uihai playing twister ;)

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This is a fantastic idea.

Ui is not sure how he got roped into this, but his head is facing the wrong direction and one leg is over one shoulder.

Hairu, probably. She wanted to join the Quinx’s party, and even though he was uncomfortable, he went for her.

Now they’re the last two Twister survivors, battling for victory.

Hairu laughs. She looks like a pretzel covered in rose petals.

“Ui. Your turn.” Saiko spins. “Left hand, green.”

Ui screams internally.

Saiko exchanges a smirk with Shirazu. Their plot to catch Inspector Bowl Cut in a state of disarray is working.

With a groan, he plants his left hand on the nearest green he can find. His muscles tremble, but he won’t give up.

“Koori, I’m in pain.” Hairu flutters her eyes at him.

“You can fall,” he grunts.

“There’s no love to spare in Twister.” Saiko rubs her hands together. “Hairu, right foot, yellow.”

“Yellow, like the sun.” Hairu smiles and barely manages to reach around Ui.

She finds face directly over his, which is perfectly positioned upwards. “Hello there.”

“Help me,” he whispers.

“Okay.” She kisses him.

Ui shrieks and falls, taking her with him.

“Hairu cheated. That means Ui is the winner.” Saiko would be upset, but Hairu kissed Ui, and that’s even better than her plan.

Ui sputters.

“She meant it,” all the Quinx yell simultaneously – even Urie, because Mutsuki made him.

Hairu flushes and smiles at Ui. He can’t quite believe it, but he kisses her back.

“Time for spin the bottle!” yells Saiko.

@hamliet

“I’ll go first.” Saiko grins mischievously and spins the bottle. It lands on Shirazu, who turns as red as his hair.

“Oooh, Shiragin, you ready?” She claps and leans over to kiss him.

“That was too quick,” he complains, and she giggles.

“Take me to dinner and get more.”

“Hey! No propositioning!” Urie is horrified that he’s been roped into playing this juvenile game.

Hsaio looks sad. So when she spins next, Hairu considers it her duty to “stop” the bottle on Saiko.

“Ooh, what a busy night for Saiko.” She squeaks as Hsaio presses her lips to hers, for longer than Urie and Ui thought was necessary.

Judging from Saiko’s smile, she disagrees with them.

Ui spins the bottle, but to his own shame, he doctors it to land on Hairu.

She shivers with excitement as he pecks her. “Wait! Kiss me more!”

“That’s for after the party,” Saiko says, and Urie’s getting real tired of her insinuations.

Ui sits down, face as pink as Hairu’s hair.

Saiko claps her hands. “So many red faces. Who will be next? Higa, you’re up.”

“No.” Higamaru wanted Hsaio. Now he has … Aura?

Aura’s eyes are about to fall out of his skull. “Help.”

“Eee.” Higemaru knows he can’t do this halfway. If he’s gonna kiss Aura, he’ll make it count, feelings be damned. He squeezes his eyes shut and sucks Aura’s lips in his.

“This is oddly fascinating.” Shirazu is mesmerized.

“I’m scared and I want to go home,” Ui mumbles as they break away.

“Love it. That was your first kiss, wasn’t it, Aura?”

“Shut up, Saiko.”

“I’ll take that as a yes. Mucchy?” Saiko hands the bottle to Mutsuki.

They’ll all think he’s disgusting. They’re going to hate kissing him, unless he lands on –

In fact, he does land on Urie.

Saiko smirks. Their leader is not displeased and she knows it.

“Is this okay?” Mutsuki murmurs, leaning close to Urie.

“Yes.”

Their lips brush, and Urie doesn’t look disgusted. He looks at Mutsuki with wonder in his eyes.

The Quinx adopt a cat.

Mwahahahahahahha. Again, here’s an AU where Shirazu is also 100% alive.

“Saiko, you can’t.” Hsaio hurries after her fellow Quinx.

“Watch me!” Saiko holds the cat closer to her chest. “Look how fluffy its cheeks are! Urie’s keeping it, whether he wants to or not.”

Hsaio sighs, but lets Saiko into the Chateau.

Higemaru must have super-senses, because he races downstairs before Saiko has even removed her shoes. “Meow! Meow! I love it!”

