KiyoYachi
Months spent trying to find the perfect type of chocolate for her girlfriend, Kiyoko? Check. An unhealthy heartbeat warning her about a possible death? Check. Sweaty palms because of the nerves Hitoka is feeling? Check. The feeling that she might pass out if she doesn't take a breath soon? Check. It seemed that Hitoka had everything ready for valentines day.
Hitoka is at school early, even if she is early every day due to her club activities, she is still earlier than her usual early. She's waiting for her girlfriend to arrive to wish her the best valentines ever - maybe she could give her a kiss on the cheek and hold her hands while speaking to her about how beautiful she looks, wishing her the best day in her life and then maybe Kiyoko would bend down a little bit and place a soft kiss on her lips in thanks. He shoves her face in her hand to cover the heat that spreads through it - but the more she thinks about it being valentines day, the more sick she feels. With her heart racing the way it is she can't help but believe that she was going to mess something big up. Has she brought the chocolates she spent two hours making last night (she kept burning either them or herself)? Oh, Lord, what if she forgot to bring the chocolates?
When Kiyoko arrives (half an hour after Hitoka - really, why had Hitoka left for school so early), she walks up to Hitoka and hugs her in such a tender way that makes Hitoka melt into the embrace, "Hello," Kiyoko says in a sweet voice.
A blush creeps back onto Hitoka's face, although, it had never really left in the first place. "Oh God, oh God, oh God. What if someone saw and got jealous. What if one of her fan's tries to kill me now?! Ahh! I don't want to die yet!" she thinks, the thoughts not foreign to her at this point. The rapid turning of her head are also common now that Hitoka and Kiyoko are together officially.
Kiyoko laughs softly, taking hold of Hitoka's left hand and walking with her to the club room so that they can go through whatever manager things they do, Hitoka still doesn't fully know - but she will learn! At some point, that is. The blush on Hitoka's face just deepens into a crimson red, so bright that it rivals with Kiyoko's smile.
"What happened to your hand?" asks Kiyoko, still walking with Hitoka's left hand in her own.
Confusion flows through Hitoka quickly, giving her only a second to think before Kiyoko speaks again.
"Your right one, it has bandages all over it."
Ah, of course. Her burnt hand.
"I," Hitoka starts. This is it, Hitoka is going to give the chocolates to Kiyoko now. "I-I got y-you something."
"What is it, Hitoka-chan?" Kiyoko asks in her usual, silky voice.
"I-I-I got you a p-p-present." Hitoka says, her nerves obvious. Her free hand is playing with the bottom of her skirt. It's a habit of hers that shows whenever she's in a confrontational situation. It was quite common when she was flustered, too.
"I got one for you too." Kiyoko says smiling down at her small girlfriend.
Hitoka looks up at Kiyoko. Her eyes glistening and a smile tugging at her lips.
"Really?!" she says hopefully, amazement clear through her voice. "Thank you so very much!" She yells, bowing while still holding onto Kiyoko's hand, tighter than a second ago.
Kiyoko just laughs again. She's been doing that a lot more often lately. But Hitoka can't bring herself to be flustered, not when Kiyoko looks like the sun has come out after years of darkness, her smile shining brighter than ever and her hair waving in the wind. She looks like a Goddess - no, she is a Goddess.
Hitoka quickly takes off her bag and retrieves the box of chocolates that lies on top of all her books, "Here you go! It took some time to find the perfect chocolates but I finally did find them and... HERE YOU GO!" Hitoka shouts the last bit, standing just a few feet away from Kiyoko. The chocolates in both hands.
"Thank you. Your present is at my house because I didn't want it to get ruined so is it possible for you to come round today or would you like me to give it to you later?" Kiyoko asks.
Hitoka, slightly flustered nods her head quickly, this wouldn't be the first time that Hitoka had been to Kiyoko's and vice versa, but it still seems so intimate, seeing her partner's room.
"I can come round if that's okay." Hitoka says, still bowing.
Kiyoko smiles, "Of course it is," And takes hold of Hitoka's hand once more.
They walk to the club room in comfortable silence, Hitoka's blush finally subsiding, until Kiyoko laughs quietly by her side.
"What is it Kiyoko-san?" Hitoka asks.
"I can't believe you burnt yourself all to make me some chocolates." her laugh comes through louder this time making Hitoka flush again.
Hitoka whines, "Kiyoko-san!"
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"-And that's the story of how I fell down the stairs." Hitoka finishes her story making Kiyoko laugh. They're walking to Kiyoko's house and Hitoka decided that sharing stories might be a good way to pass time. But by the time the two girls got to Kiyoko's house, Hitoka had only told one story and Kiyoko hadn't had time to even tell her half of one.
"I'm so sorry I took all the time with my boring story." Hitoka says, her head hanging low in shame.
"Don't be sorry, it was a nice story, although must have been painful."
"It was!" Hitoka says, a smile stretching on her face.
Kiyoko opens the door to her house and straight away Hitoka can feel the home-ey atmosphere hit her like a tonne of bricks. She never felt this atmosphere at her own home, what with her mum never being in. It was a nice change.
"Hello Kiyoko," Kiyoko's mum says walking into the corridor. She stops when she sees Hitoka and smiles, "Hello, Hitoka. How are you today?" She asks.
"Very well Miss Shimizu. How about you?"
"I'm fine thank you. Kiyoko, I'll call the two of you down when dinner is ready." Kiyoko's mum says. Hitoka is sure that she can feel Kiyoko's mum's eyes follow them as they walk away.
"Okay."
The two girls walk upstairs to Kiyoko's room like many times before. Except this time, Kiyoko makes Hitoka wait outside her door for a little while. She says she needs to get everything ready.
"Come in!" Kiyoko says, her voice raised the slightest bit to make sure Hitoka hears her through the closed door.
Her breath hitches as soon as she opens the door wide enough to see into it.
In the middle of the room lies a variety of different flowers that went so well together, complimenting each other. On the shelves and around the corners are candles, they illuminate the room with their soft glow that is just bright enough to show Hitoka Kiyoko's face. There's music playing very softly, Hitoka is sure she had heard this song before, most likely when she was in the car with Kiyoko and Kiyoko's mum.
The scene before her is so beautiful.
Tears well up in Hitoka's eyes, her lips wavering as she runs up to Kiyoko to hug her around the waist tightly.
"Do you like it?" Kiyoko asks in a hushed tone.
"Very much," Hitoka says, also in a hushed tone as to not disturb the atmosphere.
"You didn't have to do this," Hitoka says, body still hanging on Kiyoko.
"Maybe not, but I wanted to do this." she whispers as she leans in to leave a small kiss on Hitoka's cheek.
Kiyoko leads Hitoka to her bed, they lie on it for approximately an hour telling each other stories before Kiyoko's mum calls them down for dinner. They both eat and when Kiyoko's mum asks if Hitoka is staying the night, Hitoka turns to Kiyoko in a silent question. Kiyoko just looks back, smiling and Hitoka understands, "I think so if that's not a problem," she says politely. Before they go to sleep, Hitoka texts hr mum to tell her where she is - the reply is short and to the point but she can't bring herself to care at this moment in time. They lay together for a while, just watching something on Kiyoko's laptop before Kiyoko tells Hitoka they need to sleep.
That night, Hitoka dreams of graduating Karasuno and going to University to reunite with Kiyoko. They move in together, in her dream, and form a little family. They're together. They're happy.