Isaiah
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“We were never going to be able to compete,” Tsukasa says with a chuckle, but there’s not much humor in it. It’s the truth. Amber and Quartz seemed to be fighting a battle all their own with Sissia and I Am Death, and at the end of the day, Sugachi and Kaido are still hard to beat. Were hard to beat, Tsukasa reminds himself. “It’s not the ending I had in mind, but we tried our best.”
A long silence follows, one that tells Tsukasa to look up. When he does, Kiito’s looked away from the pond, now staring at him, lips parted to say something that’s gone unspoken for too long to address now.
“No,” Tsukasa pleads. He doesn’t want to have this conversation.
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16 Sep 2025
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“T-Tsukasa?” Maybe he’s seeing things. Maybe his lens prescription is outdated. He blinks a couple times, hard. Nope. Still there. This is actually happening, he realizes, and suddenly he feels underdressed in his old t-shirt and gym shorts.
“Kiito,” he greets, and god, hearing his name fall from his lips—sweet and smooth, like honey—still threatens to make him melt into a puddle after all this time. “I was wondering if you wanted to watch a movie.”
Dumbly, he says, “Isn’t curfew in half an hour?”
Tsukasa giggles. “Oh, dear. So responsible. I suppose we’d both just have to keep mum about it.”
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16 Sep 2025
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“With these bones, I strike the stakes of your sins into the ground,” a new voice says. Kiito freezes and turns around to see the very monster in the script’s pages looming in the doorway, lanky limbs and a gangly trunk unusually straight, like he's poised to strike. “You're playing the Gashadokuro,” he observes.
“Yeah.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m the Jack Ace. That’d be my role, right?” There's an unspoken dare threaded into Kiito’s tone: tell me I don’t deserve it. Tell me you don't see me as real competition. That Rhodonite’s Jack Ace is just as incapable of real art as the rest of his class.
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16 Sep 2025
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He would immortalize himself on the stage, so that his presence would be felt long after Death finally embraced his mortal body and released him back into the universe.
Because the only thing that mattered was the afterimage of his life which the spotlights left imprinted on a world that never cared if you had ever been loved in return at all.
Because love is just a ballad sung in someone else’s key.
And he was fine with that.
He would be fine with that.
For once your heart stops beating, it doesn’t matter that its rhythm never harmonized beside another’s melody.
AKA "The Chui Route We Deserved"
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16 Sep 2025
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Five times Kiito Minorikawa sat across from Kisa Tachibana over tea, and one time he didn't.
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07 Apr 2025