“We saw it fishing through garbage on our walk. It’s homeless,” Hsaio explains.

Higemaru shrieks with joy as Aura stumbles out of his room, a dazed expression on his face. “What are we all excited about?”

Saiko holds out the cat Lion-King style. “Look, San-chan!”

A vast array of possibilities open before Aura; reading with it purring on his lap, taking it fishing, having fur to bury his face in when he needs to cry.

For Saiko, the delight on her fellow Quinx’s face is enough reason to keep the creature.

Mutsuki and Shirazu hurry in.

“Oh!” squeaks Mucchan.

Shirazu wrestles it from Saiko. “Can I pat it?”

“You just stole it,” Saiko replies dryly.

“’Pat me.’” He imitates its voice and holds the creature out to Mutsuki, who swallows nervously.

His palms sweat. They don’t know, but he does, and he hates it.

Still, he pats the cat, and it purrs, like it doesn’t think he’s gross. Mutsuki’s eyes mist.

“What’s it’s name?”

“Not what Saiko wants,” Hsaio says sharply.

“Saiko wants it named Furruta Purruta,” says Saiko.

Higemaru bursts into laughter. “Perfect.”

“Purrfect,” Shirazu corrects.

The Chateau door opens, and Urie Kuki strolls in. He freezes when he sees his entire squad gathered in the hall, holding a fat black cat.

“Meet Furruta Purruta,” Mutsuki jokes.

“I hate you all,” Urie says, but this time, he’s grinning.

*credit to @hamliet for the name*

The Quinx help Aura deal with his… issues.

Aura Shinsanpei has a secret: he hates himself.

He’s convinced he will never measure up. His aunt is freaking Aura Kiyoko, for crying out loud.

He doesn’t know how to interact with people. If he loves you, he worships you. If he hates you, he’s your worst nightmare. There is no grey for Aura, and he doesn’t understand tepid people.

He wants to be the heroes he reads about. He wants to be like Aunt Kiyoko.

“San-chan,” calls a voice, and he looks up to see Saiko waving at him.

“Oh. Hi.” He’s sitting on a bench outside CCG, musing on how he wants to disappear, but his tall body renders that impossible.

“Mind if I sit next to you?” She hops next to him without waiting for confirmation. “Mind if Higa and Hsaio do, too?”

Suddenly, Aura finds himself surrounded by Quinx. Even Urie is here, sitting awkwardly in the back with Mutsuki.

“We’re here to tell you we love you,” Saiko sings.

“Huh?”

She kisses his cheek, and Hsaio hugs him.

Higemaru leans his head on Aura’s shoulder. “You’re our friend, you know.”

“And admittedly your aunt sent us,” Hsaio says.

“But we would have come anyway! Just, later,” Saiko adds.

“We want you to know you’re okay,” says Urie.

Mutsuki doesn’t say anything. He’s not okay. Neither is Aura. But if Aura can be okay, that’s great, unless it keeps him from Sasaki – but if Aura is convinced not to kill Sasaki, that might be easier, too.

“I know I’m fine,” Aura insists, his cheeks pink.

“No, you don’t. You avoid us and live for your aunt. She wants you to live for you, and we want that, too.” Saiko pats his leg. “Come on. We’re all going out for ice cream, and I’ll show you how.”

mutsurie in which urie accidentally ends up going for a drink with mucchan :’) (btw i love your cute writings)

Aw thank you Nonny-Mouse! I live and die by Mutsurie.

“I think we deserve a drink.” Urie stops Mutsuki on his way out of CCG. It’s been a few days since the wedding, and he’s still pissed at himself for not telling Mucchan how he feels.

And he’s not the only one. Saiko’s been glaring at him ever since, and Higemaru and Hsaio are starting to notice.

“Okay,” Mutsuki says uncertainly. “Just one, though.”

When they arrive at the bar, Urie chugs whiskey instead of talking. Mutsuki orders a gin and tonic and sips it. He wants to ask for something sweet, but he also feels like that isn’t masculine enough. He feels ridiculous.

“Let me order you another drink. I though you liked daiquiris? You seem like a daiquiri person.” Urie waves the bartender over.

“Huh?”

“How’s training the Oggai?” Urie orders a Long Island Iced tea, and Mutsuki is now concerned.

