Yakuza, that I
want to be Imayoshi’s errand bitch boy? I don’t have a fucking choice! He owns
me! Body, soul, mind, all of it, until I die which could be any moment of any
day!” He’s breathing hard, muscles tense and teeth grit. He grabs her chin,
kissing her hard, hot and deep. He doesn’t care if anyone sees this, he’s
making a statement and wants the whole fucking world to hear it.

Pulling away, their
breaths mingle as he says softly, “I will love you until the day I die, but I
will not let you throw away your life for me. Go, do magnificent things, change
the world, just…live a little bit for me.”

He plants one last kiss
before turning away and heading to the driver’s door, the sound of its slam the
finality of his decision.

He means every word,
he’ll die loving her, but he’ll sacrifice both of their happiness to keep her safe.

A month later, his
assertion that he could die at any time almost comes to fruition. He’s sent on a job with Aomine as lookout but their target got the jump on them and he ended
up stabbed several times. For all his hard ass talk and “don’t give a fuck” attitude,
Kasamatsu had never seen Aomine drive that fast before passing out. It’s a
miracle that he survived.

A week has passed since
the attack and when Kasamatsu opens his eyes for the first time it’s to find her in a hospital chair by his bed. In
his shock, he tries to sit up resulting in a groan of pain pulling her from
twilight slumber. Instantly she’s up, one hand grabbing his while the other
lays gently upon his cheek and he almost laughs at the irony that her last
touch to him there was a bit more stinging. His body reacts to her
automatically, head nuzzling into her touch.

“What the hell are you
doing here?” he asks, tone weaker than he’d prefer.

She smiles softly,
leaning down to kiss him and the feel of her, the scent of her, everything
about her brings him back to life. When she pulls away, she whispers, “Hayakawa
told me, or at least tried to tell me, what happened but all I needed to
understand was you were hurt.” She places a hand over his mouth to cover
protests she’s tired of hearing. “Stop, Yukio, please. I know you think you
know what’s best, and to be honest, you’re probably right. But thanks to my
father and brothers, this world is a part of me now. And if I have to live in
hell, I’d rather choose the demons I keep company with.”

He takes in a deep
breath, moving her hand and pulling her forward to kiss again, more deeply,
more lovingly, than he’s ever allowed himself. Releasing her mouth reluctantly,
he grunts, “And if I have to live in hell, I’d rather keep an angel by my side.”

And a week later when he
returns to the manor, that’s exactly where she is.

✿ – Sex headcanon ♥ – family headcanon For Wakamatsu, Kiyoshi and Kasamatsu Thank you!!

baesketballers:

Thanks for requesting these side characters, I love them (*≧▽≦) Hope you like these, Jade!

✿ – Sex headcanon

WAKAMATSU

  • During your first time together, he probably becomes a nervous wreck because of how often he imagines doing things with you, and the reality of you being in bed with him is just so overwhelming that whenever it sinks in, he turns all the more passionate.
  • Will be a complete loving dork afterward, a contrast to his demeanor while doing the do with you. A little bit awkward with aftercare, but that’s just because he tries to get everything right when it comes to you. He won’t give a damn if it’s anyone else—he only can’t stand the thought of making you disappointed (which leads to him trying his best in bed too, cough cough).

KIYOSHI

  • He’s hard to rile up. It really takes a lot for this person to give in, though that makes teasing him all the more rewarding. The process of breaking him involves withstanding the way he looks at you with that hungry flame in his eyes, so make sure you’re ready to keep your composure under that desirous gaze—and for the consequences of sexually teasing him, of course.
  • Loves giving body worship! He wants you to know that you’re an incredibly gorgeous person and that he feels so lucky to be in a relationship with you, and though he has no qualms saying it out loud, he also wants you to know through his actions. Will spend a long time kissing every inch of your skin. If you have physical insecurities, he will ask you to point them out and proceed to tell you his opinions about why he thinks that body part is beautiful.

