uihai cuddling in the ccg and didnt notice arima, hirako and the squad 0 kids staring at them

yassssss

“Koori, I’m cold.” It’s late at night in the CCG, and Hairu smells a perfect opportunity.

“Are you?” Ui sidles up to her desk and draws her close to him. He sits and she slides onto his lap. “Hi.”

“Hi yourself.” Hairu strokes his cheek and smiles. “I love you, Koori.”

“I love you, too.” He kisses the top of her forehead. “Is the paperwork good?”

“Almost. But now that I’m comfortable, I could totally stay longer.” Hairu winks, and Ui laughs. She always makes him laugh.

The flash of a camera catches Ui’s attention. “Who?”

He and Hairu both scream to see Hirako and Arima standing in the – admitted open – doorway. Shio holds a camera, and Yusa and Rikai peer out from behind Arima.

“Comfortable?” Hirako asks.

Ui flushes, but Hairu replies, “Very.”

“Good.” Arima’s face is bright red. “It’s bedtime, kids.”

“But I wanted to see her kiss him!” pouts Shio.

“I wanted to see him kiss her,” Rikai adds.

“Aw.” Hairu giggles. “We can’t disappoint them, Koori.”

“Huh?” Ui gasps as she presses her lips to his.

“Your turn.” Hairu pulls away.

Arima winks at him, and Ui’s pulse relaxes. He draws her close and savors every taste. Zero Squad claps in the background.

Koori and Hairu celebrating each other’s birthdays!

The morning of October 1st, Hairu wakes Ui with a shower of confetti. “Look!”

“Huh?” he asks groggily.

“It’s exactly two days after my birthday and two days before yours.” Hairu pokes him. “It’s Uihai day!”

“Is that what we’re calling it,” he teases.

“Yes. Get up. I made breakfast plans.” Hairu tosses her hair. She fiddles with the framed portrait of Squad Zero Ui gave her two days ago.

“Okay, okay.”

When they enter CCG, caffeinated and happily full, Ihei Shio runs up. “Happy Uihai Day!”

“You did not convince them this was a holiday.” Ui sounds suspicious.

“I 100% did!”

“We wanted it to be a holiday. We like you.” Arima Yusa is perturbed. “Why don’t you like us liking you?”

“I do, I do!” Ui squawks, waving his arms like a demented bird.

“We made you something.” Rikai smiles shyly as she holds out a box. “Well, really, we bought them. But still.”

“We custom-ordered,” sings Shio.

Hairu giggles with delight as they open the package together. Ui laughs when he sees a pair of kokeshi dolls, one with black hair and the other with pink.

“Just like you described,” he says.

Hairu embraces the kids. “How did you know?”

“Arima told us. We may have used his credit card,” Yusa admits.

“They’re perfect.” Hairu kisses Ui on the cheek.

“Almost as perfect as you.” Ui winks.

uihai wherein hairu finds out she is pregnant and ui does not yet know she is part ghoul. bonus if arima is still alive and hairu is worried about telling ui about her pregnancy and if hirako and 0 squad kidlets make an appearance. the ghoul thing should come out somehow… some way… and give ui another existential crisis

I mean Ui is basically one walking existential crisis.

SO much Uihai angst! Much love.

“Hairu is – I mean – um – Hairu is pregnant,” Ui tells Arima, gripping his lover’s hand. “We’re going to keep the baby.”

To his surprise, Arima isn’t angry, but he does exchange a long, firm look with Hairu. “I’m assuming Ui is the father.”

“Yes,” Ui says quickly.

“Congratulations,” Arima says, albeit stiffly.

When they leave his office, Hirako is waiting with a smirk. “Finally, Ui, you learn what it’s like to disappoint your father.”

“It’s as much me as him,” Hairu cuts in.

“Hey, I’m happy for you both. Arima is too. He’s just emotionally constipated.” Hirako shrugs and wanders into Arima’s office.

“Don’t worry.” Ui hugs her. “If worse comes to worse, I’ll distract the gossips and you punch them.”