Is he drinking to avoid concern over Mutsuki? He shouldn’t be. Mutsuki feels anger rising, along with an alcohol-induced flush in his cheeks.

“I’ll be better than Sasaki. I won’t abandon them. I’m gonna be better.”

Urie’s sober enough to realize mistakes have been made, but not enough to stop them. But after three hours of Mutsuki ranting on Sasaki, and a few drunk texts with Saiko, Urie’s courage has rallied.

“Mucchan.” He interrupts his colleague with a grin.

“What?”

“I love you. I’ve loved you since the auction. You’re the sweetest man I know and I want to kiss you and marry you and live happily ever after with you.” Urie slams his glass down on the counter. It shatters.

“No more for you,” says the bartender in alarm.

Mutsuki leans forward. “I’m ugly. In my soul. I am grotesque.”

“You’re better than me.” Urie throws his arms around Mucchy. “Mut-shuki. Mucchy. Mucchan.”

“You don’t know.” Mutsuki begins crying. “You don’t know what I’ve done!”

“Then tell me!” Urie sweeps Mutsuki off his chair, into his arms.

Something warm explodes in Mutsuki’s heart. He feels safe and happy with Urie. Like Sasaki, but Urie really likes him. Urie didn’t abandon him.

And then Urie falls flat on his face, on top of Mutsuki, just as Saiko, Hsaio, Aura, and Higemaru arrive as reinforcements after Urie’s very strange messages.

Urie regains consciousness through the searing pain of a pounding headache. His room stinks. “Uh?”

“You’ve been vomiting half-unconscious for hours.” Mutsuki is holding him half-above the trash can.

“I said things to you.”

“You never let me finish.” Mutsuki’s massaging his neck. “Saiko will bring water, and when you’re ready I’ll start.”

The Quinx go to a club and drink a wee bit too much.

Dis fun.

Alternate Universe where Shirazu is totally 100% alive.

“Alrighty, everyone. Let’s go.”

“Go where?” Mutsuki looks up in surprise.

“Da club.” Shirazu’s hands are wrapped around Urie, and Saiko appears on Mutsuki’s left, Hsaio on his right.

“Uh.”

Aura is dragged forward by Higemaru. “We’ve been played,” he grumbles.

And so all seven Quinxes find themselves in a club with music so loud Mutsuki can feel it in his teeth.

The solution, as Higemaru assures him, is to drink.

Mutsuki then finds himself crying and babbling on about how inadequate he feels. He leans on Urie, who meanwhile has been drinking to muster the courage to confront Mutsuki. Or just survive the chaotic club atmosphere.

“You’re so handsome,” he finally manages to slur, and then Higemaru interrupts by dragging them both onto the dance floor.

Saiko pouts as Shirazu and Aura begin grinding on each other. “Men are dumb.”

“You’re not.” Hsaio drops her glass onto the floor. It shatters into what she finds a pretty pattern.

“I’m not a man.” Saiko thrusts out her chest.

“Neither am I.” Hsaio grins. “I’ve always wanted boobs like yours.”

“They hurt my back.”

“Can I touch them? Are they squishy?”

When Haise Sasaki arrives per a concerning call from Higemaru, he finds Hsaio and Saiko feeling each other up at the bar.

Urie is vomiting in a bathroom urinal as Mutsuki pats his head.

On the dance floor, Shirazu and Higemaru play patty-cake over Aura’s unconscious body.

He sends an image to Arima. Ui was right. We’re unethical. I quit.

Don’t leave me with this, Arima texts back. I’d rather be with ghouls.

Finally, Akira responds to them both. If you ever send me these images again, dear child, I’m sterilizing myself.

But consider all of the cast with lightsabers.

Oh my word

I’ve sorted the characters according to their introductory affiliation.

Anteiku/Re Affiliates

Kaneki Ken – After inheriting a very special bright red/Darth Maul two-sided saber from the fallen Rize Kamishiro, he finds himself hunted by the Dark Side.

Nagachika Hideyoshi – His is light blue, like Luke’s.

Yoshimura Kuzen – He’s long retired his purple lightsaber, except when he brings it out to clean up after his daughter, Darth Owl. It used to be his lover Ukina’s, from whom he learned how to wield it.