KASAMATSU

  • Sure, he likes boobs and booty just like every other guy, but the real killer for him is legs. If your relationship were to advance to a stage where the two of you are living together and he sees you in booty shorts, he’ll die and go straight to heaven. Will treat your legs like personal property: if you’re going out showing them off and other guys are looking at you with subtle indecency, he will tie his jacket around your waist or something.
  • He’s not the most vocal in bed, only letting out the occasional grunts and groans with a sprinkle of dirty talking under certain circumstances. It’s up to you to coax the heavenly noises out of him.

♥ – family headcanon

WAKAMATSU

  • Wikia says he has a younger brother, and my instincts were right lmao he’s probably the quiet nii-san type that serves as a secret guardian angel to his little brother and will never ever be as loud/hot-tempered with him like he normally is around his teammates!
  • He thinks that family is a really important part of his life, and he has the responsibility to take care of his parents as their child. I image Wakamatsu doesn’t have a “I’m friends with my parents” type of relationship (like most Asians), but he quietly does his best and shows that he cares in his own way.

KIYOSHI

  • I imagine he’s a very white picket fence type of guy, I don’t even know how to articulate this. Picture a nice house with a front yard, a dog, children running around… that’s probably his dream family (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄
  • If he were to have kids, he would try his best to be a perfect balance of strict and kind, and he would fail miserably. Kiyoshi just cannot take the puppy eyes of his kids whenever they beg him for something, and although he knows that it’s bad that he cannot say no, he still says yes anyway and runs to you, leaving you to play the bad cop. Let’s just hope his kids don’t exploit him too much.

KASAMATSU

  • Doesn’t show it, but lowkey has a fantasy like Kiyoshi too (’white picket fence’). Though he’d definitely be the stricter one in the household, or at least he tries to put on that kind of face. He screeches internally if his child does something cute but only allows the smallest smiles on his face.
  • HE HAS TWO YOUNGER BROTHERS H O L Y S H I T!! Excuse me but I bet he’s such a great one again like Wakamatsu he might not be straightforward with his affection (a.k.a. not verbally saying I love you and stuff like that) but he is very supportive of them and tries to be involved in their life!! I BET HE SAYS STUFF LIKE I’M PROUD OF YOU ONCE IN A WHILE and when he does his younger brothers become so touched………..

You’re welcome, all the boys need love so I try to pick ones not seen that much. These are so fantastic! Thanks for doing them, I love them!

Kasamatsu-kun, if I said I love your body, would you hold it against me? *wink wink*

*Kasamatsu blinks at
you in slight confusion* “Would I hold what against-“when he realizes your
meaning his face flushes to a red rivaling a cherry tomato. Your lilting giggle
makes his heart almost stop, hands and forehead sweating. “I..um…that is…”

“If he won’t, I will,” supplies Moriyama.

“Hey, back off!” Kasamatsu shouts, his arm finding its way
around your shoulders on its own accord.  Moriyama
just winks at you, mouthing, “You’re welcome”, before sauntering off.

Kasamatsu-kun!!~ *Jumps on his back* I’ve missed you very much! You better be taking good care of yourself since you don’t reply to my texts!! *pouts* You better be prepared, because I’m not letting go of you for the rest of the day! *Hugs tightly* You know I love you right?

“Gah, what the hell!” Kasamatsu shouts but
blushes when your eyes meet. “Heh…sorry _____-chan, I didn’t realize it was
you.” *Debates how to handle the
situation, sweating bullets because you’re so close*

“Senpai! Hold up her legs so she doesn’t fall, haven’t you
ever given a piggyback ride before?” Kise teases.

“Shut up, Kise!” Kasamatsu shouts but can’t kick him because
he’ll drop you. Sighing, he wraps his arms under your legs. “I’m sorry about
the texts, you can see I have my hands full,” he says nodding to Kise.

“Oh, your hands are full alright, but not of me!” the ace
sing songs.

“That’s it,” Kasamatsu says setting you down. “I’m gonna
kill him.”