But that’s not why she’s worried.

Arima texts Hairu an hour later. You need to tell him.

My child needs a father, she replies.

Don’t think so little of him, he types back.

Oh, like you told Hirako and not Koori? Hairu sighs. She ought to be happy right now. She and her beloved Koori are having a baby. She’s always wanted to be a mom. Sorry, Arima.

But when her genetic tests come back in her fourth month, Hairu plans to burn them before Ui sees the Rc count. She crumples the paper on her desk and staggers to the bathroom first.

But before she can, she spins around to see Ui reading them, with all the excitement of a normal father to be.

“Uh.” Hairu freezes.

“They’re Rc-count is wild. Is this a joke?” Ui looks horrified. “What if someone’s been poisoning you? Hairu! How do you feel?”

“Cranky and fat,” she tries to joke.

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” Kijima appears with a gaggle of guards behind him. “Ihei Hairu, you are under arrest under suspicion of harboring a ghoul’s child.”

Ui gasps. “How dare you!”

“You aren’t touching me or my baby!” Hairu knocks Kijima back. She turns to Ui. “It’s yours, I swear.”

“I know.” Ui is perplexed. “Why is the Rc count so off?”

Kijima twists Hairu’s hand behind her back.

“Get away from her!” Ui cries, shoving him.

“It’s off because we are Washuus.” Arima Kishou storms his way in. Hirako, Shio, Yusa, and Rikai are on his left; Haise Sasaki and the Quinx at his right. “We have an abnormally high Rc count.”

His lips curl. “The result of interbreeding humans and ghouls. In test tubes.”

Ui grips the desk to keep from falling. “Hairu, is it true?”

Hairu nods. She slumps over in the Kijima’s arms. He must have special plans for a pregnant ghoul.

“Release her,” orders Arima.

“Do you have the authority, ghoul?” Kijima laughs.

“I’ll say he does,” Sasaki says, and Hirako affirms.

Ui meets Hairu’s eyes and mouths a word.

“Look!” Ui gasps and points behind Kijima.

The inspector whirls around, and Hairu punches him in the back of his head. She leaps into Ui’s arms.

“I don’t care what Hairu is or what our baby is. Get away,” Ui seethes.

“You’re surrounded by hybrids. I’d do as he commands,” Shio adds.

“Well, it’s happening. Congrats, you two are gonna bring down CCG.” Arima shrugs.

Ui cups Hairu’s face in his hands. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I was s-scared, Koori. I want you. The baby needs you.”

“And I need you both.” Ui embraces her.

“Hi.” Hirako waves his hand. “Hi, lovebirds. We have a Bureau to overthrow.”

Uncle Shio babysitting! With the help of Yusa and Rikai of course!

Shio is determined to be the best uncle.

Featuring Masanori, the Uihai child for @hamliet‘s “The (Mis)Adventures of GOAT.”

“Uncle Shio!” Masanori slides down the staircase railing to tumble at Shio’s feet.

“Be careful!” squawks Rikai, lifting Masanori off the floor.

Masanori giggles. “Always.”

“You mean never,” teases Yusa.

“Yup!” Masanori grabs Shio’s hands. “Will you play paint with me?”

“Play paint?” Shio frowns, but he soon learns that Masanori enjoys smearing paint all over people’s faces.

“We look like ogres!” announces the child with glee. His face is green and black.

“You’re a cute ogre,” says Shio. “Want a piggyback ride? We can go get ice cream.”

“Yesssss!” Masanori bounces up and down.

Sporting their creepy pair masks, the three Zero Squad children take turns lifting Masanori up, so he’s “almost as tall as Dad,” as they stroll to the ice cream store.

An elderly woman scowls at them, and Shio just gives her a sweet smile in return. People don’t like kids with ghoul blood. Shio hopes the world changes before Masanori grows up.

“Ghouls!”

“Happy ghouls,” Rikai retorts.

Masanori frowns. “Why don’t they like me? You said I’m cute.”

“You are,” Yusa says quickly.

