Been a while huh? Here we are with another set. I need to write a one shot soon instead of sticking to the drabbles.
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51. Perfectionist (YuuNaa)
Nana woke up from her sleep when she heard shifting and stomping outside the bedroom. It was also quite curious that Yuiri wasn't in bed with her. Maybe she got up for a midnight snack? At 5am?
When she got up to investigate, she didn't really know what to expect.
But Yuiri practicing her sword fighting choreography certainly wasn't it.
"Yuuchan? How long have you been doing this?" Nana rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.
"I waited until you slept so I could practice. I need to get this down perfectly!"
Yuiri had bags under her eyes and her grip on the katana was wobbly. The discomfort she was putting herself through made itself obvious on her features.
"Yuuchan put that down and come back to be-"
"No. I can't be any less than perfect! When you watch me on stage I want you to be proud of me! I need to work harder!"
"Yuuchan, this isn't the first time you've practiced at this hour isn't it?"
"I've been surviving off of 3 hours of sleep for this entire week. Now please go back to bed Naachan."
Nana shook her head, "I'm not going anywhere unless you come with me."
"No! What if I mess up on stage?! In front of everyone! Everyone would laugh at me! You'd laugh at me! And.. and… You'd leave me! You'd get back with Mako or something!" Yuiri snapped unexpectedly.
Nana took cautious steps forward, "hey… none of that's gonna happen. You haven't slept all week, and it's obviously getting to you. You're not thinking clearly." She closed the distance and reached out for her hands, "I'm not gonna leave you, I promise. You just need some rest."
"Then tell me… you... love me." Yuiri's speech began to slur, a week's worth of fatigue finally catching up to her.
"I love you."
"I'm sorry for putting you through this Naachan, I've been so… tired." Yuiri fell forward into Nana's arms as her consciousness faded out.
Luckily Nana caught her and felt her slump further as Yuiri immediately fell asleep in her hold. As best as she could, Nana laid her girlfriend down on the couch and set one of the cushions down under her head.
Unfortunately the couch could only fit one sleeping person at a time otherwise Nana would've joined her in slumber.
After laying a kiss upon the sleeping beauty's forehead, Nana noticed the sun beginning to rise as a faint light began to permeate through the blinds of their windows.
"I might as well get breakfast prepared now." Nana stuffed a dolphin plushie into Yuiri's arms before heading into the kitchen.
52. Wide Awake (FuuMiru)
When it's all said and done, I'm just glad it happened. Right? Another sleepless night for Fuuko. Her body was tired sure, but her mind was racing with thoughts. What really pissed her off was that there really wasn't a reason for it.
She looked to her side and saw Miru next to her curled up in the sheets.
Fuuko sighed.
One day Miru's gonna see it. I'm not the right girl for her. Maybe she pitied me for never having a girlfriend before, maybe this love is one sided and I'm an idiot for thinking I can keep a girl like her.
Even if we go our separate ways… I can just be glad it happened.
As long as she can find a girl better than me, I'd be happy.
It doesn't get any easier to think about.Fuuko rolled over and closed her eyes, desperate to sleep and escape these thoughts.
Immediately after, Miru wrapped her arms around Fuuko's midsection and nuzzled her head into her back. She let out a small hum as she hugged tighter.
"Babe, you awake?" Fuuko whispered.
To no response as Miru was fast asleep.
You can't fake that right? A person who didn't love me back wouldn't do that in their sleep.
What a funny thought huh?
Maybe she really does love me.
I sure as hell hope so at least. Fuuko's eyes began to close, even without spoken words, that was the reassurance she needed.
53. Acumen (SudaYuria)
A girl who couldn't see colors and shapes isn't fit for an academy of the arts unless they were a musician, an actress, a dancer maybe?
But Akari wasn't any of these things. Her gifted hands molded clay into intricate sculptures.
Yuria was in awe looking at Suda's creations peering at the level of detail she put in despite lacking eyesight. Sculptures of tigers, elephants, and various other animals lined the shelves and the floor of her room.
Yuria felt her shoulder get tapped with Akari's cane.
"So Yuria… what kind of art do you do?"
"I'm a photography major."
Akari frowned.
"Aww, I'll never be able to experience your art."
"Eh, we never know. Maybe I can take up pottery or something one day. Hell, maybe I can be a sculptor like you." Yuria smirked, "Maybe I'll even be better than you… maybe I already am."