*You hold on tight,
your pout making him stop in his tracks from pursuing a retreating Kise.* “Th…then
again, we do have a lot of catching up to do.” *He sits down, trying not to faint when you sit in his lap*

Can I have the whole team TFS (KnB) with letters A, I, L, N, S (sorry if it’s too much) thank you so much love ;)

I didn’t
even know this was a thing and I’m SO IN LOVE WITH THIS TEAM YES PLEASE!

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Kasamatsu:
Spoons
up behind you and nuzzles the back of your neck, whispering all the things he
wants to say to you that he’s too nervous to say to your face, actually hoping
you’re asleep because he’s so embarrassed but doesn’t really mind if you hear
because he means every word.

Kiyoshi: Flat on
his back with you on top, running his hands up and down your body gently as you
either lay in comfortable silence, fall asleep or just have pillow talk.

Takao: Already
answered. Tucks you into his arms for pillow talk (jokes) and makes you giggle
with feather light touches and nuzzles. He loves bathing in your afterglow, so
there will be moments where he stops talking and just stares at you while
touching your face.

Himuro: Plays with
your hair and kisses you gently while having pillow talk.

Mayuzumi: Snuggles
into the blankets and draws you close to him to fall asleep together.

Momoi: Mentally
makes notes of what her man enjoyed before snuggling flush against him and
falling asleep.

 

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic
aspect…) 

Kasamatsu:
Kasamatsu
is a nervous wreck at first, avoiding eye contact and blushing bright enough to
look like he has a sunburn. But he wants to make you feel good, so he’ll push
through his discomfort and focus on giving you what you want. He needs lots of
verbal cues and encouragement. Just be patient, he’ll get the hang of it.

Kiyoshi: Surprisingly
confident even though he can be such a goofball. He’ll ask you questions if he’s
unsure but overall, he sets a steady pace and keeps you both moving forward,
allowing you to do what you want and vice versa.

Takao: A mix of
silly and sexy, Takao likes to keep things lighthearted every now and again but
when he really gets focused his voice drops an octave and he increases the
intensity of his touch and kiss to let you know he’s shifting from playful to
needful.

Himuro: Super
romantic, he’ll literally charm the pants (or skirt) right off of you. He’s
more vocal (in that he’ll speak more) and will sweet talk/dirty talk you into a
state of bliss. Alex has given him some tips so he applies those as well.

Mayuzumi: Quiet but
effective, he uses his actions over words to communicate his feelings. He doesn’t
let people in that easily so going this far with him is quiet impressive.

Momoi: Really
enjoys being taken care by her lover and appreciates when he takes charge. She’s
constantly having to take care of Aomine (and the rest of the team of Too) so
having someone let her lay back and enjoy herself is precious to her.

 

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Kasamatsu:
His
or your bedroom preferably with locked doors. Kasamatsu isn’t very confident in
his sexual prowess at the beginning so having the security of seclusion with no
interruptions is key for him.

Kiyoshi: The
shower. Kiyoshi loves the feel of your body slicked up and wet pressed up
against his equally hot and wet body. Just don’t let him go too long holding
you up because of his knee.

Takao: Takao has
an armless chair in his room that is so comfortable for having you ride him. It
allows his hands to roam freely and gives you more control of speed and
penetration adding to both of your pleasure.

Himuro: A shared
onsen. Himuro will love the thrill of possibly being seen and the feel of your
body semi-weightless is amazing.

Mayuzumi: Also
prefers the bedroom, away from possibility of interruption or prying eyes. He
wants both of your focus completely on each other.

Momoi: A bit of a
bad girl, Momoi wouldn’t mind being taken in the locker room or a storage closet
every now and again. Both her and her babe are usually super busy so having a
quickie in either location is an option.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Kasamatsu:
Anyone
walks in? It’s over. His hard on is gone and he’s either blushing like a fool
or yelling his head off at whoever (usually Kise) interrupted.

Kiyoshi: Similar to
Kuroko, he values kindness and being a good person. If you’re rude or overbearing,
it’s a huge turn off for him.

Takao: Already
answered. If you’re too serious. Takao needs someone he can joke around and
laugh with so if you’re so stiff and rigid or just can’t take a joke, he’ll
likely decide to move on to someone more fun.