“Some people are just scared of special people, like you.” Shio smiles. “They were scared of us, too. But we showed them.”

Masanori nods thoughtfully.

“Now, what flavor?”

Shio hopes the conversation is forgotten, because all he wants is happiness for his nephew. But as they’re walking home, Masanori returns to the old lady.

“Uncle Shio, I want to be like you,” says Masanori, chocolate smeared over his mask. “You’re so nice to stupid people.”

Shio melts internally. His eyes bug out. “I love you, Masanori!”

“I love you, too.” Masanori giggles and rubs chocolate onto Shio’s jacket.

I think Hajime needs some friends. Maybe a fun day with the zero squad kids?

Our boy needs serious friendship. And possibly a time-out.

Hajime kicks a stone. It skitters across the street only to be trampled by some unfortunate’s tires. Good.

“Hajime!”

Three kids he knew from the academy race up to him.

“Squad Zero.” Hajime frowns. “What do you want?”

He’s gonna be a ghoul soon. Partially. He can avenge Mom and Dad. It’ll be great.

He just hopes he’s not betraying them.

“Fun!” Shio stomps his feet.

“How are you?” Rikai smiles at him. Hajime is cute, though he can’t see it.

“Wishing I could be an investigator already. I wanna stop these ghouls.” He grins, then hesitates. “I’m sorry about Ihei Hairu.”

“Me too,” says Yusa, staring at the ground.

“Well. You should come out with us, then. Are you free this afternoon? Of course you are.” Shio tugs Hajime down the street. “Lots of investigators feel bad, so they give us candy or money. We’re gonna go eat hamburgers and the feast on the candy.”

Hajime hasn’t had candy in a long time. What if this is his only chance? Will his taste change after the surgery? He licks his lips. “Okay.”

“Hurrah!” Shio cheers, and Yusa hugs him.

“No mushy stuff!” Hajime yells.

“Oh, stop being such a turd.” Rikai opens the restaurant door. The smell of fresh burgers incites her stomach to growl.

“Are you happy as investigators?” Hajime asks, once they’re seated and drinking soda. He loves soda. Mom and Dad use to reward him with soda whenever he did good in school.

“Yes,” says Shio.

Yusa shrugs. “It’s okay.”

“I wish we didn’t have to kill,” says Rikai, and Shio’s face falls.

“So none of you are.” Hajime’s long since kissed happiness goodbye, but it still hurts. A life without happiness.

“We love our teachers.” Shio’s eyes mist over.

“I’m sorry.” Hajime remembers what it’s like to lose those you love. Maybe he’ll spend his Oggai money not on weapons, but – well at least partially – on more candy for his friends.

0 Squad finds out about Furuta’s Quinx surgery and dastardly plots before Arima dies (also Hairu lived through the Rose Arc obvs) and confront him.

Fruit-chan, he’s such a dastard.

Yusa doesn’t know if anyone will believe him. He’s not sure he believes himself.

“What’s wrong?” Shio grins.

Yusa motions Rikai and Shio closer to whisper in their ears. “I saw Investigator Furuta with one kakugan.”

“Are you sure?” Rikai asks sharply.

Yusa nods.

“Well.” Shio rubs his hands together. “There’s only one thing left to do.”

“Tell Arima-san?” Yusa is intimidated by his relative.

“No.” Shio sounds scandalized. “Break into his office. Steal his phone. We’ll do the investigation.”

Yusa and RIkai know that when Shio wants to be brave, there’s little they can do but follow.

——————————————————————————-

“Fruit-chan!” Yusa and Shio tackle the investigator in a hug.

“Huh?” Furuta sounds oddly frightened. His phone has spilled out of his pocket.

“We’re going around hugging people today,” Shio says proudly. “To show our older relatives some love.”

Furuta smiles, but he looks dead inside. He was always a loner in the garden, pining for Rize and refusing to cheer on the family.

Rikai, meanwhile, attaches a wire to his phone as Shio babbles on about an unimportant memory. After a minute, during which Furuta’s smile grows markedly more strained, Rikai yanks the wire free and nods.