"Ha ha… Better than me?" Akari raised her eyebrow, "you better be able to back those words up Yuria."
Akari tapped her cane against the drawer next to her bed, feeling for the handle before pulling it open.
She pulled out a block of clay and held out her hand "Let's do some sculpting Yuria! Let's see what those soft hands can do."
"Tch… soft hands, how hard can sculpting even be?"
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And it was then Yuria found out that sculpting was incredibly difficult.
Her hands were messy, the desk was messy, and she was really getting tired of the smell of clay.
Akari sat on the floor making a sculpture of her own. One of an octopus. An inhuman amount of detail going into each tentacle. She must've had a photographic memory before going blind to create such an odd creature with such accuracy.
"So Yuria, are you about done with your beautiful creation?"
"Uh… yeah… I guess."
Akari sprang up and felt her way towards the desk eager to see what Yuria had created.
Yuria watched as Akari's fingers touched every surface of the clay, analyzing the image in her head. Yuria could see the look on Akari's face transition from confusion, to pure concentration, before settling on laughter.
"So Yuria, what's this supposed to be?"
"It was supposed to be a cat."
"Ahh… a cat..." Akari laughed, "want some honest criticism?"
Yuria scratched her head as she set aside her abomination, "sure Akari, lay it on me."
"It feels like a sculpture of a cat that got hit by a bus."
"I don't think that's how criticism works, Akarin."
54. Charity (Oya Shizuka, Owada Nana. Non-Pairing)
With a warm box of pizza in hand, Shizuka turned the corner into a run-down alleyway in a really grimy area of the city.
Because someone called this run-down alleyway their home.
Shizuka kicked the dumpster positioned against the wall, "Naanya! Get out here, I brought ya something!"
The dumpster lid flipped open and a girl poked her head out, "Shizuka! Good to see you!" Owada scanned the area and looked at the food Shizuka had brought for her, "Is that for me?! You shouldn't have!"
Owada climbed out of the dumpster and sat on the floor, "what's the occasion?"
Shizuka sat down next to her and handed the pizza box to her, "It's just my way of saying thanks. Ya treat me like a regular girl instead of treating me like a Yakuza. Not many people do that and I appreciate it y'know."
"It's no biggie Shizuka, you go out of your way to treat a homeless girl like me like a regular girl. I guess no one likes being judged by their covers huh?"
"Being homeless… does it suck?"
"It's not all that bad, I hardly have to pay for food and I get good company sometimes. Sometimes I do wonder what its like to have my own bed."
"Well, I didn't come here just to bring you a pizza."
Shizuka unzipped her backpack and unloaded the contents on the floor.
Bundles of cash dropped down onto the concrete. It was more cash than Nana had ever seen in her lifetime.
'Whoa, Shizuka… what is this!? Is this for me?"
"Mmm kinda." Shizuka grabbed a bundle and thumbed through the bills, "this is your tuition. I'm getting you off these streets."
"Whoa, is this some top secret Yakuza crime money?"
"No… my aunt owns a successful bakery franchise."
"Bakery?… is that codeword for black market drug trade?!"
"No… its codeword for 'establishment that sells muffins'."
The two laughed after their little exchange, before going silent.
Nana grabbed a bundle of cash and flipped through the tender, "But really though Shizuka, I owe my life to you now." Tears welled up in her eyes, "you don't have any clue what this means to me."
"Don't think about repaying me ever, I love helping out the underdogs."
Nana smiled, "this calls for a celebration! Everyone get out here!"
A band of raccoons (and curiously enough, one possum) of all shapes and sizes hopped out of the shadows and swarmed the pizza box.
Shizuka quickly backed away from the rodents
"WHOA NANA WHAT THE FUCK?"
"Ah don't worry Shizuka! They're all nice raccoons… except for Mr. Hamazaki over there."
She pointed to a raccoon that was clawing at the walls and ripping apart a pizza.
"He has rabies."
Nana grabbed a slice of pizza for herself and handed another one to Shizuka to which she hesitantly accepted.
But Shizuka wouldn't turn down a celebration. Especially Naanya's last day as a homeless girl.
Topic: Adventures in Art School: Minis (Mayuki, SakuRuppi+) (3/26/21) (Read 13820 times)