Kamishiro Rize – She was exceptionally skilled with her two-sided saber, but is currently saber-less.

Kirishima Touka – Hers is dark blue and she wields it well.

Koma Enji – Green.

Irimi Kaya – Green. This is why she and Koma first fought in the 20th ward, before Yoshimura convinced them there was room for two green sabers.

Yomo Renji – Darksaber all the way.

Kosaka Yoriko – Yellow-green, but she would rather not use it.

Hinami Feuguchi – Yellow, two-sided, and she possesses uncanny skill.

Nishiki Nishio – green and cracked.

Nishino Kimi – green (this is how she met Nishiki). He then cracked her crystal by accident, and learned the power of love by her forgiveness.

Tsukiyama Family

Tsukiyama Shuu – the gourmet’s is indigo to match his hair, and he adores it to the point that he talks to it. Still, he pines after Kaneki’s two-sided saber.

Karren von Rosewald – Servants weren’t supposed to have sabers, but Shuu bought her a rose pink one for her birthday one year. She’s loved him ever since.

Matsumae – the family bodyguard possesses a darksaber. It still thrills her every time she lights it.

Mirumo – passed down the indigo saber to Shuu.

Chie Hori – her tiny green saber was so delectable she and Shuu had to be friends.

Clowns

Uta – Darksaber, but with a cracked crystal. He and Yomo used to make a fierce darksaber team.

Itori – Hers is bright pink but rarely used, unless you’re counting when she gets drunk and waves it about Helter Skelter pretending she’s a Samurai.

Hoito Roma – She seemed to have an ordinary red saber. Instead she literally has a four-sided saber she uses for utter destruction.

Nimura Furuta – he started the series by pushing pipes onto Rize so he could steal her lightsaber, but now that Kaneki has inherited it, he hired Kanou to make a duplicate. Someday, though, he will get the real one.

Rio/Shikorae – is not trusted with one. Probably for the best.

Nico – pink but cracked.

Donato Porpora – Purple, cracked.

Aogiri Tree

Kirishima Ayato – dark blue, just like Touka. *pouts*

Yamori – Sabers cauterize wounds. That’s boring.

Tatara – Green – half of a two sided saber.

Yoshimura Eto – Darth Owl has a fierce purple lightsaber and exceptional skill.

Noro – Darksaber.

CCG

Amon Koutarou – Blue-white and pure.

Takizawa Seidou – blue, but he cracked the crystal while insisting he could make his own.

Mado Akira – green. She made her own, nice and neat.

Houji Kousuke- the second half of Tatara’s green saber is his. This is the root of their enmity.

Mado Kureo – His fascination with lightsabers has lead him to have a collection of every color, plus every cracked version. He was missing a green one before Akira made hers.

Marude Itsuki – It used to be yellow. Inspired by Yoshitoki, he also decorated the label. It did not turn out well, but thankfully, Juuzou Suzuya wrecked it.

Washuu Yoshitoki – yellow. He’s decorated the label.

Washuu Matsuri – spent half his childhood (literally half) whining for one. Now he has a yellow one and isn’t not as exciting as he hoped.

Washuu Tsuneyoshi – He wishes it was purple, but alas, his is yellow.

Kuriowa Takeomi – He got so good at beating ghouls up with his hands his dad was reluctant to hand down their family’s white saber.

Kuriowa Iwao – He used to have a white saber. Now he has an orange one, because he gave the white one to Takeomi.

Aura Kiyoko – Blue and damn does she use it well.

Tanakamaru Mougan – Pink. He loves the color.

Shinohara Yukinori – Green, “the color of life,” he used to remind Suzuya.

Hajime Hazuki – white. Someone take it away from him.

Arima Squad

Ihei Hairu – hers is lemon-colored, and she’s nicknamed it “Sunlight.”

Arima Kishou – His is ordinary light blue. But he can beat even the most powerful sabers with his technique.

Ui Koori – His is green. Sometimes Hairu tells him they’re lemons and limes, and he enjoys this.

Take Hirako – he ordered light blue to match Arima.

Ihei Shio – Pink. He and Yusa swapped colors.

Arima Yusa – white. He didn’t care for the color, but Shio really wanted pink.