“Well, gotta go hug Hsaio!” Shio jumps back.

“She’s much scarier than you,” Yusa can’t resist adding.

But what they find on his phone makes him regret those words.

——————————————————————————-

Furuta strolls back into his office, whistling and pretending Eto doesn’t exist because he’s killed her. Yes. That’s it.

“Hi there.” Hirako lounges in his chair, boots planted on his desk.

“Pardon?”

The door swings shut behind him. Arima, flanked by Hairu and Ui, glares at him.

“Is there a problem?” Furuta tries to laugh.

“You’re much scarier than Hsaio.” Yusa looks sad as he, Rikai, and Shio crawl out from under his desk.

“Hello, brats.” Furuta smiles innocently. “I’m confused.”

Hairu holds up his medical records.

“Those – those are sealed!” Furuta backs away. Arima blocks the door.

“Not by flirtatious doctors.” Ui scowls as Hairu shakes her head. “Really, Souta?”

“Don’t call me that!”

“Why? It’s your real name, isn’t it?” Hirako shrugs.

“You know? And you, too?” Furuta swings around to Ui. “You’re okay with – with them?”

“We know a lot more, clown.” Ui takes no pleasure in this. He still can’t believe Arima and Hairu and the kids are ghouls.

Furuta lunges for the window, but Hirako catches him and drags him to the ground.

“No – no – let me go!” screams Furuta. “Please! You fuckers!”

“You’re not supposed to say that word.” Rikai is perhaps more scandalized by his cursing than his plots.

“We’ll bring you to interrogation and we will learn everything you planned,” Arima says firmly.

Furuta knows what awaits him in interrogation. He shakes his head wildly. “You – you just went along with this – at least i did something – fuck you!”

Arima squats before Furuta as Hirako cuffs him. “I have my own plans. Always have.”

“Then why didn’t you save us?” Despite his best efforts, Furuta’s voice cracks.

Shio’s lips quiver. He throws himself at Furuta. “I still want to hug him!”

Furuta scoffs, but some portion = of the kid who saved Rize must remain, because Arima and Hairu see him lean in to Shio’s embrace, ever so slightly.

Please give Hajime Hazuki some love and some friends.

My bitter murder child needs some serious love. Doctor’s orders.

Hajime tries to bite Hirako, because he’s part ghoul and loves the irony, but a blow from Rikai knocks him back.

“Ghoul,” snaps Shio, locking cuffs onto him.

He can see Mom being eaten, Dad screaming for them to kill him instead. He’s running for the window again.

“So are you!” Hajime screeches. “So are you! All of you – except Hirako! At least I’m gonna stop you all! Fuck you!”

He screams and screams as they tighten the restraints, cutting off his circulation. Hirako searches his body and yanks the tracker out from his tongue.

Hirako tries to herd Squad 0 away, but Yusa hesitates. “He’s really upset.”

The door bursts open, and SS-Yotsume stands there, her emo boyfriend at her side.

“Hajime Hazuki.” Hinami steps forward.

“Fuck you, ghoul.”

“No, that’s Ayato’s job,” Hinami says sweetly. Ayato chokes, but he made a vow of silence in exchange for accompanying her, and he’ll stick to it if it’s the last thing he does. It might be.

“Huh?” Hajime looks confused.

“Never mind!” Hirako says quickly.

Hinami sits across from Hajime. After a moment, Shio joins her, followed by Yusa and Rikai. With a sigh, Hirako finds himself sitting besides Hajime.

“We like you,” Hinami says. “Well, I do. I know what it’s like to have your parents killed.”

“Do you? Do you know what it’s like to watch them cut off your mom’s head?” shrieks Hajime.

“Yes,” she replies calmly.

“Well, she deserved it.” He scowls.

“She was a pacifist. She only at corpses. We all did.” Hinami pauses. “But I joined Aogiri for revenge anyway.”

