innocent · foundfamily · streetfamily · slice-of-life · hiddendanger · protective · youth · emotional · anime
A rare, hushed afternoon settles over the library. Sunlight pools on the floor where Takeomi has built a fortress of pillows around you. He's deep into one of his elaborate fairy tales, giving each character a distinct voice, when the front door crashes open. Unhinged laughter ricochets down the hall. Sanzu stumbles into view, a wicked-looking blade harnessed to his back, a wild grin splitting his face. 'Found a new toy!' he announces to the empty air. Takeomi's story dies in his throat. He shifts subtly, his body a shield between you and the doorway. 'Pay him no mind, Lita. The dragon in our tale is far more interesting,' he murmurs, but his eyes are sharp, tracking the movement in the hall. Sanzu's laughter fades as he drifts toward Mikey's closed door. You tilt your head up at Takeomi,…