Souza Rikai – purple, which she’s very proud of.

Suzuya Squad

Suzuya Juuzou – green and two-sided. He insisted on green to honor Shinohara.

Keijin Nakarai – Yellow to match his hair.

Hanbee Abara – Darksaber. He feels silly with it.

Miyuki Mikage – Green, like his boss.

Mizurou Tamaki – Orange

Quinx Squad

Yonebayashi Saiko – light blue, and she enjoys wielding it, because then she gets to pretend she’s someone from Feudal times.

Shirazu Ginshi – orange, cracked, and he loved it for its imperfections.

Urie Kuki – purple, but cracked, and the crack is growing bigger.

Mutsuki Tooru – green, and he’s determined to become as skilled as Kaneki.

Hsaio Ching-Li – dark saber. Beware her skill.

Aura Shinsanpei – his is dark blue, and he’s either way too fierce or too timid with it. There is no middle ground.

Higemaru Touma – pink, and he likes to light it up for no reason other than he enjoys the sound.

Hsiao cooks for Saiko, but the other Quinx at the Chateau involve themselves uninvited. Urie pines for Mutsuki while Hsiao pines for Saiko.

Hsaio crawls out of bed reckoning she should have just stayed up. All the Quinx will be up before dawn, and she needs to be ready.

She heard Saiko crying about Mamman last night, and since Hsaio isn’t good with words, she wants to comfort Saiko with actions. Actions that result in food, to be exact.

On her laptop are recipes for green tea bread and chocolate chip pancakes. Saiko likes sweets, even though Urie frowns on them.

Hsaio rummages through their kitchen cabinets, hoping no one wakes up. She’s not a good cook, because she’d rather spend her patience on the field than in the kitchen, but she can be anything for Saiko.

“Mmm? Hsaio?” Tooru Mutsuki trudges into the kitchen, rubbing sleep out of his eyes. “Everything okay?”

“Oh!” Hsaio’s cheeks turn pink. “Saiko was sad last night, so I wanted to cheer her up. With food.”

Mutsuki smiles. “That’s a good way to cheer her up.” He comes over to study the recipes on her laptop. “Want help?”

Hsaio brightens. “Yes, please!”

She appreciates Mutsuki. She never fit in with the other Garden kids – she was too quiet and liked the girls instead of the guys. Liked like she likes Saiko. Like Urie likes Mutsuki.

“Hey.” Hsaio has an idea. “Get Urie down here. Maybe we’ll sneak sugar into that boy yet.”

“He’s sweet once you get to know him,” Mutsuki murmurs, as if he’s not even aware of Urie’s feelings. But he’s pulling out his phone and calling Urie upstairs, so Hsaio has hope for them yet.

“What’s going on?” Urie barrels into the kitchen, dragging a tousled Aura and boxers-only Higemaru. “Where’s Saiko?!”

“Uh. We’re cooking to make Saiko happy.” Mutsuki shoves a bowl at Aura. “Get to it.”

Hsaio sighs. “Well, I guess we’re all helping now.”

“Higa. Put some clothes on.” Urie turns bright red.

He makes sure to stand right next to Mucchan, who’s carefully sifting flour. When Mutsuki smiles at him, all he wants is to kiss him.

——————————————————————————————-

Saiko awakens to the delicous aroma of baked goods wafting in her nose. Has Christmas come early?

She scrambles downstairs in her warm pajamas, afraid she’d forgot a meeting.

“Happy Saiko Day!” cheer the Quinx from the kitchen.

“Huh?”

“We love you and wanted to make you feel appreciated.” Hsaio’s face is scarlet. Those words hit too close to home.

Saiko throws her arms around Aura. She works her way down the line of Quinxes before she leaves a kiss on Hsaio’s cheek. “Thank you. I love you, too.”

Scenario where Tokage tells Urie and the other Quinx (possibly including Shirazu?) about Mutsuki’s past misdeeds. Possibly in front of the rest of the CCG like the monster he is.

OH MY GOD THE ANGST I LOVE IT.

this takes place in an alternative universe where Shirazu never died, sometime after Rushima, but before the Clown Raid.