————————————————————————-

Hajime isn’t sure why she keeps visiting him, but after a few days, he begins to realize he likes her company. She’s kind, and she’s always accompanied by Squad 0, who cheekily remind him of their adventures in the academy.

But it’s Hirako’s pat on the head one day that precipitates his tears.

“You know you’re a good kid, right? Despite the cursing?”

He’s not a good kid. If he was, Mom and Dad wouldn’t have died, right?

Hinami embraces him, and soon Squad 0 has cocooned him in a hug.

“Do not be afraid, Hajime.” Hinami nods. “At GOAT, you are loved.”

Koori and Hairu celebrate Halloween?

“Koori!” Hairu hurries into CCG decked out in a shimmering blue ballgown. Fairy wings flutter behind her, and a tiara crowns her hair.

She’s so beautiful it hurts.

“You!” Hairu gapes at him. Ui has dressed like Prince Charming, complete with a tiara that matches hers. “How did you know?”

“I made Saiko tell me your plans for Halloween. I wanted to match.” His face is as pink as her hair.

“I didn’t think you’d like dressing like a prince.” Hairu nods slyly. “It suits you.”

“I hope,” Ui says nervously. He feels silly, but Hairu is happy and that’s what he cares about.

“Let’s get into position!”

Saiko, dressed as a witch, strides past. Police Officer Urie, Samurai Shirazu, and Cat Mutsuki follow her. “Better watch out, Inspector Bowl Cut, or I’ll hex your girlfriend.”

“Get in position!” Hairu calls.

Even Matsuri Washuu is ready – though scowling in his stormtrooper outfit, because unbeknownst to him, Yoshitoki had already planned Darth Vader.

Arima peers out of his office.

“Did you do it, Hirako?” Hell’s Angel Marude grins.

“Oh, we did,” Hairu assures him, as Shiba Hirako shoves Arima out.

Yes, his Squad managed to convince him to dress like a Roman god, complete with a toga and olive branches in his hair.

“I can’t believe you got me to agree to this,” Arima mumbles.

“You’re brilliant,” Ui whispers to Hairu. She pecks him on the cheek.

“They’re coming!” Hairu whistles, and everyone ducks back into their respective offices.

“Trick or treat!” Shio pounds at their door.

Ui opens to see Ghost Yusa, Vampire Rikai, and Zombie Shio. “Well, well, well, you’re not ghouls, so I suppose we can let you pass.”

“But just to ensure you don’t get hungry.” Hairu dumps candy into their bags.

When the kids move next door, Ui grabs Hairu and kisses her. He feels stupid, but he has to say it. “You’re my fairy princess.”

Ui getting teased by his colleagues abt his crush on hairu and hairu doesnt know ui likes her

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Omg this is an Uihai tsunami and I love it.

“Sooooo. What are your plans for Valentine’s Day?” Hirako sits on Ui’s desk – the nerve – and grins at Ui.

“What’s with your cheeky face?” he asks sourly.

“So grumpy. Pining away, are we?”

“What?” Ui gasps. “For who? You’re crazy!”

“Methinks thou doth protest too much.” Kiyoko Aura breezes past.

Ui turns scarlet as all the Squad 0 kids giggle. “Who?”

Arima strolls towards them, and Shio waves him over. “Arima, Arima! Do you think Ui should buy Hairu chocolates or roses for Valentine’s Day?”

Yusa and Rikai dissolve into giggles again, and even Hirako seems taken aback.

“What?” Arima frowns. Koori and Hairu? Hairu and Koori? “Hmm, yes, I can see that.” Honestly, he rather likes the idea. “Buy her what you think she’d want.”

“How do I know?” Ui whispers.

“Ask her or her friends,” Hirako whispers back.

“What’s everyone doing here? Is there a mission to prepare for?” Hairu skips over to them. “Ui, you look red, are you okay?”

Ui gurgles.

“Hypothetically,” begins Hirako.

“The kids are wondering what to buy others for Valentine’s Day,” Arima interrupts. They threw Ui, he can throw them. It’s a life lesson.