Himuro: Don’t even
think about flirting with Taiga…like…AT ALL. They finally got their brothership
back on course and he will not appreciate even a light teasing that you may be
interested in his brother. Just…don’t try to make him jealous, it won’t end
well.

Mayuzumi: Being too
clingy. Mayuzumi needs his personal space and if you’re continually invading it
he’ll get annoyed and most likely tell you to take a permanent hike.

Momoi: Does not
discuss her previous romantic encounters. Those are private and not up for
discussion so don’t ask.

 

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how
long do they last…)

Kasamatsu:
Initially,
one round of actual sex and maybe another of oral. He doesn’t last long because
it’s all so new but just like in the sport he loves, he’ll practice to improve.

Kiyoshi: Good level
of stamina and can go a couple rounds as long as his knees isn’t acting up.
Then he’ll most like be able to go one round and the rest of the time will have
to ask you to the be one on top. Not that either of you mind.

Takao: Already
answered. Takao has a good amount
of energy and the years he’s spent playing basketball have helped him hone the
art of body and energy control. He’ll likely be able to go two or three rounds
lasting a decent amount of time.

Himuro: He’s in
good shape and focused, so Himuro can last a good long while opting longer
sessions rather than increased number of rounds.

Mayuzumi: Somewhat
low stamina given his partially sedentary nature. He’s good for a round or two
but not more than that.

Momoi: If she can
keep up with the GOM’s and all the aspects of being their friends, then she can
keep up with multiple sessions of significant length.

Please send requests for the AU events Bad Boys and
Supernatural! 

Details here

I don’t know if you’re still taking the one word and character prompts but if you are how about Kasamatsu and possessive? Give our shy captain some romantic gumption lol.

ourneverendingpossibilities:

Soft moans filled the room as your back hit the wall. You clumsily grabbed onto his jersey, tugging at it until your knuckles turned white. Your legs wrapped around his waist, slipping as you tried to hold on. 

You vaguely remembered what brought you into this position with your boyfriend, taunts from the other team, and a wolf whistle from their ace, when you greeted Kasamatsu after their victory. While you ignored their attention, Kasamatsu certainly didn’t, and made it clear by cupping your cheeks and pressing a hard kiss to your mouth. 

You were caught so off guard by it, if it hadn’t been for his grip on your hips, you definitely would’ve been flat on your ass.

A gasp flew past your lips as he tore your shirt, bringing you back to the present, and biting on your breast. He wrapped his arm around you, yanking you back in place as he growled and sucked, leaving a nice hickey on your skin.

Well now..

“…K…Kasamatsu-kun…”

His eyes flew to yours, steel blue darkened by lust as he assessed your rosy cheeks. Licking his lips, he trailed them back up your skin, nibbling and leaving a trail before he reaches your mouth, biting on your lower lip.

“…MINE.”

A chuckle left your lips, hands playing with his hair as you hummed, lazily returning his kisses.

“So possessive…” you teased, gasping when he ground into your clothed core.

“What’s wrong with protecting you ____?” he whispers, though it’s rougher than his usual voice. “I can’t believe that bastard.”

You looked at him a bit worried, cupping his cheeks and pulling him into a slow, languid kiss. Tongues tangle playfully, tiny giggles leaving your throat, before a low, drawn out moan erupts through the silence. Your cheeks burn, and a yelp is muffled by his lips, hand smacking your ass.

Pulling back, you pant against his lips, resting your forehead against his as you regain your breath. Not even two seconds later, however, he has your mouth again, carrying you to the bed and crawling over you as he takes off your clothes. He takes off his jersey, pulling back and staring at you with lustful hues, swallowing the lump in his throat.

“Damn…  You’re gorgeous ____.”

A blush erupts at his tone, grabbing onto his shoulders when he swoops down to attack your neck once more..

…Yep.. He’s possessive.. But you’re the only one to witness this side of him, making you just a tad possessive as well.

*Fans self* Whooo boy this was HOT! Yep, possessive Kasa is now one of my new drugs. Thanks for writing it! I’ll definitely try to get in another request to you tomorrow!!