“You’re promoting this monster?” Tokage stretched out a hand to brush back Mutsuki’s hair. The quivering boy slapped him away, but that didn’t stop his laughter.

“What’s so funny, punk?” snapped Shirazu.

“Yes, and he’s Mucchy, not a monster.” Saiko crossed her arms.

Urie glanced at a sweating Mutsuki, and Suzuya Juuzou had gone unusually still.

“Unless you’re a cat, right?” Tokage winked at Suzuya, who paled.

“N-no,” stammered Mutsuki, desperate. “No, you’re wrong.”

“You killed the kitty?” Suzuya’s eyes were wide.

Because he would remember, wouldn’t he, Mutsuki thought in horror. He liked Suzuya. And he’d hurt him. Again.

“And his family, ain’t that right?” Tokage cracked his knuckles, and that was it for Aura.

“Fuck off.” He leapt to his feet, Hsaio on his heels.

“Nah.” Tokage leered at Mutsuki. “Tell me, who was first: your dad? your Mom? your brother? Did you kill your brother and make up the abuse to cover it? Huh?”

Mutsuki doubled over. “No – ghouls killed them, you know that – ”

“He’s clearly upset.” Saiko marched over and tried to place her hand on Mutsuki’s shoulder.

Mutsuki pulled away. “Ghouls killed them – I am a ghoul – I am – I am – I am – ”

“Say it, boy.” Tokage lifted Mutsuki up by his collar. “You are grotesque. And now your Rc count is out of control, you know. You’re a menace.”

He shoved Mutsuki to his knees. “Look at his Rc levels. He’s a real ghoul now. Tell me, what exactly did Torso do to you to make you like him?”

Mutsuki hurt too much to scream. Salt streamed down his burning cheeks.

“I’m bad, I’m bad, I’m bad,” he sobbed.

“Did you kill the cat?”

Mutsuki didn’t respond until Takage pinched his cheek. “Yes!”

“Did you kill your family? Did you eat a dead instructor to survive at the auction? Did you dismember Torso like you wish to be dismembered?” Takage kept pinching Mutsuki just the way he knew Mutsuki hated, and the boy kept whimpering “yes” just to end it.

“So, there you have it.” Tokage straightened. “I did my duty by keeping an eye on him, and now you’ll do yours and exterminate this vermin. Quinx.” He spat at them on his way out.

“I’m not a Quinx,” said Suzuya, leaping forward and kneeing Tokage right in the groin.

Higemaru took a step towards Mutsuki, who jerked his head up to see – to see Urie staring at him. Just staring.

He cried out and scrambled back against the wall. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

“I don’t care what you did. You don’t have to be sorry to me,” Saiko said stubbornly.

“We like you,” Higemaru added, and Hsaio nodded with a stern glance towards Aura, who immediately added, “Me too.”

“I like him, too,” Suzuya told Tokage, chewing on a strand of black hair. “I don’t like you. Wait, Mutsuki -”

Everyone’s eyes were on him as Higemaru handed Suzuya handcuffs. “I believe this could be considered interference with an investigation.”

Suzuya clicked the cuffs around a protesting Tokage’s wrists. “If I hadn’t had Mr. Shinohara, I would be worse than you. So I don’t look at you with disgust, because you’ve never done that to me.”

“Come here, boy, my ghoulie friend.” Shirazu crushed Mutsuki to his chest. “Like, am I supposed to be worried you’ll eat me? As if.”

Saiko threw herself atop the two, and Hsaio and Higemaru dragged Aura over.

And through the mass embrace, Urie’s fingers reached out to tap Mutsuki’s shoulder.

“I’m gonna hurt you all,” whispered Mutsuki.

“If we could handle Urie, we can handle you.” Saiko grinned.

Mutsuki’s eyes lingered on Urie. Do you hate me?

“Hey.” Urie smiled stiffly. “You know…whatever you’ve done, you’ve been who you are the entire time we’ve known you. And we like you for who you are. Saiko’s right, I think I’ve been more grotesque than you.”

Mutsuki’s heart beat quicker. Could they – could they all accept him?

“Can I hug you?” Urie asked.

A man…asked him permission to touch him? No one did that.

Mutsuki nodded as tears filled his eyes, and for once he found himself in a safe sea of people who loved him. His family.