“Ooh. Roses and chocolate and candlelit dinners are nice. But you know what’s best? Telling someone they like you. I think.” Hairu imagines her perfect Valentine’s Day.

When she waltzes away, the rest of Arima Squad stares at Ui.

“Better practice that confession.” Arima turns around. “Kids, it’s practice time.”

They all stand.

“You’re welcome,” Hirako says to a mortified Ui.

@koyuki-tan @hamliet

The day dawns, the day Ui’s feared since he learned what love was.

Valentine’s Day.

If he doesn’t tell Hairu, Arima will be disappointed and Hirako will think him a coward.

He has a bouquet of chocolate roses and candlelit dinner reservations. How Arima managed to get him such pricey reservations, he wasn’t sure; all Arima said was that he had ‘a friend’ who ‘knew their way around’ Tokyo.

“It might all be for nothing,” Ui reminded him.

“It won’t,” Arima assures him.

But now Ui doubts Arima Kishou. He arrives at CCG soaked in sweat. He can feel everyone’s eyes on the chocolate bouquet in his hands. That slimy Rank 1 Furuta barely covers his laughter.

Hairu rounds the corner and smacks into him. “Koori! I didn’t see you behind – this thing.”

Her eyes widen. “Who’s this for?”

She’ll kill the girl. Just kidding. But she was not counting on losing Ui on Valentine’s Day. Unless…

“You!” Ui thrusts the bouquet in her face. “Chocolate roses, and I have dinner reservations at a fancy restaurant downtown. If you want. If you don’t, I understand, but please keep the chocolate -”

“Koori,” Hairu interrupts. She’s beaming from ear-to-ear. He remembered that entire conversation? Koori is sweeter than chocolate. “Yes, but only if you help me finish the candy.”

He breaks into a smile. “Really?”

“You’re amazing. Why wouldn’t I like you?” Hairu shivers. “I just – I thought you didn’t – you are so focused on work -”

“Chocolate!” Shio races in.

“He did it!” Rikai cheers, and Yusa hurries over. “Can we have some chocolate, too?”

Hairu blinks. “Um, okay.”

“Please make sure you have some,” says Ui.

“Not to worry.” She winks. “Tonight?”

“Tonight.”

Ui getting teased by his colleagues abt his crush on hairu and hairu doesnt know ui likes her

Omg this is an Uihai tsunami and I love it.

“Sooooo. What are your plans for Valentine’s Day?” Hirako sits on Ui’s desk – the nerve – and grins at Ui.

“What’s with your cheeky face?” he asks sourly.

“So grumpy. Pining away, are we?”

“What?” Ui gasps. “For who? You’re crazy!”

“Methinks thou doth protest too much.” Kiyoko Aura breezes past.

Ui turns scarlet as all the Squad 0 kids giggle. “Who?”

Arima strolls towards them, and Shio waves him over. “Arima, Arima! Do you think Ui should buy Hairu chocolates or roses for Valentine’s Day?”

Yusa and Rikai dissolve into giggles again, and even Hirako seems taken aback.

“What?” Arima frowns. Koori and Hairu? Hairu and Koori? “Hmm, yes, I can see that.” Honestly, he rather likes the idea. “Buy her what you think she’d want.”

“How do I know?” Ui whispers.

“Ask her or her friends,” Hirako whispers back.

“What’s everyone doing here? Is there a mission to prepare for?” Hairu skips over to them. “Ui, you look red, are you okay?”

Ui gurgles.

“Hypothetically,” begins Hirako.

“The kids are wondering what to buy others for Valentine’s Day,” Arima interrupts. They threw Ui, he can throw them. It’s a life lesson.

“Ooh. Roses and chocolate and candlelit dinners are nice. But you know what’s best? Telling someone they like you. I think.” Hairu imagines her perfect Valentine’s Day.

When she waltzes away, the rest of Arima Squad stares at Ui.

“Better practice that confession.” Arima turns around. “Kids, it’s practice time.”

They all stand.

“You’re welcome,” Hirako says to a mortified Ui.